Xu Fengnian, who has only one soul to eliminate the filth, has stopped the bleeding between his brows, and the Xu Fengnian who has come back from his body has one soul and two souls. Adding the two together, he still lacks two souls and four souls, and he can already Xu Fengnian didn't feel that his ability was inferior to Wang Xianzhi's injury, but it was useless to argue with words, so when facing Wang Xianzhi's questioning, he didn't try to argue with this old man who was clearly angry, but was just aboveboard. Repair the physique gifted by Gao Shulu.
Wang Xianzhi sneered and said, "So there is no last word to say?"
Xu Fengnian stretched out his hands, covered his face, wiped off the blood with his ten fingers, his eyes were clear.
Wang Xianzhi repeated a good word.
Then Xu Fengnian of "The Wanderer Returns with the Sword" saw Wang Xianzhi step forward and throw the spear forged by the lightning from the sky with a wave of his arm.
But when he saw this scene, Xu Fengnian, who had a body, had actually flown backwards and crashed to the ground hundreds of feet away. His uncontrollable body even bounced on the ground, and continued to slide backwards for a distance of tens of feet. Only then was it possible to stop.
Wang Xianzhi's shot was so fast that Xu Fengnian, who was standing, only saw the afterimage of Wang Xianzhi's throwing thunder spear.
Xu Fengnian who fell to the ground slowly got up, bent over, a large piece of blood and flesh was exposed on his chest, occasionally white lightning swirled around and whizzed. At the same time as he stretched out his hand, countless slender red snakes with red silk floated out from his arms. Touched by Xu Fengnian's fingers, the red silk and white electricity disappeared together. It can be seen that the secret technique that Xu Fengnian stole from Han Diaosi's head was not immediately effective. See success quickly.
The lightning spear in Wang Xianzhi's hand is still there, but it only reduces his aura by a little or two.
Another foot hole appeared in the sand in front of the old man.
Xu Fengnian, who had just stood upright, was hit by the thunder spear again, but this time he was not knocked down. He tilted his head back slightly, and held a piece of lightning with both hands to prevent it from piercing his neck. go.
The first time he intentionally opened the door wide and carried a lightning strike, Xu Fengnian tried to get in touch with Wang Xianzhi's Qi movement method by relying on Gao Shu's impeccable body. Since Wang Xianzhi's second spear is exactly the same, there is no need for it to Comers are welcome.
The foothole in front of Wang Xianzhi got deeper and deeper, and the gap for throwing the spear became shorter and shorter. In the distance, Xu Fengnian could only retreat again and again. He retreated eight times in a row. The last time he used the nameless boxing technique taught by Wudang Hong Xixiang. The body swam round and round, and when Xu Fengnian finally stood still, his spine was straight, his back was straight but not bent, his hands were gently shaking up and down, and a few inches above the palms of each hand, there was a ball of lightning and light bumping up and down. They seem playful and light, and it is easy for people to underestimate the thunderous power contained in them. Xu Fengnian moved his hands in an arc, and the two snow-white thunderballs lingering in the light of lightning merged into one and gradually dissipated in front of him.
At the same time, Xu Fengnian's expression changed drastically after returning from the wanderer in Black and White Spring and Autumn, and he began to turn around and look towards "self".
The ninth footprint appeared in front of Wang Xianzhi, who had only three feet of lightning left in his hand. Before Xu Fengnian's soul was about to crash into Xu Fengnian's body, Wang Xianzhi was already close to the latter, and he took the lead in making a move. I don't know if it was a spear or a sword.
The three-foot lightning pierced Xu Fengnian's body instantly, like a knife cutting tofu. Wang Xianzhi held the three-foot lightning that successfully broke through Gao Shulu's body with his right hand, and lifted Xu Fengnian up in the air.
The next scene is puzzling. Before Wang Xianzhi pulled out the thunderbolt, Xu Fengnian took the lead, holding down the fairy weapon that seemed to come from the nine heavens with both hands, kicked Wang Xianzhi's shoulder, and his body fell two feet away. Outside, he staggered, instead of taking the opportunity to pull it out, he slapped it hard and actively pierced it through his body.
Wang Xianzhi didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, instead, he stood where he was and nodded, showing a little appreciation for the first time.
If he pulls out that piece of lightning by himself, then this kid will suffer the previous eight spears and the last sword for nothing.
