Chapter 154
: Defeating Baizang, Efang Palace Opens, Chaos Fighting Now
Chapter 154: Defeating Baizang, Efang Palace Opens, Chaos Fighting Now
Shushan is famous in ten small worlds for its skill in controlling swords.
Its soul-divided control and the sword formation method of one person forming an formation are also important pillars for Shushan to rank first among the five sword sects.
Baizang realized his shame and was brave. Although he didn't have any special talent, he relied on his perseverance and comprehension to forcibly retreat in the sword tower for half a year.
Finally took the last step, stepping into the realm of Heavenly Sword, and comprehending his own way of swordsmanship.
"A sword is a weapon for killing."
"Guard, destroy, attack, defend."
"No matter what language is used to whitewash the behavior of the swordsman, it cannot conceal the nature of the sword itself."
"Swords are born to kill!"
Bai Zang spoke lightly, explaining his own philosophy of kendo.
There has never been an absolutely correct idea in this world. For practitioners, the truth they comprehend is the most correct way in their hearts.
"This is my way of the sword, the way of killing heaven and earth, killing immortals and gods, the way of sword that is only born for killing!"
Bai Zangqing shouted, his whole body was full of spiritual power, the sword energy above his head was strong, and the sword intent was soaring to the sky.
One hundred and eight long swords clanged in unison, and the boundless sword intent filled the void, killing everything.
A group of cultivators in the distance showed horror and fled to the distance.
As soon as Wang Xueying's body surface turned, the sharp sword intent quietly disappeared.
Wang Futian, who was subconsciously preparing to run away, quietly took back his steps, pretending to be calm and composed, and stood beside Wang Xueying.
He almost forgot that this time he was with Wang Xueying.
"Lu Xing, let me see what your swordsmanship looks like!" Baizang said with a cold face, and struck out the sword art with his hands.
One hundred and eight Lingbao long swords rolled up to the sky, merged with each other, and turned into the Nine Heavens Milky Way pouring down.
Explosively shot towards Lu Xing, with surging sword energy.
In an instant, the scene of fallen immortals and weeping blood of gods and demons manifested in the void, shattering the space and penetrating the heaven and earth.
Lu Xing stepped forward, and the spiritual sword in his hand would come out.
The long body fixes Kunyu, and sweeps Liuhe with a sword.
The mighty spiritual power stirred Xingyu, countless stars emerged, and a picture scroll of stars slowly unfolded above Lu Xing's head.
The majestic earth's air shook the mountains and rivers, and the air of the earth's veins surged, manifesting the shadow of a desolate ancient dragon at Lu Xing's feet.
With a star map above his head and a giant dragon on his feet.
"This sword is my way of the sword!"
Lu Xing's eyes were indifferent, like a god king.
The long sword was swung out, and the sword light swept across the heaven and earth, setting the tripod and Kunyu.
In the distance, Wang Xueying's eyes suddenly changed in the face of this blow.
Stretching out his hand to make seals, he typed out twelve runes, forming a mountain and river, standing in front of himself and Wang Futian.
Rumble!
Amidst the deafening bang, violent ripples of aura scattered and vibrated in all directions.
At the center of the collision, many small cracks appeared in the space of the imperial tomb secret realm.
The sword intent of the confrontation between the two actually made this space faintly show signs of being unbearable.
And in this extreme collision, Bai Zang is undoubtedly the one who loses.
Click!
One hundred and eight Lingbao flying swords were turned into the Nine Heavens Galaxy, and a sword light from Lu Xing flowed upstream, breaking all Lingbao flying swords abruptly.
These flying swords are all formed by Baizang through more than ten years of accumulation with his own Dao charm, and they have long been closely connected with his mind.
At this moment, being crushed by Lu Xing's sword, in an instant, the blood on Baizang's face disappeared, and he spat out a mouthful of painstaking effort, his breath was sluggish.
