The mountain range that cuts across the Western Regions like a giant sword that cuts the western world in two is known as the Mountain of Myriad Ancestors, and all the dragon veins in the world come from here. At a steep pass that runs through the north and south of the Western Region, the mountains on both sides are tens of feet high, the cliffs are precipitous, and the path is rugged and deep. The gap in this mountain range is an important channel connecting the north and south of the Western Region. A group of business travelers walked with difficulty, and camel bells burst out. The businessman wore a tight-waisted beard and stout leather boots, and there were some women with veiled hats covering their faces. They were also strong and tall. There are rumors in the Central Plains that the Western Regions like to treat women like men and men like livestock. . These merchants traveling from south to north, no matter men or women, each wore a scimitar on their waists, and some men with outstanding physical strength also had a unique armor bag hanging near the back hump, which was wrapped in rough fine iron chain mail. When it comes to horse thieves and bandits, they can replace horses with hunchbacks and fight in armor to prepare for unexpected events. The camel caravan was suddenly startled by a series of sounds like thunder on the ground from a distance. The caravan stopped suddenly, and its expression changed drastically. The man even quickly took out the iron armor from his armor bag and put it on, but in fact, everyone knew that if he really encountered a horse thief who could create such a momentum, it would only cost the opponent a few lives if they survived with their pitiful combat power. However, in the chaotic Western Regions where there was no law for more than two hundred years, as long as there are horses and bows and knives, is there anyone to worry about? Just when the camels were not yet in line, someone with sharp eyes looked up and saw a scene of panic. A figure "running" on the high cliffs, like an eagle hunting for food, fell obliquely and quickly, and landed on the ground. In front of everyone's eyes, with their feet on the ground, they walked seven or eight steps forward according to inertia, and they were only ten steps away from the camel team. Everyone in the caravan was stunned, and some people subconsciously swallowed their saliva. They saw that the guy who fell from the sky in front of him had a very different appearance from the people from the Western Regions. He was young, handsome, and very clean. The young man carried a long sword with a white sheath on his back, and a knife hanging from his waist. With his dry lips, he took a deep breath, stretched out his arms and raised his head to drink water, and then asked with a smile in the language commonly used in the Western Regions. : "Is there any water?"
The camel team was silent and at a loss. On the contrary, a woman in a drapery hat took off a sheepskin pouch with some water left without hesitation, and threw it high to that guy who looked like a mountain spirit.
The young man with the sword and the sword gave thanks, jumped up quickly, and after catching the water bag in the air, he glanced back, grinned, stepped on the air, turned around, slammed into the cliff, and then slightly Bending down, taking advantage of the situation to charge forward, continue to "fly over the eaves and walk over the wall" as when you came, and on the way to run, hold up the water bag to drink water, and after drinking it all, throw it backwards, but it just landed on the veiled woman. On top of the man's head, at the moment when the woman stretched out her hand to catch the water bag, a strong wind rose in front of the camel team, and another person fell from the sky, like a flying stone from outside the sky hit the ground heavily, and the strong wind blew all the camels back After a few steps back, the water bag missed the woman and fell lightly on the sand. Before everyone can see the face of that person clearly, he rises from the ground and disappears in a flash.
Many years later, there was a rumor widely spread in the Western Regions that "immortals borrow water".
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Hundreds of miles south of the mountains, near dusk, two separatist forces that have been in the southern part of the Western Regions for many years fought for a famous woman. The two sides had a total of more than 2,000 horses. They fought on the bank of the emerald lake known as the Western Regions. The disadvantaged side, after a young vassal king of Beiliang became famous, hoped to exchange that beautiful woman in the clan with Beiliang, who was the world's best cavalry, in exchange for three hundred armors and a thousand pairs of bows and crossbows, in order to dominate the southern border of the Western Regions, seven hundred knights The whole team was dispatched to escort the woman to Beiliang. Then he was intercepted at Emerald Lake, and after more than an hour of fierce fighting, the hunting force realized that the woman had already sneaked to Beiliang by detour, and became furious, vowing to kill the treacherous tribe and leave only the woman alone. Men who fight back, let's see how they rise in the desert. Just at the exhausted moment when both sides were about to charge from horseback to dismount to fight, the entire battlefield was torn in half by a figure, and people immediately turned on their backs. The guy who entered the battlefield only saw the man with his knees bent, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, resting his fingers on the tip of the sword with the horizontal sword on his chest, the long sword bent in a semi-circle in front of him, and the dust settled Afterwards, the long sword always maintained that strange arc, and did not return to straightness.
