The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 23: People leave their swords and return to the mountains

The Taoist watched the sword across the bank, and was amazed. The sword intent of Wang Xiaoping's sword was enough to be called the pinnacle of the swordsman in the world. It can no longer be simply called a rune sword or a sword move. m

There is a very important reason why generations of swordsmen can rise and fall in the martial arts. The master of kendo can often ignore the realm wherever he is. It can also penetrate into the sky with one sword, even break the bottleneck, and directly rise to the level of a land immortal.

The long, full-looking blue dragon is hundreds of feet long, floating on his side, like Wang Xiaoping carrying a sword on his shoulder.

As this great Xuantong Taoist Wudang Mountain hollowed out a section of the river, the leaning boats on the river flowed into the Guangling Waterway along with the subsequent river water. It happened to be able to see this thrilling scene, one by one swaying, about Mo It is Wang Xiaoping's spirit that is very fair and peaceful, and all viewers are surprised but not afraid. As the turbulent river water filled the waterway again, the ferry passengers could take the opportunity to get a glimpse of the immortal demeanor. Some ferry passengers who had originally rushed upstream also took out their money, desperately asking the owner to turn the bow of the ship and go down with the water. The reason why they were not afraid of being hit by the pond fish was that the sword tip began to shift and moved to the shore, and the old man in Mai, who was standing on the river, also swept ashore and changed the battlefield together.

Wang Xianzhi only touched the ground with one toe, and the green sword hit the ground. The distance between one sword and one sword was less than three feet.

Wang Xianzhi changed from the point of his toes to a solid ground, while the other of his toes hit the ground in the next step, without any evasion, and hit straight out with a punch.

The huge green sword suddenly "stopped" one foot away, exploding a splendid splash, then turned into a mist and disappeared.

The water curtain created by the collision between this fist-gang and the sword-qi seems to have no end.

This Baizhang Water Sword was severely damaged, and it was shortened at the speed of the Jiangshang Ferry's naked eye, and it quickly consumed ten feet of the sword.

Wang Xianzhi's figure remained unmoving, but she seemed to be patiently polished, and soon she didn't want to stand and be beaten again. She stepped on her back step as her forefoot, and then threw a punch with her left hand. The punch was extremely powerful, not just smashed. The new "sword tip", which was rotten, was able to smash an entire green sword and the sword body swayed and swayed endlessly.

The countless slender and mixed sword auras hidden in the big water blue sword began to shoot out in all directions, magnificent.

After that, the old man who had been roughly guessed as the lord of Wudi City by the passenger fisted one step at a time, and instead of retreating, he struck the ninety-zhang long sword to eighty zhang, seventy zhang, until half a sword fifty zhang, Wang Xianzhi He only slightly retracted the offensive, just like martial arts practice, if you don’t advance against the current, you will retreat. When he closes his hand, the originally blocked sword force seems to be waiting for this moment. The momentum is fierce, and it is only a little bit far away. A full level of realm. Wang Xianzhi slid back for a certain distance, leaped gently, slapped it with a palm, and slapped it on the tip of the huge sword. The tip of the sword was forced down. The green sword plunged into the ground, tearing the arch and turning out a groove, the huge sword It made an arc under the ground, drilled out of the ground, and the arc continued. The sword body finally formed a big circle. The sword tail was not far from Wang Xianzhi's feet.

The Taoist cultivating hidden solitary in Longhushan feels with emotion. In his eyes, this sword style is like a rule like a bi, and the general outline is like the sky on the outside and the earth on the inside. In the past, the sword was in the Diamond Realm, while the sword used by Jiejiang refers to the mysterious. Now the half sword out of the sheath can be regarded as the spirit of the sky sword. Within the big circle, there is the sword spirit. In fact, the three belong to the same sword. This unfinished sword never showed signs of failure, and his spirits continued to rise. Even Wang Xianzhi didn’t have the ability to switch between the celestial phenomena of the fingers to stop him. Wang Xianzhi confronted others. For more than sixty years, he had almost never used a higher realm to crush anyone. He always liked to fight in the same realm. The opponent tried his best with all his tactics and energy, even if he lost to him, he still had no regrets. Therefore, the previous constriction of his fist was to learn in advance the magic of Wang Xiaoping's instant ascension of this sword. At this moment, facing the energetic "Yuanbi Yijian", Wang Xianzhi raised his hands down, and "lifted" two different colors of purple and green qi, making them swords and swords respectively.

The Taoist laughed softly: "It is not common to let Wang Xianzhi pick up weapons to meet the enemy."

Suddenly in the shape of lifting a sword and holding a knife, Wang Xianzhi, who is already a strong figure, is even more arrogant, like a heavenly **** man who came to the world.

However, Wang Xianzhi did not hand out any complicated and ingenious moves, only a horizontal knife and a vertical sword, the horizontal knife cuts the jade bi, and the vertical sword cuts the blue water.

A piece of priceless jade is like being smashed to the cold hard ground, the scene is extremely dazzling.

The situation is changing so fast that the Taoist who is cultivating in Longhu Mountain also has a flower in front of his eyes. When he looks at it again, he has already seen the fifty-foot-long blue half-sword torn apart. Taoists thought that Wang Xiaoping’s celestial phenomenon half sword was the ultimate, but he soon realized that he had underestimated the Wudang sword idiot who had been down the mountain for many years, Wudang Dangxing, Xingyishan carried two Dao, Tian Dao and Wu Dao, the palm of the previous generation. Teaching Hong Xixiang almost achieved both bear paws and shark fins, but he went down the mountain too hastily, and left the world in a hurry, so Wang Xiaoping had to carry a sword at the worst. Taoists have been living in Longhu Mountain, the ancestor of Taoism for so many years, and have always felt that the human touch of Wudang Mountain is too heavy. People are slightly changed.

