Sword comes

The middle-aged man walked out of the shade of the tree slowly, holding the hilt of the sword with the hilt facing down, and swayed from side to side. He looked more like a naughty child holding a rattle than a swordsman. When he appeared in everyone's sight, Ma Xuan, Pipa Girl, Smiley, Hairpin Lang Zhou Shi, Demon Cult Crow, all changed their expressions.

The man didn't look at these famous top masters in the Jianghu, but smiled at the young man who should be like-minded: "Thinking too much, you don't have such a big face, and the Jianghu here has been around for a hundred years. Only Ding Ying is qualified. You"

He stretched out his free hand and shook his fingers, "Not yet."

Under the eyes of everyone, the man stabbed the long sword to the ground, put his palm against the hilt, smiled lazily, and said to the two groups of people with a smile: "Don't be dazed, you go on, if you really can't kill me, I won't be too late Don't worry, I will only target that kid with my sword today, and I promise not to hurt you by mistake."

Ma Xuan spat bloodshot saliva, and smiled wantonly: "I never thought that there would be a chance for Lu Jianxian to overthrow the battle. This trip to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom was not in vain. No matter what the result is, in the future, as long as we talk about this big battle in the world, there will always be people around. But Ma Xuan, he can give it a go.”

Ma Xuan bent over slightly, and saw a tattoo of a descending tiger appearing from his shoulders to his arms, which was astonishing.

Not only that, but on the high and raised back, there is also a portrait of a door god, a man in green robe and long beard holding a long knife, like closing his eyes and leaning on a knife, exuding a strong and cold arrogance, compared to Lifting the shoulders and descending the mountain tiger is even more shocking.

The smiling face squatting on the wall smiled even wider, twirling the grass roots pulled out from nowhere with both fingers, and chewing gently.

Hairpin Lang Zhou Shi explained softly to the crow beside him: "Obviously Ma Xuan also had adventures, and got some odd chances. My father said that this is called the art of inviting gods. In the covenant of Jiazi 300 years ago, someone Relying on this, I will kill all directions outside the Great Wall, chase after two thousand grassland elite riders, and kill them all."

Seeing the gloomy eyes of the pipa woman, the burly man who was growing in momentum laughed and said, "I don't have any new skills, so I dare not step into this muddy water. You really think I care about that bit of gold"

The woman said coldly: "I only come here for gold, this money is clean."

Ma Xuan sarcastically said: "Why, don't you really care about that poor scholar? How many scholars are shameless? If you let him know your past deeds, you won't regret it, and you will have to scold you repeatedly." You are not as good as prostitutes, but you have not been wronged, from head to toe, if there is any part of your body that is clean, get out, and when you marry that poor scholar, the uncle will reward you with 500 taels of gold, and it will be used as money for prostitution."

Zhou Shi said with a smile: "It's true that you keep talking about concubine."

The woman with the false finger holding the pipa in her arms showed a trace of hesitation.

The smiling face suddenly said: "Before I got married, I had a chat with a certain scholar surnamed Jiang. We had a good conversation and talked about a lot of anecdotes about the world, including some about the history of the pipa concubine. The scholar is about I was dumbfounded by reading, and only said how could there be such a shameless prodigal woman in the world, but she never thought that the pipa concubine was my bedside person. Sigh, since I am a fool, if I want to come to this marriage, or It can be done."

The woman looked mournful, and then became resolute.

Chen Pingan has been watching and listening attentively, without any anxiety.

Not only because of being on the street and being surrounded by heavy siege, but also because of the house where he lived, Feijian Fifteen seemed to have fallen into the situation of being imprisoned by the hash character again.

The foolish man with the sword was the third "short-handed" martial artist Chen Pingan saw. The two before him were the old man wearing the silver lotus crown and Fan Guaner. His cultivation base is much higher. From the current point of view, the gap from the old man surnamed Ding is not too big.

But Ma Xuan has the ability to press the bottom of the box, and this river and lake is obviously not as shallow as imagined.

If the sword-raising gourd contained fifteen square inches instead of the first day of the junior high school, the situation would be better, but the matter has come to an end, and it is useless to think about it.

A veritable enemy.

Zhou Shi smiled and said, "Miss Ya'er, I'm sorry."

The woman with clogs said helplessly: "The master has already spoken, I dare not be lazy, but you must remember to save me."

