At dawn, when we approached the gate of Daoxuan Mountain, we only had to walk a few steps to go from one world to another. Zhong Qiu asked, "Excuse me for asking, who will help me get to the Great Wall of Jianqi?"
I'm busy, so there may be some worries on the way home."
Cui Dongshan didn't have anything to hide, he said with a smile: "It's a small favor from the master of Chunfanzhai, the Sword Immortal Shao Yunyan. Money can only help the gods, so it's not worth worrying about Master Zhong."
Naturally, Zhong Qiu didn't believe what the young man said. If he wanted to hand over money to Shao Yunyan of Chunbanzhai, he would have to be able to knock on the door.
But since Cui Dongshan said there was no need to worry, Zhong Qiu was relieved. Otherwise, both parties were now from the Luopo Mountain Ancestral Master Hall. If there was really a place where Zhong Qiu's contribution was needed, Zhong Qiu still hoped that Cui Dongshan could tell the truth.
Regarding Cui Dongshan, not only was Zhongqiu weird in his heart, but Zhongqiu also saw that three people including Zhu Lian, Zheng Dafeng and Tiger Wei Bo, as the oldest people on the hilltop of Luolu Mountain, they had no interest in this young man.
The appearance of a foreign expert is actually very concerned about how close he is to this person. The reason is very simple. The "young man" named Cui Dongshan has a mind as heavy as the abyss. As a national teacher of a country, Zhong Qiu can be said to have read countless people.
, after seeing the emperors, generals and heroes all over the world, and even Yu Zhenyi, who turned to practice Taoism and seek immortality, he could see clearly that it was this young man in white who played and played with Pei Qian all day long.
Deep down, there seems to be an original intention speaking to oneself. The best policy is not to delve deeply into this person's state of mind.
The gatekeeper here is the little Taoist priest who is as tall as the Great Heavenly King. At this moment, the little Taoist priest no longer lowers his head to read, but just looks at the group of four people without concealing his eyes.
Then the little Taoist boy who once slapped Lu Tai out of the Shangxiang Tower focused on four things and asked three questions to the four people respectively, including the same question to the young man in Confucian shirt and the little girl with a hiking stick.
I asked Zhongqiu, "Are you willing to go to Shangxiang Tower to buy a stick of incense? If the incense can be lit, you can enter my door. From now on, you and I may be able to treat each other as brothers, but I
There is no guarantee that your seniority will be able to rise to the top in one step. This matter must be made clear to you first."
If you are an ordinary cultivator in the world, you should regard these words as a blessing as high as the heaven and the earth.
Ask Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang, "Whose disciples do they belong to?"
Ask Cui Dongshan, "Who are you?"
Zhong Qiu smiled and replied by concentrating the sound into a line: "Thank you for your love, but I am a disciple of Confucianism and a half-pure martial artist. I have no idea about practicing immortal arts."
Cao Qinglang looked calm and replied with the ripples in his heart: "In the vast world, the inheritance of the master is the most important thing. I don't say anything, I hope the real person can forgive me."
Regarding these two answers that were quite expected, Xiao Daotong didn't find it strange at all. He nodded and understood, not to mention getting angry.
It is really boring to watch the various forms of living beings on the Hanging Mountain year after year. I just want to find some surprises.
The little girl, holding an emerald green hiking stick made from a golden bamboo whip in the Lei Pond, did not speak, but looked up at the sky, pretending to be deaf and dumb. It seemed that she got the answer from the young man's heart, and then she began to move little by little,
Finally, he hid behind the boy in white. Xiao Daotong laughed dumbly. His reputation in Daixuan Mountain was not bad. He had never done anything to bully others. Occasionally, he relied on his own little skills.
Fa, it’s all about small things.
It was just the answer of the young man wearing an ancient true dragon's shed skin that left the little Taoist boy speechless. The guy came and said something without thinking, neither concentrating his words into a line, nor speaking with the ripples in his heart.
He said directly: "I am Dongshan."
