The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 325: Not surnamed Xu, famous newspaper

As if feeling the heaven and earth in the small courtyard, Chen Zhibao slowly opened his eyes, without the slightest awareness of being in danger, but looked at it leisurely, full of lotus flowers, swaying posture . [Read the latest chapters]

These lotus flowers should be the embodiment of Xu Fengnian's divine will.

The young feudal lord who had inherited the celestial body of Gao Shulu needs to use this kind of immortal handwork that does not consume energy to meet the enemy. It seems that the battle in the Longyaner Plain has indeed hurt the roots.

Chen Zhibao looked over the lotus flower in front of him, and saw the nine pocket flying swords hovering in front of Xu Fengnian, probably because he was afraid that the thunder pond would not be able to trap him, so he needed to use these flying swords, which also did not involve the operation of air machines, to be on guard. The plum wine in his hand rose up to kill.

I don’t know if these nine-handled objects are a gift from the legendary peach-leaf sword **** Deng Tai'a. It is said that Deng Tai'a gave twelve handles in one breath at the time. In the battle with Wang Xianzhi, there were losses and losses. Is it because they didn't make up for it?

Xu Fengnian's face became paler, lowering his head and staring at the Nine Flying Swords that hovered in front of him. It was not Chen Zhibao's guess that it was a gift from Deng Tai'a, but he asked the Qingliang Mountain Mo family tycoon to build it and finally cultivated it.

The Peach Flower Sword God once talked about his process of forging and nurturing flying swords. Deng Tai'a grew up since childhood ≈ in the gloomy mountain of swords buried in the Wujia Sword Tomb, he pulled out the first ancient sword, Tai'a. But Tai'a has long been decayed, and it will be broken after pulling it out. Deng Tai'a still uses the name of the sword as his name. After that, he has developed eleven swords with mysterious feelings with him one after another, because hatred regards himself as an outcast. Lost in the Wu family of Jianshan, Deng Tai'a did not carry any ancient sword out of the mound. After leaving the mound empty-handed, he only took twelve sword intents, and finally cast twelve flying swords and stored them in The small boxes are Xuanjia childhood sweethearts, Chaolu Chunshui peach blossoms, crested scuttles, yellow tungsten, and mayfly witch hazels.

Xu Fengnian returned to Beiliang after the First World War in the Qin Tianjian and used this method to forge nine swords.

Fengdu, old Jiao. These two swords are a pair. They miss the green robe of Fengdu, and the old sheepskin fur who once threatened on the river that "the only sword in his life is to kill the dragon".

Silverfish. This title, the first time I heard it, was when the Guoji Master from Chaoge said that Xu Fengnian was a kind of bookworm, and it is said that he likes to live in the pile of old papers.

Water essence. It was because Xu Fengnian remembered how many years he had lived at Chunshen Lake before he cast his sword.

Bearded. There used to be a seamstress in the Liyang court. He had a purple beard and blue eyes. He was not guaranteed at night. Although he was the enemy of the Northern Liang Dynasty, he was sincerely respected from Xu Xiao Li Yishan to Xu Fengnian.

Childish fun. I still remember the first time I went to Beimang, passing through the border of Youzhou, Daomaguan, a child who looked forward to the rivers and lakes boldly reached out to him and said that he wanted to touch Xu Fengnian's saber.

Wild fox. Once chatting with orange Xu Beizhi, the counselor once joked that the new Liang Wang cultivated the wild fox Zen, which was not orthodox and inevitably plagued by disasters.

Suet. It was Xu Fengnian who thought of the big maid in Wutongyuan who liked to apply scarlet rouge. She didn’t know if she was doing well in Dunhuang, or if Huyan Daguan went deep into the hinterland of Beimang this time, whether she could successfully persuade her to return to Beiliang and bring her She went home.

The ants sink. The tree is dead and fragrant. What about death? Xu Fengnian has traveled to many places, met many people, and seen many scenery, but in the end, he still liked the barren and bitter Beiliang the most, and liked this place where everyone used to be in white clothes.

Fengdu, ant sink, silverfish, water spirit, old worm, beautiful beard, childish fun, wild fox and suet.

These nine flying swords are not only given to them by Xu Fengnian, but they also entrust the spirit of Xu Fengnian's deepest heart.

Chen Zhibao squinted at the nine pocket flying swords with different meanings, just like watching the life of this young prince.

In fact, Chen Zhibao has been sitting on the sidelines like this for more than 20 years.

The first time I met Xu Fengnian, Chen Zhibao was only a young man who had just entered the Manjia Camp, under the age of fourteen. At that time, his dream was to one day be able to wear iron armor and hold a spear to ride the world. When he carefully took the baby lying in the swaddle from the hand of the princess, and looked at that immature face, Chen Zhibao at that time smiled very happily. Later, Tu Xuxiao helped Li Yangzhao set the Ding Zhongyuan. The white soldier who was named Jinghua gave up the title of the king. He silently followed Xu Jiajun to Beiliang, especially after the death of the princess. This man became more and more taciturn, not too far away. Seeing the young man named Xu, letting out waves on the one-acre three-quarters of Wutongyuan, wandering outside Qingliangshan, the young man’s unrestrained freedom, and the smoke of the Spring and Autumn War, the young man lived too infamously, and Xu The family elders died of unknown origins, forming a sharp contrast. Chen Zhibao would naturally not have the slightest affection for such young people. However, it should be said that Chen Zhibao had early killing intent towards Xu Fengnian at the time, or that he had secretly opposed Beiliang. Xin, not only overestimated Xu Fengnian, but also underestimated Chen Zhibao.

