On the second floor of the restaurant, the sword qi with the same qi as the sword body was added to the fire in Luoyang, and the sword gang rose in an instant, which surprised Xu Fengnian, and hurriedly drove out the eight swords to construct a thunder pool, so as to resist, the flying sword and the sword qi seemed to be in the same room, and the sword qi hit the flying sword, and the ding dong was endless.
Xu Fengnian's behavior was also unexpected, he was not in a hurry to destroy the sword qi, so he fought and retreated, tossing and turning on the second floor, cutting off the sword qi little by little, until the sword qi was completely eliminated.
After that, Luoyang went downstairs and walked forward, pressing step by step, Song Nianqing couldn't care about the main upstairs, the morning bell and the dusk drum two swords, and then the time and place were favorable, and the three swords, and then the sword was a sword, a total of eight swords, all of which were well-deserved new swords, like a new tree in the sword forest, which made people's eyes shine, especially the three swords that stole the celestial realm and the subsequent "sword" staggered according to the sword, all of which opened Xu Fengnian's eyes, not to mention the flying swordsmanship of the sword and the edge, Xu Fengnian's kendo was barely regarded as entering the room, but the vision was wonderful, Jianchi Song Nianqing handed a sword step by step, Xu Fengnian even if he has been careful to guard against the willow artemisia master in the shadows, he can't take his eyes off it, he doesn't dare to miss a slight, looking at the sword is like appreciating the words, the layman may just feel that a word is written with a pen and a snake, but it can be replaced with his own pen, I don't know the reason for the muscles and bones I don't know how to outline the law, and I can't enter the door, this is why most people on the rivers and lakes want to ask a master to lead the door, Xu Fengnian is like a visitor who often reads calligraphy, and the calligraphy that enters the eye is beautiful and plump.
Some Qingyuan is majestic, some are strict, but they are all self-satisfied, Xu Fengnian has an unknown arrogant idea in his heart, then he hopes that one day in the future he can cast a furnace and become a big peak of the sword altar, there are not many trees on the peak, but it must be towering to the sky.
Xu Fengnian glanced at the old horse with a sword on his back on the street, fourteen to eight, I don't know if Song Nianqing's remaining six moves can cross the finger Xuan and go straight to the heavens, if he has been stranded in the finger Xuan, wanting to cause harm to Luoyang, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.
Luoyang is not a person in the Three Sects, her realm is a real martial arts preaching, and Wang Xianzhi is the same way, and she is extremely domineering.
At the beginning, the top five masters in the world of Xinwu Evaluation, Tuoba Bodhisattva, Deng Tai'a, Hong Jingyan, she had all fought, and Hong Jingyan was pulled down from the fourth throne by him and replaced.
When encountering such a female demon with almost no flaws, let alone pointing at the Xuan Sword, I am afraid that the Celestial Elephant Sword will not have a five-five point chance of winning.
After Song Nianqing was angry for a short time, he sighed and said: "The old man is clumsy, he can't go out of retreat all the year round, and he never thought of becoming a frog at the bottom of the well, and it was only at this time that he remembered that there was a woman in white on the bank of the Qingdu River who blocked the useless monk, and finally guessed your identity."
I don't know if it's too late. ” Luoyang said that he wanted to teach Song Nianqing a sword, but he didn't see where she took the sword from, nor did she pretend to make a sword from a foreign object, but just stretched out his left hand to cross his chest, palm up, and his right hand slowly pressed down.
Song Nianqing, who was standing beside the horse, looked up at the gray sky, and wiped the six swords hanging on the horse's back together, the sword was not out of the sheath, the three swords were on the ground, and the three swords were suspended in the air, falling in all directions at will, seemingly chaotic.
Song Nianqing said to herself: "The old man has held a sword all his life, married a wife and had children, and he only regarded it as a troublesome matter of incense inheritance, for fear of delaying the advancement of swordsmanship."
Forty years ago, there was a trace of enlightenment, and he almost achieved a sword immortal.
Twenty years ago, by chance, I watched the ups and downs of the sea of clouds in a cave blessed land, and a red sun rose in the east, as if I suddenly jumped into the heaven and earth, and I was touched, but the old man still gave up the sword.
Since then, I have been in retreat, and I just want to go step by step, first into the celestial phenomena, and then into the land immortals.
Gradually, I learned that the old man was born in the sword pool in this life, the first time he chose the sword in his life was the peerless sword, the first time he got the sword spectrum is the best secret book, the first time he practiced internal strength is also a peerless heart, the teacher who taught me to practice the sword is the master of the generation of kendo, smooth sailing, kendo cultivation, but still left behind by some Yiren from the market and mountains, only to know that there is injustice in everything, the old man has no injustice in his heart, how to resonate with heaven and earth" Luoyang ignored Song Nianqing's perception, let alone the six swords that stood between heaven and earth, and the palms of his hands seemed to fit together, but they still left a trace of gaps.
