"Poof..."

The ground was full of mud, heavy rain, and it was all embarrassing.

Li Bai, who was trapped in the pit, failed to stand up at the first time.

The Dao robe on his chest was all shattered, revealing his bruised and blackened chest, and a blood-red fist mark in the middle of his chest was particularly eye-catching. Li Bai couldn't help the churning of blood in his heart, and opened his mouth one after another to squirt out two mouthfuls of hot blood. Obviously, Gu Fu's punch had already caused extremely serious internal injuries to Li Bai, otherwise Li Bai would have gritted his teeth and stood up even if he was defeated. Because this is Zhenwu Mountain, Li Bai needs to maintain the dignity of the Zhenwu Sword Sect.

The other end.

Gu Fu naturally lowered his hands, and although the eyes on both sides of his eyebrows were still crimson, they also regained their calmness.

He walked slowly to the edge of the pothole and looked at Li Bai in the pit condescendingly.

He's like a winner, but he's not completely victorious.

There was a wound on his right hand that could not be concealed. The straight incision cut through the flesh of his right elbow and down to the palm of his hand. The wounds were bone-covered and dripping with blood, staining not only most of his arms, but also the dirt beneath his feet. However, the blood-stained soil seeped into the blood, but for some reason it gradually turned into a bewitching purple red.

But in any case, the burial was injured, this is a fact.

He was injured by Li Bai's ultimate sword.

If there is no accident, this is the first time in twenty years that a saint has been stained with blood since the bloody battle of Yueyang. However, it is not surprising that those who forced the saints to stain their blood were not surprising. Because, Li Bai has Lu Fengxian's blood flowing in his body. He once beheaded four saints in a row in this place with the body of a king, and wrote a myth that has been passed down to this day.

Li Bai is a descendant of Lu Fengxian, so it is natural that he can come this far

"You have already grasped your father's sword intent. ”

The blood condensed between the fingers along the crook of the arm, gradually fell to the ground, and then flowed down the crack in the stone into the deep pit. The bewitching purple and striking crimson will be dyed into another purple red from the drenched earth. As he spoke, the burly body of the ancient burial shrank rapidly, like a deflated ball, and soon dried up into its original emaciated state.

As a saint, and he has been on the Holy Peak for many years, he was injured in the hands of a king realm today, which is undoubtedly an extremely shameful thing. But the ancient burial seemed unusually calm at the moment, condescending and without the slightest arrogance. He just looked at Li Bai calmly with a low-looking gaze, and gave a comment in the tone of an elder.

Tw...

Li Bai's eyes were weak and confused, and the severity of his injuries seemed to be difficult to lift even his fingers. Li Bai bit the blood and replied tremblingly: "Uncle Shi... Seeing the smile, the younger generation is invincible to Uncle Shi's punch even after ten thousand swords... Disgraced to his father's prestige. ”

“......”

Half a foot forward, calm and steady, the ancient burial slowly turned around. Stepping on the uneven gravel, he continued to walk step by step towards the top of the mountain, which was hidden by the clouds.

The drizzle was slightly cool, gradually wetting the linen robe on his body and also drenching his arms. The cold rain condensed into a thin stream and washed the blood on his arm, slowly falling into a thin line of blood and hitting the ground. The wound of the sword slash was dry and thin, and the flesh was turned outward inch by inch, like a layer of burnt wax paper, and a piece of Bai Sensen's elbow bone was exposed under the paper, which was particularly penetrating.

In fact, what the ancient burial said was true, Li Bai's previous sword did contain a bit of the sword intent when Lu Fengxian turned into a Dao to slash the sky. It's just that today's Li Bai is far from the cultivation of Lu Fengxian back then, and he can't see the mystery of the Three Thousand Great Dao clearly when he is not in the Holy Peak, so he can only rely on the peak swordsmanship to forcibly swallow the subtlety of the Great Dao for his own use. But even so, Li Bai's sword already possessed the most basic rudiments of the Transformation Dao, and he could barely touch the edge of that realm. Under the sword slash, the Dao Law Ling Tian, even a wisp is enough to slash the foundation of the saint, and it cannot be healed in a short time.

That's the wound on the arm of the ancient burial...

