Chapter 734 Swastika, the Black Rope God’s Punishment King
The straightened soft sword cut down, cutting halfway into the groom’s left wrist before he opened his mouth, the severed hand fell from the eaves, and only half of the words were spoken, the bones of the broken hand were like bones, Rolling into a pond without a fish, the words fell out. What is it if it's not an afterthought?
Wang Mingyin looked back and was shocked. Lin Qing actually broke through the sword formation arranged by Song Nianqing unscathed and appeared in front of him. However, he was ranked eleventh on the martial arts evaluation list, and he had the dignity of being a master. He snorted coldly: "If you have time to speak for him, you might as well stop me, but you didn't do that."
"Why should I stop you?"
Chu Pingsheng said something that left Song Nianqing and Wang Mingyin confused: "Old Xu has been following me since he was in Beiming. Do you know why I hired him as a groom? At that time, he could He is not only half-step Zhixuan, but also an old guy who works hard in the oil mill. Xu Xiao's adopted son Yao Jian is good at the art of guanyu and can find the dragon's acupoints. He will be pulled out every half month under the surveillance of Sister Fan. Ganquanfang Road I was tortured orally and cut into pieces with three thousand knives. People in Lingzhou were afraid of me and did not dare to scold me, so they scolded Sister Fan. Lao Xu did not scold me and went to watch every execution. I was very curious as to why he was different from others. ?”
"It turns out that not everyone in Beimang is proud of the Xu family. Seeing Xu Xiao is like seeing a benefactor. His son used to be a soldier in the Partridge Camp and died in a conflict with the Beimang Army. Half a year later, his daughter-in-law gave birth to a baby in vain. A fat boy, with an old couple to help him, he can live a life of poverty, but he has to raise his son's blood, right? You know that Xu Xiao has an adopted son, Chu Lushan? You know? He likes to eat human milk. One day, Lao Xu and his wife went to the city to sell eggs. They were going to exchange some money to buy some fish to feed their daughter-in-law. When they returned home, they found that their grandson fell from the kang and froze to death there. During the cold wave of 2016, there was no trace of my daughter-in-law. It was not until three days later that the soldiers from Zhihu Camp returned her daughter-in-law whose penis had been cut off, leaving two taels of silver behind and left."
"My son. The daughter-in-law was shocked to hear that the child was dead, and was filled with grief and anger. She threw herself into a well that night and drowned in the cold water. When the mother-in-law saw her daughter-in-law's body, she fainted from the excitement, and when she woke up, she went crazy. The daughter-in-law and grandson were buried in their son's tomb. They looked forward to it day and night, hoping to see Xu Xiao's old dog die a tragic death. How can I say that a tragic death is enough? The Xu family deserves to live forever. , the result of not being able to reincarnate for the rest of his life, he has followed me since then, working hard without complaint."
Wang Mingyin frowned and said nothing, he didn't care about Lao Xu's story, he cared about the time logic in it, Lin Qingyou. The journey from Xiangfan to Lingzhou took only a few months and turned over half a century. How did the coolie who pressed oil in the oil mill become half-step Zhixuan in such a short period of time?
Chu Pingsheng continued: "It's a pity that he is old. If he were younger, the effect should be better."
Song Nianqing on the Yin and Yang jujube tree said: "He is telling stories, It’s also stalling for time.”
Wang Mingyin looked back and saw that his face was pale just now. The horseman who was spurting blood from his left arm had softened a lot. The blood was no longer dripping. There was no pain between his eyebrows. However, his aura was rising steadily. He changed from the initial gloomy look and murderous look in his eyes. It is as solid as substance, like a awn piercing the skin, like a knife in the throat.
Chu Pingsheng weighed the broken sword in his hands and said it was enough. He threw it away and was caught by Lao Xu.
Wang Mingyin didn't know what was going on. He took Can Jian's hand and the groom's momentum increased again. He faintly surpassed him, the veteran Zhixuan swordsman, and headed towards Da Zhixuan. He realized that he could not continue to let the groom's murderous aura increase, and he was filled with true energy. He straightened the golden soft sword, and another two feet of sword energy rose from the tip of the sword. The sword moved like a gun, and the dragon came out of the col and stabbed Lao Xu's chest. This time he Don't dare to look down on your opponent anymore. Every time you take a step, a green tile will be broken, rubble will splash, the pond will splash and the sound of water will continue.
Chu Pingsheng was no longer interested in watching the battle between the groom and Wu Pingtianxia No. 1, and looked at Song Nianqing, the great celestial swordsman with six long swords suspended above his head and the date tree under his feet motionless: "Let's use the fifteenth sword. ”
“How do you know...”
