Chapter 41

"You want to destroy the sects in the world? It is bound to bring chaos and war to the people of the world, why do you bother. Zhu Yunchu's face was shocked, and his face was distressed.

"I am savage, this world is mine, birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of heaven, if it weren't for you demon sects to bewitch people's hearts and ask for immortality, how could there be suffering in this world", Yan Liaoyuan retorted disapprerovingly, a pair of big hands behind his back clenched his fists.

"It's really only the state officials who are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps, which is ridiculous", Qin Yang, who was standing on the stage, looked at the invincible face of Emperor Dayan, and his heart was full of disgust.

"Yan Liaoyuan, what you have done is really a bit excessive, we have been in peace with the Xuanmen Sect and the Great Yan Imperial Family, it is really inappropriate for you to impose the suffering of the world on our heads, and now it is really immoral to kill them all like this. What's more, do you think that after twenty years of business, today is the fate of us", Silent Chen raised his head and looked at Yan Liaoyuan and said without fear.

Looking at Silent Chen's appearance as a martial arts master, Yan Liaoyuan was even more disgusted, in his eyes, these so-called respected sect leaders were a group of sanctimonious disciples who threatened his imperial power all the time.

Yan Liaoyuan squinted his eyes, and there was a trace of evil in his original majestic aura, as if he was dissatisfied with the fact that everyone in front of him didn't know what to do, and said sharply: "You can try it, whether I eat it or not, I will decide you whether to eat or not."

The strange anger spread, and the emperor in front of him did not have any breath exposed, just hanging in the air. The last time I made a move was many years ago, and what worried everyone was the more than ten martial cultivators in armor around them, and their strong aura fluctuations were by no means weaker than them.

"In that case, I'll come to teach Emperor Dayan the tricks", Zhu Yunchu stepped out, bringing out a fresh breeze.

Seeing this, the armor and martial cultivators around them all moved, and they were about to go towards Zhu Yunchu, "You guys stand down", Yan Liaoyuan said with a flick of his sleeves.

Zhu Yunchu was not polite, with a flick of his palm, and the long sword appeared.

"Repulsion"!

With a sword roar, long swords flew out, with a fluorescent color between the swords, and the surrounding air passing through seemed to be crushed.

Yan Liaoyuan didn't dodge, as if nothing had happened, standing still in the air.

At the moment when the long sword was about to break through the body, a ripple rippled around Yan Liaoyuan, and the long sword pierced into it, making it difficult to enter for a while.

A smile overflowed from the corner of Yan Liaoyuan's mouth, his upper body trembled, and the ripples moved with the long sword.

"Bang"!

Suddenly, there was a dull sound, and the sword was bounced back.

Zhu Yunchu frowned, he was extremely shocked by the combat power of Emperor Dayan, in fact, it was not only him, but everyone around him was surprised by the strength of Yan Liaoyuan, and they couldn't imagine that this Emperor Dayan had not fallen into cultivation.

Zhu Yunchu was unwilling, his eyes were closed leisurely, and a mantra was chanted in his mouth, about a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the long sword flew out again, only showing a picture scroll in mid-air, the long sword did not enter the scroll, and when everyone was doubting, three phantoms in the painting flashed out with their heads bowed, each holding a sword in their hands, and their figures were very similar to Zhu Yunchu.

Yan Liaoyuan didn't dare to be careless, the smile on his face no longer pretended to be relaxed, and his whole body was full of aura, facing the three phantoms that came to him.

Seeing that the phantom was coming, the change was abrupt, and the three phantoms turned from virtual to real, and they all looked up together, and even the clothes on their bodies were clearly recognizable, just like the three real Zhu Yunchu.

Seeing the phenomenon in front of him, Silent Chen on the side remembered that Zhu Yunchu didn't seem to use such an exercise just now, and he was lucky enough to win half a move, if this is the case now, I am afraid that he has no hope of winning.

Not only Lonely Dust, but the surrounding major sects were secretly frightened, even if Emperor Dayan did not come today, I am afraid that it would be difficult for them to gnaw on Zhu Yunchu's hard bone.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Bai Jing's teeth continued to clench, and he couldn't imagine that the senior brother he hated for a long time had really cultivated the supreme and peerless Sanqing of the sect, which was really incredible.

Looking at the three Zhu Yunchu of Qi Zhi, Yan Liaoyuan inhaled the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth into his body, and then his two fists turned golden, as if they were made of gold.

The three sword lights slashed together, Yan Liaoyuan's golden giant fist attacked, the fists and swords collided, and all places retreated slightly.

The three Zhu Yunchu figures continued to draw swords from the three sides, and each sword had its own combat power cultivation, which made everyone even more surprised. Such a domineering exercise, practicing is equivalent to having three partners with the same combat power as oneself, how can this be fought.

Yan Liaoyuan continued to punch Zhu Yunchu, who was killing from all directions without stopping, and the fist intent was mixed with the sword intent, raging in the air, seeing that the disciples below could not hold on if they forcibly resisted, all the elders hurriedly made a barrier to isolate everyone.

"I wish the sect master is indeed a genius of the heavens, and the master has only entered the realm of transformation when he studied this three Qings all his life, and I can't imagine that you will also cultivate this exercise to this kind of creation when you are upright and prime, which really impresses me. Yan Liaoyuan kept punching and destroying the sword qi, but he still had the strength to speak.

Seeing Yan Liaoyuan's easy appearance, Zhu Yunchu's eyes were cold, and he made a gesture with a straight face. Suddenly, the sky flower scroll reversed, and he disappeared from the spot. When he looked at it again, Zhu Yunchu had already arrived at Yan Liaoyuan's side, took out a long sword and held it in his hand, attracting the aura of heaven and earth to gather on the sword body, and suddenly a sword light slashed out.

