Chapter 28 Swords are like wind and frost

There was a milky fog floating in the drizzle. Everyone walked in the air and suddenly heard a sound of fighting. Suddenly, two weapons attacked each other, and the world trembled inexplicably.

Zhou Han was shocked and immediately stopped his figure and bent down through the heavy fog.

I saw three people standing on the empty land. One of them was slender, with a satin ribbon. His waist was decorated with a piece of beautiful jade, and his face looked like an autumn moon. Looking at his temperament, he was unusual and elegant.

I only heard the man shout angrily, "Feng Xingzhen, as the master of a family, why are you so unreasonable!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and looked intently. One of the two people fighting was wearing a black cloak with loose hair. The offensive was just fierce. He was holding a big knife with a ring, making fierce moves and attacking the other party's key points.

The man waved vigorously with every knife. Qi Miao couldn't help thinking: "No wonder there was an inexplicable vibration in the air before. Maybe it was caused by the real excitement of this ring knife hitting the opponent's weapon."

Looking at the light skill of the person fighting with him on the opposite side, his light skills are unusual. He can see that his body moves skillfully. Every time the opponent's first knife attack comes, the lightning disappears like lightning, and then quickly appears on the side, which is so complicated and confusing, like a illusion.

"Why are the two benefactors fighting fiercely here?" The stupid and kind-hearted monk is often surprised by the phenomenon of fighting for life and death in the world. I only heard him ask, "The spell of the donor's meeting over there is very special. His body can disappear in a moment and change from another place in an instant. Since he is so capable, why don't he suddenly change from the fierce attacker? Far away, do you have to keep pestering this person?"

"That's because this man wants to protect the prince behind him..." Zhou Hanzhi pointed out. After thinking about it, he thought about it and said, "Looking at this person's law, it makes Hanzhi think that Xikunlun has a method of walking in the sky, which can turn the stars. Does the beautiful fairy think this person's law similar to Tianxingbu?"

He asked Li Weihua, but the other party looked worried and lowered his head and ignored him.

Zhou Hanzhi only felt embarrassed. Qi Miao thought about the ink-faced guest who had just lost his closest relative, and only felt heavy in the bottom of his heart. Her heart is so beautiful that it's better for her to calm down at this moment.

I only heard her ask Zhou Hanzhi and said, "Brother, the wind that the man who stood still shouted before is the name of the Lord of the Iron Sword Gate?"

"Well, it should be true, but I don't know which one in this fight is the master of the iron sword gate?" Zhou Han nodded, but there was doubt in his mouth again.

Qimiao stared at the situation and saw that the people who kept dodged and fought were almost the same as the young man behind him, but their faces were a little less bookish and more heroic.

Looking at the aggressive man opposite, he was wearing a black cloak and dressed up, but he was the same as the previous Zhao Dongting and Zhao Zhongyue brothers, but with a lot more temperament.

Although this man is wearing black hair, his temples are indeed white. There are several deep wrinkles on his face and heavy wrinkles between his eyebrows. He seems to be at least 40 or 50 years old. She was clear in her heart and said to Zhou Han:

"My viewer should be the owner of the Iron Sword Gate, and the dodging person should be with the one standing aside, but I don't know why several people fought..."

"So it is..." Zhou Hanzhi nodded. In fact, he didn't care about who was the master of the iron sword door. He only felt that it had nothing to do with him anyway. At that moment, he said, "Since others are fighting, it's not convenient for me to interfere. Let's leave here."

"How can this be done, Lord Zhou? Persuading people to do good is to accumulate merit, and persuading people to abandon evil is also urgent merit. Today, when we see these two people fighting, it is a matter of life and death. How can they not be saved?" The fool hurriedly waved his hand.

This fool stood above Zhou Hanzhi's white light. He was most afraid of flying high in the air, but now he didn't know how to summon up his courage to persuade him to build a road

"Buddha has a cloud, saving people's lives, such as building a seven-level pagoda. Since we have seen such things, we should stop several people from fighting, lest they kill in vain..."

He chattered endlessly, and Zhou Hanzhi was angry and funny. He was only called pedantic in his heart. He couldn't help laughing and foolishly, "Buddha's so-called wonderful realm of three senses is to free life and death, sublimate people's nirvana, and ascend to the pure land of the three thousand worlds of Buddhism. If so, why should we stop it?"

Why didn't he know what he was saying? At this moment, he was just looking for trouble, and his heart was less angry. Unexpectedly, the usually dull and taciturn fool listened to his words and replied, "The five aggregates are empty, and life and death are also empty. However, Buddha has said that there is nothing. Only by disappearing and cutting off the roots can we go to the Western world of Bliss. Now these two people are very likely to kill. We'd better stop them as soon as possible..."

"You monk..." Zhou Hanzhi saw him speak eloquently for the first time. He was a little uncomfortable for a moment. He was the kind of person who liked to speak fast. At present, he didn't want to talk much, but he felt flustered.

