Chapter 440: The Collapse of Fu Xing, the Second Sacrificial Sculpture
Zhang Taiying is gone?
Not to mention a small group from the Zhang family.
The hundreds of forces that attended the dinner all had various shocking reactions.
You must know that in Tiansang County, the status of Tiansang City is that of the first city.
The Zhang family, especially because of Zhang Taiying's existence, has developed vigorously in the past ten years and has risen to the top of the four giants in Tiansang City.
But for a character like this, if you say no, he will be gone?
"Am I dreaming?"
Someone murmured.
Indeed, tonight's dinner gave everyone a shock that was somewhat beyond expectations.
"There is the Su family in the front and the Zhang family in the back?"
"The White Cave hasn't even been opened yet. Has the power fluctuation in Tiansang County reached this point?"
"Oh my God, some time ago, the more than 20 coveted forces in the Challenger League seemed to be carrying out a crazy attack on the remnants of the Su family under the orders of Zhang Mansion."
"But the battle was only half over, and the main messenger...is gone?"
Everyone looked in Xu Xiaoshou's direction with uncertainty.
still……
him?
Is he still this young man?
That sentence "If you want to kill me, you can try".
What was exposed was not only this boy’s absolute confidence, but also the most direct interpretation of Zhang Taiying’s death!
"So, Zhang Taiying transformed into a ghost beast in the city lord's palace and wanted to kill Xu Xiaoshou, but in the end, he was killed by him?" Someone theorized that it came true.
"But that's not right either!"
"If it were Xu Xiaoshou, why would Zhang Taiying bother so much? This is just the middle stage of Yuanting... Well, when did he reach his peak?"
Some people were confused.
How come Xu Xiaoshou's strength has improved even though he hasn't seen him face to face?
Is that human being?
You haven't even passed the late stage of Yuanting Realm, how come you have reached the peak level directly?
Look at this spiritual energy fluctuation aura, still so thick and solid...
"Under suspicion, passive value, +1212."
"Being questioned, passive value, +1212."
For a moment, the information bar filled the screen like crazy.
People who are supposed to let it go at a glance, the more they think about it, the more they feel something is wrong.
"But even if he is at the peak of Yuanting, how can Xu Xiaoshou be Zhang Taiying's opponent?"
"You know, before the senior in red went out, there was already an explosion that destroyed the city lord's palace. At this time, could it be that Xu Xiaoshou is really fighting Zhang Taiying?"
Even though there was a previous conversation between Hong Yi and Fu Yinhong, everyone still didn't believe it.
But right now.
There are various signs that Zhang Taiying's death is definitely related to Xu Xiaoshou.
A guy at the throne level was forced to the point of transforming into a ghost beast by mere innateness, and was then shot to death on the spot by Hong Yi who rushed there in time?
"horrible!"
"Being feared, passive value, +879."
"Be admired, passive value, +646."
…
Su Qianqian held the jade plate in her hand and walked towards Xu Xiaoshou in a daze.
She vaguely remembered that Brother Xiaoshou made a joke when he left the banquet room to go to the... convenience.
"Who knows which one will come first, the accident or tomorrow?"
Later, this guy also cited the absurd example of a meteorite falling from the sky and interrupting the banquet living room challenge on the spot.
At that time, no matter how anxious she was, she couldn't help but be amused and giggle.
Can……
Su Qianqian looked at the five crystal clear and exquisite stones on the plate.
The meteorite is not coming.
But the competition was indeed interrupted.
At that time, I could hardly resist anymore.
But the explosion that shattered the city lord's mansion, let alone the dinner challenge, left everyone in a daze and terrified.
Even the throne of the city lord's palace was disturbed.
These family forces from all over the world are all inferior to Grandmaster Er'er.
How can I have the energy to continue the challenge?
so!
"Did Brother Xiaoshou forcefully kill Zhang Taiying for me, regardless of his own life?"
"This is too risky!"
Have you ever risked your life for others in your life...
Tears of emotion welled up in his eyes.
