Text VIP_Chapter 163: The Unknowable Land

Far from suppressing everyone, they were already under unparalleled pressure, and under this pressure, coupled with the oppression of Cold Soul, they finally broke out.

A brilliant sword light descended from the sky, and the powerful sword qi of the cold broken soul was strangled to pieces by this sword light. A man dressed in plain white clothes flew up, and a faint golden sword was embroidered on the chest of his clothes, and the person who came was the head of the Holy Sword Sect in Da Zhao, Zhao Qiankun!

As if echoing this sword light, a violent aura rose up to the sky, and people who can have such a powerful and violent aura are the only ones in the entire continent who look at the heavens and demons, and the people from the heavens and demons have arrived!

Tianya Pavilion, Nine Yin Palace, Heavenly Ice Palace, Fire Sword Sect, Flower Sect and other forces appeared one after another, and a powerful aura enveloped the entire square. At this moment, it is rare for these more or less hostile forces to put aside their prejudices and work together.

And the people of other forces are shaking up in their hearts at this moment. God, all the forces that are ranked number one on the continent have come to seventy-seven, eighty-eight. If Da Zhao doesn't give a reasonable explanation today, I'm afraid that a big war that will shock the entire continent is indispensable.

Xu Qianyang's hands couldn't help but clench, his gaze passed through the crowd, looking into the depths of the deep palace. He seemed to see the indifferent expression of the unattainable man sitting under the heavy curtain, and he seemed to see the blood-stained butcher's knife that the man held aloft.

Your Majesty, do you really dare to make the mainland an enemy?

Feeling the devastating momentum of everyone's joining forces, Leng Xuan's soul changed slightly: "Do you want to do it?"

Surprisingly, these top forces did not do it right away.

"We need to know the truth!"

Leng Xuan Soul was silent for a while, and then spoke: "There was an accident in this selection, it is not excluded that everyone is dead, this is the truth you want." ”

"Is that all?"

Leng Xuansoul didn't speak again, the meaning was obvious, his words were the truth that Da Zhao could give.

"Boom!"

Without any warning, the strong man in the Heavenly Demon Capital suddenly made a move, and countless demonic qi transformed into a gloomy ghost claw, and the ghost claw suddenly poked out from behind Leng Broken Soul, and grabbed Leng Broken Soul fiercely. If this grasp is realized, even if the cold soul is not dead, half a life will be lost!

Leng Broken Soul had already expected this situation, or he had never relaxed his guard from the beginning. I saw that he grabbed the black long knife with his backhand, turned over and stabbed it, and when the black ghost claw was about to catch him, the dark knife light flashed out.

It's a deeper, purer black than the ghost's claws.

The deep sword light flickered, and the black ghost claws disappeared in the moment the sword light flashed.

If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have believed that the peerless knowledge of the Heavenly Demon Capital would be cracked so easily.

After the Heavenly Demon Capital made a move, the rest of the people from the top forces also made a move, and as soon as they made a move, it was a killing move that killed people. Obviously, the people of the major forces are also murderous.

In the face of the killer moves of so many top masters, even a saint-level master has to feel numb in his scalp. Leng Broken Soul took a deep breath, put the knife in front of his chest, changed his one-handed knife to two-handed knife, and suddenly slashed forward twice, and the two knife lights showed a cross shape and slashed towards everyone!

Xu Qianyang looked at the criss-cross sword light from a distance, his eyes showed a little fanaticism, and he muttered to himself: "Criss-cross slash!"

The criss-crossed sword light was like a spirit, and it flexibly passed through the wild bombardment of many masters, and slashed towards Zhao Qiankun, the sword master of the Holy Sword Gate.

Zhao Qiankun's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that Leng Broken Soul was actually not thinking about dissolving everyone's moves, was he really not afraid of death?

Zhao Qiankun had just had time to swing a sword qi, and the cross slash was already close in front of him. Where could the sword qi that was swung out in a hurry withstand the cross slash that Leng Broken Soul was gathering momentum, just the moment of collision, the sword qi swung out by Zhao Qiankun was annihilated by the deep and dark sword light.

Zhao Qiankun could even feel the fierceness of the domineering sword qi, and at the moment when he was about to hit Zhao Qiankun, the two intersecting sword qi suddenly separated, and slashed at Zhao Qiankun's arms.

In the face of such a change, Zhao Qiankun couldn't resist, and the two sharp sword qi instantly broke through Zhao Qiankun's body protection true yuan, and Zhao Qiankun's arms instantly bled like an infusion. For a sword master, Zhao Qiankun has lost his combat effectiveness.

