Seeing the back-to-basics and childish body of the ancestor of Longhu Mountain, Xu Fengnian chopped melons and vegetables and split them apart. Shu Shu, who was lying on the ground, flashed a sly look of joy in his eyes. Dirty trading of human life, there have been several times when life was hanging by a thread, but it has never been as futile as it is today. Facing Zhao Xuansu, who has always shown himself as a child all the way to Wudi City, he can't even take half an inch of his sleeves. Unable to touch it, he was overwhelmed by the majestic air machine that raised his hand and pressed down, and his seven orifices bleed.
At this moment, seeing His Royal Highness, with the help of Deng Tai'a Sword Immortal's supernatural powers, he succeeded in a single stroke, he felt comfortable all over his body, and wished he could marry this young prince with his body on the spot. She knew very well that if Xu Fengnian hadn't spoken out, in a few moments, she and Yang Qingfeng would have exploded with the energy in their bodies and their flesh and blood, and there would be no bones left. She was so open-minded, she escaped from that cold prison in Beiliang because of her bullshit's life and death, and she was even expected to replace Pei Nanwei as the false princess of Jing'an Palace. How could Shu shame be willing to die here? Meditating on the mental method, following the breath, the pain pierced through the body, and Shu Shu's beautiful and charming face inevitably looked very distorted.
It's just that one wave calms down and another wave rises again. Before Shu shamefully slandered that Zhao Xuansu's death was ugly, he saw the six flying swords of Peach Blossom Sword God buzzing like cicadas. , still cohesive, but it seems that there is no confinement, floating in the air, wearing a yellow and purple Taoist robe with wide sleeves and flowing, the so-called natural style, immortal style, but that's all.
Shu Shu raised his head stupidly, looking at the rootless primordial spirit who seemed to be at ease in the world, a wave of fear surged over him. Shu shy turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Deng Tai'a who was standing far away. The twelve flying swords that came out of the box in two batches had all been revealed. From the looks of it, the one who can fight against Longhushan Dazheng Zhao Xuansu is not His Royal Highness who is too young, but this long-renowned Peach Blossom New Sword God. After Shu Shu was relieved, he immediately struggled to get up, without caring about his appearance, raised his buttocks, bent over and staggered back, but Yang Qingfeng was not afraid of death, sitting cross-legged on the spot, quietly adjusting his breath.
Holding the knife, Xu Fengnian backed away slowly, squinting at Zhao Xuansu, who looked like the middle-aged Taoist on the top of Kuanglu Mountain, and said with a sneer, "It's really a centipede that dies but not stiff, and the old man with the nose is more greedy than the other."
Zhao Xuansu, who couldn't enter the Sky Gate, looked back at the golden sea, with complicated eyes. The six daggers were still inserted into the six major orifices, like a gangrene attached to the bone, the flying sword entered the soul, and there was a burst of scorching sound, like hot water pouring ice and snow, but Zhao Xuansu didn't notice it, and Deng Tai'a carried it with him. The flying sword is naturally not an ordinary weapon, otherwise it would not be able to harm the real Nascent Soul who is out of the body. Although the sword is small, the heroic spirit contained in the sword is bottomless. Otherwise, it is also within the law that martial arts masters in the Jianghu have reached the realm of transformation, and they try their swords against heaven and man. Deng Tai'a always had a calm and gentle appearance, and he didn't have the slightest awareness of confronting a land god. He asked with a smile: "Deng Tai'a has never been to Longhu Mountain, so I don't know that the meeting ceremony of the Six Swords is very important to Zhao Laotian." The teacher said, whether it is light or heavy, I am very worried."
