Chapter 298 The Death of Xi Ying

The moon is hazy.

Suddenly, there was a jingling sound from the other side of the pagoda. Looking far away, there were copper bells hanging at the eaves of the eaves of the pagoda. The mountain wind blew, making a pleasant sound, which made people worried.

On the side of Luohan Hall, there is a passage leading to the pagoda. The flowers and trees are sparse, and the shade is deep and thick, which is very fascinating.

Xi Ying sighed and walked slowly towards the pagoda. Through the bamboo forest, it was nearly 15 feet high. The thirteen-story pagoda stood majestically in the square in the forest. Each floor of the pagoda is embedded with twelve stone Buddha statues, which are magnificent and rich in texture.

"Xi Ying seems to have a special preference for this pagoda."

"Ba Dao" Yue Shan appeared behind him, dressed in a blue robe, with a high body, a little loose pale hair, and a clear and majestic face, which made people feel that the treasure knife is not old. In particular, the strange and ancient-style sheath-like thick-backed knife at the waist has a strong bloody taste. I believe that no more than a hundred strong people have drunk the knife.

Xi Ying looked up at the pagoda with his hands on his back and said indifferently, "I'm wondering if Yue Ba will have such a special look at this moment tomorrow, buried in the bone tower."

The top of the tower is dedicated to the relics left by the eminent monks of all dynasties, so the banquet should have this sentence.

Yue Shan said, "Since I said goodbye to Longxi 40 years ago, I haven't had the opportunity to catch up with Brother Xi. Today's reunion, I just hope that Brother Xi's purple Tianluo will not disappoint Yue, otherwise Yue's change of day & law will be in vain!"

Xi Ying shook his head and smiled and said, "Yue Laoer, even if you practice changing the day and law, you still don't change your nature, and you only love to talk big and not be sorry. Everyone knows that the big * method is a gadget on the left side of Tianzhu, which may cure your injury, but because it is very different from the way you have always taken, it will only greatly reduce your skills. Well, I read your painstaking efforts. Let me take you on your way today so that I can meet my wife and children.

Yue Shan took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's either you or I'm going to die tonight. Let Yue see if the Tianluo magic skill practiced to the purple pupil fire can make you save your life under my domineering knife."

Purple gas does not refer to the color of true qi, but to the pigment of the skin when applying the work, so it is called purple gas. The most powerful thing about Ziqi Tianluo is that when the achievement is at its peak, the performer can weave a layer of gas net like a cloth in the four corners of the enemy, and bind the opponent like a fish caught in the net, and can't escape death.

If Xi Ying can really practice to the realm of random networking, he will be the first person to become a purple gas in the past 300 years.

Xi Ying turned around like a whirlwind, stared at the tenacious enemy for the first time, and said, "Where are you going to fight?"

Yue Shan said in a low voice, "You have chosen the place to be buried, why do you move to another place?"

Xi Ying's eyes and purple light soared. In this starry night, he looked strange and inexplicably like a monster. He sighed, "Since Xi's purple Qi Tianluo Dacheng, there are only a few people who can be identified as an opponent by me. But even if Xi knew that his brother-in-law was still alive, his brother-in-law was not qualified to be among them. However, there is a person like brother-in-law who came to Xi for a trial, and Xi is still very grateful.

He is not just nonsense. In this time of speaking, he has taken the lead in making a move. With him as the center, he has a momentum of expansion and fluctuation, just like the continuous expansion of space, which is the opposite of the phenomenon of sinking the space when the Yin Gui School's Tianmogong is running.

Yue Shan laughed and said, "Brother Xi, your arrogance is still the same. Take me up and show your gratitude again!"

Xi Ying was not surprised but happy. Just now, he pointed out that Yueshan was not qualified to be his opponent. He was not arrogant and conceited, but deliberately provoked Yue Shan, who had always been violent, to take action, and he would fall into his trap.

Purple Qi Tianluo can be compared with a spider web woven with gas. Any prey hits the Internet, the more it struggles, the tighter it is, and the weird and evil is to the extreme.

If the opponent takes the lead in attacking, Xi Ying will lure the other party to let go and attack wildly, and then spit out a trace of strength to make it soft and strong. It is appropriate for the other party to tie his hands and feet. When it is difficult to be powerful, he will kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

Now Yue Shan really fell into the trick. Why didn't he teach him to be happy? He thought that Yueshan had not had any strength for so many years. It was really dead, but there was a solemn look on his face and said, "Please take out the knife!"

