The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 25: The girl under the mountain is a tiger

(Don’t forget to collect~There are two more chapters today.) Jiang Ni seems to be obsessed with watching the fruits and vegetables grow up little by little. To be a **** and a hatchet.

Xu Fengnian took advantage of the moon star to go to the vegetable garden to fertilize one day, but was hit by Jiang Ni who couldn't sleep. She chased and killed half of the mountain with the magic rune insane.

Xu Fengnian didn't dare to return to the hut in the next few days, grabbing some wild animals and barbecue for every meal.

At first, Hong Xixiang didn't dare to follow the big fish and big meat. Later-he couldn't stand the gluttons in his belly. After having a start, he got out of control. When he met, he glared at His Royal Highness and opened his mouth. He smiled and asked what he caught today. This is greatly inconsistent with the Qing rules and precepts on the mountain.

Xu Fengnian admires that he can stand the bull-riding babble in his ears every day, just like the gadfly on the **** of the green bull.

Hundreds of books have been moved up the mountain. Of course, Xu Fengnian didn't want to make a two-leg bookcase. When he was ignorant, he caught Hong Xixiang and explained it.

The most interesting part is that there are many clever tricks that seem to be unsolvable. There are often solutions in another secret book. This kind of contradiction that requires patience to look for is the most beneficial to Xu Fengnian. It's hard to say how high the swordsmanship of His Royal Highness is now, but his vision is a little bit higher.

During this period, Xu Fengnian brought out a long-lost copy of "Da Wei Attack" as a practice classic. The moves are simple, but the moves are strong and domineering, striving for a deadly move, and then he asks Wudang for a set of unknown. Xu Fengnian's **** technique tends to be feminine. Xu Fengnian didn't like it, but Hong Xixiang was recommended by his face. He boasted so much that he did not become the best in the world.

At the beginning, Xu Fengnian still refused. The dry-mouthed Uncle Master had to play the finale. Even Xu Fengnian had to admit that he was really shocked by this guy: the bull rider took off a handful. The bamboo leaves were sprinkled in the strong wind, and then they walked with the bamboo leaves, sticking out with a palm, Xu Fengnian only saw him there dangling like a drunk, "jumping around", but he glued all the bamboo leaves back together. The palm of the hand.

Xu Fengnian, who was chewing on a wild pheasant's leg, got a boxing sheet but still couldn't help it, had to ask: "The more you practice this boxing method, the more it resembles a lady's play, shouldn't you deliberately cheat me?"

The cannibal master uncle touched his greasy mouth, and said solemnly: "How dare the trail fool your Royal Highness!"

Xu Fengnian suspiciously asked: "Who created this method?"

Uncle Master's eyes rolled around, swallowing wild pheasant meat, and said with a dry smile: "His Royal Highness, don't delay your knife training, I have to go for cattle."

Xu Fengnian put the scabbard on the shoulder of Hong Xixiang, and sneered: "If you don't say anything, you can punch out all the things you eat."

Uncle Master said mysteriously: "The trail was found inadvertently on the top floor of Xuanyue Palace. It is a long time and cannot be verified. It must be the painstaking effort of a real person from a senior."

Xu Fengnian took the sword and sank his dantian. According to the boxing technique, he drew six circles in the air, one circle and one circle, all of which looked alike, but he always felt that the wrist of the bamboo forest was a few mountains away from the day when he rode the bull. The distance, not to mention the similarity, the appearance is unsatisfactory.

The uncle Master, who was busy leading the way, glanced at Xu Fengnian's posture, nodded slightly, and said with a bright smile:

"This set of boxing is deduced all the way back from Bagua to Sixiang, Sancai and Liangyi, but it is still far from Taiji Wuji.

His Royal Highness's techniques are already quite light and mellow, and the opening and closing are orderly, extremely difficult, much faster than I was before, but there are still some small flaws that need to be corrected. Thousands of pounds, this set of boxing is a trick of one or two strokes of a thousand pounds.

His Royal Highness needs to remember one thing when practicing, punching the land of the cow, seeking small but not big, seeking quiet but not moving, can you get the beauty of all things in your life, reaching the peak, you can’t add one feather. , Flies cannot fall, one leaf knows autumn, buds know spring. "

Xu Fengnian thought about chewing, and sneered: "There is some use in punching the crouching land, but the rest is just nonsense."

Hong Xixiang laughed and did not refute.

Xu Fengnian squinted and smiled: "Riders, you like meat so much. There are the most yellow cranes on this mountain. Would you just lie down?"

Hong Xixiang smiled dryly: "I can't use it. Wudang cranes are psychic, and they are all my childhood playmates. Killing them is more uncomfortable than killing me."

Xu Fengnian joked: "Can you ride on the back of a crane to play? Taoist immortals climb to the immortal, isn't there a way to ride a crane and soar?"

Hong Xixiang shook his head and said: "I never thought about this. I grew up afraid of heights."

Xu Fengnian contemptuously said: "Afraid of going down the mountain, afraid of heights, afraid of women, what else are you not afraid of?"

