Chapter five hundred and forty-seven old wine in new bottles, changing soup but not dressing
In the school grounds where the world meets, the clouds are rolling, the sound of killing is loud, and the brilliance of weapons clashes without stopping.
Bu Jingyun broke into the wedding scene impulsively, without any plan in advance. In addition, Xiong Ba was cunning and calculating, and Bu Jingyun walked with difficulty, guarding Kong Ci and was blocked in the school grounds.
Bu Jingyun's talent in martial arts is extraordinary, and his Cloud-Pailing Palm moves are erratic, elusive, and extremely powerful. The two complement each other, making even Xiongba fearful.
However, the Tianxia Association can dominate the Central Plains martial arts world. The backbone of the association is far more than just the three brothers. There are many masters in the association, all of whom possess miraculous skills. Perhaps no one can be the opponent of the three brothers in a single fight, but in a group, the three brothers should weigh their abilities.
Which piece of land in Shanshan has an excellent Feng Shui pattern?
With the support of his two disciples, Xiong Ba arrived at the Jie Jian Monument. When he saw Bu Jingyun struggling to fight against the enemy, a flash of pride flashed in his eyes. His calculation was not in vain, and he almost lost his daughter, and finally he was successful.
Kill the sword master first, then destroy the wind and cloud. Only I will dominate and become the king of the martial arts world!
Beside her, Qin Shuang was so frightened by the farce of the wedding that she kept persuading Xiong Ba. Junior Brother Yun was obsessed with it and begged Xiong Ba to give him another chance.
At this time, Qin Shuang was both respectful and angry towards Bu Jingyun. She admired Bu Jingyun for his courage to take action for love, but was angry that he had violated the brotherhood and made Nie Feng a laughing stock in the martial arts world.
But there is no other way, my junior brother, I need to save the person first and then talk about it.
Qin Shuang had complicated thoughts, but Nie Feng didn't think so much. His mind was empty, and he was confused and completely stupid.
"Feng'er, if you are a man, take your wife back."
Xiong Ba said angrily with a tone of shared hatred: "Don't be ridiculed by the world's martial arts community. Remember, fight for your lover, your reputation, and yourself!"
When Xiong Ba kidnapped Yan Ying, he also said similar words to King Nie Ren. Because there were no people around at that time, his words were simpler and more crude.
Xiong Ba: King Nie Ren, I took your wife back to Rekengtou. If you want to be a capable person, bring the Xue Yin Dao to see me.
Then King Nie died.
Old wine in new bottles, changing the soup but not the medicine, the same routine remains unchanged.
Nie Feng heard the tiger's body shudder, second, and third, and murderous intent loomed in his eyes. Under Qin Shuang's sad gaze, he lifted up Fengshen's legs, pulled away countless afterimages, and ran straight in front of Bu Jingyun.
There is a saying that Xiongba's routine is simple and crude, and the effect is outstanding. Even a man can't bear it. The Nie family and his son even knelt down twice in a row.
When Nie Feng entered the scene, the soldiers of the Tianxiahui were very considerate and quickly retreated in all directions, leaving enough space for the two of them to perform.
"Why?"
Nie Feng looked at Kong Ci sadly. He was just kind-hearted, not stupid and ignorant. He could see that Kong Ci was willingly taken away by Bu Jingyun.
"Go away, don't come here!"
Bu Jingyun stood in front of Kong Ci with his cloak on his side. His heart was agitated, fearing that Kong Ci's reply of "I loved you" might be due to a guilty conscience, so he emphasized in a more serious tone: "Xiao Ci has been mine for a long time.
She only married you because of Xiong Ba's orders, and she never loved you."
"I do not believe!!"
Bu Jingyun's words were like a life-saving straw. Nie Feng rekindled the hope of love and instantly found a reason to fight. His eyes were spitting fire and his body was running wild.
In an instant, the figures scattered all over the sky, dividing into two, and then into four...
Countless figures crisscrossed each other, their legs were as fierce as the wind, and they were leaning like a heavy rain.
Bu Jingyun was surprised that Nie Feng's skills had improved. He turned his hands and let out a surging palm power. It was as strong and continuous as flowing water, covering all the figures in the sky with overwhelming force.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Loud noises exploded continuously, and countless energy burst out. The air suddenly rippled like water, and quickly turned into rough waves, agitated.
At the same time, two momentums soared. They had the same origin but were extremely mutually exclusive. It seemed that they were missing a stabilizer, making it difficult to neutralize and coordinate.
