Chapter 354: The Heavenly Demon Palace is now in the rivers and lakes
The wind blew up, and the sky and the earth suddenly became clear.
If Zongzheng Huachun's aura is like a terrifying demon, giving people a heavy feeling like a mountain covering them, then the swordsman opposite is more like a vast ocean, broad and inclusive of everything.
With their current status and strength, both of them are the top experts in the world, and they are both experts who can determine the general trend of the world.
That's why this showdown is even more eye-catching.
An Jing looked at Zongzheng Huachun in the distance and couldn't help but frown secretly.
At this time, Zongzheng Huachun's feet were on the ground, his head was on the sky, and he stood in the middle, his slim figure connected to the sky and the earth, giving people the feeling that there was no violation at all.
An Jing knew that Zongzheng Huachun, who had absorbed the spirit of the earth's veins, had not only improved his cultivation, but his enlightenment on the induction of heaven and man had also improved a lot.
When Tao has stagnated, the improvement of skills can allow Tao to exert stronger strength. The strength of Zongzheng Huachun in front of him is absolutely terrifying, not even weaker than the severely injured Nangong Weiping.
Definitely a strong enemy.
Zongzheng Huachun looked at the young man in white across from him and sighed in his heart.
Who would have thought that such a great genius would appear out of nowhere when there was no big picture in this world?
Times can really make heroes!
Zongzheng Huachun said seriously: "I know you will definitely come back."
An Jing said: "You know?"
Zongzheng Huachun said firmly: "I know."
An Jing's eyes froze slightly and said, "Then did you ever know when you would die?"
Zongzheng Hua Chundao: "I never speculate on things that are made out of nothing."
An Jing touched the sword box behind his back and said calmly: "So, you think you won't die?"
Seeing the great swordsman in the world pull out his long sword, everyone's expressions became nervous, and even their breathing showed a trace of nervousness and embarrassment.
No one will be unafraid, and no one will have peace of mind.
Zongzheng Huachun smiled and said: "Can you kill me?"
An Jing said: "Are you confident?"
Zong Zhenghua Chun said: "Of course."
An Jing stretched out his hand and said, "But I think you are too confident."
Canglang--!
The sharp cold light pierced out from the sword box, reflecting the coldness of the world.
Dude Sword!
The best sword in the world!
At this moment, the world's best sword is releasing sword energy, stirring the surrounding grass waves.
The people present looked at this scene, as if the peerless sword and An Jing's figure gradually merged into one. The Dulu Sword disappeared, the ghost swordsman also disappeared, and there was only one sword left in the world.
That kind of coldness and coldness floats between heaven and earth, seeming to penetrate into everyone's heart.
Zongzheng Huachun said: "Your sword has gone further than before."
There seems to be a secret connection between masters, especially top swordsmen and masters like An Jing and Zongzheng Huachun. They can detect each other's intentions through a subtle sense.
Zongzheng Huachun continued: "However, it is not enough to cut off my head."
After saying that, the energy in his body surged away like a tide. In an instant, not only did he disperse the cold sword energy, but also dispersed the dark clouds in the sky. Suddenly, a ray of sunshine returned to the Queen's Court.
, bringing a touch of warmth to the people of Houjin.
boom!
Zongzheng Huachun's voice is like morning bells and evening drums, resounding throughout the world and lasting for a long time.
An Jing gently stroked the sword blade with his fingers, "Someone once said the same thing to you."
Zong Zhenghua Chundao: "The same words have different tastes when spoken by different people."
An Jing said: "But for me, there is no difference."
Zongzhenghua Chundao: "Why?"
An Jing said: "They are just dead people."
The two of them were not talking, and everyone could feel the extremely solemn atmosphere.
That kind of momentum is intertwined, like a volcano ready to explode.
Even an ordinary Houjin soldier could feel his heart beating rapidly, as if the two of them would explode completely in the next moment.
The Dulu Sword in An Jing's hand seemed to have really disappeared, and even Zongzheng Huachun could not see it.
Zong Zhenghua Chun said: "Where is your sword?"
An Jing said: "The sword is here."
Zongzheng Huachun frowned upon hearing this, "Where is it?"
An Jing said: "Everywhere."
Zongzheng Huachun narrowed his eyes and his pupils suddenly shrank, "It's so good that it's everywhere."
An Jing said: "Let's take action."
Zongzheng Huachun stretched out his palm and said: "The move has been made."
An Jing asked: "Where is the recruitment?"
Zongzheng Huachun closed his eyes slightly and said, "It's hard to find the trace."
An Jing raised his eyebrows, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.
Ordinary people were confused when they heard the conversation between the two. They clearly could not see the sword, nor could they see Zongzheng Huachun's moves. The two of them were like two Buddhist monks, fighting at the moment.
But the expert who really knew what the two men were talking about was shocked in his heart.
