Chapter 234 The little Tuoba Lang is fierce and fierce. Xu Fengnian fights the devil.
Tuoba Chunjun was ignored by this guy several times, and he suffered a lot of loss. He curled his lips. The old man in the brocade robe and Duan Boerhehe were at the same time focused on his mind, knowing that the young master’s good temper, which was not much, had been completely gone and he was about to start massacre.
A colorful python jumped out of the ground ten steps in front of Xu Fengnian and rushed towards him. A huge body behind him crushed the giant python with a gully on the grass and slid and hit the back.
Xu Fengnian ignored the sneak attack of the colorful python on his back, raised and pressed his hands, and Kunlun was shaking, so why not be afraid of a villain who was far from a dragon?
The colorful python that pounced on his head was twisted by his hands, stumbled with one stroke, and knocked off his shoulders. After landing, a big pit was smashed. The colorful python was shaken by a blow and was seriously injured. The river was broken layer by layer behind him, and the fierce and fierce colored python’s three-foot-long body cracked five or six blood grooves in an instant, bounced into the air and struggled desperately, and fell to the ground and was dying. The Brocade Demon’s eyes were cold, and the attack of the two beloved Colored Pythons was blocked. This was expected. Seeing that Duanboerhehe had already been close to him in an instant, the old Demon sneered in his heart.
Xu Fengnian shook Kunlun and Jiejiang with six breaths, which was the limit. He was hit in the chest by Duan Boerhehe’s punch. The mirage made by the leaking of the energy was already floating and shaking, and it was not impeccable. He was also defeated by this strong man who was truly ranked sixth in the devil’s path. Due to the fist, Xu Fengnian’s hair not only did not float backwards, but was pulled forward and reversely. Xu Fengnian, who was hit by a punch, could no longer take root, and his body floated backwards. Tuoba Chunjun, who was running all the way and then took off the air, drew his sword for the second time. The purple air of the blade was as thick as a finger in an instant, and the sword energy was particularly superior. The sword slashed a tilted “Ten” character in the air.
Xu Fengnian raised her arms to block it.
The sleeves were slashed and blood was flowing.
Tuoba Chunjun was in power and was in a daze, as if he was in a group of brilliance.
When the two finally stood firm in the flying dust, Tuoba Chunjun knocked on each other’s swords and shook off a few drops of scarlet blood.
A purple seal on the middle of his eyebrows was like Xu Fengnian’s hair distant, and he reached out to hold a strand of hair cut off with a headscarf in the air, tied a knot to make a scarf, tied a dead knot, and tied a hair all over his head.
Whether it is due to his outstanding family background or talent, Tuoba Chunjun has a kind of conceit that makes the world revolve around him. He is used to seeing him, and when he saw the silent movements of the Southern Dynasty scholar, he still felt a little uncontrollable and a burst of jealousy. Although Tuoba Chunjun has an extreme character of tyranny and bloodthirsty, his mind is not bad. Otherwise, he would not have let Qin Cha’er hunt for the outside world while having a great advantage, for fear that the fish of the swim escaped. At this time, he gritted his teeth and took two steps back, gently sheathed the sword, and said coldly: “Duanboerhehe, you must let this kid draw his sword.”
The devil in the brocade knows that Duanboerhehe, who is good at melee, onceHe did his best, so he walked to a colorful python pet, squatted down, took out a porcelain bottle with several kinds of rare treasures, poured it into the mouth of the giant python seriously injured by Duanjiang, and then turned to look at the young man with a sword. He had not hated a person so much for a long time, and this guy was still so young, just like the weak-hearted old man Jia on the bed jealous of those young and strong young men. He could not stand the young genius who was far away from martial arts. This time he traveled with his little master, under his intentional or unintentional guidance, he also harmed several young and strong masters who should have had a bright future. In addition to dying under Tuoba Chunjun, some became the belly of the colorful python, and some were torn apart by Duanboerhehe, and none of them were spared. Today, this young man who unfortunately became a hunting target will end up even worse.
