The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 737
In the picturesque river city, looking at the clear sky at night.

A bright mirror is sandwiched between two waters, and a rainbow falls on a double bridge.

The tangerines are cold and the people are cold, and the old sycamore trees are in autumn.

Who wants to go upstairs to the north, Linfeng is pregnant with Xie Gong.

—— "Autumn Climb to the North Tower of Xie Tiao in Xuancheng" by Li Bai

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Seeing Bai Fu running away, the man in black on the tower operated the Meteor Crossbow and opened fire with all his strength.The crossbow arrows weaved a network of arrows in an instant, trying to prevent Bai Fu from passing through the corridor.

Bai Fu's body was like a gust of wind, flying up and down, moving and dodging in the angle between the corridor and the city wall.This is the blind spot for Meteor Crossbow shooting, which can maximize the avoidance of crossbow arrows on the dungeon tower.

A dozen crossbowmen hurriedly adjusted the body of the Meteor Crossbow so that the Meteor Crossbow could protrude out of the fuselage and shoot vertically.

When the body of the Meteor Crossbow was adjusted, Bai Fu had already rushed into the city gate, escaping from the range of the Meteor Crossbow.

Bai Fu raised his hand, and shot out dozens of pebbles with the technique of celestial maiden scattering flowers.

"Swish, swish", only the sound of the wind was heard, and the cobblestones with strong spirits hit the dozen or so men in black who were ambushing in the city gate like a torrential rain.

While the men in black were in a hurry, Bai Fu had already arrived.

Bai Fu's body was like a ghost, and he struck fiercely. With a flash of the saber, he cut the throats of the two men in black standing in front of him.

The expressions of the two were distorted, revealing an incredulous look, and the blood spurted out of their throats, splashing the faces of their companions beside them.

Bai Fu couldn't help but grab the two corpses, like a meat shield, swinging them up and down, blocking the left and right sides, allowing the spears of the men in black to stab them mercilessly.

Bai Fu quickly passed the ambush point, and the bodies of the two men were bloody and bloody, and were hacked into a pile of rotten flesh by his companion's swords and guns.

Without looking back, Bai Fu turned around and threw the two corpses towards several men in black who rushed over.

Kan Ding's energy was like a stormy wave, and he rushed towards him.The man in black behind Bai Fu fell to the ground in a mess as if hit by two bags of sandbags.

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The gate of the imperial city in the south is a suspension bridge gate, which is raised on weekdays and lowered only when people and horses pass by.Below the suspension bridge is a waterway several feet deep and tens of feet wide, which connects with the moat outside Chunming Gate.

Bai Fu rushed through the city gate, and the suspension bridge was pulled by steel cables and erected in front of his eyes.

Time was running out, and there was no time to cut off the steel cables, waiting for the suspension bridge to slowly fall.The best escape strategy is to climb over the suspension bridge and jump into the water channel several feet deep under the bridge.

As long as he jumped into the waterway and dived into the bottom of the water with Bai Fu's kung fu underwater, he would be able to escape from the sky, and the assassination plan seemed to end in failure.

The middle-aged barbarians chasing after Bai Fu saw through Bai Fu's strategy and were secretly delighted.

In the waterway below the suspension bridge, Usa Hachiman has already moved his hands and feet. On the surface, it looks sparkling and still flowing, but in fact there is only one foot deep water surface.The ice of the river bed below the water's surface was as hard as a rock.

Once Bai Fu made a mistake in his judgment, he jumped out of the suspension bridge and jumped headfirst into the water, just like falling from a tower tens of feet high without slowing down. white.

At the same time, a huge hunting net with copper wire and iron hooks will drop from the sky from the bottom of the suspension bridge and cover Bai Fu's body.

This may be the best time to catch Bai Fu.

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Bai Fu didn't know the opponent's heavy reset, and after quickly calculating the curvature of the suspension bridge, he touched the ground with his toes and leaped towards the top of the suspension bridge.

A middle-aged barbarian came here, with a cold face, and said, "Let me see you on your way!"

