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Xu Fengnian, who had traveled through the Black and White Spring and Autumn Period, sighed and said softly: "It's difficult." '"

Xu Fengnian nodded, but then smiled and said: "But now the old man doesn't dare to only contribute seven or eight points."

As soon as this sentence was finished, a beam of light descended from the sky, and the earth shook accordingly.

Wang Xianzhi was like a heavenly god who walked out of the heavenly gate and came to the world. A fist-sized wound was exposed on the heart of the old man in sackcloth. Even though the body of the No. 1 in the world was not as good as that of Gao Shulu, who was at his peak in 400 years, there was still no sign of recovery. There are buds in the middle, the scene is strange, they are born suddenly and die suddenly.

What is even more mysterious is that after Wang Xianzhi was knocked into the sky, he pulled down a lightning bolt that was as long as a spear.

Wang Xianzhi, whose shoulders were seriously damaged in linen clothes, looked cold.

Asked: 'Is this all you have?'

This warrior who is probably above heaven and man,

Who in the world can rival him?

How can we talk about winning and killing?

What's more, Xu Fengnian probably won't be able to wait for the last soul of the long-distance traveler who has not returned.

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"Oh my god, is this scene still a fight between martial arts warriors? If you say this is the coming of gods, I believe it!"

"Yes, I have thought about it more than once before, which side of the snow world or our world has the higher combat power, but today after listening to Mr. Su describing the peak battle between Xu Fengnian and Wang Xianzhi, I finally understood that it was all redundant. .”

"Hahaha, at least people like Mo Yi, Li Changsheng, and Zhao Gao, who are the most powerful in the world, can't make such a move, especially if their hearts are smashed and they can continue to survive in violation of the rules of heaven and earth. This is really nonsense. ”

"But the situation is very unfavorable for Xu Fengnian. We have already lost the first half, and now we still have no idea how the second half will turn out. If the two souls who are wandering around do not come back, Xu Fengnian will not really be killed by Old Monster Wang. Bar?"

"No, in this case, who will avenge Lao Huang? Although the old man with missing front teeth went to die by himself, he died in the hands of Wang Xianzhi after all. I don't recognize Wang Xianzhi on this! Unless I return Lao Huang Give us!"

"Yes! Give Lao Huang back to us!"

Someone below suddenly started to set the pace.

"I can only say that it's lucky that Miss Hehe walked in front of Xu Yanbing, otherwise Xu Yanbing would really have stabbed Xu Fengnian."

"Yes, I really like this master who talks less. I feel he is very real, but I'm afraid if it were Wang Xianzhi who blocked his way, Xu Fengnian probably wouldn't come to the rescue."

"Yes, there is a high probability that he will wait for the opportunity of Confucianism to come, and then the three religions will be integrated. Finally, he will hypocritically shout a sentence to avenge Xu Yan's soldiers. It is tragic and cold-blooded."

"Not necessarily. After listening to Louzhu Su for so long, don't you still know who Xu Fengnian is? He is truly affectionate and righteous. It is probably impossible to abandon others."

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Chapter 274: Old Monster Wang was once a scholar [Please order the complete version and customize it]

Xu Fengnian, who was the only one left to clean up the filth, had stopped the bleeding trend between his brows.

Xu Fengnian, who was beside her and returned from a fugue, had one soul and two souls. Adding the two together, she still lacked two souls and four souls.

Since he was able to inflict injuries on Wang Xianzhi, Xu Fengnian didn't feel that his abilities were any less, but his verbal arguments were of no use.

Therefore, when faced with Wang Xianzhi's questioning, he did not argue with this old man who was obviously angry. He just repaired the body that Gao Shulu had given him in a fair and honest manner.

Wang Xianzhi sneered: 'That means you have no last words to say?'

Xu Fengnian stretched out his hands, covered his face, wiped off the blood with his ten fingers, his eyes were clear.

Wang Xianzhi repeated a good word.

Then Xu Fengnian, who had returned from the wandering sword, saw Wang Xianzhi step out and throw the spear forged from the thunder and lightning in the sky.

But when he saw this scene, Xu Fengnian, who had a body, had actually flown out and crashed to the ground ~[-] feet away.

