Xuanxia

Chapter 1124 Decision
The white fog was blown away by the strong wind condensed from billions of sword lights. A small hill in the distance was flattened in an instant and dissipated completely in the blink of an eye, leaving no residue.

Fu Qingzhou lowered his head, no expression visible on his face. He held the scabbard of the King Sword in his hand and kept swinging it.

Ning Baimei tilted his head slightly, his pupils shrank and his eyes narrowed slightly, and the skin between his eyebrows twitched, as if something was trying to come out.

The halberd in the smoker's hand broke, and his soul became even more erratic.

Naturally, neither of them took Fu Qingzhou's move head-on.

Back in the Jinchan Temple, Fu Qingzhou, with his cultivation level of the sixth or seventh realm, could perform the Qingxuhua Sword Technique and beat Huijue like a stray dog ​​with the scabbard of the King Sword in his hand. At this moment, he was holding the scabbard of the King Sword...

Neither Ning Baimei, who was seriously injured in the battle, nor the controlled Smoker, dared to take the sword head-on and chose to dodge.

"Fu boy, do you really want me to die?"

The smoker grinned and said, "So ruthless?!"

Fu Qingzhou's face turned slightly towards him.

"I'm sorry, old ghost."

He whispered, "You have come to this point..."

The scabbard of Wang Jian was pushed forward suddenly, and billions of extremely violent and crazy sword lights whizzed away, submerging the two people in front in the blink of an eye.

The difference between the scabbard and the Eight Kingly Swords is that... its power comes from everything it has ever contained.

It was the three major places of inheritance of Wuliang Taiji Dao, Milun Temple and Chengdao Academy. It was created to seal the Heavenly Dao Divine Sword... Although it was eventually stolen by the founding emperor of Yan Kingdom due to a series of mistakes, the fact that it could contain the Heavenly Dao Divine Sword shows how terrifying it is.

Over the hundreds of years, it has absorbed countless powerful and violent forces. Even if it were to vent them here for three days and three nights, it would not be exhausted!

This time, after the endless sword light dissipated, a huge gully appeared in front of them, as if it had been washed by a tsunami. The mountains and forests in front of them all disappeared, and the undulating terrain and mountains on the distant horizon were also plowed clean!

The Smoker stood in front of Ning Baimei and was almost scared to death by this blow. His black armored body could no longer condense and only a faint black smoke was left floating in the air.

Ning Baimei stared at Fu Qingzhou, but his expression seemed a little complicated.

“You have definitely grown.”

He whispered, "After knowing that Cang Yun was under my control, you attacked without hesitation... You are very good."

Fu Qingzhou raised his head calmly and looked over.

His expression didn't change at all, but a tear rolled down the corner of his eye.

The result is already determined and there will be no change.

The Smoker was already controlled by Ning Baimei. Fu Qingzhou knew that he had no chance of saving him, so the only way was to kill him cleanly...

This decision is of course painful, but it is the only way.

This way, smokers can be prevented from suffering more.

"However, your determination is somewhat beyond my expectations."

Ning Baimei smiled slightly: "For now, he can't die."

The squirming flesh between his eyebrows finally opened completely, revealing his third eye.

Fu Qingzhou was shocked at first, but soon he figured it out.

What happened to Long Dabei and Qingsongzi when they were young, Qi Ran's performance in the misty Xishuo City, and Ning Baimei's current position...

Ning Baimei and Qi Ran are actually in the same group.

Even if he is not the incarnation of heaven, what's so strange about having this eyeball?
The moment Ning Baimei's eyeball appeared on his forehead, the remaining ghost of the smoker turned into flowing black smoke and was absorbed into his heavenly eye.

Fu Qingzhou didn't do anything, he just watched coldly.

It’s not that he won’t do it, but he has a strange feeling... When Ning Baimei opens his third eye, he must not take action or get close to him, otherwise, the other party will take advantage of him.

"Pity."

He smoothed the third eye on his forehead and said, "I am far inferior to you and cannot keep it open all the time... and you are also very smart. You did not choose to take action just now."

"Have you finished talking nonsense?" Fu Qingzhou said coldly: "I defeated Zhao Liang who was under your control, and I can also defeat you."

From just now until now, his right arm has been regenerating.

