Chapter nine hundred and thirty fifth square inch battlefield
Seeing this scene, Lu Beiyu's expression suddenly became more solemn, he raised his head and looked at the sky, and said thoughtfully: "If you and I go to war, not only this city, but the entire country will be destroyed.
Can you afford the consequences?"
Qiu Xuanshu frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "I can't afford it, but I can guarantee that this long street will not be destroyed."
As he spoke, he raised the pitch-black ruler in his hand and tapped it gently in the void.
Buzz!
In an instant, the space where the two of them were was suddenly tumbling, surging like a tidal wave, and like countless waves accumulating. In just the blink of an eye, it returned to calm.
The street is still this street.
The city is still this city.
All changes are as if they never happened.
But in Lu Beiyu's eyes, the space he was in had become a completely unfamiliar area, as if it were composed of countless spaces stacked up layer by layer, with an infinite size.
"Fangcun Holy Ruler!"
Lu Beiyu's eyes suddenly flashed with an electric light, and his expression finally changed slightly.
Rumor has it that the Square Cun Saint Dao Ruler was made by a sage from ancient times who possessed earth-shattering power. The sage was not a human being, but a demon from the ferocious beast Dijiang clan, who was born to control the avenues of space.
And that square-inch sacred ruler is a sacred instrument that was nurtured by its own awe-inspiring righteousness and refined by the laws of space.
Once this kind of space sacred weapon is sacrificed, the endless space will be superimposed layer by layer within a square inch, and it will be endlessly changing. The big one can be endless, and the small one can turn into a grain of sand. If you are accidentally trapped in it, you may even be lost in it forever, and then you will be lost forever.
Hard to escape!
"Sect Master Lu is indeed knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and I admire him very much." Qiu Xuanshu smiled modestly.
boom!
Lu Beiyu said no more and jumped up, his palms filled with red luster, like a dazzling red sword, slashing down towards Qiu Xuanshu.
He has been aroused to endless anger by Qiu Xuanshu. The leader of Tianyan Dao Sect, one of the top ten immortal sects, was entangled in this way by a junior today. If this spreads out, how will the outside world treat him?
The war is about to break out.
Facing Lu Beiyu's offensive, Qiu Xuanshu's expression remained gentle, humble, and relaxed. His offensive was just like the other man's, upright and upright.
The ruler struck straight away, like an iron rope crossing the river, and with a bang, Lu Beiyu's attack was resolved.
Without waiting for the move to be used, he turned his wrist and the ruler was like a frightening dragon emerging from the abyss, slicing straight into the opponent's face.
boom!
The ruler is filled with billions of green luster. It is a majestic and righteous energy. It has an invincible and majestic atmosphere. It is crushed all the way, giving people a feeling of being unshakable.
Lu Beiyu's eyelids twitched, this kid's combat power is actually so good?
He shouted loudly, and his palms were like grasping mountains, condensing a treasure seal, swirling a red electric arc, and shook it away with an aura of killing all things, trying to shake the ruler.
Snapped!
However, what surprised him was that the ruler seemed to teleport, easily penetrated his palm, and directly hit the back of his hand hard. It was like being hit by a red-hot iron, and the whole palm suddenly shook.
It became red and swollen, and a burning, heartbreaking pain spread to my upper arm.
If he hadn't dodged in time, this blow alone would have almost destroyed his palm.
"Integrate space superposition into one blow! This boy's accomplishments on the avenue of space are too terrifying..."
Lu Beiyu's face darkened, and he ignored the pain as he held out an indigo sword. It spread out billions of water waves as if it contained a vast ocean, and he no longer fought hard with his physical body.
This is his famous treasure "Sea Soul Light Sword"!
This fairy sword is refined from the ancient sea soul in the sea of the blue abyss. It incorporates the divine light of the Yin Phoenix, a rare treasure from heaven and earth, and is specially designed to kill evil spirits, space demons, demons, and phantoms.
"What a sword! When the sect leader returns to the west on a crane, Xiaosheng must keep it well, so as not to be exposed to the world and wasted." Qiu Xuanshu's eyes lit up and he was filled with admiration.
Lu Beiyu's face twitched fiercely, and he said in a cold and deep voice: "You are so hypocritical, little guy, for you to speak so politely about a despicable thing like killing people and seizing treasures. You really deserve to die!"
As soon as he spoke, he slashed out a mysterious sword energy with his hand. Billions of water waves surged like a stormy sea, filled with sword light as fine as an ox hair. The momentum was overwhelming and swept towards Qiu Xuanshu.
Rumble!
The sword energy was like a tide. Wherever it passed, the void was filled with dust, producing a sound of thunder, and the killing energy was overwhelming. If it were in the outside world, just this one blow would be enough to completely wipe out several parts of Songyan City.
Ten times.
"Space circulates and stars move."
Qiu Xuanshu used the ruler in his hand, like cutting off yin and yang, and saw the surging sword energy turning around and roaring towards Lu Beiyu like a water dragon being held by the nose.
boom!
Lu Beiyu's eyes narrowed, and he shattered the blow with a split hand, his face already gloomy, "Changing flowers and grafting trees onto trees? It seems that you, little thing, have perfected the Great Way of Space!"
"Master Lu has given you the award."
Qiu Xuanshu smiled modestly, and then said seriously: "Next, it's time to fight back as a niche."
As he spoke, his whole person suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, beautiful articles suddenly appeared in the entire space, each word is exquisite, blooming with immeasurable aura.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast, the sun and the moon are waxing and waning, the constellations are spread out..."
