The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 185: The battle of two people, the battle of two countries (4)

Facing Tuoba Bodhisattva, Xu Fengnian held the inconspicuous wooden sword and shook a sword flower slightly. This posture that has been abused by so many swordsmen in the world is not yet a fledgling, and it is only a young bird swordsman who holds a three-foot green front for the first time. But Tuoba Bodhisattva's face was more solemn than facing the previous four magnificent swords. Xu Fengnian took a half step forward with his left foot, then took a step with his right foot, then took two steps with his left foot, and four steps with his right foot, and so on, Xu Fengnian's steps were getting bigger and bigger, and the last step was already It's like a long raid in the sky. This was once the gatekeeper Liu Haoshi of Tai'an City attacked and killed the white-clothed Luoyang into the city, but the wooden sword is still the wooden sword, without any deep sword intent, let alone uttering any aspect. The sword spirit of Bahuang".

The unmoving Tuoba Bodhisattva Liu inevitably showed a somewhat incomprehensible look. Of course he would not think that Xu Fengnian was doing unnecessary bravado. This person is still a thousand miles away from the situation where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. So when Xu Fengnian rushed to Tuoba Bodhisattva with one-handed dragging the sword, this was also Xu Fengnian who was stingy after the war tonight, and took the initiative to fight personally. Tuoba retreated and fell backward. Sweeping dozens of feet, his line of sight was not on Xu Fengnian's body. Instead, he stared at the simple wooden sword that Xu Fengnian had always held in his hand like a rider dragging a spear. Tuoba Bodhisattva was waiting for Xu Fengnian to make a move, waiting for him to really "start the sword." There are no impeccable perfect moves underneath, and Wang Xianzhi is no exception. It is just that Wang Xianzhi was the first person in the world for his physical strength and spirit. Wang Xianzhi can defeat all his opponents with a simple punch. That is not a move. How clever he is, Wang Xianzhi does not bother with any fancy tricks, which is to show that carts and horses are crushing others. Tuoba Bodhisattva didn't think that Xu Fengnian, who was greatly injured, had this capital, otherwise he would not have so many calculations after the first world war. Tuoba Bodhisattva was confident that as long as Xu Fengnian handed out the sword, he would be able to crack it. The only difference was that it would take a bit of effort. Now that there are two rivers and lakes in Liyang Beimang, the only swords that can make Tuoba Bodhisattva avoid his sharp swords are the swords of the peach flower sword **** Deng Tai'a.

Even if Xu Fengnian used all kinds of sword skills to integrate all kinds of swords into magic, so as to reach the pinnacle of kendo, after all, he did not fully reach the position where Li Chungang once stood and Deng Tai'a stood today. As for Lu Dongxuan, the first person in thousands of years, if Xu Fengnian achieves this level of magical powers, Tuoba Bodhisattva will not use this Western Region to insult himself at all. Tuoba Bodhisattva strolled in the courtyard, letting Xu Fengnian drag his sword to bully him, he retreated again and again, but the bottom line of Tuoba Bodhisattva was very clear, that is, he did not leave the city, as long as Xu Fengnian did not leave the city before his back to the outer city gate. He didn't shoot the sword. What kind of medicine Xu Fengnian sold in the gourd, Tuoba Bodhisattva patiently waited for his opponent to reveal it himself.

During this period, Tuoba Bodhisattva is still paying attention to the movement of the wooden sword. Is it possible that Tuoba Bodhisattva immediately attacked after Xu Fengnian left a word, but the look after Xu Fengnian held the sword became even more different. The master, the more he resembles a crappy swordsman who is not good at learning skills and has just wade through the rivers and lakes, the Tuoba Bodhisattva naturally becomes more curious. Even after Xu Fengnian has taken sixteen steps in succession, he still did not notice that the wooden sword was revealed in the slightest. Great Master Meteorology. As a result, Tuoba Bodhisattva couldn't help but think about it. Is it possible that this sword is really a flowery from beginning to end? Is it just to help the Central Plains swordsman named Wen Hua become famous in the Western Regions and then the world rumored? Or is Xu Fengnian playing a boring trick with a sword heart but no sword in his hand? The reason that Tuoba Bodhisattva can not take action is because he has to pave the way for the inevitable second battle between himself and Deng Tai'a in the future. The more swords Xu Fengnian uses, the greater the chance of victory for Tuoba Bodhisattva. It is an indisputable fact that in Beimang, the swordsmanship is withered and blue and yellow, and it is an indisputable fact. How can a sword qi with a heart higher than the sky feed the appetite of Tuoba Bodhisattva?

