Taiping Order

Chapter 255 The Master of Chixiao Sword, Father and Daughter Meeting (please give me a monthly vote)

The sound of the Chixiao Sword was clear and clear, but with an indescribable domineering aura, piercing through Long Yuan. However, Long Yuan, which should have been extremely hard and cannot be damaged by martial arts legends, did not resist at all. It was cut off.

Just like the first old friend who came to resolve the promise that had been spreading for a long time, the Chixiao Sword nailed Ji Chengfeng to the ground, and the sword tip entered the ground, just in front of Li Guan, on the sword body, The flowing light rotates.

Ji Chengfeng's vitality collapsed sharply, but his magical power and domineering ability were no longer able to survive by relying on Long Yuan. He had far surpassed Long Yuan's limit, but at this moment, Long Yuan Yisan At the same time as it collapses.

Ji Chengfeng raised his eyes and saw violent human fluctuations appearing in his eyes.

Thousands of battles and defeats, and learn from the strengths of the world.

It is the [Eternal Life and Immortality], which is created by itself and above the unique skills, breaking through the upper limit.

For peerless geniuses, breaking through before the battle is also a natural thing.

The red dragon dragon essence only makes people lively.

But it is impossible for people to cross the limit and reach the incredible legendary realm.

The broken left arm actually started to recover again. Long Yuan did not seem to be Ji Chengfeng's support, but was more like Ji Chengfeng's constraints. In his body, a terrifying aura was spreading.

The fishing fisherman showed shock and sneered: "Break through the limit?"

The whale fisherman took a step forward, stretched out his arm, and blocked the Yaoguang in front behind him. The next moment, a terrifying aura roared from all directions. The four palace masters took away the King of Yang Su and split the air wave with one sword, and the other three were the ones. They were forced to retreat continuously.

The formation in front of the Whale Fisherman was unstable, and he blocked the silver-haired girl.

He resisted the arrogance that Ji Chengfeng burst out.

Perhaps it was the involvement of the qi, or perhaps it was the involvement of the combat instinct of martial arts legends. The last sudden killing aura was directly guided into the formation of the whale fishermen. The formation was continuous, as if the heaven and earth were rotating, eliminating the vitality. .

Ji Chengfeng's aura was dispersed and moved, and it fell to the other place with a bang.

The whale fisherman said, "I won't be honest before I die!"

The only one who can kill martial arts legends is the martial arts legend.

The only five people in the past eight hundred years are naturally heavy, but when the whale fisherman blocked this move, his hat was not a magic weapon. He could not withstand the impact of the aura and was violently blown away.

The formation that originally disguised its appearance was also shattered in full force of confrontation.

The silver-haired girl raised her head.

Seeing the back blocking in front of me, I saw the hat scattered and shattered.

The black hair in the hairpin was flying.

Then from the end, in Yaoguang's eyes, it turned into silver white bit by bit.

Just like in my memory, the heavy rain that seemed to have covered the whole world, the Demon Sect warriors who surrounded and killed them, and the figure who rushed over like a demon with silver hair.

The silver-haired girl was stunned.

On that day, the silver-haired man killed all his opponents alone. He held the child who was only two years old in one hand and walked out of the **** and contaminated mud step by step.

‘Don’t worry, my dad is here. ’

‘I am here, no one in the world can hurt you! ’

…………

The whale fisherman had to take action.

The Chixiao Sword forced the man to nail it, but Ji Chengfeng was unwilling to struggle and wanted to survive even if he gave up everything. He actually wanted to stretch out his hand to pull out the Chixiao Sword, but the grand aura of the Chixiao Sword was too familiar.

The familiarity made Ji Chengfeng's soul tremble in pain.

The memories he forgot were awakened by this, and this legend in the world recalled his youthful experience.

