One strike of the sword can mean life or death. "Moveless as a Mountain" failed to prevent "The Small House Listens to the Spring Rain All Night", and the Immortal Demon Sword also failed to save Xiao Changkong's life.
His head was thrown high, but the lingering sound was still echoing in his throat. Even the protective sword was still wandering around him, and his "immovable as a mountain" was still maintained.
This knife was too fast and sharp. It was so fast that the body didn't even realize that it was dead, and it was so sharp that the protective sword gang had been broken and had not dissipated.
This is killing alive and leaving a sound.
It wasn't until the sound echoed for a long time that blood suddenly spurted out from his neck, the protective blade broke and dissipated, and even the air blade in his hand quietly broke into two pieces, dispersed into gas and disappeared.
"Open your mouth, Demon, keep your mouth shut. I wonder if I have changed my number now? It's not polite."
The light of the sword in Shen Yi's hand gradually dissipated, and he straightened up, returned to the bridge, and said in a loud voice: "Keep going, keep dancing."
Mrs. Honglian followed the words and danced gracefully, and even the other six women were also raising their bodies, occasionally tapping the cannon fodder's heads, using their strength to spin and dance around the sedan.
The cannon fodder was even more elated, and they were slapped with a series of flattery.
"Demon Lord," the Ghost King came closer and whispered, "According to my understanding of my senior brother, he should be observing us at this time, and the whole battle just now must have been in his eyes."
"That's why I killed Xiao Changkong with one blow without any hesitation," Shen Yi's expression remained unchanged, still looking at Miao Wu, "Through the fight, I have seen Ming Fujue's achievements in the "Book of Immortality". The mystery of my sword should take him a long time to ponder."
In terms of strength, Ming Bujue is indeed higher, and in terms of realm, he is temporarily a little higher, but in terms of his understanding of cultivation, understanding of all things, and even the related attainments of yin and yang, life and death, Shen Yi feels that he is still no less than others. .
That sword killed Xiao Changkong cleanly and even cut off the energy blade that Ming Bujue had condensed. If Ming Bujue was really cautious, he should have retreated at this moment.
When the new emperor ascends the throne, the governors of Daxuan Kyushu and the military leaders of various princes should come to the capital to meet him. In addition to expressing their loyalty, they should also have a confrontation between the central and local governments to set the tone for the future.
Moments like this are actually quite critical, especially under the premise that the late emperor suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Thanks to the late emperor, after seeing what happened to Youzhou, the rest of the states now have a very subtle trust in the imperial court in Beijing. .
If King An fails to handle it well this time, even if he sits on the throne, it will not be stable.
In addition, Zhenwu Dao is still waiting over there, and there may be a counterattack at any time. According to common rationality, Ming Bujue, who is already cautious, should be more cautious at this time.
"Unless..." The Ghost King whispered.
"Unless that demonic sword of immortality reveals more than everything."
Shen Yi looked ahead dimly.
At this time, everyone had walked outside a small town. About a hundred miles further, they could see the outermost areas of the capital.
Outside this small town, there is a wine shop. A young scholar is sitting at a square table outside the wine shop. He is holding a bowl of wine in his hand and salutes Shen Yi from a distance.
The leader of Bulao Mountain, Bai Xiaolou's master, Ghost King's senior brother - Ming Bujue, he suddenly appeared in front of him.
There were other people inside and outside the wine shop, including drinkers and waiters, but when Ming Bujue was toasting, they all suddenly stopped and froze their movements.
It's like a perfect ink painting, vividly depicting the scene of a country wine shop, but it just won't move.
The silent silence, centered around Ming Bujue, spread and filled the air, even the cannon fodder who had been shouting all the way shut their mouths.
"Since you're here, why don't you sit down and drink some wine with me and have a heart-to-heart talk?" Ming Bujue chuckled.
It seems that he cannot pass this level directly.
Shen Yi did not show any timidity and floated down, taking the Ghost King, Lady Honglian, Xiongtu, and the newly rescued "ally" Wu Yin together to the wine shop.
"I thought you would retreat."
Shen Yi sat in front of Ming Bujie with a straight face and said without any politeness at all.
"Reversing Yin and Yang, reversing life and death, the mystery of that sword is indeed not bad, but it is still a little short of making me retreat," Ming Bujue gestured with a smile and said, "If I really do this, Be cautious, then the Immortal Demonic Sword sent earlier will not be concentrated with all your strength. Wouldn't that expose my true identity?"
"Seriously?" Shen Yi keenly grasped the words in Ming Bujue's words.
"Yes, 'take it seriously', because it may be a fake caution," Ming Bujue took a sip of wine and said, "Life and death are impermanent, and I am also impermanent. The last thing you should do when doing things is for others to know your thoughts. Some people have been gentlemen all their lives, perhaps just to be a villain once. Some people have been cautious all their lives, perhaps just to do imprudent things when they should be most cautious. Don’t be deceived by the inherent impression.”
"Xiaolou, this is what I personally taught you. Have you forgotten it?"
He talked and laughed happily, and behaved calmly. Although he did not show the aura of a grand master, he gradually became the center of the place. His words showed the meaning of teaching, as if a teacher was treating his students.
"Sorry, I have lost my memory." Shen Yi said lightly.
"So you came to deal with me under the guise of cleaning up the family," Ming Bujue showed a sad look, "Xiaolou, Xiaolou, what did my teacher do wrong to make you so disrespectful? You don't even care. Please call me master."
The words are full of sorrow and the sound is painful. Even the summer sunshine has become gloomy and the hot wind has changed its temperature, bringing with it the desolation and desolation of autumn.
"One thought is like the sky, changing the seasons. The surrounding area has become his domain. The state of endless enlightenment is higher than I expected."
When Shen Yi saw this, he made a mental evaluation.
He now controls Master Daoxu, and he is also aware of all the mysteries of the Tianyuan realm. This ability to change the seasons with his thoughts was completely impossible before Master Daoxu unified the three elements.
Ming Bujue can achieve this step. Even if he has not yet reached the level of the Three Elements Unifying, he is not far away.
"The only thing you did wrong was that you blocked my way."
He was appraising and fearful in his heart, but on the surface, Shen Yi's face showed no fluctuation, and no unnecessary emotion could be heard in his light words.
"Is it blocking the road?" Ming Bujue suddenly smiled again, as bright as spring, and the gloomy colors around him dispersed, "This answer makes me very satisfied. Disciple, you have grown up. But..." ···”
"While blocking your way for the master, you are also blocking the way for the master. Heavenly Demon, since you refused to call me master, I don't need to show mercy."
The change of title seemed to represent a change of mind. Ming Bujue changed his face as soon as he said it, and the surroundings suddenly turned into the chill of winter, with countless cold winds blowing by, bringing endless chill.