During the battle in Beimang Yuxiang, the blind female luthier Xue Songguan once stopped the rain in the alley for a moment. In the battle at the Dunhuang city gate, Luoyang, the world's greatest demon, stepped down and splashed countless rainwater to make flying swords, competing with the new sword god Deng Tai'a for the level of swordsmanship. In terms of realm, Xu Fengnian is not as good as the blind luthier who skipped King Kong's entry into the Zhixuan, and in terms of his own internal strength, he was thrown thousands of miles away by Li Chungang in Daxueping and Luoyang outside Dunhuang City, but he couldn't stand him. There is Zhupao Yinwu, a dual-phase and six-armed astronomical master, and the two sides have the same mind, which is no worse than Xu Fengnian's control of twelve flying swords. Xu Ying continuously transmits internal power to Xu Fengnian, like a torrential flood pouring into a lake. Xu Fengnian, the punter, naturally had the illusion of an independent champion. Xu Fengnian thought he knew the details, and borrowed the power of heaven to make tens of thousands of crooked snow swords, the deterrent effect far exceeded the real effect. But he didn't know that there was a ruined pond in his body that looked like a withered lotus leaf, a purple golden lotus seed broke through the ground, a tender seedling swayed gently, and the atmosphere was profound.
Above everyone's heads, there are tens of thousands of white swords on the lake, slanted horizontally and vertically, thick and thin, long and short, without a fixed pattern, but in terms of grandeur, it is indeed rare in the world. Xu Fengnian's unique comprehension of kendo, coupled with the support of Xu Ying's perfect celestial realm, finally created this picture scroll on Fulong Lake.
There is an unavoidable grassroots spirit in the rivers and lakes. They can't afford swords, can't get secret books, and they are poor and destitute. It's hard for a penny to kill a hero. There is hostility in the rivers and lakes, and they say they are brothers and brothers, but when they turn around, they stab brothers twice. There is bloody loyalty in the rivers and lakes, and it is fast to lead the sword, and it will not lose the boy's head. But there is also a fairy spirit in the rivers and lakes. Qi practitioners in white clothes are fluttering, and they walk lightly on the lake, which is undoubtedly the fairy spirit in the eyes of the market. Xu Fengnian insists on blocking the way for the old man's kindness. Chivalrous, with tens of thousands of snow swords hanging in the air, it is even more immortal. Xu Fengnian victoriously pursued the poor bandits, without giving them a chance to breathe, and pressed his hands suddenly.
Daxue's tens of thousands of swords pressed down on the Avalokitesvara Sect practitioner.
The barefoot young woman who had always been mediocre suddenly laughed and said: "There are thousands of swords in the sky and the world, and one sword in your hand is enough."
She did not use the talisman sword that is more suitable for slaying demons and exorcising evil spirits, but has the same effect as Wang Xiaoping. Between the lake surface and the gap between the snow sword, she bent forward and rushed forward, like a white feather arrow, making a bucket with one hand With a gesture, a water column in the lake was like a dragon coming out of the stomach, and when she held it, it was a dark green long sword. It is obvious that he wants to capture the thief first and capture the king first, and cut off the instigator with one sword, so what if there are thousands of swords on the head
You make tens of thousands of snow swords, and I will break them with a water sword.
I don't know when such a strange saying spread from the world, there is a dragon girl in the South China Sea, and the swordsmanship has been fascinated. The wind is high and the waves are fast, riding a toad thousands of miles with one sword.
On the last page of the Guandao manual, there is a saying that by accident, Xu Fengnian, who has lost the state of King Kong and fell into the double state, can only retreat to the next best thing, focusing on controlling the sword in close combat, and twelve flying swords within ten feet , claiming to kill everything below Xuan. Xu Fengnian was happy and fearless, and still let the snow sword collapse under him.
