When Xu Fengnian was holding a sword for twelve years and came running alone with a sword, Han Diaosi didn't pay too much attention to this son, and it was not worth mentioning under the guise of the power of the yin. Fulong can't be said to be very good, and the human cat pays more attention to the distance between Xu Fengnian and the biphasic Yin. What is the length? Previously, Yinwu was dormant in the snow, and Xu Fengnian was more than 30 feet away from Xu Fengnian. At this time, Xu Fengnian seemed to be alone, but the Zhupao Yinwu was actually following him from a distance, with the same steps, ethereal and erratic. Yinwu wore a spacious robe, like an actor Shaking the water sleeves, moving clouds and flowing water, always keeping eighteen feet, not an inch or a centimeter away, it seems that eighteen feet is the best distance between the two cultivation bases. After unsheathing the sword and unloading the armor, Xu Fengnian was not in a hurry to make the second sword. The sword presented by Deng Tai'a, who had twelve complete sword embryos within three feet and ten feet away, dazzled the eyes, had a strange trajectory, and reached the pinnacle of sword control skills. , Concentrated mind, pointing at the tip of the sword, Xu Fengnian actually exposed his shortcomings, did the opposite, deliberately distracted, let the flying swords swipe and swipe randomly, like a child fighting, a shrew closed his eyes Scratching his face blindly, without the demeanor of a chaotic and orderly family at all, Han Diaosi sneered in his heart, strolled in the courtyard, stretched out his index finger, pointed with his volley finger, and flew out before he could get close to him with a sword.
Originally, if Xu Fengnian dared to concentrate on controlling the sword, based on Han Diao Temple's understanding of the realm of Zhixuan, this kid would have to suffer a lot. Pointing at Xuan, asking about longevity, that is just a biased view of Taoism respected by the world. More than that, there are ceremonies in the operation of all things, as large as the ebb and flow of the tide, the full moon and the waning of the moon, as small as the flower blooming and falling, the wind blows slightly, and the body bears the finger, just like the snow falling from the sky. In the eyes of Han Diao Temple, as long as the line of sight And, even if a snowflake has fallen but has not yet fallen, there are strands of clear tracks in his eyes. The thickness of this indescribable trajectory is also related to the level of the Zhixuan realm. After entering Zhixuan for a long time, and as his cultivation base grew stronger, it became clearer and clearer. In the past, Wu Jianzhong defeated thousands of horses with nine swords, and most of them died in battle. Among them, Wu Cao'an was only in the upper middle level, and he stopped at Zhixuan all his life. Compared with the two astronomical fellows , can not be compared in the same breath, but in the battle on the prairie, the nine people united their swords, but they regarded him as the well-deserved "sword tip", killing a full 3,700 riders under the sword, until Wu Caoan died of exhaustion, Then someone else took the place of the sword tip. Wu Cao’an, as the sword attendant of that generation of sword crowns, followed his master out of the tomb to practice, and never practiced martial arts with others. Looking at the sea, he went straight to Zhixuan overnight, and finally rushed to the source of the great river. One person and one sword followed the river to the east. When he went out to sea, Zhixuan climbed to the top. Things to do all your life. If you use the yin and celestial phenomena to fight against our Han Diao Temple, you are asking for your own death. Asking me about Han Diao Temple, although it is already original, and you deliberately find another way, it is just delaying your death.
Han Diaosi got acquainted with the respective habits of the chaotic twelve flying swords within half a stick of incense, and began to clean up the mess. He stepped down heavily, stretched his left thumb and index finger, and grasped the tail of a flying sword unexpectedly, ignoring the flying sword. The edge of the sword trembled, two fingers tapped and closed, a sword snapped, the red thread of the right hand flicked, fishing in troubled waters, stretched out one hand, wrapped around the long and narrow two swords, pulled back, the two swords clenched in a fist The palms twisted into balls.
Han Diaosi casually discarded the flying swords whose embryos were destroyed, boiled green plums, cut bamboo horses and folded peach blossoms in one go, and said with a sneer: "Deng Tai'er's use of these twelve swords is what counts."
Xu Fengnian's state of mind was calm, his right hand swayed, and finally he pulled the remaining nine swords with his mind, and smashed towards Han Diao Temple in the air with the momentum of an immortal caressing the top. The cat in black had a calm face, and the rain of swords poured down, but he stepped out of the sword formation in one step. Although the nine flying swords hit his back after falling, Han Diaosi completely ignored it, and just strode towards the green man with sleeves. , smashed the strong qi from the Beiliang knife with one palm, and the qi exploded in all directions. Even if the silver threads on the temples of Han Diao Temple were blown wantonly, the human cat still pushed the tip of the Beiliang knife with its palm, With five fingers hooked, he gripped the Beiliang Dao tightly, "Beiliang Iron Cavalry Beiliang Dao, it's nothing more than that if it's changed."