How can he know that although the fool is not familiar with the world and is not good at words, the monk is usually good at playing Zen machines and loves to argue with Buddhism. As early as the time of Jiulu Mountain, the fool followed the abbot of Naishi Juelen. It is inevitable to see him fighting with people. He has long been familiar with his eyes and ears. He has long been benefited by this way, so that Zhou Han I felt that he had beaten chicken blood and suddenly became heady.

"Sister, fighting here is a private matter. It is the rules of the world. We should not interfere in other people's life and death. I want to leave quickly. What do you think?" Zhou Hanzhi didn't want to be stupid anymore, so he turned to ask Qi Miaodao.

But she saw Qimiao blinking her eyes. Although she was not a troublemaker, she had something else in her mind at this moment. She only heard her softly say to Zhou Hanzhi, "Brother, we should not have hindered us in the fight, but now one side on the ground is the owner of the Iron Sword Gate. I think that the Zhao brothers are his own disciples, but they help me We went to the forbidden magic array and fell into it. From a moral point of view, I should still show up and explain the death of these two people to him.

"This..." Zhou Hanzhi was even more unhappy when he heard the words. The fool over there called Amitabha Buddha again, but said gratefully, "Zhang Xianzi, you are so kind-hearted, you are really a female Bodhisattva!"

Things were out of control. Zhou Hanzhi felt impatient. He was about to say something, but he saw Qi Miao squeezed his mouth and looked at himself with a smile. For a moment, he was as bright as a pearl in the sky. Zhou Han couldn't help but be infatuated for a moment. He finally thought about it and sighed three times in his heart: Stop it. !

"Since you all insist on doing so, let's go down!" He said angrily.

How could Qi Miao not hear the helpless tone of Zhou Han's words? She knew that this man looked magnificent, but his internal strength was a little selfish, but she didn't expect that he would repeatedly follow his temperament, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt.

It turns out that the most chaotic thing in the world is the emotions between people, which are constantly cut and chaotic, especially the one-sided feelings, are like the moon missing on one side. How bright the hope is, and how dark the disappointment is.

She sighed from the bottom of her heart and couldn't help thinking that the other party was deeply in love, but she didn't know whether she could bear the cruelty of the truth at the moment when she was destined to come...

It was useless to think much. Qi Miao thought a lot in an instant, but he couldn't find a clue. He could only hold Li Miaohua's waist and shout softly. He saw the two people's blue light overlapping brightly and dark on Monday, and the illusion flashed, holding Qi Miao and the bright moon heart slowly falling.

"Please stop!" Qi Miao cast a spell and fell slowly while not forgetting to shout and stop the two fighting, "You two have a break, the little woman has something to say!"

"Wow, the two fairies from there at this time are so beautiful!" The man who had been standing watching the battle suddenly saw a white powder and two bright haze, and the woman in fluttering clothes fell from the sky, which was shocked for a moment.

He stared motionlessly at Qi Miao and Li Miaohua not far from the ground. His eyes first wandered left and right, and then stopped on Qi Miao's face like a god.

Among the two people who were fighting, the young warrior suddenly waved his hand, stepped back a few steps, and then stood up, but also looked at Qi Miao and Li Miaohua in surprise.

However, the trend really seemed to ignore it, waved the knife around the head, and a fierce sword spirit went straight to the prince in front of him.

"Why are you so crazy!" The young warrior began to be really angry. At this time, he was beside the weak scholar. If he cast a spell to dodge again, it would definitely affect this person. Now he had to raise his hand and raise his sword to protect his chest.

At this time, a wave of Zhiyang Zhenqi came in the air and hit the sword spirit of Fengxingzhen. The two Zhenqi were against each other, and it was an explosion, dissipated separately.

"Who dares to do something bad for me!" Feng Xing was really angry and looked up at the sky, but saw two people slowly floating down from the sky. One was a Confucian officer, Fengyi was an unusual figure, and the other simple-eared monk trembling and hugged his waist, and the two also slowly fell to the ground.

As soon as Zhou Hanzhi landed, he arched his hand to the warrior over there. The other party also returned the salute. Zhou Hanzhi raised his eyes, but saw that another weak scholar was still staring at Qi Miao at this moment, with a frivolous look in his eyebrows. He couldn't help frowning for a moment, and his heart suddenly became unhappy.

"Where are you from, boy! But do you want to help these two Xia to deal with the old man? The trend over there is really furious.

"Wind Gate Lord, the four of us have never known these two princes..."

He took another look at the two "s surnamed Xia" in the popular real mouth, but saw that the scholar-like prince's eyes were still entangled. Zhou Han stopped his anger and couldn't help saying

"On the contrary, we are two masters of your family, Zhao Dongting and Zhao Zhongyue, who are good friends!"