Kendo and swordsmanship have always been controversial. It is difficult to have both bear's paw and shark's fin. For hundreds of years, Li Chungang has both. Before Deng Tai'a fought against Tuoba Bodhisattva, the number one person in Beimang, he felt that he was determined to step on the head of the Wu family's sword tomb and use his swordsmanship to the extreme to obtain the Tao. After borrowing the sword, he made changes and began to take into account the way of the sword. This is not to say that Peach Blossom Sword God's swordsmanship is bad, it's just that compared to his achievements in swordsmanship, it doesn't seem that brilliant. Using the sword in your hand to achieve the greatest degree of damage, reaching the terrifying level of a thousand-man enemy, requires extremely high thresholds for both swordsmanship and kendo. Shi is not, nor is it a wooden stake, allowing the sword energy to hurt himself. What's more, every effort in the world will be rewarded and rebounded. In the battle of Guanglingjiang, the old man in sheepskin fur, three or four out of ten were injured by his own sword energy.
Holding the fire without scorching the fingers, the skill lies in supernatural speed. The spikes are nailed into gold and stones, and the strength is gathered at one point.
Controlling too many swords will inevitably lead to distraction, which will inevitably compromise the two supreme essences of martial arts. This is also the root cause of countless famous swordsmen in the world's sword forest who disdain to use their swords to kill enemies. Every inch is short and every inch is dangerous. It is unwise to control the sword and leave the hand, and it is extremely boring to pour a wave of sword rain in the air. How can casting a net to catch fish all over the sky be as fierce and vicious as a hook
After Lu Zu, the way of swordsmanship is really no better than Li Chungang alone.
After Xu Fengnian tore down the snow sword that was relatively weighty and weightless from the sky, he had been waiting for the moment of life and death, but it was slightly different from what he imagined. He was originally afraid of the old woman, not the young man in front of him. Girl, Xu Fengnian is cautious by nature. To put it bluntly, he is timid and afraid of death. He thinks about the worst. I always have some doubts about the Qi trainers in the South China Sea. Although the Qi trainers are unsullied immortals, these sixteen people with different levels of cultivation have left the sea and entered the hinterland of the Liyang Dynasty. Fighting close to the tiger like a piece of paper, at first he was worried that there would be a truly brilliant swordsman lurking at the bottom of the lake, waiting for an opportunity to move, but Xu Ying's aura spread like water grass roots to the bottom of the lake for fifty feet, nothing unusual, since he was not at the bottom, naturally Among the sixteen people, only one did not expect that the barefoot woman in front of him would hand out a sword to make the final decision.
Since he already knew that Qi practitioners would have backhands, Xu Fengnian had already overestimated the Avalokitesvara Sect after seeing the finger sword of the beautiful woman fairy, but he realized that he underestimated it when he faced that understated sword.
That sword was made of water, it could come and go from anywhere three zhang away, it turned into a pool of lake water, and fell into the lake, but the barefoot woman was still darting straight, this made Xu Fengnian, who had already formed a thunder pool, know in his heart Not good, as expected, for some reason, the Twelve Flying Swords with a complete sword embryo, at the moment when it pierced the qi trainer into a sieve, turned out to be like a soldier who betrayed the master. The side is docile like a butterfly, whirling lightly and cheerfully, with no sword aura or murderous intent at all. This shocked Xu Fengnian, who had never lost control of the flying sword, and the corners of his mouth were bitter. Making a sword out of water is simply a cover, she herself is the real secret sword, she seems to be seeking her own death, and she is relying on something, Xu Fengnian once heard from the old sheepskin fur that there are two kinds of people in the sword forest in the world. Genius, one kind is like Deng Tai'a, Taoism is not vulgar, peach blossom branches are swords, rotten wood is swords, rainwater is swords, there is nothing between heaven and earth that cannot be a sword, and the other is even rarer, born with a sword and then conquered The sword itself is the embryo of the supreme sword, no matter how good your sword skills are, how fierce your sword moves are, as long as you are not a sword fairy who has proved the Tao, if you are not careful, you will have to make wedding clothes for it after you take out the sword.
