Chapter 245: The forest is rampant and stormy

On the battlefield, there is a dead circle, and a young circle of the youth is the center. After a moment of misunderstanding, the sound of the neat armor is shaken, and the army fights. It’s not a lively one. All aimed at the young swordsman who claimed to be a big man.
Then Chen Pingan made a very untimely action. The left hand put the sapwood sword back to the raft, and the right hand picked up the wine gourd. Then he raised his left hand high, as if he was talking to the army of the country. For a moment, let me drink the wine and not fight later.
Suddenly, there was a tidal wave of sorrow. It was the school that was able to levy good warfare. They all had some face-to-face confrontation. Is this young sword-sword of a sword-stricken golden armor a true enemy? From the beginning to the end, you can walk in a leisurely way, all the way to drive straight in, all the people like the army? This is a slap in the face, how to fight! Can't let the brothers take their lives to fill a bottomless pit? The pension of one hundred and two silver is very high. But between the sands of the sand under the sun, who is willing to watch the familiar life and become a pile of dead silver?
The first and the fifteenth squadrons of the squad have all made the battle, and invisibly helped the invincible illusion of Chen Pingan.
The sword of Qingzhu Jianxian slammed into the sword of Song Yu, such as the first wave of tidal waves, but was rushed to the first day of the rush, and continued to rush through the first line of tides. The two-handed axe's grooming country soldier, was quickly pointed to the scary fifteen, pointing his eyebrows, scared the burly strong man had to put away the offensive, he is not willing to change life with Song Yu, constantly with a double axe Covering the body around, there is a crisp and pleasing scorpion, and the double axe is even more sparkling on Mars.
Song Yu burned a new breath, and his arms stretched out, holding the swordsman's stunned, waist-shouldered bamboo sheath, and his swords soared. He was black and windless, and he was able to let go again. .
After Chen Ping’s raising his arms and making a mystery, the colleague who looked up and drank his head whispered in his heart:
First day, fifteen, continue to entangle your opponents, and the tricks are a little fancy... it’s fine!

The first day of Feijian is like a ridiculous rogue Han, staring at the "Little Niang" of Qingzhu Jianxian. The fifteenth is the bite of the heavy-handed double axe. It is full of pits and squats, which makes the burly man feel distressed. .
Eyesight and cultivation are all high above the green bamboo sword fairy, the sword sect who is on the head of the old sword of the water country, in the gap between the first day, anger and anger, a word of truth : "The boy who drinks twice is fake, and the ventilation is true!"
The battle of the martial arts master, the machine can not be lost no longer.
Chen Pingan has put down his arm and will raise his sword to the waist, jump over the army, and smile at the green bamboo sword fairy.
I changed the oil of Song Yu, a new weather, and laughed and said: "Gua Pei!"
The old Jinpai who used to ask for a gold armor, after losing the baby at the bottom of the pressure box, smiled a bit, and took out three blue-colored symbols in his hands, but the runes were no longer golden, one silver and two Zhu characters, once again Throwing out, and the three Taoist sects of the Taoist school came to the ground, standing side by side, before the Lord will squat, a silver armor, two brass Lux.
When Song Yu-song and the young sword-swords were killed in front of Datun, invisible, both sides of the enemy had already converted offensive and defensive.
Without the latter, Song Yuzhuo actually died in this battle.
There is an inexplicable spoiler, and Song Yuburn has taken advantage of it.
Chu Yu’s judgment on the battlefield situation is incomparably clear. He has been in the middle of his life for more than 30 battles and has not lost. This is still eye-catching.
Therefore, this gloomy general, quietly put Wufu infuriating into the silver ingot-like arrogant treasure, this lady's most precious jewel in the rich dowry of that year, instantly like mercury in the Chu 濠 挂 outside the armor The rogue, the original black lacquered heavy armor, became a pair of snow-white treasures covered with moiré, named Shenren Chenglu, and the mountain is commonly known as Ganlujia.
Although it is the most inferior rank of the arrogant Jiamao, it can be seen in dozens of countries including the Shushui country. No one general can own this thing. Of course, it is not the pillars of these national champions. There is no money, but there is no market for price. Otherwise, it is worth 1,500 pieces of snowflake money, that is, the price will double again. The military commanders are willing to buy a pair of irons and sell 3,000 yuan of snow on the mountain. 300,000 yuan of silver, in exchange for a best life-saving symbol, who would not want to smash this money? I can't buy it at all.
