The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 241: Quiet as a chill (4)
When Xu Fengnian took a step forward leisurely, his large sleeves in a black gold python robe shook lightly. 【】
Not far away, Li Haoran, the first disciple of Qi Jiajie, wears the famous sword "Eight Ganlu", and is a master of Northern Swordsman who claims to have eight swords in the Profound Realm.
The spectators upstairs and downstairs on both sides of the Xia Mawei Posthouse couldn’t help but sing in their hearts for Li Haoran silently. They are indeed the young master who can stand firm in Tai’an City, even in the face of the four great masters in the world. Xu Fengnian, one of them, can still be so calm. It’s no wonder that in the unpredictable capital city, many senior elders have threatened that Li Haoran will be able to compete with Mr. Qi Da’s martial arts realm within ten years. In his lifetime, he may not have the chance to climb the sword forest. Go and see Li Chungang and Deng Tai'a. Kendo scenery in the eyes of a few people.
The layman sees the excitement, the insider sees the doorway.
The rejuvenating Hengdao "Youth" couldn't help but sneered. The kid named Li was so confident that he was frightened and stupid. To be precise, it is not scared, but afraid to move. Xu Fengnian’s step seemed unremarkable, but it was an invitation to fight. The spirit of his spirit has spread throughout the street. The target of the invitation is the three of them, Zhao Gou, side by side, and some deep inside buildings on both sides of the street. Hidden characters. So the meaning of this step is very simple. Now that you are at the Xia Mawei Post House, the visitor is a guest, and he can afford to entertain the king of Beiliang because of his "big family and big business". Unfortunately, Li Haoran is not in this list.
Li Haoran, who is the closest to Xu Fengnian, has a hard time knowing that he is not a master of the finger profound realm, but he can use multiple finger profound swords. He has a keen sense of aura. It stands to reason that he encounters a strong enemy, meets on a narrow road, and meets his master. The "Eight Nectar" in the coherent sheath should be eager to try and tremble, but instead of demonstrating for it, the long sword in the sheath has acted as a tortoise with a shrunken head, and is so lifeless that there is a situation of human sword centrifugation, as if Yin and Yang are separated. Li Haoran is very talented. He has practiced swords for many years and has been doing well in martial arts. Whether it is the annual consultation with his master Qi Jiajie, or the Tangxi sword fairy Lu Baijie was appointed to Beijing as an official, he went outside the city to use his sword under Qi Jiajie’s instruction. Welcome, never encountered such a thing. At this moment, Li Haoran understood a truth. Whether it was the master who had high hopes for him, or the extraordinary Tangxi sword fairy Lu Baijie, he was pitying the younger swordsmen, so he never gave his best.
The lame old man has a heavy face, and asks the qi-training master: "Apart from Chai Qingshan in Dongyue Jianchi, are there other masters nearby?"
The strength soared to the cultivation base of the Great Celestial Elephant, everyone said bitterly: "Except for the three of us, we only noticed that the King of Northern Liang was also distracted by six auras. Four of them were in this post house restaurant, and the other two. Not here. It’s just like you. Outside of Chai Qingshan, I don’t know the identities of those five people. Even if Xu Fengnian hadn’t invited them to fight in this way, I wouldn’t have discovered their existence before."
The lame old man frowned and said, "The big and small masters in the capital have already moved closer to the imperial palace and the Qin Tianjian. It's reasonable, but where are those five people sacred?"
Speaking of this, the lame old man couldn't help looking around, his face full of strangeness, and said with emotion: "A total of five people! Five great masters who are inseparable from the enemy and us?! Just one or two fights, this capital will not be able to fly. Dog jumping?"
Suddenly, the lame old man looked at each other with the first person in Beidi's qi training, and saw a strong panic in the eyes of the other person.
They also thought of a terrible possibility. If one of the five people happened to be Cao Changqing, and if the arrival of the great official was a tacit understanding formed by Beiliang and Xichu, and once the other three chose to sit on the sidelines?
