Chapter 795: The wind is heard in Mawei, Xu Fengnian fights with Ziyi
Yan Shenggong stopped writing, thoughtful, and turned around and asked, “I will ask you, the King of Beiliang, how is your King of Beiliang?”
The young man laughed at himself: “I am a poor scholar. I have never seen any high-ranking officials in Beiliang except for two county magistrates in Beiliang, so how dare I argue about the good or bad of the prince.”
Yan Shenggong returned the brush to the poor scholar of Beiliang, and the two changed their positions.
The young man did not rush to write this time. He looked at the stone tablet that was close to him, and then turned to the Confucian scholar who could not guess his identity and said, “Sir, do you know how many stone tablets we have built in Beiliang, maybe one day, there will be more words on all the stone tablets on the Imperial College. I am not greedy for life and death, but I am afraid that there are only people from Beiliang like Jin Lanting in the temple in the capital, but I am afraid that the whole of Li Yang mistakenly think that we Beiliang scholars are as unbearable as Jin Lanting! I have been weak and sick since I was a child. I may only be the military achievements of the Beimang barbarians, but stay here. Maybe I can only talk to you, Mr., today, but maybe one day, even if Beiliang is gone, I can still talk to one hundred and one thousand gentlemen.”
Duke Yan Sheng said nothing. He stood up and took a few steps, and turned to look at the thin back of the young Beiliang scholar.
This young man who urged the Confucian scholar to write faster twice must have broken his head. There could be several or even dozens of emperors in the world at the same time, but for eight hundred years, even a thousand years later, the saint of the Zhang family, Yan Shenggong, passed down from generation to generation, and there was only one person in the world. At this time, the young man who was concentrating on copying books did not notice that thousands of students were gathered in the gate of the Imperial College, densely packed, all of whom were dumbfounded to watch his chat with the “unknown” Confucian scholar.
Under the constraints of a large group of officials in the Imperial College, no one dared to cross the thunder pool and step out of the gate to disturb Yan Shenggong.
On this day, Contemporary Yansheng Gong left the capital.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng came so fast that when she collided with Xu Fengnian, there were many people sitting on the roof watching the battle, as if they saw a purple line extending from the south of the city to Xiamawei Posthouse Street. The color of this purple track was light at the beginning, and then deepened in turn until the thick purple at this time.
The female martial arts leader flew past half of Tai’an City and made a huge noise. She flew too fast, and she was almost at the ridges of thunder that exploded on the ridges of tall buildings everywhere.
Everyone saw the purple first, and then heard the thunder.
The purple-clothed Huishan Mountain in Daxueping quickly fell from the roof of a restaurant into the street, and rushed straight to the black golden python robe painted with nine pythons and five claws.
A loud bang sounded on the street, with the python robe and purple robe as the center. The messy fallen leaves that were not too late to clean on the road were not floating to both sides of the street as everyone expected, but instead, it was a whirlwind on the ground first, contrary to normalcy.After suddenly pulling it up, it flew towards the two people who bumped into each other, and instantly turned into powder in the air three or four feet away from the center of the circle. On the street, there is a yellow sycamore leaf that happened to fall from a high branch, which is particularly eye-catching. For some reason, it was not torn to pieces by the two extremely majestic auras, but instead lingered around the two like a yellow butterfly, spinning rapidly, making people dazzled. The spiral of this fallen leaf is endless, but every time it brings a thin arc and gently rubs it on the bluestone road on the street, it actually has a loud sound of gold and stone!
In the restaurant, Li Yibai, Dongyue Jianchi, had already brought his junior brothers and sisters to the window. Li Yibai traveled through the world with his sword for many years, and was very famous for his heroes, no less than the first disciple of Qi Jiajie in the capital. The merciful man also gave them a saying that “there are two Lis in the north and south sword forests”. However, Li Yibai knew that the water in the world was shallower than Li Haoran who was watching the sky, so he was not comparable to that of Li Haoran. Li Yibai temporarily wanted three excellent places to watch the game by the window, and everyone in the restaurant was willing to give this face. After all, everyone can see more about Mawei Posthouse or selling Li Yibai a favor. Which is more important?
The girl in white pulled Li Yibai’s sleeve and whispered: “Why are she fighting so lively, even if the girl named Xuanyuan is slightly better than Qi Jiajie, she wouldn’t have been entangled with the King of Beiliang for too long.”
Li Yibai once witnessed the thrilling scene of the young vassal king killing Qi Jiajie in an instant. She knew Xu Fengnian’s terrifying combat power than most Central Plains martial arts masters. On the way back to Tai’an City from the Summer Escape Town, she speculated about Xu Fengnian several times with the sect leader Chai Qingshan. Both of them thought that let alone the second-grade junior master, I’m afraid that even if you reach the Zhixuan realm and have accumulated a stable accumulation of more than ten or twenty years in this realm, you may not be able to stop Xu Fengnian from taking action. Xu Fengnian’s martial arts are all mixed and sophisticated, not to mention the methods of killing, especially the methods of killing, which are quite similar to those of the human cat Han Shengxuan. They are both in the battle between life and death. If you are one level away from me, you will definitely die, and you will die very quickly. This is a matter of life and death in the blink of an eye. However, with the cultivation level of a great master in the celestial realm against Xu Fengnian, Li Yibai and the sect leader Chai Qingshan had some differences. Li Yibai did not believe in the celestial realm that was only under the land gods, and did not believe that the few people were still unable to fight back against Xu Fengnian.
