[bookid=3271478,bookname="Feather does not ascend to the immortal"] a wonderful classical fairy

Besides, in Feiyun Villa that night, when those disciples attacked together, Tian Shaoxuan could only let go of Zheng Songzhao, his arm was tilted and lowered, and the bamboo flute appeared, and he quickly stretched his body to meet it.

Liu Yanting and Bolin each stood aside, opened their eyes and watched, waiting for Tian Shaoxuan to be captured alive, but it was really not possible, and then they were executed on the spot.

The sand and dust were flying, the sword qi was everywhere, and the wisps of boiling smoke were boiling in all directions, drifting into the air.

The flow of people went hand in hand, constantly besieging Tianshaoxuan, and in the blink of an eye, a large number of murders were approaching, and Zheng Songzhao was worried.

He even tried to use his internal strength, wanting to break through the sealed entrance and help Tian Shaoxuan, but he tried many times without success, not only that, when those little disciples attacked him, they still needed Tian Shaoxuan's help.

The sword swung the sword, everywhere he went, the entire mountain villa was filled with layers of murderous aura, and the sword light shrouded Tian Shaoxuan in the circle, and under the dark night, I saw his robe bulging, and the wind was swinging.

That Zheng Songzhao was dragged left and right by him to dodge, and the sharp blade of the sword slashed dangerously along his body, which can be described as three times trapped and seven times in danger.

Zheng Songzhao was completely unconscious at this time, and his mind was empty.

Tian Shaoxuan held the flute, caught the figure when he saw it, knocked left and right, left and right, and because someone was fighting, there was no chance to jump off the wall to escape.

There were more and more opponents, and in a hurry, several sword rays suddenly slashed out diagonally towards Tian Shaoxuan's side, and as soon as Tian Shaoxuan's hand was released, he made way for Zheng Songzhao to make this move, and the sword light passed through the gap between the two and forced them away.

This time he could not tolerate his hesitation, and hurriedly split up to catch the shadow, shuttling in it, the flute was like a thunderbolt, and the people flew like swimming fish, only to hear the sound of repeated impacts in the courtyard, bang, and a few times, those disciples retreated one by one, lest they be injured by his sword qi, Rao is so, and his arms and wrists are numb, and his hands are not strong.

When they stood still, Tian Shaoxuan took the opportunity to bully them again, and did not let go of such an opportunity, in fact, Tian Shaoxuan aimed to deter them and break out of a bloody way to escape, even if it was to send Zheng Songzhao out of the wall.

These people resisted stubbornly, they didn't have stage fright, and they guarded the retreat to death, it was Tian Shaoxuan who exerted his strength, but he didn't show his hot hands, so after these people fell to the ground, they just fell in pain, and they didn't shed blood or tears at all.

Zheng Songzhao watched for a while, and understood in his heart that this kid was gentle and kind, and his strength was not too much or less, and he only stunned these little disciples.

Liu Yanting was also a little shocked, but he was even more anxious, if these two people escaped, where would his prestige be? All along, the reputation he had worked so hard to win would be ruined! He waved his hand and kept shouting in his mouth, asking his disciples to rush and kill.

The true qi on Tian Shaoxuan's flute was scattered, and he poked and barked again and again, and sometimes turned his palm and slapped it outward, and suddenly heard a few explosions, and the people in front of him were knocked down again.

On this day, Shao Xuan has been deeply inherited from the Tianyi Sword since he was a child, and his martial arts are not weak, but he is an extremely plain person, if it were not for the critical moment at this moment, it would be difficult for outsiders to know the depth of his martial arts, and it could be regarded as deeply hidden.

He is gentle by nature, and he has never really killed anyone, so the person who was knocked down by him this time was just fainting compared to before, but this can only last for a moment and a half, for a disciple like Feiyun Villa who is not deep, a Tian Shaoxuan is not enough to be afraid at all.

Just think about them, they have followed Liu Yanting for many years, and the upbringing they have received has long been extraordinary, seeing them fall to the ground, they are not frightened, but their confidence has doubled, and they feel that Tian Shaoxuan is not very scary, not to mention that Liu Yanting has more and more helpers?

