Fu Canglu

Chapter 96 Watching a Firework

The sword mound space began to collapse.

The will of the sword master dominates the space of the sword mound, and at this moment the soul of the sword master begins to dissipate.

As one of the three holy places, the sword mound itself contains great luck, perhaps because of the will left by the sword master during his lifetime, the space of the sword mound began to collapse at this moment.

Countless fortunes returned to the human world from this space.

After the space collapses, what is left?
Yi Xiao stood silently at the gate of hell.

The ground beneath his feet began to tremble.

Piece after piece of land cracked and disintegrated, and the soil trembled.

He raised his head.

The young man's face was actually so calm.

As cold as majestic snow.

This kind of look should never be what a teenager should have.

This is the look you get when you are used to watching life and death.

The black clothes were tightly attached to the body, and the sleeves of the clothes were flying wildly.

Yi Xiao watched the ground crumble piece by piece.

After the space collapses, what is left?
The Yuan Power fluctuations of the old master of the chess palace, which can be called good luck, descended and enveloped every living being.

Every inch of space.

Even though the old man was buried in the ghost gate, the vitality left behind was still as vast as the sea.

To send a city out of the sword mound and return it to the world.

But the fluctuation of Yuanli did not envelop Yi Xiao.

Yi Xiao did not follow the people from Fengting City into the Sword Tomb, and was not induced by Yuanli, the old master of the Qi Palace.

So Yi Xiao witnessed the scene after the collapse of the space with his own eyes.

The vast sea of ​​Yuanli removed almost all the living beings in the space of Jianzhong!

In an instant, the field of vision became extremely wide.

The dense fog inside the Sword Tomb was instantly cleared.

Countless pieces of land floated in front of Yi Xiao.

Ups and downs, like a small island, is now constantly trembling with the space.

There were two cold lights above the highest point, which hurt Yi Xiao's eyes.

On that small island, there are two white clothes.

Jian Zongming and Ye Xiaolou.

The two domains were stretched apart, forcibly isolating the fluctuations in the Yuan power of the old master of the chess palace.

refused to leave.

A blue robe suddenly fell beside Yi Xiao.

The Great God of Qiliang will hold his hands behind his back, stretching his domain intentions, blocking the transmission of Yuanli from the old palace master of the chess palace.

On his back was a three-foot sword with ancient breath, and the evil spirit in the scabbard rolled like a dragon.

Yi Xiao's pupils narrowed slightly, and he recognized that this sword was Liutao, the military sword left by Lu Sheng back then.

Yi Shaoran said lightly: "You still not leaving? Do you want to stay and watch this decisive battle?"

Yi Xiao didn't answer.

He smiled.

The brows of the Tsing Yi in front of him raised unnaturally.

Yi Xiao's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled at Yi Shaoran and asked, "Where can I go?"

"Going is of course impossible. You have to run away. Use the fastest speed to escape." Yi Shaoran smiled and said: "Tian Que has prepared a very fast carriage for you, and fled back to Qiliang."

Literally beats the heart.

"Can you escape back to Qiliang?" Yi Xiao smiled unabated.

Hidden knife in laughter.

"You want to kill me so much, how dare I take that carriage?" The little highness twitched his fingers in his sleeves, and laughed angrily, "Will I be able to return to Qiliang alive if I sit in that carriage?"

"Your Highness doesn't want to go back to Qiliang, so maybe he wants to go north?" Yi Shaoran thought for a while with his head sideways.

"Guess." The Fuqu sword on Yi Xiao's arm buzzed slightly.

The dragon and the snake behind the head kiss each other, and the green lotus grows slowly.

"The dragon and the snake grow together, and the lotus grows together." Yi Shaoran said with a smile on his face, "Bearing the two great celestial figures on his back, he does have the capital to look down on the world."

Yi Xiao looked directly into Yi Shaoran's eyes: "Since the teacher wants to kill me, why didn't he do it earlier?"

Yi Shaoran didn't speak.

He looked at the little Highness in black from the beginning to the end.

"It's really different." Yi Shaoran said with a dumb smile: "You have been extremely precocious since you were a child, but now you have an inexplicable temperament."

Yi Xiao was silent.

Travel thousands of miles north.

Indeed, a lot has changed.

At least let go of many stupid obsessions.

Yi Xiao's hands trembled in his sleeves.

He smiled and asked, "Where is the father?"

"Your Majesty?" Yi Shaoran smiled and said, "You guess."

Yi Xiao was silent, and said, "Why did you kill me?"

He tried to force a smile on his face.

