Journey To the World of Film and Television

Chapter 432 It's a good birth!

"Xuan Jia."

Just when Han Diaosi wounded Wei Shuyang with one move and threw him flying with the red silk, a strange voice came from a distance.

Extreme danger welled up in his mind, Han Diaosi flipped over, and the fine red silk stretched out from his sleeves was broken by a three-inch streamer.

Han Diaosi retreated again and again, the drooping cloak and hood concealed his figure, but the murderous aura emanating from his bones still made everyone feel chills down their spines.

too fast.

The man in black shot too fast.

While guessing the other party's identity, Xu Fengnian stepped forward to look at the wound on Wei Shuyang's arm, and asked with concern, "Grandpa Wei, how is your injury?"

"It's all skin trauma, it's okay." Wei Shuyang said he was fine, but in fact his brows were furrowed and his face was a little pale.

The three thousand red silk of Han Diao Temple is the "Fujiang Red Armor" of the same origin as the Trojan Horse and Niu, which can be stripped from the body of the great master Ye Hongting. In the blink of an eye, the wound split open, exposing the white bones.

"Shu Shame, protect Grandpa Wei." Xu Fengnian's face sank like water, and his eyes turned to Han Diao Temple, who had not yet shown his face.

Han Diaosi hid his hands in his sleeves, and as soon as he stood still, he glanced at the broken red threads scattered all over the ground. He raised his eyes and his pupils shrank suddenly. A simple three-inch long sword hung in front of him, pointing at the center of his eyebrows. .

It seems provocative, but more threatening.

Mrs. Deng!

Han Diaosi stretched out his sharp claws, and the bloody murderous aura spread out as if it had substance, pressing on Xu Fengnian like a thousand weights.

Shu Hui and Ning Emei stood in front of Xu Fengnian and struggled to support them, only to see countless red threads emerging from behind each other again, baring their teeth and claws like ghosts and monsters.

Now that the three thousand red threads have been exposed, they cannot return empty-handed today.

Just when Han Diaosi was about to strike again, that strange voice came again.

"Green plum, bamboo horse, spring water, morning dew, peach blossom, come on!"

hum~

The sword sounded, and five more flying swords came through the air, and the six swords directly blocked his Qi, pointing to the left and right four directions, the center of the eyebrows, and the dantian.

Han Diaosi stepped forward and stood up slowly, adjusted his vocal cords with true energy, and said hoarsely: "Peach Blossom Flying Sword, Heaven and Man Soldiers. The majestic Peach Blossom Sword God even used moves to deal with land gods and fairylands. It’s too much to look down on.”

"Peach Blossom Sword God, Tai Ah Deng."

Xu Fengnian's eyes lit up, and he heard the crisp sound of bells coming from a distance. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man holding a peach blossom branch and leading a little donkey walking from a wooden bridge by the sea.

Although he didn't know why the other party wanted to save him, but if it wasn't for the 'Xuanjia' flying sword just now, it would be difficult for them to block the sudden attack of the purple-clothed man.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior." Xu Fengnian bowed slightly to Deng Tai'a, nodded and said, "Xu Fengnian will remember this kindness and will definitely repay it in the future."

"It's not you who repay the favor, it's me who repays the favor." Deng Tai'a bowed her head and said in return, "Xu Fengnian, your mother is my cousin from far away."

This Nima can also climb into a relationship?

Zhao Kai, who was hiding in the dark, had a mouthful of old blood in his chest, his blood pressure was immediately full, and he couldn't help but burst into foul language.

He himself came from a humble background, and his mother died of illness when he was very young, and he died of depression.

Even if the master took him into the palace and cultivated him wholeheartedly, in the entire Liyang royal family, his identity was doomed to be bullied and isolated by other princes and princesses.

In contrast, although Xu Fengnian's mother died early, his siblings are harmonious and respectful.

After all, Zhou Ji and Li Chungang were not around, and even got involved with Deng Tai'a, the Peach Blossom Sword God.

"It's really good that this fetus was born!" Zhao Kai laughed back angrily, and couldn't help gnashing his teeth in the second half of the sentence, but there was nothing he could do.

"Back when I practiced swords in the Wu Family Sword Tomb, your mother gave me a meal, a life-saving gift, and a gift to teach me a job. How can I not repay this kindness?" Deng Tai'a sighed regretfully. : "It's a pity that when your mother entered the imperial city alone, I was outside the East China Sea. It was too late when I came back. Your mother suffered from the root cause of the battle and finally died. Looking back, I still feel guilty."

"Your mother's kindness has been repaid in half just now."

Deng Tai'a stretched out a peach branch and slashed across the long box hanging obliquely on the donkey's back. The six flying swords that had been nailed around Han Diao Temple swished back into the sword box. Deng Tai'a smiled and said: "These ten The two flying swords have been with Deng for his whole life, and they are given to his son today, which contain the technique of killing people with flying swords, which can be regarded as the remaining half of the information, and you and I will not owe each other from now on."

