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- The Beimang Military God and the young vassal king, two life-or-death enemies who may determine the fate of countless people in Liangmang, intentionally or unintentionally move the battlefield away from Jubeicheng. The former is probably afraid of Xu Fengnian's Beiliang energy that has not been exhausted by heaven. Once Having Jubei City as a support may in turn suppress the trump card that Tuoba Bodhisattva has not yet used. The latter is even more worried that once the two of them crash into Jubei City and fight, it is very likely that the tragic results won by the Eighteen Grandmasters working together to resist the enemy will be destroyed. Tuoba Bodhisattva, who let go of his hands and feet to cause wanton destruction, was completely counteracted. ?? {? [When Xu Fengnian left in a hurry, he warned Wei Miao and Chai Qingshan, who still had to confront thousands of cavalry troops, to be careful. The eyes of the current leader of Dongyue Jianchi told the young vassal king that he did not need to worry about the battle situation here. Xu Fengnian clasped his fists heavily to the two Central Plains masters who had put life and death at risk, to show his gratitude. Chai Qingshan laughed it off, his chest full of pride.
Chai Qingshan's eyebrows were cracked, and his chest was cut by a willow tree in Beimang with a blood groove that was deep enough to show the bone. However, compared to Chai Qingshan, who seemed miserable but did not damage the fundamentals of his energy, Nanzhao Wei Miao was the one who suffered serious injuries. , whether it is physical fitness or Qi, this is the case. As the undisputed number one master in the Southwest Jianghu, Wei Miao can be said to be the best martial artist in the world in terms of physical level, martial arts attainments, and ability to deal with enemies at short notice. However, Murong Baoding, who was previously nicknamed Half-faced Buddha, and Spider Web Assassin Li Feng jointly launched a sneak attack. , too insidious and vicious, and taking advantage of others' danger, Wei Miao resisted Murong Baoding's two punches, especially the punch to the head, which had actually caused the eardrum to rupture and congestion in the brain. If it weren't for Xu Fengnian While restraining Tuoba Bodhisattva, he put up a posture of killing Murong Baoding first even if he lost the opportunity, forcing Beimang, who was about to make a move, to obey the order and never dare to take action. This gave Wei Miao a moment of breathing space, and also allowed Chai Qingshan's momentum has slightly recovered, otherwise with the help of Beimang's four thousand cavalry, including Orange State's Qiandong Lei Jingqi, and Murong Baoding's eyeing eyes, it would be difficult for the two masters to regain the situation.
In fact, if Murong Baoding had had the courage to gamble with his own life before and chose to attack Wei Miao decisively to win the upper hand for Tuoba Bodhisattva, the young vassal king might have been in trouble under Jubei City, or even ended the second war in advance. The possibility of a second Liangmang war. However, Tuoba Bodhisattva did not bother to ask for help from the holder of the festival. Secondly, Murong Baoding, who was ambitious in the Central Plains, finally won a great victory outside Liangzhou Pass that shocked the world and defeated the left rider of Lu Dayuan. The army's military exploits were as great as those of Dong Zhuo, the king of the Southern Academy, who conquered Hutou City in the first Liangmang battle. How could Murong Baoding be willing to risk his own life to make wedding clothes for others? Finally, during the interception and killing in Longyan'er Plain, King Xinliang killed Hong Jingyan right under the nose of Tuoba Bodhisattva, which made Murong Baoding have to weigh it carefully.
Murong Baoding was not in a hurry to take action. He looked at Wei Chai, the two Central Plains martial arts masters, and said in a poor Central Plains official accent: "There are six great distances on the battlefield, and Wei Miao, Chai Qingshan, on the rivers and lakes. God has treated me Murong Baoding harshly for more than forty years." Year, you finally treated me well for once. There is a saying in the Central Plains that there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. It's wonderful, it really sets the scene."
After Tuoba Bodhisattva and the young vassal king left this place, the momentum of Murong Baoding, who was wearing silver armor, suddenly increased. This royal relative, who was originally only known for his rough skin and thick flesh in the Beimang Jianghu, even ranked in the previous martial arts reviews. The rankings are also very low, because Murong Baoding is known to be good at defense but not good at attack, and Zhongliang, a giant of the demonic path who has entered the Zhixuan realm from a second-grade minor master, can be called the two extremes of Beimang martial arts. However, Murong Baoding severely injured Wei Miao with two punches. It was obvious that he had been hiding his secrets for so many years. He even teamed up with Zhong Liang to ambush Xu Fengnian in Qingcang City in the early years. He still deliberately concealed his cultivation from beginning to end. When it comes to the word forbearance, Murong Baoding is indeed well versed in its samadhi.
