Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

"It's really slow."

Su Xuan smiled lightly, lifted the fishing rod in his hand, and pulled a big river fish weighing more than ten kilograms out of the water.

Liusheng Piaoxu took the fishing rod and took down the big fish.

"Take it and kill it, cook a pot of fish with pickled vegetables, and when I return from fighting the enemy, I will have a full meal."

"The servant waits quietly for the son to return in a big victory."

There was a smile between Liu Sheng Piaoxu's eyebrows, this smile was enough to overwhelm the city and the country, but no one in 823 dared to take a second look.

Because under this beautiful face, there is a murderous soul.

Master Xun and Master Xun walked to the middle of the river, stopped, put their hands behind their backs, and looked at the man in the gazebo from afar.

"Shopkeeper Su is still in the mood to go fishing and drink tea."

Master Xun smiled heartily: "This kind of disposition is rare in the world, and he is worthy of being a disciple of the old sword god."

"It's not as good as Master Xun, who travels across mountains and rivers, and also goes to Sanchuan, just to entertain the younger generation."

Su Xuan also laughed.

"Hmph, the child doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, so arrogant."

The mountains and fields rustled, the river seemed to freeze, the waves drooped, and a terrifying aura rose. Two figures came from the sky and landed on the river.

There are purple air coming from the east, there are clouds and mists, there are rosy rays, and there are gods on the land who want to take their lives. One thought changes the world, and one thought makes the people fear.

The sun is dazzling, the rivers are silent, the creatures are terrified, and the void seems to be frozen. These two Confucian land gods and fairylands do not hide their breath.

The billowing coercion is mighty, soaring into the sky, instantly submerging the surrounding mountains and fields, under this terrible coercion.

Fine cracks appeared in the gazebo, and then the cracks expanded rapidly, but it took only a few breaths.

"boom"

The gazebo shattered into ruins.

"presumptuous."

Zhu Yuyan and Liu Sheng Piaoxu's pretty faces turned cold, and the next moment, a terrifying murderous aura burst out of their bodies, and the blood and emptiness shook.

The bloody sword light suddenly appeared, and the sword was majestic, resisting the coercion of the terrestrial fairyland.

Wu Jian's cultivation was at the Diamond Realm, but at this moment he was horrified, as if he was like a leaf falling in the wind, unable to control himself at all, and might be annihilated by the collision of breath at any time.

"Amitabha."

"Goodness is goodness."

"The two benefactors didn't practice in the mountains, so why did they step into the world of mortals, arbitrarily killing, and causing uneasiness in the world."

The voice of the Buddha was genuine, and the Chan chants echoed. An old monk stepped out of the air, pinched flowers in his hands, and held up a golden lotus.

The two white-browed monks recited the Buddha's name in their mouths, and moved the finger with the flower in their hands. In an instant, the coercion of the two Confucian masters of the land gods and fairyland was broken.

"Old bald donkey."

The old monster in the Confucianism sect spoke witty words, and his face was extremely ugly.

"After so many years, the tempers of the two benefactors have not changed."

The white-browed old monk was neither angry nor violent, just stood on the river, confronting the Confucian old monster.

"Haha, it's so lively, how could we be missing?"

Two more figures came hand in hand, Longhushan old celestial master, the third highest Taoist in the world, Jian Wentian.

Falling on the big river, standing on the side of the Confucianism sect, the four strong men of the land gods and fairyland directly overwhelmed the Dharma of the two Buddhist white-browed holy monks.

"My celestial master has long disliked Buddhism."

The old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain had a childlike face, a sword on his back, and a whisk in his hand. He said with a sneer, "Today, you two will be slaughtered together."

The old monk remained expressionless and did not back down, just reciting the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Chapter 130 IX: Martial Arts and Zen Wedding Dress Magical Skills

"When did the five priests of the Taoist sect collude with the Confucian sect?"

An ethereal voice sounded, with a little banter, and then a sword box fell from the sky and landed on the river.

"boom"

The sword box was opened, and the sharpness of the twelve green-edged swords was revealed. Terrible sword energy shot up into the sky, and the sword light roared.

On the Qingfeng sword, the cold light surged, and the coercion of the land fairyland exploded, pointing at the old master of Longhu Mountain.

The clanging of the swords reverberated between the heaven and the earth for a long time, one sword box and twelve Qingfeng swords.

So the old master Longhushan frowned.

"You old monster."

The old Taoist with white hair and childlike face snorted coldly: "The gate was leveled last year, and this year they are colluding. It's really shameless."

The Land Sword Immortal of Xuankong Guan walked out with his hands behind his back, and landed in the river, with his palm resting on the sword box, the Qingfeng sword made a buzzing vibration.

He was not angry, but said indifferently: "I am upright in nature, and I don't see others bullying the less."

"What a straightforward person."

Longhushan old master sneered: "I want to see how upright you are by nature."

After all, the long sword on his back was out of its sheath half an inch, and he pinched the Dao formula with his hands, arousing the pressure of the land gods and fairyland.

however

Next to him, the third sword in the world of Shangqing Daomen did not make a move, but instead looked solemnly, looking into the distance, feeling a little bad in his heart.

Suddenly

On the bank of the great river, the Kongji sword on Zhu Yuyan's back vibrated, and in the dark, an invisible force descended from the sky.

Make her body unable to move.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, I will borrow your Kongji sword."

The voice of the one-armed old man sounded next to his ear, Zhu Yuyan stopped struggling and let the long sword unsheathed, curled up a wisp of sword light, pierced the sky, spanned hundreds of feet in an instant, and flew towards the heart of the river.

The Kongji sword was wrapped with a tyrannical sword intent, and in an instant, the sky and the earth shook, and the rivers and rivers set off turbulent waves.

