"The strength goes straight to the bull fight, and the hometown heart hangs upside down in Yangzhou. There is no home in the four seas, the common people have no eyes, and the hero's smile is broken. Since childhood, wealthy families have been accustomed to drinking, and they don't let go of the huge fireworks. The garden acacia blows in the twilight of autumn. ”

Zunli pretended to be a young man in white, danced the sword, and sang the "Chivalry" of "A Dream of Nanke" on the stage.

The concubines sitting in the seat saw that the color was crimson, and the love flowers were planted, but the emperor was present and did not dare to be presumptuous.

The emperor also wore a good sword, alone, facing the salute, bowing his head slightly. What Zunli danced was nothing more than a richly decorated wooden sword, and the sword worn by the emperor was the world's first divine sword cosmic edge.

Hua Luoluo sat next to the emperor, this is the emperor's dictation. She dressed up slightly, and her complexion was like a lotus flower, and she immediately took away all the worldly brilliance of the three palaces and six courtyards.

At the emperor's neighbor's seat were the chief envoy of the Parrot Country, the lion nameless, and the deputy envoy Fan Youxie. Yao Xiaoyou and other Liyuan disciples were waiting behind the stage. Liu Ziyue and Su Peng are businessmen and do not have the right to enter the palace.

Fan Wujie still appears as a mortal, but his eyes are shining, like a glow. In the painting, he spent ten days of calamity, and through the achievement of demons, he entered the lower class of Yuanying. After three months of warm recuperation, it is stable and does not retreat.

There is no more firecracker in the theater of the palace, and the concubines are all flowers in the greenhouse. However, the twenty-four eunuchs who served were all successful in cultivating the Sunflower Treasure Book, and had reached the supreme realm of "every meal must think of the king, and the physical nature is unchangeable", and it is difficult to be in the realm of the great man of "for the country and the people", and it is only one step away from the threshold of the Qi Refiner, and it is also an eternal step.

The emperor is just a mortal, a mortal who is especially majestic and mighty, but he is a mortal after all.

"It's just idle play, and Your Majesty will never leave his sword. The slave family is scared in their hearts, why don't they order the eunuchs to put it away?" Hua Luoluo persuaded her, her gentle words were better than a thousand-year-old fox, and every word was flattering to the bone marrow. Even the eunuchs who had broken their love roots listened to it, and they couldn't help but be bewitched by her, and they didn't wait for the emperor's orders, holding the gold plate, and stepped forward to collect the sword.

The emperor didn't raise his head, the scabbard was empty, and the blade stopped in the air. The first one to come over, Eunuch Qiu, who was carrying the supreme realm of the Sunflower Treasure Book, moved his head. Eunuch Qiu's blood splashed on my boots, and I took a Su embroidered handkerchief and wiped my boots.

The rest of the eunuchs woke up from the falling flowers, and knelt down and kowtowed to death.

Most of the concubines who had been in the palace for a long time were accustomed to seeing the emperor treat human life as a grass, and they were still knocking melon seeds and blowing bird's nest porridge.

The emperor snorted coldly, his voice was silent, and the whole palace was silent, and the sound of me wiping my boots could be heard.

Everyone looked at me in embarrassment, and I was not in the mood to wipe it off.

"The play is so good that it doesn't have to stop. The emperor smiled at Hua Luoluo, "This sword is the foundation of my universe, and it cannot be separated from it." Don't be afraid, beauty, you'll get used to it. ”

He rubbed the neck of the flower-falling jade, and his fingers reached under the placket of the back of his neck.

Hua Luoluo turned around and went to fetch the parrot brand mooncakes that the Parrot Kingdom had paid tribute to the Cosmic Dynasty, and said with a smile, "Look at those eunuchs who are like dead cats, it's pitiful." The slaves beg Your Majesty to forgive their sins, and these mooncakes will be rewarded to them. ”

"Our mooncakes are sold in the West, and diners have to pre-order them three years in advance. "I'm talking nonsense, but in fact, Liu Ziyue bought it from the dim sum shop in the imperial capital, and the moon cakes were carved with parrots in molds.

The emperor waved his hand, and the eunuchs thanked him and took the moon cakes down to share the food. Cosmic Edge withdrew the emperor's scabbard again, but still did not leave his body.

All the eunuchs saw that the flowers fell and fell into favor, and they all praised this moon cake as if it was delicious. All I could do was sneer.

Fan Wuxie and I looked at each other and nodded, already knowing in our hearts: Thirty years have passed, everything has shed its spirits, and the sword spirit and sword in this array have also been separated. It used to be a sword that appeared at will, but now the cosmic blade has to wear it with him. The speed of his sword is beyond the reach of any mortal, but it is no longer the envoy itself, but more like moving a foreign object. In the eyes of cultivators who are far higher than mortals, such flaws will be infinitely magnified. However, it is also a mortal way, can we catch it?

