Chapter 161 The battle of immortals in Wudi City, the red clothes of the lotus peak were turned into feathers
Only one wave had just calmed down and another wave had risen again. Before Shu shyly complained that Zhao Xuansu was ugly, he heard the six flying swords of the Tao Sword God buzzing and beeping. He saw that the out-of-body soul who had failed to ascend to the immortals and entered the heavenly gate still had no physical attachment. Instead, it seemed that there was no confinement, floating in the air, wearing a broad and elegant yellow-purple Taoist robe, the so-called heavenly style and immortal spirit, but that’s it.
Shu shyly looked up and looked at the rootless soul that seemed to be free from heaven and earth, and a sense of fear surged overwhelmingly. Shu Xi turned his head hard and looked at Deng Tai’a who was standing far away. The twelve flying swords that were divided into two batches were all revealed. Xuanjia, Qingmei, Zhuma, Chaolu, Chunshui, Tao, Moth Eyebrow, Vermilion Bird, Huangtong, Fenzi, Jinlu, Taia. Obviously, in Shu Xi’s opinion, the one who can fight against Zhao Xuansu, the real person of Longhushan, is not the young prince, but the only one who is famous Tao Xin Sword God. After Shu Xi recovered, he immediately struggled to get up, regardless of his demeanor, raised his buttocks, bent down and staggered back; Yang Qingfeng was not afraid of death, and sat cross-legged in the same place, calmly adjusting his breath.
Xu Fengnian slowly stepped back with his knife, squinted his eyes at Zhao Xuansu, who looked like the middle-aged Taoist on the top of Kuanglu Mountain, and sneered: “It’s really a centipede worm that dies but does not stiffen. The old Taoist with a bull’s nose is more greedy than the other.”
Zhao Xuansu, who was unable to enter the sky gate, looked back at the sea where golden light fell, with complex eyes. The six-handled short sword is still inserted into the six major acupoints, like a gangrene attached to the bone. The flying sword entered the soul and burned a hissing sound, like hot water pouring ice and snow, but Zhao Xuansu seemed to be unaware of it. The flying sword that Deng Taia carries with him is naturally not an ordinary weapon, otherwise he would not be able to hurt the real Yuanying who is out of his body. Although the sword is small, the heroic spirit contained in the sword is bottomless. People in the world think that killing demons and eliminating demons is a mysterious trick of Taoism. In fact, this is not the case. Therefore, martial artists from the martial arts world reach the realm of transformation and use the gods to test the sword, which is also within the principles of law. Deng Tai’a always looked scattered and gentle, without any awareness of confronting a land god. He asked with a smile: “Tai Deng has never been to Longhu Mountain. I don’t know if the six swords’ greeting ceremony is lighter or more serious to Master Zhao. I’m very nervous.”
Although he was in danger, Xu Fengnian still couldn’t help laughing. Deng Tai’a is indeed a weird person. He first called Zhao Xuansu an old dog, and now he pretended to greet him politely, but there was no respect in his words, which was really a slap in the face. Xu Fengnian then felt a lot of emotion. If Deng Tai’a didn’t have this mysterious sword master, how could he have the current situation of being unsightly and ashamed, Yang Qingfeng, and others? He was suppressed by Zhao Xuansu without even saying a word, not to mention the ill-fated Long Yuxuan, who had just been a cheap father for a few days, was turned into powder by his unrecognizable son. This Longhu Mountain is indeed very different from Wudang Mountain. The old leader Wang Chonglou did not have the airs of a Taoist sect holding a great ear. When he met several times, his kindness and affinity were not just because he was the prince of Beiliang. Such a huge Taoist ancestorIn the court, Zhao Xituan is considered a good person. No wonder this sloppy old Taoist was depressed and unsuccessful. Instead, the prime minister like Zhao Danping secretly held a high position and was at its peak. Thinking of this, Xu Fengnian glanced at the assassin who was blocking him. The little girl who smiled. For the sake of the thousand taels of gold, this mysterious girl really refused to come out because of the copper coins. She didn’t even care about her life. First, she was the eleventh king of the world, and then the real person Zhao Xuansu. What medicine was sold in her gourd? Whether to kill or save someone, Miss Jia’s surname was homophonic with Jia. Xu Fengnian once passed a secret letter to Xu Xiao, asking her if she was a dead soldier placed beside her. This involves Xu Fengnian’s life and death safety. Xu Xiao wrote a letter in person that this girl was definitely not the number one dead soldier in the royal palace. In this way, Xu Fengnian was even more confused. What was the girl’s little head? If she said she was just a little wealth fan, who would believe it? As for the failure of a knife to disperse Zhao Xuansu’s soul, Xu Fengnian must have been disappointed, but he couldn’t say how surprised he was. The methods of heaven and man are mysterious and unpredictable. The two people on the waters of the East China Sea have moved mountains and seas to open the sky gate, showing their magical powers. How thrilling! Although Zhao Xuansu’s murder by force is definitely inferior to Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang, it would be too expensive if he was killed by His Royal Highness, at least he practiced the stinky old Taoist who had been practicing on Longhu Mountain for several lifetimes.
