The rain is as smooth as crisp, like the graceful beauty slowly weaving bead curtains.
On the palm of the young eunuch's palm was the navy blue water ball formed by condensed rainwater, suspended in the air, undulating slightly, faintly flashing with lightning, like a fire dragon swimming away.
Xu Fengnian's pupils shrank slightly while holding the handle of the knife.
Thunder.
People in the world hold thunder
It's just that it's not surprising that this kind of thing happened to this eunuch with good looks.
At this moment, the young eunuch no longer had the gentle aura he had before. Facing Xu Fengnian who was standing half a foot away with a knife, his face was solemn and his eyes were as black as ink.
Like a dragon looking at a boa constrictor, it not only has the meaning of overlooking and contempt, but also contains the fury of thunder.
Before that, when the two of them were sitting in the well and discussing Dao, the young eunuch didn't look like a grand master of martial arts who would make the world tremble when he stomped his feet, but rather like a young private school gentleman, unsmiling, rigid and withdrawn, but The speech and behavior of the person with the right eye can be described as a modest gentleman, with a restrained edge.
But the more this kind of person is, the more terrifying he is when he is abnormal.
It's like Wang Xianzhi, who claimed to be the second in the world back then, suddenly threatened to be the number one person one day. During those sixty years, whoever stood in his way would die. I'm afraid that Deng Tai, Cao Changqing, and all the Jianghu who will shine in the future A romantic figure will die young.
For another example, what will happen if the flood elephant really gets angry after going down the mountain? That must be unimaginable.
Perhaps Xu Fengnian, who was so determined to kill someone, also counted, so Hong Jingyan died under Tuoba Bodhisattva's nose.
The unknown eunuch from Liyang in front of him was exactly like that.
His five fingers shrunk slightly, and the thunder on his palm instantly penetrated into the palm of his hand and disappeared, but the whole arm suddenly showed a strange scene of lingering fire dragons.
The young eunuch breathes long and long, and there are seven slender white breaths coming in and out of the seven orifices. On the face as white as suet and jade, it looks like seven white snakes hanging upside down.
At the same time, Xu Fengnian had not only drawn his saber out of its sheath, but also turned forward in an instant, with his feet off the ground, his sleeves fluttering, and he simply slashed at the young eunuch with the hob.
The latter just raised the arm that "swallowed" a thunderbolt, and clamped the cold knife that contained Xu Fengnian's full spirit with his two fingers.
Pinching the white rainbow with two fingers.
Between the fingers, electric sparks splashed wildly, reflecting the young eunuch's face shining brightly.
Xu Fengnian, who seemed to have opened his eyes again, said silently, opening Shu style.
Pointing at the tip of the knife between the eyebrows of the young eunuch, a majestic aura as thick as an arm suddenly burst out.
The young eunuch tilted his head, although he was close at hand, even though the majestic aura was shot out within a hundred feet of the bed crossbow, he still easily dodged it.
Only a few strands of hair at the temples that were cut off by the fierce Qi machine slowly fell into the rain.
While the young eunuch turned his head away, he moved his free left hand towards Xu Fengnian's chest like a thunderbolt.
He once heard from those well-educated scholars in the diligent room of the palace that there are strong winds in the southeast every year, destroying peaks and mountains and towers.
Xu Fengnian was hit on the chest by a punch, and he seemed to be motionless, but the purple red date print on the center of his eyebrows shook and rippled accordingly. It turned out that this punch did not hurt his body but his soul.
The young eunuch who succeeded in punching said softly: "Give up the knife."
When these two words came out of his mouth, he turned his fist into a palm and struck Xu Fengnian's heart with his palm.
With one palm, Xu Fengnian's entire robe shook violently, and the jade pendant hanging around his waist suddenly shattered and turned into dust.
Xu Fengnian still held the cold knife tightly in his left hand, standing still.
The young eunuch frowned slightly, and tried to move away from holding Liang Dao's arm with his fingers all the time, took two steps forward, and then slapped Xu Fengnian's forehead with his palm.
Xu Fengnian slid out backwards.
Both feet plowed a bluestone ravine of tens of feet on the ground of the small street, but the farther away from the young eunuch, from deep to shallow, and the rainwater behind Xu Fengnian was squeezed by the majestic air, hanging obliquely, clear and distinct.
Xu Fengnian took a step back with one foot and stepped forward with the other to stabilize his figure.
Stepping lightly on the bluestone street with both feet is like giving birth to two lotus flowers on the pond.
The young eunuch was slightly surprised, but he was relieved immediately.
The young feudal lord still pulled out the cold knife made of ordinary material from between his fingers.
The battle between the two of them in the rain tonight was a battle of lofty spirits, and the presence or absence of a weapon was not the key to victory, not to mention that this cold knife was not a magical weapon, so it might be a burden.
But the young feudal lord was so obsessed with not wanting to give up the sword, presumably because some deep-rooted thoughts in this person's heart were pinned on this sword.
Maybe it's the cold knife in his hand that is of great significance, but maybe it's just holding all the Beiliang knives in his hand.
Which one it is is very simple, just smash the cold knife in his hand to identify it.
The young eunuch raised his arm and wiped it casually.
The raindrops strung together into a line, and finally condensed and cast a three-foot spirit sword.
Xu Fengnian, who once mastered the essence of Li Chungang, is no stranger to borrowing the sword. On the contrary, he is the most familiar master of this matter. Ashamed to claim to be the first.
But at this moment, after Xu Fengnian saw this scene, it was as if a strange picture that he had never seen before spread before his eyes.
