Chapter 032 – Carrying Heaven and Earth

Xu Fengyen possessed Gao Shulu’s physique, together with borrowing the momentum from Artemisia Liu’s entry into the city, and Song Nianqing’s dying sword, his steps grew bigger and bigger, and in the last step, he directly crossed a distance of tens of zhang, and fiercely slammed into Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi took a big step forward, it seemed that he did not harbor too much preaching, and met that person and sword with a simple swing of his fist, a force of ten just.

Two shares of majestic qi before the two celestial body collision, between heaven and earth suddenly ringing the solemn sound of the yellow bells and great lu.

In an instant, Xu Fengyen, who was a sword, hit Wang Xianzhi with his shoulder, while Wang Xianzhi only smashed his fist on Xu Fengyen’s forehead.

Wang Xianzhi year after year to block the symbol of the heavenly power of the East China Sea tide, still able to stand still, even more can be unharmed, but to carry down this impact, surprisingly both feet deep into the yellow sand, sliding backward out of 16 or 17 feet away.

Xu Fengnian is also not good, was punched in the forehead eyebrow, feet from the ground height of more than feet staggered, still maintained the posture of the wind, retreat distance, and Wang Xianzhi roughly equivalent.

Both sides did not wait to unload all the “embers” left on the body by the momentum of the bell, they coincidentally started the second collision and ran.

This time it was the two elbows that were the first to collide and block, Wang Xianzhi launched a palm diagonally upwards and pushed it into Xu Fenian’s heart.

Xu Fengyen then slapped his palm down, slapping on top of Wang Xianzhi’s head.

Xu Fengyen’s figure stirred and eventually hovered in the air eight or nine feet away, stopping his momentum, his sleeves swaying slightly, floating as if ascending to heaven. Wang Xianzhi did not fall back, but both knees into the sand, raised his head, looked at the calm young man, hemp-clothed old man did not speak, when he ascended to the top of the earth, the heart is like an ancient well, waiting for how many years, and ultimately no longer have the same kind of mood when the finger broke the wooden horse and ox, that is a kind of surprised surprise and celebration of the hodgepodge of all, really is like drinking wine.

Wang Xianzhi dusted off his sleeves and smiled for no reason. Among the first grade after the same realm of the fight, especially the diamond realm of the masters of the death struggle, body qi fusion into a furnace, often is the respective extraction of cocoon dismantling clothes and armor removal process, the first to get rid of the evening body qi, in order to damage the body sinews and bones. But this kid and their own are the same confidence, nearly conceited point, that is, no matter how abundant your qi, the opposite way, preferring to once and for all, first bad you fundamental and then talk about other!

Gao Shu Lu once used “gas steam large zephyr, the force shakes the majestic city” as a metaphor for the grandeur of the realm of the first grade, in fact, this statement is very mysterious, the later generations of martial arts people are mostly obsessed with the body of a huge qi to bring the shelter, just like the officialdom in the people to find a big backer and talisman, all the way to the wind and the water, and over time, forget to insist on how to stand on their own two feet, stealing the mystery of asking for longevity! The finger of Xuan or, boast and heaven and earth symbiosis resonance of the heaven and earth, in Wang Xianzhi in fact seem to have gone off the road, no matter how powerful these people, can not escape from the door of the dog under the fence of the pathetic destiny!

Over the past thousand years, Wang Xianzhi has had countless lovers, why did he only respect Lu Dongxuan and Li Chungang? One of them passed through the gate of heaven and did not enter, laughed and returned to earth, and one of them simply disdained the gate of heaven for me to open, I can open the gate of heaven by myself!

Wang Xianzhi’s feet were stuck in the ground, Xu Fengyen stood in the air.

Rather like a battle between heaven and earth.

Seemingly a light and breezy battlefield, after Wang Xianzhi pulled out a foot and Xu Fengyin pressed down a hand at the same time, the wind and clouds suddenly changed.

On the ground, a mud sword shaped like a monument broke out of the ground, Xu Fengyen also casually pulled down a wisp of cloud energy as a sword.

Wang Xianzhi’s hand rested on the clay monument sword and leapt up, while Xu Fengyen reached out to hold the cloud qi longsword, and his body plunged down.

The third encounter, the two still choose to hard resistance, no half a point of fancy ideas, the mud tablet in Xu Fengyen’s chest inch by inch crashed, and the cloud gas in Wang Xianzhi’s chest inch by inch churned, when the mud tablet crumbs dust settled and the clouds of smoke dissipated, when the world’s martial arts evaluation of the world’s first person and the world’s sixth person, the left fist against the right fist, fist clash, the body of the respective texture is not moving, appearing to have a momentary static contrary to the common sense, but Wang Xianzhi’s Sackcloth and Xu Fengnian’s robe all appeared a burst of ripples moving, tumbling non-stop rest, the two originally respectively harnessed the sword’s palms, also not willing to lag behind, once again clench fists collide together, within a circle of several miles, the ground shook, the clouds rolled over, Wang Xianzhi was repelled back to the ground, landed on the ground, is to swing his arm threw out a punch, incomparably fierce fist astral rigidly from the ground torn out of the number of yellow auger dragons, together with pouncing on Xu Fengnian!

