Sword of Coming

The body is as slender as a woman's white python. The wings are not exaggeratedly large and are transparent and crystal clear. It is almost difficult to detect unless you look closely. It is hard to imagine that flapping these wings can make it rise into the sky from outside the Shiping cliff. It is inevitable that people will speculate whether it has mastered some kind of magical power similar to that of a qigong practitioner.

But now all this means little. The white python arched its back and swooped down quickly, opened its bloody mouth, and tried to devour the delicate-looking maid Zhu Lu. Unexpectedly, it was killed by a knife-wielding young man who appeared out of nowhere. Using the black snake's back and head as a ladder and springboard, he jumped up, holding a hatchet, and struck at the point where the white snake's wings connected with its body. The white python needed those wings to lift into the air and control its direction. After its wings were cut off with a knife, its body continued to move forward with the help of inertia, but it immediately moved sideways for more than ten feet. The white python's bloody mouth happened to pass by the girl. Passing by, the whole body fell heavily on the stone flat.

Zhu Lu and the three Mengtong boys from the school behind her also escaped. Taking advantage of the moment when the white python was dizzy after hitting the ground, Li Baoping quickly picked up the book box and shouted to run, while Lin Shouyi silently picked up his luggage. Following him, Li Huai was so frightened that his teeth chattered. After running for a distance, he accidentally realized that he didn't see the figure of the annoying Zhu Lu. When he turned around, Li Huai was stunned. The guy stood there stupidly. , this is not waiting for death, what is it? Li Huai couldn't help shouting: "Zhu Lu, why don't you run away?!"

Zhu Lu finally shook his head and regained consciousness slightly, but he was still a little confused. He turned his head and looked at Li Huai in a daze. He saw the child running and shouting: "Run! Wait to die!"

Once Zhu Lu came back to his senses, he immediately displayed the vigorous posture of a second-level martial artist. He rushed to Li Huai's side in four or five steps and retreated with them to the stone flat area away from the white python. As expected, Zhu Lu had just left the original place. On the ground, the white python with blood gushing out from the broken part of its wings began to struggle violently because of the pain. It swung its tail wildly and smashed the gravel on the stone floor. If Zhulu had stayed at night for a while, he would have been killed by the white python as thick as The big tail of the bucket was smashed into a puddle of meat.

The white python seemed to be severely weakened after losing one of its wings. It fluttered randomly, splashing countless flying sand and rocks, and did not calm down for a long time.

However, the boy was not much better. The hatchet of his left hand holding the hatchet burst open and his hand was covered in blood.

Chen Pingan knelt on one knee and raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead to avoid blurring his vision.

Half of the hatchet had been broken off, and when the sharp blade rebounded, if Chen Pingan hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and turned his head sideways, half of the hatchet might have been inserted into his face, or at least a large piece of flesh and blood would have been scraped off his cheek.

Chen Ping'an's current position was at odds with the black snake and white python. The black snake behaved strangely. After seeing the white python suffered heavy injuries, it did not abandon Zhuhe in a hurry and came to fight with Chen Ping'an. The previous "face and expression" became more leisurely and calm, and he swayed his upper body leisurely and slowly, always maintaining a confrontation posture with Zhu He. The black snake's sinister silver-white eyes occasionally fell on the white snake, and the white snake The way the python looked at the young girl Zhu Lu as if it were a delicious dish was no different.

In the middle of the stone flat, an old man in white clothes was holding a green bamboo stick in his hand, shivering. The half of the hatchet was inserted into the ground not far from his feet. The old man crept forward, squatted down, and carefully wiped the blade of the knife with his fingertips. The head instantly flowed with khaki blood mixed with a hint of gold. The old man was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, bent his fingers, and gently tapped the blade with a flick of his fingers. His face was full of confusion. He twisted his snow-white beard with two fingers and muttered: "It's sharp and useless." It deserves the reputation of being extremely sharp, but it turns out to be just an ordinary hatchet. It cannot even be called a warrior's 100-refined sword. Therefore, the blade is extremely brittle and far from tough enough. If the blade matches the quality of the blade, then it will be handed over to that person. A straightforward man with martial arts skills as a weapon may not have any chance of winning. Now, everything is over."

