Chapter Thirty-Seven: There Was a Sword Sect in Ancient Times
In everyone's eyes, it was a huge lightsaber, slowly slashing from the sky, with the momentum of crushing everything. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Some officials of the Tang Dynasty couldn't help but show their worries, although they thought that their Majesty was invincible, but in the face of such a force, they were still a little uneasy.
And in the eyes of Emperor Tang, it was no longer a sword, but a kind of power, a power that had never been seen before, independent of the power of the Dao, because he had never seen it, it was even more terrifying, and the Emperor Tang didn't even know how to defend against it.
The lightsaber slashed mightily, with Chen Guyu's belief and indomitable momentum, this was Chen Guyu's counterattack, and it was also his last hole card.
This is a power that does not belong to the era of Ziyao Heaven, martial arts, and can also be channeled!
"Boom!"
The thunderous explosion made everyone temporarily deaf, and the dust and debris flying in the sky all hovered in the center of the two, so that they could not see the situation.
I don't know how long it took, but the dust cleared, and I could barely see two of them, both still standing straight, as cold as javelins, and seemingly unharmed.
Suddenly, a voice resounded throughout the audience, and it was an exclamation.
"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, he's wounded!"
Everyone was stunned, and they couldn't help but want to laugh at who was so ignorant, His Majesty the Tang Emperor was the legendary Nine Xuan supreme powerhouse, how could he be injured by an ant who asked the scriptures?
But with some strange thoughts, they all looked at the longer figure in the dust, and then collectively dumbfounded, because they saw a wound on Tang Huang's face, very long, extending from the earlobe to the chin, and it was oozing a trace of blood, flowing on the cheeks, making it look a little hideous.
That's a sword wound!
Your Majesty is really injured!
At the end of the dust, Tang Huang looked at Chen Guyu quietly, he didn't pay attention to the exclamations of others, he didn't even care about the wound on his face, and only the style of that sword echoed in his mind.
The canopy was torn apart in an instant, and the defense of the imperial robe was useless at all, and the sword slashed straight in, if it wasn't for a sideways turn at the last moment, maybe it would have hurt more than just the cheek.
Emperor Tang thought for a long time, and finally said a little dryly: "I haven't been injured for a long time, eight years ago, the ten peak assassins of the Western Tour used all means to assassinate me, and I was not injured, I didn't expect to ...... today Haha!"
Chen Guyu didn't speak, just was silent.
"It's not your power!"
"Right...... But what does it matter what kind of power can hurt you!"
Chen Guyu raised his head suddenly, and the climbing sword stood up again.
It's been a long time since I've held a sword, but when I hold it again, it's still so kind, he's the Sword Sect, the Young Sword Sect, that proud boy, if the Dao technique doesn't work, then let me use the sword I used to break all this!
The golden-red sword body began to emit blazing light, Chen Guyu moved slightly, and then rushed towards the Tang Emperor like an arrow from the string.
"Boom!"
"Poof!"
The brilliant sword light instantly illuminated the audience.
The people present couldn't help but exclaim, they couldn't have imagined that Chen Guyu would take the initiative to take action, and he was still so resolute and undying!
Bai Wenxu looked at the amazing young man in the field, and was also silent, the junior brother next to him asked him, he said with a smile: "He is very powerful, but he is too emotional, if he really becomes an opponent in the future, it is not difficult to deal with." ”
Yes, it's too emotional, but so what, this is Chen Guyu, unwilling to give up any Chen Guyu.
"Boom!"
The golden sword light raged in the field, spinning rapidly, and each sword light could shatter anything that stood in its way, including the Tang Emperor's canopy.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"
The climbing sword flew up, as if it had turned into a dragon, proud of the audience, and the next moment, in the blurred golden light, a phantom suddenly appeared, and in an instant, countless climbing swords appeared in the sky, and at the same time there was a buzzing sword sound, heading towards the Tang Emperor.
From all directions, there are more than 10,000 climbing swords!
Emperor Tang roared angrily, and under his control, the power of heaven and earth synthesized a blue barrier, blocking the sky above!
"Poof!"
"Wow!"
In just a moment, the barrier turned into fragments and burst open, and ten thousand swords merged into one, stabbing directly at the Tang Emperor.
Under everyone's gaze, Tang Huang was injured again, and the surging sword qi was wrapped around his arm, and a little red spot came out, turning into blood.
However, in the face of such a humiliating matter, Tang Huang was not angry at all, but laughed out loud: "I understand!"
"It's the Ancient Sword Sect!"
This time it was a merchant who spoke, he walked over and looked at Chen Guyu in surprise: "According to the ancient records of several eras ago, it is said that what we practice in this world is not Taoism, but a technique called martial arts. ”
"At that time, the strongest force was a sect called the Sword Sect. With a sword in hand, you are invincible in the world!Chen boy, could it be that you have obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Sword Sect?"
