Chapter 213: A Buddhist Kingdom Rises Here, Heavy Rain Falls Elsewhere

Escaping from the summer town, that Mr. Qi who was under the impression of not moving like a mountain stared at Chai Qingshan angrily in the midst of the dismay of Yin Changgeng and the others, “Why didn’t you step in to stop Xu Fengyen from leaving? Don’t you know that the later Xu Fengyen meets the sword, the more hope we have of success?!”

Qi Jiajie took a step forward and stretched out a hand, the long tongs on the street rose in the air, glancing at the young girl with the surname of Shan beside Chai Qingshan who held the secret book in her arms as if it were a treasure, he said angrily, “But just casually throwing out a shoddy and unsuitable Green Water Pavilion A Zi Sword Practice Record, do you, Chai Qingshan, still want to make the East Vietnam Sword Pool overpower the Wu Family Sword Mound? Have you forgotten why your senior brother Song Nianqing died?”

Chai Qingshan rubbed his disciple Single Bait Cloth’s head and laughed, “Do you think I can stop Xu Fenian if he wants to leave?”

Chai Qingshan shook his head to himself and said, “If I join hands with you, the number one swordsman in the north, and each of us put our lives on the line, it is possible to stall Xu Fengyen for a not-so-short period of time, and ultimately allow that sword to come to the territory of Youzhou, or even the foot of this Wudang Mountain. But I don’t think this point can affect the overall situation. I, Dong Yue Sword Pool and Wu Family Sword Mound, have been competing for the title of ‘One Family’s Study is the World’s Sword Study’ for hundreds of years, from the Dafeng Dynasty to the current Liyang Dynasty, my Sword Pool disciples’ swordsmanship is high or low, and there are far and near swordsmanships, but have I ever heard of a couple of people who are sorry for the swords that were forged by their own hands?”

Chai Qingshan followed with a cold smile, “First, my senior brother Song Nianqing died in battle for the court, and now Sword Pond is casting swords for you, Qi Jiajie, and has already been merciful to the Liyang Zhao Chamber. That’s why I didn’t even bring my sword on this trip. Someone needs to beg for food at the foot of the Emperor, but I, Chai Qingshan, don’t need it! So, you’re not convinced? Come and beat me up? Anyway, it’s not like I’ve been looking at you and Artemisia Liu Master for a day or two.”

Not to mention Qi Jiajie’s exasperation to the extent that he lost his temper, even the long tongs were trembling in the air. Even Song Ting Lu single bait clothes two sword pool children are wide-eyed, master is usually quite serious an old man ah, this day changed sex?

Haha, but both the teenager and the young girl loved it. This is the good master in their hearts.

The white-clothed sword carrying girl was even more pleased, Xu Fengyen threw her the book ‘Green Water Pavilion’ before he broke into the air and went away, in her opinion, the master should meet with such a character and then drink 300 cups of pain together, so she made a funny face and added fuel to the fire by shaking her head, ”How? Not convinced, come hit me ah come hit me ah.”

Song Tinglu turned his head and bared his teeth, see, as long as that person is not there, his own sister will reveal her fox tail.

But he liked it from the bottom of his heart.

But Song Tinglu soon became angry, because he saw that the same age again, staring at his sister, Song Tinglu violently pressed the hilt of the longsword he named “Guangling River”, anyway, his master has torn his face with the hypocrite surnamed Qi, it’s not so bad for him, the sword pool teenager angrily rebuked: “Kid, look at your mom look ah?!”

As a result, the teenager was slapped on the head by his senior sister and angrily said, “Song Tinglu, you are his mother!”

Zhao Wenwei, whose face became thin after meeting the young girl, only dared to silently recite in his heart: girl, my name is Zhao Wenwei, a scholar who aspires to be the first prime minister of the ages in the future.

Qi Jiajie’s eyes were fierce.

Chai Qingshan probably really let go, also do not deliberately in front of the disciple to maintain the elders frame, crooked head pulled out his ears, tsked out: “Qi Jiajie, if I remember correctly, you, the kite flyer, but also have to be distracted to hold on to that thousands of miles away from the flying sword, do not lose the battle. Really want to fight for your life, then wait for this matter to be over, by then you after this trip of imperial sword no matter sword art or state of mind, have been greatly benefited, hopefully touching Deng Tai’a out of the sea to visit the realm of the immortals, by then you and I must be life and death that is.”