The mountain soldiers have almost monopolized the Jiamao, and the temperament outside the sword repair, the tempering body can not compete with the former two, so they want to buy the nailball as amulet, where is the wheel of the martial arts husband and wife? Isn't that what is violent?
Song Yuzhuo began to plunder, no worries, one person and one sword, more and more forward.
Because Chen Pingan helped the temple.
Chen Pingan laughed aloud, step forward, and walked two feet farther, "Come back!"
The first day of reluctance to let go of the green bamboo sword fairy, slowly plunging back, obviously some temper.
The fifteenth of Feijian was surrounded by Chen’s peaceful moments, blocking the spears and arrows that he swarmed.
The Qingzhu Swordsman, who has always stood on the back of the horse, sighed and reluctantly squinted at Song Yu’s waist and bamboo sheath. The reputation of the river and lake was also over the Songxi National Swords of Song Fengshan, leaning backwards and tiptoe. After a moment, he swept out and turned around in the air. He stepped on the top of the head of the scorpion behind the big scorpion. It was so far away. After leaving the army of the country, the young swordsman put away the green bamboo hanging waist. Go slowly to the direction of the state city, look back at the big rod, and sigh with regret: "I want to take the opportunity to seize the green bamboo and sheath, I don't know what to expect from the Year of the Ox. If you survive, how can you live for twenty or thirty years?"
The Qingzhu Swordsman escaped, and the Coming River State Army immediately began to have a big chaos. Chu Yu’s eyes were somewhat puzzled. Turning his head and looking at the garrisons of several places, it was only slightly better than the battalion. For the sake of reason, it should not be so. It’s only a matter of self-confidence. These four countries are garrisoned in the country. Although they are far less powerful than their own, they can have two elite old camps. They have been immersed in the border war for many years, far from being so unbearable.
When Chu Yu saw a local military commander, not only did he stop the bad situation of almost smashing, but he sat high on the horse's back and arms around his chest, as if he were outside the outside world. Chu Yu suddenly looked pale and blue, and gasped his teeth. He couldn’t wait to send the horse to the past, and cut it into meat.
Chu Yan's face changed greatly, raised his buttocks, looked up, I don't know when, the general garrison of the soldiers did not move, but instead became a hindrance to the imperialism of the Chu family, and had already squatted with himself and dozens of riders.扈 从, isolated from the three thousand fine ride.
Song Yuzhuo has a lot of power for the enemy who is holding the axe and the old man of the Jinpao. He still has the strength to observe the every move of Chu.
Chen Pingan gradually discovered the strange situation of the development of the situation. The rapid offensive of the stride slowly declined. In addition to the masters of the rivers and lakes who gathered to attack the siege, the arrows and guns in the army became more and more sparse, and finally they became fire on the other side. , watching the drama in general. Moreover, the military commanders who are constantly looking like a school are rushing in the gaps, and continue to complain with some of the subordinates and elite soldiers.
Song Yu burned a sword and smashed a brass sergeant. The scorpion that was beaten back to the original shape was turned into ash in the air. Another sword crossed the two giant axes. A long string of Mars smashed and burst open, smashing into all directions. Open, those hot Mars formed by the crumbs of the axe, crushed on the armor of the distant soldiers, two or two knocks, and even a subtle golden stone sound, which shows that the first person in the country on the battlefield The cultivation is so shocking.
After a sword forced the retreat of the military monk who was enshrined in the court of the water country, Song Yuzhuo pointed to the Chu Yu with the tip of the sword. He smiled and said: "The old man is welcoming this long distance. He only invites the generals Chu Yu to go to the mountain village to be a guest, the rest, etc. If you are willing to die, you will die, and you will be under your sword!
Under the shackles, there was a loud bang.
It turned out that Chen Ping’s unconsciously had already battled with more than a dozen rivers and lakes masters, and fought and moved, and moved to a place that was only 50 steps away from the big one, and then entrusted the back to the first and fifteen Put Feijian, quietly make a square inch, directly crossed the small battlefield of Song Yuhuan and the two practicing qis, appeared in the ten steps before the generals wearing the nectar of the scorpion! A step, heavy stepping on the ground, and then the body shape is tilted upwards, the right hand punches on the horse's horse head, hit the head of the big horse, the head is broken, the legs are broken, and the talent is the best in the country of the water, the martial arts realm is only three Chu Jing of the situation suddenly fell forward, and the result was just a fist of Chen Ping’s left hand on the chest. Although the aura contained in the nectar was almost at the same time, Chen Ping’s fist hit the zone, but Chu was still beaten. To the sky, heavily fell on the ground outside the three or four feet, splashing a dust on the official road.
