Not only was Feng Qingbai deprived of his weapon, but he was also almost stabbed in the heart with a sword-controlling technique. Instead of feeling humiliated and furious, Feng Qingbai's eyes shone brightly, feeling that he was finally "somewhat interesting".
The rules of the world still need to be discussed. Feng Qingbai was rescued by Lu Fang. He stood behind the famous "half sword fairy" and said thank you.
Looking at the handsome back with sword-filled sleeves, Feng Qingbai was a little envious. He only relied on his family background and sect to be where he is today. Although he has good talent, he is still not worthy of it. It has the reputation of "unparalleled" and "once in a century".
Lu Fang is different.
A person like Lu Fang would be the best swordsman in any world.
Lu Fang, who had his back to Feng Qingbai, smiled and said, "You're welcome. If you are willing, I can continue to help you hold the battle, provided you have the courage to take back the sword."
< p>Feng Qingbai stretched out his hand and rubbed his left shoulder, feeling helpless, shaking his head and saying: "It's not difficult up there, but unfortunately here, I'm destined to not be able to get that sword back."Lu Fang Nodding, "Then you can watch the battle nearby."
Feng Qingbai smiled knowingly and said: "The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and there will be rewards in the future."
Feng Qingbai came down this trip. , it took a huge favor from the master to help him sail down to the Ten Thousand Mountains, and he became a self-awareness for more than ten years. He gave up his identity as a swordsman, stole a pair of skins with good foundation, and then became a pure martial artist. As a martial arts swordsman, starting from scratch and challenging masters from all walks of life, there are benefits, but it is far from enough for Feng Qingbai to achieve what his master calls "from far to near".
Before coming down, Feng Qingbai had a long talk with his master. In addition to swords, swordsmen also have their own flying swords. Intangible, the swordsman of the Jianghu, emphasizes that I am invincible within three feet, which is close.
So Feng Qingbai wanted to learn the art of swordsmanship from close range.
Fortunately, watching the white-robed swordsman and Lu Fang draw their swords was also a training exercise.
Feng Qingbai still has the vision and character.
As for today's victory or defeat, Feng Qingbai doesn't care. In fact, most of the banished immortals did not come to this world for "invincibility" and "complete victory". It is related to the personal state of mind.
Yao'er sat slumped against the wall, sweating profusely, barely able to stop the flow of blood. She didn't even dare to lower her head to look at the wound.
The pipa girl who was smashed into the wall, her face covered with blood, struggled and finally fell to the ground. She leaned against the wall and stood up little by little, looking at her beloved pipa. , walking together in the world for so many years, it has become tattered, and she is really unable to pick it up. She doesn’t even look at the fighting situation on the street. She presses one hand on the wall and staggers forward. The poor woman’s face is horribly pale, as if she is going to A must visit place.
Ma Xuan has not yet woken up, and he may never have a chance in this life.
weekA thin layer of sweat oozed from Shi's forehead. Just catching a glimpse of the white-robed swordsman wielding his sword from the corner of his eye made Zhou Shi's heart feel heavy and he was almost out of breath.
It is not easy to urge those beads to fall to the ground and take root. You need to cut off and fish out a strand of qi in the body, carefully pour the beads,
and then follow the immortal teachings privately taught by your father Zhou Fei. In the family formation map, the method named "Slaying the Dragon" is used. The beads are placed like chess pieces to form a chess position. During this period, no one step can be missed. Each bead contains the secrets of Zhou Feicong. After searching and collecting the "immortal energy" from everywhere, Zhou Fei once asked him to hold a magic weapon and shoot at will, but Zhou Shi could not hurt the beads at all.
This time he followed his father to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. He always thought he was sure of victory, but he just wanted to join in the fun. He just wanted to hide in the shadow behind his father and Old Demon Ding, sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers. , it is enough to just watch other people's life and death, but Ding Ying does not act according to common sense, forcing him to accompany Ya'er to personally take risks.
My father is dead, but there is still hope. But after Zhou Shi died, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven to live up to his name and return to the world as Zhou Shi.
