On the second floor of the restaurant, the sword energy that was in the same spirit as the sword body was added fuel to the fire in Luoyang. The sword energy suddenly rose, which surprised Xu Fengnian. He quickly drove out eight swords to form a thunder pool to resist. The flying sword and the sword energy seemed to be fighting in the same room. The sword energy hit the flying sword, ding ding dong dong. Xu Fengnian's behavior was also unexpected. He did not rush to destroy the sword energy, but retreated like this, and moved around on the second floor, cutting off the sword energy bit by bit, until

The sword energy was completely eliminated. After that, Luoyang went downstairs and pressed forward step by step. Song Nianqing didn't care about the main master upstairs, Chen Zhong and Mu drum two swords, and then the right time, place and people and three swords. Next, Zhaodan's sword, totaling eight swords, were all well-deserved new swords, just like new trees in swords, making people shine. Especially the three swords that steal the celestial realm and then the staggering sword of Zhaodan's sword, which opened Xu Fengnian's eyes and put aside the sword and went astray, both opened Xu Fengnian's eyes and left the sword to go the wrong way.

Not to mention the flying sword technique, Xu Fengnian's swordsmanship can barely be considered as entering the house, but his vision is excellent. Swordsman Song Nianqing passed the sword step by step. Even if Xu Fengnian was careful to guard against Liu Haoshi who was hidden in the dark, he could not turn his eyes and dare not miss a trace. Looking at the sword is like a word appreciation. The outsider might just think that a piece of writing is like a dragon and a snake, but he could not get into it by himself. If he doesn't know the reason for the muscles and bones, he will not know the rules of outlining, so he will not be able to enter.

That is why most people in the world want to ask for a master to lead the door? Xu Fengnian is like a spectator who often reads calligraphy and writes. Some of the calligraphy that attracts eyes is beautiful and beautiful, some are far and powerful, and some are very strict, but they are all happy. Xu Fengnian has an unknown arrogant thought in his heart, hoping that one day in the future, he can make a big peak in his own swordsman's altar. There are not many trees on the peak, but they must be towering.

Xu Fengnian looked at the old horse on the street with swords. Fourteen and eighteen. I wonder if Song Nianqing could cross the remaining six moves of Zhixuan to reach the celestial phenomena. If he stayed in Zhixuan, it would be a fool to cause harm to Luoyang. Luoyang is not a member of the three religions. Her realm is a real martial arts master, and she is the same path as Wang Xianzhi, and she is extremely domineering. She had fought the top five masters in the world, Tuoba Bodhisattva, Deng Taia, and Hong Jingyan, and Hong Jingyan, and Hong Jingyan was even pulled down from the fourth throne by him. When he met such a female devil with almost no flaws, let alone the Sword of Zhixuan, I am afraid that the Sky Sword would not have a chance of winning by 55 points.

After a brief shock and anger, Song Nianqing sighed: "I am a poor person and I have been in seclusion for many years. I never thought of becoming a frog in the well. It was not until this time that I remembered that a woman in white was blocked by the Qingdu River to stop the useless monk. Finally guessed your identity. I don't know if it was too late."

Luoyang said that she wanted to teach Song Nianqing a sword, but she didn't see where she took the sword from, nor did she use external objects to make a sword. She just stretched out her left hand to her chest, her palm facing up, and her right hand slowly pressed down.

Song Nianqing, who was standing next to the horse, looked up at the gray sky, and wiped it together on the six swords hanging on the horse's back. The sword was not sheathed, and the three swords were scattered, and the three swords were hanging in the air, landing in all directions at will, seemingly messy.

Song Nianqing said to himself: "I hold a sword for my whole life, marry and have children, and I only regard it as a troublesome thing in the inheritance of incense, for fear of delaying the progress of sword art. Forty years ago, I had a trace of enlightenment and almost achieved a sword immortal. Twenty years ago, by chance, I watched the sea of ​​clouds in a blessed land, and a red sun rose eastward, as if I suddenly jumped into the world, and felt it again, but I still gave up the sword. Since then, I have begun to retreat, and I just want to proceed step by step, first enter the celestial phenomena, and then enter the land.

The earth god. I gradually gained something, and I realized that I was born in the sword pool in my life. The first time I chose a sword was the peerless sword. The sword score I got for the first time was a master of high-quality calligraphy. The first time I practiced internal skills was also a peerless mental method. The mentor who taught me to practice swords was even more of the generation of sword masters. It was smooth sailing and my sword cultivation was still left behind by some idiots from the mountains and rivers of the city. I realized that everything was unfair and how could I resonate with the heaven and earth?”

