The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 186: The battle of two people, the battle of two countries (5)

Across the Western Regions, like the mountain range where a giant sword cuts the western world into two, it has the reputation of being the mountain of ancestors, and the dragon veins of the world originated from this. At a steep pass that runs through the north and south of the Western Region, the mountains on both sides are tens of thousands of high, cliffs, and the path is rugged and deep. This mountain gap is an important channel connecting the north and south of the Western Region. A team of businessmen walked hard, camel bells bursting. Merchants wear tight-waisted Hufu, wear sturdy leather boots, mixed with women wearing drapery hats to cover their faces. They are also strong and tall. There are rumors in the Central Plains that the Western Regions prefer to use women as men and men as livestock. . These merchants traveling from south to north, regardless of male or female, wear a scimitar at their waists. Some men with outstanding physical strength hang a unique carapace near the back hump, which is wrapped in a rough fine iron chain mail. When the horse thieves, bandits and bandits arrive, they can come on behalf of horses and fight in armor, in case of unexpected events. The camel team was suddenly alarmed by a series of sound like thunder on the ground. The caravan stopped suddenly, and his expression changed drastically. He mistakenly thought that he had hit the horse thieves who were waiting for the rabbits at the pass and then rushed to the horse thieves. More than fifty people drew knives at the same time. The man hurriedly took out the iron armor from his armor and put it on, but in fact, everyone knew that he really encountered a horse thief who could create such a momentum. With their pitiful combat power, it was just a few lives for the opponent. But in the chaotic Western Regions where there is no King Fa for more than two hundred years, as long as there are horses and bows and knives, there is no one to die? Just when the camels lined up, someone looked up and saw a scene of horror. A figure "running" on the high cliff, like an eagle hunting for food to the ground, fell quickly and fell on the ground. In front of everyone, their feet and the ground followed their inertia and walked seven or eight steps forward, only ten steps away from the camel team. Everyone in the caravan was stunned, and some of them swallowed subconsciously, and saw that the guy who fell from the sky in front of them had a look very different from those of the Western Regions, young and handsome, and very clean. The young man carried a long sword with a white sheath on his back, and a knife hung from his waist. With dry lips, he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and raised his arm in a posture of raising his head to drink water, and then asked with a smile in the Western language. : "Is there any water?"

The camel team was silent, at a loss. But there was a woman with a drapery hat without hesitation taking off a sheepskin sac with some clear water left, and tossing it high up to the guy who looked like a monster in the mountains.

The young man with the saber and the sword gave a thank you, jumped up quickly, caught the water bag in the air, glanced back, grinned, stepped on the air, turned his body, and crashed into the cliff. , And then bent down slightly, took advantage of the momentum, and continued to "fly over the wall" as it did when he came. During the run, he raised the water bag and took a big sip of water. After drinking it all, he threw it back, but it happened to fall there. On the top of the woman with a drapery hat, at the moment when the woman reached out to collect the water bag, there was a strong wind in front of the camel team, and some people fell from the sky, like a flying stone from the sky, hitting the ground, strong wind blowing, all camels They all withdrew a few steps back, and the water sac missed the woman and fell gently on the sand. Before everyone could see the person's face clearly, they rose from the ground and passed away in a flash.

Many years later, a rumor that "the fairy borrowed water" spread widely in the Western Regions.

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Hundreds of miles to the south of the mountain range, near dusk, two separate powers 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, fighting together in the jade that is known as the Western Regions. By the lake, it is said that after a young Northern Liang prince became famous, the disadvantaged party hoped to use that stunner in the clan to exchange the best iron cavalry with Northern Liang for three hundred iron armors and thousands of crossbows in order to dominate the southern border of the Western Regions. Seven hundred knights rushed out to **** the woman to Beiliang. Then it was intercepted in the Emerald Lake. After more than an hour of fighting, the hunting forces realized that the woman had already detoured and sneaked to Beiliang. She became angry and vowed to kill the cunning tribe and only the woman was left without a horse. The men who fight back will see how they rise in the desert when the time comes. Just when the two sides were about to charge from horseback to dismount, the entire battlefield was torn in half by a figure. Suddenly, people turned their backs on their backs. The cut line looked at each other regardless of the enemy and me, and then looked at the rusher at the same time. The guy who entered the battlefield saw the man bend his knees, hold the hilt in one hand, hold the tip of the sword in one hand, and hold the horizontal sword on his chest. The long sword bends in a semi-circular arc in front of him, and the dust settles. After that, the long sword always maintained that awkward 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 a mighty force. The latter touched the blade with his **** on the tip of the sword. The vigorous vigor that would not dissipate for a long time after bending the sword, then rolled away and condensed in the semicircle, plus his own energy infusion. , And finally formed a thunderball with purple lightning lingering and scorning, with a flick of the wrist, greeted the enemy with the "pull up the sword"! The purple thunder and lightning the size of a fist whirled around the tip of the sword. When the burly figure that seemed to be entangled with the bone gangrene appeared fifty steps in front of him, the young swordsman, who was sluggish but without the slightest look of depression, smiled slightly, and instead of retreating, he moved forward.

