Zhao Ⅰ·Bu Weiyue

Facing the people from Zhongzhou, Feng Nanxing was in high spirits, laughing loudly and moving downwards calmly and orderly.The double-axes attack fiercely, and the sparks are vigorous and start a prairie fire.On the other hand, Meng Siwei, in the face of scorching heat and brutal moves, failed to change his qin technique, and was already on the verge of defeat.A sudden death duel was extremely intense.

A pair of flaming tomahawks pressed forward at every step.Meng Siwei dodged repeatedly, but his cultivation level was not enough, even though he was dexterous, he still suffered a lot of injuries.Scattered long hair, scars on the face, and blood dripping from both arms.Even though he was forced to retreat, Meng Siwei's face was as usual, he still seized the opportunity, plucked his strings and made moves to hinder Feng Nanxing's strong attack and buy time for rescue.

Tongxuanqin method has reached the tenth form.Meng Siwei spun around to avoid the blow from splitting the mountain, pointed at the five strings, and screamed with a voiceless voice, breaking the sky-shattering waves.With his physique, he can defeat Fengnan Xing's martial arts.However, the gap in cultivation will reverse the outcome.Facing the majestic piano tide like a cynical and raging wave, Feng Nanxing's viciousness has not diminished, and his spirit has become more vigorous than before.

"Just this little water splash, I'm afraid it's not enough to burn. Tongxuan's milk doll." With a provocation, the sleeves rolled up into flames.The phoenix is ​​bathed in fire, and the sound of the tung tree pierces the sky.Before the sound of Bolan's piano touched it, it was completely burned by the extreme temperature.

"How. Should I kneel down and kill myself, or should I help you?" After speaking, he jumped up and slashed with his right axe, slashing straight at the young man from Zhongzhou.It's just a game, a joke, Meng Siwei is extremely weak in his eyes.

Although it was early spring, Meng Siwei was already sweating profusely from the battle.Seeing that the move was solved, his sharp eyes were still full of composure, showing the composure of young heroes of different ages.Disciple Tongxuan's qin is all made by himself, from material selection, carving, sound test, plywood, installation, no one else can comment.And the material he chooses is neither wood nor stone, nor jade nor iron.He has enough confidence to believe in this Senyu's double axe, and there is nothing he can do about it.

Sure enough, as he expected.When the two soldiers exchanged and collided, Feng Nanxing felt his hands go numb, and almost dropped the weapon.Meng Siwei's guqin was intact, but the brute force was irresistible, and his feet sank a few inches into the soil.

At this moment, Meng Siwei heard something different.It seems that Senior Brother Wang and the others are coming soon.Feeling relieved, the words in his mouth changed from being obedient in the past, and he said mockingly: "This little fire, isn't it afraid of being generous in front of me?"

Sure enough, Feng Nanxing gritted his teeth in anger, cursed something unknown, and reproduced the rare martial arts demeanor in the world.Seeing this, Meng Siwei stopped his arrogance and faced the killing trick.Just at the critical moment, a Dao sword separates the two of them, shining the holy flowers in the world, viewing the infinite world, and the infinite universe.

"Where is the dog?" Feng Nanxing spat viciously.He also deeply felt that Dao Sword's pressure was strong, and he was afraid that he would lose, so he didn't want to act rashly.

Just listen.

"Sword Su Canghuang Qiankun Ye, Three Purities and Nine Potentials, Zongyun Taixu."

"The string is confused and the world is shocked, the mountains and rivers are shattered, and it is impossible to travel thousands of miles."

The Taoist and the piano player climbed to Yanyue at the same time.Believe and sign, let the world take the lead.

But Chen Huan saw Meng Siwei's weak posture about to fall, and quickly stepped forward to protect him by his side.

Wang Qingming said with a humble and elegant appearance: "Look at the eyebrows of Your Excellency, there are three parts cynical, three parts arrogant, three parts invincible, and one part that is like a god, it must be a well-known figure in the forest. ——Feng Nanxing."

When the two meet, Feng Nanxing knows that he is not an ordinary person.She smiled innocently and perversely, and said to him: "This little brother is Wang Qingming, who is quite famous in Zhongzhou recently. Feng Nanxing likes the way you speak. It's a pity that you and I are born to be against each other. Nanxing may want to take your prize." It's on the head."

"Yeah? It's just the first time we met, so it's too hasty for your Excellency to make such a conclusion."

"Then little brother, what do you think of me?" Feng Nanxing asked with a smile.