Wudang has a large peak of eighty-one peaks.

Wang Xianzhi is surrounded by eighty-one swords of different lengths and thicknesses. The tips of the swords point to the sky at the same time. The strength of the Lingxi sword completely coincides with the strength of the Zhengrong Mountain, so that a quiet and distant Taoist can easily recognize the name of the mountain symbolized by each of the eighty-one swords.

Wang Xianzhi smiled lightly. Whether it’s Qi Xuan frame sitting high on the Demon Slayer, or Hong Xixiang riding a crane down the south of the Yangtze River, he never had "general knowledge" with Wang Xianzhi, but he had to regret it. I studied for many years. At first I wanted to target Qi Xuan frame. Later, Qi Xuan frame was said to be Yuhua Dengxian. Afterwards, a descendant of Wudang from the sword town of Longhushan appeared again. Wang Xianzhi picked up that trick again and continued to silently check the missing parts. , Just disappointed again, in the end there was never a chance to shoot. Since Wang Xiaoping didn't let herself down, Wang Xianzhi no longer deliberately concealed herself, squatted slightly on her knees, and acted as Na Overlord to carry the power and pull the tide. When the Eighty-One Sword flew across the top, a huge gorge wall that was far more magnificent than a boulder was also uprooted.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Everyone in the world mistakenly believes that the magical power of moving mountains and seas is only an absurd legend in that strange novel.

At this time, the boat ferry passengers on the river saw it with their own eyes, and they were so scared that many people bowed down on the bow of the ship, afraid to look at the flying mountain that covered the sky and the sun.

One mountain suppressed the Eighty One Peak.

The unbelievable fact is that Wang Xianzhi himself is also in the category of Feishan's suppression.

Obviously, Wang Xianzhi is going to use this to defeat Wang Xiaoping. The old man moved the mountain. If you can't break the mountain, how can you tell Wang Xianzhi a winner!

A cliff was crushed down.

The dust on the bank of the Guangling River pierced the eardrums with the sound.

Wang Xiaoping dug out a section of the river to make a sword that is unique between heaven and earth, but the missing wooden sword is where the root lies. The peach-wood sword is originally a Taoist town house artifact, Wang Xianzhi unexpectedly The sword of Shanzhen is undoubtedly a great challenge to the Wudang Mountain that Lu Zu proved the truth.

Wang Xiaoping’s sword is a new sword, and Wang Xianzhi’s mountain is also a new mountain.

On the top of the new mountain, an old white-haired old man who is very old in terms of this river and lake, his sackcloth is not stained with dust, and he stands with his hands.

The new sword that was only half-stroke didn't disappear, but broke through the mountain, leaving only one sword in the eighty-one sword.

The water sword is no more than three feet, but the sword is ten feet long.

Ten Zhang Jian Qi is left from the Baizhang Qingshui Long Sword.

Wang Xiaoping seems to have been defeated repeatedly, but in the eyes of the old Taoist who has a difficult cultivation base, it is not easy for Wang Xianzhi to win on the top of the mountain. The hemp sleeves have been ruined. There must not be too many side branches, caused by the diarrhea of ​​the vigorous air machine, and the coarse hemp on the knees has also changed from careful weaving to slightly looser.

The Taoist looked at the short but long flying sword outside the mountain, with some fear in his eyes.

A report pays a report.

It is worthy of being the most persistent sword idiot on Wudang Mountain. You Wang Xianzhi used the Feishan Zhenjian sword, and my Wang Xiaoping took your head with the Feijian sword.

Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and the last ten miles are the most difficult, especially mountain climbing.

If you want to completely break Wang Xiaoping and go to this complete sword, it is mountaineering. The more difficult it gets.

Sword is so.

The one who draws the sword?

I was thinking about returning to the mountains for the last time to see old talents, right?

The Taoist is a bit embarrassed. This is the swordsman Wang Xiaoping finally realized that he wanted in his life?

Longhushan, there have been soaring humans in the past, and they have far surpassed Wudang in the past three hundred years, but it seems that there has never been such a sword.

The old Taoist can't help but his eyelids twitch.

The sword is out!

Wang Xianzhi shouted angrily, ran into the head, guessed a big hole on the top of the crumbling Feishan, stepped on the mountain several feet with each step, broke the sword energy, and pushed a palm on the tip of the sword. superior.

Man can die, sword can be destroyed.

Seven-foot man and three-foot sword, man and sword, still have a spirit.

Not refundable!

Sword energy, sword intent and sword front, are all destroyed inch by inch.

Wang Xianzhi's steps have also become extremely slow, and his tall body and palms can only advance forward by inch.

A hole was broken in the palm of his hand.

When the first person of the day finally broke through the Sanchi Sword in an unparalleled posture, not only was his palm **** and bloody, but also a trace of sword energy pierced a scarlet blood flower in his chest.

The sword energy dissipated behind Wang Xianzhi~IndoMTL.com~ One sword has penetrated Wang Xianzhi.

The old Taoist with the same surname as the emperor of the Zhao family sighed heavily.

The Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, his heart was shaken, and he looked towards the shore.

Wang Xiaoping is already dead?

Almost no one noticed that there was a flash of light and shadow in the sky at the time of Feishanzhen Sword.

It seems to be returning to the mountains for generations.

At that time, the middle-aged Taoist with the highest grade in Wudang sat cross-legged, looking at the river, his face is withered, but his expression is peaceful, his warm smile has never been revealed in those years on the mountain, "Little brother, can't wait It’s time for you to go home."

Wang Xiaoping closed his eyes, not looking at his last sword at all.

So, that sword was Wang Xiaoping, who had regrets but had a clear conscience, his sword after death.