Before leaving the city, Tuoba Bodhisattva still has two chances to retreat, but Xu Fengnian still has no intention to release the sword. This makes Tuoba Bodhisattva vaguely angry. Is it possible that Xu Fengnian relied on a scabbard? Without the broken wooden sword, will you scare me out of the city? So Tuoba Bodhisattva no longer blindly showed weakness and retreat step by step, his right toe took root on the street ground, twisted heavily, stepped on the gravel, left foot suddenly stepped forward, before the sole of the foot touched the ground, Tuoba Bodhisattva body The entire street in front of it collapsed. When the left foot was stepped on and the right fist was thrown out, the buildings on both sides of the main street, like the strong wind blowing on the wheat fields, were overwhelmed by thousands of wheat ears and dumped in the same direction.

This vigorous wind is all over the main street, setting off countless rubble, and rushing towards Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian is like a tourist traveling far away against the wind. Since he can't hide from the strong wind, he bites his head and walks through the wind.

After one step, the intact robe on his body began to show cracks even if it was covered by countless floating red snakes, and the green silk on the temples was flying up and down, and even one cheek was hit by a fist. In an instant, tiny blood troughs were cut.

The Bodhisattva Tuoba's heart shuddered, and this guy had to shorten the distance even if he resisted the fist, just to gain momentum for that sword? In the last two sides are only one step apart to decide the winner?

Even even greater ambitions. The previous stingy calculations like a small business businessman were all blindfolds. In fact, they have been ambushing pens, wanting this sword to be directly divided into birth and death?

Previously, there were two swords that separated the "world" and "the ground". Later, there were the dazzling earth immortal swords, which separated the distance between the inside and the outside.

This is still a sword of stillness and silence that has no sign, is it possible to give up life and death?

As he expected, Xu Fengnian’s wooden sword with the tip of the sword facing the ground

Generally speaking, the world’s most important principles cannot escape the four words Zhongzheng Pinghe. If it is simpler, it is probably the golden mean admired by Confucianism. Buddhism has no self and Taoism has no action. It is probably the same as the same.

But at this moment, the tip of the sword is twisted, but there is still no sword energy to bloom a wooden sword, Tuoba Bodhisattva saw the complex and turbulent spirit.

Unwilling, depressed, resentful, sad.

There is a big injustice in my heart!

Xu Fengyoung downplayed raising the wooden sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Tuoba Bodhisattva.

There is no reason to say. When a person takes a sword, and a person walks with the sword, he slams into it so unreasonably!

This wooden sword is a sword, and it means a kind of world.

Resolutely resolute.

It's like a crazy jealous gambler who took out his life savings and spent a lot of money to determine the victory or defeat with God.

