Wang Shengxiao is not idle at all. His trip to get Xuanyuan Feng can definitely be said to have touched Li Tianlan's side. He is not very clear about Li Tianlan's condition. Everything is just speculation. With his current combat power, he no longer needs to fight.
There is nothing to be afraid of, but after all, the East Palace is Li Tianlan's territory. Extraneous problems arise, and the nights are long and the dreams are many, and things change later. Countless words have been echoing in his mind the first time he entered Tiannan. Wang Shengxiao didn't want any accidents to happen.
Grabbing the things and leaving immediately was the only thing he wanted to do.
So even though he stood motionless at the gate of the East Palace, countless sword energies had densely enveloped every corner of the East Palace.
The sword energy shuttled and explored on its own, looking for Xuanyuan Feng who had no energy and looked like a piece of ordinary iron.
This is not easy, but now Wang Shengxiao's sword energy is extremely abundant. Such sword energy can allow him to squander it unscrupulously and support him in countless battles. Therefore, there are more and more sword energy around him, and the search is also
More and more detailed.
The sword energy swept across the square of the East Palace and was about to rush into the castle.
Xing Tian, who was as tall and burly as a giant, made people think he was born with divine power. He suddenly took a step forward.
Wang Shengxiao's brows twitched slightly for a moment.
There is no information about Xuanyuan Wushang and Xing Tian in the Beihai Wang family's information, but judging from their positions in the crowd at this time, their identities are obviously of great importance. The two of them are standing in front of everyone. This position may not be explained.
Everything, but at least it shows that their status in the East Palace is not low at all.
But the Beihai Wang family was completely unaware of this?
Wang Shengxiao didn't know what this meant. When facing these two people, he felt an instinctive vigilance deep in his heart.
In his sight, Xing Tian suddenly stretched out his palm.
His palms were as large and broad as his body size.
Wang Shengxiao's spirit was tense for a moment.
But the expected attack never came.
The broad hand in sight grasped the air and pulled it suddenly.
With Xingtian as the center, the space with a radius of several meters suddenly distorted and deformed. The invisible and vast sword energy within the East Palace suddenly stagnated at the moment when it was about to rush into the castle. The infinite sword energy seemed to suddenly hit the wall.
Difficult to advance.
Xing Tian took a step forward again.
The twisted space rapidly changed in his hands, and finally the shape was fixed.
That is...
Wang Shengxiao was stunned.
Everyone was stunned.
Not a sword, not any cold weapon, nor a firearm.
The twisted space was compressed and formed in Xingtian's hands, it was like...
A pen?!
It seems to be really just a pen, a transparent, illusory, but extremely delicate brush.
The brush was held in Xing Tian's hand, with an indescribable sense of disharmony. Such a huge body, such a delicate brush...
Wang Shengxiao laughed subconsciously.
The expressionless Xing Tian swept forward with his pen, and the soft and transparent pen tip suddenly drew an extremely bright line in the air.
The lines were up and down. Before anyone could react, Xing Tian made a second stroke.
Then comes the third stroke.
A majestic picture scroll was instantly imprinted in the void.
Painting in the void.
One painting opens the sky!
A loud roar suddenly exploded in everyone's ears without any warning.
In an instant, the painting Xing Tian imprinted in the void became extremely real.
This is the simplest painting. The content of the painting is just a mountain that looks bare, but the momentum of this mountain is extremely majestic and domineering.
It seems real and fantasy.
The mountain peak seemed to appear for a moment, but also seemed to have never appeared before.
Space is still tearing apart.
All the sword energy in the world suddenly lost control, and the dense sword light shone directly into the mountain peak in Xingtian's painting. In just the blink of an eye, the sword energy released by Wang Shengxiao had been swept away.
Non stop!
For anyone in the Corridor of Time and Space, once the battle begins, there is no possibility of stopping. The City of Miracles may seem backward, but it is extremely beautiful and harmonious. Last night on the East Island, we fought against the Legion of Holy Inquisition.