Yue Shan smiled at the corners of his mouth and suddenly shouted, "The knife is coming!"

The long knife came out of the sheath and came through the air. There were many wonderful phenomena. It could not change in a space of about two feet, and each change was so clear.

At this point with a knife, it has reached the peak and is amazing.

The knife posture changes, and the footwork changes accordingly. Xi Ying can't even figure out from which angle he will attack in the end.

In the face of such a terrible strong enemy, Xi Ying finally changed his color. What made him change was not the elusiveness of the opponent's knife method, but that he saw through the extended knife gas of Yueshan at a glance. No matter how he attacked, it was bound to hit the most powerful point of his invisible and real Tianluoqi network, and the concentration of the knife gas and the dispersion of the net strength. The result of the decision is self-evident. That's how he was defeated by Tiandao Song more than a decade ago!

He was shocked all over, and he did not retreat but moved forward. His feet stepped on strange steps, his face was purple, and he drifted behind several fake bodies. He rushed to the left side of Yueshan, and his left hand was scratched. It seemed ordinary. Only Yueshan, who was on the scene, knew that his palm was fierce and there were three armies, and there was no resistance. No matter who was the leader, he had to retreat for the time being. Avoid the way.

But Yue Shan actually closed his eyes, and the thick-backed knife in his hand changed nine times. The knife was powerful and incoherent, and there was a faint and elegant taste in it. It made people feel that he could combine these two extreme opposite feelings into one, which itself was an incredible miracle.

The long knife is not allowed to meet the earth-shaking palm first.

At the moment when Tianjun Xiying avoided the long blade of the horizontal movement, Yueshan clearly grasped the movement of Xiying's whole Tianluo gas network and the transfer of the center of gravity, so he simply closed his eyes, not confused by his footwork, and fought his fierce and unparalleled tricks.

Boom!

Xi Ying snorted and flew back, looking like he was afraid that Yueshan would take advantage of the situation to pursue.

Yueshan still just shook his upper body back, and then returned to a stable posture like Mount Tai.

Xi Ying retreated and stopped looking for his father-in-law. His eyes flashed fiercely, and he said coldly, "I'm afraid this is not your Yue Ba's seventy-two swordsmanship, right?"

Yue Shan smiled and said, "Xi Ying, you actually asked such a stupid question. After 40 years, do you think I will still stay in the vulgar state of clinging to the knife method? Your purple spirit is just like this. If your skills stop here, then next year today will be your anniversary.

Xi Ying smiled instead of anger. His hands wore flowers and butterflies in the air. With the way of stepping forward, he attacked Yueshan overwhelmingly. He was enveloping the space with a radius of two feet, and hegemony to the extreme. His skin exposed outside his clothes is faintly purple, which makes people feel the strange magic of his Tianluo magic skills.

Yue Shan shook his head and sighed, as if he was exhausted at the mercy table. At the moment when several wisps of silk hit the body, he quickly moved horizontally and cut four knives into the void.

No matter how rich Xi Ying's imagination is, he never thought that Yue Shan would deal with his purple sky in this way.

The most powerful thing about Tianluojin is that the silk real qi can attack the enemy from any angle in a winding way. Yueshan's first three knives seem to be in the void that has nothing to do with it, but in fact, it cuts off his three strands of silk power. In the end, the knife hits the strongest part of his palm and seals all his back moves.

Xi Ying found that he could no longer understand the depth of the achievements of the old friend in front of him. Yueshan had never had such creative and improvised tricks before.

Peng!

Xi Ying staggered back, his face was as pale as gold paper, and he was seriously injured in the last move in front of him.

Yueshan then attacked in an all-round way. For a moment, the knife spirit permeated the whole audience. The seat that lost the opportunity should fall on the defensive position. Not only could he not expand the Tianluo gas network, but he also had to do everything possible to save his life. In a narrow space, he passively resisted Yueshan's clumsy, traceless and domineering attack.

The sound of vigorous fighting is endless, which adds to the dangerous situation of this battle. The two figures are advancing and retreating one after another, and the fierce battle is endless.

Under the close fight, the two of them fought quickly and took a move. Under such circumstances, Xi Ying suffered even more.

The problem is that Yueshan's moves are completely unruly. Every knife is picked up casually. In view of the creation of the situation, the table should not be able to exert 50% of the power of the purple sky, and it is impossible to turn the defeat.

Boom!

The two fought vigorously again, and they retreated, but their fierce eyes locked each other tightly.

Yue Shan smiled calmly and said, "What is the taste of the knife method that Yue realized after practicing the Japanese University * method?"

