As the tide of death swept across, pale sword light spread across the void.
It was almost invisible, just a flash, and in the distance was the aura of a holy monk ten miles away. It just disappeared without a sound and within everyone's spiritual awareness.
People nearby only saw the head thrown up, and then the whole body suddenly turned into dust and dispersed.
But Zong Shouze still stood on the same spot, seemingly untouched. Under the combined attack of more than ten saints, he was actually unscathed.
Before the light of the sword was exhausted, this time it went straight into the imperial study. Yin Yu's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and the bronze man of the Twelve Towns had also made an "empty" sound.
Once the situation becomes dangerous, something will be done.
Zuo Xin, who was standing sideways, sneered slightly. He firmly believed that what he did was the right way and in line with Confucian etiquette. If he died to defend the way, how could he be afraid if he really deserved his death?
But at this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of Yin Yu. He was in his thirties, with gray hair, and it was Li Bie Xue. With a flick of his finger, he hit the pale sword edge just a little bit.
Zong Shou immediately flew out with his sword, sliding thousands of feet, almost flying out of the palace city.
After finally stopping, more blood surged out from his mouth, the shape was miserable and terrifying.
At this time, there was also a little blood stain on Li Bie Xue's fingertips.
The entire knuckle of the left index finger began to become necrotic, and even with the power of Li Bie Xue, the Supreme Saint, he was unable to recover for a while.
He could only frown slightly and put it down for the time being. Zong Shou's Styx Death Sword uses the God of Death's Secret Art.
It was determined that this finger of his was already 'dead'. Before correction, even regeneration of the severed limb would be useless.
No one else noticed the strangeness, but Yin Yu was deeply shocked. He looked carefully at Li Bie Xue's left hand behind his back in surprise.
It is possible to ignore the rank and cause damage to the realm. Even the so-called half-step to the realm is absolutely impossible.
And the Supreme Yuan Demon Li Bie Xue is the top figure even among the Supreme Saints.
So, the sword that Zong Shou carried just now is the thirteenth-level supreme divine art?
A deep chill filled his heart. Yin Yu's face also showed a hint of gratitude.
"Thank you so much, Imperial Master! If the Imperial Master hadn't taken action in time, Yin Yu might have died by this sword today!"
"It's my job!"
Li Bie Xue, however, seemed not to care. She waved her sleeves and said, "Even if I don't have you, that arrogant demon king can't hurt your majesty."
Yin Yu smiled and said nothing. Although he was protected by the bronze men of the twelve towns, he was not sure whether he could stop the sword.
Zong Shou was in a state of disarray. The injuries that he had only recovered from with the help of the Flower of Life and Death broke out again at this moment. His whole body was covered with holes again.
The energy and blood in the body are turbulent, and the soul is shaking. When the mystery of life and death changes into the power of transforming life, it is far less smooth than before.
Just this one blow almost caused his soul to fly away and die.
This is the ultimate power! After understanding it, asking Xu Fu to take action beforehand is indeed not superfluous.
If it were just Wei Xu and Yuan Jing, they might not be able to prevent Li Bie Xue from escaping.
Although the injury was serious, fortunately, the Cangsheng Sword Formation was still functioning smoothly. The Divine Refining Sword pierced and slashed through the void, weaving layers of sword nets, forcibly blocking Li Bie Xue's pursuit.
This gave Zong Shoude a little chance to breathe, and he adjusted his Qi and pulse within a few breaths and tried his best to recover.
But as a result, the Sword of the Heavenly Way can no longer stop Li Bie Xue from repairing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Yin Vein Spirit Slaying Formation.
Dark red clouds once again filled the sky.
At this time, a long sigh suddenly came from behind.
"The outcome is actually no longer in suspense! I am Yang Yehen, a bachelor of the Wuying Hall of the Great Shang Dynasty, the governor of Zuo Shengzheng, and the head of the Yang family in Huangjing! I can guarantee here that if His Majesty Qian Huang is willing to retreat today, then all he has to do is to Our emperor will make an announcement and return all the lands south of the Yangtze River. We will ask our emperor to show mercy so that your majesty can escape unscathed——"
Yin Yu still sat upright, listening quietly with a smile on his face. He neither stopped nor commented on Yang Yehen's words.
Zong Shouze shook his head slightly. How could he not have a clear idea of Yang Yehen and the thoughts of several major families? However -
"Noisy!"
Another ray of silver light flew out of his sleeve. The fallen leaves flew through the void ten times as fast. With one rapid fall, it pierced Yang Yehen's throat!
A trace of blood spilled from the wound. Yang Yehen put his hand on the wound on his throat, his face full of disbelief.
There is an immortal body in the holy realm. Even if the body is blown into dust and powder, it can still recover.
However, the immortal-killing power on the sword cut off all his vitality when the light of the sword entered his body.
Zong Shou didn't even look at this man. He only came here today to punish Yin Yu and was too lazy to say anything else.
Li Biexue's eyes were cold, watching Yang Yehen's energy gradually disappearing. Then he sneered: "Although he has ulterior motives, what he wants to do is somewhat beneficial to you. He is still bound to die. He is truly worthy of being the Blood Sword Demon King." , Cruel and ruthless! Even I can’t stand it. Since Your Majesty is so brave and unwilling to retreat, it is exactly what I want. Then please, Your Majesty, die here!"
He reached out and grabbed it again, and an invisible force immediately captured Zong Shou.
Zong Shou felt his energy was suffocated, and he couldn't even breathe.
Even with the Cangsheng Sword Formation and the power of heaven to protect it, it would be doubly difficult.
The Heavenly Sword Intent was erased bit by bit, and the controllable space around him was also compressed step by step.
Li Bie Xue's eyes were full of ridicule. He was about to continue to work harder, but at this moment.
In the cloud sky outside the Imperial Capital City, two looming qi forces suddenly rushed into the city and entered the Imperial Capital City.
It is difficult for ordinary monks to detect it, but under the induction of his spiritual thoughts, everything is clearly visible and nothing is missed.
It was an aura of the same level as his, but obviously much weaker.
Wei Xu, Yuan Jing?
The ridicule in Li Bie Xue's eyes became even stronger, without any hint of surprise.
These two people took action almost at this time, otherwise in just a few moments, Zong Shou would die in his own hands.
The only strange thing is that Xiuguan and Yuanjing Longying are still missing.
But it doesn't matter, as long as these two people are suppressed, there will be no worries about showing off their appearance.
Suddenly his mind moved again, and Li Biexue looked in the south direction in surprise.
In that place, there is also a Qi machine that is not inferior to the first two, but slightly superior, and is approaching quietly.
Xu Fu?
Li Biexue was stunned, and then chuckled disdainfully. Instead of returning to the Penglai world to wait for death, he waded into this muddy water. Was he seeking death?
So that’s it! In this battle, the Dao of Commons is not only composed of five supreme saints and two sets of sword formations, but six saints!
So what confidence does that show have? He, Li Bie Xue, is looking forward to it! (To be continued.)