: The enlightened spirit creates mysterious meanings, the old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple dominates all the officials [please vote for me]

The sword energy is like light rushing into the bullfight, and the heroic spirit reaches the sky and shatters the dusk clouds!

A white light soared into the sky, like a beam of light, pouring into the misty dusk clouds, as if it had knocked away the huge hollow vortex of the black clouds containing the spring rain.

Invincible power, heroic spirit, and awe-inspiring sword energy!

The three qi energy intertwined, and at this moment, on the Wanghu Tower, the young man's whole body was glowing, like a peerless immortal, holding a sword, wanting to cut away the injustice in his heart.

A common man values ​​loyalty and is willing to use the sword with his hands!

The desire for peace and happiness was in his heart, so he would not hesitate too much and kill boldly. Ever since he stood up from the white jade long embankment, facing the ink pond, he had been determined to kill.

The green mountain hummed, low and pleasant, although it was difficult to break through the defense of the Vajra Bell due to Anle's cultivation.

But the green mountains are naturally impressive, echoing An Le's furious mood, as if they have turned into a peerless sharp sword. Under the tattered bamboo blade, there is hidden pride that can cut down all things.

This tattered bamboo sword of unknown rank seems to show its edge to the entire world. It is so sharp that even a third-grade defensive magic weapon cannot stop its edge!

Anle Shang felt that it was not safe, so he used some curiosity aroused by his heroic spirit to bless his own strength and cultivation.

[Haoqi Yin] Daoguo is Anle's real trump card. Even in the confrontation with Monk Fakong, it did not cause any harm.

Because for Anle, the heroic spirit is an external force that fights across large boundaries. Under the heroic spirit, the strength can be greatly increased.

Therefore, Anle easily did not use Hao Qi Yin, but this time, in order to break the defense of the diamond bell, he drew a ray of Hao Qi Yin's power.

There is not much heroic spirit, but one ray is of great importance.

Under a ray, the defense of the diamond bell, which should have been broken by practitioners of the Seventh Realm, was cut open by Anle at this moment!

Qin Qianqiu, who was hiding inside and did not think he would encounter a death crisis, penetrated with a sword and nailed him to the ground!

The wooden boards on the floor of Wanghu Tower whined under the weight, and seemed to be about to break apart.

An Le's sword-breaking strength, coupled with his heroic spirit, and the sharpness of Qingshan, finally broke Qin Qianqiu's turtle shell, and a mournful sound of bells and pans exploded around him.

All the golden light of the ancient clock around Qin Qianqiu dispersed, and the small clock pendant on his chest suddenly split into two halves, and the divine light disappeared.

Qin Qianqiu, who was hiding under the diamond bell, finally showed his physical form.

A sword pierced through the chest, bringing up a bloom of bright red blood flowers.

Red blood surged from the floor.

There was still a hint of disbelief in Qin Qianqiu's eyes, and the world seemed to be quiet at this moment. He felt the bamboo sword passing through his chest, as if life and strength were quickly leaving his flesh and blood.

His cultivation did not form any obstacle or resistance in the face of An Le.

This handsome young man in white clothes in front of me really wants to kill him, really dares to kill him!

Death was getting closer and closer to him.

In Qin Qianqiu's eyes, fear was like black ink poured into a clear pool of water, spreading rapidly and swallowing up the entire clear pool of water in an instant.

When he is superior, he can easily control the life and death of others and play with the lives of the weak.

However, when he falls into the dust and is close to death, he will also be afraid.

Even more frightened than the weak ones who were dominated and played by him!

"Spare...spare me..."

Qin Qianqiu was nailed to the ground, and the wooden floor behind him exploded into a shape like a Buddha's lotus. He raised his hands with difficulty, clasped his palms together, and made a plea.

In the face of death, he is not much nobler than anyone else.

An Le sits in white clothes and the spring breeze blows, and the ink pool hangs on her shoulder.

He looked at Qin Qianqiu on the ground calmly and said: "Again and again, never again, a gentleman repays grievances with honesty, and it is in line with my mood."

"The spirit, the heroic spirit, and the awe-inspiring sword energy all need to be in harmony, and if they are to be in harmony, you will need to die."

Anle Road.

"If you kill me... you will face the thunderous wrath of Qin Xiangfu! You will also provoke the wrath of the eldest prince!"

Qin Qianqiu felt the real murderous intent in the air and could no longer hold back. He vomited blood and tears kept flowing.

He had never felt despair. He had been well clothed and well-fed since he was a child, held in the palm of Prime Minister Qin's hand, and felt endless glory and wealth. For the first time, he understood... the suffocation caused by despair was really like an abyss.

Why didn't those civil servants in the Prime Minister's Office of Qin come to rescue him?

Why didn't any of the military attachés and generals under the eldest prince come to rescue him?

Qin Qianqiu no longer knew, and he couldn't control that much. He was so noble, and he finally started to beg for mercy in a low voice.

