Sword of Coming

A Liang slashed his hand with a knife.

Between him and Gaotai Bai Yujing, an extremely fine golden thread appeared, advancing rapidly like a tidal wave.

The vassal king Song Changjing advanced instead of retreating, striding forward, his aura instantly rising to the peak of martial arts, roaring angrily, crossing his arms in front of him.

The square beneath his feet burst into a huge spider web after being heavily trampled by the second master of the end of the East Aquarius Continent.

To hone one's martial arts between life and death is by no means an empty talk. Song Changjing resolutely joined the army as the prince of Da Li. His military career spanned more than 20 years, and he won and lost countless battles, big and small, and fought hard and to the death. Finally, he was able to Song Changjing stood out among the warriors from the East Aquarius Continent, and Song Changjing's ability to face the difficulties this time was probably one of the reasons.

The golden thread touched Song Changjing's arm, and the sleeve of the white robe was instantly cut open, as easily as an iron wire cutting through tender tofu. You must know that the robe on Song Changjing's body is the leading Taoist magic weapon of the Dalixian family. The "Flowing Water Robe" was once a precious relic of a Taoist god who was in the upper five realms of land. It was said to be able to withstand all the magical powers of monks in the upper five realms. , so fragile.

Although there was no external object to rely on, Song Changjing still insisted on not retreating. This man wanted to try whether he, who was said to be a warrior with a body that could rival the golden Arhat, could stop this real immortal. knife.

The answer soon came to light, yes, but only for the blink of an eye.

Song Changjing still refused to retreat. He shouted angrily, his face glowed with a strange golden light, and the energy in his body was flowing. From the previous flood, the momentum was surging, and it turned into a scene where the water surface was frozen and thousands of miles were frozen. .

The slender figure of the Great Li Domain King retreated several feet.

A small ravine had been cut into the flesh of both arms, but there was no trace of blood. At the same time, the unstoppable golden thread was about to be carved into Song Changjing's bones.

"Step aside!"

A Taoist talisman general several feet tall and clad in green armor knocked Song Changjing away a few steps, allowing it to take its place.

The talisman-armor engraved with countless Taoist golden characters, cloud patterns, and precious light flowed all over his body, and his hands tightly grasped the golden silk thread that was out of proportion to his majestic body.

Back again and again.

In the end, the whole body of this mountain-shaped talisman general carefully created by the Taoist sect was cut into two, and only the slightly dull golden thread continued to advance towards the high-rise Bai Yujing.

After the Taoist puppet general was cut into pieces, it suddenly collapsed, but an old man wearing simple linen clothes appeared behind it, stretching out a palm to block the line.

The old man looked old and decayed, but his face was clearly that of a child, which gave people a very strange feeling. The old man smiled bitterly and asked hoarsely in the elegant dialect of Bizhou: "A-Liang, can you stop here?"

A Liang frowned and said, "Luan Changye? Weren't you exiled to the north because you failed in your bid for the position of candidate for the giant?"

The old man resisted the golden thread, blood was already oozing from his palm, and said helplessly: "It's hard to explain."

A Liang suddenly said: "I was wondering how someone in Aquarius Continent could build such a clumsy trumpet Bai Yujing. It turns out it was you."

Luan Changye hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "I once asked Mr. Qi for advice on the construction of this building."

A Liang glanced sideways at Song Changjing, who was about to make a move. After a battle between heaven and man, the latter finally chose to give up the idea of ​​fighting again.

A Liang looked at Luan Changye, an acquaintance of the Mo family, his wrists shook slightly, and the narrow knife and auspicious talisman in his hand shook slightly, looking particularly lazy and underestimating the enemy. In fact, after the previous slash, if he insists on beating the drowned dog, Song Changjing will die, Luan Changye will not be able to stop it, this white jade capital is destined to collapse, and the power of Dali will retreat for at least forty or fifty years. In other words, Qi Jingchun back then The construction of the Cliff Academy will bring all the benefits to the national destiny of Dali. A Lianghui will take back all the benefits, which is nothing more than adding another chop.

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, the Mohist family is quite powerful and is divided into three branches. One of them is almost all heroes who travel around, most of whom are swordsmen among Qi practitioners. A Liang has been wandering around the world for many years and is a famous figure. A ranger from a continent, to be precise, A Liang had a crush on Luan Changye, and Luan Changye, who was once only two steps away from the Mohist giant, truly admired and respected A Liang, so A Liang knew Luan Changye Nagano, but I am not familiar with this person.

But Luan Changye's words related to Qi Jingchun made A Liang a little angry. He raised the auspicious talisman again, pointed the tip of the knife at the old man who was expelled from the Mo family, and said with an angry smile: "Qi Jingchun is dead. , can it also be used as an amulet for your Dali and this Bai Yujing? When did you, Luan Changye, become thicker-skinned than I, A Liang?"

A narrow smile appeared on Luan Changye's vicissitudes of life, he shook his head vigorously and said: "There is no comparison with Senior A Liang. When Mr. Qi talked about Senior A Liang, it was also your expression at this time, Senior A Liang."

A Liang was doubtful about the previous sentence. A Liang believed what Luan Changye said later.

A Liang raised his head and glanced at the sky, slowly put away the auspicious charm, sheathed his sword, and glared at the old man, "Don't think that I can't see through your delaying strategy."

After A Liang put away the auspicious talisman, Emperor Dali appeared next to Luan Changye of the Mo family, escorted by the old man surnamed Lu.

