Xu Fengnian stood by the water in a daze, still maintaining the strange posture of holding Chunlei upright and holding Chunlei backward.
The old sword god did not make a sound, confirming that the girl killer fell from the tip of the reeds only after she retreated far away. In martial arts practice, most people advance step by step, accumulating steadily, and even sailing against the current. This is an example. After reaching the peak of Kendo, he encountered a series of twists and turns, and his mind was uncertain. Instead of crossing that threshold, he fell into the realm of mortals and land gods and went further and further away. But there are some geniuses who are able to rise to the top under the great opportunity. A hundred years ago, there was Qi Xuan frame, and later there was the new head teacher of Wudang and the female Dharma king of Mount Landa. Most of these strange flowers are seeking an illusory and supreme way If you catch it, you will become a dragon. If you can't catch it, you will be unknown for a lifetime. It belongs to the state of breaking and then standing, but the realm of instant promotion is like lighting a candle in a dark room, the light is fleeting in an instant, and cannot be always bright. As for how much mystery can be understood afterwards, it depends on luck and talent. You can't escape this rut, so what if you occasionally burst out with a sword of a fairy, is it a land fairy? In the eyes of the old sword god, apart from the unlucky assassinated Wang Mingyin, among the remaining top nine masters in the world, Wang Xianzhi is probably the only one who has entered the realm of land gods. The peak is almost the same, but it is still a hair away from the fairy in the world. It seems that it is a thousand miles away, and there is really no end to the journey of martial arts.
Xu Fengnian let out a sigh of relief, after the bloody battle where his life was hanging by a thread, he didn't feel tired at all. Da Huang Ting was really amazing. Turning around to support Wei Shuyang, the old Taoist of Jiudoumi was full of guilt. Shu Shu and Yang Qingfeng, who were both injured, had their own division of labor. Shu Shu followed closely, and Yang Qingfeng stayed to deal with Lu Qiantang's funeral. The old sword god stepped on the reed and left first, free and easy, Pei Nanwei was dazzled for a while, today's twists and turns almost overturned the 30 years of stable life of Princess Jing'an, the old man in sheepskin fur had excellent swordsmanship, The Baizhang Green Snake was incomparably majestic, Fengziying Qingqi fought to the death against the peasants, the two generals took the lead, and the maidservant in Tsing Yi with a red spear was superb, desperate to die for the Savior. The seemingly invincible farmer was killed by a strange girl with a hand-made knife. In the official way and the reeds, the absurd Beiliang Shizi twice blatantly used the knife. Where is the idiot dandy rumored by the outside world? It is clear that killing and defeating the enemy is very familiar!
Pei Nanwei walked behind Xu Fengnian, and said softly, "I finally know why Zhao Heng went out of his way to kill you."
Seeing that Wei Shuyang was really unable to walk, Xu Fengnian, who simply carried the old Taoist on his back gently, said in a cold tone: "Princess Pei, this son is thinking about how to deal with you, so I advise you to talk less. Since Zhao Heng doesn't care about your life or death, I don't mind one more time on the ground." Anyway, enough people died today. Zhao Heng said to send his nephew thousands of miles away, but Wang Mingyin came to see him off. If his nephew sent back a head of Princess Jing'an, I believe Uncle Jing'an would be very moved."
Pei Nanwei was silent at the moment.
Xu Fengnian suddenly softened his tone, but it wasn't that Princess Jing'an had this kind of treatment, but he softly asked a subordinate who was far behind Pei Nanwei in status: "Shu Shame, if you want to leave, why don't you leave?" I won't stop you, and Xu Xiao will explain it for you."
Shu Shu seemed completely unaware that His Royal Highness of the Liangbo City Mansion would have such an open and honest speech. He was stunned for a moment, looking at the back with a lot of dust and blood on his robes, and said softly: "Your Highness, in the future there will be more Is there such a near-death situation?"
Xu Fengnian looked up at the sky, nodded and said: "Not necessarily, if there is, it is probably more dangerous than today. If you don't leave today, I will not hesitate to treat you as a chess piece that can be discarded at will."
Shu shyly hummed. The breeze was blowing, and there was a faint fragrance of reeds. The beauty-loving Shu shy stretched out her fingers to smooth the flying black hair on her forehead, looked at the sky with His Royal Highness, and said with a smile: "Will it be good if you don't leave? Your Highness It is also clear that Shu Shu is such a philistine."
Unexpectedly, Xu Fengnian stopped in his tracks, turned his head and said with a smile: "I knew you had been coveting this son's body for a long time, but I really can't agree to this matter."
Wei Shuyang, who was seriously injured but conscious, reached out and stroked his beard, smiling without saying a word. Shu Shu, whose charming secret had been exposed, blushed when she heard this, and burst into tears instantly. Xu Fengnian looked at the charming woman in front of him, smiled and said: "Shu Shame, you are actually very good-looking, really."
Shu Shu had the rare courage to joke: "The whole Beiliang knows what His Royal Highness said in bed, and it has always been true."
Xu Fengnian was walking on the path full of greenery, and from time to time he reached out to push away the messy and sloping reeds, "Are you sure you don't want to go?"
Shu shyly smiled and said, "I'm thinking about it."
Xu Fengnian hesitated for a moment, and said: "If you leave, I will give you silver for silver, and secret books for secret books. If you don't leave, Shu Sha, let me ask you, do you want to be a princess for a while?"
