Sheng Fu

Chapter 350 Swords arrive, people arrive

The wind is cloudy and cool, and the dragon riding pine on the mountain rustles.

There is an agarwood tea table under the tree. In addition to the tea set, there are two world famous swords on the table.

Although it is at a high place, it is difficult to see the sea of ​​clouds churning. At a glance, it is a clear nothingness, just like a young man holding a sword and staring at the future.

The tea is Wannian spring tea, and the cup is carved from quiet stone.

Zhou Tianhai with flowing hair, dressed in green clothes, with a horizontal sword in front of the table, raised his cup and sipped tea, bowed his head and said, "I'm very surprised that you can come here."

The sword that fell on Bai Xiaowei's table had once slashed the mad dragon in the northern desert, and had also been in front of the Gongsun family's gate in the north. That time the sword was never out of its sheath, but in many people's hearts, the deputy prime minister's The sword is already out of its sheath.

Bai Xiaowei said: "I have lived in the imperial capital for a long time, and I am tired of the scenery there. Although it is magnificent, what I can see is the desires and ideals of all living beings dying and blooming in the oven."

Compared with Bai Xiaowei, Zhou Tianhai is more like a refined and elegant scholar, at least his face is gentle, and he was also a handsome man who made many girls feel happy when he was young.

Zhou Tianhai put down the teacup, did not say much about other matters, and said honestly: "How about the tea?"

Bai Xiaowei slammed the corner of the table and said softly: "Very good."

The two disappeared in front of the table at the same time, and appeared in the next moment, already standing in the air, with the swords in their hands unsheathed.

The sword energy was born, countless waves surged in the void, countless small rivers and rivers converged into a vast ocean, and the sword field covering the sky and the sun covered the mountains and rivers here.

Bai Xiaowei moved first, a strong wind blew up, and the sword's intent was long, before reaching Zhou Tianhai, the sword's intent rolled down like a river of galaxies, stirring up a majestic rain of swords, and the whale swallowed the cow and drank it.

Zhou Tianhai held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, a sword traversed, his strength roared, and his sword intent bloomed vastly, drawing an endless full moon in the void, annihilating everything wherever it went.

The two completely different sword intents were entangled in an instant, and the sound of the sword resounded like a dragon's chant, resounding through the vast sky and the earth.

Bai Xiaowei came forward suddenly, and pierced Zhou Tianhai's throat with a sword, without any fancy sword skills or foreshadowing, as simple as a hoe in the hands of an old farmer.

Zhou Tianhai frowned slightly, raised his sword, and blocked it in front of his throat.

When the tip of the sword touched the spine of the sword, a clear and magnificent sword sound burst out.

Zhou Tianhai took advantage of the situation to dial back the momentum of the sword, raised the sword, like waves gushing from a great river, rolled up countless heavy sword intents, and swallowed them away.

Bai Xiaowei stepped on the lotus, retreated twenty feet back, held the sword in both hands, and slashed down with the sword vertically.

clang clang...

The sword intent entangled again, Zhou Tianhai leaped out of the sea of ​​sword intent, came from the wind, pointed at Bai Xiaowei's eyebrows.

Bai Xiaowei bends his arms and sinks his waist, and with a sword slanted upward, the tiger leaps over the mountain peak, the sword is full of madness, and there is aura everywhere.

The water in the sky surged wantonly, and in the sudden change of the wind and waves, a lotus flower with clear and dense sword energy was born.

Zhou Tianhai's expression was normal, he flew down, and pressed his sword vertically, Bai Xiaowei raised his sword to block, the heavy sword pressure caused Bai Xiaowei's body to fall one after another.

Seeing that he was about to touch the vegetation, Bai Xiaowei's aura rose sharply, and a majestic sword momentum bloomed, Zhou Tianhai's complexion changed drastically, and he retreated steadily, just to accumulate the sword momentum, he drew his bow like a full moon and shot powerfully.

A sword pushed away the sword in Zhou Tianhai's hand, then soared up into the sky, pointing at Zhou Tianhai's throat.

