Chapter 082 – A line of sword between heaven and earth

The second floor of the restaurant side, and the sword body of the sword qi was Luoyang fire on the oil, the sword Gang instant tide, so that Xu Fengyen was surprised, and hastily harnessed out of the eight swords to construct a pool of thunder, in order to resist, flying swords and the sword qi as if in the same room, the sword qi knocked the flying swords, clanking and clanking endlessly. Xu Fengyen’s demeanor is also surprising, there is no rush to destroy the sword qi, just so and battle and retreat, in the second floor of the rolling around, bit by bit, chipping away the sword qi, until the sword astral qi completely dissolved. After that, Luo Yang downstairs forward, step by step, Song Nianqing can not care about the owner of the upstairs, morning bell and twilight two sword, followed by the time, place, people and three swords, then a sword, a sword, a total of eight swords, are deservedly new swords, as if a new wood of the sword forest, let a person bright, especially the three swords of the realm of the stolen heavenly image and the subsequent “walking sword” staggering Shine a bold sword, all let Xu Fengyen eye-opening, put aside the sword to go off the edge of the flying sword art not to say, Xu Fengyen’s sword Dao is barely considered to be the entrance level, but the vision of good, the sword pool Song Nianqing step by step a sword to a sword, Xu Fengyen even if he has always been careful to watch out for the potential darkness of the Liu Artemisia division, but also do not turn away from the eyes, do not dare to miss the slightest hint of a look at the sword, just like enjoying the word, the amateur may just think a word written by a pen, can be replaced by the pen. Their own pen, I do not know the cause of the sinews do not understand the outline of the law, but also can not enter the door, this is why most people in the jianghu want to ask for a master to lead into the door, Xu Fengyen is like a regular look at the calligraphy everyone writing the spectator, into the eyes of the calligraphy of some of the showy and beautiful, some far away from the majesty of the meteorology, but not about the same are self-satisfied, Xu Fengyen has an unknown arrogant idea in the bottom of his heart, and that would hope to One day in the future, you can cast a furnace, a large peak of the sword altar, the peak of the forest is not much, but it must be planted in the sky.

Xu Fengnian glanced at the street back sword old horse, fourteen to eight, I do not know whether Song Nianqing remaining six moves can cross the finger Xuan straight to the heavenly image, if it has been stagnant finger Xuan, want to cause harm to Luoyang, is tantamount to a fool’s dream. Luo Yang is not a member of the three religions, her realm is a real martial witness, and Wang Xianzhi is a way, domineering to the extreme. When the new martial arts evaluation of the world’s top five masters, Tuoba Bodhisattva, Deng Tai’a, Hong Jingyan, she has fought, Hong Jingyan was even pulled down from the fourth throne, replaced by him. When encountering such a virtually flawless female devil, not to mention the Finger Xuan Sword, I’m afraid that the Heavenly Elephant Sword doesn’t have a 50/50 chance of victory.

Song Nianqing after a short period of shock and anger, sighing long sigh: “Old me eyesight is clumsy, often years of seclusion, did not expect to become a frog in the bottom of the well, until this time to remember that the Qingdu River bank there are women in white to stop the useless monk, finally guessed your identity. I also don’t know if it’s too late.”

Luo Yang said that she would teach Song Nianqing a sword, but she did not see where she took the sword from, nor did she pretend to use any external object as a sword, she just stretched out her left hand across her chest, palm facing upwards, and slowly pressed her right hand downwards.

Standing beside that horse Song Nianqing looked up into the gray sky, on the back of the horse hanging six swords together, the sword is not out of the sheath, three swords pointing to the ground, three swords hanging in the air, randomly fall in all directions, seemingly haphazardly.

Song Nianqing said to himself: “old man life holding a sword, marrying a wife and having children, but also only regarded as the trouble of incense inheritance, for fear of delaying the sword Dao refinement. Forty years ago, there was a glimmer of clarity, almost achieving the Sword Immortal one sword. Twenty years ago, by chance, in a heavenly paradise to watch the sea of clouds, a round of red sun rising in the east, as if jumping into the sky and the earth, and then feel, but still by the old man to give up that sword. Since then, I have been in seclusion, only want to progress step by step, first into the heavenly image, and then into the land gods. Gradually gained, only to know that my life from the sword pool, the first time in his life to choose the sword is that the world’s most famous sword, the first time to get the sword is the best secret book, the first time to practice the internal energy is also the world’s best method, teach me to practice the sword is the generation of the master of the sword, smooth sailing, the sword cultivation, but still was some from the city of the mountains and the field of the escapists are far behind, only to know that all things are not peaceful is the sound of the heart of my heart is not peaceful things, how to resonate with the earth and the sky. If I have no grievances in my heart, how can I resonate with heaven and earth?”