And with his father's temper, as long as Zhou Shi died in the middle of the road, he might not even bother to take a second look at his own body, and he would never spend the slightest thought.
The reason why Chen Ping'an did not pursue the victory was because, in addition to Lu Fang's obstruction, he was familiar with the weight of the long sword and the amount of infuriating energy required for its various flyby trajectories. The better, the sword master controls the sword, the so-called arm-like command, he has just crossed the threshold, and more importantly, he has entered a realm of "lingxi". This is a pseudo realm that imitates the sword master's control of the flying sword, just like a crude It is a copy and rubbing, but the fake also has the true meaning and is equally learned.
Lu Fang has actually been hesitating.
Because Old Devil Ding is nearby.
Once you choose to use all your strength to deal with the white-robed swordsman, it is easy for the perverse Ding Ying to attack. Ding Ying never cares about the rules and identity, and he may be dealing with a low-level person who doesn't like him. A martial artist will punch with all his strength. Furthermore, Lu Fang was worried about the safety of Hairpin Huarang Zhou Shi.
At this moment, Lu Fang and Chen Pingan were looking at the same place almost at the same time.
That was a tall and thin old Confucian scholar in blue shirt. He walked with a stern demeanor. He was clearly one of the few mountain masters in the world. However, he did not interfere in the confrontation between Chen Pingan and Lu Fang. , but turned from the street to the alley, and went to the courtyard where Chen Pingan lived temporarily.
The national teacher Zhong Qiu faced Ding Ying.
If there is anyone in the world who dares to challenge Old Demon Ding with two fists, and is able to beat him to the point of anger, and who is willing to fight to the death, it is not the immortal Yu Zhenyi who is vaguely one level above the martial arts category. Not to mention that he had a bird's eye view of Feng Lu Fang, only the autumn.
In this way, Lu Fang really had no worries.
Lu Fang slowly unsheathed his sword. Every inch the Dachun was unsheathed, an extra inch of dazzling light appeared in the world.The eyes are dazzling, and the smiling face has to squint.
The skinny little girl, who had always wished that no one could see her, huddled on the bench. When her smiling face was about to squint, she widened her eyes and watched carefully as the sword light spread from inch to inch. When she reached two inches, her face was filled with tears without flinching. When Dachun was halfway out of the sheath, she suddenly turned her head, feeling as if she was going blind. Even if she closed her eyes, her "eyes" were still white. She stretched out her hand Small hands as thin as chicken feet gently wiped the face.
The reason why she stared at the man drawing the sword was that she simply thought the sight was very beautiful, and she wanted to grab it in her hand.
Every time she walked next to the fragrant stall early in the morning, she looked at the various delicacies in the steamer with greedy eyes, and wanted to grab them and run away, find a place to hide, and eat. Throw it away when you are full. It is best if no one else can eat it, and everyone will starve to death.
Zhong Qiu came to the outside of the house and walked straight into it without closing the courtyard door.
Ding Ying saw this martial artist who was the best in the world and practiced foreign boxing to the extreme. He smiled and said: "It's been sixty years since we last met. In this way, Zhong Qiu, you will be seventy this year." "What time is it?"
Zhong Qiu looked at the scene on the window and the movement in the side room, and frowned.
Ding Ying stood on the steps, not at all annoyed by Zhong Qiu's silence, but still took the initiative to speak, "You didn't believe what I said back then, do you believe it now?"
Ding Ying has seen all over the world, and for hundreds of years, there are only a handful of people who have gained the Dharma Eyes, and a few of them have died.
Zangqiu is one of them.
Everyone thinks highly of Yu Zhenyi, and thinks that the master of Nanyuan Planting Autumn is as high as he can be, but he is still slightly inferior to Yu Zhenyi, the immortal man who left the top of the mountain and entered the sea of clouds.
But Ding Ying never looked down on Yu Zhenyi, but he only admired Zhong Qiu.
