Sword of Coming

The younger generation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, apart from Ning Yao, in fact, according to Mother Bai and Grandpa Nalan, innate sword embryos and kendo geniuses can be roughly divided into three types, Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou and Gao Yehou, the three are the most Outstanding, known as the qualification of the Great Sword Immortal, although having this qualification, it definitely does not mean that you will be able to reach that height in the future, but let alone talk about the future, but only talk about the present, the realm and cultivation of these three people are all indisputable. Doubts are astonishing, among them, Gao Yehou and Diezhang were born in the same way, they both grew up in back alleys, and then had their own encounters, and soon stood out and became a blockbuster. Now Gao Yehou is already the son-in-law of a top family.

Qi Shou is a child of the Qi family.

And that Pang Yuanji is a young "perfect" who can't pick out any flaws. He came from a middle-class family, but at the beginning of his birth, he was a first-class innate sword embryo who caused a lot of trouble. At a young age, he followed that weird-tempered Master Yinguan practiced together, and he was half of his disciples. Pang Yuanji was also familiar with the saints of the three religions who lived on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and he often asked and learned from the three saints.

So if it is said that Qi Shou is the young man who is most compatible with Ning Yao, then Pang Yuanji can make many old people think that he is the junior who is most worthy of Ning Yao by himself.

After the three people came Dong Huafu.

After Dong Huafu and them, it was the third group. It wasn't that they were temporarily "at the bottom", so people would not take it seriously. In fact, even if these people were in Beiju Luzhou, they were born with the innate ability of being robbed by the Zong Zitou Xian family. Sword embryo.

But in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the term genius is not very valuable. Only a genius who has lived a long time can be considered a genius.

Yan Zhuo continued: "If you can't even beat me, then after you go out, you will stop after passing a test at most."

Yan Zhuo stared at the young man in the green shirt, "It's okay that I have nothing to do with you, besides, I really don't have a bad impression of you, Chen Pingan, but I, Yan Zhuo, are friends with Ning Yao, and I don't want The man Ning Yao picked would be knocked down three or two times as soon as he went out. Once he got down to this point, maybe Ning Yao didn't care, and you really didn't do anything wrong, but I, Dong Heitan, Diezhang, Sanqiu, I have no face to go out in the future drink wine."

Yan Zhuo finally said: "You said earlier that you owed us ten years of thanks, thank you for fighting side by side with Ning Yao for many years, I don't know what they think of the stack, anyway, I, Yan Zhuo, haven't agreed to accept it, as long as you beat me down Me, I'll accept it, even if you beat me to a bloody mess, it doesn't matter if I lose a few catties of fat, I'm happier! Saying this, will it make you feel uncomfortable, Chen Pingan?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I'm not uncomfortable, not at all."

Yan Zhuo said angrily: "What is that pestle doing over there? Come! People outside are waiting for your next trip!"

Chen Ping still shook his head, "Don't worry about our fight, I'll go out first, and when I come back, as long as you Yan Zhuo is willing, don't talk about one fight, three fights are fine."

Yan Zhuo was about to yell, but when he thought that Ning Yao was still not far away, his neck turned red, "Why don't you listen to my advice, I've already told you, fight with me first, and then there's no winner , each injured..."

for a moment.

Yan Zhuo's pupils shrank violently.

Standing abruptly beside him in a green shirt, still covering his sleeves with both hands, he said calmly, "Why should I pretend that I was injured? To avoid fights? I walked all the way to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and there were many fights. It's three games away."

Yan Zhuo said in a low voice: "Chen Pingan, why did you come to me suddenly? Pure martial artist, do you have such a fast figure? Otherwise, let's re-open the distance and come to compete again? I'm not angry just now, I didn’t pay attention at all, don’t count, start over.”

Chen Pingan smiled and took out a talisman from his sleeve, "It's a square inch talisman, which can help pure warriors shrink into inches."

Yan Zhuo suddenly realized.

Chen Ping put away the talisman.

Yan Zhuo realized later, and suddenly laughed angrily: "Your talisman is useless?! Chen Pingan, are you fooling a fool?"

Chen Ping hid his hands in his sleeves, raised his arms, and said with a smile, "Two hands."

Speaking of this, Chen Ping put away his smile, looked at the one-armed woman in the distance, and apologized: "I didn't mean to offend the girl in the mountain."

Diezhang smiled and shook his head, "I'm not that Fatty Yan with a big belly and a small belly. Mr. Chen doesn't need to care too much about my broken arm. Small things, even if you joke about it, it doesn't matter at all. Sister Ning joked Let me tell you that in the future with the man you like, you will eventually get married. If you can't help but hug each other, wouldn't it be embarrassing? I have also thought about this problem specifically, how should I stretch out my one arm, and what posture should I use."