Shu shy heart trembled, and asked cautiously: "Princess?"
Xu Fengnian nodded and said, "Princess Jing'an."
Shu shyly said tentatively: "It's still difficult to pretend to be disguised with such an all-powerful appearance like a princess."
Xu Fengnian hummed, and just aroused the curiosity in Shu Shui's stomach that was growing like a reed, but there was nothing to say. At the same time, she simply regards Princess Jing'an Pei Nanwei as nothing.
Wei Shuyang felt that it was inappropriate to be carried on his back by His Royal Highness, and said, "Your Highness, the old man can walk on his own."
Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "It's okay, it's okay, when I was a child, Grandpa Wei always memorized it in the Tide Tide Pavilion, this time it's my turn."
Wei Shuyang sighed and smiled vicissitudes.
Pei Nanwei and Shu Shu, each with their own thoughts, walked quietly behind the old and the young.
The wind was blowing, the reeds were swaying, and finally came to the end of the path.
On the potholed official road, there was a silent and murderous aura. Xu Fengnian first placed Wei Shuyang on a carriage, and the blue bird whose life and death were uncertain lay in the front one. But seeing the presence of the old god Li Chungang, Xu Fengnian Heaving a sigh of relief, he ordered Shu Yu to take some talismans and collect the red armor carefully, and finally walked to Wang Mingyin's body and squatted down. For this top-notch martial artist, he had only heard Xu Xiao mention the offensive and defensive battle in Xiangfan before. Although Wang Mingyin is the younger brother of Xiangfan Confucian general Wang Yangming, he has a deep understanding of the Spring and Autumn War. Back then, he urged Wang Yangming to abandon the city and live in seclusion together, but the Shangyin soldier wanted to kill himself. Ren sacrificed his life for righteousness, Wang Mingyin had to watch until the end of the curtain, so he didn't have any deep hatred for Xu Xiao, he just left a vow not to allow the Xu family to enter Xiangfan, and came today as promised. The assassin who was supposed to be an ally stabbed him with a sneak attack, and the number one in the world became a vacancy. I don't know how many warriors in the world began to move about it. Xu Fengnian picked up the golden soft sword and looked it over carefully. Ning Emei, the great halberd, stood quietly behind him. Xu Fengnian put the soft sword on Wang Mingyin and asked, "General Ning, what's wrong with your right arm?"
Ning Emei knelt down on one knee, lowered her head and said in a low voice, "It's nothing to do. It's just that the subordinate is incompetent and almost delayed His Highness's important affairs. Please punish him!"
Xu Fengnian got up and looked at the dust splashed by horseshoes in the distance, shook his head and said with a smile: "Punishment is not punishment, let's talk about it later, you have people buried this Wang Mingyin in the reed marsh, at least he is the eleventh master in the world. If you have lumps, let Shu Shu and Yang Qingfeng do it later."
Ning Emei shook her head and said: "Feng Ziying is obedient to His Highness!"
Xu Fengnian blew a whistle, and his horse galloped towards him. He jumped up, and when he passed the carriage where Li Chungang and Jiang Ni were, he took the instant gun. Then he raised his gun and rode his horse to the front of dozens of Qingqi, and said coldly: "Pull the knife!"
The dozens of brave cavalry drew their swords in unison in an instant, facing the thundering horseshoes on the official road together with His Royal Highness, listening to the sound, there were no less than five hundred Qingzhou heavy armored cavalry.
The eighty Beiliang Qingqi faced off against the six hundred Qingzhou heavy cavalry. On the opposite side, you can vaguely see Senhan sword halberds surrounded by jet-black heavy armor. The leader is a man wearing a big yellow python robe, and beside him is a majestic general in thick armor, with a silver and white pear flower spear in his hand, with a red tassel, looking mighty . The general seemed to have said a few words to the man in the boa robe, and he rode forward alone. Xu Fengnian charged forward without saying a word, and when he was a hundred steps away, the general from Qingzhou seemed to feel the murderous intent of the incoming man, suppressed his underestimation of the enemy, and frowned. To deal with it, he thought that he could knock the young man in Huafu off his horse with a single shot. If King Jing'an hadn't ordered him not to hurt anyone, he couldn't help but give this Beiliang son a good lesson for the soldiers of the Qingzhou army.
At fifty paces, the military commander saw that this guy was approaching more rapidly, he had no intention of talking at all, and became angry for a while, not knowing what was good or bad!
With a flick of his wrist, he charged forward with his gun, Hongying spun around, and then danced a beautiful gun flower, which made the Qingzhou cavalry behind him applaud.
The two riders met in an instant.
The silver-white pear flower gun was brushed away by the handsome young master with one hand, and the scarlet and strange spear in his hand stabbed with lightning, piercing the armor instantly, and the spear bent in an astonishing arc, forcibly touching the chest of the burly general! When the two riders passed by sideways, the general with the broken iron armor on his chest was shot flying and fell on the official road. The young master with the white horse and red spear stabbed again, directly stabbing the general to death on the spot. The white horse leisurely turned around and faced the six hundred Qingzhou elite cavalry again. The son with the spear in his hand shook lightly and threw a string of eye-catching blood beads on the ground. Looking at the gloomy man in the python robe, he said with a smile: "Jing'an Uncle Wang, looking at this ostentation, do you really want to send my nephew off for thousands of miles?"