The lane is full of wind and snow.


    After walking on the sword Gang, he took a sword and opened the door keeper''s abdomen. After a deep bone wound appeared, although the porter forced the sword spirit out of the wound with a powerful Qi machine to prevent the sword Qi from interfering with the meridians, no matter how you look at it, a Confucian monk in Taiqing state just like this, which is absolutely enough to say To make people feel horrified.


    For many years, the monk has never felt the strength of the mountain and river.


    The porter did not hesitate to go out, not willing to approach Li Fuyao.


    How sharp Li Fuyao''s sword spirit is, this sword is a clear proof.


    Holding the green silk, he was in the lane full of wind and snow. Looking up at the house of taizai not far away in front of him, Li Fuyao did not have the hand to hold the sword, but pinched the corner of his clothes.


    A moment later, a sword light suddenly rises!


    The wind and snow in the whole lane, I don''t know why, suddenly stopped, and then rolled up a lot in front of the gatehouse. After only a moment, the wind and snow all over the sky turned into a snow-white giant python several tens of feet long. The giant python opened its mouth, and it was not smelly like other snakes, but full of cold air. Li Fuyao looked up at the snow-white python. Through the wind and snow, he could Seeing the concierge behind the boa constrictor, he kept his hands printing, so as to drive the python.


    It is not difficult to understand the number of skills of the monks of the three religions. Originally, the three religions have been inherited. In addition, over the past few years, countless outstanding people have explored and explored, and created several techniques. It is just like the bright moon and the long river of the chenxieshan Temple master, which does not belong to any sages Even though he could see the snow-white python, Li Fuyao didn''t think much about it. He just grasped the green silk in his hand.


    It''s enough for a swordsman to have a sword in his hand.


    After opening its mouth, the snow-white Python spits out a lot of ice cones, and each one is aimed at Li Fuyao.


    Li Fuyao frowned and raised his sword to resist it. He was thinking about how to get over the snow-white python, and put the green silk on his hand around the porter''s neck.


    In Luoyang City, it is not easy to kill people under the noses of those great men. What''s more, he is going to kill a monk of the Imperial Academy, a monk of the Taiqing state who can be taken seriously by Luoyang City. Now, as long as there is no hindrance from the Ministry of punishment in front of him, it is not a bad thing, let alone expect someone behind him.


    Li Fuyao takes a deep breath. Before the snow-white Python spits out the ice cone, he lifts his breath and swipes forward. His toes lightly touch the ground, and then he sweeps into the air. He cuts out the huge Python head with a sword.


    The sword Qi fell on the Python''s head in an instant, and the snow-white scales were flying. Li Fu shook the sword and stabbed it into the Python''s head, but it could not go deep. Soon, it was ejected by a powerful Qi machine. The green silk in his hand almost got rid of. Li Fuyao''s right arm, which held the sword, swelled violently, and clenched his teeth to wave the green silk which had been bounced back.


    At the moment, Li Fuyao''s sword is pure and full of sword spirit.


    One foot in front of the swordsman is a Jedi. Now Li Fuyao doesn''t stand in front of the porter, but there is always a python.


    Therefore, after the second sword was wielded, the Python''s head was stabbed by Li Fu''s sword, which was about half the length of the sword. The Python''s head twisted wildly, and its mouth opened. It looked terrible!


    Li Fuyao jumped onto the head of the snow-white python, drew out the green silk, and without hesitation, cut the snake''s head with a sword.


    This time, a sword cut off the Python''s head.


    The snow-white Python then dissipated and turned into snow.


    Li Fuyao didn''t stop at all. He took advantage of the wind and snow to block his sight, and swept straight to the gatekeeper in the distance.


    There is a lot of sword Qi passing away in the lingfu. If you don''t kill this monk in Taiqing as soon as possible, I''m afraid that he will die in this place later.


    From the beginning to the end, Li Fuyao did not have the confidence that he would definitely let the monk of Taiqing die under his sword.


    If the two people''s realm is calculated by the three religions, there will be two differences.


    In the past, one sword made great achievements, but he bullied the porter and despised the enemy. He had never seen a swordsman make a sword.


    When Li Fu swept away with a sword, the porter didn''t hide or dodge. He just stood in the wind and snow, one hand holding the sleeve of the other. The monk in the Taiqing state, like a farmer who was going to work in the field, was making final preparations.


    Li Fuyao''s heart suddenly became tense. His feeling was like that when he was practicing sword with his martial uncle Xie Lu at the foot of Jianshan mountain, Xie Lu made a sword. He didn''t see it, but he really wanted to go to his vital place.


    Li Fuyao suddenly turned his head. He did not know when a small snow-white snake appeared on his side. He was about to bite his thigh with his green silk in his hand and cut off the snake''s head. Li Fuyao was staring at the porter in the distance with cold eyes.


