A sudden sword light fell from the sky, making no sound, and the waves on the roadside could only be felt when the sword light fell. At that time, terrifying energy fluctuations rang out from the void above the head.
Sweeping around and spreading in all directions, fierce whirlwinds filled the air. In an area of several tens of feet, the innate warriors quickly retreated from it. In the distance... the battle area of Gai Nie and his team was affected.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
A little careless, he quickly used Shen Nong's Heavenly Hoe to meet him. The Yuan Power he mobilized was only at the sixth level. With the sword's light, Ye Lao was knocked back several steps. Every step he took was a deep footprint.
Branded on the top of the snow mountain.
"Eagle Sword!"
"The power of the entrance?"
"Xuan Qingzi!"
In just a few breaths, without the suppression of Ye Lao's power, Lu Zhenlang suddenly felt the vast kendo pressure in front of him. The black and white Xuanjian had broken through the entrance, and even if he had the "Yellow Stone Heavenly Book", it would still take him a year or two.
With his spiritual sense, he looked at the sword floating in the void with his peripheral vision. The shape was so strange that Lu Zhenlang would never forget the origin and owner of the sword.
It's Xuan Qingzi's eagle sword.
It is rarely used and has always been in the hands of others around them.
Mo Mei wields the edge of defense, blocking the sword energy of black and white Xuanjian and Bagua.
"Xuan Qingzi is really good. Although I haven't fought with him, I can't compete with him."
His energy and blood boiled, and his whole body trembled. He had not yet arrived, and the power sealed on the sword body was so domineering. It was really terrifying. A look of horror flashed across Ye Lao's old face.
For a long time, I have heard a lot about Tianzong Xuan Qingzi. There are rumors from hundreds of schools that his cultivation is as high as the sky. Ye Lao should definitely be not too far from the rumors. Today I took a peek and it is indeed the case.
The body surface was shining with bright mysterious light, and the three elements returned to the body. Just staring at the long sword above his head gave him a rather bad feeling, fearing that he would need to use all his strength to fight against this sword.
On the other hand, just relying on Lu Zhenlang alone may not be enough to compete with Black and White Xuanjian!
"Bagua·Gen comes out like clouds!"
With a low roar, the black and white mysterious light evolved into Tai Chi swordsmanship, the Eight Diagrams rose and fell within it, the universe was up and down, the sword shadows were numerous, the two swords merged into one, and a surging force swept over them, forcing them towards the road pillow waves.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
With his own power, Lu Zhenlang's body surface shone with red mysterious light, holding the Black Eyebrow Sword, his body trembled, his steps staggered, and he retreated towards the rear, unable to stop the crazy and domineering sword energy of Black and White Xuanjian.
"kill!"
Yan Lingji did not give the peasant family and the Mo family more time to react. She shouted softly, and when her spiritual sense reached her, another sword light fell from the eagle sword.
The sword light was like a beam, no strange phenomena appeared, and all things were mixed within it. It was just a steady sword path that emitted a pale golden light and fell straight towards the old farmer.
Among the two, this person is a great threat, and the Mohist Lu Zhenlang is enough to be dealt with by handing him over to Black and White Xuanjian.
"Shennong's hoe."
Just as he did before, when he felt the simple pale golden sword light falling, Ye Lao was shocked all over. He felt an invisible force restraining his body and sealing Sanyuan.
The void in all directions is dominated by the general trend of the field carried by the sword light. The origin trembles, and the seals are pinched with both hands. The front and back of the palms are like hoeing, the hundreds of veins resonate, the Yuan Power is manifested, and a sharp hoe blade flies out to welcome
The falling sword light.
"Bagua·Shocking like thunder!"
Black and white Xuanjian stood in front of him. Without the interference of the farmer, how could the Mohist giant be his opponent? Another whirlwind sword light shone, one sword fell, and the other followed.
Continuous, like waves in the sea, like thunder in the void, violent and continuous.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
Kick! Kick! Kick!
puff!
puff!
