Chapter 441: Fire Charm Consummation (Big Chapter)
The extremely dark and cold sword energy spread across the void, and the soft and unparalleled flames spread across the sky and the earth, colliding with each other, and the extremely dull movements swirled around, the body movements moved, and the colorful mysterious light swayed.
Carefree in the wind, swaying in the air, the spiritual sense spreads, Yan Lingji can't help pinching the seals with both hands, and the flames evolve to attack the general trend. Although the sword-wielding woman in front of her has also reached the realm of transformation, she has just broken through.
Among them, compared with myself, there is a huge difference.
The only thing that made me look at him was the famous sword that exuded a chilly aura. I heard the young master say that it was Mo Xie's sword that had been famous among the Xia for hundreds of years.
Double the attack.
However, there is only a mere Mo Xie's Sword, and it is not his turn to be afraid. He performs extremely fast movements. Although it is not the Taoist "Wind Control" mystical skill, it still has some of its essence. The soft light of the fire charm ripples all over his body, and he can sense it.
The other party's expression became more and more angry, and his charming face became more and more smiling.
"Junior sister, stop it quickly."
On the edge of the field in front of the formal hall below, Canjian holding the Sword of the General was whispering. This is the Little Saint Xian Manor. Taking action rashly has broken the rules. Moreover, this charming woman is also someone who is close to Tianzong Xuanqingzi.
If you win, there is no guarantee that the other party will show up!
If you lose the fight, you will lose face even more!
If we stop now, there will always be room for relaxation, otherwise, we will be in trouble next time. I quickly glanced left and right, and found that many Confucian disciples had already stayed away and were looking at this place from a distance.
"Brother, I can't kill Zong Xuanqingzi that day, but I will kill him today to avenge my father!"
The whole body is shrouded in white mysterious light, blessed by a cold aura, and Mo Xie's sword in his hand is glowing with sword light. He studied under Xingcheng Library and also has a good inheritance. He holds the sword to face the enemy without fear.
After hearing the words of the senior brother below, Zhao Feixue frowned, and in the depths of his dark eyes, that ray of spiritual light kept shaking, and wisps of fiery red light collided with it and were compatible with it.
With a stern voice, the momentum all over his body became stronger, and the sword energy swayed more domineeringly, but the strange flames in his eyes also became more intense, and the fire charm that enveloped this area unknowingly broke through its protective body.
The mysterious light penetrates into his body.
"Why do you want to attack the young master?"
"With this Moye Sword!"
The yin and yang are boundless, the Tao method is natural, and the fire charm technique is activated by the method of supreme tranquility. My body is extraordinary. It would be fine if my opponent is as pervasive as the young master, but this person is filled with anger and his whole body is full of weaknesses.
As the power of the Fire Charm Technique entered the opponent's body, Yan Lingji's moving figure stopped for an instant. She waved her hand, and the next moment, the Mo Xie's Sword that was originally held tightly in Zhao Feixue's hand turned into a stream of light and fell.
in hand.
The palm of her hand, as white as jade, struck out in the air, and the man was violently pushed back. His body movements were disordered and his body staggered. If her senior brother had not protected him, he would have collapsed on the ground long ago.
"puff!"
However, Can Jian had just taken a step forward and caught the knocked back body of the junior sister with both hands. Before he could take a closer look at the injuries of the junior sister, he was immediately greeted by a brutal palm from the junior sister on the chest.
"Witch, please accept your fate!"
Zhao Feixue, who was defeated by Yan Lingji, his eyes emitted a rich flame light. He jumped up and struck a powerful blow. Although he did not have a sword in his hand, as a warrior who transformed into a god, he struck the remaining sword away with a surprise strike and landed heavily on ten people.
On the hard ground about ten feet away.
Looking at the broken sword that fell on the ground, Zhao Feixue moved again, the mysterious skills in his body were running extremely fast, and his palm skills were continuously shrouded in the broken sword. The power was huge, and before a palm fell, a cold palm wind
The brocade robe on Can Jian's body has been torn.
Peng!
The dull sound started again. Although Can Jian didn't know what happened to the junior sister, it was obvious that something was wrong with the junior sister now. He quickly moved away, and a dent about a square foot wide had appeared in the original position.
"Junior sister, it's me!"
"What’s wrong with you?"
Holding the sword of the general, he kept moving around the wide space in front of the hall, constantly avoiding the attacks of the junior sister. His spiritual sense surged, and he looked at the powerful mysterious light undulating on the junior sister's body, and felt that the junior sister looked a little confused at the moment.
He roared again, forced down the injury caused by his junior sister's palm earlier, frowned, and then, while hiding, he looked around, his eyes fell on Yan Lingji who was shrouded in fiery red light not far away, and she quietly seemed to understand
Realized something.
"To confuse people's minds, fire charm!"
"I didn't expect that the girl's fire magic has reached such a level. It was wrong for my junior sister to take action rashly earlier. Can Jian apologizes on behalf of my junior sister here and hopes that the girl will not argue with my junior sister."
