I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 225: Sword Spirit! Sword Spirit! [Long Chapter]

Xiejiaxi Mountain Court is the most famous manor in Longxi Prefecture. Even in the surrounding four or five prefectures, there is hardly any place as luxurious as this.

The manor was built along the Longxing Stream. The nine-curve corridors are all fenced with Qingyu bamboo. The main hall [Xilong Hall] has no walls, only twelve leizha wood pillars with carvings on the pillars, piecing together a [traveling picture of mountains and rivers].

At this time, a distinguished guest was coming to the Xilong Hall of Xishanyuan.

Xie Maoxing, the head of the Xie family, sat at the table himself, pouring wine for the three people in front of him.

Not far away, Wang Du, the patriarch of the Wang family, also came in person, but did not sit together. Instead, he stood under a huabiao, looking at the [Heart Sutra Pavilion] not far from the main hall, wondering what he was thinking.

There were three people sitting opposite Xie Maoxing.

The leader is named Fang Hua, the chief alchemist of the Daqian Cangsheng Sect. He is also listed on the eighteenth row of the Riding Whale Monument. He is truly a well-known figure in the world.

She sat and drank tea, her skin was so white that it was almost bewitching, as if the glaze of moonlight was flowing on Leng Ci. There was a natural dark green scaly pattern at the corner of her right eye, which glowed with her breathing.

On her right sat a young woman.

If Chen Zhian were here, he would recognize that this woman is Meng Huali, the daughter of the leader of the Cangsheng Sect, and also the young figure on the Young Tiger Monument.

The last time Chen Zhian saw this woman was when he was extraditing Lin Ting in Fangsha Country, one of the twelve countries in the western border.

Unexpectedly, ten days later, Meng Huali actually came to Dayu Longxi Mansion with the Cangsheng Sect's Alchemy Master.

Xie Maoxing's breathing was still a little disordered.

Fang Hua naturally knew that this was because of the evil Chen Shuijun.

Many people in Daqian were injured and some even lost their souls.

Xie Maoxing looked at Fang Hua and said, "Now that the distinguished guest has arrived, Xie Minghe, who has received the distinguished guest's kindness, should have come to pour wine and tea in person. However, he has transformed into a dragon and is now lying in the clouds on the West Penglai Mountain. It is a critical moment, so he cannot come, which is impolite."

Fang Hua had a slim figure, and there was a faint light in her eyes. Deep in her pupils were thin golden circles, and when she stared, it seemed as if she was dragging people into the void.

She shook her head slowly: "The Xie family has already mastered the art of walking a dragon and transforming into a dragon. I am surprised that one of the younger generation can walk a dragon and Xie Minghe can transform into a dragon."

At this point, the light in her eyes became brighter: "However, the art of transforming a dragon into a dragon is not something that can be considered outstanding for our Cangsheng Sect.

The most extraordinary skill of our Cangsheng Sect is the [Transcendence Technique], which is the most powerful demonization technique. If the Xie family is interested, our Cangsheng Sect can naturally give this technique to the head of the family."

Wang Du, the head of the Wang family, was as tall and strong as a mountain. Upon hearing this, he turned around and looked at Xie Maoxing.

Xie Maoxing, however, drank a cup of tea by himself, his wide sleeves of his scholarly robe covering his wine glass and face.

After a glass of wine, Xie Maoxing slowly shook his head: "Everything has a price. The technique of transforming a dragon into a dragon has already made the Xie family go against some of their ancestral teachings. Even if the technique of transforming from a mortal to a calamity is mysterious and extraordinary, I'm afraid the Xie family can't afford the price."

Fang Hua smiled and said, "Why would it cost anything? I, the Great Qian Emperor, have the power to swallow the universe and the ambition to unify the world. The Longxi Xie family is the pillar of Dayu, but they don't have to work for the Dayu royal family. As long as the head of the Xie family..."

Xie Maoxing had some concerns in his eyes. He suddenly interrupted the master of alchemy and shook his head and said, "After all, Dayu was established by the six surnames of Dayu and the royal family. That is where my Longxi Xie family's Taoist temple is located.

If we betray Dayu, we will be attacked by those dragon veins."

Wang Du also turned around at this moment and asked, "Why didn't the Jietian Sect come with the Lord of Refining Punishment?"

Fang Hua saluted to Wang Du and said, "The Jietian Sect is currently refining a spear for Qian Yuanji, the first person on the Young Tiger Monument. All the talented people in the sect have gone out, so they have no time to come."

