Chapter 163: Never Admit Defeat!

After saying this, Tang Zui had disappeared without a trace! Only Emperor Weiyang and Mingzun were left here.

Emperor Weiyang in the wind is somewhat down.

Slowly put away the ice-colored long sword, clenched his fists, and was a little unwilling. His face was even more pale, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was still flowing.

Ming Zun flew to his side, reached out and pressed his left hand on Di Weiyang's back, and a gentle yellow spiritual power slowly injected into Di Weiyang's body.

Most of the injuries suffered by Di Weiyang have now recovered, but the scars of his Dao heart cannot heal.

Mingzun said lightly: "Weiyang, you didn't lose!"

Di Weiyang shook his head gloomily, and said with a wry smile: "If you lose, you lose......"

Mingzun then said: "Tang Zui's body is several times more injured than you! And he has the strength to fight again! If it is a real battle, he will die under your sword by now!"

Di Weiyang looked at Mingzun with a smile, stroked Mingzun's pretty face and said: "A style is a style! A sword is a sword! If you lose, you will lose! But if he sees Tang drunk again in the future, I will definitely want him to lose very badly!"

Di Weiyang then asked: "Have you ever seen the secret of Tang drunkenness!"

Ming Zun said with some puzzlement: "His sword is covered with a black scabbard! From this scabbard, I sensed the purest - the breath of the Sword Sect! Presumably he has something to do with the inheritance of the Sword Sect! The flower on the tip of the sword is the Futu Fanhua, and it is like an entity! Presumably, when this sword was created, a large number of Futu Fanhua flowers were added.

This Futu Fanhua, one flower is enough for those old guys in the Tianhai Buddha Kingdom to go crazy, I really don't know where he got so much, and it was all wasted to build this sword!

The grade of this sword, spirit, law, treasure, and god. It should be the best treasure! And with the blessing of the scabbard, it is infinitely close to the artifact!

If it is said to be a fake artifact, it can also be! But there is one thing that I am most puzzled about, Tang Drunk's sword technique is not the orthodox sword technique circulated by the Sword Sect!"

Di Weiyang looked at the ice-colored long sword in his hand, this sword of his was also created with a huge amount of mental and material resources in recent years! It contains its own Dao! It is also the best treasure weapon that is infinitely close to the artifact!

It's a pity that he was still defeated! It's just that after listening to what Mingzun said, Di Weiyang also became puzzled.

Since the Qingshuang Sword Pavilion has the orthodox inheritance of the Sword Sect, and Tang Zui's scabbard also has a trace of the orthodox inheritance of the Sword Sect.

Why is the sword technique used by Tang drunk has nothing to do with the Sword Sect!

Mingzun's next words made Di Weiyang completely stunned.

Mingzun told Emperor Weiyang the name of this sword trick, this sword trick!

- Taibai Ji Kendo!

In the distance, there is a small lake. There are many children fishing on the lakeside, so it is very lively. Tang Zui looked at the carefree people in the distance and remembered his childhood.

I went to steal roast chickens with Lei Heizi, and skipped school to go fishing together.

The carp in the back mountains always tastes the most delicious. And you must eat about two catties of carp to be the best.

It's a pity that Lei Heizi was already in Qingming Town, and was bitten to death by the black worm released by the turbid old monster, and he couldn't go back.

Tang drunk since the duel, forcibly flew for another two days.

At this moment, the dark wound in the body is getting more and more serious. It can't be suppressed at all, and drinking spiritual wine can't replenish the spiritual power, and the spiritual power in the body has been exhausted.

The meridians of the whole body seemed to be injured by Di Weiyang's ice qi in that sword, and now there was a vague feeling of being frozen up.

Tang drunk with only a trace of spiritual power, wrapping the meridians. Then the eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the consciousness became more and more blurred.

Then it fell heavily from the sky and fell far away from the lake!

Jiang Qingkang saw that his fish made of straw rods had moved, and he immediately jumped up happily, holding the fishing rod made of Changyan bamboo with a pair of small hands.

Then a large carp of more than a pound was pulled out of the water. It's a pity that the carp's strength is too great, and it has been breaking free, and it looks like it is about to escape.

Jiang Mingfei, who was next to Jiang Qingkang, immediately ran over. The two of them held the fishing rod together and kept holding on. After a while, I finally caught a big carp!

The black-backed carp, which is more than three pounds, is struggling on the hook at the moment. The sunlight shines on the scales of the fish, and the colors are very beautiful.

Jiang Qingkang looked at the big carp and smiled excitedly, his little face was slightly red because he had just tried too hard, and at this moment the two of them were sitting on the wet and soft grass, panting heavily.

Jiang Mingfei said: "Qingkang, this is the biggest carp we have caught this year! Now there is something delicious, take it to your house and let your mother make braised fish!"

Jiang Qingkang looked at Jiang Mingfei, who was saliva, and rolled his eyes.

Then he said, "The steamed fish made by your father is delicious!"

It turned out that these two people both skipped school and went fishing secretly. The one who took the fish home was tantamount to telling his parents that he had skipped school today.

So they all shirked it, and they didn't want to take it back to their own homes. But I want to eat a bite of this extremely delicious river fresh!

Under this dispute, some uncles next to him laughed instantly.

The rustic uncle smiled and said, "Don't fight, two Han babies." Just give me this fish, I'll eat fish at home tonight, haha!"

The two of them were a little embarrassed and stopped arguing, Jiang Qingkang rolled up his sleeves, took off the hook of the big carp, and skillfully put it into the fish basket.

At this moment, in the distant sky. A black dot appeared, like a large bird, falling quickly from the sky.

Falling heavily under the dirt slope in the distance, Jiang Mingfei said in surprise: "Look, a big bird has fallen! I haven't eaten big bird meat for a long time! Let's go quickly." ”

Two people ran, one holding a fishing rod made of Changyan bamboo, and the other carrying a fishing basket. Towards the dirt slope where Tang drunk fell.

After a while, he came to the dirt slope out of breath, Jiang Mingfei saw that it was a person, dressed in a simple green robe, although his appearance was handsome, but there was not much outstanding.

Jiang Mingfei scolded angrily: "Damn, I thought it was some big bird." It's a man! This man is not a good bird! Delay me fishing!"

Jiang Qingkang hit the top of Jiang Mingfei's head, and suddenly a red envelope swollen from his head, and Jiang Mingfei covered his head in pain.

Jiang Qiangkang put down the fishing rod, rushed to the bottom of the dirt slope, and said: "You know how to eat all day long! Come and save people!"

The two came to Tang Zui's side and saw that Tang was drunk like a gossamer, but fortunately, there was still life.

I wanted to touch Tang Zui, but I just touched Tang Zui's arm, and there was a very cold feeling, full of fingers.

Seeing that there was no way to move Tang drunk, the two went to the lake and called a few uncles from the same village. Coincidentally, Jiang Mingfei's father is a Langzhong.

Several people found an ox cart and carried Tang Zui to it. Exclaim this strange man, like an iceman.

I felt a chilling chill through my clothes, and then I went to the medical hall of Jiang Mingfei's house.

It was already afternoon, and the sunset was shining on the small lake, and the fish were happily roaming on the lake. The good times of childhood are precipitated in time like a picture scroll, which makes people linger and cannot be traced......