Chapter 546 Xu Fengnian killed Huang Chao, and the new Wu Emperor rescued people. Wang Fu has not had the opportunity to pull out the cough bead knife for some years. He just wanted to kill someone, just to find a way to relieve his slap. If he gets out of his mind, he will really meet a tricky master. Song Li, the first-class powerful and powerful Song Li, is the top-notch powerful cavalry in Guangling Road, and a foreigner who is alone in the world will not cause any storm. If someone is captured, he can use it to sharpen the knife slowly. In recent years, Wang Fu has done a lot of such evil detrimental activities. However, Song Li, who was recently named General Hengjiang by the imperial court, had his own plans. He did not follow the meaning of this swordsmanship, but had the intention to attract him. It’s not that he lacks the powerful generals who charge in the battle, but that Song Li has always had a strong collection habit of treating two objects, such as stunning women and masters in the martial arts world, and only treats them as cakes rather than charcoal in the snow. Whenever he remembers them, he will be satisfied with the fact that he can take a few glances. Just like this time, Wang Xianzhi said it and did not return. Wudi City lost the last life-saving talisman. Many shameful martial arts masters were taken into the bag by Song Li, who was close to the water, and Song Li never cared about their character.
Song Li smiled quietly, but Wang Fu did not dare to take it too lightly. There are countless left-wing sects in the world, and God knows whether the remnants of Western Chu have targeted the newly-secret General Hengjiang. If Song Li is plotted, Chunxuelou is on the verge of employment and has lost a lucky general before the war begins. The vassal king Zhao Yi will not peel himself and get cramped. Chunxuelou knows that Song Li has a very popular status today. It is one thing that he has the ability. Zhao Yi regards Song Li as a role who will share the same blessings and difficulties as himself. This is even more crucial. Lu Shengxiang, an old man from Chunxuelou, may not have no resentment for this.
Xu Fengnian glanced at Wang Fu, the “Ghost Under the Wrist” who was holding his breath and concentrating, and quickly withdrew his gaze. Song Li waited for a while, but did not wait for the reply, laughed at himself without hiding his regret, and said slowly, “Song is a little miscellaneous general. Since he has not been able to catch the eyes of the young master, he hopes that he will have a good meal in the future. Song still has some urgent matters at the moment, so he will not disturb the young master’s interest in drinking tea. In the future, as long as he travels through the world on Guangling Road, no matter whether he encounters big or small things, he just needs someone to send a message to the mansion. Song will definitely come with the news.”
Song Li held his fists gently and left with a smile. He was very handsome. Not only did he not bully others with power, he believed that his background was not deep. Instead, the young master here was clumsy in his eyes and did not recognize the true Buddha. He was replaced by other heroes in the martial arts world. Even if he was not grateful, he would inevitably feel good. While Song Li was holding his fists and saying goodbye, Xu Fengnian also put down his teacup and stood up to watch the man leave. Several tables of diners nearby were frightened when they heard this conversation that the two sides did not deliberately hide. Looking at Xu Fengnian’s eyes again, it was like looking at a fool who was completely ungrateful.
Walking out the door, Song Li asked softly as he walked down the steps, “Old Wang, have you ever identified this child’s cultivation level?”
Wang Fu CongxiuZizhong took out a spice porcelain bottle, unscrewed the lid, lowered his head and sniffed it, and said sinisterly: “It’s strange. I deliberately leaked my murderous intent a little bit. This kid did not deliberately pretend to be stupid. After he noticed it, he immediately stopped twisting the cup, but there was no movement next time. Could it be that he had been a disciple of Taoist real people since he was a child, otherwise he would not have such concentration. Ordinary masters, for the sudden murderous aura, can keep their posture unchanged, pretending to be as steady as Mount Tai, but the slight changes in the pupils and the speed of the qi flowing are difficult to hide. But I can confirm that when he looks at his coherent gesture of raising the cup, holding the cup and putting the cup, this boy must be a knife.”
Song Li smiled, “Old Mr. Wang wants to kill him, but now it’s not as usual. Many things may touch the whole body. It’s better to have more things than anything else.”
Wang Fu nodded reluctantly and put away the bottle. It seemed that not killing people would be like accumulating a good deed. He smiled and said, “That kid probably doesn’t know that he has been wandering around the gate of hell.”
