When he first went to Wudang to practice swords, the prince regretted what he had done earlier. He thought that he should let the dead soldiers raised in the royal palace fight against each other, so that he could see the real way of killing, rather than some fancy moves that seemed to be a sword. The leader of the horse bandit Song Diaoer and Xiao Qiang were killed. In addition to trying to make the latter die with their eyes open, he also had the experience of the wonderfulness of the Lishou sword hovering. The sword-controlling technique of Wu's sword-crown in the official road of Xiangfan opened his eyes. It was definitely a deception to say that he was not jealous of himself. Just now, Song Diaoer forced out the vicious soft sword with his vicious sword close to the second level.

After all Xiao Qiang's abilities, His Royal Highness used the flying sword to scare Song Diaoer, which was a temporary idea. He was a little itchy. Fortunately, he successfully beat the swollen face and pretended to be fat. He was not too embarrassed. Xu Fengnian had a bad impression of Song Diaoer, a scholar-born horse thief. He was scheming and tolerant. What was rare was that he knew how to advance and retreat. But what made Xu Fengnian appreciate the most was that he knew what he said when he was dying. Perhaps it was because he was about to die and his words were kind, but it was precisely because Xu Fengnian really looked at Song Diaoer with admiration. Song Diaoer said that his second brother was a rare kind person on the border. Isn't Song Diaoer himself?

After Xu Fengnian walked away, he spit out a mouthful of blood, hurriedly covered his palm, and a short sword flew out of his sleeve, carefully raised it, and then quietly took it back, drinking blood to become a sword fetus, and spiritual roots were nurtured from spiritual energy. A flying sword was considered a preliminary success. The sword embryo must be good, the sword must be well raised, and the sword must be strong, and all three are available to kill people. Xu Fengnian is currently using his sword to control his hands. It is okay to scare people, but it is absolutely impossible to kill people.

Xu Fengnian came in a hurry and walked leisurely. He remembered that Yan Chiji's daughter Yan Dongwu rushed to attack on a snowy night. After killing the group of knife-training stakes, he also gave her a hideous face. If he said that he deliberately showed off his power in front of the Leng Meiren, he would have wronged His Royal Highness. If he hadn't said that he had spoken with Xu Xiao in this way, with Xu Xiao's strict control over Beiliang, Yan Chiji would not have gone out, let alone going to the capital to be the skeleton and clear stream, relying on Yan Dongwu, who married into the royal family, who had become a royal relative, even Beiliang would not have been able to leave.

The four friends who grew up together back then, except for Li Hanlin's prodigal son, who turned around and relied on the hard-working battle in the Beiliang army, the other two have already gone to the capital and have to stand opposite Beiliang with their family. It has to be said to be a huge ridicule.

Xu Fengnian walked back to the Yulong Gang's headquarters and found that Liu Nirong was standing far away, her face as cold as frost. When Xu Fengnian went out to follow Xiao Qiang, she found that the woman was following behind, but she lost her and had to turn back. Liu Nirong waited for a long time, and finally saw the son of the General's Mansion who gave too many mysteries came towards him and sneered: "It turns out that Mr. Xu's light skills are so first-class. I believe that his family's academic background is more instructed by famous teachers."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "On average."

Liu Nirong didn't mean to tinker with the paste, so she asked straight to the point: "Didn't you see the leader of Gang Xiao?"

Xu Fengnian also simply said: "If I say that I happened to meet the leader of the Xiao Gang practiced swordsmanship, and my hands were itchy, and I would intervene with each other, and then accidentally kill the leader of the Xiao Gang. Or, in order to allow his son Xiao Ling to sit on the throne of the leader of the Yulong Gang, he colluded with the four horse bandits and wanted to embezzle the goods, and then gave Miss Liu both hands to a horse thief leader. Which one would you believe?"

Liu Nirong sneered: "I just want to know how you came back alive!"

Xu Fengnian said slowly: "The four horse bandits, one of whom is nicknamed Li Heita, uses a pair of Xuanhua axes and the Golden Bird Mountain Axes, one is nicknamed Old Copper Coin, uses a Pu Knife, and a Scarface. The last horse bandit is nicknamed unknown. Anyway, Xiao Qiang and one of them are old acquaintances. After leaving the Maguan, they join the line. The four forces work together to pull up a hundred horse bandits who ride on them. They use the tactics of the scattered horse bandits to harass the Yulong Gang every day. The last day should be external. If Xiao Qiang cannot use drugs, he will be responsible for attacking Gongsun Yang and then divide the spoils of 4,000 taels of silver. But now they are all dead. I advise you not to dig into this matter. It will be of no benefit to the Yulong Gang. Then, with Xiao Ling, he will say that his father was fighting with the Ma bandits to death and died in battle."

Liu Nirong stared at Xu Fengnian and said, "Do you think I will trust someone who knows the surname of this big thing?"

Xu Fengnian asked back: "You may know Xiao Qiang's ancestors for the 18th generation, but you can trust him?"

