The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 200: Dengxian?

The two hundredth chapter Dengxian?

Update time: 2013-02-23

After His Royal Highness and his party hurriedly left the city of Wudi, the strange little bug pinched his fingers. His face was pale, and he jumped off his horse abruptly, rolling on the road, tears and snots, with a pitiful heart-piercing appearance. Seeing that it felt like the old flower picker on horseback was slaughtered by a righteous person, Xu Fengnian had already learned from Tsing Yi about the magical powers of Dengtai Afeijian in killing people in the city, and the conversation between Peach Blossom Sword God and Little Insect. Vaguely guessing the absurd background of this "child", the little kid rolled over in dust, and finally stood in the middle of the road with his arms akimbo, facing the southwest, wiping off his nose and tears, and yelling: "His mother, Zhao Huangchao, this **** does something. No way, what do you do with our Dragon Tiger Mountain? Didn’t the Heavenly Master’s Mansion not let your favorite woman go up the mountain to burn incense? The younger generations are fighting, what are you old fellows who have been practicing for several lifetimes? Don’t **** think you It’s the old ancestor Lu, poor Dao dare not speak, of course, poor Dao is reasoning with you, don’t fight with me! Nine lucky lotus flowers, nine flowers! Poor Dao just has a little family background, both It’s no more to toss you up for the elderly. Is it easy to keep the family with a poor way and thrift for a lifetime? Is it easy?!"

Speaking of the end, a poor child sobbed and choked, and his shoulders trembled. It was true that those who heard it shed tears and saw those who were sad. Xu Fengnian gloated at the misfortune. He glanced at the crowded East China Sea from a distance. He took pleasure in suffering. He rode a horse to Long Yuxuan's side and asked with a smile: "Don't comfort your son?"

Long Yuxuan, who has no self-confidence, is at a loss, his face twitches, his head is in cold sweat, what is his son, the Guwazi who can be called the old **** by the new sword god, let him recognize that his grandfather is taking advantage of the sky.

The key point is that the child is going to die. At this moment, he turned to Long Yuxuan and shouted "Father." Long Yuxuan Ni Bodhisattva was also angry, and immediately replied, "Old ancestors, stop playing small, I call you Can your ancestors do it?"

The little insect said with a cold eye: "Calling your father, you are your father? Then I go to the capital to call the emperor's grandson, he is really my grandson? Look at you for so good!"

Long Yuxuan almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. If he hadn't cared about his hidden identity, he would dismount and hang up the **** thing. Xu Fengnian glanced at the happy friends, and finally fixed his eyes on the immature faces of the little insects. In the past, when browsing Taoist classics, I saw something like "over a hundred years old and looks like a baby" to describe the miracles of Taoist immortals. Sancai Meeting the Zhenying Infant, in response to the so-called return to nature by the new sword **** Deng Tai'a. Perceiving the gloomy eyes cast by His Royal Highness, the little bug patted her buttocks, put on a high-level demeanor, and habitually stroked his beard. After touching it twice, he felt empty. Only then did he remember that his posture after breaking through the barrier is childish. Tong, where's the beard can be pretentious, smirking, without pretending to conceal, swaggeringly walked to Long Yuxuan, climbed back on horseback, and went hand-in-hand with His Royal Highness, saying: "Poor Dao Longhushan Zhao Xuanyi."

Although Xu Fengnian had been mentally prepared, after hearing this little girl report to his family, his heart trembled. There are four ancestors of contemporary Taoism, Zhao Xiyi and two ancestors. Zhao Xituan is a rare generation, not only The family tree of the Tianshi Mansion Zhao's family tree is high in the top, and it is also among the best in the world. It is highly respected. After the Greek word is Dan, the Zhao Danxia and Zhao Danping brothers are the Dan generation, and the next is the Jingzi generation. In Longhushan, apart from Zhao Xiyi and Zhao Xituan, there are also some elders of the Greek character who can't get out of retreat, but they are either not a direct descendant of the heavenly masters, or they are mediocre. The two generations of Xuanzi generations, no one outside the mountain has heard that Gu Xi is an old age in the world, and this person in front of Xu Fengnian, conservatively estimated that both have lived two Gu Xi. His Royal Highness immediately took a high slope. It seemed that he was determined to wait for the old sword **** Li Chungang here. The child who claimed to be the real person of Xuanzi generation Longhu frowned and said: "No longer? Being so close, I am not afraid of Li Chungang again. If you lose to Wang Xianzhi, you won’t be able to eat anymore. Deng Tai’a kills people and donates swords in Wudi City, so he clearly used his mind."

