Taiping Order

Chapter 256: Murong Long’s Sword!

The fishing whale fisherman raised his hand, pressed his palm tightly on the silver hair on his head, and looked at Yao Guang in front of him. He was the youngest martial arts legend in the past eight hundred years. He had a strong internal strength, not as good as the others. Bit.

However, the formation is unparalleled and the magic is unique. If you really want to kill him, you will at least need to be the same as Zhang Ziyong who fights to death today, or even a higher level lineup. You need top generals, peerless masters, and ten thousand people. You need Tiefutu level. The army.

Nothing else—

The leader of the formation, the least feared thing is group battles!

What he feared was the existence of Jianmao.

With a green edge in hand, the heaven and earth will turn over and the six-wheeled cycle will be rotated.

There is no magic, formation, or mystery. I only chased Zhang Ziyong with no long-term sword skills, and cut off a total of 20,000 miles, and forced this monster who lived to the extreme and unchanged face for three hundred years. The temples became pure white and the foundation was severely damaged.

When others enter the formation, they can think, infer, verify, and then carefully start breaking the formation, for fear that there will be something wrong or that they will accidentally walk into death.

When the sword man enters the formation, he will choose an angle that is more pleasing to start chopping.

So if a formation does not form a formation, it is difficult to achieve enlightenment.

The second is the Taoist sect, who travels around the six voids and is calm and composed.

As for Jiang Su?

That guy raised his troops, who was an external level, was too scoundrel, and the whale fisherman was too lazy to care. Based on his understanding of Jiang Su - if it weren't for gathering millions of soldiers to fight with all their might, such a bet would be too big, It is to suppress the country's destiny.

Inadvertently, it may even lead to the decline of your country.

Jiang Su, the war madman, has long started a war of chaos in the world.

Among the legends, the comprehensive level of the whale fisherman is enough to compare with the Dao Sect. The formation method is all-encompassing. Therefore, he is crazy and arrogant with his personality and claims to be a master in the world. Few can catch his eye and step onto the Western Regions alone. Cangming, his expression remained calm.

Many legends: Sword madness is short-lived, the gods are old, the Taoist sect is empty, and the immortality is persistent.

I am unmatched, even Jiang Su, who is in front of Jianmai, dares to be alone and not be restrained at all!

It's different now.

The cold sweat behind the whale fishermen was about to wet their clothes.

The silver-haired girl slowly moved forward.

You can lift the legend of the dragon with one hand and unconsciously go back step by step.

"I, ahhhhhhh..."

"I, isn't this a misunderstanding?"

The whale fishing guest's scalp is numb.

The silver-haired girl stepped forward, her voice quiet:

"So, you sent the pearl that was secretly placed on my table back then?"

"You prepare the snacks for your birthday every year."

The whale fisherman's palms trembled: "I, hahaha, what are you talking about!"

The fishing whale fisherman clenched his fists, then raised his head and showed a heroic smile:

"Call me Uncle Ye!"

"It's Uncle Ye, it's Uncle Ye, Yaoguang, hahahahaha!"

The silver-haired girl paced forward.

There was no expression on his face, but Wan Mingyi next to him was on the beautiful and cold face. From the curve of his slightly pursed lips, he could see a determination and calmness that seemed to be a general in armor and charged forward. .

Just like he made a mistake before, his mother suddenly began to talk about his full name in front of those friends, and pronounced it with the name, surname and name.

The silver-haired girl said, "You are always like this."

The silver-haired man had already walked to the cliff. He stepped on it from behind and the gravel slid down. He scratched his head with a dry smile and said, "Hahaha, have you misunderstood something? Ah!"

"It's gray hair, it's gray hair, right?!"

He stretched out his hand to pick up his hair. It was not that ordinary people were old, as gray as the dead grass in winter, but a clear and clear silver, like the moonlight of the full moon in the night sky, saying, "There are too many white haired people in the world. , you admit me wrongly."

The silver-haired girl stopped her pace. She folded her hands before her lower abdomen, her voice was cold and quiet, without any emotional fluctuations. After thinking about it, she just said, "Yes."

“There are too many white-haired people in the world.”

The whale fisherman laughed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The silver-haired girl in front of her pressed her clothes and said slowly, "Then, as today's rude answer and as compensation for today's rudeness, I agree with the title you have been holding before."

"Since you have become a sworn brother with Guan, please allow me to call you that..."

The face of the whale fisherman was frozen.

The silver-haired girl gave a slight salute, her clothes raised and fell like the wind, and the silver hair on her temples flew slightly. Then she thought about it, picked up her fingers, pressed against her lips on both sides, and then pressed her lips slightly hard to push both sides of her lips upwards.