Before Xu Fengnian let go, Han Diaosi raised his hand knife and kicked Xu Fengnian in the abdomen. Xu Fengnian seemed to be in good health, but the surrounding snow was chaotic like a frying pan, and the ground was even cracked. Han Diaosi was wrinkled. Frowning, since this kid was carrying a sheathless sword on his back, he still didn't want to give up the sword. Han Diaosi pulled the tip of the sword back, and the hilt hit Xu Fengnian hard like a bell, hitting Xu Fengnian's heart hard. His face was pale, and the scarlet blood spewed out from the vermilion robe eighteen feet away, how could Han Diao Temple be merciful, turned around and swept Xu Fengnian's shoulder with a whip leg, Xu Fengnian was like a rootless duckweed being blown by the strong wind, Both feet left the ground and flew sideways, but because they were holding the knife tightly, their almost empty bodies could not go away. Han Diaosi and Xu Fengnian stood vertically and horizontally. The cold knife and the nine flying swords were like moths to the flame, but they all flew out of the thick paper of the lantern, and they were not allowed to get close to the wick of the human cat. The red-armed red snake quickly clung to the Beiliang knife, and when it was about to engulf Xu Fengnian's palm, the latter suddenly held the handle of the knife with both hands, thinking of Beimang encountering a land tornado, strong winds, and flying up to the blue sky. Sword, Xu Fengnian's human form is like a tornado on the ground at this moment, and the palms of his hands are bloody and bloody in an instant. Han Diaosi responded to all changes without changing, let go of the tip of the knife, and let the blade roll and wreak havoc in the palm of his hand, with sinister eyes and a soft voice, " What a dragon roll hidden in the Jiuxian cup, it is interesting, no wonder Li Chungang will look at you with admiration."
Han Diao Temple was about to kill the killer, when a man dressed in green clothes dragged a gun from the southeast, Han Diao Temple's finger Xuan finally showed its majesty, like snow heavier than frost, crushed one of them with his own spirit in the blink of an eye Xu Fengnian's heart with a flying sword, Xuan Lei slashed at the woman holding the gun with a sword, and the handsome woman shook her wrist subtly. Sweeping thousands of troops, hitting the Xuanlei flying sword, there was a loud bang, the woman bounced back with the help of the instant gun, her figure was like a spinning top, dodging the sharp edge of the flying sword, spinning a forward arc trajectory, stepping on the ground with her toes, high Leaping up, he shot Han Diaosi head-on with a mighty force. All this seemed complicated, but it happened in an instant. Han Diaosi seemed to know that it was unrealistic to kill Xu Fengnian, so he lost interest in entanglement. Withdrawing his fingers and flicking, he flicked the Tornado Beiliang Knife in the palm of his hand to the moment of the gun, without even giving a man and a woman a break, with graceful steps, one hand gently pushed on Xu Fengnian's chest, and the other hand knocked in the air, directly sending the two of them to their respective positions. Repelled, the blue bird who was repelled if he couldn't get a shot, spun the gun body in the air, and the tip of the gun was a little on the ground in an instant, and before his feet landed, he shot Han Diaosi's neck again in the air, With a cold snort, although it was only two moves, it is obvious that the human cat is already tired of this girl's ignorant provocation, put her left hand on the tip of Sha Na's gun a few inches below, walk lightly under her feet, walk a semicircle, and put all her strength on Sha Na's gun The blow completely lost all strength, and he rushed forward suddenly, and slapped the woman in Tsing Yi who was floating in the air with one hand on the shoulder. The woman who was not infused with majestic celestial phenomena immediately broke the kite and flew away. Han Diaosi held it Instantly, the gun was thrown towards the place where the woman fell, so fast that there was no whistling wind at all, it was just silent, Qingniao was no longer the woman who fought in the reeds outside Xiangfan City, the shot seemed to go straight He died with his chest pierced, his heart was clear, his footsteps stepped on the sky, and he slid steadily backwards in the air, hastily but not in a panic, holding the tip of the blunt round gun with both hands, his body fell obliquely to the ground, and he stepped out of a mud puddle, abruptly Stopping his decline, his eyes turned red, his meridian flowed backwards, he lifted his momentary gun upside down, and ran towards Han Diao Temple again.
Really fearless.
