Chapter 411 I will pick you up
Seeing the tense situation, Cao Changqing, who has never brought a weapon against the enemy, is defiant. Even if he meets the legendary Li Chungang in the past, he still goes straight forward, ignoring the majestic sword intent of the old sword god.
Xu Fengnian can only guarantee that he will not back down. If he wants to go further, it is already difficult to go to the blue sky.
Jiang Ni was forced back step by step by the air waves of the two swords colliding, raised his hand to cover the dead branches and fallen leaves flying in the sky, and said anxiously: "Uncle Qizhao, can you not do it?"
Li Chungang, on the other hand, had a leisurely expression of an old god, and let Cao Changqing enter again and again, but squinted and smiled: "Old man, I have been sitting in the carriage for so long, and my hands are itchy. I can't help myself." he?"
While speaking, he waved his finger at Cao Changqing. Dozens of criss-crossing gullies appeared on the bluestone slab in the temple instantly. The cracks and cracks in each gully were shocking, but when they spread to Cao Changqing, they seemed to be blocked invisibly, abruptly. stop.
Cao Changqing's face sank like water, but he still walked forward. The more he moved forward, the bigger the crack became.
The air waves formed by the collision of sword intents splashed dust layer by layer like ripples, until they were ten steps away, Cao Changqing stopped, and in a trance, it seemed that two curved light curtains bloomed in front of the two of them.
At this step, arcs of light collided, and countless sword qi burst out. Although they didn't actually make a move, it was already a confrontation at the level of sword intent.
Zhou Ji looked at the two peerless masters staring wide-eyed in front of the hall. The translucent sword aura revealed the cheapness of the special effects, and the stance output of the confrontation of ideas gave the illusion of a shortage of funds.
Recalling the fight between Lao Kui and Lao Huang at the bottom of the lake, and Nangong Pushe circling outside Lingzhou City, I can't help but sigh that the martial arts style in this world is indeed a little strange.
Zhou Ji couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, yawned, and looked at the man and woman who had reunited after a long absence.
Zhou Ji once heard the story of his sister and Hong Xixiang from Xu Fengnian.
This year, Xu Xiao brought four of his siblings to Wudang Mountain to burn incense. Xu Zhihu, who was dressed in red, met the little Taoist Hong Xixiang.
The scene where the two meet for the first time is very common, and they haven’t been together for a long time, but maybe there is an inexplicable thing that binds the two together.
It's like falling in love at first sight, and it's like a relationship between three generations.
Zhou Ji didn't know when Hong Xixiang would be able to go down the mountain with his own strength, but he could feel that the life of this woman named Xu Zhihu was counting down.
Si Teng gave up everything and planted himself in his heart. If Zhou Ji was willing to dig out the Nine-Eyed Dzi Orb from his heart and give it to Xu Zhihu to continue his life, then she would be able to stop her fiercely burning life that was fueled by life. flame.
If someone is willing to be like Si Teng back then, maybe, before her life burns to ashes, she can still find a glimmer of life.
It's just that this vitality should not be delivered by Zhou Ji.
Seven Treasure Pagoda, next to the fence.
Seeing Hong Xixiang flying down from the back of the crane and walking towards her, Xu Zhihu felt inexplicably flustered. He subconsciously lowered his head to look at his clothes, stepped back half a step, his eyes flickered, and then he went back with a bit of joy. A little surprised, until he raised his hand to touch the coiled hair, the colorful light in his eyes dimmed, and he took another half step back: "Why are you here?"
Back then, Xu Zhihu was dressed in red, with a smile like a flower, he leaned in front of him and said; 'Cultivation is so boring, why don't you marry me? '
Now she is still dressed in red, but with her long hair tied up, her body is no longer innocent and cheerful, but more mature and intellectual.
Hong Xixiang looked at Xu Zhihu quietly, as if he saw a red candle that was about to burn out.
"I'll pick you up.
This time the Taoist did not hesitate at all, and said firmly to Xu Zhihu: "Xu Zhihu, I like you, believe it or not, I have liked you for a long time, I have liked you for hundreds of years, and I will continue to like you in the future Hundreds of years."
Xu Zhihu's heart trembled, he took a step forward and wanted to agree, but a dead leaf rolled up by the confrontation between Li Chungang and Cao Changqing flashed past his eyes.
"I" Xu Zhihu paused, and from the corner of his gaze, he followed the dead leaves to see Xu Fengnian in front of the hall, and then looked at Hong Xixiang who stretched out his hand towards her.
Xu Zhihu, who was in a dilemma, was surging with anger and blood, and his face was getting worse and worse. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a sudden blackness in front of his eyes, spurted a mouthful of blood, and swayed to the side.
"Miss!"
Er Qiao exclaimed in surprise and hurried forward to help her. The one who moved faster than her was the flood elephant a few steps away.
