v4 Chapter 319： Sword moon, long river, war barbarian

A long song rushes into the night, the clear sky and blue waves come into my mind.

"Men's Self-improvement", which was done for Dongcang Kaihai, spread all over Dongcang City in an instant.

Lunjiange Mall launched "Men Be Self-improvement" to appear in Biji Aimu, the price, 500 Lunjian points... one sentence!

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"It's too much." Above the Lunjian Teahouse, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

"It was a complete poem before, but now it's sold in sentences?" A warrior drank a pot of "Maotai" wine with a hundred points of swordsmanship, and said with a gloomy face, "This is too watery. "

"Master Marquis is the song of opening the sea, isn't it water!" Another warrior said indignantly, "There are fourteen sentences in total, and it takes seven thousand points to collect all of them."

"That's not necessary." Another middle-aged warrior shook his head, "Just exchange a few of the sentences. Otherwise, after you take the stage, the song will not be finished, and the fight will end. It's better if you win. , If you lose, it will be somewhat embarrassing!"

After hearing this, many people thought about it, if the person fell on the stage and the song was still singing "Let Haitian Gather Energy for Me", then the picture is indeed...

A Confucian student shook his head gently, and said to his companions: "Wufu still has a simpler mind."

"It doesn't have any bonus effect. Why do you want to spend a lot of money on those sounds?"

"Well, buddy, what are you doing?"

The younger Confucian student beside him raised his head: "Senior brother, do you think I bought 'arrogant, arrogant and arrogant,' or this sentence, 'look at the vast and majestic blue sky again'?"

"Junior, didn't you hear what I said just now? This kind of flashy thing..."

"Brother, times have changed. Whether it is real or not is a matter of time, and whether it is gorgeous or not is an eternal question." The young Confucian scholar said righteously.

The Confucian student was stunned for a moment and thought for a while: "The second sentence has something to do with my Confucian school..."

"okay!"

"That...help me place an order too!"

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In the city master's mansion, Yun Siyao and Chen Luo continued the topic that was interrupted by Qin Dangguo yesterday.

"So what Senior Sister means... I'd better raise my blood for the third time to absorb a kind of innate magical power of the soul defense type?" Chen Luo asked.

Yun Siyao nodded: "Your martial arts are focused on the physical body. With the supernatural power seeds of 'rebirth from a drop of blood', supplemented by martial arts such as the diamond hood, the physical defense can already resist most attacks from the master realm."

"But the soul is still a little weaker. Not to mention that the demons and barbarians have the means of the soul, just say that the human race and the Taoist sect are dominated by the soul, but it does not mean that the Confucianism and Buddhism do not have the means of attacking the soul, especially in the future if you want to push Tianmen, you must contact them."

"Pushing the gate of heaven?" Chen Luo frowned slightly. He had always heard that the gate of heaven was going to be pushed. He also saw the huge gate of heaven in the martial arts, so he asked, "Senior sister, how is this pushing the gate of heaven? What? Did I go to the gate of heaven and push it?"

Yun Siyao let out a snort, and glanced at Chen Luo with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Do you think Tianmen is the door to our room? That's actually a restriction of heaven."

"Heavenly limit?"

"Yes. The essence of Tongtian Road is the bridge between the human race and the way of heaven. Did this fourth senior brother tell you?"

Chen Luo nodded.

"To give a simple example, the Dao of Heaven is like a vast ocean, and the three paths of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are like three huge pipes that guide the power of the Dao of Heaven. And the deeper the ocean, the more mysterious the power. It's that tube that can go deep into the depths of the heavens and the ocean."

"Your martial arts are only three thousand miles long, which means that your pipes are only three thousand miles long, so you can only guide the power of sea water above three thousand miles."

Chen Luo imagined and nodded again.

"The so-called Pushing Heaven's Gate opens six thousand miles, you can think that the pipe of martial arts has been extended by another three thousand miles."

"But the power of the Tao of Heaven is not endless, so the Tao of Heaven places a limit on the tube, and this limit is the gate of heaven."

"This is just a simple example. Of course, the relationship between the real Tongtian Road and the Heavenly Dao will not be so simple, but the key point is probably this."

Chen Luo had a clear understanding in his heart: "So pushing Tianmen is actually letting Tiandao lift this restriction."

"Yes." Yun Siyao nodded with a dignified expression on his face, "To be honest, Confucianism and Taoism may be having a headache..."

"What's wrong with them?" Chen Luo asked.

"It's not because..." Yun Siyao said here, the words suddenly stopped, the jade hand turned over, and a bamboo leaf appeared in Yun Siyao's hand. Yun Siyao's complexion changed greatly.

"Senior sister?" The moment he saw the bamboo leaves, Chen Luo had no reason to feel shocked and looked at Yun Siyao.

Seeing that the bamboo leaves were about two-thirds yellow, and the green upper part of the leaves was still preserved, Yun Siyao's expression was still heavy, but she clearly felt that she was relieved.

"Eldest brother has an accident." Yun Siyao said in a deep voice.

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Rewind time to a quarter of an hour ago.

Under heaven.

A thousand miles of wasteland, a light blue robe figure stood leaning on a sword, and the wild wind raised his long hair. With a wild grass in his mouth, he looked indifferently at the front.

In the line of sight, a barbarian figure walked slowly, raising his hands and feet, black silk threads appeared and disappeared around him, it was a call for space to shatter and heal, it seemed that this space could not bear him. He didn't release any coercion, but the wild grass seemed to be under tremendous pressure along the way, sticking tightly to the ground. Even the savage wind seemed to be deliberately avoiding him. His stature is not tall, but the whole person stands there, but it is like a heavenly power descending.