Luoyang ignored Song Nianqing's insights, and even more so, the six swords standing between heaven and earth. The palms of both hands seemed to fit together, but there was still a gap left.

A strange phenomenon in heaven and earth.

Xu Fengnian gasped. The highest point in the city was a Taoist bell tower. The eaves of the tower were pressed and broken by invisible heaven and man. Then the bell tower collapsed downwards in an unusually flat manner. A thousand-year-old tower, second only to the Taoist bell tower in the city, began to be crushed. All the taller buildings in the city began to collapse downwards, and the scene of a one-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-size-fits-all-odd-size-fits-all-odd-size-fits-all-odd-size-fits-all-odd-size-fits-all-odd-size-fits-all-odd-size-fits-all-odd-size-fits-all-odd-size-fits-size-fits-all-odd-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits-size-fits

The heaven and earth are in harmony, and there is only one line left, and this line is Luoyang's sword.

Song Nianqing's face was solemn, and three swords in the air were stabbed upwards, and the three swords on the ground were penetrated downwards, obviously trying his best to show a mighty posture.

There is still three feet high in this line between heaven and earth. Needless to say, the high walls on the top of the city have long been completely destroyed.

The elite cavalry who had been transferred from other places to clear the city was really a coincidence. If they were not their "foresight" and under the might of this powerful sword in Luoyang, it would be a sure thing that nearly 10,000 people would be left untold.

The more Xu Fengnian was at the moment when the overall situation was settled, the less he had forgotten that there were three masters, Murong Longshui and the old man in the city. Murong Longshui and the old man were indeed in the city, and not far away from this, three streets were across the city. Murong Longshui sat on the wall of a low alley. He got a pot of wine from somewhere, sat cross-legged, and put a bag of broken mouths in his robe to eat. Lao Moe stood in the alley and made the same move as Xu Fengnian. He stomped hard, and the bluestone slabs in the whole alley were cracked. The old man sighed: "I never expected that after the battle between Luoyang and Tuoba Bodhisattva in the extreme north ice field, his wrist became more and more vicious and difficult. Princess, with her here, should we interfere? I am afraid that the chestnut was taken from the fire, and instead of eating the roast chestnut, he would cause trouble."

Murong Longshui bounced a few peanuts, one far and one near, and watched them slamming, saying, "This kind of immortal method of controlling the world is the general principle of borrowing swords with Daxueping. After all, it is still impossible to be impeccable everywhere. The sword sword is invincible, and your whereabouts are destined to be noticed, but it is not impossible to fight for a glimmer of life. I am afraid that the Zhao guard dog in Tai'an City will be a scoundrel before Luoyang dealt with us before taking action. However, it will be even more difficult for him to kill Xu Fengnian, so it depends on how this Liuhao Master chooses. I believe that Xu Fengnian's head should be more valuable than the addition of you and me. Besides, I heard that this old man has personal grudges and hatred with Beiliang. In short, let's stay away and watch the show. Luoyang is unstable. If he annoys her, I don't want to die in Liyang."

Murong Longshui gently fell into the alley, and Lao Moe was about to leave. Princess Gao Zhuang glanced at Lao Moe's hurried back and smiled.

On the street, Song Nianqing's three floating swords began to fall, and the three swords into the ground began to rise. The six swords were all trembling and swaying.

Song Nianqing closed his eyes and focused his mind.

People have seven orifices. Whenever a sword breaks, the sword master Song Nianqing will have blood on his orifice.

When the six swords were completely broken, Song Nianqing's eyes, ears and arms were bleeding profusely. The miserable appearance of this sword master was really terrifying.

But Song Nianqing's expression was still calm.

Since only the seven orifices are bleeding from the six orifices, it means that in addition to the fourteen horse-backed swords on the surface, Song Nianqing, the number one in the sword pool, is very likely to have a sword hidden.

When Song Nianqing finally spoke out and took out his sword, Xu Fengnian, who was probably leaving his last words, was only half right. The princess and Lao E were in the city, but Master Liu Yao was not waiting for an opportunity to lurk in the city.

Ten miles away from the city.

An old-fashioned old man stood there and waited until Luoyang started to move his hands together, and then he began to move his steps very slowly.

The first step is less than half of an ordinary person’s step.

The second step is a little faster, no different from ordinary people.

The third step is the two-step spacing of ordinary people's feet.

And so on.

A thunder thunder rushes towards the city.
Chapter completed!