Chapter 349 Sword Qi Floats the Sky, Laughing at the World
The vitality around Ao Jiuyi was like a heavy rain.
The black dragon was making waves in the heavy rain.
The dragon head and bones behind him and the emerald green dragon horns exude a mysterious aura.
Wisps of breath fell into the body of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, causing his injuries to change and gradually get better.
The huge white dragon shadow behind Feng Zhuhe was bitten into pieces by Ao Jiuyi.
Feng Zhuhe held the long sword in his hand and stood where he was.
As her body filled with energy and blood, the look of surprise in her eyes became more intense.
"Dragon King..."
Feng Zhuhe looked at Ao Jiuyi with his vertical pupils in confusion.
Ao Jiuyi's eyes were hazy, but he had a clear intention to kill.
Just like when he wanted to use the dragon claw to hold the mysterious power and make Lu Jing fall to the ground.
But unlike just now, the naked murderous intent in Ao Jiuyi's eyes was not directed at Lu Jing.
The murderous intention is like a knife, taking care of the black scales on the body of the Dragon King of the East China Sea.
These black scales reflect the figure of the white dragon Fengzhuhe.
Qi Beishan, Wang Yangong and even the prince of the Eastern Lady Kingdom were also a little at a loss.
"It's not an exaggeration to say that Long and Lu Jing have a deep hatred.
Why does Ao Jiuyi want to help Lu Jing?" Wang Yangong's thoughts flashed.
The long harp in Qi Beishan's hand plays the sound of flowing water and high mountains, and the sound of deep sea and distant sky.
When the sound of the piano blew over the black dragon's true body, the famous man from Qi was shocked. A wisp of energy appeared and disappeared from Ao Jiuyi's body. An extremely weak energy floated out, went straight into the void and disappeared into the clouds. In the end, it disappeared
I don't know where I went.
"Is it because of the Dragon Slaying Platform?" Qi Beishan's pupils narrowed.
His eyes at this time were just like Qi Hanzhang and Gu Chenxiao in the valley.
Gu Chenxiao's eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty.
Qi Hanzhang held the dragon pen in his hand, his eyes filled with wonder.
"As my uncle said, this Lu Jing is not only a real scholar, but also a real strong man."
Qi Hanzhang met Lu Jing on the river road.
I originally thought that Lu Jing was just a genius with a good heart and a gentleman who read many classics.
But later, Lu Jing raised his sword in the middle of the river to slay dragons and killed people according to the stars, which made Qi Hanzhang see Lu Jing's happy side of revenge.
But today, outside Taixuanjing.
However, Qi Hanzhang clearly saw that Lu Jing had not only the spirit of scholarly business, but also the desire for pleasure and grudges.
He stood in the clouds, with the black dragon entrenched behind the Dragon King of the South China Sea in the distance, and he nodded and saluted Lu Jing.
Three hundred warriors riding tigers stood on the top of the mountain. The majestic energy and blood flowed from the men in black armor and merged with Lu Jing's weak aura!
At this moment, Lu Jing is still dressed as a scholar, but he has the air of a general and a domineering aura as if he wants to annex mountains and rivers!
"Dafu has no shortage of unparalleled geniuses...but there are only three or five young people like this in the entire Dafu..."
Qi Hanzhang's eyes were fierce.
He thought of the Marquis of Zhongshan who was awarded the title of Marquis for his military exploits, of Yu Dongshen who carried the three states of Anhui on his shoulders, and now he also thought of Shang Min, the sword-armored man in black who had been famous all over the world since he was a boy.
In addition, in Qi Hanzhang's opinion, when it comes to the fact that the entire Dafu comes from many surrounding countries, there are only a few who can compare with Lu Jing!
"But I don't know whether those Fu Immortals and Sword Immortals from the Five Cities on the Twelfth Floor can compare with Lu Jing."
Gu Chenxiao's clenched fists clenched even tighter.
He stood in front of the carriage, driven by Fan Yuan who had gone to Kongshan Lane to visit Lu Jing.
Fan Yuan also wore black armor like those warriors riding tigers.
He was sitting on the carriage, holding the reins of the two horses in his hands, and did not dare to look at Gu Chenxiao's back.