Hong Xixiang sighed heavily, frowning.

The bull rider suddenly raised his ears and cautiously said: "His Royal Highness, I'll go lead the bull first, you'd better go back to the hut and take a look."

Xu Fengnian squeezed the embroidered winter knife and rushed back. Who else on the mountain can make trouble for himself if he eats a bear heart and leopard guts? If it does, it will definitely not be an ordinary role.

Seeing the hut, Xu Fengnian stopped abruptly and walked slowly through the bamboo forest.

Outside the house, there are three uninvited guests with unfamiliar faces. They don't wear Wudang linen or silk robe. Among them is a fragile boy with rich and gorgeous clothes.

Xu Fengnian is very familiar with Zhong Mingding’s cannibalism, but he can tell at a glance that he has a wealth of wealth. This kid is very skillful in embroidery and knitting, and there are rare things that are priceless. This is the second thing. Playing around with two night pearls, they have excellent texture and are known as dragon **** and phoenix eyes.

Two middle-aged men stood beside the haughty-looking young man, one with a big waist and ten rounds, a sturdy body, a standard swallow-jacketed tiger beard, a leopard head and eyes. Xu Fengnian’s comment is that this man is good-looking and capable. Suppressing ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, this big man hung a simple pair of knives around his waist, one long and one short, he stood a little further away.

Another gloomy man with a white face and no beard is closer to the son's brother, bending slightly, standing with his hands behind him, wearing a plain white shirt, always giving a cold impression of a silver ring snake.

Jiang Ni, who was standing in the vegetable garden, had red eyes, staring at these three people, his lips had been bitten by himself. There was a five-finger palm mark on the delicate cheek, which was red and swollen.

The vegetable garden she carefully cultivated has been ruined, the wooden frame has fallen, the seedlings have been broken, and it has almost been turned upside down.

His Royal Highness was only kindly watering and fertilizing, and she was chased by Jiang Ni. The vegetable garden was pounded into such a field. She must have worked hard, but the opponents were many and powerful, and they were not compassionate. Stubble, she suffered a dumb loss.

Perhaps in Jiang Ni's opinion, the Northern Liang Palace is a luxurious and desolate bird cage, but apart from the bird-raising Royal Highness, who would dare to point fingers at her? Let alone slap her in the face.

Xu Fengnian, with his hands wrapped in cloth and holding a knife, has a sinking face, and walks straight to the three of them barefoot.

Jiang Ni, my son can be bullied, you can’t bully!

Who cares about your father and your mother?

The handsome young man gently tilted his head, with some fine freckles on the tip of his nose. He glanced at Xu Fengnian, who was approaching, with contempt. When his gaze shifted to Xu Fengnian's left hand with the embroidered winter knife, he slowly said: "Yeah, this knife is good-looking, I like it tightly, go, interrupt his hands, the knife belongs to me."

The man heard the words and looked at Xu Fengnian with a little pity in his eyes.

From beginning to end, Xu Fengnian didn't say a word.

Ten steps away from the strong man, he rushed forward suddenly, embroidered winter out of the sheath, and cut a sharp and sharp knife at three steps, whistling into the wind.

The bronze bell-like eyes of the man who didn't plan to use the sword flashed with a sharp brilliance. Not seeing how he drew the sword, he blocked Xu Fengnian's sharp sword with a short sword in his left waist.

The handle of the short knife is wrapped with gold and silver wire, and it is well-made. It is a good knife for full-time combat.

Xu Fengnian's sharp edge was blocked with a single blade, and he didn't blindly compete for strength. He took advantage of the momentum to bounce back and drew a stunning arc. With one turn of his figure, he swept out with the second blade.

The heroic man showed a hint of surprise, and quickly converged his mind to underestimate the enemy, with his right foot retreated for a half step, his left arm pulled out a large wheel, and cut it off in the air, no longer on the defensive, but with the help of his natural divine power to destroy the dead. The kid with the knife in front of him swept it out and couldn't lift the knife anymore.

Xu Fengnian, who has long been known by the white-haired old Kui church when he is ready and when to regain his strength, avoids his blade, suddenly plays a hidden extra three-point strength, the speed is close to the sword of a double-knife man, and he just hides between the electric light and flint. After the brutal slashing of the big man.

Xu Fengnian deliberately or unintentionally incorporated the bullfighting technique into the sword technique. The body is like a spinning top. After a circle, the speed does not decrease but increases. Combined with the hob technique of self-realization, it is perfectly seamless, in crisis. A realm that couldn't be reached in the past broke out in the face, and it was truly accomplished in one go. With endless vigor, Xu Fengnian exhaled in peace and comfort, so that the second Xiudong swept away the momentum of the first.

The man who missed the sword was angrily stunned. This kid didn't know how to go or retreat. He was single-handed and had a strange angle. It was not easy for people of his age. It was a pity that he was a talent.

Finally annoyed, although he still did not draw out the long knife in his right hand, the short knife in his left hand began to leave no room, and his wrist creaked without warning, and the blade suddenly appeared to be tilted upwards, as if he had caught a big East China Sea whale. Suddenly hit the extremely clear blade of Xiudong.

