On the second floor of the restaurant, the sword energy that was connected with the sword body was fueled by Luoyang, and the rising tide of the sword gang surprised Xu Fengnian. He quickly drew out eight swords to build a thunder pool to resist, the flying sword and the sword energy As if fighting in the same room, the sword energy struck the flying sword, and the ding ding dong dong was endless. Xu Fengnian's behavior was also unexpected, he was not in a hurry to destroy the sword energy, he just fought and retreated, tossing and turning on the second floor, cutting off the sword energy bit by bit until the sword energy completely disappeared. Afterwards, Luoyang went downstairs, pressing every step of the way. Song Nianqing didn't care about the right master upstairs. He made two swords in the morning and evening, followed by three swords with the right time and place, and then a sword with bravery, a total of eight swords, all of which were well-deserved new swords. Like new trees in a forest of swords, it is eye-catching, especially the three swords that steal the celestial realm and the subsequent "walking sword" faltering sword that shines the courage, all of which opened Xu Fengnian's eyes. It is said that Xu Fengnian's kendo can barely be regarded as entering the room, but his vision is very good, Jianchi Song Nianqing handed each sword step by step. Appreciation of characters, a layman may just think that a character is written like a dragon and snake, but he can replace it with his own pen. He doesn't know the reason of the muscles and bones, and he doesn't know how to draw, so he can't get in. This is why most people in the world want to Asking a master to lead the door, Xu Fengnian is like a spectator who often reads calligraphy and everyone writes. Some of the calligraphy that catches the eye is beautiful and graceful, some are clear and majestic, and some are austere, but they are all self-satisfied. Xu Fengnian has something wrong in his heart. Knowing the delusional thoughts, then hope that one day in the future, it can be melted into a furnace and become a big peak in the sword altar. There are not many trees on the peak, but the trees must be towering.
Xu Fengnian glanced at the old horse with a sword on the street, fourteen to eight, wondering if Song Nianqing's remaining six moves could cross Zhixuan and directly reach the sky. If he stays in Zhixuan and wants to cause harm to Luoyang, it is tantamount to a dream. Luo Yang is not a member of the three religions, her realm is a real martial artist proving the way, she is in the same way as Wang Xianzhi, extremely domineering. Back then, she had beaten the top five masters in Xin Wu Ping Tianxia, Tuoba Bodhisattva, Deng Tai'a, and Hong Jingyan, and Hong Jingyan was pulled down from the fourth throne by him and replaced. Encountering such a female devil with almost no flaws, let alone the Xuanjian, I am afraid that the Celestial Sword has no chance of winning.
Song Nianqing was shocked and angry for a short time, then sighed and said: "The old man's eyesight is clumsy, he can't stay in seclusion all year round, he never thought of becoming a frog in a well, until now he remembered that there was a woman in white on the bank of the Qingdu River blocking the useless monk, and finally guessed your identity. I don't know if it's too late."
Luo Yang said that he wanted to teach Song Nianqing how to use a sword, but he didn't see where she got the sword from, nor did she use foreign objects to make a sword. She just stretched out her left hand across her chest, with the palm facing up, and slowly pressed down her right hand.
Standing beside the horse, Song Nianqing looked up at the gray sky, wiped the six swords hanging from the horse's back together, the swords were out of the sheath, the three swords touched the ground, and the three swords hung in the air, randomly falling in all directions, seemingly chaotic.
Song Nianqing said to herself: "This old man holds a sword all his life. Marrying a wife and having children is just a troublesome matter of passing on incense and fire. I am afraid that it will delay the progress of swordsmanship. Forty years ago, there was a glimmer of enlightenment, which almost became a sword fairy. Two swords Ten years ago, by chance, I watched the undulating sea of clouds in a blessed place, and a red sun rising in the east, as if suddenly jumped into the sky and earth, and I felt touched again, but the old man still gave up that sword. Since then, I have started to retreat, just want to go step by step , first entered the sky, and then entered the land gods. Gradually, I realized that the old man was born in the sword pool in this life. The first time he chose a sword in his life was the peerless famous sword. The second practice of inner strength is also a peerless mental method. The teacher who taught me how to practice swords is a master of that generation of swordsmanship. It is smooth sailing, and my swordsmanship is still far behind. Zeming, since there is no injustice in my heart, how can I resonate with heaven and earth?"
Luo Yang didn't pay attention to Song Nianqing's perception, let alone the six swords standing between the sky and the earth. The palms of both hands seemed to fit together, but there was still a gap.
Visions of heaven and earth.