The little Taoist boy had no interest in lingering. He lowered his head and continued to flip through the book. The door next to him opened automatically.
A group of four people walked towards the gate. Pei Qian had been hiding farthest from the path boy. Now when the big white goose moved, she stood on the left side of the big white goose and moved along, as if she couldn't see the path.
Tong, Xiaodao Tong couldn't see her either.
After Cui Dongshan boarded the ship in Laolongcheng, he only reminded Pei Qian of one thing: when meeting an expert, he would not take a second look and take a detour to try to avoid disturbing the river.
Pei Qian asked how to be considered an expert. Cui Dongshan laughed and said that those people who at first glance look like they are surrounded by clouds and mist in their inner lakes are considered experts. After one glance, they should imitate Chen Lingjun and treat him as a real blind man, and then imitate that.
Xiaomi Li'er pretended to be mute.
Zhong Qiu put his foot on the ground and his breathing was a little uneasy, but it was nothing serious. After a few breaths, he got used to it.
He is also a pure warrior who has reached the Far Traveling Realm. He was born in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land and the Haoran World. In fact, there is a big difference.
Zhong Qiu, as a national master, actually consumes a lot of energy and spirit. When the Lotus Root Blessed Land turned into a lotus root blessed land, there was no way to overcome it. Zhong Qiu was relieved of the burden of the national master, both in his state of mind and in his mental strength.
In fact, before Zhongqiu walked into Luoluo Mountain, there were already two Zhongqiu. Therefore, during those ten years, Zhongqiu first broke the bottleneck of the six realms and successfully entered the Golden Realm. Finally, in a game
After an accident or chance, he first saw the moon when he was near the water, but he didn't know that Zhong Qiu, who saw the moon when he was on the balcony, crossed a big threshold.
It seems like chance and luck, but in reality it is just accumulation.
Cao Qinglang was the one who was suffering the most. His face was slightly pale, and he hid his hands in his sleeves, each making secrets to help him concentrate his mind and soul.
This method was taught by Mr. Lu in his early years.
Pei Qian returned to normal earlier than Cao Qinglang, shaking her head with great pride. Look, Cao Mutou next to her had a long and long road to practice, which made her very worried.
Previously, Cui Dongshan had a heartfelt conversation with her, "I'll tease that little guy."
Pei Qian reminded him, "Don't go too far."
Cui Dongshan was the last one to walk through the door. He leaned back and stretched his neck, as if he wanted to see clearly what the little Taoist boy was reading.
The little Taoist boy smiled and said: "Hanging upside down on the mountain, a certain nephew of Pindao is not very friendly to the dragons."
Cui Dongshan had already disappeared through the door. Without thinking, he took another step back and asked, "What did you say just now?"
The little Taoist boy was stunned for a moment, turned around and frowned, "What realm are you in?"
Cui Dongshan laughed and said: "I said that I am in the Ascension Realm, do you believe it?"
The little Taoist boy shook his head.
The young man was so full that he discussed this actually boring topic with him seriously, and continued to ask: "Then why do you ask me? I said I was in the Nascent Soul Realm or the Jade Purity Realm, and you just believed it.
?Do you believe in me, or do you believe in yourself? How do I know whether you believe in you or me in your mind? Then how should I believe which one you believe in? "
The little boy was stunned for a long time and asked, "Are you mentally ill?"
The young man really couldn't bear to leave. He kept his posture with his feet already in the wild world and his body leaning back, still in the vast world. "What will you do if the worry is not on the road itself and you and I are not there? Taking medicine will help."
ah?"
The little Taoist boy was completely speechless.
The young man said with a playful smile: "You are serious. You asked me if I was sick, and then I asked if you wanted to take medicine. Now you're being tricked?"
The little Taoist boy asked doubtfully: "Are you tired of living?"
The young man said with a straight face: "How can we repay the existence of human beings in heaven and earth? In the end, we have to repay with death."
The little Taoist boy frowned, closed his book, and planned to drag this guy back to the upside-down mountain and beat him up. When the time came, the truth would naturally come to light, and he never thought that the guy would see something bad happen and run away.