Qi Jiajie suddenly closed his eyes, carefully feel that as silk as a wisp of the sword idea of God, after opening his eyes on the restoration of Tai’an City Mr. Qi’s dusty demeanor, smiled and said: “Chai Qingshan you do not mention what the swordsman’s ethos and moral justice of the jianghu, nothing more than not optimistic about that sword can be built, to tell you the news, someone in that sword, quietly added a enough to pull the heaven and earth phenomena of the Hao Ran Qi.”

Chai Qingshan narrowed his eyes, “Oh? Then we’ll see.”

Qi Jiajie laughed as he casually waved his hand, nailing the long tongs and longsword into the inn’s corridor pillars.

Han Sheng Xuan had once waited for him in Shenwu City, Yang Taiyou waited for him outside the Iron Gate Pass, and Sword Qi Near Huang Qing and Copper Man Master Ancestor teamed up to wait for him in Liuzhou.

The Fifth Raccoon went down to Tibing Mountain to look for him, Wang Xianzhi went to Northern Liang to look for him, and Tuoba Bodhisattva looked for him in the Western Region.

This time, it was nothing more than a switch to a sword looking for him, Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengyen broke through the air on the spot, rising with two thousand fourteen of one qi sword intent, taking the initiative to meet that sword.

Xu Fengyen stepped on an air sword that was self-sufficient in the mind, and drifted into the wind.

Sword at the foot, clear wind peer.

Qi Jiajie is just a side of the Liyang court carefully formulated medicine, Xu Fengyen to kill him is not difficult, whether or not there is the Dongyue Sword Pool Chai Qingshan block is the same. Why would Qi Jiajie happen to come to the summer town almost at the same time as Wang Yuanyan and his party, otherwise, with the great reputation of Mr. Qi in the capital and Yin Changgeng’s temple background, Wudang Mountain could not squeeze out a few rooms for them to stay and rest? Qi Jiajie is precisely to leak out of the town’s abundant sword qi, forcing Xu Fengyen to come down the mountain to appear, and then pretend to use the long tongs sheathed in this drunken competition, so as to bite Xu Fengyen’s unique qi, for the 10,000 miles away from the east of a sword to find the right target. This has a bold enough to make people forget the hidden insidious handiwork, Xu Fengyen of course will not be unfamiliar, in fact, accurately speaking, he is the oldest ancestor of this kind of trick, when the strength of the disparity, he still insisted on killing the cat Han Shengxuan, for this carefully laid out, the first borrowed the sword to the Wudi City’s Sui Shiaogu, and then return the sword to the outside of the city of Shenwu, and this is only by fluke to kill the cat that is known as the first person under the land gods and immortals.

Xu Fengnian laughed, “One repayment for another, not unrewarded, just that the time has not yet come?”

He only saw his toes slightly stepping, the tip of his sword slightly cocked, and then the entire forest of swords, together, rocketed upwards, rushing higher into the thick cloudy sky.

When Xu Fengyen carried the swords together to break through the cloud waves, it was just like a group of fish leaping out of the water.

Above the sea of clouds, the sunlight splashed so recklessly that it was like putting on a graceful and magnificent golden coat for the clouds.

The sky and earth are silent, the weather is peaceful, only that dial sword group of spirit wantonly, leisurely wandering.

The spring river water is warm before the ducks, the golden wind has not yet risen the cicadas first realize.

Finger Xuan realm has a similar ability to foretell, so against the enemy, everywhere occupy the first opportunity. The third realm of the first grade of the Tianxiang realm, because to achieve the resonance of heaven and man and named, among this realm, has been good at prying into the world’s meteorological practitioners, or even better, for the direction of the general trend, especially involving their own situation, there is a kind of keen intuition. Then the highest of the four realms in the first grade of the land immortals, known as the East China Sea to the desert, its free and easy, when the word unspeakable evaluation.

In today’s world, who dares to say that the straw bag son of the gold and jade outside and inside is not a true immortal?

Xu Fengyen behind the Wudang peaks gradually far away, clearly perceived that the distant sword just flew into the Huainan Road from the Jiangnan Road, a doomed to take place in the nine heavens above the battle of life and death will soon come, but after all, there is still a Huainan Road, Xu Fengyen is still not in a hurry. In addition to the two thousand and four imperial swords, like an immortal on stilts, Xu Fengyen stood on top of the flying sword with his hands on his head, gazing at the vast sea of clouds, sighing a bit, he originally could have such a day ah.

