Chapter 190 Two Sword Immortals duel at the beginning
An Jing raised his eyebrows. He had been waiting for someone from the Lu family to take action, but he never thought that Lu Jingchun in front of him would actually let him take action.
Even though I had a lot of doubts in my heart, I couldn't care less at this critical moment.
An Jing turned his wrist and patted the scabbard lightly.
"Chi!"
Three rays of cold sword light suddenly shot out from the scabbard and flew rapidly forward.
Zhong Binru strode forward and arrived in front of Tan Yun in the blink of an eye.
"not good!"
Tan Yun also felt bad, so he drew the Buddha Sword and swept away.
"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing."
Zhong Binru looked indifferent and flicked his finger.
"Ding!"
Tan Yun only felt a huge force coming from the Futu Sword, which made her arms tingle and numb, and she stepped back continuously, and blood flowed out from the tiger's mouth where she was holding the sword.
"Um!?"
Just when Zhong Binru was about to move forward, he suddenly felt an inexplicable cold air behind him, and then he slashed the Emperor's Sword behind him.
"Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded, and sword energy storms formed when the sword lights intertwined...
Many masters were shocked when they saw this. Who could actually fight the sword-wielding father-in-law Zhong Binru without deciding the outcome?
The three sword lights gradually merged into one, and then flew into the master's hand.
Zhong Binru looked at the man in black robe in front of him and frowned slightly: "Ghost Swordsman, do you want to be an enemy of the imperial court and the Human Emperor?"
An Jing's action instantly attracted the attention of many people present.
You must know that the ghost swordsman hunted down Qi Shu and beheaded Yan Gang, and had already established a great reputation in the Great Yan Jianghu. He did not expect that he would take action for the remnants of the Demon Sect today.
Zong Zhengyuan looked at the man in black robe in the distance, "Is he the Ghost Swordsman?"
Among the Great Yan Rivers and Lakes, perhaps the names of Zhong Binru, Lin Yiyang, Lou Xiangzhen and others are more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. After all, they have all been famous for decades.
But in Zong Zhengyuan's heart, among the six great sword immortals, the Ghost Swordsman is one of the most memorable beings in his mind.
Zhao Chongyin frowned and spoke to the old man behind him: "Mr. Su, are you sure you can deal with the master next to Ghost Swordsman?"
Mr. Su said calmly: "As long as you are not in the realm of a great master, you can block it."
When Zhao Chongyin heard this, he said nothing.
Li Fuzhou, who was shrouded by the pagoda on the eight-foot platform, was greatly reduced in strength. In addition, after experiencing a battle, his true energy had been greatly consumed. At this time, he was in a stalemate with many masters.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for Li Fuzhou to leave today."
"Ming Gong, this Eight Treasures Exquisite Pagoda is really amazing."
"I don't know if the Ghost Swordsman can turn the tide."
"I'm afraid it will be difficult. Eunuch Guangde has the cultivation level of a Qi master. The ghost swordsman may not be able to defeat him. Moreover, even if the ghost swordsman has that mysterious master behind him, this is Jade Capital City."
Discussions surged like a tide, and everyone thought that it would be difficult for Li Fuzhou to leave Jade Capital today.
After all, after killing the Governor of Xuanyi Guard in Yujing City, he could still leave safely. What a huge blow to the prestige of the Yan court!?
An Jing held the Suppressing Evil Sword and said with a faint smile: "I have always wanted to experience the cold edge of the Emperor Sword, and it seems that I finally have this opportunity today."
Zhong Binru's eyes were cold and he said concisely and concisely: "As you wish."
The moment he finished speaking, he raised his arm, and a sword like glaze surged out from the sword body of the Emperor's Sword.
"Is this the fatal seven-immortal sword that comes first?"
Lin Yiyang in the distance did not focus on Li Fuzhou, but looked at the battle between the two top swordsmen Zhong Binru and Ghost Swordsman.
The deadly seven immortal swords!
This Tianwu-level sword technique is very famous. It was the sword technique of a peerless swordsman in the Great Qin Dynasty thousands of years ago. In the thousands of years since then, this inheritance has never been interrupted. Top swordsmen have always studied it and relied on this sword technique to become famous all over the world.
Later, when the Yan Dynasty conquered the world, it wiped out countless sects and obtained countless martial arts classics, including this deadly chain of seven immortal swords.
There are seven deadly swords in the Seven Immortal Swords, and each sword is twice as powerful as the previous one. It is similar to Qi Shu's boxing technique, but it also has many differences.
