The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 185 Great War (for Subscription)

In the inn, Hao Jian looked at the bewildered Qin Mengyao, and couldn't help laughing: "Who said there is no such thing? The last sentence that a good horse never turns back is... as the saying goes!"

Qin Mengyao was taken aback, her pretty face suddenly swelled into a bun, so angry!

Hao Jian had a relaxed expression, "Look, even if you have strength and means, this little brain is still not flexible enough..."

Seeing Hao Jian's smug expression, Qin Mengyao couldn't help but want to give him a sword.

Hao Jian said: "Okay, I used to have a pretty face, but now when I get angry, it almost turns into a donkey's face..."

"You're the face of a donkey!" Qin Mengyao became more and more angry when he thought about it. He expressed his love so actively, but this bastard still bullied him like this...

"Are you now... are you going to endure the more you think about it for a while, and the more you think about it, the more you will suffer?" Hao Jian said meanly.

Qin Mengyao gave Hao Jian a hard look, "I...I won't talk to you anymore!"

Leaving a word behind, I want to leave.

Walking to the door, Qin Mengyao stomped her feet angrily and stood still, without turning her head, said: "Damn bastard, there are rumors in the world that you have understood the secret of the eagle knife, many people are tempted... especially the Eight factions alliance... ...you...be careful yourself."

Hao Jian was taken aback for a moment, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Then... if I am beaten up, will Mengyao...will come to rescue me in colorful auspicious clouds?"

Qin Mengyao turned her back to Hao Jian and said angrily, "I won't save you, you bitch!"

After all, she drifted away.

Hao Jian stood in the room for a long time, muttering to himself: "Eight faction alliance? What's wrong with melons and dates, rotten fish and rotten shrimp?"

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When night fell, Hao Jian was still practicing cross-legged.

At midnight, a feeling of being spied on suddenly rose in his heart.

Hao Jian's heart moved, thinking of the information Qin Mengyao said during the day, "Here you come so soon?"

"Ding! A random mission is triggered, a small test of the Eagle Knife. The task requires that in the face of the siege of the Eight Faction Alliance, the host must win with the Eagle Knife!" the system suddenly said.

Hao Jian thought: "What about the reward?"

Although he had never practiced sword skills, Hao Jian didn't think it was such a difficult task...

Big deal, "Splitting Huashan Mountain" and "Sweeping Thousands of Armies"!

Anyway, the five scumbags of the Eight Factions Alliance don't need to have very advanced sword skills.

"Since the host has obtained the Eagle Knife, after this task is completed, the host will be rewarded with a sword move! You can choose one of the following two moves."

"One, the first form of three swords, a thousand swords are inexhaustible. Two, the first form of three swords, one sword hides nothing."

Hao Jian curled his lips and complained: "System, you are an amateur system, not a toothpaste system! When did you learn how to squeeze toothpaste?"

Damn it, my own system really started to learn to break down!

"Three Swords Three Swords Three Godly Skills", what the hell is it disassembled to play... Isn't it possible to play nine missions?
Ninety-nine to one?
This toothpaste is so crowded, Intel calls it an expert!
The system replied: "Host, you, my authority will be higher when you reach a higher-star world... There is nothing I can do now."

At this moment, a sword light lit up, and the strong sword energy pierced through the window and came straight to Hao Jian's door.

Hao Jian clenched the Eagle Knife, swept it out, cut off the light of the sword, and shouted softly: "He Fang Xiaoxiao!"

A figure flickered in front of the window, and when Hao Jian came out through the window with a knife and a sword in his hand, he saw that black figure rushing towards the alley in the distance.

"I'll send you away~~~Thousands of miles away, you are silent black and white..."

Hao Jian did not catch up, but stood on the roof and sang loudly...

The black figure swayed and almost slid down the roof...

"Crazy!" Soi Ying turned around and shouted.

"You dare to scold me?" Hao Jian shouted, "Are you courting death?"

"I just scolded you, what's the matter? Damn it! If you have the guts, come and chase me!" Heiying turned around and cursed.

Hao Jian was startled, and immediately put his hands on his hips and cursed: "Damn, believe it or not, I chased after you and stabbed your ass with a knife, open your eyes! If you are sick, go to the doctor, don't come to me, I am not Veterinarian! Hurry up to labor and capital, roll as far as your thoughts are, and roll as fast as lightning! You look like you have been kissed by a pig, and the water that flooded Chentangguan is in your mind right?..."

Beeping continuously...

That person couldn't get in the conversation at all, and was trembling like chaff after being scolded...

"Shut up!" Black Shadow roared angrily, suddenly took out something from his bosom and set it on fire.

There was a "bang" in the void, a red light rose into the air, and a bright red firework exploded.

