Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

Wu Feng smiled and said: "Many people think that the backyard of Lord Song is on fire, and he is hiding here."

Song Que snorted coldly, and his tone was full of self-confidence and determination: "They really underestimated me, Song Que. I'm just a mere woman. If you take it easy, it's not worth bothering me."

This is the first time that Song Queshang has confide in his heart, so it can be seen that he is indeed a proud, conceited and arbitrary character, because even his children can hardly guess their father's mind, but Song Family Mountain City is absolutely supreme. ruler.

"It seems that Master Fanzhai has also made the right choice." Wu Feng said with emotion, without the consciousness of being the instigator.

"That's right! Qinghui is indeed the person I loved with all my heart back then, and she is the only woman in this mountain city who guessed Song's heart." Song Que took the initiative to explain, his eyes were slightly blurred, as if looking at some mysterious Unpredictable years and years, "Song Mouyou deeply remembers the thrill of meeting for the first time, but I was able to give up this feeling back then, not to mention me today."

"Only by being extremely affectionate can one be able to be extremely Taoist. Love is extremely hateful, and then let go. I finally realized this truth."

Song Que is too proud. His whole life seems to be synonymous with perfection. He was born in a noble family. He was taught by the best famous teacher since he was a child. Li Wan, but met the most beautiful woman in the world, Fan Qinghui from Cihang Jingzhai.

However, for the first time, Song Que felt the fact that if he fell in love, he would never get anything in return, and decided to resolutely give up this unforgettable love and return to the family.

No one can understand his loneliness, his regrets, his whole life focused on the sword, and everything else is difficult to linger on, which made his sword skills advance by leaps and bounds, and finally reached the level of the three great masters in the year of destiny One must know that Song Que is much younger than Ning Daoqi and his ilk, and even Zhu Yuyan is half a generation older than him.

Fan Qinghui's admission of defeat wiped out his leading edge, and a drastic and far-reaching change occurred in his mind, and a martial arts master like him would never miss any chance of sublimation in the realm, so that he could reach to a more perfect state.

Wu Feng clapped his palms and sighed: "Great kindness! The lord is truly an extraordinary talent. Now that the opportunity comes, he will transform into a black dragon and beat the sky, and achieve an unworldly karma!"

If it is said that although Ning Daoqi has comprehended the way of heaven and man, it is difficult to "advance half a step", then Song Que is the most likely person in the world to "shatter the void" with his own power, except Wu Feng. .

"I heard that in the battle of Ning Daoqi and Weishui, he comprehended the ninth pounce based on the eight pounces of Sanshou, and has officially stepped into the level of the way of heaven and man. Although I have not witnessed it with my own eyes, I am also eager to yearn for it. Song is not talented. , also comprehended the mystery of the Ninth Sword not long ago, today I invite Feng Zun to come here, and I would like to invite you to taste it."

Song Que reached out to the wall and pressed it, and with a "clang", one of the knives made a sound as if it had come to life, and flew out of the sheath.

Song Que grasped again, and the thick-backed broadsword fell into the grasp of his extended left hand as if pulled by an invisible rope.

Wu Feng could see clearly that Song Que didn't use any power to pull him, but a kind of mysterious and mysterious state of sword intent, which made the sword "itself" jump into his palm.

This is really an extremely brilliant state.

With the knife in his hand, Song Que seemed to be holding the whole "world" in his hand. When he slashed out with one knife, his spirit, energy, and will were perfectly integrated, full of the grandeur of sweeping the sky and struggling to conquer all things, as if everything in the world was melted in this instant Make a sea of ​​swords.

This knife caused the world to repeat itself, and the situation changed. If one person is needed to sum it up, it can only be summed up by "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect". Worship and regard it as a classic.

Author's message:

There are more people who choose the emperor, so let's choose the emperor!

Chapter 118 Hospitality

Wu Feng laughed, and quickly slashed out with a knife in his hand. When the wind and thunder surged, the momentum of the knife was both powerful and light, and there was a hint of lightness and elegance in it. The two extreme opposite feelings merged into one, and on the contrary produced a An extremely subtle feeling.

The two knives finally met, and countless turbulent streams of knife energy burst out, tearing apart the ground under their feet.

Each took a step back, Song Que shouted "Okay", his sharp eyes lit up, his handsome face did not contain the slightest joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and the thick back knife in his hand moved forward, changing nine times, towards Wu Feng. cut at the crook of his arm.