As the master of Dongyue Sword Pool, he forges a new sword every time he masters a sword. So far, he has mastered fourteen swords and forged fourteen swords. In fact, he also has a fifteenth sword, which is the real one among the land gods. Sword, and this fifteenth sword, the corresponding fifteenth sword, is himself.
Chu Pingsheng said: "Only in this way can you save some dignity."
Song Nianqing did not mock him for being arrogant or show disdain like the veterans Chu Pingsheng met before. , and asked him again what the sword skills of breaking the nine swords on horse back and the fourteen swords on horse back were.
“Wuming’s supreme swordsmanship.”
The supreme swordsmanship was gained by Wuming’s study of Holy Spirit swordsmanship. Chu Pingsheng, as the niece and son-in-law of the sword master, also learned the supreme swordsmanship Wanming. Sword Guizong, after learning Wuming's supreme swordsmanship, it is certainly not difficult to make it your own.
"Who is Wuming?"
"You have too many questions."
The whirlwind rose, Chu Pingsheng rose to the same height as Song Nianqing, his expression was indifferent, and his cold and biting sword intent surged like waves. Scattered in all directions, the dead branches on the shady side of the jujube trees that had been struck by lightning broke silently and fell one after another.
Song Nianqing looked to the east, silently reciting the name of his deceased wife, and suddenly raised his arms. The eight long swords on his back were all suspended in the air. Together with the other six long swords, they turned into fourteen rays of light and tore the night sky apart. Flying to the residence of his disciple Li Yibai who came to Xiangfan with him outside the city, The master and the apprentice made an agreement before the fight. No matter what the outcome tonight, Li Yibai was not allowed to enter the city to participate in the battle. In the final analysis, the battle between him and Lin Qing was the result of Zhao Chun's imperial edict sent to Dongyue Jianchi. He had no choice but to do so. There was no enmity between the two parties. , he did not want his personal disciples to be involved in this confrontation between the royal family and the rebels.
Chu Pingsheng did not stop the fourteen swords, and remained as indifferent as before. Even though his groom used the broken sword to cut open the sleeve of Wang Mingyin's robe, chopped it off and held the "Collected Works of Zhu Gong", still leaving the smell of books. Three fingers.
Song Nianqing reached into his arms and took out the pair of gangster white cloth shoes that his late wife had made for him before she died. Although he had been reluctant to wear them, they had become pilled and faded due to being touched day and night, turning them into a pair of old shoes. He stared at them blankly for a while and put them away. Wearing cloth shoes, the white hair on the back of his head is blowing in the wind, his clothes are billowing, blood is rushing to the sky, the branches and leaves of the jujube tree under him are broken, and a disturbing sword energy rises into the sky, straight into the sky.
Soon, Yun Sheng thundered and the sky was about to rain. The whole Xiangfan City was agitated. The sword energy was divided around him, as powerful as a dragon, and the swords were as bright as combs.
Song Nianqing’s body disappeared without a trace, and his sword energy turned into a dragon, as if there was an immortal sitting on it. He rushed towards Chu Pingsheng with infinite coercion. He was unhurried, said in a good voice, raised his hands, and lifted his Confucian shirt lightly. , three huge golden wheels appeared in front of him. Under his palm prints, the sword light of the immortal riding the dragon was bound. The first golden wheel went down, and the sword light quickly Dim, the second golden wheel went down, and the power of the sword quickly withered, leaving the third golden wheel. Chu Pingsheng raised his hand, and the golden wheel dissipated, and black and white energy appeared behind it. The head and tail turned, the yin and yang rotated, and the light and momentum weakened. , the fifteenth sword, whose sword intent was still there, turned around and stabbed towards Cao Changqing, the third person in the world, who stood on the north wall of the plum garden and watched the excitement for a long time.
The power of the Sword Immortal is unstoppable. Cao Changqing urgently defended, and the strong wind rose from the ground, turned into a penn and flew into the air, hitting the jade-breaking sword that was turned away by Chu Pingsheng. Boom, thunder cracked the sky, rain fell on the world, sword light collapsed, Feng Peng dispersed in smoke, the entire plum garden was almost razed to the ground, Cao Changqing's chest was broken into pieces, and he hated the sight of the person who had withdrawn all his magical powers and let the drizzle hit him. , bleeding from the corners of his lips and running away.
Chu Pingsheng did not pursue him. He just dodged and came to Song Nianqing, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death. "There is still a short way to open the Tianmen with the sword." He clapped his palm and hit the old man who was hit by Feng Peng. Injury, chest full of scars.
Song Nianqing closed his eyes and waited for death, but he did not expect that a burst of life would be injected into the dry meridians, wrap up the broken Dantian, and pull him back from the gate of hell.
“Why?”
