Chapter 288: Later Jin came to Zhongshan and moved
The once famous sword god fell to the ground, and his breathing became very weak at this moment.
Compared to the Sword Demon, his sword skills are indeed sharper, but the sharper the thing, the more painful it will be when it is broken. The Sword Demon can still stand with the protection of the Snow Mountain Sacred Body Technique, but at this moment, the Sword God Liu Moyuan
He could only fall to the ground and fight against death.
The entire Zhongshan Mountain was in deathly silence. I don't know how long it took before a small sound appeared. Then the sound resounded throughout the world and shook the mountains and rivers.
"Oh my God! Did the Ghost Swordsman really defeat the Sword God?"
"Another top swordsman was defeated by the Suppressing Evil Sword."
"Looking at the five hundred years before and after, it is difficult to find another such a terrifying swordsman."
Everyone was trembling in their hearts, after all, this was the Ghost Swordsman who had fought twice in a row.
The Ghost Swordsman first defeated the Sword Demon, which was enough to make him famous in the world, and then defeated the Sword God. How many people in the world can achieve such outstanding achievements?
You must know that the Sword God and the Sword Demon are both the top swordsmen of the same era, and have reached their peak. Despite this, they were still defeated by the Ghost Swordsman, but the Ghost Swordsman is still young, and his peak seems to have not yet arrived.
No one knows what the future will hold for the Ghost Swordsman, or what height he will reach when he reaches his peak. However, in the next fifty years, absolutely no swordsman will be able to challenge him. This is an unquestionable fact.
Many people even think that Ghost Swordsman has the hope of breaking into the rumored seventh realm of swordsmanship, that mysterious and unpredictable realm that no one has reached yet.
Jia Shiwu looked complicated and murmured to himself, "The best swordsman in the world is nothing more than that."
Swordsmanship is most popular in the Yan Kingdom, and it is also the place with the most swordsmen, so the world's best swordsman is highly respected. However, no one has inherited this title for more than a hundred years, and even if there is, it is short-lived.
And at Ghost Swordsman's current age, who can shake his status in fifty years?
At such an age, one has reached a point that many people never reach in their lifetime. For everyone, this is another heavy blow.
Zuo Biwen didn't even know what to say anymore, he just looked at the young man in white in front of him.
Zhao Chongyin's calm expression could no longer be maintained, and his brows were furrowed tightly.
Mr. Su couldn't help but say: "This person is amazing."
Although his cultivation level is still above that of Anjing, and even above many people in the world, he is still very amazed at the achievements of the young man in front of him.
It’s this ghost swordsman today.
Officially became the best swordsman in the world.
He may be the youngest number one swordsman in the world in the long history. There has never been one before, and there may never be another one in the future.
An Jing also took a breath, and couldn't help but think of what Lou Xiangzhen once said.
Life is absurd and lonely, and the way of heaven is difficult and majestic. When you put your palms together with your sword, and when the rainbow falls from the sky, cut down the pagoda of the real master, take off the emperor's crown, and become an invincible great swordsman.
At this time, the eyes of countless swordsman masters were shining with light, and their hearts were inexplicably shocked. Although he was a member of the Demon Sect, An Jing's reputation in the world had reached its peak at this moment.
This prestige is comparable to that of Xiao Qianqiu, the man who sits in Zhenyi Mountain, among the world of Yan Kingdom.
One is the best swordsman in the world, and the other is the national teacher of the Yan Kingdom, the best master in the world of Yan.
The masters of the Yuheng Sword Sect also flew over and came to the sword god Liu Moyuan. They found that he was still breathing. He breathed a sigh of relief and hugged An Jing's fists. Then he supported the sword god and walked towards the Yuheng Sword Sect.
Went to the gathering place.
An Jing turned to look at Prince Zhao Chongyin and said, "Your Highness, can I take the Dulu Sword now?"
In an instant, everyone looked over.
Zhao Chongyin had already adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "Please."
A concise and concise word, neither happy nor sad.
But Zhao Chongyin secretly thought in his heart: An Jing, An Jing, this Dulu Sword is not so easy to get.
An Jing walked towards the big cauldron on the altar. In his heart, he was also very curious about the Dulu Sword, the best sword in the world.
Just then he rushed towards the cauldron with all his strength, but was suppressed by the sword energy of the Dulu Sword in the cauldron.
The famous sword has spirit and generates its own sword spirit. What kind of terrifying sword is this?
