Chapter 191: The Great Sword of Light

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Zhuo Zangfeng, who was flying in the air at high speed, suddenly sensed the sword qi and felt a chill on his face.

A strong sword intent rushed his hair to the back of his head.

After the fierce battle, he didn't realize that this sword was only a defensive sword.

This sword is regarded as a cultivator meeting in the void, in order to avoid causing misunderstanding, like the other party to reveal their identity.

In a hurry, there was no distinction, out of instinct, the white horse through the gap sword was instilled by divine consciousness, and flew towards the sword light quickly and incoherently.

A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Flowers.

The two sword qi collided, causing the Holy Sword of the Star of Heaven Lord, which had three points of strength, to sway, and it was only thanks to her that she continued to urge her vitality to be invincible.

Zhuo Zangfeng is a first-class martial arts realm, in the void can fly with a sword without restraint, if you encounter an enemy in the air, you can't maintain the state of volley after sending out the flying sword.

This is the difference between realms.

When a first-grade martial arts realm cultivator releases a flying sword, he usually stands intently, or sits upright on the ground.

Since their divine sense could only keep the sword attacking the enemy, it was already extremely mentally draining, so they couldn't activate the vitality in their bodies at the same time to stabilize their bodies in the void.

As long as they breathe, their bodies will fall involuntarily.

It is a swordsman above the first-grade martial arts realm, when the great swordsman encounters a strong enemy, in order not to be affected in the slightest, he will also choose the top of the mountain or the house.

Zhuo Zangfeng's White Horse Gap Sword seemed to have hit the top of the mountain, and the huge sword qi counterattack force shook him away, retreating dozens of miles in the void.

He faintly heard the other party say, "This young man's sword aura is extremely strong, and his swordsmanship is really clumsy!"

An inexplicable anger surged up, with his powerful divine sense, at that moment he also saw the appearance of the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Flowers clearly, and at this time he couldn't help but scold: "Old Qianwu, eat me with a sword again!"

However, there is no emptiness, where is the figure of the Virgin of Ten Thousand Flowers.

The Lord of the Starfish Heaven couldn't deal with a junior, and the strong man of the Demon Domain escaped, and she was deeply unwilling.

The holy princess relied very heavily on this generation of great grandmaster-level powerhouses, and the emperor of the dynasty also sent the son of the Bu family to ask for courtesy.

After weighing it again, she couldn't come forward.

As for Yao Caiwei, she is a royal princess, and the battle for the throne is also their family affair, so they are left to their knees.

If it weren't for the appearance of a Demon Domain powerhouse, Starfish Heaven would definitely remain neutral.

Rushing to the Furong Garden, His Majesty the Emperor had already moved back to the palace, and the soldiers who stayed behind were cleaning up the dead bodies.

Afraid that He Bikong's body would be burned and cleaned up, he jumped into the main hall.

Two soldiers who were cleaning up the bloodstains saw someone rushing in, thinking that someone from the Holy Princess's side had come to snatch the body, and without saying a word, they raised their spears and stabbed them.

Zhuo Zangfeng scolded, "I don't know what to do", hit them a few feet away with one palm, reflexively picked up He Bikong's body, and walked away.

He hid the body of the great swordsman on the top of the drum tower, identified the direction in the night, and landed on the inn where he was temporarily staying in a few vertical leaps.

Mo Ya was scared alone, closed the door tightly, and heard the knock on the door and Zhuo Zangfeng's familiar voice, so he carefully pulled out the latch.

Suddenly, a bloody man rushed in, the nervous girl was startled, and after seeing who it was, she was shocked for a while, but before she could say a word, Zhuo Zangfeng only said "Close the door" and disappeared into the vast night.

Mo Ya was safe and sound, Zhuo Zangfeng was relieved, took a breath of relief, and quickly rushed towards the Holy Princess Manor.

With his powerful divine sense, he faintly felt that there was a sword aura rising from the place where Le Youyuan was in the sky.

Perhaps His Majesty the Emperor readjusted his forces in an effort to annihilate the party of the Holy Princess.

The houses, streets, bell towers, and city gates in Chang'an City are all immersed in tranquility.

This battle for the throne took place only in a few important places.

