The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 198: Deng Tai’a has 6 fingers.
Chapter 198 Deng Tai'a has six fingers
Update time: 2013-02-20
When two figures went out of the city into the sea, Wudi City went through a short period of silence, and then burst into a wave-like noise. Whether it was the people in the city or the heroes from other places, they all gushed out of the city. If they can overlook the city, Simen There seemed to be four torrents gathering nearby, and then three of them turned and drove violently toward the East China Sea. Some impatient and martial arts people did not care about the turtles walking fast, and they flew over the wall directly in the city and jumped out of the city. The spectacular scene of a hundred people rising and falling together is indeed rare.
is only half a cup of tea, and the alleys of Wudi City, which is full of 100,000 people, are empty and cold, surprisingly quiet. Qianba's immortal skills can't be faked.
Again, Wang Xianzhi has been in the city of Wudi for more than half a century. Whether it is the sword **** Deng Tai'a or the official Cao, he has never let him out of the city for a fight. With his butt, he knows that this old sheepskin fur man with a long reputation is out of date. , But is a rather domineering character, such an unforgettable peak battle, who chooses to visit Wudi City or settle in the rivers and lakes, who is not so greedy? If you miss it, you have to regret it for a lifetime.
The bustling main road that was originally full of voices instantly walked away completely. Even the wine stall owner and the two shopkeepers ran away. Only the people of His Royal Highness and the team were forced to stay in the original place. It’s so shameful, but it’s itchy to go back to the heart, but entering Wudi City is like walking on thin ice, not to mention that the current grand occasion is created by the joint efforts of His Royal Highness and the Old Sword God. They are already in the center of the whirlpool, and they dare not go out of the city to watch the show. His Royal Highness Yishizi had a fault, and the King of Northern Liang couldn't take the brave Li Chungang to take the knife, and use her to relieve her shame to kill the chicken and the monkey.
Yang Qingfeng, who had a numb face, glanced at Shu ashamed, and then continued to look towards the inner city, calmly, there is a towering attic in the middle of the inner city, just like the emperor of Dongyue because of a lyricist. The sentence "Don't dare to speak loudly to scare the heavenly people", and exhausted most of the treasury erected Tsutenkaku. The second day of the day came out from then on, "falling into" the East China Sea, and asked Li Chungang to fight against Li Chungang in the vast ocean that was born in the blue sea. Yang Qingfeng's face was as usual, but his heart was agitated and he was not ashamed. As long as he was a martial artist, who wouldn't be overwhelmed by Li Chungang's immortal handwork and heroic spirit who borrowed a sword from the city? In addition, the grievances between the two old seniors are almost a major thread that runs through the entire rivers and lakes. Since Li Chungang has left Beiliang, the ghost gate is closed and a sleeve is two hundred zhang across the river. Xiangfan is defeated and retired from the Wu family sword crown, and Daxueping has achieved the realm of sword fairy. , Could it be that everything is paving the way for today's war?
The little bug struggling to jump off the tall horse while his cheap father was dumbfounded, probably because of his weak feet, fell a dog to eat shit, got up and patted the dust, went to the wine stall to choose a few bottles of good wine. After sitting down, he was very old-fashioned, and finally found out that he beckoned to the flower picking thief who had caught a guest, and smiled: "Daddy, drink and drink, don’t need money."
Long Yuxuan is not in the mood to drink, for fear that His Royal Highness and the old sword **** Li Chungang both confessed in Wudi City, he, the Northern Liang guest Qing, was blocked in the city, and it was not the end of five horses divided or stepped into fleshy mud. Long Yuxuan didn’t get off his horse, but a donkey man who had flown back into the city smelled the smell of wine. He picked a table away from the wicked children. He also went to the cabinet and took a few pots of wine, but he did not forget to take out a few pieces of silver from his arms. On the table, the young Jiantong sitting on the donkey sighed, jumped off the back of the donkey, and stared at the group of strangers carefully and vigilantly. He is a very strange partner, a dead ghost man with a face like snow, and the groom is a delicate Qingyi Sister, and the aunt who was riding on the horse, the double peaks on the chest are so high, they are going to be ripped out, and the little and casual Jiantong has a heartbeat, especially Shu Shame and he delivered a charming After the autumn wave, the boy's face flushed and his neck was thick and his breathing was fuzzy. Don't turn your head too far from this untrue sword boy. Don't dare to look at the aunt. The old man drinking beside him often reminds that there are taboos when walking around the rivers and lakes. Old nuns are naive. Infants, and beautiful women, these three kinds of people, can't touch them, don't do enough, they may overturn the boat in the gutter. After the boy named Sanlu bowed his head, he secretly thought that the auntie was good-looking or good-looking, but unfortunately his age It's bigger and doesn't look like a decent lady, he doesn't like it so much.
