Chapter Seventy-Five: The Sword Refers to the Real Man

The envoy suddenly heard the loud explosion of his ears, first his eyes were full of astonishment, and then he was instantly ecstatic, and he could no longer care about the pain in his fingers, and his eyes burned with arrogant fireworks. He reflexively stretched out his other hand and shouted heartbreakingly outside the main hall, "Real people... Reality... Help me!"

Nalan Zhifeng did not put his thin fingers in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the door of the main hall, the strong wind blew his sideburns, and in an instant, he used the inch fingers that were caught, and the whole person of the envoy was completely thrown towards the source of the sound.

The envoy never imagined that Nalan would dare to be so rude to him, and he felt that the skeleton in his body could not keep up with the skin bag at all, and the two were about to pull each other apart.

"Hmph! The Lord of Nalan Valley is not small. With a sound of dissatisfaction, the frightened person felt like a pair of palms on his back, slowing down the speed as lightly as cotton. When he reacted again, the hairs under his ears touched the faint breath.

"Really... Reality. The envoy was overjoyed, eager to save Yu Xuanzi's thighs and wept bitterly, "You can do it for me... No, it's to seek justice for the imperial court!"

"Yuzhen's ear wind is really sensitive, and it is so tight. As soon as the kid said no, you came out to fight. Nalan said lightly, but it was not difficult to hear that he meant something else about the uninvited guest.

Yu Xuanzi didn't say anything dumb, and said bluntly: "Poor Dao is not afraid that the lord of Nalan Valley will bully people by himself, and in case of anger, the life of the court official is very valuable." Today, in addition to the poor road secretly helping, there are already 10,000 people and horses behind to prevent Wanhua Valley from disobeying the order and accidentally making a rebellious act. ”

The hands behind the blind sword interlocking were secretly clenched, but his face was still calm: Yu Xuanzi led the troops to surround the medicine valley, I am afraid that he had already planned it from the day the messenger set off to enter the valley for negotiations, it seems that the old Tao will not give up on the medicinal materials on the medicine list, and even obsessed to the point that he will not leave a way out for Wanhua Valley at all.

The real person of Gangzhiguan confronted Nalan at this time, and he tried to find out the subtle emotions on the other party's face, but the result made him lose and jealous. Yu Xuanzi knows his own Taoism: now he has broken away from the five elements of ordinary people and stepped into the mysterious realm of yin and yang. For Nalan Folding, its strength should be almost the same as that gangster, and it can completely make the blind sword have no power to resist between bullets and commands.

Ke Nalan's characterization made him jealous, as a cultivator, he should pay attention to the heart like stopping water, go with the flow, and believe in the law and the world. But since Yu Xuanzi entered the bottleneck to no avail, the moment he tried every means to seize the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, he knew that he had violated the rules of cultivation, and such a weak concentration would definitely become an obstacle to the demons in the Dao Brigade.

And the person standing in front of him right now must be aware of the disparity in strength between the two, and they can still be immobile about life and death, which makes him think that he is a half-immortal real person calmly?

Yu Xuanzi understands that maybe now that he is going home, he can go to the next level for qualitative exercises. It's just that until the end, the pain of standing still for many years urged the obsession of snatching the medicine and alchemy to completely control the brain—it was necessary to make Wanhua Valley hand over those spirit grasses!

"Since the Lord of Nalan Valley doesn't know it and disobeys the holy will of the Son of Heaven, the poor Dao will cut it first and then play it to deter the dragon!" After playing the most righteous words, Yu Xuanzi pushed away the envoy who was in the way, and no longer gave the blind sword any chance, and the yin and yang Xuan Qi in the air suddenly disordered, just like the previous trick of abolishing the white falling phoenix veins, and took people's lives first.

In the hall, within a few short steps between the two of them, the marble-paved ground actually cracked and shrank at a visible speed, and the blind sword pulled out the falling snow between the lightning and flint while dodging to the side, and the jade Xuanzi Dao Qi rushed across and hit the gilded steps along the edge.

