Chapter 272: The Long River of Time

The Demon Breaking Arrow passed through the air and slashed across Shang Yang's expressionless side face, "Bah! With a bang, it was nailed to the outer wall of the shrine behind Shang Yang.

It seemed that he had seen through the trajectory of this demon-breaking arrow, and it seemed that he had long known that it was impossible for this arrow to pass through his heart, Shang Yang put one hand behind his back, without any movement at all, and let this arrow stick to his side face and nail it to the wall behind him.

In the next moment, Shang Yang suddenly disappeared in place, reaching out to hold the weak witch who seemed to have lost all the strength to support her weak body after letting go of the bowstring, and was about to fall.

Raising his right hand, touching his cheek, leaving, what caught Shang Yang's eyes was his slender five fingers, and the eye-catching blood stains on his index finger and middle finger.

The demon-breaking spiritual power attached to the demon-breaking arrow cut an almost insignificant wound on Shang Yang's side face, oozing a little blood.

"As a result, no one has been able to do it...... "Casually erasing the blood stains on the two fingers of the food, Shang Yang's originally expressionless face showed an easy-going expression again, and he sighed helplessly.

Looking at his arms, the pale, weak face with his eyes tightly closed, Shang Yang let out a long sigh.

"The two of us, it's really ugly."

Shang Yang's words were half to himself, and half to the witch in his arms, but, no matter what, she couldn't hear these words at this moment.

After the first arrow was released, Kikyo's strength was no longer enough to use the second arrow, in fact, from the second arrow, the Demon Breaking Arrow consumed her life......

In the left hand of Shang Yang, who was holding on the shoulder of the bellflower, bright red blood oozed out, and a little bit of red dyed the white sleeves of the bellflower, which was the five-finger nail of the left hand behind the back of Shang Yang in order to maintain an indifferent look, and subconsciously deeply pierced the wound left by the palm of the hand.

Crackling, crackling......

The fire in the village is still burning violently, and the people in the village are still rushing to put out the fire, however, now, the people in the village have also noticed that something is wrong, the raging fire has been burning for so long, but until now, there is still no one who has died.

Not only were there no villagers who died in the fire, but not even those who accidentally touched the raging flames during the firefighting were burned by the scorching flames.

This is also a matter of course, after all, the person who unleashed this fire has no intention of burning the entire village to the ground.

Leaning down, letting the bellflower half-lean in his arms, Shang Yang casually raised his right hand and shook it gently in the direction of the village.

The originally raging fire, with the subtle movement of Shang Yang, all dispersed, turned into a little spark and flew into the air and disappeared. In this fire, only a few useless piles of dry straw were piled up in the village, and even the roof made of straw by the villagers was only a little scorched, which did not affect the roof itself at all.

Watching in amazement as the fire, which had been burning violently a moment ago, dissipated in an instant, the people of the village looked at each other, completely unaware of what was happening.

However, it was also when Shang Yang waved his hand to disperse the fire that a very familiar aura of Shang Yang reappeared under the Imperial God Tree.

From the hand of Inuyasha, who was nailed to the god tree by the sealed arrow, the jade of the four souls that fell under the god tree slowly floated up and flew above the body of the bellflower held by Shang Yang, and made a few turns.

With the passing of the bellflower, the rich power of fate that will go berserk if you are not careful has also dissipated in the soul of the bellflower, and their mission has been completed.

Kikyo's life has run out, and her soul has also left this era, passing through the long river of time, to the future five hundred years later, and the rich power of fate entrenched in the jade of the four souls will also be reincarnated with the jade of the four souls and the bellflower.

The dark purple jade of the four souls glowing with evil aura spun unhurriedly in the air, and a smug thought emanated from the jade of the four souls.

"Hehaha, Lord Shang Yang, thank you for helping fate complete the fate of letting this woman die, thanks to your blessing, I have also benefited a lot! Hey, hahaha......"

The mixed evil spirit and evil spirit were smiling proudly, and along with this disgusting evil thought, the dark purple jade of the four souls also trembled, as if mocking Shang Yang.

"Oh...... It's not a small courage, it seems that he was really helped by fate and suppressed the good thoughts that belonged to Cuizi," after listening to the words conveyed by this evil thought, Shang Yang smiled indifferently and said leisurely, "However, even if all the power of fate entrenched in you is transformed into your evil thoughts, as far as I am concerned, you are still just an ant, openly appearing in front of me, not afraid that I will completely crush your will and let you only be a puppet of fate, Qu Ling?" ”

"Hahaha...... Talk less! Lord Shang Yang," Qu Ling's evil thoughts became more and more rampant when he heard Shang Yang's words that he didn't take to heart, "It's better to tell you clearly, the soul of that witch who is as disgusting as Tsuiko has been reincarnated, and moreover, not this era, but the distant future!" ”

"I admit that the power of you, the commander of the monster, has surpassed my imagination, but you are just a sexist in this era! And I, Qu Ling, have been recognized by fate, and now the jade of the four souls in this era is just a part of my phantom, and my power is passing through the long river of time with the rich power of fate, and I am constantly moving towards the distant future, and I am reincarnated with the soul of this witch! ”

"Even if you defeat me here, it is only a trace of my mind, you don't have the power to interfere with the future hundreds of years later, how can you erase my Qu Ling's will?!"

"It makes a lot of sense, you are not ashamed to be a collection of the grievances of the monsters who were killed by Cuizi hundreds of years ago, Qu Ling."

After listening to Qu Ling's words, Shang Yang still smiled indifferently and said casually.

"It's a combination of resentment and darkness. But do you really think I can't do anything about you? ”

The last word of Shang Yang has not yet fallen, even the rampant Qu Ling instinctively has an alarm in his heart, and subconsciously wants to withdraw the thoughts and phantoms that remain in this era from this era, and follow the flow of time to five hundred years later.

Liangyi sword out.

A pale yellow glow flickered.

A pale yellow, jade-like light broke through the time barrier of this era, rushed into the long river of time, the pale yellow light extended infinitely along the flow of time, the entire flow of time seemed to be dyed with a pale yellow light like jade, the future flow of time was turned by this supreme edge of the "sword qi" rushed to the ground, the long river of time, suddenly became turbulent.

In the long river of time, the jade of the four souls, which flowed rapidly to the future along the tributaries of time, and was manipulated by Qu Ling, saw this scene, and was stunned there, and shouted in disbelief.

"What's going on?! How do you know that the soul of that shrine maiden was guided by fate to five hundred years later?! ”

Before Qu Ling could react, the sharp pale yellow light scattered the rich power of fate that still remained in the long river of time, and countless powers of fate fell apart, completely dissipating and disintegrating in the flowing river of time.

This also means that the power of fate to maintain the future trend has been defeated by Shang Yang's sword through time.

PS: A sword that travels through time...... I always feel that Shang Yang is getting more and more magical. (laughs.)

There may be some places in the last few chapters that are not too clear, if you have any questions, you can send a book review and say it, and I will answer them one by one.

As a result, whether it is Shang Yangjun or Kikyo, neither of them gave each other a death hand at the end, please forgive everyone who is looking forward to the plot of falling in love and killing each other, not only Shang Yangjun can't do it, but I can't do it either...... (Look to the sky.)

Moreover, as far as the plot itself is concerned, this twist should be quite acceptable.

Okay, no nonsense ~ still ask for recommendation ticket support ~