Chapter 767: A mouthful of sword pills spits out sharp edges

"It is impossible for Qiu Zu's relics to be handed over, if you are more aggressive, then you will not be polite. Chu Zhongyuan flicked his sleeves lightly, and his bearing was like an abyss and the sea, unfathomable.

"Up, kill this demon Dao!" Jinyiwei waved his hand, and everyone surrounded him, this time the Jinyiwei and Fanzi who came to Baiyunguan combined, there were more than 300 people, each of them was elite, and it was not a problem to fight three at a time. When they saw that this old man was clearly planning to resist the decree, they were ready to kill him.

"I've already given you a chance, since you don't want to cherish it, then don't blame me for being rude!" Chu Zhongyuan took a step forward, the sleeves of his robe were fierce, and a cloud of purple qi was born from outside his body, wrapping around his body, like clouds.

"Immortals, it's old immortals!" The Confucian scholars and magnates around them almost didn't bare out when they saw such a scene. Looking at this weather, the patriarch of the Central Plains has clearly become an immortal.

And those Jinyi guards and Fanzi were also stunned, and everyone was always afraid of the unknown. This old way in front of him is so weird, isn't he really an immortal?

"Bang bang bang. More than a dozen brocade guards held fire guns in their hands, and they didn't know if it was because of nervousness or deliberate, so they directly shot the fire guns, and after a burst of green smoke, more than a dozen projectiles suddenly shot out.

These brocade guards were only a dozen steps away from Chu Zhongyuan, and in such a short distance, even if they were wearing leather armor, they would have to be pierced, let alone flesh and blood.

At the moment when the sound of the fire gun sounded, everyone's hearts couldn't help but rise, and their eyes stared at Chu Zhongyuan.

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" Chu Zhongyuan's sleeve flicked suddenly, and the purple qi suddenly expanded, like a large ball of cotton, spinning in front of him. As soon as all the projectiles hit the purple qi, it was as if they were stuck by an invisible force, and they could no longer take a single step.

"Go. His hands shook slightly, and the purple qi erupted, and the projectile returned at a faster speed, directly piercing the eyebrows of the dozen brocade guards. Specimens of blood flowed from the men's brows, and they fell straight to the ground, not breathing any more.

"Good...... What a powerful demon road, let's go first!" Qianhu who led the way saw that Chu Zhongyuan was so powerful, his eyelids couldn't stop jumping, and he was so frightened that his liver and gall were broken. Although he was loyal to the emperor, he didn't want to die in vain, and after a loud shout, he wanted to lead everyone away.

"I have been in Baiyun Temple for hundreds of years, and after many ups and downs, you can come when you want to, and leave when you want, but you can't help but take me seriously in your eyes. Chu Zhongyuan's face was flat, but when he spoke, he was full of oppression.

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spat out, a white glow, flickering. In the depths of that white light, it was vaguely seen that it was a white and flawless pill.

"This ...... Could this be the legendary sword pill?" Seeing this white pill, Zhang Chaozong's face flickered a few times. Within the whole truth, there is also a method of cultivation, and this sword pill is one of them. It is rumored that those who practice sword pills can spit out thousands of sword lights when they open their mouths and spit out, killing people thousands of miles away, and they are very vicious.

This sword pill is also known as the imperial sword technique, and the flying sword technique of the first one is known as the two major swordsmanship of the Daomen. The sword of flying swordsmanship is a real sword, and the cultivator finds a good sword weapon, tempers it with his own mind, and connects it with his own thoughts, and after the sword is released, the power is huge.

And the sword technique is a pill for cultivation, which absorbs the sharp qi of hardware on weekdays and is included in the pill. When you need to use it, you can open your mouth and spit it out, and you can turn into a white mang, which is unpredictable and extremely hidden.

Both have advantages, and in general, flying swordsmanship is powerful, while swordsmanship is more convenient.

Chu Zhongyuan's pill spit out of his mouth is clearly the legendary sword pill, how not to make Zhang Chaozong frightened. Because no one can cultivate the true Fa at all, he has always thought that the scriptures in the sect are just made up by the ancestors, and he is not enough to believe.

As soon as the sword pill spit out, the sword light poured out, like the sun shining on the earth. Those Jinyi guards and Fanzi who were illuminated by the sword light were all broken into two bodies, and they died on the spot.

In a short time, dozens of people died at the hands of Chu Zhongyuan. In his sword pill, there was also a faint glimmer of blood-colored light. This sword weapon is originally used for killing, and the more people you kill, the sharper and more unstoppable the sword weapon becomes.

"The gods spare their lives. Those Jinyi guards and Fanzi, who were not killed, didn't even have the courage to escape, so they knelt directly on the ground and begged for mercy, saying loudly.

But Chu Zhongyuan didn't let go of their thoughts at all, the sword light flickered again, and a bunch of heads fell to the ground. Soon, the blood flowing from these people dyed the snow on the ground red, and a bloody smell rushed to the face, making the place seem to be a slaughterhouse.

"Ancestor, killing Jinyiwei is a big crime. At this moment, I am afraid that the Taoist system of my Baiyun Temple is about to be severed. Zhang Chaozong looked at Chu Zhongyuan who seemed to be humble, but in fact he was high, his eyes were indifferent, his heart suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but speak.

"With me, Baiyun Temple can't break the inheritance. Chu Zhongyuan glanced at Zhang Chaozong and said softly. The tone was as if the victory was in hand.

"Yes, Patriarch. Zhang Chaozong bowed to Chu Zhongyuan again, in his opinion, his own ancestor may have become an immortal, so everything in the mortal world can no longer affect him in the slightest.

"You wait here, I'll go to the palace and tell the emperor that he won't embarrass me. Chu Zhongyuan put his hands behind his back, and as soon as the purple qi on his body drummed, his whole person rose vertically and floated away into the distance, surrounded by purple qi, like an immortal traveling in all directions.

"The patriarch of the Central Plains is really an immortal. The literati present were once again shocked. This is the real immortal, Ao Gongqing, light prince, even if it is the palace of the Ming Dynasty, he can come and go at will.

And the Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple was a little entangled on his face. Although they are Taoist priests outside the party, they are afraid of imperial power. Judging from the signs just now, this ancestor is not a peaceful master, and if there is any big trouble with the emperor in the palace, the implication will be great.

They wanted to call back the Central Plains Patriarch, but at this time, the Central Plains Patriarch had already drifted away. Even if they shouted at the top of their lungs, they couldn't call him back.

And just when everyone was thinking nonsense, this Central Plains patriarch had already approached the Forbidden City. He looked at the tall Xihua Gate and walked directly inside.