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Chapter 120 Hands together, the Yellow River is retrograde

(Chapter 1.)

The filthy thing rushed straight towards Xu Fengnian on the river, showing her joyful appearance. Her beautiful face seemed to be a woman's joy, but after her face, she gave people a lifeless cold air, without any joy. Especially this monster who had survived for three hundred years had four arms. When she flew over the river, her limbs were swaying with six limbs, and she was wearing a vermilion robe with wide sleeves, which made her look even more strange and terrifying.

Xu Fengnian knew that he had trouble, and just now he acted carefully with Helian Wuwei. He had a good idea and had no intention. He finally deceived the old fox. If he was forced out of his original form by an inexplicable evil object and fought, he would also have suspicion. Not to mention this, Xu Fengnian was unarmed at the moment, neither the Spring and Autumn Sword nor the Spring Thunder Knife. Although the Yin was defeated by Li Dangxin in the Great Vajra Realm, Xu Fengnian did not have this skill. He cursed in his heart and looked around, hoping that there would be a hero or a hero who would help him with justice. Unfortunately, he did not see the same white clothes.

The big devil, Luoyang, did not see any signs of attacking Zhishen. Instead, he saw that the son of Zhongtan, the turtle, looked narrow-minded and happy to see it. He looked at Xu Fengnian for a moment. Zhongtan was too lazy to hide it. Obviously, he was sure that Xu Fengnian would be swallowed by the evil object in one bite, and he disdained to hide his scheming with the dying person. After all, he always held the moral integrity and took a step and stopped him in front of Xu Fengnian. He should have wanted to bet on Zhishen's magical powers for the purpose of stealing the tomb. He never thought that Zhishen's magical powers would be extremely stable, and he squinted his eyes and just stood by.

Faced with this sudden disaster, Xu Fengnian sighed in his heart. He didn't have the shame of letting the old jin, who was just as powerful as a rule, step out and crossed Helian Wuwei's body. His introverted energy leaked out five or six minutes, but it had rolled away like thunder. The dark objects raised in the Princess' tomb were close at hand. The bright and blood-like robe changed happily and became a pity for Ksitigarbha. His four hands were like prisons to cover Xu Fengnian's head. Xu Fengnian twisted his feet and performed a shaking pose with empty hands. The green shirt Xu Fengnian wrapped the water by the river, like a green dragon drawing water. He had the first short-term contact with the dark object. The red robe's dark object was bounced away, and his arms were still hooked on his shoulders. Fortunately, he had never seen the bones. Xu Fengnian, who dared not resist the enemy, was instantly pulled up by the dark object and threw it backwards to the surging water surface of the Yellow River.

The old-fashioned joyful look of the Yin object. Seeing Xu Fengnian bent her knees, squatting on the river surface, slapped the flowing water with her palm, and flew towards the opposite bank. The Yin object chased her straight, and her body was faster than the retreating Xu Fengnian. It was only two feet away from the river surface. The Yin object's dazzling red robe made a few almost silent puff sounds, but it still stuck to Xu Fengnian's head and hands with all four hands. When it was about to tear it, Xu Fengnian looked at the happy face several feet away, and his whole body was in a state of breath. He fell into the turbid river water with the Yin object. At the moment he entered the river, except for the two swords that were exposed just now, he could not care whether there were clues. The other ten flying swords all came out of their sleeves. Not only that

, Dahuangting Mirage protects the body, and then draw the gourds in the same way, the thousand swords of water raised at the Dunhuang gate of Luoyang last time, and the sword energy rolled into the dragon wall, rushing towards the extremely hateful evil object. In addition, there are immortals who caress the top and match the slap with the slap. They ignore it and shoot at the dark objects. Fortunately, it is almost a hidden place at the bottom of the river. If it is on land, this inferior method of fighting with a rogue woman is really embarrassing, but it is not a matter of structure, but it is quite powerful. The evil object was obviously touched by several destructible monuments, and one person and one monster completely slipped away at the bottom of the river. Several rugged reefs were broken or broken, just like a joint collision between a mountain.

Perhaps Xu Fengnian had endless methods, and the monster was not smart enough to be considered aware. For a moment, Xu Fengnian took the initiative. In addition to not breaking free, Xu Fengnian was not seriously injured, and the river water was dirty. Xu Fengnian could not see clearly whether it was a happy or compassionate person. With the support of Dahuangting's cultivation and the Great Vajra body, he passed the air and the air reached Kunlun and circulated continuously. This time, the fight was so refreshing.