Stretching out his arms to wrap around Xu Zhihu's body, Hong Xixiang immediately regretted it.
Due to Xu Zhihu's mental disorder, the fragile balance that was originally maintained by the medicinal soup was completely disrupted. If it continues to drag on, the red candle that was about to burn out is likely to be extinguished early.
"Where are you taking her! Let go of my lady!"
Er Qiao felt a blur in front of her eyes, and her young lady was embraced by the Taoist priest who appeared suddenly.
Although she sensed that the two should know each other, what she saw was more like Xu Zhihu was 'forced' to vomit blood and passed out, so she quickly reached out to rescue the young lady.
"Don't worry, he won't hurt your lady."
Hong Xixiang glanced at Er Qiao calmly and indifferently, picked up Xu Zhihu, and looked up at the sky. It seemed that a crane sounded from the sky, and the white crane that had just flown away circled back. At the same time as they flew back, a slash of sword energy suddenly flew towards the two of them from the attic next to them.
Dozens of icy water swords rising from the pool in the temple followed closely behind, half flying towards the white crane, half blocking the way above him.
This sneak attack on Hong Xixiang was caught off guard, and Xu Zhihu's breath became weaker and weaker. Hong Xixiang knew that he had not fully 'awakened', so he couldn't waste time here.
"Xu Zhihu is the daughter-in-law of the Lu family when he marries into the Lu family. Every move represents the face of my Lu family. How could he be taken away by a foreigner in public?"
With a distance of ten feet, the sword energy is approaching in a blink of an eye. If you retreat at this time, you will usher in a more rapid pursuit once it hits the ground.
Hong Xixiang looked down at Xu Zhihu's pale cheeks, and turned around to protect her, trying to block Tangxi sword energy with his body, but before the sword energy reached Hong Xixiang, he was caught by a light blue The torrent of zhenqi directly blasted away.
It is not difficult for people who are above the second level of martial arts to release their true energy, but so far Lu Baijie only knows one person who squanders his true energy regardless of loss.
Looking up at the two people flying onto the crane's back, Lu Baijie glanced at Xu Zhihu who was lying in Hong Xixiang's arms, raised his foot to step on the window sill, and flew up with his strength, trying to intercept again, and stared at him closely. Suddenly, one more person appeared in the sight of the two flying cranes.
Zhou Ji held the flowerpot in one hand, and put the other behind his back. Facing the hunting wind, he showed a slight smile, "I remember that Mr. Lu once invited me to fight, but I don't seem to have responded in person."
"Step aside!"
Lu Baijie has been following the away white crane from the corner of his eye, and swung his sword to force Zhou Ji to retreat, but was pushed away by the protective qi spreading in front of Zhou Ji, turned over and fell to the ground, crushing more than a dozen stone bricks one after another Only then will the remaining energy be removed.
"Since you know that Xu Zhihu is the daughter-in-law of the Lu family, why did your Lu family ignore her when Liu Liting insulted her reputation, and some even fell into trouble?" Zhou Ji lightly tapped his toes, landed on the top of the fence, and looked down at Lu Baijie in front of him. "The following offenders, humiliating the mistress, such servants are simply expelled from the house. Doesn't the Lu family have two layers of face, one is for others to see, and the other is for yourself to keep double standards?"
Xu Zhihu has been taken away by an unknown Taoist priest, and even if he wanted to chase him, he couldn't find him. Lu Baijie looked away from the scattered clouds and smoke in the sky, his face sank like water, and the ancient sword stood beside him, and the pool of water not far away gushed out again. Dozens of torrents turned into flying swords and surrounded him, and the sword pointed at Zhou Ji.
Zhou Ji shook his head and chuckled, seeing him moving with the sword, pointing his toes, and moving like the wind, it seemed that the flying swords in the sky merged into one body, piercing himself with the sword.
Dozens of icicles had not yet reached Zhou Ji's body, as if they were blocked by some invisible object, they froze in the mid-air, and then, the light blue body-protecting true energy burst out, and the icicles turned into water curtain ripples again. Looking at Lu Baijie's face, it was condensed into a sword again, and it was reflected at a faster speed.
Lu Baijie only saw countless cold lights rapidly spreading in his eyes, and a feeling of extreme danger came to his heart.
Baxiu, who had stabbed out, retracted his sword and returned to defense, while Lu Baijie forcibly stopped his forward pace, exerting force on his feet, his figure turned from forward to backward, and retreated backward.
Struggling to block the first few icicles that flew towards him, it was obviously the Tangxi Sword Qi that he used, but the reflected strength made him quite startled.
Backing back again and again, Lu Baijie retreated to the poolside within less than ten slugs of ice, and his toes fell to the ground again. Baxiu hummed and trembled, and even the true energy in his body was excited by it.
Seeing that the remaining icicles were approaching, Lu Baijie poured his true energy into the blade of the sword, plunged into the water and swiped vigorously, the water curtain rushed towards the returning icicles like a dragon.
