Chapter 037 – Neither the First nor the First Word

Xu Fengnian tilted his head and looked at this old man.

Wang Xianzhi was far from dead, and did not look indignant, just quietly looked down at this young man.

It was as if the entire heaven and earth were stagnant.

Wang Xianzhi finally closed his eyes, and the qi that dispersed out in all directions coalesced into another Wang Xianzhi, floating down to the ground.

The one that rose with the wind flew past the old man’s ethereal form.

Xu Fengnian calmly said, “You won.”

Two heavenly pillars covered with golden-colored ancient seal scripts slowly descended in the west.

Obviously, this Wang Xianzhi, whose form is scattered but God is gathered, although he is no longer able to kill Xu Fengyen who has no more strength left, but the heavenly gate is open, he can still leave if he wants to, and when Wang Xianzhi passes through the heavenly gate, overlooking the earth in the position of an immortal, with the old man’s style of never speaking much of the rules, how will Xu Fengyen, who has no place to hide at that time, live with himself?

Wang Xianzhi ignored Xu Fenian and the two uninvited guests that appeared out of the corner of his eye, one man stopped his horse but raised his hand to retrieve the Shakura Gun, the other androgynous and handsome young man retrieved the XiuDong ChunLei double knives. The old man walked towards the Heavenly Gate, but did not step into it, instead he stood with his arms folded and laughed, “It is no whatsoever interesting.”

Wang Xianzhi turned around, looked to the east, and said in a deep voice: “The river axe Ding, and beat the tide for ten years.”

The old man then turned his sight off to the north and said blandly, “Yu Xinlang, you go to the extreme north ice field.”

Finally, Wang Xianzhi stared at the shepherd boy who stumbled and ran a mile away and smiled, “Rather, he has some chance with the old man.”

The Wudi City swordsman, Lou Wrake, arrived a step late, holding the hilt of the Bodhisattva Barbarian’s sword in a death grip, his eyes covered in blood.

Lou Arao took off the scabbard, kneeled down on both knees, inserted the ancient sword at his side, kowtowed heavily, and choked, “Disciple Lou Arao, respectfully sends off Master.”

Wang Xianzhi finally looked at this disciple and commanded, “When my master disperses his soul, you don’t need to take revenge and bury my master’s bones at the top of the Kunlun Mountain.”

Lou Wilderness buried his face in the coarse sand and did not make a sound.

Wang Xianzhi also did not care about this disciple’s bull’s-eye, turned his head to look at the young feudal king who was like a sudden richness and all his family’s assets were gone, unprecedentedly showed a little heartfelt smile and said, “It is said that there is no second in martial arts, it was not easy for you to win over the old man, there is also no first, the old man is a little bit unworthy for you.”

Xu Fengnian replied, “There is still a little bit of skill left, which can support the late generation to make a trip to Longhu Mountain, these few years of practicing martial arts will not be considered a basket of water. The enemies in the future should have met in the temple sands.”

Wang Xianzhi nodded his head and said, “A character who has defeated the old man, is the one who has to have this temperament.”

At the time when Lou Wilderness was at the edge of the battlefield, Huang Sanjia and Miss Oh came along.

Huang Longshi who had successively counted Xu Fengnian and Wang Xianzhi did not look self-congratulatory, the old man holding the little girl’s hand, sneered and laughed at Wang Xianzhi, “You can’t stop the Son of Heaven’s wrath of a million corpses, so you think of trying to make the descendants to be able to splatter three feet of blood in the wrath of the piker, to compete with the former. But do not know that people have their own destiny, where it is your turn to blindly worry about this. The future of the world, generals and ministers have no seed, the emperor’s throne in turn, not to mention the ordinary scholar, that is, the peddler, can also sit on the addiction, the more the jianghu is not immortal, but the more heavy chivalry. Wang Xianzhi, less a handful of flying around in the jianghu fairy characters, what’s wrong? Since the word chivalry to support the jianghu. Without the ascension, the jianghu whose source was never in the sky in the first place, naturally won’t die.”

Wang Xianzhi laughed, “Good.”

Wang Xianzhi looked around and retracted his sight, murmuring, “Since this is the case, it would not be in vain for me to stay in the Jianghu.”

Wang Xianzhi lightly drank.

The soul split into three and turned into a rainbow.