These people saw that the opponent did not hurt people, and they worked harder, and under the order of the owner, they did not dare to slack off, and at this moment they were convinced of one sentence: many people are not afraid of not being able to kill Tian Shaoxuan.

Liu Yanting had already made arrangements, and tonight he dispatched the disciples of the whole village, and the flow of people came like a tide, surrounding the corridor and pavilion on the third floor and the outer three floors.

Once Zheng Songzhao escapes, he will inevitably destroy Liu Yanting's position in the rivers and lakes, and knowing that Tian Shaoxuan is the son of Tianyi Sword, Liu Yanting will not show mercy to his subordinates, if he lets go of Tian Shaoxuan, he will definitely leak the news, but not only will he not get the Feiyun Sword Spectrum, but he will make Feiyun Villa notorious, and he will offend Huashan of the Martial Arts Holy Sect because of this, which is undoubtedly a dead end for him.

There were countless disciples in front of him, Tian Shaoxuan had to take a few steps back slowly, thinking about countermeasures, and thought: This is not a way, as long as you don't kill people, after a while, these people will wake up and continue to fight, the longer it drags on, the worse the situation will be.

He frowned, began to worry, secretly wondering how to get out, and took the time to look outside.

Seeing that it was difficult to win for a long time, Bolin suddenly glanced at a disciple beside him, and the man understood, raised his sword, and stepped to Zheng Songzhao.

Zheng Songzhao knew that his junior brother had been planning for twenty years, and now he couldn't get the Feiyun Sword Spectrum, and he had already exhausted the killing machine, and wanted to put him to death, after all, he was a person who practiced martial arts, although he couldn't use martial arts at the moment, he could barely cope with the sword moves, as long as it didn't last long.

He flashed right on his upper body, and the man sharpened his blade and split the air, but he was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that he should not miss it, for fear of the owner of the village, he stepped forward again, and then split Zheng Songzhao's right shoulder, castrating vigorously, bringing a buzzing wind.

Zheng Songzhao then flashed left, letting him sharpen his blade and go into the air, and suddenly grabbed the blade of the sword with his bare hands, startling the man.

He had no internal force to protect his body, he was a flesh and blood body, so he could only rely on brute force to hold the blade tightly, and in an instant, his palm was bright red, and a piece of blood overflowed from the gap.

Zheng Songzhao seemed to have forgotten the pain, and shouted loudly, with a terrifying momentum, and pressed forward step by step, but he forced that person helplessly.

The man was slightly stunned, he really didn't want such an old man to behave like this, and he couldn't get rid of it even if he took a few steps back, and he didn't pay attention, Zheng Songzhao flicked the cold sword in his hand and stumbled him, but fortunately he didn't fall down, otherwise the owner of the village might not be able to blame him?

He stood firm, although he had compassion and didn't want to hurt Zheng Songzhao, but after all, he was afraid of things, and he was hesitating whether to cut Zheng Songzhao with a sword, and suddenly saw Zheng Songzhao like a god mansion resurrected, with a stubborn attitude, striding towards him, his face turned red in the dark night, showing a dark and terrifying light.

Zheng Songzhao's eyes were wide, unkempt, and he looked dirty and sloppy, but his eyes were raging and angry, and lightning shot on his face.

Perhaps too surprised, the young man actually stumbled and fell on the flower bed in the face of Zheng Songzhao's advance.

Seeing this, Zheng Songzhao showed contempt, raised his head and laughed, and no longer bullied him, retreated, turned up his bloody palm, and shouted in a steep voice: "Bixin!" must have been when he was mad, thinking of his wife, and was encouraged.

When Liu Yanting heard him mention the name of 'Shen Bixin', he was angry, picked up his palm, took the young man by the flower bed to him, and slapped it on the Tianling cover.

The little disciple's brain suddenly burst out, and it seemed to be a paralyzed soft mud, and when Liu Yanting's palm was released, he fell to the ground on his stomach.

Liu Yanting was very cold, and he didn't look left and right, but he glared at Zheng Songzhao, and said meaningfully: "Useless things, it's not a pity to die, give them to me!"

