The thunder is as thick as the wood of the hug, almost in the blink of an eye, it is projected on the big snow flat, blowing up nine big holes, fortunately, the spectators are safe and sound, the big snow flat is bounded by the Confucian Xuanyuan Jingcheng, divided into two pieces, nine such as purple snake thunder and lightning are hitting the side of the ancestor of Xuanyuan, the old guy is so proud that he does not dodge, the fist as big as a bowl smashes into a purple thunder pillar, under the touch, the ground shakes the mountain, and there is a burst of chaotic net-like flames on the big snow lawn, the ancestor of Huishan stands tall, but one arm sleeve burns out, Flickering with residual purple lightning, like a thunder general, this is a feat of blocking the power of the sky with manpower.
Xuanyuan Guoqi has excellent strength, and the realm is difficult, and he has long been obedient to the destiny of heaven, but after seeing this scene, his heart still fluctuates greatly.
In Huishan, he is the only one who is qualified to say a few words with Xuanyuan Dapan, who has a cold surname, but he is only talking, far from being an equal, even if Xuanyuan Guoqi is already a great master of swordsmanship, he must bow his eyebrows and speak respectfully in front of his ancestors.
Huishan Xuanyuan in the Forbidden Mountain Villa before the collapse and called the North Brother Shunan Xuanyuan, martial arts heritage has a long history, learn from others, Huishan descendants in addition to a few exquisite unique minds, the elders cultivate the younger generations, most of them teach according to their aptitude, Xuanyuan national weapons since childhood by the master known as a congenital sword fetus, so early to learn the sword, to the contemporary respect for the word three, according to the custom, when the age of one to catch Zhou, the three are different, Xuanyuan Jingcheng caught a spring and autumn, Xuanyuan Jingxuan Xuanyuan Jingxuan two grasped the two martial arts secrets, and then the next generation, because there are many heirs, more and more mixed, Xuanyuan Qingfeng held a jade Ruyi, Xuanyuan respects the eldest son Xuanyuan Qingmang chose a string of bells, all kinds of strange, although this generation of children has their own gaps, but they are still close to each other, not to mention intrigue, every other day can drink a meal of guizi wine and drink a pot of tea before Ming.
Xu Fengnian was just about to ask, the old sword god tilted his head and scratched his ears, as if he couldn't take out the earwax, so that he didn't have any sense of accomplishment, and said angrily: "Open your eyes and see clearly, the next competition between the two of them is something that is difficult to buy.
Such as my generation of swordsmen, in the final analysis, out of the sword is nothing more than horizontal and vertical oblique stabbing and teasing, why the laity use the sword rigidly, the clever swordsman can be a sword to give birth to a sword sword fairy can fly the sword to take the head of a sword handed out, unless it is to do its best, fast to the ultimate ability, otherwise once the qi machine turns, it seems to be extremely fast, but suddenly slow, so that the opponent's expected move falls into the void, when he changes, and then increase rapidly, if he changes again, even if it is in time, he has lost the momentum of the initial blow, this is just the most ordinary and simple truth, the master has made a move, and the fighting power is the foundation, Among them, the battle of wits and courage is the wonderful.
I remember that the first master of Beimang went to the two Zen temples, and was blocked by the white-clothed monks, the two didn't seem to really fight, and they didn't make a move, just stood still, a martial saint, a bodhisattva reincarnation who could have been the head of the Buddha of the Liberation Gate, wasn't all in a daze, but I want to ask why the Beimangzi, who was at the peak of martial arts, didn't make a move, hey, this is the real beauty of the King Kong Realm.
The dead Xuanyuan Jingxuan, isn't it known as King Kong into the Xuan, King Kong is undefeated?"
The rain was suddenly lifted by Xuanyuan Jingcheng with a gas machine, and it was forced into the air.
After the nine thunders, there were thunderstorms again.
In an instant, the vision arose, and the water was connected to the purple thunder.
Li Chungang squinted his eyes and said: "Xu boy, I don't want your people to be affected by the pond fish and end up dying unexpectedly, so I quickly let them withdraw, the old man only promised to protect your boy's surname, and the rest of the people waited, this day the thunder was rolling down, chaotic, and the old man didn't have the patience to block the natural disaster for them." ” Xu Fengnian waved his hand and motioned for everyone except Huang Man'er and Jade Bird to withdraw from Daxueping.
