The long sword breaks the ice and waves, and the red clothes stroll on the snow and chases the wind.
In an instant, Zhang Lingying and Yu Jizi's expressions were already swept by the fierce murderous intent.
Buzz!
Yu Fengxian was angry and slashed out with just one sword, which was the shadow of the sword in the sky. She cut the air flow, penetrated the air, and emptied it away in a vast and powerful way.
In an instant, the sound of wind and thunder shaking and thunder had already filled the banks of Longyuan River. The sword light was like a tide, which was more eye-catching than the surging ice water.
"Yu Fengxian?!"
Yu Jizi was shocked and subconsciously looked to her side. Zhang Lingying had already retreated far away, folded her hands together, lowered her eyebrows and recited lightly:
"Amitabha."
"you!"
Yu Jizi was extremely frightened, but where did he have time to retreat?
He had to roar, stir up the true blood and energy in his body, raise the whisk, and want to resist first and then retreat.
There were nine great masters in Longyuan City. Although he was not listed among them, he had already gained all kinds of knowledge after many years of experience.
I asked myself that compared to the Nanshanba of Longyuan Guard, Yu Fangzhou was no less than that of Yu Fangzhou. This time I returned home in glory.
Although I heard about Yu Fengxian’s name, I didn’t care much. Until this time, I felt bad, but I just wanted to retreat temporarily.
However, with one knife, he felt cold all over his body and sweated profusely.
The sword light was fierce, like an angry blue dragon. In just a moment, it tore up his whisk...
"etc!"
Yu Jizi staggered back and opened his mouth to speak, but Yu Fengxian had such a temperament?
Without saying a word, the sword light became even stronger.
As soon as he revealed a word, he had been slashed into the snow field like a dragon's sword. The hot blood melted a large area of ​​snow.
Bang!
As the wind whistled, Yu Fengxian stepped forward, and the phoenix eyes were filled with evil:
"No one is bullied by me, Long Yuan?"
She was very angry. If grandma hadn't explained it, this knife would have been shrouded in Zhang Lingying.
"Amitabha. Fengxian really has the charm of his father today. The jade jizi has opened all the holes and was actually killed by you three swords..."
Zhang Lingying lowered her eyes and exclaimed, covering the shadow in her eyes.
He would not doubt Yu Fengxian's talent. He counted the ten veins of Zhang's family for three generations, except for the King Zhao of the Western Palace, there was no one who could defeat her.
But her age is a little shallow. Even if she has the elixir in her hand, it is impossible to get all the clues so quickly. The reason for this is probably...
"It seems that before the father left, he left all the true energy he had cultivated for his whole life..."
"If you don't leave it to me, will you leave it to you?"
Yu Fengxian's remnant anger remains:
"Being a monk has no home. This is what you said back then. When my grandfather was dying, he never mentioned you for a word. Grandma, and he did not regard you as my Zhang family's bloodline!"
"Become a monk and have no home..."
Zhang Lingying was speechless and had to sigh:
"You are lucky. Yang Yu was right away and broke his second brother's method. But what if there was no such person? Uncle San just wanted to leave my bones and blood for my Longyuan lineage..."
"Pooh!"
Yu Fengxian was almost angry and laughed:
"If I hadn't been afraid of grandma's sadness, I would have cut you with one knife at this moment! Grandpa's lifelong hero, how could he give birth to something like you that is incompetent?!"
The hilt of the knife as thick as a peacock was pinched out of Mars. Yu Fengxian didn't even want to see him, because she was afraid that she would not be able to help but kill him with one knife.
"Amitabha……"
Zhang Lingying was silent.
After a long time, I said:
"Fengxian, Uncle San will not fight with you, but in this chaotic world, my Longyuan lineage is alone and I cannot support it if I have foreign aid..."
Yu Fengxian paused, then snorted coldly and left:
"You don't have to worry about that!"
The words echoed in the wind, and the red clothes had already gone far away, leaving only Zhang Lingying standing there. After a long time, he sighed and turned around and returned to the temple.
In the small temple, there is only a glaring Vajra holding a demon-subduing pestle.
Click!
At some point, the eyes of King Kong turned and made a substantial sound:
"The essence is like wolf smoke, with such a powerful vitality, the dragon-like magical master? You are not her opponent, but I want me to take action to subdue you?"
"No need for the master..."
Before Zhang Lingfeng fell to the Buddha statue, he lowered his eyebrows and looked pleased, but his voice was neither humble nor arrogant:
"The Dragon Abyss is already a quagmire at this moment, and my disciples had no intention of taking it..."
"The changes in heaven are coming, and the secular royal power is the top priority. However, what you said is not bad. This place of battle is not the Pure Land of my Buddha..."
Clay sculpture diamond opening:
"All sentient beings suffer, so you should save them..."
"I am merciful..."
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Huh ~
Standing on the cold riverside, looking back at the small temple in the snowy field, memories of the past surge into my heart bit by bit.
I still remember that many years ago, I was here, practicing boxing with my grandfather. In the small martial arts performance, there were her shouting.
She remembered that the second uncle loved her so much at that time. Every time, the third uncle would bring a lot of snacks. Even if he was punished by his grandfather, he would smile.
"Why, it's like this..."
The inexplicable emotional impact made her cry almost, and even if she held it back, her eyes turned red.