While breaking through Zhao Qiankun's defense, the two jet-black sword lights did not dissipate. After passing over Zhao Qiankun, they merged into one, turned into an even more powerful sword light, and slashed towards the person near Zhao Qiankun from behind.

The person near Zhao Qiankun was not really a descendant of the Heavenly Ice Palace, but an elder of a large force attached to the Heavenly Ice Palace. Faced with the strange and unpredictable cross slash, his proud cultivation failed to save him. Without any suspense, the elder didn't even leave a scream, and turned into a mist of blood and floated into the air.

From the cold soul sword to the death and serious injury of the two top masters, it only took a blink of an eye. The power of the criss-cross slash is as strong as a sword, and it is as domineering as a sword.

After Leng Soul Breaking Soul made a move, several people dressed in black with indifferent faces poured out from the Great Zhao Imperial Palace, except for their different appearances, they were almost like carved out of the same mold.

Several people shot at the same time, and the combined moves of many masters were broken by them, and all the masters were seriously injured.

For a while, in addition to Leng Broken Soul, the only people who could stand in the air were the new men in black. The originally noisy square instantly became dead silent, and the falling needles could be heard.

Leng Xuan looked around at everyone, and then led the group of black-clothed people back to the Great Zhao Palace, leaving everyone looking at each other.

Xu Qianyang looked at the cold broken soul in the distance, and his brows furrowed. Others may not know who Leng Broken Soul and the others are, but as the top son of Da Zhao, the person who will have a place in the Da Zhao court in the future, he clearly knows the identity and origin of these people.

Da Zhao Longwei, and it is the top Da Zhao Longwei! Xu Qianyang believes that there are definitely not only so few people in Da Zhao's Longwei. Thinking of such a group of terrifying killing machines, even a conceited person like Xu Qianyang felt a burst of horror.

Leng Xuan's soul is gone, but the turmoil has not subsided because of this, but has intensified. Regarding the changes that happened in Da Zhao's selection of Long Wei, it spread all over the continent like a hurricane, and this time the incident was too amazing, involving almost all forces on the mainland, and people with a heart even smelled the smell of the mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building.

And the Great Zhao Imperial Capital, which is the center of the storm, is even more depressing, and the atmosphere like a black cloud enveloping this ancient capital.

Wu Qixian, a member of the ministry, sat quietly in a chair in the study, and a masked man stood opposite him, who seemed to be talking quietly, and soon after, the masked man disappeared like a ghost.

Seeing the masked man disappear, the senior member of the Ministry of Officials, who had been up and down for a long time, breathed a long sigh of relief. At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door of his study.

Wu Qixian frowned slightly, his study was the important place of the entire mansion, and ordinary people couldn't come in casually. He stood up in displeasure and slowly opened the door, his displeasure slightly relieved when he saw the comer.

"Chisuo, is there something wrong?"

Qiansuo, the person who knocked on the door, is the "old man" of the Wu family. This old does not mean that he is old, but that he is old. This person has accompanied Wu Qixian through a lot of winds and waves, whether it is promotion or deprecation, he has done his best to assist Wu Qixian, so to speak, Wu Qixian can have today's status, and Qiansuo has at least half of the credit.

Qian Suo smiled and did not answer Wu Qixian's words. Wu Qixian was slightly displeased, and was about to continue to ask, but he couldn't say this sentence anymore.

There was a faint red mark on his neck, which cut his throat. Helplessly, Qixian's eyes widened, and he looked at Qiansuo with a broken dagger in front of him in disbelief.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes were as bright as stars in the sky, but unfortunately, the light dissipated and fell silent like a meteor. At this moment, Wu Qixian's eyes flashed with unwillingness, hatred, and enlightenment, and it was hard to believe that a person's eyes could express so many feelings.

Qian Suo looked at Wu Qixian who fell in front of him and sighed heavily. Immediately, another corpse also fell beside Wu Qixian, and the expression of this corpse was strange, which was a contradiction intertwined with remorse and firmness. This corpse is none other than Chisuo!

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On this night, countless people standing on top of the temple of Dazhao were killed. These characters who influenced the fate of Da Zhao, who were supposed to guide the country behind the curtain, died humbly one after another on this night.

Hidden by the deep darkness of the night, the dawn of the sun is about to fall, as if to herald something. This ancient country has come to its crossroads!