To do the kind of snow without trace flying wall warrior, has been Xu Fengyen in the young can not forget a dream, anyway, his Xu family has the world’s heroes and heroes all bowed down the Xu family knife, then he will carry the knife to go on the riverside, shoveling out the evil, help the poor and needy, kill the bandits to save the women, children, the old and the young, to kill the thief to save the pretty girl, while chivalry and justice, while meeting those famous world of the jianghu good guy, to break out of a similar! Xu Shen Dao’s ringing nickname, and at that time the Central Plains jianghu and quite popular son as a name suffix, the young son of His Highness and his big sister discussed a long time, very attentively listed a large number of “son”, such as if you wear a white robe travel with the Jade Tree son, wearing a green shirt called the Green Dragon son … … …He promised his younger brother, Huang Ban Er, that he would help him snatch the world’s most beautiful woman as his daughter-in-law in the Jianghu Lake. Unfortunately, the second sister who only likes to read history and flip through military books always scoffed at this, but when the teenager swore that he would also find a good daughter-in-law, just like Xu Snapdragon found his mother in the Jianghu. The second sister finally laughed, she unprecedentedly did not sarcastic ridicule.

In the north of the Liang acres of lawlessness of His Highness, is only later heard, the world may really have that like a bird flying through the clouds of the immortal people. Once bored, he went to bully a young girl who also sleeps holding the talisman dagger, he blabbered intentionally scare her, told her that in fact, his own bones are so clear that even he is afraid, is the hundred years of rare martial arts wizards, as long as he is willing to practice martial arts and sword practice, an incense burns incense will be able to go to that Tai’an City of the sky on the sword to poop and pee.

Idea up then sword move, Xu Fengyen around the dense eight flying swords are slightly scattered, but before the foot of the flying sword every ten feet, there is a flying sword in the front, sword to sword.

Xu Fenian smiled and took a step out, stepping on that sword ten zhang away, so on and so forth, a sword for a sword, began to run wildly.

A long, long time ago back then, just settled in Qingliang Mountain, the eldest sister has not yet married far away from Jiangnan, the second sister has not yet been accompanied by a wheelchair, the younger brother has not yet been enlightened, four innocent and happy children, casually looking for an open space, rowing out the grid, can jump and jump for an afternoon also do not know how to get tired. When it was time to eat, the man who didn’t wear armor, so he only looked like a rich man, would always come over to shout at the children under the order of his daughter-in-law, who had a slight limp in his leg, and a man’s face in front of his own children, so he would only smile happily and watch them play, and if it wasn’t for his daughter-in-law who personally rushed to catch them, the man seemed to be able to watch them all the time, with his mouth saying slow down a bit, don’t fall down.

No one will ever know why a man who has seen so many magnificent landscapes of the world, including the Northern Han, the Later Sui, Western Chu, and Western Shu, since he left Liaodong Jinzhou, will end up time and time again not getting tired of watching his four children jumping a thousand lattices, but will feel reluctant to part with them after his daughter-in-law urges to call out to them. As if hoping that his four children, always just like this carefree, do not grow up, the woman do not marry away from home, the son do not pick up the burden.

Probably no one will also ever know that there is a young man who is not a Land Sword Immortal, the great war is approaching, but he is stepping on a flying sword and jumping on a grid above the sea of clouds, just because he is remembering the joyful times of his childhood.

Xu Fengyen finally stopped and leaned back to lie down, underneath him, he had a hundred flying swords articulated and gathered in a flash.

Xu Fengyen lay on top of the large bed made of flying swords, squinting his eyes at the sky, the brilliant sunlight in the sky fell on him.

The golden body was radiant.

Not long ago, on a Youzhou official road near the town of Escape Summer, the young girl who was exhausted from rushing couldn’t bear that poisonous sun, so she told her companion beside her that she was going to rest for a while, and then she sat down in the shade of a leafy willow tree by the side of the road, leaning against the trunk to doze off. The bald little monk clad in a tattered robe squatted next to the young girl, and after she fell asleep, gently waved his sleeve to fan the gentle breeze. But the little monk was a little worried, he found that she seemed to have nightmares again, her brows were furrowed, not only this nap today, in fact, this journey, since the two of them entered the territory of Northern Liang, she was often like this, from time to time, she woke up in the middle of the night, no matter how tired she was, and then she was just dead set on closing her eyes and going to sleep.