“If you can’t keep your shoes, I’ll give you one year to return to East Vietnam to reunite with your wife.” Chu Pingsheng looked at him calmly: “I don’t think so. Someone might be interested in an old man who has lost his martial arts skills."
Song Nianqing stood up with difficulty and asked again: "Why?"
He didn't think Lin Qing had any reason to let him go. He would cripple the Qingzhou navy first and kill the Tianxiang swordsman later. If this kind of thing spreads, it will save a lot of trouble in the future and be conducive to rebellion and entrepreneurship.
“Why do you have so many questions?”
Chu Pingsheng took a few steps back and looked at Cuihua, who would rather die than become a disciple in the ruins of the small building and was killed by a crossbar. He vomited. He spat: "I am happy."
"..."
Song Nianqing was speechless.
The rain became heavier and the ground crackled. There was no moonlight or lightning, and the night was like ink. Suddenly, a big hand broke through the ground, holding Chu Pingsheng's left foot, and soon his right foot. Under the big hand was a pair of dark eyes. Red wrist armor.
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Song Nianqing shouted: “Be careful, it’s Fu Jia Red General.”
“I thought it would always be a cat in the soil. ”
Chu Pingsheng bent down and punched the ground. The terrifying force spread like a wave, and the whole yard shook continuously. A shock wave rose into the sky, with black soil scattered everywhere, and a red-armored general flew into the sky. Chu Pingsheng took the opportunity to snap it down with a palm, hitting the head of the red-armored general. Poof, the armor that could carry a sword and chop it could not withstand the palm of his hand. With the force, the puppet inside exploded into a ball of flesh, and the red armor was torn into eight pieces and fell to the ground. Two drops of blood fell on the hem of the scholar's shirt, which attracted a burst of disgust.
"Young Master."
Chu Pingsheng turned his head when he heard the sound, and a person walked out of the fine rain curtain. He had a broken sword in his belt in front of him, and he was holding a bloody human head in his hand. His eyes widened in anger, as if Unable to accept the fact that he died under a groom's sword.
"Yes, this sword suits you very well, keep it to kill the Beiming people."
Chu Pingsheng said: "Zhao Heng and his son are in the house in front of the palace, go and arrest them ”
“Yes.”
Lao Xu threw Wang Mingyin's head on the ground, jumped south, and disappeared after a few bounces. Song Nianqing's martial arts skills are gone, but his vision as a master of swordsmanship is still there. He can't figure out how Lin Tanhua's groom did it. Half a step to point to the celestial phenomena is equivalent to one hand?
......
When Song Nianqing fired the fifteenth sword, the sight of the Chongxiao sword energy made Zhao Kai tremble with fear. He secretly thought that if it were him, he would not be able to withstand the killing intent carried by the sword energy. Stay, Lin Qing will be doomed tonight. To take a step back, if he survives, the local general Hong Jia will also pursue and finish the damage. The biggest variable is Cao Changqing, a rebel madman and a man of national restoration. There is no guarantee that the two sides will not join forces, but Huang Longshi said that Cao Changqing's master has an enemy with Lin Qing. , the two parties have no basis for cooperation.
Anyway, for him, the more chaotic the world, the better. If Lin Qing dies and Xu Fengnian dies, Xu Xiao will rebel. If Princess Sui Zhu dies, things will not be able to suppress them. Judging from the blood relationship, Zhao Fengya is his sister, but as an illegitimate son who cannot be put on the stage, he is not even named in the family tree. He is not as close as Zhao Xun, a cousin who is close to Zhao Fengya. Zhao Xun can kill her, so why can't he kill her?
Boom!
There was a muffled sound in front of him on the right, and Zhao Xun woke up immediately. Looking sideways, he saw a thick figure breaking through the outer wall of the T-shaped courtyard and hitting the road paved with blue bricks, creating a deep hole. There was no movement. He recognized it as his own water armor and hurriedly went forward to check. He saw a thick sword mark running down from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. It was invulnerable. The entire red armor, which was invulnerable to the famous sword, was shattered. The puppet's bones and internal organs were twisted into pieces by the sword's energy. A ball of rotten flesh, barely able to maintain its human form.
Zhao Kai looked at the small courtyard, his eyebrows raised, very puzzled. Lin Qing went to Jing'an Palace to cuckold Zhao Heng. He was fighting with Wu Jiajian Cuihua, Song Nianqing, Wang Mingyin and others. Cao Changqing also They ran to join in the fun. Fire Qilin and Da Diao each have their own opponents. The A-sized courtyard is also protected by Li Yuaxe, who has greatly improved his cultivation. There are only a group of maids left in the D-sized courtyard. Who is the master who splits the red armor of the talisman general with a sword? Coming?
ps: Okay, I won’t be a literate person anymore, I can write normally and it will be easier.
(End of this chapter)