I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 171 The White Manifesto to Kill Chu Xiu!
The wind and waves rolled over the mountain ridges, and the earth and sky were shaking where rain and snow met.

The mist broke into wisps of light silk on the mountainside, as if someone had overturned an inkstone and splashed pine soot ink into the thousands of peaks and valleys.

Chu Xiubai was admiring the beautiful scenery in the rain and snow with a smile on his face as he slowly cut off Yu Li Ke's fresh meat.

Yu Li Ke's blood flowed over his clothes. The intense pain made him frown. Black gas came out of the Soul-Snatching Needle from time to time, indicating that Yu Li Ke's soul was resisting.

Resistance brings even greater pain.

This made Yu Li Ke groan involuntarily.

When Chu Xiubai heard this muffled groan, the smile on his face deepened a little.

"In the past few years, you have been like a rat crawling in filth. I am always worried that you will bite me and dirty my clothes."

Chu Xiubai handed another small piece of meat to the hungry cat, but the cat seemed to be full and dodged a little.

“However, a lowly mountain dweller like you, with some opportunities and talents, should have sold your cultivation to the noble families in the world, and naturally be able to ask for some wealth.

But you are so confused that you want to go against me."

When Chu Xiubai said this, the short knife in his hand pierced straight into Yu Li Ke's flesh. The intense pain brought by the Soul-Snatching Needle attacked his nerves all the time.

The tremendous pain in his leg was amplified dozens of times by the Soul-stealing Needle, making it unbearable for Yu Li Ke, who was willing to swallow the carbon thorn noodles, and he let out a low howl.

"Do you know who I am?"

When Chu Xiubai saw Yu Like's painful expression, the smile on his face became even brighter.

"I am the fourth son of the Chu family. My father is the Grand Governor of Nanhai, a high-ranking official. There are no princes in Dayu, but in fact, my father is a prince."

Chu Xiubai became very interested and pointed at the eight men in black armor.

"This Nine-Horsemen Black Armor Formation is a gift from my mother. The nine flags combined can fight against the Jade Palace cultivators... It's a pity that one of them was killed by Chen Zhian. Even so, he is not comparable to an ordinary sixth-level innate cultivator."

He then pointed to the two men and one woman standing in front of the cage, who were standing with extraordinary spirit.

"Do you know what aristocratic family background is? I was assassinated by you in Xuantianjing, and then two Yuque from Nanhai came all the way to protect me.

If the three Yuque Tianguans had gone to an ordinary prefecture, each of them would have been treated as a distinguished guest by the prefect."

"Liao Jiu, Liu Zhiqing, Chu Chouyu!

Yu Li Ke, remember their names. They, along with my cousin Wang Yan from the Wang family, are the ones who are trying to capture you."

Yu Li Ke endured the severe pain, raised his head and looked at the three people.

Among these three people, he was very familiar with the old man in black, Liao Jiu. The reason why the assassination failed last time was because of the existence of the black-clothed Yuque.

The woman was dressed in red, with heavy makeup and an extraordinary appearance, but the look in her eyes when she looked at Yu Li Ke was filled with deep greed, and she even licked her lips as if she wanted to bite his flesh.

And that Chu Chouyu should be a branch of the Chu family. He looks to be less than 40 years old. He carries a long sword on his back and has a strong aura.

With three such powerful men here, it’s no wonder that Chu Xiubai is so proud of himself.

Even though the noble families in the world have monopolized countless resources for cultivation, it is extremely rare for a young man from a noble family to be protected by three Jade Palaces and a team of black armored warriors.

"Do you ever regret going against me?"

Chu Xiubai drew out his long sword and ignored the blood gushing out of Yu Like's leg.

He licked his lips, his pale face showing some excitement: "They are just some mountain folks, useless to me, Dayu. No one cares whether they are alive or dead.

Before Blackrock Mountain, my cousin and I had swept through twelve hills in a row.

There are twelve hills and sixteen thousand people, but there is no other pariah like you."

Chu Xiubai's expression turned cold: "Unfortunately, in such a barren place like Black Stone Mountain, there is a Yu Li Ke like you, who has caused me a lot of trouble and even caused me to be scolded by my father several times.

Tell me, how are you going to make amends?"

"Come to think of it... the heads of the people on Black Rock Mountain are quite similar to those of the Dali people. The men on Black Rock Mountain are also quite stubborn. Some of them had their limbs chopped off by me, but they still glared at me, so I chopped off their heads again."

"Let me guess, whose child are you?"

"Is it the man with the mole on his face and the scar on his forehead? Or is it the middle-aged woman in simple clothes who is your mother? It can't be the old man with one arm broken, right? His chest was crushed by my horse, and his ribs pierced into his lungs. He slowly suffocated to death. He was not the one who died the most painful death."

Chu Xiubai's voice seemed to come from the underworld.

Yu Li Ke was finally enraged. Tears flowed from his eyes, his body trembled continuously, and cracks appeared on his soul.

Chu Xiubai immediately clapped his hands and laughed: "Are you angry? It's good to be angry. Under the Soul-stealing Needle, your state of mind has failed, and it will be even more painful."

Blood flowed from Yu Li Ke's mouth.

Chu Xiubai laughed even louder: "Do you know that you were escorted to Xuantianjing and someone tried to save you?"

"It's the Chen Zhian who I taught you to hide last time. It's a pity that he is just an eighth-rank Cheyi Lang, who can't get on the stage in Xuantianjing. He actually wants to use the law to suppress me. I don't know how ridiculous it is."

