After His Royal Highness and his party left Wudi City in a hurry, the eccentric little bug counted his fingers, his face was pale, he suddenly jumped off his horse, rolled and splashed on the road, with a lot of tears and snot in his heart-piercing pitiful appearance. It feels like the old flower picker on horseback being slaughtered by righteous people. Xu Fengnian has already learned from Tsing Yi about the supernatural power of Deng Tai's flying sword in the city, and the conversation between Peach Blossom Sword God and Xiao Chongzi, so he vaguely guessed The absurd background of this "child", the little kid rolled around covered in dust, and finally stood in the middle of the road with his hips on his hips, facing the southwest direction, wiped away his nose and tears, and yelled: "Fucking Zhao Huangchao, that bastard, doesn't do things properly. Why are you competing with us at Longhu Mountain? Isn’t it because the Tianshi Mansion didn’t let the woman you like go up the mountain to burn incense? The juniors are making trouble, why are you so angry, an old guy who has cultivated Taoism for several lifetimes? Don’t fucking think you are Lu Lao Ancestor, poor Taoist dare not speak, of course, poor Taoist is reasoning with you, don’t fight with me! Nine luck lotuses, nine lotus flowers! Pindao only has so much wealth, I will give it to you old man Is it easy? Is it easy?!"
At the end, the impoverished children sobbed and choked up, their small shoulders trembled and shrugged, and those who heard it were crying and those who saw it were sad. Xu Fengnian gloated at his misfortune, looked at the crowded Donghai from a distance, and regarded it as a pleasure in suffering, rode his horse to Long Yuxuan, and asked with a smile: "Would you like to comfort your son?"
The ashamed Long Yuxuan was at a loss, his face twitched, his head was covered with cold sweat, what did he want from his son, it would be a huge advantage for him to recognize his grandfather as a Guawazi who can be honored as an old god by the new sword god.
The key is that the child is going to die, and now he turned his head and called out "Dad" to Long Yuxuan, and Long Yuxuan's mud bodhisattva was also angry, and immediately replied, "Old ancestor, don't play around with me, I call you to kiss your ancestors!" No?"
Xiao Chongzi rolled his eyes and said: "Calling you dad, you are dad? Then I go to the capital and call the emperor's grandson, he will really be my grandson? See how promising you are!"
Long Yuxuan almost spat out a mouthful of blood, if he hadn't cared about his hidden identity, he would have dismounted to hang up this little bastard and beat him. Xu Fengnian took a look at the pair of Huanxi lovers, and finally fixed his eyes on the immature face of Xiao Chongzi. In the past, when he browsed Taoist classics, he saw something like "over a hundred years old but looks like a baby", which used to describe the magic of Taoist immortals. Meeting the real baby, he responded to the so-called return to the basics of the new sword god Deng Tai'a. Sensing the gloomy eyes cast by His Royal Highness, Xiao Chongzi patted his buttocks, put on a superior demeanor, and habitually stroked his beard. Tong, where is the beard that can put on airs, smiled coquettishly, and did not pretend to hide it, swaggered to Long Yuxuan, climbed back on the horseback, walked side by side with His Royal Highness, and said: "Poor Dao Longhushan Zhao Xuanyi."
Although Xu Fengnian was mentally prepared long ago, he was still shocked when he heard that this little girl declared his family name. The four celestial masters in the ancestral family of Taoism, the two old celestial masters, Zhao Xiyi and Zhao Xituan are from the generation of Xizi, not only in the celestial master's mansion The Zhao family tree is high in the list, and its position in the world's orthodox system is also among the best. It is highly respected. It is hoped that the character will be Dan in the future. Therefore, Zhao Danxia and Zhao Danping brothers are the generation of the character Dan, followed by the generation of the character Jing. Apart from Zhao Xiyi and Zhao Xituan, Longhushan still has some old real people of the Xizi generation who can't retreat, but they are either not the direct descendants of the Tianshifu, or their skills are mediocre, far less famous than the two old Tianshi, but higher than the Xizi generation No one outside the mountain has ever heard of the two generations of the Xuanzi generation. Gu Xi is already an old age in the world. The person in front of Xu Fengnian is conservatively estimated to have lived two Gu Xi. His Royal Highness immediately stepped up to a high slope, as if he had made up his mind to wait for the old sword god Li Chungang here. The child who claimed to be a dragon and tiger real person of the Xuanzi generation frowned and said: "Don't go? We are so close, I am not afraid that Li Chungang will come again If you lose to Wang Xianzhi, then you will not be able to eat and walk around, Deng Tai'a killed people in Emperor Wu City and gave him a sword, obviously he put his mind to it."