This sword has not only Deng Tai'alai, who rides a donkey to watch the mountains and rivers, is famous for his "upside-down" style, but also Gu Jiantang's sword and thunderous spirit.

Toba Bodhisattva slapped the purple thunder that swiveled from the tip of the sword to the hilt and then hit his face with a palm. . When Xu Fengnian’s sword in his hand was pushed and withdrawn without any force, Tuoba Bodhisattva knew that this guy had been scheming again, but with a force of ten guilds, he did not believe that Xu Fengnian, who had more attack and less attack, could really put people to death. The whip leg swept out without stagnation. Xu Fengnian, who let go and abandon the sword, raised his elbow and blocked the vigorously sinking whip leg. With Tuoba Bodhisattva as the center, Xu Fengnian was driven by this leg to complete a circle. The circle, and then flew out of the circle centrifugal. It seems that Tuoba Bodhisattva has the upper hand, but when Tuoba Bodhisattva landed on both feet, Xu Fengnian, who used his left hand to hold the handle of the right waist as early as the circle, retreated and got closer, the sword was only half an inch out of its sheath, that half. In an inch, brighten up, and all the dumbfounded bystanders on the battlefield were stinged by the brilliance, and tears continued to flow after closing their eyes.

Xu Fengnian holds the knife but is not busy drawing the knife completely. As the body rushes forward, it increases by half an inch and a half, and the scattered light that is like the sky also converges, like water condensing ice, just like the essence. Although all these changes are complicated, they are just a momentary effort between Xu Fengnian's advancement and retreat. The Tuoba Bodhisattva in his time squinted his eyes and waited for Xu Fengnian to draw his sword after ten steps. Gu Jiantang's famous Fang Cunlei is finally coming. Yet?

As for the purple thunder that hasn't been disintegrated after being slapped open, Tuoba Bodhisattva does not regard it as a threat at all. Because the flow speed of that purple thunder was slower than his body shape, too slow. In martial arts in the world, as long as you slow to the front line, it is useless to let you have the huge power of mountain dumping.

Xu Fengnian is holding the big famous knife "Qiyun" to deceive him, and it is really as Tuoba Bodhisattva expected to be ten steps away, and his sharp edge is revealed. But Tuoba Bodhisattva made a mistake. Fang Cunlei didn't bloom at drawing a sword, but was returning to the sheath of that sword. Between the two, thunder suddenly appeared on the ground. It was Tuoba Bodhisattva's real Donkey Kong realm physique, and he did not dare to completely resist the rolling thunder. Most of his energy, his body moved sideways, Xu Fengnian faced the straight line, and the sound was endless. More than a hundred people on both sides were impacted by the wind, and all of a sudden they rose up like a tree broken by the wind and fell backwards. .

After avoiding his edge, Tuoba Bodhisattva almost instinctively circulated six hundred miles to meet Xu Fengnian's true killer move. Sure enough, Xu Fengnian's Fang Cunlei was the scabbard, and the second sword was a thorough drawing, a dazzling white rainbow like a dragon and a mountain range heading towards Tuoba Bodhisattva. Before Tuoba Bodhisattva’s "one qi" started with a stick of incense, he was the strongest than the previous punch and bend Xu Fengnian's vocal sword across his chest, slamming Xu Fengnian into this battlefield. Although the momentum is inevitable at the moment, it blows up. A white rainbow is still more than enough. The Tuoba Bodhisattva who strives to make a contribution with one punch spares no effort, bending his arms to make a hammering force, not only smashes the white rainbow, but even hits the narrow knife, Xu Fengnian tries to exhaust the energy of Tuoba Bodhisattva. Waiting for the fleeting gap of ventilation, isn't Tuoba Bodhisattva waiting for Xu Fengnian to exhaust himself and put on an angry flaw, so his punch will not only force Xu Fengnian to exhaustion, but also force Xu Fengnian to have to go backwards. Reluctantly changed into a breath of fresh air. However, Xu Fengnian’s move was unexpected. He was obviously not as desperate as Tuoba Bodhisattva. He chose to leave room and let Tuoba Bodhisattva’s small half fist blast through the blade and hit his chest. Xu Fengnian’s body whirled down in the air, like When Die Pianpian was about to hit the ground, the tip of the narrow knife in his hand touched the ground lightly, and a large amount of yellow sand was pulled out, his body leaned back, his feet staggered back, and he faced Tuoba Bodhisattva, before inhaling. The old air that was not discouraged disappeared as much as possible, and then the lips moved slightly, and he sighed gently, to be precise, trying to make it all in one breath.

