Chapter 142
Pingyuan General Temple, 1 Finger Broken Flying Sword
Chapter 142 Pingyuan General Temple, One Finger Broken Flying Sword
Lu Xing picked up the ancient bronze sword on the ground and inspected it a little.
"A fairy?"
Slightly raising his eyebrows, Lu Xing did not expect that this ordinary-looking ancient bronze sword was actually a fairy long sword.
"Yan'er, take it."
Throwing it to Lu Xueyan casually, Lu Xing reached out and put away the blood jade throne as well.
"Two, farewell."
For Lu Xueyan's two temporary teammates, Lu Xing said goodbye politely, and left with Lu Xueyan.
"Sword Immortal in this world is truly terrifying."
The male cultivator looked at Lu Xing's back and sighed softly.
"Yeah, but it's really the same as the rumors say, so handsome!"
The female cultivator stared at the stars, and looked at the direction of Lu Xing's departure with her face in her hands.
……
"Brother, shall we go find Xiao Qi now?"
Lu Xueyan simply refined the ancient bronze sword and was getting familiar with the feel.
"...Don't worry, go to a place first."
Lu Xing suddenly had a feeling in his heart, and under the calculation of Fate Tong, he plundered in a certain direction.
"In this secret realm, apart from the treasures in Efang Palace, the one that can have a causal connection with me should be the sword formula..."
Lu Xing's eyes showed thought.
In another place, Tai Yuan, who was dressed in white, suddenly resonated slightly with his innate sword body.
Looking into the distance, Tai Yuan's eyes moved slightly: "The opportunity that belongs to the innate sword body..."
In a mountain range in the distance, Liu Yuehan suddenly stopped and turned to look at the distant sky.
"Sword chance."
……
This is a vast plain.
However, all the plants on the plain are dark red.
As soon as I walked in, there was a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.
In a wasteland on the plain, a general temple stands here.
Dark red clouds lingered around, like billowing wolf smoke reaching Cangyu.
Twelve bronze terracotta warriors with more than one foot in length stand in twelve directions in the Temple of the General with different postures.
On the plain, Tianjiao kept flying over from a distance, looking at the blood-shrouded Temple of the General, their eyes filled with fiery intent.
"This is definitely a place of great opportunity!" Some Tianjiao's eyes were fiery, and their bodies were motivated by spiritual power, and they flew up.
However, just when they stepped across the boundary circled by the twelve terracotta warriors and horses.
The bronze terracotta warriors who were closest to them suddenly had red eyes, a fierce aura swirled, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
Naturally, the crowd of Tianjiao had already prepared, but they seriously underestimated the strength of the twelve bronze terracotta warriors.
With a flash of cold light, those Tianjiao who were the first to leave only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and their consciousness had plunged into darkness.
With just a sweep of the front of the soldiers, all the corpses of Tianjiao who had just attacked were torn apart.
The remaining Tianjiao who hadn't had time to make a move were dripping with cold sweat.
After the twelve bronze terracotta warriors and horses killed those Tianjiao who stepped into the boundary, they stood back here.
Although they didn't take the initiative to attack others, but they stopped there, and others couldn't even set foot in the Temple of Generals.
This feeling of being close in front of the eyes but far away in the sky made the Tianjiao present very upset.
This is, a flying rainbow galloped towards the sky in the distance, stopped in the void, revealing a figure in white clothes.
Lily in white clothes, with a long sword on his feet, his expression is indifferent, like an immortal.
"Who is that person? Why does it give me a feeling of palpitations when he is clearly not at the Dongxuan Realm?"
"Flying Sword Art...isn't it a disciple of Shushan?"
"This person seems to be the innate sword body newly acquired by Shushan a few years ago!" A Tianjiao slapped his forehead and suddenly said.
He once participated in Tai Yuan's initiation ceremony with the elders of the clan, and met Tai Yuan once.
Tai Yuan ignored the people below, stood on the long sword, and looked at the temple of the general.
"Is it in there?"
Turning his gaze to the twelve bronze terracotta warriors, Tai Yuan frowned slightly.