No matter how misunderstood her life experience, God finally shows mercy, so that there will be someone in this world, no matter how far or near him, is worthy of her life, even if she lives or dies, she will not take a step back.
The craziest thing in the world is a woman.
Probably infected by the woman in Tsing Yi, Lu Song, Wang Lin and others, who were still a little bit at a loss before, finally woke up and didn't need to make a sound. When the two cavalry generals took the lead in charging, the elite cavalry of both sides launched a silent charge almost at the same time, without shouting The sound was bold, there was no violent shouting, only the sound of horseshoes. Han Diao Temple can ignore the moment when the young woman's family passed the gun to the Immortal King, and it can ignore the desperate charge of those ants and cavalry, but it can't ignore the white-headed man's quiet retreat. Who am I, Han Diao Temple? Is it the brothel girl? You Gaoliang son spent money to hook up a few times, only to realize that the family is not enough, so you want to get out of your body? Han Diao Temple's murderous intent is getting stronger, suddenly squinting, and finally came, the human cat turned a blind eye to the gun when it was lifted up, and turned a deaf ear to the violent sound of horseshoes. Luxurious, bright and simple Taoist robes, the middle-aged Taoist is carrying three swords on his back, I saw him reach out and wipe the top sword box behind his back, with a smile on his face, "There are friends and friends from far away knocking on the firewood on a snowy night, and hearing the little bark is the most pleasant."
It's a small bark but it's not small.
Sword idiot Wang Xiaoping handed out the sword, and there were rumbling and continuous thunderclaps heard inside and outside the city.
When Wang Xiaoping practiced swords at the beginning, he made up his mind that as long as I draw a sword, I will be a land god once before I draw the sword. With a sword in my hand, the gods are like floating clouds to me. Therefore, this sword has nothing to do with the mystery, nothing to do with the sky, and nothing to do with the level of the realm. Since Wang Xiaoping practiced the sword, he has been famous for his pure sword heart. Lu Zu was reincarnated, but the vision of riding a bull has never been worse
The sword of Xiaobai starts from Wang Xiaoping and ends at Han Diao Temple, like a long rainbow hanging in the sky and the earth.
Blocking the road outside Shenwu City, it was the first time that Han Diaosi showed a solemn expression. Han Diaosi was able to squeeze into the ranks of the top ten people in the world, relying on his unparalleled advantages in the realm of competition, which is comparable to Mrs. Deng. Ah's Zhixuan is capable of killing celestial phenomena, so as long as you don't step into the high land gods, you will never enter his eyes like a red robe, let alone Xuanyuan Qingfeng who actively retreats when in danger. But Wang Xiaoping, a master of kendo who lived for the sword and even died for the sword, is different. Han Diao Temple respected the hanging sword, but he didn't feel any fear. He waved his sleeves, his arms were like snake holes, and the red ropes were like little snakes raising their heads in protest, chirping. There is no way to hide this sword, and Han Diaosi didn't want to dodge it either. He was caught in a murderous siege, and faced with the endless force of the crowd, especially at this time, Wang Xiaoping's sword was as powerful as a rainbow. He smiled casually, raised Chihong with his hand, and shot into the air, facing Xiaobai.
A sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu resounded through the world!
The shock caused the walls of Shenwu City to shake again, and the snow accumulated in the gaps on the walls was once again disturbing, rustling down.
Dust was flying, black mud and white snow alternated. After the dust settled, Han Diao Temple was safe and sound, but the scarlet around the arms seemed to fade a bit or two.
Han Diaosi twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a loud smile: "Wang Xiaoping, does this sword of yours kill the dragon? You still have two swords, so you might as well use them together. After three swords, I will skin and debone you. Wudang lost a peak."
During the conversation, everyone realized that the red gun in the woman's hand was pressed against the back of the old eunuch, but it seemed that she couldn't push it into the flesh.
Instantly, the gun bends in a striking arc, almost full moon, which shows the stamina of the delicate woman.
Seeing that Wang Xiaoping was indifferent, Han Diaosi knew that with the Wudang sword idiot's mind, he would not be provoked by words, and he stopped talking nonsense, turned his head and smiled calmly: "Girl doll, aren't you afraid of breaking Wang Xiu's precious relic?"
On the roof of the carriage, the arc of the dead soldier Wu's bow was better than that of a momentary spear. Once the bow was broken, two iron arrows shot at the old eunuch who had been invincible with lightning speed.
After the boy used the double arrows, he staggered back two steps, and the blood vessels in his right arm burst when he drew the bow, and a bunch of blood burst out immediately.
"Elegantly known as the sun and the moon standing side by side, commonly known as flying on the couch."
