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The old woman was not angry either. She looked at the child and said with a smile: "Martial arts are grand in the world. Pure martial artists can be capable of punching but not being unreasonable. However, they also value the importance of learning etiquette before learning martial arts and learning virtues before practicing martial arts."

The child crossed his arms across his chest and sneered: "I'm talking about boxing skills with you, and you're going to reason with me? Grandma Bai, I think your boxing skills may not be that high."

The old woman's expression became more amiable, and she walked around the row of eight children, some of whom were already swaying. "The heart is right, the fist is right, the heart is evil, and the fist is evil. So teaching boxing is to teach others."

The child looked at the old woman who was smiling more and more, and knew that something was wrong. He suddenly thought and said loudly: "You are an old woman. It is better to learn boxing from you than from the second shopkeeper. He is a master. I saw it with my own eyes."

He's too good at it! Even though he lost to Cao Ci three times earlier, didn't he also win three games against Yu Xuanfu later?"

The old woman laughed loudly, "You are quite smart, little one. Okay, okay, let's get up and set up stakes with others. If you stand well, you will be beaten less. The six-step walking stick I just taught you is from Mr. Chen's

It came from the side."

The child stood up, rubbed his belly, and grinned. It really hurt.

The old woman smiled, the child's pain was real, it was just flesh, and he would get over it soon.

The child muttered: "I have a lot of food at home, but I don't want to do this."

The old woman glanced at him.

The child immediately wailed: "I'm learning, I can't learn yet."

The old woman felt a little helpless.

My uncle is indeed better at dealing with children.

In fact, even teaching boxing is not something she is good at.

Even though Bai Lianshuang was once the only tenth realm warrior in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Even if she punched her uncle in Ning Mansion, even the old woman felt guilty. She really couldn't be cruel or punch hard.

It's just that my uncle said that the martial arts seeds of the Great Sword Qi Wall are inconspicuous in the Great Sword Qi Wall, so I can't say what the future will be like. To say the least, it is a good thing to have a skilled person next to you.

Chen Ping'an found a secluded area and instantly changed his face to look like a young man.

He secretly took out a borrowed Jianfang long sword from the thing nearby, and then put the broken long sword in the sheath behind his back into the thing nearby. He would still have to return it to Pang Yuanji when the time comes.

After wielding the sword again, his whole aura instantly changed from a slumbering old man to a vigorous young man with bright eyebrows and clear eyes.

On the first and fifteenth day of the Great Refining Flying Sword, the Hate Sword Mountain imitates the sword pine needles and coughs thunder. Unless it is an emergency, one sword must not be used.

The sword "Sword Immortal" and the robe of golden wine, both of the rank of immortal soldiers, have been handed over to Ning Yao.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an's sword-wielding travels, coupled with the sacrifice of one or two "account books" of his natal flying sword, and his true identity as a swordsman, joining the battlefield are the best disguise in itself.

As for the facial skins created by Zhu Lian, they are secondary.

Anyway, having too many skills won’t overwhelm your body, the more the better.

Chen Ping'an's mind moved slightly, Yu Jian quickly went to a higher place, took a look at the battlefield situation, and quickly returned to the ground with Yu Jian.

On the battlefield, thousands of sword cultivators formed formations and moved southward, constantly compressing the demon army to the south.

The most tragic part of the battle was along the golden river. The demon army further south swarmed into the long river where the Sword Immortal was guarding. Often, in the gap after the Sword Immortal handed out his sword, the demon army could instantly pile up on a sloping hillside.

, the invisible barrier squeezing the small world of the long river, the golden long river stirred up by the waves, splashed with blood, and when the waves went back and forth, they left behind countless white bones, and the bones were swept behind

The monster clan covers it layer by layer, constantly eroding the text embankment on the south bank of the golden river.

The sword fairy could only sheath his sword a little, and draw out his sword to clean the battlefield in front of him, lest those bones and flesh accumulate too much on the spot and continue to consume the golden river.

The golden characters of the saints, which are as golden as small seal scripts, and the golden lotus flowers swaying in the long river, are disappearing all the time. It is only the saints of the three religions who continue to bless the long river from a distance that prevent this small world from dissipating too quickly.

