Chapter 163 – The Bodhisattva Gives Birth to Green Silk

Staggering in his steps, Xu Fengnian hated that Chen Zhi Bao appeared right now.

The Pseudo Realm Heavenly Image that was obtained by stealing all of his own qi and Yin Dan Baby couldn’t support it for long. The body is like a flood breaking through the embankment, and what passes away is not only the cultivation that feeds back from the dan baby, but also the blessing of enlightenment that comes from temporarily being in the Tianxiang realm.

This kind of thing is not borrowing money, it is not difficult to borrow and return. Xu Fengyen put the reckoning to God’s head, the next time you want to use the Yin object to muddle through, it is as difficult as heaven. Unless it is really determined to burn, the premise has to be a solid entry into the realm of heavenly image of the yin object willing to borrow, then the yin object is already with the resonance of heaven and earth, Xu Fengyen ten percent of ten is a dead word.

Originally, he earned his family’s foundation is just a handful, and now casually wiggle his fingers to count on a calculation, Xu Fengyen seems to have nothing. He went to North Mang, two heads, one buried on the banks of the Weak Water River, and one given to his second sister, Xu Weixiong. A body of strength, a lost cause. Even if you leave the Iron Gate Pass alive, that dream of becoming a warrior in the jianghu from childhood has become a fool’s dream. But since I came here, Iron Gate Pass battle, Yang Taiyou must die, Zhao Kai must die. Chen Zhi Bao as long as appear want to do that and chopping dragon python hook, must also die. Yang taiyou has long been broken through the sky, the death knot to death to solve, they do not die, the death can only be Xu Fengnian, destroyed is the northern Liang foundation. Any indecisiveness and compassion is tantamount to inserting a sword into one’s own heart.

The identity of the son of Northern Liang is destined by heaven, Xu Fengyen can’t escape even if he wants to, but the King of Northern Liang is not something that Xu Fengyen has at his fingertips. This seemingly irrational reasoning, Xu Fengyen and Xu Snapdragon this pair of father and son heart. Every family has its own difficult experience, not to mention that there are a lot of people who are eyeing the tiger to keep adding fuel to the fire, making this experience even more difficult to read.

Xu Fengyen walked not fast, grasping the time to die to hold the slightest sense of insight, walked to the white horse from the battlefield and the imperial cavalry of the stranglehold, at the foot of the body of a dead phoenix word battalion cavalry, death is not close to the eyes, apparently once dismounted on foot and fought to the death, but also to the enemy rider chopped off the arm holding the Beiliang sword, chest was trampled by the war horse, bloody and flesh. Xu Fengyen squatted down and stroked over his eyes, looked up, two hundred imperial guards have very few left, the more martial arts on the battlefield the stronger the generals, once deep in the quagmire, often the faster the death of those golden sword guards have died out, none of them can be left. Nearly five hundred white horse righteousness from half is still mounted combat, half has been on foot for a long time, six beads bodhisattva by yellow barbarians and green bird entangled, Fu will be golden armor to a long spear Yuan Zuozong dragged, disheveled sitting on the position of the horseman of the emperor Zhao Kai, do not know whether to wait for the Han Diaoji to arrive to save the day, or resigned to wither and wait for the death of the.

More than a dozen of the Imperial Forestry Army armor swore to protect in front of the carriage.

Earlier, the rolling black clouds had failed to cover the Thunder Pond Sword Formation, and many people had witnessed the scene in which the black-clothed monk Yang Taiyou had been killed. History has since ancient times judged heroes by their successes and failures. Without his robe, the State Master became a dead tree, while Xu Fengyen came alive, and it was obvious what would happen to the Emperor’s son, Zhao Kai, who went to the Western Region with a bottle this time. Xu Fengyen did not take it lightly, the movement on the other side of the sword pavilion, Wang Zhi three thousand riders against the Han Sable Temple with He Yan two thousand riders in the front, may not be able to block down the Han Sheng Xuan who bet all on Zhao Kai, as a matter of course, should show up. Xu Fengyen, who wears a sword of spring thunder on his waist, looks toward the endless yellow sand in the north, Chen Zhibao is waiting for the next snipe fight? Also right, his patience has always been ridiculously good.

