The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 254: Bold Lu Dongxuan

If someone could overlook the Qintian Supervisor in the air, he would be able to see that it was like a tiny silver thread, easily cut through a large piece of thick black cloth. [No pop-up novel network]

Xu Fengnian and the first ancestor of Longhushan, who "came here" on earth, broke through the Li family's armored infantry together.

Lee Shouguo, the leader of Gyeonggi Shooting School Lieutenant, was accidentally located right in front of the step formation. This military commander seemed to have received a heavy blow from a siege hammer on his chest, and fell to seven or eight feet away. Even with heavy armor, most of the soldiers fainted directly, occasionally groaning like silk threads of pain. The dizzy Li Shouguo shook his head vigorously and bit his lip. Sober yourself, open your eyes as much as you can, and turn your head to look at the two culprits who have pierced the formation. A back figure, without a python robe and a silk, has closed the knife, swiped it lightly, and shook off the mess on the tip of the knife. Zidian's back is soaked with scarlet blood, like blood in the snow, especially eye-catching.

Next, Li Shouguo found out that there was a fist-sized hole in the chest of the sword-lifting fairy, which was so abruptly blank, but what is even more incredible is that the fairy still has an indifferent look on his face and his body is hard. A big hole was punched out of life, just like a woman piercing a drop of blood in her finger with an embroidery needle.

The old Taoist lotus crown stood beside the sword fairy. The latter stared at the young feudal lord who was holding his breath and smiled and said: "It's okay, this guy still hasn't used Beiliang Qi, since he is so big, he will get seven. It doesn’t matter if you have eight knives. I’m not at a loss for such a life-changing method."

Different from the various auspicious atmospheres of other immortals, the old Taoist priest with the lotus crown on his head wears an old-style ordinary Taoist robe, and does not have the purple and yellow color of the heavenly mansion, which is like a temple official. In fact, this is also normal, as the first place in Lao Liyang. At that time, Longhu Mountain had not yet risen. Although he named himself the ancestor of Taoism, Taoism still only recognizes Wudang, the ancestor of Taoism. The Taoist priest of the Zhao family in Tianshi Mansion naturally has not yet opened the purple. The first of yellow.

Although the old Taoist made two shots against Xu Fengnian as a thunderbolt, from beginning to end, only in terms of aura, it was completely different from the domineering aura of most of the descendants of the Zhao family. At this time, the old Taoist never looked The young vassal king sighed and said, "Why come here? Xu Fengnian, do you know how many things you have given up along the way? The true martial body, the Qi of Emperor Qin. Misty, but now you don’t even care about your life in this life?"

Xu Fengnian ignored the old Taoist's questioning, and looked up at the trespassing platform of Qin Tianjian that overstepped Liyang's ritual system.

Both sides knew that when Xu Fengnian was exchanging his breath, it was the time when the sword fairy and the lotus master made a full shot. Whether the Tao is one foot high or the magic is one foot high, each shows its magical powers. The reason why the old Taoists have this leisurely affection of chatting with the young lords, there is no goodwill, it is nothing more than procrastination, the two have a greater chance of winning, their immortal body can be broken, but there is no saying that there is injury. But Xu Fengnian is different. The so-called land gods in the world are, in the final analysis, human beings. Even if it was Gao Shulu, the celestial being who had been condemned by the heavens, in terms of physique, it was still difficult to compare with the real fairy. The one thing that really made the two Longhushan Patriarchs puzzled is that Xu Fengnian’s knowledge clearly knows the immortal’s innocence, and you can’t hurt you even if you are a magic weapon, but as long as it’s “smudged”, That is fatal, and it will directly reduce the good fruits of Taoism that have been accumulated through the hard work of several generations or even ten generations. Therefore, Xu Fengnian's real weapon is not the ordinary Beiliang knife, but the Beiliang Qishu!

Xu Fengnian withdrew his gaze and suddenly smiled, "The old man used to "open the mountain" and "climb to the sky" before, and I am grateful for it. I come and go but never go..."

The "li" hadn't been spoken, Xu Fengnian had disappeared in place, and then appeared in front of the old Taoist man with the lotus crown without warning, and the cold knife was wiped across the head of the latter.

The old Taoist smiled freely, with his hands folded, his footsteps lightly stepped on, and a few steps backwards, with lotus growing on the soles of his feet, his figure elegant, and his clothes remained motionless.

Heaven and man do not overstep the rules.

The young prince didn't seem to notice his futility at all, and the Liangdao continued to erase it.

But just where the old Taoist was about to stand, another Xu Fengnian appeared in front of him.

The old Taoist moved a few more steps horizontally, strolling leisurely in the courtyard, as sharp as a cold knife.

Although it is an innocuous body that is similar to the "King Kong Undefeated" in the Buddhist scriptures, the old man does not believe that this young man named Xu really does not play any tricks. It is really stupid to use it from beginning to end. The cold knife hacked people, and then consumed himself alive. This king of the Northwest, who had reached the top of the world at a young age, was originally a difficult opponent with multiple moves, especially even Wang Xianzhi had been killed. The old man was happy to watch the changes, and might as well cope with the changes. Now it should be Xu Fengnian who was injured in his body. The old man only needs to wait patiently until the critical moment when the young man can't help but want the dog to jump over the wall.