The hairpin man nodded and said: "Destroying flowers with harsh hands is the most tragic thing in the world. I, Zhou Shi, will never let Miss Ya'er down."

The stiff smiling face lost his roots and stood up. After stretching his muscles and bones, he rubbed his cheeks with both hands, showing a sincere smile that was no longer rigid, "I want to weigh the weight of the exiled immortal with my own hands."

Lu Fang gave a feed, and reminded with a smile: "The war is coming soon, you still have to think about Tong Qingqing who is hiding in Tibet, Feng Qingbai who is going forward, and you who are not doing anything, in fact, it's nothing. There are different ways to live, but it’s just that you have the worst luck. Knowing that you have been deliberately hiding your strength, be careful playing with fire and setting yourself on fire.”

Ma Xuan has already pushed his momentum to the highest point of his martial arts career, so there is no reason to hold back.

The resentment and nostalgia for that pipa woman may not be fake, but it is even more true to take the opportunity to gain momentum and fight with all her strength.

The downhill tiger was like a living thing, its body trembled, and then bursts of golden light appeared on Ma Xuan's shoulders and arms, making Ma Xuan's left hand clenched with golden light seep from between the fingers.

Taking a step forward, he came to Chen Ping'an in an instant, punched out, and there was a sound of wind and thunder in the air.

Chen Pingan did not retreat but advanced, tilted his head, bent half of his waist, leaned away with his shoulder, and at the same time pressed the opponent's knee with his right hand, and leaned away. Ma Xuan was thrown seven or eight feet away on the spot, staggering a few steps Every step made potholes on the street, and only then did he stop his figure.

The sound of the pipa came from two sides of Ma Xuan's side, and two bright silk threads came in an arc, and went straight to Chen Ping'an.

Ma Xuan stepped on suddenly and charged forward again.

Chen Ping disappeared in a flash and escaped the assassination by the strings. Apart from his extremely agility, he also seemed to be dragged forward suddenly by something, which was almost unreasonable.

Lu Fang's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly: "Ma Xuan, pay attention to what's in front of you."

Ma Xuan stopped so suddenly that two ravines were plowed into the street, his feet were trampled heavily, and his arms were in front of him.

Sure enough, an unimaginable punch hit his arm, Ma Xuan let out angrily, and the Confucian general with a long beard and green robe painted on his back suddenly opened his eyes.

"Go to hell..." Ma Xuan just leaned back slightly, stepped forward with one foot, raised his arm and punched out, the whole arm overflowing with golden light drew a golden fan in the air.

In the smiling face's eyes, I saw the snow-white gown, holding Ma Xuan's fist with one hand, pressing down lightly, his figure rose from the ground, directly passed the top of Ma Xuan's head, and put his foot on Ma Xuan's fist. On the back of Xuan's head, he jumped towards the woman who was hiding in the back and made a sneaky shot. The woman on the pipa saw something wrong, her fingers quickly rolled on the strings of the pipa, and a green spider web was intertwined between the two.

Chen Ping frowned suddenly, changed direction in an instant, abandoned the Pipa girl, and swept away directly to the left.

It was that eerie smiling face.

Except for Lu Fang.

Among the two groups of people who have shown up so far, Chen Pingan is the most jealous of this strange person.

The smiling face laughed and said: "Everyone says picking soft persimmons, you're fine."

He spread his arms and fell straight forward.

The next moment, the smiling face disappeared instantly.

Chen Ping turned around in the air, reached out and grabbed the smiling face that appeared behind him inexplicably, and kicked Chen Ping's back silently.

Chen Ping'an caught it all at once.

It's simply an abbreviation.

The smiley face appeared in the back again, this time he curled up, his arms spread out, and his fists hit Chen Ping'an's temples respectively.

Chen Pingan just wanted to make a move.

Lu Fang's words happened to be one step ahead, and he said generously to the smiling face, "Be careful, he is going to exert strength."

Smiling face hesitated for a moment, and took the initiative to give up the great opportunity to smash Chen Pingan's head with both fists, and stood on the bluestone street in an instant.

Chen Pingan almost switched places with Smiling Face, the latter came to the street, and Chen Pingan stood on the wall.

Glancing at the man with the sword who ruined his good deeds twice, "Why don't you just do it?"