"I can't think of a single reason to kill me. Do you have any?"

Yi Shaoran shook his head silently, and said, "No comment."

"Okay." Yi Xiao drew out the Fuqu sword and pointed it at Yi Shaoran.

The man in Tsing Yi was unmoved, and said with a smile, "What do you mean?"

"It's very simple." Yi Xiao's hands swayed like snakes, with killing intent.

"If you can't kill me today, I will kill you."

The Tsing Yi smiled.

Fu Que was silent like a cicada, and the sword turned around in an instant, sticking to Yi Xiao's arm, not daring to come out again.

Yi Shaoran put his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly: "You want to kill me?"

"You haven't even cultivated Yuanli, but now you have a first-rank Yuanli, relying on a quasi-Ninth-rank physique, do you want to compete with me for life?" The Tsing Yi Dashen suddenly said with a playful smile: "You can't touch the meaning of the domain, let alone the meaning of the source What is it? After the Ninth Rank, one step up to the sky, you have two great celestial features, if you can't reach this threshold, how is it different from ordinary people?"

"It's easy to die. It's hard to live." Yi Shaoran said coldly, "Out of Fengting City, if you want to survive, you have to rely on your own ability."

"You see it well." The Great God in Tsing Yi said calmly: "Now your surname is Yi, not Xiao. If you want to survive, you have to fight with your life. It is not easy for anyone to survive in this world. There are many people who want to kill you. Do you have to ask them one by one?"

"Hatred. It is the driving force behind becoming stronger." Yi Shaoran said indifferently, "If you want to survive, you must become stronger."

He suddenly raised his head.

Looking at the figures of the two immortals in white clothes in mid-air.

Yi Shaoran pointed and smiled and said, "If you want to become like them and not bear hatred, how can you do it?"

"Look, how many Ninth Ranks are unwilling to leave, just to watch the two of them fight." The Great God in Tsing Yi sighed with emotion.

"Two white clothes, famous in the Central Plains. How strong is it?"

Jian Zongming looked at the man in white not far in front of him.

I have to admit that Ye Xiaolou's domain meaning source meaning has achieved something.

The fusion of the two will soon enter the realm of a master.

How many years has he practiced?
23 years.

To some extent, Ye Xiaolou's sword is younger than Jian Zongming.

Even more terrifying.

"I'll sit here and don't move for seven days." Jian Zongming sat cross-legged on the ground, and he laid the snow-white sword Dugu across his knees.

He looked a little lonely and asked, "Do you know why?"

Ye Xiaolou didn't speak.

His long frosty white hair fluttered wildly in the air.

After seven days of meditation, the energy of the whole body is instilled in the sword on the knee.

Ye Xiaolou could see it.

That Dugu sword has been stored to a terrifying level.

Once unsheathed, it's truly unstoppable.

"Master Fengting Sword Master, you have such a great reputation." Jian Zongming smiled and said, "Dominate the world for 100 years!"

"In the past 16 years, I have been walking in the world, picking all the invincible opponents in the world, but I dare not enter the court of wind." The immortal in white touched Dugu on his knee, and murmured softly: "In this battle, no matter how strong he is, I can kill him." Take his head down to justify Dugu's name."

Then he raised his head with a ferocious face and asked, "Why do you fight on behalf of the teacher?"

"What qualifications do you have?"

"Sword Master Fengting is dead, who is worthy of my unsheathed sword?"

Jian Zongming sneered and said, "Ye Xiaolou, you are not worthy of this sword."

Jian Zongming scanned around slowly.

Everyone was terrified.

The space in Jianzhong was extremely silent.

The ancient swords buried in the sword mound screamed in unison.

"You are not worthy."

Ye Xiaolou watched Jian Zongming get up.

It is too sharp, even the space is faintly torn apart.

Ye Xiaolou still stopped Jian Zongming and spoke softly.

"Whether it is worthy or not, you have to try it to know."

Jian Zongming turned his back to Ye Xiaolou.

Sneer.

Dugu got out of the sheath in an instant.

In an instant, the nine heavens rang together.

The sword mound space was torn apart from top to bottom by this sword.

Jian Zongming raised his head.

Looking at the sword marks stretching all over the sky.

He sighed softly.

"Does it match?"

Like talking to himself.

It's like asking the world.

Then step out and never look back.

Only the stunning sword mark stretching between heaven and earth was left behind.

The floating island trembled slightly.

It was as if someone had drawn a line in the center of the island.

In the next instant, the entire island was cut in two.

Flying sand and stone.

Wan Jian bowed his waist.