Since Duanboerhehe is known as the dragon spine and bear arm, his hands, feet, knees, shoulders and shoulders are powerful weapons. At this time, he received the order from his little master and would not hide it anymore. This burly man had a leopard head and eyes. After the evil appearance was revealed, the insider knew that his murderous heart had shaken the four ends, and his hair was bloody, his anger hit the top, his fingers were tendons, and his iron was cut like mud. Duanboerhehe’s blood circulation and qi movement reached its peak, and his body was domineering and arrogant aura, showing his presence. The qi poured into the tendons and reached the limbs, and every time he stepped on his feet, the grass sank. His punches were not a routine.
The mirage built by Xu Fengnian with the Dahuang Court seemed to be hit by a bronze mirror by an iron hammer. Although it was like a tide, it was still shattered layer by layer. His arms were already scratched by Tuoba Chunfal’s sword. When blocked, his long gown was stained with blood.
Duan Boerhehe smiled and shouted angrily, fisting straight, and ruthlessly broke the young swordsman’s tricks and blocked his hand, and striding his shoulders. Xu Fengnian pressed his shoulder with both hands and gently exerted force to use the mysterious Tong that could be used to make a thousand pounds, but he also turned around and couldn’t remove the power of Boerhehe’s ten thousand junctions. One person rushed forward, the other person slipped backward, and dust and smoke rose everywhere. Every time Duanboerhehe stepped on, the ground trembled. Looking at the cold face that was close to him, his shoulders urged his elbows and his elbows urged his hands. The power of the dragon and tiger penetrated his tendons and bones like an iron hook. When he punched his chest, his internal strength poured out. With a bang, the young man was blown away by a punch, but his body did not lean back straight, but slipped out a half arc in the air before landing. His feet were like dragonflies, and he was indescribably elegant.
However, Duanboerhehe is skilled in martial arts and killing, so how could he give this boy the opportunity to breathe and climb the tower? Taking advantage of the gap of stagnation caused by the arc of the arc, he calculated the land of His Royal Highness the prince’s foot, and rushed like a wild horse running trough. When he approached, he fell into the mud. This majestic body twisted like a bow and string, and then swept out a whip leg, and a series of fierce movements were completed in an instant. Since the young swordsman has not reached the top of Kunlun, he simply sinks into the Dantian and reaches the Yellow Spring, without escaping, and falls down his feet and takes root, resisting this leg with an unfinished Kunlun-shaking style. During this contact, the two sides collided with energy, and firecrackers burst out like bursts, with the sound of thunder. Duan Boerhehe’s whip leg was circling in the air, and the second whip leg attacked the man’s head again, obviously he had to dismember him to let go.
Tuoba Chunjun, who had been sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger fight, smiled sarcastically, “It hurts, it hurts even if you look.”
The young man who was about to be whipped was expressionless, leaned back, fell to the ground, slapped his palm, and his body rotated rapidly like a gyro. Duan Boerhehe, whose whip legs fell, was free to receive and receive. He shrank his whip legs and walked like a plow, and then kicked the boy at the waist. After hitting the kick, he did not pursue him in violation of common sense. Tuoba Chunjun and the old man in brocade robe frowned and said nothing. Duanboerhehe’s legs were bleeding from his legs, as if something had been pierced through his calf. He reached out and touched his neck, and it was also bleeding. If he hadn’t been shocked and noticed something was wrong, with Duanboerhe’s strength, that kick would be enough to cut the young man off with his spine in the waist.