It is not easy for him to shake off the ice, let alone the splashed pool water?
There was only a roar, and the rockery behind the pool shattered and shot around.
Lu Baijie used the water waves to delay his dangerous sideways escape from the ice, but was affected by the collapsed rocks. He retreated in a little embarrassment, and walked around to a corner of the fence before standing still.
Zhou Ji didn't even make a move from the beginning to the end, and watched him toss and turn in front of him indifferently. With Lu Baijie's strength in the mysterious realm, he was actually considered a rare master.
Even Lao Huang, who is in a broken mood, may not be his opponent.
It's a pity that I was born at an untimely time.
In Baoguo Temple, whether it is Zhou Ji, Cao Changqing or Li Chungang, they can easily defeat him.
Lu Baijie also felt the gap between the two, and while retreating around, he turned to Zhou Ji's side, like rain hitting a plantain, the sword screamed continuously, and the sword gave off cold light, and rolled towards Zhou Ji, The combination of human and sword, the sword is like lightning, and the momentum is especially huge.
He has seen Zhou Ji change the sky with his hands, and control thunder and lightning with his hands.
So, he did his best to win this sword.
I don't want to defeat Zhou Ji, I just need to force Zhou Ji to take action, and I am satisfied.
Seeing Lu Baijie's relentless attack, Zhou Ji immediately understood what he was thinking, sighed lightly, shook his head, raised his hand and stretched out his fingers, just like the horns of an antelope, no trace can be found, Zhou Ji pointed to the point where the sword was Touched his eyebrows, and flicked his fingers to make him dizzy.
bang~
The sword light all over the sky suddenly dissipated, and Lu Baijie's brain seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, his eyes went black for no reason, and he fell on his back to the ground, and his whole body passed out.
On the other side, the confrontation between Li Chungang and Cao Changqing has reached a stalemate.
If Li Chungang was still the sword **** who was the number one swordsman back then, Cao Changqing might not be his opponent, but at this time Li Chungang's state of mind has been damaged, his realm has fallen into the sky, and he is no longer in his original peak state.
Seeing that the coercion is getting stronger and stronger, the huge sense of oppression seems to freeze the air on the entire platform in front of the hall.
Xu Fengnian ordered the blue bird to protect the young Yuwei, while he stood in front of Jiang Ni. Even though he had retreated to the edge of the platform, he still had difficulty breathing and his chest was heavy.
Jiang Ni clasped her chest with both hands, and looked worriedly at the middle of the platform. Li Chungang had been kind to her all the way, and Cao Changqing was her uncle Qizhao who had brought her since she was a child. She didn't want to see either side get hurt.
But now, the momentum of mutual climbing is almost uncontrollable. As long as any party relaxes, the other party's aura will be washed away, poured, and crushed like a mountain torrent.
Li Chungang once slackened like this once.
That time, he challenged Wang Xianzhi at the head of Emperor Wu's city.
When he swung his sword for the last time, he stopped.
Because at the same time as he drew the sword, he felt that Wang Xianzhi had lost.
With this sword, Wang Xianzhi must die.
Li Chungang couldn't bear to see such a talented junior fall under his sword, so his sword broke and his arm broke.
Trapped in the chaos for decades, locked himself under the dark Tide Tide Pavilion, from the high-spirited sword **** to the sloppy old man now.
Facing the same situation today.
If he slackened again, he might lose more than just the remaining arm.
Cao Changqing had a thought, and the aura that was originally stalemate quietly changed inexplicably. He only heard a faint sigh, and raised his eyes to see the regret and regret flashing in Li Chungang's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little bad.
哗哗哗~
The sound of the stream by the pool is getting louder and louder, from far to near, the huge water seems to be ringing in the ear, but it seems to be far away in the sky.
This is not an immortal kneeling with a sword, nor is it a green snake with two sleeves.
Cao Changqing's mind flashed the name of opening the gate of heaven with a sword, and he quickly denied it, because he saw a river, a big river that spanned the world and surged.
It is obviously just a phantom, but the sword intent contained in it is as real as it is.
"Dahe Sword Intent!"
Jiang Ni recognized this surging sword intent that was both real and illusory at a glance.
Reading a book for seven times, in this book, she has earned a full seventy times!
Although she has never studied martial arts, she is very aware of the power of Dahe's sword intent. Now that Li Chungang uses this sword, Uncle Qizhao is in danger!
Thinking of this, Jiang Ni couldn't help showing anxiety.
(Slightly blackened Lu Baijie, setting him into a staid and old-fashioned character actually didn’t feel blackened, whether it was the incident of Liu Liting or the incident of the nanny, this Lu Baijie didn’t seem to “take care” of Xu Zhihu as he appeared. It may be because of the adaptation of the original drama, I don’t know what he looks like in the original drama.)
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