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Chapter 165: Harmony of Yin and Yang

Zhang Yange seemed to have entered a mysterious and mysterious state.

He saw Lao Zhang and also saw himself!

"The harmony of yin and yang!"

In that world of light and shadow, Lao Zhang continued.

boom!

Zhang Yange opened his eyes, and Nangong asked, "Is that your master?"

"Did you see it too?" Zhang Yange looked at her in disbelief.

"Yeah." Nangong nodded.

She gently took off the hairpin on her head and said to Zhang Yange, "I have a secret I want to tell you!"

She walked step by step to Zhang Yange.

Zhang Yange swallowed. A normal man would not be able to stand seeing this scene.

"Do you want to know?" She whispered softly in Zhang Yange's ear.

Who can bear this!

Nangong's robe fell to the floor, and Zhang Yange picked her up by the waist.

After one night, yin and yang really harmonize...

The next day Nangong returned to her appearance as a woman, and Xu Fengnian didn't know whether it was jealousy or jealousy.

"You really have to fight before the big fight!"

"Shut up!" Zhang Yange said.

Xu Fengnian curled her lips, "What are you going to do with those two in the courtyard?"

Zhang Yange thought for a while and said, "Let nature take its course."

"I really thought you didn't like women before."

"So you're always ready to give in?" Zhang Yange knew that if he didn't talk back, this guy could keep talking non-stop.

Xu Fengnian was so reprimanded by Zhang Yange that she didn't know what to say.

"Didn't you go find Miss Hehe?"

"Huang Lao Mo said to let me wait, this old guy insists on getting me something, and then I will unite the three religions into one.

Then go beat up Mr. Wang!" Xu Fengnian seemed heartless.

But Zhang Yange could see the anxiety in his heart.

"Then I'll go first." Zhang Yange said. "I have understood the way of Tai Chi."

"What is Tai Chi?" Xu Fengnian asked puzzledly.

"Man, woman!" Zhang Yange replied seriously.

Xu Fengnian couldn't help but gestured at him with her middle finger.

Wang Xianzhi, who left Xichu, stopped and walked along the way.

He understood that whether he won or lost this battle, it would be his last battle in the world.

So he wanted to take a closer look at this world that he had suppressed for nearly a century.

Wang Xianzhi walks very slowly. When he meets a young man who likes him on the road, he will give some tips!

When he encounters someone he doesn't like, he will also take action to solve it.

At this time, Wang Xianzhi stood proudly on the top of the cliff. He looked at the sword practicing Taoist opposite him. He knew without guessing that this person was Wang Xiaoping, the sword madman.

Wang Xianzhi used to wait in the East China Sea for the world's top warriors to enter the city and climb the tower. There were only a handful of people who waited but did not arrive, and Wang Xiaoping was one of them.

Because Wang Xianzhi was very curious about whether this Taoist priest who took up Wudang Kendo could hope to surpass Deng Tai'a's unparalleled murderous aura.

If we meet today, it is considered a fate.

Since we are destined, we should fight with fists!

One punch!

The fist was as big as a mountain, and Wang Xiaoping cut it off before he even drew his sword.

Wang Xianzhi was not surprised at all by Wang Xiaoping's appearance. After all, the last time Xu Fengnian fought with Murong Baoding, he almost brought out the true form of Emperor Zhenwu.

Only then did people understand why Wudang Mountain protected the King of Northern Liang so much...

And Wang Xianzhi also remembered that she was the reincarnation of the White Emperor.

He had a deep grudge with Emperor Zhenwu, but this settlement happened after he and Xu Fengnian got involved.

Wang Xianzhi now just wants to learn about Wang Xiaoping's next sword move.

Wang Xiaoping stood on the shore, holding an ordinary Daomen mahogany sword in his hand, looking up at the old man.