An Jing's pace was neither fast nor slow.
There was nothing strange in the cauldron, but just when An Jing was within ten feet of him, the Suppressing Evil Sword suddenly let out a soft groan, and at the same time, a clear sound also emerged from the cauldron.
This seems to have a hint of warning.
Swordsmen compete with swordsmen, and swords also compete with swords.
The sword demon stood up slightly and said to himself: "The Dulu Sword also depends on the master."
The moment he stood up, he suddenly found a pair of cold eyes staring at him. The owner of this gaze was none other than Mr. Su.
The sword demon felt a chill in his heart, "Master!"
Although he had known for a long time that there was a master beside Prince Zhao Chongyin, he still couldn't help but narrow his eyes at this moment. If the prediction was correct, this person should be a master of five qi.
The Sword Demon has been traveling around the world for so many years, so he has naturally seen the Five Qi Master.
Only the Five Qi Master's cultivation level could give him such oppression.
At this time, the two people's eyes met, and the sword demon did not dare to make any rash moves.
"Chi!"
An Jing took another step forward, and saw a sharp sword energy reflected from the giant cauldron.
If the sword energy in the battle just now was emanated from people, and the sword in front of him was radiated from swords, it was essentially more sharp.
Just when the sharp sword energy was about to touch An Jing, the starry sky appeared behind him again.
Immortal way!
When the stars appeared in the sky, the sharp sword energy dissipated into nothingness instantly like winter snow meeting the warm sun.
An Jing continued to walk forward, and the sword energy continued to reflect from the cauldron. The sword energy became faster and faster, and became more and more fierce, but without exception it melted when it got close to him.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The Dulu Sword in the giant cauldron kept releasing its sword energy, as if trying to block An Jing's approach.
The sound of the Suppressing Evil Sword's whisper became louder and louder, extremely harsh.
In the crowd, Patriarch Tianpeng secretly asked in surprise: "What kind of swordsmanship does this ghost swordsman practice? Can he actually melt the sword energy of the Dulu Sword?"
As one of the top swordsmen in the world, he is very familiar with weapons. The Dulu Sword is known as the best sword in the world. It is ranked first in both lists made by people in the world and historical books and biographies. Naturally, it is not a waste.
Gain a false reputation.
The sword energy it inspires is extraordinary. Any swordsman who masters the Dulu Sword will experience a qualitative change.
Moreover, the sword energy emitted by the Dulu Sword can also bite its owner, so swordsmen who obtain the Dulu Sword either rarely use it or die young.
From this we can see the strangeness of the sword energy of this Dulu Sword.
The ghost swordsman's swordsmanship can directly melt the unique sword energy of the Dulu Sword, which is somewhat incredible.
Zhao Chongyin's brows knitted into a knot.
He originally thought that Anjing had been unable to resist the Dulu Sword Qi after two consecutive battles, but he didn't expect that Anjing could be resolved so easily.
Under the gaze of everyone, An Jing came to the giant tripod.
At this time, the giant cauldron was still shaking, releasing a large amount of sword energy.
It was a long sword, and the hilt was made from the horns of a real dragon. Thousands of years have passed, and it still exudes the faint power of the dragon. The sword of the Dulu Sword is strange in texture, like stone but not stone.
Simple and simple, only the two words Dulu were clearly engraved on the blade with a thin crack.
An Jing's eyes were certain, and his palm stretched out to the hilt of the Dulu Sword.
The moment he held the Dulu Sword, a surging sword energy surged down his arm and into his body.
"Um!?"
An Jing did not expect that the sword energy of the Dulu Sword could directly invade his body. If such a sharp sword energy hurt his heart, even a master would probably be severely injured.
At this moment, the "Nameless Heart Sutra" came into action, directly introducing the sword energy into the Dantian and dissipating it.
The next moment, the swords of all the swordsmen present made a crisp trembling sound and began to shake violently.
Immediately, flying swords surged into the sky, and the sword energy was everywhere.
Such a bizarre scene is unprecedented.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
With the giant cauldron as the center, a series of explosive sounds were heard.
It wasn't until the sound gradually dissipated that the swords returned to their scabbards.
Everyone looked towards the giant cauldron and saw that An Jing was holding the Dulu Sword, the best sword in the world, and the unbridled sword energy dissipated and disappeared in an instant.
"What a sword!"
An Jing gently stroked the blade of the Dulu Sword, looked at Zhao Chongyin, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Prince, for the gift of the sword."
