Perhaps it was because it had been a long time since Wang Xianzhi heard the younger generation speak such bold and visionary words in front of him. He still remembered the first time Cao Changqing ascended the tower, he said, "I would like to ask senior for a few rounds of romance." Đồng Thái's words were even sharper, "I have a sword to ask you." As for the other characters, most of them were relatively more respectful and restrained. Occasionally there would be a few arrogant and willful youngsters who spoke arrogant words before ascending the tower, but when they finally reached the top of the Martial Emperor City with great difficulty and saw him, they had already lost their edge and sharpness. Wang Xianzhi's contemplation came from afar, but in an instant he looked at Hsu Fengnian, who was right in front of him, and then he looked in the direction of Wudang. He understood in his heart, but he could not tell whether this old man was regretting or mocking him.
Wang Xianzhi did not leave quickly on this trip to Beiliang because he was afraid that Hsu Fengnian would not even be able to transform Gao Shulu's body and spirit into his own. What was the point of killing an ordinary first-level master?
He did not leave slowly because he did not want him to swallow his spirit outside of Beiliang. In Wang Xianzhi's view, swallowing the fate of Jianghu into his stomach was an action that crossed the line.
Wang Xianzhi nodded toward Hsu Fengnian, probably indicating that this young Vassal King could make arrangements for his funeral.
As a hundred-year-old man who had suppressed Jianghu for a whole sixty years, he indeed had this little bit of patience.
Hsu Fengnian picked up Miss Hehe and swept past the boundary marker. He did not need to lift a finger, the hairpin, the marten hat, and the sunflower, these three objects, all moved without the wind, following behind the two of them from a distance. Hsu Fengnian's original intention was to send Jia Jiajia, who was in his arms, away from the battlefield, as far away as possible. This was because he wasn't sure if Wang Xianzhi could use 90% of her strength or 100% of her strength. Furthermore, if Wang Xianzhi went all out, how many innocent bystanders would be implicated? Hsu Fengnian suddenly stopped and saw an unexpected but reasonable old man from afar. As if relieved of a burden, he took the hairpin and other items that floated towards him. When the old man rushed to him, he handed them all to the old man. After that, he did not turn around immediately. Instead, he pressed his five fingers on his chest like hooks and forcibly hooked out a cloud of purple-gold air. He slowly pressed it into the girl's forehead and said softly, "This is the tribulation that Zhao Xuansu wanted to impose on me back then and I let her bear it. This time, it was scattered by Wang Xianzhi and scattered everywhere. I took advantage of the time when Wang Xianzhi was absent-minded to gather some of it. Don't worry, I have tried my best to 'cleanse' it.
It will be able to 'cleanse' it for her. "Huang Longshi's face was gloomy. He was unforgiving and said angrily," What's the use of solving the urgent situation! If you die in the hands of Wang Xianzhi, This Old Man's daughter will also be buried with you. "
Hsu Fengnian lowered his head and looked at the pale and trembling girl. He smiled calmly and said, "If I really lose to Wang Xianzhi, I will definitely leave behind a bit of cultivation before I die to help her extend her life."
Huang Longshi was still unwilling to give up. He asked aggressively, "Tell me first, how long can you extend her life?"
Hsu Fengnian said bitterly, "Ten years, at most ten years. This is already my limit."
Huang Longshi snorted heavily. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with this answer.
Hsu Fengnian turned around. With his back facing Huang Longshi and the unconscious Hehe, he paused for a moment. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say it.
He began to move forward. At first, he didn't do anything shocking. He took one step at a time. At first, his strides were very slow. As he moved from slow to fast, it was filled with a kind of gradual rhythm.
This was the method that Liu Hao used to enter and break the city. It almost worked together with Song Nianqing's Earth Immortal Sword to successfully injure the White Robe Luo Yang.
When Hsu Fengnian moved faster and farther away, Huang Longshi sat down with his daughter in his arms. He reached out his hand to brush away the bangs on her forehead. The old man gradually restrained his anger. He raised his head and looked in that direction. His face seemed to be moved, surprised, and regretful.
