Chapter 816 Soap robe wax eyes, the ancestor of the red top
Ye Fei's words were interesting. Su Jing laughed and responded without looking back: "I told you when we started chatting that I didn't plan to keep you. Are you tired of saying that? I've already been tired of hearing your bragging.
Now, since we are all tired, let’s break up and have a safe trip.” After saying this, he walked into Linling City.
The shadow monk who was hiding in the dark received a message from Su Jing's mind: If he didn't make any mistakes, he would be let go.
Ye Feixian had no expression on his face. He watched Su Jing enter the city without looking back. A moment later, the Kunlun warrior showed up and carried the city on his back and strode away. No one came to say hello to him again...
"Really let Ye Fei go?" In the cave, the three corpses were puzzled. Their six eyes widened as they looked at Su Jing: "There must be a reason, right?"
"This is the realm of control, not the middle land." Su Jing responded.
It's such a simple reason: this is the world of control.
Liu'er, Zhongtu Ren, and Ye Fei both hate them, but the source of their hatred still comes from Zhiqi's cruelty to the "Tangren". He hates Liu'er more than he hates them, but this one will never happen.
Then, this is the world of controlling people, so how can he cause such harm to controlling people so lightly?
If Ye Fei is a poisonous beast, Su Jing thinks that it would be more interesting to let him out in the world and cause trouble everywhere than to capture and kill him now. As for whether he will also suffer from it... It's not that he is not worried, but'
Worrying about not being able to beat the fun is Su Jing's arrogance.
He is crazy, he knows he may do stupid things, but he is willing to do it.
This madness comes from the Great Sage Jue, Tu Wan Sword, Golden Crow Yang Fire, Jade Dew Golden Wind, or is it just his nature? Su Jing himself doesn't know.
And...does this arrogance also count as an inner demon? Su Jing has never thought about this.
The three corpses sneered at Su Jing's explanation. But they didn't ask any more questions or complain. They twirled their fingers and ignored the bloody Su Qing in her arms: "What's wrong with my son?"
In terms of birth, Su Qing can barely be considered Su Jing's son. Su Jing's son is the son of San Zhi. Lord Nianhua is very happy to be his father.
Su Qing was fine, she just didn't wake up. She had been sleeping soundly since he took away his destiny, with no intention of waking up.
No one has ever experienced such a bizarre thing as the 'Son of Qiankun'. No one can explain the reason. Su Jing did not speak for the time being. Zi Bu Ting took Su Qing from his hand, injected a burst of true energy into his body, and used the secret method of silk silk to deal with it.
The little boy made a careful investigation.
...
Ye Fei frowned. It wasn't until Linling City disappeared for a long time and he was sure that Su Jing was really gone that he sighed, filled with unhappiness. Su Jing hoped that he could harm Yu Ren. Why didn't he want to see it?
"Pigs and dogs fighting", both sides had similar thoughts, so naturally this battle could not be fought, but Ye Fei was still awkward - if he had cultivated himself, he would have thought he was superior and let Su Jing go. The result turned out to be
Let others let you go.
I was not happy to be let go.
By the way, Ye Fei missed his basin of water even more. When he explored the Shura Stream, the strange power of the "small road" in the two realms bloomed. The moment Ye Fei was taken into the Yu Realm, he looked back and saw clearly: Xiao Doudou was holding the basin.
Isolated outside. Although Xiao Doudou tried hard to follow his master, it was a pity that he couldn't do it.
That basin of water. Ye Fei’s thousands of years of practice are all in it!
Fortunately, Ye Fei was reassured by Xiao Doudou's ability and loyalty. Xiao Doudou would take good care of the basin of water, and he could restore his cultivation as long as he returned to Middle Earth.
But how should we go back to China?
If the people in Middle-earth destroy the seal, the two worlds will be connected, and they can come and go freely; but if the seal on the Middle-earth side does not move, the Yujie side can't even see the 'road', so what's the point of talking about the past...
..Just wait with peace of mind. Unable to bear it, Ye Fei sighed again, and then he felt that he sighed too much today.