This deadly chain of seven immortal swords is a sword of killing. It is extremely lethal. The power of the fifth sword is very amazing, and the sixth sword is enough to directly kill the masters of the same realm, and the seventh sword is even more powerful.
It can jump across realms to kill masters.
Throughout the ages, many top swordsmen have practiced this deadly chain of seven immortal swords, but only a few have mastered it to the seventh sword, and most of them have been unable to make any progress until they have mastered the sixth sword.
Qiu Wanxia smiled and said: "It seems that Zhong Binru attaches great importance to the Ghost Swordsman."
Lin Yiyang crossed his arms and looked indifferently at the duel between the two top swordsmen in front of him.
Zhong Binru's body straightened up, and the sword light was already surging.
The deadly seven immortal swords! Baiyun sword!
With a flash of cold light in front of his eyes, An Jing felt a cold and ruthless sword energy coming towards his face. This sword energy came so suddenly and strangely.
Sonorous!
An Jing didn't squint his eyes, the Suppressing Evil Sword flew up and broke through the sword energy, looking quite relaxed.
Zhong Binru's eyes were still like ice, and the Emperor's Sword in his hand shone brightly, as if thousands of arrows were fired at once.
The deadly seven immortal swords! Xia Dang sword!
Swish!
Zhong Binru's figure suddenly dimmed like a ray of light. When he reappeared, he was already in front of An Jing, and the Emperor's Sword came over to assassinate him with the purest murderous intent.
This second sword contains footwork in swordsmanship, and the two complement each other.
This sword is incredibly fast. Footwork and swordsmanship are almost integrated into one. With the power of forward thrust, the power of swordsmanship is exerted.
Elevated to a new level.
A top swordsman, his pace and swordsmanship are one, and he also carries Ling Ran's murderous aura.
Clang!
The moment the two swords clashed, sparks flew everywhere!
An Jing raised his Evil Suppressing Sword horizontally and directly blocked Zhong Binru's second sword.
However, the sword power contained in the Emperor's Sword was not easy to eliminate. An Jing rubbed his feet on the ground and slid out, leaving brilliant sparks along the way.
The deadly seven immortal swords! Stinging Star!
Zhong Binru was unyielding when he gained the upper hand, and the Emperor's Sword suddenly retracted, and then thrust out again.
With this stab, the sword light burst out, and its power was several times more powerful than before.
"Is this the sword fairy who wields the sword for the Human Emperor? It's so cruel! One sword after another, the ghost swordsman can't fight back at all."
"If you don't take action, that's it. If you do, it's a killing move!"
In such a short period of time, the same thoughts flashed through the minds of many experts present.
Miso miso miso......
Zhong Binru's thrust with his sword missed the mark, not because his sword wasn't accurate enough, but because An Jing's Suppressing Evil Sword was in conflict with his Emperor's Sword.
Then the entire sword body turned, forming a surging force like thunder.
Four Elephant Sword Jue! Move like thunder!
The sword light floated out, and a thunder resounded throughout the world.
"Four Elephants Sword Judgment!?"
Zhao Chongyin frowned immediately when he saw the sword light.
It is impossible that no one in Dayan Jianghu knows about the martial arts of Sixiangmen Zhenmen, but it is unexpected that this ghost swordsman can perform the Four Elephant Sword Art so easily and skillfully, which is surprising.
The battle between the two great swordsmen was more intense and eye-catching than even Li Fuzhou's battle with many masters.
Whoosh!
The sword had no effect. Zhong Binru dodged and flew back, looking at An Jing solemnly.
"As expected of a ghost swordsman."
Zhong Binru took a deep breath, took a step forward, and rushed forward with his body. He saw the Emperor Sword in his hand stabbing out dozens or hundreds of swords in an instant.
The deadly seven immortal swords! Changhe!
The momentum of this sword light was extremely majestic, and then it all condensed together to form a long river of sword energy. The cold air that was revealed sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.
An Jing raised his brows and stepped forward. His internal energy gathered into the sword like a raging river, and the sword of the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand also showed a cold light.
In an instant, the three swords merged into one.
Swordsmanship!
I saw that the sword light gradually merged into one, and as An Jing whizzed forward with a slap, the air on both sides spread wildly towards the surroundings, suddenly turning into a wave of energy.
"Boom!"
The evil-suppressing sword moves forward with great momentum.
The sword light collided with Changhe, and the whole area around the Eight-foot Platform suddenly shook, and then a storm of sword energy formed in the center and spattered around.