"Wait, senior." Xu Fengnian saw that Deng Tai'a was planning to send the sword box over while talking, so he interrupted quickly, "A gentleman does not take what others like. These flying swords have been with senior for so many years, so giving them to me is really a hidden gem .In addition, I have learned the art of killing people with flying swords from other places. This is both a sword and a sword, which is really inconvenient."

Xu Fengnian held the Liuli sword in his hand, and the Chunlei Xiudong long and short swords on his waist. He couldn't hold them with two hands, and he could set up a street stall with twelve more.

Hearing Xu Fengnian's implication, Mrs. Deng frowned slightly. She didn't expect Xu Fengnian to use her mother's kindness to make conditions for him. A trace of displeasure appeared in her heart, and even her eyes became alienated and indifferent. "How are you doing?"

Xu Fengnian thought about what Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi had just said at sea, and tentatively observed Deng Tai'a's expression, saw his brows were slightly wrinkled, and thought about his choice of words, "If senior wants to repay his kindness, this junior wants to ask senior for something."

Han Diaosi's heart skipped a beat, before Xu Fengnian could finish speaking, he raised his feet and stepped on the dust all over the ground, a strong wind blew up, and his figure turned into a streamer and disappeared into the dust.

Xu Fengnian waved his sleeves, covered his nose and coughed a few times, looked at the open space by the sea, and saw no figure of the man in purple.

Han Diao Temple has always suppressed the realm, and its real strength can kill all the celestial phenomena. Even if Deng Tai'a escaped early, he could not keep it.

Deng Tai'a frowned slightly, opened the sword box and intended to call out the flying sword to hunt down, but as if he felt something, he turned and looked at the sea in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, then let the remaining half of the kindness be left for the time being." Make a note of it."

As soon as the words fell, a roar of earth-shattering and earth-shattering sounded from the sea.

The skylight and cloud shadows turned into a circle of light, and the golden streamer fell, as if to shine with the sun and the moon.

"What the hell are Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang doing!"

Deng Tai'a's face was ugly, his eyes were sharp, and he pointed to the sword passing through the sword box, and said in a deep voice: "Moth eyebrow, Suzaku, Huang Tong, gnat, golden hazel, Taiah."

Every time the fingertip touched the sword, a flying sword flew out of the box.

"Green plum, bamboo horse, spring water, morning dew, peach blossom."

Twelve small swords lined up in a straight line in front of him, as if to draw a gap between heaven and earth.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the momentum was almost equal to the gorgeous halo of the sky.

The sword formation was named Bingjie, it was originally prepared by Deng Tai'a for the immortals in the heavens, but now it is appropriate to prevent mortals from ascending to the immortals!

The sword array is like a rainbow, about to perform the move of piercing the sun, but seeing Xu Fengnian's anxious face, he quickly stood in front of Deng Tai'a and said: "Senior, wait a minute!"

Deng Tai'a's expression was indifferent, his face sank like water and he said: "Get out of the way."

"The younger generation has already heard about the Tianmen from Li Jianshen and Wang Xianzhi." Xu Fengnian could feel Deng Tai'an's impatience, and he still refused to let the sword edge close at hand.

Out of trust in Zhou Ji's instinct, Xu Fengnian reluctantly accepted him as one against two, but if Deng Tai'a wanted to make a move, it would be the kind of Sanying fighting Lu Bu and replacing Liu Bei with Zhao Yun.

Xu Fengnian opened his arms and quickly explained what they guarded the Tianmen to prevent it from opening, and said in a deep voice: "Old Zhou Zhouji treated me sincerely and helped me a lot. I remember all the kindness in my heart, but I can't repay it.

Now what he is looking for is in the heaven, and he hopes to exchange my mother's remaining kindness for the senior to stop and let him fly to the heaven. If the kindness is not enough, it will be considered that Xu Fengnian owes the senior a great favor. If the senior is on a mission, Xu Fengnian will not dare Not from. "

Deng Tai'a stretched out half of his sword finger and stopped in mid-air. Seeing Xu Fengnian's sincere pleading expression, he closed his eyes slightly and opened them slowly. There was a trace of nostalgia in his soft eyes, "This sincere heart is like Your mother is very good."

"Senior, did you agree?" Xu Fengnian grinned his big white teeth, showing a silly smile, relaxed, turned to look at the circle of light in the sky, and said, "That's all I can help him with." gone."

Deng Tai'a shook his head, waved the twelve flying swords back into the sword case, picked up the donkey, and walked towards the distance with a rattle.

Hundreds of miles away at sea.

The continuously rising waves pushed the three of them farther and farther away. The scorching sun set in the afternoon and it was almost dusk.

Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi sealed Zhou Ji in the middle, one left and one right, and a huge tornado swayed in the sea, really like a giant dragon entrenched beside Wang Xianzhi, engulfing the power of the world and rushing towards Zhou Ji.

On the other side, countless sword energy rippled from the sky behind Li Chungang, like a violent torrent rushing endlessly.