The little monk helped the young girl fan the wind, saw the sleeping young girl actually shed tears, the little monk immediately followed the eyes red, lips slightly moving, murmured and choked: ”Master teacher mother, I am sorry, I didn’t take care of the things …… things ate a lot of bitterness, all more than half a year didn’t buy the same rouge, and even the store also don’t Look, things also deliberately said she no longer like rouge …… Master, while things actually heart still like rouge, you teach me to epiphany, this time I learn by heart, earlier to become a Buddha well ……”

The little monk’s ears suddenly rang a voice that is no longer familiar, “You this stupid disciple na.”

The little monk first hurriedly looked up, full of surprise, and then stretched out his finger and shushed, signaling the visitor not to disturb her, the little monk did not even bother to wipe away the tears on his face.

The white monk who came from Wudang Mountain sighed in his heart, the daughter is really not wrong, is a stupid north and south ah.

Li Dangxin slowly sat on the ground.

Abbot Abbot Abbot Abbot, within a radius of one square meter, immediately get cool.

White monk closed his eyes, gently reached out his hand, pointing at the center of his daughter’s eyebrows.

Xiangfu three years. Late fall.

North Mang’s army once again gathered, 400,000 elites pressed into Huaiyang Pass one after another.

A young monk breaks through the clouds, like an immortal landing outside the city, sitting cross-legged.

The young monk raised his head fiercely and said in a deep voice, “Heaven and earth are so big, allow the young monk to erect a monument of mercy for Li Zi only in the square inch of land in front of this Beiliang City!”

He closed his eyes and folded his hands.

In fact, he didn’t say it out loud, the world is no bigger than east, west, south, and north.

The cavalry did not launch a charge, but slowly pressed forward, and then ten thousand arrows were fired.

The arrows were as densely packed as a swarm of locusts pressing down.

The entire sky was like a fragile piece of silk, instantly torn apart by sharp objects.

The young monks bowed their heads and chanted sutras, molding their golden bodies.

As a shower of arrows poured down, the monk’s golden light began to shake and decay.

The rain of arrows was endless.

Scarlet blood began to gradually soak through the robe.

The blood-covered young monk’s lips trembled as he lowered his head and murmured, ”Master, you said that the depths of love know that regret is unwilling to be repented. I always don’t understand these truths you say, but it doesn’t matter. If you go to the west, you can go, and if you become a Buddha, you can become a Buddha.”

For some reason, in an instant, the scarlet color of his body changed to a golden color.

The monk with blurred vision turned his head with difficulty and looked towards the city, his face was full of tears but he grinned, raising his hand and tapping his ear as if he was telling someone something.

He turned his head back and bent slightly, reaching out to pluck the sand around his feet in front of him, as if he was again vacating something for the purpose of setting aside an object.

He bent both fingers and knocked gently!

Between heaven and earth.

Suddenly resounded a clear and melodious sound of wooden fish ……

Under the shade of the willow, the young girl cried out violently, opening her eyes and looking around blankly.

When she saw that the stupid north and south were still there, and there was also the extra white clothes, and she didn’t know if she was still dreaming, she cried even more fiercely all of a sudden.

Not knowing what to do, the little monk tugged at his master’s sleeve, his voice hoarse, “Master, what’s wrong with the stuff?”

The white-robed monk cradled his daughter in his arms and softly comforted, “Alright, alright, silly daughter, don’t be afraid, father and stupid north and south are here.”

The white-robed monk stretched out his palm and wiped it on his daughter’s forehead, and Li something fell into a deep sleep.

This time, she was dreamless and slept extraordinarily sweetly.

Li Dangxin let his daughter continue to sit and lean against the willow tree, and helped wipe away the tear stains on her cheeks before he touched his big bald head and turned to the little bald head next to him, “North and South ah, when Li Stuff wakes up, take her to the Ziyang Palace on Wudang Mountain, where your master’s mother is waiting for you. She complained that the fasting food of the Taoist temple on the mountain has no oil and water and is not delicious, she misses you cooking and cooking ah. Remember to buy more chickens, ducks, fish and meat in the town at the foot of the mountain, wait for me to come back, at night we have a good family handful of a meal ……”

North and south little monk for ah: “I and things have no money ah, master you have?”

