Chapter 337 So what if the whole world is an enemy, this sword pierces through the heart!
Outside the palace, heavy snow was falling.
The young man in white clothes carries a sword case on his back and hangs a gourd on his waist. He stands upright in front of the temple. His eyes as cold as ink seem to be staring at everyone present, but his gaze seems to have never been there.
on someone.
Cen Jiulian, who was in the middle of the hall, suddenly felt an invisible aura approaching.
His hair couldn't help but flow back, and the white sleeves of his robe seemed to be caressed by the wind. The fingers holding the sword hilt suddenly exerted force on their joints.
This moment.
Cen Jiulian's heart sank.
When he came from Bai Yujing, he once proudly thought that he could see the entire world at a glance, and that with a sword in his hand, he could dominate the world.
But the young man outside the palace made the palms of his sword-holding hands sweat.
Goosebumps all over my body.
Who is this person?
Cen Jiulian was full of curiosity.
"Mr. Fifteen."
"Gu Yusheng!"
Inside the palace.
Han Wen, Qu Lianghong, Su Shouzhuo and Mo Pianlan stood up first.
But among other people in the hall, some people called Gu Yusheng by his first name.
Gu Yusheng?
Is he the young man who came out of Qingpingzhou?
Cen Jiulian had heard of this name a long time ago in Bai Yujing. In recent years, the breeze has ruffled the rivers and lakes the size of a pond, and the word Gu Yusheng has been circulated.
Humble, kill your master.
This is Gu Yusheng's origin.
Trapped away, far away.
It was Gu Yusheng's embarrassment.
A sword of shame about my father.
It almost summarizes all of Gu Yusheng's past.
No one will care about his suffering and experience.
But half a year ago.
There is a saying circulating in the three holy places:
The sword-carrying man rushes out of the wilderness!
Travel thirty thousand miles in one night.
Just because.
There was a young man who was trapped in the Peach Blossom Cage of Qingyun Gate.
He had a reason to die.
So overnight.
Bai Yujing, Da Brahma, and Penglai all sent out people.
Want to stop the sword bearer.
In the final outcome, the three great saints disappeared.
But everyone in the world knows it.
Gu Yusheng finally arrived in Zhongzhou, came to Jingting Mountain, and entered the Holy Monastery.
Become Mr. Fifteen.
It seems that everything has been revealed.
But Cen Jiulian knew.
There is some determined destiny.
It is not something that the Holy Court can control.
Heir of Zhanlongshan Sword Dojo.
He feels he is more suitable.
Now.
The opportunity is right in front of you.
Just draw the sword.
Just have a duel in front of the world.
But now.
Cen Jiulian found that the sword in her hand was very heavy.
"Are you threatening me?"
Cen Jiulian narrowed his eyes and secretly prepared his sword.
But the sword.
Just can't pull it out.
Step, step, step.
Gu Yusheng stepped in.
Take a step forward, and the lotus sword shadow in the entire hall will rotate.
Taking another step forward, the sound of sword chants in the hall became more sonorous and sharp.
Tick.
Sweat broke out from Cen Jiulian's forehead and dripped onto the cold floor.
It was originally his condensed sword intent.
Nine Lotus Sword Technique.
Kenshin Ruoren!
But now, his sword intention was taken away and controlled by Gu Yusheng.
Tick.
There was another faint sound on the floor.
That was Han Wen's heart that had been pierced by the Lingxi sword before, and blood seeped from the corners of his clothes to the ground.
"Did you hurt him?"
Gu Yusheng stopped.
The corners of Cen Jiulian's mouth trembled slightly.
"So what?"
Zheng!
A stern sword energy responded to Cen Jiulian's words.
Gu Yusheng drew his sword.
The dragon-slaying sword on his waist penetrated Cen Jiulian's heart at an extremely fast speed and came out from behind him.
The cold sword edge was withdrawn little by little.
Another sword thrust in!
puff!
The sword is not stained with blood yet.
Was pulled back again.
Another sword glow grew stronger.
The third sword.
It will kill Cen Jiulian!
Cen Jiulian, on the other hand, seemed to be immobilized, and strangely kept holding the sword and drawing it out.
"stop!!"
Inside the palace.
Taoist Xuantian raised the dust in his hand.
Outside the palace.
Several powerful auras floated over.
The Haoqi Alliance, the envoy to supervise the war, moves thousands of boats.
Demon-Slaying Alliance, envoy of the border town, Du Qing.
The holy land of Brahma, the monk who saves his heart.
Elder Bai Yujing, Lu Tianqiong!
