Chapter 26 Let the anger of the dark river sweep everything!
After Xiao Chong finished negotiating with Anhe, he took the Ninth Prince Xiao Jingxia on his way home.
"You are too impulsive. If you have a relationship with the underground river, you must be more unlucky than lucky."
"I was wrong, Brother Emperor," Xiao Jingxia lowered his head, "I beg Brother Emperor to forgive me."
Xiao Chong's tone was gentle, as if he had never been angry:
"I don't mean to blame you. You want to help me ascend to the throne, and I hope that when that day comes, you can stand by my side safe and sound.
So, don't take any chances."
Xiao Jamxia nodded heavily.
Suddenly, a carrier pigeon landed outside the carriage window. The boy quickly opened the letter, scanned it and reported to Xiao Chong:
"Your Highness, the letter says that your Majesty has finished his mission to the Western Regions and is on his way back from Tianqi."
Xiao Chong immediately ordered:
"Speed up and return to Tianqi. We will return to the city seven days before my father."
He understood that even if his father was away, this world would still belong to his father.
The child burned the letter and saw the black smoke rising into the sky. He couldn't help but think of the Star Luo Yueying Pavilion.
he asked:
"Anhe, can this kill Xue Yue Sword Immortal?"
Xiao Chong sighed slightly:
"The three elders of the Tang Sect, the two patriarchs of Anhe, and the terrifying patriarch,
With such a lineup, even Xueyue Sword Immortal has no chance of survival...unless the gods come to save him."
Anhe is serious, he and Xue Yuecheng have completely broken up with each other, and they are determined to overturn the situation in the world!
...
At Luo Lei Mountain, where Li Hanyi was planned to be killed, a carriage slowly drove away from the trail.
In the carriage, Su Hongxi and Su Ziyi looked sad and angry, with tears in their eyes:
"Chang Li is dead...killed by the Qingmu Sword Immortal at the Sword Heart Tomb."
"I must take revenge. That boy in red, Sword Immortal Aoki, wants them to die!"
Behind the two people, everyone came from nowhere and put their palms on their shoulders:
"There is no need to cry when someone dies in the underground river. Chang Li killed more than 200 lives in his life, and he only died of one. He made money no matter what, so let him be buried here."
Su Hongxi looked sad:
"I want him to go back to the Dark River."
"There is a lifeless river in Luolei Mountain. If you throw Changli into it, he will drift away to the underground river," the elder said calmly, neither sad nor happy.
Su Ziyi clenched her fists and clenched her fists fiercely:
"Hmph, we must avenge this!"
Everyone suddenly retracted their hands and said in a cold tone:
"Okay, then kill all the Lei Family Fort, kill all the Xueyue City, and slaughter all the Jianxin Tomb, so that only our Su family is left in the world!"
As soon as these words came out, Su Hongxi and Su Ziyi both looked stunned, and looked at the heads of the family with more surprise.
Everyone then spoke:
"You must know that I am not only the head of the Anhe family, but also the Su family. My real name is Su Changhe!"
"Changli is my younger brother, and the resentment in my heart is no worse than anyone else's!"
The patriarch said in a deep tone:
"Qingmu Sword Immortal killed Chang Li and the Su family, which is a deadly enemy. I want him to betray all his relatives and become homeless. I want him to have no relatives and feel deep sorrow!"
"Let the wrath of the dark river sweep over everything!"
When the words fell, the figures of everyone's parents had disappeared, leaving only the sound of grief and indignation echoing in the air.
...
At the same time, a white silhouette ran across the Luo Lei Mountain.
It was Li Hanyi who was chased here by the third elder of the Tang family.
In a pavilion, the heads of the Su and Xie families - Su Muyu and Xie Qidao - were waiting quietly for a long time.
The latter took a swig of wine:
"You are about to draw a sword against your old friend. Don't you feel good about it?"
"The river does not cross the snow, and the darkness does not reflect the moon. We are just two people," Su Muyu said in a cold tone.
Xie Qidao turned his head, looked at the figure getting closer and closer, stood up and walked out of the pavilion:
"It's said that Beili uses a sword and Nanjue uses a knife. Today I am going to show those idiots a lesson by thanking Qida!"
After saying that, he charged suddenly, raised the sword with both hands angrily, roared in his chest, and slashed at the old sword fairy.
Li Hanyi's eyes flashed, and the iron horse Binghe was unsheathed!
The blades of the knives touched each other, and the cold air spread freely.
Xie Qidao grinned:
"What an iron horse, Binghe! Give me a knife!"
He suddenly took three steps back, took another five steps forward, and swung out his sword.