Ning Yao stretched out his hands to pinch the cheeks of Diezhang, "What nonsense!"

Dong Huafu stood aside, alas, it turned out that Sister Ning would also talk about this, it was an eye-opener.

Ning Yao looked at Chen Pingan, who nodded with a smile, and then Ning Yao said, "Go, go to the Die Zhang shop and find a place to drink."

When everyone went out together, Ning Yao was still giving a lesson to the unobtrusive Yizhang, and his eyes were enough.

Diezhang smiled and apologized along the way, but he didn't have much sincerity.

Dong Huafu hangs on his tail, getting used to it.

Chen Pingan was protected by Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo, one on the left and one on the right. Yan Zhuo said in a low voice, "Chen Pingan, with your elusive movement skills and your being one of the few famous martial artists in the world Grandmaster, if you are lucky in the first two fights, you might be able to make it through, if you lose in the third fight, I am the most righteous person and will carry you back here myself!"

Chen Sanqiu smiled and said: "Don't believe Fatty Yan's nonsense, after leaving the door, this kind of fighting between young people, especially you, a foreigner who came from afar, is going to compete with sword repairers like us. Come and follow the rules, it will definitely not hurt your cultivation foundation, and moreover, it is just to determine the victory and defeat, the sword cultivates the sword, there is a sense of proportion, it may not make you covered in blood."

As a result, Chen Pingan said something that made the two of them puzzled, "This way, it will be troublesome instead."

After walking out of the gate of Ning Mansion, although there were crowds of young sword cultivators gathered in twos and threes outside, no one spoke out.

Waiting until the group of people were about to reach the Diezhang shop, on a long street, there were almost no pedestrians on the street, there were many wine shops on both sides of the street, and there were more people who came early to drink and watch the excitement, everyone drank separately, but everyone was very silent , smiling playfully.

A young man was already standing on the street, in full view of everyone, with a long sword on his waist, walking slowly.

Ning Yao glanced at it and stopped looking, continuing to chat with Die Zhang.

Yan Zhuo reminded softly: "He is a Sword Cultivator at Longmen Realm, his name is Ren Yi, and his natal flying sword is named..."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "It is enough to know the opponent's state and name, otherwise the victory will be invincible."

Chen Sanqiu sneered and said: "This Ren Yi is indeed the number one dog beside Qi Shou. He likes to rush forward in everything."

Ren Yi stopped fifty paces away, "Chen Ping'an, would you like to compete with me?"

Chen Ping took a few steps forward alone, but said: "If I say I don't want to, how can you answer?"

Ren Yi pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand, and said with a smile: "If you don't want to, then you don't dare. I don't need to answer the words, and I don't need to draw the sword."

In an instant, many people watching the battle saw a blue shirt rushing towards it like a rainbow, and it was not until this moment that there was a dull vibration on the street ground.

The young sword cultivators of the lower five realms, who were lower in realm, began to scold their mothers carelessly, because the wine glasses and bowls on the table were flicked, and a lot of wine was spilled.

Most middle-five sword cultivators silenced the movement with their own sword energy, and still focused on the battlefield.

As for some sword immortals of the upper five realms who sneaked in among them, they often didn't mind the clinking of cups and bowls on the wine table.

Ren Yi was horrified to find that the young man in green shirt was standing beside him, with one hand behind his back and the other holding the arm where he drew his sword, but he could no longer draw his sword out of its sheath. , and not being able to draw a sword are two different things."

Chen Ping's figure disappeared in a flash, like a blue smoke, dodging a flying sword that was flying like lightning, but when Ren Yi drew the sword again, the arm holding the sword was held by the person behind him again, and he still couldn't draw the sword out. sheath.

After several times, Ren Yi decided to simply change his strategy and rise into the air against the wind in order to distance himself from the pure martial artist on the ground, so that he could use his sword wantonly.

It's just that the natal flying sword, which is famous for its swiftness and fierceness, can't take a corner of that person's clothes no matter how unpredictable its trajectory is or its angle is tricky.

As soon as Ren Yi's feet left the ground, the man pressed his shoulders gently with his palm, and his feet were slapped back to the ground abruptly, "Sword repair kills the enemy, isn't it more invincible in close quarters?"

Ren Yi's state of mind is still as usual, and he is about to "distract" control the chopsticks of the restaurants on both sides, temporarily borrowing flying swords for himself, to win by quantity, and see how this guy evades when the time comes.

Ren Yi began to give up his original intention of using the flying sword to injure the enemy, and only surrounded the surroundings with the flying sword, and began to retreat and plunder.