She pointed at the third person beside her and said, "This person is a recent Zhou Chu who joined Jie Tian Sect. He came here specially to bring back the spiritual treasure refined by the Wang family. When Jie Tian Sect has time to study it clearly, they will send someone to guide you."

Early Zhou?

Wang Du's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Is it Zhou Chu from the Numu Hall of the Great Zen Temple? The sixth person on the Tiger Cub Monument?" Xie Maoxing on the side became interested and asked.

Zhou Chu's left face was covered with intricate Sanskrit tattoos, and his right face wore a bronze Buddha mask.

There are one hundred and eight prayer beads wrapped around his neck, and each of them is imbued with sword energy.

When Zhou Chu heard what Xie Maoxing said, he put his palms together and chanted a Buddhist name, saying, "I am no longer a member of the Great Zen Temple. I am just an abandoned disciple.

Putting my name together with the Great Chan Temple is an insult to the Great Chan Temple."

Fang Hua showed a little smile and said to Xie Maoxing: "Master! Even if he is a disciple of the Great Zen Temple, he will come down the mountain for me, Daqian Daozhen. The Jietian Sect has refined a good sword for Zhou Chu, named [Zhanye], with eighteen layers of hell reliefs cast on the sword body, matched with Zhou Chu's "Avici Sword Classic", plus his talent, even among the many disciples of the world-famous Great Zen Temple, he is one of the best, and his understanding of the sword is extraordinary.

This is the trend of our Daqian, no one can reverse it... Why should the Patriarch insist?"

Fang Hua had never ascended to the heights of creation, but his aura was mysterious and ethereal, and he seemed not to be afraid of a figure like the Patriarch of the Xie family.

After all, Daqian is powerful, and the Cangsheng Sect is one of the five major sects in Daqian. It is ranked eleventh on the Xuanmen Monument and can be called a behemoth. There are also talented cultivators in the Cangsheng Sect, so they are naturally not afraid of the Xie family of Dayu Longxi.

While several people were talking.

Zhou Chu, who was sitting barefoot, suddenly frowned.

I saw the Sanskrit tattoo on his face shining brightly, and wisps of sword energy swirling around the tattoo.

A sword spirit flowed out from his body, which was extremely shocking.

The alchemist Fang Hua was a little surprised, and looked at Zhou Chu with the others.

Zhou Chu remained calm and stretched out his hand, revealing a bronze mirror.

The mirror surface was yellow, but ripples appeared on it.

Meng Huali, the daughter of the Cangsheng Sect Leader who came to Dayu to broaden her horizons, looked at the mirror with some envy.

"【Knowledge Sword Mirror】, one of the most precious treasures of Jietian Sect.

The Jietian Sect has invested a lot of money to keep the sixth person on the Tiger Cub Monument."

She thought so.

Immediately, he sensed the sword energy coming from the mirror.

The sword energy was like clouds, and after it completely dissipated, a scene was reflected on the bronze mirror.

Wang Du and Xie Maoxing remained calm.

Fang Hua looked at the mirror and exclaimed, "A sword spirit from a predecessor?"

Zhou Chu nodded, and although he remained silent, his eyes were fixed on the bronze mirror.

Because this sword spirit is not ordinary, it is probably even more mysterious than his [Buddha's Wrath] sword spirit!

His eyes roamed around.

Looking into the mirror with Fang Hua and Meng Huali, one can also see many figures in the mirror.

Fang Hua smiled even more and shook his head, saying, "It is only natural for the Xie family, the Wang family, and even other noble families to find new ways out.

Dayu is such a big country, but the young people in Xuan Tianjing are not outstanding. "

Meng Huali finally spoke, pointing at the two people on the cloud: "Ji Bai and Su Zhenxue are not from Dayu."

Fang Hua shook his head slightly, but his eyes finally fell on the Fourth Prince's Cheng Tian Zhang.

"This is the prince of Dayu, Cheng Tianzhang, who is ranked 21st on the Young Tiger Monument. He is the most outstanding figure among the younger generation of Dayu."

She paused for a few moments, then looked at the sword spirit again: "It's a pity for this sword spirit. It deserves a stronger master."

It is common knowledge that the younger generation of Dayu is becoming increasingly weak.

The names on the Young Tiger Monument and the Riding Whale Monument are evidence of this.