In the mortal fetus of the envoy's naked eye, the thumb-thick gold border turned into useless muddy water, and Nalan Zhifeng, who avoided the danger, was secretly ashamed: if it weren't for the Dao Qi of Yu Xuanzi affecting the balance of the five elements in the ordinary environment and making the attack route traceable, he would have rotted into a waste in the old Dao's gestures.

"I didn't expect the Nalan Valley Lord to have such a bright vision. Yu Xuanzi took a small step to the side, the cold wind drawn by the falling snow broke through the door post, and in an instant the entire door panel was covered by a thin layer of ice, and the orange sun outside the valley emitted a colorful short rainbow through the uneven crystals, shining dazzlingly.

"Yu Xuanzi's real methods are also old and spicy enough. As soon as the blind sword shook off the snow, the ice particles on the sword's body shook off with it, "It seems that the real person has not been able to cultivate immortals for many years, and the method of helping people to achieve bliss has improved a lot." ”

Yu Xuanzi was touched by the sore place, the eagle eyes were sharp, and the yang energy of the dry people surged out, although it was not as pure as the strong Buddha qi in the Wuxiang Temple, but it was enough to make the official master hiding behind the sandalwood chair dry mouth, comparable to the split eyes and looking directly at the three-legged golden crow.

"What about the biting cold, see if the poor road doesn't melt it away!" The Taoist is bound to win, and the dazzling yang qi in his hands is immense, and the place where he passes is actually harmful to the roof beams and high pillars on both sides of the aisle.

Nalan felt the burning pain getting closer and closer, and the blade cut the palm of Yu Xuanzi mercilessly, but the frost that he had always been proud of had not yet had time to take shape, and the atomized and turned into hot water droplets splashing everywhere, and Nalan Fengfeng, who was blind for many years, suddenly seemed to see a faint light in the distance under his eyelids.

Regardless of the blisters on his face, the figure of the blind sword suddenly stagnated, and then slid backwards like a slip over the ice, but the hand holding the sword subtly turned the handle slightly, and the sharp sword that was straight at first bent abruptly, like a tornado, and used the light sword body to unload the terrifying power of Yu Xuanzi's right hand, but the tip of the sword turned and stabbed at the opponent's left shoulder.

The Taoist didn't expect that Luo Xue actually had the characteristics of a belt sword, and when he reacted, he had already avoided it, and in a panic, he hurriedly increased the strength of his palm, intending to let the Haoran Yang Qi accumulated in his hand ingest into Nalan's body faster, and even if he slightly injured one shoulder, he could lose a sheep and a cow.

With his lightning-fast thoughts, Yu Xuanzi collided with the blind sword without any concern!

The next moment, there was no pain in the left shoulder...

The victorious old Dao was horrified to find that the weak belt sword actually twisted into a hemp rope state because it touched his shoulder, and it was smoothly bent and rerouted again!

That sword swept through the wind to the lower throat fiercely!

The powerful palm was hard to retract, and every moment it advanced pushed the tip of the sword closer to the point.

Heart-rending screams reverberated through the hall with bursts of blood.

Yu Xuanzi's body flashed past Nalan Folding Wind, and finally stopped facing away from the blind sword.

I saw the Taoist covering his side face, the blood stained half of his head, and he slowly turned around and stared at the valley lord of the flower valley with resentment.

Nalan is still spotless, and it seems that the game of killing has never happened. He Shi Shiran lifted the falling snow and wiped the stains on the sword with his bright sleeve robe.

Lao Dao had palpitations, if it weren't for the fact that he was trying his best to move half a point against the falling snow when he was on the line of life and death, he was definitely not missing a cheeky appearance standing here.

"The real person's face is really thick, and the kid was almost so hindered that he shook off the handle of the sword. Nalan Fengya said with a smile, the snow falling from the sleeve robe and the clean tip of the sword swayed a few inches in a bewitching posture, so fast that it was difficult to capture the afterimage.

Not far away, the silent envoy only felt that in the dead and silent space in front of him, only the sound of the sword in the hand of the blind sword was left!