Although he was in a dangerous situation, Xu Fengnian still couldn't help laughing. This Deng Tai'er is indeed a strange and wonderful person. He first called Zhao Xuansu an old dog, and now he pretended to be polite, but there was clearly no respect in his words, it was really a slap in the face Hurting to the extreme. Xu Fengnian was filled with emotion, if Mrs. Deng didn't have this profound ability to control the sword, how could he not be surprised in the current situation? Didn't Shu Shame Yang Qingfeng and his likes be suppressed by Zhao Xuansu without even saying a word? Not to mention the ill-fated Long Yuxuan, who had only been a cheap father for a few days, but the cheap son who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone turned him into powder with one move. This Longhu Mountain is indeed very different from Wudang Mountain. The head teacher, Wang Chonglou, didn't have the slightest airs of a master of the Taoist sect. The kindness and amiability he met a few times was not just because he was the son of Beiliang. In such a big Taoist ancestral home, only Zhao Xituan is considered a good person. No wonder this sloppy old Taoist is depressed and frustrated, but it is the prime ministers like Zhao Danping who are stealing high positions and flourishing. Thinking of this, Xu Fengnian glanced at the assassin standing in front of him, the little girl who laughed, for the sake of the thousand taels of gold, this girl with a mysterious background really refused to come out because of the copper coin? Don't even care about your life? First the Eleventh Wang Mingyin in the World, and then the real person Zhao Xuansu, what kind of medicine is sold in her gourd? Is it killing or saving people? Jia Jiajia? The three characters of the name are all homophonic to Jia. Xu Fengnian once sent a secret letter to Xu Xiao, asking if she was a dead man placed by her side. Such a major matter involving Xu Fengnian's life and death, Xu Xiao personally wrote a letter stating that this woman is definitely not that kind. The number one dead man in the palace, Xu Fengnian is even more confused, what is this girl pretending to be in her little head? If it is said that she is purely a small money fan, who would believe it
As for the one knife that failed to make Zhao Xuansu's mind and soul scattered, Xu Fengnian must have been disappointed, but he couldn't be called so surprised and shocked. The methods of heaven and man are mysterious and unpredictable. How thrilling it is to show supernatural powers! Although Zhao Xuansu said that he was inferior to Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang in terms of killing by force, but if he was killed by His Royal Highness, it would be too cheap. After all, he had practiced the stinky way of ordinary people for several lifetimes on Longhu Mountain.
Zhao Xuansu can know the rivers and lakes without going out, and the world without going down the mountain. He gently flicked his sleeves without being touched by the smoke and fire of the world, and flicked the two flying swords named Crescent Suzaku out of the two orifices. The flying swords did not break. After being forced, Flying around the old Taoist, Zhao Xuansu turned a blind eye and laughed softly: "Earlier on the mountain, I heard that Deng Tai'a's swordsmanship surpassed two realms of swordsmen of the same generation, and he went straight to Lu Zu's sword. Today, I am honored to learn it personally. This life is worthwhile. Just come and don't go." Indecent, the poor Taoist also has trivial skills, and wants to learn from Deng Jianshen."
Deng Tai'a asked: "Since the old heavenly master has no hope of becoming an immortal in this life, and his body has also been destroyed by soldiers, why not go with the flow and find a good family to reincarnate while the primordial spirit is still gathering?"
While speaking, Zhao Xuansu waved his sleeves again, and forced the golden golden thread sword out of his body, stroked his beard and said calmly: "The old Taoist vowed not to prove the way when he was young, and went to the heaven to find a place. If he dies, he will die. I don't care." There are nine kinds of corpses in that door."
Deng Tai'a also had a leisurely mood, he didn't beat the dog in the water like the common people in the market, but asked calmly: "Daoist prophecy, which claims to be able to predict good and bad luck, is expected to know the ups and downs of five hundred years of wind and rain, can't you count your own life? "
Xu Fengnian watched helplessly as the old Taoist rolled up his sleeves for the third time and slapped two flying swords into the air, leaving only the last Tai'a Xiaojian. Zhao Xuansu shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The way of heaven is like a carriage, and it runs like a thunderbolt. , there is a moth hovering leisurely inside, why doesn't this moth hit the wall of the car?"
Deng Tai'a said with emotion on his face: "How can you be at ease in the world. If you don't step out of Kunlun, you can't live for a hundred years in one life."
