I heard that Xu Fengnian humiliated Princess Jing'an, who was only one person in Qingzhou, the two maids and the palace guards were furious, although Pei Nanwei said that he got along with King Jing'an in a strange way, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was indeed respectful and respectful, and he was a rare loving couple in the emperor's family.
It's a rightful yellow-robed dragon.
At that moment, the guards drew their knives to demonstrate, and a female maid with a pungent surname was eager to invite merit, and even angrily reprimanded Xu Fengnian, calling Xu Fengnian's name.
Unexpectedly, Xu Fengnian just looked down at the few numbers of secret letters, and glanced at the rosary of satisfaction in Princess Pei's hand out of the corner of his eye, this is the main master did not move, it does not mean that several Beiliang Eagle dogs behind him are blind and deaf, Dongyue Lu Qiantang was full of sneers, drove the horse forward, and cut off the head with a giant sword, without waiting for the bluffing Jing'an guards to react, a sword slashed off the head of the maid who did not know the height of the sky, and the head fell to the ground, rolling several times, blood and dust mixed together.
Especially the pretty face of the maid still maintained a vivid look of shock, in the eyes of others, shocking, not only the Jing'an palace guards were stunned, but Pei Nanwei was startled, the priceless rosary in his hand was hot, fell to the ground, and did not dare to pick it up, after Lu Qiantang killed in front of Princess Jing'an, he took advantage of the situation to rush forward, Yang Qingfeng and Shu Xi were not to be left behind, and in an instant, everyone except Pei Nanwei was cut melons and vegetables, and one of the guards was split into two pieces by Lu Qiantang with a sword.
Pei Nanwei turned his head, his throat moved, he squatted on the ground and retched, Xu Fengnian saw that several Jing'an palace guards were so vulnerable, frowned and asked: "Why are these guards so useless, Jing'an King Zhao Heng is afraid that you won't die?"
Pei Nanwei only cared about vomiting, she really couldn't imagine that the princess who was high above would also have this indecent scene, I really don't know if the prince Zhao Xun saw it, would he be so trapped Xu Fengnian dismounted with a knife, walked to Pei Nanwei's side, squatted down and patted Princess Jing'an's back gently, and asked softly: "Do you know Zhao Heng's follow-up arrangements?"
Pei Nanwei, whose body trembled, turned his back to Xu Fengnian, wiped his mouth with his cuffs, and sneered: "I just know, why do you want to listen to how Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, treats me, that's a family matter, Xu Fengnian, what are you, don't think that a few words can make me obey you, no matter how cold-blooded Zhao Heng is, it's better than a bastard like you."
Xu Feng was young and stroked Princess Pei's graceful back arc, seemingly taking advantage, but his face was expressionless, and his heart was even more like water, his tone was soft, and he said with a smile: "Don't you want to go back to be Princess Jing'an alive Pei Nanwei, you must know that if I really want to die, I will definitely pull you to accompany the funeral, otherwise wouldn't it be cheap The father and son who are not on the top and the bottom are crooked, you might as well tell you that if this trip is really calculated by Zhao Heng, the son Zhao Xun will be able to be hereditary, even if you can survive from my knife, It's not even more important to be worried about Princess Pei when you go back, you are really willing to be toyed with by a man like Zhao Xun between applause" Princess Pei slowly stood up and stumbled for a moment, Xu Fengnian wanted to help, but she shook off her hand in disgust, Xu Fengnian was not angry, just bent down and picked up the lost string of prince's hand beads, with his rogue surname, even the red mud fire inkstone that was thrown into the bottom of the lake by Jiang Ni can be picked up again, so it is reasonable to get back a string of satisfaction.
Xu Fengnian looked up at the lush green reeds, and began to think in his heart, Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, the old fox, temporarily knows that there is the eleventh Wang Mingyin, and the four talismans will be red armor regardless of whether they belong to Zhao Heng's strength category or not, they must be friends and foes, the only difference is whether they will cooperate with Wang Mingyin to attack, no accident, Zhao Heng will immediately use the tiger talisman of the vassal king, and mobilize more than 800 iron cavalry armor from the camp in the eastern suburbs of Xiangfan to go straight to the reeds, fortunately, before the two tigers fight to get the result, this army will not interfere, After all, there are as many as 800 people, Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, does not dare to guarantee whether there will be eyeliner, and now it is a good situation for praying mantis to catch cicadas.
