How sad can you be? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

The former monarch was indeed a talented man.

Therefore, this flying sword poppy beauty with Li Jingdao embedded in the body also carries a bit of the drunken gold fan from several years ago.

The sword intent was released, and Zhao Wu'an stepped sideways, swaying between spring flowers and autumn moons.

But he knows very well that although he is also a remnant of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Li Jing is not different from Li Yu. Compared with the king of the world, he would like to have no calamities in this world, and he would like the four seas to be peaceful and the people to live and work in peace and contentment.

There is nothing wrong with ending the war with war.

Because of this, there was the battle of Youyun Sixteen Prefectures led by Li Jing, and the remnant of the Southern Tang Dynasty who vomited blood and died outside the pass after the defeat of the Gaoliang River.

As a story, Zhao Wu'an had heard Lin Yun talk about it more than once, and he had already told it with Li Huang outside Jiangning Mansion.

But as Daoyun, as Li Jing's belief that he adhered to all his life, Zhao Wu'an held it tightly in his palm for the first time. Of course, he knew that the talented man who watched the wind and snow and the moon talk about everything, and was named the first gentleman of the Tang Dynasty, was a resolute person who was decisive in killing and reckless of all consequences in order to achieve his ideals.

Therefore, the poppy beauty in Zhao Wu'an's hand, although the sword is light and thin, is also an invincible murderous sword.

When the sword momentum is together, it is full of light and shadow, as if the sun and the moon have lost their minds and fallen into the world.

It has also become extremely difficult for the building to move forward. That sword seemed to be able to divide into countless shapes, and every time Dailou Duyun wanted to take a step forward, the sword would be controlled by Zhao Wu'an and suddenly flew from somewhere, and after the attack failed, it would return to his palm in an instant, blocking Dailou Duyun with a compelling momentum.

In fact, both sides understood that the sword had been held tightly in Zhao Wu'an's hand from beginning to end, and it had not changed in the slightest.

"Sure enough, it's the sword of the east, and if you don't make a move, you already have the state of crossing the sea. Dai Lou Duyun, who was struggling to walk in the shadow of the sword, sneered, "But, Zhao Wu'an, are you going to kill me with the sword in your hand?"

The dazzling sword shadow alone, although it did block the advance of Dai Lou Duyun, could not hurt this person.

Zhao Wuan also knows it.

The sword intent of the poppy beauty only stopped there. After all, Li Jing is just a commander in the end, not a general who fights in person, and compared to the strong killing intent of the Bodhisattva, it is naturally inferior.

Zhao Wu'an exhaled lightly and said, "I don't plan to." ”

Before he finished speaking, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded under his feet, and his figure quickly blurred into a white shadow, flying towards the twilight clouds of Dailou.

Dai Lou Duyun laughed wildly, and hit the ground with both palms, and his whole body suddenly rose to the ground, and the ground where he had stood before sank, revealing the form of a lotus flower.

"Thunder step, your light skills have improved compared to before. ”

"Didn't you also train the Trace Shenglian to the eleventh layer of the ancients!" Zhao Wu'an replied loudly as if venting.

Ascending to the top of the cloud building, the two figures met in an instant, and they were separated at one touch.

Zhao Wu'an tore open the qi wall in front of Dai Lou Duyun, and Dai Lou Duyun also used only one palm to disperse the sword shadow of the poppy beauty shrouded in Zhao Wu'an's side.

When they meet again, they will be swords and swords, and lightning and stone fire.

Dai Lou Duyun didn't know when two more butterfly blades of a strange standard appeared in his palm, flipped over, and attacked Zhao Wu'an at an extremely tricky angle.

Zhao Wu'an suddenly turned over, and the left hand behind his back suddenly became imposing, and he was a powerful thunderbolt as soon as he made a move.

Clang!

After a touch, the slightly startled Dai Lou Duyun withdrew his hand and retreated, and Zhao Wu'an also fell to the ground.

Only for a moment, Zhao Wu'an touched the ground for breath, and the thunder sounded again.

