The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 36: Wu Wu No. 2

　On the secluded yellow sandy land bordering the two states of Youhe, some untimely figures somehow appeared. A young boy wearing a dilapidated leather jacket and a white scarf on his head was busy shouting to drive away the sheep. The border land was barren, good. Compared to other seasons, the spring grass is still plump, but even so, the six or seven old goats are still thin and dirty, looking like a group of dull old people. The child tightened a straw rope strap around his waist, his cheeks were dark and thin, he had a heavy wooden pole under his arm, and he carried an old sheep whip in his hand. , With a sheep whip in his mouth, holding the pole in both hands, dancing wantonly, and occasionally imitating the pole-shaking posture of some village adults. The Northern Liang Dynasty is a martial artist, and the folk customs are strong, and there are many hard-handed "cocks", because often the masters in the eyes of the common people have a big nest. There is a proverb, ten sheep handles and nine fists. This is the first half of the sentence, and the second half is that only one big gun can be produced out of the nine boxers, which means that it is easier to practice fist and difficult to practice. It's just that since ancient times, poor, civilized and wealthy, such a child from a poor family can't touch the threshold of spearmanship for a lifetime.

　　 After that, the child saw the terrifying sight a dozen miles away to the south. The ground shook, the yellow sand was uplifted, there was lightning and thunder, and the clouds were light and breezy. The child was curious, thinking about the sheep. Recognizing that he would not lose his way, he began to run south with a whip and a pole. His face was yellow and thin, but his feet were not too weak. The northern coolness was very cold, and the child of a bitter family was really poor in body and could not survive the winter. We can't tolerate exhaustion, so the children who grew up eating sand in the northwest, no matter how short and thin, would really fight against the seemingly tall peers on the rich Jiangnan side, and the latter would definitely lose.

　　 The child ran south, arching forward all the way, unexpectedly fast. During the run and several times to breathe, there were inexplicable bursts around not far away. It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. The child didn't want to turn around and go back, but several times, the stern temper appeared, and the timidity was overwhelmed. , As soon as he gritted his teeth, he continued Lamphun.

　　 Sheep Sheep Childhood is so ignorant, slowly moving closer to the place of war.

　　 Xu Fengnian's soul faltered, and found Huang Longshi and Hehe girl.

　　 Huang Sanjia, who has counted the spring and autumn, saw the scene at this time, and the old man holding the girl hehe was unaware that he was shocked. The most powerful prince of Liyang is really going to die like this? Has this been the emperor of Northwestern China for a few days?

　　The method of death was vigorous, and Wang Xianzhi had to fight to the death. It's just that the world loves the four words "Although defeat is still glorious", but they don't like that they are glorious even though they die.

　　 Huang Longshi sat cross-legged, gently hugged his stupid girl in his arms, feeling a little bit in his heart, in Tai'an City, he didn’t count the wooden sword ranger’s choice, this time he still couldn’t count another young man. Life and death choice. But no matter what, the kid surnamed Xu still came as promised. Two soulless Xu Fengnian held Jia Jiajia’s palms and passed on to her the last "anger", trying their best to wash away what was planted by the old Taoist priests in Longhushan. After the fate, the girl's complexion gradually improved, tending to be ruddy.

　　 Huanglongshi has traveled a long way in his life, and he has seen too many human relations. The emperor will be the husband of the husband, and the three religions and nine streams are mixed. The old man has quietly entered Beiliang several times. Not only is he optimistic that Chen Zhibao is far better than Xu Fengnian, he is even right. Yuan Zuozong’s appreciation is more important than that of his elder son, who is one of the most defeated. In the eyes of the old man, the trick of hiding and self-defeating is not a clever method worthy of admiration. This kid is naturally noble. Being continuously assassinated is also his life. Speaking of the miserable ending, the people in Xiangfan City who were cooked by their relatives, are they miserable? On the way to exile, the children who were sold to others by their cruel fathers and mothers were not miserable? Recently, the little girl in her arms has a miserable life experience. All beings are suffering, and most of them are suffering. Even if Huang Longshi saw Xu Fengnian resolutely go down the mountain to intercept Wang Xianzhi without a complete solution, he was only a little surprised, and more of it was taken for granted. This is what he owed to the girl in his arms, and even in his heart he would feel that this kid was deeply motivated. He was hoping to ask him Huang Longshi to help him, but when the overall situation was settled, Huang Longshi was really moved and asked softly: "No regrets?"

