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Chapter 127 Master and Apprentice, Breakthrough!

Jianxiao rose, and the bead seemed to have spiritual wisdom, and it retreated by itself.

The sky was struck by thunder, the wind howled, and the boulder moved, blocking the scribe's sword light, obliterating that sword light bit by bit.

The gust of wind is like a ghost crying, and the roar of thunder is like the wrath of a god.

Amidst the wind and rain, the green shirt stands alone, with a cold expression.

Yuan Ci and Wu Changqing are still trapped in the world, and their personality is below him, so it is difficult to make a move at this time.

As if resenting the scribes for blocking their way, the thunder roared, the mountains and rivers rose and landed, and everything in the world separated Mr. Ying from the bead. They seemed to be roaring at him, begging to him, and persuading him to let him Be at ease and accept this power.

Because of the bead, the initial aura has already been produced.

This is chance...

This is an opportunity!

The scribe's figure was stiff, feeling the almost unstoppable temptation in his heart, and a look of struggle appeared on his face.

He is the core part of this world, and he is indistinguishable from other parts. What they can feel, he feels more strongly.

The longing to be a real being.

The expression on the scribe's face struggled, but he sank uncontrollably. He could affect the world, and in turn, the world could also affect him.

Because they are one.

His demeanor gradually became drowsy, and the memory in his mind was constantly regressing rapidly towards the back.

It was as if he wanted to return his existence back to the world itself.

Yuanci, Wu Changqing, the 'drama' experienced in the past.

Memories retreated one after another, his face became more and more dead, and suddenly he saw that immature boy who was so stupid that he was hopelessly stupid.

Slowly grow up by my side, stumble and crawl, and become stronger little by little.

Walk side by side with yourself on the road ahead.

But for some reason, the young man gradually drifted away, and finally stood together with familiar and unfamiliar figures. The place was pitch black, separated by an abyss, and among densely packed swordsmen, monks, and Taoist priests, the young man turned around and walked towards He saluted.

Just like the first time I saw you.

"Mr. Ying, this junior will say goodbye."

The young man looked up at him, paused slightly, and said softly:

"Goodbye."

Amidst the sound of rubbing, the sea of ​​blood rolled, involving the young man, and the familiar clean face was immediately covered by blood.

Mr. Ying's pupils suddenly contracted, and there seemed to be a light clicking sound all over his body.

For a moment, the scribe suddenly raised his eyes, and there was no more confusion in them.

Looking at the vision of heaven and earth in front of him, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

It turned into an unruly sneer.

The murderous intent of anger and cold reason fully appeared at this moment, the pride of being humiliated by being tempted and Wang Anfeng's anxiety in the deadlock were mixed together.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered a scripture that the bald donkey said.

Like blue lotuses, red, red and white lotuses, they grow in water and grow out of the water without clinging to the water.

If so, the Tathagata will live in the world and live in the world, go out of the world, and do not follow the worldly law.

I was born in this world, not in this world.

With a sharp face, he stepped forward with a sword.

The world fell and stood in front of the scribes.

Because of wind and thunder, mountains, rivers, heaven and earth stand in front of me.

Therefore, there are winds, thunders, mountains, mountains, rivers, and waves.

Heaven collapsed!

Ground fissure!

All things return to ruins!

The sword light was sharp, and from that opportunity, without hesitation, he slashed across.

By the way, it shattered the original moving mountains and rivers.

The green shirt is upright, the scribe's face is pale, and his eyes are sharp.

Kill me, see me.

I am not me.

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In Dingwu City.

Wang Anfeng's complexion was slightly pale, and his mind was full of distracting thoughts.

There is great terror between life and death.

With the ability of a third-rank martial artist to volley through the sky, as long as he can hold on for a while, he can wait for Gong Yu's arrival.

But with a ninth-rank body, how long can he last under the hands of an enraged seventh-rank warrior?

The young man could almost imagine that he would be tortured in every possible way.

His footsteps couldn't help but feel weak, his heart accelerated, and his breathing became short of breath, as if a huge shadow fell on the young man, cutting off all hope.

It was quite different from the pseudonym at that time, even when he was attacked by the general.

At that time, he had at least one last way.

Back to Shaolin.

At this time, such a real death situation made him tremble in his heart, and at this time, his usual state of mind fell apart, and dark thoughts oozed out of human nature like evil spirits.

There is another way.

The boy's eyes are slightly closed.

It's not for him to face the seventh-rank martial artist, just to delay the time.

There are hundreds of soldiers in this city, the guards will be eighth rank warriors, the county honors are above ninth rank, but not eighth rank.

Enrage it, and protect it with a city.

Before that warrior kills everyone, Gong Yu will definitely come.

At that time, he said that the person was crazy and shirked everything else.

Thinking about the thought in detail in my heart, I opened my eyes and saw the sunlight falling on the street, the children playing and running across the street, the pedestrians greeting each other, the neighbors whose parents were short-lived and chattering, and saw this familiar world.

The boy's heart softened.

He raised his hand and tapped his forehead lightly, whispering.

"How can you think of these things?"

"After returning to the mountain, you will be punished."

If survived.

The boy smiled casually and chose another method.

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Outside Dingwu City, it was clearly a sunny day, but now it was approaching dusk, but it started to rain lightly.

Suddenly there was a falcon howling in the sky, and two silver-feathered flying eagles came from afar, but what was even more amazing was that there was a figure on top of them, who could jump nearly a hundred meters every time he took a step, and was about to When it falls, it often raises its breath and gets up, lightly taps the toes on the eagle's back, and then jumps up again, almost like a fairy.

