The thunder from the sky was as thick as an embraced tree, and they were all projected on the snowy plain in the blink of an eye, blasting nine big holes. Fortunately, all the spectators were safe and sound. The Purple Snake Thunderbolt was striking at Patriarch Xuanyuan's side, the old fellow was so proud that he didn't dodge, he smashed his fist as big as a bowl at a purple lightning pillar, under the touch, the ground shook, mountains shook, and snow appeared on the snowy plain There was a burst of flames in the form of a net, and the ancestors of Huishan stood still, except that one arm sleeve was completely burned, and the residual purple electricity was shining, like a general of the Ministry of Thunder.
Xuanyuan Guoqi's strength is superior, and his realm is difficult. He has long been obedient to the destiny, but after seeing this scene, his heart still fluctuates violently. In Huishan, he is the only one who has the right to speak a few words with the cold-tempered Xuanyuan Dapan, but it is just talking, far from equal, even though Xuanyuan Guoqi is already a master of swordsmanship, he still has to lower his eyebrows and be pleasing to the eye in front of his ancestors Speak respectfully. Huishan Xuanyuan was also known as North Brother Shunan Xuanyuan before the collapse of the Forbidden Villa. The martial arts background has a long history, and he learned from others. The descendants of Huishan's direct descendants removed a few exquisite and unique methods. It is said that people have a congenital sword fetus, so they learned swords early. Up to now, there are three generations of respected characters. Jingxuan and the two mastered two martial arts secret books, and the next generation, because of the large number of descendants, became more and more mixed. Xuanyuan Qingfeng held a jade ruyi, and Xuanyuan Jingyi's eldest son Xuanyuan Qingmang chose a string of bells. , although the parents of this generation have gaps, they are still close to each other, and there is no intrigue. Every now and then, they can drink a meal of osmanthus wine and a pot of Mingqian tea.
Just as Xu Fengnian was about to ask a question, the old sword god tilted his head and scratched his ears, as if he had no sense of accomplishment because he couldn't get out the earwax, and said angrily: "Open your eyes and see clearly, the next two competitions are both Things that are hard to buy, the moves may be mediocre. After returning to the basics, it is nothing more than seeking simplicity, but the movement of Qi and the timing are the key. Like swordsmen of my generation, in the final analysis, the sword is nothing more than horizontal and vertical. Picking and teasing, why do ordinary people use swords rigidly, but brilliant swordsmen can generate qi from swords? Sword immortals can fly swords to take heads? Hand out a sword, unless you do your best and reach the limit of your ability, otherwise once the qi turns round , seems to be extremely fast, but suddenly slows down, causing the opponent's expected reception to fall into the empty space. When he changes, he speeds up suddenly. It's just the most common and simple truth. Fighting strength is the foundation of masters fighting with each other. Fighting wits and ruthlessness is the highlight. I remember that when the number one master in Beimang went to the Liangchan Temple, he was stopped by a white-clothed monk. It seems that there is no real fight, not a single move, just standing still, a martial sage, a reincarnation of a Bodhisattva who could have been the head of the Buddha of Shimen, isn't it all dozing off in a daze? Why didn't the Bei Mangzi take action? Hey, this is the real beauty of the Vajra Realm. The so-called first-rank Vajra Realm masters are far behind, and they have a false name. Isn't the dead Xuanyuan Jingxuan known as the Vajra Realm? , King Kong is undefeated!"
The rainwater on the Daxueping was suddenly lifted up by Xuanyuan Jingcheng's Qi machine, and he flew into the air abruptly.
After the nine thunders, there were thunder bursts again.
In an instant, the vision appeared, and the flood took over Zilei.
Li Chungang squinted his eyes and said: "Boy Xu, I don't want your subordinates to be killed by Chiyu and die, so let them withdraw quickly. The old man only promises to protect your life, and the rest of you are waiting. The thunder is rolling down this day." , messy, I don’t have the patience to block natural disasters for them.”
Xu Fengnian waved his hand to signal everyone except Huang Man'er and Qingniao to exit Daxueping.
