"Wheel Slash"

The words were deafening, Liu Xu held Mo Feng in his hand, and Huo Ran broke out.

The seven unique steps of foot luck are continuous, and they keep wreathing in front of them.

Liu Xu's elbows became lighter and lighter, and Shi Ran trembled, and there was a wave of light in an instant.

The waves of light rotated, and ripples were like water ripples, scattering in space. In an instant, Liu Xu rose step by step, Mo Feng responded to the situation, and a true Yuan Yongdao was immediately completed.

In the corridor, stretched out a ghost sword that was comparable to the world.

It's Mo Feng!

Mo Feng is incomparable, carrying endless true elements, breaking through all obstacles, and magnificently coming.

Song Xuanzhi's expression immediately became solemn.

There are two changes in this gaze.

The next moment, without hesitation, he took out his sword.

"New Moon Cold"

With a groan, the long sword in his hand was cold.

As soon as Zhenyuan moved, the wind and clouds were rampant, and the endless force erupted from under the sword.

Song Xuanzhi stepped forward, the afterimage was invisible, looking up to the world and raising his sword, and a big sword covered with ice and snow appeared inexplicably.

The sword was domineering, where the cold sword qi was shining, the space was sluggish, and the universe was reversed.

In a fit of rage, the sword came out and pointed directly at Mo Feng.

In the next moment, in space, two swords were intertwined.

A thunderbolt exploded, the macro light reflected the heavens, the heavens and the earth were shining, like a dark night, a lightning bolt crossed, and the endless true elements boiled.

Under the fierce force, the surrounding buildings are not known to be destroyed, but no one dares to show it, and no one dares to look at it.

In such a war, the move will lead to death, and the gains outweigh the losses.

In the matchless storm, the two of them were weak, like fish swimming in the sea, and they were instantly shocked by the waves, and fell to the ground and vomited blood.

As for the depth of the injury, no one can find out.

But in a moment, both of them stood up and held their swords.

"You're not from the world. Song Xuanzhi looked at the tattered white robe on his body, and he said for a moment.

In a word, it caused waves, although Liu Xu was not shocked, but his mind fluctuated.

Liu Xu didn't understand why he suddenly said this.

But since I say this, I think there is evidence.

Liu Xu didn't make any response, and for a moment, he was murderous, domineering and ruthless.

"Slashing the Sky"

With a burst of words, Liu Xu came out with a peerless sword.

Under the cold sky, boundless thunder bloomed, Liu Xu moved, and Huo Zi slowly rose into the sky.

When he ascended to the moment of endless loftiness, he raised his sword and communicated with each other.

Mo Feng upheld the supreme sincerity, the brilliance rose, the sky was endless thunder, and it was boiling.

At this moment, the Western Imperial City began to tremble, and Qiankun became more and more alarmed.

The boundless True Yuan, with the invincible sword intent of the world, rushed out unstoppably with the edge of killing heaven and earth.

The heavens in the sky are getting higher and higher, and the ink blade in Liu Xu's hand is infinitely extended.

A hopeless sword that destroys the world and stands in the air.

In the next moment, Liu Xu held the Huanghuang giant sword and landed with a sword.

This sword fell, and Xuankun was disillusioned.

Song Xuanzhi under the sword, his scalp was cold.

Knowing that he will die, but he will fight for death.

is still the king of martial arts, the most high-end existence in the world.

"Storm Break"

There was a burst of shouting, and the roar was like a dragon.

Song Xuanzhi rose with his sword, intending to resist.

This sword is also a peerless sword in the world, and it has been in the world for a hundred years.

At the beginning of this day, the heavens and the earth trembled.

A faint and cold sword, knotted in the night sky. Song Xuanzhi's movements were not fast, but it seemed to be written in an instant.

The sword is sharp and sharp.

One by one, it is full of wind bones.

When the word wind and clouds are completed, when the wind and clouds in the sky are triggered, the endless wind is rising, the thunder should be peaceful, and the Qiankun faction is subverted.

Break!

One word falls, and the wind and clouds are broken.

