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

Chapter 216 No one walks the barren mountain, where does the road come from?

The sword light was wrapped in white mist.

It's like a shooting star rising from the ground and going straight to the sky. It seems unreasonable, but it's approaching the extreme.

It was vaguely visible, a long sword wrapped in sword light, and a figure holding the long sword flew out of Taixuanjing.

Nan Xuehu rode for a long time, and Nan Heyu used her divine fire to activate the first-grade famous sword Qian Xiushui, which flew towards the mountains like a ray of light.

But in an instant, when the sword light flew up, in an instant, both Nan Xuehu and Nan Heyu had been surpassed.

The sword light passed by, bringing up a glow.

Nan Heyu vaguely saw a figure from the sword light.

Among them, the sword bearer is a young man in white. He is holding a mysterious long sword, and he himself has turned into a part of the sword light. A large snow-white sword light shines on his white clothes, and also shines on his glowing face.

In a hurry, Nan Heyu also saw a imprint flashing between the eyebrows of the young man in white. The imprint was like a flame, and it seemed to be burning blazingly. Extremely sharp.

"Mr. Lu Jing?"

Nan Heyu walked with the sword, and saw Lu Jing turning into an aurora and going away, she couldn't help being a little stunned, and then there was surprise in her eyes, and a little more joy in the blink of an eye.

"With Mr. Lu Jing's sword light, uncle may..."

"It's just that Mr. Lu Jing is in the realm of Shenhuo, why can he cut out such a sword light? And the long sword in his hand is not the Rain Calling Sword."

Nan Heyu's thoughts were chaotic.

In the mansion of the chief assistant on Qingyun Street, the old Duke Nan, who had his head down and his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the distant sky, frowning tightly.

When Jiang Baishi saw the expression on Nanlaogong's expression, he already understood... There seemed to be some changes in this matter.

In Taixuanjing, there are always many pairs of eyes watching the arrogance in Xuandu, watching those extremely dazzling and brilliant people.

This is the case for Mr. Guanqi, and it is the case for the madman Chu who just stood up and picked up the green jade staff.

The same is true for the prince and princess in the East Palace, the Yuxuan Tower and the white-haired old man in Jiansu Mansion.

As the Seventh Prince said, some people in Taixuanjing will always make mistakes.

For example, Guan Changsheng in Hanmo Academy, Lu Jing, or Nanfengmian in Nanguo Gongfu.

Today, when the envoy from Qi State arrived, Nan Fengmian had already made a mistake, and Lu Jing followed closely behind.

"I heard that they have already become righteous brothers, this Lu Jing has a bit of loyalty.

However, how did he get so much background? "

For a moment, the Seventh Prince Yu Xuanlou was thinking like this.

This time, he didn't speculate wildly, but just raised his eyes, the double pupils in his eyes seemed to span hundreds of miles, across the entire Taixuanjing, looking at the battle in the mountains.

Opposite him, there was a tall man sitting, even in spring, he was still wearing a black cloak, his long hair was tied behind his head, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

He was also like the Seventh Prince, looking at the distant sky.

In those mountains!

Jian Qiushui just got up from the water, the pain on her body made her numb from the pain, and the primordial spirit sitting in the real palace was almost completely shattered.

But even so, this Jixia Jiange disciple could still feel that a sword intent on the Seven Star Sword was about to explode.

"Master..." Jian Qiushui suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face full of reverence.

Except her.

The crying mountain ghost supported Gao Li's mutilated body. At this time, Gao Li's legs and arms were completely severed.

Gao Li gritted his teeth tightly, there was no brilliance in his eyes, and the gloomy and sharp aura in his body had completely disappeared.

He never imagined that Nan Fengmian, who was at the same level as him, would be able to defeat all the strong men of the Qi State with a single blow.

Even the Seven Star Sword Seat had an arm cut off by him, and he himself was much worse than the Seven Star Sword Seat!