Because Chen Zhibao has never regarded Xu Fengnian as a strong opponent.

Once his opponent, there were only spear king embroidery on the rivers and lakes, and only the Spring and Autumn Soldier Jia Ye Baikui on the battlefield.

Chen Zhibao suddenly shot out his spear like a dragon, and shot Xu Fengnian, who was lined up with lotus flowers and nine flying swords in front of the courtyard, like the Guangling River rushing into the sea.

Where the spear passed, the lotus flowers that were nurtured by Xu Fengnian's spirit were torn apart.

Xu Fengnian's figure remained motionless, but just raised one hand and gently rotated his index finger. The nine flying swords flashed by, drawing nine slender tracks in the air.

The nine hits of flying swords and spears, ding ding dong dong dong, are crisp and sweet, like the wind bell of a lotus wind blowing under the eaves of a house.

Although Feijian is small, its strength is huge, and its momentum is so strong that Chen Zhibao's plum wine deviated from a straight trajectory several times before approaching Xu Fengnian's throat.

Xu Fengnian tilted his head when the spear was about to pierce the throat, and his knees were slightly bent. The tip of the plum wine rubbed a blood groove on the left side of his neck. Xu Fengnian, who was leaning forward slightly, looked like a He lifted the plum wine on his shoulder, and then rushed forward.

Chen Zhibao's wrist quivered, and a shot of plum wine took the opportunity to press down. Xu Fengnian's shoulders made a loud bang, but the momentum of the forward flutter was not stagnant at all.

Chen Zhibao's wrist swayed slightly to the right, and the plum wine that hit Xu Fengnian's shoulder suddenly appeared to sweep the army.

Continue to culling the forward Xu Fengnian who poured his whole body to the right but did not fall, just to dodge the plum wine that was trying to wipe off his head.

All this is only in an instant.

The difference of a millimetre is the difference between life and death.

Xu Fengnian raised his elbow against the plum wine to prevent the spear from changing tricks, and slapped Chen Zhibao, who left a large space in front of him.

Xu Fengnian, who looked like Chen Zhibao was about to be deceived and approached, had no intention of retreating or using plum wine to change his tricks. He straightforwardly exchanged punches with Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian slapped Chen Zhibao's forehead with a palm, and Chen Zhibao hit Xu Fengnian's brow with a fist.

The two swayed their bodies, trying their best to stabilize their figures. They were never willing to take a half step back, and then they kicked out fiercely with one kick, and they were still burning with jade and stone only for the offensive to give up the defensive. This time the two finally retreated a few times. Steps, and then took several steps forward almost at the same time, and then struck out with the same elbow. The two people who were hit in the head were staggered from left to right.

The battle between Xu Fengnian and Tuoba Bodhisattva in the narrow alleys of the small town of the Western Regions, each only tossing about in square inches, abandoning the blind pursuit of majestic vigor, instead of doing a dojo in a snail shell, it is extremely returning to the original. The grand master style.

Today’s battle with Chen Zhibao’s small courtyard was quite similar.

After the two staggered and pulled out a short distance, Chen Zhibao, who originally held plum wine, may not have the first hand. After all, the plum wine was too long, but Chen Zhibao, who was superbly shot, suddenly held a guilty hand, and the spear slid backwards. After he clenched his hand tightly, it became like a three-foot long sword with the right distance to face the enemy, so the plum wine spear tip succeeded earlier than Xu Fengnian's palm. Although the plum wine spear tip was abnormally not sharp, After being caught in Xu Fengnian's heart, Xu Fengnian, whose face was instantly white, flew upside down. Chen Zhibao, who succeeded in one blow, frowned for some reason.

Xu Fengnian, who slipped upside down, spread his arms, spread his nine fingers, and only one finger was bent.

Xu Fengnian's nine fingers pulled the nine flying sword Qi machines that once again appeared in the air. Under the influence of Nine Swords, not only the backward momentum suddenly stopped, but the forward thrust that followed was as fast as thunder.

Xu Fengnian leaped high, pressing down with one finger.

All the swaying lotus flowers in the small courtyard dissipated, and the divine will of all directions was condensed on one finger.

Li Chungang handed out a sword on the muddy trail in the rain.

The fairy with a sword kneels.

Chen Zhibao held up the plum wine spear in front of him.

The plum wine was hit by a finger shot, and the gun body was bent into an exaggerated arc, and the top of the arc hit Chen Zhibao's forehead heavily.

The king of Shu was smashed to his body and withdrew until his back pressed against the wall.

After Xu Fengnian dropped his feet on the ground, he said flatly: "You drew me for Beiliang's 300,000 iron knights, and give it back to you."