"Kick-kick-kick-kick-kick!"
The sword energy split on the ground, bursting out with bursts of sound, and at the same time splashing smoke and dust all over the sky.
And at the next moment, Zhong Binru came close to him again.
Zhong Binru flew towards Anjing and raised the emperor's sword with a cold and murderous look in his splendor.
An Jing's swordsmanship was not as gorgeous as Zhong Binru's, but An Jing's swordsmanship was more bizarre than Zhong Binru's, and he was very accurate in his hands, reaching its limit.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The two of them hit each other from the ground to the air, and then flew along the surrounding walls. For a while, only the sword energy was seen touching each other, but the two people could not be seen.
With such a wonderful swordsman duel, many people opened their eyes wide, fearing that they would miss any wonderful detail and regret it for the rest of their lives.
Zhong Binru's body suddenly spun, and the Emperor's Sword circled around his body.
The deadly seven immortal swords! Xue Wu!
Zhong Binru's sword shined brightly, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and then pieces of extremely cold snowflakes appeared.
At this moment, he had already brought his master's cultivation to the extreme.
Every snowflake contains icy sword light. This is already the fifth sword in the series of seven deadly swords. With the blessing of Zhong Binru's sword power, it is even more amazing.
Anjing's internal energy circulated, and the Buddha's light surged from behind.
A golden Buddha emerged with a majestic and majestic aura.
The golden Buddha points to the sky with one hand and touches the ground with the other. It has a majestic appearance and a boundless Zen spirit.
Under the pressure of the master realm, he could only cast the Great Sun Tathagata mantra.
The internal energy in An Jing's body also seemed to be burned by flames. His whole mind became somewhat ethereal and silent, and he slapped the Suppressing Evil Sword hard.
Hundred Steps Flying Sword!
"Boom! Boom! "Boom!"
The sword body of the Suppressing Evil Sword was divided into three parts, and it rushed forward with a golden sword light. Then the golden sword light began to divide, and suddenly turned into a sword shadow that filled the sky.
Baibu Feijian can control swords at will. Under An Jing's exquisite sword control skills, the three evil-suppressing swords seem to have turned into countless swords.
Above the sky, under the gaze of everyone, the sword light all over the sky met the snowflakes that were speeding towards them.
Bang bang bang bang bang...
The sword light merged with the snowflakes, erupting into an extremely harsh sound.
An Jing, who had cast the Great Sun Tathagata Curse, was three times more terrifying than before, and his sword power faintly suppressed Zhong Binru's swordsmanship.
"bass!"
An Jing's Baibu Flying Sword was pushed to the limit, and the Suppressing Evil Sword flew out from the sword light, tearing open an extremely slender sword mouth.
He slashed towards Zhong Binru.
Zhong Binru had to admit that he was careless, and An Jing seized an opportunity and suppressed him until now. Even if he used the fifth sword, it was of no avail.
"very scary!"
Only then did everyone understand the power of the Ghost Swordsman.
His power is very low-key and unobtrusive. Only by fighting against him can you experience the amazing and strange swordsmanship.
The master-level Zhong Binru was actually suppressed by him.
One can imagine how terrifying his swordsmanship is.
Sonorous!
Sparks flew everywhere and melted a lot of snowflakes.
Zhong Binru rubbed the ground and slid out. The frost-covered ground made his sliding speed extremely fast, leaving afterimages all over his body.
"enough!"
"call out!"
At this moment, a sharp shout sounded, and a figure appeared in the sky.
I saw him standing upright and stepping on Li Fuzhou's Qi Ji Pagoda.
"Boom!"
The Qi Machine Pagoda seemed to be rolled over by the mountains and fell heavily to the ground. The ground with the Qi Machine Pagoda as the center was cracked, and Li Fuzhou, who was in the center of the Qi Machine Pagoda, looked as pale as a piece of paper.
"Master!?"
Tan Yun, who had been standing nearby, felt his heart tightening when he saw this.
The man was dressed in a black python robe, his eyebrows were white, his face was rosy, and his eyes were strong and lively.
"Greetings to Ming Gong!"
When Gao Sheng saw the person coming, he quickly bowed and bowed.
"Ming Gong!"
Zhong Binru also clasped his fists at that person.
When Zhao Chongyin saw the person coming, his brows relaxed slightly.
"Um!?"
An Jing also raised his sword and looked at the white-browed eunuch standing on the pagoda, and became nervous. The white-browed eunuch in front of him was an old monster who was actually in charge of the imperial city. His strength was probably not inferior to that of Xiao Qianqiu, or even stronger.