Originally he fell among the rocks, but he did not forget to look at the carriage from a distance, fearing that the characters on the carriage might be lost, and fearing that King Qi Yuan, who was far away in Qi State, would get angry.

Until the seven gemstones on the Seven Stars Sword shone brightly again, and a sword intent that he was not familiar with but was lucky enough to know burst out from it, and Gao Li, whose body was mutilated, finally felt relieved.

"One word sword art!"

Gao Cen's mind is calm.

The same is true of the Seven Star Sword Seat with one arm broken.

He raised the bamboo hat with his remaining left hand, revealing a pair of ordinary eyes, which were also sharp, and landed on Nan Fengmian who was about to draw his sword.

"The sword master still dares to draw his sword in the face of his sword intent, which is really admirable."

Thinking of this, the Seven Star Sword Seat felt a little pity in his heart.

If such a character received the sword master's sword, if there is no one in Taixuanjing to protect him... he will definitely die!
The seven-star sword seat and Gaoli's divine thoughts circulated, and the gods looked at Taixuanjing in the distance at the same time, wanting to see if there was any strong person coming out of Taixuanjing.

Dimly, they saw a man in short clothes striding on the clouds.

"It seems that Dafu will not just sit back and watch this kind of genius outside Taixuanjing like this."

Gao Li felt a little regretful, and so did Seven Star Sword Zuo.

Chi!
On the seven-star throne, a sword light shot out in an instant.

The seven colors merged into one, turning into a complete black.

On the black sword light, streaks of white vitality can be seen winding around.

Black makes white!

Out of nothing!

Create everything from nothing!

This is the one-character sword formula of the Sword Master of Qi.

The huge sword energy instantly swept across the heavens and the earth, swept across the mountains, and even covered the glorious Taixuanjing in the distance.

In the boundless sky, the seven ancient stars fully appeared, shining starlight, falling straight on the sword light.

An astonishing scene appeared in an instant.

But he saw a sword light hundreds of feet wide and ten miles long, filling the sky and the earth.

And the purpose of this sword light seems to be to exterminate everything.

All kinds of destructive aura flowed out from it, slashing straight towards Nan Fengmian.

This sword is too powerful.

I don't know how many auras in Taixuanjing felt this sword energy and suddenly woke up.

Dao Dao Divine Sense, a lot of mystical skills fell here one after another.

Even in Dafu, the Sword Master of Qi State Jixia can stand on the highest peak!

Even if this sword energy is the sword energy planted by the Sword Saint Jixia in the Seven Star Sword, there are still countless people in Taixuanjing who are horrified by it.

The black sword light slashed down, towards Nan Fengmian.

At this moment, Nan Fengmian turned his head and looked at Taixuanjing.

The short-clothed man who was rushing over frowned, and his mind couldn't help but fall behind.

Qixing Jianzuo, Gao Li, and Jian Qiushui thought that Nanfengmian was doomed, unless the real strong in Taixuanjing made a move.

But in an instant...

They have already noticed the sword light rising from Taixuanjing.

The sword light was blazing, vast, and snow-white, and there was a certain mysterious aura mixed in it. This aura blurred the boundary between life and death, and it could be seen that Dong Jun was promoted in the world of the yang world, and it could be seen that Fu Guang was born!
"In Taixuanjing, there is such a swordsman hidden?"

Seven-star sword seat twitched his eyelids, and subconsciously guessed the owner of the sword light.

"Huh? There is a sword in the sword light, and there is a figure?"

Through the eyes of the mountain ghost in the distance, Gao Li was the first to see a long sword and a young man in white holding a long sword in the hazy sword aura.

"Lu... Lu Jing?"

Gao Li's mind froze.

The same is true for the Seven Star Sword Constellation.

As early as two months ago, many strong men in Qi State had received news that there was a young leader in Dafu Taixuanjing who held the authority of Lei Lu and broke into Hengshan Mansion, killed Qi State monks, and even threatened the Qi State Prince.

