Chapter 170: True Yang Sword Fighting Haoran

"Yao Ruoyu, dare you?!" Seeing that his soldiers were killed in an instant, Zhu Zihou's eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared angrily.

In the darkness, a terrifying terrifying killing intent also rose at the same time, and a faint arrow intent rushed out from the darkness, firmly locking on Yao Ruoyu who was sitting cross-legged on the altar.

Hearing Zhu Zihou's roar, Li Huan smiled narrowly, and said coquettishly: "What, you are allowed to kill us, and you are not allowed to fight back?"

"Demon, take your life!"

Suddenly, more than 20 men in heavy armor rushed out from all over Hefang Street, all of them were steaming with murderous intent, and they were the middle-level generals of the city defense army.

Just as this group of heavily armored men rushed out, a thunderbolt suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and in a thunderbolt, the arrows in the thunder light tore through the darkness, spanning a distance of a hundred zhang, and shot towards Yao Ruoyu's chest.

Seeing that the arrow light was very terrifying, Yao Ruoyu's head immediately flew up with the void soul, and with the majestic sword intent and the thunder light struck in the air, bursting countless thunderbolts and black tides, and even shattering most of the attached shops and streets.

And when Yao Ruoyu's sword blocked, those heavily armored men had already pounced around the altar, and they hated Yao Ruoyu in their hearts, and they didn't care about Hu Xian and the others, and directly brandished their swords to kill Yao Ruoyu.

However, at this moment, a brilliant and agile sword suddenly lit up from Yao Ruoyu's side, and several armor soldiers who had just stepped on the altar only felt that their eyes were bright, and the whole person had already been cut into two pieces.

Li Huan, who has a peerless sword in her hand, is no longer cunning and enchanting as usual, at this moment, she is like a fairy in white, with an ice face like frost, and she does not lose that magnificent atmosphere between solemnity.

"The twelfth generation of the Peerless Sword Sect is here, who dares to be presumptuous!"

In the sound of Jiao's cheers, Li Huan waved his sword and danced, walking and dancing, like a dream, the sword shadow danced with him, sometimes Lingrao, sometimes elegant, it seemed that the dance steps were everywhere, but in fact, he always surrounded Yao Ruoyu, the sword was brilliant, and all the armor soldiers who rushed to the altar were forced to retreat or killed, and for a while, no one could rush to Yao Ruoyu's approach.

"Beautiful! It's really glamorous, it is said that the Qin fairy is the first beauty in Jiangnan since the Chen family's daughter, but today, the girl is the first! Not only Jiangnan, but also the whole of China, I am afraid that there are few people who can compete with the girl's face!"

With the sudden sound of laughter, a person slowly walked out of a shop on the street, and as he stepped out, three other men also appeared, slowly surrounding Yao Ruoyu and the others.

Seeing the four men who suddenly appeared, Jin Li's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and without waiting for Hu Xian to ask, she had already smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect Su Shi Lao'er to be so bound to Hu Xian, and the six Langjun came out of the door for five ......."

"Liulangjun?" Hu Xianxiu's eyes narrowed slightly, although her expression had not changed, but a turbulent wave had already set off in her heart.

As the secretary of the Ministry of Shangshu, there are a lot of guests in Su Shi's mansion, but there are only six people in the five realms, that is, what everyone calls Liulangjun, in the previous fierce battle, one of the pollen knife Lang Lang of Liulangjun appeared, so plus what Jin Li just said, that is to say, the four people who appear now are the other four Langjun, that is to say......

Coupled with Zhu Zihou and Zhu Zichang, the two chief and deputy commanders of the city defense army, there are now six Wujing who are participating in the encirclement and suppression of them!

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"What, is Yan Xiushi going to make a move?" Seeing that Yan Yanghui's expression seemed to change slightly, Su Shi asked with a smile.