Many years ago, a wealthy boy walked the rivers and lakes with ambition for the first time. Unfortunately, he was not a good swimmer at all. He had never met a fairy in fluttering clothes, nor a heroic hero. , I only counted in the bottom rivers and lakes like a quagmire. Three meals a day were a problem, and the rivers and lakes trip was a mess. Then I met a wooden sword ranger who had the same illness. He didn't know each other. When he stole melons, he met his counterparts. At first, both of them were scared to death. Then they walked together like this. He relied on the knowledge he had accumulated at home in his early years. , I always like to take some great principles that have been read in books or heard by others, and stab the humble and careful-eyed ranger who is full of stomachs. It seems to be serious and heartfelt to tell that he always likes to wipe the wooden sword carefully with his clothes. The swordsmen who are well-known masters in the world all value the saber, but that kind of value, in the final analysis, still cares about the sword intent extended by the three-foot green front in his hand. How can a first-class swordsman value the sword more than himself? If that guy couldn't refute it, he would only use the phrase "that's someone else's sword, it's not mine, and it's not mine." If you are really pressing, you will be so embarrassed that you will hold the wooden sword and threaten that you really think that I really don't have the skill of pressing the bottom of the box with your hands. He often provokes that if he has the ability, he will come and come. In the end, he will definitely be chased by that guy carrying a wooden sword. How do monkeys pick peaches and black tigers and how dirty they come? The wooden sword scared people. What really annoyed him was that he was squatting on the field "heartyly" several times without stopping the five viscera temples. That guy would always jump out untimely, saying that he would practice a set of newly discovered and peerless swordsmanship for him to take a look. As long as he doesn't dry his words of praise, that **** who is in danger will never stop practicing swordsmanship. That time we walked together in the arena, in short, the guy hurried up on the arena for martial arts and recruited, and then he was smashed down. Afterwards, not only did he have to leave the field behind his back in the laughter and white eyes, but he was also responsible for this guy. When the target of sword practice, the **** who is determined to be the world's number one swordsman can regain his strength and continue to go to other places to eat. That guy has so many and too many small problems. When he met the "Gu Liang" who fell in love at first sight at the market, he always had to pretend to be a schoolboy, and always lied that the skinny horse was himself. Mounts. If he had a few bowls to quench his thirst with the village women, the guy with the smoke from his throat would not have the enlightenment that the dripping spring would return. On the contrary, he might cross the river and demolish the bridge, and he would be sold out by the village women. While rubbing his hands and wiping the oil, I yelled that the man in the room was dead. Beat to death in the village. Every time after being humiliated or turned down by the woman he likes, this guy will lose his soul and lie on the ground. He doesn't know that he is heartbroken. Anyway, he is really tired as a spectator, and he will get it once or twice. How come you don't know the long memory after seventeen or eight times? You **** use a straw rope to hang the wooden sword around your waist and squat by the water every time. After you get intoxicated, you still have to ask me and Lao Huang if they are handsome or not, are they handsome? When we roll our eyes and nod helplessly, you really think that you are handsome and handsome in Yushu Linfeng? Those big **** and **** girls who meet halfway and make you salivate must cry and marry you? Nowadays, the younger ladies of the Taoist family are so piercing eyes. Do you think that riding that bad horse and squeezing your hair and shaking your clothes, people can't see the bleak scene of your ruined straw sandals and thumbs? With the quick glances of those women, you can recognize how many copper plates you have in your pocket. Later, they met a big family, a little girl who liked to call herself a female hero, and finally followed the lavish for a while. The group finally ate the meals of a decent restaurant, drank big bowls and ate big pieces of meat, you said with emotion that you were scented with alcohol. , There is oily meat on the lips, this is the happy life that a hero should have. Later, the little girl squandered her money, and the life of the group began to be tight. I thought you were going to be lost for a long time, but I never thought that you were just gnawing on the pan-sour dried bean curd from the village’s drying valley. Meaty. There are no permanent banquets in the world. There are two partings. First parting with the little girl. It is rare that you said a few serious words and gave her half a bag of copper coins that you secretly saved. As a result, he was filled with it, and I felt distressed that night. I hadn’t fallen asleep for a whole night, so I joked and asked you, otherwise, I’d better come back. In the end, you furiously picked up the wooden sword and cut it, and finally squatted on the ground and sighed bitterly, saying that it’s two different things, and treat the little girl as a friend. It is one thing to have as many property as willing to give. The heroic defeated all the possessions and felt distressed. It was another matter. One thing and two moods were not contradictory. The last two had to separate. That night, sitting on the stone steps of the ruined temple, the unknown ranger held the wooden sword in his arms. He said that there was no savings at the moment, and only the wooden sword, even brothers. The sword can't be given either, because in the future, you will have to rely on it to eat, to make a prominence, and to make a swordsman who is one of the best in the world. He also vowed to say that after he became famous, what he owed in those two years would be paid back to the custody meeting in the future. Wen Hua did not have the habit of owing others. He joked that he didn't need to pay it back, and he didn't expect it too much. The guy who has never attended a private school or read a book is still the same rhetoric. Brother clearly settled the accounts. You gave it in a young year without asking for anything in return, but I won't really think that nothing happened. The same is two different things.

At that time, Huang was not a master at that time in the extremely devastated arena. The little girl Li Dongxi dreamed of becoming a female swordsman, and your Wen Hua was even more of a swordsman than a half-hearted swordsman.

But many years later, Xu Fengnian realized that it was like a jar of old wine. After drinking it all, the aftertaste remained.

The rivers and lakes that are full of poor and depressed market atmosphere, when Xu Feng was younger than him, Xu Feng was eager to dream of the wonderful kind of flying eaves, walking on the wall, walking on the snow without traces, moon and black wind, high murder night, masters like to invite to the top of tall buildings, and fairy flying swords to take their heads. The rivers and lakes are worth remembering a lot.

The complexion of Tuoba Bodhisattva is changing. Why did Xu Fengnian end this sword?

Toba Bodhisattva gave a cold snort~IndoMTL.com~ exited the city.

He originally wanted to quickly enter the city after Xu Fengnian's unreasonable sword's momentum declined from its peak, and returned to the spot with the momentum of thunder.

At that moment, it will be the real line of life and death.

But Tuoba Bodhisattva was stunned on the spot. It wasn't because Xu Fengnian had left behind. The momentum of the sword was still rising. On the contrary, the sword really only had aura in the end, and no sword aura.

Xu Fengnian stood still holding a sword, laughing.

Wen Hua, did you see that your rivers and lakes, your wooden sword, just so easily beat a master like Tuoba Bodhisattva out of the city.

Xu Fengnian inserted the wooden sword into the ground and raised his arms. The ancient sword "Sound" and the famous sword "Qiyun" flew from the inner city head and the outer city Liuzhu Bodhisattva's hands, and gently gripped live.

Xu Fengnian stepped forward, turned his head and glanced at the wooden sword before leaving the city, and laughed softly: "The next thing is my own."

The desert yellow sand, fought for thousands of miles.