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Chapter 82: Purple Gold Body, One Sword in a Hundred Years


Two long eyebrows like the beard of the white dragon before and after the Sui Slope Valley fell into battle, the burly figure has always been as immobile as a mountain, this kind of move, is not only a hundred years of experience accumulated cautious, but also dare to and Li Chungang Wang Xianzhi two of the world's first people conceit, if you add the current competition of Xu Fengnian, the three leaders of the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, have provoked him again, when Li Chungang returned from the demon slaying platform, his mood was damaged, Sui Xiangu did not take advantage of the danger, and the question was still the strongest hand, it was Li Chungang's swordsmanship attainments to the extreme of the two-sleeved green snake.

After that, Wang Xianzhi was at the peak of martial arts, no matter how he made a move, he was the strongest player, but it was a pity that it was Yu Groom who took the last half of the sword at that time, because Wang Xianzhi was bent on handing over the last battle to Xu Fengnian, who was far away in the northwest, but from the conversation that the green robe listened to at that time, Wang Xianzhi must not be something that Sui Xiegu could defeat.

This trip into Beiliang, of course, Sui Xiegu is not for anyone's life, thinking about charging and killing the enemy in the Liang Mang War, more is Xu Fengnian, so that this sword-eating old man who regards wealth and fame as a floating cloud wants to compete, Sui Xiegu is probably sure that Xu Fengnian's original reliance on Gao Shulu's physique has disappeared, so the two of them can only be a "battle of will" that kills people without seeing blood, which is somewhat similar to the paper talk that the old master of Chun Ti Thatched Cottage is best at, but today, Sui Xiegu believed that a "fool" like himself who dared to fight with Xu Fengnian had killed the number of his hands.

It's better to come early than to come by chance, just when Xu Fengnian was hostile to the old man, Wu Liuding and Cuihua jointly led the Wu family hundred horses also entered Liangzhou City, came to Qingliang Mountain, and entered the palace all the way unimpeded, more than 100 people who abandoned their horses and walked to the other side of Tingchao Lake where the two masters confronted each other, these withered swordsmen with long swords lined up, except for the young sword crown and the calm female sword attendant, the flow of more than 90 people was pulled, and the mood of Gujing Bubo more or less began to ripple.

Even if a person who watches chess does not speak chess, he will inevitably put himself in the shoes of others, and even more so for those who watch the sword, so that the mind will inevitably be affected.

Among the more than ninety swords, most of them have withered faces, even in the face of the rare peak duel in the life of His Excellency Tingchao, no one showed a shocked expression, there is a proverb at the beginning of the Wu family tree, the heart is dead like a gray sword, in the final analysis, it is the heavy sword that is heavier than people, forget yourself and remember the sword, only in this way, the sword can penetrate the mysteries.

The Wu family advocates the "two swords", one holds the sword as infatuated to meet the lover, after holding a sword, since then unswerving, the martyrdom of the sword is like a martyrdom, can not be regarded as a slave in the hand, the other is such as the descendants respect the ancestors, pay attention to the inheritance of the incense of the sword, and often think about how the ancestors of the swordsman who holds the sword how to deal with the world.

Wu Liuding squatted and sat by the lake, Cuihua with the sword of Suwang stood behind him, the left and right sides of the sword crown were a man about forty years old, surnamed Zhu, yin and sensible, seeing it was like seeing a ghost in white, another old man was under the background, even if he did not smile, he also gave people a lot of kindness, the old man's back was extremely thin and long, the width of the sword was less than half of the ordinary sword, but the length of the sword was the length of two regular swords, the old man was short, and the long sword was almost as tall as a person.

These two people are in the sword mound of the Wu family, which is like a cloud, and it is also extremely heavy, the man who was privately called the head of the Zhu devil by Wu Liuding was once the mortal enemy of Deng Tai'a, both of them were abandoned sons who survived on the sword mountain, from children to teenagers, they have been dependent on each other, and for some reason the two finally turned against each other.

And Helian Wuzhi, nicknamed the old man who married the sword, is one of the few Beimang swordsmen in the sword mound, and the opponent of Deng Tai'a, the illegitimate son of the Wu family, was the one who fought in the mound back then, and the old man Helian no matter how high or low his murderous swordsmanship is, only in terms of his unique views on swordsmanship, he is praised by the ancestors of the Wu family as the leader and no one can match.

The man surnamed Zhu put his hands around his chest and said: "What is the best in the world, as long as I remove those nails, even I have a chance to kill him." ” Although Wu Liuding does not have a good impression of Xu Fengnian, he is still impartial to people and things, and he has always hated the Zhu demon who has been killing in the sword mound several times, if it were not for the fact that this fang left the Wu family is the established fact that raw rice is cooked and matured, even if he is stubborn, he will ask the ancestor to change his mind, and he must not let the tiger return to the mountain.