Zhao Kai stood up and looked at the approaching Beiliang Shi Zi, calmly asked: ”Xu Fenian, do you really dare to kill me? Is Northern Liang really going to revolt?”

Xu Fengyen ignored this imperial prince who had once participated in that interception in Xiangfan City’s Reed Swamp, and only looked towards the female Bodhisattva who had fought with Huang Barbarian over at the mouth of the valley, “Zhao Kai can give you a silver vase symbolizing the Liyang Dynasty, I’m not the Son of Heaven of the Zhao Family, so I can’t do it. But I can lend you 100,000 iron horsemen from Beiliang, and if you pacify the western region for me, I can leave 20,000 soldiers and horses to guard the north and south of Tianshan Mountain. Do you want to do this deal? Of course, you have to pay me a deposit to kill Zhao Kai. I can’t afford to wear the hat of rebellion, the western region is in chaos to the point of a large group of roving monks intercepting the Emperor’s son, I have reason to lend you troops. You want the western region to be at ease, I give you this ease is.”

Zhao Kai’s face clouded over.

Yuan Mang tore off the cloth of his inner shirt and bandaged it on his knife wound exposed arm, grinning grimly. This was the same Your Highness that could make even King Jing’an Zhao Heng mute.

A bloodstained and ruthless son Hong Shuwen still stays on the horse’s back, two Northern Liang knives, double knives in hand, gently slapping the horse’s belly.

The Six Jeweled Bodhisattva did not move, and time and time again, Huang Barbarians flew out, and the Iron Gate Pass valley entrance had already collapsed most of the way.

Every time Huang Barbarian retreated, Qing Bird’s Shakura Arc Character Lance would follow, not leaving the slightest gap.

Xu Fengyen walked towards the valley entrance, behind him a red cloud floated, turned his head to look, the Yin Dan baby dragged a thin and withered corpse, the Yin landed behind Xu Fengyen, the joyful phase was not seen to be joyful, more and more precious and solemn. Xu Fengyen patted its head and pointed towards the cliff. The Yin creature tilted its head and randomly swept high towards the cliff wall of Iron Gate Pass, stepping out a large pit with one foot and placing the bones of Yang Taiyang into it. A generation of vertical and horizontal art masters, their final graves were in the wild cliffs.

Xu Fenian waved his hand, making Huang Bange’er and the green bird stop their hands, while the netherworld was like a mallard goose circling around the top of the mountain, drifting down on the narrow road behind the valley entrance, cutting off the retreat of the Tantric Dharma King.

Xu Fengyin looked at the Buddhist mirror image of the bucket in the woman’s hand that looked like a small thousand worlds and laughed: ”I also don’t know when Chen Zhi Bao will arrive, does it mean that you are also waiting for him? If I really got it right in my crow’s mouth, we wouldn’t have to talk nonsense.”

The female Bodhisattva frowned her extremely flattering brows. Northeastern each looked out with a glance, their frowns gradually relaxing.

Xu Fengnian was relieved and said with the suspicion of gaining an inch, “Don’t destroy that Rune Armor, I’ll keep it to be useful.”

Above her hand, she gathered sand into a star bucket, nine sand balls have been like the vault of the sky star image mysterious operation, at this moment the star bucket collapsed, countless yellow sand in her fingers passed away and drifted away.