‘The snowy field in the northern border, the desert in the Western Regions, the world is very big, so you can take a look on my behalf, and then…’

That young friend, the grandson who was named "Happy Riding the Wind" with a beautiful name, said with a smile:

‘Then, when you live until your hair is gray, your wife and children are full of your family, and your children are filial, you can say that you have a happy life, no regrets, and you should die until this time. ’

‘I will wait for you. ’

Ji Chengfeng, or Zhang Ziyong opened his mouth. He looked at the brilliant Chixiao sword and the young man in front of him. The extremely domineering skill seemed to be frozen. He looked at the once-in-come friend. The sword held by my friend pierced his body.

"Is it because I can survive without any effort to achieve my current state of cultivation..."

"Or, in order to watch the world for you, I will live desperately?"

"I forgot it myself."

Li Guanyi had a very clear understanding at this time.

How much impact will it have on holding the Chixiao Sword yourself? It is to add the most intense flames from eight hundred years ago in the already chaotic world, which will completely collapse the already illusory Taiping of this era. disappear.

And Li Guanyi stepped into this chaotic world like flames.

The eyes of various forces in the Academy, countries, and Zhongzhou were welcomed, and the visits that were not known to be good or evil, but at this moment, he did not hesitate, but just suddenly rose up and grabbed the Chixiao Sword like a tiger.

The Chixiao Sword finally let out a brilliant roar.

It was as sharp as when it was just sharpened, and the legend of eight hundred years of development was opened up and pacified the world with the Chixiao Sword, and it was about to end with the Chixiao Sword. Li Guan tried all his strength to draw out the Chixiao Sword.

Step forward.

Holding a sword in both hands.

Above this sword, the red and golden cloud patterns lit up layer by layer. The 800-year-old Red Emperor world, this vast fortune gathered and suddenly turned into a light-like existence, rising into the sky.

Chixiao·kill evil!

When facing the disciples of Yin-Yang Wheel-Zhuo Zhuang Sect, Chixiao Sword, who took the initiative to explode in murderous intentions.

At this moment, I reached the limit.

Ji Chengfeng suddenly raised his hand, and his left and right arm showed his unique skills.

He held Yuwen Lie's gun and blocked Gongyang Su's sword.

And others are not even qualified to step forward.

He widened his eyes, looked at the sharp sword light, suddenly lowered his eyes, and then laughed out loud: "Ji Chengfeng? Ji Chengfeng! Wrong!"

"My name is Zhang Ziyong."

"The person who survived because of Ji Chengfeng."

"The legend of martial arts is the ultimate life. Three hundred years later, in the next generation, there will be no one like me again!!"

Vitality broke out, Yuwen Lie and Gongyang Suwang were forced to retreat, their green robe rolled up, and their arrogance fell on him again. The bamboo flute in his hand flew up and down, passing through the eight thousand tiger barbarian cavalry. Directly hit Li Guanyi.

But at this moment, the whale fisherman sneered and scolded:

"Resist stubbornly."

"I am here, what are you going to do?"

Swearing and starting the formation directly.

Go out.

As soon as Li Guan fell on the Qiushui sword on the ground, Murong Longtu's aura rose.

The formation of the leader of the formation, the sword intent of the **** of swordsmanship.

Intersect left and right.

But Zhang Ziyong did not resist.

Zhang Ziyong looked quiet. He spread his arms and hugged the fiery Chixiao Sword. The Chixiao Sword pierced his heart, and his heart was still beating. At this time, the martial arts legend who had lived in the world for any means for a long time lowered his eyes slightly.

In a trance, I saw the boy who died three hundred years ago in the sword light, which was as fierce as Li Guan.

Li Guan gasped and sweat fell on his forehead.

He grabbed the sword tightly, and the Chixiao sword roared wildly, stabbing it hard inside.

Damn, are martial arts legends so difficult to deal with?

There is more than one person in the world who is so difficult to deal with? !

He no longer wanted to think about how difficult it is to deal with the world's number one **** general, he just wanted to kill Zhang Ziyong.

Zhang Ziyong said, "Why don't you retreat?"

Li Guanyi said, "Because you deserve to die."

Zhang Ziyong said, "It's interesting..." The blood in his mouth kept falling, but his expression returned to its original calmness and calmness. He said, "The heroes in troubled times have been set off. Those who died because of you are obviously more dead than my great way. More below.”