Everyone on the shore had different expressions, but they all ran downstream along the shore. Helian Wuwei's face turned pale and glared at his magical power first. Seeing this guy's expression with a salty and light expression, he saved his energy and thought about how to rescue Xu Fengnian. Not to mention the boy's sensitive identity, just because of this time, Helian Wuwei couldn't bear to die in the Yellow River for no reason. He took a step back and said that once Xu Fengnian died in front of him, if Xu Crack did not lose his heart and madly, he really thought that the Iron Cavalry of Beiliang would not have the courage to step on to Xihezhou? Although the general immediately gained military merits,

It is necessary to have the awareness of the general's death. Helian Wuwei is not afraid of war, or even any misfortune of creatures. But the old man just thought that one day he would face Gu Jiantang's army and did not want to be hostile to the battlefield with the slaughter of life. In the distance, there were more than a dozen guards who held the orders and were on standby. When the evil object suddenly attacked, he galloped towards Helian Wuwei. The old man issued a deep order and went to Jiejiangtai to mobilize a thousand elite troops to help. Helian Wuwei was originally a guest guest of the Princess's tomb who was biased towards big thoughts, and he was not afraid of tearing his face with Xiaoyindou's lineage. He dared to commit murder in front of me. Is it really useless to control the Blue Army?

It is particularly easy for outsiders to grow sandalwood. They don’t care about their own affairs. They can watch a good show. They still feel like flirting with the maid while running. "This guy turns out to be a real person who doesn’t show his appearance. The white-faced scholar who looks soft and weak can actually fight the attack of the filthy thing head-on. If I were to say it in advance, you can’t fall in love with him at first sight."

The maid Liu Daogu's exquisite sachet with half-face makeup embroidered with a woman's face makeup, subconsciously touched the sachet and said helplessly: "Young Master is joking."

Lu Gui remained unmoved. Lu Ci was a complete scholar. He might as well not join in this fun and stay away from right and wrong. He could not afford to offend him. He even had the same magical power. One was a general, the other was a first-class powerful man in Beimang. Her Majesty the Queen had to weigh the pros and cons. Lu Gui could always avoid him. When Lu Chen wanted to follow the team, he was stopped by him. Lu Chen turned his back to his father, his shoulders trembled, and looked at the rebellious river surface that occasionally splashed several feet. He was so stingy that he had never even told me that he was dead like this? Eighteen puppets, Caiyi, like a toy, stood up again, soaring from all directions, the colorful clothes were long and ethereal, and they looked very beautiful. He rushed into the river again.

Xu Fengnian was busy under the water. He either opened the river in the Shu style or formed black hair with twelve flying swords. In short, how can the Yin objects not be allowed to approach the body? He used all the skills to put the box together. Anyway, when everyone was not able to see the real situation, he could have a lot of joy in the bitterness. The Yin objects' killing wrists have not yet been revealed, but they were shot and pierced by dozens of flying swords, and there was no decline at all, which shows its ability. The rich red robe always wandered around Xu Fengnian within three meters of the surrounding area, and the ghosts did not dissipate, like a gangrene attached to the bone. The good times did not last long. When the eighteen colorful clothes entered the water one after another, like thunder, Xu Fengnian began to feel embarrassed.

The women were dead bodies that were not aware of the pain, without the so-called fatal injuries. Each long sleeve was a long sword, which hit the chest at one time, and a reef was smashed by Xu Fengnian's back. This hunting made Xu Fengnian remember the dangerous scene against Tuoba Bodhisattva on the grassland, and began to become sinister, full of resentment, and he made a ruthless sleeve, pulled the sleeve with his right hand, pulled it forward, and stroked the immortal with his left hand, slapped the colorful clothes from head to toe, and the ownerless colorful clothes that had lost their support floated on the water. This touch of beauty was fleeting on the river surface and disappeared in the rolling eastward water.

The Yin object is very patient, and the four hands are indeed not white. They pull the remaining colorful clothes into the water. If they fail to hit the blow, they will come out of water. They wait for an opportunity to move, which makes Xu Fengnian tired of dealing with it. Suddenly the pressure suddenly decreases. At the same time, they lose the energy of the red robe and colorful clothes. Even if they swim under the water, there is still a roar of extra trembling eardrums in Xu Fengnian's ears. Xu Fengnian cursed in his heart, it was a fall!