Xuanyuan Jing and the two big guests were swaying, Rao was used to seeing big scenes, and their faces were very pale at this time.
Especially the Xuanyuan respect in my heart, it is simply a heart-to-heart heartbreak, the eldest brother said to himself that I entered the land immortals, better than a thousand words of warning threats, the land fairy realm has been in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, except for the dragon and tiger mountain Qi Xuanjiao, who was recognized as a celestial material when he was a teenager, is a character in this realm, that is, Wang Xianzhi, who occupied the second position in the world in Wudi City for a long time, the world only dares to guess or have such magical powers, and still dare not assert, it can be seen how rare this land fairy realm is, What is particularly mysterious is that this realm of the unity of heaven and man is far from the rest of the three realms can be speculated, in the five hundred years, there are some amazing Tianzong talents in the martial arts who once reached the top, but often not lasting, just like Feihong stepping on the slush, just accidentally left fingers and claws on the mud, and soon returned to the heavens, rarely Qi Xuanjiao is so direct to the ascension, which is why Qi Xuanjiao is regarded as the only immortal who can be comparable to Lu Zu in the past five hundred years.
On the big ping, Xuanyuan Jingcheng was once again unexpected, willing to seek the near and far, and fought hand-to-hand with Xuanyuan Ancestor.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dapan rushed forward together, the latter's body was in a straight line, the wind and rain swept away, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng was jumped up with a knee hit, Xuanyuan Jingcheng held down the knees of the ancestor with both hands, and his feet slid back, splashing countless splashes, this Confucian who had already become an extraordinary saint did not want to unload this Qianjun domineering power, but to the side, Xuanyuan Dapan's burly body was still in the air, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's body leaned forward, smashed his elbow, and smashed the ancestor's body to the ground of the big snow flat, this was not enough, kicked out, Xuanyuan Dapan kicked the whole person sideways more than a dozen zhang away Xuanyuan Jingcheng took advantage of the situation to chase forward, Xuanyuan Dapan was kicked out, five fingers hooked claws, pierced into the ground, suppressed this rout trend, slapped his palm, and finally slapped up, when Xuanyuan Jingcheng bullied himself, his fists blasted out head-on Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who had an indifferent face, put his hands on the enemy's fists, held them firmly, and his figure stood tall, but a large space behind him was already squeezed by the huge qi machine and evaporated in an instant, Xuanyuan Jingcheng gestured up and said softly: "Send the ancestor to heaven." ” Xuanyuan Dapan's body soared into the sky.
The sky thundered down in the air.
Boom.
Standing on the ground, Xuanyuan Jingcheng was unforgiving, and his two palms clasped together in an unprecedented way, and the water on the edge of the snow flat that originally flowed down the mountain was like two green dragons surging towards him, and the two dragons ran through the sky of Daping.
Xuanyuan Dapan, who was originally busy in the air and resisted the thunder, blew it up and had no strength left.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng toe a little, his body was in the air, after grabbing the belt of Xuanyuan Ancestor and landing on the ground, he ran quickly, and after running out of twenty zhang, his feet stopped suddenly, and Xuanyuan Dapan was thrown straight to the west, as if he was going to throw this Huishan ancestor off the big snow flat One was sent to the West Heaven When Xuanyuan Dapan's body was about to fly out of the Daxueping Cliff, he fell unexpectedly, and he could land on the edge of the cliff, and finally his face was covered with blood that could not be washed away by the rain, and he no longer had the calm and calm demeanor of everyone.
The old man is boiling, waiting, waiting for the eldest grandson to enter the realm of the immortals from the side door to exhaust the surname oil lamp Xuanyuan Dapan's middle celestial realm is really obtained step by step, as long as the meridians continue to go to seven or eight, the sea of qi is not afraid of exhaustion, but the iron heart to deceive the ancestors Xuanyuan Jingcheng is different, take a shortcut to the sky, it is like building an attic in the air, no matter how majestic it looks when it is built, there will be a moment of collapse.
Xuanyuan Dapan took a breath, his chest and abdomen were like a fire burning, and the pain entered the bone marrow, this kind of terrifying injury that hurt the heart and pulse had not been encountered for many years, and the time was so long that he almost forgot this pain, the last time was to compete with Qi Xuanjiao on the demon slaying platform, as for Gu Jiantang and others, the so-called loss was only lost in one and a half moves, since he did not fight to the death, Xuanyuan Dapan lost not miserably.
