Zhao Ning, who was beaten back to his original form, stood on Chunshen Lake with a dull expression. He was truly insane. He wore a robe and flew around him wildly, as if a glutton was talking about a plate of delicious food. Xu Fengnian ignored the young Taoist who mobilized the troops to invite the first generation of Tianshi. He stepped on the Kuizhu and carried the stone tablet without words to paddled towards the Chunshen Lake Naval Master. Emperor Zhenwu's hundred-foot golden body turned around and faced the Qingzhou Naval Master.

Only a few miles apart, Xu Fengnian raised his foot, and Emperor Zhenwu was following like a shadow, and raised his golden feet, and he had to step down. The navy warship wrapped around the south bank of Chunshen Lake in an arc. The ship where King Zhao Xun of Jing'an was located was at the forefront of the Huanglong Tower, and was about to be pressed by a hundred-foot golden body. When the disaster was approaching, most navy soldiers were already crawling on the ground, waiting for death. The entourage of the royal palace, who was close to protecting the vassal king, had to be much more decisive and did not care about it.

The liver and gallbladder were about to break up, and they all jumped up, trying to block the immortal's step for the young vassal king. For a moment, more than 20 people showed their weapons and rushed towards the Emperor Zhenwu, but they were all crushed back to the ship by the power of a staircase. Zhao Xun looked pale, holding the cold and slender hands of the woman beside him, and looked at the sky in a daze. Just when Zhao Xun thought he would die, he swept across the plain Taoist robe, and stepped on the flags of the battleships of the tower ships and warships, and crashed high into the soles of the Emperor Zhenwu's feet, carrying the mountain on his shoulders, and made the step appear a little stagnant. Xu Fengnian hesitated for a moment, but still stepped slowly. Emperor Zhenwu continued to step on it. The young Taoist shoulders were covered with blood and flesh, and gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness, you must not rely on the power of heaven to kill the world. The law of heaven is clear. Even if the Xuanwu Dharma body is driven for a moment, the Heavenly Court and the True Body and you will..."

Xu Fengnian continued to step down without expression. The young Taoist was forced to fall into the Huanglong Tower ship. The entire warship began to sink into the lake. Only the Jing'an King Zhao Xun was still above the lake. After the Taoist priest gasped, he knelt on one knee, holding on to the golden body and feet of Emperor Zhenwu, and told Xu Fengnian intermittently with secret words: "There is a Huaibei wanderer He Zhu who is desperate to deliver the token to His Highness as promised. Don't delay. At this time, he had already rode his horse to the outside of Kuaishui Mountain Villa, and his life was hanging on a thread. The jade axe only knew that it was related to a girl surnamed Jia..."

Xu Fengnian frowned and took his kick back. Emperor Zhenwu finally couldn't maintain his 100-foot golden body and slowly dissipated. The stele without words on the back of the big turtle was cracked inch by inch. Xu Fengnian looked back with a complicated expression. This competition seemed to be the martial arts of Zhao Ningshen and Xu Fengnian, two younger generations of the world. One invited the ancestor to open a mountain in Longhu Mountain, and the other invited the emperor Zhenwu. Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain can be said to have all the strength of the mountain. Which one is higher or lower? Even the blind man knows. Originally, Zhao Ningshen's Taoist practice and Longhu Mountain

The foundation is that the first ancestors could "free and easy" three incense sticks in the world, and the Zhenwu Emperor invited by Xu Fengnian was only half a stick of incense. The key is that after passing this village, the store would be gone. However, Xu Fengnian did not regret it. He wrote down the ancient seal on the stele and copied a copy for his master Li Yishan. The latter took advantage of Xu Fengnian's trip to Beimang and studied the philology in a closed door and devoted himself to the philology for a whole year, and finally solved most of it. While setting up the Zhoutian ceremony on the 81 peaks of Wudang Mountain, Li Yishan left one of the tips for the future invitation of Longhu Mountain.

Xu Fengnian's original intention was to one day lure the heavenly being Zhao Huangchao to fight on Chunshen Lake, so as to kill the heavenly beings and dragons together. Zhao Ning was just a coincidence, which made Xu Fengnian have to leak the secrets of heaven and the backpacker early. However, Xu Fengnian was not very regretful about this. The two Zhao families of Longhu Mountain and the Emperor of the Capital have long been integrated, sharing energy and sharing honor and disgrace. This time, they will be regarded as beating dogs for the owner. Xu Fengnian glanced at the young Wudang master who knelt on the ground and sent the Jinwu Emperor to dissipate a hundred-foot golden body. He treated this young

The Taoist priest had no disgust and stopped himself from stepping on the Chunshen Lake. In the long run, he was kind-hearted. He took a deep breath. Xu Fengnian covered his forehead with one hand. After the severe pain, he was in a daze for a moment, his mind was as blank as paper, and he seemed to have forgotten something extremely important, but he just couldn't remember it. Xu Fengnian shook his head, Li Yufu staggered up, his lips moved slightly, and a secret message came: "That He Zhu was seriously injured, and the sword energy in his body was already in shade. Just rely on the help of the small road to hold him in one breath, and his life will be long. Your Highness quickly went out of the village to see him..."

