Hong Kong Comprehensive Report: Dragon is in Hong Kong, he just wants to be a plutocrat

Chapter 230 The Sorrow of the Old Sword Immortal

The bewitching demon who got into the young man's purple mansion did not find the young man's soul immediately. Instead, he appeared on an infinitely wide sea of ​​​​light. There was a platform in the center of the sea of ​​​​light, and a five-story pyramid stood on top of it. This surprising scene The mind-browsing demon was so anxious that it didn't know whether to move forward or withdraw. Before it could make a decision, suddenly an attraction appeared out of thin air on the pyramid on the platform. The mind-browsing demon, who was on guard, was still unable to resist and was sucked into the tower. At this time, there was a crunching and grinding sound in the tower that had sucked the mind-bewitching demon into it. The mind-bewitching demon was actually "eaten" by the pyramid.

After doing this, a satisfied spiritual thought was passed to Jiang Tianen. Jiang Tianen, who received the divine thought, couldn't help but smile knowingly. This was the first time he saw such an anthropomorphic reaction from the system. It can be seen that this evil trait of the mind-browsing demon has a great impact on the system. It is said to be a nourishing food.

One night passed, and it would take three days to travel north from here to the capital outside Yongcheng. Although I was confident in my current strength, the enemy I had to face was a Shura-level demon whose level was still above the Evil Fall, so the tactics were also complicated. Paying great attention to the enemy, the couple silently made final preparations and hoped that everything would go well.

Just as the two were getting ready to hit the road, two fast horses were rushing along the road ahead. Jiang Tianen, who had farsightedness, first saw that the riders on the horses were the brothers Qingfeng Mingyue. The two people on the horses were ragged and looked haggard. Why were these two people in such a mess? They were wondering. In the meantime, the two people on the horse also spotted Jiang Tianen walking on the avenue.

The two men sped up their whips and arrived in front of Jiang Tianen in an instant. They stopped and reined in their horses. The horses suddenly stopped running. The horses, which had been running day and night, could no longer hold on. They both fell to the ground, vomiting blood at the mouth, convulsed and died suddenly.

The two people who were overtired were about to fall off their horses. Jiang Tianen had quick eyes and quick hands, and the magnetic field held the two people firmly. The two people looked at Jiang Tianen with grateful eyes, and then both knelt down, sobbing and pointing in the direction of the capital, crying. He said: "Dr. Zhao, the capital city has undergone tremendous changes! Demons have caused chaos in the world. When Master went to support the capital city, he specially ordered me and I to find Da Xia Lin. Those demons captured the disciples of the nine major sects and took them to the Lianmu Temple. I'm afraid it will be too late at night." After saying this, he trembled. Shakingly, he took out a topographic map of the capital city from his arms and handed it to Jiang Tianen. The location of the Immortal Lotus Mother Sect's main altar was clearly marked on the map. After reluctantly doing this, the brothers passed out from exhaustion.

Jiang Tianen's expression changed. It seemed that the destruction of the evil-eyed monster in Dingyuan City aroused the enemy's vigilance, and the enemy took action in advance!

Then Jiang Tianen said to Lu Qingzhou next to him: "These brothers and sisters must have been traveling day and night. They have collapsed from exhaustion before the water and rice are in. You take care of the two of them here. The enemy values ​​us and we must attack him and save him. I want to be alone." Go and rescue the members of each sect, and you will wait for me here."

Lu Qingzhou was about to open his mouth, but when he saw Jiang Tianen's eyes that refused to refuse, he knew that his will could not be shaken. The beautiful and short trip between the two of them was about to end for the time being. Thousands of words turned into one sentence: "I'm waiting for you! Right here. You’re not going anywhere.”

Jiang Tianen nodded moved and kissed Lu Qingzhou's smooth forehead. No longer caring about the shocking eyes around him, the immeasurable calamity power in his body increased the output of the magnetic field around him to repel the gravity of the earth and stars. He soared into the sky, regardless of the energy of the magnetic field. After the rapid consumption, he slightly corrected his position in mid-air and flew quickly in the low altitude.