He took a deep breath and was silent for a moment. When he looked up again, Ye Fei's eyes were tired and helpless. His serious injuries were not changed, his magic power was no longer there, his eyes were 'alive', they were high-spirited, angry and happy: there were pigs everywhere here,
He happens to have a sword in his hand!
Swinging his sword and cutting the wind, Ye Fei set off, his figure floating like smoke, heading towards the depths of the Realm of Controlling People, but the direction he chose was different from Linling City.
Eighty miles later, Ye Fei began to think about horses and eagles again. He relied on the swing of his sword to draw the wind and move forward. No matter how relaxed and smooth the forward movement was, it would still take some effort to move the sword. Ye Fei
Not only was he exhausted, but this place with a radius of hundreds of miles was first swept by hurricanes and then burned by fire. Not to mention the horses, there was not even a single ant left. Fortunately, Su Jing's Yanghuo was quite unique, and the ground was covered by his
After burning, it became radiant and very beautiful. It was a rare scenery. It was a blessing to look at it from left to right. It was boring to go on the road... In the midst of random thoughts, Ye Fei suddenly stopped.
Warning sign.
It's not something discovered by the protective spiritual sense. This vigilance comes from the bottom of my heart. It was an instinct developed when I was hunted by experts after I left the mountain and wandered back to the dangerous wilderness for more than a thousand years.
The surrounding area was peaceful, everything was fine, nothing had changed, only the feeling of the air had changed for Ye Fei.
To Ye Fei's smell, danger has a smell, slightly spicy and choking.
Before he figured out where the warning sign in his heart came from, Ye Fei would not take another step forward. His breathing slowed down, his posture became relaxed, but he held the sword in his hand tighter...
Suddenly there was a series of sword sounds, and two hundred swords gathered into a silver chain, flowing out of Ye Fei's sleeves.
Ye Fei moved his sword.
Ye Fei stared, not angry, but shocked. It wasn't that he was about to draw his sword, it was still an instinctive reaction: during the inspection, the dangerous aura in the air suddenly turned into a needle, piercing him straight.
Deep in his mind, the sword immediately stirred and came out from behind!
Immediately, six figures appeared directly ahead, on the horizon, a hundred miles away.
The six men were wearing red hats and soap robes. Their skin was as dry and cracked as tree bark, and dark red flesh and blood could be vaguely seen under the skin.
Covering the wax, it is completely lifeless and pale.
...
On the outskirts of Beijing, on Fuyu Mountain, the emperor did not return to the palace. He stayed on the top of the mountain. The mirror in the sky had long since disappeared. He was still looking up at the sky blankly, not knowing what he was thinking. I don’t know when,
The majesty and nobility of the emperor have all disappeared. At this moment, he is an old man, a calm and steady man who has ignored his destiny. With a change of temperament, the lord of the world has become a carefree old man who listens to the wind and enjoys the scenery.
The emperor's dignity disappeared, but King Fuyu's expression became more cautious. When he spoke, he no longer used the title of 'Emperor Brother', but used the court title: "Long live...the six people sent by the old man...
It’s almost time for the six ancestors to arrive.”
"We should have arrived, no one can escape." The emperor's voice was light and even a little weak.
...
Ye Fei's figure turned sharply!
He didn't know the origins of the six riders opposite him, but when they appeared, the dangerous atmosphere in the air changed and turned into a smell of death. What's more terrible, this deathly atmosphere was not that of the six red hat riders.
The smell that people give off comes from Ye Fei's own body.
How Qi Qi understood such a simple thing: when they didn't show up, Ye Fei sensed the danger; after they appeared in sight, Ye Fei felt that he was going to die.
Two hundred swords and random cloaks flew up and down as Ye Fei's figure turned. From a distance, a silver light shrouded Ye Fei's body three hundred feet away.
The six riders turned a blind eye to the sword light. They continued on their way, not running or flying. They jumped, and they jumped very strangely: upwards, not forwards. They didn't move from head to knees, only their ankles and feet
Extreme strength. Jump upward slightly, with your feet less than one foot off the ground.