Xu Fengnian rushed back to the villa, stood on the roof of the yard and looked down. He saw a horse taking advantage of the turmoil of the villa, whipping through the gate. The young ranger seemed to be neighing and trying his best to say something. However, at this time, the Kuaishui Villa was shocked by the hundred-foot golden body that was coming and going, and he had no time to take care of such an rude nameless man. The ranger who was galloping on the horse was like a headless fly, with blood on his chest, pale and shaking.

As he fell, his eyes turned black, he was about to fall off the horse's back. In his blurry vision, the ranger saw a figure sweeping from the wall and supporting him from the horse's back. He sat on the ground against the wall, and blood kept oozing out of his fingers covering his mouth. The white-headed young man in front of him knocked his fingers and tapped several acupoints, stopping the vicious sword energy that was rushing around in his body and stirring up his heart and lungs. The young man asked in a deep voice: "I am Xu Fengnian, what do you have to deliver to me?"

The ugly golfer, who was born with a green face, took out a hairpin from his arms and handed it to Xu Fengnian. He said hoarsely: "In Xia Hezhu, he met a young devil who killed people in the street and was seriously injured. He was rescued by a girl Jia. She asked me to send this hairpin to Beiliang, saying that he did not owe him to Mr. Xu..."

Due to the return of his life before his death, He Zhu, who had recovered his spirit, squeezed out an extremely ugly smile and said slowly: "He Zhu was injured by someone's sword energy. He rushed to Beiliang. He heard that a scholar from Shangyin Academy rushed to Beiliang, so he wanted to go along the way. He blamed himself for his poor ability and fainted halfway through. Fortunately, he was rescued by Wudang Master Li Zhenren, and only then did he realize that Mr. Xu was in Kuaishui Villa. If he had known that the young master was His Highness the Prince of Beiliang, He Zhu would not agree to this at that time. After all, the He family in Huaibei was killed by General Xu in the past. But since he agreed to Miss Jia, the man promised a fortune, he had to do it for..."

Xu Fengnian held the blood-stained hairpin tightly and asked softly: "What's wrong with Miss Jia?"

The ugly golfer who looked disgusting at first glance said worriedly: "I only know that Miss Jia and three skilled demons have strangled each other for a long time. One of them has a stunning sword energy. He killed people along the way, claiming to be a liu, and the other two have Beimang accents. Li Zhenren of Wudang revealed that the secrets of heaven are mostly first-class masters from Beimang. When Miss Jia handed me the Chaizi, Qinghu City, more than 200 miles away, was in an alley called Meizi Lane in the south of the city. He was seriously injured. I hope Mr. Xu will go to rescue quickly..."

Xu Fengnian nodded, held his hand, and slowly injected his true energy to prosper his life, "I understand."

He Zhu shook his head and said, "Young Master Xu doesn't have to worry about my life and death."

Li Yu's axe floated over, Xu Fengnian stood up and bowed deeply to He Zhu.

Li Yufu said softly: "Your Highness, don't worry, you can go north. Yufu will send you the last journey here to He brothers."

Xu Fengnian pressed down with his hands gently, and the ground shook. He saw his body rising from the ground like a long rainbow running through the sky, crossing straight across Kuaishui Villa.

Li Yufu squatted in front of He Zhu, holding the blue face with both hands and turning pale again. The inferior horse that had been dependent on his master for many years stepped on the horse's hooves. He Zhu came to He Zhu, lowered his head, touched He Zhu, and then knelt on the ground, leaned against the corner of the wall to protect the master from the wind and cold.

He Zhu asked with a smile: "Minren Li, do you have any wine?"

Li Yufu, who was covered in blood on his shoulders, was in a dilemma. He Zhu shook his head and smiled, "Forget it, there is no money for wine on his body. It is said that he is so poor that he jingle, but there is no sound in He Zhu's bag. He Zhu has only been an inequality small town wine tax collector, and he can't observe his words and expressions. He has been confused for a few years. After earning money, he is only enough to take away this bad horse that the military camp doesn't want. He originally wanted to walk around the world and see... It would be great if he could buy wine with poetry... The young man is chivalrous and has a friendship with Wuduxiong. His liver and gallbladder holes and his hair is studded. In the conversation, life and death are the same, and one promise is the same, and one promise is the same, and one promise is the same.

The young ranger's murmur gradually faded, and Li Yufu was reluctant to let go for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but the bad horse was sobbing in my ears. Li Yufu stood up, carried He Zhu onto the horse's back, and slowly walked out of Kuaishui Villa.
Chapter completed!