Chen Zhibao forcedly swallowed the blood that was almost gushing out of his throat, and increased his grip on the gun. This made the plum wine in his hand no longer tremble violently.

Chen Zhibao twitched the corner of his mouth, looked around, the coffin in the house, the jujube tree in the corner, the scattered jujubes on the ground, and the two embroidered winter and spring thunders that had never come in handy. Finally, he looked at the Jing Zhe. The young prince who fought harder.

Chen Zhibao slowly took off the spear head, walked into the room, put the two pieces of plum wine back into the cloth bag, and walked straight to the courtyard gate, stopped when he was about to cross the threshold, turned his back to Xu Fengnian, and sneered. Said: "Don't even dare to rebel, what kind of Northern Liang King?!"

Xu Fengnian asked back: "Do you know why Xu Xiao is not willing to let you be the King of Northern Liang?"

Chen Zhibao stepped out of the yard one step at a time, and put down an inexplicable sentence, "We all know that this matter has nothing to do with you."

Xu Fengnian stood there and did not stop Chen Zhibao from leaving.

Some things are not something you dare to dare, but whether you can or think about it.

The two previously fought on the Guangling River, and neither of them came to the point where they could exchange their lives. Today it is still the case, because neither of them didn’t want to. At that time, Xu Fengnian wanted to lead a 10,000 snow dragon ride to rescue Jiang Ni, and then left the feudal clan. Chen Zhibao in the jurisdiction of the king wants to take chestnuts from the fire of Guangling Dao. Now it is Xu Fengnian who is leading the Beiliang iron cavalry to block the millions of Beimang army, and Chen Zhibao is probably a tiger out of the mountains, and he has truly begun to aspire to the world.

Chen Zhibao walked slowly on the deserted Huaiyangguan street. After walking out of the city gate, he did not look at the thousands of elite frontier cavalry with complicated eyes outside the city. He just said to the face of the white fox who had entered the city earlier: "Are you going to Guangling Road with me or staying in Beiliang? Although Xie Guanying is dead, no matter what his original intention, after all, he helped me capture a bowl of Shujiao. It's for you."

White Fox's face nodded and said: "I just want to go back to my hometown and go on the road with you."

Both of them are in white clothes, and both are the most romantic people in the world.

Chu Lushan hesitated, still letting his subordinates ride and leave them with two Beiliang war horses, but Chen Zhibao did not refuse.

Chu Lushan looked at the predecessor of Beiliang Duhu who had turned his back on horseback, and said in a huff: "The surname is Chen, next time you come to Beiliang to stir up the wind and rain, you won't have this treatment!"

Chen Zhibao, who was carrying two cloth bags large and small, ignored the fat man’s threat and rode away.

The two rides get farther and farther.

Bai Hu'er's face suddenly asked: "Chen Zhibao, what do you think? Why do you have only killing intent but no killing intent? If not, I must prevent you from entering Huaiyang Pass."

Chen Zhibao was silent.

White Fox's face turned his horse's head abruptly, and laughed at himself: "Almost forgot, you wait a moment, I will get the double knife."

Chen Zhibao walked slowly for a certain distance, gently reined, looked back at Huaiyang Pass, or at the desolate Beiliang Pass, and said to himself: "Something, you Xu Fengnian Can't do it."

There is a word that Chen Zhibao didn't say in his heart.

But there are some things that Chen Zhibao can't do.

Chen Zhibao looked at the sky, his mouth curled up, and smiled knowingly.

If you can do it with a heart and soul, you may not only be friends, but also enemies.

Although Chen Zhibao met with Xu Fengnian this time, he was both accused and ridiculed, but in the final analysis, the reason why Chen Zhibao has no intention of killing for the time being is that the young man has a clear bottom line that Chen Zhibao knows well.

Chen Zhibao is not incomprehensible to Xu Fengnian's heartfelt words, those words that have never been resorted to.

"Why don’t I not want Beiliang’s 300,000 iron knights, which are scattered among millions of households, and everyone is immortal! Why don’t I not want everyone in the North Liang’s civil and military commanders to be beautiful?"

"I don't want Beiliang Iron Horse to die well, I just want everyone to live, I hope the world is peaceful, I hope that Beiliang will be free from gunpowder like the Central Plains, 20 years, 100 years!"

"Why don't I hope that Qingliangshan Forest of Steles will not be engraved with a name?"

Chen Zhibao took back his thoughts and felt a little pitiful for Xu Fengnian.

"As expected of his son~IndoMTL.com~As expected of Li Yishan's disciple, he has never really had a good time in his life."

Chen Zhibao sighed for no reason.

He came to Beiliang this time to save Qi Dangguo.

I also want to go somewhere in Qingliang Mountain to pay homage to the respected woman who she has always regarded as her biological mother.

Chen Zhibao smiled.

My last name is not Xu.

It can be called "Zhibao".

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When the white fox face returned to the small courtyard, he happened to see the lonely young lord sitting on the steps, with two knives, and a handful of half-green and half-red dates in his robe, he blew With a melodious whistle.

After seeing himself, he smiled and nodded.

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