After a moment, he leaned back again and said with a smile to the little Taoist boy: "That Matsujian Collection, which seems to be full of romance for most of the book, is really worthless. The infatuated scholar died in the end, but the woman did not die for love.
, but remarried someone else and gave birth to a lot of fat babies. Are you annoyed or angry? This is nothing. The most annoying thing is that the scholar was reincarnated and became the son of the woman's son.
Absolutely wonderful, wonderful!”
The little Taoist boy exhaled slightly, forced out a smile, and said slowly: "Come, let's have a good chat."
The young man in white finally realized what was going on and got out of here, and did not intend to talk to him any more.
As soon as the bastard left, the troubled little Taoist boy quickly turned the book to the end, and his eyes widened suddenly. The book showed the ending with flowers and a full moon.
Cui Dongshan returned again and said worriedly: "I forgot to tell you that this is a later version that was tampered by a black-hearted bookseller. The earliest undefeated volume and the unedited ending of the first edition are not so beautiful, but such a
Come on, sales are not going well, and bookstores can’t sell books. Don’t believe it? This is a reprint of Liu Xiazhou Dunxi’s Yushanfang, right? Alas, rare books are not even considered rare, so why not?
Seeing such enthusiasm, even reading the Kwun Tong edition of that article would be great. However, there is a set of rouge editions of unknown origin. Whenever men and women meet, the content will not be deleted but given away. That is really excellent, you
If you have money and time, you must buy it!"
The little Taoist boy asked: "Do you have one?"
The young man in white said helplessly: "Why do I, a great monk of the Fifth Realm, spend money to collect these different versions of novels about talented men and beautiful women?"
The little Taoist boy sighed, put away the book, and it would make him sad if he took another look at it. Finally, he got down to business, "My senior nephew, it seems, has not been able to find out where you are."
The man narrowed his eyes with a smile, nodded and said: "Then let him stop investigating. He is tired of living, and he may be punished by God or struck by lightning. Do you think that a site as big as Hanging Mountain can be as cool as me, between two big heavens and earth?"
Time, come when you want, leave when you want? Right?"
The little Taoist boy finally stood up.
In an instant, just a few feet away, the little Taoist priest, who was only as tall as a market boy, stood suddenly like a mountain between heaven and earth.
Cui Dongshan waved goodbye, "Don't think about waiting for the rabbit, let alone the idea of closing the door and letting the dogs out. If I, a great god in the fifth realm, raise my hands and feet, the earth will shake and the mountains will shake. Before you are afraid, I will
Just be afraid first."
The little Taoist boy was about to make an exception and go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to drag this man back to the boundary of the Upside Down Mountain. He never thought that the Great Heavenly Lord sitting on the top of the solitary peak suddenly said indifferently: "Let him go."
The little Taoist boy turned his head, his eyes were cold, looking at the figure on the top of the lonely peak, "You want to stop me from doing things with rules?"
The Great Heavenly Lord, who had a different Taoist lineage from the little Taoist boy, sneered: "
Rules? The rules are all set by me. You have been dissatisfied with this matter for many years. How could I ever use the rules to pressure you? It's just the law."
The little Taoist boy was so angry that he walked around in circles.
Suddenly another head popped out and said sadly: "It makes me angry to be betrayed by foreigners and blocked by my own people. It really makes me angry."
When the little Taoist boy got really angry, he directly triggered a strange phenomenon in the sky high above the hanging mountain. Clouds surged in the sky, huge waves arose on the sea, gods fought, and numerous docked ferries fluctuated. Everyone was horrified, but they didn't know the reason.
The Lord of the Upside Down Mountain, who had already set up a small world at the gate at the foot of the mountain, said calmly: "Enough is enough."
Only then did Cui Dongshan completely enter the Sword Qi Great Wall.
There are some truths about the size of sesame seeds and mung beans, which are clearly explained by the biggest fist of Daoxuanshan. Then, there are always people who take the initiative to hold a knife to help solve all the difficult problems in front of them.