As Chu Xiubai spoke, a gloomy look suddenly appeared on his face, probably because he was thinking of the knife that Chen Zhian had stabbed him with.

He snorted coldly and said, "One day, Chen Zhian will be like you, locked in a cage by me, and I will cut out his flesh and blood and feed it to worthless beasts."

As he said this, Chu Xiubai cut off another piece of flesh, held it in his hand, and wanted the cat in his arms to eat it.

But the cat seemed to be full and had been struggling for a long time. At this time, Chu Xiubai stuffed it with flesh and blood, making it struggle even more vigorously.

So Chu Xiubai shook his head, casually threw the flesh and blood in his hand out of the cage, and lightly stabbed the long knife in his other hand into the cat's head.

Blood gushed out, but was burned clean by Chu Xiubai's true energy.

He threw the cat's body out of the cage in disgust, and it was trampled into the mud by a horse.

"Before I died, I had a full meal."

Chu Xiubai sneered, his eyes still on Yu Like: "But you are different. When you arrived in the South China Sea, you knew what it meant to be unable to live or die."

He casually inserted the knife into Yu Li Ke's other leg again, opened the cage and walked down, just as he was about to climb onto the horse...

Just at this moment, the three Yuque monks around them had already cultivated their primordial spirits, and their spiritual energy had greatly increased. They seemed to sense something, and looked towards the Seven Sutras Mountain behind them together, then suddenly frowned.

Chu Xiubai didn't feel anything yet, but he turned his head and looked along with the Yuque monks.

For some reason, the fog was a little too thick today, obscuring the mountains in the distance.

But he was still among those mountains, and someone slowly stood up.

Chu Xiubai suddenly frowned and shouted, "I am Chu Xiubai from the Chu family, who is playing tricks?"

"It's me, Chen Zhian from Sunan Prefecture."

laugh!
Between the mountains and the earth, the clouds move suddenly and the air flows into the sea.

There was a sword light that seemed to come from the sky, emitting a terrifying sword intent, like a king in the clouds swinging his sword, cutting through thousands of clouds and mists and falling straight down.

The misty sword energy came over.

The clouds and mist parted, and Chen Zhian, dressed in black, with a sword at his waist, swooped down on his horse.

Chu Xiubai opened his eyes wide and almost thought he was dreaming.

But the black-clothed old man Liao Jiu behind him waved his arm and flew into the air. A toad covered in purple mist appeared and disappeared behind him. The divine essence resonated with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, producing smoke and miasma.

The billowing smoke condensed into a huge human face, which swallowed the sword in one gulp.

The sword clanged.

Chu Xiubai finally reacted, laughed loudly, jumped on his horse, pointed at Chen Zhian from a distance and said, "Chen Zhian, you are looking for death!"

"I'm going to chop off your dog's head!"

Chen Zhian rides the Beiyin horse.

After staying in the city for a long time and using it only for transportation, this famous northern horse seemed just an ordinary one.

But at this moment, when Chen Zhian used his true energy to control the horse to charge, an extremely thick true energy also flowed out of the body of the Beiyin horse, connecting with Chen Zhian's true energy.

In an instant, Chen Zhian felt that the horse under him seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast. Its speed suddenly increased and it almost turned into a stream of light in the thick fog.

The muscles on the horse's body are like the peaks of a mountain when a dragon turns over, moving layer by layer, with unimaginable blood and energy bursting out, bringing out huge impact force.

In a blink of an eye, Chen Zhian had descended from the foot of the mountain and rushed straight to the cage where Yu Like was imprisoned!

"Kill him... No... Don't kill him. Capture him alive."

Chu Xiubai's eyelids drooped, and his pale face revealed an almost crazy excitement.

Liao Jiu in black robe attacked without thinking twice.

His body was wrapped in green smoke, which instantly turned into a fist and smashed towards Chen Zhian.

It was at this moment that one of the eight men in black armor took off the spear behind him, and a flag on the tip of the spear opened in the wind.

The other seven men in black armor stood on their horses and drew their swords at the same time!

Rumble!
The clouds and mist rolled, and terrifying waves of true energy emanated from them.

The huge flag became the center of the formation, fluttering in the clouds like a war flag!
And that green fist had already fallen from the sky, dispersing the clouds and trying to hit Chen Zhian.

This is an extraordinary magical power, especially when it is performed by a Yuque figure like Liao Jiu, it becomes even more powerful and extraordinary.

The clouds between heaven and earth were turned by this punch and transformed into a hurricane.

The green true energy surged, mixed in it, emitting a rolling green light!
If this punch hit Chen Zhian, he would die instantly.

But at this moment, a silver needle suddenly shot out from nowhere, silently and with an unimaginable magical power, it pierced straight into the giant green fist.

boom!
Soon, a thunderous roar resounded through the mountains.

In just a moment, Liao Jiu's magical power collapsed.

The silver needle did not stop and went straight towards Chu Xiubai.

Behind Chu Xiubai, Liu Zhiqing and Chu Chouyu attacked almost at the same time.

The gorgeous woman in her thirties stretched out her hand, but in her hand there appeared a huge hammer that was totally inconsistent with her temperament.

The giant hammer was as long as two people, and the hammer head was also red, emitting a cold light. When she swung the giant hammer with both hands, the earth shook, and the true energy that was pushed in was like a wave, rolling away and smashing the silver needle back.

Chu Chouyu, the youngest member of the Chu family branch, drew his sword.

The extremely violent sword intent rolled in, unparalleled.

His indifferent eyes were now filled with coldness. Behind him there was a god holding a knife, revealing a mystery.