With a flash of his figure, Baizang almost couldn't maintain his own flight.
"This is your way of swordsmanship? It's really overbearing."
Bai Zang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was amazed again and again.
Looking at Bai Zang who was faintly bowing his head and admitting defeat, many arrogances around couldn't help swallowing.
Bai Zang, who can make the great disciple of Shushan, express his intention of admitting defeat and invincibility. In terms of swordsmanship, Lu Xing is the only one among today's young generation.
"It seems that you understand my swordsmanship."
Lu Xing scattered the spiritual sword in his hand, his eyes were cold.
He was dressed in blue and white, and his breath was steady. He had just performed such a terrifying ultimate move, but it was not like after the war, but like returning from an outing.
Unrestrained and unrestrained, detached and free from vulgarity.
Those female cultivators around looked at each other, their eyes were shining, their faces were flushed unconsciously, and their breathing became heavy.
At this moment, Lu Xing is too charming.
Dressed in blue and white, he is as reckless as the wind, and his elegance is peerless. With a wave of his hand, he crushes the disciple of Shushan Mountain with his sword.
This time, even Wang Xueying beside Wang Futian, with her beautiful obsidian eyes, flashed a bit of confusion.
Even though she is famous all over the world, she is extremely cold and arrogant.
But at this moment, looking at Lu Xing's peerless demeanor, he still couldn't help but tremble slightly.
At this moment, the distant sky suddenly lit up with bright light.
Everyone looked around, only to see the Efang Palace on the sky, shining brightly at this moment.
The gate of the palace, engraved with countless rune patterns, slowly opened amidst the immeasurable celestial glow.
Roar———!
A dragon chant spread all over the world.
All the cultivators who were still in the secret territory of the Imperial Mausoleum heard the dragon chant and looked up in the direction of the dragon chant.
A huge black real dragon flew out from Efang Palace, circled around the sky, and plunged back into Afang Palace.
"The fate of the country manifests!"
Wang Futian was dumbfounded, and murmured in disbelief: "Just kidding, could it be that the first emperor divided part of Qin's national fortune and put it here?"
Most of the national fortunes of the human dynasties, the manifested true spirits are golden dragons.
However, the three human dynasties of Great Xia, Yin Shang, and Great Zhou, as well as the Great Qin Empire.
Their national destiny manifests the true spirit, but it is not a golden dragon.
For example, Yin Shang is a mysterious bird, Da Zhou is a phoenix, and Da Qin is a mysterious dragon.
Only from the beginning of the Han Dynasty, the fate of the country was gradually shaped into the golden dragon.
"Sister, why don't we go and have a look inside first?"
When Afang Palace opened, Wang Futian suddenly couldn't hold back his emotions.
But Wang Xueying didn't care, there was no opportunity suitable for her in the secret realm of the Imperial Tomb.
She came here this time only for Lu Xing.
"Don't forget the purpose of our trip."
One word from Wang Xueying immediately made Wang Futian stop.
However, when Wang Xueying was about to go up to say hello to Lu Xing, Lu Xing didn't say a word and just grabbed her.
With Lu Xueyan and Yu Nie, they flew directly to the location of Afang Palace.
Directly ignoring Wang Xueying and Wang Futian here.
"Sister, what about us?" Wang Futian asked cautiously.
"...Let's go, let's go into Efang Palace!"
Wang Xueying's voice was extremely cold, Wang Futian didn't dare to refute at all, nodded repeatedly, followed Wang Xueying and flew towards Afang Palace.
At this moment, a huge scuffle broke out in front of the gate of Efang Palace.
Li Qu deliberately let some of his followers mix in the crowd in advance, causing chaos and triggering a big battle when everyone was about to enter the Efang Palace.
Then he asked Ye Banfeng to stop Lu Cangming, and he quietly entered the Efang Palace with a few confidants.
