Shu was stunned and didn't dare to move, this water sword just shot over her head, disrupting her green silk, the purple scarf used to stabilize her hair fell into the mud, and a deep coat wrapped in a delicate body flew forward together.
The water sword presented a subtle line, but it was wrapped in an amazing sword aura, and the rumbling sound in Shu Xi's ears was endless for a long time.
The pale face of Shu Xi did not use a sword, but he was so shocked, Lu Qiantang, who had studied kendo for thirty years, opened his mouth slightly, the superior sword has always been a sword, not a swordsmanship, and the sword intent is strong and weak and the size of the sword qi is not directly related, the old man on the carriage is really like the first tide of the Guangling River in his hometown, every year in August 18 tide is spectacular in the world, Lu Qiantang is in the Guangling River is the most suitable for appreciating the "100,000 military voice in the middle of the night tide" near the Haiyan Pavilion set up a thatched hut, watching the tide practice sword for several years, this is the current heavy sword ability.
Lu Qiantang looked at the carriage, the figure of the old man in sheepskin Qiu was blurred, and he muttered a little in his heart, the six guards in the arsenal had never heard of a kendo master with such a king of sword intent, Lu Qiantang pondered and pondered, but still did not dare to take it lightly, and stared at the red-armored man who fell to the ground with Yang Qingfeng, Lu Qiantang found that the hands of this weak middle-aged man who could not afford to look down on his hands were oozing blood, and the back of his hand was painted with blood, and the heavy rain could not wash it away, as for the dragon and tiger heavenly master talisman or the Maoshan exorcism spell, Lu Qiantang was not good at this way, and could not be sure.
That Yang Qingfeng squatted on the ground, the ten fingers of his hands were embedded in the mud, and the mud suddenly rolled up, and what was even more surprising was that more than a dozen silver-white mole crickets broke out of Yang Qingfeng's dry arm flesh.
Xu Fengnian frowned and asked, "This water armor is dead."
The old man with a rune in a bun on his head took the oil-paper umbrella from the blue bird's hand and sneered: "It's not easy to talk about, although these five talismans are much worse than the yellow and purple armor that Ye Hongting had in his body back then, how can there be a reason to die with a casual finger, Ye Hongting used the King Kong Realm to fight people against enemies, and he has always been entangled and tired to death for a few days and nights, unless he peels off the armor and skin like Han Shengxuan, no matter how seriously injured and killed, Ye Hongting is not painful, and condensing the yellow and purple qi luck into a nail is a great creation and transformation supernatural power."
At the moment, since the red armor was created according to the five elements, and the five elements of the talisman gathered the red armor, it was the beginning of the show, since the old man had made a move, he didn't mind sending the Buddha to the west, no matter how difficult it was, it was still not as disgusting as Ye Hongting back then. ” "Found it."
The old man looked due east.
The bluebird shot out.
"Since you are hiding and refusing to come out, the old man will break the armor first, and see if you still have this patience.
The five elements are short of water, and then it depends on how you do your best at water milling.
The old man just stepped out, then held an umbrella and swept over the top of Shu Xi's head, stepped down, and stepped on the chest of the Fu general Shui Jia, who was about to get up, it was the direction where a hole was blown out by the water beads string sword, Lu Qiantang's Chixia Sword and Yang Qingfeng's carefully arranged spirit cultivation and exorcism techniques were all stirred and shocked by the old man's hand, saying that he was quite unreasonable was light, but Lu Qiantang and Yang Qingfeng did not show the slightest resentment , just a retracement of the momentum.
The old man holding the umbrella was still a kick after a foot, and stepped on the head of the water armor into the muddy pit, which was not enough, he instantly put away the umbrella and made a sword with the umbrella, this time, compared to the water droplets connected into a green dragon water sword, the sword intent was more endless, the heavy rain was wrapped by this umbrella, forming a huge rain tornado around the old man, and the old man with the umbrella as a sword whispered silently: "A sword immortal kneels." ” I saw an umbrella and a tornado stabbing into the head of the Shui Jia like a tornado, and the downpour on the trail suddenly stopped, and the raindrops did not fall but rebounded upward, as if someone had rebelled against the way of heaven with manpower, and it was forcibly blocked.
Snap softly.
The old man reopened the oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly back to the carriage.
