The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 376: Between life and death see life and death


The gate of heaven is wide open!

Variously, you can see the celestial lady scattered flowers, you can hear the Sanskrit sound curling in a trance, and the immortal house's bell chime long. .SUIMENG.lā

Naturally, it is necessary to forcefully "recruit an" old man surnamed Zhang, the first ancestor of Confucianism.

This kind of battle is like opening the door of the wealthy family in the world, welcoming the distinguished guests.

At the moment of the moment, the bulging old man still turned his head and smiled at the young prince: "My bones, which have been buried in the ground for hundreds of years, can't stand the toss of you!"

Then the old man turned his gaze to the east and laughed: "You () the Peach Flower Sword God is also very careful. As a younger generation, I don’t know how to respect the elderly. I really didn’t have an overnight revenge. I wanted to avenge my revenge that night. ?"

Xu Fengnian's face was solemn, Deng Tai'a drove more than 200,000 Wujia sword tomb flying swords, and rushed to Beiliang with great strength. He even needed a sword to go ahead of others, compared to the people who fled to the foot of the mountain in Qijiajie. After the sword arrives, Deng Tai'a needs to consume the energy and energy, and you can't count it!

Even if Deng Tai'a is regarded as the first person with killing power at the time, referring to the first person in the profound realm, and also known as the first person in swordsmanship since a thousand years, but this time he drove the entire sword mound ancient sword at the same time, Xu Fengnian I want to know Deng Tai'a's hardship with my knees.

The more so, the greater Xu Fengnian's burden.

Especially the old man in front of me is so calm and composed, where does it seem to be dying?

The sage of the Zhang Family slowly retracted his gaze and looked at Xu Fengnian again, and said in his spare time: "Young man, I will send you a word, love will not live, Huiji will hurt. You, both are occupied, it is difficult to die. .Being a human being, it’s easy to live by, and it’s rare to be confused, to be relaxed."

The flying swords that started from the sword mound are densely packed and almost seamless. Wherever they pass, a mountain appears in the sky, covering the moonlight.

Xu Fengnian no longer concealed the rapid circulation of his energy, and his divine will instantly climbed to the peak, using this as a traction, like burning a candle in the eternal night, attracting moths to the fire.

Faced with Xu Fengnian’s resolute determination, a complex emotion flashed in the old man’s eyes. He no longer had any thoughts of cynicism with the young king, nor did he look at the Tianmen, which was nothing different from the Tiger’s Lair in Longtan, but turned and bowed his head. Looking at the ground, the bluestone slabs on the ground are shattered like cobwebs.

The old man raised his head, turned his back to Xu Fengnian, and said calmly: "It is said that scholars will know everything about the world without going out. You and Wang Xianzhi have already heard about it. That Jiang surnamed the woman who opened the sky and tried to force Wang Xianzhi away. How can my wrist let me go to Heavenly Court for a while? Besides..."

The old man with fluttering hair on the temples suddenly turned his head, his eyes were cold, and his tone of voice increased: "Besides, if Lu Dongxuan can cross the heaven and return, I can't do it? I can't, I really don't want it!"

The old man turned his body, and finally turned his back to Tianmen, facing the young man, "The tree has a dead day, and people are powerful and poor! I will let you know today, even if you have Xu Fengnian holding an invincible iron knight, even if it is Wu Ping Da Grandmaster, there are times when you have to admit your fate!"

The wind blows on his face, and Xu Fengnian smiles freely, "Do you know that someone in future generations has ridiculed you as a ‘one who knows what is impossible to do’?"

Xu Fengnian continued: "You know that the status of Confucianism is second only to you as a sub-sage, and even said, "Though thousands of people will go for me"?"

The old man's face was calm and said: "It's all kind words, better than your mourning dog."

Xu Fengnian and Zhang Family Sage looked at each other, "Although fascinated, it may not be achieved, but it can make people fascinated after all. Xu Xiao told me privately when he was old, he never liked scholars in the world, but remember In my early years, I saw a lot of scholars walking up to the hall so many times, everyone was full of spirits, and the jade jingle around their waists was tingling. It was really enviable and pleasant to the ear."

Finally, the old man asked: "If everything is not in peace, it will sound. This is the case. In this case, Xu Fengnian, do you have a last word to say to this world?"

The mountain-closing talisman on the cold knife has disappeared. Xu Fengnian re-worn this sixth-generation Xu family cold knife. "There are countless warriors who died in the Northern Liang Dynasty. There is no shortage of me."

The old man shook his head and said: "This is because you haven't really despaired yet."

Indifferent Xu Fengnian raised a palm like a grasping object.

