Fu Canglu

Chapter 637 Tiger of the South ([-])

The wind is bitter.

There is moist sea vapor in the ear, driven by the strong wind, even if the Sun Moon Buddhist Altar is suspended above the sea area, and the mountain top is surrounded by clouds, you can still see water droplets floating not far away and pulsating back and forth.

Because the tip of the sword was inserted into the bottom of the sea, the entire sea area where Mount Putuo is located is like a large bowl that swirls away, with countless water vapors pulsating around Mount Putuo.

The sea breeze rises from the sea level and blows past, passing by the rolling mountains along the way, the grass and trees are rustling, and the perched birds cast their eyes on the top of the mountain, feeling a little puzzled.

There was a "snap".

It was like a heavy piece of iron falling down.

On the Sun Moon Buddhist Altar, the black-robed woman who had stood for a long time stretched out her arms, closed her eyes, and listened to the whistling wind in her ears, her toes didn't exert any force, like a cloud of wind fluff, when it fell, The sound of the black robe ripping through the air was more like iron sheets stacked on top of each other
The sound of the violent beating of the heart seemed insignificant amid the loud explosions that broke through the gust of wind and the sound barrier.

Yi Xiaoan suddenly opened his eyes.

With a loud "plop", the black robe smashed into the sea, like a sharp arrowhead cutting into the sea!

On the top of Putuo Mountain, Yuan Tiangang, who was dressed in plain white and fluttering with the wind, also opened his eyes, looked down, and then swept his gaze towards the mountain that was so long.

With the help of huge acceleration, Yi Xiaoan folded his palms together and raised them above his head. His whole body was downward, like an awl, more like a real sharp sword. The heavy sea water was cut open by the pressure of the fingertips
The entire deep sea avoided silently and in fear.

Just shoot it out!

The tip of the sword moved until it met the first trace of resistance, and then the speed became slower and slower. Until later, the huge buoyancy dragged the girl's body, turning the head-down posture into a balanced posture.

In the end, all the water vapor around him began to float upwards uncontrollably, trying to drag the black robe away from here.

Having drilled hundreds of feet into the bottom of the sea, Yi Xiaoan's body is no longer in the previous posture of shooting down parallel to the mountain.

When she lost the vigor to rush down from the top of the mountain, she turned her head, narrowed her eyes, and looked at the underwater world behind her.

The entire deep sea was extremely dark.

The sea area under Mount Putuo is lower than the sea level, making the entire fairy mountain look like it is floating in the air, but it is actually just a blindfold.

The entire Mount Putuo, a really majestic and thick mountain, is hidden at the bottom of the sea. Only when it sinks into the sea can you see the true face of Putuo.

Yi Xiaoan calmly looked at the rock behind her. She stretched out her five fingers vigorously and grabbed a stone. This stone was soaked in the sea water. They were all wiped away silently in the damp, and the sea water was filled with wisps of sword energy, and there was not a single creature in the entire deep sea.

lifeless.

A barren land.

Yi Xiaoan crushed the stone in her palm silently, watching the stone chips being carried away by the current. She raised her head, and there was no light in the deep sea, which was much darker than the night on the ground.

She smiled silently, and the scene in her mind couldn't help emerging.

When you are on the top of Mount Putuo, every plant and tree is shining brightly, but when you come to the bottom of the mountain, what you see is eternal darkness.Sure enough, compared with the real face revealed under the seabed, what the world sees on the sea surface is just the tip of the iceberg.

She held her breath, the air flow between her mouth and nose overflowed, turned into gudong bubbles and swept upwards.

Looking down, the resistance is getting bigger and bigger.

Yi Xiaoan turned around and pressed one hand on the sea rock. The temperature between the palm and the rock touched, and there was a hoarse boiling sound, and pieces of water mist rose, and hot white steam spread between the two contact surfaces. In the next moment, the burning black robe wrapped in vitality turned into a sharp arrow again with the power of touch

No, this time it's more like a heavy hammer!
The second dive borrowed all the strength, which was different from the strength of the previous free fall. The heavy pressure on the bottom of the sea was crushed by the scorching vitality. of the whole world.

The broken sound beside the ear was not pleasant, but so heavy that the eardrum was almost ruptured.

I don't know how long it took to dive. When Yi Xiaoan's feet landed on the ground, the whole world trembled.

The girl's eyebrows were raised, her phoenix eyes were full of anger, her cheeks were flushed, and the blood vessels in her skin were faintly visible. Even her physique, which is unparalleled in the world, could not resist the weight of the whole world, and her bones burst out with an overwhelmed click. sound.

Yi Xiaoan had veins popping up on her forehead, and she struggled to stand firm. The black robe made of unknown material maintained a bulging posture in the middle of the seabed, and the slender hands protruding from the big round sleeves grabbed it forward. .

In front of Yi Xiaoan was a dark and ancient piece of iron, inserted in the deepest part of the seabed.

Numerous currents revolve around it.

And if you look up at this moment, you can see that the entire top of your head is pitch black, and the shadow is shrouded in the upper part of this piece of iron.

The iron piece is the tip of Lu Chen's sword.

Above that "Luchen", that is the whole Mount Putuo.

Hold the iron piece tightly.

Then push.

The body of the overlord, the ability to bar the nine tripods, suppress the world.

Can you pull out the tip of this sword?