This knife came very quickly, and there was no warning at all. The blade seemed to penetrate the space and appeared below in an instant.

After comprehending the ninth sword, Song Que's sword has reached a "continuous" state, and can be used anytime and anywhere, and Hunyuan Guiyi has no flaws to follow.

Wu Feng pointed his sword finger towards the edge of the blade. Sword skills have never been his only thing. This sword is like a horse in the sky, and the antelope hangs its horns. It creates possibility out of the impossible. Find Song Queben A "flaw" that shouldn't exist.

"when"!This move is so ingenious, using the strongest point to attack Song Que's weakest point of the saber, with Song Que's ability, he was forced to fight him hard, one in and one out, Wu Feng only used half a point The strength is enough to resist Song Que's blow.

Where they fought, the two had a tacit understanding and did not use much power, because this was just a battle between Tao and Tao, not a life-and-death fight.

Song Que smiled and said, "Happy! Happy! I've never been so happy before."

Song Que suddenly opened his hand and took off the thick back knife in his hand. A thin blade hung on the wall flew out and fell into his palm. The knife body was as thin as satin, as soft and nimble as a feather, and it also oozes out the blue crystals. The shining light on his face is obviously an extremely sharp sword.

Wu Feng's sword pointed straight to the center, turned into an afterimage, and grabbed Song Que's chest as fiercely as lightning.

Song Que was as motionless as a mountain, and the saber slowly turned into a broken "moon" silver arc in front of him. The next moment, the thin daffodil blade in his hand turned into thousands of blue light, as if the moonlight poured down from the sky, Wu Feng surrounded him with a sword, and his sword skills were so exquisite that it was unbelievable.

The whistling sound of the sword wind resounded in all directions, and Wu Feng's sword finger suddenly changed, from single-minded and condensed to a sky full of sword shadows, simplified to complex, and the sword energy shot out.

The sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang" sounded from time to time, the air of the sword was flying wildly, and the air of the sword hanging on the surrounding walls was rattling. The two masters turned into a black shadow and fought together extremely quickly.

After handing in a hundred moves, a figure finally jumped up, but it was Song Que!Although the two of them converged their strength by coincidence, the other party used physical strength to harden the blade, and the vigorous force carried in the move still made his muscles numb and his bones rattled.

It was the first time that he understood Bi Xuan's sad feelings when fighting against each other, that is, this person is not only flawless in his moves, but also has an indestructible body, even if he can win a half move, so what, because the opponent can definitely Forcibly endured a few blade slashes.

But he himself was a bit overwhelmed, without the baptism of the "last attack", his body would still be a mortal body, and it would be difficult for him to resist the sword's slashing, he would get tired if he exerted himself, he would starve from hunger, and he would die from injury.

Song Que's arrogance would not let him say the words of admitting defeat, he suddenly jumped up the thin blade in his hand and flew out.

The knife-style that seems to flow continuously, suddenly turns into a clear spring of green light, piercing the rocks and washing stones, and the narcissus blade draws a blue light, following a certain arc that is so beautiful that no words can describe it. It is suitable to take Wu Feng .

Wu Feng retreated quickly, following the thin blade at a speed that was neither too fast nor too slow. His two fingers kept flicking the blade like a butterfly piercing flowers, as if playing a beautiful piece of music.

When No. 18 hit, the blade suddenly trembled in the air, the momentum stopped, and the blade suddenly fell backwards into the ground.

"The handprint of immortality! Scattered hands and flutters! Feng Zun is indeed a genius of the sky, he can quickly integrate the essence of the opponent into his own martial arts. Given time, Song's achievement is unimaginable!" Song Queshang admired it for the first time One person, this person's martial arts cultivation has reached an incredible state at a young age, and it is because he has witnessed how amazing this person's progress is.

Wu Feng smiled indifferently, "Lord Song takes this move!"

He made a flat slash, but his speed suddenly doubled in the air, as if it was extremely fast, but at the same time, it seemed astonishingly slow. The extremely contradictory scene only made people suffocate and vomit blood.

This move, like a knife dropped from the sky, sealed off all escape routes, the space seemed to be frozen, there was no way to avoid it, and there was no other way but to block it hard.

Song Que's body was shocked, because there was clearly some shadow of his Heavenly Saber in it, but it was not the same, it was plausible but it was ingenious, and it was so wonderful.

A simple and dark heavy knife weighing a hundred catties was held in his hand at some point, Song Que's eyes were bright, and he swiped the knife, powerful and powerful, but also agile and wonderful, without a trace.