Chen Pingan continued to run forward, and a Chu's fine rider rushed from the angrily, riding a superb shackle from the tight reins, driving the mount to raise two horseshoes high, and stepped on the head of the young sword fairy!
Chen Pingan accelerated the front rush, bent over the horse's belly, and then immediately straightened the waist, hit a shoulder, hit a horse and actually hanged four hoofs, and then flew backwards!
Chen Pingping straight forward, his feet suddenly exerted strength, such as the scene of the young eagle squatting through the stream in his hometown, like a glimpse, the Chu 刚刚 who just struggling to get up was beaten by a fist, playing a squad of nectar, glare Abnormal, Chu Yu himself once again fainted backwards, white eyes turned, completely fainted.
Chen Pingan has also come to the guy who vowed to be among the top ten generals in the continent. He kneels down and reaches for the neck of Chu, then stands up and mentions the neck of the general of the Combine National The height of his shoulders, shaking, turned his head and smiled at Song Yu: "Song old predecessors, grab him!"
The general trend has gone, the two royal enshrined qiqis meet, and they all see the helplessness in the other's eyes.
Song Yu was not aggressive, and put away the swords and put them back in the bamboo sheath. They clasped the fists of the two top qis in the country. "There are many offenses. You have to swear to the emperor, and no matter how the court handles it, the old man and the Jianshui Mountain Villa is one by one."
Then the old man swept forward, the sword was like a rain, and those dozens of Chu's cockroaches who rushed to Chen Pingan from the fine ride, the horse legs were cut off.
The old man fell by Chen Pingan. "Go! Just leave the battlefield, you and I will return to the villa, it will be safe. This court is full of hearts and minds, and there is no threat."
The whole country of the waters has fallen into silence.
In the distance, Chu Shijing, who was blocked outside the stride, was probably aware of the strangeness of Dagu’s side. After communicating with the striding team, he was led by a rider and began to roar. With this fine knives and spears, and dare not arbitrarily scatter the front of the array, this slowly scattered to the sides, try to give way to a road for the ride.
Chen Ping whispered: "I can still use the square inch."
Song Yu burned and laughed: "Then I am still behind you for the temple, remember not to turn around and go back to the right hand side, let's go back on the mountain road, otherwise the Chu's three thousand fine ride is still a little difficult."
Chen Ping nodded, took a deep breath, glared at the neck of Chu, and used the square inch.
Everyone knows why the young sword fairy can disappear in the same place several times.
The figure of the young man disappeared, but the general of the generals Chu Yu was almost horizontally floating, like a woman's long sleeves towing in the air.
After the Jianxian boy finally showed his physique, he began to show the fairy tales of the royal wind.
Just somehow, when the back-swording boy started, there was a flaw, and after that, he was at the height of the sky.
Song Yu burned away and followed Chen Ping away from the battlefield. After several times of ups and downs, he quickly became two black spots with Chen Ping, and eventually entered the distant forest on both sides of the official road.
Into the mountains and forests, in fact, the overall situation has been set. Song Yuzhuo thought of the previous Chen’s embarrassment, and he was worried:
Is it hurt?

Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head. "There is a little ancestor who is awkward with me, nothing."
For the first time, the wind was on the top of the army. In fact, it was stepped on the first fifteenth. The second time, the first day was not happy. I deliberately let Chen Ping step on an empty space, and then he returned to raise the sword. I fell asleep inside, but fortunately, the fifteen-flying speed was extremely fast, and I could completely keep up with Chen’s footsteps.
Song Yuzhuo said with emotion: "The legendary North has a martial arts master who has successfully become a martial god. He can not only hover freely, but also fly in the wind, just like the sword fairy sword."
Remembering that Zhu He said at Qidunshan, Chen Pingan snorted and blurted out and said: "That is the eighth territory of Wudao. It is called Yuhua. Because it can be used as a wind, it is also called 'far-away'. Cool."
Song Yu burned and wondered: "Is it not collectively called Wu Shenjing above the six borders?"
Chen Pingan was also a bit stunned. He shook his head and said: "I heard that it is not. The six realms are indeed beginning to pay attention to refining the gods. It seems that I am not qualified to be honored as a of war. I only know the seventh world of gold. Qualification was shouted as a small master, the eighth environment of the feathers, the ninth state of the mountain, and then the tenth, now we have one, the king of Song long mirror, is the emperor of a guy next door to my hometown Mud Lane Uncle, I have seen Song Changjing in the alley, it is very powerful, watching is a master."