Xuanyuan Jingyi and the two big guest lords were in a state of mind swaying. They were all very pale at this moment because they were used to big scenes. Especially the respectful Xuanyuan respect in my heart, it is almost frightening, the elder brother's words to himself, I am a land god, is better than thousands of words of warnings and threats, the realm of land gods? For a hundred years in the rivers and lakes, except for the Longhushan Qi Xuanjia who was recognized as a heavenly and human resource in his youth, he is a person in this realm, that is, Wang Xianzhi who has occupied the second place in the world in Wudi City for a long time. The world can only guess that he has such supernatural powers. Still dare not say for sure, it can be seen how rare this terrestrial immortal realm is, and what is especially mysterious is that this realm of harmony between man and nature is far beyond the rest of the first-rank and third-rank realms. In five hundred years, there are some amazing talents in martial arts Once climbed to the top, but often not for a long time, just like Feihong stepping on snow mud, only accidentally left fingers and claws on the mud, and soon returned to the sky. It is rare for Qi Xuan frame to ascend directly. The only immortal who can rival Lu Zu.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng in Daping was once again unexpected, and he fought hand-to-hand with the ancestor Xuanyuan.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dapan rushed forward together, the latter was in a straight line, the wind and rain blew away, and he jumped up and hit Xuanyuan Jingcheng with his knees, Xuanyuan Jingcheng pressed his ancestor's knees with both hands, and his feet moved forward With the last slide, there were countless splashes of water, but this Confucian scholar who had already become a saint didn't want to let go of the overwhelming force, but turned to the side, Xuanyuan Dapan's burly body was still in the air, Xuanyuan Jingcheng leaned forward, his hands It was not enough to smash down the elbow and smash the body of the old ancestor to the ground of Daxueping. With one kick, Xuanyuan Dapan was kicked sideways more than ten feet away! Xuanyuan Jingcheng took advantage of the situation and chased forward, Xuanyuan Dapan was kicked out, his five-fingered claws pierced into the ground, suppressing the trend of defeat, he slapped his palms, and finally got up with a slap, when Xuanyuan Jingcheng bullied him, his fists faced each other blast!
Xuanyuan Jingcheng with an indifferent face faced the opponent's fists with both hands, clenched firmly, his body standing still, but a large space behind him was already squeezed by the huge air machine, and the wind and rain evaporated in an instant, Xuanyuan Jingcheng raised his hand gesture, Softly said: "Send the ancestors to heaven."
Xuanyuan Dapan's body soared into the sky.
Thunder fell from the sky.
bang.
Standing on the ground, Xuanyuan Jingcheng gained momentum and mercilessly clapped his two palms together unprecedentedly. The stagnant water that had flowed down the mountain on the edge of the Daxueping was like two green dragons attacking fiercely. The two dragons stretched through the sky of Daping, Xuanyuan Dapan, who was busy in the air to move the sea of qi to resist the thunder, was blown up and had no energy left to move.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng pointed his toes, his body flew into the air, and after landing on the ground, he grabbed the ancestor Xuanyuan's belt and ran quickly. After running twenty feet, his feet stopped suddenly, and he threw Xuanyuan Dapan straight to the west, as if he was about to This Huishan ancestor left Daxueping!
Send it to the west
When Xuanyuan Dapan's body was about to fly out of the Daxueping Cliff, he fell unexpectedly, almost falling to the edge of the cliff, and finally his face was covered with blood stained by the rain, and he no longer had the calm and composed demeanor of everyone at the beginning.
The old man is suffering, waiting, waiting for the eldest grandson to enter the realm of the gods through a side door and use up his life oil lamp! Xuanyuan Dapan's mid-heaven phenomenon state is obtained step by step. As long as the meridians continue to go seven or eight times, the sea of qi will not be afraid of exhaustion, but Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who is determined to bully his ancestors and destroy his ancestors, is different. Building a loft in the air, no matter how majestic it looks when it is built, will eventually collapse. Xuanyuan Dapan took a breath, his chest and abdomen were burning like a fire, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow. This kind of horrific injury that hurts the heart has never been encountered for many years. It has been so long that he almost forgot the pain. The last time It was still a competition of internal strength with Qi Xuanzhu on the demon-slaying stage. As for Gu Jiantang and his like, the so-called loss was only in one and a half moves. Since they did not fight to the death, Xuanyuan Dapan's loss was not tragic.