This time, the farmer Ye Lao and the Mo family Lu Zhenlang were all repelled by the sword light. Above the void, the sword light mixed with the pure Yang, and the power of one blow was enough to severely damage the entrance.
Ye Lao flew out upside down, and the Shen Nong Tian Hoe collapsed.
Lu Zhenlang even retreated continuously, with the black eyebrows in his hands standing in front of him, and the strong force kept impacting violently.
"Seize the thousand-year snow lotus!"
Watching quietly from a distance, Yan Lingji's face was slightly happy. The young master's blessing on the eagle sword was indeed powerful, and the farmer Ye Lao was directly injured. At that moment, he glanced left and right, and his body transformed into a stream of light and disappeared.
Yingge and others also jumped up.
Ji Yanran and the others also followed.
"Xuan Qingzi!"
"How...how can he have such strength!"
The old man in the flame brocade robe had a solemn expression, his bright eyes fixed on the eagle sword in the void. He was still as simple and unpretentious, but at this moment he was undoubtedly the focus of the scene.
Before the master arrived, the sword energy blessed on it was enough to severely damage the entrance, which undoubtedly showed that Xuan Qingzi's strength was even more unfathomable.
"Sure enough, wouldn't it mean that the thousand-year-old snow lotus would flow into Qin?"
The farmer Ye Lao was injured, but the old man Lieyan didn't take it seriously. He felt it with his spiritual sense. Seeing those people around Xuan Qingzi running towards the thousand-year-old snow lotus guarded by many people, their faces became even more ugly.
In the current general situation of the Xia, Qin's national power and military power have surpassed those of Shandong. Although it does not want to admit it, it does exist. The only thing that is not as good as it is the splendor of hundreds of schools of thought.
The Hundred Schools have never been a weak force. With the strength of a peasant family, they can surpass ordinary vassal states. The same is true for the Mohist Family. The Hundreds of Schools work together to become stronger.
And if the Qin State has many mysterious warriors, coupled with the traps driven by them, it will undoubtedly pose a great threat to the hundreds of families.
"Hahaha, old friend, wait and see, why be anxious."
Guiguzi beside him heard the sound and laughed dumbly.
With his hands behind his back, he looked down at everything in the distance deep in his eyes. As expected, the existing Xuan Guan warrior in the farmhouse was suppressed and even easily killed.
A farmhouse is no longer a farmhouse.
The heritage of the farmhouse goes beyond this.
"Old friend, are you really not ready to take action?"
The old man Lieyan couldn't help but feel anxious when he looked at the people around Xuan Qingzi and the thousand-year-old snow lotus that was about to be taken away by the Qin people.
"Let's see."
Guiguzi shook his head and whispered.
"Ye Lao!"
"Ye Lao!"
"..."
After forcefully accepting the blow from Xuan Qingzi's eagle sword, Ye Lao flew backwards for dozens of feet, his internal organs were traumatized, and drops of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, staining his clothes.
The mysterious light on the body's surface flourished, and he stepped heavily on the top of the mountain. A pit of earth and rocks with a radius of several feet appeared. He stabilized his body and remained motionless. Suddenly, nervous sounds came from all around.
"The farmers are too arrogant and should be suppressed by Tianzong Xuan Qingzi."
The faces of the hundreds of families who had been expelled earlier and were promised not to participate in the fight were filled with leisurely joy. The Millennium Snow Lotus did not belong to a farmer's family, so it just cleared the place.
"Xuan Qingzi's strength is too strong. He didn't even show up, and he suppressed hundreds of families with one sword."
Some people lamented that in the past twenty years, among the hundreds of schools in the Xia Dynasty, the most talented person was Tianzong Xuanqingzi. He was six or seven years old and achieved the transformation into a god. He was only about ten years old when Sanchuan County killed Confucius Zhongshan.
It is said that at that time, the entrance had already been broken into.
