The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Cold, absolutely cold.

It was already very unusual for Zhang Zian to feel cold.

Reminiscing about the touch of his hand just now, Zhang Zian secretly scolded himself for not living up to expectations.

Because of anger, desire to win glory for the country and other reasons, Zhang Zian unexpectedly slapped Beichen Muxue's buttocks by accident.

Feeling Beichen Muxue's aura erupting, it has far surpassed the strength of the sixth-rank Jade Rank.

Zhang Zian's talent is the fourth rank of Jade Rank.

"Misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding..."

Zhang Zian wanted to explain, but found that everything was in vain, and couldn't think of any excuses for a moment.

While speaking, two sword lights shot at Zhang Zian, and the snowflakes in the air were still. Wherever the sword lights passed, the snowflakes turned into powder, and a gust of wind was stirred up around, bringing thousands of snowflakes flying in the air.

Zhang Zian didn't dare to be careless, and covered the golden spiritual power in his palm, and two dragon chants sounded.

"Boom!"

With two loud bangs, Zhang Zian was repelled a few steps. Beichen Muxue's face was covered with frost, her eyes were captivating, and the blue long sword in her hand swept out, not giving Zhang Zian the slightest chance to breathe.

This sword light was more powerful than the previous ones. Seeing that Zhang Zian couldn't hide it, he roared angrily and slapped him.

"boom!"

Like a kite with a broken string, Zhang Zian flew upside down, and a wound like a silver thread appeared on the palm of his hand, and blood kept gushing out.

Zhang Zian wanted to use spiritual power to repair it, but found that there was a trace of sword energy in the wound, which was damaging his tissue.

Zhang Zian was shocked, he didn't bother to spit out a mouthful of blood after landing, and hurried to clear the sword energy.

At the same time, using strength, Zhang Zian turned around and ran away.

I really can't beat it, 36 counts, running is the best count.

Beichen Muxue's speed was no slower than Zhang Zian's, following him like a shadow, and from time to time a sword light shot towards Zhang Zian's back.

"boom!"

Zhang Zian was hit by a sword light, and his entire right shoulder felt like it was about to be cut off. A sharp pain rushed into his heart, and he was thrown flying because of his loss of balance.

Beichen Muxue looked at Zhang Zian who was lying on the ground, without showing any mercy, she stabbed Zhang Zian's heart with a sword.

She dared to insult herself, for this kind of disciple, Beichen Muxue only hated that her sword skills were not high enough, and she couldn't kill the world in an instant.

Zhang Zian resisted with all his strength, the long sword pierced Zhang Zian's arm, the golden wood pattern flashed, and then collapsed, but he also resisted the sword.

The long sword left a bloodstain on Zhang Zian's arm, which was shocking.

Beichen Muxue frowned, her eyebrows and eyes were like willow leaves beside her, stunning but full of coldness.

At this moment, Zhang Zian suddenly became violent, enduring the risk of being stabbed to death by Beichen Muxue, and rushed forward.

Beichen Muxue was stunned just now, but it was too late to react now, a figure hugged her, and the two fell directly to the ground, rolling several times.

Zhang Zian's arms were like diamond circles, he hugged Beichen Muxue tightly, not letting her move.

Beichen Muxue broke free a few times, but couldn't break free, and the frost on her face actually dissipated.

"release."

The voice was cold.

Naturally, Zhang Zian didn't dare, and he wasn't stupid. After he let go, he wouldn't just stab himself to death with a sword.

"release."

The voice was still cold, but there was a little more panic.

As a saint, when had she ever had such close contact with a man, it was almost more uncomfortable than killing her.

Zhang Zian turned a deaf ear to it, whoever looses it is an idiot.

"release."

There is a little more compromise.

Zhang Zian still didn't respond.

The two of them were lying on the grass like this, their posture was very intimate, and it was night, if people passing by saw this, they would definitely think wrong.

Beichen Muxue stopped struggling, Zhang Zian heaved a sigh of relief, let's do this first, wait until he regains some strength.

There was a few seconds of silence.