Su Qianqian couldn't help but wipe it with the back of her hand, and immediately wiped a stain on Tu Hui's face.
With tears wiped off her clothes, which were stained with blood and turned gray by explosions, the little girl came to Xu Xiaoshou.
Xu Xiaoshou was startled, almost thinking that this girl had been taken over by Mu Zixi.
Fortunately, from the striking height and the special title, he could still recognize that this was his sister Su.
"What's going on?"
gratitude?
Not bad, not bad, almost looked like a curse!
But, for no reason, how grateful are you?
What kind of story are you filling in your little head?
"Brother Little Beast..."
Su Qianqian was choked and speechless.
I don’t know why, but as soon as I left the battle, I stood in front of Xu Xiaoshou.
Even though she has become a sword sect, the scene of following Xu Xiaoshou, drinking tea and learning things many years ago will appear involuntarily.
Is this what a safe haven feels like?
It seems that no matter when, as long as Brother Xiaoshou is around, I don't have to worry about too many things.
All you need is to move forward step by step and down to earth.
The thorns ahead will always break before they are overcome.
"Be good, don't cry."
"What's wrong? Did those guys really bully you?"
Xu Xiaoshou stared at the five exquisite stones on the plate.
I thought that if you were successfully bullied, you probably wouldn't still be able to get the "five" amount!
Su Qianqian deliberately gave part of the exquisite stone in her hand to Brother Xiaoshou.
But the Su family is indeed at a critical moment.
These five things, even if they are not used by themselves, can still have excellent effects if placed in other places.
In addition, Brother Xiaoshou also has sixteen exquisite stones.
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly looked back, his eyes were on the bright lights.
…
After Fu Zhi announced Zhang Taiying's affairs, he basically announced the end of the dinner party.
Xu Xiaoshou got everything he wanted and accomplished his set goal.
I wanted to return home with a full load, but suddenly an excited voice rang out from the high platform.
"Wake up, wake up!"
Everyone was attracted at the same time.
However, Fu Xing, who was knocked unconscious by the blast of the furnace without any precautions at that time, had regained consciousness under Shi Ti's care.
"Can I pay?"
Xu Xiaoshou hesitated for a moment, feeling that he had some responsibility for this matter, so he stepped over to take a look at the situation.
"This is……"
Fu Xing regained consciousness from the darkness. When he woke up, he saw several heads in front of him.
Savage, savage, handsome guy, savage...
Um?
wrong!
This is……
Sister, President Shiti, Xu Xiaoshou, Savage...
This, this last savage, how come he looks so familiar, yet so fragmented that I can’t remember the smell of his face?
Fu Xing stared at the savage chief with a look of intense thinking in his eyes.
Fu Zhi watched his son wake up, and he was a little happy at first, but the strong sense of strangeness in this guy's eyes made him angry.
"Yu'er, what are you thinking about?"
As soon as this familiar voice came out, even though it was a little hoarse, Fu Xing still trembled.
"Old, Dad?"
After calling out, he shook his head vigorously.
"Dream, how could dad show up? This guy has been the shopkeeper for so long..."
Fu Zhi's face darkened, but others couldn't tell it at all.
Fu Xing's eyes passed directly over him and landed on Xu Xiaoshou's face.
This dream is so strange.
Why are everyone else so dark that their faces can’t be seen clearly? It’s really suitable for the atmosphere of a dream.
Dudu Xu Xiaoshou, so real?
Is he deeply imprinted in his mind?
"Yes, at that time..."
When Fu Xing thought about blowing up the furnace, he suddenly felt bad.
After moving his body, he released his spiritual thoughts and wanted to check the injuries in the banquet room.
After all, he had personally experienced Xu Xiaoshou's lethality.
But as soon as this spiritual thought came out, he suddenly froze.
"Gone?"
"The banquet room is gone?"
The residual anxious atmosphere in the air, the dust everywhere, the scarred people...
Xu Xiaoshou was really blown to pieces in the banquet hall?
wrong!
The picture transmitted by Ling Nian seems to have gone far beyond the banquet hall?
