Wang Jinglue has always prided himself on being invincible when he knew his fate, but his invincibility was only because he knew his fate. If he knew his fate, he would only be slaughtered.
"No, I don't believe it."
Wang Jinglue let out a low roar, exerted the strongest telekinesis in his life, and pressed towards Chao Xiaoshu.
Invisible power of thought fell from the sky, like an invisible hill falling from mid-air.
Chao Xiaoshu suddenly felt his body sinking suddenly, and the rainwater accumulated on the bluestone on the ground began to tremble violently, and was pushed out by invisible thoughts, forming a waterless zone with a diameter of one meter.
All the raindrops falling from the night sky above seemed to have turned into extremely sharp knives!
Chao Xiaoshu's feet cracked the bluestone floor, and his whole body seemed to sink into the ground. However, he held the sword in both hands without bending his spine at all.
Countless tiny raindrops fell on him, making a few snapping sounds, and then disappeared in an instant.
The power of mind masters is that they can use their mind power to mobilize the purest vitality between heaven and earth to fight.
All tangible things in the world, or some intangible things, can become weapons for the mind master.
"sucker Punch."
Chao Xiaoshu said a word indifferently, and he jumped up under the pressure, one man and one sword flying towards Wang Jinglue like meteors.
At this time, Chao Xiaoshu looked different. His figure seemed to be integrated with the green steel sword in his hand, indistinguishable from each other.
"not good!"
At this moment, Yan Se, the Talisman Master who was secretly watching the battle, changed his expression.
"When a person in the realm of knowing destiny combines his sword with one, this guy Wang Jinglue can't catch it!"
Yan Se was originally ordered by the King of Tang to secretly escort Chao Xiaoshu.
Unexpectedly, Chao Xiaoshu was so brave that there was no need for him to intervene.
At this time, he started to worry about Wang Jinglue.
Although Wang Jinglue was on the wrong team, he was after all a leader among the younger generation of practitioners in the Tang Dynasty. It could be said that he was a wizard with extraordinary bones and extraordinary talents.
Not surprisingly, it will only be a matter of time before Wang Jinglue becomes a knower of fate.
Even if you break through the knowledge of destiny and become a great practitioner above the five realms, it is not impossible.
There were too few geniuses among the young generation in the Tang Dynasty, so Yan Se cherished talents and planned to save them.
Just when Yan Se took action, Chao Xiaoshu's sword had already shattered the last mental barrier in front of Wang Jinglue.
Wang Jinglue felt a terrifying murderous intention rushing toward him like a tide, making his whole body tremble. He couldn't help but groan, and his body flew backwards.
This force is so powerful that even if his telekinesis comes out in full force, it will be difficult to withstand it.
Seeing that Wang Jinglue was about to die under Chao Xiaoshu's sword, a green light suddenly appeared on his body. The green light was like a sky curtain covering the sky within an inch, and there were countless mysterious runes and triple talismans flowing on it.
The breath of Fu Dao.
Si Dao Alley at night, Chao Xiaoshu looked at the rainwater dancing on the ground in the alley, and looked at the vague "well" formed by the four alleys and the rain.
"Tic Tac Toe Talisman?"
Chao Xiaoshu knew in his heart that it was Yan Se who had taken action, but he did not stop. He wanted to try to see if he could defeat the Talisman Master's methods.
"Twenty-three swords!"
He paused towards Xiaoshu, and the killing sword bloomed.
As soon as the sword came out, the blood froze and the sky darkened, the force was unstoppable. In front of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, everything froze!
Wang Jinglue's eyes widened, and a vision suddenly appeared in front of him, and he felt as if he was in a dark space for an instant.
Chao Xiaoshu's figure became radiant, and his whole body was glowing with golden light, which made people feel dazzling.
Wang Jinglue didn't dare to look directly.
At this moment, Chao Xiaoshu's figure seemed to be completely integrated into the entire space, making people feel that the terrifying murderous aura was spreading everywhere.
Wang Jinglue stood there in a daze, losing his autonomy, as if he couldn't move.
The dazzling sword energy instantly tore apart the invisible, formless and unrestrained talismans that filled the sky, and headed towards Wang Jinglue's facade.
"Keep a man under the sword!"
Yan Se's formation was broken, and he spoke hurriedly in shock.
Unfortunately, he was still a step too late. Wang Jinglue was instantly dismembered by countless sword energies, leaving only stumps and broken arms on the ground.
"Hey, I didn't expect you to have grown to this extent, but you shouldn't have killed him!"
Under the rain curtain, Yan Se walked slowly in tattered clothes, looking at the stumps lying on the ground, feeling quite sorry.
"People always kill murderers. He wants to kill me, why can't I kill him?"
He sheathed his sword towards Xiaoshu. He still respected the guardian of the capital in front of him, Talisman Master Yan Se, but he had his own principles of doing things.
