Xu Fengnian asked people to take out three good swords from the arsenal and make the most expensive appetizer in the world for Sui Xiegu, the old man would not be polite to this kid, and casually picked up an ancient sword with the words "Yunfeng Gap Ice Wheel" engraved on the body of the sword, and put it horizontally on his lap, his fingers broke off a sword tip, and threw it into his mouth, like chewing soybeans.
Xu Fengnian did not squint, but the old ancestor who ate the sword looked at the graceful woman, and then looked at the young man who had not yet been established, and the look seemed to be saying that there is still a plain and innocent vassal king like you in the world Xu Fengnian looked at the green lake, and occasionally a bright group of carp slid over the back, and the old man with the knife was suppressed at the bottom of the lake for many years, and when he saw the sky again, Lao Huang also picked up the nickname of Jian Jiuhuang again.
At that time, the eldest sister was still on Jiangnan Road, the second sister was still studying in Shangyin School Palace, Xu Xiao was not so old as much, and he was still full of longing and reverie about the rivers and lakes.
Sui Xiegu lowered his mouth quickly, drank quickly, ate swords faster, and soon began to eat the second sharper "Ten Thousand Thunder", looking at the absent-minded Xu Fengnian, he sneered slightly: "The first time we met, your kid's three legs were trembling, and now he is better than Wang Xianzhi, he is really like a beggar who has won gold and silver, he is extremely generous, and he sits in the same pavilion with the old man, and he dares to travel thousands of miles." ” Xu Fengnian mentioned the last sword, Yaoguang, who was one of the three rune swords of Longhu Mountain three hundred years ago, had hidden the sword in the box in the Tingchao Pavilion for many years, and it can be said that he was raised in the deep boudoir and was still full of brilliance after being unsheathed.
Xu Fengnian thought about it, beckoned to call the maidservant who had not gone far, and asked her to retrieve two more good swords, Sui Xiangu didn't care about this, and quipped: "It is rumored that there is a sword frame in Chao Pavilion, and six peerless famous swords have been shelved, and this time there are two of them among the top ten famous swords in the world, one is a helper, and the other is Shu Dao.
Others can't get close to you, and the old man must not be difficult. ” Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "It's not that I am reluctant to take out Fu Ping and Shu Dao, but I can't take them out, those two swords are my second sister's favorite, and she has often wiped them since she was a child." ” Sui Xiegu finished eating the famous sword Wan Qi Lei, burped, squinted and smiled: "If the old man insists on eating, what should you do?"
Xu Fengnian smiled but said nothing.
The old man stretched out a finger, and the long snow-white eyebrows that drooped down his knees were like a snake wrapped around his fingers, and the tips of his eyebrows fluttered.
The maid who stood sideways on the stone steps outside the pavilion suddenly felt a cold chill, like being stuffed with a handful of winter snow in her neckline, she raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the young vassal king who had been sitting quietly in the pavilion, for some reason, after seeing him, she was a little chilly, for a maid like her who was not on duty in Wutong Courtyard, the young man in front of her who heard that he would wear the python robe of the vassal king in a few moments, even if he looked close in front of him, within reach, but far away in the sky.
But up and down Qingliang Mountain, they were already looking forward to him wearing the robe sent by the Golden Thread Weaving Bureau, guessing what color it would be, whether it would be apricot yellow or blue like the general, whether it would be a group dragon or a rising dragon, the texture of Shu brocade or Ayaluo, especially the women in the palace, no matter what age, they all felt that when he wore the python robe of the vassal king one day in the future, he would definitely be the most handsome man in the world.
They also knew that the imperial court had asked the eunuch to personally send a jade white python robe, but he only passed through it once on the border, and then he was locked at the bottom of the box and completely entered the cold palace.
The maidservant opened her mouth slightly, and the pavilion where the prince and the sword-eating old fairy were sitting before, but after she lost her mind for a moment, it was completely empty, and she didn't feel the slightest breeze.
The two of them just disappeared into her eyes out of thin air.
