The sword of crossing the sky

Chapter 151

August eleventh, night.

Kyoto, Tang Palace.

There were thunders and heavy rain. The third prince stood with his hands behind his hands and climbed up to look into the distance. It was misty outside the banquet building and the lights were dim.

A black figure suddenly appeared, knelt down on one knee, with a respectful expression: "Third prince, there is news about someone's ranking competition about the top four seats."

"Read it." The third prince clasped his hands behind his hands and looked at the blurry lights outside the building, the misty night, and the flashes of dragons and lightning.

"The top four in the human list ranking battle have been decided, Qingyi, Su Mu, Zhende, Ye Suxin."

"Who will lose Zhao Sheng?" The third prince's tone was ethereal, and he couldn't tell what mood he was in.

Soi Ying paused, and replied bravely, "Su Mu."

The third prince was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "Jian Qi, give your brother a ride, he is useless."

"Yes, Master!"

A crisp voice like a light bell responded coldly, and then dissipated into the air again.

The sound of the rain became more urgent, and the scenery outside the building became more psychedelic, just like the pattering rain scene in Suzhou back then. The third prince's eyes were clouded, and he fell into the memory.

"Third Prince, the White Lotus Sect is really a cult that has been causing trouble for a long time. If it is not eradicated in time, the trouble will be endless!" Su Zhengwen spoke sincerely and from the bottom of his heart.

The third prince took a son, settled down calmly, and said calmly: "Su Tongzhi, I am serious. That was the White Lotus Sect in the past. Now that the White Lotus Sect has all surrendered, why do you talk about a cult?"

Su Zhengwen's complexion changed, and he looked at the third prince in disbelief: "What is the meaning of this? Submission? The White Lotus Sect has already submitted to the imperial court?!"

"Su Tongzhi, it's your turn."

Su Zhengwen was stunned and looked at the chessboard in front of him. It was full of tricks and cunning plans. If he didn't resist, defeat would only happen sooner or later.

Seeing that Su Tongzhi had given birth to a son, the third prince frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he gave up a son: "Su Tongzhi, don't pursue the White Lotus Sect in the future, and seal up the previous files first."

"Third Prince, I'm sorry that it will be difficult for me to do so. Even though the White Lotus Sect has surrendered to the imperial court, since it has done something outrageous, I, Su, will investigate it to the end and will not tolerate it." , without any hesitation.

"But your position as an acquaintance may be coming to an end." The third prince did not settle down, but looked at Su Zhengwen opposite him calmly.

"Third prince, if I don't call myself an official, I have already shown my heart. Even if I am a commoner, I will definitely investigate to the end." Su Zhengwen threw the chess pieces and bowed his hands, "The tea has been drunk, the chess has been played, and I will leave."

The third prince looked deeply at Su Zhengwen's figure who left without hesitation, and suddenly slapped his palm on the desk. The elegant and luxurious desk suddenly shattered and flew in all directions. The black and white chess pieces on it were scattered all over the place in a mess.

After a moment of silence, the third prince asked the young man who looked like a scholar not far away: "Silver face, how to eliminate future troubles?"

Yin Mian leisurely sipped a cup of fragrant tea, and said calmly: "The third prince already has the answer in his heart, why bother to ask Xiaosheng again."

When the body dies and the lamp goes out, all future troubles will naturally be eliminated.

The lightning was like a dragon, and the thunder was rumbling. Looking at the scenery outside the banquet building, the third prince felt depressed. He didn't expect that the fish that slipped through the net in the past had grown to the present stage. Times change and the world is unpredictable.

The third prince suddenly felt moved, and asked the figure behind him: "Please tell me the details of the contest between Su Mu and Zhao Sheng."

"Yes, in the morning of Yu Mansion, there was a thunderstorm, and when Zhao Sheng occupied the sky, as soon as he made a move, it was one of the three ultimate moves in the scriptures of the God of Nine Heavens, Thunder and Destruction of Demons, Thundering Nine Heavens.

The thunder and lightning did not stop, and Shaoshi Mountain was reflected like daytime. The Thunder Tribulation Excalibur pulled the Nine Heavens Thunder in mid-air, and it fell with a crash, with a terrifying force. . . "

August [-]th, morning.

Yufu, at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, above the arena.

The thunder and lightning imprinted in Su Mu's eyes was like an angry dragon crashing into a mountain, its majestic and domineering, shocking.

Facing this ultimate move in the Nine Heavens God's Thunder and Smite Demon Sutra, Su Mu knew in his heart that he was invincible, and he fully used the spiritual law of changing heaven and earth, and at the same time he also used the seal of immortality.

The combination of spiritual power and the imprint of immortality is perfect. In addition, Su Mu is already in a state of harmony between man and nature, and finally caught some traces when the thunder and lightning fell.

Su Mu's heart moved, the trajectory of the lightning strikes was not mysterious, but went straight, but the lightning strikes were too dense, even if they knew the trajectory, it was difficult to block them all.

The Screaming Sword quietly came out of its sheath, the sword was moving continuously, and the sword light was like a cloud, lying on top of Su Mu's head.

Gao Xinsuyun's swordsmanship is deep and deep.

Then the Seven Evils Waigang was suddenly released, and the evil energy from the sky filled the outside. Under the combination of the two, the light of the cloud-like sword turned scarlet and became even more powerful.

The Wushuang Sword quietly fell into the ground and was left as a backhand. Su Mu tightly grasped the hilt of the Guanyi Sword, then took a step forward, unfolded his body skills, and rushed towards Zhao Sheng quickly.

Su Mu still planned to kill Zhao Sheng when the thunder fell.

It's a pity that the movement is fast, but it's still not as fast as the thunder. When Su Mu walked halfway, a thunderbolt with the thickness of an arm smashed down, shaking the scarlet sword cloud for a while, and many scattered lightning struck Su along the outer circle. Wooden body, but all of them are turned into vitality by the Immortal Seal, supplementing Su Mu itself.

The Immortal Seal can detect, know and confuse the enemy. It uses the extremely rapid conversion of the two qi of life and death to use energy to convert other people's attacks (death qi) into vitality and restore oneself, so that life and death will never stop, and the more you fight, the stronger you will be. .Therefore, Immortal Yinfa is the most fearless of group battle attacks.

But the thunder method is not one, but densely packed, like falling rain, falling continuously, because it is so dense that all the falling rain on one side of the ring is vaporized and evaporated.

Su Mu's eyes were solemn, his sword intent was surging, and the scarlet sword cloud became more ethereal, layered on top of each other, as deep as cotton.

It's not enough, the power of the world is really terrifying, and an attack must be made to interrupt this type of attack.

Clang, the endless thunder above his head fell with great momentum, and Su Mu drew his sword brazenly under the horrified eyes of many warriors watching the battle.

"One sword is silent!"

At this moment, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the thunder stopped. Everything seemed to stand still at this moment, turning into a painting. In the painting, Zhao Sheng's eyes were fierce and murderous.

Taking a step forward, the Guanyi Sword turned into a huge sword light with a sharp edge, a little scarlet, and stabbed at Zhao Sheng with an indomitable momentum.

At the same time, under the ring, Wushuang used his ethereal sword intent to outline the endless earth energy, and evolved the cold sword energy, which was as dense as a forest and rushed straight up with a scarlet color.

Different from the past, the scarlet sword energy in the forest is even colder than before. The sword energy is like substance, and its power is several levels higher than before.

As soon as the sword qi forest appeared, the five thunders and thunders that kept hitting thunder and light, like tall pine forests, kept appearing beside Su Mu, brazenly facing the mighty lightning and thunder.

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