One knife cut through the world, one knife cut off life and death, one knife split the rolling red dust, one knife cut off the grudges in the heart, that knife was like the breath of bad breath that could not be swallowed in Zhang Yuxian's chest, that knife was like the sound of groaning under the spread of war, that knife
The knife exploded like a bright light.
Zhang Yuxian slashed with all his strength, and the Xingze sword suddenly let out a dragon roar that resounded throughout the sky. The dragon roar shook the sky, and then a golden nine-clawed dragon rushed out from the sword. The golden dragon contained the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
He whizzed forward. At this moment, Zhang Yuxian was the unparalleled king holding the golden dragon in his hand. He slashed with his long sword, and his body froze the action of raising the sword.
The golden dragon roared away. Seng Jingquan couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this. He quickly waved the abacus in his right hand, and the dozens of abacus beads made a "squeaking" sound, and then the abacus suddenly
A layer of strange brilliance glowed, and the brilliance burst out from the beads, and the brilliance weaved into a disk-like net shield. Strange symbols suddenly formed, and the monk scene
His face was solemn. When the disk-like net shield was formed, he pushed the abacus forward with his right hand.
"Roar", the golden dragon let out a shocking roar. The golden dragon collided with the brilliance like a millstone, and suddenly roared wildly. The golden dragon intertwined with the disc, and sometimes golden
The brilliance of the giant dragon rose again and again, and sometimes the brilliance of the disk burst out with dazzling light. Then with a "boom", the energy swept away and surged around, causing all the furniture in the house to overturn.
The candles placed in front of several spiritual tablets were extinguished instantly.
The surging energy lasted for a long time. After everything returned to calm, Zhang Yuxian's posture of raising the sword remained unchanged, while the movement of Seng Jingquan holding the abacus did not change. The two figures were like two sculptures, motionless and extinguished.
The candlelight began to burn slowly again relying on the sporadic fire points. Two sculpture-like figures were reflected in the weak candlelight, and they lost all their energy and fell into silence.
There was a "click", like the sound of wood breaking. Although the sound was slightly weak, it was still clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. Then "crack", it was like a golden bead falling into a jade plate, and the sound was clear and sweet.
Come, the abacus in the hand of the motionless monk Jingquan is cracking with the sound of breaking. The abacus beads fall to the ground like pearls, and the abacus beads emit bursts of sweet sounds on the bluestone paved ground.
ring.
"Zheng" was heard as the sword rang out, and Zhang Yuxian withdrew his posture. His eyes showed a strange light. He looked at Seng Jingquan and said in a contemplative manner: "Heaven and earth have their say, so what if you have exhausted all your mechanisms?
The abacus of heaven and earth will only become dusty in your hands. How can you understand the awe-inspiring righteousness of heaven and earth? Your abacus of heaven and earth has been destroyed, but it will make you more uncomfortable than killing you. What happens today is that day
The reason." Zhang Yuxian said with a flash of light in his eyes.
With a "pop" sound, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from Seng Jingquan's mouth. "Hahahaha", he raised his head and let out a long laugh. "So what if all the mechanisms are exhausted and the abacus of heaven and earth is destroyed?
Do you think it's easy for you? Your fighting style of killing one thousand enemies and damaging yourself eight hundred is beyond my expectation. I never expected that you and I, brothers, would end up like this. Regardless of fate or luck, I can only
I have no regrets about what happened back then." Seng Jingquan said firmly, holding the blood in his mouth.
Although his expression was a bit lonely, he stared blankly at the abacus in his hand that was torn into pieces. Only the broken frame of the abacus was left, and all the abacus beads were scattered on the ground.
Although there were rays of regret flickering in his eyes, he did not show any dejection. He raised his old face and could only see the two fingers of his right hand lightly swiping.
No one expected that something unexpected would happen again. All the beads scattered on the ground jumped up from the ground. As Seng Jingquan moved his fingers, dozens of beads suddenly flashed like thunder.
He shot towards Zhang Yuxian with such momentum. No one thought that the monk Jingquan, who had lost all his breath, would actually take action again. The beads scattered on the ground were like dozens of arrows, "Whoosh,
Whoosh, whoosh!" Several sounds of piercing the air sounded.
The sword in Zhang Yuxian's hand was raised, and a brilliant ball of brilliance immediately condensed. The dozens of arithmetic beads flew through the air with a whistling sound and shot towards the ball of brilliance. The arithmetic beads flickered like fire.
Like meteors streaking across the sky, with a thunderous momentum that destroyed everything, the flaming beads shot into the brilliant brilliance. However, the dozens of beads were submerged in the brilliance.
Like mud and stone falling into the sea, everything became silent again.
With a "bang", Zhang Yuxian's body stepped back, and then a bright red blood arrow exploded from his right shoulder. He heard the sword tremble slightly in his hand, and the arithmetic beads once again fell like jade on a silver plate.
It made a clear and sweet sound and fell onto the bluestone paved ground. Just a pungent smell of blood came out, but blood flowed from Zhang Yuxian's shoulders.
"Alas, why are you so troubled? We are all exhausted. Heaven's secret cannot be violated. I, Zhang Yuxian, have long thought of this day. Seng Jingquan, the grudges of the past have been cleared. From now on, you are the sky.
The fortune teller of the sect, and the monk Jingquan of the Red Rebel Army of the Southern Han Dynasty is dead. I, Zhang Yuxian, and King Zhang Tian are also dead. Everything is over, let’s go!” Although Zhang Yuxian’s last words made Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng very happy.
