Chapter 65

Nanli Pavilion, by the ancient road.

The grass is green.

Dark clouds, bring a whistling wind, blowing that walk on the official road of green clothes, clothes fluttering.

Housekeeper Chen walked slowly, step by step, with a calm face.

He didn't have the sharpness that a swordsman should have. He was even as gentle as a piece of sharp jade whose edges had been polished off.

Soon, housekeeper Chen stepped on the pavilion steps and calmly looked at the withered old man.

Now one of them is withered, and the other is one third white, which is less than the pride of those who looked up to heaven and pointed to heaven.

All the spectators were breathing.

Chen Tianxuan is the second best in the world. He is one of the top ten Kendo masters in Daxia.

Although yuan Chenggang was not as famous as Chen Tianxuan, he was proud of most of the monks in the world.

It's a battle of dragons and tigers, and everyone is looking forward to it.

Watching the fight between high-quality monks will definitely benefit a lot.

It is said that when he was young, Li Xianyuan, who ranked first in the battle of heaven in the great Chu Dynasty, took a general view of the battle of high-quality friars, even if he was injured by Qi. Later, he finally summed up his experience and skills from all the battles. He integrated the advantages of thousands of families, and won the first place in the battle of heaven, which covered the great Chu River for decades.

The way of practice is mysterious. In fact, it depends on talent very much. Those who have evil spirits will realize the Tao once and land in the earth fairy step by step.

Those with poor talent can't climb the gap of one grade after decades of delay.

Nanli Pavilion.

The two did not have as many people imagine that dry firewood encounter fire directly broke out a war.

But see two faces are blooming smile.

Like old friends who have not seen each other for many years, they sit down and chat with each other in Nanli Pavilion.

On the top of the pavilion, dark clouds are like a vast sea.

The atmosphere seemed a bit strange.

The haggard old man was very thin. He was holding a bright bamboo pole, his cheek against the bamboo pole, and he was shrinking in the corner of Nanli Pavilion. His eyes were blind, and there was no light in them.

He tilted his head and said with a smile: "in fact, I knew you were in Anping County. If you didn't do it, I wouldn't come to you."

"The enmity between you and me needs an end."

Yuan Chenggang, Tao.

Housekeeper Chen, looking at Yuan Chenggang, said, "you've already been in the top ten of tianbang. Why don't you? You have to win me? "

"Without Chen Tianxuan's top ten, it's so boring. If I can't beat you, I'll be in vain."

Yuan Chenggang slowly took down the huge yellow wooden box on his back and said, "I'm sorry.

The wooden box was opened, and there were two silver guns lying quietly inside. The silver guns were painted with unique patterns, like the pattern formed by mercury flowing on them.

"Years have eroded your appearance, but not your competitiveness."

After housekeeper Chen said a word, he also took down the ancient sword Dijiao on his back and slowly uncovered the white cloth.

"It's just that Yuan Chenggang doesn't want to win, otherwise he won't be able to sit in the top ten."

Bang!

The two silver spears were combined into a long gun.

The old man put down the bamboo pole and held the gun.

The gun in his hand seems to be the bamboo pole that has guided him for decades instead of his eyes.

Yuan Chenggang's blind eyes were a little cloudy, staring at the housekeeper Chen Xu and said: "in fact, you can not take the fight After all, it's not good for you to win or lose the war between you and me. "

Yuan Chenggang tilted his head and said.

Housekeeper Chen completely stripped away the white cloth of Dijiao and laughed.

"No, we have to fight."

"Yes, Liwei."

Words fall.

In the old Pavilion, the atmosphere suddenly changed, from the original conversation between friends to the impact of the collapse.

Yuan Chenggang, the old man, laughs and holds a silver gun with the tip of the gun to the ground.

"War."

A word at the mouth is like a dragon breathing.

Between the flat ground, there are one after another of the silver spear awn virtual shadow, if the back of the waterfall, pouring into the sky.

Housekeeper Chen stood upright in the pavilion.

The ancient sword in his hand trembles lightly. It has infinite sword spirit. It also bursts out from the earth like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Spear awn and sword shadow collide with each other like two big waves.

All eyes.

The sky above Nanli Pavilion is overcast with black clouds roaring.

The heavy rain, which had been suppressed for a long time, poured down on everyone's head.