The white-robed monk glared and whispered, “When we get to Beilang, can the surname Xu not care about food? Big deal, you go to that place called escape summer town, open your voice to register yourself, say that I am Li Dangxin’s daughter and disciple!”

The young monk pursued, “If it doesn’t work, what should we do?”

The white-robed monk said without a good reason: “Then when you go up the mountain, go to the thatched cottage vegetable garden of the surname Xu, steal a few cucumbers, and cool them.”

The little monk touched his bald head and sighed.

The white monk slowly got up and said, “Look after yourself is, master to rush to give that kid a ride, away from the sun north mang two dynasties are extinguished buddha, only north liang respect buddha, if this is heavenly justice, that poor monk no zen, but to read a good zen.”

The little monk was nervous and said, “Master, when you meet with Xu Fengnian, you must be peaceful. He is very nice, right, master you didn’t bring that sharpened kitchen knife with you this time down the mountain, right? If I brought it, I’m going to use it for cooking and chopping at night, Master, you don’t have to bring it.”

The white-robed monk waved his sleeve and swept up, and after reaching a height of tens of feet, he stepped towards the sky.

One step, one lotus flower.

Li Dangxin said to himself, “Apprentice brother, ah, things like becoming a Buddha, you forget it. Master is on the line.”

On this day, high in the sky of Northern Liang, it was like a lotus pond hanging in the sky.

Afterward, there was even a Buddha sitting on the lotus.

In the sky nearly a hundred miles away from the border of Hezhou, the white-robed monk caught up with the young feudal lord who was going east with his sword.

Xu Fengyen stopped the spectacular sword formation that was speeding along and asked, “What’s the matter with the Zen master?”

The location of the two was already above the sea of clouds, the white-robed monk still reached out and pointed to a higher place, “You should know, right?”

Xu Fengnian laughed, “This is of course, in addition to Qi Jiajie’s sword and Xie Guanying’s horizontal insertion, there will be some …… some existences that will not be able to see eye-to-eye with me, but Zen Master don’t worry, it’s all in my anticipation. Lice are not afraid to bite, debts are not worrying, and that’s about it.”

Xu Fengyen looked up towards the vast underworld and laughed coldly, “If it was before the battle with Huang Qing, I would still be afraid of a few points, nowadays, it’s just the same.”

The white-robed monk looked at the northwest vassal king who opened the gateway of Beiliang to accept monks from all over the world, and said in a deep voice: “Poor monk is not helping you Xu Fengnian, and of course, I can’t help you with anything, but this side of Beiliang’s pure land is what poor monk’s master and elder brother, and that useless monk from Ragged Mountain all wish to see.”

Xu Fenian hesitated for a moment, but finally said bluntly, “Zen master should know clearly that my defense of the Northwest and my efforts to resist the millions of North Mang’s army were all out of selfishness. If I wasn’t Xu Snapdragon’s son, if I wasn’t the fact that my Northern Liang Iron Cavalry has been rooted here for twenty years, and their heart and blood are here, then I, Xu Fengyen, might at most go single-handedly to kill dozens of Northern Mang’s military generals to try and kill Topaz Bodhisattva, and definitely would not have died defending the borders to die in battle in Liangzhou. As for taking in monks from all over the world, why isn’t it like gambling with Liyang.”

The white-robed monk waved his hand impatiently, “Poor monk doesn’t care what you think, just look at how you do it and what you do.”

Xu Fengnian laughed it off.

The white-robed monk grunted coldly, “This sword is not simple, don’t die. My daughter and disciple have some accounts on credit with Escape Summer Town and are waiting for you, Xu Fengyen, to go back and pay them back.”

Xu Fenian smiled, “No problem!”

Xu Fengyen turned around and continued his sword ride straight to the border of Northern Liang and Huainan.

The white-robed monk turned to face the west, but turned his head to look at the slender figure that was slightly lonely and lonesome, quite a bit of his own year from the two Zen temples down the mountain alone traveling 10,000 miles to the west of the style well.

White monk smiled, not long ago in the Wudang Mountain daughter-in-law also said that if they have two daughters on the good, then feel ridiculous, seems to think now is not so outrageous.

The white-robed monk clasped his hands together and lightly recited a Buddha’s name.

Only to see that around the white-robed monk, a lofty lotus seat as huge as a mountain peak blossomed.