　　 Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head. Although he spoke silently, it was enough to let Huanglongshan know the general meaning: "The reason for coming here is one thing except for the agreement, but also that he knows that even if he spares no effort, he can't beat the old man. Piff, since it's all one death anyway, it's better to live one more. Seniors don't need to think too complicated."

　　 The two asked and answered each other.

　　 "Why don't you hide in the frontier army, avoiding and not fighting, no matter how powerful the old monster is, you must be soft to see you."

　　"I have indeed thought about it this way, but in this way, the military spirit that Beiliang finally gathered will be disintegrated, and if Wang Xianzhi chooses to assassinate in a rage, I will not be able to dodge it. And I have a cowardly heart. , Gao Shulu’s physique repelled me more and more. When the time comes, I only need to catch Wang Xianzhi, even if my third soul returns from a long distance, and there is no root, it is destined to die when we meet. Rather than die, it is better to fight dignifiedly. , It’s best to live. Even if you die, you will probably not say that the new Liang Wang died in his hands with Wang Xianzhi’s mind. When the time comes, a fake Liang Wang who looks like me will be useful. The place of martial arts."

　　 "They are all dying people, and still thinking that the Xu family will continue to guard the northwest gate for the court? People are about to die. It seems that the old man used to treat the gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain in the past."ァNew ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　"Naturally, it is not for the emperor of the Zhao family to guard the country, or even for the people of the Central Plains. It is nothing more than the family business passed down by Xu Xiao. I promised him to carry it. It is as simple as that. Above this, the south can suffer less sin and death. It’s always a good thing."

　　"First there was Chen Zhibao and then Wang Xianzhi. These two mountains are not much lower than those of Xu Xiao and Zhang Julu that the Emperor Zhao family faced. Do you understand the grievances here?"

　　"The cutting of the domain is the general trend, but the Xu and Zhao family are on the opposite side. I never deny that the Tai'an city is a great emperor. On the contrary, he can not only establish the country like his ancestors, but also make the dynasty revitalize, even if it is put on hold. At the end of a dynasty, it might be able to turn the tide and continue Guo Zuo, but this does not prevent me and him from being mortal enemies. However, he wanted Zhang Julu not to die well, and should belong to the upstream. It’s not something he can resist. It took him twenty years to shovel the spring and autumn fields. Master Li Yishan was full of praise. In the last year of Yonghui, the senior sneaked into Beiliang for the third time and talked with Chen Zhibao. After seeing it, Xu Xiao once secretly mobilized most of the elite of Fushui Society and Qi Bai Qiushui Qingqi, led by Lu Qiu'er and Xu Yanbing himself, it is bound to leave the seniors, but Master decided to stop him, and did not move."

　　 "Is there anything else?"

　　 "Hmm."

　　"There are many people who praise the old man in private, but only Li Yishan commented on the "high-level ambition, super-worldly talent" that is in the same sentence. Do you know why?"

　　 "I don't know."

　　In chatting, two "Xu Fengnian", one swallows the fate of the girl Hehe, and the other helps her instill and fill the spirit.

　　 Huang Longshi smiled and said: "I don’t know what to do. In another book, an ancient man named Kong Zhigui wrote an ancient essay called "Beishan Yiwen", in which the eight characters fit my heart very well. Days, frost and autumn, later generations Huang Tingjian extended it, and wrote, "Youth talents take the tour, and the old come to be loyal and loyal to the autumn."

　　 Both Xu Fengnian are a little puzzled, but they didn't think deeply about it.

　　 Huang Longshi thought for a while, stretched out his palm to smooth the yellow sandy ground beside his feet, and wrote fourteen characters with his fingers.