Gu Chenxiao's body has become thinner and thinner. From a distance, he looks like a white skeleton wrapped in a luxurious robe.
"The prince has a devil in his heart, but he meets a proud man who is not afraid of the devil.
It's good now that Tianjiao has become the devil's obsession, but in Taixuanjing, the devil is not only unable to do anything to Tianjiao, but is even frightened by the sword in Tianjiao's hand."
When Fan Yuan thought of this, he suppressed the look on his face again.
He didn't dare to let Gu Chenxiao see his sad expression.
The whites of Gu Chenxiao's eyes were full of blue bloodshot eyes, and his bright red lips were almost oozing with blood.
"Why? This scholar Lu Jing was born. He has never been in the army, has never seen the real atmosphere of a large army, and has never practiced the mysterious skills of battle formation. How can he be able to fuse his energy and blood with these three hundred tiger-riding troops?
In the battle formation!"
"He defeated the Dragon King of the East China Sea. He clearly exhausted his own energy and blood, and his body became an empty shell of energy and blood. How could he gather energy and blood with the help of these three hundred tiger-riding troops?"
"Scholar! Sword Armor! Duke! Now he is like an overlord! General!
Why is it that Lu Jing has taken up all the good things in the world?"
"I am Gu Chenxiao, the crown prince of Qi State, a true nobleman, and I will be in charge of Qi State in the future.
A person like me just took a few humble lives, so why should Lu Jing..."
Gu Chenxiao bit his lips, and bright red blood flowed from his lips.
His mind was filled with resentment and hatred, as if he wanted to eat Lu Jingsheng alive.
But just when he was hysterical.
Lu Jing, who was walking towards the righteous Taixuanjing, seemed to have noticed his gaze.
The young prince lowered his head as usual and looked at Gu Chenxiao.
In an instant.
The thoughts in Gu Chenxiao's mind stopped instantly.
The evil prince of Qi State suddenly felt a sharp sword energy coming out of Lu Jing's eyes.
The martial arts spirit brewed by Gu Chenxiao collided with Lu Jing's soul sword energy.
Click!
There was a crisp sound.
Gu Chenxiao's martial arts spirit, which was born from worshiping demons, was shattered almost instantly.
He stared at Lu Jing in shock. Blood was flowing from his seven orifices. Severe pain came from his internal organs, instantly draining all Gu Chenxiao's strength.
The once arrogant prince of Qi fell down.
Fan Yuan on the carriage turned into an afterimage with quick eyes and quick hands to support Gu Chenxiao.
"Mr. Jing Guo, my master is the prince of Qi after all. Why do you indiscriminately..."
Fan Yuan was a subject and his master was humiliated, but he was still worthy of his status and the black armor he wore, and even dared to raise his head and question Lu Jing.
Lu Jing glanced at Fan Yuan and just shook his head: "The ancient prince also wants to be like this famous scholar in Qi, blocking my way and cutting off my ambitions. Naturally, I can't favor one and treat him the other. I have to give him some respect."
Fan Yuan's face turned red and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
What kind of cultivation level does Lu Jing have today?
Gu Chenxiao had just recovered from his injury, so how could he dare to block his way?
He was about to question.
But Lu Jing thought to himself and said: "The ancient prince is staying safely in Hengshan Mansion, which is a good thing for me to conquer Taixuanjing, and for King Qi Yuan of Qi State..."
"If he wanders around Xuandu every day, he will inevitably be burdened by the demons in his heart.
Lu... would inevitably draw his sword and kill him.
General Fan Yuan, take him back to Hengshan Mansion and he will not be allowed to leave the mansion within a year."
"Another year?" Fan Yuan's expression gradually calmed down: "The last time Mr. Lu Jing was accused of Hengshan Mansion, it was because Hengshan Mansion made a mistake first. Is Mr. Lu Jing a legal authority?
I wonder why Mr. Lu Jing wants to offend Hengshan Mansion today? Is it a crime to come to this valley to enjoy the flowers and go for an outing?"
The sound of the piano gurgling.
The artistic conception is ups and downs, just like the falling poplars and their crows, and the crescent moon shines in the sky, and a few points of light fall.
