Fu Canglu

Chapter 541 Execution of the Demon
The monster is planted on the young phoenix.

Isn't it a Gu from the Western Demon?
Who played the Gu?
Jiang Qingyi's complexion was pale, thinking that the ancient sword named "Fengchu" was given from Luoyang and flowed out from Fengxian Palace. It was the name specially given to him by that empress.

All this became absurd.

Ridiculous, yet reasonable.

Jiang Qingyi heard from countless people that Luoyang is a thousand-year-old capital, majestic and majestic, but hides too much disgusting filth.

The closer to the center of power, the dirtier it is.

And the supreme being who sits in the seat of power is dirt itself.

Beside the purple-robed Great Master, there was a tense sound of clicking.

It's like something is tense to the extreme.

A longbow with ox horns that was pulled away like a full moon was easily stretched by Yan Xiaoqi's face, and the bowstring made the sound of trembling back and forth overwhelmed.

She squinted one eye and aimed the other.

The longbow is not a cluster of arrows.

Instead, he held a long sword.

This ancient sword, like the phoenix chick, was originally presented in the sword niche in Fengxian Palace, where it lived quietly and bathed in aloes.

In the sword niche of Fengxian Palace, there are dozens of ancient swords left by the most outstanding swordsmiths in Luoyang, and even the entire Northern Wei Dynasty.

Fengchu is one.

This "Fengxian" is also one.

They all start with the word phoenix.

This ancient sword named Fengxian, the whole body is like exquisite and fragile jade, it looks crystal clear, revealing extremely red purple, but its texture is tough, it is definitely a famous sword in the world.

The ancient sword named after the owner of Fengxian Palace, Li Yu, is naturally not a vulgar thing.

Such an ancient sword is like a plaything in the hand, and it is difficult to use it in actual combat.

At this moment, it is on the strings that people suddenly realize.

This is a great weapon used with bows and crossbows.

Yan Xiaoqi kept her bowstring fully rounded, her black hair was windless, her black robe fluttered, and her feet were like ripples.

Amazing physical strength.

Even if she closes her eyes, relying on the sense of blood in her body, she can sense where the target she wants to aim at next is.

This sword.

this arrow.

It will run through ten miles and shoot through the Daji Mountains.

Just shoot the guy dead.

To be precise, that uncontrolled figure will forever die under this arrow for the sake of the stability of the imperial power.

Luoyang considered for a long time and finally made this decision.

Yan Xiaoqi has no feelings.

She just felt a little pity.

This is already a very powerful figure.

It will be stronger in the future.

Just say kill and kill.

In her opened eye, the light flickered slightly, and she saw the unquestionable gaze in the purple robe.

Xuan Shangyu said calmly: "Shoot."

Yan Xiaoqi didn't hesitate at all.

loose crossbow.

With a sneer.

She watched the horned longbow return to silence in an instant, and the bowstring trembled wildly.

The "Fengxian" on the bowstring has been shot.

The world was very quiet, and the wind suddenly rose.

Xi Yao tilted her head slightly.

The sound of wind and wind lingering in the sky suddenly sounded, and an arrow shot back and forth.

Then a blood flower exploded.

The shadow of the arrow brushed past his ear, and Xi Yao was a little surprised that this ancient purple sword, after penetrating such a long distance, could still have such terrifying power.

It's just that the purple sword, which was shot like an arrow, never revealed its murderous intent towards him from the beginning to the end.

Its target is Jiang Qingyi.

Xi Yao lowered her eyebrows and chuckled, feeling that many things in this world are absurd, such as killing donkeys, cooking rabbits to death, and the Xiguan scholar who laughed at her betrayal before, and now her fate is no better than herself.

If he was shot by the ancient sword that was used as a cluster of arrows, even his own body would be pierced and shattered.

Not to mention the inevitable Jiang Qingyi.

There was a sound of an ancient sword piercing flesh and piercing bone.

She didn't look at what Jiang Qingyi was doing, but pushed her palm slightly, and suddenly pushed the man whose physique had begun to crack, and then fell backwards into the Daji Mountains in an instant.

More than a dozen black robes shuttled through the Daji Mountains like flowing water.

The black robes on their right arms were pulled up high, and they were tied to the crook of their arms with black ropes. The portable heavy crossbows with talismans twisted around them were tied to their bare forearms. Keep spinning.

Kill demons.

Thirteen pinnacle ninth ranks were dispatched from the hall.

Duan Wuyin silently pointed the demon-killing crossbow at the fiery red figure rushing towards him in the distance.

Thirteen crossbow arrows, the firing pins were fired with a bang, and a series of clanging blazing flames were fired, turning the night of the Daji Mountains into a day of fire.

Fighting head-on, if these thirteen rank-[-] were approached by Xi Yao, the winner would be determined in an instant.

Naturally, Xi Yao wins.

These thirteen black robes concealed the aura very well, and in the gust of wind, the thirteen ninth-rank masters slid back and forth in the Euphorbia mountain range like duckweed.