　　The old man then muttered to himself: "It can be said that the purpose and taste are timeless, and it is extremely true to the world."

　　 Xu Fengnian, who is a person of worries, nodded his soul.

　　 Huanglongshi continued to use his fingers to make pens and sand paper to write down the second sentence. It is indistinguishable from others. The fish knows that the water is cold and the water is warm. .

　　 borrowed Wang Xiaoping's sword from Xu Fengnian's soul, and laughed it off.

　　 Huang Longshi quickly wrote the third sentence. The old man then looked up at Xu Fengnian.

　　 Xu Fengnian nodded, then shook his head.

　　 Huang Longshi looked down at the little girl in his arms who turned back from the ghost gate, and whispered: "The old man used Wen Hua to calculate you personally, don't you remember it?"

　　"How can you not remember the hatred, it's just the size of the hatred, the revenge is in order, there is no time for revenge."

　　"This is the reason."

　　 Huang Longshi nodded and said: "I mentioned the poems in a certain book earlier. As far as the old Piff Wang Xianzhi is concerned, he is already old and old and traverses the autumn sky, but he is a hundred years old, and he is the number one person in the world. A younger generation who has not yet arrived, is not a kind move after all."

　　 The Xu Fengnian who rushed to the battlefield with the instant gun, gently stared at the girl hehe, "Everyone has a way of living, but some basic principles are the same, but Wang Xianzhi has a sentence that blocks everything, he If you have a hard fist, you don’t have to listen to other people’s reasons. Since I have lost, there is no way to reason."

　　Speaking of this, the girl was about to wake up, and the two Xu Fengnian had done everything, so they stood up and left quickly.

　　 Huang Longshi saw the two go away, and then his expression became dignified. He glanced at the sky, gently put down the girl who opened her eyes leisurely, stood up, and said to himself: "The old man can't believe anyone. I'm used to it. The most malicious speculation on others, Xu Fengnian, you are in a place where there is no turning back, and you still do things to the satisfaction of the old man. It seems that the old man has indeed misunderstood you in the past.

　　 Huang Longshi smiled and turned his head, seeming to be asking himself, "Xu Fengnian, you definitely don’t know the last person who wandered the Spring and Autumn Period. I can’t get out of that page. This is the end of the matter, and it’s hard for the old man to hide and tuck him anymore, to help you as well as himself."

　　The old man sighed with emotion: "Who knows the big dream first? He knows himself all his life."

　　 Huang Longshi took a deep breath, "The old man has achieved the realm of Confucian sage long ago, and he has been deliberately suppressing it, otherwise it will not be a fleeting Xuanyuan Jingcheng after the Spring and Autumn Period. The old man will give you one. A real escape."

　　 Huang Longshi raised his arm, outlined the strokes, and pointed.

　　 wrote four words.

　　 "I write Spring and Autumn to respect the world!"

　　 opened the book and opened the door.

　　 The consequences of Huanglong’s body are like opening a door, and one person stepped out of it and replied softly: "Heaven and earth naturally respect me."

　　 The resignation of Emperor Baidi to the colorful clouds.

　　Bai Di, one of the five emperors in ancient books, is in charge of all Western gods.

　　Wang Xianzhi looked at the colorful clouds above his head, and occasionally realized that he knew his life experience. No wonder he would not deal with the Northern God, Zhenwu Great, when the Zhenwu Fa came to Chunshen Lake. Wang Xianzhi, who was in Wudi City, hated it.

　　Wang Xianzhi did not stop Xu Fengnian's soul from escaping, nor did they stop them from returning.

　　 Feeling the faint breath of Xu Fengnian lying in a pool of blood, Wang Xianzhi looked at the northern sky and asked loudly: "Fight again in the sky?"

　　 The sky did not respond to Wang Xianzhi's question.

　　 But someone in the world replied with two words, "No."

　　 Xu Fengnian's body was hit by a huge stream of firefly in the blood.

　　Wang Xianzhi frowned and turned to look over there.