"Twelve... With my current cultivation, I can deal with three or four at most."
"How should this be?"
At this moment, Tai Yuan suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look in another direction.
The sword light flickered like electricity, and a green lotus slowly bloomed in the sword light.
A cold woman in white with blue patterns standing on the green lotus was Liu Yuehan.
"Fairy Qinglian, Liu Yuehan?"
Seeing the green lotus under Liu Yuehan's feet and the abnormal movement from the Xiantian sword body, Tai Yuan raised his eyebrows.
Liu Yuehan's transparent sword heart is currently known to have a sense of echo with his innate sword body.
"Innate Sword Body, Shushan Taiyuan."
Seeing Tai Yuan, Liu Yuehan's expression didn't change much.
Her temperament was originally cold, but after she realized the realm of the Heavenly Sword, she became even colder like a fairy.
Naturally, they wouldn't look at him more because of Tai Yuan's so-called innate sword body.
At present, the only man who left a deep impact on her heart is Lu Xing.
"Lu Xing should also come here, this time we must beat him."
Tai Yuan really wanted to communicate with Liu Yuehan.
After all, she is a transparent sword heart, and she is an innate sword body. They are a match made in heaven.
However, they randomly found two topics to communicate with, and Liu Yuehan looked indifferent, so Tai Yuan gave up the idea of exchanging feelings.
He is not a licking dog. He has an innate sword body. He has always been licked by others, so how could he lick others.
Even if this person is Liu Yuehan.
At this moment, Liu Yuehan seemed to feel something, and his eyes suddenly turned.
For the first time, obvious fluctuations appeared in a pair of cold, crystal-like pupils.
Tai Yuan was stunned, and then followed his gaze.
I saw a man and a woman flying one after another, standing in the void.
Although the female cultivator looked pure and agile, she was completely suppressed by the young man in front of her.
Dressed in blue and white, he is handsome and free and easy, with hidden radiance all over his body, surrounded by fairy clouds, filled with a huge sense of dignity and majesty.
Like a fairy king facing the dust, making all living beings bow their heads.
"Lu Xing..."
Liu Yuehan stepped forward, fixed her eyes on Lu Xing, with strong emotions shining in her eyes.
Those eyes were looking at a powerful enemy that he had to defeat, an opponent that he had to surpass.
But Tai Yuan didn't see it, he only knew that when he talked to Liu Yuehan in a friendly manner just now, she liked to ignore him.
As soon as Lu Xing showed up, Liu Yuehan took the initiative to talk to him before he could speak.
This difference in attitude made Tai Yuan, who was used to being praised by others in Shushan these years, his eyes sink slightly.
"What's the matter with Fairy Qinglian?"
Seeing Liu Yuehan here, Lu Xing was slightly surprised.
Looking at Liu Yuehan's eyes, Lu Xing immediately understood her thoughts.
"Continue our unfinished agreement."
Liu Yuehan stretched out her palm, and the sword box behind her flashed a clear light, and a long sword flew out and fell into her hand.
"Okay." Lu Xing asked Lu Xueyan to stay away, and he was a little tolerant towards Liu Yuehan, a person who only wanted to pursue the sword.
"Hehe, since the two fellow daoists are going to have a competition, how about letting me join in?"
Tae-won's eyes flashed and he smiled.
He had already heard about Lu Xing, the living sword fairy.
Tai Yuan can be regarded as born in this world, but he just joined the Shushan Sword Sect.
However, whether it is brothers or masters and uncles, it is very natural to put the name of the world's number one pride on Lu Xing's head.
Therefore, Tai Yuan has long wanted to compete with Lu Xing.
"Who are you? I don't have time to spend time with third-rate characters who popped out of nowhere."
Lu Xing glanced at Tai Yuan flatly.
Tai Yuan's expression was slightly cold, with a little coldness in his eyes, he swiped his sword finger with his right hand, and a long sword flew out of the sword case on his back again.
The sword qi screamed, and the fierce aura swept all directions.
