An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

Lin Fangsheng's eyes sank, and he glanced through the brocade and neon clothes. Suffering from the fact that the spirit sword was not in his hand, and his spirit power was suppressed by the cold iron chains, he finally managed to release two sword intents, and cut the tray in the maid's hand into two pieces. Brocade silk, pearls Gems, scattered all over the place.Then he sneered and said, "Mu Tianjiang, you are really deceiving people too much."

The six maids knelt down one after another with expressions of fear on their faces, lowered their foreheads to the ground, and wept: "I beseech the Empress to be merciful, and spare my life."

Although these attendants are innocent, Lin Fangsheng is not confused, and he sneered again: "Your life and death are in the hands of the master, why come to me to beg for mercy."

The leading maid said: "Little life is cheap, how dare you bother the Holy Queen. It's just that if you offend the Holy Master, it's not a pity for the young one to die. I'm afraid it will drag the Holy Queen. Besides, the Holy Queen's best friend is still in the dungeon..."

Lin Fangsheng even laughed loudly: "If you can't be soft, just make threats? Mu Tianjiang is really a good servant of the teacher. If your best friend knows what I'm doing now, I'm afraid you'll give me a compliment, and your plan will be in vain. Go find your master, I have something to say."

All the maids saw that both hard and soft methods didn't work, so they had to stand up one by one and leave one by one.

Na Zongzhen originally learned that today the Holy Lord hosted a banquet for the officials, and wanted to ask the future Holy Empress to meet the officials, but he was sick and lying on the bed, and his confidants reported that Lin Fang had caused a big disturbance, and his spirit was shaken immediately. Turned over and sat up, said: "Quickly make up with me!"

His personal maid, Xiao Ru, combed his hair neatly, and said, "Young master, it's time to dress up and go out, so that the little man Xiu will know that there is no one in the six worlds who can match the young master's beauty." .The Holy Lord really is..."

Zong Zhen saw her unscrupulous words, and immediately lowered his face and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, the Lord's deep meaning is beyond our ability to guess. Now let's see how that Renxiu plans to end up."

Xiao Ru shut up immediately, the master and servant were busy and didn't mention it.

In Immortal Dragon Slayer's dormitory, not long after, Mu Tianxiang walked in with a smell of alcohol all over his body, his pair of deep purple eyes were also a little bright because of the alcohol, but the guards were even more frightened and did not dare to approach.He was not annoyed either, he just sat at the stone table by himself, propped his chest with one hand, and said just now: "This bride has a bit of a temper, if she doesn't surrender, she may climb on top of her husband in the future. Fang Sheng, do you think so?"

But Lin Fangsheng didn't answer, the iron chain squeaked, he walked to the table, turned over two carved bone cups, and poured tea for him, but Mu Tianxiang laughed and said: "The last time you poured wine for me, you killed me Projection. What's your plan this time?"

Lin Fangsheng felt disheartened when he heard his self-deprecating words, but his expression was still indifferent, and his hands didn't shake halfway until he filled the cup with Qinxiangling tea and handed it to him: "At that time, you intended to disturb the Qing Dynasty. Long, how can I just sit back and watch the harm caused to thousands of people.”

Mu Tianxiang took it, put it on his lips and took a sip, lowered his head, and moved in the same posture as Yan Xie.It's just that Yan Xie is young, full of ambition, and full of vitality; Mu Tianjiang is like an old man, although his spirit is domineering and terrifying, his brows are somewhat dispirited, and his eyes are full of contempt: "People? Ants Rat, what does it have to do with you if hundreds of millions die."

Lin Fangsheng's eyes were slightly fixed, and his fingers were fastened under the sleeves of his robe. However, he also knew that it would be futile to talk more about those who have different ways. But what's the situation?"

Mu Tianjiang put the teacup back on the table, but he didn't answer, he just focused his deep purple eyes on Lin Fangsheng's face.

But it's like being stared at by a fierce beast that is absolutely impossible to resist, which makes people feel chills down the back.

Lin Fangsheng still insisted, and said again: "If the demon world is destroyed, what do you do, holy master? Now the cart is upside down, and you are having fun under the dangerous wall... It's just drinking doves to quench your thirst. Let me ask you, how can you stay away from the demon world?" How long will it be before it is completely destroyed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere in the room changed, it was like a mountain rain was about to come, it was gloomy and oppressive, almost making people breathless.Although Lin Fangsheng had been prepared for a long time, he was forced to turn pale by his momentum, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on.

At this time, there was a hasty knock on the door to rescue him from his predicament.

There was a voice of a strange man panicking outside the door: "Report to the Holy Master, the door of the crystal wall has opened!"

The demon world is surrounded by crystal walls, and only five gates are connected to the demon world, and only those with a cultivation level below Yuan Ying can pass through with the help of external forces.

These five gates are now all within the territory of Tongtian Holy Kingdom ruled by Mu Tianjiang.

The boundless erosion has destroyed the northernmost two countries, Shangxuan and Mingxin. The people of the two countries fled in panic and became displaced, and migrated all the way to Tongtian Holy Kingdom.