Luo Yang did not pay attention to Song Nianqing’s epiphany, and even more so, he ignored the six swords standing between heaven and earth, and the palms of his hands seemed to fit together, but still left a gap.

A vision of heaven and earth.

Xu Fenian drew a breath of cold air. The highest place in the city is a Taoist temple bell tower, the tip of the building warped eaves as if by the invisible celestial hand pressure, broken, followed by the bell tower unusually flat downward collapse, the height of the city is second only to the Taoist temple bell tower of a thousand years old tower is also beginning to be pressed, the entire city, all the higher buildings began to collapse downward in unison, appearing to be a knife cut the scene of flatness. A large city was like a tofu on a chopping board, being easily sliced across the board with a single slice, getting thinner and thinner. After the blink of an eye, so much so that Xu Fengyen didn’t dare to linger on the second floor, floating down to the ground, his ears were only filled with the ear-piercing cacophony of ten thousand pounds of gravity crushing wood and stone. Xu Fengyen gently stomped his foot, then bitterly laughed, not only the heavens push downward, the ground below is also restless, as overlooking the sky and the earth a big Buddha palms together, there is no place to hide.

Heaven and earth merge, only a line remains, and this line is Luoyang’s sword.

Song Nianqing’s face was grave, three swords in the air stabbed upwards, three swords on the ground penetrated downwards, obviously trying to put on a mighty stance of standing on top of the sky and the earth.

This line between heaven and earth was still three feet high. Needless to say, the high wall at the top of the city had long been destroyed to the bone.

Previously, the elite cavalrymen who were transferred from abroad to clear the city were really hit the nail on the head, if not for their “foresight”, under the might of Luoyang’s vast sword, it would have been a nail in the coffin of nearly ten thousand people’s corpses.

Xu Fengyen more in the moment the situation has been finalized, the more did not forget that there are still hidden in the city Liu Artemisia division Murong Longshui and the old moth spider web three experts. Murong Longshui and the old man is indeed in the city, and not far from here, separated by three streets, Murong Longshui sitting on a low alley wall, I do not know where to get a pot of wine, sitting on his knees, with a robe pocket a pocket of broken mouth to eat, the old moth stood in the alley, with Xu Fengyen made a same action, hard stomping, the whole alley green stone boards are cracked, the old man sighed:” How did not expect Luo Yang this devil with Tuoba Bodhisattva in the far north ice field after a battle, wrist more and more vicious and hard. Sheriff, with her around, do we still want to intervene? I’m afraid to take chestnuts from the fire, not eat the roasted chestnuts, but instead get into trouble.”

Murong Longshui finger flicked a few peanuts, a far and a near, watched them explode, said: “This kind of harness heaven and earth immortal means, with the great snow ping borrowed sword is the general reason, after all, still can’t everywhere flawless, sword sword fairy sword invincible, you and my whereabouts are destined to be detected, but if to fight for a ray of hope is not not possible. I am now afraid of Tai’an City that Zhao family watchdog rogue, have to wait for Luoyang to clean up after us before striking, but by then he would like to kill Xu Fengyen will also be more difficult to see how this Liu Artemisia division of the trade-offs. I think Xu Fengyen’s head, than you and me together should be worth a little more, and then I heard that this old man and Northern Liang have a personal grudge. Anyway, let’s stay away and watch the show, Luoyang’s temperament is uncertain, in case we annoy her, I don’t want to die in Liyang just like that.”

Murong Longshui gently landed on the alleyway, the old moth had already left with a quick step. High Strong Sheriff glanced at Old Moth’s somewhat hurried back and smiled.

On the street, Song Nianqing’s floating three swords began to fall, while the three swords that entered the ground began to rise, and all six swords were trembling and wavering.

Song Nianqing closed his eyes and concentrated.

People have seven orifices, every time a sword breaks with a bang, the sword master Song Nianqing will have blood dripping from one of his orifices.

When all six swords were broken, Song Nianqing’s eyes, ears, and arms were already bleeding profusely, and the miserable appearance of this great swordsman was really frightening and appalling.

Only Song Nianqing’s expression remained calm.

Since only six out of seven bleeding, it means that in addition to the horseback fourteen swords on the surface, the first person in the sword pool Song Nianqing most likely also hid a sword.

When Song Nianqing finally opened his sword, most likely also left his last words Xu Fengyen actually only guessed half right, the county princess and the old moth is in the city is not wrong, but Liu Artemisia is not in the city waiting for the opportunity to lurk.

Ten miles away from the city.

An old man with an ancient face stood still, waiting until Luo Yang’s hands began to merge heaven and earth before he began to move his feet extremely slowly.

The first step was less than half of a normal person’s step.

The second step was slightly faster, no different from a normal person.

The third step was already two steps apart from an ordinary person’s footwork.

And so on.

A horizontal thunder from heaven and earth ran towards the city.