But Ren Yi knew very well that he was just doing something to delay the battle for a while, trying to make himself lose face so that he would not lose face, otherwise he would give the impression that he was powerless to fight back. It's so easy for the opponent to punch someone. But, if you really think about it, it's even more humiliating!

Probably the outsider in the blue shirt felt the same way, so he appeared beside Ren Yi, twirled the flying sword with his fingers, stretched out his hand and pushed the latter's head, and instantly pushed him into a wine shop on the street.

The strength was ingenious, Ren Yi did not knock down the wine table near the street, after staggering, he stopped quickly, and Chen Pingan gently threw back the flying sword.

Ren Yi was so ashamed and angry that he directly left the street in Yufeng.

At this time, a young man in white clothes stood up from a wine shop, without a sword, he walked to the street, "A martial artist, dare to insult our swordsman? Why, if you win a game, you have to look down on sword energy Great Wall?"

Between the words, densely packed flying swords hovered around the young master in white. Not only that, but the whole street behind him was like soldiers in a battlefield.

There must be only one natal flying sword, but it is extremely difficult to find the real flying sword.

The most difficult part is that this person's flying sword can be replaced at any time, and the true or false is uncertain. It can even be said that all flying swords are natal swords.

Yan Zhuo wanted to "chat" with Chen Sanqiu on purpose, and tell the troubles of Feijian, but Ning Yao had already turned his head and signaled Fatty Yan not to speak.

Yan Zhuo had no choice but to give up.

Chen Ping looked forward, and the flying sword came pouring down like a flood.

Chen Pingan moved across to the wine shop, smiled and excused himself, and formed a sword array that looked like a scout on the battlefield. Dozens of whistling turns, rushed into the wine shop one after another, blocking the man's way, and saw The man bowed his head sometimes, turned sideways at other times, walked to the street, and walked into the wine shop, just getting closer and closer to the man, causing a lot of laughter and cursing, vaguely mixed with some inappropriate applause, rare Sparse and extra harsh.

If it was on the battlefield south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it should be like this, and it should be like this.

How many sword immortals deliberately trapped themselves in the siege of the monster army with a dying blow?

How many sword repairers, in the battle, deliberately choose a burly monster with rough skin and thick flesh but can't move smoothly as a shield to resist those overwhelming slashes and win a little respite for themselves.

Chen Pingan suddenly, after walking on the street once, stopped "walking in the courtyard" and started running wildly.

The young man in white who was a golden core sword cultivator frowned, and didn't choose to let the other party get close. He pinched his fingers and smiled slightly.

After the punch in the green shirt, it just shattered the afterimage in place, but the sword cultivator's real body was condensed in a sword array behind the street, his figure was swaying and very chic.

It attracted many young girls and young women watching the battle with high spirits. Of course, they all hope that this person can win a big victory.

It's just that after wearing the green shirt, it seemed that he started to really get excited, and his figure was erratic, so that all sword cultivators below the Jindan realm couldn't see the man's face at all.

A young man in sackcloth said softly: "Flying Sword is still not fast enough, we lost."

The drinker at the same table was a bearded man who was blind in one eye. He nodded and raised his bowl to drink.

After a while.

The young man in white has already lost his body several times and then gathered his body together again, but the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer without knowing it.

In the end, the palm in the green shirt pressed down on the face door, but instead of pushing it away, it pressed down directly, and the whole person leaned against the street, smashing a big hole.

Chen Pingan didn't look at the young sword cultivator whose aura was stagnant, and said softly: "It's amazing, it's the Great Wall of Sword Qi, not you or anyone else, please remember this."

Chen Ping looked around, "Can't remember? Change someone and come back."

Chen Pingan shook his sleeves, then rolled them up lightly, and smiled as he walked, "You must get a flying sword that is fast enough. There are too many, it's really useless."

On the street, there was silence.

Chen Ping stopped, narrowed his eyes and said, "I heard that there is someone called Qi Shou. I have been thinking about my Ningyao's Dragon Slaying Platform for a long time, and I really hope that your flying sword is fast enough."

Ning Yao was just about to speak.

Chen Pingan seemed to have a tacit understanding, without turning his head, he raised a hand and waved it lightly.

Ning Yao stopped talking.

After this scene, the young man in sackcloth couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't say it's Qi Shou, even I can't help but make a move."

Unexpectedly, the stranger in green shirt on the street looked at him with a smile and said, "Pang Yuanji, I think you can make a move."

The young man in the restaurant said seriously, "I'm afraid I'll kill you."

Chen Pingan replied: "I beg you not to die."