A light curved smile appeared:

She said, "Brother."

! !

Wan Mingyi felt the mountain under his feet shaking.

Fishing·Martial Arts·The Leader of the Formation·The Youngest Peerless Genius·The Army of Ten Thousand People·The Army of Iron Futu·Five Grandmasters plunder the formation·To be able to surround and kill·Legend·Whale Gun.

Being broken down.

Only two words were used.

Wan Mingyi saw that the silver-haired uncle had lost color little by little.

Maybe it's a silver hair problem.

In the sun, the whole person was glowing a pale gray.

The eyes were like dead fish caught.

………

I didn't know that such a thing happened in the Gongsun family.

On the battlefield where Zhang Ziyong was besieged and killed, the situation was still confrontation, with a faint heavy and solemn killing.

Li Guan was exhausted early in the morning, just holding the Chixiao Sword to support himself with this sword. Then he looked at the palace masters in front of him calmly, without being afraid of his momentum. At the same time, the bronze tripod was greedy. Called crazy efficiency throughput machine.

One of the five major legends in the world is a military solution!

At the same time, it has the - ravage of the military formation, fighting with warriors, sword madness, sword intent, warlocks are destroyed without death, Si Ming seals an arm, and the Chixiao Sword God Soldier pierces Long Yuan, Zhang Ziyong loses and continues to live The heart to go down.

Zhang Ziyong did not choose to suddenly rise up, then left the dignity of the martial arts legend and turned around and ran away, then killed him.

Of course, Qu Zaishi and Ximen Hengrong also have the pride of warriors. In theory, it is said that they will not be humiliated and seek to survive, but Zhang Ziyong is not. Li Guanyi always thinks that he may be able to do such a thing.

In fact, Li Guanyi could sense that even if Zhang Ziyong did not stab his own body with the last moment, the Chixiao Sword's breathing and breathing would completely kill him.

But Zhang Ziyong's last, only a mouthful of arrogance was left after being obsessed with obsession, asking him not to die under the sword of Gongyang Suwang and others, but to die in self-destruction, and to die in the first **** for eight hundred years. The sword is in the sharp edge of the sky.

However, it is precisely because of all these elements.

In addition, the last one-stop funeral service that the four palace masters of the Academy joined forces.

This top warrior, a legend of the three hundred years of martial arts, was almost equivalent to being cut into sauerkia in fine form, and his vitality returned to the world. Most of them surged into this world and turned into The state of a blessing in the world.

But the remaining small part is equivalent to the pure vitality of the unparalleled one.

It was surging, circling, and spinning, and almost fell into Li Guanyi's bronze tripod like a backflow. Half a month ago, Li Guanyi and Jiang Wanxiang made an agreement, and Ling Pingyang and other Qilin troops walked in two ways and went down the river.

When he met Zhang Ziyong, who was in a state of prosperity, he was split into a arm by sword.

Mr. Siming picked it up and ran away.

Under such circumstances, it was still extremely difficult to absorb a lot of jade liquid from Zhang Ziyong, who had no leakage.

And just a little bit of jade liquid has pushed Li Guanyi's body to the point where he can exchange injuries for injuries and fight against the level of the master Ximen Hengrong. Although he can't win, Ximen Hengrong, who is crazy, only Knowing that he fought hard with his internal strength, he couldn't beat Li Guanyi.

And now, this jade liquid is no longer gathering drop by drop.

Inflow? No!

This is a crazy return!

It's like a flood discharge.

The bronze tripod seemed to have been hungry for eight lifetimes.

Since I followed Li Guanyi, I have never eaten such good food.

There is a high probability that I won’t be able to eat this well in the future.

At this moment, I almost wish I could fly into the world and constantly absorb this pure and vast vitality. The blue jade liquid flowed and flew in it, vaguely exuding an extremely powerful vitality.

Even if the refining has not started, the aftermath of the jade liquid flying into the bronze tripod made Li Guanyi's body, which was so secretly wounded, recover quickly. From the outside, it seemed that this young man was sitting in the ruins. , the world is full of vitality, and there are top experts in front of you, but you are calm.

King Yang Su smiled and said, "Master of Chixiao Sword?"

"I never thought that I could see the title in this legend."

Li Guanyi replied: "The injury is too serious. Senior, please forgive me for not getting up to greet me."

Then the second sentence was to ask: "Is Zhang Ziyong really dead?"

Gongyang Suwang said, "I'm dead, I'm very dying."