On that battlefield, several great demons had already appeared who had personally broken the formation.

In addition, the demon monks with two kinds of magical powers: moving mountains and moving water, constantly smashed the mountain peaks on the golden river and the heads of the sword immortals, or rained down heavy rains filled with yin energy and filth.

There are those big demons who directly use their spells to crack the earth and hollow out the ground, or they control the monsters who are born to be huge, break through the earth and go deep into the ground, then flip over with a roar, tear the ground apart, and forcefully carry the Sword Fairy's sword to slash down.

We must also try to turn the indestructible golden river into a suspended river with no soil to support, so that the demon army on the southern battlefield can quickly connect with the army on the northern battlefield.

The two saints sitting at the two ends of the city used their great powers almost at the same time. Not only did the water in the entire long river surge, pouring down like a waterfall, but the roots of the golden lotus flowers suddenly began to droop along with the water of the long river.

, rooted deeper in the earth, on top of the golden lotus, there are lines of dense golden words wrapped around it. The content of the words are all famous poems by the world's literary giants and poets praising the lotus.

In the long river near the feet of a certain female sword fairy, there is a lotus, which is particularly large and beautiful. It is more than a hundred feet high. It has a clear and far-reaching fragrance. It condenses strands of golden aura, and finally gathers into water drops.

It rolled down on the lotus leaves and made a tinkling sound.

Lines of golden text are like birds clinging to people, like the dancing shadows of trees, so cute and lovely.

"The flowers of land and water are so lovely that they are so beautiful."

"Without vines or branches, it is a pure plant. It emerges from the silt but remains unstained."

The figure of the female sword fairy falls on the spreading lotus leaves. Standing among the golden lotus flowers, the world is a little clearer and full of spiritual energy.

Each time the woman drew her sword, she became more and more fluent and freehand.

At that moment, the already extremely beautiful female Sword Immortal became even more stunning.

There was a male swordsman next to her who used his sword to attack the enemy with great ferocity. He did not hesitate with his sword. At the same time, he spoke to her from the bottom of his heart: "You really don't want to be my sister-in-law?"

The female swordsman Zhou Cheng said calmly: "Mi Yu is just an embroidered pillow. He also likes to say some vitriolic words that I don't understand. I'm extremely bored."

Mi Hu was silent for a moment and then asked: "What about me?"

Zhou Cheng was silent for a moment and then replied: "It's too ugly."

Mi Hu, who had become the Great Sword Immortal not long ago, instead of being annoyed, instead laughed heartily and held out a new sword with outstanding grace.

Between life and death, you can even see the great romance of the Sword Immortal.

Chen Pingan wielded the sword extremely fast all the way, heading straight to a certain southern battlefield to find the swordsman who was the fastest in the chisel formation going south.

There are Diezhang and Dong Heitan holding swords to clear the way, and it is difficult to slow down.

The demon army also gave up the idea of ​​rushing forward. If they could successfully kill those sword cultivators who went out to fight in the city, the credit would be greater than climbing up the city.

What's more, once you get close to the city wall, the sword cultivators stationed there will only become more powerful and they will die quickly. The sword cultivators who are surrounded and hunted on the battlefield can at least survive for a while longer.

Therefore, on the vast battlefield south of the Sword Qi Great Wall and north of the Golden River, encirclement circles of different sizes were formed unintentionally.

Whether near or far, I saw many familiar people.

Sword Immortal Tao Wen was on the front line of the furthest battlefield, and together with the other Sword Immortals, he held on to the golden river.

Nearby, in addition to Pu Yu and Ren Yi whom I met earlier, there is also the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator Ye Zhenchun who serves as the guard sword master, as well as the regulars of the wine shop. They have drank a lot of Zhuhai Dongtian Wine and eaten a lot.

A bowl of Yangchun noodles, and many bachelors and gamblers who lost money on their bets.

Along the way to find Ning Yao and the others, Chen Pingan could only do his best to save several groups of sword cultivators who were in dire situations, allowing them to temporarily leave the encirclement.

According to the rules established by the Yinguan lineage, when it comes to digging a formation south to kill the demon clan, sword cultivators of different realms will have different advancement distances. When they reach that distance, or kill the corresponding number of demon clan, they can do it on their own.