"Why do you have a heroic reputation and I will be killed by you?"

"However, I'm not interested in listening to what you are talking about."

"I won't regret it either."

His eyes gradually dimmed, but he showed a dangerous smile and said, "I can take you away before Jian Kuang and Zhen Kui take action, but I only hope you meet one of my requirements."

He stared at the man holding the Red Sky Sword, and he was vaguely seeing yesterday, his tone was much gentler for some reason, and said:

"Can you call me Ziyong?"

Li Guanyi laughed and cursed:

"fart!"

These two words are spurted out in the face of martial arts legends.

Everyone was silent, but the fishing fisherman burst into laughter, feeling that this brat is becoming more and more in line with his nature, and said, "I am worthy of being the grandson of Jianmao, hahahaha, okay, okay, crazy enough, only me, I like it you!"

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Li Guanyi didn't know how the whale fisherman was laughing at the moment, but just looked at Zhang Ziyong and said word by word:

"You said just now that people have different concepts and judgments, that is natural. I have no interest in letting others listen to my judgment, but in my eyes, you are an unforgivable person!"

The boy seemed to have a terrifying flame in his eyes and said:

"Some people say that the world is not black and white, but some things are black and white, and if you mix a little bit, it's wrong!"

"I will never compromise!"

Until this time, Li Guanyi gritted his teeth and tried his best to poke the magic weapon in his hand towards Zhang Ziyong's heart. While poking, he twisted it hard, trying to tear out the sword marks. The traces were torn.

Zhang Ziyong closed his eyes, but said, "That's right."

Such a straightforward answer is a determination that only young people have. Perhaps, without such a fiery heart, the Chixiao Sword would not have come to mind. The eight hundred years of emperors hope to pick up the sword.

But they don’t know what [Chixiao] is.

The sky is filled with clouds, and only the fiery heart can be as colorful as fire. In the sword light, he saw Ji Chengfeng, and Zhang Ziyong said softly:

"Forget..."

"I'll fulfill the promise of that year."

Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air continued to sound.

His body continued to be pierced by Yuwen Lie's gun, Gongyang Su King's sword, Living Buddha's golden body, Mo family giant sword, Taoist Su Yue Zhenren followed closely. These top powerhouses in the world almost all used up their limits. The force was blown down.

Zhang Ziyong was tired. He felt a lot of sadness, nostalgia, and silence in his heart. Finally, he turned into an extremely complicated smile. The body that was always in operation was still constantly repairing his body. This body far surpassed immortality. Long Yuan!

This is his obsession.

Obsession is like a demon, like a god, a Buddha.

Zhang Ziyong raised his hand.

He said calmly: "You guys, you are so proud to be able to kill me."

The right hand suddenly waved down, and the whale fisherman raised his hand and stopped.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Retract slowly.

Zhang Ziyong pressed his hand on the Chixiao Sword and stabbed him hard in his heart.

The evil-killing characteristics of the Chixiao Sword are completely revealed at this time, and they emit a brilliant and magnificent sword sound. Any warrior will instinctively avoid water and fire, not to mention a magic sword that can split water and fire and entangle thunder.

Zhang Ziyong remained motionless, and the divine light in his eyes scattered.

He knew that his life was trapped in a day when Emperor Wu of Chen was famous three hundred years ago. He wandered in every agreed place in the world, wanting to find Ji Chengfeng.

Of course he couldn't find it, but it can also be said that he had found it long ago, but he was forgotten by himself, because the boy had long been hidden in his heart, and he never looked back. It's a pity that real people and real things are often not as good as in his heart. What I thought was so good.

Even if your martial arts have reached the level of martial arts legends, there are many regrets.

He held Li Guanyi's Chixiao Sword and finally stabbed hard, allowing the sword intent to cut off the last immortality. He staggered to the ground and lowered his eyes. The legend of martial arts, as for this place, he finally died. .

Vitality spread out loudly and rushed towards the sky. The originally destroyed gullies and potholes appeared on the land, mountains and rivers, and the ruins of the battlefield. Grass and trees, flowers, green pine trees, and thousands of green pine trees, stretching for dozens of miles. .