When the two "knives" touched, surprisingly, there were not many waves of anger, only the clothes of the two were flying in the air, making hunting noises.

The two closed.

Song Que's clothes were blowing without wind, and he said with a joyful expression, "Hey! It's been a long time since I've had such a good fight!"

Wu Feng clapped his palms and said with a smile: "Today I just saw the unrivaled power of the Song Clan Lord. It really deserves to be the Heavenly Sword that dominates the south of the Five Ridges and overwhelms the Central Plains."

Song Que put the knife back into its sheath, and said with a slight smile, "There is no need to talk nonsense between us, let's go. They should be waiting impatiently!"

Songjia Mountain City is composed of hundreds of large and small courtyards, each of which is organized into a system and closely connected, with the Song Family Ancestral Hall enshrining the ancestors' gods of the past dynasties as the center.Each courtyard is equally divided into main courtyard and partial courtyard, with interval structure, all of which are well-selected materials and exquisite workmanship.

In the refreshing breeze, Wu Feng and Song Que came to the Mingyue Building adjacent to the Modao Hall side by side, talking and laughing as they walked into the garden, they were shocked.

Seeing several young warriors from the Song family, a sumptuous banquet was set up for them, while Song Zhi and Song Lu were waiting for them. Besides, there were several juniors from the Song family and Kou Xu.When the members of the Song family saw Song Que, they all looked respectful, showing Song Que's supreme authority in the Song clan.

Kou Zhong elbowed Xu Ziling, and whispered: "I guessed that my old father-in-law seemed angry, but in fact he was secretly happy, maybe he couldn't hold back his laughter for fear of ruining his image in the eyes of outsiders, so he hid In the knife sharpening hall."

Xu Ziling said blankly, "The Lord Song is looking at you."

Kou Zhong was taken aback, and quickly nodded and bowed in front of Song Que, bowed deeply and said, "Kou Zhong pays his respects to Senior Song."

Kou Zhong and Song Yuzhi hadn't formally met yet, and his status was extremely special, so he was called like this.

Song Que glanced at him, nodded, and a smile finally appeared on his perfect face, "You are fine!"

Kou Zhongpo felt overwhelmed by flattery, and repeatedly bowed to say that he didn't dare to do so.

"If you still don't dare to be someone in this world who dares to speak up, kid, let me ask you, can you guarantee Yuzhi's happiness?"

Kou Zhong's body trembled suddenly, and he said solemnly: "I promise!"

"Okay!" Song Que patted him on the shoulder, "I saw you right!"

Chapter 119

There is only one week left before Kou Zhong and Song Yuzhi's wedding.

Kou Zhong is now the most influential figure in the world, and the Song Clan is also a wealthy family that has dominated south of the Five Ridges for hundreds of years. The marriage of these two powers can almost be said to be the determination of the future emperor and successor in the world. It is stated that only friends of both parties can participate in the wedding banquet. Even with the size of the Song family mountain city, it is afraid that it will not be able to accommodate them.

Even so, the large number of people and the scale of the wedding banquet surprised everyone. Fortunately, under the arrangement of the two leading figures of the Song family, Song Lu and Song Zhi, everyone lived comfortably and felt at home.

The entire Song family was filled with the lively atmosphere of the approaching festival. Everyone was overjoyed and busy making arrangements for the upcoming big day.

The first group of distinguished guests to arrive are Zhai Jiao, Ren Jun and Lei Jiuzhi, friends who have known Kou Zhong for a long time. They got acquainted in times of crisis, and along the way they finally saw their best brother have a successful life.

They also brought along a person whom Kou Zhong had always dreamed of—Chu Chu, the first beautiful woman who really fell in love with Kou Zhong, she cried with joy when she saw Kou Zhong, making him love and pity him at the same time.

Chu Chu's temperament is pure and kind, and she can also be recognized by Song Yuzhi, so that she will not have a marriage change before marriage.

Except for them, Kou Zhong's deployment is also easy and simple. Except for Li Jing who is negotiating with Dou Jiande in the north, Xu Xingzhi, Gui Xiliang, Bu Tianzhi and Donghai Sanyi are all Kou Zhong's future court Naturally, the civil and military ministers in the palace would not miss this important wedding banquet.

In addition, the Dugu Clan, Jukun Gang, Dalian Gang, and Dongming Pai, which are close friends with Ssangyong, also came here, and many stunning beauties also came, which added a lot of excitement to the wedding banquet. Less glamorous.