　　Xu Fengnian touched the ground with one knee, held the ground with one hand, and said softly: "You don't need to go to the sky to fight again."

　　Wang Xianzhi narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man who had only seen his consummation in his life. He was a little puzzled, not dead yet?

　　 The old man glanced at the scene of Huanglongshi, and quickly understood that this young prince took a different path from Beimang Yuan Qingshan, thinking about the fusion of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, but it was a pity. Lacking the vital Confucian style, Wang Xianzhi doesn’t think there is anyone in the world who can let Xu Fengnian know this well, and if Cao Changqing has given up his body to cultivate the Tao

　　行, there is a possibility of five or six points, but the official in Tsing Yi wants to return to the country, even if he adds his green eyes to Xu Fengnian, he will never be arrogant and rush to make clothes for others as soon as the West Chu returns to the country. But Wang Xianzhi only did not expect that Huang Sanjia, who was cold-eyed and cold-hearted, would act like this, and it really made the last spring and autumn wandering big

　　 means that this kind of gift inheritance does not mean that one person can give it away and the other person can accept it. Just like when Xu Fengnian went to Wudang Mountain to practice swordsmanship, Wang Chonglou did not hesitate to give away the Rhubarb Court cultivation base, but in the end he only gave out six or seven points. Huang Longshi acted like this is no different from a gamble.

　　, if the realm is sent out, but there is no way for "Xu Fengnian" to accept it in its entirety, only half of the Confucian sages who do not help the ending are achieved. That would be the biggest joke in the world because of the late festival.

　　 At present, Wang Xianzhi's injuries are not fatal, but they are not minor.

　　Especially that instant gun, it was the most embarrassing time since reaching the top of the martial arts Jiazi. The old man could not let go of it. It was not a question of the severity of the injury, but that Wang Xianzhi couldn't hide himself no matter how he deduced it afterwards.

　　 Xu Fengnian grabbed a handful of gravel, stood up, spread his palms, the yellow sand was blown away by the wind, thrown into the sky, a line of distance, infiltrating the colorful clouds, like mud and satin, which instantly dissipated the wind.

　　 Xu Fengnian's three souls and six souls have all returned to his body. Although Wang Xianzhi's face torn apart by Wang Xianzhi has not healed, it is still shocking, but it is majestic and unparalleled.

　　Wang Xianzhi looked calm, but there was a slight wave in her heart.

　　The divine intent to be able to fight has never been as high as this time.

　　 It's like standing alone on the tallest building, and finally seeing the second person walk onto the top of the building.

　　 is not the first, so it is relatively light.

　　 Wu has no second, so kill each other!

　　 has always allowed younger generations to show off all kinds of amazing moves. Wang Xianzhi, who is unmoved by myself, stepped back and stepped forward, taking the initiative for the first time.

　　 Xu Fengnian swept it out one step at a time, and there was a short knife in his hand, which raised Chunlei.

　　 The second step is a long sweep, and another slightly longer famous knife is used to hold Xiudong smoothly.

　　 White Fox’s face may be given or borrowed with two knives, and accompanied him through the two rivers and lakes of Liyang Beimang.

　　 Left Chunlei, right embroidered winter.

　　 Xu Fengnian had both knives in his hands, and Shah rushed to Wang Xianzhi, and Xiudong knife slashed his head.

　　Wang Xianzhi raised his hand and held the blade of the embroidered winter knife that was not blooming at all.

　　's right hand is about to blast out, trying to smash this boy's chest in one fell swoop.

　　The spirit of the young man has reached its peak, but Gao Shulu's body is still shaky.

　　 Just before Wang Xianzhi took the shot, the Chunlei short knife held upside down came sideways, and it was Wang Xianzhi who was nearly eleven points stronger.

　　 Both knives are looking at the clouds and the wind is light, except for a quick word, it seems that there is no other mystery.

　　 But after Wang Xianzhi blocked the short knife with her elbow, she backed out.

　　 Xu Fengnian followed like a shadow, always staying within a distance of Wang Xianzhi, and the Xiudong knife pierced the wound that was pierced by Wang Xianzhi for the moment.