From a distance, Zhao Qingmei looked at this scene and said softly: "It seems that your husband has touched the seventh realm."
Throughout the ages, many people believe that there are swordsmen who have reached the seventh realm. After all, the "General Guide to Kendo" explains the seven realms of swordsmanship very clearly, and the previous six realms are also explained very correctly. Many swordsmen have reached the seventh realm according to the "General Guide to Kendo".
In the Six Realms, many famous sword techniques were created.
Even so, there is no clear record in history so far, which also makes some people say that there is no seventh realm in this world.
The seventh realm is like the immortals in the sky. It is the real realm of immortals and Buddhas. As long as you cross it, you will have a different existence.
"My uncle has indeed touched the mysterious seventh realm."
Li Fuzhou said solemnly: "But Zongzheng Huachun is not bad. He has integrated a ray of thought into the spirit of the earth, and the connection between heaven and man has reached an extremely deep state, very close to the unity of heaven and man."
The seventh realm is terrifying, and the unity of heaven and man is even more daunting.
In Yujing City, Lu Guoyong stepped into the unity of heaven and man, and fought against the three great five-qi masters, severely injuring one of them and killing another. If the hip-hop Buddha was not so treacherous, he might also have been severely injured. This can be seen from this the unity of heaven and man.
of mystery.
If Zongzheng Huachun reaches the point of unity between heaven and man, even the great master may not be able to get benefits from him.
Therefore, in the battle between the two, it is really difficult to predict which one is stronger and which one is weaker.
"Third Master."
Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly and looked at Li Fuzhou standing aside.
Li Fuzhou nodded slightly, then escorted Zong Zhengyue towards the distance.
The two stood on both sides of the world, fighting each other. Others did not know the strength of the two, but they knew each other very well.
Both of them are very confident in their hearts, and each other's strength seems to be subtle.
At this moment, Li Fuzhou came out with Zong Zhengyue.
An Jing said calmly: "Zongzheng Huachun, my friend should be in your hands."
Zongzheng Huachun, who was standing at the top of the city, clapped his hands, and a few soldiers later came up with two bald monks.
Jie Se looked at the Yin soldiers in the dark clouds in the sky. His legs and feet were all sore at the moment, and he almost fell to the ground. When he saw the figure in white in the distance, he was stunned and said ecstatically: "Brother An, why are you here...
....?"
An Jing was actually standing under the clouds in the sky at this moment, confronting Zongzheng Huachun.
Who is Zongzheng Huachun?!
That is Holy Master Houjin, one of the top masters in the world today.
Zong Zhenghua Chun said: "One person for another, which one do you want?"
"One person for another person?"
An Jing held up Zong Zhengyue's collar and said, "This is the eighth princess of Houjin. Is her life so worthless?"
Zong Zhengyue's expression was as indifferent as water, and she looked resigned.
Zongzhenghua Chundao: "There is no dignity in human life."
An Jing said: "Everyone has one life. It is true that there is no hierarchy, but there is a status."
Zongzheng Huachun asked: "What do you want?"
An Jing said: "Let them go in exchange for the body of the great elder of our religion."
There was a fierce light in the eyes of some Houjin masters above the city, and their palms were placed on their waists.
Obviously they didn't want to give in easily, and even wanted to kill the ghost swordsman.
After all, this is the Houjin Royal Court, so what if the Ghost Swordsman has millions of Yin soldiers?
As long as the ghost swordsman is killed, who else in the Yan Dynasty can stop Hou Jin from going south?
Zongzheng Huachun took a deep look at An Jing and said, "Okay."
An Jing said: "You let him go first."
Zongzheng Huachun turned his head and looked at the two people, Jise and Jiejie, who were at a loss. Then he sucked his palms, and the two of them felt their bodies floating downwards.
"Brother An!"
When Jie Se saw An Jing, tears filled his eyes immediately, as if he was seeing a relative.
In the past few days, he had been worried that Zongzheng Huachun would kill him. He had been a dog for several days, which made him understand that this life of being a dog was really not a life for humans.
An Jing patted Jise and Jiejie on the shoulders and said nothing.
Li Fuzhou pushed Zong Zhengyue with a slap and said, "Eighth Princess, you can leave."
Zong Zhengyue stretched his muscles and said, "Thank you for the hospitality these days."
After saying that, Zong Zhengyue walked towards the wall of the Royal Court, and immediately numerous snow mountain masters came forward to greet him for protection.
Zongzheng Hua Chun said: "Jun Qinglin's body needs to be buried. I will have someone deliver it out later."
An Jing glanced at Zongzheng Huachun and said, "Zongzheng Huachun, the current situation has saved you."
"Ha ha ha ha."
When Zongzheng Huachun heard An Jing's words, he immediately understood all the meaning and knew that he did not want to decide whether to live or die today.
An Jing said: "But you and I will eventually have a battle."