Another burly figure passed through the gap in the battlefield, and slammed into the sword-wielding man with incomparable strength. The latter's two fingers resting on the tip of the sword moved along the body of the sword, and the thick aura that refused to dissipate for a long time after bending the long sword rolled away and condensed in that semicircle, coupled with the infusion of his own aura , and finally formed a lightning ball lingering and whistling with purple electricity, with a light flick of the wrist, he met the enemy with the "upside-down sword"! The fist-sized purple thunderbolt danced happily around the tip of the sword. When the burly figure who seemed to be entangled with bone necrosis appeared fifty steps in front of him, the young swordsman, who was dusty but not in the slightest, smiled slightly and advanced instead of retreating.
This sword not only has the "upside-down" demeanor of Deng Tai'a who is famous for riding a donkey backwards to see the mountains and rivers, but also Gu Jiantang's Fengshen's sharp sword.
Tuoba Bodhisattva slapped Zi Lei from the tip of the sword to the hilt and then rushed to his face with one palm, and at the same time stretched out his hand to press on the hilt to prevent its momentum from continuing to rise, and swept towards Xu Fengnian's neck with a whip leg. When the sword in Xu Fengnian's hand was pushed away without any force at all, Tuoba Bodhisattva knew that this guy was playing tricks again, but he didn't believe that Xu Fengnian, who defended more and attacked less, could really put people to death. The whip leg swept out without hesitation. Xu Fengnian, who let go of his sword, raised his elbow to block the heavy whip leg. With Tuoba Bodhisattva as the center of the circle, Xu Fengnian was driven by this leg to circle a complete circle. Then the circle flew centrifugally out of the circle. It seemed that Tuoba Bodhisattva had the upper hand, but when Tuoba Bodhisattva's feet landed on the ground, Xu Fengnian, who had been holding the handle of the saber at his right waist with his left hand as early as when he was circling, retreated and approached again, the saber was only half an inch out of its sheath, and the half inch In an inch, the light was shining brightly, and all the dumbfounded onlookers on the battlefield were stung by this brilliance, and they were still crying after closing their eyes.
Xu Fengnian held the saber but was not busy drawing it completely. As his body rushed forward, it increased by half an inch and half an inch. Although all these changes are complicated, they are just the blink of an eye between Xu Fengnian's advance and retreat. The Bodhisattva Tuoba squinted his eyes and waited for Xu Fengnian to draw his sword about ten steps later. Gu Jiantang's famous Fang Cunlei is finally coming. Yet
As for the purple thunder that slapped away and did not collapse, Tuoba Bodhisattva did not regard it as a threat at all. Because the flow speed of the purple mine was too slow compared to his figure. In the world of martial arts, as long as you slow down, it will be useless even if you have the mighty power to overwhelm the mountains.
Xu Fengnian held the famous saber "Qi Yun" and approached him. As Tuoba Bodhisattva expected, he was ten steps away, showing his sharpness. But Tuoba Bodhisattva made a mistake in guessing one thing. The square inch thunder does not bloom when the sword is drawn, but when the sword is sheathed again. Between the two of them, thunder suddenly struck the ground. Although Tuoba Bodhisattva's genuine Vajra-level physique didn't dare to completely resist the rolling thunder, he pushed his palms outwards slightly to block it. With a lot of energy, his body moved sideways, Xu Fengnian faced the straight line, the sound of the shock was endless, more than a hundred people on both sides were hit by the strong wind, and in an instant, they all rose from the ground like trees broken by the wind, and fell backwards .
After Tuoba Bodhisattva avoided his sharp edge, he almost instinctively circulated his energy for six hundred miles to meet Xu Fengnian's real killer move. Sure enough, Xu Fengnian's square-inch thunder returned to its sheath, and the second knife was completely drawn, a dazzling white rainbow was like a dragon winding its way across the mountains towards Tuoba Bodhisattva. Tuoba Bodhisattva's "One Qi" started before a stick of incense, and the Qi was stronger than before when he punched Xu Fengnian's loud sword across his chest and drove Xu Fengnian into this battlefield. A touch of the white rainbow was still more than enough, and Tuoba Bodhisattva, who was trying to make a punch with one punch, spared no effort, bent his arm in a hammer-lifting gesture, not only smashed the white rainbow, but even hit the narrow knife, Xu Fengnian tried to exhaust the vitality of Tuoba Bodhisattva, Waiting for the fleeting air gap, Tuoba Bodhisattva is waiting for Xu Fengnian to exhaust himself and take a breath of anger, so his punch will not only force Xu Fengnian to exhaustion, but also force Xu Fengnian to have to retreat on the way back. Barely take a breath of fresh air. But Xu Fengnian's move was unexpected, obviously not as desperate as Tuoba Bodhisattva, he chose to leave room for it, and let Tuoba Bodhisattva's small fist pass through the blade and hit his chest, Xu Fengnian's body whirled in the air and swept backwards, as if Butterfly Pianpian, just as she was about to hit the ground, lightly tapped the tip of the narrow knife in her hand on the ground, and pulled out a large amount of yellow sand. She leaned back, staggered back with both feet, and faced Tuoba Bodhisattva. All the old air that was not discouraged dissipated, followed by a slight movement of the lips, and let it out in one breath, to be precise, trying to complete it in one breath, in one breath.