Li Yibai couldn’t see through the truth, and was not a person who liked to speak nonsense. He deliberately ignored the dissatisfaction with the leader of the Liyang Martial Arts in his junior sister’s words, and shook his head and said, “The leader of Xuanyuan is a pride in the world who is destined to be the destiny of heaven. Looking at the whole world, even with Beimang, only her climbing speed in martial arts can compete with the King of Beiliang. In the early years, she had already made the feat of intercepting Wang Xianzhi on the Guangling River. Now that her cultivation is getting deeper, it is not too strange to be able to stand stalemate with the King of Beiliang.”
After Li Yibai said these words, his eyes were a little dazed. On the street, the purple clothes and python robe were like dragons circling the big hill, which was really pleasing to the eye. Li Yibai clearly remembers that he first met Xuanyuan Qingfeng, in Kuaishen Villa on the shore of Chunshen Lake. This purple-clothed look at the heroes with an invincible attitude.Even Li Yibai felt inexplicably ashamed. This woman, standing alone on the top of Huishan Mountain, and together with Li Yibai, almost the entire young handsome man from the Yang River can only look up from afar.
In the past two years, the girl’s single-bait clothing has been fucked by the bullshit rumors about the secrets of King Beiliang and Ziyi of Huishan. Although Xu Fengnian gave most of the secret books of Tingchao Pavilion Armory to the Daxueping Queyue Tower, it is a foregone conclusion that in the hearts of girls like Single-bait clothing, they never think that King Beiliang would really have any unclear involvement with Xuanyuan Qingfeng. A woman with a gloomy all day long, even if her martial arts skills are a little more beautiful, her face is a little graceful, she is still not likable after all.
The girl in white asked with a smile: “Senior Brother Li, did you think that King Beiliang deliberately let the water off, so as not to lose too ugly that the woman lost too ugly. If she lost all her face in Tai’an City, how could she be the leader of the martial arts world? Is that true?”
Song Tinglu rolled her eyes and said: “My master said that Xuanyuan Qingfeng is a serious celestial realm, and her cultivation is no less than Xuanyuan Dapan who proved the truth by force back then. Such martial artists, regardless of their physical and mental state, are not comparable to ordinary martial arts masters. Junior sister, you really deserve to be invincible in the world. We have two great masters, Cao Guanzi and Tao Jian God. It is one thing to show off martial arts and power in Beiliang. It is another thing to leave Beiliang! Look, when the two masters Cao Deng took action, the one with the surname Xu will be beaten back to their original form!”
Chai Qingshan did not stand with the three juniors of Jianchi, but he did not have the leisure and leisure of Cao Changqing, Chen Zhibao, and Wu Jian. The old man kept closing his eyes and concentrating, carefully capturing the flow of two qi on the street.
Chai Qingshan sighed, and in an instant, the figure of the sword master disappeared. The cool autumn breeze seemed to pass by the other side of the window. The next moment, Chai Qingshan was standing on the steps at the entrance of the restaurant.
Behind a window of the inn across the street, Wu Jian, the hometown owner of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, quickly reached out his sleeve, and two of the fingers gently tapped on the window railing.
The street in front of Wu Jian stood up with a vague sword energy curtain from Xiamawei Posthouse to the end of the street hundreds of feet away, from the roof of the building to the ground, and ripples were erected.
The spectators on this side only felt a sudden chill coming to their faces, as if they were in a deep pool in the hot summer.
Chai Qingshan on the other side of the street stomped his feet gently, and the whole street trembled violently.
After the two masters of swordsmanship, Wu Family Sword Tomb and Dongyue Jianchi, knocked their fingers and stomped their feet, everyone discovered that outside the center of the purple-clothed python robe, there were millions of mottled cracks as thick as wrists as earthworms on the bluestone street, spreading wildly to both sides of the street, just like a flood breaking the dam, rushing towards hundreds of spectators in the buildings on both sides, scaring many people, but they just wanted to come to Mawei to see the style of the King of Beiliang, but they never thought of putting their lives in it. Fortunately, these cracked roads that were wandering like little snakes hit WuWhen I saw the rain curtain with the sword energy forming a wall, the momentum was slightly frozen. Although the crack soon climbed up along the “wall”, when I climbed to a place about the height of the restaurant and inn, my momentum finally disappeared at a speed visible to ordinary people, and all this was silent.
When the dense gaps spread rapidly towards Chai Qingshan, the steps under the foot of the Dongyue Sword Pond were used as the boundary line, and above the straight line, it exploded and dust flew.
Li Yibai said regretfully: “In two competitions, Xuanyuan Qingfeng lost to the King of Beiliang, and our sect leader also lost to the head of the Wu family’s sword tomb.”
Song Tinglu said angrily: “The master and the Wu family ancestor both used the fingering sword technique to block Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s ventilation. The master was head-on, so he made some noise. The Wu family ancestor was much more cunning and insidious. Not only did he use the moves, but he seemed to have defeated the master with half a piece of cake. In fact, as long as the master used any sword that was secretly circulated by our Sword Sect, the seven swords that were “high mountains and deep waters and long sword energy”! “
The girl did not have so much sense of honor in the sect, and she curled her lips and said, “Master has used sword skills to keep the box. The old man of the Wu family just did it casually. The master still lost, and if this happens, the master even lost his temperament.”
The young man said depressedly, “Junior sister!”
Because of Xuanyuan Ziyi’s appearance, the girl who was in a bad mood held the sword and stared at her, “What’s wrong?”
The young man whispered in a low voice: “The autumn is high and the air is cool, the air is cool.”
Li Yibai suddenly reminded, “You should pay attention to the King of Beiliang!”
Xu Fengnian and Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood in confrontation, and the two were only two feet apart.