Facing Xiao Lie, Xiao Yu held the broken array, the tip of the sword pointed directly, there was no mystery hidden in it, some were just Xiao Yu's grievances in the past ten years.

Unwillingness, indignation, depression, and sorrow.

It's hard to settle.

I have a big grievance in my chest!

Xiao Lie sneered: "Is it bitter for his wife to be separated? Is it bitter to sell his children and daughters? Is it bitter for his family to be ruined? Is it bitter to die all over the house? There are countless hardships in the world, what is this bitterness of yours Xiao Yu?"

Xiao Yu didn't speak, just clenched the sword in his hand, and his face was resolute.

There are millions of sufferings in the world, and my Xiao Yu's own suffering is of course nothing, but others can be numb and can endure it, but I, Xiao Yu, can't bear it, and why should I endure it?!

Sword Twenty-Three!

There is no sword energy, only a sword intent.

Xiao Yu handed the broken array in his hand forward.

The wind stops, the rain stops, and the clouds are quiet.

Everything stands still in this moment.

Back then, Shangguan Xianchen used this sword to kill the living Bodhisattva who was known as the Nine Turns Golden Body Dacheng and did not lose to the Buddha.

Although Xiao Yu only learned half of the divine sense, Xiao Lie was not as good as the living bodhisattva back then.

Xiao Lie's face changed suddenly, he really didn't have the confidence to take the sword twenty-three of the thirty-six swords, which was almost like the Dao.

Even if it's just a "half-sword" sword twenty-three.

Xiao Lie snorted coldly and retreated sharply.

Sword Twenty-Three is extremely burdensome for the consumption of divine souls, he doesn't believe that Xiao Yu can still operate like Shangguan Xianchen while forcibly using Sword Twenty-three, as long as Xiao Yu's Sword Twenty-Three is in decline, that moment is the real line of victory or defeat.

It's a pity that what Xiao Lie thought of, Xiao Yu also thought of.

So this sword, Xiao Yu didn't think about any good luck, only indomitable without any fancy.

A sword forced Xiao Lie back for nearly a hundred miles.

In an instant, the two came to the Eastern Capital from Meishan.

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Sword twenty-three, formless and phaseless, ordinary cultivators can't see any clues at all, but in the eyes of real masters, this sword does have a bit of Shangguan Xianchen's spirit.

Fu Chen calmly looked at the vast machine that crossed the sky high in the sky, but there was a hidden uneasiness in his heart. Because this is both spirit and sword intent, if Xiao Yu not only stops at sword twenty-three, but takes advantage of the situation to turn from sword intent to sword qi, and uses sword twenty-four along the river, then Xiao Lie's situation is difficult to say.

The world says that the sword sect is thirty-six, and the swords are not the same, but Fu Chen is well versed in the mysteries, although each sword has its own mysteries, but its essence is still a set of orderly and step-by-step methods, and a complete set of swords thirty-six is not the same as a single sword.

An indifferent voice suddenly came from behind Fu Chen, "Who do you think will win?"

He didn't turn around, but asked, "What do you think, senior brother?"

An old man came to Fu Chen's side, dressed in a dark cyan Taoist robe, with a hosta on his head tied with silver wires, pulled into a Taoist bun, like a wandering Taoist person, compared with many real people in the Taoist Sect, it is simply a heaven and earth in appearance. But since he can be called a senior brother by Mr. Fu, who is in charge of the White Lotus Sect and stirs up the world, he is naturally also a famous Taishan Beidou-level figure. In fact, last year, he was still the No. 2 person in the Dao Sect above 10,000 people under one person, and he even surpassed Xiao Lie on the Tianji list, but it was only because of a series of changes at that time that he was in this situation.

The old man, who had left the Dao Sect like Fu Chen, smiled lightly: "Naturally, it's Xiao Yu. ”

Without waiting for Fu Chen to ask, Qingchen had already given the answer: "I fought with Xiao Yu, and that time was on my side, and I still couldn't kill Xiao Yu." This time, the right time, place and people are on Xiao Yu's side, and at this time, Xiao Yu's cultivation is further than at the beginning, but Xiao Lie is still a line worse than the old man, I really can't think of how Xiao Lie can win, so I guess that even if Xiao Yu can't win, he can maintain an undefeated situation. ”

Qingchen looked at Fu Chen and asked, "You should be the one who knows the most about this father and son, and you have also fought with the two of them, what do you think?"

Fu Chen shook his head and said, "There are too many variables, I can't see clearly." ”

Qingchen asked softly, "Then who do you want to win?"

