bantayden Chapter 193
Chapter 193
Fourteenth year of Voling, the third day of November.
The Guangling Tomb of the Wei Kingdom is extremely cool, the crowd bows down, and the grass and trees bow down.
In the center of all beings, on the high platform of worship.
A barefoot boy in white clothes with two knives hanging from his waist, flicking a wooden sword with his fingers.
Bang.
Holding the flowing fire at the head of the three ancient immortal weapons in the Blooming Xia Cave Heaven, he only felt that the palm of his grip sword suddenly became numb and tingling.
The severe pain is instantly transmitted through the palm of the hand to the entire right arm, up to the entire body.
Creepy, Flowing Fire released the hilt of his sword for the first time.
Click.
The young immortal’s slender right arm exploded in an instant.
Fragments of white sleeves mixed with flesh and blood splattered all over the altar.
And the tip of the Sun Yao sword with a snap of his fingers was fiercely raised by the real dragon.
The slender sword body spun in the air in a half circle.
The hilt of the sword was firmly held by a white palm.
Do not wait for the reaction of flowing fire.
Greeted by the boy in white, a barefoot as clear as jade.
The moment he kicked his bare foot in the abdomen, the terrifying power was like a raging torrent, and all of them wantonly vented to the flowing fire.
The young immortal’s long body immediately flew upside down from the altar like a cannonball.
The middle finger of the index finger of the white-clothed boy’s right hand tightly clamped the hilt of the wooden sword.
After the wooden sword is connected to the arm.
His sword and arms are raised.
In the shocked eyes of the sect masters of the columns, the royal family and the state relatives, and thousands of Yanyulou disciples.
The boy in white rushed down the flying Flowing Fire Immortal and threw it fiercely.
The ghost cried in the screeching of the wolf.
The Sun Sword seemed to turn into an eternal immortal light.
“Ugh!”
The heart-rending screams were earth-shattering.
The wooden sword came later.
The three-foot sword blade fell into the chest of flowing fire.
The wooden sword carried the young immortal, like a galaxy.
In the blink of an eye, it spills from one side of the sky to the other.
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until the young fairy is no longer visible.
After a long time, the cool top is still silent, and the needle can be heard.
Nearly 10,000 living people, their eyes are like copper bells, their eyes are full of horror, and they are full of sculpture and stone statues.
Among the participants, who was the strongest and highest cultivator in the realm, Jiang Mianyi, the owner of the Yanyu Building, looked up at the pair of burnt gold, brilliant and scarlet evil eyes of the white-clothed boy from bottom to top.
Even though this Yang God Realm Celestial Man was strong enough to endure himself, he still couldn’t control the slightly trembling palm in his sleeve.
‘The Flowing Fire Immortal, who is in the same Yang God Realm as me, and who is in charge of the ancient immortal weapon, and has immortal blood, was killed in seconds! ‘
As the lord of Qingliang Mountain, there are people who have the audacity to do great and unlawful deeds, seriously destroying the demon eradication conference.
Jiang Mianyi should have stepped forward to stop it.
But facing the white-clothed young man on the altar who seemed to be in the sky, the owner of the Smoke and Rain Building did not dare to take a step no matter what.
“Cut the immortals! It’s the opposite! Some
of the attendees muttered.
There are also a few people who slap themselves and pinch their thighs to self-harm.
Among them, there are many master-level figures of the Sect Master level of the Yipin Fallen Sea Realm.
These people only felt that what they saw in front of them was too absurd.
That is one of the five poles of the world’s swaggering immortal.
Legend has it that the living immortals who call the wind and rain and ride the clouds and ride the fog can be defeated?!
But the reality is that the slap hurts.
As a result, the expressions on the faces of those self-mutilating people became extremely complicated.
The shock brought about by the defeat of the immortals almost shattered the cognitive view of ‘immortal invincibility’ that they had formed for a hundred years.
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Compared to the sect masters of the various ranks, the royal family and the state qi who saw Zhu Jiuyin for the first time, there were thousands of Yanyulou disciples.
Gu Xihe, Gu Qingyu sisters and brothers, and two guardians, Lan Shi and Yan Shou.
Mo Yan’s cognitive view, the entire three views of the four people were shattered to the point of almost disappearing.
“He… Isn’t he that night, that desert… Barren Mountain Stack…” Gu
Xihe was intermittent, unable to even say a complete sentence.