Since then, there has been no wind and clouds in the world, and this set of sword tricks can only be used once in a lifetime.

And this time, it's a life-killing style.

The next moment, the two swords met.

Under the boundless night sky.

The night sky is unbounded, and the long sword has a degree, and this type of collision destroys the world and destroys the world.

If it hadn't been bombed at high altitude, the entire Western Imperial City would have been destroyed.

Even so, the fluctuations caused by the true yuan still stirred up the wind and rain, and the heavens and the earth wept together.

And this rain is extraordinary rain.

It's a spirit!

The true yuan was thick in the rain, and the cultivators of the imperial city feasted together.

Liu Xu was in the center of the rainstorm, his whole body was soaked, and he fell to the ground from a high altitude, and his body was empty.

His injuries were not light.

But in comparison, it was Song Xuanzhi who was on the verge of death.

Cutting the blue sky is a stunt of the Qingyang King, which means to uphold the true intention and kill the heavens, but if the body rises into the air and the real sword is shipped out, it will be invincible.

Liu Xu staggered in the rain with ink on the ground, and walked towards Song Xuanzhi, who fell from a high altitude.

The distance was not far, and he didn't walk fast, and after a while, Liu Xu came to see that there were still three points of life.

"Death!" Liu Xu retracted Mo Feng with one hand, his momentum was unstable, and he was about to move.

Since he has seen the blue sky, the person in front of him will not be able to stay.

"Since you have been defeated, then I won't let you do it!" Song Xuanzhi coughed up blood.

Liu Xu was stunned for a moment, slowed down his movements, and said, "What else do you have to say?"

"Before I die, I want to ask you to help me take care of someone. Song Xuanzhi, who was in a white robe mixed with muddy water on the ground, swallowed.

He was so badly injured that he could not speak clearly.

"You have done a lot of evil, you have to repent before you die, that's a delusion! How can I help you take care of it?" Liu Xu asked rhetorically.

"You are not from the rivers and lakes, this will be exposed soon, and I want to exchange it. The rain hit Song Xuanzhi's somewhat scattered hair, he said.

Oh!

Liu Xu's expression changed slightly, and he only said, "Tell me first, who that person is!"

"Although she has been in charge of Baijin Lou for many years, she has never participated in what I have done. I hope that after I die, you will protect her life. Song Xuanzhi fell to the ground, his chest heaving.

"Bai Jin, since you can send people to my bed in exchange for your life, you also deserve to say this!?" Liu Xu suddenly asked angrily.

The people on the ground were suddenly stunned, and then they raised their eyelids, their eyes were blank, and they looked at Liu Xu again.

In the end, the meaning was difficult to understand: "Please help me take care of her, and I am willing to give her the last sword trick." ”

Sword Word Trick?

Liu Xu Huoran was shocked, although he didn't know anything in his heart, but this sword trick was too rare, so he said: "In the next place, with the ink blade in your hand as evidence, and the night rain as a reference, after you die, you will be killed!"

Song Xuanzhi's eyes were blank, Huo Ran was calm, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "You are the queen of Qingyang, and you can know it when you see Qingtian." But before this sword, you also had six swords, three of which were women's swords. But you don't know that on the rivers and lakes, men disdain women's swords. ”

Hearing this, Liu Xu Shiran understood that when facing the enemy in the future, he had to be obscure.

The next moment, Song Xuanzhi grabbed the long sword in the muddy water, and said intermittently: "The sword trick is in my sword, I just want you to tell her after I die..."

Song Xuanzhi kept coughing and wheezing, his chest rose and fell, and his words became more and more confused.

Liu Xu didn't know much, but before he had time to ask, the people on the earth had already slashed their necks with swords.

Just gave up, and in the rain, Liu Xu picked up the cold sword in Song Xuanzhi's hand and walked away.

It took a short time to return to the mansion.

It was late at night, Liu Xu was wet, and he knocked lightly on the door.

Fu Ding came with an umbrella, and when he saw that it was Liu Xu, he was lightly startled, and immediately said, "My lord, are you back?"