With this blow, the earth seemed to be chopped into pieces, and a gully ten feet long was cut out on the ground.

The knife was about to go straight forward and chop Chen Zhian who was rushing towards him.

then……

From the misty clouds, a person suddenly appeared.

The man was thin and looked haggard.

But at this moment, it seemed as if two suns were burning in his eyes, illuminating the heaven and earth.

Unparalleled heroic spirit emanated from him, and the Yangsui long sword in his hand burst out with unimaginable light and heat, and slashed out another sharp sword light.

The blade light was so bright, like a burning flame. The surrounding air was burned up in an instant. The temperature suddenly rose, as if the clouds in the sky were on fire.

"I'll kill you!"

Yun Ting came out with a knife in his hand, full of heroic spirit. The swords clashed, and the roar resounded through the world. The light and shadow of the sword were looming.

The woman in red flashed and was already above Chen Zhian.

The sledgehammer fell down, as if to smash Chen Zhian into a meat patty.

The same was true for Liao Jiu. He stood above the rolling green air, suspended in mid-air. A strange mist filled the air, revealing countless human faces. The human faces opened their mouths, and their tongues turned into sharp swords, stabbing at Chen Zhian.

The murderous intent of the two Yuque Tianguan monks was locked on Chen Zhian, as if they were going to take Chen Zhian's life in the next moment.

But a ghost appeared around the silver needle.

This time, it was not just one, but seven silver needles that penetrated the clouds and mist, flashed a radiance, made a clear sound, and carried along the true essence thread as they sped past.

Those strands of true energy were like sword blades, instantly cutting off the face and tongue sword in the thick fog.

Another silver needle collided with the giant hammer, causing an explosion!
"Tianmen monk!"

Liao Jiu and Liu Zhiqing's expressions changed slightly.

And Yun Ting had already made his move. He crossed a distance of more than ten feet in one step, stepped out, and slashed with his sword. It was as if a huge sun was rising up, as if to swallow everything.

"Big Sun Nine Kills!"

Yun Ting has practiced this magical power to perfection. When he slashed with his sword, the nine levels of sword intent swept away, just like nine rays of sunlight, falling everywhere.

The unrivaled true essence is like the sun, extremely hot.

With a horizontal slash of the sword, the Nine-Sun Sword Intentions actually slashed towards the three Yuque at the same time!
Liao Jiu, Liu Zhiqing and Chu Chouyu must retreat at the same time.

While retreating, a thunder sounded from Liu Zhiqing's giant hammer, and her magical powers started to work again. The spiritual energy between the real person and the heaven and earth complemented each other, and a loud thunder exploded, bombarding Chen Zhian.

Chu Chouyu held a knife in one hand and threw a stone with the other. The stone was only the size of a chess piece, but it was so heavy that it actually crushed Yun Ting. A flash of knife light was about to fall on Chen Zhian's head.

Yun Ting took a step forward, and his figure moved sideways more than ten feet in a strange way again.

He swept his long legs over, extinguishing the thunder.

Behind him, there appeared a divine figure with a human body and an eagle head. The divine figure had wings on his body. At this moment, the wings flapped, and another divine power burst out, turning into a strong wind, blowing towards Chu Chouyu's stone.

Seven silver needles stabbed out, then turned around in an instant and killed the three Yuque.

Yun Ting's Great Sun Nine Killing Sword Intent had already exploded, and chopped the three Yuques back dozens of feet.

Bai Jian's seven silver needles appeared and disappeared mysteriously. In just two breaths, they had already pierced out dozens of true essences.

The two Yuque monks, Bai Jian and Yun Ting, actually overwhelmed the three Yuque monks and repelled them.

Chen Zhian continued to ride his horse.

The eight black-armored cavalrymen had formed a battle formation and were also charging forward.

They exuded a strong bloody aura and a thick true essence, and did not look like people at the first level of innateness at all.

Especially the person at the center of the formation, holding a spear and flag, his own cultivation has reached the fifth level of the innate realm. With the battle magic treasure in his hand and a set of battle skills, he is connected with the other seven men in black armor.

His blood, energy and true essence seemed endless, and even fed back to the other seven black armors!

The rest of the men in black armor rode their horses, holding long swords in their hands. Blood and energy gushed out of their bodies, and the terrifying murderous aura of the army rose into the sky.

Chu Xiubai laughed: "Chen Zhian, let me see how you can stop the Wang family's flag armor formation!"

"And us!"

"Go away!"

Two sword lights bloomed along with the sound of the river.

One is like fire, the other is like wind.

The sword intent was surging and extremely domineering, bringing up a surging sword energy, sweeping across hundreds of feet and slashing down.

Zheng Xuanze and Lu Zhujun also emerged from the thick fog.

These two men were one tall and one short, one was as strong as a mountain, and the other had an average physique.

But the long swords in their hands were like two real dragons.

One, two, or even dozens of sword shadows were like real dragons dancing wildly, slashing down together.

Zheng Xuanze's figure disappeared mysteriously and reappeared in mid-air. The sword in his hand was like an arrow shot from a bow, emitting a heavy glow and piercing straight into the person holding the flag at the center of the formation.

The man in black armor holding the flag did not retreat or evade, but thrust out with the spear in his hand. The other seven men in black armor attacked with their swords almost at the same time.

Chi Chi Chi!
Many sword shadows cut through the falling snow in the sky.

Rain fell again, and with a clanging sound, Zheng Xuanze's sword was pierced by the eye of the formation.

Lu Zhujun's sword was already very small, and it swept the stream not far away, and the air flow turned into a water sword, forcing back the eight black-armored figures.