The woman’s fair face was full of disbelief and incredulity.
That was not an ordinary man, let alone an ordinary Yang God Realm celestial person like his father.
It was a swaggering immortal who was born in the immortal heaven, held the ancient immortal weapon, and after burning the immortal blood, dared to call the land immortal.
The Flowing Fire Immortal who made him yearn for last night is now like a weak scholar without the power of a chicken in the hands of this white-clothed young man.
Gu Qingyu stared blankly at the galaxy that stretched across the sky.
Then he looked at the expressionless barefoot boy in white on the nine-story altar.
My mind couldn’t help but think back to that miserable and rainy night, that barren mountain inn.
I remembered that I didn’t know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and wanted to take the double knife of this white-clothed young man.
‘That night, I actually walked away from the ghost gate~’
The young sect master of the Divine Consciousness Sect who had palpitations in his heart suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Lan Shi and Yan Shou’s whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cellar.
Thinking about that night, he was ashamed, and he swore that this barefoot boy in white clothes was just the peak of the Yin Immortal Realm.
Shortness of breath, Lan Shi couldn’t help but stab his back, and his cheeks were hot and hot.
‘The frog at the bottom of the well~’
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under everyone’s fearful gaze.
Zhu Jiuyin on the high platform of the Heaven Sacrifice withdrew his gaze and looked around.
Spinning turned his gaze to the girl in red with shocked eyes.
“Division… Master~”
The girl in red called softly to the boy in white.
The two words Master immediately caused a commotion around him.
“This… This anti-heavenly witch is actually this young man in white?! ”
No wonder this young man… Senior, you want to destroy the demon eradication conference~” Zhu
Jiuyin looked down at the incomparably familiar face of the girl.
Next breath.
In the cool and extremely cool eyes of nearly 10,000 people.
The boy in white actually pinched the snow-white neck of the girl in red with a palm.
Pick up the girl.
The girl with her feet dangling in the air, her clear and fair face instantly rose to blue and purple.
It was as if a layer of moonlight had been faded.
The girl in red who was strangled by the boy in white.
One of his bright red clothes faded to snow-white.
So much so that the appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Flowing white robe with the book ‘Swagger’ on the back.
The blood on the cheeks was like a cluster of burning flames.
“This is … Dawn fairy?!
Gu Qingyu clenched his fists violently.
Want to go to the high platform to rescue the fairy between life and death.
But the footsteps are difficult to move.
The young sect master of the Divine Will Sect was entangled.
On the altar, Zhu Jiuyin stared coldly at the so-called fairy face, and said in a cold voice: “Where is my apprentice?” Where is Rouran?
Dawn felt that his neck was about to be cut off alive by the white-clothed boy in front of him.
This strong sense of life and death crisis that seems to die in the next breath is the first time that the girl has experienced it in her life.
“Don’t you know~”
In the murmur, Zhu Jiuyin’s palm slowly exerted force.
The girl’s neck immediately made a cracking sound.
Suddenly.
Zhu Jiuyin raised his eyes and looked at the extreme depths of the Qingliang Mountain Range.
“Swagger Mountain Bloom Xia Cave Heavenly Cave Lord Rouran, invite Daoist friends to enter the mountain to fight!”
The mighty sound of the grand road swept through the six and eight wastes in an instant.
On the altar.
Zhu Jiuyin easily lifted the girl’s body high.
It immediately fell hard.
Click.
The altar runs from top to bottom, breaking through dense cracks like cobwebs.
The girl’s head sank deep into the sacrificial stone.
“Gong~”
After pulling out the flowing frost and nailing the girl to the altar.
Under the gaze of more than 10,000 people around.
Zhu Jiuyin bent his knees slightly.
There was a boom.
The cool mountains shake the mountains.
But I saw that the barefoot boy in white was like a comet, smashing into the depths of the mountain range.
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Until the boy in white is no longer visible.
There were more than 10,000 people in the cool and extremely cool, first there was a brief dead silence, and then the crowd immediately turned, surging towards the southern cliffs.
The sect master in charge, as well as the disciples of the refining realm in the Smoke and Rain Building, directly performed light skills and jumped down from the edge of the cliff.
Hundreds of people committed mass suicide, and the scene was like dumplings under the pot.