The lotus seat, bathed in the gorgeous sunlight, continuously rose above the sea of clouds.

In the entire Northern Liang, I don’t know how many thousands or tens of thousands of lotus flowers rose up.

The white-robed monk with his hands folded lowered his head and softly said, “When my mind is pure, when will I not see RuLai. Where my mind is pure, where is not the Western Heaven.”

The white-robed monk slowly raised his head and said aloud, “The Lotus Falls into the Kingdom of Buddha!”

Above a lotus flower sat a great Buddha.

The Buddha’s light spilled out ten million feet into the earth, enveloping the entire Northern Liang land.

Wudang group of peaks alone high northern Liang, away from the Yang northwest area, only the river state lineage and born of the Dansha Peak, Azi Peak, Goddess Peak, etc. within the adjacent six peaks, can be said to be able to not let the Wudang exclusively in front of the United States.

When Xu Fengyen drove the sword group came to the border of Youzhou, different from the quiet sea of clouds at the junction of LiangYue, the scene in front of us, the waves are rough, such as the wind shaking the sea tide, and that the river state mountains sunk into the bottom of the sea of clouds, only the six peaks of the most treacherous mountain, the joint high above the sea of clouds, but also only a small lotus reveals the sharp corner of the appearance of a small hilltop small dew such as that in the river base rock, the wave beat, still stood firm and still.

Xu Fengyen looked at the six “islands” in the distance, is here.

If there is no Xie Guanying to add insult to injury, Xu Fengyen, even if he allows the flying sword to enter the state of Youzhou, he stays in the town to escape the summer heat also has a few chances of victory, but now it is different, Xie Guanying’s intentions are far-reaching, not only to the sword to break away from the monk’s Buddha mantle of the chicken soup qi, but also to go along the trend of the qi and Xu Fengyen and the Northern Liang Qi are all broken, if the battle at the foot of the Wudang Mountain, even if Xu Fengyen successfully received the sword broken sword qi once the four scattering Even if Xu Fengnian succeeded in receiving the sword’s broken sword energy, once it scattered and escaped, it would still affect Beiliang, and he would still lose, and he couldn’t afford to lose.

If he wanted to meet the battle, he could only fight outside the border of Northern Liang.

Xu Fengyen gently exhaled a breath, and with his fingers together towards the sky, he smiled and said, “The first sword, the sword rises from the border.”

Apart from the flying sword under his feet, more than 2,400 swords instantly dispersed, all of them were not pointing upwards, with the distance between the swords ranging from ten to a hundred feet, and hovered in the sky above the border of Youzhou in turn.

Then Xu Fengyen retracted his fingers, bent his arms, and swung outward violently, “Second sword, Iron Cavalry in line.”

The more than 2,400 swords that were already slightly thin in the sword formation after the dispersion, actually in a flash, one sword gave birth to a hundred swords, and the swords did so.

The heights of the eastern border of Youzhou were like pulling up a sword net, like building a dike.

More like nearly 300,000 Northern Liang iron cavalry, arrayed here!

After setting up this magnificent sword formation that almost exhausted all the energy in his heart and chest, Xu Fengyen did not just stand in the sword formation and quietly wait for the “uninvited guest”.

Xu Fengyen pursed his lips tightly, his eyes resolute.

If outsiders look at Xu Fengyen, the first glance, must be his pair of Danfeng eyes, and then carefully measured, in addition to think that he has a pair of colorful skin, but also will notice that the pair of slightly thin lips, inevitably in the heart of the guess such a person, must be a cool temperament of the person.

North Liang 300,000 border generals, North Liang cold and bitter jagged million households!

Today, let me, the King of Bei Liang who feels guilty towards you, make myself a little less guilty!

Xu Fengnian raised his hand and rubbed his face fiercely, saying softly, ”Old Huang, Wen Hua, old man Sheepskin Fur, I’m very happy to have met you all in this life. With all three of you, I don’t even need to say I’m sorry, because I know you’re not happy to hear this at all.”

Xu Fengnian lowered his head and smiled, “Walking one then?”

Then walk!

Xu Fengyen inhaled a full breath but never exhaled, swept out in one step and lunged towards the Dansha Peak where the sea of clouds rolled over if it was hidden.