The eight black-armored statues' true energy roared, and they retreated more than ten feet, then charged forward again.

But Lu Zhujun's strong body was like a mountain. He held a long sword in his hand and punched out.

A magical boxing skill rolled up a thousand waves of true energy, which turned into a vortex and blocked the eight black-armored statues.

Chen Zhian, riding his horse at full speed, finally overcame numerous obstacles!
He was not far from Chu Xiubai and the cage.

Yu Li Ke opened his eyes in the cage and saw Chen Zhian, dressed in black clothes with flying long hair and murderous eyes. A hint of gratitude suddenly flashed in his eyes.

But Chu Xiubai was sitting on the horse, his eyes full of rage!
"Chen Zhian, you are so brave that you dare to rob the wanted criminal of Dayu!"

"You came here alone, thinking you can defeat me just because I'm still injured?"

As he spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, his pale face turned rosy, and his originally chaotic true energy became smooth.

"Do you think you're the only one who can hide your strength?"

Chu Xiubai stretched out his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. His eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Chen Zhian, my injuries have recovered by 70%. If you come to die, I will chop off your head!"

boom!
When Chu Xiubai drew his sword, it was like thunder!
The aura around his body burst out, the sword intent surged, and the wind raged.

The terrifying sword intent, together with Chu Xiubai's magical power [Rolling Mountain], turned into a raging tornado that seemed to be able to roll up mountains and rivers.

Chen Zhian was eager to fight, and there was no fear in his eyes.

"The Green Emperor's sword intent, the Yunjun sword intent, the Heavenly Drum magical power, the Nine Heavens Flying Sword method, the Overlord Dragon Body, the twelve divine essences, the unrivaled true essence!"

"Let me see how much I have practiced!"

Chi!
Chen Zhian kicked the horse's legs and flew into the air.

He held the hilt of the knife in his right hand.

Fourth update: Sword technique! Draw the sword!

The divine power of the Heavenly Drum burst out with a thunderous sound.

Rumble!
Lightning flashed on the long sword, and it chopped down fiercely!
In an instant, the heaven and earth were filled with a murderous aura, and the howling wind brought a biting chill, as if winter was approaching.

The astonishing murderous aura surged from the sword intent.

A domineering aura burst out from Chen Zhian.

"Come! Let me see what your Chu family's direct descendant is like!"

There was murderous intent in Chen Zhian's eyes.

The magical power of the Heavenly Drum continued to roar, and the Dou Ji long sword collided with Chu Xiubai's long sword.

boom!
The two knives collided, emitting a terrifying sound wave that spread in all directions.

Chu Xiubai's expression suddenly changed.

"Chen Zhian has made another breakthrough?"

"It's just... what level of innateness is this, and why is the true energy so violent?"

His mind was as fast as lightning, but his sword turned suddenly and strangely, and his figure also disappeared strangely into the void.

【Hidden Sky Magical Power! 】

Just like the duel at the city gate.

Chu Xiubai's injuries were much better now than they were then.

The surging true energy drives the supernatural powers, making them even more mysterious and difficult to detect.

Chen Zhian snorted coldly.

Twelve strands of divine energy flowed out, and the incomparably strong divine energy instantly transformed into countless silk threads, spreading across an area ten feet away from him.

"Got you!"

Chen Zhian took a step sideways, clenched his left fist, and swung his elbow to attack. Dou Ji was held upside down by him and stabbed behind him.

The Green Emperor's sword intent was surging, and the twelve levels of Badu Beiqi's sword technique were like thousands of troops rushing at a city, stabbing behind him.

At the same time, Yun Jun's sword intent mixed with cold light fell vertically from the clouds.

Behind him, Chu Xiubai showed up, the long sword in his hand shone brightly, and collided with Chen Zhian's Dou Ji.

His left hand formed a palm, and a jade bracelet on his wrist emitted a magical glow that enveloped Chu Xiubai's hand!
"You separated your true energy and tried to kill me with your elbow!"

He snorted coldly, and his true energy was extremely condensed. The second-grade spiritual treasure on the bracelet had added such a heavy power that Chu Xiubai's palm felt like a heavy mountain.

"Break your bones!"

Chu Xiubai lowered his palm horizontally.

Click!

His expression changed instantly, and the spiritual light produced by the second-grade spiritual treasure actually began to crack the moment it came into contact with Chen Zhian's terrifying power.

Chu Xiubai looked over there intently.

Then I saw... Chen Zhian's wide black robe was fluttering, and golden lines were flashing on his exposed skin, and extremely terrifying blood energy burst out.

The muscles were like a coiled dragon, and the two big tendons on the spine were bounced up, filled with unimaginable power.

“Body-refining magical power! And it is definitely not an ordinary body-refining magical power!”

Chu Xiubai's expression was gloomy, and he immediately sensed a cold sword light above his head that was about to stab down.

He is worthy of being the figure on the innate sixth-level tiger young monument. Even though he was injured and only recovered 70% of his cultivation, he is still much stronger than the average innate fifth-level cultivator.

He sensed the flash of sword above his head.

The long sword was like a dragon emerging from water. All the innate true energy in his body was compressed to the extreme, and he activated a magical power.

"Holding the sun and the moon!"

This is a magical power of sword intent. An incomparable force bursts out from this magical power. The abundant sword intent rushes straight up and spreads violently.

In an instant, the ground beneath Chu Xiubai's feet began to crack, and the area over ten feet wide was in ruins.

But his violent sword intent rushed straight up, as if it could hold up the sun and the moon.

"Chen Zhian, I will show you what true magical power is!"