Xu Fengnian looked at the sea and remained silent. The yellow pear sword box containing twelve flying swords was left on the carriage by him. How could Xu Fengnian dare to take Deng Tai'er lightly when he was carrying peach blossoms? After digging a hole, Xu Fengnian couldn't just jump down and bury himself alive. At the beginning Jing'an Wang Zhao Heng sent a copy of Wang Xianzhi's knife manual, Xu Fengnian was also not in a hurry to practice, he still had to wait until he returned to Beiliang to have Baihu'er's face appraised, and then he confirmed that it was beneficial and harmless before starting. After traveling thousands of miles a day, his tendons burst and his martial arts were exhausted. Who can Xu Fengnian complain about
In the battle on the surface of the East China Sea, the thunder was louder and the rain was bigger, the river was overwhelming, and the curtain of swords was endless. Everyone in the Wudi City gathered by the sea was dumbfounded. They never thought that martial arts in the world could fight like this. Dozens of people from the world who wanted to take a closer look were smashed to pieces with gang qi and sword intent. The lord of Wudi City, Wang Xianzhi, had a white beard White hair, wearing a black robe, tall and burly, standing barefoot on the raging waves with hands behind his hands, let the 1,800 swords swarm and shoot, breaking off three feet away, falling into the sea, after the 800 flying swords , it was able to push it to a distance of two feet, and another six hundred swords, and finally reached a distance of one foot to Wang Xianzhi. The abundant sword energy clashed with the fierce gangster energy, lightning intertwined, crackling, piercing the eardrums, three hundred swords again, The stabbing on the black-robed and white-haired Wang Xianzhi's body was shattered inch by inch without a hair being damaged. The spectators thought that after 1,800 swords failed, the old man in the sheepskin fur would be at the end of his rope. "The two words, all the broken swords that fell into the sea surfaced, and gathered into a furnace to form a giant sword that is unparalleled in the world, lying between the two of them.
When the sword was completed, the sky was broken, and the bright golden light slowly sprinkled down.
The ordinary old man laughed loudly and said: "Li Chungang's sword can open the gate of heaven, can it kill you, Wang Xianzhi?"
Li Chungang opened the gate of heaven with a sword.
Straight to the point, this mountain is Kunlun.
The people on the hillside were all in a trance. This is the real land fairy.
When Shu shamed Yang Qingfeng, and even the blue bird couldn't help looking up at the decisive battle at the peak of the East China Sea, the screams of horses and the clanging of knives came from the ears of everyone. ", Long Yuxuan, who was watching the battle happily, was sitting in a pool of blood with a dazed face. For some reason, the horse broke from the waist, like a chopstick being pinched by two fingers. What's even more strange is that Longhushan's frightening young patriarch stood between the two dead horses, his face sinking like water, while His Royal Highness, who had drawn his sword to kill, was brought back to Xiudong, and even Donglei was pulled out at the same time.
Zhao Xuansu, whose appearance did not match his age and mentality, had a faint smile and asked, "Xu Fengnian, how do you know that the poor are going to attack you?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Old Heavenly Master Zhao, after knowing your identity, I have been thinking that the old sword god Li Chungang and the new sword god Deng Tai'a are almost in the same realm, why Li Chungang only thinks that you have a strange background, but can't see that you have any special knowledge?" The realm of immortals? It's very simple. In Emperor Wu City, you have already murdered this son and leaked the clues of the movement of Qi. Originally, you wanted to take advantage of Li Chungang's absence to let this son die violently on the bodies of six slaves in Wudi City. Before, it was good to put the blame on Wang Xianzhi, but you had a lot of calculations, and you didn't expect Deng Tai'a to enter the city with hidden momentum and smashed your identity. If it is limited to this, this son has always admired the master, and he will not Will draw their swords to face each other. The old god Zhao went down the mountain and recognized Long Yuxuan as his father. This son is regarded as an out-of-world expert who cannot be speculated by common sense. He thinks that Longhu Mountain is too boring, so he wants to go down the mountain to play in the world. Dare to ask Zhao Old Immortal, but because of the withered nine luck lotuses in Longchi, he has completely murdered this son, and he has no patience?"