　　Wang Xianzhi was not afraid, letting the danger stab him, but he hit Xu Fengnian's neck with a punch.

　　 Xu Fengnian's stature swung, embroidered winter away from his hand, and he was able to escape Wang Xianzhi's heavy fist, drifting sideways past Wang Xianzhi, and then behind Wang Xianzhi, he held the embroidered winter knife.

　　 is really a leisurely stroll.

　　Because of failing to plant the follow-up Qi on the Xiudong knife, this knife seems to have severely damaged Wang Xianzhi, but it actually means more humiliation.

　　Wang Xianzhi was finally forced into a careless situation, instead of turning around to chase him down, but with a little toe, hit Xu Fengnian with his back.

　　 made up his mind, it doesn't matter if he takes a few stabs, as long as Xu Fengnian's physique is completely defeated, the overall situation is set.

　　 Xu Fengnian, who had his back facing Wang Xianzhi, moved a few steps, and then brushed past Wang Xianzhi. When the two of them met, Xu Fengnian wiped Wang Xianzhi's neck with a knife.

　　Wang Xianzhi suddenly accelerated, not only lowered his head to avoid the sharp blade, but slammed into Xu Fengnian's side with a slightly staggered footstep, pushed out with a palm, and pushed it towards Xu Fengnian's shoulder.

　　 Xu Fengnian twisted his toes and turned a half circle, just using the blade of an inverted Chunlei knife to block Wang Xianzhi's palm.

　　Wang Xianzhi changed his palm to grip, and the blade was clamped by the tiger's mouth, and he was about to break the short knife.

　　 Unexpectedly, Xu Fengnian swung the Embroidered Winter Knife horizontally and carelessly once, and the tip of the blade wiped Chunlei’s hilt. The latter not only rotated, not only evaded Wang Xianzhi’s holding of the knife and subsequent intentions of destroying the knife, but the short knife turned around the old man. After spinning quickly, he finally fell back into Xu Fengnian's hands.

　　Wang Xianzhi kicked out, Xu Fengnian leaped high, and Wang Xianzhi punched out, no longer expecting the fist to reach the flesh, but blasted it out with fists.

　　Wang Xianzhi seems embarrassed, but the power of this fist is obviously beyond all previous tactics.

　　It can be seen that the old man still has spare energy.

　　 Xu Fengnian's figure suddenly disappeared.

　　 appeared a few feet away, with two knives lifting the knives, and the sleeves shaking.

　　 is also a hidden mystery.

　　Wang Xianzhi laughed loudly when he ran forward: "Is that so uneasy?"

　　 Xu Fengnian did not speak.

　　 When Wang Xianzhi was about to rush in front of him, he threw the Chunlei knife into the air at will, from holding Xiudong in his right hand to holding a knife in both hands, and rushed towards Wang Xianzhi in a rush.

　　Wang Xianzhi and Xu Fengnian stagnated a little at the same time.

　　 Then on the battlefield, wherever Wang Xianzhi walked, a figure appeared.

　　 Then we culled Xu Fengnian together!

　　 And Xu Fengnian continued to run forward without hesitation, Xiudong split into a clearing where there was no Wang Xianzhi.

After a short while, a Wang Xianzhi slid back several feet, a trace of blood appeared on his forehead, and the blood slowly oozes out.

　　 At the same time, hundreds of Wang Xianzhi disappeared.

　　 The world certainly cannot imagine that there will be times when the majestic king Xianzhi will be defeated by others for ten times.

　　 Xu Fengnian continued to get close and pointed in front of Wang Xianzhi with an embroidered winter knife.

　　 knife and knife point to the end.

　　 Wang Xianzhi has countless small wounds on her body.

　　 did not allow Wang Xianzhi to get close, but he could leave a record on Wang Xianzhi every time. New Bayi Chinese website first released https://https://;

　　 The Chunlei knife that was thrown into the air reached its apex and began to fall.

