Chapter Seventy-Three: The Journey of Chivalry (1st Update)

The old man opposite Xue Zha didn't dodge, he chuckled and said, "The old man will say his name first, lest you die under my hands and become a fool." ”

As he spoke, he shook his hand and threw out the discs in his hand, a golden wheel of light appeared behind his head, and ten thousand golden lights bloomed, and he said at the same time: "My name is Yun Song." ”

"Boy, look at the move!"

Xue Zha was hit in front of him in the blink of an eye by the roof-sized disc, his wrist flipped, and a few swords were slashed out, and the swishing sharp weapon broke through the air, and the blood-colored sword qi slashed out, but it couldn't make any delay effect on the disc.

"Boy, do you know why the Holy House is so strong, but there is no country that represents their ideas and rules the world?"

Yun Song hugged his shoulders and chuckled, he snorted and said, "Because the Emperor of Words is far stronger than the saint in terms of fighting. ”

When it was too late, Xue Zha was beaten by Yun Song's disc, which broke through the defense composed of blood-colored sword qi, and with a bang, Xue Zha's chest was hit by the disc, poof, Xue Zha's mouth spurted blood and flew out, his eyes full of disbelief.

"I'm a traverser...... Actually beaten away by the natives?"

Xue Zha felt that he had embarrassed his comrades-in-arms in the army of countless traversers.

"Unforgivable!"

Xue Zha roared, and he landed on the roof of a house, and then he rolled over and jumped up, dodging the subsequent pursuit of the disc.

Xue Zha glanced at the ruins of the house that had been turned into a wall, and saw that there was a trace of blood oozing from the wall, so he snorted and asked, "Isn't this the people of your cloud country?"

"With such a life of the people in the last days, I, Xue Zha, will definitely destroy your Yun Kingdom!"

Xue Zha's shout made Yun Song laugh, and he pouted and said, "Scholars are like you, bullshit, if this group of ants-like mortals had not been protected by the royal family of my Yun Kingdom, they would have been ...... People killed. ”

"Now that I am qualified to live a good life in the capital of my Cloud Kingdom, being killed by me can be regarded as sacrificing my life for the country......"

Yun Song's sentence "sacrifice for the country" spit out, the crown of language above his head appeared, and a golden royal realm idiom gem shot down a beam of light, shrouding the ruins of the wall, and after a while, a stone tablet appeared in the same place, and the record of today's incident on it was written in the spring and autumn penmanship.

Xue Zha was speechless, if he killed someone, the whole family would give people a stone monument, such a post-apocalyptic life, such a villainous behavior, can he ...... today

"I'll ...... Again!"

Xue Zha's dodge again, he once again narrowly dodged from under the disc, and now, he didn't dare to be hit by the disc, the ancestor of the Emperor Realm Yun Country, just now, he was hit in the chest by the other party's disc, and he felt that half his life was gone.

Xue Zha flickered and moved while thinking about how to deal with it.

Even Zhu Yuanzhang's sword, which is blessed with the poetic effect of "Spring Breeze Blowing and Growing", can't hurt the other party, so what kind of poetic vision can hit the other party?

Xue Zha kept stirring and stirring his brain, and gradually, a name flashed in his eyes.

"Old Li Tou, I have to use yours!"

Xue Zha thought about it, holding a pen in his right hand, and as soon as he put a piece of rice paper on his chest, he heard Yun Song chuckle and say, "Boy, do you think I will give you a chance?"

Yun Song chuckled, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the discs that flew out that were originally only used for physical attacks suddenly blurred.

The virtual discs were autobiography in situ, and the blades composed of white glow slashed out, looking at the strength of the blade, Xue Zha felt that he would die if he touched it, and he would die if he touched it.

"Damn, don't let me write a poem, do you still have a good taste of old things!"

Xue Zha put away the pen and picked up the paper and ran, he didn't dare to write, if he was swept away by the energy supply of the disc, Xue Zha felt that it was not just half a life left, he felt that it was possible to die on the spot.