Xu Fengnian's expression was a little dignified, not to mention the four servants including Wei Shuyang, there were a hundred Beiliang Xiaoqi led by Ning Emei, a halberd, and an old sword god Li Chungang was in charge, the chess pieces on the bright side of the two sides wrestled, according to common sense, Li Chungang, the eighth in the world, played against Wang Mingyin, the eleventh, Wei Shuyang and others and Ning Emei's one hundred light cavalry against the four Fu generals Red Armor, how to calculate it, it is the majority of the winning side, of course, Zhao Heng must have a backhand, but there are still blue birds and a group of Beiliang dead soldiers hidden in the shadows, Zhao Heng has the confidence to send me to Huangquan here I don't know when, Princess Pei took off her shoes and held them in her hands, stepped on the ground with white socks, and looked at the dirt path covered by green reeds stupidly, every cold autumn season, she would disperse the guards, so inappropriate to walk into this dirt road, there will be a dense brown small sharp cone on the road, which is the tip of the reed that poured into the road and crushed into the soil, took off her shoes and walked on the road, stinging the soles of her feet, her whole body skin is better than snow, every time she goes back and forth, the soles of her feet will be dripping with blood, but Pei Nanwei likes this kind of self-mutilating skin, She prefers to lie alone in the boat, letting the snow fall on her body.
Why don't you just stab this to death?
Xu Fengnian's eyes are murderous, no matter who you are, how is Princess Jing'an the head of the palace blocking the road, when it is time to kill, Xu Fengnian will not hesitate to kill him with a knife, there is a difference between high and low life in this world, but whose life in the world is worth more than his own life Just when Xu Fengnian was thinking about giving Pei Nanwei a pleasure and giving Zhao Heng a big unhappiness by the way, a man and a woman walked on the path, both of them were very young, and at this moment they seemed extra high-spirited, and the young man was carrying a bamboo pole on his shoulder, Ten steps behind him, there was a handsome woman with a sword, her eyes closed, and her cold and clear state.
The first to appear was not the eleventh The young man without a sword in his hand didn't look at Xu Fengnian, looked at the carriage with a smile, and said loudly: "Old Sword God Li, Wu Liuding, a junior of the Wu family, is here today with the Suwang Sword, just for a battle."
As soon as the words fell, the reeds on both sides of the sword crown danced wildly without wind, setting off the immortal of the future kendo bearer.
The invisible sword aura instantly filled the heavens and the earth.
Pei Nanwei's body was unstable, Xu Fengnian took out Xiudong with one hand to support her, raised his other hand, put a handsome and extraordinary blue and white spear falcon that swooped down on his arm, turned to Wei Shuyang and the others and said, "You follow the spear falcon into the reeds and drag the red armor of the Fu general." ” Xu Feng rode his arms young, and the spear falcon rushed into the sky again, seeing Xu Fengnian's eyes, Wei Shuyang, the old Taoist of Jiudou Mi, nodded quietly, and took the lead in sweeping into the reeds.
In addition to the two major factions of the Inner and Outer Dan, there are many branches with their own magical powers, among which the Fu Gong faction who exorcises ghosts and invites the gods is the leader, and there are also warlocks who are proficient in Qimen Dunjia.
Most of the Taoist priests in the Imperial Palace's Great Inner Qin Heavenly Prison are good at observing the phenomena and looking at the qi to explore the earth's leylines, and are known as scholars who do knowledge in the latitude and longitude.
Wei Shuyang's martial arts cultivation is not outstanding, otherwise he would not have been shot down by the white-haired old man with a knife outside the Chao Pavilion, but Lao Dao'er is a warlock who is good at arranging formations, no matter how strong and invincible the red armor is, it still belongs to the category of Daomen divine soldiers after all, Wei Shuyang's thirty-six Tiangang peach wood sword array has a miraculous effect, not to mention that Xu Fengnian has spent his time studying the talisman cloud pattern on the water armor, and he has quite a lot of experience, and those peach wood swords that contain the power of Daomen to slay demons can naturally be targeted, moreover, The Taoist ancestors and ancestors made it clear that the reed rope made of reeds can be used as a weapon to ward off evil spirits, and there have been hanging reeds in the Nine Bucket Rice Road since ancient times to resist the spell of fierce ghosts, and don't forget that Shu Xi was originally from the Southern Xinjiang Wuzong, Yang Qingfeng was said that after the first battle of the rain path, he was asked by His Royal Highness the Prince to prepare early.