However, An Le has made up his mind. If he does not kill Qin Qianqiu today, his whole spirit will be shaken, unable to stabilize, or even collapse. This is definitely not what he wants to see.

Today's incident has become a big deal. With his mental perception, he can clearly sense the many powerful Yuan Shen Qi machines outside Wanghu Tower. The Yuan Shen is like a bright sun. The intensity of his mind seems to be able to overthrow the West Lake.

water.

However, these strong men were all stopped by Li Youan and stopped outside Wanghu Tower.

Obviously, Li Youan was creating favorable conditions for him.

If Anle shrinks back at this moment, or stops holding the sword out of fear or weakness, it will not only chill his heart, but also dampen his spirit.

There was also the old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple who stood up for him, and Li Youan who blocked many powerful people for him.

Isn't it because of their youthful spirit that they took action for him?

For that soaring pride?!

Qin Qianqiu's begging for mercy was reflected in Anle's eyes. Outside Wanghu Tower, there was also a powerful practitioner's soul vibrating and shouting, telling Anle to calm down and not to kill him.

However, Anle no longer listens.

Mochi slowly sank, the tip of the sword pointed down, and under the control of his mind, it hung above Qin Qianqiu's head.

Qin Qianqiu's eyes tightened, staring at the sword suspended above his head, a chill and despair completely spreading throughout his body.

"No!"

Qin Qianqiu growled.

The ink pool fell, instantly piercing Qin Qianqiu's eyebrows, penetrating his head sharply, and piercing the wooden floor of Wanghu Tower.

Qin Qianqiu's roar and vitality were cut off almost instantly.

The Qi in Anle's body was running more smoothly at this moment, and the spring breeze suddenly surged in the Wanghu floor, blowing up his clothes.

The heroic spirit poured into the cloud flow began to slowly dissipate, but the brilliant sword energy became clearer and purer as if after a baptism.

The most important thing is that the young man's spirit is no longer blocked at this moment, and he can reach the gods.

at the same time.

In front of Anle's eyes, a blue light curtain appeared.

The feedback brought about by the fearless mind path fruit.

Killing Monk Fakong, who was in the fifth realm of body-forging, the feedback he brought was naturally good. Under Anle's white clothes, his body seemed to make the sound of gold and iron clashing, and a majestic energy and blood surged in his body.

, spurting out from the inner elixir, traveling all over the body, causing the body to evaporate with heat.

The round inner elixir hangs in the Dantian, and vaguely, ancient demon tigers roar and fall into the stars, ferocious beasts shake mountains, demon apes roar in empty valleys, and other strange phenomena emerge and blend into the Dantian.

The four realms of physical training, martial arts and mystical meanings will come naturally.

Most of the mystical meanings of martial arts are inseparably related to one's own physical training method. The so-called mysterious meaning is actually the understanding of the essence of the method. When the essence is understood, the circulation of Qi and blood can burst out mysterious phenomena.

It is similar to a mirage-like illusion formed when Qi and blood are steaming.

This is the mysterious meaning of martial arts. Although it is an illusion, it can play an unexpected role if it is added to the attack during the battle.

An Le studied the "Ancient Demons and Five Animals Sutra", and now he naturally understands the profound meaning of martial arts, which is the ancient demons and five animals, integrating the five animals' visions into the Dantian.

At this moment, Anle's physical training cultivation was reflected by the [Fearless Heart] Dao Fruit, and a wave of pure energy spread throughout the body, completely breaking through the barriers, comprehending the profound meaning of martial arts, and stepping into the fourth realm of physical training!

As for the realm of refining the gods, because he had just condensed his soul and the feedback from Qing Qi had improved him a lot, he was still far behind in reaching the level of refining the gods and sitting in oblivion.

However, Anle's Yuan Shen became much stronger under the feedback of Qing Qi. He sat on the heart sword embryo like a real god.

The mind moved slightly.

Qingshan and Mochi rose from Qin Qianqiu's body and returned to his side.

The sword body trembled slightly, shaking off the blood stained on it. Anle pinned the two swords to his waist, and his hair and white clothes rustled in the strong wind above the tall building.

In Wanghu Tower, Wang Qinhe lay on the ground, staring blankly at An Le who broke the diamond bell without hesitation and killed Qin Qianqiu.

At this moment, a chill surged from Wang Qinhe's heart. Of course, what was more, there was a sense of sadness. Seeing his friend die beside him, his mind suffered an extremely strong impact.

He still didn't understand why Anle insisted on killing Qin Qianqiu.

Killing Qin Qianqiu would be tantamount to completely angering Prime Minister Qin. When the time comes, Prime Minister Qin will definitely be as angry as a mountain falling apart. Even though there is someone behind An Le, he will definitely not be able to protect him all the time.

With Prime Minister Qin's methods, Anle will eventually be killed.

The conflict between the Lin Mansion and Prime Minister Qin's Mansion was due to the death of the eldest son of Prime Minister Qin's Mansion. Now, Anle has killed Prime Minister Qin's favorite child.

This hatred is completely beyond redemption.
To be continued...