A few points higher.
It is extremely difficult to break today's game.
When Ling Yuanjing, He Chen, Dai Danshu and others saw Bai Mei arriving, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Today, Li Fuzhou might not be able to escape.
"Li Tanhua, why is this happening?"
The white-browed eunuch fell to the ground and looked at Li Fuzhou, who looked a little pale.
He didn't understand why Li Fuzhou didn't even give him a way to survive and insisted on killing Tang Taiyuan, the chief governor of Xuanyi Guard.
When Li Fuzhou faced this old monster sitting in the royal family, his expression remained calm, "A gentleman's words are hard to follow. Li once said that he would ask the Governor of the Tang Dynasty to die, so there is no reason to break his promise."
When the white-browed eunuch heard this, he actually laughed and said, "Okay, very good."
"Ming Gong."
Liu Huiyun walked up the first two trails.
The white-browed eunuch glanced at Liu Huiyun and said, "The Liu family is full of loyal people. Do you want to rely on the remnants of your father's generation to protect Li Fuzhou?"
Liu Huiyun took a deep breath and said: "Please, for the sake of my father and brother, please forgive Li Fuyi's life. After all, he has a close relationship with my Liu family."
The white-browed eunuch looked a little indifferent, "If Li Fuzhou didn't kill Governor Tang, it would be okay to spare his life, but..."
Li Fuzhou killed the Commander-in-Chief of Xuanyi Guard. If he was allowed to leave so calmly, where would the face of Xuanyi Guard and the Yan court be placed?
After all, Li Fuzhou is a thief from the Demon Sect.
When Liu Huiyun heard this, he took out a token from his arms and presented it with both hands, "This is the order of heaven's grace given by the Emperor of the People. Please take a look at it, Duke Ming."
The Tian'en Order is a token given by the Yan Dynasty for its contribution to the country and the country. Dayan only issued five Tian'en Orders in the hundreds of years since its founding. With this Tian'en Order, you can net Tian'en and avoid death.
.
One of them was given to the Liu family, which is full of loyal people.
When Zhao Chongyin saw the order that day, his brows suddenly furrowed.
This is the order of heavenly grace issued by his father. If Li Fuzhou is killed today, it will be like a slap in the face. The hundreds of years of grace and power of the Yan Dynasty have been exhausted. This is worse than the death of Tang Taiyuan.
Be bad.
The eunuch with white eyebrows glanced at the token and said in a serious voice: "Do you really want to protect Li Fuzhou!?"
"yes."
Liu Huiyun presented the token with both hands.
"very good."
The white-browed eunuch stretched out his palm and rolled up the order. Then he looked at Tan Yun behind An Jing and said, "Li Fuzhou can avoid death, but his disciple cannot."
Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to Tan Yun.
"I…"
Tan Yun had never received such attention before. When she realized that everyone's eyes were focused on her, she suddenly panicked.
When Liu Huiyun saw this, he quickly said: "Ming Gong..."
"A Heaven's Grace Order can only save one person, and the Demon Sect is a taboo existence for me, Dayan."
The white-browed eunuch interrupted Liu Huiyun, and his tone became a little cold, "Thieves of the Demon Cult who break into Yujing City without mercy will be killed without mercy!"
"Am I going to die today?"
Tan Yun's mind went blank at this moment, and he retreated backwards, "Are you going to accompany your uncle? But I'm still young, and I haven't lived enough yet..."
She naturally knew who the old eunuch in front of her was. He was the eunuch in charge of the royal family. He said he wanted to kill her. How many people in the world could stop him.
At this moment, An Jing chuckled and said, "Old eunuch, if I save Princess Anle's life, can I replace this life?"
Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to the man in black robe again.
There are some things that everyone knows very well. The Ghost Swordsman rescued Princess Anle from Qi Shu, which was a huge favor to the royal family of the Yan Kingdom. The royal family also had to worry about being a bit mean-spirited.
The white-browed eunuch looked at An Jing and said, "Only one of you or her can leave Yujing City alive, you choose one."
The Ghost Swordsman today prevented the imperial court from apprehending the demon sect's thieves. Logically speaking, he could be considered as being killed by the demon sect's accomplices. He himself could not be saved, so how could he protect others?
The white-browed eunuch didn't wait for An Jing to speak, and continued: "Even if the mysterious master arrives, as long as he doesn't kill and penetrate this Jade Capital City, none of you can leave."