On the lake between the lakeside Tingchao Pavilion and the Lakeside Pavilion, Xu Fengnian turned his back to the arsenal and swept away, although his figure was only a glimpse, but in the eyes of several onlookers in the dark, it was still indescribably freehand.
Three zhang in front of him is the Sui Slope Valley with one hand behind him, and the two long eyebrows of the fairy wind bones are like a dragon's long beard, fluttering in the wind.
Neither of them made a move, and the ethereal Xu Fengnian paused again after going ashore, and the figure of Sui Xiegu leaning forward slightly also appeared in everyone's sight.
These two characters who are very different in age but are both standing on the top of the rivers and lakes still did not tear their faces and fight, but the gap between the two has narrowed to two feet.
It's no more than three.
Xu Fengnian stopped under the triple door plaque of Tingchao Pavilion and no longer retreated.
Sui Xiegu laughed loudly, but he didn't insist on breaking through the gate, but on tiptoe, he rose from the ground and went to the high place of the attic.
After a blink of an eye, there was a strange scene, the maid in the pavilion stretched her neck to look, only to see that the white-eyed old fairy who ate the sword fell back to the pedestal of the Tingchao Pavilion, and stretched out the one-arm and patted the shoulder, as if patting the dust.
Xu Fengnian was suspended in the air equivalent to the sixth floor, looking condescendingly at the old man on the ground.
The robe under his armpit was cut by a wisp of sword qi that reached the godless realm.
The sword qi is invisible, the sword of the heart is there, it is considered to be superior and superior, and it can be used with top masters, there are still clues to follow, but the perfect flying sword technique, if it is invisible and godless, the power of coming and going is unpredictable, it is really a headache, as for Deng Tai'a's flying sword skills, it is clear that there is a sword but it is better than the sword qi, it is already a fair and honest sword fairy style, I believe that no one wants to provoke this middle-aged sword god who borrowed a sword from Li Chungang and returned from a visit to the East China Sea, after Wang Xianzhi's death, Tuoba Bodhisattva did not dare to say that he was sure of victory, The victory or defeat is between five or five at most, and Xu Fengnian does not have this strength now.
And the hundred-year-old Sui Xiegu is undoubtedly the second person in the world of swordsmanship under Deng Tai'a, even if the old man laughed at himself when he went north with Deng Tai'a, he lived to a dog at the age of 100, but after all, for hundreds of years, Li Chungang alone chased Lu Zu with his sword, and Deng Tai'a's swordsmanship was originally recognized by the world as "inferior swordsmanship" among the sword immortals, and there was no reason to talk about these two people.
Sui Xiegu's kendo attainments lost to Li Chungang, and his swordsmanship admitted that he lost to Deng Tai'a, who was several generations behind, but this is not a reason why Sui Xiegu can be underestimated by anyone.
Xu Fengnian stepped down on the Sui Slope Valley who wanted to fly into the building, and the Sui Slope Valley treated each other with courtesy, cutting his robe with sword energy.
Listening to the Chao Pavilion, there was a sudden tension, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Xu Weixiong, who was in a wheelchair, appeared outside the steps and said calmly: "Two external objects, just give them to him." ” In her opinion, for the sake of the two swords that never had the chance to pull out of their sheaths in person, there was no need to annoy the old swordsman with long eyebrows whose name was not in the martial arts review, but his strength was long enough to be on the list.
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "If it's mine, just give it away."
Second sister, what you like, no. ” Sui Xiegu, who was stopped four times in a row, couldn't help but sneer: "What a big breath, I really think that you, a snake with broken muscles and bones, can kill the world and cross the river dragon."