Chu Xiubai's eyes were cold, his powerful true energy was surging, and the sword light he brought out covered the sky and the sun.

Jiuxiao's magical power seemed to descend from the sky with Yunjun's sword intent, and it stabbed down and collided with the knife light.

Unimaginable sword intent and knife intent collided at one place, bursting out with rumbling thunder.

Chu Xiubai's expression suddenly changed...

"The Ten Thousand Forged Sword?"

Chu Xiubai's eyes were gloomy. He felt that the sword from the Nine Skies had pierced through his several layers of sword intent and seemed to be falling on his head.

Chen Zhian's next attack was about to begin. He stretched out his left leg, and with his right leg, he brought with him the energy and blood that burst out from the twelve hidden acupoints in his body, and with the extremely heavy power of the Overlord Dragon's body, he swept across Chu Xiubai's waist.

The Ba Xia dragon's body is operating at its peak.

A huge amount of blood and energy gathered on his legs, and even the golden scales were faintly visible!

Chu Xiubai's pressure suddenly increased. "Two magical powers! This Chen Zhian is only at the second level of innate, how can he be so powerful?"

He gritted his teeth and threw the long sword in his hand. The long sword made a slight sound, revealing the shadow of a dragon, baring its fangs, and swallowing the sword light from the sky.

The precious clothes on his body suddenly flashed with light, and at the same time, Chu Xiubai smashed down with both fists, and all his innate true energy was condensed in these fists. Even his blood surged all over his body, and strands of blood burst out from the pores of his body.

[Magic power, transform into a dragon! ]

This fifth-grade life-and-death magical power brought out a shining golden light, and the smoke and dust rolled up, and the rain and snow turned reversely.

There was a roar of gas exploding from Chu Xiubai's body, as if it was going to break Chen Zhian's legs!

This magical power is too powerful, so powerful that it is beyond comprehension.

Chen Zhian swept across with his dragon body, twisting his body, and two rays of light appeared on the fingers of his left hand.

The Zen finger gloves mixed with a wisp of the Green Emperor's sword intent silently passed through Chu Xiubai's arms.

Chu Xiubai's two arms were like two dragons, roaring towards them!

The fierce aura almost swallowed up Chen Zhian, but he was not afraid at all.

He had exerted the power of the Ba Xia dragon body to its extreme. At this moment, all the blood and energy in his left leg had been condensed into a thick true essence, as if it had turned into a real dragon body.

Boom!
Chu Xiubai's fists were like dragons, and when they landed on the leg, it was like beating a drum!

dong dong!

It was like a meteor falling to the ground. With a crack, Chen Zhian's left leg cracked, and the jade bone on his leg was cracked.

But his two fingers were mixed with sword intent and carried the magical power of Thundering Sky Drum as they flashed past.

Suddenly, blood gushed out of Chu Xiubai's arms, deep enough to see the bones.

He cried out in pain and was about to retreat, but the long sword he had just thrown away had already fallen into his hand.

And the Jiuxiao sword energy followed closely, about to pierce his neck!
"No!"

Chu Xiubai still did not give up and fought hard.

Chen Zhian was already holding the Dou Ji long sword.

Under the inscription of Qingshan, the Dou Ji long sword cut out seventy-seven rays of starlight and killed towards Chu Xiubai!
In the distance, Chu Chouyu was already struggling to deal with the killing of Yun Ting and Bai Jian, and it was obvious that Chu Xiubai was about to die.

He hurriedly controlled the divine image, and the divine image holding a knife behind him turned around, and the two-meter-long divine knife in his hand, mixed with mysterious sword intent, slashed towards Chen Zhian.

This sword was terrifying and fierce, mixed with unimaginable power of Yuque Tianguan, and turned into a ten-foot sword light.

In an instant, he cut off Chen Zhian's seventy-seven rays of starlight, and cut off the Green Emperor's sword intent, intending to cut Chen Zhian's head!

"This is the might of Yuque. Even though most of its power was blocked by Yunting and Baijian, it is still so powerful?"

Chen Zhian was in high spirits, without any trace of fear on his face.

He just raised his head, and the dragon body of Ba Xia was moving to the extreme. The magical power of the Nine Skies in the sky moved the misty clouds of Yunjun, turning them into a point of light and piercing straight down.

His Douji long sword had been sheathed at some point without anyone noticing.

the second time……

Draw the knife!

The innate true energy surging in his body condensed into one place.

Twelve divine auras locked the divine sword light.

The muscles in Ba Xia Dragon's body were twisted and his bones were visible. It was unknown whether hundreds of thousands of pounds of strength burst out from his body and was transmitted to the Dou Ji in his hand.

Fighting the long sword!
The sword intent of the Green Emperor!
The mysterious skill of drawing the sword!

Chen Zhian concentrated all his life's practice and slashed with his sword!

Rumble!
Smoke and dust rose between the mountains, and the divine sword light turned upside down, but was actually chopped into pieces by Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian's true energy was exhausted, but he still stepped forward, his left hand like a tiger, biting Chu Xiubai's arm.

He just pulled it off.

Just like he pulled off the horse's head yesterday.

Today, the place where Chu Xiubai's shoulder and arm were connected was torn apart by him, and blood spurted out.

Chen Zhian picked up the broken arm and smashed it hard at Chu Xiubai.

The terrifying force caused Chu Xiubai's chest to cave in, and he flew backwards, landing next to the cage that had already been pushed over by the aftermath of the battle.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield also changed.

Liu Zhiqing's eyes flickered and she kept retreating, as if she wanted to escape.

However, the eight black knights suppressed Lu Zhujun and Zheng Xuanze.

Zheng Xuanze, whose injuries had not yet healed, suffered new injuries. There was a hideous knife scar on his chest and he was gasping for breath.

Bai Jian and Yun Ting were stronger than the three Yuque, but they were unable to help Lu Zhujun and Zheng Xuanze because they were afraid that one of the three Yuque would escape.
If we delay any longer.

It is still unclear whether Zheng Xuanze is alive or dead.

Chen Zhian took a look at the battlefield, strode forward, swung his long sword, and cut the cage apart.

He pulled Yu Li Ke out of the cage, and when he reached out his hand, he already had five Miaowutian Pills in his hand!
Chen Zhian stuffed five heavenly pills into Yu Like's mouth safely.

Yu Li Ke's aura suddenly began to surge, and rich nutrients rushed into his body and into his Yuan Guan.

The vital energy flowed through the Yuanguan, and his spirit also recovered slightly.

Yu Li Ke suddenly opened his eyes and pointed at the Soul-Snatching Needle on his forehead.

Chen Zhian immediately understood and pulled out the magic needle in the blink of an eye.

It was already bright in the sky, but the clouds in the mountains were still misty. The fog, coming from nowhere, enveloped the area.

The Soul-Snatching Needle was pulled out by Chen Zhian, and Yu Like finally stood up.

He looked calm, ignoring the fact that his left leg had been cut off to the point where the bones were visible. He saluted Chen Zhian, then stepped forward to meet the man in black armor!
A smile appeared on Chen Zhian's face.

He sat cross-legged next to Chu Xiubai, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

Chu Xiubai suffered unimaginable pain.

Chen Zhian looked down at him, Ziqing Xuanwei Chanzhen constantly running to restore his true energy.

"You...if you kill me..." Chu Xiubai made a sound in his throat.

Chen Zhian flicked his fingers, and a ray of true energy flew over and pierced his jaw, leaving him speechless.

"General Chu, look, your Yuque disciples are also going to die."

Chu Xiubai looked in despair, and happened to see Yun Ting holding up a long sword. The sword energy was as strong as a dragon, and he chopped down Chu Chouyu's head with one blow.

The divine image behind him disappeared.

And at this moment, the silver needle flew back, pierced through the eyes of Chu Chouyu's fallen head, flew out from the back of his head, and pierced into the center of the eyebrows of Liao Jiu, who had the weakest cultivation among the three, killing his soul in an instant.

Liu Zhiqing was running away frantically.

She circulated her life's true energy to the extreme, stepped into the air, and flew to the front of a mountain.

But on the top of the mountain, there was a young man with tired eyes and pale face, grinning at her.

"It was you who controlled the spiritual silver needle..."

Before she could finish her words, seven silver needles floated in and pierced the back of her head and heart.

Liu Zhiqing circulated her true energy, condensed her divine form, and tried to resist.

The thin Yun Ting had already caught up, with heroic spirit in his eyes. He held a knife in one hand and Chu Chouyu's head in the other, just like that day at the foot of Ku Lao Mountain.

"You are helping the tyrant, damn you!"

He laughed loudly, and swung his sword vigorously, majestically and uprightly, locking the red jade palace on all four sides.

The long knife and the silver needle came and instantly shattered her divine appearance and pierced her forehead.

In just a dozen breaths, the three Yuques had all died.

Look at those eight men in black armor!
Who is Yu Li Ke?
He crawled out from the pile of dead bodies, got an extraordinary opportunity, and after nine years, he ascended to the Jade Palace!

What he cultivated was the art of killing!

He swallowed five Tiandan pills in a row. Even though these were not healing pills, the Dan Qi contained in them was more than enough to heal his wounds.

He rushed into the black armor, his body wrapped in black mist, and his casual attacks were like those of a ghost.

What’s even more terrifying is that his cultivation is getting stronger by the moment, and his murderous aura is getting stronger.

After another few dozen breaths, his every move and gesture seemed to be perfect, and his aura was terrifying.

With the help of such people, the pressure on Zheng Xuanze and Lu Zhujun was greatly reduced. After a while, the neck of the eight people in black armor holding the flag was crushed by Yu Li Ke, and the formation was broken. The seven people of the first level of innateness who were already injured were turned into chickens and were slaughtered wantonly by Yu Li Ke and the other two.

Chu Xiubai was lying on the ground.

Chen Zhian was sitting next to Chu Xiubai.

One person vomited blood, and the other one practiced his divine skills to restore his true energy.

But they were all looking at this battlefield.

Such a big fight, especially with the involvement of the strong men from Yuque, affected the area within a radius of five miles.

The surrounding trees collapsed in large numbers, rocks collapsed, and the ground was full of gullies.

The heads of the three Yuque monks had all been chopped off by Yun Ting.

Eight black-armored cavalrymen also died.

The fog around Chen Zhian was still there, as if covering something.

He let out a long sigh and looked down at Chu Xiubai again.

Chu Xiubai had never thought that he would die, let alone think that he would die at the hands of Chen Zhian and his gang.

He lay on the ground, blood oozing from the shoulder where his arm was broken.

The rage in his eyes had subsided.

“Forgive…Forgive me…”

He turned his head and looked at Chen Zhian.

"Just now you said that you and your Wang Yan... killed 16,000 mountain people together?"

Chen Zhian looked calm, as if those lives had nothing to do with him.

A "huh...huh" sound came from Chu Xiubai's throat.

Yu Li Ke walked over slowly.

Chen Zhian suddenly flicked the Dou Ji on his waist.

Dou Ji flew out and landed in Yu Li Ke's hands.

Yu Li Ke raised his sword and cut off Chu Xiubai's head.

The head flew and landed in Yun Ting's hands.

Yun Ting held the four heads in his hands, looking at them carefully, wondering what he was thinking.

Chen Zhian was about to stand up.

Yu Li Ke thrust his Dou Ji sword into the ground and knelt down towards Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian helped him up and brought a horse that luckily survived.

Yu Li Ke jumped on his horse, but did not leave. Instead, he followed Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian thought about it, then looked down at the rising mist and nodded slightly.

"If you have nowhere to go...just follow me from now on."

-

In the clouds, there was a person dressed in black with a blurred face, sitting cross-legged.

He lowered his head and looked down at the battlefield, seeing that all of Chu Xiubai's men were dead. He also saw that Chen Zhian was practicing martial arts to recover his true energy.

His eyes gleamed with brilliance: "The Daoxuan Sect's Ziqing Xuanwei Chanzhen has been practiced by him to this level. It is really a pleasant surprise that he came to Xuantianjing this time."

The black-clothed man snapped his fingers, and a black gas lingered on his fingertips. The black gas merged into the void and became invisible. It was about to fall down and merge into the clouds between heaven and earth, and then merge into Chen Zhian's sword intent.

Just at this moment, the man in black seemed to sense something and looked up.

Then, his expression changed drastically.

In the distance, above Qijing Mountain, someone parted the clouds and looked at him.

The man was dressed in white, with two long swords hanging in the air. The north wind beside him was like a knife, cutting the clouds in the sky.

"who is it?"

"Hmm? Xiantian monk?"

The black man used his magical powers, looked at this person, and was immediately surprised.

The man in white was now stepping on the flowing clouds, his wide white sleeves fluttering in the wind, and the two long swords were different.

The tip of the sword seemed to be holding a huge sun, dazzling and blinding.

Ten thousand frost flowers had condensed within a ten-foot radius around the other sword.

"Who are you..."

The black-clothed man's spiritual energy had not yet completely faded, but the white-clothed man was seen lightly tapping the air with his fingertips.

In an instant, a sea of clouds surged between the mountains and rivers, and all kinds of scenes such as strong winds, heavy rain and heavy snow rolled back. Countless raindrops and snowflakes condensed into sword shapes in the air, making clear sword sounds.

Thousands of mountains are covered with snow at dusk!
The two long swords flew out almost in an instant. Wherever the light reached, the twelve surrounding peaks were almost simultaneously covered with white frost. The sea of clouds in the mountains rolled and turned into glaciers. Even the falling raindrops condensed into ice beads, hanging in the air.

"What kind of sword power is this?"

The man in black was horrified, but it was too late for him to be surprised.

Just because the figure in white came with the sword energy and came against the wind, the sword energy that was filled with the chill of winter fell off the leaves and a cold wave spread out for ten miles!

There are cicadas in the North Sea!
Three thousand miles of snow!
An indescribable sword energy diffused out. Even though the man in black was extremely powerful and had few rivals below his level of creation, he was ranked thirteenth on the Riding Whale Monument. Even in this vast world, he was considered a famous figure.

But at this moment, he felt the sword energy of the man in white like a river rolling back from the sky, as if he saw snow falling into a deep ravine and the tide swallowing up an isolated island.

"This……"

The black-clothed man's pupils shrank slightly, and without hesitation, a rusty sword appeared above his head in the blink of an eye. It swept across, creating an arc of light and cutting through the surrounding clouds...

But he didn't come here to fight against the man in white.

The clouds dispersed, and the sword light supported his body and flew away.

"Not an opponent!"

"escape!"

The man in black was filled with regret, "If I had known that this young man's opportunity was so hard to come by, I shouldn't have come to Dayu!"

The surrounding clouds were like endless waves, and countless sword energies came one after another like chains.

Chen Shuijun stepped forward, following the sword light, chasing the person in black.

The people on the ground seemed to sense something and looked up, only to see an unimaginably mysterious sword light bringing strong winds, heavy rain and heavy snow, as if it had comprehended the changes of the four seasons and slashed towards the distant mountains.

The mountains roared.

Someone was riding a sword and rushing away, seemingly fleeing.

The clouds in the sky flickered and the cicadas chirped incessantly.

The strong wind, heavy rain and heavy snow stopped at that moment, and no one knew what happened.

Everyone looked at each other...

"Just now, someone drew a sword?"

Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows, then frowned: "Is someone spying on us?"

Bai Jian came over and shook his head, saying, "With my divine power, I couldn't even catch the slightest trace."

Bai Jian is a cultivator of Tianmen.

There are seven levels in Yuque realm: Tianguan, Tianmen, Xuanlou, Xuanque, Xuanfu, Tiangong, and Tianque!
Just as Shen Haohao once said to Chen Zhian.

There is a huge gap between each level of Yuque Realm. Although they all seem to belong to Yuque, in fact, there is no difference between the new realms.

Therefore, for the Yuque monks, there are nine realms in this world.

Under the Jade Palace, the seven levels of the Jade Palace, are the creation.

Yuque has reached the second level of Tianmen cultivation, and his primordial spirit resides in Tianmen. His divine aura is even more powerful than that of the Tianguan realm.

For some reason, Bai Jian's body seemed extremely weak, but his soul was much stronger than that of an ordinary Tianmen cultivator.

Therefore, all his supernatural powers are concentrated on those seven silver needles.

When I was fighting, I always stayed far away and never showed any trace.

With his soul, he was unable to detect any trace of the people in the sky, but he could already tell that it was them. How powerful they were.