The uncontrollable body even bounced on the ground and continued to slide for more than ten feet before it was able to stop.

Wang Xianzhi's attack was so fast that Xu Fengnian, who was standing, could only see the afterimage left after Wang Xianzhi threw the thunder spear.

Xu Fengnian, who was lying on the ground, slowly stood up and bent over, revealing a large area of ​​blood and flesh on his chest. Occasionally, white thunder and lightning swirled around, making a hissing sound.

As he stretched out his hand, countless slender red silk snakes floated out on his arms. When Xu Fengnian's fingers touched them, the red silk and white electricity died together. It can be seen that the secret technique Xu Fengnian stole from Han Diao Temple's head failed to achieve immediate results. See results quickly.

The lightning spear in Wang Xianzhi's hand is still there, but it only reduces his aura by a little or two.

Another foot hole appeared in the sand in front of the old man.

Xu Fengnian, who had just stood up straight, was hit by the thunder spear again, but this time he was not knocked down. He tilted his head back slightly and held a piece of lightning with both hands to prevent it from hitting his neck.

The footsteps flickered on the ground and swept backward.

The first time he deliberately opened the door wide and resisted a lightning strike was when Xu Fengnian relied on the tall tree to reveal his impeccable body, trying to get in touch with more of Wang Xianzhi's Qi circulation methods.

Since Wang Xianzhi's second spear is exactly the same, there is no need to refuse anyone who comes as he did before.

The footwell in front of Wang Xianzhi is getting deeper and deeper, and the gap between throwing spears is getting shorter and shorter.

In the distance, Xu Fengnian could only retreat again and again, retreating eight times in succession. The last time he used the unknown boxing technique taught by Hong Xixiang of Wudang. His waist was like an axle, his body turned round, and his hands also drew arcs into a circle.

The thunder and lightning followed Xu Fengnian's body around and around, and when Xu Fengnian finally stood still, his spine was straight and his back was straight but not hunched over.

He gently shook his hands up and down, and a few inches above the palms of his hands, there was a ball of thunder and lightning undulating. They looked playful and nimble, and it was easy for people to underestimate the power of thunder contained in them.

Xu Fengnian moved his hands in an arc, and the two snow-white thunder balls lingering with electric light merged into one and gradually dissipated in front of him.

At the same time, Xu Fengnian's expression changed drastically after returning from the wanderer in Black and White Spring and Autumn, and he began to turn around and look towards "self".

The ninth footprint appeared in front of Wang Xianzhi, who had only three feet of lightning left in his hand. Before Xu Fengnian's soul was about to crash into Xu Fengnian's body, Wang Xianzhi was already close to the latter, and he took the lead in making a move. I don't know if it was a spear or a sword.

The three-foot thunder and lightning instantly pierced Xu Fengnian's body, like a knife cutting tofu. Wang Xianzhi held the three-foot thunder and lightning that successfully broke through the tall tree with his right hand, and suddenly raised it,

In order to lessen the injury, Xu Fengnian pulled out the three-foot thunderbolt, so naturally he would not know the mystery behind it.

But even if you understand the meaning of the three-foot sword, what can you do?

Even if Wang Xianzhi is just a swordsman, he has as many as four sword moves that are no less than three feet tall.

The reason for choosing this move is that since Xu Fengnian injured himself with a knife, he must retaliate, even if the size of the wound is exactly the same.

As for the other four immortal swords, Wang Xianzhi's original intention of using the sword was to kill a thousand knights with one sword. The temple is like nothing to me.

Wang Xianzhi was born into a poor family. At that time, it was far from what it is today.

The Liyang court was open to all kinds of rivers, and he was a true nobleman from a poor family. He still remembers that he gave up literature and practiced martial arts.

After going through ups and downs, I finally mastered rough Qinggong for the first time, but I didn't dare to show off my skills in the thoroughfares of the city, so I could only experience the feeling of flying across the grass and walking on the snow without leaving a trace in the wilderness.

After being exhausted, I used the sky and the earth as a bed quilt and fell down on the grass or snow at will. I still remember the scent of mud and grass and the cold feeling of washing my face with snow.

Later, by chance, I switched to sword practice and made the sword become a sword.

