If you can't be a son-in-law, you have to be sanctified

Chapter 214 Domineering Sword Intent, the Knight Swings His Sword to the Sky

When the domineering saber spirit passed through the Xinggu real person, it turned into a majestic saber aura and roared out.

The seven completely different sword lights of the Seven Star Sword Constellation have also shot straight into the sky.

Wisps of breeze bring up the crystal amber color, and it seems to contain big rivers and torrents.

Nan Fengmian did not break through.

In fact, his five-level state of shining stars was also broken when he was drinking with Lu Jing after he came to Taixuanjing from Beiqin.

When he walked out of Taixuanjing today and came to intercept and kill the envoy of Qi State, he was a monk at the fifth level of Zhaoxing.

He walked in the void with Master Xinggu, reflected five ancient stars, and brewed a breeze saber intent, defeating Gao Li and Jian Qiushui with just one blow.

At this moment, when the Seven Star Sword Seat appeared with the Seven Star Sword in hand, the seven sword intents condensed in the void and turned into rainbow lights.

Within a dozen or so breaths, Nan Fengmian and the Qixing Sword Seat were full of vitality, the sword and the sword seemed to be colliding with each other, some were like raging waves, and some were fighting like two different beasts.

Nanfengmian, on the other hand, cultivated a soul of swords with the five layers of Zhaoxing and the primordial spirit.

The domineering sword spirit awakened, and Nanfengmian's sword intent suddenly became violent, condensing into an unimaginable sword light.

Even though Nan Fengmian's body was covered with blood at this moment, even though there was a hideous wound on his right shoulder, blood was still dripping.

But Nan Fengmian didn't seem to care about the severe pain, Xingguqingfeng turned into a domineering wind, and Nanfengmian's knife light became extremely majestic.

Under the blessing of thick vitality, Nan Fengmian's figure has completely disappeared in the sky.

The sword light was shining brightly in the sky, but as Nan Fengmian's figure flickered, a straight sword intent became fierce and violent.

This sword glow was too straight, without any change, and it never had any twists and turns when it met the terrifying sword intent of the Seven Star Sword Seat.

It's as if if there is a mountain in front of you, you have to cut it down!

If there are rivers and seas in front of you, you must use the sword to separate the rivers and seas!

If you have obsessions in your heart, you need a domineering sword to escort the obsessions in your heart.

"Since I, Nan Fengmian, have walked out of Taixuanjing today, I have cultivated the spirit of swordsmanship, and because of the obsession in my heart, I have killed the envoys of Qi State."

"The Seven Stars Sword Holds the Seven Stars Sword to stop me, and I have absolutely no reason to retreat."

Nan Fengmian's eyes were firm, and there was a dignified vitality in every move.

The seven-star sword seat steps on the vitality, walking in the sky is like walking on the ground.

He holds the seven-star sword in his hand, and the seven stars in the sky constantly reflect the starlight, making the power of the Seven-Star Sword Seat almost reach its peak.

Originally, the figure of the Seven Stars Sword Seat was looming, but each time it appeared, it was a mysterious sword, either as heavy as a mountain, or as deep as an ocean, or as falling stars, or turning over like an earth dragon.

The swordsman of Zhao Xingji Realm borrows the power of heaven and earth in every move, and his soul is also condensed to the limit. The seven-star sword seat uses the soul to make a sword, and every move is a supernatural power.

Because of this, the original Seven Star Sword Seat had an absolute upper hand.

Until the domineering sword soul gradually awakened, Nan Fengmian, with the fifth stage of Zhaoxing, and the sharpness of the Xinggu real person, forcibly held the piercing sword light of the Seven Star Sword Seat.

When Nan Fengmian no longer clumsily contended against the Seven Star Sword Seat, but took a step forward.

Everything seems to be reversed.

The expression of the seven-star sword seat has become very dignified.

Every sword he handed out was not as relaxed and comfortable as before, and it was no longer like a monk at the seventh level of Zhaoxing suppressing a five-level swordsman of Zhaoxing.