Zhao Chongyin said calmly: "It's just your ability."
Yang Chong couldn't help but said: "The best swordsman in the world deserves the best sword in the world."
Jia Meixian also looked at the peerless swordsman in fluttering white clothes, as if in a dream. Is the one he saved at the foot of the mountain really the invincible swordsman he is today?
Zuo Biwen sighed: "There is another great master in the world, and this master is only in his early twenties."
He defeated the Sword God and the Sword Demon in a row, and then obtained the Dulu Sword. After this incident came out, even the Five Qi Masters from all forces needed to treat it with caution.
Jia Shiwu nodded slightly, agreeing with Zuo Biwen's point of view.
Everyone knows that with the current strength of the Ghost Swordsman, getting the Dulu Sword is like adding more power to a tiger. The Demon Sect does not have Jun Qinglin, the Five Qi Master, but the Ghost Swordsman has also completely grown up.
Zhao Chongyin also knew the truth, but he could not go back on his word and destroy the Great Wall.
Zhu Yongfang, the Minister of Rites, whispered: "Your Highness, the auspicious time for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is coming soon."
"good."
Zhao Chongyin took a deep breath and said, "Then let's get started."
Zhu Yongfang, the Minister of Rites, glanced at Xu Qianyue.
Xu Qianyue came out, her breath dropped from her Dantian, and she shouted to the people around her: "The important affairs of the country are between sacrifice and military affairs. If there is anyone who is salivating, coughing, talking, laughing, or making noise around the altar, regardless of clan, Jueluo, or ministers,
Officials, idlers, etc. will be named and asked to participate."
Because of the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the prince Zhao Chongyin, who was offering sacrifices to heaven on behalf of the emperor, started fasting three days ago and then slaughtered a large number of livestock, cattle and sheep.
Last night, Zhu Yongfang, the Minister of Etiquette, personally inspected the God's tablets, offerings, and sacrifices; the music club prepared the band arrangements.
Upon hearing Xu Qianyue's words, all the people from the Yan Kingdom present looked solemn and did not speak.
As the hour came, the bells rang, and Zhao Chongyin walked towards the center of the altar. When he reached the center, the bells stopped and the drums started.
"winter!"
The ceremony officially begins. At this time, the calf is burned in the southeast, the sky lanterns are hung in the southwest, the smoke and clouds are misty, and the shadows of candles are shaking in all directions, giving people a very mysterious feeling.
A series of procedures are very complicated, including welcoming the emperor and gods, laying jade and silk, entering the palace, making the first gift, making the second gift, and finally the last step of Wang Liao.
Zhao Chongyin burned the sacrifices, and the sound of birds echoed around him.
At this moment, Zhao Chongyin was exercising the rights of the Emperor of Yan, performing the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven.
What is sacrifice to heaven? An Jing knew that all this was a trick played by the feudal emperor to display the idea of "divine right of kings" and to show the divine authority of the emperor, in order to achieve his purpose of promoting divine power and safeguarding imperial power.
Maybe there really are gods in this world, but those gods must be aloof and unfathomable.
The blazing flames ignited, and the black smoke shot straight into the sky, seeming to be incompatible with the surrounding white clouds.
On top of Zhongshan Mountain, almost all eyes were watching the burning of the sacrifices and the thick black smoke.
Zhao Chongyin retreated slowly and came to An Jing's side.
The two stood side by side without speaking, looking calmly ahead.
After a long time, Zhao Chongyin said: "When we first met, I thought we would be very good friends."
The two met for the first time in Daobucheng, Lingnan.
In An Jing's heart, the prince is indeed more suitable to be a king than the second prince. He is elegant and easy-going, has a kind heart, and the city is also very deep, so he is more suitable than Zhao Mengtai.
An Jing said: "When did this 'thinking' disappear?"
Zhao Chongyin said: "The moment you join the Demon Cult."
Could it be said that Zhao Chongyin already knows Zhao Qingmei's identity?
Did the Emperor of Dayan also know about it?
An Jing's heart moved, but his face was calm, "That's really a pity."
Zhao Chongyin pointed to the Dulu Sword in An Jing's hand and asked, "Do you know why this Dulu Sword is called Dulu?"
An Jing asked, "Why?"
Zhao Chongyin didn't care whether An Jing didn't know it or was pretending not to know it. He said calmly: "The Emperor of the Qin Dynasty asked the famous craftsman Li Laojun to refine the Dulu Sword. There is only one deer in the world. If the world is like a deer, it can only be made by one person."