"Whether you're a third-rate character or not, you'll only know after you've fought. What's more, I also want to know if your name, the sword fairy in this world, has anything mixed with it!"
Without further ado, Tai Yuan directly operated the Flying Sword Art, and the long sword in front of him screamed and flew, like a dragon swimming in rainbow light, piercing out with fierceness and ferocity.
"What a strong strength, he really only has Dongxuan Realm!? I feel that even my Dao Yuan Realm may not be able to take his blow!"
Some arrogances on the plain in the distance were shocked when they saw Tai Yuan make a move.
They have also stepped into the ranks of Tianjiao, with strength far exceeding that of ordinary Daoyuan realm practitioners.
But when they sensed Tai Yuan's blow, they felt their hearts tremble.
Let them all feel a little crisis!
Lu Xing's expression was flat, he didn't even light up his sword, and flicked casually with his fingers.
Click!
The flying sword struck, and Lu Xing popped out with his bare fingers.
The monstrous divine power surged out, and the flying sword that Tai Yuan sacrificed was shattered by Lu Xing's finger, and it collapsed into countless fragments and fell to the ground.
Tai Yuan, who was connected with his mind, let out a muffled snort, and a smear of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth.
There was a ray of horror in Tae-won's eyes.
He never expected that Lu Xing's strength was so terrifying, and he had an extremely terrifying body.
With a random blow, his Lingbao Feijian collapsed.
"Brother, that's amazing!" Lu Xueyan's eyes lit up, she couldn't wait to cheer loudly.
"His strength has grown stronger again."
Liu Yuehan's wonderful eyes flashed with splendor, and she sighed softly in her heart.
Even though those Tianjiao around were surprised, they felt that it should be taken for granted.
Lu Xing is a young sovereign, and after the Heavenly Sword Conference, he even vaguely has the name of a young emperor.
Although Tai Yuan's blow just now was powerful, it was only at the level of a top talent.
There is still a long way to go before the Young Supreme.
To their surprise, Lu Xing shattered Tai Yuan's flying sword with one finger.
Although it is only a long sword of Lingbao level, it is also extremely amazing.
(End of this chapter)
Lu Xing picked up the ancient bronze sword on the ground and inspected it a little.
"A fairy?"
Slightly raising his eyebrows, Lu Xing did not expect that this ordinary-looking ancient bronze sword was actually a fairy long sword.
"Yan'er, take it."
Throwing it to Lu Xueyan casually, Lu Xing reached out and put away the blood jade throne as well.
"Two, farewell."
For Lu Xueyan's two temporary teammates, Lu Xing said goodbye politely, and left with Lu Xueyan.
"Sword Immortal in this world is truly terrifying."
The male cultivator looked at Lu Xing's back and sighed softly.
"Yeah, but it's really the same as the rumors say, so handsome!"
The female cultivator stared at the stars, and looked at the direction of Lu Xing's departure with her face in her hands.
……
"Brother, shall we go find Xiao Qi now?"
Lu Xueyan simply refined the ancient bronze sword and was getting familiar with the feel.
"...Don't worry, go to a place first."
Lu Xing suddenly had a feeling in his heart, and under the calculation of Fate Tong, he plundered in a certain direction.
"In this secret realm, apart from the treasures in Efang Palace, the one that can have a causal connection with me should be the sword formula..."
Lu Xing's eyes showed thought.
In another place, Tai Yuan, who was dressed in white, suddenly resonated slightly with his innate sword body.
Looking into the distance, Tai Yuan's eyes moved slightly: "The opportunity that belongs to the innate sword body..."
In a mountain range in the distance, Liu Yuehan suddenly stopped and turned to look at the distant sky.
"Sword chance."
……
This is a vast plain.
However, all the plants on the plain are dark red.
As soon as I walked in, there was a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.
In a wasteland on the plain, a general temple stands here.
Dark red clouds lingered around, like billowing wolf smoke reaching Cangyu.
Twelve bronze terracotta warriors with more than one foot in length stand in twelve directions in the Temple of the General with different postures.