Xu Fengnian, who slid out sideways, slowly stood up and spit out a mouthful of shocking blood. He used to drive the sword and Emei. He could not have fatal injuries to the devil. The crystal clear pill was hanging in front of him, while the slender Emei was hung at the front of Duan Boerhehe’s neck when he was kicking. At this time, his sword control realm was not enough to exceed the speed of the sword. It was not only of a very large stance, but it was not substantial. However, it was like assassinating the gate steward at the Duckhead Green Inn, he did not move his troops and just waited for the rabbit. Unfortunately, Duan Boerhehe was sensitive and avoided the flying sword Emei. However, he was hit by the calf, but his Vajra body and a sword were not seriously damaged. The distraction of the sword also caused Xu Fengnian, who was struck by a leg that could destroy the city, to be seriously injured.
Duanboerhehe stroked the blood groove on his neck with his fingers and sneered, “What a sinister method!”
The demon head of the brocade robe looked gloomy and probably guessed the truth. He thought that this young man was so pricking that he could not only describe it as “insidious”. He turned his head to look at the little master who was no longer smiling. He was a little gloating. The more the little guy who had not yet drawn his sword, the more he was destined to die miserably. The physical realm of the little master was forged by Tuoba Bodhisattva. The little master also deserved the high hopes of the Beimang military god. Looking at Beimang, his eyes were always staring at the eighteen people on the list. Next, he really could be considered a fool. This time he fell into a big and small misfortune in Longyaozhou. With the second young master Tuoba’s vengeful personality, how could he not hold a grudge to the core?
Xu Fengnian spit out the turbid air and blood stasis, nodded and smiled, “Insidious is insidious, but two masters who are firmly in the Vajra realm, plus a famous nobleman who is only one line away from Vajra, the three of them work together to kill each other, which is very upright.”
Duan Boerhehe was unmoved, and his bones were clattering.
Tuoba Chunjun, with a hot eyes, said, “Where did you come from the sword control method you have told me before you die, and I would like to give you a happy way to die.”
Xu Fengnian ignored him at all, just regulating his breath and reciting the mantra, raising the root of Tao and nourishing the spirit, and not leaving the Yuanyang to hide the truth. Huangting planted a lotus of immortality, and ten thousand taels of gold will not be with others. The beauty of the Dahuangting Temple is not to hurt people but to nourish immortality. What is immortality, perhaps like the invisible sea cityThe mirage is a bit illusory, but the speed of the energy flows is really not enough to know the mysterious meaning of it without fighting in danger. Xu Fengnian secretly thanked that he had practiced the Shu style diligently, so that the acupoints in his body were slowly opened up the Blessed Cave Heaven under the “destruction” of the sword energy rolling on the dragon wall, and he was allowed to choose the treasure. Although Xu Fengnian had only five or six points of the Dahuang Court, these cultivation skills were really good under the forging of Li Chungang’s hundreds of green snake sword energy. Otherwise, he would have already lost his body and could not withstand the killing of this devil for several rounds.
Tuoba Chunjun asked curiously, “Even this sword-controlling technique like Wu Family’s sword tomb has been used. You have never drawn your sword in addition to slapping the fat man, do you have other finale games?”
Tuoba Chunjun probably knew that this arrogant guy with a cold face would not reply, so he asked and answered himself: “I know, you must have more than two swords and a few two three four.”
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “There are really a few flying swords.”
Tuoba Chunjun laughed and said, “Duanboerhehe, continue.”
Duanboerhehe was ordered to fight again, but his fist was not reduced, but he left a little more thought to deal with the weird flying sword. For Beimang, the nine swords that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods two hundred years ago were deeply imprinted in the hearts of all martial artists, so he did not dare to underestimate the Wu family swordsmen at all. The sword tomb has been silent for two hundred years. The Liyang Dynasty’s dynasty is no longer afraid of the Wu family, which has all the sword moves in the world, but Beimang still keeps it in mind, which is really a great irony. Duanboerhehe was afraid of the elusive flying sword and kept testing carefully. Although he was distracted, it did not mean that his fists and feet were not fast enough, and he still had the advantage of lion fighting against rabbits from beginning to end to defeat people.