Chapter 370 Guanyin Sect is provoking Youyan, and Xu Fengnian is standing by the lake to resist the enemy
Qi training man used to “sit on the lake” before, but the lake surface was swaying, but a boat was not moving. Xu Fengnian, who had the second-grade internal strength, naturally did not have this kind of cultivation that only the first-grade can do.
Perhaps only the old woman knew the slightest and seriousness: she was facing a strange enemy who might be higher than Zhixuan.
Xu Fengnian waved the fishing rod with one hand and the big sleeve with the other. In addition to the twelve flying swords in the sleeve, the two swords were all out, and in a group of two swords, a silver-white fish line was also thrown behind the boat, and a line cracked the lake on the shore.
Perhaps the Qi training man was not fighting alone, but was blocked by the shocking means of flying swords and cutting the river. He did not rush into the sword formation and the water wall. A middle-aged female Qi training man, who was probably second only to the old woman, said softly: “Jigang Beidou.”
Xu Fengnian shook his wrists, but only a fishing rod, breaking the river and breaking the river again. His qi was like a Milky Way, which was truly the immortal’s temperament that was overturning the river.
A big lake, with a swaying amplitude, nowhere is the man who is a qi practitioner sitting in the lake comparable to two or three of them
Xu Fengnian was in power and said solemnly: “Please ask for a sword from Youyan Villa!”
Please ask for a sword!
With the decisive instruction of the owner of the Wohu Mountain in Youyan Villa, almost everyone had a sword, and even the servants and maids were missing. At that moment, they moved out all the famous ancient swords hidden in the village with lightning speed. Zhang Liuling even took his wife and son and rushed back. The owner of the manor carried two “dragon beards” and “beacon towers” sealed into the Longyan incense burner. The woman brought a “slim waist Yangchun”. The owner of the Shao Manor Zhang Chunlin took off the “rootless Tianshui” he wore and brought the last famous sword “Killing Dong” sealed by the sword furnace.
There are several evil dragons on the lake that harm one side together, and the turbulence is uncertain and the scene is terrifying.
Xu Fengnian threw the fishing rod that had finally broken the fishing line into the lake. He cut the river for the last time. His white hair lost his confinement and floated freely, like a guest from heaven who was confused by the immortals and demons. It was not the heroic spirit of the clouds, but the sadness and sadness that no one could understand, and the sound was like a bell: “The world can’t remember you, so I will do it again for you! Sword!”
It is said that people are not in a good mood and snakes swallow elephants. This white-headed young man actually has the spirit of an evil python swallowing the dragon!
Youyan’s village has thousands of swords, surging from the mountain, inside the village, and inside the sword sheath, without exception towards the man on the boat.
He has never used a knife.
So he said to ask me first, then ask me about my knife.
Xu Fengnian took a step, swayed with both hands, one hand, one hand, one hand, one hand, one sleeve, and one hand, and one hand, and one hand, and one hand, and one breath, smashed thousands of swords on the heads of sixteen Qi training men!
People in the world just heard that the older generation of sword god Li Chungang once said in Daxueping, Huishan, that the word “Sword Comes” made Longhu Mountain lose face.Those magnificent visions are just heard from, and they cannot truly understand their magnificence and majesty. Thousands of swords floated over the sky, beneath it, wouldn’t they feel that Mount Tai was pressing down on the top of the mountain, thinking that they were in the doomed Youyan Villa, Zhang Yanling and his wife looked at each other. On the one hand, they were shocked by the strange guest’s terrifying feat of cutting off the river and cutting off the white clothes, and the terrifying feat of using the sword to suppress the immortals, and on the other hand, they were even more confused about why this person wanted to stand up for the villa. Zhang Liuling is generous and generous, and seems to be a prodigal son who is incompetent in the family. However, his sword skills are mediocre and he cannot stabilize the villa’s status in the world. He can only make such a decision to make friends. Some of them are like catching fishing in the net, acting on luck, hoping that a few carp with a reputation that is not revealed in the moment and will become a dragon-bodied carp in the future. After so many years, he has long been discouraged. Most of the people in the martial arts world are already as smooth as loaches. After dealing with them for a long time, his passion and loyalty have long been exhausted with the edges of his personality. This time, when he was in danger, he was only one or two confidants who needed to come and watch. The rest were all excuses. The better ones would send letters and decline a few words. More famous knights who once left with a sword did not remember how grateful they were at that time. They would repay any kindness of water. They simply had no news and no farts. They continued to be their famous knight swordsman in the local area. Fortunately, Zhang Yanling was open-minded. Since he ignored life and death, he would let it go and not care too much about these hypocritical people. His son Zhang Chunlin was so angry that he gave them a group of ironic titles such as “gentleman’s sword” and “righteous people”.
After Zhang Chunlin saw the wonders of thousands of flying swords in the sky with his own eyes, he turned to Zhang Yanling, and said with a trembling voice: “Dad, we are descendants of our Zhuangzi friends.”