When visiting the Yellow River with Helian Wuwei, the old man said there was a magnificent viewing spot. The huge rocks on both sides were steep, and the estuary was shrinking and tied up like a woman's slender waist. The Wanjun River water gathered and fell into a canyon-shaped canyon river trough. The flow down three thousand feet straight down, which was enough to make the viewers sway. The key problem was that Xu Fengnian was in it, without any leisure at all. He knew that the next moment was the violent killing of the vermilion-sided objects, and he concentrated his energy.

Sure enough, the water fell to the mouth of the giant pot, and Xu Fengnian was washed out of the water column by inertia. For a moment, the air was suspended and frozen. The water mist rose. The river water in the big pot under Xu Fengnian's feet was boiling, and the dark object was only in a slightly lower air. A happy face was really festive. The seventeen colorful clothes were out of their sleeves at the same time. Xu Fengnian swung half of them, but was surrounded by more than ten long sleeves. Once this technique succeeded, it would be a hundred times more violent than the dismemberment of five horses.

In a dead state, Xu Fengnian's body did not fall but rose. The qi in his body flowed like a river entering the sea. One orifice rushed into one orifice, and one line penetrated one line. His two palms slammed, making a monk's gesture of ceremonial ceremonies with his hands clasped together.

With this combination.

A whole spectacular waterfall was astonished as a result.

The Yellow River water that has flowed to the sea for thousands of years has gone up against the current.

The river water has a fault that has never been encountered in a century, and the cliff behind Xu Fengnian reveals his true face, which is shocking.

The entire Nine Dragons Wall is covered with ferocious Nine Dragons, fighting for a huge bead, lifelike. The surging river water has washed away for nearly a thousand years, but the dragon wall is still not blurred at all. The profound and mysterious carvings back then are simply incredible.

At a critical moment, the red robe's yin material revealed a daze and absent mind.

Xu Fengnian, the initiator who made the wonders come back to the world, did not know how grand the picture behind him was. If he dared to be distracted at this time, Xu Fengnian could not withstand the extra life. Since the Yin object showed flaws openly, he would take it as a precaution. He clasped his hands together to accumulate strength, put his palms on the palms, and his palms suddenly opened. Logically speaking, the energy of qi, whether it is Taoist true energy or Confucian righteous energy, is like obscure classics. Since ancient times, it has been mysterious and mysterious, and has always been meditative but invisible. This is common sense, but Xu Fengnian's palm, which had a purple seal on his eyebrows, condensed into shape, and a purple air clearly visible to the naked eye appeared.

Purple Qi comes from the east.

Purple with gold.

The purple gold was breathing like a dragon, piercing through the seventeen colorful clothes. The dark object watched the puppet carefully crafted by the Princess Tomb was blown up. It stared at the dazzling purple gold, stretched out its tongue and licked the corner of its mouth, as if the gluttons were seeing the delicious food in the world. The colorful clothes crashed one after another in turn in the river trough filled with clouds, and then there was no trace again. The vermilion-red and dirty monster, which was a prodigal son, opened its mouth wide, and its abdomen shrank, and it sucked quickly. Xu Fengnian had not been able to pull the purple air that he had never expected to return to his body. He saw that the purple gold, which was only one-third of the thickness, was left to inhaling the vagina into his mouth, and his eyes were soaked with purple air. The joyful look became more and more bizarre and cold. Its cheeks swelled, and after chewing, it swept to Xu Fengnian at the end of his strength, and his four hands hit his chest at the same time!

Xu Fengnian's mirage immediately collapsed, like a building collapsed. Only then did he know clearly how spicy and heavy the Yin object's means were. It was not stupid or weak, but it was too smart. Not only did he know how to show his enemy's weakness, he would consume the opponent's energy and energy bit by bit, but he also knew that he would give a fatal blow at the right time.

The power of the attack did not open the belly, but it also made Xu Fengnian float toward a huge stone wall carved behind him with a nine-dragon robbery beads.

The river water that had a pause on its head poured down again.

Xu Fengnian was about to do his best to exchange his life for the monster. From the corner of his eyes, he saw white clothes floating, pressing his hand on the face of the evil object with compassion, pushing towards the Nine Dragon Stone Wall. When he passed by Xu Fengnian, he gently pushed out, and the two of them rushed towards the dragon wall with a vermilion and red yin object.

Baiyi held down the bead carved into the shape of a black bead with one palm, and sank it a few inches into the dragon wall. A large mountain wall suddenly turned upside down, and the three of them were smashed into the wall by the rotating wall.

Outside the wall, the rivers are still flowing.
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