In the area north of Sheliu County in Youzhou, after hundreds or thousands of years of water erosion, the ground is fragmented, interlaced with ravines, and plateaus of various sizes protrude. A young swordsman with dark skin and short stature was standing on the large flat-roofed mantle with a wide view. He was using his arm to clean the long sword that had never had a scabbard since it came out of the oven. The name of the sword was No Sheath. Beimang has good swords and unnamed swords, and there are no swordsmen in the rivers and lakes of Beimang. These are recognized by Liyang in Beimang. Although Jianqi is one of the few masters of swordsmanship in the world, Dingfengbo is even more famous in the sword list Heavy weapon, but that Liyang Jianghu still thinks that Beimang has no sword, and even said that if he gave Beimang another hundred years, he would still have no sword.
For this kind of thing, he is much more indifferent than changing his name to imply the sword spirit of Beimang Sword Dao. For him, practicing his own sword is better than anything else, and practicing sword is Practicing swords, as for land gods or number one in the world, do you need to think about it? So he never wastes energy thinking about things other than "swords". The unsheathed sword in his hand is a new sword with no history or inheritance. The casting material and the craftsmanship of the swordsmith are not too bad, but compared to those famous swords on the list that even have very interesting names, There must be a huge difference, there is no one hundred thousand, and there is probably a gap of eight thousand miles. But the man who led him on the road of sword practice back then, the guy who never wanted to admit that he was his master, paid him the money for making the sword before leaving, and told him many "last words" that his mother-in-law talked about, It's like a dying person who hangs on to that breath and refuses to swallow it. After staying up for several days and nights, it is estimated that no matter how filial the younger generation is in front of the hospital bed, it will not be able to bear it.
"A sword is as good as it is in your hand, and you can be satisfied with it when you are in your hand. A swordsman who even exchanges his sword will not be able to practice good swordsmanship. Of course, you may ask if a sword is broken. Can you change the sword? Wrong, don’t you believe it? Look at Li Chungang in Liyang who only has a wooden horse and ox. He can open the gate of heaven with his sword. Is it wrong for you to learn from him? Can’t you?”
"Although I don't practice swords, I feel that a swordsman chooses a sword, just like a man looking for a wife. The most important thing is to fall in love at first sight. After falling in love, you will not change your love. You, hurry up and look at the sword in your hand. It cost me a lot." Dozens of taels of silver, you poor boy, how dare you not fall in love at first sight? If you have the ability, you can shake your head and see if I don’t interrupt your hands and feet. You don’t even have the sharpness of eyesight, and you practice your sword! Dozens of taels of silver." "Your expression seems to be very reluctant for me to leave? Huh? Are you nodding or shaking your head? Damn, you don't want me to go. You can carry some silver with you anyway, and a few copper coins will do." Ah. Oh, I dare you to ask me for a few sword manual secrets, sorry to ask? To tell you the truth, no! Boy, I will give you one last word, remember, don’t think that you don’t take it seriously if you don’t take money, practice martial arts, Whether it's practicing swords or practicing swords, two words explain all the truth, outrageous! Don't understand, these two words are enough for you to ponder for ten years. Whoever made you poor in understanding is worse than when I was young, otherwise I would have already I've accepted you as an apprentice. Since I'm poor in savvy, don't blame me for being petty. If you want to blame, blame your parents." "That's all. Since I can't find a wife in Beimang, I'll go to Liyang to look for it. Let's Two, I will try to say goodbye in the future, I am afraid that I will feel sorry for Jianqian and regret helping you settle the bill today."
At that time, the swordsmith next to him was so angry that his face was ashen, the little poor man didn't say anything, you are really your mother, you are really your mother, eleven taels of silver can be said to be tens of taels, and if you want to round up the whole number, you can only pay ten taels ? Just such a famous person, just in this sword shop of Lao Tzu blowing up the sky, and even mistakenly teach others "outrageous"? You yourself are the biggest outrageous! Then the irritable swordsmith finally couldn't take it anymore, and started cursing on the spot, "It's amazing that you can find a wife in our Beimang, hurry up and go to Liyang to harm other women's women, that's really thankful Already!"