Without the thousands of swords borrowed from Emperor Wudi City, these invisible sword qi seem to be more powerful than the tangible ones.

Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to hold the flower pot, standing proudly above the void, and did not take out the Zhu Xian Sword and Jue Xian Sword to 'bully' them.

As the giant water dragon and the torrent of kendo rushed towards him, the light blue body-protecting zhenqi sank out of thin air, rapidly and continuously shrinking toward Zhou Ji.

Sensing the rapidly passing mana in his body, Zhou Ji looked indifferent, his body was agile, he tossed and moved, avoided Li Chungang's Dahe Sword Intent, took a step forward, jumped onto the dragon's head, and walked along the dragon's spine of the water dragon.

Under the control of Li Chungang, the violent torrent of the river diverted left and right like two green snakes before hitting the water dragon, swimming around the dragon body, sometimes attacking on both sides, and sometimes strangling together.

Zhou Ji knew in his heart that this water dragon was transformed by Wang Xianzhi's manipulation of the power of heaven and earth. As long as the power of heaven and earth is still there, he can use the water of the East China Sea to restore it endlessly.

Out of the corner of his vision, he saw two green snakes circling around the sides of the dragon's belly, and attacking from left to right. Zhou Ji stopped, pointed to a sword, and drew a few mysterious and incomparable Dao patterns in the void.

"The five spirits return to the clan!"

The beams of light representing the four sources of earth, wind, water, and fire shot up into the sky. Zhou Jiyi pointed out that a thunderbolt from the Supreme Purity crashed down and matched with the other four beams of light to form the formation of five spirits returning to the clan.

The flowing original elements are not afraid of the power of the world engulfed by the water dragon. The water dragon raises its head and bites at Zhou Ji, but Zhou Ji suddenly leaps up another ten feet.

As if standing in the center of that circle of light, you can touch this heavenly gate that can be opened at any time just by turning around.

As if ignoring it, Zhou Ji lowered his head to look at the giant seawater dragon that snatched people away, and pointed at it as a sword. The five beams of light surrounding him merged into one place. The sword shadow.

Supernatant Poyun Sword!

The flow of light and shadow, like the momentum of breaking the sky, seemed slow, but wrapped in an unavoidable majesty, it slashed towards the dragon.

Wang Xianzhi's breathing was stagnant, his face suddenly turned pale, and he saw the shadow of the sword extending from the dragon's head to the dragon's tail, splitting it left and right.

The power of heaven and earth collapsed and dissipated, and the water dragon stretching out tens of feet high turned into huge waves that toppled the river and dumped to both sides. Seeing this scene in front of him, Li Chungang thought of the four words "stop the river and cut off the flow".

With one strike, maybe even the river will be cut off, right?

Li Chungang looked up at the dazzling circle of light that was comparable to the scorching sun. The light circle itself seemed to be more dazzling than when it first appeared, but the void inside the circle gradually became gloomy and dark.

As the darkness deepens, the passage between the fairy world and the mortal world will officially open. Li Chungang looked down at the empty right sleeve swaying in the wind, and his figure rushed straight up. There seemed to be endless sword lights accompanying him at a distance of more than ten feet. Walk forward together, and keep filling his frantically swinging right sleeve.

Standing with his sword horizontally, Zhou Ji looked down at Li Chungang. In his eyes, he seemed to see a constantly filling arm protruding from the empty sleeve; Slowly stab yourself.

The colorful sword shadows were gathered into normal size, and hit Li Chungang's 'invincible'.

It's a pity that this world is not as chaotic as in his dream, where everyone can steal the rules and authority of the heaven.

Li Chungang's invincibility is far less than that of the sword master in the dream, which is enough to shake the incarnation of heaven.

As the sword tips touched, the void in front of Li Chungang continued to obliterate the four origins on the surface of the Shangqing Poyun Sword, but they were eroded and infiltrated by the power of the origin.

Ka~

As a tiny crack emerged from the void, larger and larger fine lines spread out, and finally shattered into dots of light like colored glass.

The plentiful sleeves were blown away by the gust of wind again, and Li Chungang looked at the colorful sword shadow that disappeared between Zhou Ji's fingers.

He lost, Zhou Ji's sword is no longer a martial art in the world, but an immortal technique.

Or Xianwu.

Turning to look at Wang Xianzhi, the original sense of loss turned into a smile.

He didn't complain about losing to Zhou Ji, anyway, he had eaten too much this way, and it would be okay to eat again.

Anyway, he won against Wang Xianzhi today and let him suffer twice in a row. This made Li Chungang feel much better.

Just when Li Chungang was about to tease Wang Xianzhi, he suddenly felt a faint suction coming from above. As the suction became stronger, the darkness in the light circle became deeper and deeper.

Li Chungang secretly thought it was bad, turned to look at Wang Xianzhi, Wang Xianzhi also showed a serious expression, and said in a deep voice.

"The gate of heaven is open!"