At the foot of Taiyi Mountain, the Forbidden Army camp was completely silent. The occasional neighing of a horse broke the tranquility here.
Three thousand soldiers of the Forbidden Army were arrayed neatly in front of the general stand, each one motionless and already soaked with sweat.
Ying Jue stood alone on the general stage, his eyes closed, his face distorted, and blood oozing out from between his clenched teeth.
"Master National Preceptor, this is what you said, fighting... Heavenly Realm, damn it..."
The battle in the distant sky was still going on. The three thousand forbidden troops were already exhausted mentally and physically. Lu Yan, who was gathering troops through the battle formation to increase his own combat power, was in danger.
"Dong~dong~dongdong"
"Zheng~"
The war drums were beating and the strings of the long harp were playing. Nongyu sat alone on the high platform, looking up at the strange celestial phenomena on the horizon, knowing that her husband was fighting there.
She could have assisted Lu Yan with the sound of the piano, but in the battle in the Heavenly Realm, with her own strength, she might have exhausted her mental energy before the sound of the piano reached Lu Yan's ears.
Lu Yan can't increase it, but he can increase the three thousand forbidden troops.
The music of the piano floated in the military camp, Ying Jue's twisted and tangled face gradually improved, and the strength of the three thousand forbidden troops increased again.
Nong Yuxing's eyes were slightly closed, her mind was completely immersed in the playing, and her jade hands were playing the piano with great joy.
"Husband, raise your sword."
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Lu Yan's figure fell on a cliff in the Taiyi Mountains. The rocky ground could not withstand the force, and a huge crater was opened. Changhong's and Shuihan's swords fell and were inserted on both sides.
"Ahem~"
He was coughing up blood. Lu Yan didn't have time to take care of his injuries, so he grabbed the Changhong Sword and rolled it to the side.
"Boom~" A red sword energy slashed down, and the round pit was cut in half by a sword mark.
"Buzz~" Kunwuzi landed on the ground, looked down at Lu Yan who was kneeling on one knee, and chanted with his long sword, "It's over. I will shatter your muscles and veins, blind your eyes, and save your life. Let me
You use your only hearing to feel how sacred it is to summon the power of the sky as a sacrifice."
Lu Yan clenched the hilt of the sword with one hand and covered his chest with the other hand, breathing heavily, "Ha, I killed your apprentice, but you can't kill me. Aren't you aggrieved?"
"Before sending you on your way, I will make you deeply feel that life is worse than death."
Before Kunwuzi finished speaking, he slashed out the red blade in his hand again, and the sword energy went straight to the vital point. It was impossible to see that he had any scruples at least to save Lu Yan's life.
General Lu Yan flashed his sword energy and shouted in horror: "Didn't you say you wanted to keep my life?"
Kunwuzi sneered and took advantage of the situation to pursue him with the sword in his hand, "Oh, you think I will hold back?"
This old thing!
"Ding~ding~"
At this stage of the battle, neither Lu Yan nor Kun Wuzi could maintain their ability to walk in the air, and the earth-shattering attacks could no longer be carried out. The battle returned to the original light and shadow of swords.
On the edge of this unknown cliff, two red sword blades intertwined, and sparks flew. After all, Lu Yan only improved his combat effectiveness due to the increase. In a competition with pure swordsmanship, Kun Wuzi, who was nearly ninety years old, still beat him.
"Dang~"
Lu Yan kept defending and retreating, and the fear of defeat gradually invaded his face. In fact:
Hold on, Nongyu has already taken action, and the battle formation is recovering faster. One blow, as long as it can exert the power of heaven and man again.
"Huh?" Looking back, he saw that there was a dead end behind him, stones rolled down silently, clouds and mist shrouded the abyss, and cold sweat poured down Lu Yan's face.
Kunwuzi glanced at Lu Yan's heel with a half-smile, and without any hesitation in his hand movements, the sword blade advanced again.
"Bah~"
Lu Yan grasped the tip of Kunwu's sword with one hand. Even though it was wrapped with internal force, the sharp blade still cut through the flesh and exposed the phalanges.
The other hand pulled out the Changhong Sword and stabbed Kunwuzi straight into the chest.
The Changhong Sword is three feet and five inches long. Even compared with the longest Qin sword in this era, it is an out-and-out long sword.
Kunwuzi grabbed the blade of the Changhong Sword, but the tip of the sword had already penetrated his chest. Fortunately, the tip of the sword did not penetrate deep enough.
"Return to truth with one sword? Fire dances in whirlwind."
"Seven Star Sword, the handle fell to the ground."
The two of them simultaneously exhausted the remaining energy in their bodies and launched their final sword moves.