But whether it is the settling of poplar flowers or the brilliance of the crescent moon.
It is mixed with wisps of magical energy and bits of mysterious magic.
The crescent moon fell to the ground and turned into a sharp sword energy.
Poplar flowers are falling, each petal is like a heavy raw stone.
And Wang Yangong holds the iron pen, just like the bells and drums at the beginning of the long night, and the stars are about to dawn.
It was like the dark night sky above him, but it was like day below him.
The stars, bells and drums, the long night and the day create a star palace.
In the Star Palace, Wang Beard's spirit is holding a pen in his hand, leaning on the table to write.
That misty atmosphere made the world feel like a big dream.
In the big dream, there are stunning figures and spring breezes.
Whether it was the spring breeze, the peaches and plums, or the beautiful shadows, they all came out of the star palace to see Lu Jing.
Lu Jing held the Black Gold of Tu Xian in his hand. He looked straight ahead, but his voice floated into Fan Yuan's ears like smoke.
"You and the ancient prince only think of me... as using my power to overwhelm others!"
Lu Jing didn't explain much.
Along the way, he saw the power in the court, the unfairness of the world, and the real dragons on the Hezhong Road who frequently killed people.
He even saw the two killing stars of Jidu Luohu on Lutan, and realized that he seemed to have become a pawn of the sage in Taixuan Palace.
Since we are chess pieces, why do we need to follow the rules everywhere?
Since he is a wicked person, why should he always take the law as the result? If he takes the sword in his hand as the result, as long as the sword is sharp, how can the prince of Qi say no?
The black gold of the slaughtered immortal turned into flowing light.
Lu Jing walks along.
Fan Yuan, Qi Hanzhang and even the evil prince Gu Chenhao all heard what Lu Jing said.
Gu Chenxiao screamed miserably.
Qi Hanzhang shuddered.
Fan Yuan opened his eyes wide and looked at Lu Jing very seriously.
He remembered that when he first visited Lu Jing, he wanted to ask him to paint for Gu Chenxiao.
At that time, in his eyes, Lu Jing was a young gentleman who was responsible for every move he made and had etiquette in every thought.
"Over the course of more than a year, I think this young gentleman from the past has gradually understood that in this world, one should not ask about the process, but only about the cause and effect."
The black-armored general picked up his prince, got into the carriage, and drove away.
The Crown Prince of Dongnu Kingdom, who had already taken several steps, was still surrounded by wisps of sword energy, and another phantom of magical power appeared.
He stood at the end of the path.
He was the first to take action just now, but in Qi Beishan, both the king and the beard took action.
But he put down his hand on the hilt of the sword.
The leader of the Sophora Gang had deep eyes, a painting-like appearance, and an elegant look.
But at this moment, he frowned slightly, watching Lu Jing's sword keep brewing, and his sword energy became more domineering from its original sharpness.
How many breaths of time have passed.
The leader of the Huai Gang turned around without saying a word and walked towards the way he came.
Qi Beishan was a little surprised.
Wang Yangong couldn't help but frowned and scolded: "Since you are here to block the road, why should you retreat in the face of the battle?"
The leader of the Huai Gang walked towards the end of the path, waved his hand and said...
Then, at Qibei Mountain, Wang Beardong heard laughter: "If you want to kill Lu Jing, I will definitely accompany you in the future.
Today, you guys can't stop Lu Jing from entering Taixuan Capital, so you should beg for mercy and retreat earlier, lest he draw his sword and kill you."
…
Nan Heyu sits cross-legged on the icy peak of Jiao Shen Mountain.
Luo Mingyue carries the famous sword Toad Soul behind him, and the sword exudes a hint of cold air.
"Since this human sword energy has no destiny for you, why are you so persistent, He Yu?"
Luo Mingyue, the great master of Yuxing Island Kendo, spoke slowly.
As she spoke, she stared at the valley in the distance.
Vaguely, a ray of sword light surged from her body, covering the ice peak and covering up Nan Heyu's energy.
This prevented Nan Heyu from seeing what was happening in the valley.
Nan Heyu stood in front of the line of text written by Lu Jing.
