Gao Qingyue's body remained motionless, her lips were slightly parted, she opened her mouth and took a calm breath, swallowing the fierce sword energy in one gulp.
The aristocratic family members cheered loudly again. Gao Qingyue's hand was so light that it seemed effortless, but it was also unpredictable. There was no trace of magic, and even the moon-white robe on his body did not make any waves. Luan An's head was shaken. This was the first time he had seen the Yu Clan's indestructible sword energy being neutralized in such an incredible way.
"The nobles are called 'sons of heaven'. How can I be called rude when I offer this cup to heaven?" Gao Qingyue replied calmly.
Luan An couldn't help but be speechless.
"As far as you are concerned, what our superiors say is only right and not wrong." The sword cultivator from the Luan Clan snorted coldly, took a step forward, and faced Gao Qingyue head-on. A dazzling cold light slowly floated from the sky above his head.
Out.
This is a sword made by the Yu Clan with the sharp beak at birth. It is a part of the body. It is usually melted into the flesh and blood, smelted, warmed and nourished to grow spiritually. From a physical point of view, every Yu Clan is born with a sword.
Man and sword unite.
The powerful force of the sword locked Gao Qingyue, preventing him from making a move. Once he showed any weakness, it would be a thunderous strike.
Gao Qingyue smiled indifferently, and suddenly stepped out with her left foot, seemingly facing the Luan Clan Sword Immortal on the opposite side, causing the opponent's sword to move, and the cold light above her head was about to come out.
Suddenly, Gao Qingyue's left foot swayed and fell back to where it was, as if it had never moved.
The Luan Clan Sword Immortal's sword lock failed immediately, Han Mang was also affected, and a wisp of sword energy shot out diagonally, hitting the ground in front of Gao Qingyue's feet and digging a deep hole.
"That's all." Luan An's eyes flashed and he made a stop gesture. It doesn't matter if you verbally humiliate the human race, but there is no need to act recklessly. Besides, Gao Qingyue's strength is unpredictable and not easy to mess with.
The Luan Clan Sword Immortal gave Gao Qingyue a cold look, and the cold light suddenly penetrated the top of his head. He turned around and sat down, not afraid that his realm was not as good as the other's.
The combat prowess of sword cultivators has always been the best among their peers, and the sword cultivators of the Yu clan are surprisingly powerful, especially good at killing enemies beyond their levels. The Yu clan who are in the realm of refining gods and returning to the void are revered as sword immortals, and they can already spread their wings and fly into the sky, rivaling foreign races.
Beginner master of Hedao.
The entire Yu clan is full of talented people, known as the Three Hundred Sword Immortals. With the combat power of three hundred Hedao warriors, all the clans in the Eight Wastelands bowed down.
"What General Gao Da said is quite reasonable. Respecting the sky means respecting our Yu clan. But..." Luan An smiled solemnly, "Shouldn't the ceremony of respecting the sky be done by King Jinming or the prince himself? How can he let his subordinates do it for him?
, there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority?"
"The envoy doesn't know that General Gao is also Gu's teacher. I am a human being who is a teacher for a day and a father for life. There is nothing wrong with Master Gao acting on Gu's behalf." Yi Mo returned to his seat and glanced at the group of aristocratic families secretly.
Sir, this group of thieves took the imperial salary and looked at the joke coldly, and they will all die a miserable death!
"Play music and have a meal!" the eunuch on the side shouted in time, the strings sounded, and the strings and bamboos reverberated melodiously, alleviating the tense atmosphere on the field.
The maids presented all kinds of delicacies and wines one after another. Luan An picked up the shining silver knife and fork, cut into a plate of steaming five-color beef loin, forked a piece of tender meat, put it into her mouth and chewed slowly.<
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Just like the Yu tribe, the meals for the top human tribe are also cooked by the Taoist tribe and are delicious. However, the human tribe has more fun, such as this plate of five-color beef tenderloin, decorated like a running bull, sprinkled with thousand-year-old alfalfa petals, and vertically
The raised horns are assembled with black shark roe, and golden antler ginseng juice is poured on top to create a pattern of a bright moon. Although Luan An was born into a wealthy family and has a picky diet, he couldn't help but nod secretly.
