Chapter 045: In the Snow

Han Diaoji rolled up his sleeves in full view of everyone, and wisps of slender red rope floated like small red snakes, like mayflies piling up, dense and intimidating. Let dead things have life, always is the symbol of the heavenly image realm experts, for example, Chen Zhi Bao can make plum wine green to purple, in addition to the plum wine itself is not bad, with his sudden Confucian saint also has a lot to do. Sword Immortals of all generations, most of them are also able to make a certain mundane sword psychic, as the monks say stubborn stone nodding.

Han Sable Temple is not eager to strike while the iron is hot, and close the fingers, wipe over the arm “red clouds”, the more the cat is so calm and relaxed, the opposite thousands of people feel more and more suffocating sense of oppression. Some people with sharp eyes, especially from the Northern Liang cage of the hawks and dogs, have guessed the identity of Han Sable Temple. This power eunuch stumbled life, against countless enemies, his martial arts achievements, has been regarded as a mystery, when still young Han Sheng Xuan, a peeling charm will be red armor, can be described as the emergence of a new generation of rivers and lakes, followed by the disappearance of Fengdu green robes for no apparent reason, the north of the gun fairy Wang Xiu died in the apprentice Chen Zhi Bao, even as strong as Li ChunGang, but also the same in GuangLing river after the battle to borrow the sword matter, the end of the only belongs to the green shirt The world’s most popular city is the city of the wind and streams.

Han Diaoji looked at the opposite side of the young man who acted out of character, pulled the corner of his mouth, at first really did not think that this person dared to ride first, according to common sense, the more is in a high position, the more is the blessing of the fate of the life. Blessed fate as water, do not take the trouble to hide the wind and water, not to mention the blessing of extending the children and grandchildren, they may not be able to protect, the literary world, the head of the old man Song is so. However, with Han Woliji’s eyesight, after one move, he could see that Beiliang Shizi’s momentum is only inferior to the borrowed power, Taoism has invited the gods to heaven, Buddhism has the phantom subdued, both of which are considered to be parochial, but the root of the orthodox, the most insidious of the Southland Witchcraft, borrowing power from the evil of the Yin, and each other into the son of the mother of the puppets. Han Diao Si knew that Xu Fengyen was temporarily borrowing the realm from the Yin creature, but what opened his eyes was the clumsy behavior of killing a thousand enemies at the expense of eight hundred, but Xu Fengyen didn’t seem to have received too much backlash, and was forced back by his palm on the head, he was still barely able to maintain his calmness, and wasn’t dispersed from his qi, and appeared to be his original form. Han Diao Si is too lazy to ask, also do not care to talk nonsense with the person who will die, is a donkey is a mule, is nothing more than to pull out to walk a walk.

Han Sable Temple made a move that made everyone feel funny, bent down and pinched a loose snowball that was not expected to be too sturdy, a lot of old people will be a little bit incomprehensible childish nature once they are old, but who will think that Han Sable Temple is so unhelpful?

Han Woliji diagonally spread his palm, a soft push, the snowball fell to the ground, not straight down, but to the outside of the stagecoach road, where there is a lot of snow that can not be cleared in time, the deepest perhaps two feet thick, less than the size of a fist of snowballs are first slow and easy to roll, after a moment is as swift as a wild horse galloping groove, just like a white cloud above the thunder rolled away, the more the bigger the bigger it rolled, three feet later there will be a half a person high, ten feet later is two people high, the sound stacking is even more impressive after that, it is the most important thing to know. After the sound superposition, is more shocking, snowballs scrape the ground, not only sticking up two feet thick snow, even as hard as ice rut son of the ground are crushed out of the groove, so that the surface of the snowballs stained with a lot of gray and yellow soil. The snowball drew an arc beyond the stagecoach road and fiercely rushed towards Xu Fengyen who was twenty feet away from Han Diao Si.

Han Diao Si stretched out his hands and grabbed two balls of snow, and with another slap, two snowballs rolled out. Similar to the two groups of people having a snowball fight playfully, Han Diao Si’s side kept grabbing the snowballs, followed by slapping a half arc. To realize that he was alone this time, single-handedly fighting a thousand people, among the thousand people should have appeared eventually absent Hui Shan Xuanyuan Qingfeng, there is the heir to the Shakura gun, there are three swords in the body of the Wudang sword obsessed Wang Xiaoping, naturally, there are also the same gas and the sky elephant Yin, and even more Lu Song Wang Lin Ren Shanyu such as the Northern Liang Hawk Dogs.

Snowballs churning, different speeds, actually tacitly formed a line of tide. In this way, only the first to pounce on Xu Fengyen’s large snowball is particularly eye-catching.

No one was foolish enough to sit and wait for death, the young general Wang Lin who had long decided to throw his weight around laughed and said, “Charge!”

Fifty iron horsemen came out at the same time, at the same time to start charging, the horse’s hooves from gentle to rapid sinking, the stage road suddenly snowflakes splash, this line pushed on the path, the clean white blanket turned into a dim black slush.