But Cui Dongshan was still in a bad mood.
That little Taoist boy's Taoism is just like that, but he has a good background. Not to mention the little Taoist boy's master, one of the beings who is deeply involved with the little Taoist boy is a big shot in Bai Yujing. Cui Dongshan is actually not pleasing to the eye.
It's been quite a few years.
But when he thought that he could only displease him, but could not immediately put him on the ground and teach him how to behave, and could only wait for the opportunity to come, Cui Dongshan felt that he was really useless.
As a reasonable person like me, who has friends all over the world, there shouldn't be such an overnight feud in the world.
Thinking about the current state of that old bastard Cui Chan, Cui Dongshan became even more depressed.
So my face doesn't look good.
Pei Qian asked worriedly: "You said something unpleasant and then got beaten? You went out and suffered a loss, so be patient."
Cui Dongshan shook his head, and it was rare that he didn't make some jokes with this senior sister.
In the lineage of literary saints, whether it is grudges or lessons, between master and disciple, between brothers, no matter who or what they do, it should be their own business behind closed doors.
From my lineage of literary saints, from my teacher to my students, have I ever harmed the world for the sake of my own selfish desires?
When did we end up being reduced to the point where we can only let others join forces and dictate what we do?
In the lineage of literary saints, how can we talk about incense?
Is it really wrong?
No!
Not to mention the entire world, just the smallest Aquarius Continent, how many people know about Luolu Mountain, and how many people have their portraits hung there?
For hundreds of years, the blame has been on Cui Chan, and of course it is also on me, Cui Dongshan!
Also the down-and-out old scholar who imprisoned himself in the Forest of Merit! Also the one who hid in the sea to visit his mother’s fairy! And the stupid guy who just ate and did nothing, and finally disappeared without a trace!
What if in the future, I, Mr. Cui Dongshan, are students of your old scholar, you two are useless people who have no level of cultivation, but never know how to share the worries of the teacher, and your little junior brother ends up like this? So what will happen?
Are you still so alone against all the enemies in the world, straightening your back, looking up at the heavenly beings all by yourself?
I am Cui Dongshan?
In the future, he will stick to Aquarius Continent. If there is a serious concern about the collapse of that continent, the old bastard will not be able to die for the time being, but Cui Dongshan can die.
Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Tell me. I'll help you if I can. Even if I can't help you, I can still cheer you up."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "I feel so happy when I think about seeing you again."
Pei Qian nodded, and then said sternly: "Then keep it in check. You can't be happy all at once. You have to give the happiness of today to tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Then if you are sad in the future, you can take it.
Come out and be happy."
Cui Dongshan suddenly laughed, this time he was really happy.
Because he suddenly remembered that the one thing his husband seems to be best at in this life is to survive.
Cui Dongshan looked up.
It was really his first time to visit the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
I heard that the guy who forgot whether his surname was Zuo or Right or Zuo is now staying on the top of the city and drinking the northwest wind every day? Haifeng didn't eat enough and came here to drink the Gangfeng. Can his brain not be damaged?
It really makes me sad to think that I once had such a junior brother.
Cui Dongshan narrowed his eyes, "Let's go directly to the city! There is a lot of fun there to see."
Pei Qian said angrily: "How can the great excitement be compared to when I go to see Master?!"
Cui Dongshan said with an innocent face: "My husband is over there. Judging from his posture, he wants to fight with someone."
Pei Qian stamped his feet and said with a sad face: "What's going on with the people here? They just know how to bully Master, an outsider!"
Pei Qian took a deep breath, gripped the hiking pole tightly, and took the lead in running like flying.
Cui Dongshan secretly took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, turned to an elderly female crown in the sword master's room and smiled: "I borrowed it, I'm actually very poor."
A talisman boat appeared out of thin air.
Cui Dongshan lay on the railing and shouted: "Sister, what are you doing?"
Pei Qian looked up and was stunned for a moment. How rich is the big white goose? Then she jumped up high, lightly touched the railing of the ferry with her walking stick, and then her body floated into the fuzhou boat.