Fang Hua was feeling emotional, but he discovered that the two heads of the Xie and Wang families were not looking at the fourth prince Cheng Tianzhang, but at another young man in black clothes on the Zhijian mirror.

The young man stood upright on a mountain peak, staring at the sword spirit.

His aura was concealed by some mysterious method, and the sword mirror seemed unable to see through it.

"This young man...has an extraordinary bearing."

Fang Hua's eyes moved slightly.

Xie Maoxing on the side suddenly said, "He is the son of Chen Shuijun."

Chen Shuijun's son?
The expressions of several people changed a lot, but Meng Huali suddenly said: "He replaced Wang Long of the Wang family on the young tiger monument and is listed in the 57th row."

Fifty-seven lines?

Zhou Chu's expression did not change.

Fang Hua was a little surprised.

The gap between the fifty lines beyond the young tiger monument and the first ten is so huge that it is unimaginable.

Chen Shuijun was ranked first on the Riding Whale Monument, and he also understood the four seasons of cicadas and entered the realm of creation. His combat power was unimaginable.

And for this son of Chen Shuijun, there are only fifty-seven lines on the Tiger Cub Monument?

"This young man also wants the sword spirit?"

Fang Hua seemed to be thinking about something.

Xie Maoxing and Wang Du didn't know what they were thinking, their eyes were fixed on the mirror.

On the peaks of Xiuba Mountain, there was only the sound of whistling wind.

Ji Bai and Su Zhenxue on the clouds.

Not far away were the Fourth Prince Cheng Tianzhang and Princess Qixing.

Even Li Guiwan and Pei Nanshu just lowered their heads and stared at the phantom of the sword spirit.

Sensing the trajectory of the sword energy, hoping to comprehend the mystery, and then let the sword energy and spiritual essence fall into it, and completely understand this sword spirit.

For a moment, Xiuba Mountain became increasingly quiet.

No one wants to be the first to comprehend the sword spirit, because the sword spirit is mysterious. If anyone tries to comprehend it first, others will always be asked to find out the clues and understand the mystery.

With this secret, you will have a greater grasp of the sword spirit when you try to comprehend it.

More than ten breaths passed, and the sword energy and sword intent were lingering on everyone's bodies, but no one was willing to take the first step.

Zhou Chu's eyes flickered in front of the mirror, and he felt sorry for the sword spirit.

"This sword spirit shouldn't appear in Dayu, and no one dares to understand its mystery..."

Before he finished his thoughts, Xie Maoxing and Wang Du's expressions changed slightly.

The green scale mark on Fang Hua's eyebrows moved slightly.

It was because someone walked down the Xiuba Mountain and headed straight for the sword spirit!

"It's Chen Shuijun's son! What's his name?"

Meng Huali had seen the ranking on the Tiger Child monument, so he replied, "His name is Chen Zhian."

Chen Zhian?
……

Chen Zhian's eyes were determined, and thunder suddenly appeared under his feet, supporting his body.

With each step he took, he walked down from the void under the oppressive gazes of the crowd and came to the side of the sword spirit.

"To cultivate one's cultivation, one must be brave and diligent. Sometimes, if one has too many concerns, one will lose one's courage."

"Since none of you dare, then I'll do it!"

Chen Zhian ignored the surprised looks of Ji Bai, Su Zhenxue, and even the Fourth Prince Cheng Tianzhang.

He stretched out his right hand and drew his sword in the air.

The Yunchuan sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

His spiritual energy flowed, and a strange sword light suddenly appeared, along with the heavy spiritual energy, and fell into the brilliance of the sword spirit!

"Use the sword's will to ask for it! Chen Zhian is so confident."

There was a gleam in Su Zhenxue's eyes, and her spiritual energy was flowing as she stared at the sword spirit.

The same is true for other young geniuses.

In the sword spirit, rays of sword light were crisscrossing.

And in these sword lights, countless scenes seemed to be reflected.

The scene gave off a sword aura, mixed with various insights.

Chen Zhian's divine aura mixed with sharp sword energy fell into those scenes!

Several people changed color...

It was because they saw thousands of years of war in that sword spirit!
Saw countless cruel battlefields in ancient times!

Looking at the chaotic world, I wonder how many people are buried on the battlefield, and how many people want to bring peace to the world!
"Who is the owner of this sword spirit?"

Although the master of alchemy, Fang Hua, was very knowledgeable, he was still speechless because of the many scenes reflected in the sword spirit.

Another stream of light came from the top of the mountain.