The magnificent Heavenly Gate gradually dissipated.

Instead of ascending, reincarnating, and living on, Wang Xianzhi greatly gave three chances to the future Jianghu.

One is far away from the East China Sea Wudi City, one is far away from the capital city Tai’an City, and the last one is close to rushing into that shepherd boy.

Floor deserted the long sword, empty-handed toward the master’s body fell to the ground, gently back up, toward the north gradually walking away.

Huang Longshi picked up his daughter and headed east, “There is a beginning and an end. When I die, remember to find my daughter and take care of her.”

White Fox’er face pei well embroidered winter spring thunder, walked to Xu Fenian’s side and asked, “You’re going to Longhu Mountain?”

Xu Fengnian nodded and asked in return, “And you?”

White Fox’s face smiled, “Not in the habit of owing debts, since you killed Wang Xianzhi for me, I’ll try to see if I can slaughter Topaz Bodhisattva.”

Xu Fenian said softly, “Don’t die.”

The white fox child face laughed it off.

Xu Fenian said to Xu Yanbing, “Uncle Xu, please bring back that child. I plan to take him as my disciple.”

Xu Yan Bing gave a hmmm and steered his horse northward with his spear, finding the skinny shepherd boy who had fainted on the ground because he was “overburdened”.

Longhu Mountain, looks like middle-aged Taoist fishing in the deep pool, purple bamboo fishing rod without hooks and bait.

In front of him floats a green leaf.

Taoist Zhao Huang Chao occasionally gazed at the leaf wandering veins, occasionally raised his hand to pinch the fingers to calculate the heavenly chances, at first, the general are in the framework. Zhao Huang Chao also look idle, a few times in the leaf veins bright and dark turn, repair hidden lonely Taoist even if frowned, but have not been how alarmed.

Until the leaves instantly yellow, and along a vein cut off.

Zhao Huang Chao was stunned and speechless, watching the two leaves floating on the water of the deep green pool, his face pale.

Zhao Huang Chao raised his head violently and looked to the northwest, saying angrily, “Old Wang Pitbull is so unhelpful!”

A red rainbow smashed into the deep pool.

Zhao Huang Chao decisively discarded his fishing rod and swept up the mountain, thinking of going over the mountain and dashing wildly northward, rushing to the Earth Lung Mountain where he had rigidly raised an evil dragon in the midst of the Taoism’s first cave of heavenly bliss.

A deep bottomless pool to that “distant guests” knocked off most of the water, as if the dragon and tiger mountain bloomed a huge green lotus.

Zhao Huang Chao stepped on the canopy of the ancient trees in the sky, as if walking on the ground, his body leaned forward dramatically, and his robe shook in the wind.

The great real person rode the wind.

Just a cold killing opportunity shrouded the back, know that bad Zhao Huang Chao hands fingers pinch, was about to read out that prophecy of the word “array”, to the back of the monster so far have not had the opportunity to recognize the face, pulling a leg!

The Dragon Tiger Mountain visitor sneered, “Go back!”

As a result, Zhao Huang Chao’s body was swung high into the air, and then casually and viciously thrown towards the deep pool where the water was turbulent and undulating.

The Daoist had no time to unload, and his back smashed into the water with a loud thud.

The visitor was determined to beat the dog, almost at the same time with Zhao Huang Chao landed in the pool, appeared in the side of the Taoist, five fingers like a hook, one hand dead hold the Taoist’s head, down a pressure!

One stop and one lay down, together they broke through the water of the pool and fell down.

After the blink of an eye, Zhao Huang Chao’s head and back, together, crashed into the bottom of the pool on a piece of green stone that protruded out.

The green stone shattered immediately!

The man slightly raised his arm, still grabbing the Daoist’s head, and slammed it into the stone wall on the side of the deep pool.

Zhao Huang Chao was like being nailed into the stone wall.

That person is still refused to stop, five fingers back a shrink, followed by a send, so repeated non-stop, the Taoist’s head is like ringing a bell, one at a time on the stone wall.

Longhu Mountain no less than a hundred times ringing the dull and horrifying sound of the bell.

The whole pool of water boiled and tumbled, and then turned into a white mist.

The water fell off the stone, and the pool emptied and the man appeared.

Taoist Zhao Huang Chao skull and spine shattered, from beginning to end, were unable to say a word, dead can no longer die.