When Lu Qingzhou saw all this, he knew that the boy actually had the ability to fly. He chose to ride at a relatively slow speed for himself along the way. The girl silently said in her heart: "I am lucky to know you. I must come back safely."

On the other side, at the main altar of the Buzhou Shanzheng Sect, an old swordsman with white robes and white beard and hair was sitting cross-legged on the sword peak. He said to the second-generation Zhengzi disciple who was standing in the door and stood bowed beside him: "The great calamity is over. Come on, Zhengyuan and Zhengming, you two should quickly take the remaining disciples of the sect through the secret path and retreat to the Snowy Mountains of West Kunlun to lie dormant. I, the Zhengyi sect, must leave a trace behind."

Zhengyuan, the leader of the Talisman lineage, stepped forward and said, "Why don't our ancestors lead us along?"

"Idiot, we sword cultivators live towards death. We would rather advance than retreat. This is the fate of all the people in the world and my fate. Sword cultivators can only accept the fate and not avoid it! Go ahead, go ahead." After saying that, the old Sword Immortal shook his robes, and the two disciples Zhengyuan and Zhengming were carried down the mountain by the strong energy. When they reached the foot of the mountain, Zhengyuan and Zhengming respectfully kowtowed three times and nine times to the sword peak, then turned and left with tears in their eyes.

The old swordsman Yang Qingfeng stroked the Qingluan Sword that had been with him all his life and said: "Old man, you haven't unsheathed it for a hundred years. Is the sword still sharp?" The old swordsman responded with bursts of sword sounds.

The old swordsman seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked north. The rolling netherworld swept in from the north. At this time, Zhao Yi, who should be called Shura, came. He had nothing to communicate with the devil.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan" shouted softly, and the thousand long swords inserted on the sword blades came out of the mountain under the guidance of the old swordsman's sword control skills, formed a sword formation and flew towards Shura Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi, who was still in the air, saw the dense flying swords coming towards him. Instead of panicking, he said contemptuously: "It's a small trick." The ghost opened its mouth and spat out a hundred feet of ghostly ghost fire and crashed into the sword formation. How could ordinary iron withstand the burning of the ghost fire? ! They turned into molten iron and fell down.

Seeing that the sword formation was easily broken, Zhao Yi laughed wildly and said: "The world's most famous swordsman is nothing more than this."

The old swordsman Yang Qingfeng did not bother to argue with this demon, and silently drew out the Qingluan Sword. As soon as the sword came out, the world became cold, and bursts of Qingluan's cry could be heard. "One sword" the old swordsman simply thrust forward, the sound of Qingluan sounded again, a Qingluan composed of sword energy flew around Zhao Yi in the air, each time the Qingluan bird flapped its wings, it moved a forest. Han Feng's green sword energy blew towards Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi snorted coldly and waved the Netherworld Ghost Fire with one hand and turned around, forming a ghost fire flame armor all over his body. When the rainy and mist-like Qingluan Sword Qi collided with the ghost fire flame Kai, it was like rain falling on a lake, and thunder crackling. There was a loud sound, and Yan Kai was doused by the sword energy, flickering in and out of light.

"Two Swords" The old sword fairy in the distance hooked his sword, and the flying Qingluan let out a sharp cry and grabbed Zhao Yi's back with his unparalleled sharp claws. Yan Kai, who was severely weakened, could not resist the claws at all, but he was gone. Yankai Zhao Yi also had magic armor scales, and the double claws composed of sword energy could easily break Gangpo Iron. Although the collision caused a large spark on the magic armor, it still failed to break the defense. Zhao Yi suddenly turned his head 360 degrees, and his forehead was evil. A dark underworld wave shot out from his eyes, and Qingluan had no time to dodge. When this underworld wave collided with Qingluan, a green flash flashed across the sky and the earth. With a cry, Qingluan composed of sword energy was scattered, and thousands of swords The energy swirled around in place until it was gone.