Zongzheng Hua waved his Chunxiu robe and said: "Everything is as you wish. If you want to fight, I will accompany you at any time."
The strong wind whipped up waves of grass, blowing their clothes loudly.
There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty in the Royal Court of the Later Jin Dynasty, of which 200,000 are the elite among the elite. Outside the Royal Court, a million Yin soldiers are stationed in the dark clouds, with a strong Yin energy, as if they have rushed out from Fengdu.
Soldiers are average.
This confrontation gives people a very strange feeling.
An Jing said: "The ninth day of September, Bashan."
This is the time agreed upon by An Jing and Zhao Qingmei.
The time now is the end of June, and there are still more than two months before the ninth day of September, and An Jing wants to do a lot of things in these two months. Help Zhao Qingmei solve the inner demon of Dacheng, get the blood of Chenghuang, and the most important thing
It is to obtain the last fragment of the "Anonymous Heart Sutra" from the hands of the Zhenyi Sect and synthesize the complete "Anonymous Heart Sutra".
Zongzheng Huachun said without any hesitation, "I will definitely come as promised."
"let's go."
An Jing immediately turned around and walked away.
The moment he turned around, millions of Yin soldiers in the dark clouds also dissipated, the sky and the earth became clear, and the warm sunshine shone on the earth again.
After the Jin Dynasty returned to normal, everyone seemed to be in a dream.
Ji Rentai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Holy Lord, the Ghost Swordsman retreated as expected."
Although Zongzheng Huachun is very confident in his heart that he can defeat the Ghost Swordsman, but the Ghost Swordsman is the best swordsman in the world after all, and he also killed Taiyin Kui, the patron saint of the prairie. How can people not be frightened?
In addition, holding the most important weapon of the country, he can summon millions of Yin soldiers in an instant, which makes people even more frightened?
Now that the Ghost Swordsman has retreated, it undoubtedly gives Zongzheng Huachun a huge opportunity to break through to the Grand Master.
As long as Zongzheng Huachun breaks through to the Grand Master, what if the Ghost Swordsman comes to kill him again?
Zongzheng Huachun looked at the ghost swordsman's disappearing back and said, "Just now, he wanted to take action."
"oh?"
When Ji Rentai heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Ghost Swordsman really dares to take action?"
Zongzheng Huachun said calmly: "Because of the thought of the spirit of the earth, my Qi is connected to the heaven and the earth. It is difficult for him to sense my depth, and the reason why he finally gave up..."
Speaking of this, Zongzheng Huachun didn't speak anymore, but looked at Zongzhengyue, "Are you okay?"
Zong Zhengyue shook his head and said with emotion: "Father, I'm fine. The people of the Demon Sect are very polite to me. The Ghost Swordsman is indeed a character."
"That's good."
Zongzheng Huachun nodded, looked at the sky that was clear again, and said quietly after a long time: "I always thought that Zhao Zhiwu was my lifelong enemy, but now I find that the ghost swordsman is."
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Yunhua Road, in a small town.
Yunhua Road is located in the center of the entire Yan Dynasty. Although it was not affected by the war, due to a series of influences, its former prosperity has gradually declined.
There are not many people in the market, but there is still a constant stream of hawkers.
At this time, sitting on the corner of the street, was an old man in black clothes and white hair.
The old man was leaning against the corner, closing his eyes and concentrating. He was chattering, letting the sunlight shine on his wrinkled face, looking a little lazy and contented.
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him, completely blocking the sunlight.
The old man slowly opened his eyes and looked over. In front of him was a tall man with strange clothes. The man had a long knife on his waist. The long knife was wrapped in a scabbard, but the old man had keen senses.
It turns out that this is an extraordinary knife. Not only is it made of very rare materials, but the refining techniques are exquisite. The most important thing is that this knife has murderous intent, so it must have killed many people.
The old man said: "What a good knife."
The man said: "You are also a good sword."
The old man raised his brows, and his eyes reflected a cold light like a sharp sword, giving people a chilling illusion.
The man shook his head and said with a smile: "The world-famous and powerful Sword Demon has now lost all his spirit and become an old beggar living on the streets with nowhere to go. It's really surprising."
Sword Demon!
I am afraid that no one in the world today knows about it, and no one knows about its existence.
This old man was no one else. He was the sword demon Haotian who was stabbed in the heart by An Jing's swordsmanship and fell off the cliff on Zhongshan Mountain. At that time, Zhao Qingmei sent people down the mountain to find his body, but at that time the masters of the Demon Cult searched the whole place.
No body of the sword demon was found on the cliff, and the incident was gradually forgotten by the world.
After all, many people saw with their own eyes that the sword pierced the sword demon's heart, and that he would definitely die if he fell into the cliff.
The sword demon sat cross-legged, and then asked coldly: "Who are you?"
The corner of the man's mouth raised slightly and he said: "Tiansha Shrine."
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