The sword intent on Master Xinggu is like the Huangtao River rushing into the sea, and the domineering sword spirit is exalted in it.

Nan Fengmian also became quite slow from the initial disappearance.

He walked freely in the sky, took a step, and his body was tens of feet away, but the saber intent to cut off the mountain was full of courage.

All the people watching here saw Nan Fengmian's figure.

The long wind blows over Nan Fengmian's body, Nan Fengmian's eyes and expression are still free and easy, and he is still excited.

Sitting in the carriage all the time and raising the curtain to look at the moon in the sky, he was finally able to catch the figure walking in the sky with the light of the sword and the intent of the sword.

Nan Fengmian's blue gown was stained red with blood, and he seemed to be seriously injured, but in the eyes of the moon, the power emanating from his body was like a rising star.

The seven-fold seven-star sword intent became increasingly dimmer.

The figure of the Seven Star Sword Constellation also gradually slowed down.

Every time Nan Fengmian handed out a saber, the Qixing Sword Seat's original power like a god was cut off by a point.

The brilliant gemstones on the Seven Star Sword in the hands of the Seven Star Sword Seat also dimmed.

Nan Fengmian's sword spirit became stronger and stronger.

In the past half a year in Taixuanjing, Lu Jing, Nan Heyu, and even Luo Shubai who came to Taixuanjing two or three months ago have attracted the attention of many people.

Nan Fengmian has a weird personality and has not been in Taixuanjing for a long time, so even if he made great contributions, the people in Taixuanjing gradually forgot about him.

Until this domineering sword spirit wakes up.

Among the young generation of Taixuanjing, not only Zhongshanhou, but also Lu Jing was the proud one.

There is also a real person who wears the famous sword Xinggu on his waist, and Nanfengmian, who has a domineering sword spirit, is raised in his soul.

"Nanfengmian raised this domineering sword spirit, and his future achievements are already immeasurable."

In Gao Li's eyes, the reverence for the Seven Star Sword Seat had disappeared, and instead he became murderous.

One after another mountain ghost phantoms gathered behind him again.

Jian Qiushui looked sideways at Gao Li.

Gao Li held the famous sword Mountain Ghost in his hand, and raised his eyes to look in the direction of Taixuanjing.

But there was only a stream of jade-colored light shining from the direction of Taixuanjing.

There is also a divine sense on the jade-colored streamer.

Famous horses... Zhaoye!
Zhao Ye's whole body was snow-white, but when the light of sabers and swords filled the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, and flying over the mountains from the direction of Taixuanjing, a faint light appeared on Zhao Ye who was running towards him.

It is like a pegasus parading the Tianhe in the sky, and it is extremely beautiful.

Gao Li ordered Ma Zhaoye to go to Taixuanjing and sent a ray of divine sense to the capital to save time.

Just now, he hadn't returned yet, but at this moment, the famous horse was running in the sky at night, and it was here!
Gao Li bent slightly, and immediately a burst of vitality rose from his feet, and he flew up like a bird, and landed on the back of the famous horse Zhaoye.

The famous horse Zhao Ye neighed, its pure white mane fluttering in the air, and two blue eyes were inlaid on his head like jewels.

When Gao Li rode Zhao Ye, the two souls connected, and a more vigorous spirit radiated from Gao Li.

Jian Qiushui was a little surprised.

"Just now the Seven Star Sword Seat said that he will kill Nan Feng with the Seven Star Sword alone..."

Before Jian Qiushui finished speaking, Gao Li gave her a cold look.

"We are the envoys of Qi State. Nan Fengmian came to intercept us. Now that the Seven Stars Sword Seat is about to be defeated, if we don't take action, all of us will die in Nan Fengmian's hands."

Jian Qiushui's hand holding the sword was much tighter, he shook his head and said, "Could it be that Taixuanjing will let Nan Fengmian kill us?"