Xu Fengnian looked at the sea without a word. He put the Huangli sword box with twelve flying swords on the carriage. For Deng Tai'a who is carrying the peach blossoms, how dare Xu Fengnian take it lightly? Deng Tai'a is famous for her grotesque words and deeds. After digging a hole, Xu Fengnian couldn't help but jump off without saying a word, and buried himself alive. At the beginning, Jing’an Wang Zhaoheng gave a copy of Wang Xianzhi’s knife book. Xu Fengnian was also not in a hurry to practice. He still needed to wait until he returned to Beiliang to appraise the white fox’s face and confirmed that it was beneficial and harmless before starting. After traveling thousands of miles a day, the muscles burst and the martial arts were exhausted. Who would Xu Fengnian go to complain about?

The battle on the surface of the East China Sea, the thunder and the rain were even louder, the river was overwhelmed, and the sword curtain was full. The people in Wudi City who were piled up on the seashore were dumbfounded. They never thought that the martial artist in the world could fight like this. Dozens of people who wanted to look closer were tossed with the qi and sword intent, leaving no bones left. Wang Xianzhi, the lord of Wudi City, white beard White hair, black robe, tall and burly figure, barefoot holding hands and standing on top of the raging waves, letting one thousand eight hundred swords rush one after another, breaking three feet away, falling into the sea, after eight hundred flying swords , It was able to push it close to two feet distance, another six hundred swords, and finally reached Wang Xianzhi's distance, full of sword qi and fierce qi clashed, lightning intertwined, chirping, piercing eardrums, and three hundred swords, Stabbed on the body of the white-haired Wang Xianzhi in a black robe, every inch of it was broken and unscathed. The spectators thought that after one thousand eight hundred swords were ineffective, the old sheepskin fur man was going to lose his skills. "The word, all the broken swords from falling into the sea surfaced, converging into a melting pot into a giant sword that is unparalleled in the world, lying between the two of them.

When the sword was completed, the sky was broken, and the bright golden light slowly poured down.

The not surprising-looking old man laughed loudly and said: "Li Chungang's sword opened the gate of heaven, can it kill you Wang Xianzhi?"

Li Chungang opened the gate of heaven with one sword.

Straightforward, this mountain is Kunlun.

The people on the hillside are all in a daze. This is the real land god.

When Shu was ashamed of Yang Qingfeng, and even the blue bird couldn't help but look up at the peak of the East China Sea, the screams of horses and the clang of knives came from everyone's ears. Looking back, Long Yuxuan and the horse sitting on the little bug stopped him. "Cut off", watching the happy Long Yuxuan sitting in a pool of blood, with a blank face, somehow the horse would break from the waist, like a chopstick being pinched by two fingers. What's even more strange is that the scary little ancestor of Longhushan stood between the two steed corpses, his face sinking like water, and the son of the dead who drew a knife to kill was taken back to Xiudong, and even Donglei was pulled out.

The light smile of Zhao Xuansu, who was seriously inconsistent with his age and mind, was a little bit irritating, and asked, "Xu Fengnian, how did you know that the poor Dao wanted to take action against you?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Tian Shi Zhao, after knowing your identity, my son was thinking that the realm of the old sword **** Li Chungang and the new sword **** Deng Tai'a is almost the same, why Li Chungang only thinks that you have a weird background, but don’t look at it. You have a realm of immortality and happiness? Very simple, in the city of Wudi, you have already had a murderous heart against this son, and you have leaked the clues of the movement of Qi. Originally, you wanted to take advantage of Li Chungang's absence and let the son of Wudi be killed violently in Wudi City. In front of Wu Nu, you can blame Wang Xianzhi, but you are countless, but you did not count that Deng Tai'a also hid the momentum into the city and broke your identity. If it is limited to this, the son of this world has always respected the superior. He didn't know how to draw his sword and face each other. The **** Zhao went down the mountain and recognized Long Yuxuan as his father. I dare to ask God Immortal Zhao, but because of the withered Longchi Nine Qi Luck Lotus, he was completely intent on killing his son, and he didn’t even have patience?"