"It's not easy to produce talents in the Tang Dynasty. Wang Jinglue...forget it, everyone is asking for it, so let's not talk about it. But the sword you just struck can actually create a field of its own, and there is no way to achieve it."
Yan Se was not from his mother-in-law. He wanted to keep Wang Jinglue, but he simply cherished his talent. Now that everyone was cold, he naturally could not risk his life with Chao Xiaoshu for a dead man.
If the Shocking God Formation is used, Yan Se can kill Chao Xiaoshu, but Chao Xiaoshu is also a talent of the Tang State, so doing so is not in the interests of the Tang State, so he can only give up!
"Master, great praise!"
He smiled at Xiaoshu, he had a great time in today's battle.
"Okay, we'll kill everyone who deserves to be killed or not. You should go back and rest early. Don't freeze if you get caught in the rain!"
Yan Se waved his hand and turned to leave.
"Master, walk slowly."
He bowed slightly to the small tree, and then walked past the Spring Breeze Pavilion. He still had something to do.
That night, many people died. Changes occurred in various gangs, large and small, in Chang'an City, and the military headquarters was also mobilized.
The power that Prince Li Peiyan had managed for more than ten years was almost completely wiped out tonight. It can be said that he has returned to before liberation.
Not being killed, it was already the brotherhood of Tang Wang Gu Nian!
During the Battle of Chunfeng Pavilion, Chao Xiaoshu became famous all over the world. The death of Wang Jinglue, the invincible man under his command, broke Yan Se's "well" talisman, which was enough to make Chao Xiaoshu famous.
Thirty thousand swords are coming, and the wind is thousands of miles away.
Chen's pen has been polished for eight times, and he should be rewarded as a storyteller.
By the shore of Yanming Lake, willow branches are swaying gently, and the spring breeze is magnificent.
The water of the lake is clear and transparent. There is a small pavilion with green tiles and white walls on the lake. There is a stone bench deep in the flower garden in front of the building. There is an incense burner on the stone table, and the fragrance is lingering.
A peach blossom was in full bloom by the pool, its leaves were stained red like ink, and a peach petal on the branch was as red as blood.
Jiang Fan was sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, holding a book in his hand and looking at the scenery outside the window.
Jiang Fan's current cultivation level is the ninth level of the Mystic Realm of Supernatural Powers, which is equivalent to the sixth level of the Haotian World.
However, it is not difficult for Jiang Fan to leapfrog and kill the seventh level strong man in Haotian World.
However, for a strong man in the eighth realm of Haotian World, Jiang Fan could at best protect himself without using artifacts.
"Lying in a lonely village, I don't feel sorry for myself, I still think about guarding the Luntai for the country."
"I lie down late at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dreams."
Reciting "Wind and Rain on November 4th" by Lu You, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, Jiang Fan looked at the stone bridge in the distance.
There is a person on the bridge, dressed in green clothes, holding a long sword in his arms, with dazzling white teeth. He is the old Chao of Chunfeng Pavilion, Chao Xiaoshu.
After the battle at Chunfeng Pavilion, Chao Xiaoshu became famous all over the world, so he should have been very busy.
But Chao Xiaoshu postponed the gifts and requests from others and came to Bailiu Villa alone.
After walking through the corridor, Chao Xiaoshu bowed his hands to Jiang Fan and said, "Chao Xiaoshu, please give me some advice from Mr. Ziyu!"
Jiang Fan put down the book in his hand, looked at Chao Xiaoshu, and said calmly: "The sky is sunny and the rain has stopped. Chao Xiaoshu, do you think you can do it again?"
"Ha ha."
Chao Xiaoshu couldn't help but smile: "I don't dare, but as a swordsman, I naturally want to see it. A great swordsman's sword cannot see the mountains, how can it go further!"
Jiang Fan understood that it was also a kind of trial to ask Xiaoshu about swordsmanship and come out to see his own swordsmanship.
The way of a swordsman is to seek a breakthrough between life and death. If you don't climb a high mountain, how can you see a more moving scenery?
Jiang Fan did not respond, but said: "I wrote a painting two days ago, how about buying it for you?"
"Young master's calligraphy must be good. I wonder how much the price is?" Chao Xiaoshu asked with a smile.
"A word worth a thousand dollars."
While talking, Jiang Fan took out a kind of copybook and threw it to Chao Xiaoshu.
“With your head raised a thousand hills away, you are roaring in the wind;
We can discuss swords with rivals, but we will never feel the cold at high places."
Chao Xiaoshu took the copybook and unfolded it. As he was reciting, he suddenly felt a strong sword energy coming towards his face.
Concentrating his mind, he looked at the small tree and looked at the font that contained the ethereal sword meaning. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he had entered the realm of the sword.
After a while, Chao Xiaoshu opened his eyes, looked down at his palm, and saw a blood groove in his palm. The blood flowed out slowly, and then slowly dripped to the ground, forming a scarlet color, which looked shocking.
Chao Xiaoshu didn't care, carefully put away the copybook, and said with a smile: "The price is worth it!"