Retracting his gaze on the other side of Hefang Street, Yan Yanghui silently glanced at Su Shi and said in a deep voice: "No, if it is for a qin fairy, it is barely a problem for Lord Shangshu to dispatch a pollen knife lang, but at this moment, except for Ugly Langjun, the remaining four people have also been dispatched, which is not in line with Lord Shangshu's always principle of doing things." ”

"Do you think it's too exaggerated?" smiled indifferently, Su Shi said slowly, "No matter how superb her qin skills are and how beautiful her face is, for us and others, she is just a piano girl, dispatching five five realms, as well as the United City Defense Army, such a battle is indeed too exaggerated." ”

Seeing that his words were suddenly broken, Yan Yanghui was not in a hurry to ask, but still looked at Su Shi silently, waiting for the other party to continue talking.

Seeing that Yan Yanghui didn't ask, Su Shi smiled and shook his head, and sighed: "Sure enough, talking to Yan Xiushi is tasteless...... I don't know if Yan Xiushi knows that in October this year, Dao Zun will open Zixiao Palace again. ”

"Daozun?" Yan Yanghui was slightly stunned, then he understood, and said, "I see, although I have heard for a long time that Daozun is a cultivator, he is very fond of the art of male and female Ding Furnace, and he also prefers music and rhythm, so the reason why the major forces are so openly and secretly competing for a piano girl during this period of time is to use this woman as a gift and exchange it for the inheritance of Dao Ancestor?"

"How important is the inheritance of the Dao Ancestor, how can it be exchanged for a woman, but if it can be exchanged for some life-prolonging pills, or the secret method of the Dao Ancestor, it will be of great benefit to both the individual and the family. ”

"Understood. Yan Yanghui nodded slightly, and the next moment, a pure white flame of light suddenly burned around his body, and faintly, this flame of light surrounded his body, forming a translucent conjoined armor.

Seeing Yan Yanghui's movements, Su Shi sighed slightly, and said softly: "Your Excellency still plans to do it?"

Yan Yanghui smiled indifferently when he heard this: "The six five realms, coupled with the joint attack of the city defense army, I am afraid that Yao Ruoyu and the others will not be spared, but since my family leader has given an order, Yan must take action!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yanghui's body suddenly rolled around his body, and when the light flames dissipated, he saw that a pure white light flame long sword had appeared in his hand.

"True Yang Spirit Flame, Yang Fire Armor, then next, is Your Excellency's glorious sword skills that moved the rivers and lakes in the past, right?" Su Shi smiled slightly when he saw this, and he didn't see how he moved, and a milky white mist suddenly gushed out from his body, and then these mist shrouded his whole person in just one move.

Facing Su Shi's response, Yan Yanghui just smiled, and then saw a flame of light rushing into the air, shining in all directions, and when this flame of light rushed up, he had already jumped up with his sword and slashed at Su Shi with a sword.

Seeing that the flame of light condensed into a sword and slashed towards him, Su Shi looked indifferent, took out a book from his sleeve, and then stroked the writing, and gently recited it in his mouth: "Yao, Shun, Yu, Tang, Wen, Wu, Cheng, Kang, how deep he loves the people, and he worries about the people......"

As soon as the chanting began, the milky white mist around him had already twisted and churned on its own, protecting Su Shi's whole person like a barrier, and turning Yan Yanghui's sword blow into invisible.

A sword was useless, Yan Yanghui was not discouraged, and continued to swing his sword and slash, with each sword slash, the light and flames around his body must have submerged into the sword strength, making the entire sword strength blazing like fire, but holy and flawless.

“...... And treat the world as a gentleman and an elder. There is a goodness, so as to appreciate it, and thus sing and sigh it, so enjoy the beginning and the end. If there is a bad thing, it will be punished, and then it will be punished and punished, so it will abandon the old and open up the new. ”

In the face of Yan Yanghui's offensive, Su Shi always stood with a scroll, chanting in his mouth, and with his recitation, the milky white mist around his body was also constantly surging and churning, rolling one after another, dissolving all the sword energy that had increased by those light flames.