The master of Nanshan Sword Sect has practiced swordsmanship for a long time, among the current human race, except for Pu Weiqing, no one can beat him, and the current Deputy Prime Minister's swordsmanship vaguely has the upper hand.

Bai Xiaowei's sword is extremely pure, without any extra embellishments, it seems like a flawless bronze mirror.

The recoil of the sword was unexpected by Zhou Tianhai.

With this sword, Bai Xiaowei has done his best in one battle, if he loses, Bai Xiaowei will die, if he wins, Zhou Tianhai's vitality will be seriously injured.

There is no retreat, let alone the opponent?
Above the high dome, the clouds are broad and the sky is clear.

Zhou Tianhai has no way out, and Bai Xiaowei's sword is destined to make great achievements.

Suddenly, a cool breeze came.

Bai Xiaowei's sword was still straight and straight, Zhou Tianhai closed his eyes, held the sword with one hand, and blocked his throat with ease and ease.

As in the beginning, the point of the sword is on the spine.

There were no waves surging, and the sword intent was no longer neighing.

Bai Xiaowei stared at Zhou Tianhai, and flung his sword across the sky in a cool way. In the distant sky, there was a loud bang, like the sound of the Great Dao, resounding throughout the southern land.

Zhou Tianhai opened his eyes, the light in his eyes flowed like a calm river, occasionally reflecting a clear brilliance.

Bai Xiaowei said softly: "Congratulations on stepping into Wuji."

Feeling lost, Zhou Tianhai smiled and said, "The murderous aura of your sword just now can hit the running water."

Bai Xiaowei put his long sword back into its sheath gracefully, stood side by side with Zhou Tianhai, and said honestly: "The great battle is coming, the human race needs you."

Zhou Tianhai hesitated to speak, his cultivation was higher than those around him, but his sword power was inferior.

It is difficult for a politician's kendo to be so pure.

Bai Xiaowei said: "Everything in the imperial capital is busy, let's take a step first, and I hope to learn the way of swordsmanship later."

Take a step forward and cross the void.

Zhou Tianhai stared at the north, and could faintly hear the voices of countless children from poor families reading aloud, and a great sun was rising gradually, blooming with immeasurable brilliance.

Starting today, the Nanshan Sword Sect respects the word Hengchang.

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Demon Realm, Fenghuo Plateau.

In the magma, a heavy weapon that looks like a spear but not a halberd floats in the air, exuding endless fierce power, strands of evil spirit, making the void wobble and almost collapse.

Zhang Benchu ​​was not as excited as that hot-blooded young man. At this moment, his heart was as calm as water, quietly watching this magic weapon take shape.

Looking back on the past, never thought that one day, he would wield this murder weapon.

Under the volcano, black smoke billowed, and it was dilapidated and desolate.

Suddenly, countless auras gathered here, and the billowing black smoke was swept away by a strong wind. Down the mountain, densely packed monsters came galloping.

The birth of the Saint Soldier caused a resonance in the Great Dao, and the big monsters within a radius of ten thousand miles noticed the clue one after another, and now they came in a swarm.

When Zhang Benchu ​​saw this, he clenched his fists immediately, and his true energy burst out brazenly, exuding a ferocious power.

The monster army at the foot of the mountain stopped their offensive suddenly, not because of Zhang Benchu.

A more powerful aura surged, and the Jiuyouque, who was far away in Youdu City, was extremely sensitive, exuding infinite coercion, and the monster army below the mountain prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to move.

The infinite coercion is like the sky above, no matter how passionate Zhang Benchu ​​is, he is definitely not the enemy of Jiu Youque.

When the middle-aged man with upturned eyes saw Zhang Benchu, his eyes were neither sad nor happy. He was not surprised that there was a human race here. What was surprising was that such a holy soldier came from the hands of the human race.

The young man in the corner of his eyes was like nothing in his eyes, just about to obliterate him, he saw the void surging, and a stalwart man in a dragon suit appeared in an instant.

The emperor came personally, and the crape myrtle true essence was in full bloom, covering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, pressing down on the Nine Nether Birds...

　Due to the passing away of Yuan Longping and Wu Mengchao yesterday, my mind was hard to calm down and my emotions were complicated, so there was no update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)