The majestic sword pressure dissipated like clouds and mist, and the snow met the scorching sun, but under the impact of the sword, Wu Ming still felt as if he had been hit hard, his face looked a little pale, and a trace of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Even Liu Yixue, who is the Grand Master, is not much better. Her pretty face is as white as paper, her beautiful hand is holding Wu Ming's hand tightly, her delicate body is shaking slightly, her beautiful eyes are shining with stubbornness, and she never leaves.
For a moment, everything was silent, and all the shouts of killing stopped, and everyone looked in awe at the tall figure that walked out of nothingness, left alone and independent, as handsome as an immortal, as if the world could not accommodate such an existence.
Just standing there so abruptly!
Chang'an is a thousand miles around, and all living beings, no matter how strong or weak they are, even the plants and trees, seem to have their backs bent, feeling the sharp blade hanging from their necks, bowing their heads to death, no one dares to block it!
A top swordsman like Li Twelve Niang, who can kill half-sages of the same level as if they were nothing. When that figure appeared, her hands, which had never trembled since she became a master of swordsmanship, could not stop trembling like chaff.
Trembling, the hair on his body stood on end, he held the sword tightly, as if the sword that had been connected to his heart for hundreds of years would fly away in the next moment.
Whoosh!
The majestic wind blew slowly, and the terrifying sword pressure like heaven dissipated in an instant, as if it had never appeared before. In the awe-stricken eyes of everyone, the figure, like a floating lotus petal, crossed the space in a moment, and went straight past Chang'an, which could resist the saint.
The city defense formation descended on Chang'an.
In the blink of an eye, countless figures were distributed in the sky above the 108 squares like clones. They suddenly condensed and turned into two. One passed through the Liyuan Formation that the four Semi-Saints had fought for a long time without breaking through, and the other went to unknown destinations.
When the figure appeared in the pear garden, the three-foot green blade suddenly swayed, turned into lotus petals and disappeared without a trace. It turned out to be not the sword itself, but a condensation of energy.
No one could see clearly what that person looked like. Only Wu Ming and Liu Yixue standing opposite could see clearly.
He is tall and tall, with a full head of black hair and shawl. He is about thirty years old, with a thin and resolute face, slanted under the eyebrows at the temples, and a pair of gentle eyes, revealing a sharp light that makes people dare not look directly, as if
As if he could see through people's hearts, just standing there, whether it was Li Twelve Niang or the four semi-saints who descended from the sky, they all stood aside cautiously, like a good baby, not daring to say a word.
"May I have your name?"
The man looked at Liu Yixue, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, with a hint of doubt.
It seemed that even he himself didn't quite believe it. The mood swings he had never experienced in many years suddenly broke out twice at once like a whim today!
One is that in the whole world, looking at the state of China, there are still people who dare to take action against his own daughter. The other is that when he followed the bloodline mark and hurriedly arrived in the state of China, he suddenly discovered that there was another way to give birth to his daughter in his bloodline.
Strange feeling.
This feeling is too familiar, it was like this when my daughter was born!
Therefore, this sword master who has been suppressing China for many years hesitated for the first time!
"I……"
Liu Yixue's red lips parted slightly, she was too nervous to speak.
The opponent's power is really too strong. Even if he deliberately restrains himself, the pressure that completely transcends the level of life still makes people awe from the bottom of their bones. Now that he can stand, he is probably still relying on Wu Ming.
Wu Ming was also extremely nervous, his temples were twitching, and he even felt his calves cramping.
This is the instinctive reaction of being extremely scared and nervous, wanting to run but knowing you can’t!
Can you not be afraid?
If the guess is correct, the person in front of you is the best swordsman in the world, Qinglian Sword Immortal - Li Qingge!
In order to lure him here, Wu Ming poisoned his daughter and also kidnapped another one. Anyone else would probably not let him off lightly!
"Hey, the natal sword intention in your body..."
Li Qingge turned his head slightly and looked at Liu Yixue. His shoulders suddenly trembled, "How could it be..."
"Hey, how could it be the Heavenly Sword Sword Intent?"
Suddenly, a crazy-like sneer came, and it was Li Twelve Niang holding a sword and staring at Li Qingge.
"Sister, after all these years, you still haven't given up?"
Li Qingge turned around slowly, memories looming in his starry eyes, and a trace of unknown loneliness.
Perhaps, this little swordsman with a panoramic view of the mountains will be the best at the top, and at the same time, he will also taste the coldness of high places!
"How can I let go without killing all the hypocrites who act like you masters and disciples? Why should I let go?"
Li Twelve Niang said sharply.
"The general trend of the world..."
Li Qingge was slightly startled, seeming to be lost in memories, mumbling to himself.
"Hahaha, what a bullshit world trend. You can't even take care of your own wife and children. How about the world trend? You are just a bunch of hypocrites who are just trying to gain fame!"
Li Twelve Niang mocked.
"Whether you are a hypocrite or a gentleman, so many years have passed and times have changed..."
Li Qingge said.
"As far as you are concerned, you can pretend that nothing happened, but with so many sisters buried in the pear garden and the master dying for it, you have never had even a hint of repentance!"
"So, you kidnapped Susu and used my daughter to make plans?"
Li Qingge slowly turned around and looked at Liu Yixue with pity, causing the latter to panic and be at a loss. She grabbed Wu Ming's hand tightly to prevent herself from falling.
