The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 37: Neither the first nor the first character

　　There is no first and no word in the 37th chapter of 　　.

　　The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Feng Huo Opera Princes [Read the full text]

　　Update time: 2014-05-1223:20:08 Words: 2224

　　 Xu Fengnian looked up at the old man.

　　Wang Xianzhi was far from dead, and didn't look angry, but looked down at the young man quietly.

　　 It seems that the whole world is stagnant.

　　Wang Xianzhi finally closed his eyes, and the scattered auras condensed into another Wang Xianzhi, which fell to the ground.

　　 Flying with the wind, flying past the old man’s illusory figure.

　　 Xu Fengnian said calmly: "You won."

　　 Two sky pillars covered with golden and simple seal script, slowly hanging down to the west.

　　 It is obvious that this distracted but concentrated Wang Xianzhi, although he has no power to kill Xu Fengnian who has no more power, but the Tianmen has been opened, and he still wants to leave. When Wang Xianzhi walks through the Tianmen, he looks down on the world as a fairy How can Xu Fengnian, who has nowhere to hide, behave like an old man who never talks about the rules?

　　Wang Xianzhi ignored Xu Fengnian and the two uninvited guests who appeared in the corner of his eye. One man stopped, but raised his hand to retrieve the instant gun, and the other handsome young man who was indistinguishable from male and female retrieved it. Embroidered winter and spring thunder double knives. The old man walked towards the heavenly gate, but did not step into it. Instead, he stood with his hands holding hands, and said with a smile: "It doesn't mean anything."

　　Wang Xianzhi turned around, looked to the east, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Axe, I will fight the tide for ten years."

　　The old man then turned his eyes to the north, and said calmly: "Yu bridegroom, you go to the far north ice sheet."

　　 Finally, Wang Xianzhi stared at the shepherd boy who stumbled and ran a mile away, and smiled, "I have some chance with the old man."

　　Wu Emperor City Sword Guest House was deserted, and he arrived one step late, firmly holding the hilt of the Bodhisattva Savage Sword, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.

　　 Louhuang took off the scabbard, knelt down on both knees, stuck the ancient sword beside him, kowtow, choked up and said: "Disciple Louhuang, send Master respectfully."

　　Wang Xianzhi finally looked at the apprentice and said: "Wait for the teacher to disperse the soul, you don't need revenge, you will bury the teacher's bones on the top of Kunlun Mountain."

　　The deserted face was buried in the rough sand, and there was no sound.

　　Wang Xianzhi didn’t care about this disciple’s horns, turned his head and looked at the young prince who had become rich and all his family was completely wiped out. He showed a knowing smile for the first time, and said, "It is said that Wu Wu is second. You finally won the old man, and you don’t have the first place. The old man feels a little bit worthless for you."

　　 Xu Fengnian replied: “There is still some skills left to support the younger generation to go to Longhu Mountain. In the past few years, martial arts practice is not considered to be a bamboo basket. See you."

　　 Wang Xianzhi nodded and said: "The character who has defeated the old man must have this kind of tolerance."

　　 When Louhuang was on the edge of the battlefield, Huang Sanjia and Hehe girl also came.

　　 The Huanglongshi, who calculated the two of Xu Fengnian and Wang Xianzhi, was uncomfortable. The old man took the little girl’s hand and sneered at Wang Xianzhi: "You can’t stop the emperor from smashing his corpses in anger. Later generations were able to fight against the former with anger and blood. But they don’t know where everyone has his own life, and where it’s your turn to do it.

　　心. In the future, there will be no species, the emperor will take turns sitting on the throne, not to mention ordinary scholars, even traffickers and pawns, they can also sit on and enjoy themselves. The more there are no immortals in the arena, the more chivalrous. Wang Xianzhi, there are few fairy figures flying around in the arena, what's wrong? Its own two characters of chivalry support the arena. No soaring

　　, the source is not in the rivers and lakes of the sky, and naturally it will not die. "

　　Wang Xianzhi smiled and said: "Okay."

　　Wang Xianzhi looked around, retracted his gaze, and muttered: "If this is the case, then it is worthwhile for the old man to stay in the rivers and lakes."

　　Wang Xianzhi gave a soft drink.

　　The soul is divided into three, turning away from the rainbow.

　　 The magnificent Tianmen gradually disappeared.

