Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 301: Majestic heavy rain

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Since the battle between the two races of humans and monsters six thousand years ago, after the swordsman line began to wither, and before the Ye Xiu line had even recovered, most of the fights of the monks in the mountains and rivers have been with the use of weapons.

Simple and straightforward, the spelling device can also be used for training. Absolute strength is the key to victory.

But it seems a bit boring.

A battle should include these, but it is by no means limited to these.

Xie Huaiyin is an orthodox Confucian monk, but perhaps because he spent too much time in the rivers and lakes, he started to have a more martial arts charm. His natal instruments are not such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Thing, but the silver gun.

The monks never thought that one day they would fight people in close quarters, so they didn’t think of using things like swords, spears, swords and halberds as magical instruments, but nowadays, Xie Huaiyin is not only a silver spear, but also Fight close to Li An.

It's just that Li An is holding a long whip, and he doesn't want Xie Huaiyin to be too close to him.

Actually, the three monks who entered Ningfu City this time were all in the Taiqing realm. There is not much difference in realm cultivation, but if it is on combat power, Wen Bailou's absolute ability to overwhelm the other two is after all walking down the battlefield. Regardless of whether it is the judgment of the situation or the aura of fear of death, none of the others can compare.

As the head of Palace Wuning, Xie Huaiyin is actually not superior in realm compared to these three, but he himself has an aura of being the number one in the world polished out of a river and lake in the North Sea for more than 20 years, so until now , Li An never took the slightest advantage.

On the contrary, he has been suppressed by Xie Huaiyin.

Li An has a weird look. He is just like Wen Bailou. He just thinks that the palace lord of Wuning Mansion will get a secret book only by fate, and he has just stepped into the road of cultivation. Therefore, he always feels that this Beihai is the number one in the world. However, I dared to be so big. Before the two of Wen Bailou and Jiang Feng could react, they acted first. But who knows, Xie Huaiyin is not only difficult, but he seems to be telling him that he was a little careless. He even died on the spot.

Under the majestic rain, Li An stretched out his hand and wiped his face, struck out a long whip in his hand, like a spirit snake passing through the rain curtain, this time it was Xie Huaiyin's neck that he wanted to wrap around.

Xie Huaiyin, who was carrying a silver gun, gave a cold snort and strode out. He stepped on the stagnant water on the long street, but with a light tiptoe, his figure drifted away. If it hadn't been for the rain to wet his clothes, With this hand alone, it should be said that the style remains the same.

The majestic air machine on the long whip exploded beside Xie Huaiyin’s ears like thunder. Xie Huaiyin frowned slightly, and then he stepped on the wall to avoid these raindrops. , Raindrops splashed onto the wall, leaving potholes of different depths.

The long whip came as promised, but she was like a good family girl who was abandoned by the son of the brother, who never left it!

Xie Huaiyin picked up the gun, flew the long whip, and then pierced it with one shot. Before Li An recovered, he took the gun and returned. This is not over, wait until Xie Huaiyin kicks on the wall. At the same time, the whole person quickly slammed into Li An.

The tip of the spear pointed at Li Anxin's mouth.

If you say that the long whip used to be like a snake, now the silver spear is like a dragon swimming into the sea. There is no gap between the two.

Li An's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly retracted his whip to protect him, but after wrapping the silver spear, Xie Huaiyin didn't panic at all. He just pulled the silver spear abruptly and walked back, and the silver spear let go. Even with a long whip.

Li An didn't care that the tiger's mouth burst, so he was going to hide away, but who knows, in this moment, Xie Huaiyin had already bent his knees and slammed into Li An's lower abdomen.

Li An's face instantly turned pale, but Xie Huaiyin took another arm before the person flew upside down, and was punched in the center by Xie Huaiyin abruptly.

The fist of Xie Huaiyin, who has been at the top of the Beihai Jianghu martial arts list, is not something that ordinary people can withstand, even if the opponent is also a monk.

With a punch, Li An's chest was sunken, and a piece protruded from his back.

The injury is not serious.

Xie Huaiyin looked indifferent, let go of the hand that held Li An, and that hand hit Li An's temple with a punch.

There was a crash.

Why did the monks on the mountain fear the swordsman, and why are they now belittling the wild repairs in the mountains and rivers? The reason for this should be the wild repairs.

