Chapter Twenty-Five: Coming by Lotus Terrace

No matter what the true purpose of the Hidden Mirror Man is, whether his so-called attack is a foreign race of the same kind who is looking for an opportunity to help the trapped beast fight, or taking the opportunity to destroy the mouth of extermination, such a rash loss of patience in front of the old man with the crane hair is destined to be unsuccessful.

Because the heavenly sword does not allow it.

In the ten days of manifestation, Broken Thousand Tribulations thought that he had no absolute strength to cut off the Tibetan Mirror Man or the Moon in the Well with one sword. The heavenly sword comes out of the knife, there is no strength or weakness, and there will be no distraction.

It is cumbersome to cut constantly, and even a thousand cuts will not help.

Saving people and killing people are two different things after all. The Heavenly Sword can't kill the Hidden Mirror Man, but that doesn't mean that there is no way to save those lives from his hands.

The reason is just as simple.

Saving people or killing people is just a matter of a knife.

When the many jade pieces inlaid with the golden silk clothes spilled out thousands of flowing flames and fireworks, slashing across the sky and descending on that courtyard, the heavenly sword roared again and again between heaven and earth.

Before the sword was released, it was accompanied by a heavenly sword groan that reigned over the world, which was like a reminder. But when everyone heard this sword groan, the Heavenly Dao had already closed the knife! No one saw when he took out the sword, even the sword path cultivator was no weaker than the heavenly sword, and Qiu Beixue, the descendant of the sword path, also secretly admired!

The heavenly knife was retracted, and then thrown it casually, and the heavenly knife in his hand flew back to the Broken Home Lonely Knife Mountain across thousands of miles.

The Mirror Man is gone.

The sky was filled with its mad laughter.

And where he appeared, there was only the rift in the void that gradually healed after the unbeatable sword seeped in like an uncut stream of water.

The crane-haired old man broke off a thousand tribulations and stood in the void, letting the mad laughter fade away, a pair of eyes containing thousands of swords looked up to the sky and the earth, until he confirmed that there was no longer a hidden mirror in the great wind and snow silver city, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He watched as the white flames that exploded like fireworks covered the entire courtyard, but he had no intention of rescuing them.

The same is true of the autumn snow in the morning.

Unable to watch more than 100 Lingwei brothers die in the fire, Jiang Manlou, who was extremely anxious, changed the ink attack mechanism in his hand and turned into an umbrella.

He was about to take action to block the flowing fire that had sprinkled the silver city, but he saw an incomparably holy lotus flower blooming from the courtyard, and then slowly rose under countless gazes.

The divine light of the lotus flower engulfed all the flowing fires.

The lotus flower rose to the depths of the clouds, the divine light gradually faded, and on the lotus, in the wind and snow, two figures were revealed.

A black dress sets off a slender and straight figure, and under the three thousand silver hair is a handsome and resolute face.

Luo Changfeng and An Hongdou came on the lotus platform, the moment he showed his figure, his right hand pointed together, the broken sword flew out, drew a semicircle in the sky, and then flew into the net laid by Yan Lingwei.

The sword wind roared, the blood splashed, and the sword beheaded one hundred and thirty-six!

With a sword, the alien race will be killed!

The Wind and Snow Silver City seemed to be quiet for a moment. The ears are quiet, no one makes any noise, and no one kills.

Countless fiery eyes in the city watched the sword fly back into the hands of the black-clothed and silver-haired man on the lotus platform with a bang, and finally turned into a point of light and disappeared.

Before those people in the rivers and lakes who set foot in the Silver City for the first time guessed the identity of the comer, a cry of joy suddenly stunned everyone!

The voice came from Liu Thirteen.

Liu 13 called Master.

People were stunned, but they didn't realize anything.

Immediately after that, more than a hundred Yan Lingwei knelt down in unison, and they shouted: "See the city lord!"

"See the city lord!"

"See the Castle Lord's ......"

