Chapter 255 – Bold Lu Dongxuan

If someone was able to look down on the Chintian Supervisor from the sky, they would be able to see what looked like a tiny silver thread, easily cutting through a large piece of heavy black cloth.

Xu Fengyen and that “great presence” of the first ancestor of Longhu Mountain on earth, together broke through the Li family’s iron armor infantry formation.

Li Shouguo, who was the first one to lead the troops, was coincidentally located right in front of the infantry formation, and this general’s chest seemed to have taken a heavy blow from a siege hammer, and he fell seven or eight feet away, surrounded by his fellow soldiers, even though he was wearing a heavy armor, the vast majority of the soldiers still fainted, and there were occasional moans of pain, and the dazed Li Shouguo shook his head vigorously, and he used to bite through his lips to wake up, and he tried his best to open his eyes. Trying his best to open his eyes wide, he twisted his head with difficulty to look at the two culprits who had cut through the formation, a back figure, not wearing python robes wearing onyx, had already withdrawn his sword, and gently swung it, directly shaking off the flotsam and jetsam of purple electricity on the tip of the sword, and the back of his back was drenched with scarlet blood, like blood in the snow, which was particularly eye-catching.

Next Li Shou Guo creepily found that the sword-carrying immortal’s chest appeared a fist-sized hole, just so abruptly blank, but even more mind-boggling is that the immortal is still full of indifference to the look, the torso to the hard to poke out a big hole, with the woman to the embroidery needle in the finger pricked out a drop of blood is almost the same.

Lotus crown old Taoist stood beside the sword-carrying immortal, the latter stared at the young feudal lord who was holding his breath and smiled, “It’s fine, this guy still hasn’t used the Northern Liang Qi, since he is so arrogant, it doesn’t matter if he gets another seven or eight knives. Such a life-exchange method, I’m not losing out.”

Unlike other immortals of all kinds of auspicious weather, the head of the lotus crown of the old Taoist priest dressed in the style of old ordinary robes, and no Tianshifu as the temple minister of the purple and yellow color, in fact, this is normal, as the old Liyang’s first protectorate of the real people, the time of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain has not yet risen, although self-appointed Taoist ancestor of the world, but the world of Taoism is still only recognized by the Dafeng dynasty of the real people of the Wudang, the Taoist Master Zhao was naturally also The old Taoist monk said that although he was not happy with Xu Fengshi, he did not want to see him.

Although the old Taoist Xu Fengyen’s two strikes were described as thunderous, but from beginning to end, only in terms of qi, completely different from most of the Zhao family descendants of immortal’s overbearing, at this time, the old Taoist looked at the young feudal lord who never changed qi, sighed: “Why do you have to be so bitter? Xu Fengnian, do you know how many things you have given up along the way? The True Martial Dharma Body, the Qin Emperor’s Qi, this is just fine, after all, a hundred lifetimes and a thousand years are too ethereal, but now you don’t even care about the life of the current lifetime?”

Xu Fengyen ignored the old Taoist’s question and looked up towards the Tongtian Terrace of the Qin Heavenly Supervisor that had usurped the Liyang ritual.

Both sides knew that when Xu Fengnian was changing his qi, it was the time when Immortal Sword Raising and Old Taoist Lotus Flower were at their full strength. Whether the Taoist is one foot taller or the devil is one foot taller, each demonstrates his or her own divine ability. The reason why the old Taoist has this idle chat with the young feudal king, talk about any goodwill, it is only delay, the two have a better chance of winning, their Immortal Immaculate body, can be shattered, but there is no such thing as injuries, but Xu Fengyen is different, the world’s so-called land immortals, in the final analysis, is still a human being. Even that celestial Gao Shulu, who had once suffered the wrath of the heavens, was still difficult to be compared to a true Immortal as far as physical strength was concerned. One thing that really puzzles the two Longhu Mountain grandmasters is that with Xu Fengyen’s knowledge, he clearly knows that the Immortal’s Immaculate, even if you are a divine weapon can’t hurt the slightest bit, but as long as there is a Scale, it is fatal, and it will directly cut down on the Taoist goodness that has been painstakingly saved up for several or even ten lifetimes, so Xu Fengyen’s real weapon is not the plain and simple weapon, it is the one that has been used by the Immortal, but the one that has been used by the two Longhu Mountain grandmasters. Therefore, Xu Fengyen’s real weapon is not the ordinary Beiliang sword, but the Beiliang Qi!

