Boil the heavens

Facing the sword wheel, the disciples' response was ineffective. At this time, Qingxue and Xiaoyu, who were the eyes of the formation, stepped forward.

Qingxue possesses a revised version of Beiming True Qi, and the powerful suction of True Qi has a strong traction effect on the flywheels of Sword Qi, which can limit their range of movement and speed. At the same time, Xiao Yu's modified Innate True Qi Instantly enveloped these sword qi flywheels, creating chaos, and began to annihilate the sword qi and block the sword intent.

Yan Fei could clearly feel that his sword intent's control over the seven sword qi flywheels was getting weaker and weaker.

If they consume a lot of energy and true energy, they should be the two who can break through the blessings, but after all, it's an experiment to learn from each other, so it's meaningless to work hard.

Just like that, the seven sword qi flywheels were shattered by the joint efforts of Qingxue and Xiaoyu.

"Merge into one, and the seven swords are fired together!" Xiao Yu shouted lightly, and the seven sword formations turned into seven long swords, and then the seven swords condensed again, and a huge and incomparably huge sword with sword energy held the sword in Xiao Yu, Under the guidance of Qingxue, it descended from the sky and cut Yanfei straight.

"Hey, it's such a big game, do you want your son's life?" With a strange cry, Yan Fei didn't dare to push himself too hard in the face of this sword, and his body shifted, and in an instant, nine figures appeared on the spot .

Nine shadows change, true and false are difficult to distinguish.

"cut!"

Xiao Yu shouted again, raised his sword and swept across, trying to cut nine figures into pieces at the same time.

"Disperse!"

In the face of the menacing and slashing sword, Yan Fei also gave a light drink.

There was no movement, but just such a soft shout made the giant sword that came from the horizontal cut unstable, and appeared to collapse and collapse!

Yan Fei's swordsmanship has already reached the realm where grass, trees, bamboo and stones can be used as swords. Now with the blessing of sword intent, the power of this realm is multiplied. The group of swords uses true energy as the medium and sword intent as the driving force. The powerful realm is depriving the control of these long swords in the sword formation.

Those with slightly higher skills can still barely control the swords in their hands, while those with weaker skills can no longer control the sword in their hands.

"Ning!" As the sword holder, Xiaoyu tried her best to use her true energy to resist Yan Fei's intrusion of depriving control, consuming most of her body's power, and finally managed to maintain the posture of the sword, but even so , the power of this giant sword is much worse than the previous majestic one.

"Since that's the case, let's go head-to-head!" The tenacity and tenacity of the sword array was a bit beyond Yan Fei's expectations, but it was also true after thinking about it. The opponent was a team of 49 people. But if you want to crack the sword array without using your hands, this is a bit too small.

Stretching out his hand, a long sword flew out of the sword furnace. It was the long sword that Yan Fei had just forged to help him feel the sword energy. Self-defeating.

Holding the sword in his hand, gathering intent in his heart, the sword energy is surging in his body.

Intention, energy, and sword merged into one in an instant, and the sword was slashed without dazzling light of sword energy. The simple sword body met the magnificent sword energy giant sword that came together from Qingxue and Xiaoyu!

boom!

ah~~~~~

There was a loud noise, and the violent sword energy flew to the ground, dust and vegetation were flying, and in the chaos, the girls let out a cry of pain and flew backwards, and the long swords that were released fell to the ground with a clatter.

0069 again

"In 20 years, it will be the Huashan Sword Discussion again. Brother, this time the sword discussion will be hosted by Quanzhen. I plan to put the venue in Xiangyang instead of Huashan." Wang Lin came to Yihua Palace and told Yan Fei straight to the point Said, "However, the senior brother still needs to come out of the mountains to sit in town."

Time flies, and Wang Lin has changed from a young man with a hippie smile to a majestic and stable middle-aged man. Sitting there, his waist is straight and he is stroking his goatee.

But in front of Yan Fei, these were just pretending, no, after sitting still for a while, this guy started to let himself go, eating and drinking, leaning his body, expressing his heart freely, and moving freely.

"No problem. I haven't seen you for so many years. It's just a chance to meet old friends." Yan Fei chuckled.

After staying in the house for nearly 20 years, Yan Fei also wanted to go out to get some fresh air, to see the old rivers and lakes of the past and the small rivers and lakes of today.

Huashan Lunjian, which was supposed to decline in the original book, is now more and more prosperous in the hands of Quanzhen. Yan Fei is still looking forward to what kind of prosperity it will have.

"Old friend..." Looking at Yan Fei's handsome and young face just like yesterday, Wang Lin suddenly smiled, "By the way, I can also let the rookies in the rivers and lakes see you, you old monster, brother, you and me Let me be honest, what is going on with your face? After careful calculation, you should be over 70 years old, but this face has not changed since I was a child, let alone the effects of exercises, no matter how powerful it is Cultivation techniques are also limited, and it is impossible not to leave the slightest trace."