Lu Jing's portrait has naturally spread throughout Qi.

In other words, the reputation of Mr. Lu Jing, a scholar, has long been heard throughout the country of Qi. I don't know how many monks in the country of Qi want to get the permission of King Qi Yuan to enter Dafu Taixuanjing and cut off Lu Jing's head. In exchange for great rewards.

Therefore, Qi Xing Jian Zuo and Gao Li already knew about Lu Jing, which also made Lu Jing's appearance.

But the person riding the sword light at this moment turned out to be Lu Jing!

It still makes them a little... unbelievable.

"Lu Jing is only seventeen or eighteen years old, how could he be able to cut out such a sword light?"

Nan Fengmian squinted at Lu Jing, and the black sword energy in front of him had been cut straight down.

"Brother, I'll see you off."

Lu Jing's voice was as gentle as ever.

But what accompanied this voice was a burst of sword light.

The white sword light was as straight as a straight line.

Vitality, death energy, thunder law energy, wind, rain, Fuguang, Dongjun, divine fire... are all integrated into one.

In addition, the wish mark between Lu Jing's eyebrows, which was formed by the gratitude of thousands of souls, was already burning like fire.

All these kinds of things, countless backgrounds are completely condensed together, and turned into this sword light.

This sword light also shone from the White Deer Sword in Lu Jing's hand, splitting the sky full of sword shadows!

"Since you are thousands of miles away, and you are a world-renowned senior, why did you personally kill someone after your disciples were defeated?"

Just a moment.

Lu Jing had already crossed Nanfengmian and faced the black sword energy.

The two strands of sword energy are extremely long from head to tail, looking from a distance, it looks like two stars colliding with long tails.

It's like flying across the sky, and it's like lightning tearing apart the void.

At this moment, the White Deer Sword in Lu Jing's hand was mixed with the power of his brow lines, and the sword light collided...

"Bullshit!"

In the study building, Madman Chu cursed, and the green jade stick gently pointed at the void.

"Even with the wish pattern and the white deer of the sword leader, Lu Jing is only a monk at the ninth level of the divine fire. He wants to hold the white deer and use the light of the sword to counter the one-word sword art. After all, it is too difficult. If he is not careful, he will die Forever.

This is a bit too nonsense..."

Madman Chu scolded Lu Jing for his nonsense in front of Mr. Qi Guan, but in the void in front of his eyes, clouds of water mist condensed, and the water mist disappeared with the spring breeze.

Madman Chu suddenly remained silent, with a look of hesitation on his face, but in the end he didn't dispel the water mist that had gone away.

Mr. Guanqi's originally worried face suddenly became a little surprised.

In their eyes, the white-clothed young man in the mountains went away with a sword, cutting out a violent sword light, which was about to be swallowed by the black sword light.

But the moment the two sword lights collided.

Lu Jing's eyes became extremely sparkling...

From the depths of the sky, a tornado was turned into a tornado by a ray of special vitality.

In just a split second, the sky brightened and dispelled all the darkness, as if a nine-day dragon rolled up the clouds and came straight down, and the spirits of heaven and earth could be vaguely seen turning into mountains, rivers and seas, stars, and the sky All kinds of lights and shadows flowed in an instant and flew into Lu Jing's body.

The light of the sword in Lu Jing's hand skyrocketed!

Rumble!
Thunder surged in the sky, and white sword aura rose layer by layer. From a distance, the tiny Lu Jing seemed to be holding a city of sword aura.

Borrow yuan from the sky!

Under Zhu Wen's blessing, Lu Jing's divine fire was exuberant to the extreme, and the endless vitality had condensed into his body. Coupled with the long sword White Deer in his hand, Lu Jing at this moment was stronger than ordinary him by several dimensions. .