Xu Fengnian was baffled by what he heard, and he didn't feel enlightened. He only knew that these two masters were ready to go. To be precise, Mrs. Deng was so confident that she allowed Zhao Xuansu to break away from the six swords. In the carriage over there, Murong Tonghuang raised the curtain to watch the battle. Murong Wuzhu was timid and did not dare to look around. He shivered in a corner and suddenly widened his eyes. The hole opened, and Linglong's six swords pierced through the air. Deng Tai'a waited until the little sword with the same fate bounced into the air, and said softly: "What is the way of heaven, Deng doesn't think about it, but since he practiced the sword, he has never doubted the sword in his hand."
Everyone only saw Deng Tai'a, who had unparalleled killing skills in the world, smiled and stretched out his finger, and then flicked.
Twelve small swords lined up in a straight line in front of him, as if to draw a gap between heaven and earth.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the momentum was almost as strong as the surface of the East China Sea.
One flick of a finger for sixty moments, nine hundred births and deaths in one moment.
This is the essence of Zhixuan.
Therefore, Wang Xianzhi once said that in the world, only the white-clothed monk Li Dangxin can obtain the essence of the diamond realm.
There are high and low realms of the first rank and four realms, but it does not mean that the martial arts achievements are high or low, especially those saints of the three religions who have the right time, place and people. Outside Sanxian's opponent. Furthermore, among the Three Religions, the Dao of Heaven has always been valued over the Dao of Martial Arts. Even Lu Zu's supernatural power of flying a sword thousands of miles away to take the head is regarded as an ingenious final skill, which is not in line with the Dao. It can be seen that the saints of the Three Religions do not practice martial arts.
Deng Tai'a smiled and said: "The sword formation was named Bingjie. It was originally prepared by Deng for Wang Xianzhi. The world is unpredictable, but it was used on you. It's a pity."
Zhao Xuansu narrowed his eyes and said: "What a thunder pool that opened up the world. The poor Dao dares to cross over, let's see if Deng Jianshen can solve the poor Dao!"
The ancestors of Longhushan really walked past.
The sword array is like a rainbow.
The out-of-body primordial spirit was immediately shattered into pieces.
For a moment, Deng Tai'an said angrily: "Zhao Laogou dares to be so opportunistic!"
Deng Tai'a came behind His Royal Highness, grabbed the back collar and was about to throw Xu Fengnian backwards, but the new sword god was alert and quick enough, and still couldn't resist a torrent of purple air pouring in front of Xu Fengnian. Zhao Xuansu could be faintly heard The last words on the eve of the military solution: "Since I can't stop fighting, I will take a trick and steal the secret once. Pass the doom of Longhu Mountain on to you!"
The purple air is coming from the east.
Although seven or eight of them were smashed by the sword formation, 20 to 30 percent still poured into Xu Fengnian's body.
It was the first time that Deng Tai'er showed such an angry face, the world was silent, and shouted: "Zhao Xuansu, Deng wants your Tianshi Mansion to have no sons or grandsons!"
The purple energy of the Sanqing is mighty, lingering around Xu Fengnian's whole body.
The catastrophe is imminent.
Deng Tai'er was extremely annoyed, he was familiar with many Taoist tricks, this Zhao Xuansu clearly wanted to sacrifice Xu Fengnian's life at the price of his own life, although Deng Tai'er thought that killing people rarely met opponents, but in this world there is only karma The matter of luck is the most unpredictable. The cause and effect between him and Xu Fengnian is very shallow. In fact, after the death of the princess Wu Su, there is only a verbal promise made by the young swordsman. This purple qi instantly harmonizes with Xu Fengnian nine out of ten, no matter how powerful Deng Tai'a is, he can't even cut off the qi mechanism, even if he takes a step back, he is willing to endure this calamity, but he is powerless and unable to absorb it That gas number. This is also what Deng Tai'a hated Zhao Xuansu the most. As a Daoist Daoist, he was so vicious!