But just like this, the distance between Ye Fei and them suddenly shrunk by half, from a hundred miles away to less than fifty miles away... Put the tablecloth on the table, put the cups and plates, don't pull too hard
The tablecloth. The cups and plates placed on it will also move with the tablecloth and come closer. Just like this, the six red-topped men jumped up. They did not move forward, but when their feet were in the air, the sky above their heads,
The ground beneath their feet rushed away in their direction.
When the feet fall down, everything stops again.
They are in a hurry, but they are not moving forward. The world is rushing towards them. All they need to do is jump. There is no need to use too much force. A jump of seven or eight inches is enough.
Ye Fei blinked his eyes and actually smiled... Arrogant people are never afraid of death, they are only afraid that the person who kills them is not strong enough. Ye Fei started and rushed forward with a long sword. It was more than a hundred miles away. He could survive with only his sword skills.
Unable to hit anyone, he took the initiative to approach.
The six people were indifferent, taking the second jump unhurriedly and even a little sluggishly.
The world suddenly moved forward, Ye Fei shouted coldly, and there was a sudden sound of wind in front of the six riders, and two hundred long swords attacked in front of them.
Look at the large group of sword lights around Ye Fei still flying and flashing... two hundred swords to protect himself and two hundred swords to kill the enemy, a total of four hundred swords?
There are only two hundred swords.
With Ye Fei's current strength, the use of two hundred swords is the limit. The only thing surrounding him is the light of the sword - the light of the sword remains beside him, but the sword loses its color but not its sharpness. He can escape through the air and kill powerful enemies!
The sword was precise and no one missed. Every stab or slash hit the six red-topped killers.
Ye Fei's cultivation is shallow, but his swordsmanship does not require brute force. He borrows wind and air, and all the power on the sword is concentrated on the sharp edge that hits the enemy's vital point. Even with Mo Shiyi's level of cultivation, he can face Ye Feiyi head-on.
The sword will definitely lead to death, but the six charioteers have no intention of evading or resisting the two hundred swords, and let them hit their bodies.
Gold and iron clashed with chaos.
The body was like a dead tree, and not even a single white mark was left after being hit by the sword. Each of the red-topped killers had more than thirty swords, and they were unscathed.
The attack was completely ineffective, but Ye Fei's smile became even brighter. He had already rushed to the six killers, waving his hands to disperse the sword light around him. At the same time, another long sword was in his hand. At this moment, the two hundred swords that hit the leader first had not yet been
Landed.
Ye Fei reaches for his second sword.
Instead of hitting the charioteer in front of him, the sword in his hand hit one of the 'Two Hundred Swords' that had previously been scattered to injure the enemy... there was a sharp crack and a sharp explosion as the two swords clashed.
They shattered at the same time! The two swords jumped into fragments and hit again, shattering more than thirty swords around them. The quenching sound remained the same, and more than thirty swords also exploded into pieces, scattering fragments and then shattering the other swords. In just an instant, the two swords shattered.
A hundred swords turned into sharp fragments.
Thousands of broken swords spun and shattered, but whether they were fired directly or rotated half a circle, more than a thousand broken swords still attacked the red-topped killer: only attack one, and ignore the other five.
The sword is so precise that immortals and Buddhas cannot match it. There are a swarm of broken swords, but each one has its own "belonging": Red Top Yu's skin is like tree bark, with countless cuts. Ye Fei's every sword is inserted directly into the cracks in Yu's skin.
go......
Among the six red-topped warriors, one turned into a bright silver color, and his body was covered with broken swords.
With their feet on the ground, the six riders completed the second jump and stood upright in front of Ye Fei, including the 'silver' one, which was not fallen or broken. However, his expression changed slightly. He slowly tilted his head and covered it with him.
The wax eyes looked at Ye Fei with great interest.
The silver one stayed where he was, while the other five had no intention of helping their companions. They jumped up and continued on their way: it was enough to leave one person behind, and they still had to chase Linling City.