Xu Fengyen’s figure fell sharply, one foot stepped on the top of Dansha Peak, then catapulted up and landed on the top of the next peak after his figure leapt up again, constantly lending a hand to this great mountain!

Accompanied by the amazing rumbling sound of the mountain rocks rolling away, Xu Fengyen, who no longer had any mountains to fall on, opened his five fingers and crashed his entire body into a blinding white rainbow that cut through the sky.

A hundred miles away from the border of Youzhou.

High in the sky.

When Xu Fengyen’s palm and the tip of the sword collided together, the original magnificent smoke clouds exploded and completely disappeared in this instant.

There were no more clouds for miles.

Xu Fengyen’s palm blocked this sword, the body of purple and gold light flow, surprisingly up to ten feet long, but as thin as a willow leaf, so this unsheathed sword, the whole sword is the tip of the sword!

Cast in the East Vietnam sword pool biggest but sealed furnace nearly two hundred years of Dafeng sword furnace, according to legend, the last emperor of the Dafeng dynasty once threw a side of the jade seal of the state in the furnace, so the sword furnace has Dafeng luck to stay.

Sword furnace at the end of the first year of Liyang xiangfu quietly open the furnace, day and night, the fire of the furnace, ten miles away from the vaguely visible, the East Vietnam sword pool had to be built in the four sides of the sword furnace in the four towering ZhenYun high building, FuLong school practitioners in the outside of the building to wait, so as to hide the sword gas and fire light.

Xu Fengyen was instantly knocked over a thousand feet towards the Youzhou side by this sword, and when he retreated, it was more than two whole miles!

Even if it was Tuoba Bodhisattva’s full power strike, or Deng Tai’a’s sword, or even Wang Xianzhi at his peak, it would never have this power.

Xu Fengyen’s mind was free of distractions, his entire body’s qi was frantically converging towards the point where the tips of the swords collided in his palm.

Although the sharp and unrivaled slender sword tip had yet to pierce Xu Fenian’s palm astral energy, Xu Fenian knew in his heart that as long as an opening was made, even if the opening was insignificant, it was highly likely that the army would be defeated.

A drum from the East Vietnam sword pool to this river state in the air above the nameless long sword, in the sword momentum appeared negligible that stagnation, such as human nature aura, after the wrath, the momentum does not reduce but increase, the sword qi chaotic lingering, reflecting Xu Fengyen full of purple and gold qi, those chilly sword light has condensed substance, whipped in Xu Fengyen’s body, but also the astral flow of the robe appeared in a burst of ripples.

This sword swept through the East Vietnam Road, Guangling Road, Jiangnan Road, Huainan Road.

A sword light cold nineteen states.

Here and now, it has nearly climbed to the peak, unstoppable.

Xu Fengyen’s palm was dead against the tip of the sword, in order to weaken the horrible impulse of the sword, he had to bend his knees slightly and lean forward.

One person and one sword, trailing a thick smoke cloud mist in the sky.

Past Boze Peak, past Zixiu Peak, past Old Weng Peak.

Xu Fengyen’s regressive figure passed three peaks in a row.

It was no more than fifty miles away from that sword formation at the border of Youzhou.

Xu Fengyen’s robes were covered with pieces of raw frost, the natural flow of qi outside his body was obviously no longer enough to disperse the wild sword intent.

When Xu Fengyen caught a glimpse of Goddess Peak out of the corner of his eye, he finally exhaled that breath.

The tip of the sword instantly pierced into the heart of his hand!

Blood blossomed.

Xu Fengyen simply used the tip of the sword as a fulcrum, his body completely leaning forward, his posture like he was pushing a mountain with one hand, shaking the Kunlun with force.

Past Goddess Peak, Azi Peak, Dansha Peak.

Passing three more mountains.

The tip of the sword had completely pierced through Xu Fenian’s hand, slightly penetrating the back of his hand!

Xu Fenian’s face was expressionless as he stretched out his left hand and folded it over the back of his right hand.

Xu Fengyen’s internal qi flowed for 800 miles in an instant, raging like a tidal wave of the Guangling River.

Two palms, one horizontal and one vertical.

Stacking thunder!

But just three miles away, the tip of the sword is still little by little exposed from the back of Xu Fengyen’s left hand, more than an inch of the tip of the sword, but with a lofty weather.

Xu Fengyen stomped his foot.

Thunder could be heard above the earth of Hezhou under his feet.

