561. Through the sky and the latitude, the sword breaks the universe
The person who came was surprisingly Mr. Fang Cun.
Zhang Dongyun's previous prediction was true, Qiyao Hualing appeared, and there was too much movement.
This is exactly what Mr. Fang Cun has been looking for.
He must have his own way of searching, and he has never given up after all these years.
Before, when the magic weapon was hidden from the world, it could still be hidden from him.
But now that the magic weapon has been born and shines brightly, it can no longer be hidden from this guy.
After Mr. Fang Cun noticed the aura spread by Qiyao Hualing, he immediately found him.
Most of his attention was focused on Qiyao Hualing at the moment, and he didn't care about the angry Mu Miao. He just asked casually: "Is he the successor of Mo Li?"
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became more solemn. He moved his eyes away from Qiyao Hualing and looked to the other side: "What a pure sword intention."
Su Po's figure appeared silently in the dark and quiet universe in the distance, and in a short moment, he came to the side of Qiyao Hualing.
"Mr. Fang Cun?"
Su Po's tone was calm.
While speaking, he had already stood between the other party and Mu Miao, Chen Chaoyan and Qiyao Hua Ling.
"Yes, I call myself 'Fang Cun', are you with them?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked past Su Po and fell on Chen Chaoyan at the same time as he spoke: "She..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that he could no longer see Chen Chaoyan, and his line of sight seemed to be cut off by an invisible sword edge.
"They are all my people in Chang'an now, and Chang'an will protect them."
Su Po's expression was calm and his tone was gentle, not as sharp as his sword at all.
Mr. Fang Cun laughed dumbly: "Mo Li, you were reincarnated as expected, but unexpectedly you were reincarnated as a woman. No wonder you can find the whereabouts of Qiyao Crystal Essence today."
Su Po tilted his head slightly and looked at Qiyao Hualing behind him: "Qiyao Crystal Marrow, is it the material for refining this magic weapon? It is indeed an extremely brilliant magic weapon."
When Mr. Fang Cun heard this, he was displeased: "What's so good? What a waste of resources. I will have to work hard to refine the Qi Yao Crystal Marrow again later. It will take even more effort than he did to refine this magic weapon."
"Then don't bother with it."
Su Po said calmly.
He told the dusk behind him: "Be still and concentrate, and do what you should do now."
"……yes."
Mu Miao took a deep breath and looked back at Mr. Fang Cun.
In fact, just when she looked directly at the other person with full hostility, she felt a vague burning pain in her soul.
With her dignity as the Yang God, even if this is the case, let alone the "Master" who is currently reincarnated and re-cultivating.
The current strength gap between the two sides is self-evident.
In fact, she has always known this.
When Mo Li fell into the opponent's hands, his cultivation level was also at the fourteenth level.
Mu Miao didn't have the confidence to defeat her mentor, so she naturally didn't have the strength to seek revenge from Mr. Fang Cun.
But now that they suddenly met each other on a narrow road, she could not suppress the resentment in her heart.
Su Po's arrival made her feel lighter.
Even though Su Po was just like her, currently in the fourteenth realm, she still felt at ease.
On the one hand, it was because of Su Po himself, and on the other hand, it was from Chang'an City.
When she first entered Chang'an, it was not entirely of her own free will.
But at this moment, Mu Miao felt relieved and happy from the bottom of her heart.
She got rid of distracting thoughts, temporarily put aside the existence of Mr. Fang Cun, and worked wholeheartedly to collect the Qiyao Hualing.
As far as Mr. Fangcun is concerned, the two people opposite him, who are both in the Fourteenth Realm, have completely different concepts.
He didn't take Mo Li's apprentice seriously.
But Su Po is another story.
However, taking it seriously does not affect Mr. Fang Cun's confidence in himself and his ability to control the situation.
"It's very rare for a swordsman genius like you to emerge. I pity you for your difficulty in practicing, but I'm not afraid of you. Don't be ignorant and try to push your limits."
Mr. Fang Cun looked at Su Po and shook his head slightly: "You are not the one who can make the decision here. Qiyao Crystal Essence, I will make a decision. If you persist in your stubbornness, I will have no choice but to ignore your talents and will execute you today."
Su Po's expression was as usual: "It's not necessary to cherish your talent. I have heard that you and Mo Li were friends. In order to seize the treasure, you betrayed your trust and harmed him. Now, please save it and stop acting like a gentleman."
Mr. Fang Cun snorted coldly: "What do you know? The Qi Yao Crystal Essence belongs to me, but Mo Li stole it in order to refine the magic weapon he imagined!"
The white jade folding fan in his hand closed with a "pop" sound and pointed at Su Po:
"If you get involved, you will be responsible for all the consequences."
Following his finger, thin black lines suddenly flew towards Su Po.
Su Po looked closely and saw that the black lines were all filled with thick ink.
What Mr. Fang Cun used this time was not Confucian methods, but Taoist methods.
Thick ink is everywhere, and once it touches your body, Mr. Fang Cun will remove all your strength and make it all come to nothing.
Su Po stood on the spot and did not move. Silks of invisible sword energy naturally appeared around him, cutting through the thick ink, breaking it into pieces, and annihilating it silently.
Mr. Fang Cun narrowed his eyes slightly.
The opponent's swordsmanship is truly superb.