"What can I do about this? If it's just a poetry recitation, can we bring out the power of Lao Litou's poems?"

Xue Zha was entangled, once he recited the poems of Qinglian monk Li Bai in this world in a special pronunciation way, then when he wrote it again, the power would be discounted, and Xue Zha's grasp of the power of poetry recitation was not very good, it was still given to him by Tang Dabao's father Tang Shiping, and until now, Xue Zha has really not used it a few times.

But seeing that Yun Song's disc's attacks were getting more and more intensive, and the blade of the white glow emitted by the disc's was also whizzing closer and closer to him, he didn't know what kind of attack the other party had behind the disc, so he didn't want to find a way out, what if he really died later?

Xue Zha didn't think about Pan Xiaolian at this time, the child in her womb was born, and at least someone from Yunhongshan could protect her, not to mention that he Xue Zha had a good relationship with the Holy Academy, and for the sake of him carrying so many poems and articles, it should not be a problem to take Pan Xiaolian and the child to the Holy Courtyard.

Xue Zha's only one thing is thinking now: Damn, you dare to embarrass me and kill you!

Xue Zha's murderous aura was exposed, he glanced at Yun Song, who was following unhurriedly behind him, and saw that he didn't know when he actually hugged the black cat of the Cloud Country Protector Divine Beast in his arms, he snorted and said, "Look at me killing you all together!"

"Dare to pit me, black cat, I'll let you die without a corpse!"

Xue Zha shouted "dead without a corpse", bursts of heaven and earth power surged, Yun Song changed color, he felt that the idiom of the other party at least had the strength of the king realm.

He was very worried that the other party was getting the tenth King Realm Idiom Gem, once that was the case, then Xue Zha would immediately have the Disc, with the strength that the other party had shown, Yun Song had every reason to believe that the other party would be able to have the same killing means as him immediately after obtaining the Disc.

"Give me death......"

Yun Song's face was hideous, he raised his hands high, the black cat jumped out of his arms, the entire Yun Song's beard was open, the golden divine ring behind his head swelled, and there was endless white ghost light surging in his eyes, and the discs that flew out slowly retreated, and after a while, the disc, Yun Song, the divine ring, and the white phantom light merged into one and turned into a coffin.

Xue Zha knew that the other party was going to make a big move, so he didn't dare to delay, he snorted and stopped in the air with his hands behind his back.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. ”

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. ”

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. ”

"Brush off your clothes and go to hide your body and name deeply. ”

Xue Zha just recited this sentence, he only felt a tingling itch in his right hand, raised his eyes to see, a crescent moon Wu hook appeared in his right hand, and his chest was inexplicably full of pride, he raised his head and stared at the black lacquer coffin in the air opposite, ah...... With a shout, his feet jumped into the air, and the crescent moon in his right hand was slashed down.

Without too many obstacles, the black lacquer coffin was easily cut in half by the Crescent Moon Wu Hook.

Blood was spilled, and Yun Song clutched his severed left arm and screamed in pain.

Xue Zha didn't hesitate, following the feeling of his body at this time, he flew and slashed, swished, brushed, and after a while, Xue Zha ripped out Yun Song's ears, nose, eyes, and tongue, and then slashed with a sword, and cut off the head of Yun Song, a powerhouse in the imperial realm.

Xue Zha felt the power in his body, and without hesitation, he vibrated his vocal cords again and recited Li Bai's "Chivalrous Journey" in a special way.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. ”

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. ”

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. ”

"Brush off your clothes and go to hide your body and name deeply. ”

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. ”

"Will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. ”

"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. ”

"After the eyes are dazzled, the spirit is vibrant. ”

"Save Zhao waving the golden gavel, Handan was shocked first. ”

"Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Daliang City. ”

"The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. ”

"Who can write Your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra. ”