There are also all the demon kings and lords gathered to discuss countermeasures, but they have no clue.The only way to open the channel is to send all the people of the Demon Realm into exile.

It's just that the monks above the Nascent Soul are blocked even from retreating. They have to fight to the death or sit and wait for death. There is no other countermeasure.

Therefore, the Tongtian Holy Kingdom sealed off the passage and sent heavy troops to guard it. Although ordinary demons complained, but their strength was weak, and most of the cultivators above Yuanying and above acquiesced—they all believed that a catastrophe was coming. The mood of burning jade and stone.

Now that the passage is opened, there will be demons swarming from all directions.

The messenger continued to add: "It's the Suzaku gate in the southeast corner, but it was... opened from the outside. The garrison is in an emergency, and General Shan has led his army to rush to help, but there are monsters invading in all directions..."

Mu Tianjiang didn't wait for him to finish speaking, his body flickered, and he went out the door.

The messenger let out a scream, and a violent demonic energy accompanied by fluctuations in the spell came in just before the door was closed.

Lin Fangsheng's vision was very broad, and he could tell that Mu Tianxiang didn't think the messenger was dictating too slowly, or he didn't want him to divulge too many secrets, so he simply searched the soul to understand the whole picture.

It's just that once this soul-searching technique was performed, the messenger's spiritual consciousness was completely destroyed, and he was considered useless.

For a while, the surroundings were silent again, but Lin Fangsheng gradually became anxious. Although he didn't know the current situation of the demon world, he could guess that the situation must be critical. Otherwise, with Mu Tianjiang's great power, how could he leave in such a hurry.

It's just that he is now also trapped in a small space, and he is helpless.He couldn't help but tugged on the cold iron chain angrily, there was a cold and crisp sound, but it was just reminding him again that he was in a cage.

In his anger, he saw the door opened again.

That Zong Zhen was dressed in red again, shining brightly, and walked in enchantingly, but he was no longer ostentatious, but slightly bowed his hands and saluted, and said with a smile: "In the name of the Holy Master, I come to accompany the Holy Master." Empress relieves boredom. Please don't worry about the front line, Holy Empress."

Lin Fangsheng frowned, saw him sitting down peacefully, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zong Zhen sighed and said: "I don't know who opened the Vermilion Bird Gate, and countless refugees rushed forward to flee to the demon world. The demon world has now... been swallowed by a third. The two countries of Shangxuan Mingxin in the north are now nothing but darkness and chaos. "

He answered in detail, but at the same time, he took out a key and a ring from his sleeve, put them gently on the table, and pushed them towards Lin Fangsheng.

Lin Fangsheng could see clearly that the ring was his Qiankun Ring, but the key was silver and white, cold, and the texture was the same as a chain...

Feeling a little surprised for a moment, he looked at Zong Zhen.

Zong Zhen's expression remained the same, and even his tone of voice remained the same. He continued to report in a rambling manner: "Nowadays, there are many refugees gathered in our Tongtiansheng territory. Everything is covered, and now they all go to Suzaku Gate... Although everyone is low-level, they can gather sand to form a tower, and gather armpits to form fur. The gathering of so many mobs is just a hard work for the Lord, and I am afraid it will take days and nights to kill them. clean up..."

If Lin Fangsheng still doesn't understand now, then he is really blind and deaf.

Immediately, he flicked on the table, put away the Qiankun Ring, held the key again, found the keyhole on the chain that bound his ankle tightly, and with a slight click, he finally untied the cold iron chain that had troubled him for a long time.

Immediately, the cold dissipated, and the imprisoned and suppressed golden core aura revived again, as if letting go of a heavy burden, the whole body felt relaxed.

Zong Zhen said again: "Holy Empress! You are..."

Lin Fangsheng raised his head, and saw Zong Zhen blinking hard at him, he immediately understood, summoned the Xuanyin Panlong Sword, put it on Zong Zhen's neck, and shouted: "Lead me to the dungeon quickly, or you will be shot!"

Immediately, two guards broke into the gate, but were killed by Lin Fangsheng's sword formation on the spot.

Then Zong Zhen led the way to the dungeon.

Zong Zhen was panicked along the way, pear blossoms brought rain, and begged for forgiveness in every possible way, which made the guards be cautious and dare not do anything.

Therefore, if encountering difficulties, Lin Fangsheng had a sword array to protect him and hostages in his hands, so he didn't need much effort to reach the entrance of the dungeon.

It should be that most of the manpower was transferred to the border to guard the gate, and there were few guards in the dungeon, so they were easily subdued by Lin Fangsheng.

Seeing no one around, Lin Fangsheng let go of the spirit sword and said, "It's done, there are no outsiders here, so there is no need to play tricks."

Zong Zhen immediately put away his panic expression, frowned a pair of dark and slender eyebrows, gently rubbed his thin white neck, and complained: "You are so rude, I am a benefactor."

Seeing him like this, Lin Fangsheng smiled: "I'm sorry, why did Master Zong help me escape."