The young swordsman stopped wiping his sword and looked into the distance with a smile on his lips. If the little-known swordsmith back then had known the identity of that guy, he probably wouldn't have dared to swear like that if he was killed.
Today's Tuoba Bodhisattva has always been considered invincible to Wang Xianzhi after becoming the number one person in Beimang. No matter how steadily Tuoba Bodhisattva's realm has improved over the years, this fact has not been changed.
But before Tuoba Bodhisattva, the former No. 1 master in Beimang, before he disappeared inexplicably, everyone in Beimang firmly believed that at that time, he could completely fight to the death with Liyang Wang Xianzhi!
This genius who is known as a once-in-a-thousand-year genius on the prairie is Huyan Daguan. One person is one sect.
And he, the swordsman who failed to become Huyan Daguan's apprentice, was Tiemu Dier. His ancestors were once the highest flying eagle on the grassland, even soaring wantonly in the sky of the Central Plains.
Tiemu Dier was not a person who would recall or miss anything. He had an intuition that he might not be able to return to the grassland this time.
He didn't have much feeling for the "dynasty" of Beimang. Most of the children in the grassland were like this. A tent is a home, and a surname is a tribe. The reason why he waded into the muddy water was because the Northern Mang court threatened his tribe.
At that time, ten people jointly intercepted and killed the Northern Liang general surnamed Yan. Tie Qi'er and Ke Ke'er died first, Tibing Shan'er was abandoned by Xiao Nian Tou first, and died in a certain pass. Later, the seven people fell into death again. In the bureau, Ahema, who always complained about not being able to drink, laughed and died. Later, they almost managed to escape from the dangerous situation under the leadership of Da Yuefu, but unfortunately they were discovered by a group of people who were said to be Qi practitioners. I don't know their names until now, but I only remember that both of them used knives, and one of them blocked a shot from the Beiliang master for him. Now, only he, Tiemu Dier, Mr. Da Yuefu, Xiao Niandou of Gongzhufen who always covers half of his face, and that gloomy old lady who has long lost the flowers on her temples are left.
This was supposed to be a good situation where a group of people besieged one person, why did they lose so badly? Mr. Da Yuefu said a lot of truths on the way to escape, and Tiemu Dier forgot. Anyway, I only know that they tried countless methods. At first, they fled in all directions, then they tried their best to besiege, and then they used all kinds of ambushes to intercept and kill them. In the end, it was useless. From the beginning to the end, the man from Beiliang, who was so powerful that Tiemu Dier was terrified, was chasing and killing them in one way. Whoever stood in the northernmost position would be targeted and killed. There is no rush. It has always been only one shot. Before that, the opponent can give full play to his life's strengths. If anyone's foot is further north, he will change the target without hesitation.
Generally speaking, martial arts masters who have reached the level of ten people have extremely strong physical strength and foot strength, and they are determined to escape. Even if the enemy of the same level is superior, it is not easy to kill the opponent, and it takes a long time. fierce battle. But the problem is that the guy who only carries an ordinary iron gun, every time he kills, he only needs one shot, which is more deadly than anything else. Before he fired his gun, he relied on his strong and incomparable physique to confront them, either dodging, or before he had time to dodge, he faced them head-on. It was precisely after experiencing the horror of this man that Tiemu Dier understood why people often heard that there are only two types of masters in the world, one is Wang Xianzhi, and the other is all warriors in the world led by Tuoba Bodhisattva.
Tiemu Dier grinned, the man who said he was going to Liyang to find a wife, in today's world, probably he and Tuoba Bodhisattva, plus the Northern Liang King, can be regarded as a kind of warrior, and then he, Tiemu Dier, Everyone inside is another kind.
A middle-aged man with a bloodstained skirt squatted at the feet of the young swordsman, picked up a handful of soil, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and said with a smile, "What happy things are you thinking about? Our four bereaved dogs, too. Only you can laugh, and you don’t force it.”
Tiemu Dier smiled and said, "I want a man."
The elegant man who ate dirt jokingly said: "Tiemu Dier, what you said is very meaningful, I really didn't see it before."
Tiemu Dier let out a hey.