Since I asked about the sword.
Then ask the knife.
Xu Fengnian held the handle of the Beiliang knife at his waist with one hand.
The old woman suddenly said: "The charcoal seller, come back."
I never imagined that after all the qi practitioners in the south spoke their minds, the barefoot woman with a strange nickname still laughed, instead of slowing down, she rushed forward quickly and focused on asking for the knife.
Not waiting for Xu Fengnian to make a move, Zhupao Yinwu unexpectedly also jumped up from the bottom of the lake without a sound, grabbed the young woman's tender feet with both arms, and dragged her into the icy cold water.
Both Xu Fengnian and the Nanhai old woman showed a headache that they couldn't hide. They are as helpless as parents who can't control their naughty children.
Xu Fengnian conveyed his mind to Yinwu, bowed slightly to the old woman who had not made a move, and said very politely: "Beiliang Xu Fengnian has met the senior of Guanyin Sect."
The old woman smiled, with a vicissitudes of face like a dead wood in spring, deliberately ignoring the word Beiliang, and said: "I never thought I would meet Li Jianshen's apprentice. It's a pleasure to meet. The young generation of swordsmen in the Central Plains is full of talents, and they are indeed young masters of our sect." Look at the heroes of the world."
Xu Fengnian asked calmly: "Old senior, can you take a step back temporarily? This junior will definitely try his best to make up for the Guanyin sect. The delay in casting the talisman and sword in the Longyan incense burner, and the matter of Guizong's clean-up of traitors, after Xu Fengnian understands clearly, he will definitely give senior a reasonable explanation. "
The old woman hesitated for a moment, then waved her hand and said: "It's impossible to talk about giving in. There are Zhixuan Gaoren on Crouching Tiger Mountain, and Wudang King Xiaoping on the shore. If you want to kill, today is a desolate situation where the sect will die. Since you Backing down first, I don't have the guts to push forward. There are still about three years before the suzerain leaves the customs. During this time, the fifteen disciples who have landed in this sect will follow me to travel north and south, sharpen their state of mind, and cultivate a noble spirit. Only three years later , Youyan Villa can promise to give you seventy talisman swords, and I can return to the sect in person to intercede with Zhang Dongling. As for the rebellious life and death of this sect, it still needs to be decided by the suzerain himself."
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Young man, tell me more, why is it so difficult to cast the talisman sword?"
The old woman is easy to talk, and she knows everything without saying anything, "One material is hard to find, it is similar to Li Chungang's wooden horse and cow, they are all flying stones from the sky, and the forging of talisman swords is very different from ordinary swords. , the eighty-one talisman swords were agreed at that time, not because this sect bullied others. The Longyan incense burner in Youyan Mountain Villa, the storage materials collected by the ancestors of the past dynasties, are enough to make more than 80 talisman swords, but Zhang Dongling casts ordinary swords, he is called a master , It’s a pity that he was dragged down by his insignificant kendo attainments, and he worked behind closed doors and watched the sky from a well. In the matter of talisman swords, not only did he fail to make great achievements, but he wasted a lot of precious materials in vain.”
Xu Fengnian made a gesture, "Such a short sword can forge several talisman swords that the noble sect needs."
The old woman said flatly: "If there is no accident, the coefficient is successful, and there are eight handles."
Xu Fengnian bowed lightly again, raised his head and said solemnly: "The three-year agreement, the younger generation can agree to it for Youyan Villa."
The graceful and beautiful woman who realized the two-finger sword from the Zhixuan Realm smiled and said: "If you take the people from Youyan Villa to Beiliang, and then change your words and go back on your word, then it is impossible for the sect in the South China Sea to follow you!" The 300,000 cavalry from Beiliang are the enemy?"
Xu Fengnian smiled sincerely and intoxicatingly, and while raising his hands to tie his hair, he said: "This fairy sister who is unparalleled in the world with talismans and swords is serious. How can this junior be such a person who does not believe what he says."
