I have a role in the heavens

This figure was extremely tall and straight, with a back like a pillar of heaven, standing tall against the sky and the earth, supporting the world. He was holding a thick-backed sword in his hand, which was wide and sharp, and there was a faint sword energy, which made people feel chilly.

This person is none other than Heavenly Sword Song Que. He stands with his hands behind his back, content and calm. He quietly stares at Song Yuhua who is sitting upright above him. His wise and deep eyes are full of surprise. He is handsome and perfect, like the facial features carved by a knife. No wonder he is called the most perfect person.

"Before coming to Bashu this time, I imagined many consequences! Including the brothers turning against each other, I would kill Jie Hui!"

"The only thing I didn't expect was that you actually defeated Xie Hui and took control of Duzun Castle. This really surprised me!"

Song Que's eyes were full of admiration. He moved his gaze and stopped at the full-moon scimitar at Song Yuhua's waist. An extremely bright and brilliant sword intention was hidden in it. Song Que's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he was ready to fight. He raised his hand and unconsciously clenched the handle of the knife, wanting to draw the knife and fight against this greatly changed daughter.

For the first time, Song Yuhua clearly felt the terrifying power of Song Que, the heavenly sword. His aura was deep, lofty, and majestic, like the way of heaven, all-encompassing, overlooking all living beings, indifferent, ruthless, supreme, and irresistible. In the past, when his strength was poor, Song Yuhua was just He was in awe of Song Que and didn't dare to go against his will, but now it was different. Even when he was facing the power of the Heavenly Sword, he was still calm and composed, speaking extremely calmly.

"Why, does father want to have a fight with his daughter?"

Song Yuhua was not afraid at all. Even though Song Que had entered the realm of Grand Master, she was still in the realm of Grandmaster Consummation. She was still very tough. The momentum around her body rose, and a silver moon jumped into the void. At first, it was just a crescent moon. Continuously climbing, the moon path in the sky turned into a jade plate, perfect, sprinkled with the cold moonlight, bright and bright, illuminating the somewhat dim main hall, the silver moon continued to move, and finally fell below the horizon, a bright sun Rising, its great light is extremely bright and dazzling. The stars and the moon disappear, not daring to compete for the glory. As the sun sets and the moon rises, the stars are bright and vibrate one after another. A dazzling galaxy jumps into the eyes. It is vast, dazzling and magnificent. ,magnificent.

A heavenly sword rose in Song Que's mind. It was boundless and slashed at the bright stars. The sword's light was brighter than the stars. This bright light seemed to be the first ray of light between heaven and earth. It dispelled the darkness and brought light. Compared with it, the stars were much dim, and the entire galaxy seemed to be extinguished.

The sky knife fell, the galaxy broke and split into two, countless stars perished and exploded, and bright fireworks bloomed in the starry sky, which was exceptionally gorgeous and poignant, making people intoxicated in this spectacular scene.

Song Yuhua's face changed slightly, a bright sword light flashed in her pretty and bright eyes, her delicate body trembled slightly, she let out a muffled groan, and her mind was shaken. This time in the sword competition, she was still slightly inferior to Song Que, the Heavenly Sword. A little loss.

"What a ruthless and indifferent heavenly sword. It cuts everything and destroys nothing. It has an unparalleled sharpness and a peerless brilliance!"

The cold sword intent on Song Que's body gradually converged and disappeared, and his whole person looked simple and unpretentious, without the sharp and domineering force just now, and he nodded in wonder.

"Your Galaxy Sword Intent is brilliant and majestic. It is not weaker than my Heavenly Sword. It's just that your cultivation has not yet reached the realm of Grand Master, so you are no match for me!"

Song Que didn't expect that his eldest daughter would be so stunning. It had only been a few short years since he last met her, but she had already reached the state of Grand Master perfection. Her sword intention was high and her sword energy was pure. Given time, she would definitely be able to do it. Becoming his biggest opponent, you can compete with him for the title of the best swordsman in the world.

"You are very good, I am pleasantly surprised. In just a few years, you have become one of the top masters in the world. Among all the swordsmen in the world, you are ranked second. Even Gao Zhong's Jing Zhongyue, at this time It’s not as brilliant as your Galaxy Knife!”

As Song Que's most valued junior, Kou Zhong has an extremely stunning Jing Zhongyue. He has already entered the realm of a master and was engraved in the knife sharpening hall by Song Que. He believes that he will definitely become the best swordsman in the world after himself in the future. Everyone.

