Chapter 183: He has spring leaves, summer thunder, autumn wind, winter snow

Near the year of the year, the cold weather, the narrow mud road of the mud bottle lane, has become very hard.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath and looked at the tall back and shouted: "Large brother."
Li Xisheng did not turn around and smiled. "Don't worry, I can handle it. Even if I am not his opponent, the town has the rules of the town and will not be chaotic."
The young swordsman who claimed to be Cao Jun smiled and said: "Are you saying that you are a big court, or a military sergeant? If it is the former, I advise you to die this heart. If you have a good heart, you will not shrink. Turtle. If it is oh, haha, let me sell it first, you can wait and see."
Cao Jun looked at the blue-shirt scholar who looked like a crown jade. Compared with his own looks, he was young and the other party was really young. This made Cao Jun a bit unhappy, his thumb against the waist dagger hilt. I really want to fight? Some losses, I recognize it, and I will find that I am found to be blessed in disguise."
Li Xisheng smiled and said: "Since you say your truth, all in the scabbard, then I can listen."
"After hearing the gongs and smashing the sky, the technique was banned. Now that the cave is broken and falling, it takes only a year to work. You are already in the middle of the world. It is very good."
Cao Jun was appreciative, but he shook his head quickly and shouted: "It's a pity."
Li Xisheng reached out a palm, "Please."
Cao Jun and Jun Jun can't help but say: "The frog at the bottom of the well, I don't know the sky. Since we are not a battle of life and death, then I will put pressure on the realm and save your life's first battle, and lose too much."
Li Xisheng laughed and said nothing.
"When you go out of the well, you will find a character like me, you can afford it..." Cao Jun tiptoed a little, bent over and screamed, laughing out loud, once he chose to shoot, this smiling young swordsman, The momentum suddenly changed, and the narrow and sturdy lanes echoed the following words. "The word is kind!"
A splendid white light explosion opened, crazy and scattered swords, instantly filled the entire lane, and Cao Jun's body shape was too fast and fast, making his fuzzy figure into it, not easy to detect, people think that it is like a rainstorm The flood of the mountains, with the lanes as the riverbed, madly flocked to the Li Xisheng and his descendants.
A white scorpion, the imposing sword in the air, faintly visible a more condensed snow white brilliance, such as a white fish quietly wandering in the stream.
The water is stagnant.
Li Xisheng seems to be in a hurry and not slow down, sideways, raising his hand and swinging his sleeves, reaching out to the tail of a white sword like a white fish.
Then gently and accurately grasped Cao Jun's sword wrist.
Cao Jun smiled slightly, loosened his fingers, and there were still two or three feet of short swords from Li Xisheng’s chest. He slammed it and stabbed Li Xisheng’s heart.
Li Xisheng looked calm, his left hand and his fingers were close together.
It was just in the midst of a thousand miles, just caught the white fish.
The white fish rolled over and rolled.
The blade is then twisted.
Li Xisheng had to retreat, Cao Jun was deceived, and the hand of the sword had already punched and hit Li Xisheng’s neck.
When Li Xisheng used his elbow to resist Cao Jun’s fist, the white fish had already spurred, and Li Xisheng shook the wrist of the other hand and shook his big sleeve.
That white fish, since the vote.
Cao Jun snorted with a sigh of relief, and Li Xisheng’s abdomen in one foot, and he got a four-fifth step back.
He did not take advantage of the situation, and he stood in the same place, and after one hand, he was very savvy.
Li Xisheng stopped and retreated, his face was white, although Cao Jun was a sword repairer, but this foot was vigorously sinking, and it was not inferior to the pure Wufu of the Five Realms. This is the horror of sword repair and military monk, refining The quenching body is not wrong, so Li Xisheng stunned this way, not very good, the flow of gas in the body must be affected to a certain extent.
Li Xisheng was only inside the big sleeve of Cao Jun Feijian, creaking, continuous, and then made a slight twist of the silk, and then the silky white sword light infiltrated from the gap.
Li Xisheng’s hand in the sleeves, five fingers or curved like a bow, or straight as a sword, quickly throw out a Taoist law, silently recite a word in the heart: "town!"
The cuffs, which had already been tight and tangled, were quiet.
The flying sword slammed into the sleeves and turned into a trembling humming sound.
Cao Jun was not surprised by this and smiled: "Seven."
Li Xisheng's entire cuff, from below the elbow, instantly broken, near the wrist, Jianguang shock.
It is like a beautiful scenery full of moonlight, but it contains a huge murderous murder.
Li Xisheng's five fingers changed, becoming a veritable grip. In the palm of the hand that everyone could not see, the palm prints shook like water, changing the trajectory.
Li Xisheng's arm instantly glowed with a mist of purple brilliance.
Jianfeng madly stalked the white fish of Li Xisheng's arm. The swords that it brought up and the blue-violet gas emitted by Li Xisheng knocked out the crisp golden stone, densely clustered and shocked the eardrum.
So that the high wall on one side of the mud bottle lane, and the low wall of the courtyard door on the other side of the old house, there are constantly dust and mud falling.
