Young Man Chapter Twenty-Seven People Climb to the Top I am the peak

"The rivers and lakes are too deep, so deep that even if some immortals use Wutai Mountain, the highest peak of the Dajin Dynasty, to smash into the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid they can't measure how deep the rivers and lakes are?" Fang Moyan thought.

It is really that the sword technique of Li Shanchang in front of him is too amazing, and he will not fall behind when he and Wang Guan Yue, the ninth of the kendo, are fighting alone.

But up and down the mountain, I've never heard of such a person.

Wang Guanyue also muttered early in his heart: "The purpose of this trip has not been achieved yet, is it just like this?"

Even if the two of them were in a hurry, it did not prevent the battle with Li Shanchang in full swing.

Suddenly, a shining silver thread cut through the rain curtain and went straight to Fang Moyan and Wang Guanyue.

Wang Guanyue was already a little ruthless at this time, and directly swung out the two swords, and casually shouted, "Two stars with wings." I saw two sword qis, one purple and one blue, slamming towards the silver line, directly tearing out three thin and invisible grooves on the official road.

Fang Moyan toes, his body jumped over the silver line, and directly attacked Li Shanchang with the Cold Iron Meteor Hammer, which carried a majestic qi machine, like a blade.

In an instant, Li Shanchang, who had identified the trajectory, stepped out to the left, and the cold iron meteor hammer roared past his side, the soybean raindrops were shattered in an instant, and countless tiny potholes exploded on the ground of the official road.

Li Shanchang stood still slightly, stabbed with a long knife, and shouted softly, "Take the pig's heart".

A majestic majestic machine like a dragon snake swimming in the water collided with the qi machine of the Cold Iron Meteor Hammer. Li Shanchang didn't squint, and quickly ran towards Fang Moyan with a knife.

Fang Moyan was retreating, and Li Shanchang was chasing forward.

Wang Guanyue looked at it, crossed his hands, and waved forward at the same time, shouting: "Sword Qi Shooting Bull Fight."

A purple sword qi gushed out, swaying and sliding wantonly on the official road, like a dragon out of the river, pounced on Li Shanchang, who was unwilling to stop, and a cyan sword qi followed like a small green snake, as if looking for an opportunity to take a bite.

Li Shanchang did not stop there, but swung two knives, entangled with the purple Jiao green snake, and bloomed a string of sparks.

Retreat is never as fast as advance.

What's more, the realm of those who enter is even higher.

Li Shanchang's body shape was already in front of Fang Moyan.

The pig-killing knife was waved high by Li Shanchang, and then the knife fell in his hand, cutting through the rain curtain of the sky and falling towards Fang Moyan's chest.

Fang Moyan was not flustered, his face was as usual, and the Cold Iron Meteor Hammer caught up in time, blocking the sword qi of the swordsman, and the thunder was agitated.

Li Shanchang couldn't see it, followed by another knife, and another knife.

How many stabs can you block me?

With each knife, the Cold Iron Meteor Hammer reduced its qi by three points.

Finally, the pig-killing knife smashed at Fang Moyan together with the cold iron meteor hammer, after the blink of an eye, the sound of the knife had stopped, the sound of the hammer had stopped, Fang Moyan looked down at his left shoulder, the blood oozed out, getting thicker and thicker, even if he had entered the seventh realm, he couldn't stop the injury.

Fang Moyan finally understood that Li Shanchang and Yue Qianshan were going to target themselves from the beginning, from Yue Qianshan to hurt himself, to Li Shanchang's seemingly equal treatment of Wang Guanyue and himself, but in fact, he was focused on himself.

Fang Moyan also understood that Li Shanchang and Yue Qianshan targeted themselves, not only because their realm was higher than Wang Guanyue, but also because they had worked hard for the Dajin Dynasty over the years, and were even named one of the nine generals, so they were angry, of course, they had a reason to be angry. However, do you know what the Great Song Dynasty did to me in the first place, how it did to our family?

Go to the mother's first country hatred, and then family hatred.

Without a home, the state has eggs to use?

Li Shanchang raised the knife again, stepped on the rain, and shouted: "Chop the pig's trotters." ”

The sword intent and sword qi were as good as they wanted, and they swung down.

Fang Moyan hesitated slightly.

When Wang Guanyue saw this, he had to save it.

The Qingshuang sword got out of his hand and went straight to Li Shanchang's pig-killing knife, "the sword qi is more Peng Ze", and he slammed into Li Shanchang's long knife.

The long knife left a gap of about several feet wide on the official road.

The Qingshuang Sword was even knocked into the air for dozens of feet, and it was submerged into the official road, until the hilt of the sword was invisible.

Wanyan Zonghan raised his gun and swept, and swept eighteen times in a row.

No matter how good your swordsmanship is, what is the use of not being able to get close.

Mo Shangtong's surrounding water droplets exploded one after another, a splash of water was like a short spear, although Mo Shangtong had a sword qi body, but he was still crushed by the sword qi of the two water guns, and two blood holes were pierced at Mo Shang's concentric mouth.

Wanyan Zonghan did not stop, but continued to raise the qi, the temperature dropped rapidly, the official road changed suddenly, the sky's rainstorm was suddenly evaporated and foggy, and the snow was boundless, as if ambushing millions of soldiers, ambushed on all sides.

After Yan Zonghan raised his gun and stabbed directly, he didn't finish stabbing a shot, he immediately recovered the gun, and then raised the gun to stab directly, the gun air gun was stacked layer by layer, it turned out to be seven plum blossoms, seven stacks in winter.