Originally, it was based on the strong foundation of Tai'an City. In the past two decades, except for Emperor Xianzhi of Emperor Wu, it may not have been able to stop it, and even Cao Changqing could not get what he wanted. Although the three of Han Shengxuan Liu Hao Shi Qi Jiajie are no longer there, this means that the palace, imperial, inner and outer cities in the four cities of Tai'an City, except for the lame old man who is responsible for guarding the outer city as always, have lost all of them. The man who sits in the guard of the city, but now Wu Jian, the master of kendo at the Wu Family Sword Tomb, replaced Master Liu Hao, plus the hidden talisman array blessed by several generations of celestial masters in Longhu Mountain, as well as the sage of Yan Sheng Gong Mansion. With the help of two scholars, Yuan Benxi and Xie Guanying, Zhao Gou dared to assure His Majesty that as long as the new Emperor Xu Fengnian enters the palace alone, he will have a bleak ending that can only enter but not exit, but he will suffer the pond fish by then. How much, is it one thousand or two thousand, or more, Zhao Gou didn't dare to pat his chest.
When Xu Fengnian is surrounded by a great master of similar realm, the Northern Qi trainers in Tai'an City have been killed and wounded, and the two large formations have been weakened a lot. Once Wu Jian of the Wu family sword mound is unwilling to stop deadly ,The consequences could be disastrous.
The Hengshou boy stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the short knife behind him, and sneered: "What can mother-in-law do, no matter what! This one, I'll take the lead!"
What the lame old man was about to say, the handsome and handsome head Zhao Gou had already begun to rush forward. He was not in a hurry to draw his sword out of the sheath, leaning forward, and rushing forward every step like a dragonfly, extremely light and agile.
I don't know when, the eye-catching young feudal lord in the python robe has already stood beside Li Haoran, who has always been "moving like a mountain", side by side, facing the street and the gate of the Xiamawei post hall one by one.
In the blink of an eye, everyone felt that they were forced to shake the gods, and they found that the unknown boy with a horizontal sword was standing stupidly in front of the young vassal king, still maintaining the position of holding the sword, the blade was only out of the sheath. half.
The spectators who are looking forward to a real peak battle, can't understand it at all.
Not long ago, the **** named Wu Laifu pulled out a whole knife from the King of Northern Liang, and when you came, he rushed forward and looked like a dog. No matter what. The King of Beiliang is in front of him, and suddenly there is no movement?
You said that you have a handle in your crotch, and it is not the gang of female fairies who yearn for the King of the North Liang in the rivers and lakes. Why are you stupefied there?
Both sides of the street suddenly booed and booed to death.
Except for the Xia Mawei Post House, except for the lame old man and the grandmaster of the gas trainer, those who can see the depth of the doorway do not go to the window to join in the fun. As for the heroic women who grab the treasure of Feng Shui and want to see it, what they want to see is that Kind of brilliant tricks that turned upside down, pay attention to how a world-shattering weeping ghosts come.
Almost no one noticed that the hand of the delicate young man holding the knife was already bloody, especially the palm of the hand that was close to the handle of the knife, and the bones were visible.
The sleeve of the arm holding the knife is even more torn apart.
The head of Zhao Gou, who was facing the young feudal lord, had bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
The Li Haoran who "I won't move if the enemy moves, I won't move if the enemy moves" beside them was sweating. He only heard the king of Beiliang smile and say to the man: "Know that you hide your assassin, but you So live now..."
The leader of Zhao Gou, who is "not to be in appearance," instantly removed all his disguise. At this moment, he stared down blankly.
The small half of the slightly slender arm pierced the chest.
The arm slowly withdrew.
The murderous giant Zhao Gou turned his head with difficulty, only to see an old mink hat, a delicate face, and the girl was still eating half a scallion pancake.
It's not wrong to kill and eat bread.
He knows her.
There is a vague record in Zhao Gou’s first-class secret file. Outside the city of Xiangfan, Qingzhou, she killed the assassin of Mingyin, the eleventh king of the world.
He is a madman who has prevented Wang Xianzhi from getting into the cold several times alone.
The killer died of the killer.