Zhao Xuansu smiled calmly and said: "The mountains outside the mountains say that you are the straw bag among the golden jade and other defeats. I met with my own eyes during this trip, and it is really a bit of a fight for the young man."

Xu Fengnian didn’t hide it, squinting his eyes and said: “Besides, the old **** may not know. Before Longhu, in the Kuanglu Mountain, the old son had dealt with that Zhao Huangchao. Only then did the old **** reveal his true feelings. , On the ground, I don’t know the importance of others, but my son in this world can hear it in a cold sweat. I really don’t conceal it,"

Zhao Xuansu smiled, stretched out his arms, and transformed into mystery, and absorbed the cheap old man who was like a big enemy into the immature palm, with a bang, the whole person exploded like a snowball, the corpse fell to the ground, compared to the divided horse Still unsightly. This Taoist priest who fits the metaphor of a thousand-year king and eighty-thousand-year turtle just stared at His Royal Highness, and did not look at the immortal Long Yuxuan, just lightly said with emotion: "Life is impermanent, fortune and disaster depend on each other."

Xu Fengnian was also not shocked at all, nor turned his head to the flower picker who died suddenly when he became a guest of the North Liang. He did not even wipe the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, looking down at the ancestor of Longhushan, curious. Asked: "My son was lucky enough to guess that the old **** would make a move, but as for why he wanted to kill the killer, I was still a little puzzled. I hope the old **** will solve the puzzle."

Zhao Xuansu stretched out his hands and pressed it down, Shu Xiu and Yang Qingfeng, together with the horses, seemed to be pressed to the ground by Wanjun in an instant. The two horses were pressed into mud, and the two Beiliang retreated to the ground. Suffering hard, Qi Qiao bleeds, facing this Longhushan Patriarch, there is no way to fight back.

The Taoist glanced at the surface of the East China Sea and chuckled: "The elder son will delay time. It's okay. Why don't you wait for the opening of Tianmen Cave? Li Chungang, Li Chungang, you deserve to be the first person in kendo for five hundred years after Lu Zu." /

The dying Shu Xiu vomited blood and lay on the ground, struggling to say: "Your Highness, help me!"

Xu Fengnian turned a deaf ear to his ears and smiled: "Why, the old **** has such mysterious and magical powers, and he is afraid that he will not be able to fly up because of the illusory luck?"

The Taoist sighed, "How not to be afraid, this is the end of the matter, so I will explain it to you. The poor Taoist Zhao Xuansu and Yuhua Dengxian are only a thin line apart. Jiazi used to be like this, but unfortunately Jiazi will continue to be like this afterwards. Killing Long Yuxuan, can't escape the four characters of good fortune and evil, the poor Dao is in the Zhao family of the Tianshi Mansion, and the surname of Zhao is the same as the son of the day. The ancients said that an honest official could hardly break the housework, because the poor Tao had a little understanding of the origin of air luck, and he was not clear about it, and it was not cleaned up. When entering the Wudi City, I encountered Deng Tai'a. , Fate should not be extinct, Pang Dao is also happy to be a tortoise with a shrunken head, hiding in the one-third acre of Longhu Mountain, but unfortunately, Li Chungang even opened the gate of heaven with his sword. Pang Dao is killing you, and you can also take the opportunity Feisheng, you see, that is Tianmen. Pang Dao once bet with Zhao Huangchao that whoever soars first will lose a seal. Once Pang Dao soars today, his aura will retribute. If he dares to accept the seal, he must go. I'm looking for Zhao Huangchao. As for you, Xu Fengnian died under Wang Xianzhi's nose. The Zhao family used Xu Xiao's butcher knife to cut this piece of rotten meat in Wudi City. A little bit of compensation."