They knew that after the order of the purple-robed demon-slaying was issued, there would be a vacant time when the mad woman Shan Hai Jing couldn't activate it. All they had to do was to shoot out all the arrows in the demon-slaying crossbow.

Xuan Shangyu's request is to shoot.

You just need to shoot it, aim at the woman, you don't need to get close to make sure the arrow hits.

The thirteen crossbow arrows that started a prairie fire in the dark night, with the arrow cluster itself as the center of the circle, violently rubbed against the air, and quickly ignited the arrow columns with a diameter of several feet during the running process, and the fire burst out behind the arrow cluster.

The world is blazing.

Xi Yao seductively stopped.

As if she had never moved forward, she stopped abruptly, without the slightest tendency to move forward, while the long hair behind her still couldn't stop and rushed forward.

With a sudden force on her toes, she stepped on the ground into a huge gully. She twisted her waist and stepped in an instant, holding her left hand empty, as if she was grabbing a spear.

And in the void, Suzaku's flames burned inch by inch, and really gathered into a [-]-foot-long flaming spear in her palm.

gun out.

crossbow off.

Thirteen clusters of Firebolt arrows, the huge fire dragon that finally gathered together, didn't even have a chance to show its teeth and claws, so it was directly pierced by the long spear through the forehead, and under the burst of Qi that Xi Yao slightly twisted his palm, it turned into a slash. Cracked fly ash.

Liang Liang looked normal and continued to move forward.

With one step, she disappeared from the spot. A series of sound of footsteps resounded like thunder in the Daji Mountain Range. There was no one there, and a series of pits exploded on the ground.

Mars is drifting, but has not yet landed.

The man in the hall was dressed in a black robe, his eyes were horrified, and he saw a flaming red spear, which touched his forehead before he raised the demon-slaying crossbow.

Xi Yao let go of the spear, let it go out in inertia, pierced through the head of the black-robed master with ease after letting go, nailed his forehead, and smashed it on the ground with his limbs. During this process, Suzaku emptied The flames had already spread, and when it finally hit the ground, the person and the black robe exploded with a bang, splashing countless fly ash.

She kept running.

Stopping again, one hand rested lightly on the chest of the black robe, exerting a slight force.

There was a stabbing sound of flesh and blood.

The second man in a black robe lowered his head in bewilderment. He saw a snow-white jade hand pulled out from his chest, with a beating heart, and the monster force spread vertically and horizontally. After keeping his heart out of his chest, it was still beating in the palm of his hand.

That snow-white palm was not stained with blood, and human blood flowed through the gap between her fingers, making it even more crystal clear and flawless.

He thought of His Majesty.

The demon-cultivating woman gently pushed the palm on his chest, gently separating his body from the heart.

Then grab the beating heart.

The whole process is no more than half a breath.

The moment Xi Yao completely crushed that heart, she had already arrived in front of the third black robe.

Wearing a black robe for the third time, staring blankly at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, he lifted the palm holding the scarlet thing to his eyes.

Then crumble.

The bloody water exploded with a bang.

It exploded together with his head.

Where it was, the headless corpse fell down in great pain.

Xi Yao disappeared in place again.

This time she came in front of Duan Wuyin.

The young master in black robe didn't dare to breathe.

He stared closely at the woman who was only three feet away from him.

His black robe was already wet with sweat, but his mind was extremely clear.

In just a short breath, three Ninth-Rank peak masters have died in Sen Luodao's hall.

He knows better than anyone here how those three people died at the hands of this woman.

Whether it is the means of killing or the ability to kill, Xi Yao is much stronger than Yan Xiaoqi.

Duan Wuyin knew exactly what kind of person Yan Xiaoqi was.

A person who is arrogant to the extreme and doesn't care about his life at the same time.

And Xi Yao, compared to Yan Xiaoqi, should be a more extreme character in these aspects.

She broke into the Daji Mountains alone.

One person killed the Sixteen Character Battalion.

One person killed here.

He never avoided the first rain of arrows from the Liangjia City Arrow and Crossbow Battalion, nor did he avoid the demon-killing crossbow specially prepared by the Senluo Dao Temple.

She was more conceited than she thought.

So even though she knew about the purple-robed master, she had already made this demon-killing plan for her arrogance.

She will still come, and with great fanfare, she will not hide.

This is self-confidence, conceit, and arrogance.

She killed Duan Wuyin in front of her.

Only three feet away.

After the distance of three feet was settled, Duan Wuyin waited for ten breaths.

During the ten breaths of waiting, Xi Yao stood in place, the blood after crushing his heart in his palm flowed along his fingertips, dripping on the ground, and gathered at his feet to form a small pool of red.

There is no ascension, no evaporation.

She frowned.

The evil spirit in his body was stripped away one by one, and the flames flowing back and forth on his body seemed to be mixed with some strange things.

No more scalding, no more scorching heat.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Duan Wuyin.

This devouring human practitioner.

In these ten breaths, she had hundreds of thoughts of killing people, but her fingertips couldn't gather even a little bit of evil spirit. After resisting two waves of arrow rain, her blood was mixed with melted blood. Monster-like things.

Now, she can't use her evil energy?

(End of this chapter)