The Zhang family sage snorted coldly, "Deng Tai'a's flying sword is not uncommon, but you have to be able to come to Wudang Mountain!"

The old man also raised his arm, and then pressed down, "Give me the sword!"

The flying sword that was already close to Youzhou on Beiliang Road, was like an arrow at the end of a crossbow that slanted into the earth.

The spectacular scene at the junction of Youzhou and Hezhou, the wind and rain fell obliquely, and flying swords made an arc and plunged into the ground.

Falling on the mountains, on the rivers, on the fields, on the yellow sand.

Like a heavy snowfall on no one's place.

The young man who has always led Feijian to the cold, has a scarlet blood oozing out of his eyebrows.

But this sword gas, frost and snow, the newest place to drop swords, after all, is getting closer and closer to Wudang Mountain, and a wave of leaning and falling flying swords is less than a hundred miles away from this big lotus peak.

The ears, noses, mouths and three orifices of the young feudal lord began to flow with blood.

After pressing a palm, Saint Zhang’s figure slipped out of his original shape, and he was one step closer to Tianmen.

When more than a thousand flying swords fell on the green bamboo peak to the right of the Great Lotus Peak.

The young people's eyes are bleeding.

His face is bruised.

When a certain flying sword falls in the deep stream outside the Great Lotus Peak.

Xu Fengnian's face has been blurred.

But that rusty, unknown ancient sword is already the last of the 200,000 flying swords from the Wu Family Sword Tomb.

But the Zhang Family Saint, even if it looks like he is leaning against the Heavenly Gate, his feet are still standing beyond that threshold.

One step away, a world apart.

Heavenly Court and Human World.

The old man lowered his head and squinted at the three-foot sword named Man Jiaxue, and gently pressed it with his free left hand.

The young man with blood on his face twitched his mouth slightly.

The old man who clearly didn’t look at the young vassal king seemed to have insight into the secret, "I know, you have the last sword, but you can count on it, but you won’t even count it. The whole area of ​​the four states of Beiliang Road, You can borrow that sword in any place. Only in Wudang Mountain, you can’t do it. After all, Wudang Mountain is a clean place of Taoism. It has been the northern ancestral court of Taoism since ancient times, from the Qin dynasty to the Dafeng dynasty. , And now in Liyang, there has been almost no war in this place, so the celestial and human contact with your Xu family is the weakest. If you are outside Liangzhou Pass, in Youzhou Gourdkou, let alone I can’t stop you from borrowing Mrs. Deng. Ah, the last sword, I’m afraid it has already been sent to you into the heavenly gate at this time."

The old man bends down slightly and pats the hilt of the sword lightly, "You and that sword are too hard, brothers and sisters."

A ray of rainbow light is like a comet in the sky, from west to east, hitting the Great Lotus Peak.

It's just that it hits an invisible wall.

Aroused bursts of dazzling sparks and flints, brilliant and unparalleled.

The ancient sword couldn't advance an inch and wailed.

The old man closed his eyes, as if listening to the sound, murmured: "The article emphasizes sorrow without hurting, but the battlefield says that the mourning soldier must win. Which one is right?"

The old man asked himself and replied: "Students who write articles hurt their minds, but how many people can really take their pains and pains? But fighting will kill people, and the undead is a weird thing."

The Confucian patriarch finally looked at the young man.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The blood blurs his face, so he can't see his look at all. I don't know if it is pain, sadness, regret, relief, or what.

You may be able to save yourself if you consume Beiliang Qi, but you will lose in the Liang Mang battle.

Are you not willing at all?

Is it the same as "No, I really don't want it"?

The sage of the Zhang family who crushed the two great masters of Wudang on Wudang Mountain tonight, laughed loudly and looked up to the sky.

Desolation, sorrow, joy, mixed feelings.

The old man suddenly yelled at the sky: "I am a scholar of my generation. I am self-defeating. Although I am good at raising my spirit, I never seek longevity! Get out of your mother's cycle of heaven! I have guarded the world for eight hundred years. After seeing your immortals gesticulating for eight hundred years, now you still want to make a difference?!"

The sky gate, slammed!

The old man ignored the huge movement behind him, stepped out, looked at the young prince, and asked sharply, "Xu Fengnian, let me ask you! Xingu is basking in the sun, the oranges are hanging high, the fisherman is draped, the old farmer is carrying the hoe, The woman gathers mulberry, the young boy herds the cow, the old woman smashes the clothes! The iron armor is clank, the sword is like frost, the drum is like thunder, the iron cavalry is protruding, the arrows are like rain, the wolves are everywhere, and the corpses are everywhere! "

The young man covered in blood remained motionless.

Between life and death see life and death.