It may not be that the young eunuch's move is of a higher level, both sides are heaven and man, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior, but the young eunuch's handwriting is so bold that even if it is divided between the enemy and the enemy, he has to admire it from the bottom of his heart.
If the old man in sheepskin fur borrows a sword, whether it is borrowing a real sword from others or borrowing a sword from heaven and earth, there is a kind of "I, Li Chungang, will return it if I want to, and I will not return it if I don't want to, even if you are God. My momentum.
Then this young eunuch took another path, I don't compete with the heaven and the earth, I just make my own creation between the heaven and the earth.
It's like Li Chungang is not impossible, but he is too talented and talented, so he is very lazy, but the young eunuch is so diligent.
The rain around Xu Fengnian seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then disappeared in a flash.
The young eunuch closed his eyes, as if listening to the sound of rain.
Then he swung his sword backwards casually.
The three feet of rain disappeared after swinging the sword.
The young eunuch wiped his sword out of the rain again, this time swinging it to the side of his left hand.
Sword after sword.
The rain continued unabated, the rain continued, and the young eunuch had changed the three-foot sword sixty times.
Xu Fengnian never showed up, if it wasn't for the fact that the young eunuch never stopped firing swords in all directions, Mi Fengjie and Fan Xiaochai might have thought that the young feudal lord had withdrawn from the side street.
The young eunuch looked leisurely, and when he drew his sword, he still had the strength to speak: "In my mind, apart from Lu Dongxuan, who symbolizes the pinnacle of the human world, Gao Shulu, Li Chungang, and Wang Xianzhi, these three are considered to be at the peak of their respective spirits. Being invincible in the world does not mean that they are unparalleled in the world all the time. For example, when Li Chungang was on the bank of the Guangling River after re-emerging from the rivers and lakes, and when Wang Xianzhi stayed in Wudi City in the East China Sea instead of being in Beiliang. Ancheng is not their opponent either. I am afraid that only Lu Zu can match them, and the two sides must fight heartily, and each has a chance of winning."
"As for you, Xu Fengnian, you are still a little bit worse after all. In fact, as long as you don't abandon your previous life, you can reach that height. It's just that you don't want to be under the fence of others and ruin this luck by yourself. Otherwise, who can stop you?" You, Xu Fengnian, do whatever you want? Kill the emperor Zhao Zhuan, and then have a hard time in the world? Beiliang can't stop Beimang's million cavalry, so what does it have to do with you enjoying the world's forgetfulness all by yourself?"
The young feudal lord never showed up or answered.
The majestic young eunuch didn't take it seriously and waved his sleeves lightly.
The world was silent.
The covering rain on the side street just stopped completely.
On the bluestone slab, the rainwater no longer flows downhill.
Xu Fengnian, who had nothing to hide, was originally standing under the eaves at the end of the small street, like a passerby hiding from the rain.
The young eunuch stretched out his hand, bent his index finger, and lightly flicked a drop of rainwater hovering above his head.
The vision shattered.
The rain continued to pour.
He looked at the young vassal king with the same serene expression in the distance, the cold knife in his hand had already been broken into pieces, and it was only held together by the spirit.
He asked curiously: "With Tongxuan's cultivation as a land god, and with 300,000 iron cavalry in his hand, why is his heart so unfavorable?"
Xu Fengnian retracted the saber and slowly sheathed it.
Qingliangshan knew that no matter when and where this vassal king appeared, he would almost always wear a sword whenever he appeared in the sight of everyone.
Many people don't think about why.
After the battle of Longan'er Plain, after the death of Qi Dangguo.
Xu Fengnian only took off the knife when he was asleep.
He didn't want to be empty-handed the next time someone needed him to save them.
Perhaps with his current state, it doesn't make any difference whether he has a knife in his waist or not.
But Xu Fengnian still insisted.
Under the eaves, the young vassal king walked down the steps, and finally spoke, "In life, everything is done according to one's heart and mind. How is it different from the ruthless vegetation growing in the sun?"
"Being unsatisfied for the person you care about, not living so happily, seems aggrieved, but in fact, isn't it a kind of happiness? At least someone is worthy of your sacrifice."
"Zhang Julu is for the common people, Cao Changqing is the woman in his heart, my master Li Yishan is for the people of Beiliang, Xu Xiao is for the children..."
Xu Fengnian finally asked with a smile, "Do you have any?"
The face of the young eunuch who seemed to have been touched against the scales changed slightly, his eyes were cold, he stomped his feet heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Come out of the dragon!"
Inside the well, a thick water dragon about the size of the well head rushed out crazily.
Go straight to Xu Fengnian.
The young officials who are most familiar with the movement of heaven and earth know best, but Lu Zu reincarnation is still young, Wang Xianzhi has already ascended, Li Chungang has become a thing of the past, and now Xu Fengnian is far from returning to the top, so he is the real first person in the world , it is absolutely not like Xu Fengnian joked that if you meet a child eating candied haws on the street, you will become a person who hates victory.
His enemies are only in the sky and not on earth.
Xu Fengnian glanced down at the cold knife on his waist, took a breath, squatted down, and stretched out his palms to stick to the street.
Close your eyes, I don't know why.
Then stood up, Xu Fengnian began to run forward.
The rain splashed, and lotuses grew every step of the way.
The young eunuch suddenly shouted angrily: "Xu Fengnian, how dare you?!"
Xu Fengnian is indomitable.
Behind him, there are cavalry, armored horses, and a hero of Beiliang.
Although dead, the soul is still there!
You want to use Zhao Shi's luck to reduce my Beiliang luck.
then come!
On the battlefield, the heroic spirits who died in battle in Beiliang all face north and face south.