Chapter 653

Tang Chuan is curious. Is there only hostility in the world? The same skin color, different ideas, hope to collide together, the rest should not only hate.

He doesn't like the evergreen gate, and the reason for his coming this time is also revenge.

The process is very different from the result.

"Hit me in the face and want to stop?" Taoist yuan Qing sneered.

The long knife has no trace. The simple impact is no longer the same as before. It is cold and clear, miserable and so quiet.

Almost invisible waves billow in the air, the golden decoration is lifted, and the turbulent airflow hits the wall and dissipates.

A long halberd pick, Tang Chuan's face is expressionless, lines are cold.

"It's hard to be a monk in the dark sky!" Tang Chuan took a deep breath. He did not hesitate. The Euphorbia flipped and held down Taoist priest Qingyuan's long knife.

The sword is not nameless, and it has never been cast in secret. He is just silent with Yuanqing Taoist priest, most of the time his opponent is just air.

"Get out of here!" He said.

Naturally, Tang Chuan had no problem. He stepped back two steps and got out of the hall.

Yuanqing Taoist priest followed him, and behind him were Batu and Tang housekeeper.

The school was very large, and there was no monk who practiced in the past. Only Tang Chuan and Taoist priest Qingyuan look at each other.

Hand a Yang, sharp long knife to pull up a piece of dust, the earth turned.

Eyes a congealed, and in the hall tacit understanding of "light hands and feet" different, let go of the hand, flames and dust gush to tangchuan together.

"Not bad!" Tang Chuan is just two words. Once the halberd is swept, the fierce flame will stop, and it is impossible to advance or retreat.

The heat gradually dissipated, and Taoist yuan Qing's face changed. This was different from the one he had just hidden. The "flame strike" was actually useless to tangchuan.

After all, his eyes fell on the Fang Tian Hua halberd in Tang Chuan's hands.

All things have spirits, and so are cold weapons. They may be born as ordinary soldiers, but they will grow step by step and have their own consciousness.

Consciousness is not difficult to be born, but hard to grow. The quality of weapons is mostly determined from the moment they are born. It is too difficult to grow up.

"God and ghost painting halberd?" Yuanqing Taoist priest's body trembled, uncertain.

"He's in your hands!" He took a deep breath, but his eyes were still unbelievable. The origin of the Fang Tian painting halberd was too extraordinary. He went from ordinary soldiers to magic weapons.

You should know that Xue Rengui is not the poor boy in the opera. His family is famous, but he has already declined.

In addition to the blood of the declining aristocrats, there was not much left, only this halberd.

He once heard that Xue Rengui later made a halberd. In fact, it was just a cover up.

Because before Xue Rengui, some people said that this halberd was the weapon of Wenhou. Otherwise, how could it be called "ghost and God"?

A little smile is very charming, especially when he is focused. The passage of thousands of years was not obvious to him, as if stagnant.

How far can one's thoughts fly in an instant? Taoist yuan Qing doesn't know. He just throws out the ground and cuts it. The earth collapses in an instant. The crack carries the energy of sabre Qi.

Long halberd falls to the ground, Tang Chuan always can use the simplest way to solve the problem, he hates trouble.

After becoming the aura, this square sky drawing halberd weighs more than ten thousand jin, but now it's light and falling to the ground.

The crack stopped suddenly, but not suddenly.

"What's the origin of this halberd?" Batu asked himself a question, his eyes moved with the Euphorbia.

The question is Batu's, but the answer is the attentive steward Tang. He said, "this halberd is called the God ghost's drawing halberd."

"Oh, the face of Ba Shuang was not eroded by the wind.

Fang Tian draws halberd, which is very famous in the Xiuzhen world. Most of the domineering people use this kind of weapon. The relative difficulty is the length of the overlord.

"Boom

The figure flies by, a corner of the school arena is blown to pieces by Tang Chuan, and the arena made up of thousand year old cold iron wood is actually blown to pieces!

Many people who still have a trace of loyalty to changqingmen are also frightened and want to learn from others to leave changqingmen.

Black hair fluttered in the wind. This is the hair that Tang Chuan grew up in the purple and golden regions. Short hair is not only abrupt, but also abrupt in the simple and unsophisticated world of practice.

At the foot of the green lotus, a series of, with the pace of growth to die.

"Li Taibai's green lotus sword song?" With a frown on his brow, Yuan Qing thought of a man and said those three words in his mouth.

Tang Chuan nodded, not just like before, but with some leeway. Each halberd was like Mount Tai's crushing power, just to suppress Taoist Yuanqing.

It's no use reasoning with a proud monk. They just believe in themselves and never feel that they are wrong.

Of course, Tang Chuan is such a person. His advantage is that he is more able to listen to others and less arbitrary.

Only when he confronts Taoist yuan Qing, can he speak well.

With one move and two moves, tangchuan suppressed the realm and exerted the skills and moves of the early stage of Xuankong realm to the extreme.Different from Tang Chuan's coziness, Taoist yuan Qing's face is blue and blue. He didn't expect Tang Chuan to be so powerful. The fight just now was more like a joke He's teasing me.

Long life let him understand one thing, that is, joy and anger do not appear in color.