On the plain, Tianjiao kept flying over from a distance, looking at the blood-shrouded Temple of the General, their eyes filled with fiery intent.
"This is definitely a place of great opportunity!" Some Tianjiao's eyes were fiery, and their bodies were motivated by spiritual power, and they flew up.
However, just when they stepped across the boundary circled by the twelve terracotta warriors and horses.
The bronze terracotta warriors who were closest to them suddenly had red eyes, a fierce aura swirled, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
Naturally, the crowd of Tianjiao had already prepared, but they seriously underestimated the strength of the twelve bronze terracotta warriors.
With a flash of cold light, those Tianjiao who were the first to leave only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and their consciousness had plunged into darkness.
With just a sweep of the front of the soldiers, all the corpses of Tianjiao who had just attacked were torn apart.
The remaining Tianjiao who hadn't had time to make a move were dripping with cold sweat.
After the twelve bronze terracotta warriors and horses killed those Tianjiao who stepped into the boundary, they stood back here.
Although they didn't take the initiative to attack others, but they stopped there, and others couldn't even set foot in the Temple of Generals.
This feeling of being close in front of the eyes but far away in the sky made the Tianjiao present very upset.
This is, a flying rainbow galloped towards the sky in the distance, stopped in the void, revealing a figure in white clothes.
Lily in white clothes, with a long sword on his feet, his expression is indifferent, like an immortal.
"Who is that person? Why does it give me a feeling of palpitations when he is clearly not at the Dongxuan Realm?"
"Flying Sword Art...isn't it a disciple of Shushan?"
"This person seems to be the innate sword body newly acquired by Shushan a few years ago!" A Tianjiao slapped his forehead and suddenly said.
He once participated in Tai Yuan's initiation ceremony with the elders of the clan, and met Tai Yuan once.
Tai Yuan ignored the people below, stood on the long sword, and looked at the temple of the general.
"Is it in there?"
Turning his gaze to the twelve bronze terracotta warriors, Tai Yuan frowned slightly.
"Twelve... With my current cultivation, I can deal with three or four at most."
"How should this be?"
At this moment, Tai Yuan suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look in another direction.
The sword light flickered like electricity, and a green lotus slowly bloomed in the sword light.
A cold woman in white with blue patterns standing on the green lotus was Liu Yuehan.
"Fairy Qinglian, Liu Yuehan?"
Seeing the green lotus under Liu Yuehan's feet and the abnormal movement from the Xiantian sword body, Tai Yuan raised his eyebrows.
Liu Yuehan's transparent sword heart is currently known to have a sense of echo with his innate sword body.
"Innate Sword Body, Shushan Taiyuan."
Seeing Tai Yuan, Liu Yuehan's expression didn't change much.
Her temperament was originally cold, but after she realized the realm of the Heavenly Sword, she became even colder like a fairy.
Naturally, they wouldn't look at him more because of Tai Yuan's so-called innate sword body.
At present, the only man who left a deep impact on her heart is Lu Xing.
"Lu Xing should also come here, this time we must beat him."
Tai Yuan really wanted to communicate with Liu Yuehan.
After all, she is a transparent sword heart, and she is an innate sword body. They are a match made in heaven.
However, they randomly found two topics to communicate with, and Liu Yuehan looked indifferent, so Tai Yuan gave up the idea of exchanging feelings.
He is not a licking dog. He has an innate sword body. He has always been licked by others, so how could he lick others.
Even if this person is Liu Yuehan.
At this moment, Liu Yuehan seemed to feel something, and his eyes suddenly turned.
For the first time, obvious fluctuations appeared in a pair of cold, crystal-like pupils.
Tai Yuan was stunned, and then followed his gaze.
I saw a man and a woman flying one after another, standing in the void.
Although the female cultivator looked pure and agile, she was completely suppressed by the young man in front of her.
Dressed in blue and white, he is handsome and free and easy, with hidden radiance all over his body, surrounded by fairy clouds, filled with a huge sense of dignity and majesty.
Like a fairy king facing the dust, making all living beings bow their heads.
"Lu Xing..."
