Peerless Sealer

Chapter 134 Scar of the Sky

The sword is divided into two sides. On one side, the stars, the sun, the moon, and the universe are all in seal script, and on the other side, mountains, rivers, vegetation and everything are attached.

The edge of the blade is round and round, without the slightest sharpness.

But within three inches of the sword's edge, there is no wind or air, and all the empty reality is crushed and cut by the soundless, invisible, formless sharpness.

Yan Sheng's right hand holding the sword slowly raised, as if he was struggling with the sword of the holy way.

The Xuanyuan Sword was waiting to be slashed in the air, the bright yellow fireworks rose from the sword surface, and it was so upright that there was no trace of smoke.

He slashed down lightly, and a sword energy traversed the top of the cloud for eight feet, intimidating the world.

The clear blue sky suddenly became dark. There were no dark clouds, but there was a black crack.

Wherever the sword energy came, black marks followed, and all the creatures in a radius of tens of miles held their breaths, not daring to speak, let alone move.

However, Yan Sheng moved. He half-turned around and held it in vain with his free left hand. He seemed to ask kindly: "What do you want to do?"

Yan Ke, who was suppressed by him and couldn't move, turned red, and she said in a hoarse voice with difficulty: "Stop you!"

"Oh, why?"

Yan Ke didn't reply anymore. Five tails flew behind her, and one of the newborn tails was purple-red, just like the fox ancestor who failed to step out of the golden palace of time and space.

Yan Sheng's eyes froze, his mind turned, and he unconsciously loosened some of the strength in his hands.

Yan Ke shouted coquettishly, struggling to break free from Yan Sheng's control, and she sent the big purple tail to the edge of Yan Sheng's sword.

Yan Sheng was shocked, and hurriedly deflected the Xuanyuan sword, and the black marks in mid-air were crushed heavily, accompanied by a few soft and delicate purple-red hairs.

"Bold!"

"You killed me?" Yan Ke squinted at him, and repeated again, "You want to kill me?"

"Oh, I won't kill you, not only will I not kill you, but I will also send you to the world to meet your little lover." Yan Sheng chuckled lightly, sheathed his sword, and the corners of his mouth were as bright as sunshine Brilliant but cold and impermanent like ice and snow.

He had already recalled it, no wonder the little seal master looked so familiar, it turned out to be the one who was with Yan Ke when she brought her back.

Yan Ke was stunned, "You, are you serious?"

"Of course, you are the saint of my white fox clan, you can go wherever you want and do whatever you want, Yin Jiuyou!"

Yin Jiuyou walked out slowly from the void, with her face completely lowered, making it impossible to see what she was thinking, "I'm sorry Yan Sheng, I couldn't stop her."

"Oh, send her out," Yan Sheng said lightly.

"You, are you serious?" The same doubt came from Yin Jiuyou.

"Remember what I told you, I only wait for one year, and then don't force me to clean up with you." Yan Sheng turned around resolutely, taking one step at a time.

"Why is the patriarch so easy to talk about?" Yan Ke scratched his tender chin, a little puzzled.

"That's because you grew a tail like the fox ancestor," Yin Jiuyou said coldly.

"But I don't think this tail is any different from the previous ones. If I really care, it's a little softer. It's just right to use as a pillow at night."

Yin Jiuyou's downcast face was clouded with treachery, and she said to herself: Because what he wants is not the fox ancestor at all, he just needs this tail as a grafting container.

"Are we really going to the human world?"

"Well, but not now."

"Okay, I can afford to wait." Yan Ke's watery eyes were full of worry, and she looked towards the stream below the mountain, and the sword energy inspired by the Xuanyuan Sword had already descended on the surface of the water.

Qin Tian struggled to open his eyes wide under the water, and the seal ring had brought him to the bottom of the stream.

There was no mud and sand, only blood stains. Qin Tian swam lightly, fearing that if he stirred up a pool of blood, he would not be able to find what the seal ring wanted.

There was a chill down his spine, as if someone with trouble in a severe winter suddenly stuffed an ice pick into Qin Tian's back.

The ice pick was cold and rugged, and it was about to cut through Qin Tian's skin like a knife, breaking him into two pieces.

Qin Tian turned around in astonishment, and a dark sword mark on the water surface slashed down with the force of the sky.

The water surface was separated by the sword, and the pages of the book spread out on both sides flew into the sky.

The closer the black mark is to Qin Tian, ​​the less water in the pool will be. When the distance from Qin Tian is less than seven or eight meters, the pool of water will be squeezed out.

Qin Tian's heart was terribly cold, and he felt a suffocation that was more terrifying than the transpiration of blood.

All the printing skills are so insignificant in front of this black mark, and it is difficult to block, even he doubts if he has suffered such a little bit of sword force, can he still leave a mark about himself in the world? every bit.

The signet ring suddenly sank, holding his right arm and stirring around in the water for a while. Qin Tian's palm felt a pain, as if it had been punctured and scratched by something under the water. He subconsciously grabbed the thing.

The little finger touched this thing without hindrance, Qin Tian's heart was clear, and the black film covering the aura of the demon world finally disappeared.

He almost loved the sense of touch at this moment, and hurriedly twisted his right hand into a weird arc and wiped it on his sleeve.

A sudden whirlpool formed in the blood accumulated under the water, and Qin Tian fell down, as if he was buried in the ground underwater.

The black sword marks finally fell to the bottom, the bloody water in the pool was evaporated, and a long and narrow wound at the bottom of the pool was immeasurably deep and long.

Yan Ke took two steps forward in a panic, trying to see clearly, but she only saw the dry pond and a deep pit where the sword energy was hidden.

Next to him, Yin Jiuyou put a roll of his clothes, "He is not dead, if you want to see him, you should improve yourself quickly, and we will go to the world when you are six-tailed."

Only then did Yan Ke spit out his worries, "Thank you, Sister Yin."

"Just call me Jiuyou, Your Excellency the Holy Maiden."

Yan Ke smiled awkwardly, "Where are we going?"

"Since you have grown a fox ancestor's tail, the few candidate saintesses who are with you are naturally worthless."

Yan Ke's eyes were wide open, and some traces of unbearable and frightened flashed in his eyes: "You, you mean?"

"I didn't say anything, this is what Yan Sheng meant."

Yan Ke paced back and forth, struggling from the inside out, "She, they, can't."

"If they can't, you only have ten months to live, or do you think your little lover can't even predict your death and live a lonely life without knowing anything? Ah, maybe not, he may get married soon After giving birth, I will kill every fox girl I meet again." Yin Jiuyou has already grabbed Yan Ke's life gate.

Yan Ke's body trembled slightly. After a while, she tensed her calves and stamped her feet, "Let's go."

Yin Jiuyou turned around and led the way, "You made the most correct decision, Your Excellency the Holy Maiden, ah, this subordinate made a mistake, and I should call you Your Excellency the Holy Maiden from now on."

Yan Ke followed slowly, she had already lost the joyful mood of bouncing around, hearing this, she managed to force a smile, "Maybe."

(End of this chapter)