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Jiang Ni seemed obsessed with watching the fruits and vegetables grow up little by little. When they were free, they squatted in the vegetable garden to stare. The poor divine talisman dagger was both a hoe and a hatchet. Xu Fengnian took Yuemingxing to fertilize the vegetable garden one day, but was caught by Jiang Ni, who couldn't sleep. She was crazy and chased half of the mountain with the divine talisman. In the next few days, Xu Fengnian didn't dare to go back to the hut. Every meal was caught with wild animals and barbecue to deal with it. At first, Hong Xixiang didn't dare to follow the big fish and meat, but later, she couldn't stand the greed in her stomach. After a start, she was out of control. As soon as she met, she glared at His Royal Highness, and asked with a smile what she had caught today. This was very inconsistent with the rules and regulations on the mountain.

Xu Fengnian admired her ability to tolerate this bull riding rambling in her ears every day, like a gadfly on the ass of the green cow.

After moving hundreds of books up the mountain, Xu Fengnian certainly didn't want to make a two-legged bookcase. When he read it ignorant, he caught Hong Xixiang and explained it. The most interesting thing is that many seemingly unsolvable and clever moves are often cracked in another secret book. This kind of contradiction that requires patience to be found most benefited Xu Fengnian. Now the level of his prince's sword skills is hard to say, but his vision is a little bit more than several levels. During this period, Xu Fengnian took out a long-lost book "Daoju Fighting" used as a physical training classic. The moves are simple, but the moves are fierce and domineering, striving to kill one, and then ask Wudang for another.

Xu Fengnian didn't like his name's boxing technique, but Hong Xixiang was so shameless that he was recommended by his face. He bragged so much that he was almost no match for the world's number one. At first, Xu Fengnian still refused. The thirsty uncle of the master had to work hard to play the finale. Even Xu Fengnian had to admit that he was really shocked by this guy: the ox rider picked a handful of bamboo leaves, scattered it out in the strong wind, and then followed the bamboo leaves and stuck it out with his palm. Xu Fengnian only saw him swaying like a drunkard there, "jumping around", but stuck all the bamboo leaves back into his palm.

Xu Fengnian, who had chewed a wild pheasant's leg and got the boxing guide but was still unsuccessful, had to ask: "The more you practice this boxing technique, the more you look like something a girl plays with. Shouldn't you deliberately cheat me?"

Uncle Master, who was soft-eating, touched the greasy mouth and said seriously: "How dare Xiaodao fool the prince!"

Xu Fengnian said suspiciously: "Who created the boxing technique?"

Uncle Master's eyes were circling, and he swallowed the wild pheasant meat with big mouths, and said dryly: "Your Highness, you won't delay your sword practice, I have to go herd cattle."

Xu Fengnian pressed Hong Xixiang's shoulder with a scabbard and sneered: "If you don't say it, just throw out all the things you eat."

Uncle Master said mysteriously: "It was found by Xiaodao accidentally on the top floor of Xuanyue Palace. It was a long time and cannot be verified. It must be the hard work of a certain senior."

Xu Fengnian closed his knife, sinking his energy into his dantian, and according to the boxing technique, he drew six circles in the air, one by one, one by one, and one by one, but he always felt that the wrists of the bamboo forest were several mountains that were different from the day when he rode the cow. Not to mention the similarity of spirit, the similarity of shape was not satisfactory. Uncle Master, who was busy holding the green cow, looked at Xu Fengnian's posture, nodded slightly, and said with a bright smile: "This set of fists ranged from Bagua to Four Symbols, and Santa until Liangyi to deduce them all the way back, but it was still far from Taiji Wuji, and His Royal Highness's technique was already

The scriptures are quite light, flexible, open and close in an orderly manner, and are extremely difficult. They are much faster than I did at the beginning, but there are still some small flaws that need to be corrected. If "The Great Bolt Fighting" is a method of crushing a thousand pounds to kill a thousand pounds, this set of boxing is a trick to achieve one or two. When practicing, Your Highness needs to remember one point: when punching the place where the lie down cow, seeking small but not big, seeking quiet but not moving, you can get the wonderfulness of all things in your life. To reach the peak, a feather cannot be added, a fly cannot fall, a leaf can know autumn, and a bud can know spring."

Xu Fengnian thought about it and chewed it, sneered: "It's just some use to punch the lying cow, and the rest are nonsense."

Hong Xixiang smiled and did not refute.

Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You are riding a cow, you like eating meat so much, there are the most yellow cranes on this mountain, why don't you just trick me down?"

Hong Xixiang laughed dryly and said, "It's impossible to use it. Wudang Cranes are spiritual, and they are all my childhood playmates. Killing them is more uncomfortable than killing me."

Xu Fengnian joked: "Can you ride on the crane's back and play? Isn't there a kind of ascension to the immortals of Taoism riding a crane ascends?"

Hong Xixiang shook her head and said, "I never thought about this. I have been afraid of heights since I was a child."