The beautiful woman who couldn't tell her real age was obviously confused by this guy's glib tongue, she was not good at tearing her face up and saying harsh words, and it was not suitable for her to fall into the trap, but she was really pleasing to the ear and comfortable when she said "Sister".
Xu Fengnian patted the Beiliang knife on his waist, "It was supposed to take off the knife as a token, but it's really inconvenient. Someone will be so distressed when I go back to Beiliang. Old man, how can you trust me even if you ask for it?"
The old woman thought for a while, and made an inexplicable statement, "In the future, in the reckless battle, can the Qi trainers of this sect rush to the border of Beiliang to watch the battle but not participate in the battle?"
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "As long as you don't harm Beiliang with your hands and feet, there will be no problem."
The old woman smiled and said, "It's a deal."
Xu Fengnian hurriedly slipped his beard and patted his horse: "Senior, you are refreshing, this is a master of the world! Compared with the nonsense Dragon and Tiger Mountain, it is more than a hundred floors higher!"
The old woman accepted it calmly, and the immortals and fairies behind her who were tired of dealing with flying swords in the sky all changed their impressions of her a lot, especially the suzerain of the Guanyin sect who placed high hopes on his disciples. Xiaojia is really interesting, he has clearly mastered the countless terrifying skills of Feijian, but he is still so unprofessional.
The old woman looked straight at Xu Fengnian, who smiled shyly and shouted, "Xu Ying!"
The surface of the lake was split by a single sword, and the red robes first appeared in the sky, facing the fifteen overseas immortals, the pair of purple gold eyes of Compassionate were shining brightly, turned slightly, and scanned them once.
Even the pretty young woman gas trainer, after being stared at by it, couldn't suppress the flood of fear in her heart.
The old woman laughed it off and said softly, "Mr. Xu has immeasurable merit."
Then he turned and stepped on the lake to leave.
Fourteen qi practitioners followed one after another. After the woman who realized how to point the sword and the uncle of the grand master in name surfaced, they pulled out a young barefoot woman who was soaked in water but her seniority was so high that she was lawless. She looked back and smiled. leave.
The barefoot woman turned her head and snorted coldly, and drifted away.
A group of white butterflies floated on the lake.
The old woman slowed down, came to the barefoot woman and apologized: "Master, just now the disciple had no choice but to call him by his first name."
The barefoot woman twitched her delicate nose, waved her hands and said, "It's okay, I just hate that cunt."
The old woman smiled and said: "There is a thin line between ordinary people and immortals, and between heaven, demon, heaven and man, it is no longer a femininity. Otherwise, the old woman will fight with her life."
The young woman who was not yet twenty years old asked, "Why do you stop me from taking that man's knife?"
The old woman said in a deep voice: "Since he is Li Chungang's apprentice, he may not be able to use his strength to open the gate of heaven."
The young woman said bitterly: "Wait!"
The old woman said softly: "Uncle, the evil dragon of Difei Mountain was injured by the martial arts Li Yu axe, it is a good time to pick ink li..."
Having said that, the old woman showed a bit of embarrassment.
The barefoot woman smiled mischievously, raised her foot, and a large "fish school" of flying swords was brought out from the bottom of the lake, jumped out of the lake, jumped into the lake again, and continued to swim.
This thunderous and rainy battle on the lake was not a small one. Although it did not tell the difference between life and death, it has already shocked the minds and hearts of the people in No. 300 and 400 in Youyan Villa.
Xu Fengnian originally wanted to borrow the sword first, so he had to have the beginning and the end, and return the sword once more, while shaking his arms and shaking his demeanor, but he never thought of a rough estimate, the lack of a full two hundred swords, which made Xu Fengnian turn around and curse at the lake.
In this way, how can he open his mouth to abduct Youyan Villa to work in Beiliang
Next time we meet, you must be like Old Man Li, who beat you until you went back to the South China Sea barefoot and crying.