An Jing smiled and said: "What a Dulu Sword."
Zhao Chongyin said: "This Dulu Sword was originally prepared by this prince for myself."
An Jing said: "The Human Emperor has an Emperor's Sword in his hand, and His Highness the Crown Prince does not need this one."
Zhao Chongyin put his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "That is the Emperor's Sword of Emperor Taiping, not mine."
An Jing stroked the hilt of the Dulu Sword and felt a little cold in it, "It seems that the prince is also a master of swordsmanship. Only a master of swordsmanship will love this best sword in the world."
Zhao Chongyin said: "I can see the Sword God, the Sword Demon and your sword, but you can't see my sword."
For a top swordsman, whether he can see the sword in his hand or the sword in his heart seems to be the standard for a top swordsman. However, sometimes the sword is not tangible, but an intangible existence.
An Jing looked at Zhao Chongyin, "It seems that His Highness's sword is in his heart."
Zhao Chongyin said coldly: "What I have practiced since I was a child is the sword of the emperor. To bring peace to the world and secure all the people, I plan everything within the walls to win a victory thousands of miles away. If I used my body as a sword, I would be able to fight you and others with blood splattered within five steps." , which the emperor will not take."
An Jing chuckled, "So from the beginning to the end, His Highness had no intention of giving up the Dulu Sword."
"That's right."
"What do you plan to do now, Your Highness?"
Zhao Chongyin did not answer An Jing's words, but pointed to the sword demon in the distance, "That is Hou Jin's thief, and he happened to kill Ji Tian today."
All the martial arts masters present were shocked.
The sword demon is a member of the Hou Jin Dynasty. He came to Zhongshan with evil intentions, so he will naturally be killed!
The Sword Demon Boy shrank slightly, and then he clenched the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, "The Yan Kingdom Sacrifice Ceremony does require sacrifices to the heaven. If His Highness the Crown Prince's head is used as a sacrifice to the heaven, wouldn't it move the heavens even more?
"
"I will take off the crown prince's head today and completely complete this ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven."
As soon as these words came out, the people around Yan State were shocked and angry.
"presumptuous!"
Xu Qianyue pulled out the long knife in her hand and looked at the sword demon coldly.
The Emperor of Dayan has sword guards in front of him. Needless to say, his strength is natural. Even though he rarely takes action in the world, and even the traces of some of his actions will be erased, no master in the world dares to underestimate him.
Behind him, the three hundred imperial guards and the Xuanyi Guard Da Tiangang all looked over.
"boom!"
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a wave of true energy emerged among the crowd. Several masters of the world of Yan Kingdom were all washed into blood foam by this wave of true energy.
Suddenly the scene became extremely chaotic, and everyone looked back in shock.
Could it be that someone from Houjin is here!?
An Jing narrowed his eyes and followed the sound.
I saw a bald old man holding a giant knife stepping on the bright red soil. The giant knife in his hand dragged the ground and made a "crack" sound. It was extremely harsh and sharp, as if something was crushing the human heart.
Grinding is normal.
Giant knife!
In the world, there are not many masters who use giant swords, and there are even fewer masters who have become famous.
The man said calmly: "Today, killing the prince to worship heaven can be regarded as making His Highness the prince's name go down in history."
Grand Dharma King Muyuan!
An Jing naturally recognized him, and had a fierce battle with him on Dongluo Pass.
The supreme master sitting on the Snowy Mountains of Houjin once walked out of the Snowy Mountains to help Zongzheng Huachun become the most powerful person in the world.
That giant sword once saved Zongzheng Huachun at the hands of Jun Qinglin. It is no exaggeration to say that without Dharma King Mu Yuan, there would be no Houjin today.
When Jia Shiwu saw the person coming, his expression suddenly changed: "Dharma King Mu Yuan!?"
Who is the Great Dharma King Muyuan?
That was the second master behind Hou Jinming, and besides Zongzheng Huachun, he was the strongest master in Daxue Mountain.
At this moment, he actually sneaked into the territory of Yan Kingdom.
As Dharma King Mu Yuan walked out, a series of sounds rang out from the crowd. The two Dharma Kings Mu Xuan and Mu Li and many masters of Houjin also appeared one after another.
At this moment, Sword Demon, Grand Dharma King Mu Yuan, and the other two Dharma Kings, there are actually four master-level experts from Houjin on Zhongshan Mountain.