Just as the young man was regretting, he glanced at it and saw a face on the carriage through the curtain, and was stunned for an instant, the beauty through the bead curtain.
Sanlu was struck by lightning, and the middle-aged man who drank slowly saw Jian Tong lost his soul and smiled freely. He looked down the sluggish eyes of the young man. He was a beautiful face with indefinable male and female eyes. Sanlu coveted beauty, but he was wronged. The little girl behind the curtain was pretty or beautiful, but compared to the woman surnamed Chen I saw in Luoshenyuan not long ago, she was still a bit worse, and I didn’t see Sanlu. The woman hiding behind the curtain seemed to be so angry that Sanlu had a straight look, frowning slightly, letting go of the curtain, and no longer seeing each other. Sanlu slowly returned to his senses, full of self-confidence, and seeing the man amused. Could it be that he really liked it? Men don’t know anything about the love of these men and women, so they can’t talk about how to untie the knot for Sanlu, just let it go.
After seeing the master and servant, Long Yuxuan, the picking thief, has been thinking about it. It’s not surprising that someone rides a donkey, but it’s not to be underestimated if the donkey is added with peach blossoms and Wudi City is added, although the new sword **** Deng Tai After Ah Hengkong was born, because he liked to travel around the martial arts with a sprig of peach blossoms, many men and women who blindly worshiped the sword **** went to take pictures of the gourd when they had nothing to do. This caused some old school people to be very disgusted. Imagine that every peach blossom is in full bloom. When walking on the street, three or four out of ten sabre rangers wandered around with peach branches. What kind of style? Not too tired? This is the same reason that Cao Changqing, an official of the time, triggered the wave of green shirts. At that time, the city was full of green shirts, and it was popular across the country. In terms of popularity, the top ten masters, Wang Xianzhi, Deng Tai A, and Cao Changqing were among the top three. Can throw the seven behind ten streets away. Long Yuxuan naturally did not have the opportunity to witness the true face of the sword **** Deng Tai'a, and he also knew that the sword **** was not just anyone riding a donkey and carrying a peach blossom in the rivers and lakes, but the gentle man in front of him looked at him, unlike ordinary people, Shenhua. Introverted and good-spirited, Long Xuanyu was like a big enemy. He hesitated when he saw the little bugs pouring wine over there. He dismounted and sat cautiously next to the child, separating the **** from the master and servant.
On the empty main road of Emperor Wudi City, His Royal Highness is always on the way with wine.
There are six martial arts martial artists standing side by side at the root of the wall. There are twelve martial arts slaves in total. They are all the top masters in the past years who must be slaves after losing to Wang Xianzhi. Four swordsmen and swordsmen. Three, one spear master, two boxing masters, one piano master, and one chess master.
Wudi City dispatched half of the martial arts slaves to stand under the city wall, presumably not as a means of hospitality, but to let the white horse out of Liangzhou's Royal Highness retreat. There has never been a state law in Wudi City, only the city regulations established by Wang Xianzhi. Here, the emperor’s words are useless. No matter who you are, you have to follow the rules, unless your fist is hard enough, so hard that even the land fairy king Xianzhi has to face it.
Jiantong Sanlu secretly knocked on the carriage curtain several times, but never saw the shocking face again, so he had to drink and be brave, and asked softly, "Master, who is that son?" He was so courageous, he dared to provoke the old man Wang. Now that Li Chungang is out of the city, how should he walk up to the top of the city? Six martial artists who are close to the first-grade realm, can't just beat him into a pig head?"
The drinking man squinted his eyes and looked at the back of the young man. He was vaguely familiar with the breath of the year. He said in a daze, "He, sloppy is a distant relative. He must call me uncle on the basis of seniority. Right."
Jiantong was shocked on the spot, "Master, Sanlu knew you since I knew you, so you didn’t say how to live your family. Why don’t you tell me today?"
The man thought for a while, holding a bowl hanging in the air, and finally smiled: "When I was practicing swords in a certain place, his mother, my cousin from the distant house, once treated me with a meal and a life-saving grace. , There is also the kindness of teaching. This trip brings you to Wudi City, it is the kindness that will be returned."
The young man said straight to and fro, "Master, it’s not me who said you. According to your statement, this kindness is gone, how can you still do it? In addition, you two are still in touch with each other, if you do it I'm stingy, I can't stand it anymore! In the future, I see if I will boil water for you to cook!"
The man joked, "I don’t know if you think about it? Didn’t you think that brother-in-law is related to the girl you fell in love at first sight, and wanted to borrow my hand to do good deeds? You, this is the generosity of others. Otherwise, with your stingy temper, you won’t be able to make half a coin if you go down ten sticks."