I'm still trying to separate the sword spirit from the sword:

Fan has no explanation to obtain the Yuan Baby, and is no longer controlled by the sword spirit. He has the contract of the cosmic edge, and he has the swordsmanship secretly taught by the head of Dugu, and he can control this sword with the sword spirit, in no particular order. The two cancel each other, as long as the sword spirit is not allowed to control the sword. The sword spirit didn't dare to kill Fan Wujie, and we could kill the sword spirit as much as we could, and then take the sword and sacrifice. As long as we move the Cosmic Edge from the Sword Spirit to a neutral place, we will be the Great Superior.

After the singing of "A Dream of Nanke", the emperor ordered the immortal class to stage a new play led by the rehearsal ten years ago, praising the sword spirit and martial arts "The Emperor of the Universe Breaking Array Music":

The martial artists of the opera troupe, Wudan and Wujing, took turns on the stage in somersaults, pretending to be the leaders of the four major sects thirty years ago. Wen Qi played the heroic emperor Sword Spirit, one sword hacked to death the demon monkey Dejian played by Qi Guan, one sword hacked to death Wen Hou played by Yao Xiao Demon, another sword hacked to death Guanshui played by clown Jixiang, one sword hacked to death the Dragon and Tiger Sect Shouyi Patriarch played by Zhen Tai, another sword hacked to death Yuwen Badu played by Tianfu, and the last sword hacked to death Gu Tianchi played by Tianlu.

The whole stage was splashed with blood, and everyone pretended to be corpses and fell down and pretended to be dead, leaving only Wen Qi who looked blank on the stage. The concubines present were all colorless, but they had to obey the Sword Spirit Emperor, and the Yingying Yanyan smiled coquettishly, and the scene was very creepy.

The Sword Spirit Emperor clapped his hands and laughed wildly, and he waved it on a palace robe decorated with jewels: "But you have to be enchanting to act, take back the imperial city and serve the king." ”

As soon as he threw the palace robe of the imperial pen to Wen Qi, the sword spirit turned to me and said, "The falling flowers of the parrot country are as beautiful as Wen Qi. Anonymous Ambassador Lion, I would like to return to your lord: these two beauties will remain and serve the Emperor together. ”

The flowers are also smiling, and the laughter is a frost sword.

I stroked the beard on the lion's face, and with a look of embarrassment, I said:

"Your Majesty the Emperor, your martial arts are certainly brilliant, but my virtue and politics are probably disdainful:

Along the way, I saw that the situation in Middle-earth was far worse than it was thirty years ago. In the past, the livelihood of the spiritual veins was all discontinued, and the people abandoned the bronze oxen and used livestock, palaces, and puppets to cut off the castrations. Profiteers and corrupt officials are rampant and domineering. There is a lack of warmth and food, and there are frozen bones and hungry bones on the road. Selling sons and daughters, people have no peace overnight. In this garden alone, there are many girls sold in by poor families. You also covet the national treasures of a small country, and fill them into your harem at will. Domestic and foreign affairs are really all about it.

Sword Spirit, do you think that you can do whatever you want with just relying on the Cosmic Blade and those fire guns, and the country will be forever? Your dream is over today!"

Fan Wujie also stood up and shouted to the Universe Front: "Sword Spirit, do you still remember the ancestors of the Sword Sect! You believe that you are the first in the sword, but you don't even dare to mention the name of my Yun Ancestor in the play, how can your heart be empty!"

It is true that there is no sword of Ancestor Yun being attacked by the sword spirit in "Breaking the Array Music", but Ancestor Ren of the Star Sect does not appear on the scene. I guess the sword spirit hasn't seen these two.

He wiped off his disguised makeup, revealing Fan Wuxie's true face.

The audience was silent. All the eunuchs and concubines trembled, just passing through our rebellious words in their ears was a great sin to destroy the nine clans.

The sword spirit looked at Fan Wuxue for a long time, and said slowly: "You seem to be someone I knew before, but I can't remember anything." What is the Sword Sect, all the Taoist priests in the world have been killed by me! Where is the Sword Sect! You two are crazy, who is behind it instructing you two foreigners—— but even if you are crazy, you have to be Ling. Someone, drag the two of them to death row, torture them to the mastermind, and then Ling Chi will show them to the public!"

The eunuchs of the twenty-three eunuchs who had practiced to the top of the Sunflower Treasure Book were like ghosts, and pounced on me and Fan Wuxie.

I said to the sword spirit compassionately, "Sword spirit, you used to be a primordial infant in a high place, and you were a companion of the Great Dao day and night. It's a pity that he has fallen and indulged to this point, and it is difficult to save it. ”

Then, I snapped my fingers.

Twenty-three bloody mist erupted from the chest of the twenty-three eunuchs. In the mooncakes they ate, I lay down timed thunderbolts the size of mustard seeds. The twenty-three eunuchs did not make a single move, and they all died.

The fly in the ointment is that their blood is splashed on the nameless skin of the lion, and my clothes have to be washed many times.