"But it's not right, your strength is not right......"
"That's because it's not his strength at all!" Tang Huang sneered, and after withstanding the two complete attacks, he finally saw it clearly: "That's the power of the Climbing Sword, or the power that someone left in the Climbing Sword, and when it runs out, it's gone!"
Tang Huang walked forward step by step, with each step, his body underwent strange changes, and when he came to Chen Guyu's body, the wounds all over his body had healed instantly, and the whole person looked like there was no consumption at all.
He looked at Chen Guyu: "I don't know how you can control this kind of power that doesn't belong to Dao power, but it's over." Am I right?"
It is also a strong oppressive force, after facing the sudden sword light, Tang Huang once again regained his calmness and ruthlessness, a very good performance, but this can be regarded as a surprise before death, and it is destined to wither after being amazing.
Chen Guyu was silent, because the merchant and the Tang Emperor were right, in front of these old monsters, any secrets were at a glance, he frantically squandered the power in the climbing sword, hoping that he could be oppressed by the Tang Emperor, so that he would not dare to really kill him, but failed, and the Tang Emperor easily saw through everything.
A cold wind began to blow around him, cutting through the exposed skin like a blade, Chen Guyu knew that it was the power of heaven and earth mobilized by the Tang Emperor, and he wanted to let himself die gradually in pain.
Standing with a sword, his body was slightly glowing with golden light, and this was all Chen Guyu could do. The difference in strength is too big, even if Tang Huang's strength is no longer one in ten because of the formation, even if the amazing two swords have injured Tang Huang, but it is far from enough!
It's not easy for a mayfly to shake a tree, but an angry ant is still an ant after all!
The blood began to flood, and Chen Guyu's consciousness began to blur, and the howling wind tore through his skin, muscles, and even the organs in his body, as if it was about to crush him to pieces.
The unspeakable pain, like a poisonous snake gnawing at his heart, and the despair of never seeing the light, is what the Tang Emperor wants him to endure.
In any case, Emperor Tang was cut by a kid in the realm of asking scriptures today, no one will care whether it is the power of asking scriptures or not, people in the world will only know that Sheng Tang has lost face today, and all this has to be paid by someone.
Everyone watched all this silently, watching the fall of that genius boy, they knew that it was useless for anyone to intercede now, An Ye and Song Hanshan looked at the fierce wind, and they didn't dare to step forward at all, the slightest touch was a heart-rending pain!
Yue Xi stood quietly, she didn't know how many things had been caused by her shout, at this moment, she suddenly felt a lot of pain in her heart, as if she was about to lose something very important.
What is it?
Yang Qixi had been in a coma, even if she received the Starlight Healing Technique of the Shang Dao people, she did not get any better, but at this moment, she suddenly opened her eyes.
Although his face was very pale, he was finally not in danger of his life. Yang Qixi got up, saw the young man in the field, and saw the blood that was getting thicker and thicker under the wind, she gritted her teeth and raised her right hand.
"Senior sister, senior sister, what are you going to do?"
"Your Highness......"
"I'm looking for a master......"
There is a full moon ring on her right hand, the style is very simple, there is a very magical sense of light, as if it has been baptized for countless years, more and more authentic.
At this time, the ring is shining slightly.
Suddenly, a large hand appeared above the ring, and with a light sigh, the light dissipated.
"You!"
The merchant turned around and didn't say anything, but there was a trace of regret in his eyes. The saint's vision is indeed very good, a very good boy. It's just that his business is too big, and Emperor Tang has already started to kill. At this time, the Guangming Concept must not be involved, otherwise, it will only cause the split between the Tang Dynasty and the Guangming Concept, and the gains outweigh the losses.
Yang Qixi looked at the dissipated light, and the light in his eyes disappeared all of a sudden, he couldn't contact the master, could anyone save him?
"Big Fool ......"
No one could save Chen Guyu, Tang Huang stood quietly beside him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if because of Tang Huang's mood change, the rain in the sky was even greater.
The wind came with a torrential rain, although for those present, the rain was never the protagonist, and their Dao power was immune to these foreign objects, but the black sky and the pouring momentum added a bit of solemnity to such a scene.
It's like a delay, it's like a judgment.
They are witnessing the fall of a future king.
No one will doubt Chen Guyu's future, and this time, whether the stargazing will continue or not, the first place is still the ruling view, because the ruling view has Chen Guyu.
Just like the man four years ago, no one can stop him, no one dares to fight!
The wind and rain became more and more urgent, frantically tearing apart Chen Guyu's body, he moaned unconsciously, and the breath of life was already inaudible.
In the midst of that torrential rain, there was a sudden thunderstorm.
Purple thunder danced wildly, illuminating the gloomy sky, and faintly, a figure appeared in the middle.