The blue bird returned lightly, shook his head, and said, "The enemy has retreated." ” Xu Fengnian, who was sitting on the horse, still closed his eyes and stared, this should be a sword that can only be used by land immortals If you learn the sword early, and then see the two swords today, you will definitely fall into the psychological shadow, lingering, although there is a gap between the sword heart and sword qi for the time being, but I am afraid that there will be no courage and confidence to lift the sword again.
Sword competition, if you say the number of first-class masters, the two are not equal, but if you say that the top handful of people, a single person to fight against each other, but it is the grandmaster of the sword to stabilize the knife method, especially the immortals who have been praised as the sword god in the past dynasties, which one is not almost the top of the martial arts master Li Chungang is an invincible hand in the world of Trojan horses, and the first person in this generation of kendo Deng Tai'a is even more a peach blossom and no one dares to fight with him, Cao Guanzi is so arrogant and domineering, and he also claims to be worthy of being above the eight people, is only ashamed to follow Mrs.
Deng.
These words drew a chasm between Wang Xianzhi and Deng Tai'a and the rest of the eight masters, including Cao Guanzi, how Wang Xianzhi is, the people in the rivers and lakes have long been regarded as Tiange fairyland characters, but it is just a strange thing that happens once in five hundred years, but Deng Tai'a is different, after all, he has some popularity, the Peach Blossom Sword God, that is, there are people in the palace who are thinking about this legend.
Xu Fengnian asked in a low voice: "The water armor is dead, and the people behind the curtain have retreated."
The old man played with a sword in both hands, and he was angry, ignoring His Royal Highness the Prince, just smiled and looked at Jiang Ni, who actually didn't see anything clearly, and asked, "Little girl, the old man still has some Yu Yong?"
Jiang Ni just vaguely saw the heavy rain tornado that came out of nowhere, but it was a little far away, plus the layman only knew how to watch the excitement, and the shock level was far less than that of Lu Qiantang Shu and a few people, not to mention that she had seen the people of the world At the beginning, the white fox's face and double knife tornado were much better-looking, the knife was good-looking, and the people were more beautiful, so the old sword god probably couldn't escape the result of throwing flattery to the blind man this time, seeing the little girl's ignorant and mediocre confused appearance, Li Chungang laughed, reached out and touched the rune, and was in a good mood, The Trojan horse cow has not broken those years, and the sound of sycophants and the sound of cold air is really tired of listening to it, and it is not as comfortable as the little girl.
The old man handed the oil-paper umbrella back to the blue bird, and when he got into the carriage, he said casually: "Probably the other side doesn't want to tear his face with your kid, and is willing to leave a water armor, if you move quickly, you can also see some of the mysteries of this talisman in the red armor, if the puppet in the armor is exhausted, the ghost drawing talisman on the red armor will be gone." ” Xu Fengnian's expression was complicated, he hesitated, bowed to the old man, and rode his horse to the place where the wooden armor was fatally killed by the umbrella sword.
Waving his hand to drive away Lu Qiantang and Yang Qingfeng, His Royal Highness the Prince squatted in front of the Fu General Red Armor, and the head armor had been shattered by a sword, but the text patterns engraved on the red armor were exquisite, and what Xu Fengnian was most proud of was naturally not only a fledgling sword technique, but a memory.
The red armor man is engraved with Taoist Sanqing talismans and Buddhist Sanskrit mantras, Xu Fengnian can understand half of them, thanks to following the princess to believe in Buddhism, and in his early years, he often listened to Wei Shuyang tell about the grievances of the three sects of Taoism.
Shu was bold and wanted to cover His Royal Highness the Prince who was splashed by the rain, but Xu Fengnian, who was facing the red-armored man, said coldly: "Get out" Shu's face froze.
The big sword Lu Qiantang twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.
Yang Qingfeng walked to an appropriate distance, not far from His Royal Highness the Prince and the Fu General Hongjia, and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness, the villain knows a little about some Fu Gong organs, can you take a closer look?"
Xu Fengnian didn't raise his head, but asked bluntly: "Can you save more time for the soul qi machine?"
Yang Qingfeng bowed slightly, and said confidently: "Yes." ” "Don't let me down."
Xu Fengnian took out the Spring Thunder Knife, picked up one of the arms of the red armor man, and looked at every detail of the red armor on the arm, his chest was blown open by the old man's fingers, most of which were already indistinguishable, but his hands and feet were intact.
After Yang Qingfeng squatted down cautiously, he smiled bitterly after being surprised: "Your Royal Highness, it seems that this Jiaren has long been a dead person. ” Xu Fengnian's movements on the corpse were smooth, and he was not frightened by the fact that Yang Qingfeng was broken, and frowned: "It seems" Yang Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a deep voice: "It's for sure." ” Xu Fengnian didn't dwell on this issue and asked, "What clues do you see?"