Zong Zhen turned his head when he heard the words, and replied stiffly: "You don't care about the position of Holy Empress...then let someone else do it."

Naturally, Lin Fangsheng couldn't get what he wanted, so he cupped his hands and said, "I wish Master Zong all his wishes come true, and I'll take my leave."

Just about to walk, but Zong Zhen pulled him back, saying: "If you leave like this, I will be in bad luck. Just cut me off with a sword."

Lin Fangsheng was startled, but then he couldn't laugh again. He looked at Zong Zhen's charmingly smiling eyes, and said, "Then I will help Master Zong succeed in his bitter plan."

Then he picked out a low-grade spirit sword, avoided the vital point, pierced Zong Zhen's chest with one sword, and nailed him to the stone wall of the dungeon.

Zong Zhen's face turned pale from the pain, but he still said, "Thank you."

Although Lin Fangsheng wanted to take care of him for a while, he was afraid that Mu Tianxiang would see through and ruin Zong Zhen's plan, so he said, "Farewell."

Then he dodged and entered the depths of the dungeon.

There are really many wonders in this world. If someone tells Lin Fangsheng, someone will thank you for being stabbed with a sword in the future. I am afraid that Lin Fangsheng will only find it ridiculous, but now, he is in it and let nature take its course.

Going down a few more floors, I just reached the deepest cell. The cold air is extremely uncomfortable for fire monks.There was also the sound of dripping water, which made the space filled with black stones even more silent.

At the corner of the dark wall, several chains criss-crossed, binding a figure firmly.

Lin Fangsheng condensed his breath and approached slowly.

The man's wrist bones were pierced by iron chains, hanging left and right, and his blood had turned black.There are also two chains piercing through the lute bone and shoulder bones. The clothes on his body are torn and stained with blood, and the original color and style can no longer be discerned.

Hearing the movement, the man raised his head slowly. His handsome face, which was once noble and arrogant, is now bloodless and haggard. His dark hair hangs down from his forehead, and his lips are dry and peeled. Xue, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lady, why are you here?"

Lin Fangsheng said expressionlessly, "Finally let me save you once."

He slashed down with another sword, but found that although the iron chain was not made of cold iron, it was still extremely strong, so he called out the basic sword formation, concentrated the strong spiritual pressure, and slashed with all his strength. The chain was cut.

Si Huajun smiled darkly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have grown again. But you were captured by that demon cultivator? You should run away quickly, as your husband has his own way to escape."

Lin Fangsheng sneered coldly: "If there is a way, why bother to become like this?"

Si Huajun was speechless, but instead coughed twice, oozing some blood.

Seeing this, Lin Fangsheng couldn't help but feel a little worried, so he had to mobilize the golden core, gather his spiritual power to the limit, and strike down with his sword.

No matter how Si Huajun urged him, he still cut off the chains. The body that had been imprisoned by the iron chains and stood against the wall before lost its support, and fell down slumped, and was firmly caught by Lin Fangsheng again.

Si Huajun supported his shoulders, panting heavily, trying to stand up by himself, but failed.

Lin Fangsheng put his wrist to check, and said in a deep voice, "You...are seriously injured."

Si Huajun smiled wryly and said: "My husband looks like this, but only...he doesn't want my wife to see it."

Lin Fangsheng ignored his hypocrisy and helped him walk a few steps, but he heard the faint movement of pursuers in the distance, and suddenly had an idea, and said: "The monster can transform into a shape, size as you like, why don't you shrink it down, so I can take you away .”

Si Huajun frowned, and said: "It must not be done."

Lin Fangsheng said: "Why not?"

Seeing his strange expression, I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows tightly: "Life and face, fish and bear's paw, you can't have both now."

Si Huajun gave a weak smile, lowered his head and licked his ear lightly: "You can throw away your life and face, and you are the only husband."

Lin Fangsheng's ears felt hot and numb again, he couldn't help covering his ears, and said angrily: "If I delay any longer, I will throw you here again, and I will escape by myself."

Seeing that he was really angry, Si Huajun was unwilling to do so, and gradually shrunk in size until it turned into a small red dragonfly more than a foot long, which fell into Lin Fangsheng's hands.

The red was a bit dim, because it was hindered by the injury.Lin Fangsheng threw it into the Tianjing Pavilion and ordered it to live well and raise it.

Then he summoned the flying sword and rushed towards the team of demon cultivator soldiers. After fighting all the way, he escaped from the Holy Lord's palace and then fled to the southeast with his sword.

It was cold and windy, and within half an hour of walking, I heard a clear bird song resounding through the sky, a black shadow directly in front of me expanded rapidly, and when I got closer, it turned out to be a blue-gray roc bird, vaguely familiar, and big On Peng Kuan's back, there were four figures, two of them stood side by side, Zhilan Yushu, one as cold as frost and snow, and the other as indifferent as ice jade, they were Helian Wancheng and Zhengmo.

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help being overjoyed, and shouted: "Master! Brother!"

The corners of his eyes turned red, like swallows throwing themselves into the forest, they rushed towards the two of them.