Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Nangong Chunshui smiled and looked at the man watching the sea again.

"Each generation has talented people, and each of them leads the trend for hundreds of years."

"In the future, the world will depend on these young people."

Nangong Chunshui thought of Jun Lintian who suddenly appeared, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Nagging~"

The old man uttered two words lightly and waved his sleeves.

Nangong Chunshui disappeared out of thin air.

The old man looked far away, looking at the sea curtain hanging from the sky, with indifferent eyes.

He suddenly retracted his gaze, flashed slightly, and whispered in a low voice.

"No matter how amazing the young man is, it's better not to bother me."

And Nangong Chunshui left in an instant, and crossed the endless space in the blink of an eye.

The north wind has long been bleak and frost and snow are floating in the air elsewhere, but here there are still birds singing and flowers blooming, and it's like spring all year round.

Only on the towering mountain, there is snow that has not melted for a hundred years.

On the top of a small town, a beautiful woman in red stood in the wind.

The red dress fluttered, making the woman even more beautiful.

Pale red lips, mole on the forehead.

The beautiful woman was looking at the snow on the Cangshan Mountain in a daze, but suddenly a flash appeared in front of her eyes, and a refined scholar appeared.

"There is no beauty in the world, and the beauty is pleasing to the eyes."

The scholar said softly, with a smile on his face, and a spring breeze of pride could not help but emanate.

"It's been a long time." The scholar flicked his sleeves, and camellia filled the sky and flew wantonly.

The woman in red was stunned and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Nangong Chunshui!"

The scholar spoke slowly, as if he was worried that the other party could not hear clearly, and his face was full of smiles.

"It's your husband~"

Then he grinned again, without any reserve.

The woman in red put her hand directly on the sword at her waist, glaring, and scolded.

"Get lost!"

Nangong Chunshui ignored him and continued to smile.

"You still have such a bad temper, and you always want to draw your sword and hit people."

"Playing tricks!"

The woman in red shouted angrily, and a delicate thin sword suddenly came out of the sheath, only lightly bringing a wisp of breeze.

The sword technique was very fast, and the sword stabbed Nangong Chunshui.

This sword, even if the master of swordsmanship saw it, he would have to praise it.

Moreover, this sword was very decisive, without any hesitation.

For a swordsman, drawing the sword is undoubtedly a win.

The thin sword instantly pierced the body of the scholar, but there was no sound or feeling of piercing flesh and blood.

The woman in red drew her sword back, and then she realized that the other party was actually a phantom.

"Who are you? You use some illusions to scare people here."

Nangong Chunshui smiled and said nothing, suddenly leaned forward, and his face was almost touching the pretty face of the woman in red.

The red-dressed woman's cheeks turned red, and the faint red glow was like clouds in the sky, which made her look more charming.

Nangong Chunshui laughed, and the hand that was beginning to dissipate was rubbing against her nose.

"We will see each other again soon."

A breeze blew past, and a camellia fell to the ground at this moment.

There was no one in front of her.

The red-dressed woman looked around, but there was no trace of the scholar.

A wisp of divine thought floated between heaven and earth, walked a long way, said a lot of words, and met a few people.

It should have been a long time, but for Nangong Chunshui, it was just a breath.

Tang Sect, Wutong Courtyard.

Nangong Chunshui closed her eyes suddenly, and opened them suddenly.

Her eyes were like peach blossoms, and the spring breeze was full.

Opposite Nangong Chunshui, Wen Hujiu and Tang Linghuang were trembling slightly and their faces were flushed.

The true energy in their bodies suddenly ran wild and ran around in their bodies.

Even though they were both powerful people in the Free and Easy Heaven Realm and had begun to comprehend their own Dao.

But they had no way to deal with this true energy, just like helpless children.

Even the old man Tang, who was standing in the distance and was as steady as a mountain, suddenly broke the old pipe in his hand.

Old man Tang's face was solemn, his whole body was full of aura, and wind was flying under his feet.

This is the Divine Wandering Mysterious Realm.

Before they started, the opponent was already busy.

Three Free and Easy Heaven Realm people surrounded him, but they couldn't find a chance to breathe.

Nangong Chunshui smiled like a spring breeze, but his voice was full of winter coldness and autumn solemnity.

"Come on, all of you come together."

"Use your strongest and most vicious poison to poison me to death."

"Don't hold back, if you can't poison me to death, I will kill you."

The tone was calm, even with a hint of smile.

But everyone just felt the chill all over their bodies, and even the temperature in the yard was quietly dropping.

So, Wenhujiu and the others became serious, not thinking that this was a cold joke at all.

"Come on~"

Nangong Chunshui shouted loudly, and a thunderous sound rang out in the sky.

Only the figure of Nangong Chunshui was seen,Jumped up.

Countless strong winds raged in the yard immediately.

Wenhujiu and Tang Linghuang burst out at the same time, and the surging true energy turned into two true energy light columns that rushed into the sky one after another, with a cold luster, bringing a strong sense of oppression.

The strong winds collided with each other in an instant, eliminating each other.

Tang Linghuang stepped on the ground, flew straight forward, and raised his hand.

Countless hidden weapons flew into the air at a very fast speed.

But it was silent.

Tang Sect Plum Blossom Needle, Zhuyan Small Arrow, Bodhi Blood, Yama Post, Wheel of Life and Death...

Tang Linghuang threw out almost all the hidden weapons on his body.

Those hidden weapons were overwhelming, and even the light was dimmed a little when they flew into the air, pressing down on Nangong Chunshui.

"Ten Thousand Trees Flying Flowers~"

Sikong Changfeng murmured softly, his expression was somewhat moved.

No one expected that when Emperor Tang Ling made a move, he would actually use the legendary Tang Sect's hidden weapon technique.

It is said that under the attack of "Ten Thousand Trees Flying Flowers", any enemy will have no way to go up to the sky, no way to go down to the ground, no way to retreat, and no way to avoid.

When it appeared, it was already a dead end, not to mention that the one who made the move was Emperor Tang Ling, who was one of the top three in the Tang Sect.

"Is this [Ten Thousand Trees Flying Flowers]? It's really amazing."

Baili Dongjun raised his eyebrows. He was naturally not the novice in the martial arts world in Chaisang City who knew nothing.

Looking at the various hidden weapons in the air like flowers scattered by fairies, it seemed to be scattered in an orderly manner, forming a huge "tree".

The long branches were composed of some small hidden weapons.

That was really pleasing to the eye!

But what was even more transcendent and peerless was Nangong Chunshui, his master, who was always calm and composed.

With a graceful demeanor, in this murderous situation, he was extremely charming and breathtaking.

He raised his hand and slowly dropped it.

Half of the hidden weapon suddenly stagnated in the air, and the other half was left to hit him.

Only the sound of "ding-dong-dong" was heard, and the sound was crisp and melodious.

But in the ears of Emperor Tang Ling, it seemed a bit harsh and incredible.

Nangong Chunshui smiled slightly, and a layer of faint golden light on his body gradually converged and disappeared.

"What a powerful physique!"

Sikong Changfeng said, looking at Jun Lintian.

"This seems to be some kind of martial arts?"

Baili Dongjun asked in confusion, his eyes slightly shifted.

Jun Lintian smiled and explained: "This is the magical power of Buddhism, the indestructible body of Vajra. Without a strong physique, you can't get started at all."

It's not because of practicing "Vajra Indestructible" that you have such a physique, but because you have a strong physique, you are qualified to practice "Vajra Indestructible".