The leisurely man seemed to be quite leisurely, and he said in a sour voice: "Spring, the air of the earth is ventilated, and the earth wakes up. The yellow soft soil in my mouth belongs to the children in the soil, and they are young. I tasted it a few days ago. The kind that is old.”
Although not interested, Timudier still listened carefully.
The man looked around, smiled warmly, and whispered mysteriously: "Since you are standing here, you have a chance to live. It will be difficult for the three of us."
A hunchbacked old woman said in a strange way: "Dayuefu, you are not in a bad mood, you can still chat and fart with Tiemu Dier here, our little Niantiao risked his life to help you!" Let's buy this precious breathing time."
The man who is Mr. Qijian Yuefu smiled and said: "An inch of time is an inch of gold. Time is actually valuable at any time. Of course, it is even more valuable now. The four of our heads combined should barely be worth it." An army of 10,000 cavalry. Roughly converted, based on the ten-year lifespan of 10,000 cavalry on the battlefield, that is... "
He stood up suddenly and said seriously: "Here we come."
Tiemu Dier clenched his hand without the sheath, and said in a deep voice: "My sword will definitely be faster than the previous pass."
The old woman sneered and said: "So what if you have the demeanor of a sword fairy, as long as Xu Yanbing can't be killed, we will definitely have another life today."
Da Yuefu patted the young swordsman on the shoulder, "Sword, faster and faster, even if the last sword is faster than the previous one, even if it is only a tiny bit, it is a great thing. Tiemu Dier, trust yourself, and your sword! "
The young man nodded.
The dark face, the dazzling sun.
This made Da Yuefu's heavy heart a little bit better. Looking at the old woman who was the oldest and most afraid of death among the four, she said calmly: "This time I will stay."
The old woman not only didn't appreciate it, but said bitterly: "It's your turn to Chess Sword Yuefu!"
Da Yuefu laughed it off.
About half a mile away, two figures kept interlacing, "slowly" approaching the big mansion of Tiemu Dier.
The old woman squinted her eyes, her face sinking like water.
Da Yue Fu didn't watch the fight, shook his cuffs, and sat cross-legged.
The woman in white shirt and long skirt dances like a white butterfly on the high slope of yellow sand, ethereal and agile.
This Xiao Niandou, nicknamed Ban Mian Zhuang, fought the guy surnamed Xu personally.
She tapped her toes, turned her body, and grabbed Xu Yanbing's head with her five fingers like hooks. The latter's body was then tilted back, and the slender hand could have passed a few inches above his face.
The end of the iron gun in his hand hooked lightly, hitting Xiao Nian Tou's neck.
This kind of random "shooting" without any fireworks has been experienced countless times by the eight people, including the half-faced makeup. Because it does not contain sufficient energy, even if it is hit, it is far from being injured. But at Fengqiguan, Wu Yila became angry because of this. After being shot eight times, the violent-tempered Tibing mountain master exploded in anger, and was no longer ready to flee at any time. The most pinnacle punch in his life, leaving no room for death, regarded death as home. Of course, Xu Yanbing seized the opportunity and pierced the former's fist, arm and shoulder with a single shot.
Xiao Nian Tou tilted her body and rushed forward with small steps, dodging the iron horse. If someone watched the battle from the side, it would look like she was carrying a gun on her shoulder. In an instant, Xiao Niantou came to Xu Yanbing who had just stood up straight, and put his four fingers together to form a sharp knife, and stabbed Xu Yanbing hard in the heart!
Xu Yanbing's wrist trembled slightly, and the body of the gun tapped lightly on her shoulder, pushing Xiao Niantou out.
The white-clothed woman's feet slid a mark on the yellow sand, and scarlet blood oozes from the corner of her mouth.
Xu Yanbing held an iron gun in his hand, with a blank expression on his face, ignoring Xiao Niantuo's eyes like knives, but looking at the big mansion separated by two deep trenches.
After acting for so long, it's time to make a comeback.
Sure enough, Xiao Niantou jumped and fell into the ravine.
Before Xiao Nian Tou jumped off the cliff, she was sitting on the ground like a private school teacher sitting at the table preparing to give lectures in Da Yue Fu, and smiled softly: "The world is silent, and the wind sings."