Could it be that the whole family is gone?
Fu Xing suddenly convulsed.
He turned his spiritual thoughts to the maximum, but even at the maximum, it was still desolate as far as the eye could see.
This dream is a bit too real and scary, right?
"This is where?"
Fu Xing simply didn't believe that this was the city lord's mansion.
After all, no one can blow up the city lord's mansion like this.
But with this casual question, my sister's sad voice came to my ears.
"Home."
Fu Xing was stunned.
Home?
He looked at Fu Yinhong.
Can we have a conversation?
Is this a living person?
He bit the tip of his tongue slightly.
"hiss!"
it hurts.
Looking at Xu Xiaoshou's apologetic eyes again, Fu Xing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he had nothing to say.
When I woke up, my home was gone.
The entire city lord's mansion is gone?
"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."
Xu Xiaoshou had a headache.
It's like this again, I really never thought it would turn out like this!
"Sorry, I didn't mean it."
The payment bank could have afforded it.
After saying this, he suddenly rolled his eyes, straightened his body, and fainted.
"Being feared, passive value, +1."
Pay Zhi: "..."
Everyone looked back at Xu Xiaoshou and remained silent.
Shiti sighed heavily.
He didn't understand why the city lord's mansion was bombed to such an extent, yet Fu Zhi could still act like a normal person and didn't even plan to take any punitive action against Xu Xiaoshou.
If it were him, he would probably think that Danta would be like this.
Even if Mr. Sang comes, he will tear Xu Xiaoshou into pieces!
But this...
"Tolerance is a virtue."
"Generosity is a human quality."
Sure enough, there is no simple one who can achieve the position of the city lord's palace.
You still underestimate yourself when it comes to dealing with it yourself!
"Xu Xiaoshou, please leave first!"
Seeing that no one spoke, Shiti could only wave his hands helplessly.
At this time, the injuries of the patients are obviously more important.
After all, there is more than one payment bank here, and too many people have been treated to wake up. It is estimated that if Xu Xiaoshou takes one more look, he will faint on the spot.
"Oh okay……"
Xu Xiaoshou rubbed the soles of his feet and wanted to help in some way.
It's all because of Zhang Taiying, who triggered some kind of spiritual formation for nothing, and the city lord's mansion was destroyed.
It's all his fault!
"You really don't need my help to do something within my power?" Xu Xiaoshou rubbed his hands and said apologetically.
Everyone on one side froze for a moment, feeling their hearts skip a beat.
To the best of our ability...
"Brother Shou, you'd better leave first. My fool's mind is not very firm. I guess I won't be able to see you in a short time." Fu Zhi said with a stiff face.
"Jiang Zi."
Xu Xiaoshou also knows what kind of psychology these people have. Generally speaking, he has some skills.
In this case, withdraw!
"Little junior sister."
"Um?"
Mu Zixi crouched, watching Fu Xing and other patients on the ground with interest from behind, obviously not wanting to leave this lively and interesting place.
"gone."
Xu Xiaoshou, however, grabbed the little girl's ponytails and walked away.
"Attracting attention, passive value, +1240."
"Cursed, passive value, +1, +1, +1, +1..."
…
Outside the city lord's palace.
It is very far away from Tiansang City.
In the Eighth Palace.
It is sad when the wind and sand blow, and it is frightening and sad when the birds and animals sing.
This is an extremely remote town. Perhaps in the past, this place had its own glory.
But because it is close to the White Cave, and because of the opening of the dimensional space a few years ago, the place is basically cut off from the smell of fireworks.
But at this moment.
This small town, which was supposed to be deserted, actually regained a trace of dust and color.
Different from the farmers at that time, all the passers-by now are spiritual refiners.
The number is quite a lot!
Inside a small inn that has been revitalized.
Lan Xinzi, who was wearing a black dress, and He Yuxing, who was wearing a magic pattern on his face, were sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room.
"how do you feel?"
Lan Xinzi's gaze moved down, away from the magic pattern on He Yuxing's face, and landed on a carving in this guy's hand.
"It can still hold up."
