Brocade gown cut at the waist.
What was severed by a knife with one sleeve was the life and death honor and disgrace of a giant in the magic way.
When that flash of brilliance swept out, Tuoba Chun Falcon subconsciously squinted his eyes, like an ordinary person looking up at the sun. When the little Tuoba, who had been smooth sailing all his life, opened his eyes, he saw only a half-cut corpse, And the damned young man who finally blatantly used the knife, the short knife had been sheathed at some point, with both hands supporting the handle of the knife, slowly straightened his waist, turned to face him and Duan Boer Huihui. Tuoba Chun Falcon was as immovable as a mountain, and he weighed it in his heart. If he faced that knife, with the sword in his hand, he would never be cut by a single knife, let alone Duan Boer Huihui. The city of the young man who learned from the miscellaneous young people, after knocking himself off the horse, knew that the road of capturing the thief first and capturing the king would not work, so he set his eyes on Jin Xiulang, who was used to driving a colorful python to fend off the enemy. It was a carefully planned game Bitter meat show!
Duan Boer, who was ruthlessly calculated, gritted his teeth back and said: "Little master, this person was injured in the chest by my last punch, and his luck can no longer be smooth. Let alone a knife, it is difficult to control a sword, so I will accept it." His corpse!"
Tuoba Chun Falcon rolled his eyes and said: "It's best to accept his corpse, don't accept mine at that time."
Duan Boer, who was extremely angry, recalled that this time he didn't care about flattery, but his face was grim. After Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang separated, according to the experience of the old man in sheepskin fur, he has been working hard to nourish his mind, and to cooperate with the cultivation of the gods brought by the purple golden chamber of Fanxiashi. This one-sleeved green snake evolved from the two-sleeved green snake, Finally, he showed unimaginable fierceness, but he almost exhausted all his energy and energy. He drew the bow like a full moon, and almost broke the bowstring.
After Chun Lei returned to the sheath, Xu Fengnian couldn't help shaking his body, especially his hands holding the knife. He fought with Duan Boer back and forth. Flowing slowly, blood stains all over his face, in fact, when he first met Tuoba Chunxun and Caiyong Jinxiulang, Xu Fengnian was not afraid of fighting and did not want to run away, Tuoba Chunxun wanted to use war to support war, he used him as a knife stake, Why didn't he have this thought. It's just that people's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations, and there is one more Duanboer back, and they are stuck in the mud, and it is difficult to escape. It was the first time that Xu Fengnian had no doubts when he heard about the birth of the sword god Li Laojian. Since he insisted that a sword must kill people before it can be unsheathed, otherwise the sword will be damaged. Isn't it suspected of bullying the weak and fearing the hard, and the opponent's realm is higher than his opponent , Is this sword coming out or not? If it is not suitable to draw out the scabbard, how is it different from learning the dragon-slaying skill since there are no dragons in the world? But Li Chungang always sold a pass, did not give an answer, only said that he walked to the front of the mountain to know the five mountains, and Xu Fengnian entered the canyon again. The ethereal realm of no sadness and no joy. At this moment, the spring thunder stopped trembling, and Xu Fengnian slowly closed his eyes , Mountains of emerald green, sword intent, sword intent, it's all like this, within the sheath room of a square inch of heaven and earth, spring thunder is full of vitality.
The spring thunder coming out of the body swayed the spirit of heaven and earth, as if rushing to the sea and then returning, even going upstream, climbing steadily.
There is great enlightenment on the front line of life and death. This is the kind of brightness that cannot be brought by reading thousands of secret books in the arsenal. It is like seeing the lights in person. It is the so-called climbing a mountain with your head down for a year, and you will know that there is a lamp on the top of Kunlun Mountain.