Lu Fang patted the hilt of the fencing lightly with his palm, and said cheerfully: "Being surrounded by so many people and beating up a junior, if it spreads out, it won't get a good reputation."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

The Yangjian gourd was lifeless, as if the wine jug that had been opened had been blocked by someone, and there was no more scent.

The first day of junior high school was like a mud cow falling into the sea, there was no movement, and Chen Pingan was cut off from that mind.

Not only that, but the dharma robe on his body, the golden wine, also lost its effect.

However, losing the amulet of Jinli means that Chen Pingan has lost the capital of ignoring weapons and adding body, but there is also the only advantage, that is, without the restriction of the magic robe Jinli that the aura flows, Chen Pingan is like taking off the amulet. With Old Man Yang's True Qi Talisman back then, the hands and feet are no longer bound by the invisible, and the punches will only be faster.

Missing on the first day of the lunar new year, being trapped on the fifteenth day, Jin Li lost any magical powers.

In exchange for a hearty punch.

Punching pays attention to a free and easy retraction.

Chen Pingan has actually been "receiving".

Because he is really full of doubts about this river and lake, and the entire capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, the so-called ten people in the world.

It's just that I can't figure it out, but I still have to do some things.

Lu Fang began to point Jiang Shan again, "Ma Xuan, don't die."

Ma Xuan put out a boxing frame, his left and right arms had turned golden, and a little bit of golden light was revealed between his breaths.

The martial sage with long beard and green robe behind him became even more lifelike when he opened his eyes. A ball of snow-white light lit up from the tip of the knife, scattered all over the body, and soon Ma Xuan's eyes glowed with a faint silver light.

Like a burly man enshrining a god statue in a hall, he grinned and said: "This undefeated golden body, originally planned to try the world's best master of the national teacher, boy, you are cruel, come here, just hammer on Grandpa. Frown even if I lose"

"Ok."

Chen Pingan kicked away.

There was an illusion in everyone's vision, as if the entire street had collapsed a few feet under this foot.

The iron cavalry chiseling formation, which had no strength left, hit Ma Xuan's chest with a bang.

The image of the martial sage with long beard and green robe on the back was smashed to pieces in an instant.

Ma Xuan's burly body flew backwards with a bang.

Chen Pingan is like a shadow.

In another punch, Ma Xuan's body was already twisted into an arc bow. This time, when Chen Ping punched, the angle changed slightly, so that Ma Xuan just bumped into the companion behind him.

"Lu Fang save me"

The face of the pipa woman changed drastically. After she uttered a horrified sound, she did not wait for death. As expected of a first-class master, she neither retreated nor dodged left and right. She pointed her toes and moved forward swiftly, trying to hide behind the invincible Ma Xuan. She thought to herself That guy can't beat Ma Xuan's physique with one punch.

As long as he stops for a while, I believe that Lu Fang is about to unleash his sword.

Chen Pingan seemed to see through the pipa woman's mind, and the third punch hit Ma Xuan's abdomen again.

Not to mention the golden body was shattered by the shock, the originally pale silver eyes immediately turned red and covered with bloodshot eyes.

Ma Xuan's back bumped hard with the self-defeating pipa girl.

The collision made the strings of the pipa rattle, and after the woman spat out a mouthful of blood, she kicked out with both feet interlaced, took a vacant step, and stepped backwards.

Still too slow.

Chen Pingan punched through the pipa in the woman's arms, hit her abdomen hard, and swung her arm half a circle. The woman and the broken pipa were twisted in the air by the punch, and then slammed into one side of the wall. The delicate body almost dived into the wall, not knowing whether it was alive or dead, and the pipa in her arms fell to the ground slumped.

Lu Fang in the distance smiled, but still didn't draw his sword.

Even if that person seemed to regard him as a real enemy.

He said lazily again, "Smiley, remember, don't be confused by the speed of his punches every moment, he can be faster, try not to get close to him, concealed weapons and poison, you might as well try it."

Lu Fang pretended to be stunned, "Oh, by the way, the people he really wanted to kill were Miss Ya'er and Young Master Zhou."

Intimidated by Chen Ping's boxing skills, the Demon Cult girl Ya'er didn't even have the will to bite the bullet and join in the fun. Even if she was held accountable by the old leader afterwards, it would be better than the miserable end of being reduced to Ma Xuan now.

Zhou Shi made an early plan to sit on the sidelines.

