Because of the extra Wu Hook, Wu Shuang's sword intent at this moment has already climbed to the clouds, and the momentum is leaking out like a torrent, rolling endlessly, as if all his body has turned into a sword energy that reaches the sky, as vast as a mountain and sea.
And the man in the black robe is not an ordinary person. He can control all the strange poisons and poisons in the world, so he is not a wasted name. At this moment, he took out an emerald green bamboo flute from his arms, placed it across his lips, and summoned countless poisonous poisons. The black tide covered the sky and blocked out the sun, rushing directly to the top of Nangong Mountain with great force. It actually slowly held back the originally unrivaled Tianxia Sword Qi, making it difficult to advance even an inch.
If anyone sees it, a magnificent and magnificent picture will be reflected in their eyes.
On the side of the sea of clouds, at the bottom of the rising sun, there is an immortal stepping on his sword, slowly waving out wide streams of light, lying in front of him, as if he has printed a vast and majestic pass. The power of the sword is light and steady. Although the sword is heavy when swung, it is still light and agile, as if the sword in the palm is not a sword, but a heavy snow goose feather.
How can one attack within a hundred feet?
As for the one on the opposite side, between his sleeves, cicada wings are stacked like clouds and brocade, and his body is swaying like clear snow, reciprocating under the steps of the sword energy, and the sound of gold and iron goes straight to the nine-level bright sky. Countless black tides suddenly rise, following the sound of the Yao Yao flute, reaching the sword pass.
"Senior brother, I have read countless ancient books recently. If I remember correctly, there seems to have been no such scene in the Yizhang Kingdom in the past hundred years." The slightly fat junior brother was helping the senior brother back to his room to rest, and he accidentally glanced into the air, and immediately He was beyond shocked.
The scholar looked up, with a hint of emotion on his gray face, "No need to talk."
"From what I saw, senior brother, do you think our master can win this fight?" He was shocked, but the fat junior brother was still a little worried, so he asked.
"The situation between the two of us is now at a stalemate. My level is too low and I really can't see any clues about the trend. Qimen Dunjia's ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune is better than mine. Why don't you calculate the good and bad fortune by yourself?" the scholar said. After coughing a few times, a few traces of green blood flowed from his mouth, but his expression softened a lot.
There are strange poisons in the world, no matter whether it is Nanli poison or a poisonous and cruel drug that damages the moral character, the most taboo thing is that the poison occurs in the body and cannot be eliminated for a long time. Even if the poisoned body is like the reincarnation of the Buddhist Vajra, it will be poisoned from the inside out. A dishonorable thing that damages lives. Fortunately, the scholar spit out the remaining poison, otherwise he would have been suffering from the cicada poison, and even if he took the miraculous medicine, he would not be able to get better instantly.
The fat junior brother patted the roots of his legs, and the fat all over his body trembled through the black gauze, and said with a smile: "The trouble came to my door because the spiritual platform was not clean. I almost forgot about this incident for a while. After all, I have not had to worry about food and clothing in the mountains these years, and I have given all my work to him. Forget about it and make my senior brother laugh."
The scholar smiled and said, "It's okay, but it's a pity that you and I, our senior fellow apprentices, are in such a state that we can't help."
Perhaps due to excessive consumption of energy and energy, he did not notice this time that there was a strange dial shrouded in his junior brother's sleeves.
On the dial, the word "Shang Men" shimmered.
Between the clouds and the sea on the mountain, although the two people were facing each other life and death without holding back at all, no one in the village at the foot of Nangong Mountain could spy on them. Occasionally, there are peasant women and old women who look up at the bright sun and complain that the sun is too hot, but no one can see the scene on the mountain, and neither of them hears anything.
The woman staggered back to the old tank in front of the house, but when she poured the water, she was covered in chaff for no apparent reason.
After steadying her mind, the woman stepped into the house and saw the young man leaning on the corner of the earth wall, reading a book, and she immediately became a little angry.
"Why did you get down on the bunk by yourself? With your stature, how can I not move it? Your legs had no feeling at all because of reading the book. Now that you read it again, you still have to risk your life for nothing?" It seems that you think this is what you said. Too heavy, the woman's eyes lowered, she was silent for a moment and said, "That's all, if you are really depressed, I will ask someone to go nearby and purchase a few picture albums someday. Don't look at this book again in the future."
The young man leaning against the wall finally put down the book, but still remained silent. It took him a long time to drink tea before he slowly spoke, "In the past ten years or so, my life has been like that earthworm. There is no other way." On the other hand, even if he took over the title of leader of the White Tiger Gang, he was still frustrated. Countless people passed through Nangong Mountain from all over the world, including foot soldiers and wealthy businessmen, but apart from those who were fleeing, there were not even half of them. I would like to stay here for a while. I am afraid that in the eyes of the first few people, the people who live here for a long time are probably called barbarians, and they are not as noble and rare as the colorful birds in the homes of high-ranking people."
"I don't want to hear such words. Whenever I see people on the road looking at me with disdain, I lead my gang to teach them a lesson, but no matter how many times I beat them, in the eyes of the world, this place is full of barbaric and despicable people. Very." The sunlight came in through the window and shone on the young man's slightly raised eyes.
"So I thought that one day, sooner or later, when I learn the extraordinary skills of my family, I can lead this group of poor brothers from the White Tiger Gang from the south of Yizhang to the capital, and open a few shops and inns in the capital. , brothel or brothel, it all works." Zhao Ziyang laughed silently, not expecting the woman to understand.
"But you have also seen that after my legs are disabled, there is still much more I can do."
"Girl, you must know that people's hearts are the most unpredictable when it comes to disaster. If you don't want to suffer sudden disaster in the future, just leave as soon as possible. I have a good reputation in the village. I think those uncles and aunts will not let it go if they know about their current situation. I starved to death in the house." Zhao Ziyang wanted to say something more, but the woman's jade fingers pressed against his lips, making it difficult for him to say another word.
The woman's voice was very clear, and she seemed to be smiling, "Gang Leader Zhao, do you remember how embarrassed I was when I fled? Now you and I are not wealthy. Although women are not talented, we can naturally understand what you are thinking. . No one can say that it is wrong to try to find a way out of the poor mountains and rivers, but acting too eagerly often backfires."
"Take your time, your legs will heal eventually."
The woman rubbed her hands on the plain skirt that had been mended several times, and stretched out her hand to the boy who was cowering in the corner.
In the thatched house, the woman struggled to carry Zhao Ziyang on her back. They were only a few steps away, but to the latter, it seemed like they were thousands of years apart.
"So familiar." The young man murmured.
"An old man in my hometown once said that things that have never been done before often feel familiar when done. This is because they have done it in the past life, and the thoughts of the past life and the present life are connected for a moment, so it has such a strange feeling. "The woman slowly placed the boy on the bed and wiped the sweat from her temples with her sleeves nonchalantly.
Zhao Ziyang blurted out out of nowhere, "That's a good relationship. In the previous life, the girl must have been a fairy in heaven. She wanted to visit the mortal world and sneak away to the lower world." These words blurted out, purely unintentionally, but the young man immediately felt I was a little embarrassed, so I pursed my lips, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
"Then you should take it as a compliment. The little girl has thanked the gang leader." Looking at Zhao Ziyang's flushed face, the woman blushed slightly and covered her mouth with a smile.
Although fairies are good, they are no longer a good thing now that they have descended into the lower realm.