He and Cuihua never believed that sixty bundles of nails could trap this person, so Wu Liuding sneered-for-tat: "Don't forget that Xu Fengnian at this time is Xu Fengnian who has lost his physique, and his strength has already been greatly reduced.

If Wang Xianzhi hadn't died, you would dare to say such a thing in Emperor Wu City."

The devil sneered and said: "Wang Lao Wei is dead or not, I won't say that I can beat him, but since Xu Fengnian was beaten back to his original form, he is just the first person in the world who is not worthy of his name, why do I say that I can't kill the Wu family's sword crown, I don't even have this bit of courage, it seems that the rivers and lakes are destined to be inferior to the generation, and the Wu family's sword mound is no exception." ” Wu Liuding glared angrily, and was about to speak, only to hear Cuihua say softly: "Zhu Huang, after three days, it is decided that King Su belongs." ” The Zhu Demon who had coveted Su Wang Jian for a long time smiled, but there was a trace of imperceptible apprehension in his hot eyes.

Wu Liuding was even more flustered, but he knew Cuihua's surname too well, and he couldn't persuade him to come back with words, and it was in vain to spend a few large jars of saliva, unless his swordsmanship was higher than her, at this moment, Wu Liuding, who had traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, suddenly realized that he was too content, and always felt that he would one day climb to the top of the sword forest, so he didn't need to worry, Wu Liuding seemed lazy and lazy, but he was not conceited, thinking that his talent was enough to make the whole river and lake wait for that day The old man Helian, who had been looking at the scene over there and listening to the tide pavilion, suddenly said: "I have spent my life watching, learning and understanding, mixed and disorderly, like collecting countless treasures, and I want to weave two seamless treasure curtains in my heart, but I am limited by my own mediocre weavers and powerless.

It is said that it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, it is helpless, and I am even more helpless, there are ten thousand loads of rice but there is no cooking, so there has been no way to show these two curtains to the world. ” The old man turned his head to look at the young sword crown, and said slowly: "I thought that you Wu Liuding could weave the double curtains, but I don't wait for time, I am already over eighty years old, and I don't have a few days to live, and I may not be able to wait until the day when you realize the way of the sword, but now I am fortunate to meet a ready-made" Wu Liuding said with a bitter face: "Marry the old man of the sword, you just keep this in your heart, why bother to say it to make me sad." ” The old man smiled and said, "Our old man will always hate his juniors when they see that they are not motivated." ” Wu Liuding sighed, turned his head to look at the lake, and was stunned.

In addition to the most prestigious people in the Wu family's sword shrine, Zhang Luantai, the left-handed sword who had fought with Gu Jiantang, Liu Jianzhi, who could not tolerate two tigers in Tai'an City on the Qi Jiajie Festival, Yue Zhuowu, the young master of the apricot sword furnace, Xishu Han Banjian and sword monk Cui Meigong, and Nalan Huaiyu, these romantic figures who have stood in the sword forest for many years, are all staring intently at the pinnacle battle next to the arsenal, and the battle between the two top masters in the eyes of the world must be very different from the earth-shattering ghosts and gods, except for the beautiful scenery of autumn and winter snow and the slight ripple of the lake, Then the only eye-catching picture made most of the more than 100 people in the Wu family fall into the clouds, feeling confused, even the top swordsmen such as Zhu Huang, Helian Swordsman and Gongsun Xiushui, their eyes followed that thing slowly.

A chess piece, thrown high, has not yet reached the top and falls, still jumping higher.

Everyone has their own opinions, and Gongsun Xiushui, the first master of the Southern Tang Dynasty in the past, said to himself: "The young vassal king should have created a chessboard, and this son should have taken root, that is, when the killing machine was born, whether the old man with long eyebrows can win depends on whether he can break this chess game before the chess pieces land." ” The charm is still the same as that of Nalan Huaiyu, who smiled and said: "What kind of chessboard, if you want me to see it, that young handsome brother is just playing a show, how can he be suave and suave, when he reaches this realm, no matter how shallow tricks are used by him, he can also thunder on the ground, isn't it just how good-looking and how to come."

Yue Zhuowu, who was almost mad when he practiced the ancient sword, shook his head and said: "Then you really underestimate this person, that old-timer is full of sword energy inside, and his realm cultivation may not be lower than him Xu Fengnian, this move must have a deep meaning, the battle of life and death, how can it be child's play."

The sword monk who was often called Cui Da bald by Wu Liuding had an unsheathed wooden sword "Dragon Descending Wood" on his back, touched his head, and said with emotion: "The Zen taste here is really enough, which makes the poor monk remember the rubbing shoulders with Nagarjuna Zen Master in the mountains behind the two Zen Temples, and the old monk was covered in mud With a hoe, walking on the road to meet me, greeting me with a smile, I was only an ordinary monk in the temple, so I missed it.