Withdraw north and return to the base of the Sword Qi Great Wall for repairs. If you have spare strength, you can continue to go south. If the damage is serious, then go directly to the top of the city and replace it with a group of sword cultivators who are recharged and rush to the battlefield. It is absolutely impossible.

If you are greedy for merit and rush forward, you can't even think about exchanging your life with the demon clan.

There are two groups of sword cultivators in the lower city on the same front, one retreating and the other advancing. The former must be decisive, otherwise they will be linked to each other. Once the sword cultivators in the lower city refuse to retreat, they will suffer heavy casualties and would rather die than retreat. The latter can only advance in advance.

If you leave the city and repair the holes, over time, the entire north-south front will be completely eroded, turning into a mess that requires additional swordsmen to clean up.

In the final analysis, the Yinguan lineage still hopes that sword cultivators can survive and continue to use swords. Only in this way can more people survive.

It's just a war, but it's destined to keep killing people again and again.

Separation in life and death, on the battlefield, are like a pair of neighbors door to door.

The demon army that was blocked from retreating must be killed, and the sword cultivators of the middle and fifth realms fighting at the Great Sword Qi Wall must minimize their battle losses.

There is an endless stream of migrating armies rushing to the northern battlefield in the wild world. However, every time one of the sword cultivators of the Sword Qi Great Wall dies in battle, it means that the Sword Qi Great Wall loses a portion of its combat power. These are just the entries in the cold ledgers.

Calculation methods, how should people calculate?

On the battlefield where the enemy and we were strangling each other, relatively speaking, the sword cultivator from the city who was closest to the golden river, like a sword formation, all of them stopped in an instant and stopped moving forward.

Even Diezhang, who was excited to kill, sheathed her sword and chose to sweep back dozens of feet. She held the big sword in both hands to Zhenyue, bent slightly, the tip of the sword pressed against the ground, and stood side by side with Dong Hua Fu.

The two of them continued to kill enemies with their natal flying swords.

The reason is very simple. They broke the formation too quickly, and there were always monsters on both sides.

Further back on the battlefield, there is Ning Yao, who is carrying a sword box and wearing a golden robe. The sword box contains the sword fairy, and Ning Yao only holds one sword in his hand.

Twenty feet away on the left and right sides of Ning Yao were Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo.

Fan Dache stood further back again.

Their group of sword cultivators should have continued to advance for more than 150 miles before they began to retreat, intercepting and killing many fish that slipped through the net behind them.

But just now Ning Yao said something, something didn't seem right.

As long as Diezhang and Dong Heitan were not crazy, they had to treat the situation with caution and seriousness, which could make Ning Yao feel something was wrong.

Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo liked to use their respective swords "Jingshu" and "Zidian" as flying swords.

In addition to their respective natal flying swords, the flying trajectories of the two swords were extremely regular. The long sword scripture, about half the height of the waist, quickly drew a large circle with Chen Sanqiu as the center two miles away. Yan Zhuo's purple lightning drew a circle on the neck of the slightly taller ordinary man. The two long swords did not conflict with each other. Once a demon clan relied on luck or brute force to get close to the magic weapon, Fortunately, they broke into the encirclement. The two of them didn't have to worry about it at all. They left everything to Ning Yao and Fan Dache to clean up. It was very simple and straightforward.

As for the circular sword formation of the big shopkeeper Duan Zhang who "cares about the head but not the body", Dong Heitan, Chen Sanqiu and Yan Pei who "crack people", they don't bother to care about the two in front.

Anyway, if there is an accident, Ning Yao, who is in charge of the overall situation, will take action to solve it.

Chen Sanqiu originally had a cloud pattern sword, which he had lent to Fan Dache.

These high-grade swords were all good swords that A Liang borrowed from the imitation white jade capital of the Great Li Dynasty.

Only the Confucian gentleman who was loved by Die Zhang brought the awe-inspiring spirit to the world.

Ning Yao added: "There should be an ambush. I'll hold off the ones with the highest levels later. You can just retreat without worry."

It was almost an understatement like her usual speech, but only through the fact that she was also a woman, she could hear some clues.
To be continued...