Xu Fengyen, even if he has the body of Gao Shulu, he can also mindfully harness the finger Xuan sword qi, but the soul lacks, after all, no longer able to have the heavenly image of the realm, can only be in the air with arms interlocked in the chest, by virtue of the body than the Buddhist Vajra invincible body is still better than the body, blocked the punch, and then a few of the yellow sand and earth cohesion of the jiao dragons, take advantage of the weakness, Xu Fengyen retracted his left hand, pinched the neck of one of the jiao dragons, and quickly pinched to kill! This dragon, yellow sand collapsed like falling rain, a foot on top of the scaly dragon’s head, stomping the yellow dragon crashed back into the earth, the corpse, or rather the corpse qi on the ground showed a sign of collapse of a deadly long snake.

Wang Xianzhi gained the momentum and stepped on the ground, during which he kept punching and smashing into the sky, the white fist deity and the yellow long dragon, together shooting towards the young feudal king standing under the clouds.

The earth sends out killing machines, dragons and snakes rise from the land!

Xu Fengyen took a deep breath, a purple and gold seal glittered on his brow, and instead of dodging once, as if seeking his own death, he took the initiative to look for the white rainbow fist dangles to either smash or cut them off, and his feet were like walking on a flat surface, crushing the yellow jiao in the air again and again.

If someone in the distance has the honor to watch the battle, will be shocked and appalled at the horror of this side of the phenomenon.

On the ground, there are constantly white rainbows through the sky, countless yellow scaly dragons have rocked up, as if roaring with the legendary heavenly court demonstration.

And a white robe in the sky, seems to be gambling, hard to the white rainbow evil auger are chopped between heaven and earth, do not let its clouds and mist into a real dragon.

This magnificent scene, stretched for an incense stick time, the battlefield also advanced more than ten miles away.

The path that Wang Xianzhi traveled was full of pale and barren landscapes.

In the sky, the clouds and yellow sand churned together, and then together rustling down, the world likes to describe the difference between the two huge difference in the clouds, at this time this scene, has long been confused.

Huang Longshi carrying a young girl far away, so as not to be enough to kill in the invisible waves of qi, from time to time to look back at the battlefield, the old man to help their daughters carry the pole sunflower, can not help but sighing and lamenting, the arms of Jia Jiajia still did not wake up, just subconsciously wrapped around the sable hat, hood wrapped in the beaded gold hairpin.

Huang Longshi footsteps, but always turned his head to look at the picture scroll created by manpower, scroll slowly spread on earth, a moment should not stop, when is the end, God knows. Huang Longshi some out of focus, murmured: “the temple in the Zhang Julu, Wang Xianzhi in the jianghu, there are so two characters, an official not to fall, an old man, where other people’s day of reckoning? Whoever stands behind them is a fact that makes people despair when they think about it. In the spring of Yong Hui, the group of ministers who are all excellent in their work and studies, the military generals who have Lu Shengxiang of Guangling Road, and those who are depressed and disillusioned with the royal family’s achievements. In the world of martial arts, Deng Ta’a’s sword, Gu Jiantang’s sword, Cao Changqing’s scholarly spirit. In the past and in the future, plucking out any one of them at random, they are all resounding figures of the wind and clouds na.”

Huang Longshi retracted his sight, continued to chatter, “Da Qin lost the deer, not far from the sun, Biyeye’er is the ‘deer’ of the sun, he knows his fate, no retreat to speak of, has begun to start arranging the aftermath. If he lives alone and does not retreat, then the world’s cold people will not see the future.”

“But instead of retreating, Wang Lao’er is going to go a hundred feet further. A civil minister extreme, a martial artist peak, these two people, at first glance the realm is quite the same status, in fact, the bones are very different ah, civil and military different paths, really not false. The old man that year to the jianghu qi number plucking seedlings, so as to come to a kettle, should be right.”

“Old me read too many book stories and book people, all these years exhaustive, everything by the book, the dying but to be wrong?”

Huang Longshi turned back for the last time, half an hour after the war opened, and instead of seeing the expected cloudy soil confusion, the weather of heaven and earth was exceptionally clear.

Huang Longshi sighed.

That kid, more than likely lost the first half of the battle.

The fact was indeed as Huang Sanjia expected, even if Xu Fengyen exposed his body with high tree, then moved out Murong Baoding’s Standing Buddha in turn, made Xue Songguan’s Hu Jia beat, Wudang’s Immortal’s Fondling, and so on, all sorts of metaphysical skills, matched seamlessly, but also only blocked the ground hair killing machine that seemed to have no end.

Half an hour, Xu Fengyen broke no less than a hundred fists, strangled no less than four hundred dragons.

This was only Xu Fengyen’s “one qi” matter.