Like a flourishing fireworks.

How overbearing is Jian Zongming's sword?
Really surpass the ninth grade.

All the ninth-rank powerhouses who stayed in the space of the sword mound changed their faces.

Humbled.

Ye Xiaolou was also silent under this sword.

"Do you deserve it?" Ye Xiaolou smiled, brushed back his long frosty white hair, and asked himself softly.

He shook his head.

The sword intent is lingering, and the smile is self-possessed.

Ye Xiaolou's aura began to shrink, and the whole person's aura changed from being out of the sheath to being in the sheath.

He murmured: "Why not worthy?"

Yi Shaoran suddenly said: "Ye Xiaolou has realized."

The Great General in Tsing Yi seemed to be deliberately speaking to His Highness, and did not lower his voice.

"Jian Zongming's sword is indeed beyond the ninth grade. If the source, meaning, domain and meaning cannot be blended together, and it is truly harmonious, it is absolutely impossible to use such an amazing sword. The sword master passed away, and this sword can be called the most beautiful in the world. A strong sword that can kill all enemies that stand in front of the sword."

"It's a pity that Jian Zongming won't get out of the sheath. He is the highest in the sword world, and no one is worthy of this sword right now." Yi Shaoran smiled slightly: "So he is raising the sword, waiting for someone to rise up in the world, until someone can worthy of his sword."

The Great God in Tsing Yi suddenly asked jokingly: "Your Highness, will you become such a person?"

Yi Xiao was silent.

"First of all, you have to survive, which is not an easy task." Yi Shaoran sneered: "Do you know how many people want to kill you?"

"Cao Zhixuan of the Northern Wei Dynasty wanted to kill you. Your name was engraved on the Black Sleeve Killing List, and Yama, the Taoist daughter of Senluo, might even kill you herself. How likely do you think you are to survive?" He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yi Xiao smiled indifferently, "I can survive. I don't care if these people want to kill me."

His Royal Highness raised his eyebrows, "Qi Liang wants to kill me, I can't accept it."

Yi Shaoran said expressionlessly: "No one will question the decision made by that one."

"Which one wants me to die?" Yi Xiao smiled: "If that's the case, then I would have died countless times."

"So." Yi Shaoran suddenly smiled, "Why have you survived until now?"

Yi Xiao didn't have time to think, the soles of his feet sank.

The sky is shaking.

There was a continuous roar from the sky, and countless floating islands began to disintegrate.

Gravel and gravel flitted in front of his eyes, and even the ground under his feet began to tremble.

Yi Xiao stabilized his figure, and Zhu Lian saw that Jianzhong's great luck began to collapse.

The whole space became unstable.

The terrifying sword mark stretching hundreds of feet became more and more unstable.

The entire space began to collapse in large pieces from the far horizon, and a thunderous rumbling sound pierced my ears.

Those ninth-rank powerhouses standing on the floating island didn't care about the collapse of space right in front of them.

These ninth-rank powerhouses were all immersed in observing the sword marks that stretched for hundreds of feet. When their minds were shaken, they tried their best to develop a feeling in their hearts.

If you can gain something from the artistic conception of this sword, it will be a rare opportunity.

Yi Shaoran, the master general in Tsing Yi, glanced at Yi Xiao.

The little highness looked a little pale.

He is not a strong person at the ninth rank. Even if he awakens the dragon and snake appearance, his speed and strength have been greatly improved, and he is still a long way from the ninth rank.

He couldn't understand that terrifying sword mark, it could only be stored in the lotus figure.

Yi Xiao is now thinking about a very serious question.

The Jianzhong space collapsed, what should he do?
The Tsing Yi chuckled and stretched out a finger.

Yi Xiao's pupils shrank slightly.

The finger was on his forehead.

A majestic and vast force like a great river was drawn out of the space.

This power is slightly inferior to that sword mark, but it is definitely the product of the fusion of Yuan Yi and Yu Yi!
Half step master!

Yi Xiao looked at the plain-looking general in Tsing Yi in disbelief.

He actually reached such a point?

Yi Shaoran gently tapped his fingers.

The collapse of the Jianzhong space that stretched for several miles stopped at the feet of His Royal Highness.

Immediately dizzy.

As if the stars were changing, the space was pulled out and sent to the other end.

the next moment
Yi Xiao looked up in a daze.

There are no hundreds of feet of sword marks cutting the world, and no floating islands that are constantly collapsing.

The scene in front of me was extremely familiar.

The streets were even noisy with people.

Yi Xiao was stunned.

"This is Fengting City?"

(End of this chapter)