The old sword saint of the country is only listening to the book.
Chen Pingan looked at the face of the old predecessor and quickly swallowed his mouth back to his stomach.
For example, the barefoot old man who taught his own boxing method and smashed the three martial arts martial arts is a ten-day Wufu, and the old Cui surname in the early years, or the first ten-day grandmaster of Baoliangzhou after hundreds of years...
Song Yuzhuo quickly relieved, and smiled: "The frog at the bottom of the well, but this is no problem. As long as there is a big scenery above the martial arts, it is a good thing for the big day! Otherwise, the beauty of the world will give the gods on the mountain, I Wasn’t the martial arts a half-faced face? This should not be the case!

One hand still slammed Chen’s Chen Ping and nodded hard.
I thought that if Song’s predecessors could go to their hometown, they would definitely be like the guy in Zhulou.
After all, there are still some people who will not sit on a table and drink because of the disparity between the two sides.
The old Song, who is next to him, is very uncomfortable in Chen Ping’s eyes, so no matter where the old man is, whoever he meets will be respected.
After the true airflow of Chu Yu’s mouth, Gan Lujia recovered into a silver ingot and fell to the ground. Chen Ping’s toes on his toes was in the bag.
Then he sighed hard, his wrist shook, and the general of Chu, who woke up quietly but couldn’t blink, gave him a stun.
Song Yu Shao will smile.
In the case of such a "big scorpion sword fairy", it is also considered as "Hong Fu Qi Tian".
Chen Ping asked: "Next?"
Song Yu burned his sigh. "Three thousand fine riders and the savior of the Savior are not daring to kill the Jianshui Mountain Villa. In this army of the court, there is obviously a plan for my grandson Fengshan, which has become a pot of porridge. Will not assist Chu's fine riding out of the army, will only return to the state of the city, and wait and see."
Song Yu burned some shame on his face. "But the color of the country's swordsman is violent, and there is a devil's head in the rouge county, plus our Jianshui Villa... I think the college is going to shoot."
Chen Pingan asked: "School? Is it the Guanhu Academy, one of the 72 Confucian schools?"
Song Yu burned and said: "Yes. Baolongzhou has been in the mountains for a thousand years. The courts of all countries are the merits of the academy. It’s just that I have never thought that this time, Jianshui Villa may stand. Opposite the Guanhu Academy, once the gentlemen of the Academy show up, the village is probably like this court, and the hearts of the people are exhausted. The century-old reputation of the villa is destroyed."
Chen Pingan has some impressions on Guanhu Academy. First, this academy is the same as the original Shanya Academy founded by Mr. Qi. The second is the storm of marriage and female ghosts. Together, they return to Huang Tingguo from Datun. Nothing happened, he mentioned some ridiculous insider and related to the readers of Guanhu Academy. Finally, the first person of the gentleman of Guanhu Academy, Cui Minghuang, once represented Baoguanzhou Confucianism into the Zhuzhu Cave.
But why, as it is said in the book, dare to take the first-level Song seniors from the army, when it comes to the college, it will be such a complex emotion.
Song Yuzhuo ridiculed himself: "In the face of the academy, you can't help yourself, and you don't have the guts to fight for a battle. Hey!"
Chen Ping did not understand.
Song Yuzhuo seems to see through the young mind. After the hands are negative, he slows down in the mountains and forests, looking at the sparse sunshine through the leaves, like a grain of gold scattered on the ground, silent for a moment, the elderly, ultimately helpless: "Don't you know that the words of the gentlemen of the academy are the biggest truth in the world? I have seen the sage of a Guanhu Academy in person. When I am young, I can let the colorful swordsman go out and welcome. He asked for moral knowledge. The young sage, Gao Guanbo, was sitting in danger and sitting opposite the sword like the child learning child. The arrogance was another invincible."
Song Yu burned and smiled. "So, ah, a hundred thousand songs burned, but they are not able to rival the words of the school's master, "You are wrong, you are punished."
Chen Pingan asked a question, "What if the gentlemen of the academy did not make sense? If the gentleman sage made a mistake, what should he do?"
Song Yu burned and laughed: "There are teachings of saints on the top."
Chen Pingan thought thoughtfully, glaring at the neck of a general, who dragged his feet on the ground in the forest and creaked.