I have a role in the heavens

Xuanyuan Jingcheng didn't dare to look anymore, he quickly withdrew his mind and guarded the door of his heart, hoping to block the pursuit of Xinghui from the sea of ​​​​his heart. He broke out in a cold sweat and his breath weakened by three points, making him Lao Busha, who secretly looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng, was secretly happy.

If Xu Zongjia sensed something, he would take the initiative to take back the pursuing Xinghui. He did not want Xuanyuan Dashan to be able to escape because of himself.

Only then did Xuanyuan Jingcheng realize that there was such a great god in this small snow plain. He couldn't help but feel funny. Such a trivial matter in the Xuanyuan family could actually disturb such a person. He really didn't know whether he should feel honored or ashamed. Just looking at it The identity of the other party seemed to be that he was traveling with His Highness the Crown Prince. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He originally wanted to test the Crown Prince of Beiliang with his own martial arts experience to see if the other party was reliable. Now it seems that this is not the case. I'm afraid it won't have any effect. With such a godly man by his side, His Highness the Crown Prince might not think highly of my little understanding. It seems that the Xuanyuan world in the future will still be unable to escape the warship Beiliang. .

Although Xuanyuan Jingcheng sighed a little, he was not at all disappointed. Things depended on people, and things depended on heaven. Even with his Confucian sage's mentality, it was difficult to conquer the world. Moreover, with such a great god sitting in Beiliang, he was already invincible. Land, for the Xuanyuan family that is about to decline, is not a bad thing. The powerful Beiliang can better protect their mother and daughter, so that they will not be embarrassed or any unexpected changes will occur. He can also feel at ease!

Xuanyuan Jingcheng thought things through in the blink of an eye, and then looked at his father, Xuanyuan Guoqi, the head of the Xuanyuan family who had a weak sense of presence. He said coldly.

"Please father, please come down from the mountain. I will never enter Huishan again in this life."

Xuanyuan Guoqi laughed angrily, looked at his eldest son in disbelief, and said sternly: "You dare?"

At this time, two guests from the Xuanyuan family who had arrived in front of Daxueping suddenly flashed behind the captured Xuanyuan Zhongxing. Together, they killed Xuanyuan Zhongxing with one blow. Ning Emei had just raised the Divination Halberd in his hand and saw Seeing the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but be slightly stunned. I wonder why these two people, as guests of the Xuanyuan family, would be like this?

Xuanyuan Guoqi looked dull. Huang Fangfo just had a good relationship with this son. Everyone in Huishan knew that the two had a good relationship. But when did Hong Piao get in touch with Xuanyuan Jingcheng? !

Huang Fangfo and Hong Piao were the chief guest guest and the second guest guest respectively of the Xuanyuan family, and Hong Piao was a confidant whom Xuanyuan respected.

Huang Fangfo, the chief guest of Huishan, was the first-class martial artist in the world. He was close to the realm of a master. After encountering a big bottleneck in martial arts, he went to Huishan just to borrow secret books and use stones from other mountains to attack jade. Under normal circumstances, Guniu Dagang They won't trouble Huang Fangfo to do things. After all, guests are no better than family lackeys who come and go when called upon. Most of these masters follow the rules of guests who stay when they agree and leave when they don't agree.

Huang Fangfo was also an extremely smart person, proficient in all eighteen martial arts. He entered the palace early and rarely encountered any rivals in the world, but he was suppressed below the master level. He was puzzled and he did not hesitate to rush to the Western Regions to fight with Beimang still couldn't reach the level that seemed within reach. Finally, he and Xuanyuan Guoqi talked about friends with swords during a trip to Chunshen Lake. They cherished each other and were invited to Huishan. Now Huang Fangfo is among the Wusan people. He respected Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Jingxuan. The two brothers only treated each other politely, but they could not be said to be honest with each other. Instead, they often cooked wine and talked about history and made tea and discussed heroes with the unattractive guy in the eldest room. congenial.

Hong Piao was a nobody and a cripple back then, but he lived up to Xuanyuan's high expectations. In the blessed land of Huishan where many geniuses are born, he showed a martial arts talent that was not inferior to that of Xuanyuan Jingxuan. He acted with heroism and was the most popular among the guest officials. Not only that, Hong Piao was even more proficient in military strategy. After he was given the power to command the cavalry, he fed back the entire second house, making the second house better than the third house. It can be said that he was blessed by Xuanyuan's respect. Will.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng seemed to have noticed the incomprehension of Xuanyuan's national weapons, so he did not bother his father to ask, but spoke frankly.

"Hong Piao's current level of martial arts cultivation was accomplished by me. Xuanyuan Jingcheng is not really a nerd. He will not just study there for twenty years."

Those who lie down for a long time will travel far; those who lie down for a long time will fly high. Xuanyuan Jingcheng's twenty-year layout made Xuanyuan Guoqi feel despair.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng waved to the two distinguished guests and said, "Send them down the mountain."

Xuanyuan Guoqi was extremely angry, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Just them?

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was not surprised at all by Xuanyuan Guoqi's reaction and smiled.

"I knew you would be like this!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng lowered his head and glanced at his clothes, which were stained with blood and could not see the blue color on his chest. Finally, he glanced at Huishan, where he had lived for more than forty years, and his only daughter, whom he had loved for twenty years, with a slight regret in his heart. , after all, the last person was not waiting, Xuanyuan Jingcheng slowly knelt down and said loudly.

"The sky hangs down with thousands of images, the earth carries all things, the emperor, the emperor, the queen of earth, Xuanyuan kneels before the city to pray for death!"

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng begs for death!"

The sky and the earth moved, and the echoes echoed in the Daxueping. Dark clouds covered the Daxueping, and a huge and strange vortex appeared, covering the entire Zhaoyao Mountain.

Not to mention Guniu Dagang in Huishan, even the nearly ten thousand Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain can clearly hear it.

A look of despair appeared on Xuanyuan Guoqi's face. He had already sensed the disaster. The sword at his waist was unsheathed and flew outwards. He fled in a hurry, without the arrogance he had just now.

At the same time, a purple lightning pillar suddenly fell, as thick as a mountain peak, and endless purple lightning snakes poured down, covering the entire snow flat except for the small area where Xuanyuan Qingfeng was. , it seems that no matter how ups and downs the world is, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, a father, will protect a peaceful and stable place before he dies.

Xu Zongjia waved his hand to protect the people behind him, with an understatement and effortlessness, as if it was a child's play for a Confucian saint to burn his life in exchange for the magnificent vision of Qi Xuan frame's ascension.

Xuanyuan Dapan jumped towards the bottom of the Daxueping cliff, hoping to survive in death, but was forcefully pulled back into the purple thunder beam by Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng could no longer hold back the endless regret and sadness in his heart, and a hoarse shout echoed on the snowy plain.

"father!"

Chi Lianxia, ​​who had just run to the entrance of Daxueping, looked at the purple lightning snakes all over the sky, listened to the heartbroken cry, and immediately fell to the ground. She no longer had the strength to stand up, and collapsed softly in the muddy rain. , there was no trace of life on his face anymore, a desperate and numb aura lingered around him, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on his face.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's figure was submerged in the thunderous snake tribulation that filled the sky. A smile of relief escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he also left a soft sigh, but he didn't know what he was sighing about.