Jian Guang moved towards No. [-] Under Heaven, Jian Wentian, like thunder and lightning, and the latter trembled all over his body.

As if being topped by some terrifying existence, his face changed slightly, and then the long sword on his back was unsheathed, arousing the coercion of the land fairyland.

A ray of sword light slashed out and headed towards the Kongji sword, but the sword light collapsed instantly, and the icy cold light stopped three feet in front of him.

The aura on Kong Jijian disappeared, and he was suspended like this, neither advancing nor retreating, the sword did not move.

Jian Wentian didn't dare to make the slightest movement, and could only stand there blankly, not even daring to move his fingers.

With a single bite of the Qingfeng sword, Jian Wentian, who was ranked third in the world's martial arts evaluation list in Kyushu, was unable to move.

This is the one-armed old man who re-entered the land fairyland.

Seeing this scene, the old man of Xuan Kong Guan felt inexplicably refreshed. Last year, he was also suppressed by the one-armed old man who came west with his sword.

The same scene reappeared today, but it was someone else who was being persecuted. This feeling is naturally refreshing.

"Hmph, what is number three in the world? It's just a false name."

The old man snorted and sneered.

Xuankong Temple is an evil sect, although it is integrated with Buddhism and Taoism, it is dead with Buddhism and Taoism.

Now, although he has temporarily stopped making peace with Buddhism, he is still at odds with Taoism.

After finally catching the opportunity, it is natural to make a good ridicule, so as to express the anger in my heart.

Jian Wentian's face was flushed, he was ashamed, but he was powerless to refute, he wanted to mobilize his cultivation and shake off the sword.

However, his intuition told him that if he dared to use his sword, he would definitely die today.

But after a cup of tea, the situation changed drastically. The two land gods of the Confucian sect were blocked by the white-browed old monk of the Buddhist sect.

The Heyang royal family's back-hand Longhushan old celestial master and the world's third-ranked Jian Wentian were all stared at by the land sword fairy who was hanging in the sky and the one-armed old man who never showed up.

The situation fell into a strange balance. The small Dahe County had actually gathered eight masters of the land gods and fairylands from the three martial arts schools at this time.

It horrified countless onlookers in the martial arts world. This is a strong man in the land fairyland.

At this time, it looked like a Chinese cabbage, and at the same time, many masters couldn't help looking at the man in white by the river with fearful eyes.

When did Su Xuan surround so many masters, not to mention the two peerless people on the left and right, who slaughtered the upper and lower counties in three days.

Let’s just talk about today’s scene, with so many land gods and wonderlands, it can be described as a rare martial arts event.

The eight powerhouses of the land gods and fairyland seem to have agreed, and at the same time they put away their coercion and aura in a tacit understanding.

If they really wanted to fight, in the same situation, it would be difficult to tell the winner, let alone tell the difference between life and death.

If you want to kill a land god, you must pay a heavy price.

"Both masters, it seems that the helpers you have hired are useless now¨~."

Beside the river, the corners of Su Xuan's mouth slightly raised, showing a smile, and said lightly: "Next, it's our turn.

If you win the Green Bamboo Sword in my hand, Sanchuan belongs to you. If you can't win, then you will save your life. "

"Young master, take the sword."

Zhu Yuyan's red lips parted slightly, her body trembled slightly, and the green bamboo sword on her back was unsheathed. After hiding the sword for a long time, the bamboo sword was unsheathed, green in color all over, exuding a terrifying edge.

The low sound of the sword's cry resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the billowing sharp air roared like a dragon or a tiger. With the long sword in hand, Su Xuan stepped out and stepped into the river.

Walking towards Mr. Xun and Mr. Xun, Mr. Xun is a real land god and fairyland cultivation base, and he is a figure of the same era as the one-armed old man.

The second master Xun is not weak either, claiming to be able to defeat the land gods, he was defeated in the first battle at Jianbei Pass, and since returning to Shengxian Village, he has been retreating.

The two wives of Shengxian Zhuang, today in Dahe County, faced off against Su Xuan, who was number seven in the world in the martial arts evaluation list.

On both sides of the river, countless masters of the rivers and lakes kept their eyes wide open, for fear of missing a little detail. This is a real battle of land gods.

Although Su Xuan was only in the Celestial Phenomena Realm, before the sky fell into the pass, he drove a land god of the Heyang royal family into the mortal world.

In the entire Kyushu, Su Xuan has long been acquiesced as a powerhouse at the level of the land gods and wonderlands.

"I don't know if I'm lucky enough to see the legendary Sword Five today."

A swordsman looked excited, and tremblingly said: "With a sword, Wentian can cut off the three flowers on the top, cut the five qi in the chest, and cut the land gods into the mortal world."

"If I can witness this sword with my own eyes, I will die without regret."

Another gray-haired elderly swordsman sighed.

On the big river, the eight land gods of the three religions retreated one after another, leaving the battlefield to the three master Xun.

It was their battle that determined Sanchuan's true ownership.

"rise"

Master Xun looked at the white-robed man who was walking towards him with a sword in his hand, and he opened his mouth impressively, bursting out with genuine energy, sweeping all directions.

Standing still on top of the waves, the body stood still, and the next moment, the immeasurable river surged and made a violent whistling sound.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The sky and the earth trembled, the air waves hit, and the body of Master Xun was lifted up by the immeasurable water.

The Sanchuan River, like a dragon, soared into the sky and fell behind Mr. Xun. When the land gods made a move, the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

Stretching out his hands, he soared into the sky, holding up the billowing coercion, and two groups of terrifying storms appeared.

The terrifying suction force spread in all directions, sucking all the upstream and downstream river water thousands of feet away.

The scene in front of me at this moment is like a raging river flowing through the sky, everyone who saw this scene.

His body began to tremble, and there was fear in his eyes.

"Is that human being?"