The bloody battles, the artillery fire all over the North Sea, and several cities in a mess with rivers of blood, all of this looked so gentle in the eyes of Xing Tian and Xuanyuan Wushang.
It may be cruel, but it is really very gentle in their eyes. Compared with the purgatory where they originally lived, where they could only barely survive through crazy struggle, even the war here seemed so beautiful.
The tip of the pen vibrates in the void.
Xing Tian suddenly waved his palm, and the picture scroll that had absorbed countless sword energy disappeared instantly. The moment he put down the pen again, a blood-red and somewhat shocking word "kill" appeared in the void.
After the word "kill" fell, Wang Shengxiao, who had not yet recovered, suddenly realized something was wrong.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to be filled with malice, everything he could touch in the world was sharpened, and every wisp of wind and air was destroying the inside of his body with his breathing.
What's this?
what is this?
Wang Shengxiao just found it incredible.
The sword energy coat that enveloped him flew gently, wrapping Wang Shengxiao tightly in an instant.
Wang Shengxiao's eyes were extremely cold.
He had indeed never seen such a fighting method, nor had he even heard of it.
But he is no longer what he was before.
He no longer has to fear anyone.
Xuanyuan Feng, he is bound to win.
Now that he has encountered some unexpected enemies besides Li Tianlan, Wang Shengxiao doesn't mind making the scene bigger.
At the gate of the East Palace, Wang Shengxiao straightened his body.
In an instant, the monstrous sword energy completely erupted with an extremely violent momentum.
There is no brewing process.
The sky over the East Palace became completely blurry.
One after another, huge arcs of light penetrating heaven and earth appeared in every corner of the Eastern Palace.
It was a sword light condensed to the extreme, with an edge that could tear everything apart.
The arcs of light continued to split within the scope of the East Palace, becoming more and more numerous, and all the arcs of light surged toward Xingtian at a rapid rate.
Xing Tian's hand holding the pen kept waving, and he wrote the word "Zhen" in the blink of an eye.
As the last stroke fell, all the words Zhen spread rapidly, filling the world as well.
but...
Still not working...
Xuanyuan Wushang narrowed his eyes and sighed softly.
The image of Xing Tian holding a pen may be a bit inconsistent, but compared to the domineering figure drawing the bow on the East Island, this is his strongest state now.
Xing Tian is a calligrapher.
It's just that in the current environment, it is simply impossible to stop Wang Shengxiao with his ability.
Countless words of Zhen were flying in the air.
Wang Shengxiao raised his eyebrows and took a step forward.
"Click..."
The extremely violent sword energy is growing almost without limit.
Countless Zhen characters were suddenly torn apart by the endless sword light, and Wang Shengxiao's figure had appeared in front of Xing Tian.
The coat of sword energy kept flying, and haloes of sword energy appeared next to Wang Shengxiao. The brush in Xingtian's hand was shattered by the shining of sword energy. The next second, his huge body was directly blown away by the surging sword energy.
Go out and smash into the castle.
Like a vast ocean of sword energy, it completely poured into the interior of the castle.
one two three four five six...
Going up the stairs, Wang Shengxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, took a step forward, and appeared in the bedroom on the sixth floor of the castle.
Li Tianlan sat beside the bed, looking at him dazedly and somewhat blankly.
Qin Weibai's eyes were extremely cold, looking at Wang Shengxiao as if he were facing a formidable enemy.
"Bundle..."
Wang Shengxiao had just spoken, but in an instant, the sword aura covering his body suddenly became extremely exciting.
It didn't even give Wang Shengxiao time to speak. The coat lifted up and turned into a bunch of extremely dazzling sharp edges. The entire coat instantly separated from Wang Shengxiao's body and rushed towards Li Tianlan.
"etc!"
Wang Shengxiao's expression changed dramatically, but before he finished speaking, the sharp edge transformed from the coat had already rushed in front of Li Tianlan, and pierced Li Tianlan's heart in an instant.
Wang Shengxiao's expression changed drastically.
On the bed in the bedroom, a somewhat dazed Li Tianlan looked down at the sharp edge that pierced his heart. He was silent for a while before he blinked.