Now several years have passed, and I don’t know how strong I am. He rarely takes action. Looking at it today, I am afraid that it is terrifying and unrivaled. Taoist practice has been based on the exquisite principles since ancient times. The stronger the cultivation, the stronger.
Could Xuan Qingzi break into the Hedao level?
Directly chasing after the Taoist Zhuang Zhou nearly a hundred years ago?
Anyway, Baijia thinks this is very possible.
At present, there is no top expert who can truly compete with him among the hundreds of schools. It is because Tianzong Xuan Qingzi has grown too fast. Under normal circumstances, even a true genius can break through to the level of Xuan Qingzi.
, are already extremely amazing.
"It seems that the thousand-year-old snow lotus will fall into Xuan Qingzi's hands again."
Although they don't want the Millennium Snow Lotus to fall into the hands of farmers, but... it is not what they want to fall into the hands of Tianzong Xuanqingzi. It would be better if it falls into their own hands.
"I'm afraid this thousand-year-old snow lotus is useless to Xuan Qingzi."
Some people also said that Xuan Qingzi has never come, and this is most likely the reason.
"It's useless to Xuan Qingzi, but it's useful to Qin King Ying Zheng. I didn't see Gui Gu Ge Nie coming. He is the chief swordsman teacher of the Qin State. The only one who can direct him is Ying Zheng."
"Thousand-year-old snow lotus can be taken by ordinary people to prolong life and keep the appearance forever. It is really a pity."
One person sighed.
"Senior brother, it seems that the Millennium Snow Lotus is going to have a new owner."
Confucian Yang Kuanwen and others never left. The group stood very far away and looked at this place.
Under the eagle sword, Ye Lao was severely injured.
Black and white Xuanjian's swordsmanship is unparalleled. Lu Zhenlang of the Mo family is no match. The two top combat powers are gone, and the other ordinary disciples are no match.
"..., after all, Eagle Sword is not Xuan Qingzi himself."
"As expected, Xuan Qingzi is here in person, and no one in the field can compete with him."
"As I said before, the outcome is difficult to determine until the last moment."
Yang Kuanwen also lamented that he had seen Xuan Qingzi himself. He was indeed an extraordinary person, proficient in hundreds of schools of thought, and profound in principles, not like what was rumored.
As for what my junior brother said, I think it is quite possible. However, from what I know, the farmers are not that weak. With the exception of Qilu, the farmers' strength absolutely dominates Zhuxia.
"The wild old farmer can't even fight against the Eagle Sword, so why are there any variables?"
One junior brother was puzzled.
"Senior brother, could it be that... the old farmer brought that thing out of the farm?"
"Probably...no way. That thing has been passed down for hundreds of years, is it still so powerful?"
It seems that one of the Confucian disciples remembered something. Hundreds of schools of thought have been passed down for hundreds of years, especially for everyone. It is not as simple as it seems. Just like Confucianism, even if there are no Xuan Guan warriors sitting in charge, it is enough to maintain everyone's situation.
It is said that there are also ancient relics passed down in the farmhouse, which are like the "Spring and Autumn Annals" owned by Confucianism and can be regarded as heritage.
Meng Kezi held the book of "Spring and Autumn", and with the body that had just stepped into the entrance, he suppressed the other entrances of Confucianism, controlled the entire Confucian school, and the entrances were perfect. One night, he had a wonderful enlightenment, and soon he broke into the Hedao.
Farmers are not inferior to Confucians, so they naturally have those things.
"Shen Nong's hoe!"
As he spoke, the body of the old farmer in the distance became even more dazzling. With a wave of his hand, a flat dark red wooden box flew out from the group of farmer disciples.
With a strike of his palm, the wooden box split open, revealing the contents inside.
When you come here, you must be fully prepared. Xuan Qingzi, the one from the Yin and Yang family, and everyone from the hundreds of families are ultimately weak in their own strength. With this thing by your side, you should have great confidence.