Xuanyuan Dapan was about to seize the time to breathe, but Xuanyuan Jingcheng came to his eyes leisurely, and heard this grandson, who can be described as a Confucian saint, whispered: "From good as Deng, although it is difficult to reach Kunlun."
From evil to collapse, even if it is useless in Kunlun.
Old Ancestor, you really should read those books that you regard as useless, martial arts can be practiced by secret tips, and if you want to achieve the realm of land immortals, it is not something that can be piled up by hundreds or thousands of martial arts secret books. ” Xuanyuan Dapan said fiercely and angrily: "You are also worthy of telling me a big truth" The blood stains of Xuanyuan Jingcheng's seven orifices are no longer oozing, but dripping, and they are no longer scarlet, but shocking black, but this Confucian is still calm, Xuanyuan Dapan swept with one foot, and he stepped on the knee of the ancestor of Huishan, making him fall to the ground in embarrassment, and fell into the rain with a bang.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled and said: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng talks to you, and the ancestor can naturally be used as the wind in his ears."
It's just that the immortals are talking to you at this time, why are you still so conceited and ignorant?"
A thick thunderbolt happened to hit the place where Xuanyuan Dapan landed, but fortunately, the latter felt that a roll that didn't care about his identity could escape.
Xuanyuan was dumbfounded, and his lips trembled.
The ancient sword on Xuanyuan's waist did not dare to make any trembling sounds, for fear that the qi machine would be pulled and cause unpredictable heavenly disasters.
Domino effect.
The more you are a master, the more you can lead the world.
Xuanyuan Guoqi knew that on the great snow flat of this Huishan Mountain, except for the old ancestor, he was most likely to be affected by the aftermath of this catastrophe.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng coughed a few times, which should have been very slight, but it was extremely sharp and harsh to the ears of the high-ranking people present.
Xuanyuan Dapan's face was happy, his figure swept straight away, no longer fighting to the death, he just wanted to open the distance between him and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the farther the better.
The face thing is comparable to the most important thing of the surname Xuanyuan Jingcheng did not pursue, looked at the entrance of Daxueping, did not see the familiar figure, his eyes were slightly gloomy, covered his mouth, turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Ancestor, and asked indifferently: "Is there a last word for the descendants of Huishan?"
Xuanyuan Dapan pretended to be thoughtful and delayed time.
To be honest, Xu Fengnian admires Xuanyuan Dapan's brazenness, as the ancestor of Huishan Mountain, he is also one of the top few characters in the entire rivers and lakes, but he is also a kidnapper and a bully of his wife and daughter, and he doesn't care about his status at all when he is inferior to others.
Just as His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was thinking about it, the middle-aged scholar who was called a Confucian saint by the old sword god suddenly looked at him, and Xu Fengnian's body suddenly froze, but the old man in sheepskin Qiu didn't pay attention to it for some reason, but just looked at the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Demon Slaying Platform in a daze, leaving a not tall back.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at His Royal Highness the Prince, coughed and said intermittently: "After dealing with the family affairs later, Xuanyuan Jingcheng will talk to Qingfeng about his martial arts experience, and she will relay it to you in the future, and I will thank His Royal Highness the Prince for taking risks and going up the mountain."
It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to invite His Royal Highness to drink a pot of osmanthus wine, and Qingfeng's technique of warming wine is excellent. ” Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at Xu Longxiang again, with appreciation in his eyes, "A good one was born King Kong, and Li Baiyi of the Two Zen Temples is not lonely."
Here Xuanyuan Jingcheng said more, the little prince can not lightly enter the heavenly realm, after entering the Xuan realm, he can be invincible in the world, you need to know that if you enter the celestial phenomena, you must resonate with heaven and earth. ” Xu Fengnian said respectfully: "Xu Fengnian thanked Mr. for his advice. ” Xuanyuan Jingcheng nodded, and then said to Xuanyuan Guoqi, but did not turn his head to look at each other, and said indifferently and calmly: "Please father go down the mountain, I will never enter the mountain again in this life." ” Xuanyuan Guoqi smiled angrily: "You" At this time, Xuanyuan Jingyi was shot by the two guest ministers behind him at the same time, killing him on the spot with one blow.
