The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade

Chapter 179: Celestial to Celestial

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died.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan in the house couldn't die anymore, even the legendary land god, whose sea of qi exploded the meridians all over his body, couldn't survive.

The woman outside the house stared blankly at the glass vat that was shattered all over the floor. A dozen red carps were hidden among the emerald green lotus leaves. Just now, the two of them passed through the vat like a knife, and thousands of catties of water poured out. Wet her silk embroidered shoes. The sky was cool like autumn, and the autumn wind and autumn chill spread all over her body from the soles of her feet.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng leaned against the door limply, and she, who has always been praised by her elders for being calm in every major event, also lost her ability to think and her mind went blank. Uncle Xuanyuan Jingxuan, no matter how misbehaving, is a top-notch martial artist after all. After decades of step-by-step work, he has solidly forged a diamond physique. In Huishan, he is recognized only by his ancestors and Xuanyuan Guoqi, who is "three-foot Qingfeng embraces immortal energy", and even claims to have entered the mysterious and mysterious world. The Zhixuan Realm is just entering the Zhixuan, so what if the foundation is still not solid, Zhixuan, the rivers and lakes are also called martial arts, and when you reach Zhixuan, you can truly become a towering tree standing in the martial arts forest, and Taoist masters are expected to soar , Shimen Living Buddha can be transformed into a relic, and the martial arts practitioners other than the three religions are more vigorous and domineering. They use their strength to prove the way, without external force, and purely use their physical body to resist the mighty catastrophe of heaven. Just thinking about it makes people's blood boil.

How did you die in the blink of an eye

Xuanyuan Qingfeng is limited by his mediocre talent, so he is not suitable for practicing martial arts, but he has read the secret books since he was a child, and he has been used to seeing masters' tricks since he was a child, especially his photographic memory, so he has a sharp eye. She could see that when Xuanyuan Jingxuan lost his mind when he was facing the enemy, he actually wanted to kill him very soon, but the opponent didn't give him this chance at all. I guess there is no way to die more shamelessly than this. As a master of Zhixuan, But he was easily and leisurely approached face to face, and was shot dead with one blow. Xuanyuan Qingfeng glimpsed some secrets at that moment, Xuanyuan Jingxuan's body is like a Buddhist king's King Kong is not bad, although it is two layers away from the celestial realm where the inner and outer and the heaven and the earth are harmonious, but at least it is a self-contained majestic atmosphere in the body , The reason why it was shattered by one blow seemed to be that after being strangled by the neck, the air machine was used to guide the air machine in a tyrannical and vicious way, just like the turtle and snake of the northern basalt, which eventually caused the meridians to explode inch by inch.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng hesitated to speak, his lips trembled, and found that he didn't know what to say. When she saw that her mother was about to turn around and walk into the house, she finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Mother, are you sure you don't want to go to Guniu to descend the snowy plain?"

The woman turned her head and asked: "Would you like to see Xuanyuan Jingcheng seek death?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng said to himself: "Since Dad can kill Xuanyuan Jingxuan, it may not be impossible..."

She crossed the threshold without even looking at the bloody corpse, and said with a smile, "So what? Xuanyuan Jingcheng is not the Xuanyuan Jingcheng that our mothers and I know, so I'll regret it and cry until I cry like a pear blossom." Yu go to beg him to change his mind? Then treat him as a guest and grow old together in Huishan?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng burst into tears, and said: "Mother, you really don't feel bad at all?"

She smiled and said: "I, I don't know how to feel distressed for a long time. If you want to go, go to Daxueping. Mother wants to be alone for a while."

An old nanny who watched Xuanyuan Qingfeng grow up hurried over and said respectfully: "Madam, miss, master went to Daxueping alone for some reason. Someone at the foot of the mountain claimed that master invited him to Guniu Dagang as a guest, and it seemed that it was the The domineering prince of Beiliang, with a hundred retinues armed with swords and crossbows, has already started to climb the mountain, and will soon reach Yimen. Those who blocked the way in the house were torn apart by an unremarkable young man, and his methods were very cruel. Rumors The sword god Li Chungang who humiliated our Xuanyuan family back then is also among them, and the second master has already brought troops to stop him."

Climbing up to Guniu Dagang, there are 300 steps of jade-paved corridors, and a memorial archway is built across the road, which is the Yimen of Xuanyuan, Huishan. "There is also a similar building in the neighboring Longhu Mountain. Civil servants and military generals need to see the stele and get off their horses to show the respect of the Taoist ancestral family. When they arrive at Huishan, it reminds all the people from the rivers and lakes who visit to take the initiative to pick up their swords and untie their swords. It's not that young people don't have high self-esteem, warriors and reckless men who don't want to follow the rules, but there are only a handful of people who have succeeded like Li Chungang, and most of them have been left behind.

The sallow and emaciated Xu Longxiang was able to fight vigorously, and he was simply invincible.