In the chaotic war in Nanyuan Kingdom sixty years ago, Ding Ying was a player in the game from beginning to end. Yu Zhenyi and Zhong Qiu were just young men who had an opportunity to fish in troubled waters. After the war ended, Ding Ying once met the two people who were inseparable and threatened that Zhong Qiu would become a master in the future.
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Zhong Qiu asked Ding Ying two questions.
"What are you going to do?"
"What are we doing?"
"Sit down and talk." Ding Ying sat on the small bench , waved his sleeves, and floated another small stool next to Zhongqiu. After the latter sat down, Ding Ying said slowly: "Before I answer two questions, let me ask you first, do you know where you are?"
Zhong Qiu looked solemn, "There is a sky outside the sky, I know it."
Ding Ying smiled and nodded, "Compared with you looking for clues about the banished immortal from the secret files, I want to To be more direct, in the past sixty years, I personally killed many banished immortals, some of whom have awakened, and some of whom have not yet awakened. I asked many questions from their mouths."
He stamped his feet, "We are here. , called the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, is one of the seventy-two blessed lands, in the territory of the Four Kingdoms, plus those territories that have not yet been opened up, we think it is too big, but the immortals will think it is too small. According to them, our lotus root blessed land can only be regarded as a moderately blessed land. When they determine the level of blessed land, in addition to the most important level of spiritual energy, the population is also very important. The Lotus Flower Blessed Land is not actually very vast, but there are many martial arts talents on this land, and it has always been an excellent place for banished immortals to practice their mental states. < /p>
It wasn’t until this moment that Zhong Qiu began to understand Yu Zhenyi’s pressure.
Because of his practice in the immortal arts, Yu Zhenyi stood up better than anyone except Ding Ying. He is tall and can see far, so he has a kind of indifference to the disputes in the rivers and lakes, and even the changes in the temples of the Four Kingdoms that outsiders cannot imagine.
Ding Ying smiled and said: "But this lotus root blessed land is really strange. place, or because of a..."
At this point, Ding Ying laughed dumbly and looked up at the sky, "Human? Immortal? "
Ding Ying continued: "It is said that it is much more difficult to enter our place than other blessed places. It depends on the guy's mood, or his eyesight. In the hometown of those so-called banished immortals, compared to the Yunku blessed land controlled by a sect called Yugui Sect, Tongyezhou, the blessed land of lotus flowers, has a low reputation and few deeds have been reported. If Zhou Fei, Lu Fang and others were children of aristocratic families who were sent to other places to serve as officials, their official careers would be step by step, but more often than not they were just guys who got in by mistake. Whether they could get out only depended on luck. "
Zhong Qiu pointed to the sky, "So, that sky outside the sky is called Tongyezhou? "
Ding Ying smiled playfully, "Who told you it must be above our heads? ”
Zhong Qiu was silent in thought.
It is rare for Ding Ying to meet a person worthy of speaking to him. Not only does he not have the grandmaster airs of being the best in the world, but he is considered by the world to be unmatched. It’s not obvious at all, but it looks like a very patient old master, preaching to the students and solving their doubts, “Now I can answer your second question, what are we doing? Every sixty years, the top ten masters who are on the list and live to the end can be chosen by that guy and leave this place. After that, everyone will have a great opportunity. The superior ones will ascend together with their complete bodies and souls, while the inferior ones will have to The soul goes elsewhere. ”
Zhong Qiu asked: “So even if we dig deep into the ground, we still need to find out the real top ten masters in the world and put them on the list through comments, so that no one can hide the truth and get away with it?” In addition, in order to prevent someone from hiding too deeply, we deliberately added those blessings that can make the cultivation level skyrocket, and kill the banished immortal to get a magic weapon, in order to encourage the first twenty people to , gathered together to kill each other? ”
“There is a lot of inside story about the admiration building that caused trouble, and it is deeper than you and I thought.” Without the "beating" of the Admiration Tower every twenty years, the world would not be like thischaos. "
Ding Ying chuckled and said: "However, there are actually loopholes to exploit during this period. ”
Zhong Qiu is worthy of being the master of the Nanyuan Kingdom. One point is clear, “The stronger get stronger, stay together as a team, strive to work together, and finally divide the benefits.” Let's not talk about the past, let's talk about this time. Yu Zhenyi acted exactly like this. He did not distinguish between good and evil, and tried his best to win over the top twenty masters, in order to target you, Ding Ying, and at the same time encircle and banish the immortal. "
At this point, Zhong Qiu frowned again and looked at Ding Ying, seemingly puzzled.