The Tuoba Bodhisattva sneered. How could he give Xu Fengnian a chance to sway his breath? Taking advantage of Xu Fengnian's short period of hurried breathing, he strode forward, punching out his fists swiftly. Although Tuoba Bodhisattva has only three points of strength, but if this punch is hit, it will be more immediate than when Xu Fengnian's momentum was at his peak. If he strikes a snake seven inches with skill, he must have this new trick in endlessly. The guy spat out a big bowl of blood.

In the world of life, from birth to death, we are actually doing one thing that is most easily overlooked, that is, breathing, breathing in and out, so reciprocating, doing and sleeping when awake, I don’t know that there are millions. Second-rate. The vomiting technique of the Taoist health certificate for longevity is to return to the basics and return to the truth, and do the greatest article in this matter with the smallest breath. It’s a purely Wufu realm of Vajra, and it’s rare to kill a master of Zhixuan in the Three Sects, but even if it happens, no one will make a fuss. It’s because the gap between the two realms of King Kong and Zhixuan is not a big gap, and it’s really hard to cross it. The threshold is the celestial state. The reason why the human cat Han Diao Temple is so famous on the Liyang rivers and lakes that it is hailed as the first person under the land gods lies in his mysterious realm, able to fight and even kill The Great Master of the Celestial Phenomenon who breathes with the heavens and the earth.

The Tuoba Bodhisattva had awe-inspiring eyes and shouted angrily. He was forced to take his breath, standing still, with his feet sinking into the ground. The two fists originally hammered at Xu Fengnian knocked each other, and his energy skyrocketed.

It turns out that at a moment before this, Tuoba Bodhisattva was shocked to find that Xu Fengnian's long sword that had been dropped out of his hand, extremely "coincidentally", when Xu Fengnian retreated and ventilated, it seemed to be affected by the invisible air machine and returned to its sheath on its own. . At the same time, the purple thunder that was ignored by Tuoba Bodhisattva burst out at an astonishing speed and rushed behind him.

Xu Fengnian's mouth is bleeding, and he muttered silently: "Return home."

The long sword carried on the back "plays loudly", roaring in the sheath, like the last scream of Qiu Cicada, singing loudly to the world. It also seems that the late old man has left his hometown for many years, just wanting to die in his hometown.

The more than a thousand people on the battlefield held their heads and covered their ears, and squatted to the ground, still unable to relieve the intense pain that a sharp needle pierced the eardrum.

The back of Tuoba Bodhisattva is like a two-foot-high purple golden lotus blooming with petals in full bloom.

The Tuoba Bodhisattva obviously still underestimated the power of this sword. After being hit by a bell, he had to step forward, leaning forward, like a hunchback, which was worthy of being removed. Strength.

Buddha Bodhisattva quietly swallowed the blood pouring to his throat, with a blank expression on his face, looking at this young man who had risen to the occasion at the time of "the year when the rivers and lakes are not met in a thousand years". This Beimang army **** was neither surprised by seeing a new move, nor irritated because he had fallen into the wind.

This way of fighting, Xu Fengnian, who is a little bit inferior in both qi machine and physique, every time he changes his breath, he will do one or two skills at the bottom of the box that are enough to become an ordinary martial arts master, opening a long distance for himself. To take a breather, Tuoba Bodhisattva thinks that it should be the last surprise every time, but Xu Fengnian can always lay out a picture scroll of willows, dark flowers, and another village when he is in a desperate situation. Li Chungang’s kendo, Deng Tai’a’s swordsmanship, sword moves by Jiuhuang, Lu Baijie, Huang Qing and others, Wang Xianzhi’s fist, Hong Xixiang’s circle, Liu Haoshi’s celestial phenomenon, Han Shengxuan’s finger Xuan, and Wang Chonglou’s finger Xuan, bookish, immortal Buddha... there is no end, no end.