The old man carefully looked at the clear and beautiful edge of the blade, and sighed with emotion: "As for the mystery of this hatchet... it can only be found in that young man's whetstone? But the question is, how good is it? How can a whetstone sharpen such a sharp edge from a cheap hatchet made of poor material?"

The old man's eyes were greedy and hot, and he secretly glanced at the basket of luggage on the other side of Zhulu Li Baoping. As expected, the whetstone was hidden among them.

The old man immediately sighed heavily. No matter how good the thing was, even if he could get it, he seemed to have no life to enjoy it now.

I hate all the things I hate, but I only hate the skill of gathering soil to form a mountain, which was used by the warriors of the Five Realms. It is a mountain-building technique that has been lost for countless years. The old man was hiding underground at that time, and he even responded with a joke mentality of watching people and ghosts draw talismans. In the end, I just fell into this big trap. In fact, this magical power of twisting and gathering soil is not considered to be very advanced, but this kind of magical power has been dormant for too long. During the years when the old man was in charge of the land of Qidun Mountain, he was only invited out of the mansion in the mountainside with this skill once. They are the two immortals who came to play chess on the top of the mountain. Of course, those two are real immortals from the land with extraordinary magic skills. A small fifth-level martial artist is not worthy of carrying shoes for those two people. The reason why he was called to the top of the mountain back then was because the two true immortals did not want to break some old rules, and they were not looking after his face as a small landowner in Qidun Mountain.

It wasn't that Chen Pingan didn't want to take the opportunity to deal with the white python, but his internal organs were in turmoil, leaving him unable to do anything else. Once the sweat was wiped off, it would soon cover his face again, so Chen Pingan simply stopped wasting his energy. , just constantly adjust your breathing and try to calm the chaotic breath in your body. This kind of adjustment is like trying to mend the windows that are leaking from all sides on a heavy rainy day.

The sound of beating drums sounded from the heart again, and the sound gradually became louder. The sound did not come from the ears, but was a bit like the mysterious and mysterious heart, clearly conveying the trembling whine of the body.

The boy's almost instinctive intuition first originated from the colic in Mud Bottle Alley when he was young, and he also experienced it once in the mountains.

The reason why he didn't roll all over the floor this time was that Chen Ping'an noticed the strange aura in his body that was like a fire dragon, and it began to flow upstream from his abdomen. The Qifu acupoints are also the meridians connecting the human body's gates and cities, which greatly reduce the pain, just like a military general leading troops to put down a rebellion, or the so-called imperial conquest in Song Jixin's novels, the effect is remarkable , although it cannot solve the root cause, it can at least prevent those rebels from being exposed.

Although Zhu He was seriously injured, his momentum rose instead of falling. He was full of vigor and fighting spirit, his sleeves were swaying, and he had the demeanor of a master who should not be underestimated.

The black snake with its belly slowly swimming on the edge of the stone flat narrowed its eyes. Even though Zhu He showed great fighting power, it was never impatient and shook its head left and right, as if it was lamely looking for a loophole. As a result, it gave Zhu He a great opportunity to suppress his injury.

The old man saw this in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then warned weakly: "Stop struggling to death. The reason why this evil beast is not in a hurry to eat you is simply because it hopes that you will fully stimulate your energy and blood. It is just waiting. It’s just the ripeness of a green fruit. Don’t think it can’t harm you. Otherwise, even if it swallows your body, it still can’t digest your energy. You must know that it is the real tonic. .”

The old man lamented, and began to smooth out his messy beard, hair, and tattered clothes. He laughed at himself: "It's just a piece of land, but it must look like a mountain god before it dies."