Xuanyuan Dapan was about to seize the time to adjust his breath, but Xuanyuan Jingcheng came leisurely in front of him, and heard this grandson, who could be called a Confucian saint, whisper softly: "Being good is like ascending, although it is difficult to reach Kunlun. Collapsing from evil, although It is useless in Kunlun. Ancestor, you really should read those books that you regard as useless. Martial arts can be practiced from secret books. If you want to achieve the realm of land gods, you can’t accumulate hundreds or thousands of martial arts secrets. of."
Xuanyuan Dapan said furiously, "Are you worthy of telling me the truth?!"
The blood on the seven orifices of Xuanyuan Jingcheng is no longer oozing, but dripping, and it is no longer scarlet, but shockingly black, but the Confucian scholar still has a calm face, Xuanyuan Dapan swept across, and he stepped on the ground. Huishan Patriarch's knee, let him fall to the ground in embarrassment, and fell into the rain with a crash.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled and said: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng talks to you, the ancestors can naturally ignore it. It's just that the immortal is talking to you at this time, why are you still so conceited and ignorant?"
A thick sky thunder happened to hit Xuanyuan Dapan where it landed. Fortunately, the latter felt it, and a tumble that didn't care about his identity barely escaped the catastrophe.
Xuanyuan Jingyi was dumbfounded, his lips trembling.
The ancient sword on Xuanyuan Guoqi's waist did not dare to make any tremors, for fear that it would be pulled by the air mechanism and cause unpredictable disasters.
Pull one hair and move the whole body.
The secret of heaven and earth, the more a master of the Tao, the more able to lead the world. Xuanyuan Guoqi knew well that on the big snowy plain of Huishan Mountain, apart from his ancestors, he was the most likely to be affected by the aftermath of this catastrophe.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng coughed a few times, which should have been very slight, but it was extremely sharp and piercing in the ears of the experts present.
Xuanyuan Dapan had a happy expression on his face, his figure swept straight, he no longer fought to the death, and only wanted to distance himself from Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the farther the better.
Face is the most important thing compared to life
Xuanyuan Jingcheng did not pursue, looked at the entrance of Daxueping, but did not see the familiar figure, his eyes were slightly sad, he covered his mouth, turned to look at the ancestor Xuanyuan, and asked calmly: "Is there a last word for the descendants of Huishan?" Sun?"
Xuanyuan Dapan pretended to be deep in thought to delay the time.
To tell the truth, Xu Fengnian admires Xuanyuan Dapan's brazenness. As a high-ranking ancestor of Huishan, he is also one of the top few people in the whole rivers and lakes, but he is also a captive double cultivator and a domineering wife and daughter. When a person is at a disadvantage against the enemy, he doesn't care about his status at all. Needless to say, his martial arts are even more impressive. Just as His Royal Highness was thinking about it, the middle-aged scholar who was called a Confucian saint by the old sword god suddenly cast his gaze, and Xu Fengnian's body froze immediately, but the old man in sheepskin fur didn't know why he didn't pay attention to it, and instead just stared blankly at the dragon. Hushan Demon Slaying Platform left behind a not tall figure.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at His Royal Highness, coughed and said intermittently: "After finishing the family affairs later, Xuanyuan Jingcheng will talk to Qing Feng about his martial arts experience, and she will relay it to you in the future, as a reward for His Royal Highness today. It's a dangerous climb up the mountain. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to invite His Highness to drink a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Qingfeng's way of warming the wine is excellent."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at Xu Longxiang again, with admiration in his eyes, "It's good that he was born as a diamond, and Li Baiyi of the Two Zen Temple is no longer lonely. Xuanyuan Jingcheng is here to say something, the little prince should not enter the Celestial Phenomena Realm lightly, after entering the Finger Profound Realm You will be invincible in the world, but you need to know that if you enter the sky, you will resonate with the heaven and the earth, every man will only be robbed if he holds the jade, and the heavenly man will be doomed if he embraces the jade."
Xu Fengnian said respectfully, "Xu Fengnian thanked you for your guidance."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng nodded, and then spoke to Xuanyuan Guoqi, but without turning his head to look at each other, he said indifferently and calmly: "Please come down the mountain, father, I will never go down the mountain again in this life."