Xu Fengnian retracted his sight and suddenly smiled, ”I am grateful for the two styles of ‘Opening Mountain’ and ‘Ascending Sky’ that the old realist had earlier. To come and not to go is not ……”

Before that “salute” could be uttered, Xu Fengyen had already disappeared in place, and then appeared in front of the lotus-crowned old Taoist without any warning, his cool knife horizontally obliterating the latter’s head.

The old Taoist smiled cheerfully, hands behind his back, footsteps lightly stepped, moved backward a few steps, the soles of his feet step by step lotus, his body shape floating, the sleeves of his clothes do not move at all.

Celestials do not exceed the rules.

The young feudal lord didn’t seem to even notice his own futility, and the cool knife continued to wipe away.

But just as the old Taoist was about to stand still, another Xu Fengyian appeared in front of him, following him like a shadow, continuing to maintain the same posture, the coolsword wiping the great good head horizontally.

The old Taoist moved a few more steps sideways, walking idly, managing to dodge the sharpness of the cool knife.

Although with the Buddhist scriptures contained in the “vajra undefeated” has the same flavor of immaculate body, but the old man does not believe that this young man surnamed Xu really will not play some trick, really stupid from the beginning to the end with the cool knife cut people, and then their own wear themselves to death. This young on the top of the earth in the northwest of the feudal king, is a variety of tricks endless difficult opponent, especially even Wang Xianzhi have killed, there is no guarantee that there will not be the bottom of the box skills. The old man is happy to wait and see what happens, might as well respond to all changes with no change, now it should have been his injury Xu Fengyen is furious, the old man just need to wait patiently until the young man can not help but to jump over the wall of that key moment can be.

Lotus Crown old Taoist stepped on the astral dipper, shrinking heaven and earth in a square inch, each shift looks like a simple two or three steps, but all of them can make that cool knife fall into the air.

Due to the life and death of the two too fast, in a flash on the square of the Qin Tianjian no less than a hundred Xu Fengyian, and that Longhu Mountain Zhao Xianjia is still idle, in the increasingly narrow plaza shuttle freely, as a tail in the river and lake as a leisurely swimming fish.

The first generation ancestor of Longhu Mountain who was holding the talisman sword Yubi did not rush to help out, for one thing, there was no need for him to add to the situation, and for another, every moment that passed meant that the rope around the neck of Xu Fengyen, who was about to die, was getting tighter and tighter, and the person who was strangling the rope was coincidentally Xu Fengyen himself.

He held the sword in his right hand, erected in front of his body in a standing sword style, his left hand bent his thumb, gently pierced his index finger, and then began to draw a talisman on top of the peach wood sword that was rumored to have killed countless demons and ghosts.

The blood that flowed out of his index finger was not bright red, but white in color and brilliant in light, just like the bright moon hanging from his fingertip.

Several chi veins in Tai’an City, which were originally suppressed by their respective buildings, quickly surged towards the Chintian Supervisor.

When the talisman is completed, it will be victorious.

The corners of the mouth of the eternally youthful looking Qingyi Immortal quietly hooked up, I drew the talisman in a dignified manner, can you tolerate it?

In the eyes of the Leiyang armorer whose martial arts cultivation was not outstanding, it was a blink of an eye, dozens of Northern Liang Kings appeared in the square, and in another blink of an eye, the number of people broke a hundred. Previously was not knocked unconscious more than a thousand Li family armor soldiers were all dumbfounded, can only stare dryly.