Bai Fu was about to leap to the top of the bridge, and suddenly he clung to the steel cable of the suspension bridge, made a big maneuver in the air, and turned to face the middle-aged barbarian.

Bai Fu took a deep breath, straightened his back, his clothes fluttered in a majestic manner.

Bai Fu laughed loudly and said, "You've been tricked!"

Bai Fu touched the bridge with his toes, and rushed towards the middle-aged barbarian at the bottom of the bridge.

The middle-aged barbarian looked up, and a golden full moon rose behind Bai Fu.

The timing and angle of Bai Fu's charge were extremely precise and mysterious. Under the silhouette, Bai Fu seemed to leap out of the moon palace, and with one swing of the knife, the light was like a sickle, bursting with murderous aura.

The angle and trajectory of Bai Fu rushing down coincided with a mysterious curve, subtly matched with the slope of the suspension bridge, and it was completely natural.Just like the water of the Yellow River rushing down from the cliff in Hukou, the waterfall is unstoppable.

The majestic and majestic gates of the imperial city were originally meant to be chilling, but the cold moon palace further fueled Bai Fu's momentum of going forward.

In the eyes of the middle-aged barbarian, Bai Fu made full use of the slope of the suspension bridge, and he instantly became a superfluous thing besides Bai Fu, the suspension bridge and the city tower.The city gate is like a giant beast, the suspension bridge becomes a long tongue, and Bai Fu is a fang, opening its bloody mouth to devour itself as its prey.

This kind of feeling is extremely mysterious, it is impossible for someone who is not a master like him to have this feeling.Once the mind is taken away, the middle-aged barbarian's magic skills will be affected immediately.

Bai Fu intentionally did not fly in the air, but stepped on the slope alternately with his left and right toes. Every time he landed, his speed increased, and his strength and momentum also increased.

The middle-aged barbarian accurately estimated that when Bai Fu rushed down the slope of nearly ten feet to attack him, Bai Fu's strength would accumulate to its peak.

This blow, life and death fight, never return!

The middle-aged barbarian suddenly came to his senses, Bai Fu understood the art of war that must be defeated in a siege, and had no intention of running away at all. From the very beginning, he was determined to die together.

This kind of courage is not something ordinary Jianghu masters can do.It's the warrior king who has experienced hundreds of battles, stepped on the bones countless times, and climbed out of the pile of dead people, only has the iron-blooded fighting spirit!

After the miscalculation, with the conceit of a middle-aged barbarian, he couldn't help regretting it, and his confidence began to collapse.

The middle-aged barbarians have a bad idea and lack of determination, so the magic power of stimulating inner strength will be greatly reduced. There is no guarantee that they will be able to turn Bai Fu's powerful power around and leverage it.

A middle-aged barbarian can't get off a tiger.If he backs away at this time, Bai Fu's momentum will increase sharply under the lock of the black iron saber's murderous aura.

Once a killing god like Bai Fu is given the opportunity to take advantage of the momentum and pursue him, the middle-aged barbarians have little chance of winning.

The middle-aged barbarian made a decisive decision and flew up like a big bird.Trying to avoid the disadvantage of being at the bottom of the slope, condescending, and then pounced down with the posture of a falcon fighting a rabbit, and launched an attack again.

This is the strategy of avoiding its edge and attacking its lazy return.

Bai Fu had anticipated the opponent's strategy early on, held the saber in both hands, and without waiting to get close, he slashed out in the air.The dark iron knife's light soared, and it slashed at the middle-aged barbarian.

The middle-aged barbarian raised his right hand, curled his wrist, and drew several swirls on his sleeve, trying his best to absorb Bai Fu's energy.

The middle-aged barbarian's robe absorbed Bai Fuxunkan's true energy, like a sail sailing up, full and bulging.

As the saying goes, too much is too late.

Bai Fu attacked from top to bottom, like a rock falling from a mountain of ten thousand feet, with surging aura, far stronger than before.

The middle-aged barbarians absorbed too much energy, not only could not set sail and turn from defense to offense, but they were in danger of overloading the sails and being torn apart by the hurricane.