"This is what I said."
As he spoke, he stepped forward.
"boom-!"
The majestic momentum fell like a mountain, pressing down on everyone around the Eight Zhang Platform. An Jing in the center suffered the greatest pressure. His face immediately changed, and he stepped back in succession.
"What a scary white-browed eunuch."
An Jing looked at his retreating footprints, each step was deeply imprinted on the bluestone, which showed the heavy pressure of the white-browed eunuch.
"As expected of the man who holds the palace."
When Zong Zhengyuan saw this, he was immediately shocked, "This level of cultivation is at least that of a Four Qi master, and it's even more.
I’m afraid it’s going to be a bit difficult for the Demon Sect today.”
Killing through Jade City, I am afraid there is no one in this world who can do it.
This is so obvious and so dark that I don’t know how many masters are hidden in the world.
Just after An Jing took seven or eight steps back, a jade hand held him up.
"No need to say anything more, I already know your thoughts."
Tan Yun lowered his head and whispered: "If you must die, just let me die. Compared to yours, my life is ordinary. There is no need to put you in danger. I feel that in this life
Life is worth living.”
In fact, she is just simple, not stupid. She knows many truths in her heart.
As the saying goes, a young person is better than a good person. She knows her own weight. She cannot have the achievements of her masters Li Fuzhou and Zhao Qingmei. Compared with people with this kind of temperament and qualifications, she is so inconspicuous.
Little people, little passions, little satisfactions are the great happiness.
So her idea is very simple. She can see warm eyes every day, eat well, and have a few delicious pastries. She can see the person she wants to see before closing her eyes. This is a kind of
happiness.
Life is already very tiring, why make yourself more tired?
If you think about it carefully, she lived a happy life in her short life.
An Jing smiled and said, "You know, this is going to kill you."
Tan Yun also chuckled, "I know, it would be nice to die. Maybe I can see my uncle over there. I wonder if he misses me."
At the end of the sentence, Tan Yun lowered his head.
An Jing subconsciously touched the bun on Tan Yun's head and said, "If you die, there will be no cakes to eat."
"I'm not a glutton."
Tan Yun's face turned red, and then he whispered: "After I die, you must remember me, but there is no need to avenge me."
An Jing pinched Tan Yun's cheek and couldn't help shouting to Lu Jingchun in the distance: "Little fat man, what show are you hiding in?"
When Lu Jingchun heard An Jing's words, he ran out from the crowd chattering.
When Prince Zhao Chongyin saw that man, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, "Lü Jingchun?"
It was impossible for him not to recognize Lu Guoyong's grandson, but his impression was not particularly deep.
Lumen can be regarded as a family of bells and whistles, and a clan of poetry and books. Disciples from such a wealthy family are usually either young talents or playboys, but Lu Jingchun is neither of them. In his
There is only one word to describe him: 'mediocre'.
"Ming...Ming Gong."
Lu Jingchun walked tremblingly in front of the white-browed eunuch.
The white-browed eunuch said calmly: "Jingchun, please stand aside first. It won't be too late to wait until Grandpa Fan has killed someone."
As he spoke, the white-browed eunuch didn't give Lu Jingchun a chance to speak. Just when he was about to step out, he felt as if tens of thousands of kilograms of strength were pressing down on his shoulders.
coming!
Feeling this oppression, the white-browed eunuch couldn't help but sigh.
"Cough cough cough..."
Suddenly, a light coughing sound resounded.
Following the sound, I saw an old man with white hair and a stooped back standing in the distance.
All the experts present did not notice that the old man had quietly arrived around the Eight Zhang Platform.
"Mr. Lu!"
Zhao Chongyin, Gao Sheng, Zhong Binru and others all leaned down and said.
The old man in front of him was Lu Guoyong, the chief minister of the Three Dynasties and the first Confucian sect.
"grandfather."
Lu Jingchun also had a face full of joy and ran over like a wild boar, "You're finally here."
When will Lu Men entrust serious matters to him, Lu Jingchun!?
When Li Fuzhou, who was under the Qi Ji Pagoda, saw this, a smile appeared on his lips, as if everything was as he expected.
Lu Guoyong's pace was very slow, and everyone in the world was silent and quietly watched the old body walking forward.
Lu Guoyong finally walked up to Tan Yun and said calmly: "Fan Daoji, you want to kill my granddaughter, but have you asked me, Lu Guoyong?"
Lu Guoyong's voice was neither loud nor quiet, even a little hoarse.
Wow!