"Tsk. ”

I don't know if it's because of unwillingness, or because of the rise. Walking out of Xu Yuan, the ancient burial slowly said the words that had been brewing in his heart for a long time: "Don't be humble. ”

"I'm nearly a hundred years older than you, and I'm already in a position to attack you. Today, if you can hold any of the swords of Zhuxian, Xuanyuan, Haotian, and Tai'a, I will be even more embarrassed. If you attain the holy throne one day and climb to the top of the clouds to observe the wonderful law of the Great Dao, it will be enough to balance with me, or even defeat me. And today, under the immortal gate saints, you are invincible. Xia Yuan, Li Jing, and Dijiang are not enough to be on a par with you, but the Tang Emperor of the world can, you should be careful. ”

“......”

The ancient burials are gradually fading away.

In the deep pit, Li Bai almost used all his strength to lift his arm with difficulty, and wiped the blood from his mouth with the sleeve with the rotten corners.

He knew the meaning of the ancient burial words...

Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the True Martial Sword Sect has always been the most loyal guardian of the Li Tang Imperial Court. The former Emperor Sui Zu fought in the south and the north to pacify the Central Plains. Later, during the civil strife of Yuanzong, he led the world to sword repair and defend the national capital. The vassal king rebelled against the sword ancestor and killed the enemy, and the great drought and famine poured into the world. This is true even in the Jinluan Palace's murder case twenty years ago. At that time, the second prince killed his father to seize the throne for Dengdabao, which angered the Taifu, and personally led the Baimen Wang clan to the north to crusade, and the rivers and lakes of Kyoto suddenly rioted. At that time, Li Xuanji, who was the master of the Zhenwu Palace, in order to stabilize the situation, did not hesitate to sacrifice his feelings and take righteousness, standing in front of the Xuanwu Gate with the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in his hand to block Lu Fengxian, winning time for the Tower of Babel to start the battle, and finally rejecting the Taifu family from Chang'an City with the Great Array of Protecting the Country. This is why Taifu later went south, surrounded and suppressed Yueyang, Fengxian to kill the Tao, and punished the immortals to cut the sky.

It can be said that whenever the fortunes of the country collapse, Zhenwu Mountain will become the last talisman of the Tang Dynasty, killing the evil and the demons, and returning the world to stability.

This has been the case for thousands of years...

However, when the immutable law arrived in Li Bai's generation, there were strange variables. Li Bai said that Chunyang studied under Zhenwu, although he had the collateral blood of the Li Tang royal family, he was the successor of the Zhenwu Sword Sect in the world. But he also had Lu Fengxian's blood on his body. And he is free and easy by nature, never seeking fame and fortune, like a wild horse without a reins, and like a sharp sword without a sheath.

As the ruler of power, the imperial court of any dynasty could not accommodate such a rebellious maniac. The Tang Dynasty Imperial Court would not allow Zhenwu Mountain, the sword placed in his henchmen, to be in Li Bai's hands.

And the reason why Emperor Tang still doesn't take Li Bai is because the sword of Zhenwu Mountain is still in the hands of Li Xuanji, the eldest princess, and he can worry about it for the time being. But judging from the current Tang Emperor's style and skill, once Li Xuanji drives the Crane Immortal away, he is likely to be like he did twelve years ago to eliminate the Taifu forces, and will do whatever it takes to get rid of Li Bai's henchman.

What's more, the combat power that Li Bai showed today was enough to threaten the Jinluan Palace. The so-called half-gentleman is like a tiger, which is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous signal for Li Bai.

"Huh. ”

Li Bai smiled hard and looked at the sky...

"Thank you Uncle for your advice. ”

“......”

Li Bai had already exhausted his strength, and his voice was even weaker like a mosquito's groan, and even the sound of rain could cover it, but he would definitely be able to hear it with the ancient burial cultivation, but he didn't reply again. Because, most of the Heavenly Sword Dao has passed, and at this time, he is not far from the peak. In the clouds and drizzle, the towering golden maple looms, and there are many figures under the maple trees. They have been waiting there for a long time, and if they delay any longer, I am afraid that everyone will be impatient.

The drizzle had already drenched the linen robe, and the already thin and fleshless body looked even more thin and thin. The mountain is high and the wind is strong, blowing a few strands of hair. Although the footsteps of the ancient burial are still steady, it seems that there are some drifts, and the footprints in the rubble are only shallow traces...