As for the poor royal family and the state qi, as well as the martial artists of the outer refining realm, even if they were anxious, they could only honestly grasp the iron cables along the way, and rushed down the mountain from the cool back.
In the white jade square, there were only a few people left in a short time.
Gu Qingyu looked at the dawn that was firmly nailed to the high platform of the sacrifice heaven by a narrow knife by the young man in white, and hesitated.
“Qingyu, the battle of the immortals, a rare encounter in a thousand years, leave it alone, go quickly, occupy the place and look far away!”
Lan Shi urged.
“You lustful bear child, let’s go first!”
Yan Shou and Gu Xihe chased the large army away.
Lan Shi stomped his foot and turned to follow.
A cave master who swaggered one of the seventy-two cave heavens of the mountain, Rouran.
A retrograde immortal troll who killed two Yang God Realm immortals in seconds.
“Aunt Lan is right, Mo Yan is a lifetime, Rao is reincarnation for ten lifetimes, and it is rare to encounter such an earth-shattering battle!”
“Dawn fairy, I’m sorry~” The
girl who rushed to the blood-stained altar apologized, Gu Qingyu’s figure was like the wind, and she ran away in an instant.
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Qingliang Mountain stands out.
The long steps up the mountain resembled a winding green dragon, as if leading to the ancient heavenly court of the legendary 100,000 immortals.
There are a lot of people going up the mountain.
If a rolling stone falls from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, it can crush seven or eight thousand people.
There are people who are great rebels, and at the central square of the city of self-pity, they bombard straight to the top of Qingliang Mountain.
This news has already spread like a hurricane in the great city.
Nine out of nine people on the mountain are not eligible to participate in the exorcism conference.
However, these martial artists and princes of the Shi clan did not care about it.
Go to the fucking smoke and rain building, someone dares to go retrograde and cut immortals, even if they are cut by a thousand cuts afterwards, they have to see it in person.
Even if it was just that glance, he could see the immortal unfathomable technique, and there was no regret in dying.
The dragon head of the mountain man is naturally the pig emperor.
The second was Zhao Shangjun, the king of the Great Wei dynasty, and several martial arts attendants.
And the third stubble, the fourth stubble … Stretching endlessly.
Mu Changchuan and Mu Nanxiang brothers and sisters are between the sixth stubble people.
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hundred years ago, the palace master of the Jixia School Palace fought a bloody battle with the lord of Swagger Mountain for unknown reasons.
In that battle, the two collided above the vicissitudes of the North Sea, which directly caused the sky and the earth to lose their color, and the sun and the moon had no light.
The battle of Shiyan was the strongest battle in the world since ancient times.
I don’t know how many people have seen it.
After the war, it was bluntly said that Sensheng was lucky.
Ancient and modern, the world knows that the people of the Yin Immortal Realm can destroy the city alone.
The Yang God Realm Heavenly People can be trapped alone.
Land immortals can destroy the country alone.
Heavenly people are afraid of death, and they are more self-cultivating, and they easily do not fight in the same realm.
However, thousands of years have accumulated, but there are many battles between heaven and man.
Yin Fairy Realm can cause a sensation in several countries.
The Yang God Realm can sensationalize twenty or thirty countries.
As for the land immortals, they can shake the immortals.
Unfortunately, it is limited to a few months and years, and it will only take decades to survive.
When the years go by, thousands of cold and hot pass, who remembers those sensations?
Only the battle between the Holy Ancestor of the Jixia Academy Palace and the leader of the Swaggering Mountain.
Even in the past 800 years, it is still the most colorful dozens of pages in the history of youth.
Mercy City.
Scattered on both sides of the main road of the central axis, various restaurants and inns, many martial artists who do not like the scene, aristocratic class, etc., are gathering in pairs to discuss the barefoot boy in white who is retrograde and felling immortals.
“Swagger Mountain Bloom Xia Cave Lord Rouran, invite Daoist friends to enter the mountain to fight~”
Without warning, the rumbling Dao sound ran over the heavens and the earth.
The hustle and bustle of the huge city was dead silent in an instant.
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Ps: said that I slept until six o’clock, and set an alarm clock, and I slept until half past seven.
More than 3,200 words, one chapter today.
Ming’er’s two chapters and five thousand words, it can be regarded as a supplementary chapter, sorry sorry.