He allowed the tip of the sword to break his back by another inch.

The sword’s momentum finally gave way.

Scarlet blood flowed down the back of Xu Fenian’s hand into his sleeve, and then quickly condensed into a puddle of blood frost.

Although the forward momentum of the ten foot long sword had been stopped, it did not mean that the sword’s momentum had begun to decline.

Almost every mile Xu Fenian retreated, the tip of the sword would penetrate an additional half inch from the back of Xu Fenian’s second hand.

It was only twenty miles from the border of Youzhou.

The longsword began to draw an arc trajectory here, the tip of the sword slightly facing downwards, falling towards the earth of Youzhou.

Xu Feng’s prehensile figure gradually stood up straight.

Near the hometown, the wanderer is righting his sash.

And as a result, the tip of that zhang sword touched the right side of Xu Fengyi’s chest.

It was just a hair’s breadth away from piercing in.

Xu Fengyen behind that seat of more than twenty ten thousand flying swords, simultaneously buzzed, converging like a sand field drum beating, resounding through the clouds.

Seven orifices bleeding?

Xu Fengyen was simply already drenched in blood at this point.

Especially the face that was not covered by the robe, there was constantly a trace of blood seeping out, not waiting for the ubiquitous fine sword qi to swing clean, then fresh blood would trickle out.

Ten miles.

That long sword had penetrated through the chest.

Xu Fengyen kept his palms against the sword from start to finish.

He looked down at the sword, his vision was a bit blurred as the blood obstructed his eyes.

Xu Fengnian pulled the corner of his mouth and gently spat out a mouthful of blood onto this sword.

Lao Zi is not good, you are not the same also a drum and then decline?

The long sword trembled and churned Xu Fengyen’s wound flesh and blood.

Five miles.

A ten foot long sword.

Half of it is in front of Xu Fenian.

The other half is already behind Xu Fengyen.

No one could imagine this gruesome scene.

Three miles.

The sword formation was silent.

Just like when the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry really started their deadly charge, there was never any loud shouts from the other soldiers.

The sword was seven feet past the person.

Xu Fengnian’s lips moved slightly, his words were slurred.

When I was young, my mother said with a smile, Xiaonian, you have to remember, where our Xu family door is, is where the door of the Central Plains is. It has nothing to do with who the emperor of Liyang is, and it has nothing to do with whether the people of the Central Plains curse the Xu family or not.

The man who had never dared to talk back to the princess but made an unprecedented bold statement: Xiaonian, don’t take it seriously, don’t ever take it seriously! Fighting a war is no fun, don’t be a hero if you can. I Xu Snapdragon’s son how, must die for the country ah, no such reasoning!

Xu Fengnian just told himself: Mother, I’ll listen to you, not my father.

Two miles.

Behind us is that barren mountains and rivers of Youzhou.

The longsword had penetrated eight feet through the body!

It was going to make the most mighty struggle between that qi decline and exhaustion.

Xu Fengyen converted his palms into fists, his palms were bloody and white bones were visible, he tightly gripped that longsword with only three feet of sharpness in front of his body and pulled it outwards!

One mile.

Xu Fengnian stumbled backward, but his hands were tightly pressed against his chest, clutching the end of that zhang sword in death.

Unwilling to let go!

Half a mile.

Xu Fengyen continued to hold the tail of the sword with one hand, and with the other hand, he circled around to his back and held the blade that ran through his chest.

The Northern Mang’s millions of troops are pressing in, but my Liangzhou Tiger’s Head City still remains, Youzhou Xiaguang City still remains, as long as there is still one person in the city who is still alive, the city will remain.

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes.

Northern Liang is unwilling to retreat in a deadly battle.

It is because we cannot retreat!

Xu Fengyen did not break his long sword with both hands.

Instead, he pulled off the ten-foot sword!

When the longsword cracked with that sound.

It seemed like a long time had passed.

In the end, Xu Fengyen stood with his head bent low to the east of the sword formation, just a few feet away from that solemn sword formation.

And he was holding a broken sword in each of his two hands.

This million mile sword could pass through the four paths and nineteen states of Liyang, but had never taken a step into Northern Liang.

After the long sword was pulled off, millions of threads of sword qi really flowed around, all of which were blocked one by one by the sword formation outside the door of Youzhou.

This summer, the blazing sun of Tai’an City rained heavily.

Sword rain.