Every increment was a strange "pause" in this person's attack. After the pause, he would attack more rapidly.
Hsu Fengnian squinted his eyes and looked at the battlefield that was getting farther and farther away from him. Even he could no longer see the figure of White Fox's face clearly.
He only saw a ball of white snow rolling in front of Tuoba.
After twelve halts, the golden light on Tuoba's arms began to shake slightly.
After fourteen halts, White Fox's attack was wrapped in the power of wind and thunder formed by heaven and earth. This was no longer as simple as a Celestial Phenomenon master borrowing the general power of heaven and earth.
It already had the implication of a Taoist Immortal opening a cave in his sleeve, or the Buddha performing the Pure Land of Lotus in the abbot's land.
If it was Hsu Fengnian with his current cultivation, he could use a whole breath to create a move similar to the state of spirit. However, it was absolutely impossible for him to do it continuously and still be as one after many breaths.
Between the fifteenth and sixteenth halts, Tuoba tried to stop the opponent's terrifying momentum at the risk of injury. He clenched the Spring Thunder Embroidered Winter double sabers with both hands. However, the two sabers seemed to have the help of God. In Tuoba's hands that could tear the body of any Celestial Phenomenon martial artist apart, the sabers were easily pulled out from the water flow.
This was simply beyond Tuoba's imagination.
However, the truth that really made Tuoba feel uneasy was that perhaps after seventeen or at most eighteen halts, this person would really be able to gain the upper hand.
This person's attack did not have any gorgeous colors, but it was fast. It did not have the majestic momentum of Li Chungang's Green Sleeves Snake, nor did it have the instantaneous power of Gu Jiantang's Thunder of Mind, nor did it have the wanton ocean of Đồng Thái's Immortal Sword.
This man's strikes were like that of a diligent old farmer, day after day, year after year, relying on his old skills, quietly waiting for the predictable harvest.
This was the most terrifying part!
It was not that Tuoba did not have a backup plan, and his intuition told him that the line of victory was around eighteen halts. However, today was not the battle between him and this person. There was a young vassal standing one hundred and fifty feet away who definitely had a backup plan!
Sixteen stops.
Tuoba opened his eyes wide, allowing the long saber to strike his chest like rolling thunder, and the short saber to hang on his shoulder like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water. The stumbling Beimang God of War's feet left the ground for the first time, and for the first time, he had to use the momentum to speed up, just to increase the distance between him and the two sabers.
Seventeen stops!
Just as Tuoba gritted his teeth and prepared to use his trump card, Hsu Fengnian gently pulled out the iron spear from the yellow sand.
Xiu Dong slashed down with her saber, and Tuoba was actually struck to the point that his knees touched the ground, and he slid back over 300 feet in a single breath. In the next instant, Tuoba, who shouldn't have retreated so far, had already vanished.
White Fox stood at the spot where Tuoba's figure had disappeared. She held Spring Thunder in one hand and Embroidered Winter in the other. Her back was facing Hsu Fengnian. She seemed to be motionless and had no desire to pursue Tuoba. Suddenly, she took a step forward and pointed the tip of Embroidered Winter in front of her.
Eighteen stops!
Tuoba, who had left and returned, suddenly appeared a thousand feet away. His eyes wandered, and in the end, he still chose to go north.
Hsu Fengnian carried the iron spear and walked to White Fox's side. He apologized, "Forgive me, I didn't expect that your saber move would be so …"
Hsu Fengnian hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't think of how to describe White Fox's saber move. In the end, he could only use a catchphrase resentfully, "Such a technical skill."
Xu Fengnian looked at the wisp of Qi that was gradually disappearing in the north and lamented, "If I had known earlier, I would have helped you stop Bodhisattva Tuoba even at the risk of incurring irreversible side effects. Perhaps I could have really killed him. In my current bleak situation, I can still give him two or three moves even if I have to sacrifice half of my life. "
White Fox's face slowly put her saber back into the sheath and said coldly, "Six stops to kill Level Two. Nine stops to kill Mysterious Finger. Twelve stops to kill Celestial Phenomenon. Sixteen stops to break through Buddhism's Great Vajra, and the Celestial Being's physique is as white as paper. After eighteen stops, there won't be any Land Immortals in front of me. As long as I succeed in making the first move, no matter if it's Wang Xianzhi or Qi Xuanzhen, I'll be invincible. At the very least, I can exchange my life for theirs. "
Hsu Fengnian walked to White Fox's side and stopped. He said helplessly, "Don't talk about such a domineering thing in such a casual tone, okay?"
White Fox's face was silent.