Wei Miao remained silent and spoke slowly. Since this Beimang adhered to the order and was willing to talk loudly, Wei Miao would naturally not take the initiative to pursue a battle.
Chai Qingshan raised his three-foot sword at an angle, with a calm expression.
The poem written by Murong Baoding was very popular in the Central Plains. However, the half-empty prince of Beimang probably did not know the source. He was the emperor, a poet who won the first prize for his frontier poems in the last years of the Dafeng Dynasty. The poem "Go to the Huai" Xiang's "Poem of Relegation to Liangzhou for Old Age and Death".
The mountains and rivers are restored, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. In literal terms, it has always been the most fascinating Jiangnan custom. The spring is bright, the grass grows and the orioles are flying. The scenery is so pleasant that it makes people forget to leave.
On the other hand, outside the Great Wall in the northwest, there are barren mountains and rivers, barren loess, criss-crossed ravines, high sky and low clouds. Here, between heaven and earth, the energy of two dragons rushes towards my face and hits my chest. The desolate and fierce aura seems to teach foreigners Take a few steps back before giving up.
Chai Qingshan walked to Wei Miao and said with a smile: "With Wei Miao in boxing, there is no boxing in the world. Well deserved!"
Wei Miao grinned lightly but did not make a sound.
Xu Fengnian once said with a smile that he has seen countless masters and masters in his life. Among them, Han Shengxuan, a human cat in red robe and python suit, Qi Jiajie, the best swordsman in the capital, and Qingfeng, a purple-robed Xuanyuan from Huishan, appeared.?To gain momentum.
"Li Chungang, Jian Jiuhuang, and Wei Miao are the three who are least like masters.
Chai Qingshan continued to smile and said: "Since Wei Miao is indispensable in the world, there are countless young talents in the Central Plains Sword Forest. If one or two old guys die, there will always be several rising stars to take their place. The Dongyue Sword Pond alone has my two disciples The Song Tinglu in single bait clothes is destined to rise in the future, so Wei Miao, I will come first in this battle."
The implication behind Chai Qingshan¡¯s words.
I will die first.
Wei Miao, who was in urgent need of self-cultivation and recovery, did not refuse the kindness of the swordsman master, and said solemnly: "I, Wei Miao, can't speak big words in this life, I can only promise that I will not let Brother Chai go away lonely."
Chai Qingshan hesitated for a moment and sighed: "Brother Wei, don't die if you can! You are different from me. There are people waiting for you in Jubeicheng."
Unexpectedly, Wei Miao, who was short in stature and had his legs tied with white cloth, smiled, clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes and said softly: "After she married me, we have traveled together for so many years, because I am too ordinary and don't like to be in the limelight. , when something happens, she will never take action without fighting, and her lively and lively temperament is so like a flower, it seems that she has never been made to feel that she is married to a good family with a good face, and they always laugh at her. The man she married is not heroic enough, so today, as her man, I, Wei Miao, have to do something for her"
Wei Miao stopped talking.
Murong Baoding smiled brightly, "You two, do you have any last words to say? In the future, when I, Murong Baoding, take over the Central Plains, I can reminisce about the past with the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty who are all dressed in the Central Plains, so that I can have something to talk about."
Chai Qingshan held his sword in front of him, shook his head and laughed loudly: "A Beimang dog head is not worth a few pennies. It really insults my newly forged sword 'Green Water'!"
Murong Baoding¡¯s face was gloomy, and he said with a tsk, ¡°It is said that there are two schools of swordsmen in the world. Since the withered swords in the Wu Family Sword Tomb are being taken care of, let me come and learn about the new swords from the Dongyue Sword Pool! "
Chai Qingshan tiptoed, swept forward, and a bright blue rainbow swept across Murong Baoding's chest.
"Fighting to the death! You only have half of the energy in your heyday, so why not let your old dog surnamed Chai shoot a hundred swords first?!" Murong Baoding had a sarcastic smile on his lips, and did not evade, raising his arms to block him. forward.