This pinnacle battle, which is also one of the four great masters, is each other's grindstones for the highest martial arts.

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In the morning light, a black spot rushes along the snow-capped ridge to the top, like a tiny mustard seed in the vast snowy sea.

Wearing a sword and saber, he suddenly stopped, squatted down, looked higher and farther away, grabbed a handful of snow at will, wiped his cheeks casually, rubbed the stubble on his chin with his palm, hesitated for a moment, simply He stretched out his hand and drew out the Qiyun narrow knife, tilted his head, and shaved his beard with the sharp blade. Different from the four or five days of fighting and retreating, starting from the battle late at night the day before yesterday, the situation between him and Tuoba Bodhisattva was reversed. One day and two nights, he fought six times, and Tuoba Bodhisattva took the initiative to retreat four times. It is different from the slow fight between you and me. Now if both sides miss a hit, one person will choose to retreat, instead of fighting hard, striving for a fatal blow.

After the monk chicken soup presented the Buddha bowl, the reason why Xu Fengnian was waiting for Tuoba Bodhisattva stupidly in the Western Region was to use Tuoba Bodhisattva’s fierce offensive to temper and forge the "sword embryo" he had absorbed a few breaths. Bodhisattva Batu and Xu Fengnian have their own gains, but it is clear that Xu Fengnian has more signs of late development. After the last time Tuoba Bodhisattva failed to ambush, Xu Fengnian had hunted down for more than two hundred miles until the two climbed to this majestic snow peak one after another.

In the life and death battle, the two formed a certain tacit understanding. The retreating party did not deliberately hide all the energy, and always left a little clue for the hunting party to dig into the roots.

Toba Bodhisattva clearly told Xu Fengnian that he would be waiting on this snowy peak. As for when and where he would perform the ultimate move without warning, Xu Fengnian had to rely on his skills and gambling to accept it. NS.

Xu Fengnian finished shaving the scum, put the knife back into its sheath, before standing up, grabbed a handful of ice and snow and put it in his mouth, letting it melt slowly and flow into his throat.

Xu Fengnian stood straight at the waist, with one hand turned to the back to straighten the sword, holding the hilt with the other hand, and looking up.

Suddenly, the snow fell and the scale grew stronger and stronger.

It is clear that Tuoba Bodhisattva created a huge avalanche with manpower.

Xu Fengnian is certain that Tuoba Bodhisattva will hide in the heavy snow.

He closed his eyes, held the handle of the knife with his four fingers, and pressed his thumb tightly against the guard of the narrow knife, making the movement of pushing the knife out of the sheath.

Heavy snow falls from the top of the mountain like a torrent, and then diverges on both sides of Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian is like that mainstay, unmoved.

An ice spear filled with ample energy, as fast as a rainbow, pierced Xu Fengnian's heart.

Xu Fengnian introduced the narrow knife in the sheath, and brushed shoulders with the long spear and the Tuoba Bodhisattva holding the spear between the electric light and flint.

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 are on the line, there is no lingering heart, but a little regret, if Tuoba Bodhisattva chooses to decide the victory or defeat at this moment, Xu Fengnian is sure to pay the price of a serious injury that can be temporarily suppressed, but he is right

The hand chopped off an arm.

But Tuoba Bodhisattva, the ghost envoy and the gods, abandoned this battlefield, and rather Xu Fengnian's "Qiyun" cut out a blood groove on his back.

After the avalanche, Xu Fengnian sat cross-legged on the ground, breathing heavily, believing that Tuoba Bodhisattva would also heal at the foot of the mountain.

Now the two are no longer fighting for the speed of the breathing, but a quick battle, only fighting for one move to determine life and death.

Xu Fengnian lay lazily in the snow, looking at the sky, and muttered: "Life is as lonely as an avalanche."

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A big river cuts the canyon, traverses this vast chain of mountains that stretches for three thousand miles, and finally rushes into the sea in Nanzhao.

When Xu Fengnian was drinking water on the riverside, Tuoba Bodhisattva hit his forehead with a finger and hit the bottom of the big river.

His ten-handed flying swords with sleeves, six of them, are only an inch and a half away, and they are all only a little away, and they can be nailed into the temples, eye sockets and heart of Tuoba Bodhisattva.

The Tuoba Bodhisattva punched frantically on the river, staring at Xu Fengnian who could not jump out of the water, and slammed Xu Fengnian into the river with a punch, trying to suffocate Xu Fengnian to death at the bottom of the river.