There are more than four people coming?
Chen Jin, deputy war envoy of Haoqi Alliance, and Bian Shan.
And Yuan Qian’s father Yuan Gang.
The Wei family, known as the number one family in Xianhuzhou, also sent an Eighth Realm monk here.
All of them are powerful in the Eight Realms.
In addition, there are no less than a hundred practitioners in the Seventh Realm and Sixth Realm!
It seemed like everyone Gu Yusheng had offended came together.
No coincidence!
The absolutely powerful aura was approaching, and Gu Yusheng wanted to give up.
But the sword thrust out by Gu Yusheng.
It will never stop.
The indifference raised at the corner of his mouth was reflected in Cen Jiulian's pupils.
now.
Where he saw was Gu Yusheng.
But a demon from hell.
"Help, save me!"
Cen Jiulian was shocked.
Behind his pupils, several different spells were shot at the same time.
In order to stop Gu Yusheng.
Buzz!
The Dragon-Slaying Sword came out of Gu Yusheng's hand.
Passing through Cen Jiulian's body like a swimming dragon.
At the same time.
The hall was like a silver vase being broken, and thousand-year-old ice suddenly shattering.
Silent!
It was as if everyone was frozen in place.
Only Gu Yusheng's body suddenly flew forward.
At the same time, there was Cen Jiulian who fell backward.
This is Bai Yujing’s great swordsman.
A genius praised by the world as one of the top ten swordsmen.
Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his life was passing rapidly.
Gu Yusheng stumbled forward, and with every step he took, he would be dented very, very deeply.
This moment.
The world here seems to have changed color.
I saw Han Wen standing proudly.
Ignoring the scars on my heart, I took a step forward, using my body as my backing for the rest of my life.
The second person to react was Su Shouzhuo, who also made the same move and stood behind Han Wen.
Then don’t lean on the fence.
He also acted like this tacitly.
Qu Lianghong also did not flinch.
She resolutely leaned her body against Mo Pinglan's back.
boom!
A hole appeared in the main hall of the city lord's mansion.
None of the five people were among them.
The already shaky formation of the City Lord's Mansion started to wail and tremble, and was completely destroyed.
"Nine Lotus!"
Lu Tianqiong, the elder of Bai Yujing, jumped over and reached out to grab Cen Jiulian's body, which was pierced by three swords. He turned his palm and took out a precious elixir the size of a dragon's eye and placed it in Cen Jiulian's mouth.
Use the power of your palms to draw out the medicinal power.
The smell of blood in the hall is mixed with the strange fragrance of elixir!
One after another figures have entered the main hall.
Staring at Cen Jiulian.
This talented swordsman has countless auras and a strong background.
The sword wound in his heart.
There is only one.
I took another precious elixir.
It shouldn't be a big problem.
However.
Cen Jiulian's eyes gradually became distracted. He tightened his grip on the sword and held it tighter and tighter.
His life is fading rapidly like a withered flower.
Taoist Xuantian stared carefully.
Throw out a sentence that shocked everyone:
"It's useless, his three souls are gone."
"What!"
Lu Tianqiong was shocked when he heard this.
He took out another piece of talisman and pasted it on Cen Jiulian's wound.
Trying to bring Cen Jiulian back from the brink of death.
But Cen Jiulian's body gradually stiffened.
"Master Du Xin, hurry up!"
Lu Tianqiong's eyes were full of expectations.
Only Brahma's supreme Dharma can save Cen Jiulian.
"Amitabha!"
The old monk Du Xin waved his Buddhist robes and sat cross-legged. A ray of Buddha light passed by, and Cen Jiulian's body floated in front of him. In the main hall, the golden Buddha light shrouded everyone, and the mysterious Buddhist runes were bright and injected into the hall bit by bit.
Between Cen Jiulian's eyebrows.
now.
The hall is all silent.
Cen Jiulian seemed to be coming back to life.
But at this moment.
From the hole that was smashed open with his body, Gu Yusheng walked out step by step.
He glanced at the old monk who knew his heart.
The old monk Du Xin also looked at Gu Yusheng with emotion.
suddenly.
The old monk Du Xin, who looked extremely calm, shook his hands secretly.
He closed his eyes and concentrated.
Inject the last Buddha's light into Cen Jiulian's body.
It seems that the most important redemption has been completed.
"Amitabha."
Monk Du Xin put his hands together and expelled the demonic figure that had just appeared on the Mirror Stage from his body.
After counting the interest.
Cen Jiulian is alive.
only.
When he woke up, there was something strange in his eyes that no one noticed except Gu Yusheng!