Visions of heaven and earth.
Xu Fengnian gasped.
The highest place in the city is a Taoist temple bell tower, the tip of the building eaves seems to be pressed by the invisible celestial man, broken, and then the bell tower collapses down unusually flat, and a thousand-year-old tower in the city, which is second only to the Taoist temple bell tower, also begins to be crushed, and the whole city, all the taller buildings begin to collapse together, and there is a scene of flattening a knife cut.
A huge city is like a chopping board tofu, which is easily cut horizontally with a knife, and the more it is cut, the thinner it becomes.
After blinking, even Xu Fengnian didn't dare to stay on the second floor, and fell to the ground, only the harsh noise of Wanjun gravity crushing wood and stone in his ears.
Xu Fengnian stomped lightly, and then smiled bitterly, not only the heavens are moving downward, but also below the ground, like a big Buddha overlooking the world with his palms together, there is nowhere to hide.
Heaven and earth are combined, and there is only one line left, and this line is the sword of Luoyang.
Song Nianqing's face was solemn, the three swords hanging in the air stabbed upward, and the three swords on the ground penetrated downward, obviously trying his best to put on a majestic posture of standing up to the sky and the earth.
The line between heaven and earth is three zhang high.
Needless to say, the walls of the city have long been completely destroyed.
If it weren't for their "foresight", under the power of Luoyang's mighty sword, it would be that the bones of nearly 10,000 people would be gone.
The more Xu Fengnian was at the moment when the overall situation had been decided, the more he did not forget that there were still three masters in the city, Murong Longshui and the spider web moth.
Murong Longshui and the old guy are indeed in the city, and not far from here, three streets apart, Murong Longshui sat on the wall of a low alley, got a pot of wine from nowhere, sat cross-legged, and ate with a bag of broken mouths with his robe, the old moth stood in the alley, and Xu Fengnian made the same action, stomped hard, and the bluestone slabs of the entire alley were cracked, and the old guy sighed: "I didn't expect that after the battle between Luoyang and Tuoba Bodhisattva in the Arctic Ice Field, his wrist became more and more vicious and difficult.
The county lord, with her, if we still want to interfere, we are afraid of taking chestnuts from the fire, and instead of eating roasted chestnuts, we will get into trouble. ” Murong Longshui flicked a few peanuts on his fingers, one far and one near, watching them explode, and said: "This kind of immortal method of controlling heaven and earth is the same as Daxueping borrowing a sword, after all, it is still not invulnerable everywhere, the sword and the fairy sword are invincible, you and I are destined to be detected, but it is not impossible to fight for a glimmer of life."
I'm afraid that the watchdog of the Zhao family in Tai'an City will play a scoundrel now, and I will have to wait for Luoyang to clean up after we will make a move, but it will be more difficult for him to kill Xu Fengnian at that time, it will depend on how this Liu Artemisia Master chooses.
Presumably, Xu Fengnian's head should be worth more than you and me combined, and I heard that this old man has a personal grudge against Bei Liang.
In short, let's stay away and watch the play, Luoyang has an uncertain temperament, in case I annoy her, I don't want to die in Liyang like this. ” Murong Longshui fell lightly to the alley, and the old moth had already left quickly.
The tall and strong county lord glanced at the back of the old moth in a hurry, and smiled.
On the street, Song Nianqing's floating three swords began to fall, and the three swords that entered the ground began to rise, and the six swords were trembling and swaying.
Song Nianqing closed his eyes and stared.
People have seven tricks, and every time a sword is broken, the sword master Song Nianqing will bleed.
When the six swords were all broken, Song Nianqing's eyes, ears, and arms were already bleeding, and the miserable appearance of this kendo master was really terrifying.
It's just that Song Nianqing's expression is still calm.
Since only six of the seven knots bleed, it means that in addition to the fourteen swords on horseback on the surface, Song Nianqing, the first person in the sword pool, is very likely to have hidden a sword.
Xu Fengnian, who waited for Song Nianqing to finally open his sword and leave his last words, actually only guessed half right, the county lord and the old moth were not wrong in the city, but Liu Haoshi was not waiting for an opportunity to lurk in the city.
Ten miles away from the city.
An old man with an old-fashioned face stood in place, and only when Luoyang's hands began to press the heavens and the earth together did he begin to move his steps very slowly.
The first step is less than half of the ordinary person's step.
The second step is a little faster, no different from ordinary people.
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The third step is already the two-step distance between the feet of ordinary people.
And so on.
Heaven and earth thundered, rushing towards the city
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