Chu Fenglan, the deputy sect leader of the Chenhuang Sect, felt a chill in his heart. When he looked up, he saw the blazing sword light in the air suddenly split into four. The next moment, his body was locked by one of the sword energies and he was unable to move.
Chu Fenglan's heart trembled, and he was about to be scared out of his body. He hurriedly turned to look at his ancestor Chu Ruoshui, but he didn't have time to make a sound. There was a soft "Peng" sound, and the body of the Yuanying realm monk was in the sword light.
It turned into a rain of blood.
"Not good..."
Ancestor Chu Ruoshui felt a chill in his heart. He hurriedly rubbed his body in a sword light and wanted to escape, but that sword energy flew through the air and the air machine had completely locked onto him. He couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
Yes, for a moment, Chu Ruoshui suddenly opened his fingers, grabbed one of Chu Xiantong's jade arms, and shouted: "Xian Tong blocked this disaster for me, and there will be a heavy reward!"
"???"
Chu Xiantong had an angry look on his face, but in the midst of the lightning and flint, the sword energy suddenly changed direction, and a zigzag line bypassed Chu Xiantong's delicate body. The next moment, the sword energy swept across and hit hard on the body.
On top of Chu Ruoshui's body, Chu Ruoshui suddenly let out a wail, and died on the spot. While his body turned into a rain of blood, a courtyard wall behind him was also crushed into flying powder by the sword energy rolling by.
"..."
Chu Xiantong looked at the tragic death of his ancestor, and felt a chill in his heart. If he had not gone to find Lin Zhao in the afternoon, and had not had Lin Zhao's words of forgiveness, I am afraid that he would have ended up like this at this time.
The swordsman can be said to be the best in the world. If he can cut out four sword qi with one sword, he probably won't mind splitting the fifth sword qi, right?
With the sword intent in the air, Lin Zhao knew who it was. In the human world, the only one with such a strong sword intent was Lin Wanhua. Even Xiao Jiuer's sword intent was slightly inferior. For a moment, he held the Liquan sword and
He passed by, grabbed Liu Liying's arm and led her into the bamboo forest in the courtyard. Behind him, a blazing sword energy fell from the sky and headed straight for Zhao Qian.
Zhao Qian is obviously a monk in the Galaxy realm, a figure on the top of the mountain in Baihua Tianxia, but facing that blazing sword energy, a feeling of fear comes from deep in his heart. This sword is definitely not just Zhao Qian's.
It can be resisted, and there is no possibility of avoiding it. The various immortal talismans, immortal magic tools and the like that have been accumulated in the storage bag for so many years have become decorations and cannot help at all.
.
In despair, Zhao Qian shouted: "Master Wu Xian, save me!"
Wu Yuanzi held an oil-paper umbrella and looked up at the powerful sword that descended from the sky. He was too busy taking care of himself that he couldn't care about Zhao Qian. He frowned, but felt it was a pity that Zhao Qian was a chess piece laid out by the Xu Dynasty.
It has been many years, and now it is just about time to harvest, but unexpectedly, a banished immortal like Lin Zhao appeared, disrupting his entire chess game. Zhao Qian died as soon as he died, which is a pity. I am afraid that he will control the Xu Dynasty in the future.
It is time to create a new chess piece.
"laugh!"
The sword light swept across, Zhao Qian's body stood on the spot, a puff of blood spurted out from his neck, and his head had already rolled to the corner of the street. No one would have thought that the dignified Xu Dynasty's national advisor and prime minister would meet.
He ended up dead on the street.
At the same time, the Sword-Suppressing Spiritual Mirror, which was Zhao Qian's natal object, was also destroyed by Lin Wanhua's sword. However, the magic of Lin Wanhua's sword was that it shattered the Spiritual Mirror, but did not injure the person detained in the Spiritual Mirror at all.
In an instant, all eighteen flying swords, including Feijian Mingyue, flew out of the spiritual mirror and turned into wisps of light and flew back to Lin Zhaoling Ruins.
…
"Peng!"
In the air, the most blazing sword energy finally arrived and struck hard at the oil-paper umbrella held up by Wu Yuanzi. For a moment, there were wisps of blood-colored cuneiform characters surging on the oil-paper umbrella, and a hemispherical shape formed with a "buzz" sound.
The golden protective wall shrouded Wu Yuanzi, but the sword energy in the air was too strong. The protective wall continued to collapse, and it seemed that it could no longer hold it.
At this moment, a voice surged in Lin Zhao's heart.
"Xiao Zhao, there are only two Lotus Seeds of Fortune on the Stone of Destiny, so we can only open the exit of Baihua Tianxia twice from the outside. The last time was at Qinglu Inn, and this time in the capital. The next step is to
You are leaving on your own, so be careful in everything you do. We will wait for you in our natural habitat."
"Mr.'s sir?"
Lin Zhao was stunned and immediately raised his fists in the air: "I understand, sir, sir, please rest assured!"
The next moment, the Tianmen closed, and the last touch of the fourth sword energy handed out by Lin Wanhua was delivered, and it struck hard on the oil paper umbrella held by Wu Yuanzi.
"Bang——"
Amidst the loud noise, the golden protective wall completely exploded. At the same time, the oil-paper umbrella shuddered, and one of its branches shattered directly. This oil-paper umbrella seemed to be Wu Yuanzi's natal possession. The moment the oil-paper umbrella collapsed, Wu Yuanzi also vomited out
He took a mouthful of blood, put the oil-paper umbrella together in a look of embarrassment, looked up into the sky, and said with a ferocious smile: "Is this all you can do?"