Xu Fengnian’s alarm clock jumped out of the phrase that no flies would not fall, and subconsciously tried his best to swept back, stepping on a series of small messy arcs under his feet, finally stabilizing his figure.

Swallowing a bite of blood back into his stomach, embroidering winter in his hands did not tremble.

The brawny man with two knives is not eager to pursue him, so he doesn't move.

I want to interrupt Xu Fengnian's son who has both hands and there is no need for men around him to whisper.

Xu Fengnian tore off the cloth strips in his right hand, and Xiudong turned from left to right, just staring at the short knife of three big ginger-weight men in front of him. All the Zan Dang knives worn by the royal nobles of the East Vietnam have been confiscated into the treasury. The big ones are called Zang Dang Swords and the small ones are called Z Dang Jin Swords. I never thought I could see the true face of this beautiful couple here."

The brawny man with a brocade on his waist and a knife on his waist showed a different color, and he tugged at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Good eyesight."

Xu Fengnian pretended to be innocent and said: "Then you are not the Dongyue royal family who has died in the country? How can a bereaved dog go to Wudang Mountain to bite?"

The brawny man who was stabbed in the underbelly was not angry, and his quiet cultivation skills were as outstanding as the swordsmanship, but he said blankly and flatly: "Is it enough for you to rest for ten stops?"

Xu Fengnian holds Xiudong in his right hand and does not speak.

The young man with freckles on his nose said impatiently: "What do you want to say to him? I only need a knife. After breaking this person's hands, I will live or die. It's up to my fate!"

Xu Fengnian, whose left hand is full of blood, unexpectedly lifted the scabbard, because he was afraid that his opponent would have double knives and would suffer a single-handed blow against the enemy?

Seeing this situation, the people of Eastern Vietnam sneered.

Xu Fengnian does not want to sprint again. The hob is like a snowball. He has been practicing swordsmanship for half a year. He is incisively and vividly. The lonely souls and ghosts left over from the East Yue lightly downplayed Xu Fengnian's unskilled moves one by one, deliberately waiting for Xu Fengnian. The moment the Qi machine had to change, the killer was hurt. This torture was like the neck of a knife holder, but the knife was not allowed to breathe.

The moment Xu Fengnian was exhausted in his dantian, he stubbornly resisted a slash of the gesture, and at the same time threw the scabbard in his left hand like a wild horse. His eyelids twitched, and he turned his head against the taboo of the battle to determine whether this **** throw would result in unbearable consequences.

This was Xu Fengnian’s best chance to hurt the enemy, but when the corner of his eye saw the man's right hand slightly moving, Xu Fengnian knew that he was not good, and forced to suppress the impulse to speculate and retreat. Sure enough, Dongyue At the same time as the lonely soul turned his head, the Yan Dang Sword was unsheathed, and a crack as deep as two feet was drawn on the mud ground in front of Xu Fengnian.

Shocking.

In addition to adjusting the Qi machine, Xu Fengnian took the time to look at the embroidered winter scabbard~IndoMTL.com~ I saw the man in white shirt sticking out his crossarm and gently pinching Xu Fengnian's bound scabbard.

I don’t know if he didn’t respond to the crisis at all, or he was born with a general demeanor. He laughed and said, “You embroidered pillow, you are a trick of carving insects, and you want to kill me? I’m not afraid to laugh and be generous. Do you know who these two people are in front of you? !"

Xu Fengnian saw that the Dongyue Swordsman didn’t mean to use the knife, and finally had the opportunity to carefully look at the freckled boy brother, who was only freckled by His Royal Highness. He suddenly understood and smiled: "Little lady, you just talk about it. See if you can scare me."

The son's face flushed, raised his leg and kicked the white and clean middle-aged man beside him, screaming: "Kill him!"

The man finally opened the golden mouth, his voice was sharp and harsh, and he was neither yin nor yang, "seeking death."

Not seeing him move, Xiudong's scabbard exploded and shot at Xu Fengnian's neck.

The Dongyue Swordsman who stood in front of Xu Fengnian pointed his toes and gave up his position.

If he doesn't hide, he will first be pierced through a big hole.

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes, not confessing his fate, but betting on his fate.

The wind blew up, and the bamboo groves of His Royal Highness the sons of the elders all bent towards everyone, forming a posture of worship, just like the eighty-one peak towards the top, it seems that the heavens have been drawn.

An old Taoist priest floated out, an indescribable fairy posture.

He "drew up" the scabbard casually, and put it slightly after standing still, just in time to embroider Xu Fengnian's hand into the sheath.

The old Taoist priest stood calmly beside Xu Fengnian.

The guy who dressed up but was seen as a woman by Xu Fengnian kicked the scabbard man again, and cursed: "Useless things! Kill, kill them all for this palace!"

The young master uncle hiding in the bamboo forest said with emotion: "This mountain is really hard to get down. The women under the mountain are all tigresses." My QT room was opened! The official QT room number [1655] of the princes of the beacon play, click to enter