Emperor Da Li wanted to step forward, but the old man Gaoguan grabbed his sleeve and said softly: "Don't be rude."

The man in charge shook his head with a smile, broke away from the old man Gaoguan's hand, continued to move forward, walked a dozen steps, cupped his fists and said, "Song Zhengchun of Dali, I have met senior A Liang."

A Liang narrowed his eyes and suddenly grasped the handle of the knife.

For a moment, everyone felt despair.

Emperor Da Li even smiled, closed his eyes, and died calmly.

Someone behind A Liang begged: "A Liang! Don't kill him!"

A Liang did not turn around, and became even more angry, "You unsatisfactory bastard! Since you were a child, you have always liked to argue with Qi Jingchun about this and that. If you can't argue, you can't. What's so shameful? Why do you want to play with these things when you can't get on the stage? Do you really think that I, Ah Liang, will miss that old relationship and dare not beat you to death?"

Behind A Liang, stood a haggard old man with a slender figure but sunken cheeks. He wore a green shirt and jade, and had a very good temperament, like a Confucian saint who taught the people.

The old man looked complicated and said softly: "Ah Liang, Qi Jingchun spent the rest of his life in Dali."

A Liang turned his head with a gloomy expression, "Cui Chan, what the hell! The Cliff Academy is gone, you still have the nerve to tell me this?"

The old man's eyes were firm, "What I said is the truth. Qi Jingchun really hopes that Da Li can find a different path. Even in the end, Qi Jingchun will only be disappointed, but no matter what, you can't deny, Aliang, that the person he chose, They are the children of our Dali Longquan County today!"

The old man lowered his head and said, "A-Liang, it was you who said back then that I, Cui Chan, could go my own way."

A Liang sneered and said, "I would rather argue with that little bastard Li Huai when trying to reason with a smart guy like you."

A Liang loosened his grip on the handle of the knife and said, "The old man has accomplished many earth-shattering feats in his life, but in the end he had to imprison himself in the Forest of Merits, which is a pitiful end in a lonely world. He has experienced ups and downs throughout his life, wallowing in the mud. The years are not short. But the feeling of the old man is still clean and gentle, clean on the outside and gentle on the inside. The same goes for Qi Jingchun, but you Cui Yi can't do it. Back then, Qi Jingchun was stubborn, and you Cui Yi learned everything quickly, without thinking. In the end, Qi Jingchun was able to fight those old bastards to the point of shaking the world to the point of tears, but you, Cui Han, fell to the end of being neither a human nor a ghost, nor a god, nor an immortal. You brought it upon yourself."

A Liang smiled and said, "The last time I saw the old man, he said that your idea was good, but you did it wrong. He also said at the end that your copybooks were really good, such as "Xiao Yuan Chive Post" and "Yellow Flowers in the World". "Poster", it's really beautiful. If I had known that master and apprentice were at odds like this, I should have asked you for more pictures."

The old man's eyes were red, and he said tremblingly: "Sir, you also think that you are wrong? Isn't it completely right?"

A Liang rolled his eyes and said: "Who did I, A Liang, learn my face from? The old man never admits his mistakes. You students and disciples have been eating and drinking with the old man for so many years, so you can't just pretend to be confused and understand? Besides, old man Others don’t know about your extraordinary abilities and difficulties, but you Cui Chen doesn’t know about it? Forget it, I’m too lazy to talk nonsense with you, so shut up and get away, I don’t want to see you acting like a coward.”

The old man staggered, staggered, turned and left, whimpering with strange bitter laughter, making the empty square feel even more desolate.

A Liang looked at the sky again, scolding like a shrew, which opened people's eyes, and cursed: "I know, I know, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, your mother, you have the same surname as Cui Chan, that bastard! Come down and hit me if you can, here you go!"

Just scold and scold, something needs to be done.

A Liang took off the auspicious charm, thought about it, and threw it to Song Changjing, but he said to Emperor Dali, "I will keep this knife, and you, Dali, will return it to a man named Li Baoping for me." Little girl, remember to be polite to the little girl, she is my friend."

Emperor Dali smiled and nodded: "No problem."

Ah Liang said to himself: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, riding a horse, drinking wine, carrying a knife and a gourd, what a handsome scene, too beautiful to behold. You will be blessed in the future."

Song Changjing held the narrow knife.

Although it is a sword, it has a terrifying scene of overflowing and rising sword energy, like a river as deep as the sea.

A Liang hesitated for a moment and did not take off the green bamboo scabbard. He stretched his waist and even jumped slightly. He raised his head and asked with a smile: "Come on, come on! Tell me from heaven, it is Buddhism." Far away, or higher in Taoism?! Who has greater ability and harder fists?!"

There is a sky outside the sky, someone smiles slightly, someone sings the Buddha's song.

A Liang laughed: "Then let me, A Liang, fight you before we talk!"

This man who boasted that he never knew what bragging was about, suddenly gained momentum. He climbed from the peak of the twelfth realm of Qi Practitioner to the peak of the thirteenth realm in an instant. His whole person was like a bright pillar of light, rising from the ground. Directly breaking through the dome of this vast world, it finally disappeared.

The young man Song Jixin refused to look away for a long time. Finally, he discovered that the man in uniform standing at the front had his back covered with sweat soaked in a transparent yellow dragon robe.

The young man couldn't help but look up again. At this moment, the young man realized that there was such a fierce guy in the world.