As soon as the words fell, the whole world was in an uproar.
Everyone looked at the apprentice brought by Li Fuzhou in astonishment, but their hearts were filled with turmoil.
"What! That woman is actually Lu Guoyong's granddaughter!?"
Dai Danshu lost his voice and said.
No one would have thought that Li Fuzhou's disciple turned out to be Lu Guopu's granddaughter.
You must know that Lu Guopu was the chief minister of the three dynasties and the pillar of Dayan, and his granddaughter was actually a master of the Demon Cult?
"interesting."
Zong Zhengyuan couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.
Zhao Chongyin blinked and frowned inwardly. The woman in front of him was Lu Guoyong's granddaughter. Meng Zhaodou didn't tell him such important news.
Since the Human Emperor ignored government affairs, it can be said that this dragnet is temporarily under his control. Logically speaking, it is impossible that such information cannot be uncovered through investigation.
Could it be that there are other secrets in this!?
Even though Tan Yun had vaguely guessed something a long time ago, when he heard Lu Guoyong say it himself, he still couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.
Seeing this, the white-browed eunuch showed a wry smile, "Brother Lu"
Lu Guoyong said calmly: "Do you still want to kill?"
The white-browed eunuch's expression changed, he glanced around and said, "Whoever dares to kill Brother Lu's granddaughter is an enemy of me, Fan Daoji!"
His expression changed very quickly, as if the person who just said he wanted to kill someone was not him at all.
A real master is not only quick in making moves, but also quick in changing his face.
"That's good."
Lu Guoyong heard this and nodded, then looked towards the prince above: "Your Highness, is there no problem for me to take away my granddaughter today?"
Zhao Chongyin stood up quickly and said, "Of course, Mr. Lu, please excuse me."
The white-browed eunuch had already said this, so how could he dare to stop him?
Lu Guoyong nodded, and then glanced at Mr. Su behind Zhao Chongyin.
The two looked at each other and both looked away.
"Brother Lu, just take your granddaughter back."
The eunuch with white eyebrows said slowly: "But Li Fuzhou of this demon sect can't do it."
Liu Huiyun stood by and said hurriedly: "I have God's order, why can't I do it?"
The eunuch with white eyebrows said calmly: "Li Fuzhou can be exempted from the death penalty, but he cannot escape from the living penalty. I can not hold him accountable for killing Tang Taiyuan.
But as the leader of the Demon Sect, he killed so many masters in Dayan, which is irrefutable proof."
"Your order of heaven's grace can only guarantee that he will not die."
Liu Huiyun opened his mouth, and his heart suddenly hit rock bottom.
Li Fuzhou laughed loudly and said: "Huiyun, no need to say more, I won't die anyway."
When An Jing saw this scene, he was thoughtful.
Li Fuzhou will definitely not be able to leave this Jade Capital City. First of all, it is impossible for the Yan Dynasty court to allow the Demon Sect to have such a powerful master. Everyone knows that if the tiger returns to the mountain, there will be endless troubles. Secondly, Li Fuzhou killed the Governor of Xuanyi Guards at the Eight Zhang Tower.
,
It really shocked the world. If the Yan court did not respond, its prestige would definitely plummet.
Under the current situation of being surrounded by enemies on all sides, even if Dayan is really in danger, Lu Guoyong has to maintain this big tree. After all, there are countless people of Dayan under this big tree.
Lu Guoyong asked: "How do you plan to deal with it!?"
The white-browed eunuch said: "I will be thrown into the ninth level of heavenly prison and await personal trial by the Human Emperor."
Lu Guoyong fell silent and did not speak again.
"Brother Lu, I'm leaving first."
The white-browed eunuch took a deep breath, raised his hands to Lu Guopu, and then jumped up to stand in front of Li Fuzhou.
"Let's go."
Li Fuzhou looked calm and glanced at Tan Yun with relief.
The little girl who was lying on the bedside and crying, has grown up now.
"Huiyun, remember to come see me."
Li Fuzhou said to Liu Huiyun, and then followed the white-browed eunuch away into the distance.
His figure faded away and became calm, as if he were strolling leisurely in a courtyard.
Just like when he ran away from Yujing City alone, he was as wild and unrestrained as ever.
Everyone looked at Li Fuzhou's back with emotion in their eyes.
Some people regard him as a serious nuisance and want to get rid of him quickly, some people regard him as a myth and legend of a generation, some people are waiting to see his jokes, and some people have already regarded him as a story and legend that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.