The disciples were all trembling, no one dared to make a mistake, and if there was a slight mistake, the fate of the same sect just now would be repeated.

Tian Shaoxuan didn't expect Liu Yanting to be so ruthless, looked at Liu Yanting, and said in surprise: "The owner is so ruthless!"

Liu Yanting stroked his beard and said slowly: "Tonight, no one can run!" and asked the disciples to catch Tian Shaoxuan.

Tian Shaoxuan shuttled back and forth in the encirclement of figures, made a false move, flew straight up, reached a certain height, his head and feet, suddenly hung upside down, and pounced down.

In an instant, a breathtaking scene appeared, only to see a burst of energy overflowing from the flute hole, and the figure flew away, like an iron tree blooming, constantly blooming in all directions, fierce and domineering, as fast as lightning, and the swords in the hands of a group of people were all knocked down.

Tian Shaoxuan seized the opportunity and stepped forward to hit their Baihui, Shangxing, Dangyang, Qucha and other acupoints.

Liu Yanting originally thought that he was the turtle in the urn, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded at this time, he has always longed for the superb and exquisite swordsmanship realm, not a mediocre person who doesn't know the treasure, even if he is proud, he will inevitably be amazed by this swordsmanship, and said loudly: "What a move" flying a sword 'Flying Sword ', the old man is fortunate to know Huashan Peerless Learning, it is really eye-opening!"

Tian Shaoxuan turned over and fell to the ground, glanced around, and saw that there were dozens of people who couldn't pick it up, and couldn't help but say nothing.

Then, he started to Zheng Songzhao's side, Zheng Songzhao saw that he had outstanding appearance and strong endurance, happy and worried, and said secretly: He is really worthy of being the descendant of Brother Yijian, with his father's extraordinary demeanor, 'Flying Sword' makes it clever and wonderful.

That move should have been more powerful, but in Tian Shaoxuan's hands, he didn't see ten successes, but it seemed to be ten successes, not killing a person, just making people faint, and it was also comforting Zheng Songzhao, but he thought that now that he was under siege, relying on Tian Shaoxuan alone, only the wheel battle would be consumed, and Tian Shaoxuan would have a time when he couldn't bear it sooner or later.

That Liu Fanghua lurked in the dark, watched for a while, and there was a trace of emotion in her heart, thinking that she grew up in the villa since she was a child, and the people she saw were either as timid as a mouse, or domineering, even she herself was no exception, how could Tian Shaoxuan be like this, and he would break into the tiger's den in Longtan alone? Seeing this, he couldn't help but murmur: If he lived, how good it would be to remember me more!

The fighting in the courtyard stopped for a while, and everyone had their own ghosts.

Zheng Songzhao faced Tian Shaoxuan and said in a low voice: "Shaoxuan, be careful!"

Tian Shaoxuan nodded solemnly at him.

At this moment, Bo Lin drew his sword slightly, swept his body high, and slashed towards the sky Shaoxuan.

Tian Shaoxuan responded with a flute, and the bronze and bamboo flutes collided in the air, stirring up circles of air waves.

Both of them were in mid-air, sometimes stepping on the ground to borrow strength, sometimes going to the room, their bodies flickering left and right, weapons colliding and dividing, and then passing by, the sound of collision was endless, and it was very shocking.

The two of them clearly knew that if they were not careful, they would die here, so each move had the power of a thousand catties, Bolin's sword qi was sharp, and the move was fatal, Tianshaoxuan's true qi was poured into the bamboo flute, and every move was made, most of Bolin's sword qi would be dissolved, so as not to hurt the innocent.

During the fight, the two went up to the four-corner pavilion again, and in a short time, they had already passed more than 200 moves.

Tian Shaoxuan fought for too long, and he really collapsed, but Bolin didn't give up, and he didn't dare to leak the bottom, so he only fought desperately.

Bolin didn't intend to let him go, he paused his body, the bronze sword stretched forward, to sharpen the bamboo flute, but Bolin just took the opportunity to make trouble, and the back move was behind, the real purpose was not to discount the weapon, just to stumble Tian Shaoxuan, in this or, the body moved forward, looked at the empty door of Tian Shaoxuan, raised his left palm, and patted it.