Zhang Yanling shook his head and laughed at himself: “No. When Youyan Villa was at its peak two hundred years ago, two ancestors served as the leader of the martial arts world. Perhaps there were such amazing friends. Now it is impossible. You have seen the incense that Dad exchanged for half of Zhuangzi’s hidden swords. Even Uncle Cao Yu, who had a lifelong relationship with his father, was only a cultivation level of the second level for many years. But the one on the lake obviously had more than 100% of the Vajra Realm. If it weren’t for this, he wouldn’t be able to stop those Qi-training men from rushing to the formation.”
Zhang Chunlin was full of wine, vinegar and tea, “Is it that the little Lu Zu Qi on Longhu Mountain is not like it, there is no whisk or Taoist robe. As it is rumored today that the princess of the fallen country of Western Chu could use the sword to enter Qingming, but she is also a clear woman.”
Zhang Yanling laughed freely and casually, “God knows, I don’t care, I can only leave it to fate and not disturb myself. With our skills, even if we can’t even insert it on the cake, I might even help you. If Youyan Villa can escape this disaster, Zhang Yanling would be willing to kowtow to this unknown benefactor a hundred times.”
Zhang Chunlin asked carefully, “Dad, I want to learn sword from him, can it be?”
Zhang Yanling said helplessly, “If you want to learn, then this young sword immortal is willing to teach you.”
The swords of Chi Xue’s courtyard were all out, among the five maids and maidsBoth of them even pretended to hold the sword before. Since Youyan Villa is famous for practicing qi and making swords, one person has achieved enlightenment and ascending to heaven, the servants in the village have also practiced some mental methods and poses that outsiders think are very clever. However, after the word “Sword Comes” blurted out, the flying sword was unsheathed. The two outside the yard of Chi Xue not only did not notice how the ancient sword in their hands was unsheathed, but their delicate bodies were also pulled along with the situation and almost fell forward to the ground. Not to mention that they were so surprised that they couldn’t stop talking, their heads were blank, and they couldn’t figure out why such a handsome young man had a very good talk with them before. Even the concierge Zhang Mu and the butler Zhang Han instantly burst into tears, thinking that it was the good man of the owner and his wife who were good at rewarding, and the Bodhisattva showed his spirit, which made such a god-like figure appear in Youyan Villa.
A woman in purple walked slowly towards the pavilion of Wohu Mountain with her piano in one hand and carried wine in the other.
The guqin is a treasured and elegant object in the snow, and a jar of rice wine changes from boiling hot to warm. When she was seven or eight feet away from the pavilion, she rushed up and sat on the ground, with the guqin on her knees, and raised her head to drink a sip of rice wine.
Just one hand to press the strings.
The clanging sound is like a phoenix sings in the sky, and it is unparalleled in the clear and beautiful world.
That year, when the scholars became saints, there was no snow on the snowy floor, but it was raining heavily. After the waves were calm, before Li Chungang reentered the sword fairy on the land, there was a man she hated so much that he had never turned white and held her an umbrella. She didn’t know whether she hated him to Huishan, and moved her whole body with one blow, which eventually caused both her parents to die. She could only feel guilty for the rest of her life, or she blamed him for having the identity of the Prince of Beiliang, who everyone envied. She didn’t have to suffer as much as her, and could only float like a weak duckweed and have nowhere to rely on. I don’t know why I was flirting with the tiger, and I was willing to do business with such a beggar who was careless when I first met. When did he hate it, but he didn’t hate it so much? I learned that his luck in Beimang was gone as white as paper, but his realm soared by the jade seal, and he finally felt sorry for him; or after he learned that the Wood Sword Ranger broke his sword, he was so depressed but didn’t talk to others, and just told her a rare and serious dream and snowman on the recliner; or when he walked to Jiujiu Pavilion in the snow in Tai’an City, he bent down and gently tied a tie to her skirt at the bottom of the table.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was sitting on the top of the pavilion, drank a jar of wine and threw it high into the lake.
Sword Mad Wang Xiaoping was perhaps the last “outsider” to join in the fun. He walked out of the yard and looked up at the heavy snow. I wonder if he remembered the time when he saw his master standing in Wudang on the mountain with his young junior brother in his back. The eldest brother followed silently behind him and kept brushing the snow on the junior brother. Wang Xiaoping, who was serious, smiled knowingly. The resentment of the eldest brother in his heart that Huang Ting lost Huang Ting again, and the regret of the young junior brother not hesitating to relieve his troops and achieving the three hundred years of road, all slowly dissipated at this moment. Looking at the back of the young man on the lake, Wang Xiaoping patted the snow on his shoulder – the burden you have given me by brothers, even if I, Wang Xiaoping, once disliked Xu Fengnian from the bottom of my heart, would take it!
Practice on the mountainWang Xiaoping, who was asking down the mountain, smiled unabated. He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to wipe it forward.