　　Wang Xianzhi does not ascend, do not reincarnate, and does not survive, but generously gives three opportunities to the world.

　　 One part went to the East China Sea Wudi City, one part went to Tai'an City, the capital, and the last one rushed into the young shepherd boy nearby.

　　louhuang abandoned the long sword, walked towards the body of the master who fell to the ground empty-handed, lightly carried it on his back, and drifted northward.

　　 Huang Longshi led her daughter to the east, "There is a beginning and an end. After the old man's death, remember to find the old man's daughter and take care of her."

　　The white fox's face is embroidered with winter and spring thunder, walks to Xu Fengnian, and asks: "Are you going to Longhu Mountain?"

　　 Xu Fengnian nodded, and asked, "Then you?"

　　 White Fox’s face smiled and said: "There is no habit of debt. Since you killed Wang Xianzhi for me, then I will try to see if I can kill Tuoba Bodhisattva."

　　Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Don't die."

　　 Bai Hu'er smiled.

　　Xu Fengnian said to Xu Yanbing: "Uncle Xu, please bring that child back. I plan to accept him as an apprentice."

　　 Xu Yanbing gave a hum, picked up his gun and drove north, and found the thin shepherd boy who had fainted because of being "overwhelmed".

Longhu Mountain, it looks like a middle-aged Taoist is fishing by the deep pool, and the purple bamboo fishing rod has no hook or bait.

　　 There is a green leaf floating in front of him.

　　 Taoist Zhao Huangchao occasionally stares at Ye Zhong's wandering veins, and occasionally raises his hand and pinches to calculate the secrets of heaven. At first, it was mostly in the frame. Zhao Huangchao also had a leisurely look. Several times, Ye Zhong's veins turned bright and dark. Even if the Taoist Xiu Yingu frowned, he never lost his face in shock.

　　 Until the leaves turn yellow instantly, and cut off along a vein.

　　 Zhao Huangchao was speechless, and he watched two pieces of leaves drifting on the surface of the deep green pool, his face pale.

　　 Zhao Huangchao suddenly raised his head, looked to the northwest, and said angrily: "Wang and Lao Pifu is so unhelpful!"

　　 A red rainbow slammed into the deep pool.

　　Zhao Huangchao decisively discarded his fishing rod, climbed the mountain and swept, thinking about going over the mountain, rushing northward, rushing to the Earth Lung Mountain where he just raised an evil dragon in the first hole of Taoism.

　　 A deep and bottomless pool knocked off most of the stagnant water for the "distant guest", like a huge green lotus blooming in the Dragon Tiger Mountain.

　　 Zhao Huangchao stepped on the canopy of towering ancient trees, leaning forward greatly, and his robe swayed in the wind.

　　The big real person rides the wind.

　　 is just an icy murderous intent covering his back. Zhao Huangchao, who knows badly, is about to say the word "array" with both hands and ten fingers, so he gives the one behind him who has never had a chance to recognize it. The face of the monster, grabbed a leg!

　　The visitor from Longhushan sneered: "Go back!"

　　 As a result, Zhao Huangchao's body was lifted high~IndoMTL.com~ and then threw it to the undulating pool of water.

　　 The Taoist had no time to let go, and his back crashed into the water.

　　 The visitor was determined to beat the water dog, and fell in the pool almost at the same time as Zhao Huangchao, and appeared beside Taoist with his fingers like a hook. With one hand, he firmly pressed the Taoist's head and pressed down!

　　 stand and lie down, breaking through the pool together and falling into the water.

　　 After blinking, Zhao Huangchao's head and back slammed into a bluestone that protruded from the bottom of the pool.

　　The bluestone is suddenly shattered!

　　 The man raised his arm slightly, still grasping the Taoist’s head, and then slammed into the rock wall on the side of the deep pool.

　　 Zhao Huangchao is like being nailed into the stone wall.

　　 The man still refused to give up, and his five fingers shrank back, and then another delivery. Repeatedly, the head of the Taoist was like a bell, hitting the stone wall one after another.

　　Longhushan rang more than a hundred dull and terrifying bells.

　　 The whole pool boiled and rolled, then turned into a white mist.

　　The water came out, and people in Tankong appeared.

　　 Daoist Zhao Huangchao's skull and spine were all broken, from the beginning to the end, he could not say a word, so he could not die again.

The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 37: Neither the first nor the first character

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