"Why do these untouchables use thin sticks to pick up vegetables? It's so ridiculous!" An arrogant and harsh voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone looked around and saw a tall and handsome young man from the Yu tribe, holding a knife and fork in his hand, sitting lazily under Luan An, his eyes shining with golden light, making it difficult to look straight at him.
Luan An put down his knife and fork unhappily and glanced at Ying Yao. It was enough to suppress the foreign tribes on patrol, but to provoke them again and again was to cause trouble out of proportion.
"What a thin stick, this is called chopsticks! I'm ignorant!" "It's strange, the hairy superiors don't even know chopsticks!" "You still need to use a knife to eat, you are obviously an uncivilized savage!" There was a sudden noise,
The surrounding aristocratic families were very dissatisfied and made sarcastic remarks one after another.
Behind Ying Yao, a standing swordsman of the Eagle clan gave a sharp snort, his voice shooting out like thousands of thin and sharp sword threads, covering the entire place in an instant. Those noble family members who spoke felt their eardrums swelling and pain, and their throats felt like pain.
After being pricked with acupuncture, I could no longer scream.
Gao Qingyue and Yi Mo exchanged a tacit look at each other and did not make any move to stop her. Yi Mo even secretly rejoiced that the children of these aristocratic families had to suffer.
Situ Wang Tingzhi and Sikong Pan Yangming looked at each other and frowned secretly.
"What do you, these lowly people, know? Two simple thin sticks can only be cut by sharp knives and forks!" Ying Yao raised his eyebrows proudly and glanced sideways at the painted nobles, "Knives and forks are sharp.
! It’s aggressive! It’s domineering! I am the knife and you are the fish!”
There was a brief silence all around, and suddenly, a passionate and indignant voice came out: "The length of the chopsticks is seven inches and six minutes, which is the sign of the seven emotions and six desires. The head of the chopsticks is round and square, which is the principle of the round sky and the square place. The chopsticks are divided into two, and the content is
The way of the unity of yin and yang. This is the gift of our human race's great road. How can you barbarians know it?"
In the crowd, Kong Jiuyan stood up with a blushing face, held up chopsticks and chopsticks, and spoke fiercely, and the delicate veins on his forehead almost burst out. The Kong family in Kuaiji passed down etiquette and justice throughout the family, chopsticks and etiquette are inseparable, and the Yu family is insulted by chopsticks.
, he couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Zhi ShouZhen, Xie Xuan and others showed surprise expressions unconsciously. Kong Jiuyan was weak and charming, and behaved by the rules. He didn't expect to have such an impulsive side.
"Insulting the superior clan is an unforgivable crime. Death!" The Eagle Clan Sword Immortal's face turned cold. He flicked his fingers and shot out a bright golden sword energy. It was as fast as lightning and went straight to Kong Jiuyan's throat.
Luan An's expression changed, and he secretly scolded Yingyao for being a fool. The people attending the banquet were all powerful people of the human race. If he killed people randomly, how would he end up causing a big incident? Wouldn't it cause trouble for him?
The whole court was in an uproar, and Yi Mo was also surprised. Although the Yu clan has always been domineering, this was the first time they had acted so recklessly. "Master Gao!" He only had time to shout out, but Gao Qingyue tried to stop him, but it was intentional.
Half a beat too late.
The sword light instantly reached Kong Jiuyan's throat.
With a "plop", Kong Junzi suddenly stumbled and fell. He hooked his foot. Kong Jiuyan was also tripped by him and fell forward on the food table. The golden sword energy passed by and knocked down a sheng player behind him.
The musician penetrated the head and blood spattered out, causing a panic.
"Indecent, who pinched me secretly?" Kong Junzi covered his buttocks, sat down on the ground, and looked at Xie Xuan with a sad face.
Xie Xuan was stunned for a moment, what was the old guy looking at me for? I hadn't touched him. His eyes caught the strange look Wang Liangmi turned back and blurted out: "It's not me, it's Xiao An!"
Zhiqiu is really dumbfounded.
"Your Highness, my superiors openly committed murder in our royal garden. I'm afraid it violates the national order." Situ Wangtingzhi bowed to Yi Mo.
Sikong Pan Yangming also stood up and said: "Your Highness, please stop."
While Yi Mo was hesitating, the Eagle Clan Sword Immortal flicked his fingers and shot out two more golden sword energies, spiraling through the crowd and slashing at Kong Jiuyan relentlessly.