In the banquet hall, the people in the martial arts world were blocked by the soldiers of the Tianxiahui, and they were sad to lose the opportunity to eat melon at close range. They beat their chests and feet, shouting that they had not had enough.
Only one person can come and go freely, and wherever he goes, soldiers dare not fight each other.
Liao Wenjie wears a white mask. People in the martial arts know very little about him. They only know that his name is Emperor Shitian, and his martial arts attainments can be called a ghost. Jian Er can kill all the heroes in the martial arts including Xiongba with one sword.
Thirteen, in front of him, is just a child holding a sword, not worth mentioning.
It's so terrifying. It's no wonder that the world, which has always been arrogant and unscrupulous, is willing to tolerate him again and again.
Liao Wenjie stood in the corner, shaking his head repeatedly as he watched the battle below. He felt that Xiongba was doing something unnecessary. With Kong Ci's half-baked strategy skills, it would be damned if Fengyun and Fengyun could get along harmoniously.
Now it's good, with a stratagem of discord, the blame for the civil strife in Feng Yun was placed on Xiong Ba. It was like he shot himself in the foot and caused trouble for himself.
For this woman Kong Ci...
The eldest brother, not to mention the second brother, as a very self-aware scumbag, Liao Wenjie has never despised Kong Ci's fraternity, and no one has a harem dream of embracing everyone.
What's wrong with her senior brother who likes to collect? Whoever had three childhood sweethearts, Shuang, Yun, and Feng, would become addicted to collecting and catch all three of them in one fell swoop.
What Liao Wenjie despises is Kong Ci's half-baked strategy skills. Being pretty is not enough. She also lacks a lot of practical experience. Otherwise, if she fails to start her business halfway, it will end in tragedy.
This is not to open a harem, this is to open a Shura field.
Silently complaining in his heart, looking at the two people fighting in full swing, Liao Wenjie shook his head again.
In terms of attack power, Fengshen's legs are not as good as the Cloud-Pailing Palm, and in terms of profound skills, Bu Jingyun, who has suffered greatly and has a deep hatred, is far more ambitious than Nie Feng. The two strong men let their hands go, and Nie Feng can only rely on his speed to remain undefeated. As his skills increase,
Gradually, the balance of victory began to tilt towards Bu Jingyun.
To be fair, Liao Wenjie prefers Nie Feng among the same two tough guys, because Bu Jingyun's experience was more aggrieved in a miserable situation, so every time he encountered his plot, Liao Wenjie would jump to watch it.
There is no way, the story of Bu Jingyun is really beyond the concept of tragic, to the point where the inexplicable sword skills can be learned at a glance.
In terms of swordsmanship, Wuming is Bu Jingyun's master. In terms of tragedy, Wuming is his younger brother.
Of course, there is another more important reason why Liao Wenjie likes Nie Feng. The rheumatic girl is black, straight and long.
Maybe Bu Jingyun was so miserable that even the heavens were moved by it. Among the tragic duo, Bu Jingyun lost one of his hands and was immediately given a unicorn arm. Nie Feng lost one of his eyes and was immediately given a unicorn arm.
An eyepatch.
Bang! Bang! Bang
In the field, Nie Feng used the "Wind Rolling Tower" move to spin rapidly, using violent wind to pick up the bricks and stones of the school and the swords and weapons scattered on the ground, turning into a roaring wind dragon rising into the sky.
Bu Jingyun countered with a move called 'Tear the Sky and Dispel the Clouds'. The starting hand was strong and soft, like the waves in the sea, and the falling palm was so powerful that it could tear the sky apart.
boom!!!
Amidst the loud roar, the ground of the school grounds burst into cobweb gaps. Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng stood in the thick smoke, clashing their palms and legs to compete with each other in their profound skills.
"Don't fight, don't fight!"
Kong Ci stood aside with pear blossoms and rain, feeling quite regretful in her heart. She just wanted to love Feng Yun all the time, but she didn't expect that her reckless behavior had deeply hurt two people.
Seeing that he could not separate Fengyun, who had red eyes, Kong Ci looked at his father, Xiongba, with a sad face, but unexpectedly, within his sight, Xiongba pushed Qin Shuang away with a ferocious expression, and his three-pointed divine finger was ready to attack, and the target was unexpectedly...
Nie Feng wrestles with Bu Jingyun.