The mountain cry that echoed in the wind and snow silver city made all the people in the rivers and lakes who came for the sword club polish their eyes.

In the past ten years, people have heard too much about the name of Luo Changfeng, the city lord of Wind and Snow Silver City, and those legendary stories.

Now, they finally see real people.

"That's the City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City!"

"Dressed in black, silver-haired, straight, yet so young!"

"Is that sword the legendary Yiyi sword?"

“......”

Looking at the pair of mandarin ducks on the lotus platform, listening to the endless discussions in his ears, Jiang Manlou collected the magic soldier ink attack, and glanced at Luo Changfeng: "The matter is solved, you are here!"

......

The appearance of Luo Changfeng is timely.

The interracial conspiracy was shattered in the cradle, and Liu Thirteen and the others successfully escaped from danger. On this occasion, if he refuses to show up for a long time, I am afraid that no one will be able to stop the real battle between Broken Thousand Tribulations and Qiu Beixue.

The Sword Festival is about to be held, and as the Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City, he no longer wants to have any side troubles.

In the city lord's mansion, Luo Changfeng and Jiang Manlou were the mainstays, and the old man with crane hair and Qiu Beixue, who came from afar, were guests in the room, discussing the infiltration of the Tibetan mirror people and aliens. This is the first time in a decade that interracial infiltration has really been taken seriously by the big shots.

An Hongdou accompanied Mrs. Jiang Yuzhongtang in the backyard.

The descendants of the broken family, Dufu and Zhu Da, and even more than a dozen disciples of the Sword Pavilion who helped to exterminate the alien race were invited into the mansion and gathered in the courtyard wind pavilion where silver flowers were flying and silver trees were planted.

After Liu Shisan, who had finished grooming and changing into clothes, met with the little monk and Song Lingyun, he saw the juniors of the Tianque New List and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion from a distance, so they stepped forward to say hello.

At this time, a guard walked through the courtyard corridor into the lobby: "City Lord, Nangong Jiu outside the door asks to see you." ”

Luo Changfeng, who ranked second in Tianque in the past, is naturally no stranger to Tianque Dixuan, in fact, in order to create a great world, he is also secretly tied to the future of the world.

Tianji Pavilion promulgated the Tianque New List of the top ten three sword envoys, two of whom are from the Broken Family, and they are the future Heavenly Sword and Sword Leader carefully cultivated by the Broken Family, but Nangong Jiu is the only person who is rarely heard of.

Tianji Pavilion commented that his sword talent was not inferior to the future Heavenly Dao, but he did not give too much explanation to his mentorship. For this reason, Luo Changfeng once doubted whether Nangong Jiu was from the Beixue Mountain Villa of Beixue Kuaidao, but now that Qiu Beixue is in the guest room, it is wrong to guess.

was thinking about it, but I heard the old man with crane hair say for a thousand tribulations: "This little friend is not simple. ”

Luo Changfeng asked, "How do you interpret what the senior said?"

Broken Qianjiao glanced at Qiu Beixue: "As the old man expected, the junior who woke up the knife idiot outside the city gate is this person." ”

Qiu Beixue nodded nondeniably.

Luo Changfeng was quite surprised.

To a certain extent, the knife idiot Bai Yu can be regarded as his mentor and friend on the way to the sword. Although they had never met, the battle of Bailoumen made Luo Changfeng remember this name forever, and then he learned the knife in the study building......

Luo Changfeng's knife learned from the knife idiot.

The knife idiot's knife learns to cut off the smoker.

The life of the smoker is obtained from two places, the heavenly sword and the Wuxiang Taoist sect.

Now among the younger generations, there are people who can wake up the knife idiot buried in front of the door of the White Building...... Luo Changfeng was in a trance, and felt that there seemed to be a kind of guidance in the underworld, so that the academy's sword path was endlessly inherited.

Luo Changfeng commanded: "Please." ”

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