Trepid ~
In the sky, there was an eagle crying, and the big cloud eagle spread its wings and fell down. The little maid hurried forward and saw that her lady's eyes were red. She was shocked:
"Miss, who is bullying you?!"
"No!"
Yu Fengxian stuck her waist and glared at her: "What are you looking for me in such a hurry? Could it be that something went wrong at the Dragon King Temple?"
"Everything is fine in Dragon King Temple, but many people have asked to go in and burn incense..."
"What's the fragrance!"
Yu Fengxian refused even though she listened. She repaired the Dragon King Temple not to make people worship. She was quite disgusted with this kind of worship of God.
Is there really a Dragon King who can have a snow disaster for two consecutive years?
"You have worked hard to build the temple, but you won't let anyone burn incense..."
The little maid was puzzled.
"You want to care?"
Yu Fengxian glared at her angrily and asked her about her purpose.
"Miss, there is a letter..."
The little maid wanted to speak but stopped, but she still handed over a letter.
"Whose letter?"
Yu Fengxian took the letter raft and subconsciously glanced at the signature. Her heart couldn't help but jump. Seeing the little maid leaning forward to look at it, she immediately covered the letter raft:
"Go and take the fine golden armor in the mansion!"
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This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The changes in heaven and earth lie in the subtleties. When natural disasters occur frequently and earth disasters are repeated, they are already a bursting node..."
The Taoist Palace was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the sound of the wind was shrouded in tranquility. A handsome eunuch bowed and recited, with clear and beautiful words.
"It's really a strange person to laugh at people in three laughs! The various signs of heavenly changes predicted in the tide theory now seem to be fulfilling one by one?"
The rich and clear fragrance spreads the entire Taoist palace. Emperor Qianheng sat on the ground with his sleeves hanging down, sitting on a futon woven by the silk of heaven.
His size was not so high that the little eunuch bowed almost close to the ground, not daring to be a little taller than him.
"Snow disasters, floods, droughts, locust plagues, earth dragons turn over, plagues, demon disasters, hundreds of ghosts walking at night..."
The words revealed each word made the little eunuch feel more and more trembling.
"The tide rises and falls, and great fortune will be born! I don't know which person's fortune will fall on this great change in the world..."
Emperor Qianheng said to himself.
Plop!
The little eunuch fell to the ground with his forehead against the cold floor, complimenting:
"Your Majesty is the common ruler of heaven and earth. Everything in the world is your Majesty's..."
“Ha~”
Emperor Qianheng let out a meaningless laugh and waved his hand to let the little eunuch retreat.
There was clearly no other person in the empty palace, but there was a clear sound echoing:
"Your Majesty believes that the person who predicts the tide theory of Sanxiaosanren is that Yang Yu?"
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."
Emperor Qianheng shook his head slightly, and there was a strange light in his eyes:
"I use the 'Divine Monument' to see the luck of masters in the world. I can't see it, but only a few people, Yang Yu is one of them..."
More than 70 years ago, a magical world was born in the mountains. Its scale was so large that it shocked the world. In a sense, it was almost the beginning of that war.
In that battle, millions of elite soldiers died in the mountains, causing the riot of the Immortal and Magical Fantasy Realm. In the end, Zhang Xuanba fought against two and robbed the divine monument.
The divine monument has a strange power that can spy on earth, stars, and people's fortunes, and be relied upon by the royal family.
It is precisely the "Bright Mountains and Rivers List" arranged by this monument.
The names of everyone on the Jinxiu Mountains and Rivers were all the names he had come to the monument one by one, and at the same time, he also saw the luck of almost everyone.
But there are only a few people who cannot figure it out.
"Zhang Xuanba, the old demon of Heishan, Fan Ruyi, Mu Qingliu, and the Dharma King of Red Ridge, either uphold the national fortune, gather the martial fortune, or inherit the Buddhist fortune, or gather the fortune in the sword, it's fine if it's irresponsible.
Then what is Yang Yu…”
The sound in the Taoist palace was full of doubt and a sudden realization:
"So, you summoned this person with a round light mirror that day and forced him to bow his head to break his fortune? No wonder you activated the Earth Book at that time..."
"It's a bit of consideration in this regard, but it's a bit of a recruitment. Who would have thought of this little beast dared..."
Emperor Qianheng's eyes became cold:
"If you don't want to live on your knees, then just die on your knees!"
"Your Majesty has taken the Sanxiaosan man too seriously. He seems not to be a Martial Saint, or perhaps he is not a master of magical powers. How true is his prophecy?"
The sounds in the Taoist palace fluctuate:
"Your Majesty has a corner of the earth book, and you only need to pay a small price. Even in the capital of God, it is enough to overthrow it. Why should you lead the army in person?"
Emperor Qianheng spoke indifferently:
"No need to lose words, take the rest of the pages of the land book!"
"well……"
Amid the faint sigh, a palm made of pure shadow poked out from his shadow and handed it on, like a sand table.
It can be seen that there are peaks, plains, hills, lakes, and rivers...
If there is an expert who understands the distribution of mountains and rivers in the world here, it can be seen that the sand table shows the place where the Taoist Palace parade passes.
"Your Majesty, the earthly books are urging them to not only consume a lot of spiritual energy, but also cause natural disasters. Please be careful when you use them..."
"Your nonsense is too much."
He simply pressed the black shadow into the shadow. Emperor Qianheng held the sand table in his hand, calmed his mind and closed his eyes and recited silently:
Chapter completed!