In addition to Wang Lin with the side and county geography slightly anachronistic fifty iron armored heavy cavalry, thirty years old still a child’s face of Ren Shanyu and twenty elite Northern Liang spies also swept out, she tried her best to meditate and hold her breath, only to feel that heaven and earth is clear, the unique talent for martial arts, the woman only felt a long breath of her own body, ringing in the ears, sound weight is not less than the horse’s hooves roar, which makes the outside of the city to stop the road to Han Woliji fearful of the woman! The heart stabilized a few points, I Ren Shanyu one person does not enter your cat’s eyes, but I’m not that pulp paper man, a poke will break. Not to mention the fact that there are still a thousand elite riders by my side!

Wang Xiaoping drilled out of the carriage, one hand around the back, quietly hitched the beacon in the three swords.

Teenager E did not know when to come to the roof of the car, a hand with a huge bow of ox horn, one hand twisted two heavy iron arrows, arm muscles gradually bulging like a hill.

One arrow a day, this is the ultimate physical strength of the young dead soldier, but today’s battle, not even think about living, and how to care whether to break an arm?

The woman in green clothes from the bottom of the car drew the gun blunt round moment, face expressionless, dragging the gun and run.

The young man e at the high place with a wide view, made a jackhammer to stand still, the carriage shook, the wheels immediately sunk, crushed a few ice ruts. This dead warrior from Northern Mang breathed heavily, and in a single breath, he drew a large bow and pointed the arrow at Han Sable Temple.

But the young man quickly changed his face, the master taught the unique traction technique, never fail, once the bridge across the river, that is, the rainy alley Xue Song official blocked, but can not avoid, never been able to cut off the tip of the arrow “pointing”. But the black-clothed old man let the teenager e know what is called the sky outside the sky, right under the eyes of the e flashed and passed, the arrows due to the traction of the qi is extremely concerned about the coupling, in this way, the teenager e before the battle to lose a burst of the original climbed to the apex of the spirit of the gas immediately collapsed at the touch of a button, which makes quite conceited teenager some bewilderment, gritted his teeth after the tip of the arrow along with the bow of the horn began to deflect, and hard to seek Han Sable Temple’s trail.

The snowball that was located before the line of white tide was shaped like a small mountain, crushing in a furious manner.

Xu Fengyen let the snowball ushered in, frowned, not quite understand why that old eunuch why from the next strategy, Li Chun Gang once clearly said, Royal thousand sword to kill a person, and kill a thousand people is a very different path, the former can achieve the sword will and sword art form of both God, so the battle on the banks of the Guangling River, the old man’s sheepskin fur of the sword, is just a move in the career of Li Chun Gang in the sword Dao can not be said to be the most brilliant sword qi Rolling Dragon Wall, the sword qi Rolling Dragon Wall, the sword qi Rolling Dragon Wall, the sword qi Rolling Dragon Wall is not the most brilliant. Stretched for a whole half hour, against nearly ten thousand iron horsemen eyeing, without any fancy sword out, a can be hailed as shocking the world and weeping God vowed not to retreat thousands of enemies, often in the fortunate survivors of the onlookers look, talk about not the slightest gorgeous scene, are striving to kill, the least is a move to hit hard. Han Sable Temple is not that empty name of the fledgling, but under the sky is the most skillful at catching mice of the old hot people cat, regardless of the realm of high and low, only on the actual combat experience, Han Sable Temple can be said to be away from the sun dynasty deservedly the first person.

Xu Fengyen has Zhu robe Yin spared no effort to gift the heavenly image evening body, internal strength cultivation of the thick unrivaled, especially better than the original six points of mutilation of the rhubarb court a chip, it can be said that today’s battle, Xu Fengyen has never been so confident, and can even be said that nearly egotistical.

Xu Fengyen discarded doubts and distractions, step out, a fist smashed in the snow ball, snow ball wrapped tumbling momentum surging down, in Xu Fengyen’s fist smashed it that instant, a perfect cultivation of the heavenly image such as a flood broke the embankment, dispersed more than half of Xu Fengyen’s arm was squeezed out of a curvature, Xu Fengyen’s trip to the North Mang, even after a life and death line of vicious battles, there is no agitation, just by instinct, change the fist into a palm! Xu Fengnian arched his hand, his feet follow the trend, withdraw a step back, drag the snowball upwards, not to shatter the snowball, just trying to root the snowball in the ground to form a rising momentum broken, then slanting body, shoulder crash, only by falling into the realm of vajra body with the snowball a violent collision, with the body as a knife, with the opening of the Shu style hard to split the snowball, the two halves of the snowball, although still rolling forward, but the morale is no longer, five or six zhang after they dissipate! After five or six zhang, the snowball dissipated.

Xu Fengyen stood firm, one hand gripping the sword at his waist.