Deep down, these Liyang elite mood is incredibly complex, on the arrogant and domineering young king of the clan fear more, hate instead of less, seemingly absurd, but the reason is actually very simple, the early years of the jungle, the world’s beauty of the world there are a few do not adore Li ChunGang’s? How many martial artists in the world do not respect Wang Xianzhi? With their company, together in the world, in the end, as long as it is not involved in the death of the feud, most of them are yearning for. Liyang Chongwu, is to rely on iron hooves and knives to fight down the kingdom, Qi Jiajie a body of white clothes, why in the city of Tai’an can be a lot of dragon children and grandchildren of the teaching of the teacher? Tongxi sword fairy Lu Baijie why break into the capital as Secretary of the Ministry of War, the city alleys and lanes are all applauded? And with a shocking news recently rumored, it is said that the young king of Beilang once fought alone with the North Mang army god Tuoba Bodhisattva in the western region for thousands of miles, killing the sky and the earth. Regardless of what the literati civil officials of Tai’an City think, the men who eat soldiers’ pay, even if their mouths would say such things, most likely that the young feudal king surnamed Xu bragged wildly, to advocate for his trip to the capital to build up momentum only. But no matter how the truth, military men, the bottom of the heart will mostly have some regret, think you Xu Fengnian why you didn’t do a good job in the western region to kill that Topaz Bodhisattva? If it is really for you to take off the head, our gang of eating royal food, the big deal is to scold you again when the mouth a little bit of virtue well.

On the contrary, the Li family armor to the immortal who regarded human life as grass, but from the first respect God, quickly gave birth to a hostile, Xu Fengyen killed hundreds of iron horsemen on the street in one blow, the means of ruthlessness is not false, but that the origin of the heavy cavalry army of unknown origin suddenly everyone into the golden armor of the immortal, this kind of immortal handiwork, it is really too let a person cold hearted. Originally faced with a strong enemy, my generation of martial arts, when the sands to go through, battle death is battle death, but so unexplained death, how its suffocating? How heroic? I’m afraid who will die in peace.

On top of the high wall, Luo Yang two fingers carrying a wine bottle, gently shaking, laughed: “Cao Changqing is not able to intervene, you Deng Tai’a at least a little bit of kinship with him, just watch the fun here?”

No one nearby, Deng Tai’a itself is not the kind of guy who likes to pretend to be a tall person, at this time squatting at Cao Changqing’s feet, did not have the good sense to say: “Just that little bit of fart relationship, back then in the East China Sea has long been used up.”

Cao Changqing joked: “Do not make it difficult for us Peach Blossom Sword God, this fight, of course, I can not intervene, but the fact that no one is not good to intervene, just like yesterday in the lower Mawei stage hall, to the end of the look is that I and Deng Tai’a two to fight a, but I think you Luo Yang also know, to our position, the number of people, not much significance. Of course, face is also important.”

Deng Tai’a seemed to remember something, “In terms of connections, that godly Lu Zu is the one who should help, right?”

Luo Yang hesitated for a moment, and in a single word, “Back then, that person was to Gao Ting Shu, just like Wang Xianzhi was to Li Chungang, and what he is to Wang Xianzhi now. So, who is next?”

Rao Deng Tai’a was dumbfounded and turned his head to glance at Cao Changqing, who nodded his head gently.

Deng Tai’a suddenly had some anger and broke into foul language, “Dog days, how miserable is this kid! It was originally meant for that Lu Zu reincarnation to subdue?!”

Luo Yang sneered, “Or else you think?”

Then Luo Yang glanced at the sky, “The cycle of heaven’s path, heaven’s justice is clear.”

Cao Changqing slowly said, “Since Lu Zu was able to even withdraw from the Heavenly Gate, he may not necessarily act in accordance with this reasoning.”

Teng Tai’a sneered, “Good one may not!”

Luo Yang smirked, “Not happy about it?”

Deng Tai’a took a deep breath, “Forget it, even if I’m willing to help, that kid won’t be happy about it.”

Luo Yang took a sip of wine, his face clouded over, “That’s true.”

Deng Ta’a suddenly stood up, shaking his wrist, and said in a deep voice, “The grudge of the Qin Tian Supervisor, Xu Feng Nian, he solved it himself, dying here is his life, anyway, if he survives today, his future end ‘may not’ be any better. But Xie Guanying, this leggy old rabbit, I, Deng Ta’a, will chase after it once this time.”

After passing the city of Xiangfan in Qingzhou, the Guangling River was considered to be in the middle and lower reaches.

A young Taoist priest and his disciple, a small Taoist boy, sat together on the riverbank and meditated cross-legged.

The young Taoist boy began to doze off as he meditated.