Li Hanyi’s eyes were unkind:
"Anhe and Xueyue City are completely at odds with each other, so let's die!"
Cut out with one sword and meet the big sword directly!
"Ding--"
After one blow, Xie Qidao retreated six steps and Li Hanyi took three steps back. The former roared and attacked again.
The power of his sword increased sharply, and with a "dang" sound, Li Hanyi was knocked back several meters. On the other hand, Xie Qida did not move at all.
Without giving Li Hanyi a chance to breathe, the third and fourth blows came one after another, each one stronger than the last, forcing her to retreat in succession.
The reason why Xie Qidao is called Qidao is because it only takes seven swords to kill.
After seven sword blows, there are only dead souls in front of me.
"drink!"
There were two "ding-dong" sounds, the fifth and sixth swords struck, and the two pavilions were destroyed by the sword.
Li Hanyi was forced into a corner, and his sword intent suddenly exploded:
"Sword rises!"
The cold air is unbridled, radiating to the fourteen states, like a sword shaking Kunlun.
Xie Qidao could not retreat. He was infected by the cold air, and the hand holding the knife almost lost all feeling:
"I still have one last sword, the God of Death!"
Just as he was about to draw his sword, Su Muyu suddenly stood in front of him:
"Uncle Xie, I'll come."
After years of cooperation, Su Muyu knows what he needs most now.
The latter understood, immediately retreated and crossed his legs, using the Xie family's mental method of "concentrating the momentum", accumulating all his strength in the last sword, preparing to kill the god.
Su Muyu looked at Li Hanyi:
"Second City Lord, long time no see."
"The ghost with the umbrella," Li Hanyi looked back with the same cold eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, three black shadows followed and surrounded Li Hanyi from the front and back.
"Haha, Anhe and Tangmen join forces, it's really new."
"Huh? Do you recognize it?" came an old voice.
After chasing for so long, Li Hanyi had already noticed it, and she sighed:
"Elders of the same generation as Mr. Tang, Tang Yin, Tang Splitting, Tang Yueluo... It's a pity that they will all die here today."
"Arrogant!"
The three elders of the Tang family shouted angrily. Before they could finish their words, the hidden weapon had arrived.
The King of Hell's Tie, the Dragon's Beard Needle, and Zhu Yan's Tears, the three Tang Sect's top hidden weapons shot out.
At the same time, Su Muyu shook his umbrella, and the eighteen sword array appeared.
"When the sword rises, the moon sets and the flowers bloom in the morning!"
Li Hanyi floats up, steps on the flowers independently, rolls up the half-mountain flowers with one sword, and monopolizes the spring fragrance on one peak.
This sword is a beautiful sword that shows its murderous intent.
The flowers rose and fell, the sword intent was like a tide, and the Tang family's hidden weapons and eighteen sword formations were all blown away.
Su Muyu protected himself with his sword. With a flick of his left hand, the sword formation started again. Seventeen flying swords all stabbed at Li Hanyi. The rainbow in his hand made up for his strength, leaving no way for him to retreat. It was a killing sword.
At the same time, the three elders of the Tang Sect threw out three unique hidden weapons, which gathered like lotus and scattered into blades - Buddha's Furious Tang Lotus.
One lotus with twenty-one blades and three lotus with sixty-three blades blocked Li Hanyi's retreat, making it inevitable.
By chance, Xie Qidao, who was 'concentrating', suddenly opened his eyes and slashed towards Li Hanyi:
"The sword of the Sword Immortal is uploaded to the sky, and I hold the sword and am called the God of Killing, specializing in killing people in the sky!"
The seventh sword - the god of death!
The five of them all came up with certain killing methods and formed a death formation, a death formation that was enough to kill the Sword Immortal!
But Li Hanyi is the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, the one who shook Kunlun with one sword and shattered centuries-old icebergs.
The more desperate you are, the more powerful your sword is to open the sky.
Facing the death formation, she relaxed her mind, the iron horse of the ice river hung on her face, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised as if she was thinking of something.
she smiled,
In an instant, time seemed to freeze, the eighteen sword formations suddenly stagnated, the angry Tang lotus floated like clouds, and the killing god's sword also stagnated.
Only the iron horse Binghe dances like a sword, sharp and swift.
With this sword, Li Hanyi seemed to have entered the legendary realm, his thoughts were flying, and he was flying in the sky...
Seeing Lei Wujie, he drove his horse and rushed to Leijiabao.
Seeing Sikong Changfeng drinking wine, he stood with his gun stationed.
I saw Zhao Yuzhen eating peaches and secretly drinking wine.
He saw Fang Ping stepping onto the Jian River and rushing towards him.