As a result, when Lu Fang said this, both of them were terrified.

Sure enough, Chen Pingan made a lateral transfer.

The person facing him is the crow with clogs on his feet.

Just as she was about to move, her eyes widened suddenly, her face full of pain.

The wall behind her exploded without warning, and an extremely slender long sword appeared. The assassin held the sword in both hands, running like thunder.

The point of the sword pierced through the woman's back, and the hands holding the sword were attached to Ya'er's back. The assassin continued to run forward, and the poor woman was pushed forward like this.

The woman is like a three-foot unsheathed sword growing out of her abdomen.

The tip of the sword pierced Chen Ping'an.

Straight to the atrium.

Atrium Point, also known as Longja, is located on the median line in front of Chen Ping'an.

Lu Fang quietly grasped the hilt of the sword.

But soon let go again.

At the critical moment, Chen Pingan disappeared out of thin air.

The last square inch character was used.

The assassin let go of one hand holding the sword, pressed the back of the woman's head, and pushed forward vigorously. The delicate body slid out of the sword and fell on the ground several feet away. Vomiting blood endlessly, a puddle of blood soaked the back of the skirt, the woman struggled a bit, trying to turn her body over, but just bent her elbow a little before falling heavily on the street.

The assassin was a young man with bare feet and sleeves rolled up. He turned his head to look at Chen Pingan, who was adjusting his breathing, and said with a bright smile, "I heard that as long as I kill you, if there is a magic weapon, I will come."

He shook out a gorgeous sword flower, "My name is Feng Qingbai, a sword repairman. To be among the ten people is a share, and if you add the share you got in exchange for your head, you will earn a lot."

Feng Qingbai said helplessly: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill you with a sword. I guess it might not be your opponent in a head-on confrontation. It doesn't matter. I can cooperate with Lu Fang. He is the only sword fairy here, and he will definitely go back."

He only half-heartedly invites the gods to come down to the real Ma Xuan, and the golden body is broken.

The woman on the pipa fell into the wall and remained motionless. There were intermittent sounds of gravel falling to the ground at the base of the wall.

A famous demon girl who had secretly helped the dragon for several years fell in a pool of blood. Her wooden clogs and her feet as white as frost and snow were very eye-catching.

But there is also Lu Fang, Feng Qingbai who claims to be a sword repairman, smiling face, and Zhou Shi, the hairpin man.

The skinny little girl huddled on the small bench, thinking silently, "Punch and punch, blow their dog's head off, so I can take off their clothes and boots, it's worth a lot of money at first sight."

Looking at the miserable state of the woman in the distance, especially the pair of clogs, the little girl couldn't help but look a few more times, thinking that it's no wonder she died so fast because she was dressed so fancy.

Chen Pingan clenched his fists tightly and then released them, repeating this several times.

After practicing boxing for so long, it's time to let it go.

On the top of Guniu Mountain, Zhong Qiu, the national teacher of the Nanyuan Kingdom, looked solemn, a little unsure, and asked in a deep voice: "If you really killed that person like this, in addition to getting a new quota, why can you also get three blessings?" In this way, according to the secret history records of various countries and the secret archives of the Admiration Building, this situation has never occurred in history when every Jiazi agreement is approaching. Could it be Ding Ying's trick?"

The innocent Yu Zhenyi, who looks like a child, is carefully carving a jade bamboo fan bone with a carving knife, and caressing it carefully, like an infatuated man treating the skin of his beloved woman kindly. Facing Zhong Qiu's question, he did not answer, but stared at it intently. The subtle lines on the bamboo branches and the traces of sweat oozing from his forehead are absolutely unreasonable for Yu Zhenyi, who has returned to the basics of martial arts.

Yu Zhenyi, as the great master who is second only to Ding Ying, has long survived the cold and heat, and it is rumored that in the ancient years, he obtained a secret book of immortals, comprehended the will of heaven for decades, and was proficient in spells. Yu Zhenyi was able to soar through the clouds, ride the fog, and ride a crane across a luan. It was at this time that Yu Zhenyi's body shape and appearance began to change step by step from a white-haired old man to a young and strong boy, until now a child.