Xu Fengnian said contemptuously: "I am afraid of going down the mountain, afraid of heights, afraid of women, what else are you not afraid of?"

Hong Xixiang sighed heavily, with a sad face.

The man riding a bull suddenly raised his ears and said carefully: "Your Highness, I will go to the cow first, you'd better go back to the hut and take a look."

Xu Fengnian held the embroidered winter knife tightly and rushed back. Who else could have eaten the bear heart and leopard courage on the mountain to make trouble for him? If there were any, it would definitely not be an ordinary character. Seeing the hut, Xu Fengnian stopped suddenly and walked slowly through the bamboo forest. Outside the house, there were three uninvited guests with strange faces, not wearing Wudang linen or silk Taoist robe. There was a delicate young man with a rich and beautiful dress in the middle. Xu Fengnian was very familiar with the style of Zhong Mingding Ding and eating others. He could see his wealth at a glance. This kid had a very skillful job in Shu embroidery knitting and rare things that were priceless. This is second. He played with two night pearls in his hand, with excellent texture, and was known as the dragon ball and phoenix eyes. Each of them was a top-quality toy. It was even more difficult to make up a pair, and the tribute was just like this.

There were two middle-aged men standing beside the arrogant young man, one with a big waist and ten circumference, a sturdy body with a standard swallow chin and tiger beard, and a leopard head and a round eyes. Xu Fengnian's comments were that this guy looked so good that he could suppress ghosts and exorcises evil spirits. The big man hung a simple double sword around his waist, one long and one short. He stood a little farther away. The other white and bent face was closer to the young man, bent down slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and wore a simple white shirt, which always gave people the cold impression of a silver ring snake.

Jiang Ni, who was standing in the vegetable garden, had red eyes and stared at the three people. His lips had been bitten out of blood. A five-finger palm mark was left on his delicate cheeks, which was red and swollen.

The vegetable garden she carefully cultivated has been destroyed. The wooden frames have fallen and the seedlings have been broken, and they have almost been turned upside down.

His Royal Highness was just kindly watering and fertilizing, and was chased and killed by Jiang Ni. The vegetable garden was pounded into such a field. She must have worked hard, but her opponents were numerous and powerful, and they were not compassionate and kind, so she suffered a loss. Perhaps in Jiang Ni's opinion, the Northern Liang Palace is a luxurious and desolate bird cage, but who dares to point fingers at her except for His Royal Highness who raises birds? Not to mention slapping her in the face.

Xu Fengnian, who was wrapped in cloth and holding a knife with both hands, had a heavy face as deep as water, and walked straight towards the three of them barefoot.

Jiang Ni, this prince can bully you, you can't bully!

Whatever is your father and mother?

The handsome young man gently turned his head and nose. There were some freckles on the tip of the Ocean Empire. He glanced at Xu Fengnian who was walking towards him, and looked contemptuous. When his eyes turned to Xu Fengnian's left hand, he slowly said: "Yeah, this knife looks good, I like it tightly. Go, break his hands, and the knife belongs to me."

Upon hearing this, the man looked at Xu Fengnian with a little pity.

From beginning to end, Xu Fengnian didn't say a single word.

Ten steps away from the strong man, he rushed forward suddenly, Xiongdong was unsheathed, and a very neat knife was slashed at three steps, whistling into a wind.

The man who had not originally planned to make a knife had a sharp light, and without seeing how he drew his sword, he blocked Xu Fengnian's sharp knife from his left waist.

The handle of the short knife is wrapped in gold and silver wire, and is well-made, and is a good knife for full-time infantry battles.

Xu Fengnian was blocked by the edge of the sword, and she did not just compete with her strength. She took advantage of the situation to draw a stunning arc. Her figure turned as soon as she turned, and her second sword swept out.

The great man of Xiongkui showed a hint of surprise and quickly restrained his thoughts of underestimating the enemy. He took half a step back with his right foot, swung a large wheel with his left arm and slashed it in the air. He would not defend, but instead use his natural divine power to destroy it, sweep the boy with a knife in front of him, and could no longer lift the knife.

Xu Fengnian, who had been taught by the white-haired Lao Kui, avoided his blade and suddenly showed an additional three-point force to hide. His speed was almost the same as the draw of the big man's sword. In a flash, he avoided the big man's stern slash. Xu Fengnian intentionally or unintentionally integrated the boxing technique of riding a bull into the knife technique. His body was like a gyro, one round after another, and his speed did not decrease but increased. Combined with the self-understanding hob technique, it was simply seamless. In the face of the crisis, it burst into an unreachable state, and it was truly accomplished in one go, and the energy was constantly swelling. Xu Fengnian spoke in a breath and was comfortable, so that the second embroidered winter sweep was far better than the first momentum.

The man who failed the sword was glaring at the edge of the sky. This kid was not aware of his life or death. He had a weird sword and a tricky angle. It was a pity for his peers. He was so angry that he had not yet pulled out his long sword with his right hand, but his short sword with his left hand began to leave room for nothing. His wrist creaked without warning, and suddenly the blade was raised upwards, as if he had caught a big whale in the East China Sea, and suddenly hit Xiu Dong's extremely clear blade. Xu Fengnian's alarm clock jumped out for no reason. He subconsciously tried his best to sweep back, and stepped on a string of messy small arcs under his feet, finally stabbing his body.