He also did it now, with a cold face, as before, trying to resist the attack of Tang Chuan.

The long knife was white, and the kite green Taoist priest moved, touching the blade with one hand, and smiling faintly.

The smile stopped suddenly, Tang Chuan's Halberd had arrived at his chest, and the cold feeling was really in front of him, and he resisted to death.

"Kill me..."

Taoist Yuanqing closed his eyes and let the unknown long sword fall into the thousand year old iron wood, leaving only one handle outside.

After swallowing his saliva, Batu found that the sharpness of the knife was far beyond his imagination. Even among the spirit weapons, it was also the top class.

"It should be something left by immortal Changqing. He doesn't deserve this knife." The Tang housekeeper's practical and practical talk hit Taoist priest Qingyuan in the face.

The latter's face is red, hate to look at Tang housekeeper, would like to cut it thousands of times now.

Seeing this, steward Tang smiles and doesn't care.

"Blush, not convinced?" Tang Chuan asked clearly that he did mean humiliation when he used the knife.

He added: "steward Tang is right. If you can't break through the Xuanyin realm, this sword can only be covered with dust. How about practicing Sabre every day

Yuanqing opened his eyes and refused to accept his way: "do you know about the demon moon, or do I understand it?"

"Demon moon! It's the demon moon Batu did not wait for Tang Chuan to speak, then he yelled, and he was different from the past.

In retrospect, Butler Tang's heart is also moving. He once heard the legend of demon moon.

As for Tang Chuan, his eyes have long been on the knife handle of the demon moon, which is exposed outside. His carving is meticulous, and all living beings are looking forward to the moon.

"It's really the demon moon!" Chamberlain Tang lost his curiosity just now, but demon moon has a great reputation, but he can't.

Batu had heard all kinds of legends about the demon moon since he was a child. This Sabre of immortal Changqing, to some extent, represents the strongest one of that time, the immortal Changqing in all directions.

Now I see the demon moon, leaving aside all external factors, this knife is as perfect as ever.

With a sigh of admiration, the reputation of demon moon was much greater than that of Tang Chuan. The monk who watched the battle had to comment on it, even if he didn't know the origin of the sword.

The effect of one person's admiration is completely different from that of a group of people. The former may have a negative tone, while the latter only agrees, and people always follow the crowd.

"They're all praising the knife and the demon moon, but it's none of your business." Taking back the Euphorbia, Tang Chuan's joking voice makes yuan Qing Dao Chang's eyes cold and his hand lift, and the demon moon flies back to his hand.

The bluish white knife awn is as cold as moonlight, ethereal, but it really exists.

Different from the hard hitting just now, the long hair of Yuanqing Taoist priest is fluttering and retreating in the wind.

To be sure, Yuanqing knows that he is not Tang Chuan's opponent, but he has to pull out his long knife and fight to death.

It's for dignity.

Dignity is a very difficult thing to say. Sometimes, even if you say a word, you will lose your face more often.

But what?

Yuan Qingxin like a rock, looking at Tang Chuan's surprise also did not have the excitement just now.

In one corner of the school yard, the green leaves were bitten by caterpillars, and a drop of water fell from the height and was broken to pieces.

Everything is slowing down.

When was the last time? Yuan Qing asked herself, her closed eyes suddenly opened and the essence burst out.

"Interesting..." Tang Chuan's mouth is slightly tilted. He sees self-confidence in Yuan Qing, which is completely opposite to that just now.

To be exact, he was proud, not confident.

Holding the Euphorbia tightly, Tang Chuan moved.

He was as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit, disappearing in front of Yuanqing.

Wind, not the usual breeze. After the array was broken, the changqingmen gate was swept by the strong wind like Zijin.

The long knife moves to the upper block. Although his right hand is numb, Yuan Qing is relieved. There is nothing more terrible than the unknown.

Tang Chuan stood in the air, looking at the kite green, Euphorbia pointed.

"The reaction is not bad. It's a little bit better than that." Tang Chuan's rare praise, even if he and just the performance of no difference, the mentality is much stronger.

There was no difference in grade one or two in the college entrance examination, but one was in Yanjing University and the other was in Suzhou University.

There is no obvious gap between students and schools. But what they are poor is their mentality and details.

At present, Yuan Qing's attitude is very good. She is confident rather than proud.

Tang Chuan is in a dilemma.

He didn't know whether he would destroy the Changqing gate according to his heart's desire or not to let yuan Qing go.

What he is doing now, he has a death feud with changqingmen, the apparent death feud.After all, there is nothing that can not be resolved by interests.

Tang Chuan knew this well, and so did Qingyuan.

After several unsuccessful attacks were resolved by Yuan Qing, Tang Chuan lost interest in fighting, took back his long halberd and seriously said, "accompany me to fight in foreign lands!"

Yuan Qing didn't take back her long knife. She looked at the demon moon motionlessly. After a long time, she reflected. She laughed shyly and asked, "foreign land? That foreign land? "

"Qiu nationality!"

Two words composed of the words he had heard made yuan Qing close his knife. Without thinking, he had the answer.

"Yes!"

People who know Zijin territory know that he has many enemies, including Qiu nationality, who is rarely known. ＜/p

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