Jiantong became angry from embarrassment, and ignored the harsh words of the master, but the corner of his eye was cast toward the carriage, for fear that the girl would have a bad impression of him when she listened.
The man said softly with emotion: "Before Wu Su left the Wu family sword grave, and I was in Jianshan, I promised something. Later, she entered the imperial city alone for Xu Lizi, and I didn’t have time to keep up, so that she fell. The root of the disease, I am ashamed to this day."
While speaking, the man bent down and took out a pinewood box from the bookcase. With a touch of his finger, he gently pushed it away, revealing twelve small swords of different lengths but all exquisite pockets. The small swords were of different colors.
Before taking any action, the very harmless man turned his head and smiled at the two carriages and said: "Deng Tai'a, I owed the princess Wu Su when he was practicing sword, and I will pay half of it today. I hope you don’t stop me. ."
Long Yuxuan took a sip of wine and coughed vigorously.
was so scared that his face turned pale.
"Different from the sword of the princess's entry into the world, Deng Tai'a has never practiced swords only for murder, and he did not show the twelve swords in the box with the common people. This time, he made an exception for six swords."
The heartless little bug showed a solemn expression for the first time.
Tsing Yi clenched the instant gun, and did not take it lightly because of the friendly attitude of the man who claimed to be Deng Tai'a.
Shu Xiu Yang Qingfeng looked at each other.
Emperor Murong Tong raised the curtain again, his eyes widened, and his brows frowned.
The youngest boy Jiantong, who is closest to the sword **** Deng Tai'a, is proud and full of spirits.
For a while, everyone nearby held their breath.
How many people in the world are fortunate enough to see with their own eyes the Peach Blossom Sword God, who claims to be the world's best killer?
Twelve swords are neatly arranged in the Huangli sword box. The longest is but the middle finger, and the shortest is the thumb.
I saw the first person in the kendo who is far better than the old sword **** Li Chungang, smiled slightly, stretched out an index finger, and flicked towards the hilt of the first scarlet sword in his left hand, and said calmly:" Xuan Jia."
Xiaojian jumped into the air, lagging slightly, and shot towards the head of the city.
Deng Tai'a stretched out his **** and tapped both fingers together, "Green plum, bamboo horse."
The two swords jumped into the air lively and flew away again.
was three fingers the last time.
"Spring water, morning dew, peach blossom."
The small sword box was just half empty.
Even Princess Jing'an was provoked by the legendary man with curiosity and fear. Following his gestures, together with Shu Xi Yang Qingfeng and Long Yuxuan, they looked down the city wall.
Only the little bugs and blue birds kept staring at the inconspicuous yellow sword box.
The people looking far and wide didn't know that the man just pointed the sword out of the box. Almost instantly, the six-handed small sword returned two feet above the box and fell slowly.
When Deng Tai Agai put on the pinewood box, the people realized later that six martial arts slaves seemed to have been pierced through their heads by an object, and six pillars of blood burst out. Fell to the ground.
At this time, Deng Taia, who was killing people with a flying sword, got up ~ IndoMTL.com~ but did not move the yellow box containing the twelve invaluable flying swords. He smiled at the little bug who shook his head and said, "Deng Tai A congratulates Old God Zhao on his return to innocence and freedom. Troubled the old master to give this box to His Royal Highness, he said that Deng Tai's flying sword killing skills are all in this box."
Xiao Chongzi frowned and sighed: "You just patted your **** and left? You are forcing Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang to die? If Li Chungang loses, how can Xu Fengnian get out of Wudi City? Do you give it away? What is the significance of flying swords?"
Deng Tai A picked up the peach blossom branch, held the donkey, and smiled: "Old god, this has nothing to do with Deng Tai A."
The little bug rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Nowadays, the poor road is really incomprehensible."
The flower thief Long Yuxuan's eyes almost fell to the ground.
Without any obstacles, His Royal Highness walked up the city smoothly, approached the red sandalwood sword box, sat down cross-legged, put the bowl of wine in front of him, and looked towards the East China Sea.
It may be that the old monster in Wudi City knew about the waves in the city.
The old man really wants to teach that the waters of the East China Sea stand up?
Xu Fengnian looked over the river, the waves intensified, and the drooping sword curtain was like a black cloud over the city. He suddenly grinned and said: "The wind is tight! Old Huang, I will come back alive from Beimang and see you again."
On this day, apart from the two generations of sword gods of the century-old rivers and lakes who took action in Wudi City, there is one thing that caused a sensation in the world.
The young head teacher of Wudang Mountain, riding a crane down the mountain.