Zhao Xuansu can know the world without going out, and he can know the world without going down the mountain. He gently brushed his sleeves without touching the fireworks of the world, and then brushed the two flying swords named Moe Eyebrow and Vermilion Bird out of the two major acupoints. The flying sword was not broken. After being forced, it flew around the old Taoist. Zhao Xuansu turned a blind eye and chuckled, “I heard on the mountain that Deng Tai’a’s sword skills exceeded the two realms of swordsmen of the same generation. He chased Lu Zu’s sword. Today I am lucky to learn it myself, and it is worthwhile to have my life. It’s just that I’m not rude to come and go. I also have a trick of carving insects and want to compete with Deng Jianshen.”
Deng Tai’a asked, “Since the old master has no hope of becoming an immortal in this life, his body has been removed by soldiers, why not go with the flow and find a good family to reincarnate while the soul is still gathering.”
While speaking, Zhao Xuansu waved his sleeves again, and forced the sword’s golden wisp out of his body with a golden sword. He stroked his beard and said: “The old Taoist vowed not to prove the way to find a place in the heavenly court. He died, and he disdained the nine kinds of corpses of the corpse.”
Deng Tai’a was also leisurely and did not beat the fallen dog like the people in the city. Instead, he asked calmly: “The Taoist sect prophecies and divination, claiming to be able to determine good and bad luck. I think it is known that the wind and rain of the up and down for five hundred years, can the heaven and earth be counted as his own life?”
Xu Fengnian watched the old Taoist priest rolled up his sleeves for the third time, slapped the two flying swords into the air, leaving only the last Tai’a small sword. Zhao Xuansu shook his head and said in a deep voice: “The way of heaven is like a carriage, galloping like thunder, and there are moths circling leisurely inside. Why doesn’t this moth hit the wall of the car?”
Deng Tai’a said with a look of emotion: “How can you be free when you are in the world? You can’t step out of Kunlun in one step, and you can’t live for a hundred years in a lifetime.”
Xu Fengnian was puzzled and had no sense of enlightenment. He only knew that these two masters were ready to go. To be precise, Deng Tai’a was confident and confident to the point of being conceited, allowing Zhao Xuansu to escape from the confinement of the Six Swords. In the carriage over there, Murong Tonghuang lifted up the curtain to watch the battle. Murong Wuzhu was timid and did not dare to look around, and shivered in the corner and shivered. Deng Taia waited until the small sword with the same name flashed into the air and said softly: “What is the way of heaven? Deng doesn’t think deeply, but since he practiced the sword, he has never doubted the sword in his hand.”
Everyone only saw Deng Taia, who was unparalleled in murder, smiled and stretched out his fingers, and then shot them.
Twelve small swords lined up in front of him, as if they were going to draw a gap between heaven and earth.
The world changes color, and its momentum is almost no less than that of the East China Sea water.
In a snap of your finger, nine hundred births and deaths in an instant.
This refers to the essence of the mysterious place.
Therefore, Wang Xianzhi once said that in the Vajra Realm in the World, only the monk Li Dangxin in white-clothed got the essence, and the celestial spirit was divided by Cao Changqing and pointed to the Xuan Realm, and Deng Tai’a won the title.
The first level and four realms have high or low realms, but it does not mean that the achievements of martial arts are high or low. Especially those saints of the Three Sects who have the advantage of time, place and people, even if they enter the realm of gods and immortals on land, the battle between life and death may not be the opponent of the scattered immortals outside the three Sects. Furthermore, among the three religions, the way of heaven is always emphasized and the way of martial arts is ignored. Even the magical power of Lu Zu flying sword to take the head thousands of miles is regarded as a skill, which is inconsistent with the way of the great way. The saints of the three religions do not value martial arts, which shows that.
Deng Tai’a smiled and said, “The sword formation was used to solve the famous soldiers. It was originally Deng’s preparation for Wang Xianzhi. Things are unpredictable, but they are used on your head. It’s a pity.”
Zhao Xuansu narrowed his eyes and said, “What a thunder pool that created the world. I dared to cross it. I have to see if Deng Jianshen can solve the soldiers!”
The ancestor of Longhu Mountain really stepped past.
The sword formation is like a rainbow.