Tuoba Chun Falcon didn't dare to take risks lightly, so he took care of his heart, looked at Xidi Qucha'er who seemed as cheap as an ant to him, waved to the frightened cavalrymen, and said with a smile: "Go, distribute it to the herdsmen. Twenty reckless knives, tell them that if they want to survive, they must hack this young man to death. Regardless of whether he can kill him or not, as long as he raises his knives, I, Tuoba Chun Falcon, promise to give them a thousand taels of gold, cattle and sheep."
The force to capture Cha'er is mediocre, I only know that the swordsman is extremely difficult to provoke, but if he wants to make a soft persimmon, he leads twenty or so horsemen and gallops forward to the herdsmen. He said gloomyly: "Did you hear me clearly? The young master of the Northern Mang Army God said, you just have to raise your sword at the thief who fled to the territory from the Southern Dynasty, and you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold! Tens of thousands of cattle and sheep! And I, the owner of this prairie Wang Ying, Qin Cha'er, also promises you that this lake and this pasture will be given to you as a gift! If you don't know how to read..."
Cha'er didn't dare to exercise power, so he quickly and cautiously turned his head to look at Tuoba Chun Falcon, who made a gesture of wiping his neck with a knife. After receiving the instruction, Cha'er immediately changed his face and said sharply: "It's a word of death!"
Tuoba Bodhisattva's youngest son
Huyan'anbao was heartbroken, seeing a young and strong herdsman moving his steps to pick up the mang knife, he widened his eyes and said angrily: "How dare you?!"
The herdsman just paused for a moment. When he saw compatriots from the clan coming out of the queue one after another, he stopped hesitating in his wavering determination. look at this scene. A Baoji rushed out of the tent, and stood between the cavalry and the herders with swords, his immature face was full of tears. The old patriarch closed his eyes, tears pouring down his face. One old and one immature, two faces, in the time of life and death, it doesn't help. Huyan Guanyin ran towards Abaoji, hugged him, and rolled to one side, dodging the enraged Cha'er's horse and charging forward. As Xidi, he was the undisputed master of this grassland, and his fierceness was soaring. Even if the eagle is just a native chicken in the eyes of Tuoba, it is definitely not something that the herdsmen can disobey. He drew out a long and forged illegal saber, bent down and slashed down fiercely, and Huyan Guanyin's arm was pulled out with a scar deep enough to see the bone .
Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and bent over, Chunlei twirled in his hands. With his back turned to the herdsmen who came with the knife, he was in a calm state of mind. He was not surprised by the sinister people and had seen too many ugly people. What's more, for the sake of the tribe and his relatives, putting himself in the position, whether to raise the knife or refuse In reason. Holding the spring thunder with one hand and raising the arm with the other, the river suddenly broke behind him, and a gully appeared. The herdsmen rushed forward and there was a timid turmoil and stagnation. So they raised their sabers to face each other. Apart from being afraid of Tuoba's thunderous reputation deep in their hearts, they may not have the luck that this young scholar has a heart of a bodhisattva. It's just that after the grass cracked, it seemed to draw a line between life and death and cross the thunder pool. If he is about to die, his luck will be wiped away, and his courage will decay accordingly.
Xu Fengnian stared at Tuoba Chun Falcon, stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on his long gown that was soaked in blood, and said with a smile: "Without the colorful python Jinxiulang holding back, it will not be easy to stop me, or you and I will play with each other Hunt once?"
Tuoba Chun Falcon laughed wildly, his handsome face was distorted, pointing to Xu Fengnian and said: "There is a saying in the Central Plains that the strength of a strong crossbow cannot penetrate Lu Jin, and the strength of a rushing wind cannot float away. You look half dead, and you still want to negotiate with me? Do you feel lung pain even when you breathe? Is the punch you returned when Duan Boer returned?"
Xu Fengnian said: "How many swords do I have? Have you ever guessed it before? In the same way, since you have the first sword, you can't have the second and third swords? It's not impossible to bring another one to be buried with you. Kill a sixth magician." When Duan Boer came back, it seemed that he did not kill the youngest son of the God of War to get back his roots."