"Do you want to pin my life and death on the Dafu court?"

Gaoli Mountain Ghost was startled, and Shizhang Mountain Ghost's phantom appeared behind him again.

Those six sixth-level cultivators who had just confronted Nan Fengmian and were already injured had already received Gao Li's order without any hesitation.

Shenhuo and Xiantian blood burst out respectively.

All kinds of supernatural powers and profound arts burst out from them.

Gao Li was the first to take out the saber. He stood on the shoulder of the Shizhang Mountain Ghost. The Mountain Ghost took a few steps forward and came to the side of Nan Fengmian.

The strange knife was held up by the mountain ghost in the mountains, and it was about to land on Nan Fengmian's neck without a sound.

Jian Qiushui seemed a little hesitant when he heard Gao Li's words.

But when she saw that everyone here had already shot, she didn't worry about anything anymore, and saw the wide long sword in her hand fly out again.

In the blink of an eye, a ray of autumn water sword light stood across the void, and the sky turned into a pool of water. When the sword light passed by, ripples appeared.

The wide and long sword was like autumn water, brushing across the sky and earth, and also slashed towards Nan Fengmian's chest.

The falling of the bamboo hat on his head concealed the expression of Seven Star Sword Seat.

But this strong man from the Qi Kingdom saw Gao Li, Jian Qiushui, and six sixth-level cultivators attacking Nan Fengmian at the same time, but he didn't say a word.

On the contrary, the sevenfold sword light condensed into a complete rainbow. The rainbow stretched across the sky and the earth, and countless sword lights were scattered in the center, and it was about to fall completely on Nan Fengmian.

this moment……

Qi State has a sword seat, a sharp blade, a Jixia Jiange disciple, and six Qi State sixth-level powerhouses attack Nan Fengmian together.

Among them is even a monk who shines at the seventh level of the star!

The sky seemed to be on fire, and the mountains were gone.

Nanfengmian is completely surrounded by the Seven Star Sword Seat, Mountain Ghost, Autumn Water, Divine Fire, Qi and blood, like a small boat swept by wind and waves in the river and sea.

Nan Fengmian raised his eyes, looking at the sea-like vitality, the blazing sword light, the soaring qi and blood, and the huge mountain ghost that had completely condensed into substance.

There was still no fear on his face.

I saw him laughing loudly, and the ancient stars in the sky reflected and fell behind him.

His primordial spirit is looming, not tall, but there is a domineering look in his eyes, as if he is not afraid of all evils in the world.

"The Seven Star Sword Seat wants to kill me with the Seven Star Sword, but now he wants to join forces with the mountain ghost and join forces with everyone to defeat me?"

Nanfengmian's spiritual thoughts flowed, exploding in the sky!
"The lack of the moon does not change the light, the knife does not change the strength, my sword spirit has not yet fully awakened, but if there are a few more people who worship my domineering sword spirit, why should I be afraid of Nanfengmian?"

Nan Fengmian shook the long knife in his hand.

It's like the roc coming out of the North Sea, or like the ancient stars falling together from the sky!
Nan Fengmian saw that many strong men from the Qi State attacked together, but he was not surprised or angry, but was full of fighting spirit.

The domineering sword soul was about to break the dawn, Nan Fengmian slashed out!

The knight swung his sword to the sky!
The strong wind hit, and then the storm stopped suddenly, and the dust gradually fell.

The whiteheads on the distant mountains have disappeared.

Many mountains and rocks fell, and the woodland was affected by magical powers and turned into a sea of ​​flames.

There are no clouds and mists within a hundred miles, because the clouds and mists are all dispersed by the light of the sword and the light of the sword.

The vitality dissipated without a sound.

Nan Fengmian still stood in place.

Master Xinggu has returned to his sheath, his hands are shaking constantly, his soul is dim, as if he has been seriously injured.

But Nan Fengmian had the same expression as before the battle, with a smile on his face, his towering body upright, and the light from the sky fell on him, making him extremely dazzling.