Chi Xuanzi landed on a mountain peak and also looked down at Chen Zhian. Starlight flowed in his eyes, and he also saw the strange scene in the sword spirit.

However, Chen Zhian's spiritual energy had transformed into a person, walking among those scenes.

He saw countless people buried in the battlefield that had lasted for thousands of years.

He saw the vast world and countless people turned into bones and flesh.

As Chen Zhian moved forward, he felt countless sword energies rising from these scenes, and sensed the sword energy sweeping across, eliminating many injustices with shocking killing power!

"Can't be beaten?"

As Chen Zhian passed through these scenes, his eyes became clearer.

He looked up and vaguely saw billowing smoke rising into the sky.

Under a beacon tower, the sword energy was like thousands of soldiers, deployed in formations at will, as if to cut down everything.

"Sword Soul Beacon Tower!"

Chen Zhian's eyes were burning as he looked only at the beacon tower.

The scene around him changed in an instant, transforming into the scene of him and Chen Shuijun relying on each other in the pear blossom courtyard of Sunan Mansion.

It transformed into a scene at the entrance of the imperial city, where the Lin family father and daughter risked their lives to seek justice.

It turned into thirteen mountains and rivers, including the Black Stone Mountain, and turned into Linjia Pass.

Ji Bai and Su Zhenxue came from the South China Sea. What they saw and heard along the way through thirteen states emerged in his mind and eventually turned into many dry bones.

He stood among thousands of dry bones and looked up at the sky.

In the sky, Chen Shuijun and Li Yinxi waved goodbye to him, but they could never look back.

At this moment, the purple energy and the yellow hall in Chen Zhian's mind surged in like a tide.

Smoke and fire rose up from his body, and immeasurable murderous aura came from him and rushed straight into the universe.

Then Chen Zhian transformed his soul and walked towards the beacon tower in the distance.

The beacon fire on the beacon tower became brighter and brighter, and countless swords and weapons made way for him, as if welcoming his arrival.

"This……"

Su Zhenxue's pupils dilated as she watched Chen Zhian strolling leisurely in the garden and then walking towards the beacon tower.

"Is it so easy to comprehend this mysterious sword spirit?"

She thought about this and immediately shook her head.

There is no doubt that this mysterious sword spirit is extremely powerful. It is even sharper and more ferocious than any sword spirit Su Zhenxue has ever seen.

And it was just like the many swords and weapons in the beacon tower illusion!

This sword spirit is the sword spirit of the commander, the sword spirit of the general.

If I could raise a sword army in the future!
Chen Zhian is in charge of the formation, with the Beacon Tower Sword Spirit as the center of the formation. The combat power that this group of sword soldiers can exert is bound to be amazing!
"This Chen Zhian is truly a genius.

Now, he only needs to walk to the beacon tower to realize the sword spirit... Can he realize the sword spirit at the innate level?"

Even though Ji Bai was born noble, was naturally arrogant, and had a famous teacher, he had to admit at this moment that the person not far away who wrote about the rolling Yangtze River flowing eastward and the fairy palace under the Tao was so amazing and impressive!

Cheng Tianzhang frowned.

Chen Zhian was the first one to go and comprehend the sword spirit, and now the sword spirit is in his pocket?
Before they could even make a move, they were already defeated by Chen Zhian, which made them lose all their chances.

Li Guiwan and Pei Nanshu looked at each other, each with a different expression.

Pei Nanshu was better.

Li Guiwan's face showed an awkward smile.

I still remember that she had met with Chen Zhian not long ago, wanting Chen Zhian to join her team and assist her.

But looking back now...the gap between me and Chen Zhian is really too big.

Chi Xuanzi's soul also saw what Chen Zhian experienced when his soul fell into the sword soul illusion.

The images of the tens of thousands of dried bones and the countless refugees flashed through his mind, making him feel a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"This sword spirit is a killing sword spirit... It is filled with murderous intent, yet it also seems to be full of righteousness, wanting to restore order to the world... How could such a person kill Senior Brother Zhong Yu and Senior Sister Gu Mei for no reason?

And is his sword intent like this sword spirit beacon tower? Killing and killing are shocking, but it only implies the righteous path?"

He stroked the faded rosary bead in his hand, with a bit of struggle in his eyes.

But at this moment, he suddenly sensed something, his expression changed slightly, and he looked up into the void!
But I only saw He Guan on the Kurong Peak in the distance, with no signs, his divine aura moved slightly!