"The two strong men seem to be chasing each other. We should not stay here. We have killed Chu Xiubai and saved Yu Like. We have already achieved our goal. We should return to Xuan Tianjing as soon as possible before this mysterious mist dissipates."

As Chen Zhian spoke, he looked at Yun Ting.

Yun Ting was just about to find a few long swords, and he pierced the four heads onto the swords, and stood among the many black-armored corpses.

Zheng Xuanze and Lu Zhujun are searching for the corpses of Yuque monks to loot their bodies of precious treasures.

Chen Zhian looked at those heads with an excited look in his eyes.

Yunchuan's long sword flew out and chopped a huge rock into pieces.

Thick clouds swept the huge rock down. Chen Zhian drew his knife and carved many words on the rock, nodding with satisfaction.

Everyone plundered the battlefield and then rode back to Xuantianjing.

Chen Zhian rode his Beiyin horse up the Qijing Mountain. On the way there, he looked at Chu Xiubai from the mountain.

Now when he looked back again, he could see Chu Xiubai's head on the knife in the clouds.

"He killed tens of thousands of people, yet died so easily."

Lu Zhujun snorted coldly: "If it were up to me, I would use the military rules to cut him into pieces and let him bleed to death."

Zheng Xuanze's eyes revealed excitement.

It turns out that it is so refreshing to open the eyes of the dead!

The depression on Yun Ting's face disappeared, and a bit of heroism appeared in his eyes again.

Yu Like suddenly turned his head and glanced at Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian shook his head: "This Dayu is already rotten, and the root of the problem is not just Chu Xiubai.

The Chu family of Nanhai can raise such a person who regards human life as worthless, which shows that they deserve to die. "

Bai Jian, Yun Ting and Zheng Xuanze suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Zhian.

Yu Like touched the tattoo on his face, and looked at Chen Zhian with more respect... and passion in his eyes.

"I originally thought that the evil of the noble families was limited to looking down on the world..."

Chen Zhian thought of his separated parents, and as his thoughts turned, he thought of the cannibalistic Lu Cikuan and Lu Haihui.

The evil done by the sons of the Chu family and the Wang family in Nanhai is no less than that of Lu Cikuan.

They cut off the heads and ears of tens of thousands of mountain people and used them as military merits...

But the people from aristocratic families have things that the generals in the imperial court do not have. Do they need these military merits?

Many innate cultivators are unwilling to become sixth-rank generals at the border, but are willing to go to the aristocratic families and become their retainers. This shows how powerful the aristocratic families are.

The noble family needed a general title that was of no help to them, so they went to kill those mountain people who no one cared about...

It's like... playing.

play?
Chen Zhian sneered.

He was not compassionate, but these evil people deserved to lose their heads so that they would know... human life is not to be played with.

"Let's go back." Chen Zhian stopped looking at the dead and looked towards Xuan Tianjing: "The real battlefield is still in that prosperous capital."

-

Qijingshan was not under the jurisdiction of Gyeonggi Prefecture, but was within the territory of Heshang Prefecture.

Someone from Huanglong Prefecture in Heshang Prefecture came to report that there was a violent tremor coming from the foot of Qijing Mountain, which might be caused by a monster.

So the prefect of Huanglong Prefecture sent a team of iron-clad soldiers to investigate.

The twelve riders in iron armor crossed the Huanglong River, climbed over several mountains, and finally arrived at the foot of Qijing Mountain.

They passed through a maze, and the leader in iron armor suddenly had his pupils shrink and his expression changed drastically!

The cavalry galloped down and saw many body parts scattered around and the corpses of many horses.

They continued to move forward, passing through another fog, and suddenly saw an astonishing scene.

The leader in iron armor even trembled all over as he stared at the scene before him.

——Four long swords pierced into the ground, each with a human head on it.

These heads alone would not be enough to scare these government officials.

The key lies in the stone placed horizontally next to the four human heads.

Someone carved many words on that stone.
The Iron-clad Leader took a deep breath and began to recite.

[God is unkind, allowing wolves to devour people; the thick earth is filled with anger, allowing eagles and dogs to bark at the sky! Today, there is a direct descendant of the Chu family in Nanhai, the son of Chu Dadu Yu and Chu Shou, who originally came from a family of bells and drums, and received great favors from the country, but did not think of repaying his service, and instead became a demon. With the power of the general's tiger talisman, he acted like a demon eating people; relying on the strength of nine hundred soldiers and armors, he killed the people like a demon. The blood-stained flags are not the necks of the enemy chiefs, and the corpses filling the ditches are all the bodies of the common people! ”

Now I declare to heaven and earth:
The blood and tears of the elders on the thirteen mountains at the border buried their bones; the cries of tens of thousands of wronged souls in the distant frontier were enough to destroy the mountains. Heaven hates evil and God forsakes rebellion!
Today, Chu Xiubai’s head is hanging on the handle of a knife, and there will be thunder and drums beating to redress the grievances of the people.

Those who cut off his head are the heroes of Taibai Mountain.

The one who left the message is the amazing general! 】

The man recited it once, and suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, which frightened him so much that he fell to the ground.

"Chu Xiubai, the son of Grand Commander Chu..."

"Killed?"

"Who are [Taibai Mountain] and [General Shocking the World]?"

ps: This chapter has 12,000 words. After finishing writing this paragraph, 4,000 words will be added for the monthly ticket, and 8,000 words will be combined into two chapters, which is the minimum for today. There will also be extra chapters for the monthly ticket today, but it will be early in the morning, so don't wait.

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