Tian Shaoxuan's strength was lacking, so naturally he couldn't be hit by him, and he had to barely support it, so he didn't look at it at the moment and raised his hands to greet him.

The two of them touched each other, and the wind howled.

Bolin has retained his strength for a long time, and he is not afraid of competing for internal strength at all, and even a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Tian Shaoxuan didn't care about looking at it, snorted, and forcibly pushed through this true qi.

Bolin didn't know if he could stand it, and felt that his arm was numb, so he saw that he was good and retreated.

The two landed one after another, but before Tian Shaoxuan could stand firmly, Liu Yanting rushed over again.

Zheng Songzhao saw that the situation was not good, and changed color miserably, and shouted: "Be careful, child!"

Looking at Liu Yanting again, the murderous aura in his eyes was thick, and his cold eyes were shrouded in a layer of cold aura under this night.

Tian Shaoxuan reluctantly fought against him again, and kept mentioning the true qi that remained in his body.

The strength overflowed out of the body over and over again, and he collided with the other party again and again, Tian Shaoxuan's demeanor was no longer as calm as before, due to too much consumption, the pain in his body at this moment was as painful as turning over the river and the sea.

Liu Yanting seemed to see that something was wrong, smiled proudly, and looked even more gloomy, suddenly lifted a breath of air, his body shook, and the sword hanging on his waist was unsheathed.

The sword came out, the voice broke through the air, Liu Yanting hurriedly took it in his hand, twisted his body and changed his position, and slashed out a sword towards the sky, and the huge sword qi was chilling.

Tian Shaoxuan insisted on catching up with this move, Liu Yanting failed in one move, and changed to another move, the moves were endless, his swordsmanship was soft and powerful, magnificent, and the murderous spirit was undiminished.

Tian Shaoxuan was once again forced out of the Huashan Sword Technique.

Thinking that the seven swords of Huashan are famous all over the world, the swordsmanship created has been based on the rivers and lakes for a long time, Tianshaoxuan has always used the flute as a sharp weapon, and the Huashan swordsmanship does not have the sword to make it proficient, of course, he rarely walks around the rivers and lakes, and has no opportunity to show his strengths.

Now it was a great opportunity, how could he consume his true qi to transition, he knew that he couldn't fight for a long time, and he was still ugly when he came, but now it is the beginning of the morning, and the night is about to pass.

With the strength of his hand, with the help of the flute, he shook Liu Yanting's sword away, turned over on the spot, turned to the side, and hit Liu Yanting with lightning speed.

Liu Yanting is cunning and suspicious by nature, he doesn't want to suffer losses, and when he suffers losses, he suspects the intentions of others, and only thinks that his life is more important than everything, and suddenly sees Tian Shaoxuan so powerful, and secretly wonders if it will be an illusion just now, how could Tian Shaoxuan suddenly change so much, it is possible that Tian Shaoxuan's strength has not been fully exerted.

The thought turned, he had already taken a few steps back, the reason why he didn't make a move before was just to see what extent Tian Shaoxuan's strength had reached, and besides, according to Bolin's description before, the kid who got along with Zheng Mingfei had extraordinary martial arts.

Liu Yanting also made a judgment because of this, this person will definitely come to rescue his senior brother, so he laid a net of heaven and earth, and at first glance, he had some scruples about hearing the descendants of the sword in the sky.

However, Liu Yanting is convinced of an ancient adage: no matter how powerful a person is, as long as it lasts for a long time, there will always be a time to be tired.

He didn't believe that he couldn't subdue this kid, he was besieged by his disciples, and Bolin's temptation was nothing more than consuming Tian Shaoxuan's physical strength.

Liu Yanting received a palm from Tian Shaoxuan, and suffered a secret loss on top of swordsmanship, and was forced to retreat by Tian Shaoxuan, one accidentally, his body was scratched, and he hurriedly found a suitable gap, hurriedly withdrew, and retreated outside the circle.

Seeing him retreating, Tian Shaoxuan turned his head and flew over, dragging Zheng Songzhao out of the courtyard wall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Liu Yanting knew that he was fooled, and he really regretted not falling.

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