Chapter 134 Lihun vs Chaos Destruction of All Things
The wind of apocalypse seems to be dead.
They lay heavily on the ground, motionless and silent, and the chill they emitted made people shiver unconsciously, as if deep winter had arrived early.
Li Changqing and nine hundred tiger warriors stood at the gate of the palace together with Lan Yuehou. They wanted to prevent Luo Qingyang from breaking into the palace and killing people, causing irreparable losses.
Lan Yuehou said:
"Apocalypse fell with this sword."
Li Changqing had cold sweat on his forehead:
"Before the Shenyou Sword was released, it suppressed the energy of the entire city... Lord Marquis, will Apocalypse happen?"
"Who knows?" Lan Yuehou didn't know what he was thinking.
At the same time, Jiu Ge took another step forward.
"Squeak——!"
The surrounding teahouses seemed to be under heavy pressure, and they let out overwhelmed screams. Even the sword tablets that Fang Ping inserted in Tianqi vibrated together, as if they were resisting something.
"Zheng——"
A crisp tremor came out, and nine songs came out three inches.
Luo Qingyang continued to accumulate sword power, and a sense of desolation filled the city. Everyone was inexplicably palpitating, feeling like they wanted to cry without knowing why.
"This sword gift soul is a gift given back to you!"
In an instant, the Jiu Ge sword scabbard disappeared, and the sleeve-length sword flashed coldly. Luo Qingyang flicked his wrist and slashed at Fang Ping with a sword at extremely terrifying speed.
A sense of sadness ripples across heaven and earth:
"When the ceremony is completed, the drums are played, and the ballet is passed on to the dancers; the young girls are encouraged to show their beauty; the spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums will last forever and will last forever."
"Nine songs, ritual soul!"
This sword was lightless and silent, with only a white line approaching rapidly, like the first ray of sword energy struck by a beginner swordsman.
But Fang Ping saw that the air on the left side of the white line was turbulent like a vortex, but on the right side it was dead and gray, like the end of a windless sea.
Lihun cut the space with a sword.
Almost at the same time, Fang Ping Long Yuan turned around and picked a sword flower:
"The Twelve Swords of Xuanyin - All Things Are Destroyed in Chaos"
Lihun's sword tore apart space, which was the ultimate attack, and Xuanyin's twelfth sword was the sword of madness that shattered everything and destroyed everything.
In the teahouse, Xie Xuan and Ji Ruofeng were shocked at the same time:
"Quickly retreat!!"
In the building where the Red King was, the eunuch Jin Xuan didn't say anything. He held Xiao Yu in one hand and ran towards the distance. Long Xie reacted and hurriedly followed.
At the reminder of Yan Zhantian and Wushuang, King Bai also left the sword-asking scene and rushed out quickly.
Everyone no longer had the leisure to look at the sword, and tried their best to run away to avoid being affected.
But how fast did the two Shenyouxuanjing draw their swords? How much time did they have to escape?
No.
There is not even a moment of time.
They had just jumped out of the pavilion, and before they had time to raise their eyes and look into the distance, a terrifying sword intent suddenly appeared behind them.
The ritual soul is a thread in the sky, and the mysterious yin stirs up the chaos.
The former is extremely sharp, cutting through layers of Xuanyin sword energy, while the latter is churning like a demon, constantly destroying the ritual soul.
"Buzz——"
"Zheng——"
The world's most powerful swords clashed, and the impact rippled in circles, affecting the entire Apocalypse City. The sky turned bright red, the sun flashed brightly and darkly, creating a scene of chaos.
The closest ones, Lei Wujie, Xiao Se, Tang Lian, Xiao Chong, Jin Xuan and others, fainted in less than three seconds.
Fortunately, the people were evacuated and there were no large casualties.
In addition, the Imperial Master had already anticipated this and took Fei Xuan and Zi Tong to set up formations in the city to offset most of the aftermath for the people of Tianqi.
Even so, people still feel uncomfortable, dizzy, tinnitus, and limbs weak...
At this moment, the entire Apocalypse came to a standstill.
"Master, the swordsman is so powerful, why don't you let me learn the sword too?" Zi Tong looked at the white-haired old man.