Now, Song Que has a different view. Although the Jing Zhongyue in his mouth is stunning, it is not as brilliant as Song Yuhua's Galaxy Knife. In the future, everyone will compete for the best knife in the world!

Song Que actually had regrets. None of his children could practice swordsmanship. Song Yuhua was gentle and well-behaved back then and was not interested in martial arts. Song Yuzhi and Song Shidao both practiced swordsmanship with Song Zhi and did not want to practice swordsmanship. They did not want to live with their father's heavenly sword all their lives. Under the shadow, this regret has now been made up for. Song Yuhua actually regained martial arts. In just a few years, he mastered the Galaxy Sword Technique, which is stunning and brilliant. Among the younger generation, excluding Hou Xibai, Song Yuhua is the most amazing, even the master concubine. Xuan, Wanwan and others are also slightly inferior.

"Your name is enough to be engraved in the Sharpening Hall!"

Song Que was very emotional. He never thought that he would have his family's names engraved in the knife-making hall. Even Song Zhi, the old master's earth sword, was not qualified to be engraved in the knife-making hall. Now he, who had been well-behaved and gentle since childhood, was But his daughter did it, which was a result he had never imagined.

"No, I no longer need to engrave my name on the knife grinding hall!"

Song Yuhua categorically refused. This goal that used to motivate her to practice martial arts was already within reach, but she was no longer interested. She had truly understood the meaning of being strong. With the heart of a strong person, she could control her own destiny. , do not need these false names to show their strong strength.

Song Que was stunned for a moment when he heard this. The light in his eyes became brighter and scarier, with endless fighting intent in his eyes. He wanted to fight Song Yuhua more and more, and said in a deep voice.

"You have actually cut off the obsession in your heart, and your state of mind is perfect. You are only one step away from stepping into the realm of the Grand Master. It really surprises me. You surprise me again and again!"

Song Yuhua's state at this time is similar to that of Song Que before. He may step into the realm of the Grand Master at any time. He can be called the top master under the Grand Master. The three great holy monks are now in this realm and have already half-stepped into it. It only takes a little chance to break through the realm of the Grandmaster.

Master Daoxin got this chance and was enlightened by Hou Xibai's Buddhist sound. He transformed directly and entered the realm of a great master.

Song Yuhua's expression was cold. Facing Song Que, whom he used to be in awe of, there was no wave in his heart. He said calmly like a dry well.

"When I become a Grand Master, I will definitely fight with my father to see who is the best swordsman in the world!"

Song Yuhua was very similar to Song Que in temperament at this time. He was unparalleled in elegance and majesty, his eyes lit up with bright light, the stars emerged, extremely bright, and an extremely hot fighting spirit filled the main hall.

Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, was overjoyed when he heard this. He clapped his hands and laughed. His laughter was so heroic that it stirred in the sky above Duzun Castle and attracted the attention of countless people.

"Okay, okay!"

"I'm waiting for you, I hope that day won't come too late!"

Song Yuhua nodded, the bright brilliance in her starry eyes gradually faded away, the fighting spirit in her body restrained, her delicate palm tightly grasped the handle of the knife, it was not the right time, her cultivation was three points weaker than Song Que, even though her sword skills were not weak Song Que was still no match for the Heavenly Sword.

A touch of unwillingness echoed in the depths of my heart. The coldness of the sword and the bright light of the sword cut off this unwillingness. I took a deep breath and returned to a calm state again. My heart was like a full moon, cold and pure. Reflecting inside and outside, it is peaceful and quiet.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the main hall, standing between Song Que and Song Yuhua. He was dressed in white, unstained by dust, noble and majestic, bohemian, with a hundred-dollar fan on his waist. It was the sentimental figure. Young Master Hou Xibai.

Hou Xibai put his right hand behind his back and looked at Song Yuhua with a faint smile on his face. He felt that Song Yuhua's mental thoughts were a little sluggish. He frowned slightly and a mental thought spread out, turning into a bright mirror, shining on Song Yuhua's soul. Deep in the depths, a blade of light appeared on the mirror surface. The sky was far away, and the thick and vast atmosphere filled the air. The light on the mirror flashed, extremely bright. This blade of light was wiped away, leaving no trace, and then the mirror turned into dots of starlight. Falling into Song Yuhua's mind, the nectar dropped from the sky was full of vitality, repairing Song Yuhua's damaged soul and spirit.

Song Yuhua's face became a little more rosy and blood-red, and the stars in her eyes once again shone brightly, shining brightly on the sky. It was brilliant and brilliant, condensed into a full moon scimitar, with cold light, hanging high in the void, isolated from the world.