The junior sister's eyes were dim and she was staring at herself as that seductive woman. She was obviously confused. The only one in the field who could do this was the Baiyue woman. With her cultivation at the same level of god transformation, she was much better than the junior sister.
Yes.
He raised his hands and pushed horizontally with his palms to push the junior sister back. He jumped up and ran to Yan Lingji. He bowed and bowed her hands in a salute. The junior sister was defeated. She still lost her face today. Even if she took action herself, she was not sure.
The master was killed and the pillars of the Xingcheng Library disappeared. It would be a big mistake to harm the Little Saint Xian Manor. Holding a sword and saluting, the rules are very good. As long as the secret of Canglong Qisu can be found in the library, everything in front of him will be
It's nothing.
"The slaves are barbarians and lowly people from Baiyue. How can I be treated as a courtesy by you?"
Yan Lingji holds Mo Xie's Sword in one hand, with a soft and mysterious light looming all over her body. Her beautiful eyes carefully examine the azure blue sword in her hand. The autumn water is like light, and the sky is clear and the sun is scorching at any time, but she can still feel the coolness from the sword body.
With a wave of his hand, a sword energy of extreme cold and yin was swayed, and the mysterious light in his body reversed, and the same wisps of yin and cold mysterious light spread. Feeling this, his beautiful eyes lit up, it was indeed Zhu Xia's famous sword according to rumors.
Glancing at the broken sword in front of her with a salute, Yan Lingji didn't care at all. If the two men had joined forces with Mo Xie before, she might still be afraid, but now that Mo Xie is in her hands, everything is under control.
"I like this Moxie sword very much."
The power of the Fire Charm Technique has not been reduced. Not far away, the mentally controlled Zhao Feixue continues to attack the broken sword with force, swaying in a charming manner, holding the sword back in its sheath and watching the show.
Since the young master did not give any orders, it means that everything is fine, and besides, he did not cause all the troubles. Due to emotions and reasons, he owns everything in the little sage's manor.
"Fu Nian, go ahead."
Hearing Yan Lingji's words, Broken Sword looked a little ugly. He held Ganjiang's palm tightly. If this place hadn't been the Little Sage Village, he would have fought with the opponent brazenly. Just as he was about to think about other things, the powerful attack of the junior sister next to him was coming.
This presence.
I had no choice but to move and dodge again.
At the same time, on the other side of the Hall of Ceremony, the head of Confucianism, Gong Duzi, Xun Kuang, Fu Nian and others were living in another hall of benevolence. Feeling the vibration of the vitality between heaven and earth, wisps of keen spiritual senses suddenly spread.
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Picture after picture in front of the formal hall circulated and entered the depths of everyone's minds. Looking from a distance, the two people in the Xingcheng Library were fighting with the woman next to Tianzong Xuan Qingzi.
Seeing this, Gong Duzi and others looked at each other and felt that it was quite difficult. For several days, the scene in front of them was exactly what they tried their best to avoid, but it still happened today.
Originally, he wanted to separate the two of them at the beginning of the battle, but then he felt that it was inappropriate. If this was done, Tianzong Xuan Qingzi obviously felt that Xiaoshengxianzhuang was partial to her, which would be detrimental to the overall situation of Confucianism in the future.
But it would not be appropriate not to interfere. Zhao Guoxingcheng Library is also an extremely important branch of Confucianism, and their descendants are also equivalent to the descendants of Confucianism. If Can Jian and the two lose their face, it also means that Confucianism will lose its face.
Watching the changes in the situation quietly, Zhao Feixue of Xingcheng Library was defeated by the charming woman, and was hit by the fire charm, taking away Mo Xie's sword. Immediately, the Confucian Gongduzi glanced at Fu Nian beside him.
Fu Nian bowed in response, turned around and left.
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"My Confucian Fu Nian, please ask the girl to stop for now for the sake of Xiaoshengxian Manor."
Standing with her hair tied up in the Chaoyang Crown, she wears bright yellow and brown brocade robes, and wears boots of benevolence. Her face is square, and a vast mysterious light looms all over her body, resisting the fire charm of the void and heaven and earth. Starting from about ten feet away, she can already feel the extreme
big pressure
No wonder even the god-transforming warriors like Miss Fei Xue were caught in the attack. They bowed and said loudly, looking at the two people from the Xingcheng Library who were still fighting in a melee not far away. When the matter has reached this level, it should be over.
"Even if the Confucian Mr. Fu Nian comes forward, even if it means the face of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, how can the slave family not give it to him?"
"However, if there is a next time, Confucians should know the consequences."
With a sweet voice and a silver bell laughing happily, he was playing with Mo Xie's sword in his hand. With a thought, the aura of fire between heaven and earth dissipated, and the eyes of Zhao Feixue, who was being controlled not far away, suddenly became clear.