"But it's Ji Chengfeng after all." Gongyang Suwang paused slightly, shook his head again, and said to himself: "No... He has already clearly stated his name, and I think he doesn't want the prince's grandson to let the emperor be. The reputation of Zhang Ziyong is affected, and since he is Zhang Ziyong, he cannot judge it based on common sense."

"Have you ever seen someone practice martial arts so well before?"

"The martial arts legend has a long life, but it is not endless. Jiang Su's martial arts skills are superb and she has gone through a path that her predecessors have never taken. The martial arts legend has lived for hundreds of years, but she is already old and dying."

"Sword Crazy for two hundred years has reached its limit of life."

"Senior Siming, who is over 300 years old, is also the same as before."

"But Zhang Ziyong lived for more than 300 years old, and looked like he was thirty years old, and there was no sign of aging at all. I always felt that if he did not stop him, maybe he could live for eight thousand years like the ancient red dragon, and live for eight thousand years. Immortal."

"Ying Guo's Feixin is still beating eight hundred years after being killed."

"Zhang Ziyong, a martial arts legend, must be cautious."

"You must kill to the limit." Gongyang Suwang pointed to the box and said, "After that, we will suppress this under the ancient Confucian Taoist sect of the Academy, and Qilin and I will stay with each other from generation to generation to the Academy The force of the slaying him."

Gongyang Suwang swept his sleeves and the Qiushui sword that fell on the ground flew into his hands. The top existence in this mysterious soldier should be like a pool of autumn water, pure and flawless, but it was stained with blood at this moment. Traces, faint changes.

The old Confucian scholar stroked his palm over the sword and said, "The Sword of Qiu Shui without Traces."

"It was when Murong Qiushui was born, and Murong Longtu was cast by himself."

"Sharp, hard, and there is no characteristic other than that."

"But even Zhang Ziyong's arm can be cut into it. It's amazing, please put it away." With his fingers, the Qiushui sword flew back into the scabbard between Li Guanyi's waist, and roared endlessly. .

"This sword is stained with immortal blood, and it may not be impossible to achieve a divine weapon in the future."

The Chixiao sword wheel turned around, and the sword sounded beautifully.

Then he was furious.

Keep poking the Qiushui sword.

Gongyang Suwang said, "Zhang Ziyong is unwilling to die at the hands of us. He used the Chixiao Sword to commit suicide. Although it was a self-destruction, in fact, what took his life in the end was the powerful sword intent left by the sword maniac."

"That old thing couldn't do this before he took this step."

"Hey, he really made it through. Unfortunately, I want to walk this path, but I dare not take it."

King Yang Su said calmly: "There is a cliff ahead, there is a road, but no door to enter."

"What should I do about it?"

At this time, the Mohist giant, the living Buddha of Buddhism, and the true man Su Yue dispersed to determine the surrounding energy to avoid Zhang Ziyong making any moves. Yuwen Lie was watching Li Guanyi without saying anything, and ordered the tiger barbarian cavalry to be ordered. Consolidate.

King Gongyang Su had time to chat with Li Guanyi, and the old Confucian scholar said gently:

"Ninety-seven Xuan soldiers gave him the majesty of the world's number one master, but it also restricted him. At that time, he and I were different from me. I fought with him three times, but he had never broken in, and I had never defeated him. .”

"I'm afraid I can't take his sword moves anymore." "I really want to mobilize the momentum of the ancient Confucian Taoist sect to fight with him."

"But the Confucian heritage is not for the sake of individuals."

"It is of no benefit to the country and the world."

Li Guanyi asked curiously:

"How much has the great grandfather changed before the breakthrough?"

King Gongyang Su seemed to hear something very interesting. He laughed, stretched out his hand and patted Li Guanyi on the shoulder, and said, "What a child, how big a change? The change you mentioned is a bird flapping its wings. The fish shakes its tail, and the sword changes wildly, but the fish turns into a dragon and the bird turns into a roc."

"The first master, ninety-seven mysterious soldiers crisscrossed."

"It only takes two moves to kill the leader of the Yin-Yang Wheel Clan in the Nine Heavens."

"And the division and change of the Yin-Yang Wheel Cultivation Sect is due to Zhang Ziyong's discussion; Zhang Ziyong's "inspiration" the Yin-Yang Wheel Cultivation Sect, but such a method cannot resist Murong Longtu's sword at this moment."

Li Guanyi said, "That's it."

"The Yin-Yang Wheel Transformation Sect is also related to this guy."

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

He held the Chixiao Sword and grinned:

"What a pity. I didn't poke a few more holes in Zhang Ziyong's body just now."

King Yang Su laughed: "Good kid, we have the character of our generation."