This is Li Fuzhou.
"Master!"
Tan Yun looked at Li Fuzhou's back and couldn't help shouting.
Liu Huiyun sighed and patted Tan Yun on the shoulder.
An Jing shook his head, knowing in his heart that Li Fuzhou was not dead, which was the best outcome.
This game was an exchange, but the price Li Fuzhou paid was extremely small.
Not only did he kill Tang Taiyuan, but he also killed his teacher Lu Guopu's army and the Human Emperor's army.
"Let's go back too."
Lu Guoyong whispered.
"etc!"
At this moment, a cold voice sounded.
The person who spoke was none other than the sword-wielding father-in-law Zhong Binru.
Liu Huiyun said coldly: "What else do you want?"
Zhong Binru looked at An Jing and said: "Your Excellency, our competition is not over yet, and my sixth sword has not been released yet."
When everyone who was about to disperse heard this, they all stopped in their tracks.
Zhong Binru touched the Emperor's Sword in his hand and said: "This sword is enough to kill a master of the same level. Even I can't control it. I wonder if you have the courage to try it?"
When everyone around heard this, they immediately started whispering.
"Could it be that Zhong Binru is talking about the sixth sword of the Seven Deadly Immortals Sword?"
"I'm afraid this sword will kill the Yi Qi Grandmaster."
"The ghost swordsman is only a half-step master, can he block this sword?"
"You must be a fool to agree."
No one would think that the ghost swordsman would agree. After all, with the cultivation level of a half-step master, it is already remarkable that he has been undefeated against a first-qi master for so long.
If you really want to compete, you can wait until you break through the shackles and reach the realm of a grandmaster before competing.
Tan Yun heard Zhong Binru's words and said quickly: "Don't you feel ashamed to challenge a half-step master with your first-qi master cultivation level?"
Qiu Lun pinched his nose in the crowd and reminded: "Brother, that is the sixth sword of the Seven Deadly Immortals Sword, which can kill the master."
The sixth sword of the Seven Immortal Swords that kills people is so terrifying, not to mention that Zhong Bin's Confucian cultivation level is still higher than that of Anjing.
Lin Yiyang looked at An Jing and whispered: "He has no way to retreat."
Zhong Binru challenged the challenge in public. If he refused, no one would say anything, but it would also be a blow to the ghost swordsman's swordsmanship.
A sword would rather break than bend!
He doesn't know the Ghost Swordsman, but he knows a swordsman.
An Jing looked at the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand and said, "Okay, I'll give you a lesson on the Sixth Sword."
Tan Yun was very anxious. She wanted to stop him but didn't know what to say. Especially Zhong Binru's words about "killing the master" made her panic inside.
"Let him go."
Lu Guoyong said calmly.
"I put my words here, there is no way Uncle Ghost will lose."
Lu Jingchun raised his head and said proudly.
Regarding Ghost Swordsman, he was full of confidence, as if he believed in himself.
Tan Yun gave Lu Jingchun a hard look, this little fat guy didn't understand anything.
The corners of Zhong Binru's mouth raised slightly, "Okay, I won't let you down."
The battle between An Jing and Zhong Binru was also very eye-catching. After all, after Lou Xiangzhen disappeared, the only swordsmen in the world who could compete for the best in the world were the Ghost Swordsman, Zhong Binru, and Lin Yiyang.
Among them, Zhong Binru and Lin Yiyang have the highest voices, because they are young, both are masters, and have great potential in the future.
The Ghost Swordsman has always been mysterious and mysterious. No one knows his exact age. His cultivation has never reached the level of a master. He is completely able to compete with these two people. This is entirely because he gained such a reputation by chasing Qi Shu some time ago.
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Many of the masters present also watched the battle between the two. An Jing's swordsmanship was indeed not as gorgeous as Zhong Binru's, nor as murderous as Zhong Binru's, but his swordsmanship was strange and changeable, making it difficult to figure out.
It can be said that the swordsmanship of Ghost Swordsman throws away unnecessary things, leaving only the purest essence.
His swordsmanship is different from others.
"The sixth sword is a sword that is enough to kill a master, not to mention the Emperor Yan Sword in his hand."
Zuo Biwen looked at the Emperor Sword in Zhong Binru's hand with an extremely solemn expression.
"Is it possible for the Ghost Swordsman to die under this sword?"
Ling Yuanjing suddenly asked.
He Chen was also slightly stunned. If the Ghost Swordsman died, the inheritance of the "Jade Emperor Sutra" would be completely cut off.