The edge of the sword was applied to Murong Baoding's silver arm armor, cutting iron like clay. However, after breaking through the armor, it fell on the cuffs of the Orange State's festival holder. It was like fine iron hitting each other, and there was an unusual sound of gold and stone.
Murong Baoding frowned and backed away. He made up his mind to consume Chai Qingshan's Qi bit by bit. In addition to his own body, which was praised as a pure martial artist, he was at the level of the Great Vajra. He was said to be not inferior to the Buddhist monk Nagarjuna and Li Dangxin, two Zen masters. The apprentice's indestructible body, and more importantly, the armor on his body, is the first-class treasure in Beimang's treasury. It was cast in the early days of Ganlu. It was once the secret treasure of the Dafeng royal family. According to legend, the material is the same as the talisman of one of the four great masters of the Spring and Autumn Period. Using the same red armor, Murong Baoding supplemented it with this armor. Originally, he thought that he could face the most lethal Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a, and he could carry two or three swords. Unexpectedly, he was injured as soon as he met. Chai Qingshan, who was not lighthearted, broke open the arm armor with a sword, which made Murong Baoding stop looking down on the Central Plains Grandmaster.
In fact, Liu Lifeng, who is good at assassination, made a good start and a bad start.
Li Feng almost killed Chai Qingshan with Liu Ye's sword. It was not because of Chai Qingshan's lack of strength, but because of his flawless cooperation with Murong Baoding. Especially, Chai Qingshan's swordsmanship was so high that it was the best in the southeastern part of the Central Plains.
"If we talk about the world's boxing masters, apart from Wei Miao, only Lin Ya, a woman from Emperor Wu City, can stand alone.
??Then the Central Plains Sword Forest is indeed as Chai Qingshan said, one peak after another, continuous and endless. What a magnificent scene it is! It's definitely not that there are no swordsmen except Deng Tai'a, and it's definitely not that there are no swordsmen except Li Chungang's Green Snake with Two Sleeves!
Since Murong Baoding blindly held up the power, Chai Qingshan was unyielding and struck down with his sword in the air, just like a waterfall spreading out. The sword energy in front of Murong Baoding overflowed, like a hanging waterfall.
Murong Baoding took a deep breath, and finally no longer expected to simply resist with his priceless treasure armor and Vajra body. He punched out quickly and fiercely, as fast as thunder, and hit the waterfall shaped by the abundant sword energy with one punch. There was a loud bang.
The fist shattered the sword energy, showing the shape of floating clouds and scattered snow.
Chai Qingshan didn't take it seriously, and moved forward quickly, holding out a sword straight forward. Although the three-foot long sword "Green Water" in his hand pierced Murong Baoding's eyebrows, at the same time, between the two of them, the Green Water Sword surrounded him. No fewer than forty sword qi were generated. The sword qi surged forward individually, but the sword intention was in the same vein.
Chai Qingshan realized that he was observing the spring in the year when he established this sword. There was a spring in the old Dongyue Kingdom that was rated as the third best spring in the world by the tea sage Da Feng. The middle path was blocked by protruding rocks. The water was slightly stagnant and sputtered, and hundreds of thin strands of water flowed. , fell into the spring pool one after another. Chai Qingshan once told two of his proud disciples that they could practice this sword to the extreme.??, Eighty swords with one breath, the diamond turns into powder.
"It's a pity that at this time, this swordsman master can only strike forty swords in one breath, but even so, the sword power is already very majestic and terrifying.
Murong Baoding snorted angrily and actually had the intention to retreat. While his burly figure retreated violently, he stretched out his five fingers like hooks with his cross-arms and used his Qi machine to grab a man and a horse to block the majestic sword energy. The created sword rains before the long curtain.
Chai Qingshan pierced the horse's head with his sword, his wrist shook slightly, and the poor horse and cavalry were immediately torn into pieces and splattered out.
Taking advantage of this gap, Murong Baoding was one of the few martial arts masters in Beimang. He stomped hard and stepped back half a step. His momentum instantly reached its peak. It was expected that Chai Qingshan would continue to charge forward. The fist was thrown into the air in front of him, and the fist exploded and flew away.