The sound of war horses came, and the friction of the armor leaves was solemn and fierce, which made people feel a little chill in their hearts. Yuwen Lie had reorganized the eight thousand tiger barbarian cavalry. He brought the troops to Li Guan, and his tiger eyes were staring at Li. Watch one.

"Chixiao Sword?"

King Gongyang Su walked and stood in front of Li Guanyi.

When the palace master of the school carried this position, he was carrying various schools of thought and did not enter the court. However, at this moment, he still fulfilled the agreement that year and said:

"General Yuwen."

Yuwen Lie sat on the war horse and looked at Li Guanyi calmly.

"Chixiao Sword, Li Guanyi..."

Li Guanyi smiled calmly and said, "Do you want it?"

He held the sword and threw it out. The Chixiao sword fell to the ground and roared, but Yuwen Lie had never seen this magic weapon. His gun was pressed against the ground and said, " It's just a legend of the past."

"I heard that many masters in the Academy still have fantasies about this sword."

"It's really ridiculous."

"Tianxian said you mentioned something, are there any kings, princes, generals and ministers?"

"If you believe that you can win the world by holding the Chixiao Sword, then you are the least qualified to say this. This is also hedging the Confucianism of the king, minister, father, son, son, and son, right?"

The Confucian scholar in black held a sword and replied:

"Wang King attacked the Human Emperor, I heard that I was killing a single husband, but I never heard of killing the monarch."

Yuwen Lie looked at the King Yang Su and said, "I heard that King Yang Su follows classical Confucianism, which is different from the school that has been divided in the past eight hundred years. Then, if we achieve the world and the world is peaceful, Confucianism will also Support, isn't it? ”

Gongyang Suwang said: "Natural."

"Can the general know "The Book of Rites: Confucianism in chaotic times?"

Yuwen Lie said: "The Confucianism is the only one I have written down."

The famous general said solemnly: "The Confucian scholars have no ministers to the emperor, and no princes; be cautious and quiet and generous, be strong and resolute to be with others, and be knowledgeable to be convinced; they are close to their articles, and are virtuous and honest; even if they divide the country like a ruthless person, they will not be a minister. Don't be an official."

"The Gongyang Ruxia lineage still exists in the world."

"very good."

The gun in his hand poked and raised it, and the gun pressed against the sword and made a sound of sword.

Then on the back of the horse, he raised his courage. The Chixiao Sword was provoked and rotated, and flew to Li Guan all over his body. Li Guan stretched out his hand and held the magic weapon, and he sat there.

Yuwen Lie rode a war horse.

There was a smile on that solemn face.

It was the tiger's quiet smile. He said calmly: "In front of me, there is no need to do such a tentative attitude. Li Guanyi, you and I are all people who have caused trouble in the world. Just keep the Chixiao Sword."

"I will tell Your Majesty such news."

"As for Your Majesty's answer, I can tell you now."

"You don't have to be so alert. King Yang Su, I won't raid."

He rode a war horse and turned away. The tiger and barbarian cavalry separated like flowing water, and then gathered behind him. All actions were not heard at all. Naturally, the famous generals in the world raised the guns that attacked the legendary battle in their hands, pointed at the sky, and their voices were solemn. , word by word, said:

"We will defeat the master of the Chixiao Sword."

"Being surrendered to the legend of Chixiao, believing that holding the Chixiao Sword can conquer the world means that we are still kneeling under the remaining power of Chidi, and the shackles imposed on our body have never been cut off."

"Such a magic weapon is a constraint for us."

"Let's meet on the battlefield!"

"Only by fighting head-on to defeat the Sword Master of Chixiao Sword, can we prove that the past years have ended; we don't have to surrender to the Chi Emperor, we will open up our era with our sub-blade and gun blades!"

"I will only respond to the country's integrity!"

"Long live the great response!"

The eight thousand tiger barbarian cavalry raised their guns, sharp and sharp, towards the sky.

He said loudly: "Long live the great response!"

"Long live your Majesty!"

"Long live the world!!"

The eight thousand soldiers shouted together, and the sound of soldiers and swords was solemn and fierce and evil spirits soared into the sky.

Li Guanyi held the Chixiao Sword and said, "You want to say that only by breaking the past era and reshaping a new era can we inherit the real [Chixiao], Is it?”

Yuwen Lie never answered, and there was a calm expression on his face:

"Inheritance, no, is transcendence."

"Let us fight on the battlefield later."

"I'm waiting for the day when you and I die, Li Guanyi!"

The Eight Thousand Tiger Barbarians left, Chixiao Sword and Zhang Ziyong's death are all the most important things, and they need to be reported to Jiang Wanxiang as soon as possible. The changes here and the subsequent impact of the battle are extremely complicated. Government orders.