After ten years of retreat facing the wall, he successfully broke through the barrier and finally became one with heaven and man. The world is looking forward to Yu Zhenyi, the leader of the righteous way, who can fight Ding Ying, and it is best to kill him. From then on, Haiyan Qingping, several emperors can do nothing Fearful, having his head cut off in his sleep, the masters of both the good and the evil sects will not have to rely on others. Even the giants of the Demon Cult hope that this eccentric ancestor will either die early or quickly achieve the legendary feat of ascension. In short, Don't stay in the world anymore, it's been 80 years, and it's time for someone else to take the top spot.

In addition to Yu Zhenyi and Zhong Qiu, who are both enemies and friends, there is also a stunning woman on the top of Guniu Mountain who is wearing a noble dress. The dress is dark blue. It is the first dress of the queen of Nanyuan Kingdom. Waiting for the grand ceremony to wear, at the moment there is the most law-abiding national teacher of Nanyuan Kingdom on the top of the mountain, so the woman can only be Zhou Shuzhen, Queen of Nanyuan Kingdom.

She also has a secret identity, the current owner of the Admiration Building, responsible for ranking the world's masters every 20 years.

Chunchao Palace Zhou Fei has long coveted the beauty of this Empress Zhou for a long time. Zhou Shi, the hairpin man, once said frankly in the main hall of Baihe Temple that if it hadn't been for Zhongqiu, he would have stayed by the palace, and his father Zhou Fei would have rushed into the palace to rob her. people.

Yu Zhenyi put down the Polygonatum odoratum in his hand, raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and exhaled lightly, like a cloud of mist, lingering near the child's face for a long time, he first answered Zhong Qiu's question, "Should I It’s true. But Ding Ying’s mind is unpredictable, and we should be more careful about Ding Ying’s backhand than to kill the young swordsman who suddenly appeared.”

Yu Zhenyi emphasized her tone, "I'm worried about the situation in Zhuangyuan Lane. You'd better go and watch it yourself, Mr. Zhong."

It is called Zhongguoshi.

It seems that the relationship between the two is indeed very ordinary.

Zhong Qiu frowned and said, "In the siege of Zhuangyuan Lane, let alone Ding Ying, Lu Fang brought a sword with him, so why worry?"

Yu Zhenyi shook his head and said, "I don't trust Ding Ying, nor Lu Fang."

Zhong Qiu looked a little unhappy, "Lu Fang is an upright person, there is nothing to worry about because he and the swordsman are all the same way."

The world-renowned righteous No.1, the head of the Hushan School, the emperor teacher of the Songlai Kingdom, and the old god in the eyes of the world, has always been like this. The closer anyone gets to him, the deeper the feeling.

Yu Zhenyi said indifferently: "If you don't go, I'll go."

Zhong Qiu snorted coldly, without even looking at Queen Zhou, she flew towards the foot of the mountain like a falcon.

It turned into a black speck, and it went up and down a few times at the foot of the mountain, and soon moved away from Guniu Mountain.

Empress Zhou said with emotion: "It's as strong as Zhongqiu, but it still can't resist the wind as recorded in ancient books. How about you, Yu Zhenyi, can you do it now?"

Yu Zhenyi remained silent.

Zhou Shuzhen laughed, "Even if it's not riding the clouds and riding the wind, no matter how you look at it, it's still very elegant and unrestrained."

When she was a young girl, she met Zhong Qiu and Yu Zhenyi for the first time in the marketplace of another country. The former showed her sharpness, while the latter was restrained, but both of them surprised her.

Yu Zhenyi stood up, his head was not as tall as Queen Zhou's chest, but when he stood up, Zhou Shuzhen seemed to be thrown to the foot of the mountain all of a sudden, and she could only look up at this person on the top of the mountain.

Yu Zhenyi asked: "Ten people in the world, have you confirmed that they are correct?"

Zhou Shuzhen nodded and said, "It's completely confirmed."

She couldn't help sighing suddenly: "It's like a big test for officials by the imperial court, but it's not so cruel."

Yu Zhenyi put his hands behind his back, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, with a depressed mood.

The empress of Nanyuan Kingdom, who was hiding her secrets, asked a question, "Where is Tong Qingqing hiding?"

Yu Zhenyi was silent for a moment, "I guess only Ding Ying knows."

Zhou Shuzhen turned her head and looked at this lofty fairy, "How high is Ding Ying's martial arts realm?"

Yu Zhenyi said something strange, "I don't know if I know."