From the innate gong to traverse the heavens

Chapter 27 Xu Langrui commented, the pattern opened
"Wow wow wow..."

Tian Boguang was really furious, his figure whirled rapidly in mid-air, the long knife in his hand turned around, and slashed at Xu Lang's head. This knife was sent out with hatred, and he just wanted to split Xu Lang's head in half!
In martial arts dramas, when people in the rivers and lakes fight, they go up and down, seemingly unrestrained and unrestrained, but in actual fighting, there is a danger of leaving their feet off the ground. After all, people in midair cannot move around like land, and this can Give people a chance.

Now Tian Boguang seized Xu Lang's opportunity in the air.

"Golden Snake Myriad Ways!"

The Golden Snake Sword in Xu Lang's hand was eloquent, and he immediately unleashed the powerful moves in it.

This move is also the final move of Yuan Chengzhi's battle against Yu Zhenzi in "Jade Blood Sword". The moonlight shines on the Golden Snake Sword, and the two lights reflect each other. And people are all wrapped up.

Tian Boguang's sword is a fast sword, and Xu Lang is also using the Golden Snake Sword to strike fast at this time. Under the moonlight, the gold and silver rays of light collide and move lightly. It was getting faster and faster, as if two balls of gold and silver were entangled, rolling from the east to the west of the street.

The sound of dense sword clashes made the street sound like a shower of rain.

And the rain came and went quickly.

Suddenly there was a cry of pain, and the two figures separated immediately.

Xu Lang was standing aside with the Golden Snake Sword in his hand, while Tian Boguang was lying on the ground at this time. There was a wound on the right wrist holding the knife, and fifteen wounds on the left and right legs on the chest, some of which were very light. It was the fork and scratch on the Golden Snake Sword, and some of the wounds showed bones, which were cut when the Golden Snake Sword was bent.

"A knife is a good knife, but people are not good."

Xu Lang flicked the Golden Snake Sword, and a little blood fell on it.

"Wow wow wow..."

Tian Boguang sat paralyzed on the ground, stared at Xu Lang, and screamed, but unfortunately his tongue was missing, making him speechless.

Now that he was hit by the sword at a vital point, he was sure to die. Looking at Xu Lang, his stomach full of swear words came to his mouth, and he could only yell indiscriminately.

This is the last toughness of his life.

Seeing this, Xu Lang raised his brows and shouted: "You bastard, if you are tough to the end, maybe I will forgive you. If you beg for mercy, I will not forgive you!" Ming Fist, a move of "sudden step single whip" arrived in front of Tian Boguang's body, his right arm was like a whip, instead of bombarding Tian Boguang's forehead, it hit Tian Boguang's right shoulder.

One split and one mention.

Tian Boguang was flying in the air.

Then Xu Lang's Seven Stars stepped forward and bombarded Tian Boguang's chest and abdomen heavily, hitting Tian Boguang five or six feet straight, causing his chest and abdomen to collapse, and the only consciousness left in his head was to stare at Xu Lang with wide eyes.

Can you give me one last bit of respect for the deceased, and don't distort my last words?

He will not rest in peace.

Yue Lingshan flew forward to Xu Lang's side, seeing Tian Boguang's death, she was speechless for a moment.

"You are such a villain. You can make people die, but you don't want to let people die."

Suddenly, a crisp female voice came from the street.

Xu Lang and Yue Lingshan looked up and saw that there was also an inn here with an open window. A little girl in a green shirt was lying on the window, her bright eyes reflected the moon, the water was clear, she propped her face, and said with a smile.

"The little baby is talking nonsense."

Xu Lang looked at the little girl and said, "At present, the deceased's mood is stable, why doesn't he understand?"

This little girl is usually eloquent, and when she speaks, she can often choke others to death, but now Xu Lang's words make her feel speechless, but there is a suffocation in her chest.

"You are the one talking nonsense, just now the dumb man was scolding you!"

said the little girl.

"You're not dumb, how do you know he scolded me?"

Xu Lang was amazed.

"You're not dumb, how do you know he's begging for mercy?"

The little girl stared and said.

"Knowing a son is like a father."

Xu Lang said.

After saying this, not only Yue Lingshan next to her laughed, but even in the inn, two people laughed out loud. The little girl in Cuiyi pointed at Xu Lang and was out of breath, but Tian Boguang was lying on the dead body ground, unsmiling and emotionally stable.

"Little friend, it's really rare for you to strike with a sword. Would you like to come up and listen to a song to melt your fierceness?"

An old voice came from the inn on the second floor, as if it was said in the ears of Xu Lang and Yue Lingshan, it was obvious that this person had a strong internal energy.

Xu Lang and Yue Lingshan looked at each other, and they leaped to the second floor of the inn together. The little girl in Cuiyi opened the door, and saw a screen in the middle of the room, one of them was sitting behind the screen, and an old man was sitting in front of the screen, motioning to Xu Lang Lang and Yue Lingshan sat in front.

"What is the old man's name?"

Xu Lang cupped his hands and asked.

"Surname Qu."

The old man said, pointing to the little girl next to him, and said, "This is my granddaughter, Feiyan."

Xu Lang knew in his heart that this was the elder of the Demon Cult that Liu Zhengfeng had befriended. At the same time, he looked at Qu Feiyan carefully. He saw that she was only eleven or twelve years old, but her eyes were rolling and she was very lively. Days later, he will die at the hands of Fei Bin, which is really pitiful.

The sound of the piano has been played unconsciously.

Xu Lang doesn't know much about music, but good music is something that people can listen to. Together with the music here, the soup is like flowing water, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, reflecting people's hearts. , After the mind is calmed down, the inner strength does not feel calmed down.

Yue Lingshan was at the side, listening to the music of the piano, feeling that the world had opened up, and some troubled problems in her chest disappeared unconsciously.

The sound of the piano curled up and stopped unconsciously.

Xu Lang opened his eyes, looked at Qu Yang, organized his words at this moment, smiled, and said, "That's right, you play the little song very well."

"A little song?"

When the people behind the screen heard this, they couldn't help laughing, and said: "You really play the piano to the cow."

Qu Yang, who was playing the piano, couldn't help laughing too.

"What's the matter, are you still not happy about Xiaoqu?"

Xu Lang sat up and said, "Although I don't quite understand your qin sounds, I feel that it's just the breeze and the moon, mountains and rivers. This kind of music sounds broad and open, but it's really a small song, because in your songs, You only cheer for the mountains and rivers, but you don’t pay tribute to the people, you don’t sing for the struggle, you don’t watch for the Ming Dynasty, because of this, your songs don’t have the heart of this generation, and there is no melody of this generation.”

"So your songs can only be called ditties, not big ones."

Although he doesn't understand music, Xu Lang can still comment sharply.

This is also to prevent them from thinking that their life is complete after they compose the song, and then they are purely bad at washing their hands in the golden basin, and let the Songshan faction come to arrest and kill the whole family in their own fields.

Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng behind the screen were speechless for a long time when they heard Xu Lang's words.

At this moment, they felt that the Xiaoaojianghu they created was small and the pattern was small.

(End of this chapter)