The middle-aged barbarian was horrified, bit the tip of his tongue, and raised his magic skills to the limit.

The wide robes of the middle-aged barbarian are like the cheeks of a frog, bulging, waiting to be released with all his strength.

"croak" sound

The middle-aged barbarian squatted, exhaled with protruding eyes, and pushed out with both palms, trying to return the true energy absorbed by Bai Fu back to Bai Fu intact.

At this moment, a bronze mirror suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a deep crack appeared on the mirror.The middle-aged Huren suddenly felt sore in his heart. This feeling was so familiar, and he vaguely returned to his childhood:
Because of a trivial incident, his adoptive father was furious.He took out his riding whip and beat himself at the age of seven or eight.I was rolling all over the ground in pain, but my adoptive father was still relentless, whipping and kicking.

In desperation, the mother rushed out of the tent, hugged herself in her arms, and protected her tightly.

The adoptive father was furious, and the whip poured down like a storm.

Mother's hair was disheveled and covered with blood, but she never let go, and tried her best to protect her weak body.

Seeing that the whip was ineffective, the father picked up a piece of firewood and swung it at the mother's head.

Unexpectedly, there was a protruding iron nail on the firewood, which was driven into the mother's temple...

The mother fell down slowly, and she didn't let go of herself before she died, looking at her with endless love and pity...

This is a long-lost pain, suppressed in the bottom of my heart for many years, indelible in this life, and cannot be let go.

For some reason, this painful childhood experience was evoked during the decisive battle.

The energy accumulated in the middle-aged barbarian's body was like a pricked sheepskin bag, and it instantly lost its energy and collapsed thousands of miles away.

The cracks in the bronze mirror in front of him gradually expanded, shaped like a spider web, and suddenly shattered, shattering all over the place.

The middle-aged barbarian's demon heart collapsed, and he could no longer perform magic skills and fight back.

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The middle-aged barbarian possesses unimaginable magical powers, able to use his strength to move the world, and he specializes in restraining inner masters like Bai Fu.

The stronger Bai Fu's internal strength is, the stronger the opponent's counterattack will be.

Master Qingxuan, head master, once said to Bai Fu that the kung fu practiced by evil demons and heretics is extremely bloody and inhumane.To be able to practice magic skills to great success, this person must have experienced tragic experiences that ordinary people can't imagine, and there must be major personality defects deep in his heart.

Bai Fu's strategy is to use his own way to deal with his own body.The sky thunder stirs the fire on the ground, revealing the dark secrets in the heart of the evil spirits, fighting the poison with poison, and making the ghosts eat back the darkness.

To achieve this step, it is not the strength of true energy, but the strength of the soul.

Using the power of the mind to affect the opponent's emotions and destroy the enemy's Dao Xin, this is the kung fu that Bai Fu learned during the process of learning calligraphy from Yan Zhenqing - sword nature.

Emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, joy, etc., are transformed into elegant, vigorous, poignant, and gorgeous strokes in the hands of masters such as Wang Xizhi, Zhang Xu, and Yan Zhenqing, sealing up emotions, making nature self-evident, restraining heaven and earth, freezing time and space, and engraving Taoism!
Above the sword move is the sword force and sword intent, and besides the sword intent is also the sword nature.

The sword has no moves, no style, no shadow, no trace, no form to kill...

Taking advantage of the middle-aged barbarian's robe to absorb Bai Fu Xunkan's true energy, Bai Fu slashed out, injecting a touch of sadness into his energy.

After injecting the true energy of the middle-aged barbarians, this sword-nature full of sorrow and hatred transformed into countless ferocious spirits, fighting and fighting in the host body with the momentum of sparks starting a prairie fire.

The method of moving the universe backfires on its master in an instant.

The middle-aged barbarian's magic skills were breached from the inside, and the true qi of all paths went astray and could not be gathered together.The middle-aged barbarian only felt numb in his hands and feet, staring at his eyes, showing the appearance of being insane.

(End of this chapter)