Prepare to absorb the fate of the Great Qin Kingdom in Efang Palace, so that one's own destiny can be elevated to the destiny of a king.
(End of this chapter)
Shushan is famous in ten small worlds for its skill in controlling swords.
Its soul-divided control and the sword formation method of one person forming an formation are also important pillars for Shushan to rank first among the five sword sects.
Baizang realized his shame and was brave. Although he didn't have any special talent, he relied on his perseverance and comprehension to forcibly retreat in the sword tower for half a year.
Finally took the last step, stepping into the realm of Heavenly Sword, and comprehending his own way of swordsmanship.
"A sword is a weapon for killing."
"Guard, destroy, attack, defend."
"No matter what language is used to whitewash the behavior of the swordsman, it cannot conceal the nature of the sword itself."
"Swords are born to kill!"
Bai Zang spoke lightly, explaining his own philosophy of kendo.
There has never been an absolutely correct idea in this world. For practitioners, the truth they comprehend is the most correct way in their hearts.
"This is my way of the sword, the way of killing heaven and earth, killing immortals and gods, the way of sword that is only born for killing!"
Bai Zangqing shouted, his whole body was full of spiritual power, the sword energy above his head was strong, and the sword intent was soaring to the sky.
One hundred and eight long swords clanged in unison, and the boundless sword intent filled the void, killing everything.
A group of cultivators in the distance showed horror and fled to the distance.
As soon as Wang Xueying's body surface turned, the sharp sword intent quietly disappeared.
Wang Futian, who was subconsciously preparing to run away, quietly took back his steps, pretending to be calm and composed, and stood beside Wang Xueying.
He almost forgot that this time he was with Wang Xueying.
"Lu Xing, let me see what your swordsmanship looks like!" Baizang said with a cold face, and struck out the sword art with his hands.
One hundred and eight Lingbao long swords rolled up to the sky, merged with each other, and turned into the Nine Heavens Milky Way pouring down.
Explosively shot towards Lu Xing, with surging sword energy.
In an instant, the scene of fallen immortals and weeping blood of gods and demons manifested in the void, shattering the space and penetrating the heaven and earth.
Lu Xing stepped forward, and the spiritual sword in his hand would come out.
The long body fixes Kunyu, and sweeps Liuhe with a sword.
The mighty spiritual power stirred Xingyu, countless stars emerged, and a picture scroll of stars slowly unfolded above Lu Xing's head.
The majestic earth's air shook the mountains and rivers, and the air of the earth's veins surged, manifesting the shadow of a desolate ancient dragon at Lu Xing's feet.
With a star map above his head and a giant dragon on his feet.
"This sword is my way of the sword!"
Lu Xing's eyes were indifferent, like a god king.
The long sword was swung out, and the sword light swept across the heaven and earth, setting the tripod and Kunyu.
In the distance, Wang Xueying's eyes suddenly changed in the face of this blow.
Stretching out his hand to make seals, he typed out twelve runes, forming a mountain and river, standing in front of himself and Wang Futian.
Rumble!
Amidst the deafening bang, violent ripples of aura scattered and vibrated in all directions.
At the center of the collision, many small cracks appeared in the space of the imperial tomb secret realm.
The sword intent of the confrontation between the two actually made this space faintly show signs of being unbearable.
And in this extreme collision, Bai Zang is undoubtedly the one who loses.
Click!
One hundred and eight Lingbao flying swords were turned into the Nine Heavens Galaxy, and a sword light from Lu Xing flowed upstream, breaking all Lingbao flying swords abruptly.
These flying swords are all formed by Baizang through more than ten years of accumulation with his own Dao charm, and they have long been closely connected with his mind.
At this moment, being crushed by Lu Xing's sword, in an instant, the blood on Baizang's face disappeared, and he spat out a mouthful of painstaking effort, his breath was sluggish.
With a flash of his figure, Baizang almost couldn't maintain his own flight.
"This is your way of swordsmanship? It's really overbearing."