Liu Nirong was speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere was stiff. Gongsun Yang walked out of the shadow slightly, fought a smooth move, and smiled and said, "Miss, I believe in Mr. Xu."

Liu Nirong snorted coldly, and staggered her body. Xu Fengnian walked up the hillside. Liu Nirong looked at this hateful back and finally her chest trembled sharply, revealing her inner panic. She turned her head and asked softly: "Uncle Gongsun, is this really the case?"

Gongsun Yang smiled bitterly and said, "The truth is not important, but the result is the key. Since Mr. Xu has returned safely, we might as well regard Xiao Qiang as having died in the hands of the bandits for the Yulong Gang, and it is reasonable for Xiao Qiang to both Miss and Yulong Gang. It is reasonable for the young lady to suspect Mr. Xu's identity. However, no matter what role he is in the weapon supervisor general's mansion, considering the current Yulong Gang is not worth a general's mansion to personally go out and frame it carefully. This is enough. Since the Yulong Gang and the General Mansion are still in a cooperative relationship, Mr. Xu is a bit abnormal, so what is the relationship? People are in the world, and who doesn't have their own secrets."

Liu Nirong nodded.

Gongsun Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "Miss, don't pay too much attention to Mr. Xu."

Liu Nirong looked up and smiled calmly, "Uncle Gongsun is too worried. How could Nirong be so ignorant of her children's love? Besides, I only have disgust for this guy."

Gongsun Yang smiled, and Liu Nirong with clear eyes asked, "Xiao Qiang is really dead? Is it a fight in the nest of a bandit, and then the person named Xu got a flaw?"

Gongsun Yang sighed and said, "I can't figure it out, I can't guess it."

Liu Nirong smiled and said, "Then I don't want to."

Gongsun Yang said happily in pain: "This method saves trouble."

Xu Fengnian returned to the campfire, and the fire was still strong. It was probably because the young Wang Dashi came to add dead branches when he saw that he was not here. There were many branches and thatchs next to the fire. Staying at the top of the slope at night is not a good thing. The temperature difference between day and night is large. The fish and dragon gang is no longer as good as those who have been dating for many years. It was already full of bitterness. However, it was shocked by the sporadic slogans who appeared in the scattered slogans and horse bandits. They took turns to stay and were satisfied if they could doze. Xu Fengnian quietly entered into meditation, and had 361 acupoints in his body, like post stations. Then the twelve meridians and eight extraordinary meridians are the main post roads. The qi movement is generally progressing step by step and there are methods to follow. When practicing swords and swords, most people can raise it. Why is the same sword and sword different in the hands of different people? The so-called layout of ordinary warriors are just routines taught by the master. Sometimes there are opportunities and a few hearts.

The secrets of the Dharma are only three or four out of ten, and the qi is limited. When it comes to calling, it is even more difficult to practice. The Taoist Dahuangting practice has achieved the practice of the 361 caves of heaven and blessings, and seeking majestic aura with the heaven and earth, but gathering qi without venting it. At that time, Wang Chonglou instilled Dahuangting with the supreme technique, after all, he acted against the heavens and lost four parts of Dahuangting. After all, even if Xu Fengnian was cautious in his or her clumsy and exquisite, he had to lose another point. He actually used only half of Dahuangting, but it had already made Xu Fengnian approach the Vajra realm. The benefits of Dahuangting are huge, which shows that. Now Xu Fengnian still has six orifices closed. No matter how he breathes according to the unique formula, he will not be able to break through that layer of window paper. This is the greatest fruit that the old man with sheep fur fur had obtained under the premise of tempering the green snake with hundreds of hands and sleeves.

Wang Xianzhi's sword score has very few explanations of the tricks, and more of them list many obscure and even unreasonable trajectories of qi flow, which are mostly contrary to common sense. However, after Xu Fengnian privately confirmed it, he explained the sword intent and sword moves of the old sword god Li slapped walnuts with an embroidered winter knife at the bow of the ship. He suddenly realized that the more brilliant the sword moves, the more it requires the almost tedious qi flow to support it. Practice makes perfect. Ordinary people only see masters making moves lightly, but they have the power to destroy cities and mountains, but they do not know the difficulties and difficulties of practicing. Li Chungang once claimed to be a sword at the peak of his prime, and the qi flowed around his body in an instant for three hundred miles, so there was a saying that the sword fairy had a hit and the mind was rushing to the eight poles. What a terrifying "forgetfulness"?

Xu Fengnian opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and said to himself: "It seems that if the technique is not good, unless he is truly a talented person who is once a hundred years old, he will not become a martial arts master."

His Royal Highness looked up at the bright and low starry sky and said seriously: "Can you kill six second-grade masters, two King Kong and one Xuan?"

Xu Fengnian looked down at the simple Chunlei Sword and said, "This is easier than snatching all the top ten beauties in the world as vases."

His Highness fell backwards, lay on the ground, grimaced at the starry sky, closed his eyes and murmured, "Is it good in the sky?"
Chapter completed!