When he broke the snow, the rest of the Beiliang side of the fifty iron riders are roughly horse to success, roughly double riding together to destroy the snowball, but half of the heavy cavalry iron armor protection also paid a heavy price, because the snowball by the knife or gun through the explosion, there is a fine invisible red rope shot out, such as the grass viper jumped up, will be iron horsemen a bite of fatal, the most tragic death is a dozen of cavalrymen even with the horse have hit a silk thread hanging in the air, turned into two pieces. The most tragic way to die is that a dozen cavalrymen even with their horses hit the silk thread hanging in the air, turning into two pieces, and died on the spot on the mud. The moment before the life is still alive, in this kind of battle, often is said to be dead on death, without any reminiscence of the margin.

Xu Fengnian heart, some bitter, human cat means old-fashioned to a hand of kettle, did not think to and Xu Fengnian this must be killed how to tangle, but aiming at the Yin Xu baby, snowball line and over, such as a fish swimming in the water lurking in the snow in the red robes of the Yin didn’t have to roll over the margins of the fisherman, clearly was dried up, it did not have any crack, a snowball rolled by, a Zhu robe quietly floating in a snowball front, try to conceal the snowball, and try to hide it. In front of the snowball, try to hide the figure, and resonate with heaven and earth, there are a lot of unique aptitude, if not a thousand riders on this side of the first hand, I’m afraid that is Wang Xiaoping do not dare to say that you can detect that the Yin thing is always hiding in the other wall of the snowball.

But Han Diao Temple is not Wang Xiaoping.

Today no longer wear the palace that a bright red python coat of the silver-haired power eunuchs, the first time to the snowball swept to that after the human cat yin thing one foot apart, clearly both sides can not detect a little bit of qi pulling, but the hostile parties are really know the trail.

Yin must hastily retract the four points of heavenly image cultivation, both arms tear open the snowball, almost at the same time, the old cat in black drilled and penetrated, the red rope one hand behind, one hand shot to the Yin compassionate phase.

The vermillion robed Yin creature suffered because it appeared a touch of hesitation when withdrawing its realm, if it was a character with a cool temperament like Xu Fenian, not to mention the four points of cultivation, the eight points of heavenly imagery would have to be withdrawn before it had the confidence to block the mammoth blow of Han Diaoji!

The Yin creature’s arms gripped the human cat’s hand and began to tear it, the rest of his arms slammed into the human cat’s temples on both sides.

Han Sable Temple’s mouth smiled coldly, stupid thing that didn’t know how to die.

A few strands of red silk like swimming snakes from behind, flipping around the shadowy creature, completely severing its ties with Xu Fengyen, who still has six points of the realm. Do not need how Han Diaoji leaned out, only to see his whole body crawling with scarlet, in addition to tearing the snowball’s two arms, the rest of the four arms were this dynamic red stained, such as gangrene all over the gorgeous robe, holding Han Diaoji’s arms continue to tear, shoot to the solar plexus of the arms are still close to the push, and under the sharp pain, free hands is when the chest smashed, is bound to smash the Han Diaoji! In the lower dantian.

In the world’s first emperor’s close minister Han Diaoji’s red snake attached to the real dragon, the netherworld a compassionate phase, do not see half a bit of difference.

Rao is as resolute as Wang Xiaoping, but he is also a little moved.

Not to look at the four arms of the netherworld blood and flesh, Han Diao Si laughed and said, “Kill another Heavenly Elephant!”

Negative behind the right hand finally swung out, was held an arm forward, stretching the distance between the two sides, crawling “red snake” right hand in its own way to counteract its own body, holding the Yin one arm, pulling back!

An arm that had left his body swung out of the air behind Han Woliji.

Against the human cat, a careless move, it is a total loss.

The Compassionate Phase remained unperturbed, almost rigid and stupid in its movements as usual, seeking only a single entanglement!

Han Sable Temple was about to tear off the Yin’s second arm.

The white coat ran wild, and the Northern Liang Sword was sheathed.

Remove armor!

Han Sable Temple gave one of the four great masters of the year, Fu General Red Armor to peel and remove armor, naturally, will not give this sudden attack on the juniors to follow the gourd. With a loud laugh, he threw the Yin object and swept his body back.

The earth tore out a deep bottomless gully.

In this bloody battle, Han Diaoji was not destined to pretend to be noble and put up any kind of a front, in order to kill Xu Fengnian, he could make any demeanor with all his heart and soul.

Such a tenth person in the world is the most terrifying.

Left-handed knife Xu Fengnian did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, folded to come to the body floating to the ground beside the Yin.

The Joyful Phase Showman, one of only five arms left, tugged at Xu Fengnian’s sleeve, as if to tell him that it didn’t matter.

What was left of the snow was only blood.

Xu Fengyen raised his sleeve, resolutely turned his head and ran towards Han Sable Temple.

Twelve flying swords flew out in a messy manner, pointing to the peak of Xuan.

On the same day and at the same time, Wudi City on the coast of the Eastern Sea.

A one-armed old man did not have a proper behavior, flick finger will be a piece of sword into the corner of the mouth chewing, wandering into the city, ambiguous softly humming.

“Who’s the boy who doesn’t live up to the broken wooden sword. Whose son is not responsible for the Northern Liang Sword?”