Zhao Xuansu smiled flatly and said: "Everyone on the mountain and outside the mountain say that you are an idiot among gold and jade. Seeing each other with my own eyes on this trip, I am really a bit of a grievance for the little prince."
Xu Fengnian didn't hide it, squinted his eyes and said: "Furthermore, the old god may not know that before arriving at Dragon and Tiger, at Kuanglu Mountain, this son had dealt with Zhao Huangchao, and it was only now that the old god revealed his true feelings. Some words from the heart, others don't know the importance, but this son is in a cold sweat hearing it. I'm not going to hide it."
Zhao Xuansu smiled, crossed his arms and stretched out his hand, and absorbed the cheap old man who was facing a formidable enemy into his immature palm. With a bang, his whole body exploded like a snowball, and his body fell to the ground, which was worse than the dismembered horse head. This Taoist priest, who fits the metaphor of a thousand-year-old king and an eight-thousand-year tortoise, just stared at His Royal Highness, and didn't look at Long Yuxuan who died in peace.
Xu Fengnian also wasn't shocked at all, and he didn't turn his head to face the flower picker who had just become a guest from Beiliang and then died suddenly. He didn't even wipe the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. Looking down at the old ancestor of Longhushan, he asked curiously: "This son was lucky enough to guess that the old god was going to make a move, but as to why he wanted to kill him, he was still a little puzzled. I hope the old god can clear up some doubts."
Zhao Xuansu stretched out his hands and pressed down. Shu Shu and Yang Qingfeng, both man and horse, were pressed to the ground by Wan Jun's weight in an instant, and the two horses were crushed into meat. Bleeding from the seven orifices, he was powerless to fight back against the Patriarch of Longhu Mountain.
The Taoist glanced at the surface of the East China Sea, and said with a chuckle, "It's okay for the son to procrastinate. Why isn't the poor Taoist waiting for the opening of the Tianmen? Li Chungang, Li Chungang, is worthy of being the number one swordsman five hundred years after Lu Zu."
Shu shame, who was on the verge of death, vomited blood, lay on the ground, struggled and said, "Your Highness, save me!"
Xu Fengnian turned a deaf ear to it, and said with a smile: "Why, the old god possesses such mysterious supernatural powers, and is afraid that the illusory luck will be entangled with him, and he will not be able to ascend?"
The Taoist sighed, "Don't be afraid, the matter has come to this point, so I will explain it to you. The poor Taoist Zhao Xuansu and Yuhua Dengxian are only a thin line apart. It was like this before Jiazi, but unfortunately it will still be like this in the future, just like the poor Taoist who killed Long Yu just now." Xuan, can't escape the four characters of blessing and misfortune, the Zhao family in the Tianshi Mansion where the poor Taoist lives, has the same surname as the Zhao family of that day, and has been entangled with cause and effect for five hundred years, just like the basalt totem turtle entwined with a snake. The two auras have long been confused. It is difficult to judge housework, even if Pindao has a little understanding of the origin of luck, he can't sort it out, and can't clean it up. When he entered Emperor Wu City, he met Deng Tai'a by chance. Damn it, Pindao is also happy to be a turtle with a shrunken head, hiding in the one-acre land of Longhu Mountain. Unfortunately, when he came here, Li Chungang actually opened the gate of heaven with his sword. Even if Pindao kills you, he can also take the opportunity to ascend, you Look, that is the Gate of Heaven. Pindao once made a bet with Zhao Huangchao that whoever ascends first will lose a seal. Once Pindao ascends today, he will be rewarded. If he dares to accept the seal, he will go to find Zhao Huang Chao. As for you, Xu Fengnian, died under Wang Xianzhi's eyes. Zhao's court used Xu Xiao's butcher's knife to chop up this rotten piece of meat in Emperor Wu City. Wicked people have their own grind. .”