The war began.

……

Slum, hamster street.

In the dirty, stinky streets, a corpse is running wildly. They roar like ignorant beasts.

On the roof, the rotten monks were laughing wildly, looking at the corpses in the rotten streets below, such as the flowing water in the black river.Of course, it's a pity that he didn't go outside Anping County to watch a world shaking battle.

Although the rotten monk thought it was a pity, he could barely accept the harvest.

"Qi pin Wu Xiu Tear him alive

The rotten monk shook the silver bell and laughed.

Zhao Donghan took out the long knife at his waist, and with a sudden wave of it, his Qi and blood burst out, splitting a walking corpse in two.

The corpse's body is hard, which is similar to Wu Xiu's in the copper skin realm. It splits with one knife, and the blade's body is slightly frustrated.

If it's just a walking corpse, Zhao Donghan naturally doesn't care, but At the moment, hundreds of corpses are coming on the street of the hamster. Even if it's Qipin Wuxiu, his physical strength is far away, and he can't stand each other's many people.

Zhao Donghan didn't know what Luo Hong was doing in the pork shop.

But he didn't run away, he didn't retreat.

It's like a burly mountain, standing in front of the pork shop, with Qi and blood attached to the blade, constantly waving and cutting.

Pooh, Pooh

In front of him, a flying corpse was split by Zhao Donghan, and the splattered blood instantly overturned his body.

However, Zhao Donghan was indifferent to the strong smell.

It has the spirit of "one man at the gate, ten thousand at the gate".

It's overcast and it hasn't rained heavily yet.

It makes the blood in the air and the fermentation stink more and more.

There are more and more corpses in front of the pork shop, just like two hills. However, there are still some walking corpses who come flying in fear.

On the roof, Shami, wearing a ragged monk's robe, squints and smiles.

"It's a loyal guard, but sometimes the manpower is poor, and the crude warrior will be exhausted I see how many corpses you can block. "

"Perseverance is good, but it can be made into a good copper corpse after death."

"My sorcery, one man becomes an army! Six grades of martial arts practitioners should be thrilled when they see it. Seven grades of martial arts practitioners, how long can they block it? "

"You expect Chen Tianxuan to save you? At the moment, Chen Tianxuan is afraid that he can't protect himself... "

Sami grinned coldly.

Zhao Donghan was leaning on a knife, and his eyes were completely stained with blood. The words of Shami could not shake his heart.

Since the young master is behind him, he will guard the door for him.

Don't let these pickles enter!

The other seven evil practitioners wearing bamboo hats also used their means.

They are much weaker than the means of Shami, but they are also evil.

They control the ghosts and spirits that they hold. They fly out and bite the Qi and blood of Zhao Donghan.

These ghosts, like gangrene attached to bones, constantly devour Zhao Donghan's Qi and blood, making Zhao Donghan's body gradually cold.

There is also an evil practitioner who controls the ghost ghost and rushes into the pork shop to find Luo Hong.

All of a sudden.

Smilingly, with a stagnant smile on his face, he looked up at the pork shop.

He was a little surprised.

In his perception, Tu Sanduo's breath of life It's gone.

Sami frowned.

The silver bell stopped swaying suddenly, and the corpses who ran out of the river stopped abruptly, with a daze on their faces and staying in the same place.

Zhao Donghan's ears are just like the breathing sound of a bellows.

When the corpse stopped flying, he still kept the inertia and kept waving his knife.

His body was full of wounds, which were bitten by walking corpses. Around him, there were more than 200 walking corpses being cut down.

After a long time, he was leaning on a knife, kneeling on one knee and panting violently.

In the dark clouds of depression, accompanied by a roar of summer thunder.

The rain has been pouring down for a long time.

Hit on the ground, splashed with blood of the mud.

But in the pork shop, there was a figure in white, holding the ghost ghost ghost's neck. As he walked, the ghost ghost ghost's body gradually shriveled, as if it had been purified and absorbed Until death.

"It's a good coincidence that one person becomes an army..."

"I will, too."

In the pork shop, Luo Hong, dressed in white, looks at the Shami with a gentle smile. His voice is like magnetism, lingering among the sounds of rain.

Body wanton escape of the Zhengyang gas is more and more bright as a rainbow.

Like a scorching sun, shining all over the world.

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