Swallowed a mouthful of blood back to his stomach, and the embroidered winter in his hand did not tremble at all.

The strong man with two swords was not in a hurry to pursue him and remained motionless.

The young master who was about to interrupt Xu Fengnian's hands whispered to the man around him without any need.

Xu Fengnian tore off the cloth strip with his right hand, Xiu Dong turned left and right, just staring at the short knife of the big man who was afraid of three Jiang Ni in front of him, and said, "Good knife, I thought that once the country was destroyed, the jail swords that were only for the royal nobles of the East Yue Dynasty were all confiscated into the national treasury. The big one was named the jail sword, and the small one was named the jail sword. I never thought that I could see the true face of this pair of beautiful women here."

The strong man with Man Jin hanging on his waist showed a strange look on his face, pulled the corner of his mouth, and said, "Good eyesight."

Xu Fengnian pretended to be naive and said, "Then aren't you the Dongyue royal family that has lost its country? How could you run to Wudang Mountain to bite people?"

The strong man who was poked into the weak point was not angry. His calm cultivation skills were as outstanding as his swordsmanship, but he said calmly: "I have given you ten stops to rest, is it enough?"

Xu Fengnian held Xiu Dong in his right hand and did not speak.

The young master with freckles on his nose said impatiently: "What are you nagging to him? I just need a knife. After breaking this man's hands, he will die or live. Leave it to fate!"

Xu Fengnian, whose left hand was covered in blood, unexpectedly lifted the scabbard because he was afraid that his opponent would have two swords and would suffer losses against the enemy with one sword?

Seeing this situation, the fallen people from Dongyue sneered.

Xu Fengnian once again sprinted with his life. The hoisting knife was like a snowball. The achievements of half a year of sword training were fully realized. The lonely ghost left by Dongyue easily broke Xu Fengnian's moves that had no routine at all. He deliberately wanted to wait for the moment when Xu Fengnian's qi had to change to kill him. This torture was like a knife cramming his neck, but he did not allow the sword to exhale. When Xu Fengnian was exhausted, he resisted the opponent's powerful and powerful slash. At the same time, the left scabbard was thrown out like a wild arrow, shooting like an arrow, and penetrated the young master's chest. The Dongyue swordsman's eyelid twitched and turned his head against the taboo of fighting formation to determine whether this damn throw would cause a bad result he could not bear.

This was Xu Fengnian's best chance to hurt the enemy, but when he saw the big man's right hand move from the corner of his eye, Xu Fengnian knew something was wrong, so he forced himself to suppress the urge to make a knife, and retreated again and again. Sure enough, while Dongyue's lonely soul turned his head, the sword of the savage was unsheathed, and a crack of two feet deep was drawn on the mud in front of Xu Fengnian.

shocking.

Xu Fengnian took the time to adjust the energy, but also looked at the embroidered winter scabbard.

I saw a man in a white shirt poking his arms out and gently pinched Xu Fengnian's sure-lose scabbard.

The young master didn't know whether he had no response to the crisis or his natural demeanor, but laughed: "You are an embroidered pillow, you want to kill me with a trick of carving insects? You are not afraid of making a joke. Do you know who these two people in front of you are?"

Seeing that Dongyue swordsman had no intention of taking a knife, Xu Fengnian finally had the opportunity to carefully look at the young master who had only been freckled by His Royal Highness a few times. He immediately knew in his heart and smiled and said, "Miss, let's talk about it and see if it can scare me."

The young master's face was flushed, he raised his leg and kicked the white middle-aged man beside him, screaming: "Kill him!"

The man finally opened his golden mouth, his voice sharp and harsh, neither yin nor yang, "seeking death."

Without seeing his movements, the embroidered winter scabbard shot towards Xu Fengnian's neck like a thunderous attack.

The Dongyue swordsman who stood in front of Xu Fengnian took a little to the toe and gave up his position.

If he doesn't hide, he will be pierced into a big hole first.

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes, not accepting his fate, but betting on his fate.

The wind suddenly rose, and the prince's prince's bamboo forest was tilted towards everyone, forming a pilgrimage, which was exactly the same as the eighty-one peaks facing the top, as if the secrets of heaven were being pulled.

An old Taoist priest floated out, and his indescribable posture was as fairy as a god.

He casually "retrieve" the scabbard, then put it slightly, and just put the embroidered Dong in Xu Fengnian's hand into the sheath.

The old Taoist priest stood quietly beside Xu Fengnian.

The guy who dressed up but Xu Fengnian kicked the man with a scabbard again and scolded: "Useless things! Kill them all for me!"

The young master uncle hiding in the bamboo forest sighed: "This mountain is really impossible to go down. The women at the foot of the mountain are all tigresses."
Chapter completed!