Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 256 [Uncle Helps Hundred Million Times]

The sound fell, and the spirit energy of the two swords shot into the air and flew away again.

For the last time, move three fingers together.

"Spring water, morning dew, peach blossom."

In the small sword box, it happened to be half empty.

Even Princess Jing'an, at this moment, was also aroused with curiosity and fear by this legendary man who was as thick as ink.

Following his gestures, Shu Shu, Yang Qing, Fenglong Yuxuan and the others all looked at the flying sword in the air.

Only the drinking child and Qingniao, the two of them kept staring at the inconspicuous little yellow sword box.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked far away, but they had no way of knowing that the man's sword came out of the box with the flick of his fingers, but in just a split second, the six small swords were all two feet above the box and slowly fell down.

After Deng Tai'a covered the pineapple wooden box, everyone realized it later.

Turning his head and looking, as expected, the six martial slaves, who should have been dead at this moment, were pierced through the heads by the flying sword, and six pillars of blood spurted out. Six corpses hit the city wall, and finally fell limp to the ground slowly.

However, the prediction, after all, is the prediction, and the gap between the reality and the reality is more than one hundred and eight thousand miles.

Who would have thought that Deng Tai'a, the third in the world, the god of peach blossom swords, would fail when he killed someone with a flying sword for the first time.

I saw the white-clothed boy turning around slowly, looking at him coming, without joy or sorrow, he said slowly:

"I don't need to bother uncle about the matter here, the boy can handle it by himself, the kindness...let's keep it!"

With a flick of his sleeves, he repelled the six flying swords of Peach Blossom Sword God. Is this His Royal Highness really as unfathomable as the rumors?

Long Yuxuan was horrified!
The young boy who was drinking too much also stopped his movements, and fear flashed in his eyes.

Hiding his identity, he boarded the boat to confirm the state of the boy in white, but he found nothing.

Moreover, five fingers were severed by him.

This person's realm is very strange, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eighth grade, all of them.

After getting along for many days, this rejuvenated old celestial master has never been able to determine the strength of His Royal Highness.

In today's world, there are many discussions about the strength of this Xu Yizhi.

In the battle of Luweidang, more than [-] enemies were wiped out with one finger. Ninety-nine out of ten people in the world do not believe this.

Even land gods have absolutely no such strength.

Three to five thousand is still possible.

Twenty thousand?

Pure nonsense!

But Ancestor Zhao has always been careful in his actions, and this is probably the biggest reason why he can live forever.

In order to be safe, he did not hesitate to surrender his identity and hide his strength to get on board.

He didn't care much about the five severed fingers.

As long as you enter the gate of heaven and the world of immortality, even a broken arm can be reborn.

It's not a problem to cut off a finger.

After more than half a decade, there was no gain. Finally, just now, the moment the white-clothed boy made a move, he finally saw some clues.

However, he still couldn't confirm whether it was just a short-term method or his own strength.

In short, His Royal Highness has too many secrets.

However, Patriarch Zhao didn't care about these secrets.

His only wish is to reopen the gate of heaven, enter the fairyland, and obtain eternal life.

Although he seems to be rejuvenated, he only knows that his original source is almost exhausted, and his face is so radiant, but it's just returning to the gate.

Today, if the gate of heaven cannot be reopened, he will not have much time to live.

The word "uncle" startled the middle-aged man holding the peach blossom slightly.

Uncle helped once, in fact, "uncle helped a million times".

All these years, he has been secretly guarding this distant nephew.

Now it seems that it is superfluous.

Precisely because of years of secret protection, I know that this nephew has too many secrets.

It's just that he never thought that his martial arts were so unfathomable.

He was not there during the Battle of Reeds.

However, later, he also heard about it.

However, at that time, he also laughed it off and didn't take it to heart.

Now it seems that the rumors in the rivers and lakes are very likely to be true.

If he just sensed it and there is no mistake, then...

This nephew's realm seems to be higher than him!
But how is this possible!

It seems that this kindness is not enough.

Therefore, he had no choice but to put his sword back into its sheath, continue drinking, and really stopped interfering.

Today, he finally confirmed, who was the one who opened the gate of heaven with his sword and beheaded the immortals in the sky that day!

This result is really different and shocking.

Holding the wine in his hand, he raised the bowl to the white-clothed nephew not far away, motioned slightly, and then drank it on his own.

With a snap of his fingers, flying swords killed people, Deng Tai'a finally got up, the yellow box contained twelve flying swords, each of which was priceless, but he threw them at the young man in white, saying:

"What Deng Tai'a has learned in this life, the flying sword killing technique, is all in this box. Today, I will give it all to Your Highness."

Without waiting for his nephew to refuse, Deng Tai'a turned around, smiled at the childish boy who shook his head slightly, and said:

"Junior Deng Tai'a, congratulations to the old god Zhao for returning to his original nature and becoming a land god, so that he is at ease in the world."

The childish boy frowned and sighed:

"You just pat your ass and leave?
Although your nephew is weird and has too many secrets, if Li Chungang loses, how will he get out of Emperor Wu City?
What's the point of giving away the twelve flying swords or not? "

Although he couldn't see through the strangeness of His Royal Highness, Zhao Patriarch didn't think that this young man in white could fight Wang Xianzhi.

This conversation with Peach Blossom Sword God is another kind of temptation.

Deng Tai'a just smiled, picked up the peach blossom branch, led the donkey, and said with a smile:

"Old Immortal, whether he can leave the city or not has nothing to do with Tai Ah Deng."

The childish boy rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Nowadays, poor Taoists really don't understand this world."

At this moment, on the side, the flower picker Long Yuxuan's eyeballs had already fallen to the ground.

Holding a peach blossom branch, Deng Tai'a led the donkey, called Jiantong, and left in a hurry.

Jiantong was puzzled, and asked: "Master, such an epic battle is rare in a hundred years, why don't you watch it? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The middle-aged man glared at Jiantong and whispered:
"See, that young man in white is the one I told you about earlier.

If you don't hurry up now, if he challenges me later, what should I do? "

After all, he led the donkey and left in a hurry.

Jiantong turned his head and looked at the carriage where Murong Tonghuang was in, thinking about it, and finally left.

Xu Qianqiu waved his sleeves again, and the six martial slaves were all thrown into the air, smashed on the city wall, and fell into a severe coma, unable to wake up for a while.

With a swipe of his sleeves, he eliminated the six martial slaves. With this level of strength, the lowest level is Xuan, Zhao Patriarch thought so.

I hope it just means Xuan...

If not, today may be a little troublesome.

With no obstacles, His Royal Highness Shizi climbed to the top of the city smoothly.

The blue bird moved the tables and chairs, Xu Qianqiu sat down slowly, looked towards the East China Sea, and watched the battle.

On the surface of the sea, there is chaos and overturning. Could it be that "all the water in the East China Sea will stand"?
The waves became more and more violent, and the sword curtain drooped like a black cloud pressing down on the city.

On this day, in the century-old Jianghu, two generations of sword gods all fought in Wudi City.

On this day, the entire Jianghu is destined to be extraordinary, and it will be recorded in the annals of history.

Apart from the battle in Wudi City, the young headmaster of Wudang Mountain finally rode a crane down the mountain and went to Beiliang.

Riding a crane, going down to Beiliang!

(End of this chapter)