Looking at these buildings quickly passing under him, Zhuo Zangfeng was a little anxious.

He was afraid that the emperor would mobilize the candidates guarding Zixiao Pavilion to Furong Garden again, and he was worried that there would be something wrong with him.

At this moment, he did not have His Majesty the Emperor high in his heart, as for whether the emperor was dead or alive, and whether the throne would change after that, he didn't care about it at all.

What he wants is to see himself standing alive in front of him.

Or which Yuqing princess is in his heart.

This princess of the Tang Dynasty, who was born and died with herself, will always remind Zhuo Zangfeng inexplicably many times.

Her peerless elegance, her elegant manners, especially the sentence: "My face will never let you down", countless times to turn around, this beautiful woman will appear in my mind, lingering.

There is also Shen Wuxian, although the time they have been together for a short time, he feels that this young man who is not good at talking is a friend who can be trusted.

Now that He Bikong is dead, he doesn't want to see the people around him fall again.

Leyou was originally surrounded by heavy regiments, and the iron bucket was as solid as an iron bucket.

On the side of a rockery somewhere in the Holy Princess's Manor, the Holy Princess wearing a phoenix crown and wearing colorful clothes sat on a boulder, but her expression was extremely calm.

The boulder was extremely wide, and in front of Princess Taiping, a long-faced bearded monk sat silently.

Countless torches illuminate the place, and the clear stream surrounding the rockery is glowing with golden firelight.

In this limited space, hundreds of uniformed guards waited solemnly.

Seven old men in cyan robes stood on top of the rockery, and behind them, at the feet of the seven people, lay a mess of dead bodies.

Among these corpses were generals, captains, and cultivators, and they died peacefully, obviously hit by extremely strong sword intent, and died in an instant.

Countless broken feather arrows fell around the rockery, and countless goldfish floated on the surface of the water in the clear stream that flowed endlessly around the rockery.

There was clearly a fierce fight here.

The feather arrow was slashed by the supreme sword qi and burst into the water to stab the fish to death, or the powerful vitality emitted by the cultivator directly shocked the fish to death.

Hu Seng Huifan killed the emperor's heavy soldiers who were approaching one by one, and shook countless flying feather arrows.

His tall body sat upright, and his breath never exhausted.

But at this moment, he had sensed that these Taoist priests in front of him were not easy to deal with.

He felt a great deal of pressure.

The sword on his lap was radiant, and Sen Leng's sword aura was vigorous.

This is a sword of angry bullfighting, and it is a sword of great light that is supreme in Buddhism.

The Seven Heavenly Feather Cultivators are synonymous with the strongest in the world's sword cultivation, these are the extremely powerful seven sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they are the pinnacle of the sword path that countless cultivators look up to.

Each one is at the "Four Divine Realm" Grand Master level.

That is to say, in front of Hu Seng Huifan at the level of a great grandmaster, there are seven strong people in the same cultivation realm as him.

And these powerhouses are still from the Heavenly Sword Sect that is "unparalleled in the Dao Sect and the first in the Sword Realm".

Although he had expected this to be the result, Hui Fan had no regrets.

He knew that even if the Holy Princess enveloped all the cultivators in the world under her command, she would not be able to shake the Heavenly Sword Sect in the slightest.

He knew that the Holy Princess listened to the words of those arrogant prime ministers and generals, and could not correctly estimate the forces of the two sides.

He knew that the Holy Princess thought that the Heavenly Sword Sect had long since lost its fame, which was extremely wrong.

He knew that Li Longji was by no means the nephew who obeyed the Holy Princess's words back then.

He knew too much, but he never persuaded the holy princess.

This sentence is a sentence under the plum tree of the original and the year.

"As long as you are willing, I will have no regrets and obey to the death. ”

Under the plum tree that year, he was young, and Princess Taiping was still charming.

Every word she said could cause waves in the heart of this Buddhist monk.

If possible, he would rather take off his robe, give up prosperity, and give up his yearning for the realm of Nirvana in Buddhism.

The holy princess sitting behind Hui Fan looked intently at the tall body in front of her, and the Taiping princess, who was known for her fierce and domineering, was full of tenderness in her eyes.

She sighed softly and whispered, "Hui Fan, you run away quickly, don't lose your life because of me!" )