Zhao Heng, since you can invite the sword crown Wu Liuding to take the lead, this son will use the four people of Grandpa Wei, who have an innate advantage, to crack the red armor of the five elements that lack water.
Xu Fengnian patted Princess Pei's slender waist with Xiudong, and said softly: "Princess, if you don't want to die, just retreat with me." ” Pei Nanwei was silent, she couldn't bear to look at the stump and broken arm on the ground, and followed Xu Fengnian away from the pair of men and women who were brazenly shouting, she naturally knew that this ruthless prodigal was escorted by an old sword god who moved the world, since the comer dared to compare swords with swords, and now he is qualified to appear in the reeds, presumably he will not be a nobody, when she saw Xu Fengnian retreating, she was always facing the pair of men and women, refusing to hand over her back, and sneered in her heart, This guy is really such a timid and afraid of Xu Xiao's son At this time, Xu Fengnian slowly retreated, and happened to meet Princess Pei face to face, seeing her sneering and disgusting expression, he guessed her undisguised shallow thoughts, and said with a smile: "Why, think I'm afraid of death Princess, if you really regard death as home, how can you be willing to follow me, you can stay where you are, let the sword qi dismantle you, hey, this death is really ugly, and some are not worthy of the noble status of the princess." ” A lazy voice came from the carriage, "Xu boy, the old man has to borrow a sword again." ” Xu Fengnian shouted angrily: "Borrow it, borrow it, this son can't wait to borrow you a hundred swords and a thousand swords." ” Pei Nanwei looked stunned, this bastard is also the son of Beiliang, he is really too heroic, he can't even pretend to be a calm general Xu Fengnian couldn't take care of Princess Pei, and glanced at the sword-bearing woman behind Wu Liuding, Su Wang Jian was obedient, that is the peerless god soldier who ranks second in the world's famous sword, according to her aunt Zhao Yutai, Su Wang is the title and sword name of the head of the sword mound family of this generation, how did he run into the hands of that girl Wu Liuding defeated the sword master of the Wu family, you must know that the master Li Yishan, who lived in seclusion on the top floor of the Tingchao Pavilion, was one of the commentators of the previous generation of civil and military commentaries and generals, and also talked about some secrets, there is an unwritten rule in the civil and military commentary, The worldly masters in several places such as the two Zen temples of Longhu Mountain and the Wujia Sword Shrine are not considered to be on the list, half of them are out of respect, half of them are out of concern, these guys who can't tell whether they are old gods or old monsters, their tempers are unpredictable, like the swordsmanship of the year is well-deserved to be the first in the world Qi Xuanjiao, a sword to subdue the world's demons, it is clear that he cannot be judged on the list, who dares to rebel But since Wu Liuding came out of the Wu family's sword mound as a sword crown, if he won King Su before he went out of the mountain, he should be able to rank among the top ten masters, and it was not Wu Liuding who won King Su, but the female sword attendant Xu Fengnian looked at the woman.
Unexpectedly, she seemed to have sensed something, and immediately opened her eyes to look.
Xu Fengnian's heart was shocked, but he still smiled.
The woman closed her eyes again, as if she saw Xu Fengnian's ability clearly, and disdained it.
Xu Fengnian didn't care, and threw a look at the blue bird who had a good sword, and signaled to lend the sword to the old sword god.
Although the sword in the blue bird's hand can also be blown and broken, it is slightly inferior to the Chixia in Lu Qiantang's hand, not to mention the big cool dragon bird in the red sandalwood sword box, Xu Fengnian was originally a little worried, but when the blue bird threw the sword into the air, the old man Li rushed out of the carriage, laughed and held the sword handle, and flew towards Wu Liuding, Xu Fengnian immediately calmed down, the old sword god ranked eighth in the world, is the eighth ranking really low The swordsman who lifted the sword in the world is known as a million people, standing majestically above millions of people, Isn't it just this old man in sheepskin Qiu and that Deng Tai'a, who dares to say that after Li Chungang really returns to the top, he will stop at eighth The old sword god was like a dragon in the air.
A farmer came out of the reeds, came inconspicuously, and said, "Son, borrow your head." ”: