I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 146 Perfect Killing of Level , No Reason for Missing

The Shangyuan Lu family had a villa in the eastern part of Xuantianjing City.

This villa looks just like those wealthy mansions, nothing special about it.

However, this villa is quite famous in Xuantianjing because it was the place where the former head of the Lu family stayed when he came to Xuantianjing.

Lu Qinghe, the head of the Shangyuan Lu family, loved raising butterflies all his life, so this villa named Mo Ju has another nickname, called Butterfly Palace.

In the backyard of the Butterfly Mansion, there are countless kinds of butterflies dancing gracefully, which is regarded as a beautiful story.

Lu Shengxuan doesn't like butterflies, so he seldom goes to the backyard.

Even when drinking tea, I would just look at the rockery and flowing water in the Butterfly Palace and the dozens of goldfish in the pond.

At this time, he was sitting on a futon with a table in front of him. Sitting opposite him was Lu Haihui, the most outstanding figure among the younger generation of their Lu family.

Even when Lu Haihui was in the mansion, he wore a long sword on his waist. He had a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He could be called a handsome man.

The two of them drank tea with the beautiful scenery as a backdrop, which was really pleasing to the eyes.

"You held the Du Nan in your hand, and the flash of sword light you showed was just right. Lu Zhujun is just a vulgar man in the army. His inheritance, sword intent, magical powers, talent, and cultivation resources are all inferior to yours.

In addition, he was under a lot of pressure, and the flash of your sword could actually cause him to become obsessed, making it difficult for him to make any further progress in the few days left."

Lu Haihui spoke eloquently and agreed with Lu Shengxuan's approach.

Lu Shengxuan nodded: "This is revenge for my father's murder, so I will consider it carefully and do my best to make Yun Ting lose his head."

Lu Haihui said: "Yun Ting deserves to die, and he will definitely die, but in addition to Yun Ting, you have to raise your head and look at the people who are blocking your way."

"They were born in the mud, and they don't know what etiquette is, nor what reverence is. They are full of ferocity, and as long as they have a long knife in their hands, they will show the sharpness of the long knife to scare the world.

For example, Yun Ting... Yun Ting has already been executed and is about to die, and his kind will inevitably jump out and want to ignore the dignity of my Shangyuan Lu family.

Shengxuan, besides me, you are the second youngest in the clan, so you should shoulder some responsibilities. Don't let them get away with it and let the world think that our Shangyuan Lu clan is weak and can be bullied."

When Lu Haihui spoke, his eyes were sharp, as if containing layers of murderous intent.

Lu Shengxuan looked up and saw Lu Haihui's eyes, and suddenly felt a little scared.

He thought of the conversation he had with Chen Zhian and the three questions Chen Zhian had asked. For some reason, he suddenly had some more questions in his mind.

“Yun Ting deserves to die, and those who stand in his way are abetting his evil rage and should also be punished.

But... Why is Chen Zhian so confident that he thinks Yun Ting, who was born in the same family as him, is good, while my father, who is praised by everyone, is bad? "

Lu Shengxuan was lost in thought, and suddenly remembered that Chen Zhian had told him that if he didn't believe it, he could ask his cousin Lu Haihui, who was sitting opposite him, to draw out his original sword [Chixue].

Holding the snow sword has its own mystery. If there is an evil spirit in one's heart, a person with evil intentions and no righteousness, if he holds the sword, the sword energy will whistle to show his disgust.

He, Lu Shengxuan, can draw out a long sword.

Chen Zhian can also draw out a long sword.

The sword didn't even whistle, and Chixue even made a clanging sound when it fell into Chen Zhian's hands, as if expressing his joy.

"Although the Chixue sword is not a famous weapon in the world and has never bred a complete sword spirit, it has its own mysteries... Why did Chen Zhian let me use this Chixue to test my own brother?"

Lu Shengxuan thought so in his heart.

But as his thoughts flowed, his gaze occasionally fell on the darkness deep in Lu Haihui's eyes, and his heart suddenly began to beat.

“Brother Lu Haihui was a young knight who went to Shangyuan Prefecture with a sword and killed countless bandits and saved countless ordinary people.

If he can't hold the snow in his hands, then neither can I."

Lu Shengxuan thought so and seemed to have made some kind of decision. He looked down at the sword on Lu Haihui's waist.

“Brother, every time you draw out this [Into the Sea] sword, I always feel that the sword on your waist will transform into a dragon, entering the sea with great momentum, turning the river and waves, and causing wind and rain.

I have always wanted to see my brother’s sword, but I have never had the chance. Now that I am sitting across from you and drinking tea, I wonder if I can…”

Lu Shengxuan said in a low voice.

However, Lu Haihui seemed quite free and easy. He casually took off the long sword from his waist and handed it to Lu Shengxuan.

Lu Shengxuan grasped the sword, drew it, and when the long sword came out of the sheath, there was indeed a murderous aura, just like a dragon showing its claws and fangs, ready to bite its prey.

"It is indeed a good sword." Lu Shengxuan exclaimed and placed the long sword on the table.

When he raised his hand, another white sword appeared in his hand.

"I have seen my brother's sword. Out of courtesy, I would like to ask him for my sword as well. This sword is called Chixue and was given to me by my father when I was sixteen years old.

Seven or eight years have passed, I am still here, the sword is still here, but my father is no longer here."

Lu Shengxuan seemed quite lonely, but he casually handed the sword to Lu Haihui.

Lu Haihui subconsciously raised his hand to take it, but halfway through, his arm paused slightly, and then turned and fell on his long sword that was inserted into the sea.

"I had already received my cousin's sword from my uncle many years ago. I know a lot about it, so I won't look at it anymore."

Lu Haihui did not continue the topic, but said: "You and I are both children of aristocratic families, so don't be soft-hearted when you fight with Lu Zhujun this time.

He stopped in front of Yun Ting and wanted to join the thief...but the saint wanted to see if he was qualified to hold the seal.

If you show mercy, perhaps other children of noble families will suffer at his hands in the future."

At this point, Lu Haihui sighed again: "The six families of Dayu each have their own interests, and they are at odds with each other in many things, and they regard each other as opponents.

But when it comes to holding the seal, we need to be united and not let others take advantage of us.

After you kill Lu Zhujun, if Chen Zhian is not dead yet, you must try to eliminate his existence.

From now on, whether it is you, me, or other children of noble families holding the seal, it will be much easier."

Lu Shengxuan retracted his arm and looked at the Chixue long sword in his hand.

After several breaths passed, he nodded gently.

“The fight for the position of the seal bearer naturally has some underlying rules.

If the elders of the clan interfere too much, it will cause displeasure to the Sage and Prime Minister Song. If these implicit rules are broken, I am afraid that Dayu Kuixing will also be unhappy.

Therefore, many things still need us young people to consider for ourselves. Chen Zhian is one of them. If you meet such a person in the future, you should think more about how to deal with him. "

Lu Haihui spoke earnestly, as if he was teaching Lu Shengxuan.

Lu Shengxuan was a little absent-minded and just nodded casually.

Lu Haihui thought that Lu Shengxuan was a little annoyed with his preaching, so he smiled casually, with a murderous look in his eyes: "However, my cousin, you don't have to worry too much, just concentrate on preparing for the fight.

Then Chen Zhian...maybe he won't live long enough to compete with you."

Lu Shengxuan immediately raised his head and looked at Lu Haihui.

Lu Haihui drank and smiled frankly, "Sometimes, we are not the only ones thinking about the affairs of this world. There are too many aristocratic families in Xuantianjing, and there should be many people who want Chen Zhian to die.

Sometimes, we just have to wait and see, and someone will strike first."

"Perhaps by tomorrow, Chen Zhian will have died in his little courtyard."

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Ever since having a drink with Zheng Xuanze and Lu Zhujun, Chen Zhian hasn't gone out for four days.

Just like tonight, he is practicing with his eyes closed.

The first level of Ziqing Xuanwei Chanzhen method was constantly operating, digesting the innate qi in his innate womb, condensing his true essence, allowing the innate qi to gradually merge with his true essence, and then allowing his true essence to completely transform into an innate true person, and then become even more condensed.

After doing this for dozens of times, Chen Zhian restrained his breath, opened his eyes, and exhaled.

He was just about to close his eyes again and go to Baiyujing in his consciousness.

Just listen to the roar!

A loud explosion sounded.

Suddenly, smoke and dust rose up in Chen Zhian's courtyard.

At this moment, Chen Zhian also felt a terrifying true energy suddenly spreading out, and then it came towards him with an extremely tyrannical spirit. His expression suddenly changed.

The strong body refined by the Furnace Treasure Record immediately tensed up, the bones in the body made sounds, several tendons in the body suddenly stretched out, and leaped upwards while the true energy flowed.

Click!

The bricks and stones on the ground were instantly crushed by Chen Zhian, and Chen Zhian's body jumped up violently, smashing the eaves in an instant.

And that powerful true energy had already smashed down, easily pushing down and crushing all the brick walls.

Someone walked out from the smoke. It was a man dressed in black with murderous eyes.

This man was not tall, but extremely strong, especially his pair of iron fists, which were actually emitting tiny traces of silver light.

His spirit seemed to have already captured Chen Zhian's leap high and smashing the roof. This man also leaped up and pushed his hands upward as if to support a mountain.

The remaining eaves hit his palm and immediately turned into countless wood chips and flew away.

In just a moment or two, he also reached the beam.

This person's spiritual energy had already spread everywhere. He jumped high up, his eyes even fixed on one place. Without searching at all, he struck out again with his palm!
The terrifying true energy surged layer by layer, and a palm intention crossed the sky and slammed down towards Chen Zhian who had just landed on the roof.

The ultimate innate true energy and terrifying power all exploded in this palm.

"Innate perfection!"

Chen Zhian's expression suddenly changed. As his spiritual energy and true essence flowed at the same time, a small boat appeared under his feet.

The small boat suddenly appeared at Chen Zhian's feet, but in an instant, it turned into a stream of light, flew dozens of feet away, and hovered above the backyard next door.

The man who came to attack Chen Zhian looked gloomy when he saw the incredibly fast [Ye Yuezhou].

“First-grade spiritual treasure!”

A first-grade spiritual treasure is extremely precious, and many aristocratic cultivators in the Jade Que realm cannot even own one.

A first-grade flying spiritual treasure is of extraordinary value.

But Chen Zhian has an ordinary background and doesn't even have any background. How did he get such a treasure?

This person stood here and looked towards the Xuantian Palace from afar.

There is already a breath of fresh air blooming there.

The roar of the collapsed house will inevitably attract people in the palace.

Once he attracted the attention of the people in the palace, let alone his Xiantian Perfection, even if he was Yuque Perfection, he would probably die here.

Taking action in the imperial city is a serious crime.

There are countless powerful people in the imperial city.

In fact, he was sent here today with the intention of dying in the imperial city.

The prerequisite is to exchange life for life.

If Chen Zhian did not die, but died at the hands of someone in the palace, it is unknown whether the person who sent him here would keep his promise.

Thoughts on this.

The black-clothed man's true energy circulated and he was about to retreat.

But at this moment, the first-grade spiritual treasure under Chen Zhian's feet suddenly shook, and Chen Zhian's true energy was also weak, as if he was unable to support it.

A first-grade spiritual treasure might not consume much true energy in normal use.

But in order to dodge his fist, Chen Zhian activated his magic weapon in an instant, and controlled it at an extremely fast speed. In almost the blink of an eye, he escaped from his fist...

"Chen Zhian is too exhausted. I still have a chance to kill him."

"If you fail in one strike, then flee and don't linger."

The man in black's thoughts flashed and he stopped abruptly.

boom!
He stomped his feet suddenly, and the wall beneath his feet collapsed instantly. Extreme true energy and strength burst out again, and his muscles and bones trembled violently like thunder.

kill!

He snorted in his heart.

A fist suddenly appeared in the air, and then the five fingers loosened and turned into a palm.

His incomparably hot true energy suddenly rose and surged at this moment, and the air around him seemed to be pushed away by his palm.

A brilliant red light even bloomed in the palm of the man in black.

It's like holding onto a volcano that's about to erupt.

Palm out!

There was another dull loud noise.

The air in the void was compressed into a violent gale, blowing straight towards Chen Zhian.

There was also incomparable pure power and fist intent, which turned into clearly visible murderous intent, bringing up a scorching wave of air, pushing towards Chen Zhian like a collision of wild beasts.

"If I kill you, I will die and my clan will ascend to heaven!"

Rumble!
The volcano in the black-clothed man's palm finally erupted, and the fiery fist brought out a blazing glow, wanting to grind the somewhat panicked Chen Zhian into ashes with one palm.

But at this moment.

The first-grade spiritual treasure that was originally wobbling under Chen Zhian's feet suddenly stopped.

The boy, who had been a little panicked just now, looked up.

The black-clad man's pupils shrank slightly.

Then he suddenly sensed that there seemed to be clouds and mist stirring in the void around him.

Countless amounts of sword energy were brought out from the misty clouds.

The sword energy is fierce, blocking the way forward.

The man in black was not afraid at all and wanted to break everything with his force.

The perfect innate kills the first level of innate!
There is absolutely no chance of failure!
However, there are always surprises in this world, just like a ray of light suddenly appeared in the clouds circling above Chen Zhian's head.

It was a sword light.

The clouds gathered at this moment, and the sword light was obscured by the clouds, and it came silently towards the man in black.

It was like a meteor falling from the sky, at an incredibly fast speed.

The black man looked up.

But he saw Chen Zhian standing on Ye Yuezhou with a cold look in his eyes, his right hand raised and snapping his fingers.

"Sword Intent Yunzhongjun!"

"Nine Heavens Divine Power!"

Edict!
In the clouds, the light of a sword flashed momentarily.

The aura emanating from the sword was too mysterious, as heavy as a mountain, as misty as clouds, and contained unimaginable power.

"What kind of sword is this? The Wanduan Sword?"

"No, it's stronger than the Ten Thousand Forged Sword..."

The volcano in the black-clothed man's hand went out, and his body fell from mid-air. He looked down at his chest.

At some point, his chest had been pierced, and the powerful sword energy was raging in his body, crushing his internal organs.

The young man came in a boat, like an immortal, looking down at him and asking softly, "Who sent you here?"

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