In an instant!
A big net suddenly appeared, covering all the peaks!
Someone stepped forward in the shadows, with a faint breath, passing through the clouds and mist, and landed directly on the mountain peak.

He Guan smiled lightly and looked at Chen Zhian from afar.

"The Inspectorate is here, who dares to act presumptuously?"

Commander Lu Dingshan also instantly sensed the figure in the shadow.

He took a step forward, and a mountain image suddenly appeared behind him!
Several bullfighters behind him also displayed their divine appearances, and suddenly several mysterious magical powers bloomed in the void!
"He Shaoqing! Is this person in the void your guest?"

Lu Dingshan was like a huge mountain, pressing down upon us in the blink of an eye.

The blood and energy are flowing wildly, and the spirit is as strong as a mountain.

"Master Lu, you are joking. I don't know who this person is."

He Guan smiled casually.

The black-clothed figure with a blurred face in the void slammed down one hand, golden light emanated from his palm, and scriptures of the Great Compassion Mantra seeped out from between his fingers, as if he wanted to save Chen Zhian who was closing his eyes to meditate.

【Great Compassion Buddha’s Hand】!
When this magical power was used, the mountains seemed to return to normal.

Behind the black-clothed figure, a sky tower could be vaguely seen, with countless true essences flowing from the sky tower and into the hands of the Great Compassion Buddha.

“Tianque attacked Xiantian! He even used a treasure to hide his body! You really put in a lot of effort!”

There was a hint of murderous intent on Lu Dingshan's square and dark face.

He stepped forward, clenching one hand into a fist.

The fist spirit suddenly came and merged with the mountain god behind him, and blasted straight towards the mysterious man in black.

"With our Inspectorate here, no one within a hundred miles of Xuan Tianjing can kill Chen Zhian!"

Lu Dingshan is so majestic and powerful, just like a mountain!
The mountains and rivers undulate, and wherever the fist goes, bursts of air explosions can be heard in the air, just like the collapse of mountains and rivers!
The surface of many mountains was completely torn apart at this moment.

Lu Dingshan's fist met the black-clothed figure's hand of the Great Compassion Buddha! It was like the huge bell on the Xuanzhong Temple in Daqian being struck!
A terrifying roar rang out from heaven and earth, layer upon layer, causing a violent air wave.

The man in black retreated violently and was actually knocked back by a single punch from Lu Dingshan!

This number one scholar in the early years of the Dazhi period was so powerful in both blood and energy.

And in the void, two bullfighting masters and more than ten Xiezhi masters also took action.

Because under the strange net, many magical powers came quietly and attacked Chen Zhian.

In an instant, the Xiuba Mountain was in chaos, and countless people tried to kill Chen Zhian!

Many magical powers are hanging in the air, filled with cold murderous intent!
At this time, Chen Zhian did not move, still comprehending the sword spirit.

"The competition has been going on for too long, and the people from the aristocratic families are too arrogant... This is Xuan Tianjing, and it's not just the people from the aristocratic families who are here!"

Suddenly there was a sound of thunder.

At the foot of Xiuba Mountain, the fog dissipated, revealing a manor.

In that manor, many Confucian scholars looked up and gazed towards Xiuba Mountain.

Two more Grand Secretaries of the Four Pole Pavilion took action instantly!

A picture scroll is unfolding in the sky, and there are towering celestial palaces and celestial palaces.

There was a shadow of a paper and a pen on the scroll, writing the earth-shattering word "Kill"!

A single word became a sword, with amazing sharpness, slashing towards the many magical powers to protect Chen Zhian.

It seems to be just a fight for the sword spirit.

There is a shocking murderous intention hidden in it.

Prime Minister Song obviously anticipated all these murderous intentions.

If the man of destiny doesn't show up, the Grand Secretary of the Four Extremes Pavilion will take action personally!
Cheng Tianzhang, Princess Qixing, Ji Bai, Su Zhenxue and others who were originally on the Luomu Sword Soul were even a little dazed.

"Under the net, there are so many powerful people waiting for an opportunity to kill Chen Zhian!"

Ji Bai muttered to himself: "What did Chen Zhian do? How come he has so many enemies?"

Princess Qixing, who was not far away, heard his voice, lowered her eyelids slightly, and said: “He took a famous sword, swallowed a mysterious elixir, and killed more than 20 Tianque along the way.

Not all of these people in the Heaven Palace are from aristocratic families, there are quite a few direct descendants of aristocratic families."