The old man sat on the ground and sneered while cleaning up, "By the way, the evil beast is not only physically strong but also sharp in movement. It devoured a Taoist Qi practitioner who was on the fifth floor more than a hundred years ago. Now it is estimated that You should have mastered one or two introductory Taoist techniques. They are said to be very superficial, but if you are used by this evil beast, I am afraid that even if you are in the fifth realm, you will not be able to withstand it. In the final analysis, I will count on you to memorize the ideas, and you will die. It was a warrior from the fifth realm who led the team into the mountain. If it was the sixth realm, even though the two evil beasts could eat it, they might not be willing to come out of the cave for fear of losing both sides. If it was the seventh realm, hey, they would have taken the initiative to avoid it for dozens of miles. I wish you could get out of Qidun Mountain as soon as possible."

The girl Zhu Lu was horrified and despaired after hearing this.

Lin Shouyi murmured to himself: "A-Liang, where is senior A-Liang?"

Li Huai suddenly noticed that Li Baoping was quietly flipping through the bookcase, took out a small porcelain bottle, and held it tightly in his hand.

Following her line of sight, Chen Pingan calmly nodded to them in the distance.

Li Huai suddenly envied the tacit understanding between Li Baoping and her junior uncle.

The book says that this is called telepathy.

When Zhu He heard the land old man's revelation, there was no look of fear on his face. He twisted his wrist and said with a smile: "Being tied down is death, letting go and fighting is also death. Since they are all After death, why do you care whether it will become a stepping stone for that evil beast to transform into a dragon?!"

A martial artist in the fifth realm is already qualified to be known as a little master of martial arts. His soul is strong and his soul is strong. He only needs to condense a piece of martial courage.

Zhu He is trapped in a place where he will die and has no intention of retreating. In fact, it is in line with the true meaning of the martial arts tenet "to live toward death to build martial courage", but he still needs to continue to temper and polish.

Zhu He's warrior aura had already reached its peak and was ready to go.

The black snake instantly changed from its previous leisurely and lazy appearance, as if it was truly confirmed that Zhu He would no longer have any energy left, and his whole soul was already boiling in his Qi Palace. With the rapid flow of Qi and blood throughout his body, he could then taste this delicious food. .

The black snake raised its head and opened its mouth at the same time, gradually revealing the terrifying appearance of two ivory-colored fangs, as thick as a strong green arm. Compared with the filthy appearance of the white snake, which makes snake saliva flow when it opens its mouth, it is expected to become the sacred ink dragon. This black snake is relatively much cleaner. The inside of its big mouth is completely white, and bursts of cold air flow out. The contrasting black and white colors make this beast full of majesty, making it more genuine than the sloppy old man. land mountain god.

The black snake suddenly launched an offensive. This time, it no longer showed weakness by head-butting the enemy. It opened its mouth to the extreme in an instant. It seemed to bite Zhu He's head on the ground on the stone flat, but in fact it sprayed out halfway. A mouthful of snow-white miasma with an extremely fishy stench, the miasma condensed into substance, like a crossbow arrow shooting straight to the ground.

Zhu He is a son of the Li family who was born and raised in the small town. He does not have much practical experience in martial arts. During his martial arts career, he mostly competed with his family ancestors from point to point. This was his first time fighting a life and death battle, but he had eaten it once. After the big loss caused by the evil beast's voice, Zhu He responded to the black snake's insidiousness and treachery, and would never confront it head-on again.

Sure enough, the icy miasma that was as sharp as an arrow had just missed, and the ground on the stone flat was stirred and shattered. After Zhu He moved a few steps laterally, he immediately felt a strong wind sweeping from the side, and the two axes of light and dark from before, Zhu He had already expected it, tiptoed a little, advanced instead of retreating, straight forward, and hit the black snake's belly.