There was once an overlord who made a spear in the world, breaking through the extreme of martial arts and reaching the realm of martial arts. The overlord gun can be nine stacks of overlords.

Legend has it that a stack can break a realm.

Overlord Nine Stacks, Can You Break the Nine Realms?

No matter what the rumors were, Mo Shangtong could only raise the sword qi of his whole body to the extreme, retreat again and again, and then fly out upside down as if his chest had been hit hard, and his body was covered in blood, washed away by the rain, and no longer oozing out at all.

Wanyan Zonghan was no longer in a hurry to chase after the victory, holding a gun in one hand, his voice was mellow, and he said slowly: "Come on, come and kill me." ”

Mo Shangtong squeezed out a smile and said, "Over the years, I have never heard such a reasonable request. ”

At this moment, Wanyan Zonghan suddenly raised his gun and stabbed him, it turned out that during the speech just now, Wanyan Zonghan also adjusted the ventilator again, and at this time, the qi was like a new one, and he did it with all his might.

Mo Shangtong sword qi rolled, he had already relied on his own cultivation to suppress it before, but it was like an injured person struggling to stand up, at this time, it might only take a straw to crush it, and what came was the struggle of the peak of the seventh realm, if there were ten thousand jun, how could he withstand it.

Until this moment, the sword qi was completely out of control, and Mo Shang smashed the same fist in his chest, and the sword qi flowed under the strong pressure, and the blood could no longer be suppressed, and it spewed out.

Wanyan Zonghan laughed, pointed at Mo Shangtong and said: "There is a saying in the Da Song Dynasty that the end of the strong crossbow cannot wear Lu Min, and the last force of the wind cannot blew the feathers, and you are also exhausted, and there is still a realm gap between you and me." Kendo sixth, what can it do?"

It's too late, it's too soon.

Wanyan Zonghan didn't want to give Mo Shangtong time to adjust the qi machine, so he raised his gun and stabbed again, the gun qi was like a plum blossom, and it bloomed in an instant.

Li Zijian saw that the momentum was not right, so he gave up the old Taoist who gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to release the three talismans and golden armor, and went straight to Yan Zonghan.

Reed leaf gun against plum blossom gun.

Five realms against seven realms.

Li Zijian has thought about the enemy with Wanyan Zonghan countless times, but he has never thought of this.

Green leaves and safflowers, green leaves are always decorations, and safflowers are always the protagonists.

The reed leaf gun only lasted for a while, and the time for ten sighs.

Li Zijian was shocked dozens of feet with a gun, and the tendons and veins on his body were broken by inches.

Ten breaths of time is enough for Mo Shangtong to adjust his qi.

During this period, Mo Shangtong couldn't help but tremble with a non-attacking sword in his hand.

When he heard the giant talk about the sword intent of the sword, Mo Shangtong was not without questions, "What is the five mountains in front, my only sword, what is a thousand miles away, my only sword, what is the heaven and the earth, my only sword."

The giant said with a smile at the time: "The sea reaches the edge of the sky and the clouds are the shore, and people climb to the top, and I am the peak." This is the swordsman. ”

There are three peaks in kendo.

The first peak is a sword for all things, and wherever the qi goes, it is my sword.

The second peak is the eternal sword intent, the journey of the avenue, and the sword for thousands of miles.

The last peak is the sword to see all beings, heaven and earth are furnaces, and there is no sword in the heart.

The first peak is the threshold of the sixth or seventh of the sword. Because it has to climb very high, it is far more difficult than other monks and martial artists. What's more, Mo Shangtong's extremely thick Six Realms are even more difficult.

Mo Shangtong slowly closed his eyes, sword intent and sword energy, full of vitality.

Only on the line of life and death can there be great enlightenment.

Mo Shangtong remembered that he climbed Mount Tai at night, and before going up the mountain, he knew that there was Zhongtianmen, and he also knew that there were eighteen plates, and he knew that there was a Jade Emperor Peak.

I finally came to the top of a mountain, all the way parallel, I began to have some doubts, it was difficult to reach the top of the mountain, but I relied on the torch in my hand, fixed my eyes, oh, I only reached the gate of heaven.

After that, it was a long eighteen plates, endless, and the torch in his hand could only see a few steps in front of him.

You simply don't know how long you've climbed on the eighteen plates, and how far you'll go.

It's just that suddenly, a light is lit on the Nantian Gate, and it will immediately give you endless power, because hope is right in front of you.

The lights on the top of the mountain are like the bright moon, and there is hope in my heart.

Mo Shangtong passed through the bottleneck of climbing eighteen plates at this time, and under the guidance of the light, he suddenly climbed to the Nantianmen.

On the top of the mountain, the breeze is blowing and the moon is on the shoulder.

This breeze is the wind brought by Li Zijian's shock.

The wind was fishy because it smelled of blood.

At this moment, under the influence of the cold air emitted by the plum blossom spear, the sky turned from heavy rain to heavy snow, and finally hail.

Hail fell from the sky, the size of a peanut.

Mo Shangtong suddenly opened his eyes, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and a hail was actually pulled by a stream of invisible qi and hovered in the air, like a flying sword, flying towards Wanyan Zonghan.

As soon as the plum blossom gun in Yan Zonghan's hand was blocked, the hail suddenly exploded and scattered, and the plum blossom gun was like being hit by an invisible flying sword, and it couldn't help trembling, as if it was about to get out of Yan Zonghan's hand.

Wanyan Zonghan muttered: "With the Qi Imperial Sword, everything is a sword?"

Mo Shangtong, the seventh realm?