Perhaps because he received some kind of power feedback from holding the scabbard of the King Sword, the growth speed of his right arm also became much faster. At this time, his right hand finally grew completely. Fu Qingzhou changed the scabbard of the King Sword to his right hand, and held the German Sword with the bracelet in his left hand.

As long as the Heavenly Dao exists, his true energy will always surge!
The Sky Eye is related to Qi Ran, so there is no need for that!

Just like this, we can continue to fight!

"The Zhao Liang that I controlled... It seems that you have seen him, but you did not recognize him."

Ning Baimei smiled softly: "It is not me who controls Zhao Liang."

At this time, Fu Qingzhou didn't listen to his nonsense at all and suddenly stood up!
His figure left a trail in the air, the newly formed muscle fibers in his right arm instantly tensed to the extreme, the scabbard of the Wang Sword drew a dazzling arc of light, and Ning Baimei's figure floated backwards like a kite, but was intercepted in mid-air by the surging sword light of the De Sword.

"You can't escape!"

Fu Qingzhou's voice was as cold as ice.

The sword of virtue turned into thousands of threads in his left hand, each of which was wrapped in light golden true energy, weaving into an impenetrable net.

Ning Baimei let out a light breath, and his sleeves suddenly fluttered. Sword light shot out from his sleeves and formed a Big Dipper formation in the air. The sword light collided with the sword thread, causing a series of sparks to burst out.

Fu Qingzhou's offensive was far from over.

This time, he stretched out both hands and condensed his true energy. The scabbards of the De Sword and the Wang Sword simultaneously split into countless phantoms. Each sword shadow was wrapped in a different sword intent - some were as strong as a mountain, and some were as ethereal as smoke, strangling them from all directions!

Not only that, in the sword shadows, one can clearly see the shadows of various top skills.

The Qingxu Sword Art, the Fenguang Ruying Sword, the Taisu Xuanchan Sword, the Mingwang Sword, the Avici Sanmie, and the Dushi Sword he created...

Ning Baimei exhaled gently again.

The third eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened, although it was only open for a moment, but it made his vision suddenly bright!

In this one-tenth of a second, he found the flaw among the millions of sword and knife lights!
But at this moment, the third eye between Fu Qingzhou's eyebrows suddenly opened at the same time!

Ning Baimei was shocked!
Fu Qingzhou was also shocked - at this moment, he could feel the Qi in his body stirring... no, it was roaring!
It was almost in ecstasy, roaring, dancing, and ready to pounce on Ning Baimei!

However, precisely because of its activity, Sky Eye did not fail this time.

"You want my power?"

Fu Qingzhou grinned: "You have to get it first!"

The astonishment on Ning Baimei's face faded, replaced by a smile.

The skin on his forehead twitched, and he obviously wanted to open his third eye again.

But as mentioned before, he is not Fu Qingzhou.

His Heavenly Eye was obtained through other means. At this moment, it was just like Fu Qingzhou's when he was at a low level of cultivation. He would have a splitting headache and his thoughts would become stagnant after opening his eyes for just a moment...

Both of them are gambling!
Fu Qingzhou was betting that he could see through Ning Baimei's movements before his power was taken away.

Ning Baimei was betting that he could get Fu Qingzhou's power before he could stab him.

Countless sword and knife lights intertwined, brighter and more dazzling than the sun, and the figures of the two were instantly submerged in it.

Zhao Yuan in the distance covered his face with his hands. He had retreated several hundred steps away and found a huge rock to take cover, but his hair and clothes were still cut off by the strong wind from the sword. The rock where he was hiding and the surrounding area were cut into countless deep marks several inches long.

Finally, the light dissipated.

Ning Baimei stood in place, with the sword of virtue piercing his chest.

He reached out and held De Jian, wanting to speak, but he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

Fu Qingzhou sneered, raised the scabbard of the king's sword, and was about to smash it down.

But at this moment, Ning Baimei took a deep breath and turned into a ball of inky mist and dissipated. The figure that re-condensed ten steps away had a violently heaving chest and the front of his robe was soaked with blood.

"You didn't lie this time."

Fu Qingzhou panted and sneered: "The one who can catch the sword of virtue with bare hands in Xishuo City is not you at all."

"I've told a lot of lies, but not today."

Ning Baimei covered his wound and chuckled, "For example... have you ever thought... that the reason you came to this world is because of your criminal police father?"

(End of this chapter)