The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 47: Snow stops and holds snow
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He Xinliang Chapter 47 Snow Stops and Holds Snow [Update Time]:2013-10-0823:08:23[Words]:5072
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When Xu Fengnian took the twelfth sword with his sword, and ran to him alone with the sword, Han Diaosi didn’t pay much attention to this son. Under the guise of the power of femininity, it’s not worth mentioning. The red snake attached to the dragon also said that he can’t be superior, and the cat pays more attention to the distance between Xu Fengnian and the biphasic feminine. Since the two sides have the same mind, it is not surprising that they feed back each other's cultivation. It stretched to what length. Before, the femininity was dormant in the snow, and it was more than 30 feet away from Xu Fengnian. At this time, Xu Fengnian seemed to attack alone, but the femininity in the Zhu robe was like a shadow in the distance, with the same steps, ethereal and erratic, and the femininity wore a spacious robe. Like an actor shaking his sleeves, flowing clouds and flowing water, always maintaining eighteen feet, not far away and not close to one cent, it seems that eighteen feet is the best distance between the circulation of the two cultivation bases. After he unsheathed his armour, Xu Fengnian was not in a hurry to make his second sword. Deng Tai'a, who had a perfect twelve-handed sword, presented the sword within ten feet of three feet, dazzling, with a strange trajectory, and his sword control was at its peak. , By the mind, and pointed by the point of the sword, Xu Fengnian actually revealed his shortcomings, and went the other way, deliberately distracting, letting the flying sword throw and smash it, like a young boy fighting, and a **** closed his eyes. Scratching his face, there is no chaos and orderly demeanor, Han Diaosi sneered in his heart, strolled in the courtyard, stretched out his index finger, pointed in the air, and flew out without waiting for a sword to be close to one foot.
Originally, if Xu Fengnian dared to concentrate on controlling the sword, based on Han Diaosi’s insights into the realm of Zhixuan, he would have to let this kid suffer, referring to the xuan, and asking about the longevity. That is just a biased saying that the world respects Taoism, Zhixuan. Mystery is much more than that. Everything moves with rituals, from the peak to the ebb and flow of the tide, the full moon and the lack of the moon, and the small to the flower blooming, the wind is faint, and the body is mysterious, like falling snow in the sky, in the eyes of Han Diao Temple As long as the line of sight, a piece of snowflakes fell but not yet, there were clear trajectories in his eyes. The intensity of this indescribable trajectory was related to the level of the Zhixuan realm. It is vague and unbearable. For a long time to enter the Zhixuan, the cultivation base becomes thicker, and then it becomes clearer. The Wu Jiajian mound broke through ten thousand knights with nine swords, and most of them died in the battle. Among them, Wu Cao'an is only in the middle and upper realm, and his life stops at the Zhixuan. The two celestial phenomena are at the same door, and they can’t talk about the same day, but in the grassland battle, the nine men joined the sword, but with his well-deserved "sword point", under the sword edge, they killed a total of 3,700 horses until Wu Caoan's strength After exhaustion, another person replaced the sword tip. As the sword servant of that generation of sword crowns, Wu Cao'an followed his master to go out of the mound to practice. Dajiang went east to look at the sea, and went straight to Zhixuan overnight, and finally rushed to the source of the river. One person followed the river with one sword and flowed eastward. When he went out to sea, Zhixuan climbed to the apex. It is no wonder that later generations joked that Wu Caoan spent just 20 days. Completed the things that other warriors had done all their lives. You used the cultivation of feminine celestial phenomena to oppose my enemy, Han Diao Temple, you are seeking your own way of death, and you ask me Han Diao Temple with the help of mystery.
Han Diaosi was familiar with the respective habits of the twelve flying swords in the chaotic incense, and began to clean up the mess, stepped down heavily, stretched both the index fingers of the left thumb, and unexpectedly grasped the tail of a flying sword. In spite of the trembling of Feijian's sharp edges, he tapped his fingers together, a sword slammed, his right hand flicked with a red silk, fished in troubled waters, one hand stretched out, wrapped around the long and narrow swords, pulled back, and the swords were in Human cats clenched fists and twisted their palms into a ball.
Han Diao Temple discarded the ruined flying sword, cooked green plums, cut bamboo horses and folded peach blossoms, and sneered: "Deng Tai A uses these twelve swords to count."
