Qingchen raised his hands and looked calm, although after several twists and turns, but still ushered in the last moment, he didn't have time to completely exhaust Xiao Yu's vitality, but there was another choice, that is, to cut off Xiao Yu's head, and then hand over Xiao Yu's head to Zhao Qing in the future, as long as it is used properly, it is enough to make the morale of the Northwest Army fall to the bottom, which is more useful than breaking 100,000 Northwest Army on the frontal battlefield, and this time the Northwest Army will naturally be defeated undefeated when it enters the pass.

There was a vision rising in the sky, the wind and clouds surging, and countless colorful clouds gathered here from all directions, like a brocade woven by a goddess, and the clouds rolled and the colors were brilliant.

Then two magic swords slowly appeared in the sky.

The fourth magic sword Ying Yuan, and the eighth magic sword Beiyang.

Xiao Yu, who was bound all over his body, raised his head with difficulty, looking at this vision of heaven and earth, his heart fluctuated. Like the icy waters around you.

Are you going to die?

When the pinnacle of life was already far away, he died in this foreign land, and then his head was taken away by Qingchen, and his body sank into the cold sea.

The old father of the Dongdu family is left, and the orphans and widows of the Zhongdu family are left.

Xiao Lie is okay, after all, he is the prime minister who turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands for rain, so he doesn't need Xiao Yu to worry about it, but Lin Yinping and Xiao Xuan's mother and son, it's hard to say. The peaceful and prosperous times can accommodate a young man, but the troubled times will never let a baby who is still in swaddling clothes become a monarch. Lin Yinping can't do it either, the last time Lin Yinping was able to control the power of the Central Capital, the most critical thing was that she completely blocked the palace and didn't let any news be revealed. In a sense, this is also a disguised "secret and not mourning", using Xiao Yu's own authority to control the capital.

But this time is different, Qingchen and Zhao Qing will not let Xiao Yu die quietly, as long as Xiao Yu dies, it will definitely shake the world, and no one can cover it.

At that time, there will definitely be a full-scale infighting within the Northwest Army to compete for the position left by Xiao Yu, Lin Yinping and Xiao Xuan may become one of them, and it is more likely that they will be reduced to a bargaining chip, and they can't help themselves.

It was miserable.

Xiao Yu lowered his head, as if he was about to be killed, and sighed in a low voice, "Fifty years of life, compared with heaven and earth for a long time, like a dream and illusion, once born, how can there be an immortal?"

This is Xiao Lie's favorite passage.

Now is the most appropriate passage.

Qingchen said indifferently: "Looking at the sea and the sky, there is indeed no immortal, so in this way, you have accepted your fate?"

Xiao Yu did not speak.

Qingchen stopped talking nonsense, and directly led down with his virtual hand, and the Beiyang magic sword fell first.

This sword failed to kill Xiao Yu, but Xiao Yu was cut off half of his neck by this sword.

Xiao Yu's head hung down weakly, blood kept pouring out of the wound, and the body that didn't leak was frantically repairing the huge wound.

Qingchen's face was expressionless.

As long as there is one more sword, the king of the northwest will die.

Qingchen's other hand fell without hesitation.

Ying Yuan's sword followed.

Under the power of the two magic swords, the flesh and blood on Xiao Yu's neck were gone, revealing Bai Sensen's spine.

Xiao Yu's breath became weaker and weaker, and the repair speed of the non-leaking body became slower and slower.

Caught in a near-death situation, his vision began to blur a little bit, and he looked blankly at the turbulent blue waves under his feet.

Fifty years on earth, compared with heaven and earth.

It's just a small thing.

Looking at the world, dreams are like water.

Let life be for a while, and then perish.

This is the seed of Bodhi, the feeling of chagrin, full of heart.

You are going to the East Capital at this moment, if you see Xiao Yu's head.

Looking at the world, in the sea and the sky, is there any immortal?

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Just a few days ago, Zhao Qing suddenly summoned most of the troops in Zhili Prefecture, and then changed his attitude of not being able to hold out in the past, and led the army to the border of Qizhou with great momentum, and then began to stand still, which really made people unable to see what he wanted.

There were several confidant generals who suggested to Wei Ban that it was better to send troops to test one or two first, but Wei Ban did not agree, just because the prince was now in the Taiqing Palace in Laoshan, he did not dare to take this risk.