Yang Qingfeng stared at the red armor man, and said slowly: "Sure enough, most of it is from the handwriting of the Heavenly Master Dao Great Qi Refiner of Longhu Mountain, the so-called water is not deep and there is a dragon and a spirit, the difference between the two factions of this Heavenly Master Dao Fu and Ge Soap Mountain is here, Longhu Mountain never cares whether the Fu is in a positive shape or not, only seeks to penetrate in one breath, and if there is qi, it is spiritual."
His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, look at the ancient seal of the arm and make the cloud pattern pine, is the most famous cloud seal of Longhu Mountain, one over and over again, as many as seven, but unfortunately it is not the eightfold purple cloud seal that takes care of the underworld, as for the most difficult nine-fold heavenly book, it only exists in the annals of Longhu Mountain, and there is no real trace.
This piece of nine-square grid talisman, but there is a difference, it is from the Lingbao Mountain Movement Sutra of Gesoap Mountain, and the difference can also be seen in the movement of the Qi Refiner.
As for the image of Tianzun on the left leg, it is a clear and unmistakable Maoshan superior talisman, which has a good shape and meaning, and is only one line away from the immortal product.
As for those Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit, the villain does not dare to assert them.
But the villain thinks that there are always clues of the Heavenly Machine Building of the Yin School Palace. ” Xu Fengnian knocked on the armor with the spring thunder, his voice was crisp, he stabbed it with the tip of the knife, and there was no trace, and asked: "What is the texture of this red armor?"
Yang Qingfeng shook his head and said, "I don't know the villain, it's the first time I've seen it." ” The corpse in the red armor gradually turned into ashes, and then was beaten into the mud by the raindrops, and the knowledge of the armor really faded as the old man said, and finally only a mutilated armor remained.
Xu Fengnian got up and took back the Spring Thunder Knife, just behind him Wei Shuyang and the halberd Ning Emei turned over and dismounted, Xu Fengnian found that Ning Emei's hand holding the divination halberd was constantly bleeding, and there were only a few short halberds left in the backpack behind him, the martial arts general knelt heavily in the mud with both knees, and said loudly with red eyes: "The last general is incompetent, and the Fengzi battalion has more than forty dead and wounded, and they can't keep the red-armored man, just cut off an arm, Ning Emei only begged His Royal Highness the Prince to give the last general thirty light horses, and go to chase and kill If you can't take the assassin, Ning Emei raised his head to see."
Xu Fengnian said in surprise: "General Ning cut off one of the arms of the armor man" On the side, Wei Shuyang nodded lightly.
It was really a bloody battle, although the Fengzi battalion was a light horse, facing the unfathomable Fu general Red Armor Man, but no one was afraid of death or injury, especially the battle formation that had been polished for many years, and exerted a strength beyond the imagination of Wei Shuyang, Ning Emei took the lead, the iron halberd swept through thousands of troops, and the short halberd behind him was whistling every time he threw it, and he was actually cut off by Ning Emei The red armor man's arm, even if Wei Shuyang was born in Taoism, after all, he was still in the rivers and lakes, and it was inevitable that he would underestimate the battlefield martial artists in the past, and he saw him in person today, Only then did I know that the martial arts soldiers with generals in charge gathered into a formation, how invincible they were.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said flatly: "General Ning, you bring this Fengzi battalion back to Beiliang, I don't need you to be so careless here, how can there be a reason to lose money in the rivers and lakes." ” The burly Ning Emei lowered his head, inserted the halberd in his hand into the road and erected it, gritted his teeth and said: "Ning Emei refuses to Fengziying refuses" Xu Fengnian said expressionlessly: "I'm not afraid of death" Ning Emei said in a deep voice like thunder: "How could the Beiliang Iron Cavalry ever be afraid of death and only beg for death on the battlefield" Xu Fengnian got on the white horse and said indifferently: "Then follow it."
Ning Emei, you send the fallen soldiers back to the cool land first, and I will slow down and wait for you. ” Ning Emei pulled out the halberd and took the order.
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The heavy rain was still poured from the dark sky to the ground without spending money, the horse team returned to calm, Ning Emei went back to deal with the aftermath, Lu Qiantang carried the trophy red armor, Shu Xi sat on the horse in a daze, and a rare smile appeared on the old-fashioned face of Yang Qingfeng, who had been surnamed and withdrawn since he was a child, which made Shu Xi, who was neck and neck, feel more and more depressed after seeing it.