Tuoba Bodhisattva sneered, he would not give Xu Fengnian a chance to swagger and take a breath, he took advantage of the short time when Xu Fengnian was in a hurry to take a breath, he strode forward, and punched out his fists quickly. Although Tuoba Bodhisattva only has three points of strength left, if this punch hits, it will be more effective than Xu Fengnian's 12 points of strength when he was at the peak of his momentum. If he hits a snake seven inches with skillful strength, there must be endless new tricks like this The guy spits out a big bowl of blood.
In the world of life, from birth to death, people are actually doing one thing that is most likely to be ignored, that is, breathing, one breath, one breath, and so on, doing it when awake and sleeping, I don’t know millions of times. The breathing technique of Taoist health preservation and longevity certificate is to return to the basics and return to the truth, and to make the biggest fuss about the smallest thing of breathing. The Vajra Realm of a pure martial artist, it is rare to see a Zhixuan master who kills a member of the three religions, but even if it happens, no one will make a fuss, because the gap between the two realms of the Vajra Zhixuan is not a big gap, and it is really difficult to cross The threshold is the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. The reason why the Renmao Han Diao Temple is so famous in the Liyang River and Lake, so that it is known as the first person under the land gods, is because of his Zhixuan Realm, which can fight and even kill. The grand master of the astronomical realm who breathes with the heaven and the earth.
Tuoba Bodhisattva's eyes were awe-inspiring, he shouted angrily, and forced a breath. He stood still, his feet sank into the ground, and the fists that had been hammering at Xu Fengnian hit each other, and his energy surged.
It turned out that in the blink of an eye before this, Tuoba Bodhisattva was astonished to find that the long sword that Xu Fengnian had thrown out of his hand was extremely "coincidentally" when Xu Fengnian retreated and took a breath, it seemed to be pulled by an invisible energy, and it returned to its sheath by itself. At the same time, the "slow" purple thunder that was ignored by Tuoba Bodhisattva also exploded at an astonishing speed and rushed behind him.
Bloodshot from the corner of Xu Fengnian's mouth, he muttered silently: "Return home."
The long sword on the back "lets out", screaming endlessly in the sheath, like the last neigh of a autumn cicada, singing to the world. It is also like the late old man who has been away from his hometown for many years and only wants to die in his hometown.
The more than a thousand people on the battlefield held their heads and covered their ears, and squatted on the ground, but they still couldn't relieve the severe pain like a sharp needle piercing the eardrum.
Behind Tuoba Bodhisattva, a two-foot-tall purple gold lotus bloomed, and the petals were in full bloom.
Tuoba Bodhisattva obviously underestimated the power of the unsheathed sword, and was struck by a bell, so he had to take a step forward, leaning forward like a hunchback, in order to be able to unload the force .
Tuoba Bodhisattva quietly swallowed the mouthful of blood gushing into his throat, expressionless, looking at this young man who took advantage of the momentum to rise up just in time for "a rare year in the rivers and lakes in a thousand years". The Northern Mang Army God was neither surprised when he saw a new trick, nor angry because he was defeated.
This fight along the way, Xu Fengnian, who is slightly inferior in both energy and physique, will use one or two tricks every time he takes a breath, which is enough to become an ordinary martial arts master. Tuoba Bodhisattva feels that it should be the last surprise every time, but Xu Fengnian can always paint a picture scroll for himself when he is in desperation. Li Chungang's kendo, Deng Tai'a's swordsmanship, Jian Jiuhuang, Lu Baijie's, Huang Qing's sword moves, Wang Xianzhi's fist, Hong Xixiang's circle, Liu Haoshi's celestial phenomenon, Han Shengxuan's Zhixuan, Wang Chonglou's fingering Xuan, bookishness, immortal Buddha spirit... There is no end, no end.
This peak fight between one of the four great masters is the grinding stone for each other to sharpen the highest martial arts.