The young monk did not voice reprimand, every time the shaky little Taoist boy to fall back, he reached out to help a little.

This young Taoist priest with simple robes is Wudang’s current head teacher Li Yu axe.

With his disciple Yu Fu along the Guangling River, in order to escort the dragon fish into the sea.

Suddenly, Li Yu Axe’s body shook, and two words came softly from his ears, “Yu Axe.”

Li Yu Axe slowly turned his head and saw an equally young Taoist man sitting right beside him with a warm smile.

That Taoist and his disciple, Yu Fu, sat to the left and right of Li Yu Axe.

Li Yuaxe was in tears and was about to get up to bow and salute.

The man hurriedly waved his hand and said, “Don’t, we don’t do this on the mountain.”

But Li Yu axe still insisted to get up, respectfully, choked and said: “Poor Taoist Li Yu axe, see the head teacher little uncle.”

The young Taoist who was addressed by Li Yu Hatchet as the young master uncle was full of helplessness, “You ah, really like Yu senior brother, afraid of you. Previously on the mountain, in charge of the precepts of the eldest brother are not Yu elder brother so preachy, that time the world son of his highness every time after beating the people sent out of the hand of books …… Well, you know, is the kind of pictures than the word more than the kind of the kind of the eldest brother every time to rummage through the box after the seizure, that are not able to throw away, the only one Yu elder brother found out, it is to grab me by the ear and scold people I’m not going to throw it away. So jade axe you later if you bumped into the mountain little Taoist private collection of such books, scolded a few words on the line, do not hit …… really want to hit also line, but remember to tell him, the next day of cultivation has been accomplished, will be the book back to him. Eldest brother was so told me at first, you see, later I’m not some success?”

Li Yu Axe raised his arm and wiped his eyes, smiling knowingly.

Wudang Mountain’s young senior uncle, Li Yu Axe’s youngest senior uncle.

Then it would have to be the one who rode a green ox and laughed at everyone back then, Hong Zuixiang.

The young senior uncle looked at the Guangling River that was flowing across the Central Plains, and was out of his mind for a moment before he said, ”The previous walk was dragged on and on, it was something that could not be helped. This time I came, in addition to very much wanting to greet you personally, I also want to borrow a sword from you once.”

Li Yu Axe actually didn’t even look half headstrong, and just solemnly nodded his head.

Hong Zaixiang looked up at the sky, “I didn’t go back then, and I won’t go in the future. So for that matter, I’ll just have to work hard for you.”

Li Yu Axe’s eyes were clear and resolute, “Junior Master and don’t worry.”

Both of them stood up together, Hong Zaixiang patted Li Yuaxe’s shoulder and smiled, “Much more responsible than me, it would have been better if you had gone to the mountain earlier. I would have lent you the book.”

Li Yu Axe smiled.

There was no half thought of the tall image of that young master uncle in his mind collapsing.

This kind of junior uncle was precisely his junior uncle.

Li Yu axe behind the back of the back of the peach wood sword removed, handed over to the little uncle.

Hong Zaixiang took the mahogany sword, looked down at the little Taoist boy, and suddenly said to Li Yu Axe, “Yu Axe, cultivation should not be mistaken for the word ‘longevity’, and cultivation should not be done with one mind as an immortal in vain, and this truth, help me tell myself.”

Li Yu Axe replied, “Will do!”

Hong Zaixiang lightly threw the Wudang mahogany sword, which was no more unusual than that, into the Guangling River, and laughed softly, “Cultivation has been eight hundred years in the autumn, but I have never taken a person’s head with a flying sword. Go!”

The moment Hong washed the elephant to throw the peach wood sword, the heavenly thunder rolled, and the sound momentum immediately overpowered the river waves.

It seemed like a celestial being was sitting high in the clouds and shouted angrily to the earth, “Lu Dongxuan, you are bold!”

Hong Washiang threw back his head and laughed, “The poor Taoist has been bold for 800 years!”

The peach wood sword still in its sheath first hovered over the river for a moment, then flickered away.

The heavenly celestial beings were silenced at once!

Li Yu Axe looked at the river without turning his head.

The young master was gone.

Three feet of qi.

Thousands of years of style.