Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow

The sword shadow behind Ji Zikong solidified, and the sword intent swept in all directions, extremely cold.

This sword intent suddenly rushed out of the sea like a dragon in the raging waves.

Countless sword lights enveloped Shen Qing, covering the sky and the sun.

Shen Qing saw this scene, and his face, which was as pale as paper, lost its color at this moment, and a flash of unbelievable horror flashed in his eyes.

Facing the sea-like sword light, he had no way out.

At this moment of life and death, he gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and directly sacrificed the tripod from his sea of ​​​​qi.

I saw a flash of black light at the center of my eyebrows, and an ancient and majestic aura filled the air.

An ancient three-legged tripod appeared in front of Shen Qing out of thin air.

The tripod was only the size of a palm, but it contained a monstrous sword intent.

This sword intent did not come from the tripod, but from the broken blade in the tripod, as well as the scarlet blood.

Shen Qing had studied it before. The broken blade inside was extremely terrifying and difficult for him to control.

Every time he tried, he was taking a risk.

What was more troublesome was that the dirty blood in the broken blade contained a true meaning. If he used it too much, he would be attacked by the sword energy in the broken blade. The true meaning would be polluted, and even his soul would be damaged.

However, at this point, he could not care about those things.

Shen Qing's mind moved, clenched his teeth, and poured all the remaining spiritual power in his body into the tripod.

The light on the acupuncture points all over his body trembled.

In an instant, the three-legged tripod rose into the air, turned into a posture that covered the sky and the sun, and leaned forward, releasing a torrent of sword intent.

The sealed broken blade in the tripod rushed out directly, turned into a stream of silver light, and collided head-on with Ji Zikong's sword.

Boom!

The dirty blood on the broken blade gave off a glass-like brilliance, and the torrent of sword intent became extremely prosperous.

The sound of porcelain breaking rang out between heaven and earth.

"How is it possible?" Ji Zikong exclaimed with wide eyes.

He saw that his sword image was defeated by this sword intent and began to disintegrate bit by bit.

There was a muffled bang.

The sword image condensed by his soul completely exploded.

The invisible space ripples spread in all directions.

Ji Zikong staggered and took a few steps back before he stabilized his body.

A wisp of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face became bloodless.

Shen Qing was also not feeling well.

Even though the Six Paths of Reincarnation was extremely powerful, it could not completely resist the spiritual power consumption of this broken blade.

"Woo..." Shen Qing's throat was sweet, and a strong will was stained on his soul.

He made a prompt decision and cut off that wisp of soul.

Seeing that Ji Zikong had not reacted yet, Shen Qing's eyes flashed with a trace of determination, and his hands kept moving, directly urging the Great Void Movement Technique to escape from this place.

The tripod spun around and knocked against the void in front of it.

Cracks appeared in the void, and then a dark hole was revealed.

The tripod directly tore the barrier of space and rolled Shen Qing into it.

"Want to leave? Dare!"

Ji Zikong desperately wanted to stop Shen Qing.

But he was still a step slower.

When he rushed to the hole, Shen Qing had already crossed the void and lost his trace.

After a while, everything was settled.

Even if Ji Zikong tried his best to search, he could not find any breath of Shen Qing, which made him furious.

Ji Zikong, who had been in a high position for a long time, had never lost his composure like this, and he had completely lost the majesty of an emperor.

"Wow!"

Ji Zikong suddenly felt his blood boiling, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood.

He was horrified to find that at some point a will had merged into his soul.

"Damn it!"

Ji Zikong's face was hideous.

In order to save his life, he directly cut off a small part of his soul and was severely injured.

The whole person fell from mid-air uncontrollably and hit the ground.

Ji Zikong sat on the ground, panting and recovering his spirit.

At this moment, he was shocked beyond words.

He had never thought that with his current status and position, as the world's number one martial artist, he could not even defeat a martial artist in the realm of the soul!

If it spread out, no one would believe it.

The more Ji Zikong thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

Who exactly is Shen Qing!!!

"No matter who he is, there can only be one supreme martial artist in this world. No matter what, that person must be me!"

Ji Zikong's mentality was completely crazy. He condensed his eyes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, soared into the sky again, and flew towards the ruined capital.

It has come to this point, so why not just do it once and for all? The eight great families have raised him for so long, and it's time to reap the harvest and achieve their own success!

"Let's go, His Majesty is crazy, we must leave here immediately!"

On the outskirts of Kyoto, Huangfu Rou had found the place where her uncle and aunt and others were staying at some point, and directly asked them to evacuate.

His Majesty killed the clan, such a treasonous thing could happen. She had already seen that the world was going to be completely chaotic, and it would be dangerous to continue staying in the capital.

It was still unknown what would happen later, and it would be too late if they didn't leave now.

Tian Xiaohu and others hid in the manor, only hearing a lot of noise outside, but they didn't know what happened specifically.

At this time, they saw Huangfu Rou hurriedly asking them to evacuate, and they were also puzzled.

"What happened? Didn't we just evacuate? Why do we have to evacuate again?"

Huangfu Judo: "After the Huangtian Sect attacked the city, Your Majesty went crazy and killed people everywhere. If you stay here anymore, everyone will die!"

"ah?!"

Uncle Shen Er and others were shocked.

"What about Qingzi? Where is he?" Uncle Shen Er asked hurriedly.

Huangfu Rou was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be calm and said: "He has his own affairs, don't worry, with his cultivation level, not many people in the world can touch him."

"Don't ask too many questions. Just leave quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late."

"good!"

Uncle Shen Er and others trusted Huangfulou very much and followed her away without saying anything.

It had just been moved out not long ago, and many things were ready-packed, so it was not troublesome for Huangfurou to bring them with him.

A group of carriages and horses quickly headed southwest.

On the carriage, Aunt Wang was a little frightened. She looked at the sharp-looking Huangfurou beside her, and finally couldn't help but asked cautiously: "Niece-in-law, where are we going?"

Huangfu Rou's eyes narrowed and he said, "Go back to Yongzhou!"

At this moment, she heard screams coming from the direction of the capital behind her, like thunder.

"Child of the Ji family, you are like this. I won't spare you, ah..."

…

The screams were horrifying and gave people a chilling feeling.

Everyone in the Shen family in the carriage fell into silence after hearing this, not daring to say a word.

Only Huangfu Rou subconsciously glanced at the direction where Shen Qing disappeared before, remaining silent. (End of chapter)