The desert is full of wind and sand, but if there is only a strong wind blowing all over the sky without a grain of yellow sand, this is definitely not in line with common sense.
When Xu Yanbing stood on the plateau, he could only hear the whistling and whimpering of the strong wind, but no sand and gravel.
Da Yue Fu sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, blood flowed from the seven orifices in an instant, but his face was serene, and he said loudly: "Zhancheng south, dead Guobei, wild dead without burial. Crows can be eaten. Say crows for me: and be a guest!"
When the words were exhausted, a figure slowly rose up, and another Da Yuefu stood up, forming a shape like thousands of rays of light.
"He" took a step forward, directly passing through the seated self.
His sleeves fluttered, and his steps became bigger and bigger, approaching the edge of the mansion, as if turning into a rainbow, he rushed straight to Xu Yanbing.
The old gentleman sitting there was bloodstained all over his face, and the green shirt on his knees was dripping with blood. He said hoarsely: "In life, the grass and trees fall in autumn, and all will return to mud when you sleep in peace."
Another Da Yuefu stood up, but his figure was not as good as the previous one's freehand style, his steps were staggering, but his speed was extremely fast, and he also rushed towards Xu Yanbing.
The sword fairy flies with the sword, and travels northwards to the dark sky, which is a metaphor for its speed.
But immortals go out of their bodies and travel in spirits, which is still more than that.
The two Da Yue Fu came out one after the other, the former stopped behind Xu Yanbing, and the latter came to Xu Yanbing.
At some point, Tiemu Dier stood in front of Mr. Da Yuefu who had traveled far away but was dead, and roared angrily, "Dafeng!"
The corpse of Da Yuefu, Tie Mudieer who wielded the sword, a soul of Yuefu, Xu Yanbing, another soul of Da Yuefu.
The five are exactly located on a straight line.
The old woman in one of the two cocoons of the spider web didn't see clearly how Tiemu Dier drew the sword, and when she left the plain to go to the high mansion opposite.
When she was finally able to take a closer look, she realized that the situation she saw was so treacherous that she couldn't believe her eyes.
Da Yue Fu took his life as the price, and "pulled" Tie Mu Dier to hand out the killing move of the immortal sword.
It ended with Xu Yanbing piercing Temu Dier's shoulder four feet away in front of him.
The tip of the sheathless sword was still a foot away from Xu Yanbing's heart.
Although the sword energy had arrived, causing Xu Yanbing's chest to appear scarlet, it was certainly not fatal.
A distance of one foot between life and death among the top martial arts masters is enough to separate Yin and Yang.
But between Xu Yanbing and Tiemu Dier, there was a person holding the iron gun, which prevented Xu Yanbing from pulling the body of the gun down and smashing the heart and lungs of Tiemu Dier. .
Xu Yanbing pulled out his iron gun, and the barrel of the gun made a series of rubbing sounds piercing eardrums.
The uninvited guest held Tiemu Dier with one hand, and shook his wrist with the other, his palm was a little bloodshot.
The old woman swallowed.
As a senior at the level of the ancestor of Spider Web, she recognized that person.
Huyan Grand View!
Except for Tuoba Bodhisattva, no one can make Xu Yanbing return with a full attack, and it is of course even more unrealistic to let the latter return without success.
Huyan Daguan smiled and said: "Hurry up and hurry up, I finally arrived, Xu Yanbing, if you don't kill Tie Mudie'er, I won't trouble Xu Fengnian, how about it?"
Xu Yanbing looked indifferent, raised his gun an inch, and took a step back.
The opponent in front of him deserves him to widen the distance to the most suitable position for the iron gun to exert its full strength.
Huyan Daguan said with a helpless expression: "To be honest, it's none of my business to fight recklessly. I never thought of getting in trouble with Xu Fengnian before."
Tiemu Dier struggled for a while, Huyan Daguan's hand holding his shoulder slightly increased his strength, and the former suddenly had difficulty breathing.
Huyan Daguan straightened his expression, and said: "But if you insist on killing Tie Mudie'er today, then I don't mind killing Xu Fengnian. I don't care whether you succeed or not."
The old woman knew that the Huyan Grand View didn't intentionally blow out the air machine at all, but she just felt suffocated.