Dugufeng, Yun Yuzhen, Shan Wanjing and other beauties with their own characteristics attracted many eager eyes.

It's a pity that Dugufeng is so proud that she doesn't care about others, while Shan Wanjing jokes that Yanyan and Xu Ziling are staying together, so naturally no one dares to disturb them, only Yunyu is really coquettish, and she looks like a broad exchange.

Seeing Yun Yuzhen's provocative gaze, Kou Zhong only smiled wryly as if he hadn't seen it, he didn't dare to provoke this eldest sister at this time, especially when Song Yuzhi was staring closely at the side.

The only thing that comforts him is that his best brother has also found his own happiness. He has never seen Shan Wanjing, a girl who never smiles, smiles so happily.

And just the night before their wedding, they also welcomed their mutual friend - Ba Fenghan.

A figure rode a horse and galloped up the long steps of the winding mountain. It was the Ba Fenghan they had been looking forward to for a long time.

"Old Ba!" The two hurriedly rushed up to support Ba Fenghan, but fortunately, Ssangyong's longevity zhenqi was incomparably miraculous, and forcefully pulled Ba Fenghan back from the brink of death.

And Ba Fenghan also brought an astonishing news, that is, the leader of the Western Turks, Ye Hu, took advantage of the deaths of Jie Li and Bi Xuan and the internal chaos to invade the Eastern Turks. With Yun Shuai, the general of the Western Turks, the Eastern Turks They were retreating steadily, and even in a battle, Yun Shuai relied on his peerless light power to lead a team to forcibly kill the newly elected East Turkic Khan, and he should win a big victory.

Ba Fenghan was injured in the hands of an elite killer team led by Yun Shuai, and he had to rely on the sword in his hand to fight his way out. Even so, Ba Daier fell into their hands.

The overall situation has been decided. It is a foregone conclusion that Yehu will unify the outside of the Great Wall and become the real overlord of the prairie. With the ambition of the prairie wolves to the Central Plains, it is inevitable to trample on the Central Plains and ravage China.

At the same time, Wu Feng also met two people visiting together.

"I didn't expect that you would come together." Wu Feng said calmly while standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking at the lotus pond in front of him.

"I'm not with the senior brother of Cihang Jingzhai, but they bumped into each other by chance." A charming laugh sounded, and a pair of white and crystal-clear jade feet that were not stained with dust lightly touched the ground, showing a seductive and charming look It was like an elf from another world stepped into the courtyard.

"It seems that Zhu Yuyan took advantage of the evil emperor on you."

Hou Hou's delicate body twisted, and she threw herself into her arms and leaned against Wu Feng. A pair of fair and tender, flawless arms wrapped around his neck, and she said in a soft and charming tone: "Wu'er also wants to thank Feng Zun for his fulfillment, but it's a pity Venerable Feng was captivated by a little goblin who came from somewhere, and made me and Junior Sister Qing'er think about it day and night, but she didn't even say to come and see us. Are you right? Sister Feixuan."

Concubine Shixuan's white socks cloth shoes, with two blue lotus flowers embroidered on the upper, the snowy white clothes set off her super-vulgar temperament like a fairy concubine, with the ancient sword behind her back, a pool of clear water-like eyes follow the prestige, as if she could Map out the appearance of the figure.

She looked here and said lightly: "If Senior Sister Wanhou wants to give advice, Feixuan will definitely accompany her."

Wan Wan took a deep look at Shi Feixuan with some doubts. She thought that she would be able to completely suppress the opponent by breaking through the No. 18 level of Heavenly Demon Kung Fu, but when she saw Shi Feixuan, she realized that she had no victory at all. grasp.

The two cultivation techniques of Yinkui Sect and Cihang Jingzhai are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, and one can guess the clue just by seeing each other.

Wan Hou suddenly laughed softly, "I was just joking with my sister."

Shi Feixuan glanced at her with a smile, and then said softly to Wu Feng: "Feixuan has something to inform Feng Zun, that is, the Western Turkic Commander Ye Hu, with Yun Shuai as the main general, united with Gunatai, Fuyun Remnant and other tribes. The elite sent 30 string-controllers to invade the Central Plains, and according to the time, they have already approached Shuofang City."

Shuofang's Liang Shidu and Liu Wuzhou are inextricably linked. However, facing the threat of 30 people who control strings, these two people are absolutely irresistible. If there is a disagreement, it is very likely that the city will be surrendered, and the only plan for the present is to gather the power of the Central Plains to resist it.