Liu Xu smiled warmly, took the long umbrella, and stepped over.

The house was behind him, braving the rain to enter his house.

After a while, when he came to the study, Liu Xu lit a crystal candle and changed into a clean robe.

Place Mo Feng, a wide and long cold sword, into Liu Xu's field of vision.

The true yuan operated, and with the movement of two fingers, the long sword broke in response, but the sword body was made of solid iron, and there was no gap at all.

Liu Xu moved his fingers again, and the sword body was broken inch by inch, until the hilt of the sword, there was no hidden object.

It can't help but make people wonder.

But in terms of reason, it should not be so.

Liu Xu muttered to himself and looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Just when there was no hope, a small gold character suddenly came into view on the hilt of the sword.

The word is very ancient, it is the Sanskrit of the pre-Jin Dynasty, and it is engraved on the back.

If it weren't for the fact that he had studied in the Hanlin Academy when he was under the Jixia, Liu Xu would never have expected it.

Shi Ran was interested, and Liu Xu was very happy.

The next moment, I picked up the pen and grinded, trying to transcribe the text.

But what is difficult is that Sanskrit is complicated, and the characters are engraved backwards, and Liu Xu only knows the font, but does not know the characters.

Therefore, the efficiency of transcription can be imagined.

A stick of incense, but dozens of words are freed up.

Just when he stopped writing and frowned, the ink on the table fell into sight, and Liu Xu changed his mind and immediately snickered at joy.

The next moment, pressing the hilt of the sword on the ink, a column of Sanskrit characters was squeezed out.

Liu Xu brought up the pen again, and it was several times more efficient.

Sanskrit is the simplest, but it is still no less than a few hundred words.

It wasn't until late in the evening that he transcribed it, and Liu Xu was familiar with it.

Although he was illiterate, his pen and pen were imprinted in his memory.

Therefore, the paper was folded, lit on the candle, and the light gradually rose.

After the word was burned, Liu Xu Fang got up and went to sleep.

Following.

The sky was clear and everything was bright.

Liu Xu got up in the morning and breathed in.

Last night's battle consumed a lot, and the true yuan of one body was all left, and the accumulation of internal injuries was not a trivial matter.

Fortunately, Liu Xu has a solid foundation and has been in the realm of the Martial King for many months.

If you fight for your life, how can you inflict light wounds?

Now, with the help of Wang Yubi, he vomits and heals his wounds, and his strength has recovered three or two percent.

Open the door into the courtyard, early summer has arrived, see the lush vegetation, warm breeze.

With internal injuries, it is not suitable to practice swords, and Liu Xu paced and enjoyed the scenery.

After a while, the general manager passed the food road to the courtyard, and saw that Liu Xu had never practiced swords, but he was also a little puzzled.

He did not dare to disturb, but only motioned to the servants to enter the temple with breakfast.

But Liu Xu came over, and the head of the house immediately paused and bowed his hand to greet.

Liu Xu was calm and asked casually: "In the few days that I am away, has something happened in the house?"

The surface of being a manager is gentle, but he can read the mind the most.

The next moment, he spoke: "There are no big things, but some trivial things." By the way, Lian'er has been here twice, and only asked when you will be back. ”

Liu Xu nodded his head to show his understanding, and then there was no more words.

During the meal, Peiyu came over and saw Liu Xu with a big smile.

Take the initiative to serve rice porridge and be considerate.

Liu Xu only ate, and asked a few words casually, as for deeper communication, it was indeed not.

Lian'er saw it in her eyes and stood behind Peiyu, but she didn't dare to speak.

After dinner, Liu Xu set off for the Criminal Department.

Along Yuqing Street, enter the envoy's hall, and do things as usual.

The number of cases has decreased sharply, and Liu Xu is relaxed.

In the middle of the morning, Ye Yu reported in.

Liu Xu was determined, and his complexion did not change.

Stepping on the door, Ye Yu bowed and saluted, and said in surprise: "Boss, do you know that Song Xuanzhi was killed!"