Xu Fengnian casually stretched out his hand to push the corpse away, and saw the slightly larger mink hat that concealed her brows and eyes. He lifted it for her, and then gently pressed it.
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "If you are really worried, then stand behind me and don't have to make a move. Well, just a little further away."
She didn't speak, and walked behind Xu Fengnian sternly, ten steps.
Xu Fengnian turned his head and looked at the girl helplessly.
She reluctantly swooped to the locust tree outside the post house, sat on a branch, rubbed her arm against the branch.
Xu Feng sighed young, looked into the distance, and said loudly: "Cao Changqing, Chen Zhibao, Deng Tai'a, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who of you will come first?"
Half a city can be heard.
Li Haoran swallowed and asked cautiously: "Master, or I will give in?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "It's okay, you just have to stand behind me."
The lame old man said solemnly: "We can go now."
The gas trainer grandmaster is a little regretful, and nodded.
The two passed away in a flash.
They can't afford to wade in this muddy water, and there are only a handful of them in the world.
The previous colleague Zhao Gou's knife didn't get out of the sheath, which was equivalent to Xu Fengnian telling them a cruel truth, just one move under the sky.
The qi-training master does not want to use his life to prove that "under the land gods, it is also a trick."
The green shirt scholar in a certain restaurant smiled, but poured himself a glass of wine.
The white-clothed man across the street frowned, and a white-faced man sitting at the table next to him, he stopped talking.
The purple-clothed woman at the head of Tai'an City hesitated for a moment, and then flew over the roof, like walking on the ground.
From the south of the city to the Xia Mawei Post House, thunder was raised on the ground. Song Tinglu, a young man from Dongyue Jianchi, blushed and said angrily: "Master, this guy is too arrogant, so why not count you as a master?!"
The girl with multiple long swords covered her mouth and smiled.
The elbow is turned out.
Chai Qingshan said in sorrow: "Since Master has never used a sword in Wudang escape from the summer town, then this life will not be qualified to shoot a sword at him, there is nothing to be angry. Tinglu, if you feel worthless for Master, Then practice the sword with your heart, don’t go fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. One way of martial arts, talent alone will not last a lifetime."
The girl fell into the well and made a face.
The boy snorted coldly.
The old patriarch of Wu's Jianzhong at the inn window said with a smile, "This kid!"
An old man in the room reminded with a sharp voice: "Don't forget your duty."
This person was the **** Bingbi, the **** who declared the decree to the king of Beiliang at that time.
Wu Jian didn't turn around, and smiled, "Oh?"
The Bingbi eunuch, who didn't put on the big red python robe, took a step back subconsciously.
Wu Jian's tone was indifferent, "The old man and King Shu came to watch the battle this time, just to make sure that Cao Changqing won't take the opportunity to go to the palace.
The north-south imperial street is strictly hierarchical. A man with a donkey who can only walk on the outermost imperial road honestly saw a young saber trotting quickly and shouted: "Young man, can Would you like to borrow the sword to use it?"
The young man who was rushing to the Xiamawei Posthouse to watch the game said impatiently: "Why?!"
The middle-aged man's bargaining tone: "Well, I am Mrs. Deng?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "Fuck you! You are Deng Tai'a? If you lead the donkey, you really think you are the Peach Flower Sword God? I'm still the King of Northern Liang! Dude~ IndoMTL.com~How about we both fought here?"
The man holding the donkey sighed: "The young man now."
The young man stared and said: "Why? Are you dissatisfied?!"
The man patted the old donkey on the back, "Old man, wait a while, I will go back. I, with this sword, went to say hello to Cao Changqing, saying goodbye to him. ."
In an instant, on the straight line from the south gate of Tai'an City to the Xiamawei Post House, as long as it is a swordsman with a sword, regardless of men, women, young or old, regardless of the back of the saber, regardless of the length of the sword, or the length of the sword.
Thousands of people, standing by an inconspicuous middle-aged man, held the sword they didn't know when they were unsheathed.
Cao Changqing finally put down the wine glass and stood up.
A purple Changhong went straight to the Xia Ma Wei Post House and rammed into Xu Fengnian.
As if endlessly.
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