Xuanyuan Guoqi looked sluggish.
It's just that Huang Fangfo is good friends with this son, and Huishan knows that the two have a good relationship.
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But when did Hong Bi get on the line with Xuanyuan Jingcheng Xuanyuan Jingcheng coughed violently and said: "Hong Bi is now saying that martial arts cultivation is created by me.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng is not a nerd either, and he will not only study there for the entire twenty years. ” Xuanyuan's heart is like ashes.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng waved his hand to the two big guest secretaries and said, "Send them down the mountain." ” Xuanyuan Guoqi was furious, gritted his teeth and sneered: "It's up to them" Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled lightly: "I knew this was the case. ” Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked down at his chest that was stained red and blackened by blood, and the dark clouds were in the sky of the big snow flat, and a huge strange whirlpool appeared, enveloping the entire Zhaoyao Mountain.
A vision of this scale is only one line away from the scene of Qi Xuan's ascension back then.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng knelt down slowly, and said loudly: "The sky hangs down a thousand elephants, the earth carries all things, the emperor and the queen of heaven, Xuanyuan Jingcheng kneels to the heaven and the earth, in order to die" "Xuanyuan Jingcheng begs for death" Xuanyuan Jingcheng's voice echoed endlessly.
Not to mention the Guniu Dagang in Huishan, even the nearly 10,000 Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain can be heard clearly.
Heaven and earth moved.
Xuanyuan Guoqi looked almost desperate at this time, hugged the Pugu sword out of its sheath, and flew towards the outside of the Daxueping Cliff, and the figure swept away in a hurry.
At the same time, something poured down.
It's a purple thunderbolt.
Thick as a mountain.
Except for Xuanyuan Qingfeng's small square inch of land, no matter how stormy and thunderous the world is, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, as a father, must shelter a quiet and stable place when he is dying.
The old sword god took Xu Fengnian, Xu Longxiang, and the blue bird with an umbrella and floated out of the ping.
Xuanyuan Dapan wanted to jump off the big snow flat, but was forced back into the purple thunder pillar of light.
Cataclysm.
Gone in a flash.
On the vast snowy lawn, the thunder was silent, only the wind and rain remained, and in the end, only Xuanyuan Qingfeng was left, and he was really alone.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dapan died together, and there were no bones left, not even ashes left.
After Xuanyuan Qingfeng was sluggish, he let out a heart-rending hoarse cry and sat down in the rain.
Xu Fengnian slowly walked back to Daxueping, with mixed feelings.
I saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng curled up there and whimpered.
Xu Fengnian sighed and walked over to hold an umbrella for her, not for her, but for what Xuanyuan Jingcheng did, Xu Fengnian deserved Xu Fengnian's efforts for this Confucian daughter.
The rain was still heavy.
She didn't get up, Xu Fengnian kept holding the umbrella.
The old sword god Li Chungang looked at this scene and his eyes widened.
Immediately, there was loneliness in his eyes, and there were memories and memories.
That year, carrying the woman to the demon slaying platform, it was the same heavy rain weather, and the same was an umbrella.
The world doesn't know that this sword god was mistaken by Qi Xuanjiao back then, it is nothing that the Trojan horse and cow were broken, and it is nothing if there is only one arm left, this is not the root cause of Li Chungang's realm plummeting, even if he was trapped under the Listening Tide Pavilion for twenty years, Li Chungang has never walked out of the prison of his own painting. was already invincible in the world, but what should he do with himself Li Chungang remembered her face when she was dying, she couldn't say a word at that time, but now that she thinks about it, isn't it the word no regrets Li Chungang walked to the edge of the Daxueping cliff, and behind him were the men and women holding umbrellas just like the scene between him and the green-robed woman.
When she was pierced through her heart by a sword, she once said with a miserable smile: "Heaven doesn't give birth to you Li Chungang, it's very boring." ” Li Chungang said loudly: "The sword is coming" The hundreds of swords of all the swordsmen in Huishan were unsheathed together and flew towards Daxueping.
All kinds of thousand-handled peachwood swords of the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were unsheathed and flew towards the Guniu Dagang.
Two flying swords.
Cover the sky.
This time, the sword god Li Chungang re-entered the realm of land sword immortals
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