You must know that Huishan is said to have gathered nearly a thousand martial arts elites. The Xuanyuan family dominates the southeast, roughly divided into several types of people. The first type is of course the direct lineage of the family whose surname is Xuanyuan. Xuanyuan Jingyi and Xuanyuan Jingxuan put up the airs, and together with their relatives and other talented people from all walks of life in Xuanyuan, they formed the most luxuriant martial arts tree in the southeast of the dynasty. Relatives and estrangements, as well as the level of martial arts talent, can go to the Pavilion of Aspirations to read the secrets. Next is the hawks and lackeys that Xuanyuan raises with secret books and a lot of money. There are two types of dogs here. Putting his tail down to serve the Xuanyuan family, doing some shady activities of licking blood in exchange for a job, if Yuan Tingshan had not had the relationship with Xuanyuan Qingfeng, he would belong to this camp, and he had to rely on real skills in exchange for what he wanted. Then there is Xuanyuan's carefully cultivated personal military force. There are two groups of main force, one group is two hundred cavalry, fifty heavy cavalry cost countless money, and relatively cheap one hundred and fifty light cavalry, and the other group is loyal The slain fighters have complex identities. They may be warriors or rangers who fled to Huishan for refuge, and more are assassins who were slowly cultivated by Xuanyuan as pawns since childhood. Very few people in this category can live to their thirties, which shows that The Xuanyuan family is active in the southeast rivers and lakes.

His Royal Highness and Huang Man'er stood under the gate of Yi.

Standing beside him was an old man in sheepskin fur, and Blue Bird was holding a momentary gun.

Behind them are Euphorbia Ning Emei and Baima Yicong.

There are crowds of people near the second gate, layer upon layer, and eighteen kinds of weapons are complete with knives, guns and sticks. Xuanyuan Jingyi stood on the steps with a gloomy face, and nearly a hundred archers with outstanding arms were in a favorable position, ready to go.

More than 30 guest ministers were dispatched, all of whom had long been famous masters in the Jianghu.

Xu Fengnian clicked his tongue and said with emotion: "What a turbulent river and lake."

The head is already covered with dark clouds, and there is a sign of heavy rain.

Decades later, when he went up the mountain again, the old man Li, who was single-armed and without a sword, dozed off while standing, without saying a word.

Xu Fengnian turned his head and asked, "How far is it from Guniujiang, the den of thieves?"

The old sword god opened his eyes, and said lazily: "It's not too far. There is a large flat land outside Guniujiang, which is Daxueping. If nothing else, Xuanyuan Jingcheng will fight Xuanyuan Dapan there, It is indeed a good place to die."

Xu Fengnian had a headache and said: "So many first-rate and second-rate masters gathered together, plus hundreds of dead soldiers, how do we get there?"

Li Chungang said unhappily: "The old man can easily pass through alone. As for you, if you want to fight head-on, you can just wait for all the explanations here. You are a big family with hundreds of years of foundation, and you are a vegetarian? "

Xu Fengnian asked in a low voice: "To capture the thief first, capture the king?"

The old sword god thought for a while and said, "You mean to win Xuanyuan's respect?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and nodded, eager to try.

The old sword god rubbed his chin, squinted his eyes and said: "If the old man goes out in person, it's easy, but there's no reason for you to watch the show without the old man's help. You kid, let Huang Man'er shout first, let's get off the horse, tear up a few people and then talk about other things." .Let's look at the girl beside you who is not good at playing Sha Nai's gun. When does the old man make a move, it depends on his mood. Don't worry, I won't let you wait too long. The old man is also very curious about Xuanyuan Jingcheng who did not hesitate to trade his life for the realm It's not too uncommon for Tianxiang and Tianxiang to fight each other at any height, but it's interesting if two or two are in a situation where they can't die. If you accidentally jump out of half a land fairy, you will be lucky , your boy is not good at other skills, but stealing a teacher is so-so."

Seeing Huang Man'er striding forward, the old sword god said with a little sentimentality: "I wasted all my hard work back then. I managed to get out of Xuanyuan to respect the city, and I rebelled against it. This big tree was dug up by Xuanyuan Dapan's hands. It's hollow in the stomach, and it's still going to fall."

Daxueping.

The middle-aged scholar walked slowly against the wind, his sleeves fluttering, and he was outstanding.

After forbearance for twenty years, this moment finally came to light.

Along the way, I kept coughing and oozing blood. No one could see through his Xuanyuan Jingcheng thought about many things, good and bad, honor and disgrace, ups and downs.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng stopped in his tracks, looked at the tall figure at the end of Daxueping, and murmured: "We've finally come here."

That figure was unusually burly.

This is an old man with a good face. The old man with white hair twenty years ago has turned his temples black. He stood at the gate of Guniujiang's mansion with a serious expression and a majestic aura.

The only ancestor on Huishan Mountain who is qualified to say that he enjoys the pure blessings of the land has sharp eyes and a loud voice: "Jingcheng, have you ever read that you can resonate with the heaven and the earth?"

The thick voice was stirring in Daxueping.

There is a string of wind chimes hanging under the eaves of Guniujiang. Because of the strong wind blowing on the top of the mountain, they jingle all year round.

At this time, it was silent.

Like a dying person strangled by the neck.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said calmly: "Whether it is a celestial phenomenon, you will know after trying it."

The old man who has been in the Xuanyuan family for a long time has been able to return to his original nature in the past twenty years. He laughed boldly and said: "I want to see if you, an unworthy descendant, can survive a hundred tricks!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who no longer had to deliberately suppress his realm, raised his hand.

Take a step with your right foot and slightly bend your left knee.

Stretch out with one hand, take it back with the other.

Wonderful.

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky swirled like a tornado and descended suddenly.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said softly: "I shake Kunlun."