Xi Ying's chest suddenly fluctuated violently and said fiercely, "You are not Yueshan!" You are Song..."

Yueshan didn't wait for him to say a complete sentence, and immediately swirled out a large piece of knife light.

Xi Ying roared and fought desperately for that glimmer of life.

Keng!

Yueshan returns the knife to the sheath, which is as stable as a mountain.

Xi Ying was about to crack, but he saw a crack starting from Baihui, and then the eyebrows, the middle of the person, the jaw, the sandalwood, the navel, and the lower crotch stretched out, and then the whole person was split in half from head to toe! The blood flows into water, and the intestines and stomach fly together. It's disgusting to look at it.

The two dark shadows on the tree not far away are really like frightened birds, flying like a distant escape.

Yue Shan said coldly, "Ding Jiuzhong and Zhou Lao sighed that they have rolled out. How long will the rest of you want to see the play?" ( PS: Here to correct a previous mistake. I thought that opera was only available in the Tang and Song Dynasties. In fact, there was the word "hundred operas" in the Han Dynasty. The general name of music, dance acrobatic performance, and later called "San music" after the Northern and Southern Dynasties. And the buds of rap or opera have been around for a long time.)

Eight people in black appeared casually and surrounded Yue Mountain in the center.

Yue Shan was not afraid. He held the handle of the knife in one hand and said, "You are really full of courage. Yue admires it."

A man in black sneered and said, "Soong Que, do you still want to disguise your defeated generals?"

Yue Shan said, "How do you know I'm not Yue Shan?"

He said, "Yueshan has returned to the west as early as three years ago."

"Yueshan" changed his beautiful voice and said, "It must be the person close to Yueshan who tells you this news."

The man was stunned for a moment and said, "That's good."

"Yueshan" said, "There are not many people close to Yueshan."

The man said, "That's good."

"Yue Shan" sighed, "Do you think I'm Song Que?"

The man said, "Aren't you?"

"Yue Shan" said, "Maybe it is."

The man laughed and said, "I didn't expect that the heavenly knife is actually a hidden rat generation. Don't you even dare to admit his original name?"

Song Que shook his head and said, "You know that I am a heavenly knife, but you have thought that you will not see the sun tomorrow."

The man said, "You are one knife each, and we are eight people."

Song Que said, "I know the number."

The man said, "Each of us will not lose to Tianjun Xiying, who just died under your knife."

Song Que said, "I can see it."

The man said, "Do you think there is confidence in a pair of eight?"

Song Que said, "No."

The man smiled, but the other seven people were still expressionless.

The next moment, eight weapons attacked Song Que.

In the distance, the master concubine and Shi Qingxuan stood side by side and silently looked at the situation. The Chang MRT was very strong. However, the night was drowsy, could not see clearly, and he was so annoyed. Xuan Zang was indifferent and was still looking at the statue of Luohan in the Luohan Hall, which seemed to contain some truth.

The master concubine said, "Miss Qingxuan may see the result?"

Shi Qingxuan said, "There is no doubt that Uncle Song will win."

The master concubine said, "It's a pity that I can't see the elegant demeanor of Tiandao."

Shi Qingxuan didn't say a word.

For a moment, the dazzling brilliance was like brilliant fireworks, and it was like touching Neon.

The master concubine Xuan said again, "His knife is only one-third."

"It's a knife."

Shi Qingxuan's voice is like snowflakes flying from the sky. It is soft and cool, but it melts at a touch. It's gone.

Changjie was sad and hurriedly recited several voices in his heart: "Amitabha! Sin, sin!"

Song is out of the crowd.

The eight people are dead.

Song Que deliberately and unintentionally looked at the top of the tower, like a sigh, and jumped out of the Dashi Temple.

Eight people fell to the ground.

Not even the name has been left.

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Songjia Mountain City is located at the intersection of the Yushui River. Three faces the water, and the majestic mountain rises. The stone city is built from the mountainside and follows the mountain. The main buildings are located on a large flat land developed by the mountains. The situation is steep, and there is a man's spirit. The mountain plain near the king is facing Yulin County, which symbolizes It is the dominant force for the safety of the whole Lingnan region.

Dozens of large warehouses and hundreds of large and small wharfs were also built along the Yu River. When Ling Feng took a boat to cross the river, the wharf was full of large and small ships, and the traffic on the river was endless. The momentum of prosperity taught him to feel spectacular.

The morning sun is rising.

A small boat berth on the shore.