Ding Ying laughed loudly, "You are right. The truly safest way is for the top ten people to be wise and approach me as soon as possible to seek refuge. As long as I break away from the Demon Cult, act fairly, work conscientiously, and set good rules for the entire world, then those who are expected to be on the list, everyone will Based on your ability and talent, I will ultimately judge your ranking in autumn, and whether Yu Zhenyi is in the top three, then at least for the next sixty years, the world will be peaceful, and there will be no need to fight each other until your brains are splashed, and we will just compete with each other. "
Zhong Qiu thought carefully and determined that it was not Ding Ying who was making such nonsense.
Ding Ying tapped his knees lightly with his fingers, looking extra leisurely, "But I think this is not interesting. . "
Zhongqiu asked the same question again, "What do you want to do?" "
Ding Ying waved his hand and still did not answer the question, but changed the subject, "You only need to know that the situation has changed this time. The three people who ascended can take away five, three and one person from this world respectively. "
Ding Ying emphasized, "Any three people. "
Zhong Qiu's expression remained as usual.
Ding Ying twitched the corners of his lips and said, "It doesn't matter if it's dead, as long as it actually happened in history." If you choose those dead people, they will not only come back to life and their intelligence will return to normal, but they will become loyal puppets. Isn't it interesting? "
Several people immediately appeared in Zhongqiu's mind.
Wei Xian, the founding emperor of the Nanyuan Kingdom, was a master of spear skills and was known as the best in surrendering and trapping battles in a thousand years.
Lu Baixiang, the founder of the Demon Sect, is the most notorious leader of the Demon Sect in the past five hundred years.
Sword Immortal Sui Youyou can be admired by Yu Zhenyi.
Ding Ying’s former No. 1 person in the world, the complete lunatic Zhu Lian
These people were all worthy of being No. 1, but without exception, their deaths were well-documented. In the human world, Emperor Wei Xian died at the age of 120, Lu Baixiang died in a siege by dozens of top masters, and Sui Youyou died in full view of Yujian on her way up. Countless people saw her with their own eyes. In the process of falling back to the human world, his flesh and blood melted, his body was broken, and his body was destroyed. After being seriously injured, Zhu Lian died in Ding Ying's hands. The silver lotus crown was also placed on Ding Ying's head from Zhu Lian's head. .
Zhong Qiu asked: "Why? "
Ding Ying smiled and said: "Ask me, who should I ask? ”
Zhong Qiu looked directly at Ding YingEyes, "You, Zhou Fei, and Lu Fang, there are already three of you."
Ding Ying smiled, "So you have two choices now, kill Lu Fang, or join forces with Yu Zhenyi , try to kill me."
Zhong Qiu remained silent.
Ding Ying said playfully: "But I advise you to wait a little longer. Maybe you don't have to kill Lu Fang."
Zhong Qiu asked: "If you want to leave, will you?" Which three people should I take away?"
Ding Ying pointed to Cao Qinglang who was standing at the door of the kitchen, "If I want to leave, I will only take him away."
Zhong Qiu. He glanced at the child and said doubtfully: "The qualifications are not outstanding."
Ding Ying laughed it off.
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With no restraint, Lu Fang handed out the first sword.
After one strike of the sword, an extremely long ravine half a foot high was opened from where Lu Fang stood to the end of the street.
Not to mention local guys like Ya'er and Zhou Shi, even Feng Qingbai was dumbfounded, as if he was in his hometown of Tongyezhou.