As he got closer and closer to the city, Pei Qian twisted out a yellow paper talisman, hesitated for a moment, and put it back into his sleeve.
Master is right over there, what are you afraid of?
If Master saw it, it would be okay to say that it was just a meal of chestnuts. If Master Wife saw it, it would leave a bad impression that someone was wrongfully killed, how can one remedy the situation?
Without saying a word, he just kowtows to his wife, which probably won’t do much good.
Cui Dongshan sat on the bow railing, his feet swaying and his sleeves swaying.
A young man is like the latest white cloud in this wild world.
Swordsmen are all swordsmen.
Everywhere he looked, there were sword cultivators everywhere.
The most lethal Qi practitioners in the world and the fastest to kill enemies are these guys.
Pei Qian only dared to stick half of his head above the railing, and he had to protect his head with both hands to cover his face as much as possible. Then he opened his eyes wide and carefully searched for the figure of his master on the top of the city.
That self-created set of crazy swordsmanship is probably still a bit behind the curve, so I’d better try it later.
Don't worry, wait until you have the little donkey that the master promised to give her, then take Li Huai and the others through many rivers and lakes, and then save up money to buy a really good sword. In the meantime,
I have to fight with a certain white-haired guy for a few times. I’ll wait for a while. We’ll talk about it later.
On top of the city.
The gamblers, big and small, were all stunned.
I have seen Ah Liang with enough evil intentions, but I have never seen such an outrageously evil second shopkeeper.
The gambler who bet on the one punch that knocked out Yu Xuanfu lost, the one who bet on three punches and five punches also lost, the one who bet on the five punches and less than ten punches still lost, the bettor on a hundred fucking punches
The ones inside, they all fucking lost. Not to mention those who were on the gambling table, even those who were sitting on the bank, all had dark faces, not good at all, God knows where so many stupid people appeared.
There are only a handful of rich people, but they bet that Chen Ping'an will beat Yu Xuanfu after a hundred punches! It's not an ordinary big bet!
In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, when you bet on A Liang, the banker can still win money. However, the result is now good. Except for a few sneaky people, all the banker bets are killed!
From the beginning to the end, the second shopkeeper never threw a single punch. Instead, she allowed Yu Xuanfu to punch out like a rainbow. Now she has thrown out more than a hundred moves.
However, the second shopkeeper didn’t show any conscience, and all of them were picked up by the roadside dogs in the world. And if they are not unscrupulous, if they are willing to tell the truth, then even though the second shopkeeper only defends but does not attack, he will not throw a punch.
, but it looks really good to play.
A young martial artist in the Golden Body Realm can dodge punches or receive hard punches so smoothly and with great momentum, just like a swordsman wielding a sword, which is considered unique for the second shopkeeper.
But you guys are here to make money. No matter how good your second shopkeeper Chen Ping'an is, can you use it as money? Can you drink ten pots and hundreds of jars of Zhuhai Dongtian wine for free?
An old swordsman who lost all his money began to persuade the brothers and sisters, "After this fight, let's find an opportunity to put a sack on Chen Pingan and beat him up?"
Someone said helplessly: "This guy is a thief. It's hard to say who will be in the sack when the time comes. We can all pool money together and hire a swordsman to secretly draw the sword. It will be more reliable."
So someone made a tentative suggestion: "I heard that the Sword Immortal Tao Wen had a falling out with the second shopkeeper recently, and it seems that the spoils were unevenly divided, and Tao Wen is famous for not giving face to anyone, so why not pay him to take action?
Otherwise, ordinary swordsmen would not be willing to use swords for some immortal money. After all, the second shopkeeper who has suffered a thousand blows also has a senior swordsman who is a great swordsman."
Another shrewd and seasoned sword cultivator echoed: "Yes, yes, those in the Immortal Realm will definitely not take action, but those in the Nascent Soul Realm may not be safe, so they have to be in the Jade Pu Realm. I think Tao Wen has such a simple and honest temperament."