"Come on, stop!"

More than a dozen Song Valve's blue-clothed men blocked the way. Everyone was in high spirits, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. They were all strong and good hands, and they dared not neglect Ling Feng at all.

Ling Feng looked at the crowd with a smile.

The leading man said, "Do you dare to ask your high surname? I'll wait to inform you." Not humble or arrogant, teaching people can't help but have a good impression.

Ling Feng said, "I'm under Ling Feng."

Everyone was stunned.

Ling Feng said again, "There is another name that may be more famous, Ming Zongyue."

Everyone is skeptical.

Ling Feng sighed: "If I had known it, I would have reported it directly." Turning around, I thought, "In fact, it's time to go directly into the mountain city. I don't want to be greedy for the scenery of Lingnan for a while."

He was so successful that he survived the disaster. His whole mind was clear, and all kinds of vulgar thoughts had been put down. He suddenly left the matter of Chengdu behind, and his only intention was to come to Lingnan to see Song Yueyuan. This kind of feeling came suddenly and could not be resisted.

They all said, "It's more close to home". He actually had a panic and uneasy mood before he was about to see the person he was thinking about, so he didn't rush into the mountain city and meet the beautiful woman.

At this time, a horse galloped down the mountain, and the knight shouted, "Don't be rude to the Lord of the Ming Dynasty."

Everyone saluted one after another, and then retreated, and their eyes became fierce.

I really can't find a few young people who don't admire Ming Zongyue in the world! Knowing that Ling Feng is really the idol they have always worshipped, this exciting feeling is indescribable.

Ling Feng said, "Do you recognize me?"

The knight jumped off his horse and said respectfully, "Before he entered Shu with Uncle Lu that day, he had a fate with the Lord on the cargo ship. Oh, my name is Song Shuang.

Ling Feng saw that he was young and had the style of a first-class master. He secretly praised Song Valve. As he walked, he said, "Is the valve owner here?"

Song Shuang led the horse and said strangely, "Why does the Lord have this question?"

Because Ling Feng's seemingly ordinary greeting actually implies an affirmation, that is, Song Que is not in the mountain city!

Ling Feng said, "I have two things to do here, one is for my Yueyuan, and the other is to see the elegant demeanor of the heavenly knife. It seems that Brother Song is no more. Who is in charge of the mountain city?

Song Shuang said, "Everything is presided over by Mrs. Ming."

Ling Feng said, "Isn't the second master here?"

More than ten days ago, Song Lu, Song Yuzhi and others were still far away in Luoyang. It was normal that they did not come back, and the young master Song Shidao disappeared. It was engraved that Song Zhi, the "ground sword" should preside over the internal affairs of the valve, but Ling Feng could not sense the existence of Song Zhi. He has never seen Song Zhi, but with the ** of Jianxin, he can easily judge Song Zhi's identity!

Song Shuang said, "In the past few months, Uncle Zhi has only returned to the mountain city once."

The two of them were on the mountain road. Along the way, everyone saw Song Shuang holding a horse and talking to a young man. There was a hidden sense of reverence. It was very novel. They whispered and talked a lot. The cliff is dangerous, as if it is hanging in the air, the river below is rolling, and the wonderland is endless.

Ling Feng hummed and looked around and said, "The mountains are lingering, the water is flowing, and it is rugged and dangerous. Even if there are tens of thousands of elite soldiers, it may be difficult to use it. No wonder with Yang Jian's ability, he will lose all the battle.

Listening to his praise, Song Shuang looked proud and said, "I don't know how much human and material resources are spent in this mountain city. It will still take more than three generations and more than a hundred years to build on its current scale. The city has been stockpiled grain for more than a year, and there are spring water. It is sweet and delicious, and making tea is even better.

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Then I must have two more sips!"

Song Shuang also said, "The construction of the mountain city is mainly greedy and dangerous, but if there is no wealth of Yulin County, the mountain city can only have a majestic appearance. Now it can complement each other and benefit from land and water transportation, which can reach the whole country."

Ling Feng is clear.

The two of them are very happy to talk about each other.

Song Shuang couldn't help saying, "In fact, Song Shuang was ordered by his wife to wait for the Lord for a long time this morning."

"She knew I would come today!"

How touching is this kind of spiritual feeling.

Ling Feng was shocked all over and said with a long breath, "I'll go first."

Step out, that is, not at the end of the mountain road.

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PS: The recent update may be unstable, and the paper has not been completed yet. Alas, I regret going to the mouth of the pot. It's purely cheap.