Xu Fengnian's mind was not waved in the ancient well, and his right hand swung up, and finally pulled the remaining nine swords with his heart, and slammed the Han Diao Temple in the air with the momentum of the immortal touching the big top. The cat in black has a calm face, the sword rain is pouring down, but he stepped out of the sword formation in one step. Although the nine flying swords hit his back after failing, Han Diaosi completely ignored him, but strode towards the green sleeves. , A palm smashed the strong qi that the Beiliangdao burst out, and the qi exploded in all directions, even if the silver wire on the temples of the Han Diao Temple was blown wanton, the human cat still pushed it on the tip of the Beiliangdao with the palm of his hand. The five fingers are hooked, and the Beiliang knife is held tightly. "The Beiliang iron rides the Beiliang knife, and it’s just that."
Before Xu Fengnian let go, Han Diaosi lifted his hand knife and kicked Xu Fengnian’s abdomen. Xu Fengnian himself seemed unharmed, and the surrounding snow was rippling like a pan of air, and the ground cracked suddenly, Han Diao. Temple frowned. Since this kid was carrying an unsheathed sword behind his back, he was still unwilling to abandon the sword. Han Diaosi's palm moved the tip of the sword and retracted back. The handle of the sword hit Xu Fengnian's heart like a bell. Xu Fengnian’s face was only pale, and the femininity in the eighteen-zhang outer red robe was already spouting scarlet blood. How could Han Diaosi be merciful, turning a whip leg and sweeping Xu Fengnian’s shoulder, Xu Fengnian was like a rootless duckweed by the strong wind Blowing, both feet flew sideways off the ground, but because they were holding the knife firmly, their almost empty body wanted to go. Han Diao Temple and Xu Fengnian stood up and down, and between them was the point of the knife. The remaining Beiliang Knife and the nine flying swords that are like moths to the fire, but they all rushed out of the thick paper of the lantern, and they were not allowed to get close to the wick of the human cat. Han Diaosi saw that this kid had lived to a certain state without death, and a touch appeared. An angry face, a red silk red snake quickly clung to the Beiliang knife. When Xu Fengnian's palm was about to be wrapped, the latter suddenly grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, thinking of Beimang encountering a land tornado. The strong wind rose and soared to the blue sky. Taking his life to practice the sword, Xu Fengnian's human form is like a tornado on the ground, and the palms of his hands are **** and bloody. Han Diaosi responds to the change without change, letting go of the blade, letting the blade roll and raging in the palm of his hand, his eyes are dark and his voice is soft and penetrating. People, "What a hidden dragon scroll in a wine fairy cup, it's a bit interesting, no wonder Li Chungang will look at you with admiration."
Han Diao Temple was about to kill the killer, and a gun in Tsing Yi came to the southeast. Han Diao Temple’s fingers were finally revealed, like snow heavier than frost, and it was crushed by its own spirit in the blink of an eye. Xu Fengnian, who had captured one of the flying swords, swept the woman with the gun, and the delicate-faced woman shook her wrists delicately. , A shot swept across the thousands of troops, slammed on the Xuan Lei Flying Sword, with a loud bang, the woman bounced back with the instant gun, and was shaped like a top, avoiding the flying sword's edge, spinning out a forward arc trajectory, and stepping on the ground with her toes. , Leaped high, and slammed a shot at Han Diao Temple with a powerful force. All of this seemed complicated, but it was a rapid change. Han Diao Temple seemed to know that a fatal blow to Xu Fengnian was unrealistic, so he lost it. Entangled, with a flick of his fingers, he bounced the tornado Beiliangdao in the palm of his hand exactly at the instant gun, without even giving a man and a woman a gap, his footsteps flowed smoothly, one hand gently pushed on Xu Fengnian’s chest, one hand volleyed and knocked directly The two repelled each, and the blue bird, who was repelled without a shot, rotated the gun body in the air. The tip of the gun was a little on the ground. Before landing on both feet, another shot hit Han Diaosi’s neck in the air. Han Diaosi gave a cold snort. Although only two moves, it is obvious that the human cat is already tired of the provocation. With a full blow of the gun, he completely unloaded his strength, and suddenly deceived himself. He patted the woman in Tsing Yi who was floating in the air on her shoulder. The woman who had no majestic celestial cultivation base immediately broke the line and the kite took off and flew away, Han Diao. The temple held the instant gun and threw it at the place where the woman fell. The speed was so fast that there was no whistling wind at all. Just silent, the blue bird was no longer the woman who fought in the reeds outside Xiangfan city. It looked like a shot. To kill him straight through his chest, clear in his heart, volleyed and stomped, actually sliding backwards steadily in the air, hurriedly but not embarrassed, holding the blunt round spear head with both hands, falling obliquely to the ground, and stepping into a mud pit with one foot. , Abruptly stopped the decline, his eyes were red, the meridians were retrograde, and he raised the spear for a moment, and ran to Han Diao Temple again.
is really not afraid of death.