Ji Bai and Su Zhenxue secretly clicked their tongues.

Chi Xuanzi was not far away from Chen Zhian.

Just as he was hesitating whether to take action, a voice suddenly came to Chi Xuanzi's ears.

"Master, if you don't take action now, when will you take action?"

That was Guan Yangzi's voice, cold and murderous.

Chi Xuanzi's mind was still filled with the many scenes reflected when Chen Zhian stepped into the sword spirit just now.

He always felt that a young man like Chen Zhian should not die so easily.

Even though he had a deep hatred with Daoxuan Sect.

He couldn't help but think of the child who was born with a demon bone but was only a toddler.

The rosary in his hand was clenched tighter and tighter.

The starlight in his eyes became dimmer.

Hanging in the sky, Jingdong City.

In the courtyard of Prime Minister Song, Guan Yangzi was sitting at the table and suddenly he let out a long sigh.

Song Xiang was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, and he didn't even pour tea for Guan Yangzi, he just shook his head...

“I have already said that Daoxuan Sect has gone astray because of the dreams that the Sect Master had… Now that he is seriously injured, it is time to set things right.

Guan Yangzi, Daoxuan Sect actually still has a chance."

Guan Yangzi thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

"Chi Xuanzi is the hope of Daoxuan Sect. He cannot be influenced by Chen Zhian. Chen Zhian is the son of Chen Shuijun. If he becomes powerful in the future, it will definitely affect Daoxuan Sect's world plan!"

Song Xiqu frowned slightly but remained silent.

Guan Yangzi's soul leaped out, and a divine aura suddenly appeared.

"My life is coming to an end. If I take action today, even if the Great Yu court is furious, in exchange for a young man who holds the Daoxuan Sect's inheritance, it can be considered a worthy death!"

Guan Yangzi spoke at this point.

And the divine energy instantly came to Lin Xiuba Mountain and landed beside Chen Zhian.

The divine energy trembled, and under the mountain, a few drops of Guan Yangzi's blood actually broke out from the ground!

"This Daoxuan Sect's Guanyangzi has already buried his blood and essence under the sword spirit!"

He Guan, Lu Dingshan, and several black-clad figures who came to assassinate Chen Zhian, all felt at the same time that the power contained in this essence and blood seemed to have surpassed the Heavenly Palace and reached the Tianque realm.

He Guan was surprised, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Lu Dingshan frowned suddenly!
He never thought that a powerful person with great fortune would come with blood and want to kill Chen Zhian!

Those few drops of blood had already fallen on the mountain peak and turned into a human shape.

The heavy divine aura fell into the human form.

In a moment, a powerful wave of true energy erupted.

A huge spirit poured out, and the surrounding ground cracked into gullies, and huge rocks rolled down from higher places.

Before the sword mirror.

The two from the Six Surnames Family, the Cangsheng Sect's Alchemist Master, and the Great Zen Temple's abandoned disciple Zhou Chu were also watching this scene.

A hint of pity flashed across Fang Hua's eyes.

"Let's not talk about the cultivation talent of Chen Shuijun's son. His talent in swordsmanship alone is amazing... However, he has no one to protect him at the moment. If he is approached by the essence and blood of a powerful person, I'm afraid he will die."

Xie Maoxing and Wang Du's expressions changed slightly.

Fang Hua is not the only one who thinks so.

On Xiuba Mountain, Lu Dingshan’s face became even darker, and there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

When Chi Xuanzi saw the incarnation of essence and blood, the starlight in his eyes became even dimmer.

The others had different thoughts.

Chen Zhian is about to die.

The game between Prime Minister Song and the aristocratic families within certain rules seems to be coming to an end.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
Almost everyone thought that Chen Zhian was doomed to die!

With the incarnation of fortune with Tianque's fighting power approaching, even if Chen Zhian still has a few pills from when he delivered the item, it should be of no use.

The momentum of Guan Yangzi's incarnation of creation has reached its peak, and the smoke and dust in the sky is like billowing wolf smoke.

He looked at Chen Zhian through the eyes of his incarnation, and then gently waved his wide sleeves!
"If the world wants peace, someone has to die."

Guan Yangzi's eyes flickered.

Guangxiu was like the sky, and a big fire ignited again, trying to refine Chen Zhian.

then……

Guan Yangzi suddenly noticed that there was a bit more disdain in Chen Zhian's eyes!
Boom!