After defusing more than ten attacks in a row, Su Shi seemed to be a little annoyed in his heart, and the mist around him had also rolled up to the extreme, and faintly, the mist turned into the shape of a giant dragon, entrenched above his head and roared incessantly.

Seeing that the white mist gradually turned into a dragon shape, Yan Yanghui's long eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were a little solemn, his True Yang Spiritual Flame could break through thousands of spiritual powers in the world, but he attacked more than ten times in a row today, and he didn't even break this barrier.

The milky white mist around Su Shi's body is called Haoran Righteousness, which is a spiritual method that only the officials of the six departments of the Song Dynasty are qualified to practice, and this spiritual method does not need to absorb spiritual energy to refine into spiritual power, as long as he lives near the imperial city for a long time, with the help of the Song Dynasty's national fortune to continuously sublimate Haoran Righteousness.

The higher the official position, the more national fortunes can be used, so regardless of the officials in various places, the strength of the officials in Hangzhou is almost equal to the official position, the highest six Shangshu have the strength of the seven realms, and the lower squires are hovering between the five realms and the six realms.

Su Shi is a secretary of the ministry, and he has a heroic and righteous spirit that goes straight to the seven realms and four realms, although it is not as good as Yan Yanghui's seven realms and five realms, but with the help of the majestic national fortune in Hangzhou, he is not afraid of Yan Yanghui at all.

“...... Therefore, the voice of his call for Yu, happy and miserable, can be seen in the books of Yu, Xia, Shang and Zhou. Cheng and Kang did not, Mu Wang Li, and Zhou Dao began to decline, but he still ordered his minister Lu Hou, and told him to be punished......"

As Su Shi continued to chant, the righteous qi behind him was already boiling like a raging fire, and the dragon form he had turned into also rushed up, roaring towards Yan Yanghui.

Seeing the giant dragon rushing in his face, Yan Yanghui's eyes narrowed suddenly, and the light and flames around him rolled up, turning into a pure and flawless arc of light in an instant, completely enveloping his whole person, and then he didn't back down, still slashing with his sword.

Boom! The dragon that was purely transformed by Haoran righteousness crashed headlong into Yan Yanghui's body, and the vast spiritual energy contained in it also hit his body. Even though Su Shi tried his best to control all the power to concentrate on Yan Yanghui, this impact still caused most of the surrounding houses to collapse, and a huge crater appeared on the street.

This is still the case of Su Shi deliberately leaving his hand, if he didn't dare to release all his strength if he didn't care that this place was the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, otherwise, this blow just now would be enough to turn most of Hangzhou into ruins.

This is the power of the Seven Realms, just like the Wanyan Yong outside Fuling City in the past, it is a terrifying power that can destroy the heavens and the earth, slaughter the city and destroy the country!

However, as this blow fell, Su Shi's expression became solemn, because in his perception, Yan Yanghui's breath did not become weak because of his own blow, on the contrary, the opponent's breath swelled violently at this moment, as if a flame had received enough fuel and exploded directly.

Just when Su Shi's expression was inexplicable, where the giant dragon landed, a ball of light suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then rose straight into the sky, incinerating all the Haoran righteousness around him that had not yet dispersed.

And under Su Shi's gaze, Yan Yanghui, who was holding the True Yang Flame Sword, stood silently in the flames, his green shirt was not messy at all, obviously the blow he had just hit didn't hurt him at all.

Seeing that Yan Yanghui was not damaged at all, Su Shi frowned, silently observed him a few times, and then smiled: "This is the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, you and I are both the Seven Realms, why don't you stop for the time being and wait for them to end the battle, how about it?"

Seeing that Yan Yanghui seemed to be groaning, Su Shi smiled and said, "In this way, if our side wins, I promise not to hurt the lives of any of them, how about it?"

Knowing that this was Su Shi's biggest concession, Yan Yanghui sighed, bowed his head slightly, and agreed.