Traveling through the heavens to become a bandit

Chapter 252 [Li Chungang fights Wang Xianzhi again]

The carriage slowly entered the city.

The old man in sheepskin fur opened the curtain of the car, and on the city wall, thousands of sword hilts were inserted, all of which were swords of masters in the world.

Defeated at the hands of Wang Xianzhi, he had to keep the accompanying sword and insert it on the head of Emperor Wudi's city.

Old Li Jianshen saw where he left half of the wooden horse and ox in the past, only the groove remained, and the half of the sword was gone.

Li Chungang naturally knew that the half of the wooden horse and cow had been taken away by No. Tianxia.

He had seen half of the reeds in Xiangfan, but now that he thinks about it, the two broken swords have been recast in the furnace.

And these, he doesn't care, and doesn't care.

Even if the Trojan Horse Bull is recast, it is no longer the Trojan Horse Bull he is familiar with, and it is useless to hold it.

Looking at the carriage ahead, after a while, the old sword god finally spoke and said:

"Boy Xu, now that I have re-entered the Land of Sword Immortals, after more than 20 years, the battle with Wang Xianzhi should have a result.

However, if I open the gate of heaven with my sword, the immortals in the sky will come to this world. At that time, the world will be in chaos and the people will die. "

In the carriage, His Royal Highness's voice sounded slowly, neither happy nor sad, said:
"Seniors have this wish to resume the unfinished competition more than 20 years ago, and this junior will help you.

The seniors can rest assured, fight with them with all their strength, and leave the rest of the trivial matters to the juniors. "

It is really not easy to hear the word "Senior" from this lunatic's mouth. The old sword god narrowed his eyes slightly and said:
"Okay, this matter is over, the old man owes you a favor."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Li Chungang got off the carriage. At this moment, the voice of His Highness Shizi came again:

"After all, when you are old, it is not as good as when you were young. Fighting is fighting, take it easy.

If you still want to see the reincarnation of Lu Pao'er, don't die! "

Hearing this, a warm current flowed through the old man's heart.

Looking back, the eyes of the little clay figurine and the second son Xu Fengnian were full of concern and worry.

The old sheepskin fur man chuckled and said:

"Don't worry, it's just fighting, not desperate.

What's more, there is Xu Xiaozi in the battle, life and death are at stake, you two disciples, you have to ask him to save your teacher's life. "

These words made the two of them worry, and they dispersed a lot.

The confrontation between masters is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will fall.

How can you not worry?
Even Xu Qianqiu can't guarantee whether the butterfly effect will bring bad news.

Although Li Chungang is a bit sloppy old man, he is a nice person.

The death of the original book is really a great pity.

In this life, how could he not be allowed to die.

Just at the moment when he was meditating, in the sky, thousands of flying swords were unsheathed at the same time and soared into the sky.

Covering the sky and covering the sky and the earth.

Thousands of flying swords are all hanging in the sky.

In Emperor Wudi's city, the swords planted in the city, the swords sold in the sword shop, and the swords equipped by the swordsmen all came out of their sheaths and flew into the air uncontrollably.

Such a majestic and magnificent vision is hard to see in the world for a hundred years.

Such a scene is even better than Daxueping.

The one-armed old man has been lonely in the world for too many years. Now, a sentence resounds through the sky:

"Wang Xianzhi!

Li Chungang visits the East China Sea, borrowing the Mancheng Sword to fight with you! "

The voice is full of energy, deafening and deafening, without the slightest sound of twilight.

The rivers and lakes in the snow are indeed bigger. Even if a fairy threw a mountain into the rivers and lakes, a huge splash was made, but after ten or a hundred years, there were no ripples.

Therefore, in the Jianghu, most of the people in the Jianghu are relatively forgetful.

Life is only a hundred years, and seventy is ancient.

Li Chungang became famous too early, he was already the champion at a young age, and at the age of 30, he was almost invincible.

Looking up, who is fighting?
This former old sword god became famous too early and ended too early.

After losing to his peer Wang Xianzhi, the Trojan Horse and the Ox were broken. Since then, there have been few rumors about him in the rivers and lakes.

Over time, confidantes and confidante have turned into loess one after another. The contemporary world is just some old antiques. When Li Chungang is mentioned, the impression is gradually blurred.

What's more, in the rivers and lakes, there are many newcomers and rookies.

There are too many masters in the rivers and lakes, and their reputation is better than the next, wave after wave.

Most of the people who can remember are still alive.

The world's second king and old monster, old and strong, only talking about the world's swordsmanship, among the Taoist sects, Longhushan Qi Xianxia, ​​and Wudang Wang Xiaoping complement each other, but compared to the half-monster and half-immortal Deng Tai'a, he is still much inferior .

The rivers and lakes change, and swordsmen will always be the most numerous in the rivers and lakes, just like the princes who have crossed the river, densely packed.

And Deng Tai'a is undoubtedly the only sword god in the world today.

This sword god doesn't like to wear a sword, which is a strange thing.

Those who use swords lose to those who use knives or guns. You can say, I lost, so what?

You use knives and guns, among them the most outstanding master, who can beat Deng Jianshen who doesn't use a sword?

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Deng Jianshen, who was born with a thick back and a burly waist, can have three heads and six arms. In his luggage, there is a small pineapple wood sword box with more than ten small pocket sword handles.

Rumor has it that this sword was raised with the secret technique of the Wu family's sword tomb. It is psychic like a living thing. When hungry, it will eat meat, and when thirsty, it will drink blood. It is mysterious and unpredictable.

After being out of the box, you can cut off the head on your own without the need to control the air machine.

It's a pity that only the City Master of Wudi City has the honor to have seen this kind of supernatural powers, superb, and swordsman's handwriting.

In the city of Emperor Wudi, thousands of flying swords hung a curtain of swords in the sky, which was truly astonishing.

At the same time, outside the city gate, a tired old donkey stepped on its hooves and slowly entered the city.

A young man, dressed as a book boy, rides a donkey upside down, with a scabbard around his waist, but the sword is gone.

Annoyed and remorseful, he lowered his head and said to the middle-aged man leading the donkey:
"My lord, I bought this sword just now after saving copper coins and broken silver for a long time.

Then Li Chungang is too unreasonable, agreed, borrow the sword in the city, why not even let me go?

We haven't arrived at Emperor Wu City yet!
Master, you are unreasonable. You just watched Jianfei get out of the sheath, but you didn't help me stop it.

How embarrassing it would be if it got out!
When the time comes, master, where will you put your face? "

The middle-aged man leading the donkey was plain-looking and habitual, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was always smiling.

In this way, that unremarkable face is quite soft and mellow.

In his hand, he was holding a branch of peach blossom that he picked from nowhere.

Slightly twirling his fingers, looking up, the young man had a bitter face, smiled and joked, and said:

"Face, don't you just put it on your own face?"

As a servant of a book boy, the young man is not small. He rides the donkey by himself and lets the master lead the donkey on foot.

That's all, let the master carry the suitcase and bookcase on his back.

Hearing his master's teasing, he dared to stare.

Immediately discouraged and worried, he asked:

"My lord, Li Chungang agreed to borrow a sword, but he won't play tricks. Are you going to borrow it or not?"

Not far from the city, a white-haired old man staggered towards him. Looking at it from a distance, he was just a poor old man.

Who can recognize at a glance that this is the Spring and Autumn Demon Lord who once caused chaos in the world?
(End of this chapter)