Chapter 252: The First Sword of the Ninth Pair of Bun Xia in the World
Li Feng said from the bottom of his heart: "The sickness of this river and lake is like this, it can never tolerate half a grain of sand. β
The eyes of the flowers in the snow fell on the surface of the river with the shadows of the trees, like a withered lotus that had lost its luster swaying in the wind, even though the white-clothed disciples behind them were like clouds, but because of the great difference in each other's temperament, they especially looked lonely.
Li Feng is like a storyteller under the old locust tree, who knows everything and speaks endlessly, but except for the flowers in the snow, the rest of the onlookers are confused, what does all this have to do with the former owner of the Snow Mountain Villa who went to the Western Regions?
Li Feng's voice spread across the river: "After the former owner of the Snow Mountain Villa went to the Western Regions, he was ordained in a Buddhist temple in the Western Regions, and I heard that he also achieved the realm of the Buddha, and the Buddha of the Muru Temple who came to the table many years ago supported half of the Buddhism in the Western Regions. β
Xuezhonghua raised her head, and the deep cold in her eyes was 'frozen three feet', she seemed to be muttering to herself, but her voice swept across the entire river: "The world's vision can not only punish the heart, but also kill people." β
The eyes of the flower in the snow gradually turned red, and she decided to untie the dead knot in her heart with her own hands: "In fact, achieving the realm of the Buddha of the Buddhist family is not the thought of the former owner of the Snow Villa at all, the reason why he escaped into the red dust in the Western Regions, thousands of miles away from his hometown, is all because of the female disciple who had a disdain for him.
"At the beginning, after he was expelled from the Snow Villa, the elders of the Snow Villa went back on their word and settled the score, trying to find out the female disciple who colluded with the master to commit a mortal crime to set an example, but he heard the news and rushed back from the Western Regions in the starry night, but it was too late, the mountains were covered with snow and blood, she sat on the top of the blood mountain, the long sword was planted in the cold snow, she slaughtered the elders of the Snow Villa who drove him out of the Central Plains, he sat on the ground in a dejected manner, and sat on the top of the blood mountain that night like her, she said, we can finally be together, but he didn't say anything, dragging his staggered body step by step back to the Western Regions, he said he would willingly atone for her sins. β
When the young white clothes behind the Snow Flower heard this sad and tragic story, they all turned their heads to look at each other with surprise, they were all disciples of the Snow Breeze Villa who Snow Flower personally brought to the Great Snow Mountain, how could they know that the Snow Breeze Villa had such an unsightly past.
Li Feng continued: "To this day, there is still no conclusion to the bloody case in the Snow Villa, and the female disciple who slaughtered all the elders of the Snow Villa is nowhere to be found. β
Xuezhonghua took a deep breath, looked up at the blue sky, and was stunned: "Think of the woman who is loyal and cold to fight the fire for the love moth, but can't get a trace of mercy from the person she loves, is already dead?"
Li Feng's eyes flashed with indescribable ripples, either regret or sympathy, but his folded hands never left the hilt of the Qingfeng Sword.
The snowy flower with her eyes as dark as death ash said to herself: "Actually, when he left, she asked him, 'When will you come back?' and he replied, 'He will come back when he can change this worldly world.'" β
The flowers in the snow were bowing their heads and whispering from beginning to end, as if they had spit out the accumulation of these years, but Li Feng listened to it all.
Li Feng moved his gaze and looked towards the west side of the firmament, which is what the world often calls Western Bliss: "It's a pity that the former owner of the Snow Mountain Villa who has achieved the realm of the Buddha has suffered from heart disease due to the past, and what people who practice meditation and worship Buddha are most afraid of is precisely the inner demon, which is the Buddha of the Western Regions."
When the people of the world bowed their heads to the desolate realm and there was still one step away, the realm fell off a cliff, and almost fell out of the Tiangang realm, although the Tiangang realm was later saved, but due to the demons in the heart, he missed the rare opportunity to ascend to the realm, and perhaps there will never be a chance to set foot in the desolation again in this life. β
Li Feng continued: "He is the Buddha Siwa monk of the Western Regions who ranks second in the martial arts list and is known to the world as Ru Mao and drinks blood. β
Snow Flower's face turned pale and ugly, and she slowly closed her eyes.
Li Feng withdrew his gaze from the western firmament, bowed his head slightly, and asked a very abrupt question: "If you can't be the first in the world, how can you change this secular world?"
"Is that right?" Li Feng asked again.
The onlookers who don't know the depth are naturally as big as a bucket, but Xuezhonghua and Li Feng are well versed in this and have their own thoughts.
The flowers in the snow laughed loudly, and the sound of Lang Lang's laughter resounded through the river that was more than thirty feet wide, completely overshadowing the sound of rushing water: "You guessed it. β
Li Feng retorted: "Do you really think that the number one in the world can shake this rivers and lakes with hundreds of people and meters?"