Because of this, the vitality that he conceived for several months communicated with the heaven and the earth, and the vitality mobilized by the strange magical power of borrowing energy from the sky also became terrifying and heavy.

Then... a surprising scene appeared.

In the blink of an eye, the originally strong and sharp white sword energy diffused out like a cloud, filling the entire void.

"cut!"

Lu Jing's face was calm, he only felt that he seemed to be in control of unparalleled power at this moment, he held the white deer sword of ordinary size and slashed down, the strong sword light extending from the white deer sword seemed as huge as a mountain or a city .

The huge sword light cut down!
Vitality moves everywhere, overflowing vertically and horizontally, across the mountains.

It's like a firework blooming.

Lu Jing was the one who set off the fireworks. Standing in the clouds, he saw the black sword energy collapsing in the void, and saw a faint divine sense in the sword energy, which turned into a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged with a sword. Look at him from afar.

That is... the Sword Saint of Qi.

All the brilliance around it seemed to be taken away by the light produced by the collision of the two sword lights.

And when everything calms down.

Lu Jing still held the White Deer Sword in his hand.

The seven-star sword of the second rank was overwhelmed, and the gem was completely dimmed and fell from the sky.

"He... is Lu Jing?"

Jian Qiushui's body bent down, and the broken Qiushui sword in his hand was still trembling at this moment, frightened by Lu Jingfang's sword.

Gao Li also finally understood why the prince, who had several seventh-level monks by his side, was sought out by Lu Jing and seriously injured.

Lu Jing was lowering his head, looking thoughtfully at the White Deer Sword in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a sound of applause behind him.

"Not bad!" Nan Fengmian's voice came.

Lu Jing turned his head, but saw Nan Fengmian striding towards him with a horse on his shoulder.

"This horse was stunned by your sword light just now, and its primordial spirit was also damaged. After you bring it back, you need to take care of it."

Nan Fengmian walked up to Lu Jing and told Lu Jing.

The two of them didn't say much, Nan Fengmian put the horse on the mountain not far away, and held the Xinggu real person by his waist.

Before Lu Jing could react, there was already blood in the world.

Nanfengmian killed extremely simply.

The mountain ghost cried again.

The broken Qiushui sword fell into the clear stream of the mountain stream.

Until the seven-star sword seat was beheaded by Nan Fengmian's domineering sword.

Nan Fengmian then turned her head and said to Lu Jing, "When walking around the rivers and lakes to kill people, you have to be decisive. You shouldn't give them the slightest chance."

"Otherwise, maybe someone will come to stop you."

His voice just fell.

The short-clothed man came from the clouds, he frowned and looked at the corpse of the strong man of Qi, and sighed.

"Young Master Fengmian, Master Shoufu asked me to take you back to the Duke's Mansion."

Nan Fengmian took a deep look at Lu Jing.

"You block for me, I will take a step first."

The Zhu pattern in Lu Jingmei's heart was still burning, he nodded without hesitation, and tightly held the white deer in his hand.

"rest assured."

The man in short clothes was puzzled: "Mr. Lu Jing, do you know what it means for Nan Feng to sleep here?"

Lu Jing said, "I know."

The short-clothed man denied: "Sir, maybe you don't know that if Nan Fengmian falls into a catastrophe, he will be close to death. You and him are brothers, and now you want to watch him die?"

Lu Jing took a deep breath: "I only know that he doesn't want to stay in Taixuanjing, and he told me that even if he fails, he has no regrets. He is my righteous brother. Since he wants to do it, I will do it. won't stop him."

The short-clothed man snorted coldly: "Even if he died somewhere else?"

"You will definitely die?" Lu Jing asked with his head sideways: "Since ancient times, there have been things that cannot be done. Knowing that they cannot be done, they will do them, and there are many successful people, so there are more bright roads."

"You all think that he is going to die, but if there is no one like him to walk the barren hills that no one has ever walked, where does the road... come from?"

(End of this chapter)