"Hey, this is playing with a cloud-piercing arrow. Thousands of troops are coming to meet each other? Or is it a signal gun? Is there a third-level first-level three-level armor?" Hao Jian smiled.

The next moment, another green firework exploded behind...

At this moment, a Buddha's name came from the roof next to it.

"Amitabha! The Buddha taught all dharmas in order to save all minds. If there is no all mind, why use all dharmas?"

A gray-clothed monk appeared on the roof, watching Hao Jian.

Hao Jian paused, and said with a sneer, "I don't think you are tall! Look at you like a zebra, you are smart!"

The monk's face changed slightly, showing a bit of sullenness, "Young man, be cautious in your words and deeds! You must know that misfortune comes from your mouth, as the saying goes, right and wrong happen when the tongue moves!"

Hao Jian smiled, jumped up to another roof, and said with a smile: "I really answered that line of the poem, as the saying goes: Xiao He only shows her sharp horns, the more she speaks, the more she speaks! Where did the bald toad come from? so big?"

The grey-robed monk's face was ashen, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to be a little stunned by the scolding all of a sudden.

"Amitabha Buddha! The body is the Dharma body, the form is Prajna, and the use is liberation. If you stop and watch, you will become Dinghui. Dinghui is based on a clear mind, and the virtues are complete. The old man has no thoughts. Why should Master Hao speak so harshly to each other?"

"Monk Wuxiang? Oh...the one who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly with Pang Ban?" Hao Jian sneered, "Since there is a cloud-piercing arrow, you should be more than a bald donkey, right? Come out now?"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of breaking wind sounded from the left, right, front, back, and all directions. In the darkness, one figure after another stood on the roofs near and far. There were at least two or thirty people.

Men, women, young and old, monks, nuns, everything...

"It's you who killed the old monk's unworthy disciple Jun Sheng and took away the Eagle Saber, wasn't it?" Wuxiang Monk said in a deep voice.

Hao Jian chuckled, "This...is the reason you found tonight? Then if I deny it, are you going to stop here?"

"It's not impossible to give up, but you need to hand over the knife in your hand and leave the secret in the knife!" A rather sharp voice sounded. I want to be beside the monk.

This is a fat old man with a childlike face and white hair, his eyebrows are as white as snow, and he holds a whisk in his hand, like a fairy.

Being able to stand side by side with Wuxiang monk, and with such an image, needless to say, he is naturally the "immortal immortal" who is also called Wuxiang monk in the Eight Sect Alliance.

Hao Jian laughed and said: "Hahahahaha... If you want the eagle knife, just say it...Why are you so hypocritical? By the way, you are not old, right? Are you on Erlang's lap, and you speak so arrogantly? Eagle As for the knife... just this one, with so many of you, who would you give it to?"

Immortal Immortal sneered and said: "Don't think about alienation, the Eagle Sword is under the joint control of our eight faction alliance, and we will study together! Boy, hand over the Eagle Sword. With this knife, all the same people in the world will be able to resist the magician's palace! "

"Amitabha! As long as the benefactor is willing to let go of the eagle knife for the common people in the world, the old man is also willing to let go of the hatred of his lover and disciple, and include the 'Baoshengcheng' into the ninth faction of the alliance of the eight factions of the White Way, and from then on it will be included in the Jianghu of the White Way!" Monk Wuxiang clasped his hands together. , said loudly.

Hao Jian looked at the solemn appearance of Wuxiang Monk...shocked!

After thinking about it, he understood again...

The Eagle Knife may not be so attractive to "Sword Monk" Reluctant. After all, Reluctant integrates Shaolin Mind Method and Dual Cultivation Dafa into one body, has a clear path ahead, and is young enough...

But for the Wuxiang monk, immortal immortal and other famous elders of the eight sects in front of him, it has an incomparable attraction!

Because there is no way for them to enter...

Originally, this life might just be like this...

Even if you get the eagle knife, you may not be able to penetrate its secrets, so even if you know the reason for the murder in the Han family, you may not put your face and figure down to grab the knife!

But when the news that the secret of the eagle knife was cracked came out, these old guys couldn't sit still!

That was the secret of the eagle horse riding the void a hundred years ago...

Even if you get the Eagle Knife, it still can't be broken, it doesn't matter, as long as you make a breakthrough, you can match or compete against Pangban... that's worth it!

That's why these people will come here tonight...

Any grievances about Ma Junsheng's death are all nonsense!
Otherwise, why did the Changbai faction never mention Xie Qinglian's death?
"Old Wudang sent Tian Tong, I can prove that what Master Wuxiang said is absolutely true!" A dark, thin old man with a wrinkled face said in a deep voice.