Xu Fengnian tut complimented: "The old **** has a good abacus."

Zhao Xuansu laughed and said: "Pan Dao has lived a lot of years, his path is flat, but his face is thick."

The Taoist smiled and said: "I advise you not to expect the two land immortals over there to notice the strangeness here. The poor Tao still has the ability."

An instant gun bends like an arc moon, sweeping down in the air.

Zhao Xuansu stayed still, letting the gun hit the immature body, but in the next scene, the blue bird vomited blood and flew out.

The Taoist said with regret: "It's a pity that the female doll is such a root."

Then looked at His Royal Highness Shizi, it seemed to be a little mocking: "You can still calm down?"

The blue bird stood up swayingly, never letting go of the spear.

Xu Fengnian glanced at Shu Xiu and Yang Qingfeng was struggling with support, waved his hand to stop the blue bird trying to fight the Taoist, and asked: "Everyone here must die?"

Zhao Xuansu nodded.

Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "Let me come first?"

Zhao Xuansu didn't have any nonsense, he shrank into an inch in an instant, and rushed to Xu Fengnian. He didn't give him a chance to block his sword, and he was a killer.

"Haha."

Just to touch His Royal Highness.

A hand knife stabbed strangely.

The realm is as high as Zhao Xuansu, and he was also repelled by this magical trick. When he looked down, a scarlet blood trough was left behind his neck.

I looked up and saw a girl with a stale smile.

Zhao Xuansu frowned, and saw the sword open the gate in the distance, propping up the sea and sky. It was clear that the best time had come. He twisted his neck, his body creaked, and made a weird sound like a series of soybeans exploding.

Zhao Xuansu sneered and said: "Yes, not bad. His Royal Highness has some ways and deeds, and he forced Pang Dao to call out his true body."

The bones and flesh of Taoist people are like old trees and begin to grow in spring.

Xu Fengnian said flatly: "Real people don't show their faces. It turns out that it is such a saying. You are an expert, but you are really not high, not to mention the old sword **** Li Chungang, or the new sword **** Deng Tai'a, it's far from it. "

Zhao Xuansu was very angry, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"Nephew, this flattery is so good."

A characteristic mellow voice came from under the hillside.

"The sword is given first, and half the gratitude is paid back~IndoMTL.com~After the murder, the other half is paid back. It saved you twice. Starting today, Deng Tai'a and your mother, Wu Su, will not owe each other again."

"A real person does not show his face, and he does not show his face. No matter how high a person is, he clearly lives on a dog for a lifetime. Deng Tai'a is here to kill the dog."

"Since Senior Li's swordsmanship was in the East China Sea, and pearls and jade are in front, Deng Tai'a is not easy to laugh and be generous."

"Sword up!"

Zhao Xuansu showed a panic look for the first time, and said angrily: "Tao Deng, how do you know what happened here?!"

"Deng Tai'a raises the sword, how does the world know to be at the pinnacle."

Standing ten feet away, Deng Tai'a opened her hand and smiled and said: "Crown, Suzaku, Huang Tong."

"Mayfly, witch hazel."

"Too great."

Six small swords came out of the box.

They were nailed to Zhao Xuansu's Tianling cover, the temples on both sides, and the three dantians.

"Taoist Yan Dazheng has attained immortality, but the earth will sink and the mountains and rivers will be crushed. How about you let Deng Mou open his eyes?"

The body collapsed, and Zhao Xuansu actually used his soul to get out of his body!

Swimming towards the gate of heaven like a stunned rainbow.

Deng Tai'a took a step forward, still not in a hurry, and smiled softly: "Want to go to the immortal? You have to ask Deng Tai's sword before."

"Come back!"

The six-handed flying sword is clearly nailed to Zhao Xuansu's body, but the outline of the six swords is reflected in the Taoist's out-of-aperture primordial spirit, and the golden light is blooming.

It actually dragged the soul back to the body abruptly.

Without a word, Xu Fengnian split it in half with a single knife, and said with a grinning smile: "I will let you be immortal!"