Smiley faces are more vivid.
Leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, I met by chance in my early years and became friends with Lu Fang when he was at his lowest. At that time, he was so enthusiastic that he accompanied him to the Spring Chao Palace. Under the circumstances, , he accompanied Lu Fang to die generously, and then Lu Fang was at the foot of the mountain
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, knocked out Smiley Face, and climbed the mountain alone to challenge Zhou Fei , when Xiaolianer came to his senses, Lu Fang was sitting next to him, and he was no longer the frustrated person who drank to drown his sorrows all day long.
For many years after that, at Lu Fang's Bird's Eye Peak, only Smiley'er was able to climb the mountain and come down alive.
Zhou Shi was most helpless. The formation he had worked so hard to set up was useless.
The only drawback is that the young white-robed swordsman ran away.
The moment Lu Fang drew his sword, he seemed to have determined that he could not withstand the mighty power of the sword. He moved out sideways, then directly hit the wall and disappeared.
Lu Fang looked around and didn't feel that the man had retreated.
With a seemingly random slash of the sword, a door opened on the wall.
The dust was flying, and a white robe could be vaguely seen, dodging the flood of sword energy and disappearing again.
Lu Fang knew very well that if this continued, no one would be hurt. His killing power was better than his, but that man could dodge every time he drew his sword.
Unless someone is determined to trade lives with the other party.
For example, Lu Fang put away most of his sword energy to give the man a chance to get close.
Or maybe that person is willing to take a big gamble and be able to withstand the two swords Lu Fang used to kill the enemy and protect himself, and then kill Lu Fang with one punch.
Lu Fang raised his sword.
A huge Arc Moon Sword Qi appeared in the sky and roared away.
The man in white robe hurriedly gave up his charge and fell rapidly, only to escape the sword energy..
Lu Fang flew up to the wall in one step.
Lu Fang never saw Feng Qingbai’s sword despite the man’s several attempts to avoid him, which was a bit strange.
Lu Fang only saw the man standing on the eaves of a roof in the distance, his big sleeves swaying slightly, and the vermilion wine gourd around his waist. Simple, the powerful fist intention is in harmony with the heaven and earth. The fist intention is heavy and clear, which is extremely difficult. Even Lu Fang, who was famous in Tongye Continent, had to admit that as long as this young immortal with mixed martial arts knowledge could leave the Lotus Flower Blessed Land alive, his future achievements would be high.
If you can’t catch fish with a fishing rod, then you should try another method and spread the fishing net widely.
Lu Fang raised his arm and shook his sword.
Except for the one he held in his hand, there were thirty-six identical famous swords Dachun hovering in front of Lu Fang, like infantry formations, orderly and heavily guarded.
The long swords moved forward slowly, then suddenly accelerated and flew through the air.
Chen Pingan flew over the rooftops, tossing and turning, and sword energy that turned into white rainbows exploded around him like maggots on the tarsal bones.
In addition to controlling the thirty-six large swords and arrows, Lu Fang used them as crossbows. As long as Chen Pingan opened the distance, he would advance forward appropriately, always maintaining a distance of thirty feet, and not giving Chen Pingan any space. The opportunity to rush forward in one go. Of course Lu Fang drew his sword to kill Chen Pingan, not to play a cat-and-mouse game. But whenever Chen Pingan can bully him and get closer, whenever he mistakenly thinks that he can determine the outcome with one punch, Lu Fang will always set a trap for Chen Pingan.
Just before the thirty-six swords were used up, the man started running towards Lu Fang, stepping left and right with light steps, not walking in a straight line.
Lu Fang was slightly surprised and sneered in his heart, is this coming?
The five fingers moved slightly, and the last six flying swords suddenly spread out, drawing arcs in the air, and finally the sword tips converged on a certain point.
That place happened to be the place where that person must pass to punch.
In a flash, six flying swords exploded together behind the man with a huge force.
Sure enough, it can be even faster.
Lu Fang was not surprised at all, nor was he at all panicked.