Hou Xibai finally felt relieved and turned to look at Song Que, frowning and complaining with some dissatisfaction.

"Master Song, as a father, you are going too far to attack your daughter!"

Song Que was really wronged. In this sword fight, he only fought passively. It was Song Yuhua who took the initiative to test. Although he was extremely eager to fight Song Yuhua, the time was not yet ripe. Only when Song Yuhua entered the realm of the Grand Master would that happen. This is the best time to fight, so that you can enjoy a hearty and evenly matched battle.

Although the Heavenly Sword Song Que is warlike, he will never bully the weak or bully the weak. Song Que has an arrogant personality. His sword will only be swung at the strong and will never be used to cut at the weak. This is his persistence and his belief.

"I took the initiative!"

Song Yuhua's face was not as cold as before, but a little softer. She seemed to have once again transformed into the gentle and elegant Song Yuhua in the past. Her beautiful eyes were sparkling and particularly moving. She walked down from her seat and stood beside Hou Xibai. , a look of longing and happiness on his face.

Hou Xibai was a little surprised. He didn't expect Song Yuhua to be so aggressive and dare to take action against Song Que. This change was really big. It seemed that under his influence, this gentle and elegant lady from a high family completely transformed and became Fenghua. A peerless female hero.

"I can't hold back the fighting spirit in my heart, I want to experience the power of the Heavenly Sword!"

"It's a pity that my current cultivation level is still a little bit inferior, so I am no match!"

Song Yuhua seemed to sense Hou Xibai's surprise, and explained the reason softly, with a hint of unwillingness on her pretty face, and her fighting spirit disappeared in a flash.

Hou Xibai was thoughtful, his eyes fluctuated slightly as he stared at this magnificent beauty, feeling the reluctance deep in her heart, he sighed and said helplessly.

"That's all, I'll give you a helping hand, help you step into the realm of the Grand Master, and put an end to your obsessions!"

Song Yuhua wants to fight Song Que because she wants to say goodbye to her past experiences and prove to herself that she can control her own destiny and is no longer the eldest lady who relies on the Song clan, a bird in a cage.

Hou Xibai understood Song Yuhua's thoughts and did not want Song Yuhua to wait for the future. Incomparably powerful spiritual thoughts jumped out and poured into the depths of Song Yuhua's soul. Fly away from the sky.

When Song Que saw this, his expression was solemn, and he walked to the door with the thick-backed knife clenched in his hand. He looked out warily, protecting the two of them so that no one else could disturb them.

Song Yuhua was in a trance, wrapped in Hou Xibai's mental thoughts, and flew into the outer starry sky. Layers of thunder and fire were passed through, silver snakes danced wildly, and flames burned. It was extremely dangerous, but Hou Xibai's mental thoughts were all blocked. Outside, no harm can be done to Song Yuhua's mind.

The two of them soared all the way up and up. I don't know how high they flew, and I don't know how long they flew. They suddenly emerged from the last layer of thunder and fire. The surrounding area was empty. Song Yuhua looked down and saw an extremely huge blue planet above them. underfoot.

"Is this the land we live on?"

"It's really spectacular, but why is the earth round?"

Countless thoughts emerged in Song Yuhua's heart, and doubts echoed one by one. No one answered her doubts. She needed to find the answers to these questions herself.

Hou Xibai's mental thoughts did not stop flying, and Song Yuhua's mind continued to go deep into the vast foggy starry sky. The bumpy moon came into Song Yuhua's eyes, and the blazing sun was also panoramic to her. Countless old concepts were swept away. Shattered, countless new concepts were reshaped, Song Yuhua's mind shone with a faint gleaming light. After undergoing a special transformation, the gleaming light gradually brightened, driving away the impurities deep in his mind, and wisps of black energy disappeared into the gleaming light. It seems to be purified.

I don't know how long she has been flying away, but Song Yuhua no longer has the concept of time. The light in her mind is extremely bright, but for some reason, there is still a trace of incompleteness, which is extremely surprising.

Until, a galaxy suddenly appeared and jumped into Song Yuhua's mind. It was extremely spectacular, incomparably grand, brilliant, and dazzling. This is the most beautiful and spectacular scene in the world. It is extremely shocking. All the colors in the world can be seen here. There is no more beautiful scenery in the universe than this. Song Yuhua's mind can no longer move. She is completely shocked by this bright and vast galaxy. She is extremely intoxicated. If this is a dream, she is willing to never wake up for the rest of her life.