Song Li turned his back on his horse, and seven or eight horses rushed to the military town several miles away. The scout sent a military information. There was a pair of women over there that were extremely interesting. Not only did they bother their own officers and soldiers, but they didn’t even know anything about themselves. One of them threatened to let him, General Hengjiang, go with nothing. Song Li couldn’t say he was angry, he just felt it was chewy. Song Li naturally knew the temperament of his tiger and wolf army. He raised soldiers as jackals. If he didn’t eat people, how could he kill people when he went to the battlefield? There were many horse thieves north of Guangling Road. Among them, six or seven horse thieves with more than a hundred people were not only unscrupulous in killing people and setting fires, but also as relaxed as teasing local officers and soldiers as if they were playing with cats and mice. Song Li also had even more cruel and ruthless things. After those soldiers of his own became cunning Hummer thieves who were extremely difficult to kill, he let many new soldiers in the dark fight with them in batches, feeding each other with combat power. If they die, they will die in vain.
On the street, Song Li suddenly sighed, “Who can’t believe that Wang Xianzhi will die at the hands of that person?”
Wang Fu, who has always been arrogant, looked gloomy, “If someone hadn’t recognized Lou Huang, who was carrying the body of the old monster Wang, no one believed it.”
Song Li asked with a smile: “The person surnamed Xu is not the best in the world.”
Wang Fu never saw others good, and sneered, “Even if the young vassal king survived, most of his life would be gone. Maybe he would have to spend several furnaces of magic medicines every year to hang his life, and he would be the best in the world! If I want to see, Wang Xianzhi died most of the time. In fact, it was all the elites in the Beiliang, and some unknown hidden dead soldiers who were lucky enough to kill Wang Xianzhi.”
Song Li smiled indifferently and did not comment.
At the inn, Xu Fengnian returned to the house and had nothing to do, so he let the nine flying swords come out. Not only did he not control the flying swords with his energy, he did not even feel at ease with them. This is a mysterious word that often appears in the secret book of the Wu Family Sword Tomb. It is used to explain that using Qi to control the sword to a higher level, that is, “what the heart is connected, the tip of the sword is pointed.”The latter is obviously very good and requires years of careful cultivation of swords to give birth to a sword embryo with perfect spirit. But at this time, the nine flying swords in the room that were circling and circling with their own agility were not only a living creature that achieved the sword embryo, but also a child who was enlightened by the immortal’s head and granted the wisdom.
In terms of toughness in body, after fighting with Wang Xianzhi, he was defeated and suffered a lot of disaster. Xu Fengnian was far inferior to the Vajra Realm master in the world. In terms of strong aura, Wang Fu, the ghost under his wrist, was not wrong. Xu Fengnian was not as good as those with his own strengths. However, Xu Fengnian is not easy to guess with common sense. At that time, Zhao Huangchao was killed and wanted to go to Wudi City with intuition. At first, out of caution, he wanted to go to Huishan to find Xuanyuan Qingfeng, the leader of the martial arts world, as a bodyguard. Of course, he had to do a big deal with her at the same time, otherwise he would not be able to open this. However, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was unwilling to have an affair with him or the Northern Liang, so Xu Fengnian would not force others. However, when he got close to each other and quietly confronted Xuanyuan Qingfeng, a top expert, Xu Fengnian was surprised to find something, that is, not only the flying sword was spontaneously ready to move, but also he had no reason to feel a sense of inexplicable heroism. Xu Fengnian is not unfamiliar with this. He is the spirit that “self” and Wang Xianzhi had eight hundred years ago. He is still invincible when he is an enemy of the world.
In the past, Xu Fengnian knew this state of mind, but was intentional or powerless, but after a battle, especially after leaving Huishan alone, the closer he was to the East China Sea, he often could not suppress some “intentional actions”, just like at this time the flying sword wandered happily without traces, like a fish in water. Xu Fengnian could clearly sense their pleasure and even feel that he could talk to it.
Xu Fengnian said to himself: “The mustard seeds of Buddhism are placed in Sumeru, and the world is hidden in the sleeves of the Taoist sect, and they are not like it.”
The flying sword of the skull suddenly turned around in front of Xu Fengnian’s eyes, as if he was saying hello, then flashed away and flew out of the window.
Xu Fengnian walked out of the house, looked as usual and left the inn, and walked all the way outside the town.
As a result, Song Li was seen sitting on a horse’s back from a distance. There seemed to be two young women on the post road in trouble. One was tall and heroic, and his sword was unsheathed. Judging from his posture, he was a famous man. He was a little bit far from exhaling the qi at the tip of the sword. She protected a woman behind her who was graceful and even more like a lady in Jiangnan. However, it should have been a while since the martial arts competition with the man, his arm drooped and he couldn’t stop trembling slightly, so he temporarily changed his hand and held the sword.