It was hard to explain, but they rushed to Old Man Zhang's side at extremely fast speeds.
Ling Tianyun's mood was a little complicated as he took the Xingze sword from Zhang Yuxian's hand. The two of them supported Zhang Yuxian and slowly walked outside the house. But Seng Jingquan didn't say a word. He stared blankly at the scattered things.
Suzhu was lying on the ground. He looked at the three figures from behind, but there was a complicated expression in his eyes. "It's all gone. Everything is gone. But is it really that simple?" He murmured in a low voice,
Then a piece of tortoise shell that was rough but had a rustic luster slipped out from his sleeve. He rubbed the tortoise shell with his fingers, and his expression kept changing.
Yuan Si carried the unconscious but fairy-like woman and ran towards the Qianzhou City. He didn't even know why he had so much strength, but he actually carried the distance of ten or twenty miles in one go.
He didn't expect that he had such a huge amount of energy hidden in his body. In the past, he walked lightly to Qianzhou City and had to rest halfway, but this time he didn't even take a break.
Waves of quiet fragrance penetrated into his nostrils from the hair scattered on his shoulders, causing unspeakable ripples in his heart. The two soft things on his back made his blood almost rush.
It was boiling. Although he felt pure and peaceful in his heart, that instinctive reaction also made him very distressed. He could only lower his head silently and hurried on, hoping to reach Qianzhou City as soon as possible and then find the best doctor.
He knew that there was no one in his small village who could save the woman he was carrying. It was not that he looked down on the barefoot doctors in the village, but that he felt that the fairy should receive better treatment, and besides, the woman in white
The magical skills used by the Taoist priest could not be cured by the barefoot doctor in the village. So he could only carry the woman on his back and run towards Qianzhou City, where he wanted to find a better doctor.
When he rushed to Qianzhou City with the injured woman on his back, he was stunned. In his memory, he only knew that there was only one medical center in Qianzhou City, and this medical center was just as soon as he entered Qianzhou City.
Men Street is not far away. However, he found that Qianzhou City at this time was no longer the Qianzhou City in his memory. The street had expanded many times and was much longer. Naturally, there were more shops on both sides of the street.
.
What should he do? He couldn't help but secretly worry. He was running around on the street like a headless fly with the injured woman on his back. There were many people on the street at this time, but there was no one there.
I noticed that a simple village boy was running around on the street carrying a woman whose face he couldn't see clearly. Generally speaking, people walking on this street have a purpose, not those without a purpose.
Naturally, people are just green-skinned hooligans wandering around.
There is such a group of people. These people turned out to be a group of bandits from Lahu Lake. Zhu Laoba is the leader of this group of people. To say that the bandits from Lahu Lake are all engaged in murder and smuggling, maybe today
They were tired of staying in the mountains, so Zhu Laoba led several brothers to Qianzhou City. Which brothel in Qianzhou City has the gentlest women, and which brothel has the most beautiful women? Maybe in Qianzhou City
No one here should be familiar with this group of bandits.
Unfortunately, Yuan Si bumped into Zhu Laoba. Yuan Si, who was already tired, fell down due to the collision. The injured woman also fell from his back to the ground. The injured woman
Revealing her pale but charming face, Zhu Laoba originally wanted to get angry, but his eyes were attracted by the extremely charming face. Even though Zhu Laoba is a veteran of brothels, he has never seen such stunning beauty.
A beautiful woman, when his eyes fell on the young man wearing shabby cotton clothes, he secretly made an analysis in his heart.
"Where did you come from, you bastard, you dared to bump into your Master Zhu." Zhu Laoba showed the most proud and fierce look in his life. He saw that this village boy had no backing. As for why this boy was carrying a man on his back.
The beautiful and charming woman must have been a pure accident, so he had secretly made a plan in his heart. If he brought this beautiful and charming woman back to Lahu Lake to be his copycat wife, then this pious woman would
All the women in brothels in the city will become indifferent.
The only one in Qianzhou who dared to call himself Master Zhu was the man from Hahu. When Yuan Laosi heard this, he suddenly panicked. He couldn't help but regret in his heart that he bumped into this Zhu.
It didn’t matter that Lao Ba had lost his own life, and the woman who had been injured was also implicated. For a moment, Yuan Laosi stood aside and was at a loss. He did not expect that disaster would befall him all of a sudden.
on one's own head.
"It is said that good fortune and misfortune depend on it. A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. Alas, if it hadn't been for that incident, I, Yuan Laosi, would not have lived so long. I just don't know what happened to Ye Shaoxia and Ling Shaoxia. What happened to them later?
Ah, I have never seen them before. Sixty or seventy years have passed all of a sudden, time flies so fast." One day many years later, Yuan Laosi looked at the room full of juniors, and he
I couldn't help but recall with emotion.
Many years later, Qianzhou no longer belonged to the Southern Tang Dynasty. The country was called the Song Dynasty, and Yuan Laosi had become an old man with silver hair. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
What happened one day, when he talked about the beautiful and charming woman, although he felt a little disappointed in his heart, he knew that only a fairy-like figure like the boy in blue shirt could be worthy of that woman in the world, but he could only
He could look up like an ant. That day, two young men with extraordinary bearing appeared supporting an old man. On that day, his fate also changed. He became the disciple of the old man, and he became a common man.
He became a famous figure in Qianzhou City.
Many years later, he still remembered those two young and handsome faces. He was impressed by the unique aura exuding from those two teenagers. He felt that his life was worth it. So he often said something to his younger generations.
That is, people must have dreams. If people except dreams, then what is the difference between them and animals.