Fu Canglu

Chapter 683 Master Killing ([-])

Two figures were running on the snow field, one black and one white.The white coir boy didn't touch the ground, leaned forward, and the momentum of flying was getting faster and faster. No matter whether it was the head of the Liangjia city or the soldiers below the city, they all turned a blind eye to them with their halberds and shields.

Jiang Qingyi narrowed his eyes, and murmured with a smile: "Too illusory? The old guy has lived for so long, and he really hid it deep enough."

Yuan Tiangang was flying on the snowy ground, with his hands and sleeves fluttering behind him, he raised his head, and looked solemnly at the new vassal king of Xiguan who was slowly standing upright at the head of the city.

"We don't have much time." The white-haired boy slightly turned his head to look at the black-robed woman beside him, and said softly, "You make a move, and I will peel off the last half of the book. How long will it take?"

The woman calmly said: "Twenty breaths."

"Okay." The white coir rain boy squinted his eyes, clasped his hands together, and folded the big sleeves behind him in front of his chest suddenly. The aura of the nine-flow technique was no longer suppressed, and several thunder balls flowed on the undulating white coir raincoat. The gap surged violently at this moment.

One seal after another continued to swipe across Yuan Tiangang's fingertips, and the violent thunder was pressed tighter and tighter in the palm, and finally burst open.

At the head of Liangjia city, all the soldiers were at a loss.

They only saw their great feudal lord propping up the top of the city with both hands and turning over, carrying the momentum of Mount Tai, punching heavily into the void!
A circle of thunder light ripples around the head of Liangjia City——

The thunder law in the world is the most effective against ghosts and ghosts. The more noble a person is, the less afraid of thunder and punishment he is in the thunder pool.

There was a small wooden sword in Jiang Qingyi's waist, and he broke free from the red rope on his own, soaring against the wind in the thunder light, darting back and forth around the top of Jiang Qingyi's head, bathed in the thunder light, the sword energy was mighty.

The wooden sword was originally only three feet long, but it was made of unknown material, and it couldn't be broken by the lightning, but it became stronger and larger, and in the end, it was several feet in size.

Among the "too empty" that cannot be seen in the eyes of ordinary people——

Jiang Qingyi punched Yi Xiaoan on the shoulder, the woman's feet were sunken, and the heavy snow exploded inch by inch, and the two became entangled.

The white-robed vassal prince laughed long and loudly, and the laughter shocked Liangjia's strength for several miles.

The armored soldiers in the city have already begun to gather. The iron cavalry of the Sixteen-Character Battalion stood solemnly behind the city gate, led by Yuan Zhongcheng in heavy armor. Everyone looked solemn, staring at the snow-white vision ahead that was getting bigger and bigger as the city gate was hanged. .

Yi Xiaoan said seriously: "You are stronger than I imagined."

The woman didn't turn her head back, turned her back to Yuan Tiangang, and said faintly: "Ten more breaths are needed."

Jiang Qingyi laughed loudly, raised his white robe, and the heavy snow roiled. He clenched his fists again and smashed against Yi Xiaoan dozens of times in an instant. , the corners have been shattered into powder.

Jiang Qingyi took a deep breath, his left fist was trembling, and his tiger's mouth burst open. He tore off his big white robe, wrapped it between his palms and fingers, and walked with his fist again.

It was another punch, and the woman punched lightly, without any fancy at all. The melee fight between the two is the simplest and most direct physical confrontation.

Jiang Qingyi fell out without any accidents. He bent down and drew two long bloodstains on the snow with his hands. He finally stopped his retreat and raised his head. The increasingly huge wooden sword was still entrenched More than that, there was a roaring sound that shook the eardrums.

There is a rumble of thunder outside the sky.

Yuan Tiangang is still concentrating on contemplating the technique of stripping "Fu Cang Lu".

Jiang Qingyi raised his head and stared at the two people in Taixu, he stretched out a hand to touch the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Just to take that half of the book?"

Yi Xiaoan didn't care about procrastinating with the man in front of her, she still had a lot of time before the spell was completed.

Jiang Qingyi saw that woman's sleeves drooping, her expression was indifferent, under such a fierce confrontation, even the Senluo Daoist Yama, who had broken through several realms, suffered serious injuries, but she It's really not affected at all.

Overlord physique, the posture of heaven and man.

He took a deep breath, stood up slowly, looked at the woman in black robe who was slowly walking towards him, and said calmly, "Can you afford the consequences for doing this?"

Yi Xiao's arrangement was ignored.

Jiang Qingyi smiled and said: "Your brother knows, he will be very disappointed."

The advancing girl trembled and looked at Jiang Qingyi, her eyes were full of complicated emotions, a trace of pretended indifference, more pain and entanglement.

A black shadow flashed past in the heavy snow.

Yi Xiaoan got close to Jiang Qingyi in an instant, raised his fist high and smashed it down.

Jiang Qingyi didn't have time to react, he heard the sound of a strong wind blowing in his ears, he took a deep breath, and pressed his palms with both hands like a sword.

The wooden sword no longer hovered, and suddenly stopped with a "buzz", and under a powerful force, it turned the blade upside down, and the sky and the earth remained forever. Jiang Qingyi's head was three feet high, and the wooden sword was hanging upside down. The ethereal and thin swordsman in commoner clothes, with an indifferent and alienated expression, slowly folded his hands in front of his chest, showing the posture of holding a wooden sword upside down, suddenly picked up the hilt of the wooden sword, and then stomped down heavily on the snowy ground!

Stir up a thousand piles of snow.

Liangjia city suddenly opened.

The cavalry rushed towards the wilderness.

Under the impact of the sword energy of the wooden sword, Yuan Tiangang, who had formed a seal with peace of mind, suddenly shrank his pupils, and a snowflake actually rushed up his shoulder.