Regardless of how life's life is drifting, God is still merciful, so that there will always be one person in this world, no matter how far away from him, it is worth her life, no matter how far she goes, she still does not take a step back.
The most foolish woman in the world is a woman.
was probably infected by a woman in Tsing Yi. Lu Song, Wang Lin and others who were still a little nervous before finally awakened and did not need to speak. When the two cavalry took the lead in the charge, the elite cavalry under both sides launched a silent charge almost simultaneously. There was no shouting and courage, no violent shouts of killing, only the sound of horses' hoofs. Han Diao Temple can ignore the moment when the young woman’s family passed the spear and the fairy king embroidery, and the desperate rush of those ant riding pawns, but can’t ignore the white-headed man’s quiet retreat. When I am Han Diao Temple? Is it the brothel girl? You anointed Liangzi to spend money to hook up a few times, only to realize that the wealth is not enough, you just want to retire? Han Diao Temple's murderous intent became stronger, suddenly squinted, and finally came, the human cat turned a blind eye to the violent horseshoe sound, stopped and stood, looking at the carriage in the east direction, there was a attack that was not like Dragon Tiger Mountain. In the luxurious and bright simple Taoist robe, the middle-aged Taoist carried three swords on his back. He stretched out his hand behind his back and touched the upper sword case with a smile on his face. "There is a distant friend who knocks on the firewood in the snowy night, and I heard that Xiaoyue is the most delightful."
said it was a small bark, but not a small one.
The sword idiot King Xiaoping handed out the sword, and there was a continuous rumbling of thunder in and out of the city.
When Wang Xiaoping practiced swords at the beginning, he determined that as long as I made a sword, before I took the sword, I would be a land fairy. With a sword in his hand, the fairy was like a cloud to me. Therefore, this sword has nothing to do with the mystery and the celestial phenomena, and has nothing to do with the level of the realm. Since Wang Xiaoping practiced the sword, he has been known for his pure sword heart, and Hong Xixiang also admired it, even at that time the young head teacher had not yet learned about himself. Lu Zu's reincarnation, the vision of riding a bull, has never been so bad?
The sword of small bark starts from Wang Xiaoping and ends at Handiao Temple, like a long rainbow hanging from the sky and the earth.
Blocking the road outside Shenwu City, Han Diao Temple was the first to show a solemn look. Han Diao Temple was able to squeeze into the ranks of the ten people in the world, relying on his unparalleled advantage in realm. Comparable to Deng Tai'a, Zhixuan was able to kill celestial elephants, so as long as you didn't step into the land gods high above, like the feminine things in the red robe, you would never enter the eyes of him, let alone Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who took the initiative to avoid danger. But Wang Xiaoping, a swordsman who was born for the sword and died for the sword, is not the same. Han Diaosi respected the sword in the air, but did not feel any fear. With a wave of his sleeves, his arms were like snake caves, and the red ropes were like little snakes raising their heads to demonstrate, snorting. This sword can’t hide, and Han Diaosi doesn’t want to hide either. He is trapped in a murderous siege, facing the endless fierce methods of everyone, especially when Wang Xiaoping’s sword is like a rainbow. She smiled freely, raised Chi Hong's hand, shot into the air, and clashed with Xiao Huo.
Hong Zhong Dalu resounded through the world!
the shock made the walls of Shenwu City sway again, and the snow in the cracks on the walls was once again uneasy and fell down.
The dust is flying, black mud and white snow are alternated. After the dust settles, Han Diao Temple is safe and sound, but the scarlet wrapped around the arms seems to fade for a minute or two.
Han Diaosi twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed loudly: "Wang Xiaoping, do you count as slashing the dragon with this sword? There are two more swords, you might as well use them together. After the three swords, I skinned and deboned. You, let Wudang lose a peak."
While speaking, the head of the red spear in the hands of the educated woman in the educated youth touched the back of the old eunuch, but it seemed that she couldn't move her feet into the flesh.
The spear bends in a striking arc, almost a full moon, which shows the fierceness of a delicate woman.
Han Diaosi saw Wang Xiaoping indifferent, knowing that this Wudang sword idiot will not be driven by words, and he will no longer talk nonsense. He turned his head and smiled calmly: "Girl doll, I am not afraid of breaking Wang Xiu’s preciousness. Relic?"
, on the roof of the carriage, the arch of the dead man’s bow is especially better than that of the instant gun. Once the string broke, two iron arrows were shot at the invincible old **** with lightning speed.