Xuanyuan Guoqi laughed angrily: "You?!"
At this time, Xuanyuan Jingyi was shot by two guest ministers behind him at the same time, killing him on the spot with one blow.
Xuanyuan Guoqi looked dull.
It's nothing more than a good relationship between Huang Fangfo and this son. Huishan knows that the two have a good relationship. But when did Hong Piao hook up with Xuanyuan Jingcheng? !
Xuanyuan Jingcheng coughed violently and said, "Hong Piao's martial arts skills today are all created by me. Xuanyuan Jingcheng is not a nerd either, he won't just study there for the whole twenty years."
Xuanyuan Guoqi's heart was ashamed.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng waved his hands to the two big guests and said, "Send it down the mountain."
Xuanyuan Guoqi was furious, gritted his teeth and sneered, "Just depend on them?"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng said with a light smile, "I knew it earlier."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked down at his chest, which was stained red and then black with blood, and there was a huge and strange vortex in the sky in Daxueping, covering the entire Mount Swagger.
A vision of this scale is only a mile away from Qi Xuan's soaring scene.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng knelt down slowly, and said in a loud voice: "The sky hangs a thousand images, the earth contains everything, the emperor and the queen of the earth, Xuanyuan Jingcheng kneels to the sky and the earth, begging for death!"
"Xuanyuan respects the city and begs to die!"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's voice echoed endlessly.
Not to mention Guniu Dagang in Huishan Mountain, even the nearly ten thousand Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain can clearly hear it.
The world is moved.
Xuanyuan Guoqi's expression was almost desperate at this time, Baopu ancient sword was unsheathed, and flew out of the Daxueping cliff, and the figures rushed away together.
At the same time, something poured down.
It was a purple thunder.
Thick as a mountain.
Excluding the small square inch of Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Fangfo no matter how stormy and thunderous the world is, as a father, Xuanyuan Jingcheng will protect a quiet and stable place before he dies.
The old sword god floated outside the ping with Xu Fengnian, Xu Longxiang and the blue bird holding umbrellas.
Xuanyuan Dapan wanted to jump off the Daxueping, but was dragged back into the purple thunder beam.
catastrophe.
Gone in a flash.
On the vast snowy plain, there was no sound of thunder, only wind and rain remained, and in the end Xuanyuan Qingfeng was the only one left, truly alone.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dapan died together, and there were no bones left, not even a single bit of ashes left.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng uttered a heart-piercing hoarse cry after being stunned, and fell into the rainwater.
Xu Fengnian slowly walked back to Daxueping with mixed feelings.
Seeing Xuanyuan Qingfeng curled up there sobbing.
Xu Fengnian sighed, and walked over to hold an umbrella for her, not for her, but what Xuanyuan Jingcheng did, deserved Xu Fengnian's little effort for the daughter of this Confucian sage.
The heavy rain is still majestic.
When she couldn't get up, Xu Fengnian kept holding the umbrella.
The old sword god Li Chungang looked at this scene, his eyes widened.
Immediately, there is sadness and loneliness in the eyes, nostalgia and reminiscence.
That year, carrying the woman on his back to the Demon Slaying Stage, it was also raining heavily, and it was also holding an umbrella.
People in the world don't know that this sword god was wronged by Qi Xuan's frame back then, that it's nothing if the wooden horse and cow are broken, and it's nothing if only one arm is left. In 2000, Li Chungang never walked out of the prison where he was painting.
Originally, he was invincible with the world, so what should he do with himself
Li Chungang thought of her dying face, at that time she couldn't say a word, but thinking about it today, isn't it just the word "no regrets"? !
Li Chungang walked to the edge of Daxueping Cliff, and behind him were men and women holding umbrellas just like the scene between him and the woman in green robe.
When she was pierced by a sword, she once said with a pale smile: "Li Chungang was not born to you, it's very boring."
Li Chungang said loudly: "Sword come!"
Hundreds of swords of all the swordsmen in Huishan unsheathed and flew towards Daxueping.
The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain unsheathed all kinds of thousand-handled mahogany swords, and flew towards Guniu Dagang in a mighty manner.
Two flying swords.
Blot out the sun.
On this day, the sword god Li Chungang re-entered the land sword fairy realm.