Li Feng stretched out the hand that was folded on the back of his hand, and pointed at the vague outline of the Xiongcheng behind the woman in white from a distance: "If you really can, why does that old sword demon still live in Xishu City and not come out?
Xuezhonghua sighed lightly: "I have no other choice, he has always been a person who is difficult to chase after a horse, if he can't be the first in the world, can't change this secular rivers and lakes, then he will never step into the Central Plains again." β
Li Feng finally lifted the Qingfeng sword that had been planted several feet into the ground, and the flower in the snow took a step, his heel on the ground on the shore, but his toes were suspended above the river.
Two invisible and colorless Pengbai qi machines met in the center of the river, splashing out an overwhelming gust of wind, returning to the silence of the river like a rainstorm is coming, setting off a monstrous turbid wave with teeth and claws.
The first sword of the ninth pair of buns in the world.
The confrontation between the great powers is mostly based on fighting spirit, and there are few hand-to-hand fights to put down the body, and there is a big river to intercept at the moment, even if the two people across the river are all capable of swordsmanship, and the close-range swordsmanship can be described as unparalleled in the world, but crossing the river is really the next strategy, as the saying goes, the enemy does not move me, if the enemy attacks me, he will defend, if the enemy holds it, Li Feng and the flowers in the snow are the immortal power of stepping on Tiangang, and the swordsmanship routine is very particular, the sword is completely different from the battle in the air, who can not bear to cross the river first, it is undoubtedly a chance to give the other party a fatal blowγ
Blue Blade out of the sheath.
Bai Yun's eyes were fascinated, this was the second time he saw this peerless sword that was worshipped as a myth by the rivers and lakes out of the sheath, thinking about the last time or when he first learned the sword, Li Feng swept out of the Moon Pavilion, and cut out the eight swords that shocked him on the cliffside, these years are like a white horse, but unfortunately, he has not yet practiced this set of swordsmanship that was famous in the rivers and lakes, and he has not even caught a tuft of colored fur.
On both sides of the riverbank, there were two white ripples that intercepted the river water, Qingfeng and Baili were like pythons in the hidden river, making waves under the water.
On the surface of the river, the majestic and monstrous waves seemed to be torn in half by the thunder and smashed down on both banks.
Li Feng and Bai Yi were wet thoroughly, but the two of them stood in place like clay wood carvings, not moving at all, and if they looked closely, their hair was windless and automatic, and they were clearly wrestling with qi and machine, and the river surface
The scene above and even on both sides of the river seems to be calm, but the trajectory dragged by the two divine soldiers under the river almost shatters the entire river.
As a result of the undercurrent, a waterspout bordering heaven and earth was born on the surface of the river, swallowing mountains and rivers mighty, like a dragon wading into the sky, as if a dragon was ambushing a dragon in the world, quenching thirst in the wind and clouds.
Fifty miles away in Xishu City, you can also faintly see this strange scene, the people in the city rushed out of the city, wanting to get closer to the waterspout, so that it can be seen more clearly.
How many years have it been since the two sword dao immortals who were beyond the flood more than twenty years ago cut off a sword mark more than a hundred zhang wide outside Xishu City? Xishu City has never been so lively, even the city wall road that usually does not see people is also crowded with onlookers, have pointed, there are elderly people surging with excitement, the imperial court soldiers pointed to the situation of Xishu City many years ago, said that there is a real dragon in Shu to come to the world, only this dragon wading in the near future, Shu will be stormy again, of course, for these old people's rhetoric, many young people in the city do not think so, they feel that these old people are old, their brains are not bright, and they always love to fall into ghosts and superstitions, where is there so much real dragon gas in the worldIf it is found that there is a true dragon in Shu, it would rather kill the wrong 10,000 Flying Fish Guards and Janissaries who cannot kill a single person, wouldn't it be to make the entire land of Xishu bleed into a river?
At the beginning, the old sword demon of Xishu and Dou Xian'er Dou Chang'an fought fiercely outside the city of Xishu, causing visions inside and outside the city to be born in the dark. The wonders of the gods' powerful fighting method, some want to see the virtual and real rivers and lakes fish and shrimp, after leaving the city, they dare not go to the direction of the waterspout to approach half a step, just because the phantom blurred waterspout is getting thicker and stronger, quite has the potential to swallow the world, and most of these waves mixed in the bottom of the rivers and lakes are muddy oily human essence, for the self-knowledge of walking the rivers and lakes to get ahead of the saying that they are convinced, if they go to watch the battle for a while, the sword has no eyes and fists and feet and does not recognize their relatives, in case it is really affected by the pond fish, it is not so simple that the nose is blue and the face is swollen, so it is called wronged if you lose your lifeγ
In the crowd of spectators on the road at the head of the city, there was a tall old man wearing a hat and a sword hanging from his waist, he helped the hat on his head, showed an unknown smile, looked at the thick waterspout in the distance, probably remembered the big battle outside Xishu City many years ago.