Huangxiu

Chapter 452 Interception
“It’s finally snowing…”

Chu Zhiyuan opened the window.

Goose-feather-like snowflakes fluttered and swirled down from the sky.

They fell to the ground silently, and then piled up together one by one.

In this moment, a small layer has been folded.

Chu Zhiyuan looked towards the dark sky.

Layer upon layer of dark clouds obscured the morning light, and it was obvious that it would be a heavy snow.

"Your Majesty..."

"Well, let them go into the tunnel and don't come out without my order."

"Yes."

Chu Zhiyuan raised his head and continued to look towards the sky. His super sense had already spread out, and the area within a radius of six kilometers was all within the range of his vision.

He took the initiative to isolate the imperial palace and did not penetrate it.

The Emperor's Sword hanging above the imperial palace can now shine without any pressure.

The Emperor's Sword that we saw at first was a giant sword, several meters long.

The Emperor's Sword that we see now is only one foot longer than the Qingying Sword. It hangs quietly in the sky, and the sword body is covered with strange patterns.

These patterns cannot be memorized; they disappear from the mind as soon as the eyes are closed.

These patterns flow gently, absorbing strange powers from all directions.

Countless forces from the void gathered into the sword, causing the patterns on the sword to flow and increasing the power of the sword.

Despite the gathering of countless forces, the sword's power was not greatly enhanced.

It can be seen that the power of this sword was originally extremely strong, and the base was too huge.

The power of the sword was too great, and he felt uncomfortable as soon as he was touched by it.

It seemed that the Emperor's Sword would chop down at any time, and there would be no way to escape.

This sense of danger made him feel uneasy and extremely uncomfortable, and it also interfered with his extrasensory perception.

Therefore, we should take the initiative to eliminate them and look elsewhere.

He disappeared from the bed in a flash, and appeared in the front hall the next moment, standing in front of Chu Qingyan.

Chu Qingyan sat cross-legged on the Arhat bed in the front hall, like a statue.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and said, "Uncle, I'm going out for a while."

Chu Qingyan opened his eyes and said calmly: "Go out and take a look?"

"See if we can stop them."

"Well, let's go."

Chu Qingyan knew that Chu Zhiyuan had made all the arrangements, and everyone entered the underground secret passage.

The underground secret passage of Prince Qing's Mansion is very deep. Even if those great masters of evil sects break in, they will not be able to find anyone for a while.

It was enough for them to deal with it. As long as they could hold on for a moment, the Emperor's Sword from the palace would be able to cut them down.

It depends on whether these guys dare to come.

Chu Zhiyuan floated out of Prince Qing's Mansion, closed his eyes, and began to sense.

As he entered the realm of Grandmaster, his intuition became stronger, and the abilities brought by his golden vertical pupils also increased.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and sneered.

It floated south for about a thousand meters and stopped on a roof.

The heavy snow had already covered the surrounding roofs and ground with a thick layer.

The lights in Yujing City were still ablaze, and the main streets were still bustling with people.

Such heavy snow could not hinder these people's joy.

But the heavy snow made the surroundings much quieter, and the rustling snowflakes made the air fresher.

Chu Zhiyuan was wearing a green silk robe, standing on a roof with his hands behind his back, looking around.

The snowflakes were blocked when they were one meter away from his body and could not get any closer.

It is four kilometers away from the south gate of the inner city and five kilometers away from the west gate. It is the best location to cover the west and south gates.

There is no North Gate, and the East Gate is too far away to be covered.

He had already intuitively sensed that they would enter through the south gate.

……

Time passes slowly.

The sky seemed even darker.

The snow is falling harder.

The ground was already more than a foot thick.

The melodious singing from several restaurants spread far into the night sky, making the surroundings even quieter.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes and put his hand on the hilt of the knife.

Within the range of the super-sensory cave, four old men were seen floating down to the foot of the city wall.

It seemed to blend into the surrounding snowflakes, without making any sound or movement.

After they landed, they looked at each other, then dispersed and left in four different directions.

Some face north, some face south, some face east, and some face northeast.

They walked slowly.

The snowflakes fell on them, turning them into four snowmen.

From what Chu Zhiyuan could see through his clairvoyance, their bodies were dark and dark, and he couldn't tell where their aura was flowing.

There was only a faint trace of spiritual energy flowing around the feet.

Except for the feet, there is no breath flowing in the whole body, no Dharma image, and no visualization picture.

The whole person looks like someone who doesn't know martial arts.

If they didn't use their Qinggong skills and walked slowly, they might even be able to deceive the super senses at first glance.

However, if he wanted to search, he still couldn't hide it from his super senses.

There is a huge difference between a body that has been cultivated and a body that has not been cultivated.

It’s not visible from the outside, but the skin and bones beneath the skin have changed.

The most important thing is the meridians.

The meridians of people who practice martial arts are very different from those of ordinary people, and super senses can see through them at a glance.

The meridians nourished by true Qi, the meridians nourished by Gang Qi, and the meridians nourished by spiritual Qi are all different.

This is some kind of secret technique that can be hidden from the Daluo Tianpan, but not from the super senses.

These four old men are the grand masters.

Chu Zhiyuan floated down, his toes lightly tapping the snow, as if he was riding the wind.

He quickly came to the old man walking in the northeast direction and said calmly: "Everyone from Yuding Sect, I have been waiting for a long time."

The old man looked up at him blankly, his eyes dull, as if he was an old fool.

Chu Zhiyuan snorted lightly.

In his mind, the rising sun suddenly shot out a beam of light, shining towards the Moonlight Blade.

Mental power was instantly infused into the sword soul.

Then the Moon Sword Spirit shot out of his mind and slashed towards the old man.

The old man used a secret technique to hide all his skills in a certain acupoint.

With a slash of the Mingyue Sword Spirit, a huge jade tripod suddenly appeared in the void.

"Ding..." It was as if a clear sound was ringing in my ears, but it was ringing in my spirit.

"Dangdangdangdang..." The Mingyue Sword Soul slashed out more than a dozen times in an instant.

A dozen cracks appeared on the body of the giant tripod, and then it slowly split and shattered.

The Moon Sword Soul slashed the old man's soul without hesitation.

The soul of a grandmaster is no different from that of an ordinary person. It is extremely fragile and vulnerable to a single blow from the sword spirit.

Before the old man could react, the light in his eyes had dimmed.

"Bang!" The old man slowly fell onto the thick snow, motionless, already dead.

There was no blood on his body, and when he was found tomorrow he would be presumed to have frozen to death.

The Moon Sword Soul returned to the void in his mind and became a little dimmer.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

The rising sun once again shot out a beam of light that fell on it, making it shine again.

But this light is a dim light.

Just like lamps of different wattages, although they all make it bright, the wattage is different and the brightness is also different.

he mused.

Chopping up a visualized object does not only consume mental energy, but also the sword spirit.

There are two sources of the so-called sword spirit, one is obtained from killing, and the other is obtained from practicing.

I just killed someone and the Moon Sword Soul was replenished, but it is still far from what I consumed.

In this way, it is indeed possible to kill a grandmaster with the sword spirit in the mind, but it will consume a lot of energy.

Then let’s see how it works with the real Moonlight Blade.

He drew out his Moonlight Blade, floated away, and came to the old man who was walking towards the north.

(End of this chapter)