Hehe, the girl turned around and stared blankly at Xu Fengnian, whose red date between her eyebrows had turned from purple to black, and smiled, but it was not gloating, but rather sad. I'm afraid even Huang Sanjia would be shocked when he saw this strange feeling.
She stood on tiptoe and reached out to caress the blackened Yintang of His Royal Highness.
Rao Dengtai was taken aback for a moment, but finally he didn't stop him.
The north is cool and bitter.
In the winter snow of that year, there was a little girl kneeling by the roadside, selling her body to bury her mother. She was born at the bottom of the market, and her father was addicted to gambling. Originally, she was a well-fed and well-to-do small family, but after a few years, she lost her fortune. After her daughter was born, she swore with Xiaojiabiyu's wife that she would never gamble again, and even chopped off a finger of her own. , but still can't resist the gambling addiction. As long as the child can remember, what he sees every day is that her father threatens to sell her, to force her mother to become a private prostitute, and to drink and wantonly beat and scold her. Promising, when she grew up in the difficult days, her mother's face gradually faded, and she earned less and less money, the girl could never forget those vulgar men who walked out of the leaky hut with their belts in hand and threw a dozen copper coins to her father, The man bent over to receive the money with a flattering smile. Later, when the mother knew that the man was determined to sell her daughter, she changed into the last plain clothes at the bottom of the box when she was dying, and sent her daughter to pick some wild vegetables, boiled a pot and put it down. The rice porridge with arsenic, when the girl came home, the body of the man who hadn’t called daddy since he was sensible was already cold. A small pot of porridge only contained six bowls. She died quickly, and the woman who had just drank a bowl of porridge hugged her daughter before she died, bleeding and crying, speechless. The little girl with chilblains and bleeding fingers washed her mother's face, put her on the straw mat, and without looking at the man, came to Liangzhou city and knelt beside the mat. This scene is commonplace in the winter in Beiliang, so there is no need for charcoal to write anything down, and she doesn’t need to yell and cry, but who is willing to spend a lot of money on this kind of work for a dirty little girl with thin clothes? The unlucky thing about less broken silver
On the road are angry horses in fresh clothes and beautiful women in sable fur.
No one would take a second look at the little girl who might not be able to survive the severe winter.
A few hooligans who had spent money in and out of the hut passed by and kicked away the straw mat, revealing the body of the little girl's mother, who was lying on her mother's body. They said her mother was a dirty woman who was thrown away casually Dead bodies are out there. She cried and said that her mother was not dirty at all, so they stepped on the corpse, the little girl bit one of the rogue's legs, but was pulled by her hair, and punched her in the stomach, asking her if she was dirty , every time she said not dirty, every time she shook her head, she was punched. How old was she then? How many times can it stand? But the passers-by were indifferent, no one would pay attention to these things, but many people were bored and watched with relish.
Later, when a luxury carriage passed by, it seemed that they heard the noise, and a young man with a luxurious white coat got out of the carriage and came to her. Standing beside him was a beautiful woman covering her nose with eyes full of disgust. He asked her who was prettier, her mother or the woman next to her. The seductive woman next to Shi Jiazi lost face, her eyes were full of anger and chill. The young aristocratic family whose absurd reputation has spread all over Beiliang didn't show any expression. He took a pearl hairpin from the head of the plaything girl beside him. There was a huge pearl hanging on the end of the hairpin. The little girl didn't know what it was. Yuan is very precious, I don't know what pearls are worth a thousand pieces of gold, but I saw the man squatting down, inserting the pearl hairpin on her mother's head, and asked her if it looked good, the little girl cried and said it was beautiful. He touched her head, hehe smiled, but didn't speak. He returned to the carriage and walked away. After that, someone buried her mother immediately.
That winter day, the little girl knelt on the grave and met Huang Longshi.
In these years, besides killing people, her only hobby is collecting hairpins.
This year, outside Xiangfan City, she killed that No. 11 in the world, whoever wanted the death of that young family son, she wanted whoever died, whether you were a first-rank master or a land immortal? To her, this is the only reason.