The old Taoist man with the lotus crown stepped on the gang to fight, shrinking the sky and the earth. Every time he shifted his shape and position, it seemed to be a simple two or three steps, but it could make the cold knife fall through.

Due to the fact that the two people facing each other's actions were too fast, no less than a hundred Xu Fengnian appeared on the Qintianjian Square in a flash, and the dragon and tiger mountain Zhao Xian's family still looked relaxed and shuttled through the narrower square. Freely, like a fish swimming leisurely in the rivers and lakes.

The first ancestor of Longhushan, who is holding a fujian and Yu Lei, did not rush to get out of the siege. On the one hand, he did not need to superfluous, and secondly, every moment, it means that the rope on Xu Fengnian’s neck is getting tighter and tighter when he is about to die. And the person who took the rope happened to be Xu Fengnian himself.

He held the sword in his right hand and stood in front of him in a standing sword style, bending his thumb with his left hand, lightly piercing the index finger, and then began to draw amulet on the peach wood sword that has been passed down to kill countless monsters.

The blood flowing out of the index finger is not bright red, but white in color and radiant, like a bright moon hanging from the fingertips.

Taian City has several qi veins that were originally suppressed by their respective buildings, and quickly rushed to the Qin Tianjian.

When the symbol is successful, the winning ticket is in hand.

The Qingyi fairy whose face is eternally youthful, quietly evoked the corners of his mouth, my grand charm, can you bear it?

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In the eyes of the Liyang Jiashi who is not outstanding in martial arts cultivation, in the blink of an eye, dozens of Northern Liang Kings appeared on the square, and in the blink of an eye, the number of people exceeded one hundred. Before being knocked out, more than a thousand Li Jiajias were dumbfounded, and could only stare.

In my heart, these Liyang elites have extremely complicated moods. They are more afraid of the arrogant and domineering young kings, and have less hatred. It seems absurd, but the truth is actually very simple. In the early years, the world was beautiful. -How many mothers don’t like Li Chungang? How many warriors in the world do not respect Wang Xianzhi? Working with them and living together in the world, in the final analysis, as long as it does not involve unshakable grievances, most of them are longing for them. Liyang Chongwu was smashed by iron hoofs and knives. Qi Jiajie was dressed in white. Why could he be a teacher of many dragons and grandchildren in Tai'an City? Why did the sword fairy Lu Baijie of Tangxi enter Beijing to serve as a book of the Ministry of War, and there are cheers in the streets and alleys? And as an astonishing news came out recently, it was said that the young Northern Liang King had been alone with the Northern Mang army **** Tuoba Bodhisattva and fought for thousands of miles in the Western Regions, killing them in darkness. Regardless of what the literati and civil officials of Tai'an City thought, even the man who paid for the soldiers would talk about such things. Most of them were bragging about the young feudal king surnamed Xu indiscriminately and advocating for his trip to Beijing. However, no matter what the truth is, the soldiers in the military will probably feel a little regretful in their hearts, thinking that you Xu Fengnian did not simply slaughter the Tuoba Bodhisattva in the Western Regions? If you really take your head off, our gang of imperial food eaters, it's a big deal that when you scold you in the future, you will have a little bit of virtue in your mouth.

On the contrary, Li Jiajia treated the immortal who regarded human life like a grass, but from the first he respected as a god, he quickly gave birth to a hostile attitude. Xu Fengnian hurriedly killed hundreds of iron knights in the street. The means were not fake, but that The heavy cavalry of unknown origin suddenly turned into a golden armor fairy. This kind of fairy family's handwriting is really chilling. Originally faced with a powerful enemy, the warriors of my generation walked on the battlefield, and died in battle. But if you are so unclear, why is it so embarrassing? Where is the hero? I'm afraid anyone will die.

On the high wall, Luoyang held the hip flask with two fingers, shook it lightly, and smiled: "Cao Changqing can't intervene. You Mrs. Deng is a little intimate with him anyway, just watch the fun here?"

There is no one nearby, and Deng Tai'a is not the kind of guy who likes to pretend to be superior. At this time, she squatted at Cao Changqing’s feet, and said with no good air: "It's a big deal. It was used up in the East China Sea. ."

Cao Changqing joked: "Don’t embarrass us Peach Flower Sword God. Of course, I can’t intervene in this fight, but in fact, no one can intervene. I played with Deng Tai'a, but you must also know in Luoyang that the number of people in our position is of little significance. Of course, shame is also very important."

Deng Tai A seems to remember one thing, "On the relationship, that mysterious Lu Zu should help, right?"

Luoyang hesitated for a moment, and said, "That person was to Gaoting tree back then, what Wang Xianzhi is to Li Chungang, and now he is to Wang Xianzhi. So, who is next?"

Rao Tai'a Deng was also dumbfounded, turned his head and glanced at Cao Changqing, who nodded slightly.