While speaking, Wang Lin's eyes unconsciously glanced at Qingxue and Drizzle beside Yan Fei. They were dressed in palace attire, gorgeous and graceful. The two daughters were still as young and beautiful as they were 20 years ago. It can be seen that the traces of the years are in stark contrast to Yan Fei's complete lack of change.

"cough!"

Qingxue coughs lightly, you talk about yourself, what is my old lady doing?

Looking at Wang Lin, Xiao Yu's eyes were very unfriendly, what do you mean, my mother is getting old?

But even though they were dissatisfied, the second daughter still agreed with Wang Lin's words. Unlike Wang Lin who only observed from the outside, as the bedside person, the second daughter had a deeper understanding of her man's body.

There is really no trace of aging at all!

"Young man, this only shows that your knowledge is too little, not to mention eternal youth, even the kung fu of rejuvenation is available." Glancing at Wang Lin, Yan Fei lightly smiled and interrupted the second daughter's staring at him. Then there was a sudden silence.

Yan Fei didn't expect that Wang Linhui would suddenly turn the topic to his face, but thinking about it, his face matched his actual age, no matter how many times he had seen it, he would probably be surprising and full of imagination.

But Yan Fei doesn't care if you miss you.

But when Wang Lin suddenly mentioned his age just now, this thing made Yan Fei's heart skip a beat.

After a hundred years of life, passing by in a hurry, the old guys of my own era, senior brother Ma Yu and others are probably about to leave me. Thinking that they are about to disappear in her life like shooting stars, Yan Fei suddenly feels a void in his heart. An uncomfortable feeling.

Can't help but hold the hands of Qingxue and Xiaoyu, and look at the few wrinkles that are well hidden under the delicate skin of the two girls. Even if the double cultivation is added, the skill is profound, but still...

"Rejuvenation? Brother still likes to lie to me so much, but I am no longer the little kid you played with!" With a chuckle, Wang Lin broke Yan Fei's brief silence.

"There really is such a technique, but it's a pity that it has been lost, but if you don't believe it, forget it, tell me, what else do you want to come to me this time? It's just a sword discussion meeting, let Quanzhen come to inform me Just one word is enough, and it shouldn't be too late for you, a dignified governor, to go there in person." Concentrating his thoughts, Yan Fei looked at Wang Lin and said.

This kid, since he became the governor of Xiangyang, has started a life of daily affairs. Over the years, every time he comes, he has to discuss important matters.

"Brother, I plan to take advantage of this sword debate to send troops to the north and recover the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun." With a correct posture, Wang Lin said in a deep voice, "For this sword debate, I will invite the Mongolian Magician Palace and the God of War Palace Come on, if they dare to come, brother help me to keep them here, if they don't come, then this time the sword debate will be a fog bomb, making them mistakenly think that Quanzhen is preparing for the sword debate at this time and has no time for others, when the time comes lightning A surprise attack will surely catch Mongolia by surprise."

Magician's Palace, a Mongolian sect founded by Huazheng in Tianshan 15 years ago, most of the disciples of this sect come from warriors in the army, and most of them return to the army after they complete their studies. Military Academy.

Using fighting to stimulate cultivation, and killing to hone martial skills, the Mage Palace has become more and more powerful over the years, and it can be said that capable people have emerged in large numbers.

However, there is a complete isolation, their power and influence are only concentrated in the northern and western regions, and their existence is still relatively unfamiliar to the Central Plains martial arts.

As for the Temple of War God, it is not so much an independent force as it is a honor roll of the Mage Palace.

Under the large-scale training of the magician's palace, the real strong ones who stand out will be included in the Temple of War and named the God of War.

For the Mongols, it is a great honor to enter the Temple of War.

According to intelligence, over the years, including Huazheng and Jinlun, there are only eight people in the Temple of War God, which shows how elite they are!

"Mist bomb?" Yan Fei raised his eyebrows, "It's a good idea, but are you sure that you can confuse Mongolia with the matter of discussing swords? Instead of letting others counterattack and take advantage of the situation to attack?"

Yan Fei felt that, given the nature of Mongolia's work, the Magician's Palace would definitely come if the invitation was sent out, but it was more likely that they would come with a large army.

Over the years, friction between Mongolia and Quanzhen has been commonplace. Especially in the past five years, the Western Regions have been robbed, and Mongolia's attention has been placed on Song Dynasty again. The friction on the border has continued to escalate and become more intense.

The situation is microseconds, and a war may break out at any time!

At this time, Wang Lin issued an invitation letter, which was, to a certain extent, like a letter of war!

Facing Yan Fei's questioning eyes, Wang Lin smiled calmly, "If that's the case, wouldn't it prove that the smoke bomb has an effect?"