The cheerful Jade Purity Sword Cultivator is indeed in the same pot as the second shopkeeper, Tao Wen can do it! Besides, Tao Wen is always short of money, so the price will not be too high."
Some people still muttered, "What if Tao Wen doesn't fall out with the second shopkeeper? Then we won't have to be taken over by the second shopkeeper?"
For a moment, everyone was filled with righteous indignation and began to pool their efforts. Soon someone suggested: "Then the Posuzhou Sword Immortal Yuan Qingshu? Posuzhou is the territory of the Yasheng lineage, and it is not easy to deal with the second shopkeeper's lineage, is it possible?
Will it be more stable than Tao Wen? Don’t they all say that Yuan Qingshu disliked wine shops for cheating people?"
"Yuan Qingshu is probably still in trouble. I think Gao Kui is good, and he has such a good relationship with Pang Yuanji. I guess the second shopkeeper is an eyesore to me for a day or two."
Suddenly someone complained: "God knows if there will be another big hole dug, just waiting for us to jump out of it?"
Some people sighed and gritted their teeth and said: "I can't live this life anymore. When I walk now, everyone I see is the stooge of the evil shopkeeper!"
The others fell silent.
Except for the last person who revealed the secret, and not to mention some nonsense, at least half of those who spoke up and offered suggestions were really the shills of the second shopkeeper.
Above the city, Chen Pingan
Still unhurried and slow, he evaded everything. When he couldn't avoid it, he took action to block Yu Xuanfu's punch.
He received hundreds of punches from her and didn't hit even one.
This is Chen Pingan’s original intention.
Then by the way, besides Cao Ci, he is the fastest puncher and the heaviest puncher among his peers in the world.
At the same time, Chen Ping'an also has to check his own boxing intention bit by bit, check for leaks and fill in the gaps. It seems to be unpredictable, and he must win or not. In fact, it is fast and orderly, and he can do whatever he wants. Everything is only under control.
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So when Yu Xuanfu no longer hides his strength and uses his fastest body shape to successfully hit Chen Pingan's first punch, that's when Chen Pingan will really fight back.
Also use the fastest punch to deliver the heaviest punch.
The Great Wall of Sword Qi acts without restraint, and neither the punches nor the state of mind are hindered.
The battle with Yu Xuanfu against the enemy is different from the previous Qi Shou and Pang Yuanji's sword-fighting and guarding. The latter had too many worries and inevitably had to be cautious, working hard to pursue a small victory without losing, and win by a few points.
It was Chen Ping'an who was a bit more unexpected from the top of the city in the complex Sword Qi Great Wall. In fact, both parties were foreigners, and they were both pure martial artists. Chen Ping'an was on the side of Yu Xuanfu.
There is absolutely no need to think so much.
Just like what he said to Nalan Yexing before, Chen Ping'an himself was very curious about how fast he could punch once he completely let go of his hands and feet when there was an opponent in front of him and his fist concentration was at its peak.
I, a martial artist, punch!
Who would not think that when a martial artist sees my boxing skills that day, he will just feel that the sky is above and he can only hold back his fists and dare not deliver them!
A belated and extremely eye-catching talisman boat, like a nimble fish, shuttled through the crowd of sword cultivators with swords hovering in the air. Finally, it was only a few dozen steps away from the city head. The two people above the city head
The warriors were sparring, and it was clearly visible... two ethereal figures that were as erratic as smoke.
When Pei Qian actually saw his master, he no longer feared anything. He sat on the bow railing with the big white goose and put the hiking pole across his knees.
As he watched, Pei Qian felt a little complicated.
This is the first time she has seen such a master.
Since meeting Master, we have met again and again. Master seems to have never been so high-spirited.
Either it seems, or it doesn't.
There is no worry in Master's heart or brow.
Master is really just a pure martial artist.
Her master at this moment is Chen Pingan himself.
Pei Qian was both happy and sad.
She placed her fists lightly on the hiking pole. She was a slightly dark girl with eyes that were as bright as the sun and the moon.