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In the morning light, a black dot ran along the snow-capped ridge to the peak, like a tiny mustard seed in the magnificent snow sea.
With a sword and saber in his hand, he suddenly stopped, squatted down, looked higher and farther, randomly grabbed a handful of snow, wiped his cheeks indiscriminately, stroked the stubble on his chin with his palms, hesitated, and simply stretched out his hand and pulled it out. The Qiyun narrow knife tilted his head and shaved his beard with the sharp blade. Different from the first four or five days of fighting and retreating, the situation between him and Tuoba Bodhisattva has been reversed since the fight late at night the day before yesterday. In one day and two nights, they fought six times, and Tuoba Bodhisattva retreated four times on his own initiative. Different from the slow fights of the previous fights, now if both sides miss a hit, one of them will choose to retreat, not seeking a fierce battle, but trying to kill a blow.
After Chicken Soup Monk presented the Buddha bowl, the reason why Xu Fengnian waited foolishly for Tuoba Bodhisattva in the city of the Western Regions was to use Tuoba Bodhisattva's fierce offensive to temper and forge his "sword embryo" after absorbing energy. Xu Fengnian has his own income, but it is clear that Xu Fengnian is more likely to be a latecomer. Xu Fengnian had chased and killed Tuoba Bodhisattva for more than two hundred miles after the last ambush failed, until the two of them climbed to this majestic snow peak one after another.
In the battles of life and death, the two formed a certain tacit understanding, the retreating party did not deliberately hide all the aura, and would always leave some clues for the chasing party to get to the bottom of it.
Tuoba Bodhisattva clearly told Xu Fengnian that he would wait on this snow peak, and as for when and where he would perform the ultimate move without warning, Xu Fengnian had to rely on his ability and gambling luck to fully accept it.
After Xu Fengnian finished shaving his beard, he put the knife back into its sheath. Before getting up, he grabbed a handful of ice and snow and put it in his mouth, letting it melt slowly into his throat.
Xu Fengnian stood up straight, walked around behind his back with one hand to straighten the sword, held the hilt with the other hand, and looked up.
Suddenly, heavy snow rolled down, and the scale became bigger and bigger.
It is clear that Tuoba Bodhisattva created a massive avalanche with human power.
Xu Fengnian was sure that Tuoba Bodhisattva would hide in the heavy snow.
He closed his eyes, grasped the handle of the knife with four fingers, pressed his thumb tightly against the guard of the narrow knife, and made a movement of pushing the knife out of its sheath.
The heavy snow fell from the top of the mountain like a torrent down the ridge, and then diverted on both sides of Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian is like that mainstay, standing still.
An icy spear filled with energy, pierced Xu Fengnian's heart as quickly as a startled rainbow.
Xu Fengnian pulled out the narrow knife in the sheath, brushing shoulders with the long spear and Tuoba Bodhisattva holding the spear.
A piece of flesh and blood was torn off Xu Fengnian's shoulder, but a string of scarlet blood was also left in the air beside Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian turned around, life and death were on the line, without any lingering fears, but with some regrets, if Tuoba Bodhisattva chose to decide the winner at this moment, Xu Fengnian was sure to cut off an arm of his opponent at the price of a serious injury that could be temporarily suppressed.
But Tuoba Bodhisattva abandoned this battlefield by mistake, preferring to cut a blood groove in Xu Fengnian's back with the "Qi Yun" in Xu Fengnian's hand.
After the avalanche, Xu Fengnian sat cross-legged on the ground, gasping for breath, believing that Tuoba Bodhisattva would also heal his injuries at the foot of the mountain.
Now the two of them no longer compete for the speed of breathing, but a quick battle, only fighting for one move to determine life and death.
Xu Fengnian lay lazily in the snow, looked at the sky, and murmured: "Life is lonely like an avalanche."
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There is a big river cutting the canyon, passing through this vast mountain chain that stretches for three thousand miles, and finally rushing into the sea in Nanzhao.
When Xu Fengnian was drinking water by the river, Bodhisattva Tuoba stabbed him in the forehead with a finger and crashed into the bottom of the big river.
As for his ten flying swords with sleeves, six of them are only an inch and a half away, and they can be nailed into Tuoba Bodhisattva's temples, eye sockets, and heart sockets by just that little distance.
Tuoba Bodhisattva punched wildly on the river, staring at Xu Fengnian who couldn't jump out of the water, and smashed his fist into the river, trying to shake Xu Fengnian to death at the bottom of the river.
Tuoba Bodhisattva "walked" on the river for a full 120 miles.
In the end, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who forcibly reversed his Qi, not only drooped his arms, but also had shocking blood flowing from his ears, nose and mouth.