Hao Jian glanced at it, and said with a sneer, "Shut up, you! Look at your shabby appearance, old man, you really don't look like you?"

"Infinite Sword" Tian Tong's face turned cold, "Little bastard with sharp teeth and sharp mouth! No matter where you are from, and where is your master, let this old man first come and discipline you for your teacher!"

In Hao Jian's mind, the system suddenly said: "Su, host...he, he wants to beat you up for me..."

With a flash of sword light, the most outstanding master among the lay disciples of the Wudang School has already made a move. The sword pointed directly at Hao Jian's forehead, chest and other vital places without the slightest leeway.

Hao Jian sneered and said, "Zhan Wuscum, his tone is worse than athlete's foot! Take a knife from a certain family and 'sweep the army'!"

But seeing a violent sword light cut down towards the attacking sword light like a horse training!
The moment the light of the sword collided, Tian Tong was shaken all over, and flew out at a faster speed than when he came, smashed hard on the roof, and fell into a private house.

With just one move, Wudang's third master... lost!
Everyone in the Eight Faction Alliance changed their colors one after another.

Immortal Immortal Immortal said sharply: "My comrades, this son's martial arts are unfathomable, there is no need to tell him the rules of the world! For the rise of our Bai Dao, let's stand shoulder to shoulder!"

Following this cry, more than a dozen experts from the Eight Factions Alliance rushed towards Hao Jian from all directions, each showing their unique skills, forming a turbulent aura.

Monk Wuxiang smiled leisurely, and said lightly to Hao Jian: "The devil is born from the heart! If the mind is not disturbed, the devil will not be disturbed. Throw down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Donor Hao, offended!"

When he said these words, Monk Wuxiang had already regained his peace, his voice was soft, his eyes shone with a captivating light, gathering an irresistible aura.

"No Thoughts"!
After many years of painstaking practice, he reached great success. Even though Wu Xiang was defeated by Pang Ban twice, his reputation was not damaged, and he was second only to Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun!

And this "No Thought Technique" is his own creation. At this time, the fists and feet are unfolded, and they are used at different speeds, but it still gives people a sense of serenity and tranquility, and the Buddha's light shines all over.

Objectively speaking, regardless of state of mind or skill, Monk Wuxiang has completely surpassed the previous Master Juejie.

No wonder this bald donkey dared to fight Pang Ban three times!
I saw Monk Wuxiang chanting, his eyes lowered, his body spinning rapidly in the void, as if there were thousands of palm shadows, and there seemed to be no target to attack...

With or without Xiangseng making a move, plus the rest of the dozen or so innate masters, the pressure can be imagined!

Hao Jian, who was in the confluence of true qi, was like a boat in the raging sea, if he was not careful, the boat would be overturned and people would die.

"Do you think this will kill me?"

The more critical the moment, the calmer Hao Jian was, and all the attacks around him were reflected in the sea of ​​mind like the reflection of the Pinghu Lake.

The Eagle Knife was raised, and a burst of zhenqi, which was extremely strong, burst out.

"Take a knife from a certain family!"

In an instant, Hao Jian was like a reckless King Kong possessed, holding a thick back knife, and slashed out without any fancy.

When the fierce saber aura appeared, the incomparably swift blade became extremely slow. This contradiction between speed and slowness made the surrounding innate masters feel uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood.

"It's no wonder that this son is expected by Pang Ban!" Immortal Immortal's eyes tightened, and his heart was secretly shocked.

In an instant, all the surrounding masters saw only this saber light in their eyes.

"Oh!"

The light of the knife met the shadow of the palm and foot of Monk Wuxiang who was spinning rapidly.

With a muffled sound, Monk Wuxiang's entire body stopped, and "Teng Teng Teng" stepped back seven steps before standing still.

Holding the Eagle Saber, Hao Jian said coldly: "The "Ten Forms of Wuxiang" is famous all over the world, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that... Immortal Immortal, and you, let's go together!"

For some reason, Immortal Immortal suddenly felt the temperament of the person in front of him suddenly changed. The unscrupulous look just now seemed to disappear without a trace, leaving only a murderous aura that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time!
Wuxiang monk's eyes flashed brightly, and he said in his heart: "Where did this person come from? Why is he so young but has such a terrifying murderous aura..."

"If you don't come, then I will!" Hao Jian said coldly.

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place.

"Everyone be careful!" Monk Wuxiang shouted.

In the night, the light of the knife flashed away.

An old man from the ancient sword pool only felt a blur in front of his eyes, a pain in his throat, and then there was boundless darkness...

Holding the blood-stained Eagle Knife, Hao Jian said indifferently, "Since you're here, don't leave! After all, the disgusting place of white people like you is simply disgusting!"

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