In the battle of the same realm, if the cultivators of the three religions were close by Xie Huaiyin, a cultivator who was proficient in close fighting, I'm afraid it would not be much better than Li An's fate.

One more punch was given to the dead monk, and Xie Huaiyin threw the corpse out casually, standing a little tired on the long street.

It’s not easy to kill. It seems that he has not suffered any trauma, but at this moment the spiritual palace is tumbling, and his energy is almost exhausted. At this moment, let’s not talk about a too clear realm, even if it’s a blue silk realm, Xie Huaiyin is afraid to have to Treat it with caution.

Go get back the silver gun, kick the long whip away with your feet, and Xie Huaiyin will turn around and walk back to Wuning Mansion.

The news he got was that three monks had entered the city together. Now there is only one person. He just thought that most of the remaining two were going to be born and die, so he felt amused.

The bereaved dogs in both countries are gone, so what do you care about these?

You Wen Bailou was the number one champion of Chu in the past. It is also an enemy of thousands of people on the battlefield. But what about it, Chu has now become Chuzhou under the rule of Liangxi, and the people of Chu have already Become a Liangxi native, why are you still holding on to it?

Don’t think it’s a joke?

With the thoughts, the thoughts diverged a little, perhaps because of this, the hanging sword young man was only discovered by him within fifty steps in front of him.

Xie Huaiyin was holding the silver spear, looking at the young man with the sword hanging fifty steps in front of him, with a calm expression.

The person in front of him is also a monk, just a hanging sword, with the taste of a two-pointed swordsman.

It's just that Xie Huaiyin is not afraid of him, but the young man in blue shirt who is about a hundred steps away, carrying a sword box and holding a paper umbrella.

Young people are always here, and young people are Li Fuyao.

Both are swordsmen.

Standing in place, Chang Lin said straightforwardly: "Cheats, Chang's family."

Xie Huaiyin frowned, and quickly remembered that old thing. If it hadn’t been the case, he could even pat his chest and say, “I’ve been thanking Huaiyin for walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I’ve never done anything bad, but That thing was indeed done by him, even if it wasn't his intention.

In fact, he let go of even Changlin.

Xie Huaiyin asked: "Are you the kid back then?"

Chang Lin did not speak.

Xie Huaiyin suddenly turned his head to salute somewhere, and said softly: "Sir, please."

An elderly scholar with gray hair has actually been here a long time ago. He has only been drinking under one roof. At this moment, he heard Xie Huaiyin speak, he stood up, stretched his waist, and glanced at the umbrella in the distance. Young man in a green shirt.

The old Confucian sneered: "Where did the kitten and puppy come from?"

Li Fuyao looked at the old scholar, a little helpless, his luck was really bad.

There is another Taiqingjing?

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In the outer city of Ningfu, in the majestic heavy rain, a middle-aged man walked out of the Wei Mansion and came to the Long Street. He intended to go to the Wuning Mansion in the inner city, but he walked out of the Wei Mansion. I saw a man in armor on the long street riding a horse full of coals, with an euphorbia in his hand, waiting here quietly.

The middle-aged man lost his mind in an instant. Seeing this person, he seemed to see that Chu was still in its heyday. He and His Majesty the Emperor were on the stage of generals and watched him come along. The face is full of spirits.

How old was Wen Bailou at the time, right?

It’s no wonder that the emperor’s majesty said the most about Wen Bailou, who was a general from the sky and descended from the stars, to help Chu State achieve an unworldly foundation.

A general who has been famous in all fields within a few years, and a talented emperor, the two meet. Without the three mountains of Liangxi, Yanling, Dayu, I want to be able to build a world-less foundation.

It's just the times, no wonder.

Jiang Feng was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Wen Bailou, Chu State is dead, you and I are both bereaved dogs, must we be born and die?"

Wen Bailou Euphorbia is in hand, "If you are like me, naturally you will not kill you, but you are eating the bones of the master’s house, but you still have to bite the mad dog of the master. Don’t kill you, my heart It’s difficult."

Jiang Feng smiled and said: "The mansion is about to fall, and naturally we must find a place to settle down. Even if your majesty is alive, I am afraid that I can understand what Jiang Feng did."

Wen Bailou said indifferently: "Your Majesty can understand, so what? If Chu is not necessarily, and knows your deeds, is it possible to protect you well?"