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When I was angry, the ecstasy I felt at that time, no matter how many years have passed

The memory is still fresh.After that, step by step, he stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, overlooking the world and swimming in the wind. Looking around, there was no one standing side by side. There were not many things worth remembering.

The two Xu Fengnian stood together, but their souls never reunited.

Because Wang Xianzhi's sword hurt his energy far more than his body. Since Gao Shulu's body can still withstand it, there is no need to add any unnecessary extraneous force. If he rashly merges into a furnace, he will fall into a trap and damage what was originally called a cleansing of filth. The untainted and invincible golden body.

Wang Xianzhi's wound has sprouted like a branch, and new muscles and bones are growing out one after another. The wound on his chest is no longer shocking. It's Xu Fengnian's turn to suffer. The red-threaded red snake struggled to cling, but still failed to get rid of the remaining lightning sword gas.

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"No, this is going to last until the Year of the Monkey, right? Old Monster Wang and Xu Fengnian are competing against each other. They have high health and strong defense, and neither of them will be hurt even if they hit each other!"

"It's not that there are no injuries, it's that the recovery ability is too strong. Both of them can survive even if their hearts leak out. The outcome of life and death cannot be decided in an instant!"

"To be honest, the whole snow has been laying the groundwork for the battle between Xu Fengnian and Wang Xianzhi from beginning to end. It's finally come to an end. Is it okay if you don't let Master Su say it to your satisfaction?"

"I didn't expect that Old Monster Wang was once a scholar. How does his body look like a scholar at all?"

"That's not what I said. What happened to the scholars? Are scholars weak in the snow? Cao Changqing became a saint by studying, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who studied for decades, became a land of gods in one day, and invited his ancestors to die. , How domineering!"

"This makes sense. If nothing else is mentioned, if the book is always drama, it cannot be true. It is not that there are no strong scholars in our world! That Confucian and Taoist master is not enough to read the Confucian swordsman. Do you want to be an example?"

"Oh, gentlemen, you have misunderstood. I am not looking down on scholars. I am just saying that Mr. Wang, as Mr. Su said, is not like a scholar. How can he be as knowledgeable, rich and handsome as you scholars!"

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"Wang Xianzhi suddenly raised his head and said: 'When I was a scholar, I once heard a saying from a senior. To this day, the senior's bones may have turned into dust in his graves, but I still remember: It is better to write down history than write it down. The gate of the country hangs.

But in those troubled times, this scholar just died in the chaos of war. He neither put his ambition into the temple nor died in a worthy place.

When the old man heard the news of his death, when he collected his body, he just picked it up from more than a hundred corpses lying vertically in the mud by the roadside, and buried them hastily.

The long sword that this gentleman wore during his lifetime was probably worth dozens of taels of silver. It had been taken away by others long ago. The relics of the gentleman were given to villains as goods in exchange for official hats or wine money. '

"How has Wang Xianzhi ever blocked the path of a junior?

I am sitting in the East China Sea. In my lifetime, has there ever been a brave warrior like Liu Songtao who brought trouble to the world?"

“The imperial court was powerful, with armor and cavalry galloping around, the common people were unarmed, the world was rising and falling, and it was these innocent people who suffered the most deaths.

I don't want these people to encounter the oppression of the government in the peaceful and prosperous times, or the plundering of soldiers and bandits in the troubled times. I don't want everyone to be able to deal with it easily.

10 I just hope that more people can take a step forward when they are desperate, even before they die, instead of just kneeling down and kowtow to beg for mercy.

Wang Xianzhi doesn't ask for much, it's just one step for everyone in the world. "

Xu Fengnian asked calmly: 'Why do you say these words? '

Wang Xianzhi said calmly: "I have lived for too long and have seen too many things, but I usually have nothing to say to anyone."

You kid refuses to say your last words, but I want you to die clearly.

If you were an ordinary prince and grandson of a feudal lord, and you were hereditary and abdicated by the machinations of two generations, how could I talk nonsense to you? Even killing you would be dirty. '

When Xu Fengnian was about to speak, Wang Xianzhi waved his hand and said, "I know what you want to say, but whoever has a bigger fist will have a stronger sense."