The air seemed to be heavy.

Raise your hands and shatter the void.

God!

He stopped not far from the cyan figure, looked at the other person in his eyes, and did not speak, but a majestic and powerful voice seemed to sound from all directions, the sky and the ground at the same time——

"Aren't you running?"

"Don't run away!" The robed human race smiled and spat out the savage grass in his mouth, "You seem to have found a way to track me, and it seems that you can't escape."

Saying that, he slowly drew out his long sword.

"Wait a minute, maybe I can slaughter God today?"

He pointed the tip of his sword at the barbarian god: "Human Race, Immortal Lang Fei."

The corner of the barbarian god's mouth was slightly raised, raised a hand, raised it to his chest, and then pressed down, suddenly a black space appeared out of thin air, rapidly expanding, instantly encompassing the surrounding hundred miles, and also wrapped Lang Feixian went in. Afterwards, the black space disappeared, and the figures of Barbarian God and Lang Feixian also disappeared, and Barbarian Grass was lifted up by Barbarian Wind again, as if nothing had happened.

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Lang Feixian glanced at the space where he was, it seemed like a void.

"Holy War Territory." Lang Feixian knew in his heart that for Cangtian and Mantian, it was impossible to repair the scars of the world left by the holy war, such as the yellow sand desert between Daxuan and the Western Regions. Therefore, after the Shuangtian Agreement, there is still a rule, that is, the holy battle, using the air machine to lead a void as a battlefield, also known as the "Holy War Domain".

"Shield perception!" Lang Feixian soon discovered that there was something more in this holy war zone, which prevented others from exploring it.

"Are you on guard?" Lang Feixian looked at the barbarian **** opposite.

The savage **** nodded: "This **** is very curious, why you can avoid the search!"

"So, you want to find my secret and keep it for yourself..." Lang Feixian said with a disdainful smile, "With selfishness, how dare you call yourself a god?"

As Lang Feixian said, there was a sudden sound of deep water in the void.

"I have a sword, called Hanjian Tianhe, please taste it, Lord Barbarian God!"

Said, with a wave of the long sword, a galaxy was born out of thin air, rushing towards the barbarian god, the light in the galaxy was bright, as if the stars in the sky gathered in this river, but if you look closely, the stars are just righteousness. Jianguang, converge into a river!

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it runs to the sea and never returns!"

The long river is mighty and immortal, as if nothing can stop his castration.

The long river hides the sword, the sword energy is long, and it seems to cut through the void, drowning the barbarian **** in an instant.

Just listening to the jingle, a majestic qi burst out in the long river of sword qi, and suddenly cut off the long river of sword qi. When Lang Feixian turned his wrist, the long river of sword energy that was cut off flew back, laying behind Lang Feixian, and re-trained into one.

"Not bad." The savage **** nodded slowly, but he was unscathed. He opened his mouth and praised: "Below the barbarian barbarian gods, there will be no more than seven barbarian kings who can block this blow! You have three points of Li Qinglian's ability back then!"

Lang Feixian smiled indifferently: "Second sword!"

Saying that, Lang Feixian took a step back and immediately entered the long river of sword energy. The long river of sword energy was turbulent in an instant, and in the tumult of this angry wave, a bright moon as bright as a mirror rose from this sword river, illuminating the void;

The waning moon, the full moon, the human moon!

The sky is four o'clock in December, the moon is full and the moon is full and the night is bright!

In the breath, the long river of righteousness skyrocketed again, the twelve crescent moons released their killing intent, and the twelve full moons released their brilliance.

"As bright as a flying mirror is approaching the Danque, the green smoke is extinguished and the light is clear."

This is where the moonlight is, and it is clearly a sword. The waning moon sword light is secretive and treacherous, and the full moon sword light is majestic, but the power of each strike is the same, and the power of each sword is comparable to the full impact of the long river of sword energy.

The sword light flashed, and the moonlight scorched, and the endless rays of light hit the barbarian god. In an instant, the barbarian god's blood condensed clothes burst, and wounds appeared on the barbarian god, and he turned into a **** man in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the contempt in Barbarian God's eyes disappeared, and turned into a serious expression. I saw his four hands clenched fists and punched hard at the same time. The huge air machine was released, and the void suddenly became turbulent. Immediately, he stretched out his hands and seemed to grab the two corners of the space. With a sound, both hands pulled down hard, and a series of explosive thunder sounds came from the space. The void was shaken by him like a curtain, and the attacks from the moonlight were also completely annihilated by the fluctuations of the void! This wave spread to the long river of sword qi, and in an instant, the bright moon of sword qi shattered and fell into the long river again.

At the same time, fluctuations of almost the same power rushed towards the barbarian god, only to hear two "bang bang", the two palms that grasped the space were shattered by the force of the backlash.

"Very good Barbarian God said, "If you can force this **** to take action, you will hurt yourself, and you are the first person. This **** takes back what he just said. Below the barbarian gods, there are no more than three people who can fight with you! "

"There are seven points of Li Qinglian's ability back then!"

"You are qualified to know the name of this god. Remember, the savage **** Tunan who killed you!"

The long river of sword energy seemed to be unable to support it, and slowly dissipated, revealing the figure of Lang Feixian. At this time, Lang Feixian's face was pale, and it seemed that the two blows just now had consumed all his strength. He coughed twice, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he sighed.

"Sure enough, slaughtering gods is too difficult."

He raised his hand, looked at the barbarian **** Tu Nan weakly, and smiled again.

"Tunan Barbarian God, don't worry."

"I have a third sword here!"

The voice fell, and the long sword in Lang Feixian's hand suddenly lit up!