Xu Fengnian gasped. The highest point in the city is a Taoist bell tower. The eaves of the tower were oppressed and broken as if by an invisible celestial being, and then the bell tower collapsed very smoothly. It began to be crushed, and the entire city and all the taller buildings began to collapse down, and there was a scene of flattening across the board. Such a huge city is like tofu on a chopping board, which is easily cut horizontally with a single knife, and the thinner it is. In the blink of an eye, even Xu Fengnian didn't dare to stay on the second floor, and fell to the ground, only the harsh and noisy sound of Wanjun's gravity crushing wood and stone was heard in his ears. Xu Fengnian stomped his foot lightly, and then gave a wry smile. Not only was the sky moving downward, but also the ground below was restless, like a giant Buddha overlooking the sky and earth with palms together, there is nowhere to hide.
The sky and the earth are united, and there is only one line left, and this line is Luoyang's sword.
Song Nianqing's face was solemn, the three swords hanging in the air pierced upwards, and the three swords on the ground penetrated downwards, obviously trying to put on a majestic posture of indomitable power.
The line between heaven and earth is still three feet high. Needless to say, the high wall at the top of the city has long been destroyed.
The elite cavalry who were previously transferred from other places to clear the city were really wrong. If they hadn't had their "foresight", under the power of Luoyang's mighty sword, there would be no bones left for nearly 10,000 people.
The more Xu Fengnian was at the moment when the overall situation was settled, the more he did not forget that there were still three masters hidden in the city, Liuhao Master Murong Longshui and Spiderweb Old Moth. Murong Longshui and the old guy were indeed in the city, and not far from here, three streets away, Murong Longshui was sitting on the wall of a low alley, got a jug of wine from somewhere, sat cross-legged, and covered himself with a robe. Taking a bagful of broken mouths to eat, the old moth stood in the alley, made the same movement as Xu Fengnian, stomped hard, and the bluestone slabs in the alley were cracked. The old guy sighed: "I never thought of Luoyang. After the battle between this devil and Tuoba Bodhisattva in the extreme northern ice field, his methods became more and more vicious. Princess, with her here, do we still want to intervene? I am afraid that we will get chestnuts out of the fire, and instead of eating roasted chestnuts, we will cause trouble to our upper body. "
Murong Longshui flicked a few peanuts with his fingers, watched them explode as he watched them shatter, and said: "It's common sense to borrow a sword from Daxueping to control the heaven and earth. After all, you can't be invulnerable everywhere. Sword Immortal Sword Invincible, your whereabouts are destined to be discovered, but it is not impossible to fight for a chance. Now I am afraid that the watchdog of the Zhao family in Tai'an City is playing a rogue, and I have to wait until Luoyang cleans up us before making a move, but when the time comes It will be even more difficult for him to kill Xu Fengnian, it depends on how Master Liu Hao chooses. Presumably Xu Fengnian's head is worth more than the sum of the two of you, and I heard that this old man has a personal grudge with Beiliang. In short Let's watch the show at a distance, Luoyang is in a mood, if I offend her, I don't want to die in Liyang like this."
Murong Longshui gently fell into the alley, and the old moth had already left quickly. Princess Gao Zhuang glanced at the hurried back of the old moth and smiled.
On the street, Song Nianqing's three floating swords began to fall, and the three ground swords began to rise. The six swords were all trembling and wobbling.
Song Nianqing closed her eyes and concentrated.
Humans have seven orifices, and whenever a sword snaps, the sword master Song Nianqing bleeds from one of them.
When all six swords were broken, Song Nianqing's eyes, ears, and arms were already bleeding profusely. The pitiful appearance of this master of swordsmanship was really frightening.
But Song Nianqing's expression remained calm.
Since only six orifices bleed from the seven orifices, it means that apart from the fourteen swords on the horse's back on the surface, Song Nianqing, the first person in the sword pool, most likely hid a sword.
When Song Nianqing finally opened his mouth to release the sword, Xu Fengnian, who probably left his last words, was only half right. It is not wrong that the princess and the old moth are in the city, but Master Liu Hao is not waiting for an opportunity to lurk in the city.
Ten miles away from the city.
An old man with a rigid face stood where he was. He waited until Luoyang's hands began to touch the sky and the earth, and then he began to move very slowly.
The first step is less than half of an ordinary person's step.
The second step is a little faster, no different from ordinary people.
The third step is already the two-step distance of ordinary people's feet.
and so on.
There was a thunderbolt across the sky and the earth, rushing towards the city.