After used the two arrows, the young man staggered back two steps, and the blood vessel burst in his right arm when he pulled the bow. A bunch of blood blossoms suddenly appeared, his face was pale, his eyes fixed on the **** immortal human cat.
"The elegant names of the sun and the moon stand side by side, and the common names fly on the couch."
The name Gongzi is knowledgeable and exquisite, both refined and popular. Younger Wu likes it very much and is satisfied.
Han Diaosi stepped back, Wufu tried his best to pull the mountain and river, but if another feather was added to the mountain and river, it could crush people, the instant gun that was bent to the extreme immediately collapsed, and the woman in Tsing Yi swung back. , Rolled out of six or seven feet, his Tsing Yi was unclean, his body was dirty and muddy, and he got up with difficulty, holding the falling instant gun. The previous moment was upside down, it was the unique mastery of the Wang family, and Chen Zhibao’s plum was also turned into purple. Born out of this, just use it in his hands, Qing is out of blue and far better than blue. During Wang Xiu’s lifetime, the biggest regret was that he failed to have his own son to pass on his utmost knowledge. This was the reason that his disciple Chen Zhibao taught to the outsider. Because the Wang family’s spear skills require strong physique support, he emphasizes counter-currents, he is a domineering and wild way. Injured, a woman's physique is already feminine, and acting like this is tantamount to worsening the situation. Later, Chen Zhibao became famous as a master, and Wang Xiu's death was far more than what the outside world thought.
The blue bird held the relic for an instant, exhaled foul air, swallowed back dirty blood.
The dead man should die.
Han Diaosi downplayed holding an iron arrow close to his eyebrows, hey, because the second iron arrow was missing, even with his near-universal keen perception, he couldn’t. Explore what happened.
casually threw the iron arrow that was already present, pierced the head from a distance, and fell to the ground. Han Diaosi turned his head and glanced at the young woman holding the gun, no longer look at it, looking indifferently at the black and crushing cavalry who initiated the charge, and said to himself, "Human cats are just like this. Can't you scare people?"
Han Diao Temple rises on the ground, and the castration is exactly the same as Wang Xiaoping’s barking sword. How can ordinary strong riders be able to contend, and when one foot is stepped on, one person and one horse will be slanted and broken. Without time to deviate from the direction of the ride, he raised his spear without hesitation. Han Diao Temple did not take any action at all. Diaosi’s body was like a head hitting a copper wall and iron wall. The horse was immediately killed. The superb equestrian pawns fought to death, leaped on the back of the horse, and slashed with one knife. There was no movement of Han Diaosi. The body was divided instantly, and countless blood clots fell to the ground. Before, Han Diao Temple had continued to move forward. The third rider in the straight line came out slightly, and with his intuition, he slashed the black eunuch's head with a knife, and then gave Han Diao Temple a hand on the horse side, even people. The horse was thrown in the air horizontally, hitting the pond fish on a horizontal ride, and fell to the ground together. If only this horizontally knocked the death knell, the two pawns would not die with the horse with the ability of the two pawns. Spicy, once the armband red silk goes back and forth, the two brave pawns are divided into five horses on the spot~IndoMTL.com~Han Diaosi does not give the first line pawns the opportunity to turn around and return to the carbine, and they fight and retreat. A posture of killing a large number of horsemen with one's own power.
In the sight of the second group of pawns, such as iron wire slicing soft tofu, Wang Lin's heavy armored cavalry, Lu Songqingqi, they are all so fragile.
Wang Lin passed by, leaving one arm with the copper hammer.
If Lu Song hadn't rushed to stop the red silk with a spear, Wang Lin would follow in his footsteps and tear his limbs apart.
The two lead riders survived by chance and fought side by side. Instead of staying away from the battlefield, they continued to lean on the man and cat, one of the three major demon of Spring and Autumn.
Ren Shanyu gritted his teeth, clenched the axe that was seriously inconsistent with her exquisite body, and took the lead in reinforcements. Behind him, the secretly-raised servant of Beiliang followed the delicate woman and flew down and floated towards that spot of flesh and blood. battlefield.
In a place where the whole army must die, the general will die first. The general died, the lieutenant died again, the lieutenant died, and the soldiers died!
far away.
Xu Fengnian squatted on the ground, the Beiliang knife was inserted aside, the palms of both hands were unsightly, and the bones were almost seen. Xu Fengnian turned his head and asked softly: "A stick of incense, is that enough?"
Zhu robe feminine nodded.
Xu Fengnian held up a handful of snow and buried his face in the snow.
After stood up, maybe he noticed the blood and snow rubbing his face, the more he rubbed it, the dirtier he was, and he raised his arm and wiped it with his sleeve.
grabbed the Beiliang knife.