Facing Murong Baoding's domineering fist, Chai Qingshan continued to move forward without any hesitation, but the old man turned slightly sideways and allowed the fist to blow up his left shoulder, as fast as Jinghong's sword accurately stabbed Murong Baoding's chest.
"Wound for injury, death for death."
Murong Baoding¡¯s anger sank into his dantian. At this moment, he thought he had no power to fight back and chose to defend with all his strength.
The energy in the body is flowing rapidly, a face glows with a dark yellow color, and the feet are rooted in the earth, motionless as a mountain.
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After the tip of the sword touched Murong Baoding's chest, the long sword bent, momentarily like an arcing moon, and finally almost a full moon!
Chai Qingshan, whose shoulders were smashed and covered in blood, laughed and said: "Get out!"
The tall and muscular Murong Baoding was thrown away by this sword, and was thrown out like a kite with its string cut off!
After landing heavily, Murong Baoding's face turned slightly pale. He did not lower his head to look down, but still stared at the old swordsman. He just stretched out his hand and wiped it with scarlet palms.
Chai Qingshan, who was trapped in a tight siege by the Beimang cavalry, had to use his sword to kill the desperate cavalry who were swarming towards him.
So the line of sight between the two people was blocked.
Murong Baoding took the opportunity to slap the ground with his palm and stood up again, feeling a little frightened. This old guy is a bit difficult to deal with!
Murong Baoding, who did not want to confront him head-on, kept moving backwards, and became angry and said: "Kill him to death!"
With Chai Qingshan as the center of the circle, the Beimang cavalry began to charge rapidly and rushed away.
The cavalry on the outermost periphery finally had the opportunity to show off the prairie cavalry's riding and shooting skills. The aristocratic Captain Ten Thousands, whose liver and gallbladder was splitting, had already issued a death sentence. No matter the enemy or friend, just shoot him!
Chai Qingshan, who wanted to both stop the cavalry from colliding and break through the rain of arrows, was like a dragon on the move. When he was trapped in a dead end, the old man still tried to break through the cavalry formation to chase and avoid the battle. It was just a matter of anger. The blood from the wound on his chest turned a strange black-green color, and he was just a hair away from breaking out of the encirclement created by the Beimang cavalry with their lives.
Murong Baoding, who was retreating again and again, had already retreated to the front of the Dong Lei Jingqi. His face was ferocious, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. If the sword of a willow tree hadn't been quenched with poison, he might have been killed by this firewood. Qingshan chases him to this point. It's not that he will lose. Murong Baoding is still confident that he will slowly kill this old man. It's just that the life of Chai Qingshan, a mortal man, can't be compared with the life of Murong Baoding!
He focused more on Wei Miao. If that guy wanted to leave Chai Qingshan, who was bound to die, and retreat to Jubei City, Murong Baoding's injuries would be enough to stop him.
Looking north from the top of Jubei City, or looking south from the Donglei Jingqi riding high on horseback, we can see the big circle where the old man is, with layers upon layers of Beimang cavalry charging towards the center of the circle. go.
Chai Qingshan stood with one man and one sword, surrounded by dead people and piles of bones.
Murong Baoding suddenly raised his head.
An explosion suddenly sounded, and then a figure fell from the sky.
Murong Baoding could only tilt his head hastily and cross his arms to block his head.
Murong Baoding was hit by this punch and half of his body fell into the ground!
It turned out that Wei Miao directly crossed the heads of the Beimang cavalry and found Murong Baoding. It didn't matter whether there was a way out or not.
Murong Baoding used his arms to protect his head instinctively. Sure enough, Wei Miao held down the former's head with one hand and knocked him away with his knee!
After Murong Baoding was hit, a deep ditch several feet long was plowed out.
In the flying dust and yellow sand, Wei Miao punched so fast that one could only see an afterimage. Murong Baoding, who was wearing silver armor, retreated again and again.
Wei Miao punched out hard and came down hard, as hard as a bow collapsing, like thunder! He forced open the middle door of Murong Baoding and burst out one after another!
In the end, Wei Miao¡¯s fists were as powerful as holding a baby in his arms.
The name of the move does not indicate that it is ferocious, but in fact it is the most ferocious.?Unmatched.
The elder martial arts masters have already concluded that by practicing this style tens of thousands of times, you will be able to show your basic skills and become extremely powerful!