The son is named because he is knowledgeable and particular, and appreciates both refined and popular tastes. Boy Wu likes it very much and is very satisfied.
Han Diaosi took a step back, the martial artist tried his best to pull the mountains and rivers, but if he added another weight to the mountains and rivers, it could crush people to death. The moment the gun was bent to the extreme, it immediately collapsed, and the woman in Tsing Yi swung back and got out. Sixty-seven feet tall, in a green dress that was no longer clean, covered in filth and mud, stood up with difficulty, and grasped the fallen Shasu gun. The moment of throwing it upside down earlier was a unique skill of the Wang family. Chen Zhibao's plums turned green and purple. When used in his hands, blue is better than blue and is far superior to blue. During Wang Xiu's lifetime, the biggest regret was that he did not have a biological son to pass on his unique skills. That's why he taught his foreign disciple Chen Zhibao all his money, because the Wang family's marksmanship requires the support of a strong physique, and it emphasizes the countercurrent of energy. Injury to the body, a woman's body is inherently feminine, acting so vilely would be like adding insult to injury. Later, Chen Zhibao became famous for killing his teacher, and Wang Xiu's death was far from the unscrupulous death that the outside world thought.
The moment the blue bird held the relic, it exhaled foul air and swallowed back the dirty blood.
The dead should die.
Han Diaosi lightly held an iron arrow that was close to his eyebrows, and let out a cry of surprise, because the second iron arrow disappeared, even with his almost unparalleled keen perception, he still couldn't find out what happened.
He threw out the iron arrow that had already appeared in the world, and pierced the head of a horse from a distance, and fell off the horse and rolled to the ground. Han Diaosi turned his head and glanced at the young woman who was holding a gun to store his energy. He stopped looking at the brave cavalrymen who were rushing forward with a crushing force in their eyes, and said to himself, "human cats are like this. Can't you scare people?"
Han Diao Temple rises from the ground, and its castration is exactly the same as Wang Xiaoping's Xiaobai's sword. How could ordinary strong cavalry be able to resist it? With one step on it, one man and one horse would be trampled off obliquely. Shifting direction, he raised the spear without hesitation, and Han Diaosi didn't make a move at all, and went straight forward, and bounced off the spear of the iron cavalry with the huge charge of the horse running, and the whole horse hit Han Diaosi directly. , like a head bumping into a copper wall and an iron wall, the horse was killed immediately, and the cavalry with excellent equestrian skills leaped to the death. Diao Si had already moved forward, the third rider on the straight line leaned slightly sideways, and slashed at the head of the black-clothed eunuch with his intuition, then raised the saber, and pushed Han Diao Si on the side of the horse with one hand. Throwing horizontally in the air, it hurts the fish in the pond and they ride sideways and fall to the ground together. If only this horizontal direction strikes the death knell, with the ability of the two cavalry, they will not die with the horse. The arm-wrapped red silk went back and forth, and it was like dismembering two brave cavalry soldiers on the spot.
Han Diaosi didn't give the leading cavalry a chance to turn around and return to their carbines, and fought and retreated, making it clear that they wanted to kill a large group of cavalry by themselves.
In the sight of the second group of cavalry, tender tofu was cut like a wire, whether it was Wang Lin's heavy armored cavalry or Lu Song's light cavalry, they were all so fragile.
Wang Lin passed by one by one, and one arm left the body with the copper hammer.
If it wasn't for Lu Song who arrived in an emergency to block the red silk with a spear, Wang Lin would follow in his footsteps and tear his limbs apart.
The two leading cavalry generals survived by luck and fought side by side. Instead of leaving the battlefield, they continued to lean towards the man-mao, one of the three spring and autumn demons.
Ren Shanyu gritted her teeth, clenched the ax that was seriously inconsistent with her exquisite body, and took the lead to go to the reinforcements. Behind her, the entourage secretly raised by Beiliang followed the delicate woman up and down, and floated towards the bloody battlefield.
In a place where the whole army must die, the general dies first. The general dies, the captain dies again, the captain dies, and the soldiers die!
far away.
Xu Fengnian was squatting on the ground, with the Beiliang Knife thrust into the side, and the palms of his hands were so unsightly that his bones were almost visible. Xu Fengnian turned his head and asked softly, "A stick of incense, is that enough?"
Zhu Paoyin nodded.
Xu Fengnian held up a handful of snow and buried his face in the snow.
After standing up, maybe he noticed that the face was wiped with blood and snow, and it became more and more dirty, so he raised his arm and wiped it with his sleeve.
He grabbed the Beiliang knife.