Just as the two were thinking, Zhong Binru's figure flew away at such a speed that it was completely invisible to the naked eye. It was as if his whole body was like an aurora, passing through the endless void and heading towards Anjing.
Both of them were the top swordsmen at that time, and their swordsmanship had changed to the point where they could do whatever they wanted, which was the supreme realm of swordsmanship in the eyes of ordinary people.
There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart.
Zhong Binru's eyes were filled with boundless murderous intent, and he waved the Emperor's Sword in his hand toward the distance. The sky turned gray, as if the end was coming.
"What's going on? It feels so depressing."
Everyone felt their hearts tremble and raised their heads to look at the gray sky in astonishment.
The deadly seven immortal swords! Starlight!
The sword light and the starlight merged into one, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
"Danger!"
Jia Shiwu's hair stood on end and his eyes remained unblinking.
"This sword is too terrifying."
Fellow swordsman Qiu Wanxia's heart almost stopped. She was shocked by the power of this sword. If she were under this sword, she would definitely be defeated.
Lin Yiyang raised his head and stared at the sky, but in his heart he wished he could fight Zhong Binru instead of An Jing. He wanted to see if his Yuheng Peerless Sword could compete with Zhong Binru's deadly Seven Immortal Swords.
"it's over!"
Zhong Binru sent out the Emperor's Sword in his hand.
At this moment, the Emperor's Sword burst out with light like exploding stars, extremely bright and dazzling to the extreme.
Suddenly, the world suddenly became much darker.
Everyone suddenly raised their heads and saw in shock that the sky was pitch black, as if there was a great power brewing in it, making people dare not even take a breath.
The Ghost Swordsman stepped forward.
If behind Zhong Binru is the sky full of stars, then behind Ghost Swordsman is the vast Milky Way.
It is also the realm of the Heart Sword, but there is an essential difference between the two.
An Jing silently recited the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra, burning all the internal energy in his body. The evil-suppressing sword in his hand turned into a huge giant sword and moved forward, with a vast force that penetrated the Milky Way.
Guiyi Sword Technique! Flying Immortal with the Sword!
boom!
The giant sword passed through the air, and the sky and the earth were shattered.
This sword instantly caused a drastic change in Zhong Binru's expression. Even the aloof Su Lao's expression became particularly solemn. The great truth contained in An Jing's sword was no weaker than Li Fuzhou's sense of heaven and man!
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"Such a vast swordsmanship..."
When Lin Yiyang saw this, his expression rarely changed.
No one in the room knew better than him that the Ghost Swordsman's swordsmanship was terrifying.
The whole world seemed to be trembling at this time.
Thunder danced wildly in the sky, and the sound of thunder echoed around the world. The power of An Jing's sword reached a level that even he himself could not have expected.
The sword light traveled across the sky and the earth, heading towards the starlight ahead.
boom!
The collision between the two was like a meteor hitting the ground. At that moment, the world seemed to freeze for a moment, followed by a shocking sound,
The explosion exploded, almost resounding throughout the entire void.
In the sky, air waves visible to the naked eye rolled across, and finally spread several feet away. The entire eight-foot-long platform was turned upside down.
The surging energy wave swept away at the point of impact.
Countless people squinted their eyes slightly, their eyes hurting from the strong light, but they still did not move their eyes away.
Staring hard at the point of impact.
Such an astonishing clash of sword energies can be described as earth-shattering.
Boom!
While countless people were watching, the raging wave of energy in the sky suddenly exploded, a terrifying shock wave filled the air, and then everyone's eyes shrank.
Zhong Binru's body was the first to be exposed. At this moment, his whole body was covered with blood, his clothes turned into bloody clothes, and the Emperor's Sword in his hand was constantly trembling.
But even so, he still didn't let go of the handle.
"Your kendo wins"
Zhong Binru looked at An Jing in front of him and spoke after a long time.
The smoke and dust dispersed in front, and a ghost swordsman in black robes stood there holding an evil-suppressing sword. The hem of his clothes floated in the breeze, and his body stood as still as a green mountain.
"this"
Ling Yuanjing looked horrified.
Dai Danshu was also lost and murmured: "Is it possible that the Ghost Swordsman will become the best swordsman in the world today?"
Zuo Biwen said with astonishment on his face: "It's too strong. The ghost swordsman's swordsmanship is really terrifying."
Everyone looked at the man in black robe, and their hearts were extremely shocked. Is the ghost swordsman really going to become the best swordsman in the world today?