As soon as the words fell, the mysterious light surrounding Yan Lingji also disappeared. The wind blew under her feet, and her graceful figure moved directly into the formal hall in front, leaving behind the gentle feeling of void that had not dissipated.
Word.
"Junior sister."
"Are you okay?"
Can Jian, who was feeling extremely aggrieved, didn't feel anything when Confucian Fu Nian came forward. He just protected his junior sister and tried his best to dodge, hoping that his junior sister could break free from the shackles and regain her mind.
The spiritual sense sensed that the charming girl had disappeared. The junior sister in front of her with messy hair and an angry expression finally appeared in her eyes. The power of the rich mysterious light on her body was not visible. She stood quietly on the field, her hands still looming.
Cutting style.
"Brother!"
"I was useless. Not only could I not kill Zong Xuanqingzi that day, I couldn't even defeat a little maid next to him. Mo Xie's sword was also taken away. I feel sorry for my father. I couldn't even see my father without words the next day."
My mind recovered, and all the previous events quickly flashed through the depths of my mind. Although my mind was controlled, everything was still perceptible. After a few breaths, tears were shining in those bright eyes, and the heroic face was full of decay.
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The whole person seemed to have lost all energy and energy in an instant, and collapsed on the ground. His whole body was shaking, and his clothes were stained with tears. Looking at Senior Brother Can Jian who was standing near him, he felt even more sad and angry.
"Junior sister, I don't blame you, it's all senior brother's fault."
Can Jian's expression was gloomy. He knelt down on the ground and looked at the tearful junior sister in front of him. The veins in the palm of his hand holding the general were bulging. If the enemy was not too strong, why would he be like this?
Master was killed by Tianzong Xuan Qingzi, how could he not want revenge!
He whispered in response, silently. After a few breaths, wisps of mysterious light spread all over his body, and wisps of black and red blood flowed unconsciously from the corners of his mouth, which were injuries caused by previous pressure.
"You two, please go to the attic to rest for a while first. Fire charm can confuse people's minds. If you can't clear away the power of fire charm in time, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to your practice in the future."
Fu Nian did not think of the charming woman simply leaving for a moment, but even so, it couldn't be better. He turned his body slightly and walked to Can Jian and Feixue's side. He bowed his hands and bowed loudly.
Little Shengxian Manor is also helpless about what happened today.
There is only this that can be done. Facing Tianzong Xuanqingzi, Zhao Zhen Daxia, Sword Master Cao Qiudao, Mohist giant, and Wei Guo Zhaojianzhai are all dead. Unless they break through the entrance, it will be useless.
"Thank you, Mr. Fu Nian, for your intervention today. Junior sister was reckless, disrespectful to Confucianism, and disrespectful to guests. It is our fault."
"Even so, Can Jian and Junior Sister take the first step. At this time, it is still important to gain something in the library. We also hope that the Confucian family will give you a lot of help. Xingcheng Library is grateful!"
No longer suppressing the injury, there was a constant groan in the body. Sensing Fu Nian's approach, Can Jian quickly stood up with a trembling sword, bowed to Fu Nian, and said with a little shame. Although he was dissatisfied with the Confucian's slowness in taking action today,
It's their fault.
Immediately, he helped the junior sister who was in despair and crying to her feet, bowed deeply to Fu Nian again, turned her head slightly, and looked towards the towering library in the distance, where was their last hope.
"Don't worry, you two, Confucianism will send more manpower again."
Fu Nian returned the greeting and waved to summon the two Confucian waiters. He followed Can Jian's gaze and nodded without saying anything. If the secret of Canglong Qisu was really found, it would be a good thing for Confucianism.
"Thank you!"
Can Jian nodded and responded without saying anything. Under the attention of the Confucian disciples around him, he quietly helped his junior sister leave the venue and walked towards the guest loft in the distance.
Seeing Can Jian and the two disappear from the depths of his eyes, Fu Nian also shook his head. Miss Feixue acted too recklessly today, and it was a small matter for Confucian Little Saint Xian Manor to lose face. The key was the attitude of Zong Xuan Qingzi that day.
Judging from the behavior of the charming maid beside him, it is impossible to say that Xuan Qingzi does not care. If he does, it is impossible to say that the charming woman left directly. He is about to take over as the head of the Confucian family. Faced with such things, it is also
Extremely troublesome.
He slightly adjusted his clothes with his hands and looked at the many Confucian disciples around him who had once again gathered under the "Recruitment Order". This could be regarded as a compromise by Confucianism. Otherwise, Xuan Qingzi would not have been able to gather Confucian heroes like this.
Zhang Cang, who was sitting down with Uncle Xun Kuang, had already agreed. He didn't know how many Confucian disciples would enter Qin this time.
Take a step forward and walk into the formal hall. What happened before happened in Confucianism. Regardless of emotion or reason, you have to step in to deal with the aftermath. Now, before the general trend of the world is revealed, there are already such complicated things, and I don’t know how to deal with them.