In hindsight, I really am the enlightened person of the glass body.

No wonder it is said that the Beiliang Xu family has been pious to the Buddha for 20 years, and a drink and a peck are not cause and effect. ” The pieces began to fall.

Just when everyone thought that a shocking battle was about to start, Helian Jian was amazed and said coldly: "It's clear." ” Cuihua closed her eyes again, and Zhu Huang felt a sense almost at the same time, pouting, with a complicated expression, as if there was admiration and disdain.

The remaining 90 people, a few of them, obviously have to slow down the first half of the beat, and more still don't know the subtlety, still waiting for the thunderous confrontation between the two sides.

I saw that the chess piece gently landed on the shoulders of the white-eyed old man, and the old man's feet began to sink into the ground, until his knees were on the ground, and he stopped the extremely slow downward momentum.

Sui Xiangu withdrew his gaze from Xu Weixiong's side, raised his hand and smashed the chess piece at will.

Then the old man raised his head, and there was a faint indignation and anger in his tone, "Whether you are a kid or Wang Xianzhi, how did you reach the realm of heaven and man who pretends to be a god and a ghost, it is not as neat as it was back then."

I don't like the old man enough to let you do your best."

Xu Fengnian fell to the ground and said calmly: "At that time, how did Wang Xianzhi think of the sword that entered the city, it's hard to say, I can not fight with your predecessors." ” Sui Xiegu sneered and asked, "If I had just dealt with Xu Weixiong's big flaw, would you be willing to fight hard?"

Xu Fengnian didn't answer the question directly, and said with a smile: "Didn't the old-timers not make a move?"

Sui Xiegu didn't speak, but Xu Fengnian swept away, and his figure blocked in front of Xu Weixiong.

Sui Xiangu didn't make a move before, but he deliberately bore the entire weight of this small world, otherwise how could a chess piece make his legs sink deeply.

Taoist records once had an immortal who pressed a reed against Buzhou Mountain, and as a result, the entire mountain collapsed and cracked.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, even if it is true, it is revealed And it is easy to see that before a reed falls on Buzhou Mountain, the mountain must have been under countless magnificent pressures.

Sui Xiegu knows better than outsiders that the kid has set up a game, and he has two choices, one is to kill Xu Weixiong, and the other is to resist the weight of this small world.

Sui Slope Valley No matter what the original intention was, he still chose the more difficult latter, which made the old man lose to Xu Fengnian in the eyes of onlookers.

Sui Xiegu didn't know what to think, and he didn't want to stop there, and he had to fight again.

Listen to a buzzing sound coming from the attic, like the murmur of countless mosquitoes and flies gathering together.

Xu Fengnian wanted to speak again and again, but finally did not speak.

I will hurt, but you will die.

Sui Xiangu, who knew the meaning, smiled, wrapped his fingers around a long eyebrow, knotted it gently, and asked, "How can you know if you don't try?"

Old Man Helian sighed heavily, a little sad, "Why do you insist on this, is the sword way of the world really going to change from prosperity to decline in this generation?"

Listening to the silence in the Tide Pavilion for an instant.

Only a sword swept out of the tall building.

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Famous sword Shu Road.

Before Chu Lushan opened Shu with a thousand horses, there were already blue-shirted swordsmen who opened Shu with one person and one sword.

Xu Fengnian took a step, squatted slightly on his knees, put the fingers of his right hand together, and held the sword with his left hand in the posture of holding a knife, pointing directly at Sui Xiegu, pointing to this sword-eating swordsman who had exchanged arms with the old man in sheepskin Qiu and had not yet distinguished himself.

For Li Chungang, no matter how big the world is, it will be a sword.

For Xu Fengnian, who is getting farther and farther away from the rivers and lakes, no matter how good the rivers and lakes are, as long as he is still the king of Beiliang, it is also a scenery that can only be seen across the river.

Even in that river and lake, there is still the back of the old man in sheepskin, Lao Huang's sword box, and Wen Hua's wooden sword.

He can only stay in Beiliang, just like Wang Xianzhi stays in Emperor Wu City.

He is in Beiliang and doesn't care about the world, but this doesn't mean that anyone can come to Beiliang to make a move to cross the line.

At this moment, on the surface of Tingchao Lake, a large purple golden lotus flower spread all over the lake was suddenly released, not like a human object, in a trance, swaying.

In an instant, the purple and gold body was molded, just like the high tree dew back then.

Sui Xiegu looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly vomited.

He spit out thousands of sword qi that had been devoured for a hundred years.

Emperor Wu's extremely slow entry into the city with a sword, Wang Xianzhi's four apprentices joined forces, and it seemed that the last half of the sword was stopped by Yu Groom, but in fact, that sword was still half a sword, tangible but without divine intent.

At this moment, it is the complete sword that Sui Xiegu wants to ask the first person in the sword world.

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