Qingluan Sword seemed to feel the pain and the sword body trembled. At this time, the old swordsman's beard was obviously aroused by the real fire.

"Three swords!" The innate vitality in the old sword immortal's body poured into the Qingluan sword like the Yangtze River flowing into the sea. The Qingluan sword curled and shrunk into a sword pill as pure as jade. The surface of the sword pill was covered with a dream-like layer. Suddenly, dozens of Qingluan swords composed of sword energy appeared around Jianwan, attacking Zhao Yi intensively.

Can't block hard! Before the Qingluan Sword reached its peak, the murderous aura acted on the soul through the magic armor, and a great fear surged into my heart. If I tried hard, I would definitely be chopped into pieces!

Zhao Yi turned around and ran away, but wherever Zhao Yi flew, the sword energy followed him. The magic eye kept shooting out the waves, but the sword energy easily split the waves, and the scattered waves hit the surrounding mountains, causing waves of violent force. explode.

"Old man!" Zhao Yi cursed secretly in his heart. The fingers on his shoulders that had always been in the shape of twisted fingers opened for the first time, and the power of the Nine Netherworlds spread out in circles from the center of his palm. When the extremely evil Nine Netherworld... When the power of You collided with Zhihan Zhifeng's sword energy, the surrounding space was distorted and fluctuated. This fluctuation easily shattered several surrounding mountains. Zhao Yi, who was standing nearby, had his magic armor lifted off piece by piece. Flying, black demon blood sprayed in the air, and the demon blood spontaneously ignited into black fire when it fell to the ground. Water could not extinguish it and the wind could not disperse it, until the attachments were burned into powder.

This was the first time he was injured since he became Shura. Although he healed instantly, it still made Zhao Yi furious. He was obviously half a level stronger than the old swordsman, but he was still suppressed and beaten by him. No wonder people say that Zhu Xiu kills Wei. First in swordsmanship.

One sword is more deadly than the other!

The old swordsman "Four Swords" didn't give Zhao Yi time to breathe. He put his hands together and dozens of Qingluan swords merged into one, forming a huge sword and stabbed Zhao Yi. Zhao Yi's pupils shrank sharply and his four arms merged. , the whole body curled up into a ball, and the ghostly ghost fire in the body swept out and enveloped the whole body. After doing this, Qingluan Sword rushed in front of him, and with a cry, the huge sword energy fell from top to bottom and hit Zhao Yi. The fire was extinguished and the armor collapsed. The huge kinetic energy brought Zhao Yi down from the sky. A demon and a sword hit the mountain below. An ugly fracture was made from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Thousands of tons of gravel rolled down. Suddenly the foot of the mountain was filled with thick dust. This sword was so powerful that he was worthy of being the number one swordsman in Dayong in the world!

On the Sword Peak, the old swordsman Yang Qingfeng was holding the fifth sword form of the Shocking Sword Technique and was about to deliver the final fatal blow. Suddenly, the innate vitality in his body began to collapse rapidly. The old swordsman's physical body was rapidly disintegrating. He had been in this world for two hundred years. Yang Qingfeng's lifespan had been exhausted a few years ago, and he had been relying on his innate vitality to maintain his form and spirit. This time Shura Zhao Yi attacked, and the old swordsman had used his vitality and could no longer maintain his form and spirit. Yang Qingfeng sighed in his heart, "It's a pity, it's a pity that this beast can be killed with only the last sword, fate is all fate!" The Qingluan sword beside him screamed like a psychic, Yang Qingfeng stroked the spine of the sword He poured his life-long sword cultivation experience and the most precious shocking sword art into the sword with his consciousness. After doing all this, he said: "Qingluan, go and find someone who is destined to pass on my inheritance!" Qingluan Sword is here! The sword immortal wandered around and reluctantly left. Yang Qingfeng blew out his last breath of innate vitality and wrapped it around the Qingluan sword, turning it into a blue rainbow and flying north. After doing all this, the old sword immortal sighed with regret, like a bubble. Disappear between heaven and earth!