The faces of the elders of the family family showed dissatisfaction. These Yu Clan were bullying others too much. Many elders of the Kong family shouted angrily, and the Six Arts Holy Light Dharma appeared behind them, and they all struck at the two golden sword lights.
This is the family tradition of the Kong family in Kuaiji. In the vast holy light, a majestic ancient man looms, with six arms. Each of his palms holds a scripture, a Yaoqin, an ancient tripod, a calculation plan, and a pair of ancient cauldrons.
Bows and arrows and a horse with its neck raised and its hooves raised.
"Boom!" A golden sword light was intercepted by many Dharma images, and another sword light flexibly circled, turned in an arc, and shot towards Kong Jiuyan from the side.
This group of prodigal sons of the Confucius family have ruined even the Six Arts unique skills created by their ancestors! Mr. Kong rolled his eyes. When Kong Ni performed the Dharma, the six arms rotated in circles, including scriptures, Yaoqin, ancient tripod, calculations, and bows and arrows.
, the horses not only have their own magical functions, but can also undergo transformations and have infinite power. They were respected by the cultivating community at that time as "the holy light will last forever."
The golden sword light continued to approach, and the air made a sharp friction sound. Kong Jiuyan was not afraid in the face of danger, and pinched the magic formula with his hand, and a Six Arts Holy Light Dharma also emerged from behind, facing the sword light.
Kong Junzi raised his left leg slightly, and the tip of his shoe secretly touched Kong Jiuyan's calf. The latter's body shook violently, and a rich and exquisite breath penetrated into his body and blended into the Dharma.
"Boom!" The six arms of the ancient man in the holy light shook, and the ancient tripod took the lead to pop out of the palm and cover the sword light. The golden sword light immediately stagnated and was temporarily stopped. The plan then spread out, jumping dizzyingly, the sword
The power of the light, the angle, the distribution of sword energy, the strongest and weakest points were clearly measured one by one.
Then, the horse's neighing hooves drove Kong Jiuyan to gallop up, breaking away from the sword's power like a gust of wind. At the same time, the bow string was stretched, and the sharp arrow shot out, hitting the weakest point of the sword's light. "Bang!" Golden!
The sword light broke into two pieces, shaking. Then, the Yao Qin was plucked, and the sound was vast and distant. The broken sword light decayed and peeled off, and scattered into pieces. Finally, the scriptures were unfolded, and the fragments were thrown into it one after another. On the pages of the book, there were shocking sounds.
There is an extra condensed golden sword light brand.
"The holy light lasts forever! It's the holy light of our ancestors that lasts forever!" An old man from the Kong clan looked up to the sky and shouted, with tears streaming down his face.
The golden sword light has disappeared, and in mid-air, only the holy light remains forever, and the six arts rotate endlessly, as if they have traveled through the eternal river of time.
The secret art of Shattering the Void, the former supreme master Kongni, has reappeared in this world for the first time in thousands of years.
"The holy light lasts forever!" Xie Xuan suddenly stood up, walked to Kong Jiuyan, and stood shoulder to shoulder. Then came Zhou Chu, Wang Liangmi, Wang Hui, Wang Xian... The family members stood up one after another, shoulder to shoulder.
Side by side, standing under the vast and everlasting holy light, like a tall city wall connected together, silent and firm.
The holy light lasts forever!
Kong Junzi looked up at the ancients in the holy light in ecstasy, and in a trance he went back to the time when they walked side by side and wandered around the world.
A human being of flesh and blood, a Horcrux that is no longer lonely.
"Xiaojun, I'm going to break the void."
"Hmm."
"There is no such thing as a feast that never ends."
"Hmm."
"If you are unhappy..."
"I will leave the Kong family and pick up girls every day without restraint. I don't know how happy I am..."
That night when the void was shattered, he walked over alone in the moonlight, walking over, stepping on his lonely shadow.
No matter how hard you step on the shadow, there will be no sound of footsteps.
How could there be footsteps in the shadow? Kong Junzi turned his head and stared at Kong Jiuyan silently.
Through the young man's beautiful profile, he could vaguely see the silhouette of his old friend. When walking together, he could clearly hear the youthful and energetic footsteps of himself and Kong Jiuyan, just like the echoes of thousands of years ago.
.
So that time of fighting side by side will always be there, no matter how many thousands of years pass by.