Bai Zang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was amazed again and again.
Looking at Bai Zang who was faintly bowing his head and admitting defeat, many arrogances around couldn't help swallowing.
Bai Zang, who can make the great disciple of Shushan, express his intention of admitting defeat and invincibility. In terms of swordsmanship, Lu Xing is the only one among today's young generation.
"It seems that you understand my swordsmanship."
Lu Xing scattered the spiritual sword in his hand, his eyes were cold.
He was dressed in blue and white, and his breath was steady. He had just performed such a terrifying ultimate move, but it was not like after the war, but like returning from an outing.
Unrestrained and unrestrained, detached and free from vulgarity.
Those female cultivators around looked at each other, their eyes were shining, their faces were flushed unconsciously, and their breathing became heavy.
At this moment, Lu Xing is too charming.
Dressed in blue and white, he is as reckless as the wind, and his elegance is peerless. With a wave of his hand, he crushes the disciple of Shushan Mountain with his sword.
This time, even Wang Xueying beside Wang Futian, with her beautiful obsidian eyes, flashed a bit of confusion.
Even though she is famous all over the world, she is extremely cold and arrogant.
But at this moment, looking at Lu Xing's peerless demeanor, he still couldn't help but tremble slightly.
At this moment, the distant sky suddenly lit up with bright light.
Everyone looked around, only to see the Efang Palace on the sky, shining brightly at this moment.
The gate of the palace, engraved with countless rune patterns, slowly opened amidst the immeasurable celestial glow.
Roar———!
A dragon chant spread all over the world.
All the cultivators who were still in the secret territory of the Imperial Mausoleum heard the dragon chant and looked up in the direction of the dragon chant.
A huge black real dragon flew out from Efang Palace, circled around the sky, and plunged back into Afang Palace.
"The fate of the country manifests!"
Wang Futian was dumbfounded, and murmured in disbelief: "Just kidding, could it be that the first emperor divided part of Qin's national fortune and put it here?"
Most of the national fortunes of the human dynasties, the manifested true spirits are golden dragons.
However, the three human dynasties of Great Xia, Yin Shang, and Great Zhou, as well as the Great Qin Empire.
Their national destiny manifests the true spirit, but it is not a golden dragon.
For example, Yin Shang is a mysterious bird, Da Zhou is a phoenix, and Da Qin is a mysterious dragon.
Only from the beginning of the Han Dynasty, the fate of the country was gradually shaped into the golden dragon.
"Sister, why don't we go and have a look inside first?"
When Afang Palace opened, Wang Futian suddenly couldn't hold back his emotions.
But Wang Xueying didn't care, there was no opportunity suitable for her in the secret realm of the Imperial Tomb.
She came here this time only for Lu Xing.
"Don't forget the purpose of our trip."
One word from Wang Xueying immediately made Wang Futian stop.
However, when Wang Xueying was about to go up to say hello to Lu Xing, Lu Xing didn't say a word and just grabbed her.
With Lu Xueyan and Yu Nie, they flew directly to the location of Afang Palace.
Directly ignoring Wang Xueying and Wang Futian here.
"Sister, what about us?" Wang Futian asked cautiously.
"...Let's go, let's go into Efang Palace!"
Wang Xueying's voice was extremely cold, Wang Futian didn't dare to refute at all, nodded repeatedly, followed Wang Xueying and flew towards Afang Palace.
At this moment, a huge scuffle broke out in front of the gate of Efang Palace.
Li Qu deliberately let some of his followers mix in the crowd in advance, causing chaos and triggering a big battle when everyone was about to enter the Efang Palace.
Then he asked Ye Banfeng to stop Lu Cangming, and he quietly entered the Efang Palace with a few confidants.
Prepare to absorb the fate of the Great Qin Kingdom in Efang Palace, so that one's own destiny can be elevated to the destiny of a king.
(End of this chapter)