When desperate, you can best see the roots of human temperament.

But this guy with the surname Xu, isn't it really dead?

It can't be said to be reasonable!

The old man showed a trace of panic for the first time. He swept forward and quickly came to the young man. He stretched out his thumb to buckle the feudal lord's person, wondering: "The energy in the body is quite clear, why? Nothing happened?"

The next moment, the most saint in the world kicked the young man out.

The old man fell heavily to the ground and didn't stand up. He just sat on the floor, as if he hadn't fully recovered.

The young man also sat on the ground with his hands on his knees, opened his eyes, and said weakly, "Your uncle!"

The old man burst into laughter.

Xu Fengnian has no idea what this crazy old man is thinking or what he wants to do.

He kept breathing heavily, and of course he vomited blood.

I just don’t know why, but at the same time it hurts my heart, there is also an inexplicable refreshing, relieved.

Especially the kicker, I really kicked myself very heartily.

Sage of the Zhang Family raised his hand and patted the dust, and pointed to his nose, "Is the scholar good?"

The young prince was speechless, just moved his mouth.

It looks like it should be the word "roll".

The old man snorted coldly: "What about Lu Dongxuan? He was different from me in his early years and asked for advice!"

The young man also pointed to his nose, and then raised his hand with difficulty, making a wave of disgust.

The old man's face suddenly became embarrassed.

Before Da Qin ruled the world, the Zhang family sage led his disciples and disciples to travel around the world, but Da Qin was the only one turned away.

The old man laughed at himself: "It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge...but 800 years, it is a bit late."

The extremely embarrassed Xu Fengnian regained his energy a little, and asked weakly: "After the enmity is removed, what else is there?"

The old man sits in danger, and said in a deep voice: "Before you and Li Yuaxe cut the distance between heaven and man, I will take the pressure of the heavens for you two! Otherwise, Li Yuaxe who is practicing in retreat is okay, you Xu Fengnian don't want to deal with it at ease. Beimang, are you really a fairy who can watch you rebelliously? Maybe those guys will let Beimang savage into the Central Plains!"

Xu Fengnian glanced sideways at the old man, then his eyelids narrowed.

The old man said angrily: "Little bastard, don't get cheap and be good! I have helped you clear the silt in the acupuncture point. Others don't know the difficulty. Would you Xu Fengnian not know? It's like the giant deer rectifying the water transport from the Yangtze River. No two!"

Xu Fengnian ignored the old man.

The old man took a deep breath, "Xu Fengnian, let's not be so tacky, can it be done? What an impassioned feat is to give you a kid like a business deal, so much money, isn't it?"

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes directly.

Elderly people who are really not used to this kind of "socializing", even if they are full of tactics, it is difficult to use them.

While moving toward the world, it happens to be the only weakness of the old man. It is the place of the most sacred Confucianist.

Long silence.

Xu Fengnian finally opened his eyes and bowed his fists.

The old man accepted it calmly.

Xu Fengnian stood up swayingly and asked softly, "Or else, I'll add something and help the food to cool down?"

The old man wanted to refuse on the spot, but suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "This matter is not easy, but as long as you let the guy named Deng speak well later, I will try it, but there is no guarantee that it will be done." /

Xu Fengnian waved his hand, "No one in the world can stop Deng Tai'a who is holding Tai'a sword, neither can I."

The old man stomped his feet and said anxiously: "Hurry up and hide that Tai'a sword!"

While speaking, Tai Ah Jian has already swept back.

Xu Fengnian was a little gloat, slowly walking towards the old man.

The old man smiled and turned to look at the foot of the mountain.

Xu Fengnian stands side by side with the old man.

The old man pointed his finger into the distance, "I used to listen to Huang Longshi's nonsense about the weird situation in the next thousand years. I was relieved and worried, and I was always hesitating."

Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Mr. May wish to think about it from another angle. Looking at today from 800 years ago, this world is always better, right?"

The old man nodded, "Some have gotten better, some have gotten worse, in general, it is indeed better now."

Then the two were speechless.

The old man suddenly said: "I probably can't wait for Deng Tai'a to return to Wudang Mountain. You can give him a word for me~ IndoMTL.com~ If you only talk about the level of swordsmanship, regardless of the distance of swordsmanship, he is the number one in history. One person."

Xu Fengnian said: "Okay."

The old man stared wide-eyed and looked into the distance, with a vague figure, and said in a low voice: "Then let me look at this world for the last time."

Xu Fengnian asked in a low voice: "Mr. Can you have a last word?"

The old man thought for a moment, "Yes!"

Xu Fengnian said solemnly: "Sir, please speak!"

The old man said calmly: "Shut up!"

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