"The great road of heaven and earth is like the changing of four seasons, like the traces of star trails, the mystery is profound, and the cave is deep and deep to find the truth..."
"It's so vast, so vast, the sage's unique knowledge opens the heart of heaven and earth, and establishes the meaning of peace..."
One after another, the majestic chants echoed between the heaven and the earth, like a yellow bell and a big Lu, like the chanting of saints, turning into a huge wave of waves that echoed endlessly.
In an instant, Lu Beiyu's expression suddenly changed. This is a rare supreme Taoist method that embodies Confucianism and Taoism into music. It seems invisible, but it is the most lethal!
Coupled with the boundless space opened up by the "Fang Cun Holy Ruler" in front of him, he had nowhere to dodge even if he wanted to!
Boom!
A torrent made of countless beautiful calligraphy rushed towards it, headed by a simple word "zhen", like a dignified mountain. Lu Beiyu was caught off guard and could only shake it hard.
With a bang, he was shaken and staggered backwards, his body was in a mess, and his right arm was numb.
However, before he could react, another line of beautiful calligraphy came roaring towards him. It started with the word "明", and it shone brightly, as bright as the scorching sun. It stung Lu Beiyu's eyes, and he had to dodge again.
"crack!"
"Sleepy!"
"collapse!"
"Scorch!"
…
Just like that, each floating and clumsy handwriting, like a spiritual article written by a sage, roared between the heaven and the earth, frequently attacking and killing Lu Beiyu, forcing him to passively defend himself, his clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and he was very
Embarrassed.
"Damn it! Are all the descendants of the Unknown Land so perverted?"
Lu Beiyu was shocked and angry. He never expected that Qiu Xuanshu's strength would be so strong. Compared to Chen Xi, he didn't seem to be willing to give in. His Confucianism and Taoism's awe-inspiring righteousness had reached the pinnacle.
This gave him the urge to run away!
"cut!"
Qiu Xuanshu strode over, with an ancient font as sharp as lightning emerging from the ruler in his hand, and slashed towards Lu Beiyu's head.
This blow was simple, but it conveyed the charm of the word "cut". It seemed irresistible, as if a god or demon was in front of him, and he would be cut into two.
Lu Beiyu finally changed his expression and felt a fatal danger.
…
In front of the Chen family's residence.
Everyone, including Chen Hao, looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.
In their field of vision, the long street was so quiet and deserted. There was no sound at all, only two figures flashing frequently within a range of less than a hundred feet.
Because they moved so fast and released all kinds of blazing light when they raised their hands and feet, people couldn't see clearly what was going on.
But there is no doubt that this scene is too weird.
It's like it's happening in another space, and what they can see is just a projection.
This reminds people of a common sight in the desert - a mirage.
"A small piece of space is transformed into a mustard seed, and it forms a world of its own... This young man who calls his eldest brother his junior uncle is too powerful..."
Chen Hao murmured. Among the people present, only a few people like him saw the mystery, and they could not help but feel a touch of shock in their eyes.
"When did eldest brother have such a powerful nephew? Thinking about it, eldest brother's current cultivation level has probably reached an unbelievable level." Fei Lengcui said softly from the side.
"That's for sure!" Chen Hao replied without hesitation, sonorously and forcefully.
Even though he has now become a famous figure in the Great Chu Dynasty, his admiration for his eldest brother Chen Xi has not faded at all.
"Sect Master Lu, I'm sorry, I don't want to kill anyone, but things in the world are unpredictable. Who made me have an extra junior uncle now... I can only blame God for it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Qiu Xuanshu's voice suddenly sounded across heaven and earth, still gentle and humble.
But as soon as his voice fell, a thick rain of scarlet blood flew into the sky and fell one after another on the cold and empty long street, adding a heart-stopping and eerie atmosphere.
At the same time, Qiu Xuanshu, dressed in Tsing Yi, with gentle eyebrows and a humble demeanor, was walking leisurely along the blood-stained long street, carrying an indigo fairy sword.
His figure is outstanding, like an elegant scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam, but who would have thought that just before, Lu Beiyu, the headmaster of Tianyan Dao Sect, one of the top ten immortal sects, was easily obliterated by him?
Seeing this, everyone was stunned and felt a chill all over for no reason. This scholar-looking guy is definitely a terrifying big shot that cannot be messed with!
…
On the shore of the island in the middle of the lake.
Ji Yu raised his head, glanced at Qiu Xuanshu who had just returned in surprise, and said: "Very good strength, much stronger than your master back then."
Qiu Xuanshu bowed and said humbly: "Senior, this is a great compliment."
Ji Yu smiled calmly and said, "When you leave, take these two little guys with you."
As he spoke, he pointed to Chen Yu and Chen An in the distance, "You should know that there are still thirty-three volumes left of the "Tai Shang Haoran Sutra" in Qinglu Academy. If you want to read it, take them to Xuan Dynasty.
If you find Chen Xi in Huanyu, you will naturally have the opportunity to go to Shenyan Mountain."
Qiu Xuanshu was solemn and bowed again: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."
On this day, Lu Beiyu, the leader of the Tianyan Dao Sect, died in the Great Chu Dynasty. Qiu Xuanshu, the successor of the unknown land, took Chen Yu and Chen An to leave Songyan City and go to the Xuanhuan Territory.
There is no need to say goodbye, because there are too many warnings and reluctance to say goodbye.