Wang Xianzhi originally thought that she would meet Hsu Fengnian later. But since he appeared earlier, Wang Xianzhi wouldn't be so bored as to deliberately avoid a battle.
Wang Xianzhi's hands naturally hung by her sides. But the originally loose linen sleeves were slowly pulled in and stuck to her arms.
Wang Xianzhi didn't occupy any of the Thirteen Ranks of Spring and Autumn. Even the self-proclaimed Second in the World and the recognized First in the World didn't touch the sword or armor. As for the saber, the world praised Gu Jiantang as the First in Saber Technique. Wang Xianzhi didn't have any objections. Outside the Martial Emperor City, however, this didn't mean that Wang Xianzhi, who "smelted the world's martial arts into my furnace", wasn't a master of sword and saber techniques. In fact, Wang Xianzhi deserved to be called a master of any weapon. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to raise such a talented swordsman like the groom. It was just that the older Wang Xianzhi was, the less she touched worldly things.
Wang Xianzhi raised her hands and gently clenched them into fists. For the first time, she smiled.
This time, she could finally fight to her heart's content, right?
Hsu Fengnian had borrowed Liu Hao Master's method to enter the city, but not only that, he had supplemented it with Liu Hao Master's staggering sword.
This made his silhouette look a little absurd, but at the same time, he looked like a drunkard.
I have no sword in my hand, because I am the sword.
On Xu Fengnian's path forward, yellow sand constantly surged up from both sides, colliding with each other with a loud bang, and then quickly covering his footsteps.
Wang Xianzhi also began to stride forward.
Back and forth, you die and I live.
It was that simple.
— — —
Not just in the Wulin, the entire world began to hear a rumor that was becoming more and more intense.
Wang Xianzhi, who had left the city, was going to kill the new Prince Liang, Hsu Fengnian.
The vast majority of people would find this very satisfying.
In any case, many places that prohibited alcohol began to turn a blind eye.
Great Peace City.
Returning from the flourishing Jiangnan to the Imperial Palace, Crown Prince Zhao Zhuan would deliver a new item to Crown Princess Yan Dongwu every day. Today, he had finally finished delivering. Yan Dongwu stood under the parrot cage and watched her husband make a face. She stretched out her hand and saw that her hands were empty. She smiled sweetly.
This Crown Prince then chatted with his beloved wife about some trivial and interesting news. Even when the purple-clothed woman of Mount Hui had closed the door, Zhao Zhuan did not hide his thoughts about her. Yan Dongwu did not hide anything, nor did she purposely get angry. Instead, she gave him a flirtatious glance. The elegant and handsome man laughed loudly and gently held her wrist. A moment later, he let go. He said that he was going out to see Old Monster Wang's first disciple, Yu Groom. This swordsman who had left the Eastern Sea for the first time was only passing by the capital and had to continue north. If he missed this chance, he might not have another chance to see him.
Zhao Zhuan hurriedly left the room, gradually slowing his steps. He plucked a leaf and twirled it between his fingers. Only those who held power in the Imperial Palace and Mink Temple knew that the Crown Prince liked to use leaves to paint. Zhao Zhuan walked between two tall palace walls. He picked up the leaf and used it to block out the blinding sunlight. He smiled and said, "You died so quickly."
South Sea.
After returning from a visit to immortals, the Peach Blossom Sword God, who had overturned the sea with his sword, stood on the edge of a cliff on the lone island where the Guanyin Sect was located. He raised his eyes and gazed toward the north of the continent.
The Sword Eating Elder Sui Xie Gu, who had once exchanged an arm with Li Chungang, stood beside this ordinary-looking sword immortal after his battle with Đồng Thái. He asked curiously, "Among the top aces, you are close to that kid. Why didn't you go and help him?"
Đồng Thái shook his head and said, "Wang Xianzhi did not do anything wrong."
The one-armed old man nodded and said, "A jianghu where a Finger Profound Realm cultivator can be the most powerful person in the world is indeed unsightly."
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