The female bodhisattva did not say anything, just walk towards the body of qi far better than xu feng nian zhao kai, she walks bodhisattva lowered eyebrow contemplation, to her innate art of calculating the sky evolution, surprisingly, also can not figure out why the defeat will be zhao kai. Climbing the dragon and the phoenix said, in the eyes of the people is the common tendency to the view, to her level, then the magnificent countless, just like the Hong Washixiang sword chopping qi luck, the general martial arts, even if the finger Xuan realm, can not see any end, but the three religions in the people, especially in the qi lookout of qi practitioners, but can see that a through the weather pillars of the roaring collapse. Similarly, the three religions in the people attached to the court, but also have their own plans, to the Longhu Mountain Master Zhao Danping, for example, these years, long lived in the side of the emperor, took on the curse of the prime minister of the green word, in fact, has a great benefit. Derivation of all things, Taoism in both the high people back to basics, only one of its existence. There are also people to check and fill in the gaps, by the countless one since the circle. The mystery here, even she can not tell. Since she was able to talk to the white-robed monk Li Dangxin about Zen and longevity on the Dragon Tiger Mountain Demon Beheading Stage, she naturally has her own unique insights.

Xu Fengyen had used external forces to steal the Heavenly Chance and killed Yang Taiyou at the cost of stopping his lifelong martial arts studies.

It seemed sensible but unreasonable to her.

This interception, not everyone is qualified to participate in it, a chessboard, in the end, only those positions, it is impossible to really let the two sides of the game players slowly set up a full three hundred and sixty-one pieces. Beiliang and Liyang game in the western region, human butcher Xu Snapdragon will not personally enter the iron gate pass area, Zhao family son of heaven is even more so. Originally, in terms of the chess surface, Xu Fengyen and Zhao Kai were both in a 50/50 split, but some people did not intend to watch the game without saying anything, and these few people, in the view of the Red Sect Dharma King, happened to be all existences that were expected to become Land Immortals in the future, which completely disrupted the chess game. One of them, blocked Han Sable Temple. Two of them, stalled a hundred miles north of Iron Gate Pass.

She had no intention of dying in this game of chess, since Xu Fengnian had given the step down so that she could choose herself out of this game of death, even if her heart wanted to kill that young man in one fell swoop, she had to suppress her thoughts and go along with the situation.

The white-clothed Bodhisattva walked up to Zhao Kai and the Rune General Golden Armored Man.

Zhao Kai wasn’t too furious, he just lowered his head and muttered, “How could this happen? The Second Master is dead, but I still have the Great Master. I shouldn’t have died here, I should have become the emperor!”

This ambitious emperor burst into tears and sobbed uncontrollably.

He looked up and asked in a choked voice, “It wasn’t supposed to be like this, was it?”

The white-clothed Bodhisattva was silent.

Zhao Kai smiled sadly, wiped his tears, gently beckoned for the Rune General’s Golden Armor to walk over to the side of the carriage, took the huge sword from the hands of this Honored Rune General, and wiped it on his neck.

Before he died, he looked towards the capital city.

The last words were only one word.

“Father.”

As soon as Zhao Kai died, the Rune General’s Golden Armor that was linked to its master’s chi lost all its vitality.

Xu Fengnian asked the White Horse Guards to bring the bodies and weapons of the dead soldiers, mounted their horses and left Tiemen Pass, with the Golden Armor being dragged by Huang Bange’er with one hand.

The next step was to head north, Han Diaoji could no longer decide the direction of the situation. Even if he kills his way through Wang Zhi’s 3,000 cavalry and comes to Xu Fengyen’s eyes, it will be futile. As Xu Fengnian said to the female Bodhisattva, this interception will be planted in the Western region of the intertwined forces, after the news to the capital and the court, in addition to the people, I am afraid that no one will believe, but what can be done? Xu Fengnian was not afraid of the thunderous anger of the Nine to Five, what he was afraid of was that this interception was still expected by that man. If in case Zhao Kai is only a pawn that can be painfully discarded, who will be the next enemy that he, Xu Fengyen, will have to face? Is it which one of the deep-rooted imperial sons?

To the east of Tiemen Pass, Han Diaoji is running alone in the desert.

Blocked by a white fox child face wearing embroidered winter.

North face.

Confucian Sage Cao Changqing and Plum Wine Chen Zhi Bao were still facing each other.

Xu Fengnian suddenly looked back at the Iron Gate Pass, and near the carriage, the female Bodhisattva who was not allowed to be at ease gave birth to a head full of green silk.