"Oh!"

A tyrannical aura erupted from Beichen Muxue's body, Zhang Zian rolled his eyes as if being hit, and almost passed out.

At the same time, Beichen Muxue broke free from the restraint of Zhang Zian's arm, her green hand slapped the ground, her body bounced up, and her face was covered with frost.

After landing, he waved his right hand, and the blue long sword that landed on the ground seemed to have received an order. The blade made a clear sound, and the blade trembled endlessly. In the next second, it shot straight at Beichen Muxue.

Beichen Muxue lightly grasped the hilt of the sword with five fingers, and the blue long sword seemed to emit cheerful sword sounds.

His face was covered with frost, his eyes were full of anger, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the temperature plummeted.

At this moment, Zhang Zian's spiritual power was exhausted and he was powerless to resist. He looked at Beichen Muxue with a wry smile on his face.

Are you going to die here?

Beichen Muxue held the long sword in his hand, and the sword body emitted a blue light, and the surrounding air vibrated with the sword body, as if being torn apart.

A sword pierced out, turning into a blue rainbow, piercing Zhang Zian's chest at an extremely fast speed.

Beichen Muxue's anger can only be relieved by killing a dirty man.

The long sword rubbed against the air, making an ear-piercing sound.

Looking at the growing sword, Zhang Zian could only smile wryly. There was no spiritual power in his body, and he had no choice but to sit and wait for death.

"Whoosh!"

Just when the long sword was about to pierce Zhang Zian's heart, a yellow light suddenly fell from the sky and protected Zhang Zian's chest.

"boom!"

The long sword pierced the yellow talisman paper, and a huge burst of energy suddenly burst out. Zhang Zian was almost fainted by the impact of the energy, and coughed while clutching his chest.

The yellow talisman immediately burned and turned into ashes, and the long sword whined, crying like a child.

Beichen Muxue frowned, and with a wave of his right hand, the long sword returned to his hand.

At this time, a figure rushed over quickly and landed in front of Zhang Zian, wearing a gray Taoist robe with patches all over it.

"Zian, I felt your aura and rushed over immediately. I didn't expect it was really you."

Zheng Yangzi turned to look at Zhang Zian and said with a smile.

Seeing Zhengyangzi standing in front of him, Zhang Zian almost cried. Just now, he really thought his life was gone.

It was too late for the two of them to reminisce, Beichen Muxue waved the long sword in his hand, and immediately two sword lights shot at the two of them, carrying a shocking sword aura.

Zhengyangzi's eyes froze, and then two talisman papers flew out from his cuffs, hitting Jianguang directly.

"Boom!"

With two loud bangs, Zhengyangzi easily resisted the sword light that made Zhang Zian suffer so much.

Beichen Muxue was very curious, so she didn't continue to attack, but stood the long sword in front of her, staring at Zhengyangzi, trying to see through him.

"Nineteen stops, are you from the Beichen family?"

Zhengyangzi had a wealth of experience, so he saw Beichen Muxue's sword moves at a glance, and guessed Beichen Muxue's identity.

Beichen Muxue was even more puzzled, she could see her own sword moves at a glance, and she could guess her own identity, and felt that Zhengyangzi was not an easy person.

Zhengyangzi smiled, and said without any secrets: "I was still young at that time, and someone once came to Taoist Temple to challenge my master. The two of them were considered a tie. I was very impressed."

Thinking of the battle decades ago, Zhengyangzi's heart swayed. He never thought that his master was so strong, and it was after that that his master decided to teach him all the skills.

Beichen Muxue remembered the family records and wanted to ask.

Zhengyangzi on the opposite side didn't wait for Beichen Muxue to speak, and said first: "After that person left, Master told me that that person's name is Beichen Yingzhe."

Beichen Muxue was greatly moved, because Beichen Yingzhe was none other than her grandfather, the person who truly led the Beichen family to prosperity, known as the genius of the century, if it wasn't for some incidents that caused Beichen Yingzhe to die early, the current sunset National Kendo No.1 is not Zhongshan Bodao.