When Xu Fengnian surfaced like a corpse, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who could no longer move his arms, could only step down.
Knowing that he would step on a flying sword that Xu Fengnian controlled only with his mind, and be pierced through the instep by the flying sword, Tuoba Bodhisattva still did not hesitate at all.
Xu Fengnian was trampled on his chest, and was trampled into the muddy river bottom again.
For some reason, Tuoba Bodhisattva could neither find Xu Fengnian's body nor Xu Fengnian's residual energy.
The young prince seemed to have evaporated from the world.
Tuoba Bodhisattva, who had been searching for nothing all night along the river, was about to turn back to the border of Lumang, and then at dawn, Tuoba Bodhisattva saw the young man who refused to report to Lord Yama obediently, from the other side of the river. Slowly out of the water.
The long sword behind him has disappeared.
He put his mouth on the scabbard and held the knife in both hands.
Neither of them crossed the river to make a move, but walked slowly upstream.
Xu Fengnian is recuperating, and Tuoba Bodhisattva is expanding his chances of winning.
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After nearly a decade of chasing and fighting, the two sides traveled thousands of miles, and finally ushered in the final battle in a majestic and dark night with heavy rain that is extremely rare in the Western Regions.
The extremely simple collision is like the charge of the reckless cavalry, without any fancy.
Xu Fengnian stabbed Tuoba Bodhisattva's abdomen with two knives.
Tuoba Bodhisattva punched Xu Fengnian on the forehead while retreating.
In the end, Xu Fengnian first let go of the knife with one hand, then held the knife with one hand and five fingers, then clamped the knife with two fingers, and finally could only push the knife with one finger.
When Xu Fengnian completely let go of the knife, a transparent Tuoba Bodhisattva was stabbed out of his abdomen and fell heavily backwards.
Xu Fengnian, with disheveled hair, fell backwards straight.
Tuoba Bodhisattva lay in the mud, stretched out one hand tremblingly, but couldn't hold the handle of the knife, so he directly grasped the blade, pulled it out from his abdomen, and propped his other elbow on the ground, before sitting up with difficulty.
Xu Fengnian remained motionless.
Tuoba Bodhisattva was relieved, smiled, coughed up blood, looked at the knife in his hand, "It's a pity."
Tuoba Bodhisattva suddenly raised his head, dumbfounded, his face full of bitterness.
A sword flew towards him suddenly, piercing the rain curtain.
It's the handle of "letting go"!
It wasn't until this moment that Tuoba Bodhisattva realized that the disappearing sword was actually waiting for this moment, the critical moment when he, Tuoba Bodhisattva, seemed to be winning.
To do this, there must be no deviation in time and place. In order to set up this trap, that person must be born with a big risk, distracted by "caring" about the flying sword "far away in the sky", before using the sword to fight for his life It is necessary to pull the flying sword first, and then accurately kill him who must be "nearly in front of him", one step cannot be more than one step, and no less.
It is said that the human cat in Liyang died in this way.
Tuoba Bodhisattva sighed softly. Originally, as long as he was given half a stick of incense to recover, he could easily get rid of that young man.
Tuoba Bodhisattva didn't have too many regrets, but he was a little regretful and aggrieved.
Can you make it
That's too late.
Didn't expect that Tuoba Bodhisattva would have a day of placing hope in others
Tuoba Bodhisattva closed his eyes.
Suddenly, an old man covered with frost and snow stood in front of Tuoba Bodhisattva, and stretched out a finger, just blocking the flying sword.
The flying sword that couldn't take a human's head seemed to be whining.
Extremely miserable.
Xu Fengnian, who was lying in the mud, maintained the last sliver of clarity, and roughly guessed the identity of this person, the creator of the Beimang spider web, and the shadow prime minister Li Mibi.
The old man smiled and said: "You must know that in order to prevent Xu Yanbing and Tantai Ningjing, I let the old man rush to this place first, but I paid the price of more than 60 masters! The future Beimang Jianghu will not be called Jianghu."
The old man seemed to be in a tepid way of greeting, but his skills did not stop at all. After smashing the flying sword, in the heavy rain, he went straight to Xu Fengnian and laughed, "You Xu Fengnian may be regarded as a glorious defeat, and you only lost It's just a destiny, Xu Xiao probably won't blame you."
At this moment, Xu Fengnian only felt a splash of water in his ears.
He didn't know that a red sandalwood box fell heavily near him, and a young woman who had finally arrived here after six thousand miles with a sword, didn't look at Xu Fengnian, she just said in a deep voice: "Don't die!"