He raised his head, and was astonished to find that the thin wooden swordsman suspended in the mid-air slowly raised the wooden sword and pointed it at himself. Wash it clean.

Yuan Tiangang's complexion turned gloomy in an instant. For him, looting and killing alone was not difficult, but if exposed to iron cavalry, there was a risk of failure. It was melted away by the endless sword qi.

Feng Chu, surnamed Jiang, had this idea in mind from the very beginning.

The only way to break the situation is for Yi Xiaoan to completely disperse his vitality.

But after the city gate was opened, Jiang Qingyi did not continue to fight Yi Xiaoan to the death, but turned around and ran towards the west of Liangjia City.

Yi Xiaoan stood beside Yuan Tiangang, she didn't rush to chase, but looked at Yuan Tiangang.

The white minion boy took a deep breath and spit out two words from his mouth.

"You chase."

The seal he needs to form, the stripping is a small matter, killing Jiang Qingyi, or forcing Jiang Qingyi to throw out the half of the Fucanglu, is considered to have completed the stripping, but the two scriptures must be combined as soon as possible. I can't tolerate myself not making a seal first.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the figure that was plundering farther and farther away, without any mastery at all, and said seriously to Yi Xiaoan: "If he refuses to let go, then kill him directly. If he loses half of the scriptures to save his life .We still have important things to do, there is no need to compete with a useless person."

Yi Xiaoan nodded, exerted force on his toes, and rushed out in an instant.

Liangjia city iron cavalry charged into battle.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the rain of arrows shooting from the top of Liangjia city, put his hands together, and formed a Buddhist immovable seal. The seal was formed, towering like a mountain, within a radius of ten feet, the iron cavalry rushed to kill, holding the phoenix chick wooden sword. The skinny swordsman "Ren Pingsheng", followed by half of Fu Canglu's vitality, swung down with one sword after another, and took the lead in the charge. The cavalry spattered blood, but they still couldn't charge into his domain.

Yuan Zhongcheng's face was serious, he squinted his eyes, and thought of the person the prince had told him a few days ago.

As Qi Liang's national teacher, he seemed to have no power to restrain a chicken, relying only on his clever tricks, he first helped Xiao Wang take down the south of the Yangtze River, and then brought Qi Liang 16 years of good weather without fighting or fighting.

such a man.

If it is Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, the three teachings and methods, they are omniscient and proficient in everything.

In addition, the upper and lower Jiuliu, Batianxiang, Fucanglu, all of them were collected by him. How powerful should it be?
And what Yuan Zhongcheng couldn't understand the most was.

The man who was supposed to stand at the apex of the Central Plains and own everything, he risked everything to do so, and what did he get for this?
He once asked the prince.

Jiang Qingyi smiled, but did not answer.

He seems to be asking himself, and also seems to be asking the illusory side.

The last sentence, Yuan Zhongcheng firmly remembered.

"I've done so much, for what? To get the fate to start again."

His face was covered with blood, and he couldn't figure it out no matter what.

In the end, he stared at the young man sitting cross-legged in the snow, his body was as pure as glass, and seeing the latter's smiling face, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, cursed at him, and slashed at him with a cold knife.

On the snowy ground, two figures chased each other.

After crossing the Daji Mountains, Jiang Qingyi stretched out his hand and shattered the huge snow logs that blocked the way. The black-robed figure behind him chased closer and closer, but he didn't care and smashed through everything that blocked the way with his body.

The two figures were crushed.

A hurricane blew in Wuwu Town, Jiang Qingyi stood up first, gritted his teeth and punched back.

Yi Xiaoan's castration did not stop, and he once again resisted a fist with his shoulder, and the two fell on the snow. Wuwu Town, which was full of people in the past, is now empty, and the houses on both sides seem to have been lifted up from the ground .

The black-robed woman finally sat astride Jiang Qingyi's body. She raised her fist and did not drop it for a long time.

Jiang Qingyi panted heavily, and a hidden sword aura flew from his sleeve, flying around Yi Xiaoan's whole body, and finally hovered on his forehead.

Yi Xiaoan didn't care about the sword energy that hit his forehead.

The exhausted man suddenly smiled. He pressed a finger on his forehead, and he forced out the green light, and finally held it in his palm. The Sanskrit script in the scriptures flowed non-stop. He laughed hoarsely, "Don't hit me!" I surrender. This book, if you want it, I can give it to you."

Yi Xiaoan said indifferently: "You have gone all out to lure me here?"

Jiang Qingyi's chest rose and fell, and he smiled: "If you guys came later, if he came earlier... then why would this be the case now. I teamed up with the current Yi Xiao, and with you, we can directly fight in Liangjia The city killed Yuan Tiangang."

Yi Xiaoan raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Qingyi said in a weak voice: "The sword energy hanging on your forehead has already abandoned all soul detection. Therefore, no one knows what we are talking about now."

The man lying on the snow, with his hands down, said softly: "I have seen the ending of the future, the three of us, it is feasible to directly kill Yuan Tiangang in Liangjia City, but we missed the best opportunity."

Yi Xiaoan said dumbly, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Don't pretend to be you, I know it well." Jiang Qingyi grinned with difficulty, and said, "You want to kill him on your own? Don't be stupid, there is no chance. Li Changge is indeed better than me, but You two together have no chance of winning."

"He has been waiting until the city of Luoyang is destroyed. The next step is to gather all the gods and pull out Lu Chen."

Jiang Qingyi propped up his body with both hands, and said word by word: "By then, it will be too late, everything will be too late."

Jiang Qingyi stared into the eyes of the black-robed woman.

"Master killing, you have to do it early."

(End of this chapter)