Xu Fengnian smiled, "This is what the seniors asked for." ” Sui Xiegu pulled the corners of his mouth, and said gloomily: "Yo, the kid really caught the old man's original just joking, since you are not interested, the old man just took this opportunity to correct the name of the swordsman in the world, without Wang Xianzhi, how can it be the turn of the first person in the world to use the sword." ” Xu Fengnian said indifferently: "After the battle with Wang Xianzhi, I have a little experience, and I realized three tricks, and my predecessors can bear it, not to mention offering Fu Ping and Shu Dao with both hands, it is this arsenal, and it is also yours." ” After saying this, Xu Fengnian raised his hand, and the palace masters and dead soldiers lurking in the secret place began to retreat quickly, and the idiot maid was taken away on the spot and thrown directly to the other side of Tingchao Lake.
Sui Xiegu closed his eyes and waited quietly.
Xu Weixiong didn't move, just held his cheeks with one hand, tilted his head, and looked up at the tall younger brother, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.
It seems that there is really no way to beat him like he used to.
The majestic wind rises at the end of Qingping.
There is a reed swinging on the shore of the lake, the autumn reeds have turned gray, the stalks are slanted, and the hairy reed leaves in clusters are gradually withering.
The wind gradually rose, and the flakes were born.
If someone looks closely, they can see that the hollow reed stalks that are born from the water are beginning to break inch by inch, and they are disorganized.
This piece of reeds at the end of autumn swings, flying like snow.
At the same time, this Tingchao Lake, located on the mountainside of Qingliang Mountain, was originally quiet and peaceful with a green water mirror, fragmented, finely fragmented, like countless hammers tirelessly hitting this water mirror, and occasionally koi jumped out of the water and turned into powder.
Countless mottled cracks began to appear in the brightly colored wooden pavilion in the center of the lake, and the two rows of acacia willows on the path in the center of the lake also began to emit a dull cracking sound.
In the end, this shore at the foot of the Tingchao Pavilion was also affected, starting from the water's edge to the open space at Xu Fengnian's feet, it was crawling with fleeting and instantaneous air flow lines, but this undercurrent intentionally or unintentionally bypassed Sui Xiegu and Xu Weixiong, but the situation of the two was different, Xu Weixiong bypassed it by himself, and the old man was like a stone in the heart of the river, and he crashed into the torrent.
Xu Fengnian "sits" cross-legged, looking down at the immovable Sui Slope Valley.
The comprehension of the two of them for the sword, whether it is sword moves or sword intent, are the most top-notch people in the contemporary world, Xu Fengnian has also drawn a scoop according to the gourd several times, according to the original Li Chungang's sword at the top of the snow ping, the momentum of borrowing the sword, at every turn a hundred swords, but Xu Fengnian knows that this kind of large-scale sword momentum, against ordinary martial artists, is both beautiful and practical, because each sword and each share of sword qi even if it is distributed to a certain person, the power is also extremely considerable, but once you meet an opponent like Sui Xiegu who is equal or slightly different, No one has ever squandered their energy so much.
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Just like on the surface of the East China Sea in Emperor Wu City, after a lapse of several decades, Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi met again, the majestic sword flow of the old man in sheepskin Qiu seemed to be scattered, and he smashed his head towards Wang Xianzhi, but in fact, it was a sword connected to a sword, and the sword qi was closely connected.
Xu Fengnian created momentum at this time in Tingchao Lake, so he did the opposite, although he was the first to make a move, but it was not me who made a move, but took the initiative to send it to Sui Xiegu, which is quite a host's posture of welcoming guests, I brought out a large table that can be called a sumptuous meal and wine, whether you eat or not, it depends on whether your appetite is big enough This move not only contains the meaning of Li Chungang's sword, but also the Hu Ji beat of Xue Songguan in the rain alley, and the essence of Deng Tai'a's thunder pool, and also contains a bit of Zen of Nagarjuna monks.
As long as the Sui Slope Valley, which is drawn as a prison, makes a move, it will move the whole body and become the enemy of this small world.
Whether Sui Xiegu is to correct his swordsmanship, or to correct the name of the swordsmen in the world, he must first get out of this cage similar to the small world of Buddhism.
At the moment when Sui Xiegu was about to make a move, Xu Fengnian turned his head to look at Xu Weixiong, smiled, and then threw a chess piece high, slowly and casually.
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