The Eight Spears are just a trick to cover the eyes, the key is that Wang Xianzhi's new sword was originally intended to be given to Deng Tai'a who has returned from visiting immortals.
Everyone in the world uses a three-foot green front as a metaphor for a long sword. His sword move is called "three feet". Even lighter, if you pull out the three-foot lightning, you will naturally not know the mystery. It's just that even if you understand the meaning of the three-foot sword, so what? Even if he, Wang Xianzhi, is just a swordsman, his sword moves are no less than three feet long, and there are as many as four hands. The reason why he chose this tactic was that since Xu Fengnian injured himself with a knife, he had to pay for it, even if the size of the wound was exactly the same. As for the other four-handed fairy swords, Wang Xianzhi's original intention of using the sword was to kill a thousand horses with one sword, and the temple is like nothing to me.
Wang Xianzhi was born in a poor family. At that time, it was far from the atmosphere of the Liyang court today. He was a real poor family. He still remembers that after he abandoned literature and martial arts, he went through ups and downs and finally practiced rough and light kung fu for the first time. To show off your skills in the streets of the market, you can only experience the feeling of flying on the grass and stepping on the snow without a trace in the wilderness. After you are exhausted, use the sky and the earth as a bed, and throw it on the grass or snow at will. A mud grass aroma and a cool feeling of washing your face with snow. Later, by chance, I switched to sword practice halfway, and when the sword gave birth to sword energy, the ecstasy at that time, no matter how many years have passed, is still fresh in my memory. After that, step by step, he reached the pinnacle of martial arts, overlooking the world and swimming against the wind, looking around, no one stood side by side, and there were not many things worth remembering.
The two Xu Fengnian stood together, but their souls never merged into one body, because Wang Xianzhi's sword wounded his spirit far more than his body. Since Gao Shulu's body can still bear it, there is no need to add another thing to it. , is throwing oneself into a trap, and has damaged the invincible golden body that was originally said to be pure and clean.
Wang Xianzhi's wound has sprouted like a branch, and new muscles and bones are growing out one after another. The wound on his chest is no longer shocking. It's Xu Fengnian's turn to suffer. The red-threaded red snake struggled to cling, but still failed to get rid of the remaining lightning sword gas.
Wang Xianzhi suddenly said: "When I was a scholar, I had a heart-to-heart relationship with a senior scholar. He said a word. Today, I am afraid that the grave of the senior has been reduced to ashes, but the old man still remembers: it is better to write the history than the head." But in that chaotic world, this scholar just died in the turmoil of the war. He neither put his ambitions into the temple, nor did he die well. Among the muddy hundreds of dead bodies, they were pulled out and buried hastily. The long sword worn by this gentleman was probably worth tens of taels of silver, and it was taken away by someone long ago. The gentleman's relic was given to the villain. Goods in exchange for official hats or wine money."
"Wang Xianzhi has ever blocked the way of a junior?"
"This old man sits in the East China Sea and lived for a day. Has there ever been a warrior like Liu Songtao who is as confident as Liu Songtao, who has caused troubles in the world?"
"The imperial court is powerful, with iron armor riding around, and the common people are unarmed. The world rises and falls, and it is precisely these innocent people who die the most. Bandits and looting, I don't want everyone to deal with it easily, I just hope that more people can take a step forward when they are desperate, or even before they die, instead of just kneeling down and begging for mercy. Wang Xianzhi doesn't ask much , It’s just a step for the people of the world, just a step.”
Xu Fengnian asked calmly, "Why do you say these things?"
Wang Xianzhi said indifferently: "This old man has lived for too long and seen too much, but usually he has nothing to say to anyone. You boy refuses to say your last words, but this old man wants you to die clearly. If you are an ordinary prince Sun, relying on the conspiracy and tricks of two generations to be hereditary, how can this old man talk nonsense with you, killing you would be dirty."
Just as Xu Fengnian was about to speak, Wang Xianzhi waved his hand and said, "I know what you want to say, but whoever has the biggest fist has the most reason. No matter how good your words are, I won't listen to you. It's that simple."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "It's still early to win or lose. It's hard to say who is more reasonable."
Wang Xianzhi neither denied nor admitted, and said: "The old man has finished speaking, and who deserves to die next will soon reveal the truth."
Hundreds of miles away, a man with sleeves fluttering in the wind was holding a momentary gun.
The purple air is coming from the west.