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

Ning Fengxiu sat in the military tent, watching the flickering lights in front of him, the two men knelt down, and the wind in the tent shook for a while, almost flickering.

"This matter, you can't. I'll wait, I'd rather die than refuse!"

Ning Fengxiu lightly lifted the brush, and the thick and even ink fell on the paper.

Ning Fengxiu didn't have an easy time during the days when he was ordered to refuse and resist Jiang Qingyi.

The Xiguan army is a very difficult enemy. No one thought that one day the Northern Wei Dynasty would have to resist the iron sword of Xiguan before facing the terrifying Jiangnan iron cavalry.

Tianlang City is the city of the Four Kings of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and Ning Fengxiu is the great vassal king of the Northern Wei Dynasty who is comparable to Li Qing. Naturally, there are enough elite soldiers under his command.

Two robes of Sirius.

Meng Qi and Zhang Wenyuan were both wearing cool armor at this moment. Meng Qi rushed back from the front line and had no time to rest. The blood on the armor had just dried up, his cheeks were ferocious, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The western defense line needs you, go to Qi Jiang's negotiations. How could His Majesty let you go to such a grand banquet in person?"

Ning Fengxiu responded silently, paused slightly, then stood up, the white armor on his body reflected the firelight, his handsome face smiled calmly: "Meng Qi. The road of the Northern Wei Dynasty is not easy to walk."

The man kneeling on the ground with blood stains on his face raised his head somewhat bewilderedly, watching the prince hold the white-scaled helmet with both hands and gently remove it. The responsibility of anyone in the palace, of course, is also my responsibility here. Xiguan is reversed, Jiangnan is about to fight, what else can we do?"

Ning Fengxiu stroked the delicate scales on the helmet with his fingers, and his eyes fell on Meng Qi's face: "How many people have you killed since the Battle of Juxi?"

The lights flickered.

Without the slightest hesitation, the man stared closely at his lord, grinning and said: "The last general took the heads with his own hands, and there were 210 four of them. He led [-] wolf riders and killed more than [-]."

Ning Fengxiu smiled softly: "Meng Qi from Xiliang really lives up to my reputation as a Sirius Black Robe."

The man smiled even more.

He originally came from Xiguan, that desolate land, with a ferocious nature, he fought in the Eight Great Powers War, followed Ning Fengxiu in life and death, and was known as the "black robe" among the two robes of Sirius.

It's just that the smile on Meng Qi's face just surfaced, Ning Fengxiu suddenly said: "There are [-] white robes in Xiguan, and there are only [-] elite wolf cavalry in Sirius City. You are so capable of fighting, surprise attack, and side attack. Is it impossible to challenge the Sixteen Character Battalion head-on?"

Meng Qi's smile froze.

He was in charge of attacking and killing the Sixteenth Battalion once. With [-] against everything, the wolf cavalry of Sirius is absolutely elite.

He had long heard that Xiguan's sixteen-character battalion was the best in the world.

But in a small conflict of the same scale, Meng Qi never believed that anyone could resist the wolf cavalry.

But the tragic scene of that battle is still vivid in my mind.

The wolf cavalry won a tragic victory, their vitality was seriously injured, and the Shiliuzi Battalion lost [-] and began to retreat. At this time, the casualties of the wolf cavalry were nearly half.

"Xiguan stands on its own, and Jiang Qingyi is located on Misty Slope. After these few battles, I have nothing to say except that I am ashamed."

Ning Fengxiu, who took off the white crown, said calmly: "In terms of strategy, I am not as good as him, and in terms of background, Sirius is not as good as Xiguan."

"There are tens of thousands in the Sixteen Character Battalion. How can we resist the west in this battle?"

Ning Fengxiu smiled: "Meng Qi doesn't need to blame himself, it's just that I can play too little role. On the frontal battlefield, Luoyang has always been fighting against Jiang Qingyi. Everyone fights and hurts each other to the bone."

Meng Qi could only remain silent.

Zhang Wenyuan knew the reason for all this.

It's not that the background of Nancheng where Sirius is located is too shallow.

It was the one in the Luoyang Palace who never allowed any forces that threatened him to appear. Xiguan has been able to grow so far. On the one hand, he was born in the foreign aggression of the monster clan and had to expand the recruitment of soldiers; on the other hand, it was His Majesty's own excessive hold big.

Zhang Wenyuan knelt on the ground in a white robe. He came from Luoyang to follow Ning Fengxiu. He knew the intrigues and tricks in the palace. The moment he left Jiang Qingyi to the west, he was regarded as the successor of Xiguan arranged by Luoyang. Who They never thought that this chess piece that stabilized the army's morale has become a deadly sword today.

After a little thought, there was a rustling sound in the military tent.

Standing up, Ning Fengxiu had already removed the heavy white armor, and picked up the big gun hanging on the wall. He was dressed lightly, more like a warrior.

Zhang Wenyuan raised his head and asked seriously: "What does the prince want?"

Ning Fengxiu gripped the big gun, chuckled lightly, and shook the gun body, the sound of crackling and crackling was transmitted continuously, and finally exploded at the tip of the gun, and the red tassel was thrown flying.

The lights went out.

Someone pushed open the tent door, his body was as light as a feather, and he stepped onto the white horse.

"Pray for peace for the Northern Wei Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)