The twilight clouds of Dailou are still floating in the air, but they are stepping on the clouds in the air, and the soles of the feet gather the flowing clouds, and another brilliant lotus flower is born.

Walking Lotus, is the secret stunt of southern Xinjiang, practice to the top of the eight layers, then each step on the ground will give birth to gorgeous lotus, nine layers can break the mountain and give birth to flowers, ten layers of treading water. And the eleventh floor of the twilight clouds of the building can step on the flowing clouds in the air, and suddenly give birth to lotus flowers.

The air flow dispersed, and Zhao Wu'an swung his sword to kill a string of lotus flowers that came from him, and handed another one more with his left hand.

In his left hand, he held a knife tightly, the blade of which was like amber and crystalline, and the hilt was scarlet like blood.

Pretty woman chop.

It was with this knife in his hand that Zhao Wu'an blocked the two butterfly blades of Dailou Duyun.

The moment he caught a glimpse of Zhao Wu'an's pulling out the beauty slash, Dai Lou Duyun's pupils shrank slightly.

The butterfly blade flipped and staggered into a cross, blocking the beauty from slashing at it. Then in an instant, it was dispersed into two pieces and slashed horizontally towards Zhao Wu'an.

Zhao Wu'an threw out the poppy with his hand, turned over with his strength, and let himself fall.

As soon as the poppy left her hand, she turned into a vast sword shadow again, blocking the sight of the clouds in the sky. He swung a pair of butterfly blades like flying flowers, breaking the countless sword shadows that lay in front of him, and slashing the poppies that came through the wind in one go.

The poppy lost her strength and flew over, and was pulled back into her hands by Zhao Wu'an's royal qi.

Zhao Wu'an landed. The clouds are still in the air, but they are about to lose ground and fall.

Thunder again!!

The third thunder roared from the top of the Dengyun Tower, and the big pit left by Zhao Wu'an's feet became deeper and deeper. His figure turned into a white shadow again, and he rushed towards the twilight clouds of Dailou who were still in the air.

This time, there was no third lotus flower to fight against Zhao Wu'an. Dailou Duyun has been paused in the air for a long time, Rao is he has reached the second-grade realm, but there is still a world of distance from the first-line great master, and it is impossible to gather qi and stop in the air all the time.

After receiving Zhao Wu'an's two swords, his own qi sea was already on the verge of exhaustion. If you don't breathe, I'm afraid that I won't be able to stop Zhao Wu'an's next knife.

And Zhao Wu'an didn't mean to stop, and a frightening white shadow once again killed Dailou Duyun.

The right holds the poppy beauty, the left holds the beauty slash, the swords are staggered, and the spirit is vertical and horizontal.

Bang!

The butterfly blade closed inward, blocking the beauty slash and poppy slash that Zhao Wu'an did with all his might.

Only this time, Zhao Wu'an has the absolute upper hand. He has landed twice, and the dantian still has some remaining energy, but Dailou Duyun has been forced to die.

The blade clings closely, creating brilliant fireworks. Looking at each other, Dai Lou Duyun's eyes were not flustered, but his serious and solemn look had already taken up most of the contemptuous eyes.

And Zhao Wu'an's eyes were unwavering from beginning to end.

or forcibly hide his emotions, or he has really reached the realm of no sorrow and no joy.

"Change your tactics. Zhao Wu'an said in a low voice.

In an instant, there was confusion, and the bright sword light cut out a clear Milky Way, interspersed with countless screaming sword shadows, and the mountains poured towards the twilight clouds of Dailou like a tsunami.

The sword roared and the sword groaned.

Rao is Dailou Duyun has danced the butterfly blade into a clear light and shadow, and it is a fact that the dantian is exhausted, and he can't resist the staggered slash between the beauty and the poppy, and his body is out of shape and falls. And Zhao Wuan pressed tightly and refused to back down.

Dai Lou Duyun smiled bitterly: "You are really, you will kill me at the risk of your life." ”

"But alas, I won't die so easily. ”

Dai Lou Duyun stared at Zhao Wu'an's eyes, trying to see a trace of waves in them. But maybe Zhao Wu'an hid too well and deeply, and from beginning to end, he didn't see anything.