He Yuxing had scarlet lust in his eyes.
He tried his best to endure it and keep his tone calm.
"The 'Sacrificial Falling Diao Pian' is too powerful. The sword intent contained in it is simply not something I can fully comprehend now."
"But even a little bit is enough."
"I feel like I am more than a little bit better at this moment than I was before."
He Yuxing clutched the bronze sculpture in his hand for dear life.
This carving is only the size of the fingernail of your little finger.
But the ability contained within seems to be truly endless and majestic.
Just restraining the trembling of his body would cost him all his strength.
"enough."
Lan Xinzi said indifferently, "Today has reached its peak. If you continue to comprehend, you won't be able to hold it anymore."
She spread her delicate hands and signaled He Yuxing to return the carving to her.
This is something from Zhang Xinxiong.
The two "sacrificial sculptures" owned by the Zhang family were both obtained from the White Grotto.
The big piece should be on Zhang Taiying's body, or hidden somewhere in the Sutra Pavilion.
The little one was naturally handed over to Zhang Xinxiong for enlightenment.
But this thing seems to really only be related to sword intent.
Even if Zhang Taiying gave it to Zhang Xinxiong, this guy wouldn't understand anything.
Looking back at myself and He Yuxing, it seems that they are more destined to this thing.
Especially He Yuxing!
Lan Xinzi admired in her heart.
Even if she gets this "Sacrificial Sculpture" from Zhang Xinxiong, it will be difficult for her to realize too many things.
But what a blessing...
This guy's swordsmanship is terrible.
Sure enough, Su Qianqian's brilliant achievements at such a young age really covered up too many geniuses in the spiritual palace.
At least, given He Yuxing's current state.
I'm afraid that even if Su Qianqian possesses "Tomb Name City Snow", it will be very difficult to resist a sword strike.
After all, in the past few days, the number of strong masters who died directly under He Yuxing's sword just because they tried to provoke him has almost reached double digits.
"Luckily, he sacrificed the fallen sculptures..."
Lan Xinzi used his spiritual energy to hold the carved piece that fell back into his hand, murmuring in his heart.
This combination is your guarantee for entering the White Cave.
Although she didn't know much about the thing in her hand, she also knew that the Zhang family had spent a lot of effort to get it out of the white cave during the last opening.
Although it was only such a small piece, the terrifying sword intent and killing intent inside it made Lan Xinzi suspicious.
This thing is absolutely inseparable from the "Four Swords" that went viral recently.
There are prerequisites.
How could anyone be lucky enough to be such a swordsman?
If you can win the "Four Swords"...
Lan Xinzi's beautiful eyes rolled around, her red lips lifted slightly, and murderous intent bloomed in her eyes.
She thought of how when Zhang Xinxiong died, she had to cry out in fear, just to survive.
This humiliation will be unforgettable for a lifetime!
"Xu Xiaoshou, where are you now?"
"Kill Zhang Xinxiong, and you should also get a spot in the White Cave. Come to the White Cave."
"It's a pity that you didn't get this 'sacrificial sculpture'!"
…
"Huchi, Huchi..."
The snoring in front of him became louder and louder. Lan Xinzi, who was thinking, raised his eyes and saw He Yuxing's scarlet eyes, which had unabashedly fallen on his shoulders.
"What a blessing!"
Thinking of the horror of that day, she stood up and drank in a panic.
At this moment, He Yuxing suddenly trembled, his eyes regained their clarity, and even the magic lines on his face became a little lighter.
Looking at Lan Xinzi's somewhat panicked Yurong, he felt distressed on his face and said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, my mind is still too unstable, and I almost couldn't control the desire... the desire to kill."
Lan Xinzi took a few steps back, sat down on the tea table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then regained some composure.
"You have done a very good job. Not everyone can understand this."
After taking a sip, Lan Xinzi stood up and walked out the door without looking back.
"I'll leave first, you can calm down!"
"I……"
He Yuxing stood up with his sword in hand. He hesitated to speak, but his open hand dropped weakly.