Tuoba Chun Falcon stretched out a finger and shook it a few times, and smiled confidently: "Don't scare me, it's useless, I was beaten and scolded by Tuoba Bodhisattva in your mouth, but I didn't scare you. I probably know a little bit about your temperament, and you can kill people without talking nonsense. Now that you talk too much, it proves that you are almost at the end of your life, tsk tsk, you are at your wits end. Or, you started to lay out in the subtle shadows again? I'll wait and see, Duan Boer returns, hands, the limbs belong to you, and the head belongs to me!"
Tuoba Chunying squinted his eyes and said intoxicated: "I didn't know before, but after I met you, I realized that I understand some famous warnings in poems and books. Nagging, nagging, killing people will be extraordinarily emotional."
Xu Fengnian turned back towards Duan Boer, and let out a soft breath.
A golden light rushed out of the sleeve.
Tuoba Chunying laughed and said: "Small skills, your sword control and killing skills are far behind one of my father's defeated opponents, that chess sword Yuefu's sword spirit, which is far behind by a hundred and eight thousand miles!"
With a cynical expression on his face and awe-inspiring eyes, this flying sword, which has never been seen in the real world, far surpasses the eight flying swords that hang in the air and form a net in terms of sword energy and speed.
The golden thread that has achieved most of the sword embryos.
Tuoba Chun Falcon didn't pull out his sword, but just competed with the golden flying sword with tricky trajectory, just like a passionate man molesting a Huaichun woman, attracting bees and butterflies, one person and one flying sword, it's really beautiful.
Xu Fengnian had already run up to the front of Bor and turned back. The latter became more and more brave as he fought, and he was merciless in his shots. Kicking and sweeping with the whip, close elbows and shoulder bumps. It is bound to tear off the limbs of this young man who dared to face him and dare to distract himself from controlling the sword. Duan Boer turned back loosely, his hand was like a sledgehammer, and his hand was like a hook. The range is not large, but the explosive power is extremely horrifying. This burly martial artist walks in the mud with his feet, like a snake and a python, twisting and twisting his hands, and the cycle is endless. Xu Fengnian was hit hard before, but now he wants to focus on dual-purpose and double-out, finally Duan Boer grabbed the gap and loopholes, raised his legs and knees, when Xu Fengnian's head was bounced back by the huge force, he swept out with one arm, and the whole body The body was blown away.
Xu Feng whispered in a young voice: "Lend me three thousand qi, and cut off the top of your neck."
The golden light skyrocketed.
The flying sword, which had always been hidden and clumsy, was suddenly fueled by its master's gaining power at the cost of his life, its speed suddenly increased several times, and it pierced directly between the eyebrows of Tuoba Chun Falcon!
Close call.
Tuoba Chun Falcon, who had no time to dodge, raised his hand to block the sword's momentum with his palm, tilted his head, and the golden thread of the flying sword pierced through his entire palm, drawing a bloodstain on his face.
Duan Boer, who noticed the strangeness, returned to a great shock, and stopped chasing that young man who seemed to have no end to his cunning tricks, and rushed to the little master, afraid that the flying sword might have a killer move. If Tuoba Chun Falcon, whom the God of War had placed high hopes on, died in Longyao State, let alone Duan Boer returned, even the entire Beimang Demon Dao would not be enough to be buried with him!
Tuoba Chun Falcon didn't look at the palm of his hand, and slapped Duan Boer on the face, and said angrily like a madman: "Go and kill him!"
The golden strands circled in a semicircle, concealed in the sleeves, and Xu Fengnian, whose face was decayed like gold paper, staggered after landing, swallowed the blood welling up in his throat, and stooped forward. Cut off the river.
Duan Boer turned back and ran wildly in pursuit.
Tuoba Chun Falcon hooked his five fingers, raised his head and roared, "If I don't kill you, I swear I won't be named Tuoba!"