Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

He laughed for a long time, but finally heaved a sigh. Suddenly, he found a small book next to his pillow.

There is nothing written in the booklet, but after opening the first page, there are five large characters of 'Immortal Changchun Gong'.

It records in detail the miraculousness and power of this skill, "always maintain youth and rejuvenate", [-] years will always maintain youth, and it will be rebuilt once every [-] years.

One day is one year, thirty days can restore skills.

With just one glance, Murong Qiudi couldn't look away anymore, she naturally knew that it was the man who stayed behind, and she knew it was because the man didn't want to be burdened.

Can't help it, her eyes are already tearing up, but this is not acting, this is her real emotion.

Looking at the two figures outside, he looked very carefully, as if he wanted to keep the figure in white in his heart.

The two people outside also stopped. They had been chasing back and forth for an hour, and the two kitchen knives were still sharp, with cold blades, but no part of the whole yard was intact.

Tie Kaicheng was woken up early, and he also avoided the two of them early on.

Si Niang didn't stop to calm down, it was because she really couldn't catch up with that bastard, she was angry with Bai Ziyang for stealing, and even more angry that he would steal when she left.

After thinking about it for a while, his heart became angry again, and Yin Huanghuang threw out the kitchen knife directly.

Bai Ziyang turned his head to dodge, touched his nose with a wry smile, the way to calm Si Niang is to run or hide, the more guilty the better, if he doesn't dodge or dodge, it will be even more annoying.

If you admit your mistake, it will make her feel like a dead skin that is not afraid of being burned. If you don't admit your mistake, it will be even worse.

"Come here!" Zha He's voice was earth-shattering.

Bai Ziyang said softly, "Then don't get angry?"

"Not angry?" Raising the octave, Feng Yaojing laughed angrily: "You have already crawled on someone else's bed, and you still let me not be angry? Okay, come here, I am not angry anymore."

Bai Ziyang stepped forward, and when he was three feet away, a cold light suddenly flashed and hit his lower body. It was the dagger that Siniang took from his sleeve.

This mother-in-law still has a hand!

The movement was dangerous, and it was impossible to think about it for a moment, the hand like lightning had already restrained Si Niang's wrist, and the next moment another old punch hit the face directly.

Bai Ziyang is very familiar with the coldness of the cold wind on his fist, it is exactly the wind and frost covering the ground in the "Seven Fists of the Kamikaze".

……

Outside Tie's house was a luxurious four-horse carriage, and the driver was Doll, who didn't ask what happened to the young master and his wife.

The aura emitted by Si Niang already made her feel penetrating.

The two got into the carriage, and the carriage also started to leave. They were going to Haoyue Villa, which was also the former Excalibur Villa.

There is a person waiting for someone, there is a sword for him to appreciate!

In the carriage, although Si Niang still had some energy left, it has dissipated a lot now. The man in her family can't be tied up with chains.

Feng Siniang asked bitterly: "Do you like her?"

Bai Ziyang vetoed: "No!" His tone was very certain, but this made Feng Yaojing even more suspicious. If this guy really didn't have one, he would just be perfunctory, and he would not be so serious at all.

Feng Siniang sighed: "She is also a hard-working woman, in fact, if you really like her... just take her away together."

"Really?" The man's tone of voice had begun to change during the conversation, and he continued: "Actually, after sleeping all night, I really felt a little emotional."

Open up and down, left down and right up, the dagger and fist come out at the same time!

……

The river flows, and the canoe floats on the water.

Yan Shisan's men were nailed to the bow of the ship like nails, staring at the edge of the sword in his hand, and stabbed lightly with the sword.

The sword was hewn from mahogany, dull and clumsy.

But when the sword stabbed out, the sword seemed to have changed, becoming radiant and alive.

A sword stabbed lightly, and there was no change at all.

But the change came suddenly, as naturally as flowing water.He was understated, swaying freely, and stabbed thirteen swords in an instant.

The swordsmanship was originally light and flowing, like a river, but after the thirteen swords were pierced, there seemed to be a murderous aura on the river, and there seemed to be a murderous aura in the world.

After the thirteenth sword thrust out, his sword's momentum also slowed down, although it was slow, it was still changing, and suddenly a sword was swung out, out of bounds and out of order.

..0......

But this sword is like Wu Daozi's finishing touch, although empty, it is the hub of all transformations.

Then he thrust out his fourteenth sword.

With this sword piercing out, all the changes have really come to an end. The flowing water that has already come to an end seems to have completely dried up now.

His strength is also exhausted.

But at this moment, the tip of the sword suddenly felt a strange vibration.

There are no words to describe this situation, only one word, a very simple word - die!

There is no change, no vitality, what this sword brings is only death!

——The running water dries up, the changes are exhausted, life ends, and all things perish!

This sword is already the fifteenth sword!