　　Wang Xianzhi was probably exhausted by such tireless and precise calculations. In the next close fight between the two sides, which was about to be extremely close, the Xiudong knife stabbed him with deeper and deeper wounds, but Wang Xianzhi was away from Xu Fengnian. Also getting closer.

　　 The most dangerous time was when Wang Xianzhi's palm almost squeezed Xu Fengnian's neck, and Xu Fengnian's Xiudong knife almost cut off Wang Xianzhi.

　　 It's just that both of them gave up the hopeful end of the exchange of lives.

　　 The falling Spring Thunder Knife is getting closer and closer to the battlefield on the ground.

　　 The ground under the feet of the two of them is shattered and mottled, making it unsightly.

　　 But no matter how imposing the two sides are, the yellow sand is still still and motionless beyond one foot of the position where the two are standing.

　　 The outcome is within a few millimetres.

　　 Wang Xianzhi contributed 12 points.

　　 is still in the predicament of being cut by a slow knife.

　　Intentionally or unintentionally, the Chunlei Knife has landed a foot high above Xu Fengnian's head.

　　 Xu Fengnian, who was originally a left-handed knife, has skyrocketed.

　　 The space he had tossed around has been squeezed to the extreme by Wang Xianzhi.

　　 There are no new tricks, it's hard to escape death.

　　 But as long as he can hold the short knife.

　　 can produce variables.

　　Because of Wang Xianzhi's turbulence, although he has become more and more courageous and has become stronger and stronger, he is about to come to an end.

　　 Both of them know it well.

　　Wang Xianzhi said with a smile that it was a joke about Xu Fengnian, but she was also laughing at herself, so from the beginning, Wang Xianzhi actually planned to decide the life and death of both parties at once.

　　 At the last moment, Xu Fengnian took a punch and wanted to catch the Chunlei Knife.

　　 as long as he can hold the knife.

　　 can turn the situation upside down.

　　 But Wang Xianzhi actually stopped after half a punch.

　　 was almost done in one go, unexpectedly turned a thousand miles back again.

　　 is about to form a majestic new atmosphere.

　　 The battle of the same realm, the circulation of energy, the flow of characters in the front, and the characters in the back, the speed of flow can control the pros and cons of the situation, but the instant change can determine life and death.

　　 Wang Xianzhi’s final battle in the world, and the final hand, lies in this unprecedented round-trip, and the trick lies in the word "inverted".

　　Wang Xianzhi retracted the half-fist without warning, deliberately allowing Xu Fengnian to hold the knife, so that he could complete the reversal first, and then one step first, the second step first, and one blow!

　　 suddenly.

　　The old man showed a weird look~IndoMTL.com~Xu Fengnian did not hold the Chunlei Knife close at hand.

　　Wang Xianzhi stopped his hand to get a breath, while Xu Fengnian stopped his hand and continued to shoot.

　　 Instead, Xu Fengnian seized the opportunity.

　　 What Wang Xianzhi didn't expect was that Xu Fengnian’s embroidered winter knife accurately slammed into the node between his old and new qi, not his heart, not his neck, but an acupuncture point that usually seemed insignificant.

　　 Xu Fengnian "bumps the knife" forward.

　　 even pressed his left hand on the back of the knife.

　　Wang Xianzhi was so carried and withdrew to several tens of feet.

　　 No matter how old-fashioned, I can't stop the arrival of the new winter season.

Wang Xianzhi, whose Qi machine collapsed suddenly, was all white and wandering frantically.

　　 Xu Fengnian lifted the knife diagonally, and took the report back. He lifted Wang Xianzhi's burly body off the ground, and did not pull out the embroidered winter knife used to suppress the air compressor. After releasing his right hand, his left hand grasped the handle that had been trailing behind him. spring thunder.

　　 Before Wang Xianzhi pulled out the embroidered winter with both hands, Xu Fengnian's Chunlei knife passed through Wang Xianzhi's head.

　　Xiudongdao did not pull out.

The same goes for 　　 Chunlei Dao.

　　 The spring thunder knife that pierced the head hovered motionless.

　　 So he hung Wang Xianzhi in the air abruptly.