Hsu Fengnian didn't turn to look at White Fox's face. He said softly, "Quickly wipe the blood off your face. Don't just put on the airs of a master. There are no outsiders here."
White Fox's face lifted her trembling arm and wiped her face.
Only then did Xu Fengnian turn his head and stare at the beautiful face that seemed to be neither familiar nor unfamiliar to him. He smiled and said, "When I fought with Han Shengxuan and Wang Xianzhi, I was beaten to a pulp every time. Last time, I was able to block Qi Jiajie's sword. It wasn't easy for me to pretend to be a master from the beginning to the end.
White Fox's face said coldly, "Li Yishan asked me to save you once before he died. Now we're even."
Hsu Fengnian said, "Yes, we're even."
White Fox's face suddenly frowned and said, "Why are you pretending? Both of your legs are swaying! "
Hsu Fengnian, who was punched in the back by Tuoba's fists with full force, grinned and said, "If I'm not wrong, you can only use seventeen stops now. You're still a little short of your so-called invincible first move. Your posture with your hands behind your back is handsome, but it's not easy. It's a little hard. "
Both of them fell into silence.
In the end, Hsu Fengnian was defeated, "Who's going to carry who? Of course, I want to carry you, but I'm afraid you won't like it. So you have the final say. "
Thus, a funny scene appeared in the yellow sand of the desert.
White Fox's face was wearing a white robe and carrying a young vassal on her back. The young vassal was dragging the iron spear in his hand.
White Fox's face complained, "You're worse than a woman!"
The young vassal who was "living under someone else's roof" said helplessly, "Whatever you say. By the way, White Fox's face, do you still remember the first time we met? "
White Fox's eyes were in a trance, but she deliberately said in a cold tone, "I don't remember."
"I still remember. At that time, I only thought you were a real master in Jianghu. You were so cool and powerful …"
The young vassal who was holding White Fox's neck with one hand and dragging the spear with the other was rambling. His words became more and more muffled, and he fell asleep without anyone noticing.
With her back facing Xu Fengnian, White Fox waited for him to fall into a deep slumber before she muttered to herself, "Actually, I once thought that I would bring you with me to travel the Jianghu after I've taken my revenge. The world is so big, we can go anywhere from Jiangnan to Jiangbei … "
In his sleep, Hsu Fengnian would occasionally call White Fox's face, and the latter would respond softly.
White Fox's face did not tell him that she could use nineteen stops at most today, which was enough for her to perish together with Tuoba. She was not afraid of death, but she was unwilling to die.
The price of being unwilling to die was that she would never be able to recover to the peak of nineteen stops in her life.
White Fox's face thought for a while. Since revenge was a big joke, it did not matter whether she would be number one in the world in the future.
In the end, Xu Fengnian, who was in a coma, softly muttered names one by one in his sleep. His ravings were indecipherable. He vaguely mentioned Sweet Potato and Dunhuang City. Bai Hu 'er only knew that when he mentioned the name of Qidangguo, he was crying uncontrollably. Perhaps he only dared to do it in his dreams.
Bai Hu 'er could not figure out what kind of mental journey he had to go through to turn such a sloppy young man into the current Prince of Northern Liang. He was now an idiot who was confined to a circle.
She also could not understand. Did she like the smooth-talking young man more, or did she like the current guy who did not even dare to let go of the broken spear in his sleep more?
Nangong Pushe, who had always regarded himself as a man from the bottom of his heart, suddenly shouted angrily, "Hsu Fengnian!"
Hsu Fengnian, who had just woken up, suddenly shuddered. Lying on White Fox's back, he said with a face full of fear, "What happened? Did I touch your breasts? Don't chop off my hand, please don't! It must be a misunderstanding! "
White Fox's face took a deep breath and quickly dispelled the thought in her mind. She said hatefully, "Take care of your claws! Go back to sleep! "
"How about I carry you instead?"
"Shut up!"
Hsu Fengnian, who was really exhausted, replied with an "oh" and went back to sleep.
At this time, the two of them did not expect that many years later, the new King Liang, who was also as meritorious as Xu Xiao, would go to Tai 'an City alone. The new Emperor of Liyang did not show up. Therefore, what greeted this official who deserved to be called the most meritorious official in the imperial court was not a warm scene of brothers reuniting after a long separation, nor was it a romantic story of a new emperor and official. Instead, it was a situation where he was surrounded by enemies.
At that time, it was still White Fox's face that appeared by his side in time. This person named Nangong Pushe gave the Liyang imperial court, or more accurately, the real unification of the world, an absurd answer.
"I'm here to pick up my wife."
White Fox's face was probably the only person in the world who could treat Hsu Fengnian as his own woman and like him.
And he did not care whether the world liked him or not.
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