…
A separate garden on the top of a mountain, naturally at the forefront.
"ah?!"
Lin Wanhua gritted her silver teeth, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief, and said: "Why can't my peak sword kill Wu Yuanzi, a mere eleventh-level monk?"
"well……"
The old man sighed and said: "It's just because you are still a monk in the human world, Lin Wanhua. Although you are in the thirteenth realm, you have never transcended the tribulation and ascended. If you have ascended and merged with the fate of the upper realm, then what will happen to you?"
Let alone Wu Yuanzi, even ten Wu Yuanzi tied together would be enough to kill him with one sword."
"Why?"
Su Qingjiu blinked: "Old sir, can't a human swordsman be able to kill Wu Yuanzi?"
"Disaster."
The old man frowned and said: "After all, Wu Yuanzi is not an ordinary monk, not even a human being. He is a kind of telepathy in himself, an existence beyond the three realms and not in the five elements. Lin Wanhua's sword is certainly powerful,
But after all, he lacks the foundation to merge with the Great Dao of the Upper Realm, but there is no need to rush this, this person should not have been dealt with by monks like you from the lower realm."
Chen Ben clenched his fists: "Brother Lin Zhao is still in Baihua Tianxia, are you okay?"
"fine."
The old gentleman narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "We are not the only ones protecting Xiao Zhao in this world, don't worry."
"oh……"
Lin Wanhua, Su Qingjiu, Zhi Zhi, Tong Yu and others nodded slightly, but the worry on their faces could not be concealed.
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A world of flowers, Ning'an City.
At this time, half of the Vice Minister's Mansion was razed to the ground by the fighting. Lu Huaining, surrounded by a group of servants, retreated to the front of the screen wall, with his hands clasped and his expression extremely complicated. This battle was really something he had not expected. With Lu Huaining's
Temperament, even if he dies, he still wants to keep his reputation as a loyal minister, but how can he keep the situation in front of him? Zhao Qian, the national counselor and prime minister, was killed, and his head was hanging under the wall of his own courtyard. If the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty knew about this,
Remarkable?
After all, the emperor Xu Chen also studied under Zhao Qian, the national master!
Lin Zhao held Li Quan and protected Liu Liying behind him, looking straight at Wu Yuanzi outside the collapsed courtyard wall. Although Wu Yuanzi took Lin Wanhua's sword, he was only injured and his fighting power was still there. This was more terrifying.
Lin Wanhua is a person who cannot be killed with a single sword. To put it bluntly, it would not be difficult for him to destroy the entire Baihua Tianxia.
The next moment, Lin Zhao glanced at Chu Xiantong and said in his heart: "Still not leaving?"
Chu Xiantong gritted her teeth and said, "I'm leaving now, what are you going to do?"
"I have my own misfortunes and blessings. You don't have to worry about it. You can't control it. First, save a little bit of your bloodline from the Huang Sect. Don't let everyone die here. The Xu Dynasty still needs some sects from Zhengdao Mountain."
"knew."
Chu Xiantong's eyes were complicated and she said: "Lin Zhao, you must cherish it!"
With that said, Chu Xiantong withdrew and retreated. Immediately, more than a dozen monks from the Huang Sect also followed Chu Xiantong and exited the capital battlefield one by one. After all, they didn't really want to fight in the first place. The purpose of this battle was to kill Lu Huaining and banish him.
One of the immortals is a representative of the Qing Dynasty in the imperial court, and the other is the banished immortal who killed the second prince Xu Beiwei. If you really kill them, you will definitely bear a lifetime of infamy.
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"Lin Zhao!"
The arms of the fish in the pond were stained with blood, but he still forced himself to take a breath of spiritual energy and said in his heart: "You take uncle, Li Ying and Mr. Lu away. I will block you here and delay the time for you."
"How can you stop someone from the Nine Realms?" Lin Zhao frowned.
The fish in the pond smiled and said, "I have my own way."
With that said, the fish in the pond stepped forward, a sword heart buzzed in the Lingxu, and the whole body seemed to be scattered.
Is he going to...detonate his sword heart?!
At this moment, Lin Zhao had a little more respect for Chi Zhongyu. Although he was a useless person who couldn't be supported emotionally, morally speaking, Chi Zhongyu was definitely the mainstay of the righteous monks in Baihua World.
No wonder Wu Yuanzi wanted to destroy the Taoist heart of the fish in the pond.
"Go away!"
Wu Yuanzi suddenly opened his fingers, and suddenly a black air flow came through the air, directly wrapping the body of the fish in the pond, and then carried him flying out, hitting the rockery in the courtyard heavily, and sneered: "Just rely on it.
What qualifications do you, a mere Nine Realm, have to show off as a hero in front of me?"
Lin Zhao glanced at the fish in the pond from afar. He just fainted and was not in danger of his life. However, the black air current wrapped around the fish in the pond... made Lin Zhao extremely afraid. It seemed that it should not be done at all.
It is something that remains in the world.
…
"It's our turn."
Wu Yuanzi gently waved his hand, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and said with a smile: "You asked for the folding fan goddess Liu Liying on the Lingze River. Then, who in this world will ask for your heart for Lin Zhao?"
As he spoke, Wu Yuanzi waved his long sleeves, and wisps of black air behind him suddenly condensed into two people.
One was a young girl wearing an apricot yellow dress. She had a light face and was looking at Lin Zhao with a smile like a flower.
One was a middle-aged scholar wearing a gray-white Confucian shirt, holding a scroll in his hand. He was Mr. Qin, who was smiling and nodding at Lin Zhao.