    The porter, who had already rolled up his sleeves, did not take advantage of the fact that Li Fuyao had consumed too much sword energy and killed people. Instead, he looked at Li Fuyao, squinted and said with a smile: "it''s very difficult to get out of the wind and snow. I really don''t want to kill you such a young talent."


    Li Fuyao said nothing. He just held the sword in his hand and stepped out with one step.The porter, who has already pulled up his sleeves, smiles and reaches out with a dazzling white light.


    Then suddenly, a powerful Qi machine came into being. In half a moment, it was like an invisible wall of air that was lying before Li Fuyao. Li Fuyao''s sword was handed out, but he did not continue to inch in. It was suspended in the air. It seemed that someone had firmly grasped him and could not pull it back. Li Fuyao''s face changed slightly.


    After the snow-white python, this is Li Fuyao''s way to see the porter again.


    The monks in Taiqing are worthy of their reputation.


    Li Fuyao looked at the porter in front of him, and the sword Qi in the lingfu suddenly poured out from the meridians. It was like a river flowing into the sea, running for thousands of miles, all converging on the body of the sword.


    At the same time, it seems that there is a tearing sound between heaven and earth. The porter''s face changes dramatically. The Qi in the sleeves is filled in it. There is a Guqin technique behind.


    Up to now, the porter has finally brought out his own magic weapon.


    Li Fuyao didn''t go to see the guqin, but after tearing the air wall, Li Fuyao pointed his sword into the air and pointed to the porter''s heart.


    The battle in the alley has only reached a wonderful place now.


    On a tall building in the distance, the middle-aged man who had come out of Taifu''s residence and another young man with a knife on his waist stood in a place with enough vision to watch the battle in the alley.


    Before that, when the snow-white Python took shape, the young man with the sword put his hand on the handle once. This time, when Li Fuyao''s sword was hanging in the air, he touched the handle again.


    Looking at the scene, the middle-aged man sighed: "Cheng Yusheng, do you know why the sword on your waist is called Luoshui?"


    Cheng Yusheng''s face was flat. "The moat outside Luoyang city is called Luoshui. Since this sword is called Luoshui, it''s just that Cheng Yusheng should learn from Luoshui to protect Luoyang City. However, he said that night, he was half a savior of my life. I''m sorry that I didn''t do it."


    The middle-aged man laughed, "Cheng Yusheng, you said that, even I feel strange. It''s you who have to get involved. You planted Ye Sheng song to save Tao. He is also. How can you say that he has become your half lifesaver?"


    Cheng Yusheng lowered his head and didn''t know what he was thinking.


    The middle-aged man pointed to the alley and said with some emotion: "this is the Bureau set by the Academy. What can you, a monk in the green silk realm, do? It''s not nice to say. If you are in the war situation now, you may die earlier than him. In Luoyang City, he is nothing but Mr. changgu in the star picking tower and ye Shengge of daozhong. If neither of them can come today, he will be a few It''s half a dead man. It''s just that although this bureau was set up by the Academy, it''s still the young man who willingly goes in. He wants to kill people, but he doesn''t know that person also wants to kill him. In fact, it''s not you or Taifu who want to save him in Luoyang, but the emperor. "


    Cheng Yusheng pressed the handle of the knife with his hand and asked in doubt: "since your majesty wants to save him, why can''t I do it?"


    The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Your Majesty has only a few cards in his hand. Wang Yanqing counts half, Mr. changgu counts one, Taifu counts one, and there are two senior ministers of the criminal department. As for you, you don''t even have the qualification to be the bottom card. If you act rashly, you can do nothing but break the delicate situation."


    "In the end, you are still too weak."


    The middle-aged man looked at the alley, a little careless.


    Cheng Yusheng releases the handle of the knife and looks lonely.


    The middle-aged man patted afraid of his shoulder, "your time, not now, boil it, more years, Luoyang city depends on you."


    Cheng Yusheng suddenly laughed, "I don''t think he will die."


    "Why?" the middle-aged man asked in dismay


    Cheng Yusheng laughed, "a young man who likes a girl in his heart, if he doesn''t see that girl, how could he die so casually?"


    The middle-aged man who has read too many books of sages said in dismay: "what a ghost reason."


    Cheng Yusheng doesn''t talk much nonsense anymore. He just looks at the alley and thinks that when Miss Ye appears in the alley, he will pull out his sword and scabbard, what Luoshui and what guards Luoyang City. Compared with Miss ye, it''s not worth mentioning!


    At this moment, in the lane now, the Guqin has been played.


    There is a Soul-catching sound, such as nine days Fengming.


    Li Fuyao was agitated.


    His eyes were red and he looked at the Guqin.


    In the face of the endless skills of the monks of the three religions, the swordsman broke them with one sword. Only one sword and one sword were enough.


    Li Fuyao, regardless of the sound of the instrument that was enough to kill people, still moved forward. Only in this moment, he suddenly thought of a few words.


    He died in a strange land.


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