It's a pity that this side of the world has insufficient vitality. Yang Qingfeng, who has reached the state of refining gods and returning to the void a hundred years ago, is so amazing and talented. The reason why he is unable to join the Tao is not because of insufficient state, but because this side of the world cannot support him. Unless he imitates Zhao Yi and plunders living beings to support himself. , People like Yang Qingfeng who were born to cultivate swords should not appear in this martial arts world. In any cultivation world with abundant energy, he would definitely be the one who can stand at the top. He, Yang Qingfeng, was not defeated by Zhao Yi. But he lost to his own life span!

The masters of Zhengming and Zhengyuan in the secret path seemed to feel something in their hearts, and a great feeling of sorrow came to their hearts. At this time, they knew in their hearts that the old patriarch had passed away. Many disciples who had fled behind them joined hands and bowed their heads to chant silently. Said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! Have a good journey, ancestor."

Besides, Zhao Yi, who was buried under thousands of tons of boulders, roared angrily and broke out from the pile of rocks covered in black flames. How could Zhao Yi still have the charm of Shura at this time! Everything from the waist down was chopped to pieces by the shocking fourth sword, and the magic armor all over his body collapsed. The unprecedented pain almost made him go crazy. The evil eye on his forehead glanced around with blood red eyes, and happened to see Yang Qingfeng and Zhao who had turned into foam. Yi Xin was still frightened but said forcefully: "Old man! The Four Swords are nothing more than that. They died before the battle with this king continued for 300 rounds. It's really an advantage for you!"

The Shura arm holding the bottle on his right shoulder pointed the mouth of the bottle at the lush woods below. The ominous darkness covered thousands of creatures below. These creatures aged rapidly and soon their vitality was robbed and turned into powder. , Hei Ming rolled back into the bottle and saw that Zhao Yi's severe injuries recovered in the blink of an eye!

Shura Zhao Yi seemed to be dissatisfied. He stretched out his arms and blasted hundreds or thousands of dark balls towards the main building complex below. These dark balls falling from the sky were extremely powerful. In an instant, the huge sect was bombed. The earth was turned upside down, walls collapsed, and buildings collapsed. The ghostly fire clung to the buildings and continued to corrode and burn. It would not rest until it was burned to ashes. What was even more exaggerated was that the power of the Nine Nethers pollution deeply destroyed Buzhou Mountain Zhong Lingjunxiu like a ghost. area! Even if there are remnants of the Zhengyi Sect, they can't even think of rebuilding here. After doing this, Zhao Yi snorted coldly, fluttered his cloak and left in the wind. It was time to return to the capital to train and eat those warriors!

As for Jiang Tianen, after correcting his position many times, he relied on the magnetic field to fly hundreds of kilometers to the outside of the capital in just two hours. The young man found a hidden foot of the mountain to land, and quickly carried the immeasurable calamity power with five hearts to the sky. Supplement the power of the magnetic field in the body.

The magical power system practiced by the young man is very different from this world. The warriors in this world are based on the vitality of heaven and earth, and pay attention to how to use and borrow the vitality of heaven and earth. However, the young man cultivates his own magnetic field to use himself as a small universe and does not rely on external objects. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, so I won’t go into details. However, the force of the magnetic field in the young man’s body is only 2 horses, which is equivalent to the power of the heaven and earth’s vitality that a strong person in the realm of refining gods and returning to the void can mobilize. In addition, relying on the self-circulation of the power in the body can actually There is no need to worry about being contaminated by Jiuyou, which is his biggest advantage in this world.

After Jiang Tianen had replenished the magnetic field energy and was about to get up and fly away, a cyan rainbow flashed across the southeast direction, aiming straight at Jiang Tianen.

"Eh!" Just as he was about to dodge, the system sent a message of calmness. This cyan rainbow light was the Qingluan Sword! Dayong's most powerful weapon in the world, the old swordsman Yang Qingfeng has a sword that he has cultivated for hundreds of years.

(End of this chapter)