Unexpectedly, the black snake leaned back and spit out the miasma from its mouth frequently. It was not intended to penetrate Zhu He's body, but to block his forward thrust. At the same time, its tail continued to extend until it formed a large circle that entrenched the top of the mountain. , instantly surrounded Zhu He, forcing him to fight like a trapped beast.

The long body of the black snake, after surrounding the "city wall" twice, can actually raise its tail high, like a soldier patrolling the city, to prevent the Zhu River from flying out. Zhu He responded quickly enough. He was about to rise from the ground before the second circle of the snake's body was formed. However, as soon as his body took off, he was quickly slammed down by the tail. Zhu He protected his head with both arms and was suddenly knocked back to the stone. Ping, although the internal organs were not injured, the sea of ​​​​qi evaporated like boiling water, making a face turn red. The souls and spirits flowing throughout the body had good intentions. In order to protect the owner from trauma, they had to leave the established meridian path and instead penetrate. Entering the more peripheral flesh and blood.

Black Snake's cold silver eyes showed a hint of a proud smile.

If the warrior was delicious at medium rare before, now it is at medium rare.

So it no longer continued to consume vitality, but opened its big mouth, lowered its head and pounced on Zhu He again and again.

Zhu He punched out like a rainbow, moving around flexibly in the Colosseum. His two arms burst out with green Qi. Every time he punched, the air could be broken, and the wind was loud.

Although he was at an absolute disadvantage, Zhu He showed no sign of decline. His eyes were shining and his energy was as abundant as ever.

The old man in white clothes pricked up his ears and marveled. Although he had not seen the battle with his own eyes, he had a rough guess. He thought that it was a pity that he was such a good embryonic martial arts master. He died halfway.

He suddenly woke up with a burning sensation, picked up the dull green bamboo stick, and shouted to the fellow warriors: "Come quickly, someone, anyone, as long as they are boys or girls, will If the Yue character made by your elders is flattened with your feet, I will be able to escape and will not be bound by this talisman. When the time comes, I can help him. I dare not say that it is not difficult to kill the evil beast and get out of trouble. Hurry!"

The old man's anxious eyes wandered on the faces of those people.

Lin Shouyi sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Just as Li Huai was about to muster up the courage to risk his life, Li Baoping grabbed his arm.

The old man was stunned, and yelled in agony: "You ungrateful idiots, do you want to watch your elders die in battle?! You brats have their consciences eaten by dogs?"

Zhu Lu's body flashed and he ran towards the Qidunshan land man.

In the distance, Chen Ping'an suddenly shouted sternly: "Zhu Lu, don't go! If you don't help him, he will have no way to retreat, and he may have to fight side by side with us. If you help him, with his timid nature, He must have run away! Besides, we’re not sure yet whether he was with the two beasts, so don’t be impulsive! He seemed to be helping us from the beginning to the end, but have you noticed that he actually didn’t do anything at all? Help Uncle Zhu!”

Zhu Lu was not willing to listen to Chen Ping'an's words, so he just kept his head down and moved forward.

The moment Chen Ping'an spoke, he actually started to rush towards the land old man, his speed was not inferior to Zhu Lu's at all.

If there are no accidents, the straw-shoe boy has hope of stopping Zhu Lu's move.

The old land man had a gloomy face and stood there holding a green staff.

The white python, which had lost one of its wings, soon lay motionless on the stone ground after tumbling about, dying, as if it could no longer participate in the fight.

But when Chen Ping'an rushed towards the old land man and appeared more than ten steps away from his head, the white python scurried forward without any warning, biting the boy fiercely with its big mouth. The half-dead posture before was nowhere to be seen. .

However, Chen Ping'an suddenly stopped and walked backwards, avoiding the dangerous attack of the white python, and shouted angrily: "Zhu Lu! Did you see it! This evil beast also wants you to destroy Uncle Zhu's mountain." Word! That man and the two beasts might have reached a secret agreement long ago!"

Chen Pingan's sight was blocked by the white python's body and he could not see the scene over there with the old man in white.