Jiang Feng was silent for a moment, thinking of the encounter with the subjugated emperor of Chu Kingdom. Before he provoke Liang Xi back then, why didn't he wholeheartedly want to expand the territory for his Majesty, and build this ten thousand heritage together.

Between the monarchs and the ministers, I don’t know how many times I just talked about it. He Jiang Feng, has he forgotten?

Whether it can be a hero, or a name in history, it will not be worth living.

Wen Bailou turned over and got off the horse, patted the horse's head, the latter trot all the way, then stopped at the corner of the street, Wen Bailou stopped talking, and halted away.

The euphorbia abruptly pulled out a ravine on the long street, and when Wen Bailou strode forward, every step seemed like someone was beating a drum. The momentum was obviously stronger than that of the Beihai rivers and lakes. The first person is even stronger.

One person is the leader of the world, and he has an invincible posture. One person lives on the battlefield all the year round, fighting among thousands of troops, and there is an unstoppable momentum.

In fact, among the two, one holds a halberd and the other carries a gun. If it is a life and death fight, I am afraid that the impression will be very good.

It's just now that Wen Bailou is going to kill the former Chu State Master, and now Taiqing Jingye Xiu.

When he walked in front of Jiang Feng, Wen Bailou swept away with a halberd. If Jiang Feng was hit by this halberd, I am afraid that even if he had to turn into two halves, it was a pity that he twisted his body and took a few steps backwards. , The Euphorbia castration remained unchanged, and directly cut off a hundred-year-old tree beside the long street. The tree fell, and Wen Bailou kicked the tree, and the tree shot towards Jiang Feng.

In the mansion, the martial arts giant who was once ranked in the top ten in the Beihai rivers and lakes, now Wei Xian, who has set foot on the road of cultivation, looked at the scene on the long street not far away, smiled and praised: "That man The armored general must have been an unparalleled warrior at the time. I am afraid that he can be regarded as an enemy of ten thousand people on the battlefield."

Wei Yingchun, the head of the Wei family, is standing next to his son. His martial arts realm is not high, but his eyesight is not bad. He always knows how to play like this. If this kind of martial arts is not in the army. The experience of fighting in the fight, definitely not the momentum.

"I once heard that Wen Bailou, a well-known general in Chu State, was good at using Euphorbia. He would take the lead in every battle, and his strategy was also the best in the world. He was a real famous general. If the emperor of Chu had not had this People, I’m afraid I won’t be able to beat that great territory."

The heavy rain is majestic. The father and son stood under the eaves, but they were not exposed to the rain. Wei Xian nodded in agreement. Those who dare to use a halberd, if not for martial arts, would you dare to do so?"

Wei Yingchun smiled and nodded. Watching this battle, he felt a little comfortable in his heart. Although he was expecting Jiang Feng to behead the Wuning Palace Master, but after all, he bowed to his knees and looked at Jiang Feng. Being crushed and beaten by someone can't be considered bad mood.

Wei Yingchun asked, "When will Xian'er go to pick up Xie Huaiyin's head?"

Wei Xian frowned and said: "Father really thought that Palace Master Wuning's head was so good?"

Wei Yingchun was a little puzzled, "It's not that Xie Huaiyin is just a martial artist. Since Xian'er has already embarked on the main road, why can't he?"

Wei Xian smiled freely, "I said before that I wanted to take Xie Huaiyin's head, but I told Jiang Feng to listen to it. If he can't get out of this long street tonight, we father and son will assume that this has never happened again, honestly. Just stay in Ningfu City, you don’t have to work hard."

Wei Yingchun frowned and looked weird.

Wei Xian did not explain. He just watched the battle on Long Street and sighed, "If you put him on the battlefield, you can really make the best use of it."

On the Long Street, the Wen Bailou Euphorbia, which has always had the upper hand, swept across and tore the ground again to form a gully. Jiang Feng, who was on the opposite side, had floated and then withdrew dozens of steps. He sat on the long street with a Guqin.

Faced with the former champion of the Chu country, Jiang Feng flicked the strings and made a sound. Several silver lines broke through the air, opened the rain curtain, and screamed.