Deng Tai'a suddenly became a little angry, and she burst into swearing, "Sorry, how miserable this kid?! Originally, he was going to surrender to the reincarnation of Lu Zu?!"

Luoyang sneered: "Otherwise you think?"

Then Luoyang glanced at the sky and said, "Heaven's path revolves, the law of heaven is obvious."

Cao Changqing slowly said: "Since Lu Zu can even withdraw from Tianmen, he may not act according to this principle."

Deng Tai'a sneered: "A good one may not be!"

Luoyang smiled and said: "Not happy?"

Deng Tai A took a deep breath, "Forget it, even if I am willing to help, that kid is not happy."

Luoyang took a sip of wine, his face lightened, "That is."

Deng Tai'a suddenly stood up, shook her wrists, and said in a deep voice: "Xu Fengnian will solve the grievances of the Qintian Supervisor himself. It is his life to die here. Anyway, if he survives today, he may not end up in the future. It can be better. But Xie Guanying, the old rabbit with neat legs, I, Mrs. Deng, will chase it well this time."

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After passing Xiangfan City in Qingzhou, the Guangling River will reach the middle and lower reaches.

A young Taoist priest and his apprentice Taoist sat cross-legged on the river bank and meditated.

Xiaodao Tong Jingsi started to doze directly after he was thinking.

The young Taoist priest did not rebuke, every time the crumbling little Taoist fell back, he stretched out his hand to help.

This young Taoist priest in plain clothes is Li Yufu, the contemporary head teacher of Wudang.

Take the apprentice Yu Fu along the Guangling River to **** the dragon fish into the sea.

Suddenly, Li Yufu's body shook, and a soft word came from her ear, "Jade axe."

Li Yufu turned his head slowly and saw a similarly young Taoist sitting beside him with a gentle smile on his face.

The Taoist and his apprentice Yu Fu sat on the left and right of Li Yufu.

Li Yufu's eyes were full of tears, and he was about to stand up and salute.

The man hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Don't, let's go on the mountain, don't like this."

However, Li Yuaxe still insisted on getting up, respectful, and choked with sobs: "Poor Dao Li Yuaxe, I have seen the master teacher."

The young Taoist priest who was called by Li Yuaxe as the little uncle was full of helplessness, "You, I really look like Brother Yu, I'm afraid of you. In the past, in the mountains, the masters in charge of commandments weren’t as particular as Brother Yu, at that time. The book that His Royal Highness handed out every time after he finished hitting people... Well, you know, the kind of pictures with more pictures than words. Every time the big brother is confiscated, they are reluctant to lose them, but When Brother Yu found out, he was going to grab my ears and curse. So if you bump into such books privately by the little Taoist priests on the mountain in the future, you can just curse a few words, but don't fight...you can really fight, but remember Tell him that one day in the future, he will return the book to him. This is what the big brother told me at the beginning. You see, didn't I have a lot of promise afterwards?"

Li Yuaxe raised his arm and wiped his eyes, smiling knowingly.

The young master uncle of Wudang Mountain, and Li Yufu's little master uncle.

It can only be Hong Xixiang who rode a green bull and laughed at everybody.

The young master uncle looked at the surging Guangling River that traverses the Central Plains. For a moment, he said: "It was impossible to walk in the mud before. This time, in addition to wanting to say hello to you personally, he I want to borrow a sword from you."

Li Yufu didn't even nodded, but he nodded solemnly.

Hong Xixiang looked up at the sky, "I didn't go back then, and I won't go anymore. So that matter, I have to work hard for you."

Li Yuxu's eyes are clear and determined, "Little Master, don't worry."

The two stood up together, Hong Xixiang patted Li Yufu on the shoulder and smiled and said: "I have more responsibility than me. If you go up the mountain earlier, it will be fine. I will definitely lend you the book."

Li Yufu smiled.

There is no idea that the tall image of the little teacher uncle suddenly collapsed in the half-hearted eyes.

Such a little uncle is precisely his little uncle.

Li Yuxu took off the peach wood sword he was carrying behind him, and handed it to the little uncle.

Hong Xixiang took the peach wood sword, looked down at the little Taoist boy, and suddenly said to Li Yufu: "Yufu, don't make a mistake for the word'longevity' in cultivating. I tell myself."

Li Yufu replied: "It will!"

Hong Xixiang lightly tossed ~IndoMTL.com~ He threw the extraordinary Wudang Peach Wood Sword into the Guangling River, and smiled softly: "In the eight hundred autumns of the Taoist practice, I have never taken a head with a flying sword. Let's go. !"

The moment Hong Xixiang threw the mahogany sword, the sky thunder rolled, and the momentum suddenly overwhelmed Jiang Tao.

There seems to be a heaven and a man sitting high in the clouds, shouting angrily to the world: "Lu Dongxuan, you are bold!"

Hong Xixiang raised his head and laughed: "It has been eight hundred years since the poor and bold!"

The mahogany sword still in its sheath hovered on the surface of the river for a moment, then disappeared in a flash.

The heavens and the heavens were silent!

Li Yufu looked at the surface of the river without turning his head.

Little Master is gone.

Three feet spirit.

Eternal love.

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