It's just Zhao Qing, purely on the ability to lead the troops to fight, it can't make Wei Ban like a big enemy, what Wei Ban is really worried about is that Zhao Qing is just a cover and bait, and the real backhand has not yet appeared, if he moves first, it will be easy to expose flaws, so that others will have a chance, so Wei Ban thought about it again and again, and decided to stay still.

Wei Jian closed his eyes and pondered, now the Northwest Army is advancing to Zhilizhou in three ways, but the prince is staying in Qizhou, where his left army is located. It's a mixed bag. The advantage is to prove that the prince attaches more importance to the left army, so that the left army overwhelms the right army, as for the disadvantage, the left army has to bear more responsibility, if there is any mistake, it is a good thing to turn into a bad thing. Wei Ban slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was a pile of official documents, during this time, in order not to make mistakes, he could be said to do everything himself, even some trivial things did not let go.

At this moment, Wei Ban suddenly heard a rush of footsteps behind him, followed by Tang Chunyu, the commander of the Dark Guard, who was nicknamed one of the three giants of the Secret Guard by the Northwest Army, looked a little flustered at this time, and said in a low voice after walking closer quickly: "Wen Shuai, I just got an urgent report, there is a change in the Taiqing Palace." ”

Wei Ban was stunned for a moment and asked, "What change?"

Tang Chunyu's voice was almost suppressed to the point of being inaudible, "The Taiqing Palace has collapsed." ”

Wei Ban didn't see Fang Cai anymore, so he suddenly got up and asked urgently, "Where is the prince?!"

Tang Chunyu hesitated: "It should still be in the Taiqing Palace, looking at the formation, eighty percent of them have made a move." ”

Wei Ban slowly sat back in his chair, his expression changing.

If Xiao Yu really had an accident in Qizhou, then Wei Ban, who was sitting in Qizhou, would inevitably bear the brunt of the attack and be criticized by all parties within the Northwest Army, especially the Minxing family, and would not let go of this opportunity to fall into the ground, whether Xiao Yu died or not.

Tang Chunyu asked in a low voice, "Do you want to keep it a secret?"

Wei Ban shook his head and said: "Paper can't hold the fire, if this matter is true, instead of letting others uncover it in the future and say that we have bad intentions, it is better for us to uncover it ourselves, so as to prove our innocence." ”

"Wen Shuai means ......" Tang Chunyu was still a little unsure of what Wei Ban meant, he was just a martial artist, and he was not very good at these curves, especially at this critical moment.

Wei Ban had gradually regained his composure, and said indifferently: "Tang Dudu, you immediately send a message to Mr. Lan and fully inform him of this matter. Then he sent an order to Mingchen of Jeju Prefecture in the name of Ben Shuai, and asked him to lead people to Laoshan as soon as possible. ”

Tang Chunyu seemed to be infected by Wei Ban's imminent chaos, and no longer panicked before, he turned around and left after making a promise.

Wei Ban was left alone in the house, his expression was complicated, and he whispered to himself, "Uncle, what should I do?"

――

Qingchen looked at Xiao Yu, who was no longer humanoid but still had a faint breath, and said with emotion: "It's really a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff." ”

He took a deep breath, "Okay, the old man will waste some more effort, completely cut off your vitality, and let you go to see your biological mother early." ”

Qingchen raised his arm, used his fingers as a pen, used the sky as paper, sketched with strokes, and wrote down a unique word.

At this moment, a sword rainbow crossed the sea, belatedly.

Qingchen frowned and turned his head to look.

There is a sword hovering.

Tianchen stood on top of a flying sword with his hand, his clothes moved with the wind, and said calmly: "Senior Brother Qingchen, don't come unharmed. ”

Qingchen squinted his eyes, stared at this fellow disciple who had destroyed most of his foundation, and said coldly: "You dare to come, just right, let Poor Dao kill Xiao Yu first, and then kill you Tianchen, but this cause and effect, go to the realm of immortality without worry." ”

At the moment, Qingchen has lost a lot of strength, but it does not hurt the fundamentals, if it is in the face of Shangguan Xianchen and Mu Guan and others, it may be beyond his strength, but in the face of a Tianchen who is only ranked above Xiao Yu on the Tianji list, Qingchen's conceit will not make waves again.

If Xiao Yu and Tianchen can be killed together today, the Taoist Sect's thousand-year plan will become a complete joke.

Qingchen exhaled the breath he had just inhaled.

The evil thoughts that were originally beaten into the bottom of the sea by Xiao Yu flew out of the sea again, and at the same time, the good thoughts quickly recovered their combat strength.