Wen Bailou did not take it lightly. He and Jiang Feng were old acquaintances. They knew that he was good at playing the qin as early as that year. As a national player said, after becoming a monk on the mountain, Wen Bailou used the Euphorbia as a natal magic weapon. He was thinking about what Jiang Feng was used for, and then he thought about it, except for the piano, there should be nothing else.

Now that I have handed it over, I found that it was so.

While the several silver threads swept in front of them in no particular order, Wen Bailou's toes touched a little on the ground in the long street and moved back. The euphorbia contained majestic aura and hit these silver threads hard.

It is also made of Qi machine. These silver threads are like fine needles, piercing the majestic Qi machine of Wenbailou, and they come to you in a flash.

Wen Bailou frowned, but then the Euphorbia hit back, like a hammer hammering heavily on the silver wire.

The finger of Jiang Feng, who was playing the piano on the opposite side, was cut and bloodshot appeared.

Wen Bailou and him embarked on the avenue of practice almost at the same time, but this one who has been in the army for more than ten years, is used to seeing life and death, and walking on that avenue may not be a bit faster than Jiang Feng. , But in fact, always have to win some.

Wen Bailou was the best in the world when he led the chiseling formation, and now he has become a monk, it is not necessarily worse.

After the crescent on the Euphorbia hooked several silver threads, the blue veins on Wen Bailou's arm were exposed, but instead of falling backward, he ran forward with his teeth, and when he strode forward, there was nothing left on the long street. String of footprints of different shades.

What is an unparalleled warrior in the world?

Wen Bailou deserves such a name.

As he approached Jiang Feng again, Wen Bailou slammed his halberd down.

Wei Xian smiled bitterly: "Go back to sleep."

Wei Yingchun was taken aback, and then he understood what his son meant, sighed, turned and walked towards the courtyard.

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While often drawing the sword and pointing the sword at the Palace Master Wuning, Li Fuyao had already held the blue silk in his hand from a distance, but still held the sword in one hand and the umbrella in the other.

In the majestic heavy rain, the old scholar looked at the young man with a sword in the blue shirt standing in the distance, and when he swept his sleeves, it was stormy.

Li Fuyao held Qingsi tightly, pierced the rain curtain with a sword, and then quietly looked at the old scholar.

The first trial of the two ended here.

Li Fuyao did not reveal too much, even the old Confucian scholar, did not reveal the real cultivation level, but since Xie Huaiyin is the person who must call Mr. Xie, it is obviously not too bad. .

Besides, Li Fuyao was already able to tell that this was a Confucian monk in the Qingjing realm.

In that case, what about magical artifacts?

The fighting of the three religious monks is not a normal wild practice. The magical tools are very important. For example, the Taiqing monk that Li Fuyao killed in Xiaoyi Tower before has a picture of mountains and rivers, this old Confucian, What will it be?

While Li Fuyao was thinking, the old Confucianist's big sleeve tricks, a simple inkstone was already in his hands.

As he raised one hand up, countless rainwater was sucked into it.

Li Fuyao felt the majestic momentum, and without hesitation, threw away the oil paper umbrella and swept forward with his sword.

The old Confucian holds a high level of self-reliance, and feels that Li Fuyao is just a wild cultivator, and he didn't care about it at first. It was not until the rain dripped like a sword from his eyebrows that he was shocked.

It's too late, and Li Fuyao's sword has arrived.

The sword energy is agitated, and the sword intent is flourishing.

At this moment, all the rainwater absorbed in the inkstone platform turned into ink rain and flowed out, creating a long river like ink in front of Li Fuyao.

The sword pierced Mohe as if it had encountered resistance.

No matter how hard it is to move forward.

Li Fuyao frowned, the sword spirit in the spirit mansion was overwhelming.

It pouring out like a nine-day Milky Way, majestic and unstoppable.

The old scholar was finally a little horrified, he looked at Li Fuyao, and said in horror: "Are you a swordsman?!"

Li Fuyao was silent, the Qingsi sword was hard to move in Mohe, but there was a sword nineteen in the sword box behind it.

In these days, although Li Fuyao deliberately favored the other when raising the sword, the Sword Nineteen was psychic after all, and it was the Li Fuyao he actively chose. Therefore, accompanied by a resounding sound of the sword, the Sword Nineteen came out of its sheath!

It fell on Li Fuyao's other hand.

Who has ever seen a swordsman in this world with a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand?

Only Li Fuyao!