Of course, it is also possible that he is targeting two people and wants to kill the hidden danger together.
"don't want"
Kong Ci's eyes suddenly shrank, and without even thinking, he stood up in front of the storm. His heart was pierced by the three-point divine finger, and he fell to the ground with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
Xiongba's ferocious smile was stiff, standing on the spot like a tree.
Qin Shuang rolled her eyes, groaned... she almost fainted, spit out a mouthful of hot blood, and knelt on her knees with tears in her eyes.
When Bu Jingyun angrily broke into the wedding scene, he had an ominous premonition. Finally, tragedy happened.
The storm of anger erupted at the same time, and the inner energy in his body went crazy. He vomited blood and rushed towards Kong Ci.
Nie Feng, whose legs were weak, staggered to the street. Bu Jingyun, whose mentality had collapsed, burst into tears and turned back into the lonely man who no one loved. He hugged Kong Ci and cried so hard that his heart broke.
Split Lung asked the question that had been weighing on his mind for a month.
"Why?"
"Yes, I'm sorry..."
Kong Ci slowly closed his eyes: "I was... naive... thinking that by marrying him, I could be with you..."
Bu Jingyun whined sadly, causing the internal injuries to become more serious, and he vomited blood and it fell on Kong Ci's wedding dress.
"Get out of here!!"
Xiongba rushed to Kong Ci's side like a teleport, kicked the flying step and snatched Kong Ci into his arms. He saw that his beloved daughter's heart had been broken, and her black hair, which had never grown old, suddenly turned gray.
There is no winner in this battle.
Bu Jingyun stepped forward and continuously attacked and slapped his palms on Xiong Ba's back, but Xiong Ba bounced them away with his powerful and domineering Qi.
For a time, everyone in the field was either seriously injured or dead, leaving the soldiers of the Tianxiahui at a loss. It was neither possible to leave nor stay.
"Leader Xiong, you said you don't believe in fate, but the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away, and you still followed this path." Liao Wenjie shook his head and stepped forward, looking down at Kong Ci in Xiong Ba's arms. He was still warm, so for now.
It can be saved.
"It's you, it's all your conspiracy!!"
As if he had found an outlet to vent his anger, Xiongba raised his head and glared at Liao Wenjie, then raised his hand and slapped...
Snapped!
Liao Wenjie waved his hand and slapped it away, and a crisp and crisp sound indicated the gap between the two, instantly making Xiong Ba calm down.
"Leader Xiong, a month ago, I made a fortune for you, telling you that you were feeling bereavement and that your daughter Kong Ci was going to die. You didn't believe it and you beat me up, but you didn't win."
"When I wanted to leave, you stopped me and refused to let me go. You forced me to make another fortune telling."
"I thought you were going to ask how to save your daughter, but you asked about the outcome of a life-and-death fight with 'Nan Wuming and Northern Sword Master'. I said that the Sword Master only needs one sword to kill you, but you still don't believe it..."
"I'm so helpless when you're like this!"
"You obviously know, you have known everything a long time ago..."
Xiong Ba was filled with fear in his heart, but his beloved daughter died on the spot. He became even more angry and roared: "You didn't come to see me duel with the Sword Master today, but you came to see my Xiong Ba's joke, right?"
"Xiong Ba pretends to be calm. You have to have confidence in yourself. The Sword Master is much more valuable than you." Liao Wenjie pointed his swords together. In an instant, the blue light space spread out, and countless sword energy howled and filled the audience.
In less than three seconds, the space collapsed on its own, and the sword energy in the sky disappeared.
"Tsk, it really doesn't work. I'm not very qualified. I can't learn Sword Twenty-Three by just watching it once." Liao Wenjie sighed, causing everyone in the martial arts room to fall silent.
"Di Shitian, what exactly do you want to do?"
Xiong Ba asked coldly. The death of his beloved daughter had made his mind a little confused. He was no longer the foresighted and thoughtful hero.
Now he is unhappy with everyone and wants to quarrel with everyone he sees.
"Master Xiong, please be patient. I have always been a charlatan. I have always been and will be in the future. I have no ambition to fight for world hegemony. You don't need to be taboo with me..."
In the middle of speaking, Liao Wenjie stopped directly, raised his hand and pushed Xiong Ba away, and muttered: "If you are going to suffer, you are so patronizing and pretending to be cool that you almost forget to save people. Sure enough, the personality of a senior expert is not suitable for a talkative person."