"The smoke is out. ”

That year, in the Willow Leaf Villa, the fire invaded the sky, and the smoke and dust were filled.

Before many righteous people die, all they see is a withered butterfly, rising from the smoke and dust of the fire.

And the one who stepped on the butterfly was the twilight cloud of Dailou. He killed people and saved people, and in the battle between the two major martial arts giants in the Central Plains, Dailou Duyun and Dongfang Lianmo, he skillfully laid out a game.

For the sake of this bureau, he can't die here either.

Therefore, the building twilight opened his mouth to summon the smoke and dust.

In an instant, Dai Lou Duyun's body seemed to disappear, turning into smoke and shrinking into the purple robe. And the whole robe was dented in an instant, and purple smoke continued to spit out from the neckline and cuffs.

The two butterfly blades lost their support and fell to the ground from mid-air, and Zhao Wu'an was caught off guard and engulfed in smoke.

In the dense smoke, he couldn't see the position of the ground, so he could only step on the air and strengthen his strength to prevent him from falling and hurting himself.

And in all directions, countless colorful winged butterflies suddenly poured out, clustering him, extending from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and the colorful wings instantly engulfed him.

There seemed to be too many butterflies flying, and Zhao Wu'an was wrapped tightly, and even breathing became difficult. He clenched his hands and tried to swing his sword and sword, but found that he couldn't swing the butterflies at all.

The form suddenly changed scene after scene, Zhao Wuan was unprepared, and then fell heavily to the ground. For some reason, the hands lost their strength, and the poppy and the beautiful woman suddenly slipped out of their hands when they fell to the ground, and they didn't know where they went.

"I don't need to poison you, because ordinary poison can't kill you at all. ”

In the distance, he heard the voice of the tower.

"But this colorful butterfly illusion is not poisonous. In other words, it is not an ordinary poison, this poison is deeply rooted in everyone's heart, and once it is triggered, it is vast and unstoppable. You're not bad, I've been staring at your eyes for a long time before I know where the Gu should be. ”

Zhao Wuxin tightened.

There is no doubt that Dailou Duyun has played a trick on him. But why did he say that poison is deeply rooted in everyone's hearts? What did Dai Lou Duyun see, so he fell on him?!

"Zhao Wu'an, don't struggle anymore, you are not Jialan Anxulie at all, why bear his pain. "On behalf of the building, Duyun Liang said.

Zhao Wu'an, who was tightly wrapped by countless butterflies to the point of almost suffocation, was stunned at first when he heard this, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly. With a grin, several butterflies got into it, and the pollen went deep into his throat, almost making him retch.

So you're talking about it.

Then you're wrong, Dai Lou Duyun.

I bear not only his pain, but also his hope. Even if it's disgusting, it's mine. If others want it, I will not obey it.

Because years ago, that was all I had except the sword case on my back.

In the darkness, the Roselle sword case slowly glowed. The dark red sword box is reminiscent of the sunset, but at this moment, under the red paint, there is a faint flash of golden light.

The teachings of Aunt Lin over the years echoed in my ears.

"When one breath enters the vein, it is shared by hundreds of limbs. You need to first pass through the eight veins of this strange meridian, and then integrate the sword intent into it to reach the outside. ”

"In the whole world, everyone has a way, ten thousand people are ten thousand ways, there is nothing good or bad, you just need to use the sword to cut, you don't have to doubt what way you should follow. ”

"Shiniang won't hide it from you. Among these seven swords, the last thing I want is for you to pick up this Luo Shen Fu. ”

Luo Shen endows the sword with a meaning name: "Dust." ”

It is about Luo Jianqi's insistence on going his own way, and he brazenly went to make leaves in order to save his wife and daughter, which caused dust in Kyushu.

Although it is an unsettling atmosphere for the four seas, when I think about it, it is like a rainbow.

Zhao Wu'an slowly opened his eyes.

The tide of the four seas is born.

Luo Shen's sword intent, like a blade, broke open on the top of the Dengyun Tower.