"Yes, I hate it, I hate that I am incompetent. You are the supreme swordsman in the world, the Qinglian Sword Immortal of China. You dominate China. The only one who can deal with you is your daughter!"
Li Twelve Niang said directly.
"Why are you doing this? Retreating them into the fire pit just to get revenge on me? After all, she is also the granddaughter of the master's wife!"
Li Qingge's straight back was slightly lowered, and then he was as straight as a sword, and his cold eyes were as cold as lightning, "That child Wen Zhao is innocent. I endured not seeing them for hundreds of years just to give the teacher an explanation, you
Why bother poisoning her?"
"Hey, I wasn't the one who poisoned her! How could I be so stupid as to lead you here knowing that you can sense the safety of your direct children from your blood?"
Li Twelve Niang was startled, tears burst from her laughter suddenly, and she mocked, "And don't talk about yourself being so noble. It's not that you endured not seeing them for hundreds of years, it's that you don't dare, you and your hypocrite master
, are all afraid..."
"Enough!"
Li Qingge fluttered his sleeves in anger, and roared out with terrifying force. She was as powerful as Li Twelve Niang, but she had no power to fight back. She vomited blood and flew backwards, collapsing half of the garden.
"Master!"
The girls who had not yet had time to retreat exclaimed and surrounded him. Although they were afraid of Li Qingge's power, no one moved away.
Everyone was as silent as a cicada, wishing they could hide in the cracks in the ground rather than hear such secrets. Who knows whether this sword immortal will kill everyone with just a breath?
"really!"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly.
Although he had not personally experienced what happened back then, he could make up his own mind based on a few episodes of soap operas in his previous life, and with some fragmentary clues, he could still deduce the general situation of the bloody scene back then.
To put it bluntly, this is a battle between a feminist bitch and a straight man’s cancer. Naturally, the result is that the feminist bitch loses everything, including her body and mind!
Seeing Li Twelve Niang standing up from the rubble with her hair disheveled, smiling like a ghost, Wu Ming even wondered maliciously whether it was because she failed to woo him, and because of love, she was resentful, and it was not just for the sake of love. The long-cherished wish of his teacher Gongsun Auntie.
"Hey, you masters and disciples should be afraid, because the master has hatred in his heart!"
Without realizing it, Li Twelve Niang stood close again and sneered again and again, "If she didn't have hatred in her heart, how could she let that bitch suffer the pain of being pregnant for hundreds of years, and then use her supreme swordsmanship to peel off her own granddaughter?" Because of our bloodline, the three of you, father and daughter, have not been able to recognize each other for hundreds of years...Haha!"
"Brother Ming..."
Liu Yixue's delicate body trembled and she seemed to be unable to stand.
"No problem!"
Wu Ming patted Liu Yixue's little hand gently to express comfort, but he was filled with emotion in his heart. As expected, the last thing to be offended is a strong woman, especially a petty strong woman, who can be so ruthless.
If there is no accident, Pei Susu is Master Li Twelve Niang, the daughter of Aunt Gongsun and the forbidden being, and Liu Yixue is the granddaughter of these two supreme beings!
And Li Wenzhao, who was poisoned by him, and Liu Yixue are half-sisters!
He and Ku Ye were still suspicious before. With Li Qingge's strength, even if he was not the best in the world, looking at China, there were only five people who could tie with him, and he was undoubtedly the top three.
It stands to reason that if a daughter really was left behind, she would definitely be able to sense it clearly. Now everything is explained.
It turns out that it was Aunt Gongsun, the most powerful female hero since the Nine Heavens Xuannv in ancient times, who had taken action!
Everyone was trembling with fear and kept silent. No one dared to show the slightest interest. They even wanted to pierce their eardrums rather than hear such secrets.
Using oneself to save others, if they were plotted in this way, would they be so angry that they would kill everyone who knew about it?
"Today my father and daughter meet each other. It is a blessing from you. The past has disappeared. You can go! When we meet again, you will still be my senior sister!"
Surprisingly, Li Qingge took a deep look at Li Twelve Niang and still cared about the past relationship.
"Your Majesty the Sword Immortal..."
Hearing this, the faces of the All Saints and the four Half Saints of Zhongtang suddenly changed. They couldn't help but want to interrupt, but when they saw Li Qingge's indifferent expression, they swallowed the words that came to his mouth.
Let the Sword Immortal kill Senior Sister?
How many heads do you have that you can chop off?
Don't look at Li Qingge's elegant aura, as gentle and elegant as a banished immortal, but when he appeared, he sealed the city of Chang'an and teleported around the surrounding space. He was also a domineering swordsman!
Wu Ming smiled secretly.
"Emperor Li Sheng of the Tang Dynasty has seen the holy face of the Sword Immortal!"
At this moment, a team of people came, and the leader was Li Sheng. He looked sad, and regardless of the majesty of the leader of a country, he bowed his head to the bottom in front of Li Qingge and said sadly, "Please give me your majesty, the Sword Immortal." It is judged that your Majesty’s daughter and I, the heir of the royal family of Li Tang Dynasty, were poisoned by a strange poison and have been dying for a long time. After being diagnosed and treated by the head of different hospitals, King of Medicine Gusun, the poison was caused by this son."
Hiss!
Amidst the gasps, everyone looked at Wu Ming, horrified and inexplicable. He dared to poison the daughter of the Sword Immortal. He was only so brave!
"This child has a special identity and background. We cannot punish him easily, so we ask His Majesty the Sword Immortal to judge him!" (To be continued)