How much time passed...

The silent world finally began to become noisy.

In the mountains, mountain ghosts cry.

The sky is no longer autumn water, and there are no waves.

Six sixth-level monks have fallen into the mountains.

And the Seven Stars Sword Seat had already lost an arm, and blood spurted out like injections, staining half of his body red.

The cloak on Seven Star Sword Seat's head had already been blown away by the strong wind.

He lowered his head, as if hiding the expression on his face.

Nan Fengmian looked at the Seven Star Sword Seat, but the Seven Star Sword Seat did not dare to look back.

In this place of battle, everything is incomplete.

The only ones that are complete are the Ma Zhaoye and the Seven Star Sword.

The seven-star sword is suspended in the sky.

The seven gemstones, which were originally crystal clear and radiated a lot of brilliance, seemed to have lost their vitality supply and turned into pitch black.

"This Zhaoye famous horse is already handsome, coupled with Lu Jing who is as jade as a bone, it will definitely make the women in Taixuanjing never forget Lu Jing who passed by on horseback."

"Riding on a leaning bridge, full of red-sleeve tricks, this is not a disservice to my righteous brother's name."

In Nanfeng Mian Yuanshen, a mysterious sword spirit has been fully awakened. At this moment, Nanfeng seems to be exhausted, but because of the existence of this sword spirit, a raging sword spirit is gathering.

Nan Fengmian was thinking about the appearance of Lu Jingqi Zhaoye's famous horse, while concentrating his saber intent, ready to make a decision.

But at this time, Qi Guoji went down to the sword pavilion!

This Jixia Sword Pavilion actually stood in the turbulent river, but the building stood still, as if it could sweep away all the river water, and it couldn't compete with the sword intent brewing in it.

In Jixia Jiange, a middle-aged man in black is drinking tea.

But in the next moment, he seemed to perceive something. He put down the teacup in his hand, stretched out a finger, and gently drew towards the void.

"one."

A simple text appeared in the air, and then turned into a stream of light, flying towards the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the clouds and mist in the sky opened up, and stars appeared in the sky accompanied by thunderbolts.

Those ancient stars, Lei Mang and that "one" complement each other, and then the splendor disappears.

Those ancient stars were deeper, and there were seven stars.

Guyue, Yaoyue, Tide, Xiliu, Qingwu, Honghu, Panyu!
It is the seven stars reflected by the Seven Stars Sword.

The word "one" dissipated, but the seven stars suddenly burst into shining brilliance.

Seven completely different but equally bright rays of light fell straight down and merged in the sky, turning into an invisible ray of light.

That ray of light passed through the sky silently, passed through the clouds and mists, and landed on the seven-star long sword.

this moment……

Nan Fengmian has not yet recovered his strength despite the strength of many strong men in the Qi country.

The strong men in Taixuanjing are lamenting that Nan Fengmian is also a unparalleled genius in the world.

Luo Shubai raised his eyes to look at Nan Fengmian on the phantom, and immediately the seven-foot jade around his waist trembled suddenly, making this Yuxing Island swordsman genius frowned slightly.

Lu Jing was saluting the young man in black.

And when the time moved forward for a while, Nan Fengmian had just appeared in the mountains at that time.

On Qingyun Street, the residence of the chief assistant of Taishu Pavilion.

Jiang Baishi was sitting in the hall, looking outside the east hall, the ox cart driver dressed in short clothes was feeding grass to the white cow.

The white cow was lying on the green bricks, grazing grass, while looking at the sky beyond the capital's mansion.

Occasionally shaking the cow's head, he turned to look at Jiang Baishi.

"Moo..."

The short-clothed man seemed to understand Bai Niu's meaning, and also turned his head to look at Jiang Baishi.

The gray-haired Jiang Baishi still had his hands on his knees.

"Nan Fengmian is my Dafu man. He is going to inherit the Nanguo government. Even if he makes a mistake, he must not let such a genius die."

(End of this chapter)