After Song Yuhua's mind saw this mysterious and bright galaxy, it underwent a mysterious transformation. The bright light turned into nine-colored rays of light, which was extremely gorgeous. Billions of thoughts turned into tiny stars, and countless tiny stars gathered to form the A gorgeous and dazzling galaxy resonated with the stars in the universe outside. Vibrating at the same frequency, countless stars shrouded Song Yuhua's mind, like a dream, dazzling and gorgeous.

I don't know how long it took, Song Yuhua slowly opened his eyes. The Milky Way was shining brightly in his eyes, slowly rotating. Countless stars, sun and moon shed their light, illuminating the whole soul. It was perfect and infinitely bright. Song Yuhua's body was filled with incomparable brilliance. The sword intent rose up, filling the void, with its sharp edge revealed, and pressed towards Song Que.

Song Que suddenly turned around, his eyes widened, and he laughed loudly. The laughter was so exciting that the buildings of Duzun Castle were shaking continuously. The sound was extremely frightening, like thunder roaring, and the whole world was shocked.

"Okay, okay!"

"war!"

"cut!"

Song Que shouted loudly and slashed down the thick-backed sword in his hand. The sword was brilliant and the light was as bright as water. He slashed towards Song Yuhua, who had just completed his transformation. He showed no mercy. This was the first time that Song Que took the initiative to attack Song Yuhua. , because Song Yuhua is already a master swordsman who can compete with him, and he cannot be underestimated in any way.

Song Yuhua's green hair was flying, her eyes were bright, her clothes were fluttering, and her palms were resting on the handle of the knife at her waist.

"Zheng!"

A clear sound sounded, like the cry of a phoenix, clear and sweet, and a full moon rose, holy and cold, exuding an incomparable cold air, and slashed towards the light of the sword.

"Ding!"

The sword light collided, dazzling, and the sword energy flew out, shooting at the furnishings in the main hall, which were about to be destroyed.

Hou Xibai chuckled lightly, waved his hand, and a blast of true energy, pure and clear, was eliminated, all the sword energy was invisible, without any fireworks, and in an understatement, he revealed that he was more powerful than the two of them. Superior strength.

Song Yuhua frowned slightly, glanced at the furnishings in the main hall, then flashed and rushed outside.

"We go out to fight, this place can't stand the torment!"

Song Que happily agreed, and his figure exploded and disappeared. The two of them stood in the bluestone square in front of the main hall at the same time, facing each other three feet apart. The knives in their hands were pointed at each other, their eyes In the middle of the city, fighting spirit surged, and the momentum around the whole body was fully released. The color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds gathered, the strong wind wrinkled, the clouds gathered, and the atmosphere was depressed and low.

Hou Xibai walked out of the main hall unhurriedly, stood on the high steps, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked down at the two of them. His black hair was blowing in the strong wind, and the corners of his clothes were rustling. He was independent from the world, as if he was an immortal.

Song Yuhua stepped forward, with a graceful figure, like a weak willow in the wind, fluttering in the wind, and instantly appeared in front of Song Que. The full moon scimitar in his hand was slashed out, and the cold air filled the air, and the stone slabs on the ground of the square condensed. There was a layer of white frost, as if we had entered the twelfth lunar month of winter in an instant, and it was extremely cold.

The sword energy was extremely condensed, clinging to the blade without any wastage. It slashed at the main artery of Song Que's neck at a mysterious angle. The sharp edge was like a needle prick, making the hairs on Song Que's neck stand on end. Got goosebumps.

Song Queqing shouted, and the thick-backed sword in his hand changed from the open and closed style before to become extremely delicate. He placed it horizontally on the round moon scimitar like an arm command, and the pure sword energy suddenly burst out. .

"boom!"

The sword energy exploded like a bolt from the blue. Blades of sword energy as thick as cow hairs shot out from the center of the explosion, leaving bottomless holes in the square. They were deep and gloomy. This power was enough to turn people into a hornet's nest. , extremely shocking.

Song Yuhua is like a goddess of Gushe or a fairy in the cold palace, walking slightly on the waves, wearing stockings that are dusty, dancing gracefully in the storm of sword energy, and coming around behind Song Que, the silver moon in her hand falls, cold and sad, the moonlight shines in the void It left a long tail and crashed into Song Que's back with murderous intent.

Song Que felt the cold air on his back, his mind was awe-inspiring, and his soul entered the state of being as immovable as a mountain. With a turn of his wrist, a broad and heavy heavenly sword appeared behind him. The net opened and moved towards the silver moon cover.