With the strength of the battle array restored, Lu Yan's last sword barely reached the level of the battle. The sword energy of the fire dance whirlwind exploded, and Kunwuzi's body exploded into charred ash in the sky without support for a few seconds.
Lu Yan's left hand could not withstand Kun Wuzi's last sword attack. The sword energy penetrated, and the tendons of his entire left arm were severed, the bones were broken, and finally the blood mist exploded.
"Hoo~"
The mountain wind roared, blowing Lu Yan's blood-stained hair. He punched the ground with the Changhong Sword to maintain his body.
In the realm of heaven and man, Kunwuzi's body and soul disappeared, and there seemed to be an inexplicable atmosphere between heaven and earth, as if everything was rejoicing.
Lu Yan recalled that when Wuming, the first teacher in this world, died, there seemed to be a strange atmosphere, but he was facing a killing array at that time and had no time to feel it.
Feeling that he had regained some strength, Lu Yan left the edge of the cliff and slumped down on the ground. He first tapped his acupuncture points and sealed the left half of his body. Then he closed his eyes and quietly felt the aftermath of the death of this heavenly being.
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"Lu Zi, Lu Zi~"
The poor man found Lu Yan and saw his empty left arm. He was immediately concerned and confused, "Lu Zi, are you okay?"
Lu Yan opened his tired eyes and moved his withered lips, "Master, look at me, do you think I'm fine?"
"Lu Zi, stop talking."
Qiong Xinzi quickly channeled his inner energy to Lu Yan to heal his injuries.
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Within the Tianzong, the horrific aftermath of the battle between heaven and man subsided. Bei Mingzi suddenly raised his head and glanced at the direction where Lu Yan and Kunwuzi finally fell. He took a deep breath and sighed: "The descendants are terrible. Junior brother, you are the one who deserves the blame.
Already."
Chisong's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked tremblingly: "Master, do you mean that Lu Yan won?"
Bei Mingzi felt the familiar aura brought by the mountain wind and nodded, "Junior brother Kunwu has returned to Taiyi Mountain."
He took one last glance at Qing Le, who was kneeling on the ground among his disciples, and his figure disappeared in front of everyone.
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This news came from Bei Mingzi's mouth, and it undoubtedly had absolute authority. Everyone in Tianzong was stunned.
"Heavenly Man, he is less than thirty years old, kill Heavenly Man..."
Chisong suddenly felt that this world was extremely strange. Is this world normal? How could someone like Lu Yan appear?
The eight elders looked at me and I looked at you, and they all saw doubts about life in their eyes.
Just when everyone was shocked that Kun Wuzi died in Lu Yan's hands, Qing Le suddenly spoke.
"Master, elders, I am a disciple who is stubborn and has listened to Uncle Kunwu's words to help my Tian Sect annex the Human Sect. The trap of assassinating Uncle Xiao Meng and framing the blame on Lu Yan provoked a dispute between the two sects.
Two feuds.
After all, Lu Yan is the master of the Qin State. After this incident, Master Kunwu has been killed by Lu Yan, and the next one to be liquidated is my Tianzong."
Qing Le fell to the ground and begged his master: "For the sake of the sect, please order the master to expel the disciples. Qing Le is willing to die to plead guilty to Lu Yan."
"this……"
"Senior Brother Head..."
The eight elders made way for Chisong and shook their heads silently. Regarding Qing Le's matter, I am afraid that only by following what Qing Le said can it be settled with Lu Yan.
"Hahaha~"
Chisong had suffered enough blows one after another this day. He smiled and looked around aimlessly for a week, and then, with Qingxu's support, he slowly approached Qingle.
"If the teacher is not strict, the teacher will be lazy. It is because of the teacher that it harms you. It is because of the teacher that harms you~"
Qingle raised his head, looked at Chisong's sunken eyes, and choked up: "Master, no, it's the disciple's fault, it's the disciple who was blinded. Master, give the order, everything is my fault, and the sect cannot be implicated."
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Seeing this scene, Qingxu couldn't help but said to Chisong: "Master, let me go. I have some personal relations with Lu Yan——"
"What?" Qing Le's eyes were still filled with tears. Hearing what Qingxu said, he immediately shouted Poyin in surprise, "Senior brother, that's great, senior brother! You have a personal relationship with Lu Yan. After I was expelled from the sect,
Go and die to apologize to Lu Yan. If you pay a private visit again, you will definitely be able to keep the sect safe, for sure!"
Qingxu did not agree in time, but slightly turned his eyes.
Chisong's turbid eyes scanned Qing Le's face for the last time, then turned his back and said, "Qing Le, expel Tianzong."