In this way, Tuoba Bodhisattva "walked" a full 120 miles of waterway on the river.

In the end, the Tuoba Bodhisattva who forcibly reversed the Qi machine not only drooped his arms, but also had shocking blood flowing from his ears, nose and mouth.

When Xu Fengnian appeared like a corpse, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who could no longer move his arms, could only step on it with one foot.

Knowing that Xu Fengnian would step on a flying sword that Xu Fengnian controlled only with his heart, and would be pierced through the instep by the flying sword, Tuoba Bodhisattva still did not hesitate.

Xu Fengnian was stepped on his chest and stepped into the mud at the bottom of the river again.

For some reason, Tuoba Bodhisattva could neither find Xu Fengnian's corpse nor Xu Fengnian's residual energy.

The young prince seemed to have evaporated from the world.

The Tuoba Bodhisattva, who had been looking for fruitless night along the river, was about to return to the Liangmang border, and then at dawn, Tuoba Bodhisattva saw the young man who refused to go to the Lord Yan to report obediently. River

Slowly walked out of the water on the other side.

The long sword behind him has disappeared.

He bit the scabbard with his mouth, holding the knife in both hands.

Neither of them crossed the river, 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 fought for thousands of miles, and finally ushered in the final battle in the majestic and dim night of a very rare heavy rain in the Western Regions.

The extremely simple collision is like the charge of the Liang Mang cavalry, without any fancy.

Xu Fengnian stabbed Tuoba Bodhisattva with a knife in both hands.

On the way back, Tuoba Bodhisattva hit Xu Fengnian's forehead with one punch.

In the end, Xu Fengnian first released the knife with one hand, then held the knife with five fingers with one hand, then clamped the knife with two fingers, and finally pushed the knife with one finger.

When Xu Fengnian loosened the knife completely, a transparent Tuoba Bodhisattva was stabbed in his abdomen and threw back heavily.

Xu Fengnian, who had the Beatles, fell straight back.

Lying in the mud, Tuoba Bodhisattva stretched out one hand trembling, unable to hold the handle of the knife, so he directly grasped the blade of the knife, pulled it out from the abdomen, and supported the other elbow on the ground, and then sat up with difficulty.

Xu Fengnian still doesn't move.

Toba Bodhisattva was relieved, smiled, cocked blood, looked at the knife in his hand, "It's a pity."

The Bodhisattva Tuoba suddenly raised his head, stunned, his face full of bitterness.

A sword flew suddenly, cutting through the rain curtain.

It's the "play"!

It wasn't until this moment that Tuoba Bodhisattva realized that the disappearing sword was actually waiting for this moment, waiting for the crucial moment when Tuoba Bodhisattva seemed to win the front line.

To do this, there must be no deviation in time and place. In order to set up this trap, the person must be inherently risky, distracted and "worried" by the flying sword "far in the sky". Knife desperately

Before that, you must pull the flying sword first, and then accurately kill him, who must be "close in front".

It is said that the Liyang cat died that way.

Toba Bodhisattva sighed softly. He could easily clean up the young man by giving him a half-incense recovery time.

The Bodhisattva Tuoba didn't regret too much, but he was a little regretful and aggrieved.

Is it time?

It's too late.

I didn't expect Tuoba Bodhisattva to have hope for another day?

Toba Bodhisattva closed his eyes.

Suddenly ~IndoMTL.com~ an old man with a head full of frost and snow stood in front of Tuoba Bodhisattva and stretched out a finger just to block the flying sword.

The flying sword that couldn't take the human head seemed to be wailing.

Extremely miserable.

Xu Fengnian, lying in the mud, kept the last trace of clarity, and roughly guessed the identity of this person, the creator of Beimang's spider web, and the shadow prime minister Li Mibi.

The old man smiled and said: "You must know that in order to stop Xu Yanbing and Tantai from being quiet, let the old man rush to this place first, but paid the price of more than 60 masters! The future Beimang rivers and lakes cannot be called the rivers and lakes. Oh."

The old man’s seemingly tepid greetings did not stop at all. After breaking the flying sword, in the heavy rain, he went straight to Xu Fengnian and laughed, "You Xu Fengnian can be regarded as a glorious defeat. Besides, I just lost to the Mandate of Heaven, Xu Xiao will probably not blame you."

At this moment, Xu Fengnian only felt a burst of water splashing in his ear.

He didn't know that a red sandalwood box fell heavily near him, and a young woman who finally arrived here with the sword of six thousand miles did not look at Xu Fengnian. She just said solemnly: "No death!"