Liu Yuehan stepped forward, fixed her eyes on Lu Xing, with strong emotions shining in her eyes.
Those eyes were looking at a powerful enemy that he had to defeat, an opponent that he had to surpass.
But Tai Yuan didn't see it, he only knew that when he talked to Liu Yuehan in a friendly manner just now, she liked to ignore him.
As soon as Lu Xing showed up, Liu Yuehan took the initiative to talk to him before he could speak.
This difference in attitude made Tai Yuan, who was used to being praised by others in Shushan these years, his eyes sink slightly.
"What's the matter with Fairy Qinglian?"
Seeing Liu Yuehan here, Lu Xing was slightly surprised.
Looking at Liu Yuehan's eyes, Lu Xing immediately understood her thoughts.
"Continue our unfinished agreement."
Liu Yuehan stretched out her palm, and the sword box behind her flashed a clear light, and a long sword flew out and fell into her hand.
"Okay." Lu Xing asked Lu Xueyan to stay away, and he was a little tolerant towards Liu Yuehan, a person who only wanted to pursue the sword.
"Hehe, since the two fellow daoists are going to have a competition, how about letting me join in?"
Tae-won's eyes flashed and he smiled.
He had already heard about Lu Xing, the living sword fairy.
Tai Yuan can be regarded as born in this world, but he just joined the Shushan Sword Sect.
However, whether it is brothers or masters and uncles, it is very natural to put the name of the world's number one pride on Lu Xing's head.
Therefore, Tai Yuan has long wanted to compete with Lu Xing.
"Who are you? I don't have time to spend time with third-rate characters who popped out of nowhere."
Lu Xing glanced at Tai Yuan flatly.
Tai Yuan's expression was slightly cold, with a little coldness in his eyes, he swiped his sword finger with his right hand, and a long sword flew out of the sword case on his back again.
The sword qi screamed, and the fierce aura swept all directions.
"Whether you're a third-rate character or not, you'll only know after you've fought. What's more, I also want to know if your name, the sword fairy in this world, has anything mixed with it!"
Without further ado, Tai Yuan directly operated the Flying Sword Art, and the long sword in front of him screamed and flew, like a dragon swimming in rainbow light, piercing out with fierceness and ferocity.
"What a strong strength, he really only has Dongxuan Realm!? I feel that even my Dao Yuan Realm may not be able to take his blow!"
Some arrogances on the plain in the distance were shocked when they saw Tai Yuan make a move.
They have also stepped into the ranks of Tianjiao, with strength far exceeding that of ordinary Daoyuan realm practitioners.
But when they sensed Tai Yuan's blow, they felt their hearts tremble.
Let them all feel a little crisis!
Lu Xing's expression was flat, he didn't even light up his sword, and flicked casually with his fingers.
Click!
The flying sword struck, and Lu Xing popped out with his bare fingers.
The monstrous divine power surged out, and the flying sword that Tai Yuan sacrificed was shattered by Lu Xing's finger, and it collapsed into countless fragments and fell to the ground.
Tai Yuan, who was connected with his mind, let out a muffled snort, and a smear of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth.
There was a ray of horror in Tae-won's eyes.
He never expected that Lu Xing's strength was so terrifying, and he had an extremely terrifying body.
With a random blow, his Lingbao Feijian collapsed.
"Brother, that's amazing!" Lu Xueyan's eyes lit up, she couldn't wait to cheer loudly.
"His strength has grown stronger again."
Liu Yuehan's wonderful eyes flashed with splendor, and she sighed softly in her heart.
Even though those Tianjiao around were surprised, they felt that it should be taken for granted.
Lu Xing is a young sovereign, and after the Heavenly Sword Conference, he even vaguely has the name of a young emperor.
Although Tai Yuan's blow just now was powerful, it was only at the level of a top talent.
There is still a long way to go before the Young Supreme.
To their surprise, Lu Xing shattered Tai Yuan's flying sword with one finger.
Although it is only a long sword of Lingbao level, it is also extremely amazing.
(End of this chapter)