Everyone is not a new master in cultivation, and their strength is very strong.
"No! The masters from the Snowy Mountains are attacking Zhongshan."
"There are so many experts here. It seems they are completely prepared."
The swordsmen on Zhongshan Mountain were all shocked. They came here just to participate in the Dulu Swordsmanship. Who would have thought that the masters from the Snow Mountain would be ambushing them on Zhongshan Mountain.
Their hearts were trembling. With so many masters, could His Highness really be able to resist them?
Especially after the Sword God was severely injured, the Ghost Swordsman seemed to be exhausted. How should he break the situation today?
"Very good, I didn't expect so many people from Houjin to sneak in."
He was not a fool, so he naturally noticed the conspiracy, but now that he had noticed the conspiracy, he still couldn't believe it.
In the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the prince actually had to be killed to offer sacrifices to heaven!
How brave is this!?
Who else could do it except my daring second brother?
Only him!
Only Zhao Mengtai can do such absurd and bold things!
The soldiers guarding at the foot of the mountain were from Pingdinghou, and Pingdinghou relied on Zhao Mengtai during party disputes, and Zhao Mengtai himself also supported many masters.
Zhao Chongyin was angry in his heart. He could never imagine that his brothers would join forces with Jin Manyi to kill him.
But soon, he regained his composure.
Zhu Yongfang, the Minister of Rites, was a little panicked, "What on earth is going on?"
As a court official and an important minister of the country, he had never faced a master in person. The powerful sense of oppression came over him, making it almost difficult for him to breathe.
"Relax."
Compared with Zhu Yongfang's slight panic, Yue Tingchen's performance was very calm, even unchanged.
A sharp confrontation is formed on Clock Mountain.
One side is centered on Zhao Chongyin, guarded by Xu Qianyue and many masters of the Yan Kingdom, and the other side is centered on Master Muyuan and other Houjin masters.
The smell of blood is everywhere in the air. These are the masters of the martial arts who died just now, and now they have turned into lonely ghosts.
An Jing stood aside and watched this scene calmly. Others did not know the details of Zhao Chongyin, but he knew very well that the old man standing behind Zhao Chongyin could be said to be the best master above Zhongshan.
Moreover, he had fought two games in a row, and now his energy and spirit were exhausted. Even though his energy could be restored by relying on the "Unknown Heart Sutra", his energy was damaged.
Besides, Zhao Chongyin had murderous intentions towards him, so why should he help Zhao Chongyin fight against the people of Hou Jin Dynasty?
With Zhao Chongyin's character, even if he takes action, he may not be grateful for his kindness.
"Chi!"
Another sharp sword light swept up, and three guards flew out heavily, and then a figure appeared in front of everyone.
That was a swordsman. The long sword in his hand was cold and ruthless, giving people an inexplicable pressure. His silver-gray hair was flying in the strong wind.
Just one look at it gives people a scary feeling.
Xu Qianyue raised her eyebrows, "Ancestor Tianpeng!?"
"Exactly."
The swordsman laughed.
Although he was laughing, it made the temperature of the world even colder.
One of the four great swordsmen in the world and the most mysterious swordsman.
His appearance undoubtedly made the situation more critical and made Zhu Yongfang's face paler.
Zuo Biwen's lips were trembling and his heart was beating rapidly.
"You are indeed my good brother."
Zhao Chongyin's eyes were deep and cold. He knew that his brother was determined to kill him, so he sent so many experts here.
"Since you are seeking death, the Crown Prince of Japan will make it happen for you today."
After speaking, Zhao Chongyin looked at Mr. Su beside him.
Mr. Su, who had been standing nearby with his back bent as if he was about to die, took two steps forward, stood in front of Zhao Chongyin, and then stood up.
Mr. Su, who seemed to have been crouching all his life, suddenly straightened up. It was such a simple change of movement, but there was an indescribable momentum coming from it, and Zhongshan was trembling.
Mr. Su was not tall, let alone compared to the strong man Hou Jin on horseback, but the moment he straightened up, it gave people a strange illusion.
It seemed as if Mr. Su was like a stone statue in the worship hall at this moment, shining with a dazzling light that made people dare not look directly.
At this moment, the zhenqi in his body was like a vast river, unfathomable, and had reached the limit of the human body.
A soaring momentum surged into the sky. The wind and snow that had stopped seemed to begin to dance again. The dry trees were also trembling and swaying. Other creatures in Zhongshan were also shouting.