The real big chun in the hand, swept across with one sword.
The sword energy condenses into a thread.
This sword seemed to directly separate the capital city of Nanyuan into two levels.
Chen Ping'an did not retreat but advanced, moving forward without any hesitation, and struck the sword light with one punch.
Blood spattered in front of him.
Lu Fang’s eyes were indifferent and he just slashed with his sword.
Up and down, then left and right.
In an instant, Lu Fang stepped on the roof purely by instinct, and then with a flying sword above his head, he flew towards Chen Pingan from behind Lu Fang.
Lu Fang was still frightened.
That Feng Qingbai’s sword must have been left near the wall. It seemed that it was recklessly smashed away and swept with the sword, but it was not for the purpose of getting out.Instead of boxing, you need to use a swordsman to control the sword and strike from the head and tail.
Chen Pingan reached out and held the sword.
It was just a little bit short of giving Lu Fang a break.
But there was no regret, and he silently said "Go!"
Lu Fang was so shocked that he had no time to speak out to remind Zhou Shi, the hairpin man on the street, that he didn't care about anything. Following closely, he threw out the big chun in his hand and headed towards the wall.
Lu Fang was distracted for a moment and used his real sword control skills to avoid making mistakes again and killing people instead of saving people.
Feng Qingbai's sword passed through the wall and just hit the back of Zhou Shi's head.
Almost at the same time, Lu Fang's big chun was nailed into the wall at a slight angle, and hit the flying sword from a higher place.
At the critical moment, the big chun hit hard. Above the flying sword, the flying sword appeared to fall, but it only penetrated Zhou Shi's shoulder. The huge penetration force made the hairpin man stagger forward.
Lu Fang suddenly raised his head.
A man in white robe fell like a meteor, came to Lu Fang from the hole in the roof, and punched him.
Lu Fang was hit so hard that he slid backwards and smashed into the wall. The second punch came again.
God beats the drum style.
On this straight line, Lu Fang performed the Nine Fist Divine Man Beating the Drum style firmly, and retreated all the way. The wall where both Xiaolianer and Chen Ping'an had stood before was also bumped into Lu Fang's back. It's to pieces.
Lu Fang tried to use the sword Dachun to rescue him, but found that he did not dare at all, so he could only gather his energy to protect his body.
After all, Dachun is just a magical weapon in this world, not Lu Fang’s natal flying sword that was stranded in Tongyezhou.
Chen Pingan delivered the tenth punch resolutely.
Lu Fang slammed into the building on the other side of the street, just like the pipa woman before, and finally sneaked into the wall, bleeding from all her orifices, and extremely embarrassed.
But Chen Pingan also paid the price for insisting on punching this time.
A man appeared beside him and punched Chen Pingan on the temple.
It was like being hit on the head by a bell.
Chen Pingan flew backwards ten feet away and squatted on the street. At his feet was the ravine that had been cracked open by Lu Fang's sword energy.
The guy who interrupted Chen Ping'an's drum beat was wearing a Confucian scholar's green shirt and stood there, with one hand behind his back and the other clenched in front of him, calm and composed.
Chen Pingan turned his head, spit out a mouthful of black and blue blood, and reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth.
The skinny little girl who happened to be between Nanyuan Imperial Master and Chen Pingan, from beginning to end, she was curled up on the small bench at the base of the wall.
She quietly glanced at the guy in the white robe. He was awesome, but now he felt a little pitiful.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but she found that he who wanted to sit still, even though he was beaten badly by someone’s punch, slowly stood up behind him, and he was talking to Mr. The same old men looked at each other,But he was also looking at himself.
Probably, don’t be afraid?
She clearly knew that her life was tied to him. Once he dies, he will probably die too.
But she just couldn't help but feel angry, wishing that he would beat that old bastard to death the next moment.
This kind of emotion is hard to explain.
Just like when she saw the little snowman in the small wooden box.
She likes it so much. Since she can’t get it, she will drop it, destroy it, and die.
She didn’t think there was anything wrong with this.
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