Cui Dongshan smiled slightly and unknowingly shook his sleeves. The ripples were subtle, but they were able to cover up a vision for her.
Not far from Fu Zhou, there was an old swordsman wielding a giant sword. Behind him stood small heads, high and low, left and right.
One child shook his head and said: "This Chen Pingan, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I'm going to lose for sure!"
Children kept chiming in, expressing their regret for the famous second shopkeeper's misfortune and anger.
After all, your second shopkeeper is half a family member of our Sword Qi Great Wall, but you lost to the foreign martial artist from the Middle Earth Divine Continent. How do you feel about that?
The old swordsman just watched the battle quietly, smiling and saying nothing.
Anyway, he was not the only one who lost money. Every gambler on the city wall had a bad look on his face, and their eyes were as evil as flying swords. It looked like everyone had lost.
One of the children turned his head and looked at a little Heitan on the strange little ferry. He looked not very old at all.
He asked: "Hey, who are you? I've never seen you before?"
Pei Qian turned his head and said timidly: "I am my master's disciple."
The child rolled his eyes, "Who is this disciple's master?"
Pei Qian hesitated for a moment, then suddenly smiled brightly, "My master is the one who can win with just one punch on the top of the city!"
The child curled his lips and murmured in a low voice: "So he is the apprentice of Yu Zongfu? I think he might as well be the apprentice of the second shopkeeper."
Pei Qian was stunned for a moment. Are all the children in Jianqi Great Wall so stupid? They don't look any better than those white hairs.
Thinking of this, Pei Qian quickly turned around and looked around. There were too many people and he couldn't see the white head of the Taihui Sword Sect.
That's good, Bai Shou had better leave the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Pei Qian no longer looked any further, but looked more at the master's punching style.
Alas, it must be that the master is too outstanding and has made many enemies in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
It's a pity that the swordsman has no eyesight, but it's a shame that the master is so invincible.
On top of the city, some sword immortals in the sea of sword-wielding clouds took the lead in overlooking the battlefield.
Then came the Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator who noticed some clues.
As for the other young swordsmen, they are still kept in the dark and have no idea. The outcome is only a thin line.
Yu Xuanfu kicked the ground, his body was flying at lightning speed, and when she disappeared from sight in an instant, there was a loud bang on the spot, causing ripples in circles. Yu Xuanfu arrived at the next door in an instant at a speed that was far faster than before.
She punched her three hundred and thirty-one times. In front of the guy who actually had no damage to his combat power, he hit his chest with a knee, followed by a punch, hitting Chen Ping'an on the forehead, making the opponent's head sway back.
As he left, Yu Xuanfu retreated as soon as he succeeded. With the help of the fist on the opponent's forehead and the feedback of his own fist's impact, Yu Xuanfu retreated ten feet in an instant.
Since her punches are not considered swordsmen and flying swords, she can use blunt knives to cut flesh. This is actually her original intention of asking for punches. He is not in a hurry, and she is even less anxious. She just needs to accumulate advantages bit by bit and then successfully hit them.
If you throw such punches more than ten times, you will be victorious. If you accumulate enough winning power, you will be victorious!
As soon as Yu Xuanfu stepped on the ground with his feet, he felt a sudden shock.
After the punch, Yu Xuanfu was not only beaten back, but also punched in the head and swayed backwards. In order to stop his body, Yu Xuanfu leaned back and slid all the way out, unable to fall down.
Not only that, Yu Xuanfu had to rely on instinct to change his route and avoid Chen Ping'an's punch, which was bound to be extremely powerful and heavy.
But the next moment, Yu Xuanfu did hide, but the green shirt seemed to have been waiting for him there for a long time. This was a feeling that Yu Xuanfu was very familiar with, but also strange, because in the past, the people who faced each other just waited.
Somewhere, I know how to punch, but today on top of the city, my opponent changed, and he was not polite at all. One punch fell, and Yu Xuanfu, who had not yet completely straightened up, was hit with her head before her back.
Both feet hit the ground first.