There seemed to be sadness brewing in her eyes, and the beautiful water was filled with brilliance.
"Master, since I can cultivate this feathered sword heart, why can't I see through this human sword spirit?" Nan Heyu turned around and asked carefully.
She noticed the way Luo Mingyue looked at the valley, and followed her master's eyes, but she didn't notice anything. She just thought that Luo Mingyue was admiring the beautiful scenery in the valley.
Luo Mingyue patiently answered: "Sword energy in the world requires not only attainments in swordsmanship, but also more than just a sword heart.
For example, Mr. Ji Chen'an, the fourth gentleman, still needs a heart that can see the world, and a pair of eyes that can see the good and evil in the world."
"Cultivation of the sword is also about cultivating the spirit."
When Nan Heyu heard Luo Mingyue's answer, for some reason, his eyes became more certain.
"Even if I can't understand the sword spirit of this world, I can still carefully understand Mr. Lu Jing's words.
I have traveled back and forth to Yuxing Island and Taixuan Capital many times, but I only focused on flying on my sword and never looked down at the human world.
Later, because I wanted to apologize to Mr. Lu Jing, I followed him to the bank of the Zhutai River, and I saw that even in Huanghuang Xuandu, there were evil people who were devouring innocent children.
Later, because Mr. Lu Jing broke into the Hengshan Mansion, I learned that the Prince of Qi had actually set up a secret room in the Hengshan Mansion to torture... innocent women.
Later, Mr. Lu Jing went to Hezhong Road, and I saw that not far from Taixuan Jing, there was a mountain of bones."
"It is precisely because of these bones that Mr. Lu Jing has no hesitation in offending the five sea dragon genus, writing righteous words and righteous words, and drawing his sword to kill the Dragon King."
"At that time, when I first saw Mr. Lu Jing's line of writing, I didn't know what it meant.
After walking along the Middle River Road, looking back, I already somewhat understand what it means to be saved from hopelessness."
Luo Mingyue let out a long sigh: "Can't you see that Lu Jingxin belongs to you?"
"What's more... with Lu Jing's temperament, something will always happen.
He may not be able to hold on to his own temperament, or he may die in response to his own temperament."
When Nan Heyu heard Luo Mingyue's words, Qing Yue's gentle smile appeared in his mind.
At this moment, the swordsman genius of Nanguo Duke's Palace finally no longer wanted to suppress his emotions.
"Master, you also said that Lu Jing is different. You also said that he has a pure heart and a pair of eyes that see the world.
I would like to ask, in Taixuan Capital, who else, except Lu Jing, can see the sword energy in the world?"
Nan Heyu knew that the long-suppressed love in his heart did not arise out of nowhere.
I see all living beings as grass and trees, but I see you as a green mountain.
"Since you have thoughts in your heart, why should you be hesitant? Just keep this mind and move forward. You won't bother Mr. Lu Jing even if you think about it."
Nan Heyu said this.
Luo Mingyue was about to speak when she sensed something and suddenly turned her head to look at the valley.
However, the ice peak that originally enveloped Luo Mingyue's sword energy was suddenly shaken by a sword energy coming from hundreds of miles away and shattered in an instant!
Nan Heyu was a little stunned.
Behind Luo Mingyue, the famous Toad Soul Sword, ranked ninth in the world, kept vibrating!
However, from the valley, a sword energy containing the power of swallowing the sky, a sharp atmosphere, the brilliance of the scorching sun, the power of thunder, and a brand-new domineering spirit soared up into the sky.
The sword energy stretched across the sky, spanning hundreds of miles, cutting off a small path on the ground, and paving a smooth path for the sword energy.
Nan Heyu only felt that the sword energy was very familiar. Her mind wandered and she looked forward.
But he saw a black dragon crawling beside Lu Jing.
Around the long sword road, you can vaguely see the star palace, the divine tower, and the real dragon bowing its head.
Lu Jing entered Taixuan Capital with a sword on his waist and his head held high.
The edge of the sword energy is peerless!
The concubine of the past is now the Duke of Jing, wearing white clothes and walking in the air, with a spirit that is as sharp as his own sword energy.
The sword energy is flying across the sky, laughing at the world, which is nothing.