The door slammed shut, He Yuxing's body trembled, and a red light flashed in his eyes.
"Sacrifice fallen sculptures..."
The magic pattern emerged clearly again, and this time not only the face, but also the exposed hands were filled with dark meaning.
"Buzz!"
The sword trembled softly and buzzed with excitement.
It seems that this kind of terrifying murderous intention is a kind of demonic obstacle to people.
For the sword, it is the most perfect nutrient.
Wiping the blade of the sword with his fingers, the muscles on He Yuxing's face twitched slightly unconsciously, revealing a strange and out-of-place smile.
"His Charming, sacrifice the carved pieces, what a good thing!"
…
despair.
despair.
The sound of crisp and melodious footsteps echoed through the inn in a very rhythmic manner.
Lan Xinzi raised her eyebrows.
What happened today?
In the Eighth Palace, which has completely lost the restraints of rules and is full of murder and chaos, there is still such a quiet time?
Looking back.
I saw a woman in a white dress walking slowly up the stairs, walking very elegantly.
Her appearance is very ordinary, but her temperament is extremely extraordinary.
The red sandalwood incense burning quietly on the small copper stove in the right hand seemed to give people a sense of peace and calm even though it was several feet away.
It was as if a noble snow lotus, which should have come from the Tianshan Mountains, grew out of this dark, filthy mire.
The appearance of the woman in the white dress was the source of the complete silence in the inn.
"This person..."
Lan Xinzi frowned.
Somewhat familiar.
When she was still in Tiansang Ling Palace, she seemed to have been seen in the inner courtyard?
However, how come there is such a temperamental person in the inner courtyard that she cannot recall?
and……
"Yin Yang Realm."
Among the thirty-three veterans in the inner courtyard, there are not many women who can reach the yin-yang realm, the second realm of the master!
Except Rao Yinyin, except those few old people who have graduated.
Even myself and He Yuxing have not reached this height!
This just came out...
Who is it again?
"We know each other?"
The moment the black skirt and the white skirt intertwined, Lan Xinzi couldn't help but ask.
The woman in the white dress looks sideways.
A slight smile appeared on his calm face.
It's like seeing a friend you haven't seen for a long time, and you open your teeth slightly to say hello.
But soon, the smile disappeared.
She shook her head indifferently: "You must have recognized the wrong person."
Bowing slightly, the woman squeezed the small copper stove in her hand, looked back and left.
"Bang!"
The room was opened instantly.
He Yuxing rushed out with his sword in hand.
"who?"
He scolded in a low voice, his eyes involuntarily falling on the woman in white dress who was walking away.
Lan Xinzi didn't reply.
Her eyes fell on the girl's left hand, and the dripping blood made her understand the crisp sound she had just heard.
Not only the sound of footsteps, but also the sound of blood dripping on the ground.
Looking towards the first floor.
Dozens of limp male bodies lay scattered across the place.
Lan Xinzi's eyes showed obvious disgust and hatred.
"A bunch of losers dominated by their lower bodies!"
These guys were also talked to when they arrived.
But after He Yuxing killed a few of them with one sword, they calmed down a bit.
Unexpectedly, this time I met this woman and history repeated itself.
But……
"Where is your cultivation?"
Lan Xinzi was shocked to find that these guys, who were supposed to have spiritual powers and celestial phenomena, had completely lost their realm and cultivation at a glance!
"Wasted?"
She wondered aloud.
"No."
He Yuxing squinted his eyes and said, "It's been sealed."
"Also, it seems that these people are still alive. I'm afraid even their souls have been completely suppressed."
"This woman..."
His eyes fell on the previous position of the woman in white dress who had disappeared from the door of the room, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
An inexplicably familiar yet extremely heart-pounding feeling.
Do you know this person?
"Including the woman with violent leg strength that I saw a few days ago..."
"There is no peace in the Eighth Palace." He murmured.
Lan Xinzi took a step aside and looked at him.
"Wouldn't it be better if it wasn't peaceful? This is exactly what we want."
He Yuxing also looked away, his eyes becoming gentle again.