I saw a huge sword blade in the sky slashing down all the way to the sky, and the pulled tail light shone all the way, and the momentum became more and more powerful.

Qin Yang looked at this sky-like sword blade and opened his mouth widely, instantly shocking Zhu Yunchu into a celestial.

Yan Liaoyuan saw the huge sword blade coming, no longer entangled with the three Zhu Yunchu who had been transformed, and knocked it back with three or two fists, and turned around and flew into the air.

Before everyone could see the situation clearly, they saw that Yan Liaoyuan had an extra sword in front of him, a long sword with a yellow aura in ancient turbidity. From the beginning, Yan Liaoyuan did not use his sword, and now it seems that he has been preserving his strength, or it has not reached the point where he can use his sword before.

The long sword stood still in the air, suddenly rising into the sky, spinning at high speed, and a trace of sword qi shot out, slashing across the mountainside in the distance, cutting through the chaotic rocks in unison.

"This is the sword qi into silk!" Qin Yang could see the trace of true qi in the sword momentum at a glance, this is indeed a supreme sword technique. As for how this Great Yan Emperor could have learned this supreme sword technique, Qin Yang couldn't think of it even after racking his brains.

It was too late, and the huge blade was coming in an instant.

The yellow ancient sword immediately stopped spinning, and the silk sword qi retracted into pieces, erecting a barrier of qi and sea.

The blade of the sword came as scheduled, and the stone struck the air sea barrier like an earth-shattering shock.

"Hong"!

The sound of a volcanic eruption came, echoing continuously among the lofty mountains, and all the disciples covered their ears in unison, and their faces were full of pain.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, the yellow ancient sword passed through the sea of qi and shattered the huge blade with one blow, and then shot towards Zhu Yunchu like a swimming dragon.

The huge blade was shattered, Zhu Yunchu was injured and retreated more than ten steps, and just about to get up and fight again, a yellow ancient sword in his pupils stabbed towards his heart as if it appeared out of thin air, and the distance was less than a zhang so close.

There is no way to avoid it!

"Tong"!

A cracking sound was heard with a cracking sound.

"No"!

Zhu Yunchu roared loudly and fell to the ground, with a person lying in his arms, and the blood dyed the clothes of the two of them crimson, and they were a little more delicate in the sun.

"Wine boss, how could it be him!" Qin Yang looked at the wine boss who was pierced by a sword in Zhu Yunchu's arms, and a sense of heartache swept through his body.

"Shuqing, why are you so stupid. Zhu Yunchu hugged the dying wine boss in his arms, tears gathered in his eyes, slipped down two lines, and his voice gradually became hoarse.

Looking at Zhu Yunchu's grief-stricken appearance, the wine boss slowly raised his hands to touch his face, and his face was overflowing with happiness. Before the palm of his hand arrived, he was grabbed by Zhu Yunchuyi and pulled to his cheek.

Qin Yang looked at the wine boss's expression here, which was the same as when he mentioned Zhu Yunchu when he was drinking in the past, but it didn't look disgusting at this time.

The rough hands stretched out by the wine boss suddenly became slender, and the curly hair also swayed with the wind, and a light and beautiful face flashed.

This wine boss turned out to be a woman with a disguised appearance, Qin Yang was more and more surprised, and the Great Elder and the others stood aside, their faces gloomy, and they didn't bother the last goodbye time of the two of them.

"I've been guarding you in front of this mountain gate for so many years, I'm afraid I can't guard you anymore", the wine boss said with difficulty, the blood on the corner of his mouth continued to remain, and the happiness on his face did not decrease.

Zhu Yunchu couldn't cry anymore, he never thought that twenty years ago, he lost the woman in front of him because he inherited the position of the sect leader of the Qingyang Sect, she was guarding under the mountain gate for twenty years, but she never went to visit, the providence made people, but today she lost her forever, it was she who lost her.

Now I said that I was wrong at that time, and my heart was miserable.

Red tears are secretly drooping, and his eyes are full of east wind.

After knowing that he had no plan, he forced the happy period.

Don't be like this, the pear blossom moon is in the west.

There is no goodbye, because this is the farewell. I don't want to say goodbye, because this parting is life and death.

The slender hand of the wine boss slowly slipped off Zhu Yunchu's face, and the smile on his face was frozen, and he passed away happily.

The red face has passed, Zhu Yunchu's eyes are red, and he closes his eyes and squeezes out the tears. Picked up the body of the woman in his arms, slowly walked to the stage, and gently lowered it.

There was a silent silence, and all the disciples of the Qingyang Sect lowered their heads when they looked at the sect master who had changed from the past who had lost his soul.

Silent Chen and the others sighed secretly, they didn't expect that characters like Zhu Yunchu were also amorous.

"Since ancient times, I have been sad and parting, I have no intention of making a mistake, I wish the sect master a good change, the red face has passed, and it is better to spare my life", Yan Liaoyuan said suddenly, it is indeed out of place.

"Spare your life, haha", Zhu Yunchu laughed out loud as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

"All the factions in the world have never met with your Dayan Imperial Family, when did you feel threatened to get rid of us and then quickly, and designed to gather the eight major sects in my sect, slaughter my elders, kill my beloved, and want my Qingyang Sect to have a thousand-year foundation, and let me spare my life!

"Library, library, library"!

The uniform sound gradually approached, and one by one the black-armored soldiers with bright swords rushed over and surrounded the Qingyang Sect - the Imperial City Guards arrived.

The wind in the sun no longer seems to be warm, like a knife on the tip of everyone's hearts, making people feel more and more heavy.