Chapter 215(2/2)
The sword light turned into an aurora, rushed into the sky, flew many miles away in the spring breeze, and flew into the mountains.
In Taixuan Jingzhong, I don’t know how many people are watching a big show.
There is blood spilled on the body of the Seven-Star Sword Constellation.
Jian Qiushui held the broken Qiushui sword and fell on a mountain peak. If there was no vitality to support her body, she might have turned into a puddle of mud.
Gao Li has disappeared, and the rest of the sixth realm monks in Qi have died under the light of Nan Fengmian's protective sword.
Nan Fengmian was still looking at Ma Zhaoye.
A shining sword light suddenly burst out from the Seven-Star Sword.
Nan Fengmian realized it later and turned around to look at the Seven-Star Sword.
His expression suddenly changed, and there was more disgust on his face.
"One-word sword?"
Nan Fengmian was thoughtful and lowered his head to look at the moon wheel on the carriage.
Yuelun's long hair was disheveled, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of fear and confusion.
"I don't know who you are, Gao Li is in the light, and the Seven-Star Sword Constellation is in the dark to escort you here.
Even the sword master, who has not made a move for a long time, planted a sword secret for this seven-star sword."
"Am I just out of luck?"
Nan Fengmian felt the quick-kill aura emanating from the Seven-Star Sword and couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.
He sighed, neither his soul nor the domineering sword spirit recovered.
So the young knight simply let go of Xinggu Zhenren from his waist and rubbed his shoulders.
"It fucking hurts."
Nan Fengmian lowered his head and looked at the hideous wound on his shoulder, and said to himself: "It's a pity that I haven't killed the Seven-Star Swordsman before I take action.
The One-word Sword Technique appears, and it seems that I will not be able to go south this time."
"Pooh!"
He spat and did not forget to turn his head and look at Taixuan Jing.
At this time, Nan Fengmian seemed free and easy, but he was a little disappointed in his heart.
Because there is a huge Taixuan Jing behind him, and there are countless powerful people in it, and his father is the Duke of Dafu, the Great Mountain of Dafu, and a former Tianfu Immortal.
Although he has fallen into the realm and is no longer a human immortal, he is still a person who wants to conquer the immortal tower in the sky with his physical body, but now he has to stay in Taixuan Capital in this way.
"Most of the people in Taixuanjing are different from me. I am incompatible with them. Wouldn't it be more uncomfortable for me to stay in Taixuanjing than to take my life?"
Nan Fengmian had many thoughts, and then became more and more angry.
He had originally let go of Xinggu Zhenren's knife hilt, but at this moment, his five fingers joined together and he firmly grasped the hilt of the knife.
"So what about the Sword Master of Qi? Are you going to kill me?"
Nan Fengmian's dim spirit emitted bursts of light again.
Like the breeze blowing by, the gentle chirping of Master Xing Gu, whose reputation has been passed down to the world, came again.
An incomparably majestic sword intent surged from Nan Fengmian's body from bottom to top, and rushed into the sky.
His soul began to burn, and the soul of the domineering sword also burned fiercely.
In Jiang Baishi's mansion, Duke Nan Lao, who had his head lowered, suddenly raised his head.
Jiang Baishi had no cultivation skills, but he still saw something strange in Duke Nan Guo's face.
He frowned and sighed deeply.
The prosperity of Taixuanjing is world-famous, but some people don't want to live in it. This was the case with Dafu Baiyi in the past, and the same is true with Nanfengmian today.
On the self-cultivation tower, Chu Kuangren, who was sitting cross-legged opposite Mr. Guanqi, smashed the cup in his hand to the ground and stood up.
"Since it is a rare good seedling, we must take good care of it.
You can't force him into this prison just because his ambition is not in Dafu or Taixuanjing."
Kuangren Chu squinted his eyes and said: "Dafu has decayed, and countless distracting thoughts cannot be gathered into a unified one. Everyone has their own thoughts, but they are in disarray.
Instead of doing this, it is better for me to smash the seven-star sword with one stick and let the young swordsman go free."
Mr. Guanqi smiled and said: "You are a guest of Taixuanjing. If you send Nanfeng Mian away, who in Taixuanjing will protect Lu Jing?"
Madman Chu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a spiritual thought burst out, suddenly capturing the people in the small pavilion.
Lu Jing, Luo Shubai, and the mysterious young man in Xuanyi.
The young man in black clothes took out a sword.
The hilt of the sword was engraved with a deer head, and the silver-white sword was engraved with many patterns.
When Luo Shubai saw this sword, his expression suddenly changed, and his gaze towards the young man in black clothes became a little fanatical.
Lu Jing has read countless classics and naturally knows the origin of the sword in front of him.
"White Deer..." Lu Jing was still sitting in the small pavilion.
The middle-aged man in Xuanyi put the white deer on the table without saying a word.
Lu Jing wanted to speak, but his mind buried in the mountains suddenly felt a knife intent that seemed to explode.
Lu Jing's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stopped hesitating and picked up the white deer.
When I got the white deer, it only weighed two or three kilograms.
…
Nan Heyu followed the sword light straight into the clouds.
Nan Xuehu rode on Yuelong Mountain and turned into a bloody stream of light that traveled through Taixuanjing.
Nan Heyu had advanced cultivation and was the first to sense the terrifying and domineering spirit of the sword that was filled with destructive meaning.
Her eyes became stiffer and her face turned pale in an instant.
The same is true for Nan Xuehu. He follows Nan Fengmian every day and is a swordsman. Naturally, he knows that the sword intent that soars to the sky comes from Nan Fengmian. He also knows that such a storm-like explosion of sword intent is not a good sign.
From a very far distance, a man in short clothes strode towards the clouds. He frowned, as if he was puzzled by Nan Fengmian's choice.
"He knows that someone in Taixuanjing will eventually protect him, so why would he burn his soul and sword soul?" The man in short clothes has followed Jiang Baishi for decades and has seen many great things in the world, but he has never seen such a figure.
Nan Fengmian once again pulled out the Xing Gu Zhenren.
He held his head high and walked forward through the suddenly rising clouds.
"As Gao Li said, people like me are of little use to Taixuanjing.
You want to keep me and make me a useful person to Taixuanjing!"
"But I, Nan Fengmian, don't want to stay and survive. In this case... Since I can't go south to see the mountains and rivers, I can still be inferior to Taixuanjing."
Nan Fengmian held the knife, his eyes became more determined, and there was no hesitation in his heart.
The aura on his body became more and more violent, with a thrilling feeling, like a strong wind.
The strong wind pushed forward.
The seven-star throne is still trembling.
Nan Fengmian is about to use his sword...
But at this moment, a sword light flew across Taixuan Capital.
A whirlpool instantly formed in the sky.
There is spirit in heaven and earth, a divine thought, a wisp of vitality seems to arouse the spirit of heaven and earth.
Nan Fengmian paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Lu Jing had said to him when he was drinking before...
If you want to intercept and kill the Qi envoy...
He can use a sword!
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Chapter completed!