Wei Miao became a fanatic in practicing boxing. He never slacked off for a moment because of his outstanding talent. He learned this style since he was young and worked hard every day. He went into the mountains to destroy giant trees, entered the water to beat the rivers, and may have punched a million times!
A punch made a loud noise like breaking a big bell.
After being picked out by Chai Qingshan with his sword, Murong Baoding, who was in the right place and at the right time, was punched by Wei Miao again and flew away for more than ten feet. The Donglei Jingqi, who was unable to avoid dozens of riders, was killed on the spot!
This Nanzhao martial arts master who was supposed to shine in the arena of the Central Plains, on the battlefield outside Jubei City, in the sight of thousands of Beimang cavalry, beat Murong Baoding to the extreme, his spirit shook! The beating made the armor on Murong Baoding's body ragged and almost completely destroyed!
Murong Baoding, whose figure was crumbling, roared angrily: "Come again!"
Wei Miao followed him like a shadow, stretching out his left arm and wrapping it around Murong Baoding's ear. He put his palm against his temple and slapped her lightly. Murong Baoding, who was much taller than Wei Miao, lifted his feet off the ground and Wei Miao punched with his right hand. Usually hit the latter's abdomen.
The body that originally flew backwards was pulled back by Wei Miao's left hand, and he was punched in the abdomen again.
That scene was funny and tragic.
Murong Baoding's tilted body never touched the ground. Wei Miao stepped forward step by step and punched the latter's abdomen.
Wei Miao¡¯s last punch, also the last punch in his life, hit Murong Baoding¡¯s broken and bloody abdomen hard.
Murong Baoding finally fell to the ground and fell seven or eight feet away, bleeding from all its orifices.
The so-called invincible body, even with the protection of treasure armor, still becomes a big joke.
Wei Miao stood proudly, turned his head slightly and looked back. He glanced at the cavalry formation and could not see the figure of Chai Qingshan who was fighting side by side.
Raising your gaze slightly and looking at the Jubei City, you are destined not to see that graceful figure.
Wei Miao's vision was gradually blurred by the blood flowing from his eyes.
After Murong Baoding fell to the ground, he tried to struggle to get up, but it was in vain and he kept vomiting blood.
He knew full well that Wei Miao was only a few punches away from killing himself.
If both sides fought fairly, Murong Baoding would have no way to compete with Wei Miao.
At this moment, Murong Baoding had no idea about dominating the Central Plains world in the future.
Murong Baoding stood up three times in a row but gave up midway. He could only lie slumped on the ground, his face was pale and colorless, and he had completely lost his fighting power. This Beimang, who had a heart as high as the sky, obeyed the festival, had a bitter look on his face, and cursed softly: "The dog days of the Central Plains" Jianghu!
Not far away, Wei Miao stood there, silently.
Wei Miao, the master of Nanzhao, had all his muscles and veins broken, but he died without falling!
Since there is Wei Miao in the world of boxing, how can I, Wei Miao, stop boxing in fear of death?
There is no such truth.
She is watching.
Before Wei Miao's heroic death in battle, there was an eerie stillness in the encirclement of Beimang's cavalry. The old man had killed them, and the corpses of the cavalry and the horses had formed a natural barrier, which was no longer conducive to the cavalry's galloping and killing. .
The old swordsman, who had several arrows in his body, spat out a mouthful of dark blood, knelt on one knee, and leaned on the ground with his long sword to keep himself from falling.
Chai Qingshan was never willing to kneel down and die, nor did he want to fall to the ground and die, so he finally sat cross-legged with the sword across his knees.
Since the name of the sword is green water, the sword body is naturally green, just like the spring light in the south of the Yangtze River in the Central Plains. The ripples of the sword light under the sunlight are just like the water of the East Yue Sword Pond ruffled by the spring breeze.
Chai Qingshan used his cuff to gently wipe away the dark blood on the sword body.
When the old man was about to die, he said with a trembling smile: "I traveled east across the Jianchi Lake, founded a sect for five hundred years, and saw the rivers and lakes with my sword The mountains are high, the water is deep, the sword is strong! I, Chai Qingshan have never let the three-foot sword be put to shame! "
Following the two Central Plains masters Cheng Baishuang and Sui Xiegu.
Chai Qingshan died generously in battle.
Wei Miao followed him and died silently. 8 - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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