This place turned into a vibrant valley. The wind blew thousands of valleys and the pine waves were like someone coming to welcome him. The rain fell down. The old warlock burst into tears. Zhang Ziyong was dead, so it enveloped him for a hundred years. The heavy rain finally stopped.

However, this rain seems to contain incredible vitality.

Using this body as bait, after completing the most critical step, the wound of the old warlock who had only breathe was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Vitality continues again.

Qu Zaishi's arms actually grew again, and the rest of the warriors of the Motian Sect who were absorbed by him gradually recovered. Ximen Hengrong, who had fallen from a thousand feet of cliff, and the wounded Tiger Barbarian cavalry were all recovering.

In a bronze tripod, the vitality gathered like flowing water, constantly absorbing the vitality that radiated after Zhang Ziyong's death. He didn't even know whether this legend was forced to die by them or because of the Chixiao Sword. What did the sword intent make him recall.

The immortals give up on immortality and death.

Zhang Ziyong's body suddenly shattered and turned into yellow leaves, flying between the sky and the earth. It was more than 10,000 swords that the sword was slashed down. The sword intent was immortal and became the last to defeat Zhang Ziyong. Part of the power.

After Zhang Ziyong's merit body gave up repair, he completely killed him and turned into a state of falling leaves. Li Guanyi held the Chixiao Sword in a daze, remembering the [First Floor in the World] record Words—

[Sword Kuang's sword is more than a hundred miles away, cutting off the red willow, and the sword will be immortal].

"Her grandpa's sword intent has always been in his body?"

"He can still tie the sword intent with our great-grandfather, and even such a powerful martial arts legend can hardly expel the sword intent of great-grandfather..."

Li Guan took off his strength and sat down. The Chixiao Sword was placed there, landing on the ground, and the young man's palm was trembling.

He wanted to leave Zhang Ziyong's corpse behind, but he had no strength.

King Gongyang Su walked over with his sword.

After experiencing such a fierce battle, his breath was as long as the past.

Draw out the sword, calmly, dignified, but has its own domineering spirit.

The sword energy was flying.

After Zhang Ziyong's death, more than 10,000 remaining leaves were split into powder and ruins with the [De] sword. Then the Living Buddha of Middle-earth personally saved him. The Mohist master took out a bronze machine box to accommodate them. stand up.

The Taoist sect’s innate real person took out the talisman written by the Taoist sect that year.

It is directly pasted on this Mohist machine box and turns into layers of seals to isolate the inside and outside.

Kill, chop, scatter, scatter ashes, and save them, and solve them at one time.

If you commit sins, you should pay the price.

No matter what experience you have ever had.

The good you do cannot offset the existence of evil.

Pain is not a reason for evil.

Blood refining into a pill, bewitching the story of the Buddha's body, legend of immortal medicine, many old stories about the world of the world, and the person who attracts people to drink blood and practice martial arts, Zhang Ziyong, who is the one who—

Should be punished! !

Until this martial arts legend, which was extremely dangerous and bewitched the people's blood refining skills, killed the King of Gongyang Su, Yuwen Lie, Mo Xie, Su Yue Zhenren, and the Living Buddha breathed a sigh of relief. The next moment, they passed away from Pass.

It fell in front of Li Guan.

When Li Guan was exhausted, he thought to himself that he would never experience such a second battle. It was too exciting. This was definitely the most extreme situation he could face.

The Chixiao Sword hovered beside Li Guanyi, as if he was happy and happy.

Flying around, around, then flying up, tapping Li Guanyi's shoulder and back with the position of the sword hilt, as if it was not the world's number one magical sword that had been worshipped in the capital for eight hundred years, but He is a very enthusiastic rogue.

He was rubbing his shoulders and knocking his back, and he was incredibly enthusiastic.

There was almost a tail behind the Vision Sword, and countless afterimages had been shaken.

Yuwen Lie held the battle gun and looked at the Chixiao Sword. His eyes were quite complicated. The four palace masters of the Academy were surrounded by Li Guanyi, looking at the sitting on the shattered stones. Inside the ruins, a lazy boy.