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "Fengzi Battalion, for whom is it begging for death?"
Thirty miles out of the city and braved the rain to greet the No. 2 nobleman of Beiliang The officials of the rafters, in their anxiety and panic, only waited for the news from the post guards that made them look at each other: His Royal Highness the Prince had arrived at the city gate by the path.
Zheng Hanhai smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said to Jin Lanting, "Let's go." ” Tang Yinshan, the deputy commander of the East Forbidden City, spat on the ground, walked out of the pavilion and said angrily: "Go back to the city" Xu Fengnian led to the private residence of Yashi Jinlan Pavilion in the humility and fear of the small officials in the city, covering a wide area, the courtyard is deep, raising geese and planting lotus and plantains, it is indeed a clean place with pleasant scenery, thanks to the little Ying rafters can find such a not cheesy feng shui treasure land.
From beginning to end, Ying Rafter didn't dare to say a word, no wonder he was afraid of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World like jackals, tigers and leopards, practicing in the imperial court, officials and officials are worlds apart, and there are countless thresholds between officials and officials.
You can replace the three-grade peacock complement with the second-grade golden chicken and finally replace it with the first-grade crane, heh, this is the glory of the ancestors.
Xu Fengnian changed into a shirt in the room, and the blue bird helped comb his hair.
Xu Fengnian took out the Yugong Geography, Spread it on the table, pointed to a few states and counties, and said with a smile: "Look, in the two states of Yongquan on the border with Beiliang, more than a dozen people with real power, regardless of civil and military generals, are hostile to Xu Xiao, and one-third of the old troops of the great general Gu Jiantang are placed in these two states, in Yongzhou, I am afraid that except for this Ying rafter, we will not see any good face in the future."
However, out of Yongzhou, the situation will improve, in the past two years, Lu Qiuer has been dotted, and there are some old Beiliang generals who will control the power of the state and county, and it will inevitably be staggered several times, maybe there will be countless concubines and maids who rush to warm the bed for the son of this world, recalling that he and Lao Huang were robbed and lost their horses in the middle of Yongzhou, and they began to be completely penniless in Jizhou, It's really incomprehensible. ” The blue bird looked out the window and said, "Jiang Ni is holding a book and waiting in the courtyard with an umbrella." ” Xu Fengnian smiled: "She has a hole in the money."
Go and let her in. ” The blue bird led Jiang Ni into the room, Xu Fengnian pointed to a bag on the table that the blue bird was responsible for, and instructed Jiang Ni: "Don't be in a hurry to read, polish the ink first, I want to draw something." ” There is good cooked rice paper in the room, but Xu Fengnian writes very well, Jiang Ni opened her bag and first picked out a branch of Kanto Liaowei, but when she saw the familiar fire clay ancient inkstone, in Wudang Mountain as a trade exchange, Jiang Ni has already thrown this side of the ancient inkstone that was rated as the world's ancient inkstone by Jiang Taiya, the emperor's uncle of Western Chu, into the elephant washing pool, how did it appear again, Jiang Ni carefully looked at and stroked, and looked at a poem at the bottom of the ancient inkstone, it was indeed "who is the million halberd warriors of Western Chu who competed", Jiang Ni held the ancient inkstone that was warm in winter and cool in summer, He was reluctant to use it to smash the deceitful and shameless His Royal Highness, so he had to scold angrily with red eyes: "What's the matter?"
Xu Fengnian said with a smile on his face: "I sent you, you lost it, I was stingy, so I went to the bottom of the elephant washing pool to pick it up." ” Jiang Ni's eyes were moist, and his lips trembled.
Xu Fengnian imitated her tone vividly: "The rune is mine, my fire clay ancient inkstone is mine, or mine" Jiang Ni pounced on the bastard and shouted with a crying voice, "I'll kill you" Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at the Yugong Geography, stretched out one leg to block the little clay figure that rushed forward, and said softly: "Okay, don't make trouble, this ancient inkstone should be given to you." ” Jiang Ni cried angrily: "It was originally mine, you scoundrel, I want to learn the sword from Li Chungang, and stab you to death with a sword."
Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
Regardless of the little clay figure who had to smash his knee with Gu Yan for the time being, Xu Fengnian sighed: "Li Chungang's old man's virtue is really not like a sword god":