Wang Qingming said: "My friend and the five of us are scattered here, and I didn't see your Excellency wandering anywhere, but went straight to Yanyue Mountain. It must have a clear purpose. According to Emperor Nishui's ambition, he will definitely send your excellency with extraordinary strength as The vanguard in the battle of Zhongzhou. Xiaosheng heard from the seniors that the emperor was suffering from old wounds, and only Zongheng Duan's "Xuanhai Sulphur Tie" can heal it. And Sulfur Tie has long been set up to prevent external forces from invading."

Feng Nanxing's smile widened, and she listened to Wang Qingming's speculation without saying a word.

"Sulphur post is an acquired treasure. It was excavated at the bottom of the mysterious sea, and was later stored in this fairy gate. It took a hundred years before it was passed into the hands of the first generation of Zongheng Patriarch. But if the technique was designed by him, it would have been as early as 35 years ago. Feiyuan should follow the instructions of the ancestors to dispel it and destroy the sulfur post. Therefore, only people in the immortal sect can create this technique. If you want to find a way to break it, you can only come here to find clues."

"Now that the emperor is still sealed and his consciousness has been stolen, he is really the weakest. If he is assassinated at this moment, it is really terrible. Your Excellency did not hesitate to torture and kill a junior to save the emperor's burns. You are so loyal. Xiaosheng really admires it."

Feng Nanxing smiled brightly.He thought to himself, that the ascetic with facial paralysis has great strength, and with Wang Qingming's assistance from the side, it is difficult for him to gain the upper hand.Forget the five people mentioned in Qingming's words, if the other two are also as good as monks, he may suffer a big loss.This Wang Qingming's guess is almost correct, it seems that he has a deep understanding of that lost history, and it is not in his favor to have a bad relationship at this time.I just don't know if their purpose of coming here is the same as his.If so, he could borrow their hands. . .

"The emperor is like a biological father to me. Father is kind and son is filial, not to mention loyalty. Little brother, your guess is so accurate that Nan Xing has to doubt your intentions."

Wang Qingming said: "I came here with my friends, and there is no conflict of interest with yours. Since the goals are different, why both sides fight each other. You have been here for a long time, and you must know that there is nothing you want here. Let Xiaosheng have a place , can you heal your junior brother?"

Feng Nanxing heard that someone came from afar, and he knew that it was not suitable to stay for a long time.Taking one more look at Wang Qingming, he descended the mountain with two axes in hand.

It happened that Ye Shangshu came here panting, and seeing Meng Siwei's pale face, he was so nervous that his heart skipped a beat.Meng Siwei was supported by the world, so he closed his eyes and rested in peace.Sensing the approach of a familiar person, he reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Siwei, how are you?" Ye Shangshu worriedly helped him.

Meng Siwei shook his head, suddenly felt the backflow of Qi and blood, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of bright red.Ye Shangshu turned pale with fright.Wang Qingming immediately blocked the two acupoints on his chest to ease the flow of zhenqi in his body.The three of them tacitly conveyed some true energy to him, and only then did the residual power left by Feng Nanxing in his body completely dissipate.

"Thank you, Senior, Senior Brother, Shangshu." Meng Siwei said weakly.

Wang Qingming shook his head. "The relationship between Sulfur Tie and Xuanhai Xianmen can be imagined. If there is really a method to undo the seal of Sulfur Tie in the Immortal Sect, it should have been announced to the world. Feng Nanxing may have heard some wrong information during his trip, such as Fengzi The traces of the Buddhist scriptures, the reappearance of the Brahma Spirit Samadhi..." Who passed the message to him, and how could he believe it—could it be that he is also a person in the forest?Why do you want to lie to him?

Could it be that the internal division of Nishui Forest has reached the point of plotting against each other?

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Ye Shang saw that his mind was wandering far away.

Wang Qingming came back to his senses and said: "It's all right. It seems that there is no trace of golden apricot in the four mountains. The prince has not moved yet, it seems that he has been found. Let's go to 'Yao' immediately to meet him."

When the four of them arrived at the foot of Yaoyue Mountain, they saw Lie Yuhe approaching with a puzzled expression.

"How?" Wang Qingming asked.

Lie Yukai spread his palms, and saw a golden apricot fruit lying quietly.Ambilight, smooth and round, very cute.

"This...is just an antidote? How many people in the world are possessed by ghost thoughts, who can this golden apricot save?" Ye Shangshu couldn't help feeling hopeless.

Wang Qingming said with relief: "Since it is a seed, planting it and cultivating it is also a way. I don't know if there is a miracle in the world, just like the breath of a cultivator, which can satisfy the golden apricot to take root and germinate, and bear fruit within three months gone."