But the head of the white python first looked towards the girl in a panic, and then slowly turned towards the young man, its eyes full of sarcasm.

At that moment, the young man was filled with anger and disappointment.

Even the fire dragon in his body inexplicably changed from an overwhelming momentum to a cautious and humble posture when it passed through the three Qifu acupoints high up in the air. The young man did not pay attention to it.

The girl Zhu Lu, whose mind was confused, ran to the Yue character with tears on her face. She stretched out her foot and stepped on it. The girl choked and said: "I want to save my father! I want to save him! I know, because he is My dad, that’s why you are so indifferent to his life and death!”

The ashes of the yellow talisman above the word "Yue" were trampled into the soil and eventually dissipated. The word "Yue" was finally blurred under the girl's trampling.

The old man in white looked down at the girl's feet blankly, and let out a suppressed laugh from the depths of his throat, "Hey..."

Then the old man raised his head and stared at the panicked girl. The old man twisted his wrist at will, and the green bamboo stick brought out a field of green fireflies in the air. His old face was like a dead tree with spring. The old man smiled broadly and nodded: "Haha, I am eager to save my father. Understand, understand.”

The old man's figure began to grow rapidly, his appearance became younger and younger, his muscles and bones stretched, and he made a series of harsh sounds like cracking soybeans. He looked like a middle-aged man and laughed to the sky, crying and laughing, extremely happy, "Hahaha !”

The man with the green stick, who had become handsome, looked at the white python with a smile, "As agreed, I will help you deal with that man in the bamboo hat who hides his head and tail. As for these guys, you can do whatever you want. Of course, we will get along with each other in the future. , but you can’t continue to be like it was for hundreds of years. Don’t worry, I will only wait for you to be promoted to the land of this place after being conferred as a mountain god. As for your man walking across the river, I will also support you. At the end of the day, we all benefit from each other and participate in this great event together.”

After the man with the green staff said these words, he was already a handsome and handsome man with a weak crown. He looked at the dumbfounded girl with a smile and said, "Your father is destined to me. Originally, Da Li was going to reward all the gods of mountains and rivers on the map this time. I couldn't bear it." I just took the opportunity to restore the body of the land, but he was able to call out the name of that 'sir', which was really shocking. It was equivalent to helping me re-establish the body of the land that was originally taken away by the immortal. To be honest, if he had been there at that time I twisted the soil and wrote the word "Yue" in the opening chapter of the book. It is impossible to say that I don't need the imperial seal at this time, and I am already the orthodox mountain god of Qidun Mountain."

The man looked extremely happy, pacing slowly, waving his hands to himself, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I am very content. Your father is a good man, and so are you. You are my nobles, but it's just a drop of kindness. I just want to repay you, but I really can’t repay you for such a great favor.”

The girl's face was pale, her lips were trembling, and she murmured repeatedly: "You lie, you lie..."

The man in Yushu Linfeng glanced at the white python, "We all didn't expect that the wings were cut off. Don't expect me to make any extra compensation. Now I am very poor. Qidun Mountain is hundreds of miles away. I have been killed for so many years." You have plundered everything, and I, a dignified landowner, only have one layer of land left, which is outrageous."

The white python nodded meekly, showing a rare hint of flattery, and then shook his head slightly.

The man waved the green staff with his big hand and said boldly: "I don't care about your shabby property. All the past festivals, just let it go with the wind."

Finally, he looked around and said with a smile: "That brother you call A Liang, it's just that he doesn't bow to the top of the mountain. He still dares to sit on my throne. In the end, the word Yue was reduced to the word Yue..."

This mountain god, who was in high spirits, suddenly looked down with a blank look on his face, a look of pain and bewilderment on his face.

An ordinary bamboo knife passed through his heart.

The man in the bamboo hat stood side by side with him, but facing in the opposite direction. The man let go of the handle of the knife, then patted the mountain god on the shoulder, and replied with a smile: "Are you looking for me?"