Just as he was about to rush into the city, the flying eagle whistled loudly, the man paused slightly, his gaze swept down, then suddenly turned sharply, and landed on the ground suddenly.

The energy swelled, and a wave of air was set off, and the sound of the clothes flapping was suppressed by a quiet piano rhyme.

The man was dressed in black, with an ancient face and a dot of indigo on his forehead, resembling an evil spirit.

His eyes were cloudy, but at this moment he was looking at the side of the city gate in surprise.

On the bluestone, the boy was wearing a blue shirt with a peaceful expression.

A Guqin was placed on his lap, and when his fingers stroked the strings, the clear and Yueqin sound was stirred up.

what happened?

Looking at the calm-looking young man, the murderous aura in the visitor's heart suddenly stagnated. Originally, he planned to go straight into the city and arrest Wang Anfeng, but now the latter appeared in front of him openly, as if he was taking the initiative to greet him. I was startled and uncertain.

Just now, the experience of the third and fourth children resurfaced in their minds again, and they were even more suspicious.

Could such a scheming person come to your door in a foolish way?
Impossible.

His eyes swept over the young man, because he didn't know that Wang Anfeng had passed the message at this time, so he didn't feel urgent, but because of the experience of the two subordinates just now, he was very vigilant.

Listening to the sound of the piano, it is extremely soothing, and even has a three-pointed atmosphere.

Even if it is an ordinary xylophone, it still does not lose its color.

But other than that, there was nothing unusual about it.

The man became more and more suspicious, looking at the young man's expression, he really didn't look like someone who was stupid enough to send himself to death.

Could it be a trick of suspicion?
Pacing slowly around Wang Anfeng, suddenly his expression became sharp, and he jumped forward, pulled out the long knife from his waist, and tore at Wang Anfeng's throat fiercely.

The momentum was fierce, but Wang Anfeng's expression was still calm, the man frowned slightly, stepped on his feet, turned around and hurried back to his original position.

Wang Anfeng's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

But he can only bet that the person behind him wants to catch him alive and ask about his relationship with Master Ni.

Bet right.

Feeling slightly relaxed, his palms trembled uncontrollably, but took advantage of the situation to play overtones, the sound of the piano became more and more ethereal and distant, and the man's suspicion gradually became irritable, and his violent and fierce temperament gradually gained the upper hand. At this moment, the young man closed his eyes.

Recalling his subordinate's description of his fierce and conceited character in his mind, he took a breath, tried his best to stabilize his voice, and said:

"It's raining today, and I'll give you a piano sound."

"To the end for you."

The man's expression was slightly startled, and then he let out a long laugh, laughing loudly and saying:
"What about me? It turned out to be a tactic to slow down the army. I thought it was so clever, but that's all!"

"Do you think I will let you procrastinate?"

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes slightly, with a peaceful expression.

"You do not dare?"

The man's expression froze, he was born with a grimace, he had low self-esteem since he was a child, but after practicing martial arts, he became even more conceited, whenever someone provoked him, he couldn't help but respond, thinking that the sound of a piano would only take a moment, and this kid would be in front of him By your side, no matter who comes, don't even think about winning it.

Immediately grinning grinningly, he strode to Wang Anfeng's side, with the long knife in his right hand directly on the boy's neck.

"Come on, let me see how you can kill me with the sound of the piano!"

The boy's eyes narrowed slightly, but the sound of the piano was still melodious.

A strategy of doubting soldiers, a strategy of delaying troops.

I have achieved the ultimate at this time.

The next thing is to do your best and obey the destiny.

But then I thought, is my choice this time still dull in the eyes of Mr. Ying, is it full of mistakes and omissions?
It was obvious that he was extremely terrified just now, but now his expression became peaceful, and the sound of the piano became more and more melodious. The man felt that Wang Anfeng was relying on him more and more, and felt uneasy. He played half the sound of the piano just now, and murderous aura appeared in his pupils. So I want to chop off the palm of the boy playing the piano.

The blade fell straight down.

Then, like thin ice, the pieces shattered.

The man's expression was slightly dull, and then turned into a look of horror.

"Miyayu?!"

With a strange cry, he stood up and fled, the place was desolate, he never thought that there would be a third-rank master, let alone Gongyu who thought he was in Guancheng, was terrified and wanted to rush into the city, It never occurred to her that Gong Yu stepped out of the Dingwu City and her complexion turned pale.

A few whistles were heard, and three sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls in white jumped out of the city.

Gong Yu stepped into the void and glanced at the pale Wang Anfeng, her eyes were already full of admiration.

Gently nodding his head, he opened his mouth and said:

"Why don't you play the qin and send it to the end?"

The young man's heart was still beating fast, he clasped his fists in a salute, and landed on the Guqin.

Although he didn't have a music score, but his state of mind has undergone drastic changes at this time, isn't it just the best music score, fingers lightly touch the strings, exhale, pull suddenly, and the piano sounds will rise high.

The rain is getting worse, and the three girls use green umbrellas instead of swords. The rain falls like weaves, dyeing the world into a layered coldness. Using the wet and slippery power of the rain, they dance into martial arts. The extremely feminine method turns into a masculine martial arts , three eighth-rank warriors trapped the man in the siege.

Playing with the piano and striking with the sword, the sounds are startling and killing, and the sword moves are sharp and fierce.

At the end of the song and the end of the sword, there are three people standing under the city.

PS: Fifth update, sorry for being so late...

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