The latter smiled lovingly:
"Because your master doesn't know how to do it."
"Then why doesn't Master learn to sword?"
"Because your master doesn't know how to do it either."
"Then Master..."
"Okay, don't ask anymore," Qi Tianchen interrupted, "We are the heirs of the Taoism and have our own path to follow.
"Zitong, you have to understand that it's not the swordsman who is powerful, but the person who uses the sword.
"Even if he gives up swordsmanship and escapes into a Taoist sect to practice Taoism, he can still be called an 'immortal'. This is where his talent lies."
Xiao Daotong blinked:
"Master, do I have any talent?"
"certainly."
Qi Tianchen looked up, looked at the center of the two ultimate sword intents, and sighed:
"Hurry up, the formation is about to break..."
Fortunately for the warriors, although this kind of aftermath is terrifying, it will not kill them, but ordinary people in Tianqi cannot do this.
If the formation is broken, Tianqi may destroy the city.
...
In the field, the earth was lifted up layer by layer, forming a huge annular pit, and all surrounding buildings were annihilated.
Luo Qingyang had reached his limit, and the Jiu Ge in his hand was shaking. The new injuries were added to the old ones, and his body was on the verge of collapse. He didn't even have the strength to stand, so he had to kneel and hold the sword.
On the other hand, Fang Ping still had a calm expression on his face, his breathing was extremely steady, and he didn't feel any fatigue at all.
"There is still a gap in the profound realm, not to mention that you are weaker than me?"
Luo Qingyang refused to accept it, knelt down and said angrily:
"With the same sword and one person, I am not weaker than you!"
Fang Ping's 'All Things Chaos Destruction' advanced, and Li Hun was forced back. Luo Qingyang held Jiu Ge in both hands, and was forcefully pushed away by an invisible force, dragging two bloody marks on his knees on the ground.
Jiuge trembled and made strange noises, as if it was about to break.
Fang Ping looked indifferent:
"Why reality?"
The chaos of Xuanyin suddenly moved forward, and Luo Qingyang suddenly felt the world spinning. The whispers of evil spirits appeared in his ears, like the songs of angels. The fire of hell appeared in front of his eyes, and he saw the majestic palace of immortals.
In the blink of an eye, I saw the saint in white killing people with human bones, and I saw the evil demon preaching the justice of the human race...
Luo Qingyang only felt absurd and chaotic.
Suddenly, he suddenly woke up, all hallucinations and auditory hallucinations dissipated, his hair was soaked in cold sweat, and he felt afraid:
"I actually fell into the power of his sword..."
In fact, it was almost the same. The ritual soul was pressed three meters in front of him, and everything was swallowed up by chaos.
Suddenly, another angelic sound came into my ears. It was definitely not an auditory hallucination, and it was also very familiar:
"Brother, I'm here."
Luo Qingyang raised his eyes and saw the man he thought about day and night, standing on the pavilion a thousand meters away with a smile.
She is very far away, and it stands to reason that the sound will not travel that far, but she is Yi Wenjun, the empress Xuan Fei who can confuse the sound.
But she was supposed to be in the harem, so why did she appear here?
Yi Wenjun's voice came from the distance:
"No one can stop me anymore. Of course I want to come out and see my senior brother."
Yi Wenjun is the leader of the Shadow Sect and the daughter of Yi Bu. She has a brother-sister relationship with Luo Qingyang. She is very powerful and can reach the realm of freedom.
Previously, I couldn't get out of the harem because there were many high-ranking officials watching me, such as the five chief eunuchs, Hu Benlang, and the imperial guards.
Nowadays, Tianqi is in chaos, and only Jinxuan and Jinxian are left among the five great eunuchs. The former is in the center of the chaos, while the latter doesn't know what's going on outside the window.
Huben Lang and the imperial army were shocked by the aftermath of the fugue, and had no time to worry too much.
"Senior brother, take me away," Yi Wenjun smiled charmingly.
The corners of Luo Qingyang's mouth raised:
"good."
In just three words, Luo Qingyang's mentality was changed, a light flashed in his eyes, and Jiuge stopped trembling.