Then she immediately felt a surge of grief and indignation, no matter how restrained she was, she couldn't suppress it.
Because the guy who chased and killed them for a whole ten days without saying a word finally spoke!
Xu Yanbing said flatly, "I asked about my gun first."
Speaking of Liyang's official dialect, Huyan Daguan, who was more fluent in Liyang than the people in Liyang, swears, and said with a wry smile: "Stop, stop, I'm afraid of you! Xu Yanbing, since you are determined to fight, fine, the pole in your hand The inside of the iron gun is already vulnerable. You go back and buy a new gun. At least it can last you three shots, otherwise you won’t be able to enjoy yourself! I, Huyan Daguan, am waiting for you here, Tiemu Dier, then What kind of idea, and that old lady who refuses to accept her old love to put a big red flower, I will help you stay here. When the time comes, whoever wins will talk, how about it?"
Xu Yanbing nodded, turned around and left in such a straightforward manner.
Seeing this scene, the spiderweb old woman almost popped her eyeballs.
When Xu Yanbing's figure disappeared from sight, Huyan Daguan let go of his hand, and Tiemu Dier, who was full of tears, turned to look at the big mansion, where Mr. Yuefu was sitting.
The sheathless handle slipped quietly from his palm.
Huyan Daguan said calmly: "Pick it up."
Tiemu Dier seemed to be in a daze, he didn't hear what Huyan Daguan was saying at all.
Huyan Daguan didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he slapped Tiemu Dier a few feet away from Da Yuefu's body, kicked the discarded sword with his toes.
Xiao Niandou, whose face was half covered by a white gauze, came to Huyan Daguan with a complicated expression.
Huyan Daguan sighed and said: "Eight hundred years ago, who were you and me, did it matter? Luoyang couldn't let it go, that's not surprising, she is the Great Qin Empress. Even I, the so-called Emperor Qin's shadow, let go early, what are you? But It’s nothing more than a royal woman who was subjugated by the Great Qin Army, such grievances, over the past 800 years, the emperors and queens of all dynasties and generations in the Central Plains have had so many troubles, let alone the princesses of small countries, it’s meaningless.”
Huyan Daguan looked up at the sky, "What's more, that person is gone, Xu Fengnian is just Xu Fengnian. Who are you going to hate? At the beginning, you successfully instigated those two women to turn against each other. It can even be said that to a large extent, it was you who caused Daqin I to die Death, still not satisfied?"
Xiao Nian tore off the veil.
Half of her face is extremely beautiful, but on the other half, the faces of strange women keep changing.
Final frame.
It was actually half the face of a man.
Huyan Daguan turned his head, not looking at her, and said softly, "Let's go."
She looked at the white gauze floating in the air in the distance, raised one hand, gently covered half of her face, and whispered: "You really left. Then tell me, where can I go? You are always like this, you don’t even want to look at me. I never hate you, I just want you to take a look, just one look... "
Huyan Daguan asked: "Aren't you going?"
Princess Grave Xiao Nian raised her other hand, with fingers hooked like hooks, and very slowly cut both of her faces until they were bloody and bloody.
But she showed no pain and closed her eyes.
She gently hummed a tune in an accent that people today can't understand.
When the song ended, Huyan Daguan pushed her forehead with a palm.
She fell into a canyon.
Huyan Daguan stood alone on the spot with his hands behind his back, and said softly, "This life is finally over."
Dressed in white, like a delicate white butterfly unwilling to break out of the cocoon, timidly hiding in the cocoon and looking at the outside world.
There is no such woman in the world who takes off her veil when she is alone, year after year, life after life, but looks at him in the mirror.
…
In the corridor under the eaves of a private school in Beiliang, an ancient rare old man was lying on a wicker chair, basking in the warm sunshine, surrounded by preschool children. Every time the old man sang, the children sang with him. It was an ancient rumor that spread not long after the Great Qin was destroyed.
The singing is melodious.
"The Yang family has a young girl who grew up and was raised in a deep boudoir. She was born beautiful and hard to give up. She was once chosen by the king's side. Looking back and smiling, Bai Meisheng is born, and the six palaces are colorless..."