Xu Fengnian clicked his tongue and praised: "The old god has a good plan."
Zhao Xuansu laughed and said: "Poverty Dao has lived a long time, Dao is mediocre, but thick-skinned."
The Taoist said with a smile: "I advise you not to expect the two land gods over there to notice the strangeness here. The poor Taoist still has this ability."
A momentary gun bent like an arc moon, swept down in the air.
Zhao Xuansu didn't move, and let the momentary gun hit the immature body, but in the next scene, the blue bird vomited blood and flew backwards.
The Taoist lamented: "It's a pity for the girl to have such a bone."
Then he looked at His Royal Highness Shizi, seeming to be a little mocking: "Can you still hold your breath?"
Qingniao stood up staggeringly, but did not let go of the gun in a moment.
Xu Fengnian glanced at Shu Shame and Yang Qingfeng struggling to hold on, he waved his hand to stop the blue bird who was trying to fight the Taoist to death, and asked, "Everyone here has to die?"
Zhao Xuansu nodded.
Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "Then let me come first?"
Zhao Xuansu didn't have any nonsense, and instantly shrunk to an inch, and rushed to Xu Fengnian, not giving him a chance to draw his sword to block, and his move was a killer.
"hehe."
To touch His Royal Highness.
There was a strange stabbing with a knife in his hand.
Even Zhao Xuansu, who was as high as the realm, was repelled by this elusive move. When he looked down, there was a scarlet blood groove on his neck.
Looking up, it was a girl with a rigid smile.
Zhao Xuansu frowned, and saw the sword opening the gate of heaven in the distance, stretching the sea and the sky line, it was clearly the best time, twisted his neck, his body made crackling sounds continuously, making a weird sound like a bunch of soybeans exploding.
Zhao Xuansu sneered and said, "That's right, His Royal Highness has some virtues, and he forced Pindao to call out his real body."
The bones and flesh of the Taoist began to grow like an old tree in spring.
Xu Fengnian said plainly: "A real person doesn't show his face, so that's the saying. You're an expert, but you really aren't an expert. Not to mention the old sword god Li Chungang, even the new sword god Deng Tai'a is far behind."
Zhao Xuansu was so angry that he looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Nephew, this flattery is average."
A unique mellow voice came from the bottom of the hillside.
"Give the sword first, repay half of the kindness, and kill the other half, and save you twice. From today on, Deng Tai'a and your mother Wu Su will no longer owe each other."
"A real person doesn't show his face, and a real person doesn't show his face. No matter who is not tall, he has clearly lived his whole life on dogs. Deng Tai'a is here to kill dogs."
"Since Senior Li's sword was made in the East China Sea, with pearls and jade in front, Deng Tai'er should not make fun of him."
"Sword up!"
Zhao Xuansu showed panic for the first time, and said angrily: "Mrs. Deng, how do you know what happened here?!"
"Deng Tai'a raises his sword, how does the world know that he has reached the peak."
Standing ten feet away, Deng Tai'a spread his hands and said with a smile, "Moth eyebrow, Suzaku, Huang Tong."
"Flying Mayfly, Golden Hazel."
"Too good."
Six small swords came out of the box.
They are respectively nailed to Zhao Xuansu's celestial spirit cover, temples on both sides, and three dantians.
"Taoist teachings say that a great Daoist proves immortality, but it can make the earth sink into mountains and rivers, and why don't you let Deng Mou open his eyes?"
His body collapsed, and Zhao Xuansu forced his soul out of his body!
Like a startled rainbow, it swept towards the gate of heaven.
Deng Tai'a took a step forward, still calmly said with a gentle smile: "If you want to become an immortal? You have to ask Deng Tai'a about his sword."
"return!"
The six flying swords were obviously only nailed to Zhao Xuansu's body, but the contours of the six swords were reflected on the Taoist's out-of-body soul, and the golden light bloomed.
It actually dragged the primordial spirit back to the physical body abruptly.
Without further ado, Xu Fengnian cut it in half with a knife, and said with a grinning smile, "I will let you ascend to immortality!"