Li Guan exhaled.

"Yuwen Lie..."

At this moment, Li Guanyi suddenly heard a scream from a distant place. The silver-haired man who was forced to the extreme seemed to be unable to withstand the huge impact.

The legend of martial arts, chose—

run!

A series of formations flowed in the air, and the silver-haired man rushed into the air. When Li Guan raised his head, he saw the whale fisherman. When he was talking here, Li Guan, who was conscious, said, "Uncle Ye?! ”

"Where are you going, Uncle Ye!"

"Uncle Ye?!Uncle Ye!"

The silver-haired man said, "Don't call me that!"

Li Guan hesitated for a moment, then shouted loudly:

"Brother?!"

The whale fisherman screamed and shouted:

"Shut up!!"

"Shut up!!"

It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Li Guan was dumbfounded. He didn't know what was going on. He stood up with a sword, feeling that the pain in his body had begun to fade. He raised his eyes and looked from a distance, but saw the mess in all directions.

There is only a huge stone pillar left in the fortress mountain where the Gongsun family is located, and the stone pillar is the remaining Gongsun family lobby, with winds rising and falling around it.

The old warlock who had the intention of decisive death fell there, but his vitality was still maintained.

Li Guanyi said: "Finally, it's over..."

When the other palace lords came over, Li Guanyi said curiously:

"Senior hasn't finished speaking yet. How is my great-grandfather's sword-do at this moment?"

King Gongyang Su handed a fruit to Qilin, teased him with a smile, and told him that there was an old Qilin in the school and was looking forward to meeting him very much. He had been preparing for a long time.

Qilin, who tasted the fruit, was happy: "I look forward to it too!"

King Yang Su smiled even happier.

"The next fifty days will be the most unforgettable fifty years of your life."

Qilin is confused.

King Yang Su stood up and answered Li Guanyi's question, and said calmly:

"The sword path is like a mountain with many mountains. Ordinary people hold swords and practice swords, and they are like pedestrians climbing mountains and wading in water. Every step is happy. Some people see the water flowing, so they get the changes in sword moves. Some people see the majestic mountains and know the domineering way of knowing the power of power. .”

"When I had never learned swords, I just felt that the road ahead was endless and the mountains were high!"

"And when we walked to the top of the mountain, we looked up and could still see it."

"Before the sword path, there was even higher mountain."

Li Guanyi couldn't help asking, "Is the great-grandfather the highest mountain now?"

Gongyang Suwang replied: "When you have the talent to choose from, you can endure the loneliness of wielding swords day by day, loneliness, luckily survive the chaos in the world, and finally, you are qualified to reach the sword path. On the highest mountain.”

"Raise your head and you can see him."

Li Guanyi looked solemn and said:

"He's on the top of the mountain?"

King Yang Su shook his head and said, "No."

The old Confucian scholar was silent for a moment and said softly:

"Above the sky!"

King Su of the Confucian Sect personally evaluated that this sword has reached the sword path above the sky without regrets. Li Guanyi couldn't help but imagine such a glory, but he was a little strange and couldn't help but say, "But, Where is the great-grandfather now?”

"Senior, you all come, why didn't he come?"

Gongyang Suwang said: "He must be in another battlefield..."

King Su recalled the file records in the academy and said, "I probably know where he is."

Li Guanyi was puzzled. In this far away place, Yaoguang told Jianmao that in the secret realm of Chen Baxian, the extremely huge and vast red dragon slowly hovered, the scales were hard and ancient, and the golden vertical pupils were staring ahead. .

The white-haired swordsman's green robe churned and said, "He came with his breath. I never thought that the rich aura on his body turned out to be the ancient red dragon."

"You said, you promised him to live for eight hundred years."

"I'll take action for him one last time."

"It's a pity, I don't agree."

The ancient red dragon slowly circled, with a huge body and a vast voice: "You have stopped me for a day. I have only fulfilled the promise with the Red Emperor that year. I have captured him here for five hundred years. The swordsman on earth, come and stop me, right? As the saying goes, do you act chivalrously?”

The white-haired old man laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, do heroic justice?"

"Murong Long's paintings broke through the sword gate for three hundred times, I don't know what chivalry is."

"Murong Longtu does things, only helps his relatives and not helps him."

He raised the object in his hand, looked at the ancient red dragon in front of him, and said:

"Everyone has its own reason."

“Everyone feels that they are right.”

"It's a pity that the eight hundred-year agreement between you and the Red Emperor is no less than the sword in my hand."

(End of this chapter)