Cao Jun’s original double-five phoenix eyes, such as the shackles, opened a little, and ridiculed: "It’s a bit interesting. The Taoist statute is said to be thousands of people. I have never seen two hundred kinds of people. I have never seen you so simple. It’s easy to use. The surname of Li, you have been repaired in the six realms, and it’s too thick. There’s only six swords in the world, and you’ve been tempted by seven spirits. The reason, spread out, I Cao Jun is not going to be a joke in the whole world."
After Li Xisheng experienced the initial unfamiliarity, the moment seems to have spared no effort. He can even smile and say: "Maybe your reason is not enough... high?"
Cao Jun nodded and thought deeply, so he said with a smile on his face, "Eight!"
Like a flying white sword, the flying sword went back to the owner Cao Jun, then hovered silently. The flying sword was dull and dull. The short sword was just a short sword. There was no sword flow, and there was no previous glory.
The chilly sword that gave the impression before, changed and became bright.
The flying sword disappeared from the air.
There was a very slight trace on the wall of the courtyard between the two people, but it was a little bit of powder debris falling.
Li Xisheng extended his fingers with his right hand and tried to hold the short sword that circumvented a curve.
Li Xisheng suddenly turned his head.
The next moment, Feijian drilled a hole in the high wall on the left side of Li Xisheng.
The flying sword disappeared again.
But on the left cheek of Li Xisheng, a bead began to appear, and then gradually expanded into an extra long blood mark.
Sure enough, as rumored, with the sword repair, life and death are only in the first line.
Li Xisheng said in his heart, "This is eight, it is really powerful."
The strength of the sword repair, the reason why it can be recognized as the best in the hundreds of practicing Qi Shi, is a well-fed Feijian, the sharp point is "point", and at most a line.
No matter how a mountain is, how majestic it is, if you want to nail a nail on a cliff or cut a gully, it is not difficult.
It is also a kind of heterosexuality among the practicing qi, even if it is a military monk who not only repairs the body but also repairs the soul, it is not as good as the sword repair and the people.
If you are a magic weapon, let your magical powers go through, and my sword repair pursues a fatal blow, and a sword breaks through the law.
Cao Jun always maintains a self-confident posture after a negative hand, and pats the sword of the long sword with one hand. "You are a genius of monasticism. It must be the existence of high hopes of the family. There are not a few treasures for self-defense? I don't believe it. Say well in advance. No matter what your purpose, if you continue to hide and hang out, you will not be made public, it will be really dead, because I am afraid that I will be too happy to play, and I will not be able to stop my hand.
In the face of the enemy's cynicism, Li Xisheng is not angry, the voice is still warm and soft, "Chen Pingan, you may need to trouble you to go back some, if you can retreat to four or five feet, it is best."
Cao Jun raised his hand and shot his forehead, and his face was grievous: "The enemy is currently, and there is still leisure to talk nonsense, I am very angry."
Between the young swordsman’s talk and laughter, there is hidden murder.
At the same time that Cao Jun’s hand was screaming, the flying sword was already under the cover of the sound, and it was truly silent, killing Li Xisheng’s back vest.
Ding!
An ethereal and mellow sound rang through the mud bottle.
Cao Jun stunned and immediately laughed: "Is this OK? Then I am really welcome."
A green bamboo leaf appeared behind Li Xisheng, which resisted the assassination of Feijian.
Oh...
In the alley, Li Xisheng sounded a series of similar movements.
In addition to a piece of bamboo leaves, there are peach leaves, willow leaves, eucalyptus leaves...
All kinds of leaves are green.
Cao Jun blinked and stared at the battlefield.
Li Xisheng did not move, all around it was high and low, floating and undulating leaves. The short sword named Whitefish shuttled through it and continued to break, but returned without success.
Although there are always green leaves falling on the ground, it is instantly yellow, but Cao Jun is really helpless, because the rough estimate of the leaves of the scholar, there should be at least a hundred.
So Cao Jun is not in a good mood.
Your guy’s home is selling leaves? Even if you sell, does anyone buy it?
Cao Jun did not want to retreat from this, he did not believe in a small six-sports qi, can support the end. At the same time, driving so many leaves, it is not easy, the spirit of practicing the spirits is extremely impressive. So Cao Jun secretly told himself that although he won't win the battle, he could barely be a stupid person who was a good man. He wanted to see how long the reader could support.
The short but fierce flying sword began to rampage in unscrupulously.
In the alleys, the leaves are falling, and after the fall, they turn from green to yellow.
Li Xisheng suddenly reminded: "If we just fight this way, we can hit next year. Otherwise, you said the truth of this sword, and then talk about the other one? If you can, then sacrifice the life of the flying sword." Anyway, I’ll give you a victory first, because my friends have to hurry.

Cao Jun suddenly opened his eyes and finally no longer smiled. "You don't brag will die?"
Li Xisheng sighed and stopped talking.
He just shook the remaining sleeves and shook a lot of incredible things from his sleeves.
There are not many spring leaves left, but in addition to this, there is a grain of fingernail-sized Xiay Lei, a long, finger-free autumn wind, and a piece of goose-sized winter snow.
The opponent has a sword that can break the law.
How to do?
Can I accumulate the 10,000 law?
So this young scholar named Li Xisheng, even if he is just in the middle of the five worlds, but already has the spring leaves Xia Leiqiufeng winter snow, not to mention he has other, and many.