Fu Chen said in a deep voice: "Although the Xiao family and his son regard me as an enemy, I still hope that Xiao Lie can survive, after all, it is better to deal with someone who knows how to weigh the pros and cons than with someone who has no scruples."

Qingchen sighed with emotion: "Yes, Xiao Yu is really too dangerous. ”

can make Qingchen, who is the fifth person in the world, say the word danger, which is enough to show that today's Xiao Yu is no longer the cautious Xiao Yu of the past. Now Xiao Yu is about to reach the pinnacle of the world, and more importantly, Xiao Yu is not yet thirty years old this year, if there is no accident, Xiao Yu has at least a few decades to live, in these decades, he has to face an emperor who holds the authority of the world all the time, and the pressure is self-evident, even if it is a master of the world like Fu Chen and Qingchen, he is not willing to be in such a situation.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and the power of the world is endless.

Therefore, Xiao Yu's death is the best result, and everything is fine.

However, they wanted Xiao Yu to die, but some people didn't agree.

Tianchen and his party appeared not far from the two and confronted them quietly.

Fu Chen smiled helplessly, "The ghost will not go away." ”

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The majestic eastern capital, standing majestically in the northern Central Plains, the city wall stretches for nearly 100 miles, three zhang and two feet high, and there are twelve gates around it. Although it is not as deep as the city of Zhongdu, in terms of grace and weather, the two are worlds apart.

The east is in heaven, and the middle is on earth.

This majestic city was the center of the entire Great Zheng Dynasty, and people with various accents poured into this place every day, and all kinds of powerful people gathered in the city, and even half of the wealth and authority in the world were in this city.

Because of this, this majestic city is far stronger than any other city.

Twelve gates in the eastern capital, each gate has a city guard, now the west city gate Zhengding gate of the city commander Mu Hui came from the secret guard, in the Taimiao Change, it was he who killed the captain of the city guard here with a knife, and opened the city gate as a lieutenant.

In hindsight, he was promoted to the rank of commander, and he still led the gatekeeper duty here. However, Mu Hui rarely comes here on weekdays, but now that the situation is tense, he personally guards the Zhengding Gate in case of accidents.

Mu Hui walked out of the city tower and stood on the top of the city in the drizzle and looked into the distance. The raindrops hit his armor with a crisp sound, and Makihui closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the coolness of early spring.

Suddenly, the rain stopped abruptly, and Mu Hui opened his eyes in confusion, and his face suddenly turned pale.

A figure fell like a meteorite from outside the sky, and the soldiers at the head of the city didn't even have time to react, so they could only stare blankly at the scene in front of them like their own superiors.

With a bang, the head of the city shook violently, and Mu Hui stumbled and almost fell. There was still a look of surprise on his face, it seemed that something had hit the city wall just now? Could it be that the Northwest Army had already attacked?

Mu Hui walked quickly to the city wall, poked his head out to take a look, and his eyes widened instantly.

A man crashed into the city wall and knocked out a huge crater.

What made Mu Hui even more shocking was that that person seemed to be the prime minister?

After Xiao Lie became the prime minister, Mu Hui, as a hero, had the honor to see the prime minister, so he had a deep memory of the prime minister's appearance, and he was confident that he would never make a mistake.

Mother, who has such a means to beat the prime minister like this?

The next moment, another person descended from the sky, and the whole person was like a giant sword outside the sky, cutting through the sky and stabbing into the city wall. But before that, Xiao Lie had already jumped out of the pit and dodged the sword. Before Mu could see the appearance of the person who came, the man was already slightly bent on his knees, and with a kick, the whole person shot out again.

After the man left, the entire wall shook violently, and then the stagnant rain came alive again and fell from the sky.

In an instant, Xiao Yu caught up with Xiao Lie, and a sword left a three-foot blood mark on Xiao Lie's back, and Xiao Lie was also unceremonious, and reflexively punched Xiao Yu in the forehead.

Xiao Yu's head tilted back, but his body was non-stop, and he still handed out a sword, and there were thunder beads rolling on the sword.

Xiao Lie opened the spinning thunder bead on the tip of the sword with a punch, and at the same time, a whip leg swept towards Xiao Yu's neck.

Xiao Yu was swept by this whip leg, and his body instantly shifted and rotated endlessly. However, Xiao Yu also grabbed Xiao Lie's ankle with one hand in an instant, and with the help of his own rotation, he smashed Xiao Lie towards the city with a round.