He used Taoist methods to compete with him and was no match for him.
I had known that he was a master of both Taoism and Confucianism. Although he majored in Confucianism, he also had profound attainments in Taoism.
But now the opponent has no real skills at all, and has broken all his Taoist techniques with just a few moves.
Su Po's sword energy cut through the opponent's ink line, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Because after his sword energy destroyed the opponent's Taoist method, the broken ink marks did not disappear completely. Inside the ink marks, there was a more mysterious method.
As expected, the ink glass did not disappear, but quickly condensed in the void of the universe, dispersed and combined, and finally turned into a beautiful article.
Although Su Po did not practice Confucianism, he was surrounded by Shen Herong, a great Confucian master, so he was no stranger to such articles.
This looks like a gorgeous parallel prose with neat and elegant rhetoric, but it is precisely the style of writing that Shen Herong dislikes the least.
But Mr. Fang Cun's research in articles like this is obviously near the pinnacle.
Once the article was completed, it was as if the surrounding universe was flattened together, as if everything could be left on the paper.
Su Po stretched out his right hand behind his back, held it with five fingers, and drew out the invisible but indestructible terrifying sword edge, slashing the beautiful article in front of him into pieces!
A good faction burns musical instruments and boils cranes, which is a disgrace to the scenery!
Zhang Dongyun, who was in the Daming Palace in Chang'an City in the Yanhuang Realm, smiled when he saw this.
With the further promotion of Lei Han's mysterious ice soul and the branches of the sycamore sacred tree, Su broke through the sharpness of the sword and made one step further.
If Lei Han has the strongest defense in the history of Yanhuang Realm, then Su Po has almost the strongest attack.
He and Zong Tianxuan, who wielded swords at the same time, were the rare warriors at this stage who could defeat Lei Han Huiyao's immortal body and break through defenses at the same level.
Although it is difficult to achieve as good results as Li Shangqing's swordsmanship in the 15th realm, he can be proud of his strong attack power.
In particular, Su Po's ability to attack one point may be even better than Zong Tianxuan's.
Zong Tianxuan needs to practice Ziwei Yuan, the strongest among the "Three Yuans" in their lineage, in order to make up for this gap.
However, the opponent he is facing now has a higher level of cultivation after all.
How can a master who can achieve this realm be any less talented and talented?
In the past, when he was practicing in the first nine realms and the master realm in Confucianism, Mr. Fang Cun was also an amazing figure who surpassed countless practitioners in the same realm.
An expert will know if it is there as soon as he takes action.
Mr. Fang Cun discovered that Su Po's sword was sharper than he had previously expected.
A writing brush immediately appeared in his hand and he swung it in the air.
The beautiful article reappears, and there is more than one.
The interweaving of pen and ink turns into layers of worlds, and then merges together, completely flattening the surrounding universe again.
Not only Su Po, but also Chen Chaoyan couldn't stand the dusk behind him, and his figure seemed to be pressed from a three-dimensional shape to a flat one.
The fifteenth level of Confucian practice is the beginning of becoming a saint. Therefore, according to legend, it is called half-saint!
The most famous ability of the Semi-Saint is the ability to navigate the world.
At this moment, Mr. Fang Cun no longer makes any slights or reservations. With all his strength, Jingtianweidi is about to flatten the void of the world and turn it into his own chessboard for him to dominate.
With Su Po's ability, he now felt that no matter how powerful he was, he was like a chess piece on a chessboard, and could only be controlled by the chess player.
The gap between the two sides is unusually huge.
Above the fourteenth realm, there is indeed another world.
Su Po's expression became more relaxed at this moment.
He was completely immersed in his swordsmanship at the moment.
There is nothing else in the world except yourself and your sword.
His heart was so cold that it almost turned into ice.
But this ice soul's heart was beating harder than ever before.
Power flows continuously to the right hand, which is full of vitality and fiery.
All the vitality was extinguished by the cold sword edge. Not only did it not consume the sword's power, it actually made it stronger.
Su Po swung out his sword and it was like the heaven and earth were created, and he was invincible.
He cut through the opponent's chessboard alive!
The entire void of the surrounding universe was cut open by this sword.
The chess piece, in turn, destroys the chessboard, shatters the scattered pieces, and flies towards the chess player in the opposite direction.
Mr. Fang Cun unfolded his white jade folding fan and waved it on the spot.
The sword energy still cut a tragic wound on his body!
He was actually injured by a Martial Emperor?
Mr. Fang Cun was extremely angry. With a wave of his hand, the scattered words and ink on the chessboard turned into a violent wave, swallowing up Su Po.
However, he saw an icy blue light suddenly appear on Su Po's chest and heart, and it quickly condensed into an ice armor, protecting his whole body.
The Confucian Half-Saint took action, and the waves were so violent that they shattered all the ice armors, but still injured Su Po himself.
But with this block, the injuries that could have been caused were undoubtedly much lighter.
Su Po let out a breath of turbid air, and stood with the invisible sword pointed at his chest. He looked at Mr. Fang Cun, and still had the strength to fight again.
Mr. Fang Cun looked serious.
The wounds on his body were temporarily stabilized by the literary talent, and the injuries were lighter than Su Po's.
They had just fought, and he was the winner after all.
But this is entirely because he has an advantage in realm. If not, the result would be completely reversed.