The earth suddenly cracked and the ravines became deeper.

In that deep ravine, another figure obscured by clouds and mist rose into the sky!

There was only a faint fluctuation of true energy on that figure, and the rest was just blood energy as deep as the sea.

The blood is pitch black, and like a sea of clouds, it carries a hidden aura.

When looking at the ear of Guan Yangzi's incarnation, Chen Zhian also felt a sudden awakening of spirit.

"Old Taoist priest, do you want to kill me?"

Guan Yangzi's divine aura flashed, and he saw Chen Zhian had already walked into the beacon tower. When his divine aura returned, the sword energy on his body was like a beacon, burning towards the sky!

"You secretly buried your blood here, thinking you could kill me?"

Chen Zhian's expression was filled with disdain.

And the dark figure in the clouds suddenly stretched one foot out of the void.

It's like crushing this mountain!

Rumble!
Dark red blood rolled out from the dark figure, and there was an unimaginable blood-red murderous aura emitting oppression.

This foot was like a gift from heaven, fiercely suppressing the incarnation of Guan Yangzi.

A raging wave suddenly rose up within a radius of several miles!
The blood and evil spirit on that foot seemed to have condensed into a vortex of calamity clouds, and it collapsed heavily with a force that was almost murderous.

Chen Zhian planned it unintentionally. The blood and evil spirit that was originally wrapped in the cocoon of heaven and earth on the body of the demonic puppet had now completely erupted.

When Guan Yangzi's incarnation was caught off guard, he fell heavily on those drops of essence and blood.

boom!
It seemed as if the blood of the gods in heaven was falling from the sky.

Countless sounds exploded almost into one, from top to bottom, turning into unimaginable power.

"Is there another strong person around Chen Zhian?"

He Guan's face froze.

He didn't have time to react.

That terrifying kick has completely landed.

The earth shook suddenly, and waves of blood and energy spread out like waves on the sea, shattering the rocks within a radius of hundreds of feet.

Smoke and dust were everywhere.

Guan Yangzi's incarnation suddenly dissipated, leaving only a few drops of blood still shining.

Chen Zhian's spiritual energy moved slightly, and the [Demon Seed Scripture] was activated. The spiritual energy that fell into the magic puppet immediately urged the magic puppet to drop its big hand, grab those drops of essence and blood, and disappeared.

And that ray of Guan Yangzi's spiritual energy was still hovering in the void and was about to recede.

Chen Zhian turned around.

Behind him, the light of the sword spirit completely disappeared.

The flames and smoke on his body were like a tornado.

At this moment, Chen Zhian's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he gently threw up the Yunchuan long sword in his hand.

[Sword Soul Beacon Tower]!
Yunchuan's long sword was like fire, and starlight fell down, turning into heavy sword energy.

The sword shines.

The Big Dipper's Flowing Fire magical power bloomed and went straight towards the fourth sword light [Tianquan]!
Ji Bai and Su Zhenxue, who were taught by Yang Heyin, looked drastically changed.

Just because after that day, another ray of starlight fell!
The fifth sword light [Tianji] of Beidou Liuhuo magical power burst into dazzling brilliance and merged into the Yunchuan sword.

The sword energy from the sword is like a beacon fire, reaching straight to heaven and earth!

The flowing light was like fire, stirring up a storm of sword energy all over the sky.

"Today I will cut off one of your divine essences!"

Chen Zhian is full of vigor and courage.

In front of the sword mirror, Fang Hua was greatly surprised.

At this moment, Chen Zhian's true energy was revealed, and his cultivation was fully displayed.

"This Chen Zhian, who is at the sixth level of innateness, wants to kill the divine essence of creation?"

“Even though this divine essence was swept away by the blood of the mysterious man with a deep breath, and is no longer as good as before, the innate realm is still…”

Fang Hua thought to himself.

The other people on Xiuba Mountain also had the same thought.

But Chen Zhian's sword energy was still mixed with surging flames, and he kept moving forward!

"kill!"

Chi!
The sword light is brighter!

The war rages on!

The Yunchuan sword flew only a few miles away, carrying with it five rays of Big Dipper starlight, and landed on Guanyangzi's spiritual energy.

next moment……

Under the astonished gaze of many people.

Guan Yangzi's spiritual energy was cut off by Chen Zhian's sword!

I wonder how many people’s scalps are tingling!

"Is this the power of this mysterious sword spirit [Beacon Tower]?"