Lie Yuhe said: "Anyway, go back to the wilderness first, and ask the landlord or Mr. Jun if there is a way."

"Yeah. But before that, let's pass on the news that Feng Nanxing got the 'Huo Yuan'. Although it is false, but after all, the three of them are born tigers, there must be an unusual effect." The news is false, but it is true that he came here in person .There are various consequences, for example, Emperor Yue, Feng Nanxing, and Senyu's internal suspicions are all scenes they like to see.

The five left quickly.

In a teahouse in Zhongzhou, the storyteller clapped his fan and narrated a long past with eloquence.Among all the seats, Yushenji took a sip of the bland tea and paid more attention to the conversations around her.

At this time, a Fetion letter was sent.

The Jade God Machine was opened at will, read the black and white text, and then destroyed it.

Emperor Yue has already gone to the Lvrui Fairy Trail, and it is impossible to return in three to five days; and Feng Nanxing will be very busy after that.Both parties were overwhelmed, but it seemed that he was very free.But this is exactly what he wanted, and no one noticed him when he went to Roekawa at this time.At the beginning, he transformed into the emperor against the water and controlled eight thousand immortal guards to Roechuan.It is expected that today, 35 years later, can be completely driven by him and used by him.

Yu Shenji reached out to pick up the teacup, and a few more people came in from the simple teahouse, they all seemed to be friends, chatting and laughing very intimately.He glanced, his eyes stayed on one of the scholars for a while, and then drifted away.

Ye Shangshu yelled loudly: "I didn't expect Emperor Yue to be such an ungrateful thing. At the beginning Zhongzhou healed him, but now he bites Baijia back in the blink of an eye."

Meng Siwei hurriedly pulled him aside to sit down, and said urgently: "Keep your voice down. I don't know if the Zhongzhou has been infiltrated with Emperor Yue's power. Are you so eager to kill people by soliciting hatred?"

Lie Yuhe called over to the teahouse waiter, "I want a pot of sorghum wine and a plate of soy pork."

The man said in a wooden voice: "There is no sorghum wine."

Lie Yuhe: "Okay. I want a pot of Guanshan Baijiu and a plate of white meat with garlic paste."

Dude: "No garlic and white meat."

Lie Yuhe said, "Then a pot of sorghum wine and a plate of white meat with garlic paste."

The guy gave him a strange look: "There is no sorghum wine, and there is no garlic and white meat."

Hearing this, Lie Yuzhen was dissatisfied and said, "Why is there nothing? What kind of teahouse is there without you?"

Ye Shangshu: "..."

Meng Siwei: "..."

Wang Qingming: "...Alas..."

But Chen Huan: "Oh."

In the end, Lie Yuhe ordered a pot of tea.Because here, there is no alcohol at all.

Drinking slightly astringent tea, Lie Yuhe smashed his tongue, complained a few times, and held on to the buddy, saying: "Quickly ask your boss to earn more money. Zhongzhou will perish in a short time."

The clerk gave him a hard look, and said slightly angrily, "It's up to you, a barbarian, to point out whether Zhongzhou survives or not. It's still uncertain who will perish first."

Lie Yuhe said solemnly: "Don't you know?"

The guy said: "Know what."

Lie Yuhe replied: "Feng Nanxing of the Thirteen Riders in the Forest Region annexed He Wang Huo Yuan. He threatened to burn all directions."

"King He? Who is that..." He was puzzled for a moment, and then the waiter swept past the five guests at the table as if he saw them differently.He has lived here for many years, so I don't know anything about it. "Nonsense, it's just sick." Cursing and walking away.

The two young boys at the same table were dumbfounded.Still have this kind of operation?

Wang Qingming couldn't help but let out a chuckle, like a breeze passing through his ears. "The prince really sacrificed a lot."

In a corner of the teahouse, Yushenji put down an ingot of broken silver, and while the waiter thanked him loudly, he left behind a clear shadow of Juechen that gradually drifted away.Wang Qingming just raised his head and caught his back in his eyes.

The author has something to say:

Feng Nanxing: People walk on the road, but the pot comes from the sky:) You all plot against me, MMP

Lan Tingjun: Damn hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Isn't it embarrassing? It's CP's home field hahahaha

Meng Siwei: Yes...a little bit

Wang Qingming: Uh...friend?

But Chen Huan: (Ying Xuanxu unsheathed, the Eight Desolation Sword Formation prepares)