And above the divine weapon that roared in front of him.

King Gongyang Su smiled and said, "What should I call it?"

Li Guanyi already knew that he had been exposed to these senior officials of the academy. In front of the world, the young man held the Chixiao Sword, but he had no strength to pull it up, and of course he had no strength to throw it away.

He sat there, leaning against the broken rock on his back, and the Chixiao sword was leaning on the sword like a wooden stick. The sword tip was lowered to the ground, and he laughed at himself, with a calm demeanor, and said:

"Everyone, the Lord of Chixiao Sword, Li Guanyi."

"It's polite."

The whale fisherman grinned and said with a smile: "Hahahaha, I finally died. There shouldn't be five of the four legends. This old guy is really hard to kill, hahaha!"

"Well, Li Guan mentioned the Chixiao Sword, hey, if it were at the peak of the Red Emperor's line, this kid would have made a decision to kill him, but now it is not. At this moment, the Red Emperor has declined and gone, and everything is in chaos, just like eight hundred years. The chaotic world before.”

"Eight hundred years ago, the world was in chaos, and the Red Emperor drew his sword to conquer the world."

"Eight hundred years later, the world is in chaos and someone draws his sword."

"Its utility and power may expand to an incredible level in the hearts of the people."

The fishing fisherman picked up the wine pot and drank happily.

"But now it's not right."

"Now, the world is good, great, but also bad, and great. The Zhongzhou team could have been his help, and at least it could have been tricked to use it for a while, but this It'll be fine soon."

"The Zhongzhou royal family and Li Guanyi are probably going to become mortal enemies."

"This thing is a confrontation on the fundamental position."

"Originally, the so-called Zhongzhou emperor hunting was a joint effort by Li Guanyi and the Zhongzhou royal family, but now, his opponents are increasing again... And the Academy, the Academy during its prime, can still follow the loyalty to the Red Emperor. Master of Chixiao Sword.”

"And today there is a big change. How long can pure faith last?"

"If there are still students in eight hundred years, they can be loyal to the Lord of Chixiao Sword for the illusory agreement. I believe it, because of the human heart."

"But if it is said that all members of the school can be loyal to the Lord of Chixiao Sword in eight hundred years, it is like talking to you in a dream, this is also human nature."

“There are too many smart people.”

"There are not ironclad parts in the academy. So many smart people will be willing to follow the Chixiao Sword Master, and will regard the Chixiao Sword Master as a **** with useful value."

"Hahaha, but there is still a way, how about it, Yaoguang, if you are willing to ask me, you uncle Ye, you can't help this kid, ah, I'm just right in my hand. There is a living mouth."

"It should be no problem to retaliate the Yin-Yang family."

The whale fisherman spoke proudly, but did not get the girl's response.

So he became a little confused.

The relationship between his pseudonym [Ye] has a very good relationship with Yaoguang, and it is only worse than that of the teachers in the Stargazing Department. Yaoguang will answer his questions even if they are boring.

It’s just because of my childhood experience, there is no emotional or emotional fluctuation.

So the whale fisherman emphasized:

"How about it, beg me."

"Where is me, just take action and help my second brother!"

He bit **** the word "second brother".

But there was no answer, and the whale fisherman was embarrassed to drink.

Drink and drink.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that his hat and the formation that concealed his appearance had been destroyed by Zhang Ziyong when the confrontation was just now.

This formation is quite exquisite, and other formations have to practice hard for ten years, but for the whale fishermen, this formation is almost an instinct.

The reason for being broken was not reflected for a moment.

The martial arts legend was stiff, and then he immediately took a step back as if he was frightened.

The silver-haired girl followed closely.

The expressionless girl reached out her hand, gently holding her white palm in the air, holding a long silver-white hair in her hand. The hair came from the whale fisherman, just like Yaoguang's hair, in the wind Slightly interlaced.

So the girl opened her mouth and stared at the silver-haired man in front of her:

"What should I call you?"

(End of this chapter)