The blood on Yu Xuanfu's face was like flowers.
Yu Xuanfu's eyes were still calm. He raised his elbows one by one, rotated his body, and flew sideways. Finally, he retreated facing Chen Ping'an, with his knees slightly bent and his hands interlocked in front of him.
Another punch came straight at her, but Yu Xuanfu's inconspicuous ten-finger gesture was definitely not the boxing style she had learned.
But Yu Xuanfu was specifically aiming at Chen Ping'an's boxing move. Over the past few days, he had figured out a magic hand that could cut off his punching intention and prevent him from pulling back and forth!
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "A little clever."
But what he really cares about is not the battlefield where there is no suspense about victory or defeat, but the subtle changes in the expressions of everyone outside the battlefield. The more expressionless the person is, or the person with the calm smile, the more Cui Dongshan is interested.
After the punch, Yu Xuanfu no longer held on as hard as before. He fell backwards, put his hands on the ground, turned his body upside down, exerted force when his ankles touched the ground, and bent his waist and moved horizontally several feet away.
But he found that Chen Pingan was just standing there. Where he stood, the sword energy receded, and the sword intention and fist intention sharpened each other, making Chen Pingan's motionless figure like a mountain, distorted like a slightly wrinkled picture scroll.
If Yu Xuanfu refuses to retreat but advances, then I will exchange punches with you Chen Pingan!
Yu Xuanfu rushed forward, punched out, and moved forward indomitably.
Unexpectedly, when the person approached, he seemed to suddenly change his attention and did not want to fight her with punches. He twisted his body, bent down and turned around. Not only did he avoid Yu Xuanfu's punch, but he came to Yu Zhanfu.
Behind Yu Xuanfu, he held the back of her head with one hand, and then ran all the way, pressing Yu Xuanfu's face to the top of the city.
Cui Dongshan laughed softly and said: "Senior sister, have you seen that the peak of boxing intention is not to punch without restraint, but to punch, stop punching, and then punch again? I can punch according to my heart, and I can use it according to my heart.
, this is the mastery of the punch, the true mastery of punches. Otherwise, Mr. just did not change the direction of the punch and delivered it smoothly, the woman would have been dead or half dead."
Pei Qian couldn't take his eyes away and complained: "Don't make any noise."
Cui Dongshan didn't take it seriously either. Even if she didn't take it seriously, it seemed like she didn't remember anything at all. But in fact, she thought she had seen many scenery but didn't remember it, and all the sounds of heaven and earth that she heard but didn't seem to hear. In fact, she thought she had seen but didn't remember anything.
It's all in her heart. Whenever she needs to remember it, she can use it and she can remember it instantly.
Yu Xuanfu sat on the ground with his back against the wall, looking up at Chen Pingan, "There is still a third game."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "There will be no third game. You and I know it well. If you don't want to admit defeat, we can wait until you break through."
Yu Xuanfu swallowed a mouthful of blood and did not wipe the blood on his face. He frowned and said: "The more martial arts, the better. Are you afraid that Ning Yao will misunderstand?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I'm afraid."
Yu Xuanfu was speechless.
Chen Ping'an then looked up at the talisman boat, raised an arm, made a fist lightly, shook it, and said with a smile: "It's here."
Pei Qian jumped up, holding the hiking pole under his arm, standing on the bow railing, imitating the millet grains, and gently clapped his hands.
Cao Qinglang walked to the bow of the ferry. It was rare for a young man to smile so brightly.
Cui Dongshan still sat where he was, holding his sleeves with his hands, bowing his head and saluting: "Student pays homage to sir."
If we add the people sitting cross-legged on the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall in the distance.
So today’s Sword Qi Great Wall.
The lineage of literary saints is regarded as having faded and can be ignored.
There is the Great Sword Immortal, Chen Ping'an, a martial artist in the Seventh Realm, Pei Qian, the peak martial artist in the Fourth Realm, Cui Dongshan in the Yupu Realm, and Cao Qinglang, the bottleneck in the Dongfu Realm.