Before the first collision, Xu Fengyen had already completed a breath, and did not exhale any more.

He had even prepared how to deal with Wang Xianzhi’s thunderous attack when he exchanged the second breath of anger.

But Xu Fengyen’s three trips to the jianghu helped him to wade through the dangers of being cautious, but instead caused not too big and not too small bad consequences.

Out of the move is still in the secret storage of power Wang Xianzhi found a not perfect timing, make than the Guangling River against Wang Xiaoping more powerful a suppression.

The earth sends out a killing machine at the same time, the sky sends out a killing machine!

Together, they crushed Xu Fengyen who was in the middle of it.

The clouds in the sky that had been used by Xu Fengyen went out of orbit, and just the dark clouds in the blink of an eye, like the stars shifting, were enough to change Xu Fengyen’s originally shaky and difficult balance.

Xu Fengyen did not fail to perceive Wang Xianzhi’s backhand, only in his expectation, there is still half an incense stick or so of light time, Wang Xianzhi will lead down the heavenly weather, catering to the earthly killing opportunity, there is seventy-seven-eight percent certainty that he will be surrounded in that cage, and finally fulfill Wang Xianzhi’s last human killing opportunity!

This was also a slight effect of the incomplete soul, but facing Wang Xianzhi, this deviation was enough to put him in great danger.

Wang Xianzhi raised one elbow, palms fit together and twisted heavily, palms then violently inverted.

The easy thing in the world is not “as easy as reversing the palm of your hand”?

Wang Xianzhi, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, waited and watched.

Killing Xu Fengnian, who only had the body of a tall tree, he would never think it was that difficult.

When a person has a killing chance, heaven and earth will repeat themselves.

Taking the position where Xu Fengyen stood as the center of the circle, the heaven and earth, which had been clearly separated for millions of years, was actually really overturned!

The earth was on top and the sky was on the bottom.

Xu Fengyen’s misfortune was that he did not have any extra qi in his body, but the blessing of misfortune also lay in this, otherwise, even if Xuanyuan Qingfeng Liu Artemisia masters of the great heavenly phenomenon were present, he would have to have all his cultivation reduced to pieces.

Wang Xianzhi at that time to Wang Xiaoping shot, can be said to be only handed out a small half of the move, this also makes sense, the original intention of this move is intended to target Qi Xuanzheng such immortals, the essence of the reversal of qi karma, not to mention the heavenly phenomenon of the realm, the more cultivation of the deeper land immortals, the more the folding of the powerful.

Xu Fengyen followed the trend and switched his stance along with the turning heaven and earth.

In life between heaven and earth, one should stand on top of the sky.

If this is a mouthful of grandiose words that can’t be expected and can’t be applied to everyone.

Then Xu Fengyen has not been so ambitious, he just felt that no matter who, as long as standing in a position, you have to carry the starting point for what.

Is the ordinary people of the city, on the shoulders of the parents of the responsibility of old age. Is the son of the family, carry up the family flame inheritance. It is the temple generals and ministers, we have to take up the world’s rise and fall.

Xu Fengyen only remembers that trip northbound out of the pass, he promised Xu Snapdragon on the carriage, Xu Snapdragon left behind the burden.

He carried it.

Xu Fengyen did carry the weight of heaven and earth brought by Wang Xianzhi.

Following the head and feet of heaven and earth upside down, Xu Fengnian’s knees gradually bent.

For the first time, the young Vassal King of Tall Tree Dew Body showed a disheveled color and oozed a stream of blood, not from the seven orifices, but the unimaginable center of the brow.

The cold smile at the corner of Wang Xianzhi’s mouth intensified, and when Xu Fengnian was about to carry all the heavenly might and earthly power, before he was about to break free from the cage by relying on his celestial body, the old man’s figure flickered away.

In the next moment, Wang Xianzhi rushed into the cage, gripping the neck of Xu Fengyen, who was in an inverted stance, with one hand and yanking downward.

Breaking through the edge of the cage, he ruthlessly smashed into the ground.

Like a comet hitting the ground.

The earth cracked out a large pit that was too deep to see the bottom.

Wang Xianzhi intertwined his ten fingers and made a fist with both hands.

With a loud shout, his stout body was about to fall.

A sword broke through the air.

It came from the top of Lotus Peak of Wudang Mountain within Northern Liang.

Someone who is a sword is more windy.

A sword and a person crashed into the side of Wang Xianzhi who was about to fall.

Wang Xianzhi was knocked out tens of feet.

On the ground, Xu Fengyin’s jumped out of the huge pit, blood still flowed from his eyebrows, blurring those eyes and blurring that face even more.

The Sword Immortal, who looked like a divine being, drew an arc straight down with his sword and landed beside him.

The two Xu Fengnian stood side by side.

Wang Xianzhi, who had braked his body in the air, narrowed his eyes, his face slightly gloomy as he looked down at the ground.

The one Xu Fengnian who had newly arrived at the battlefield smiled and said, “I have a sword that will travel through 6,000 miles.”