Since this old man defeated Li Chungang, he has no equal opponent. In the hearts of all sword practitioners, including Wang Xiaoping,

, this is an indescribable feeling of suffocation, because he, Wang Xianzhi, climbed to the top of the world by stepping on the head of kendo.

The prosperity of the sword forest has always claimed to occupy half of the world. After Li Chungang lost, he was as powerful as the new sword god Deng Tai'a and failed to pull Wang Xianzhi off the altar. The great master of swordsmanship, Wu Jianzhong Su Wangjian, was closely followed.

His old master, Dongyue Jianchi Song Nianqing, was also unable to express his feelings with a sword. As long as Wang Xianzhi was alive, the swordsman would not be able to raise his head, so how could he talk about a sword?

Wang Xiaoping has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, and he has always thought that one day he would ask Emperor Wu of Swordsman City to question Wang Xianzhi, who once said, "I view swordsmen in the world as actors."

Are there really no swordsmen of my generation?!

Wang Xianzhi said loudly, "Wang Xiaoping, I can only wait for your three swords before entering Beiliang territory."

Wang Xiaoping did not reply loudly, but looked away, glanced at the mahogany sword in his hand, and said softly, "One sword is enough.

And Wang Xianzhi! What are you doing standing so high?"

After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaoping slightly raised his left arm holding the sword, twisted his wrist, pointed the end of the mahogany sheath at the canyon wall, tilted slightly downward, as if he was pointing, and lightly tapped the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

The sword in my hand is one of the dozens of new mahogany swords made this summer. Since it is not the fine Feicheng mahogany, its color is only slightly coppery, not to mention the pleasant woody fragrance.

Peach is like a ghost tree.

Almost everyone on Wudang Mountain has a mahogany sword. When he came down the mountain before, Wang Xiaoping was carrying the Talisman Sword Shentu, but he became an outlier.

I remember that at the beginning of coming down the mountain, junior brother Hong Xixiang took him to the mountain gate archway and said with a smile that he had carved half a mahogany sword for him, senior brother Wang. Wang Xiaoping was holding the sword when he came down the mountain. He didn't care that he had one at his fingertips all the way up and down the mountain.

Peach wood sword.

But after Hong Xixiang's troops were dismissed, he gave the half of the peach wood sword to Li Yuaxu, and Li Yuaxu carved a new peachwood sword for him.

Wang Xiaoping felt that it was too dangerous to stop Wang Xianzhi this time, and he did not want to damage the sword carved for him by his junior brother.

If he died, it would be fine to bury half of the peach wood sword with him.

The tail of the mahogany sword tilted slightly after a slap.

"rise."

Wang Xiaoping said one word softly.

After a moment of silence, there was a series of endless rumbling sounds.

I saw the gorge wall at Wang Xianzhi's feet, from bottom to top, as if a mountain-breaking sword was lifting the mountain from it. The cliff split into two halves, and rocks continued to roll into the river, stirring up thousands of waves.

"You are already so bold in picking up the sword. It seems that you want to imitate Li Chungang's unsheathing technique? Since you are only willing to use one sword, I'll do whatever you want."

Wang Xianzhi smiled and jumped down the cliff. The speed of his fall was not too fast. Before his feet landed on the water, a huge boulder happened to break out of the mountain. Wang Xianzhi stretched out a palm to support the heavy wall several people high.

Shi, rushed across the river towards Wang Xiaoping.

He lifted a huge boulder weighing 10,000 kilograms with one hand, but on the river surface under Wang Xianzhi's feet, there were only circles of almost invisible ripples.

Wang Xiaoping was so selfless that he didn't seem to notice that Wang Xianzhi was already rushing towards him with a huge boulder. He suddenly changed back to his normal sword-holding posture, and at the same time he took a step back with his right foot and held the hilt of the mahogany sword with his right hand.

Then he said loudly, "Wang Xianzhi! Wudang has a sword!"

The mahogany sword was unsheathed, and the sword was magnificent and majestic.

lq.
Chapter completed!
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