The concubines fled from me like evil spirits, and fled in all directions. The Emperor's prestige made them obedient, and my thunderbolt made them unable to understand the Emperor's words.

There was no one left to protect the Emperor, and the Musket could not arrive in a moment.

The sword spirit was furious, and Guanghua took my head directly: Although the sword spirit is lost, the cosmic edge is still the divine sword that chases the time, and no one can escape after the cosmic edge takes out the sword, and neither can I.

I opened my eyes wide to see how the Cosmic Edge had chopped off my great head.

The Cosmic Front stopped in mid-air before me, unable to move a single inch.

Fan Wuxie blocked me. He always stared at the sword spirit's hand, and predicted the line before the cosmic blade came out of the sword, blocking the right direction. The sword spirit of the upper-level primordial infant, the Dao heart was lost, and he actually lost to the prediction of the lower-level primordial infant, and slowed down the hands and feet of the lower-level primordial infant.

The sword spirit shouted: "I remember! You are Fan Wuxie, aren't you my sword slave? Why don't you listen to my orders! You are the original Jiankong, the original Jiankong who tricked me out of the Demon Tower, you caused my Dao heart to be lost, you are a demon, you must be a demon!"

The sword spirit finally remembered in time, if this sword stabbed Fan to death, the sword spirit himself would also die together.

Fan Wujie is my shield, a shield that even the Nine Turns Divine Sword can restrain me. He also entrusted his life and death to me, and I bet that the sword spirit could not pierce this sword. I have lived up to Fan Wujie's entrustment.

But the sobriety of returning to the light came too late for the sword spirit. Da Da, Da, from the eaves of the Jiangshan Beauty Pavilion came the roar of a series of firearms. How can the sword spirit still Mu Leng's hands and feet dodge the sonic bullet forest, not to mention that this Lianzhu Fire Gun is operated by the first person in today's martial arts, and the sword spirit has also tasted the hardships that Fan Wujie has suffered.

Blood splashed all over the sword spirit's body.

Martial God Zhou Jia followed us into the imperial city, killed a group of firecrackers, and got a Lianzhu firecracker, which was already lurking on the eaves of the Jiangshan Beauty Pavilion. The sword spirit and the twenty-four sunflower treasure book eunuchs, none of them could sense this peak martial artist.

The sword spirit's hands and feet were all interrupted by the martial god Zhou Jia's manipulation of the beaded fire. One of the hands holding the Cosmic Edge was cut off by the roots and flew out. Princess Lin didn't pretend to be a corpse, jumped from the stage on the spot, and fished out her hands, and the people were as high as the Nine Zhangge, and the nine-turn divine sword fell into her hands. Then she fell back to the stage like a cat, half dusty. Everyone present was limited to mortal bodies, but the White Tiger God's physique surpassed all mortals.

Countless firecrackers poured into the Jiangshan Beauty Pavilion like a tide. Princess Lin glanced at Fan Wuxie, and he nodded to allow Princess Ke to use the sword. Princess Lin jumped up, brandished the Excalibur Cosmic Blade, and walked past the stage.

The beauty pavilion was cut in half. A thousand firecrackers, all of them were killed before Princess Lin thought about it. Corpses streak across the imperial city, and rivers of blood flow. Everything is unmastered, and all are dumb and on fire.

Her thoughts of beheading people are fast and slow, the order of beheading people is first and last, and the beheaded people are far and near, and some are in the eyes and not in the eyes. But according to the princess's wishes, within the three hundred zhang imperial city, she caught the breath and killed it as soon as she wanted it.

The whole imperial city has never been quiet, Princess Lin put away her sword, saluted Fan without a solution, and was about to return it, but was gently picked up by the martial god Zhou Jia.

Princess Lin was puzzled, she didn't see when Zhou Jia fell from the eaves, nor did she know when he took the stage, let alone what techniques Zhou Jia used, but it was as if she gave the cosmic edge to the martial god Zhou Jia.

Fan Wuxie frowned, but didn't care for the time being. After all, the Cosmic Edge is still under his control, and he can break away from the hands of the Martial God with his thoughts. The Martial God did not dare to kill the sword spirit before he died.

I stared at the stiff sword spirit, the sword spirit's gaze wandered, it lingered on the mortal body, on the body that had been beaten to pieces by the beads of fire. It can still summon the Cosmic Blade with its mind, but after all, it can't compete with the incomprehensible mind of the exhausted Fan, and the Universe Blade stays in Zhou Jia's hand without moving.

The martial god caresses the Excalibur like a beloved son.

The dying sword spirit remembered the realm of the Yuan Infant, as long as it could summon the cosmic edge, it could merge with the sword and survive in a desperate situation. But there was no if.

It stared at me and struggled to spit out a few words: "You, help me, help me retrieve the sword, I'll help you." I also want to tell you a big secret, the four major sects are all demons, and they have eliminated the real ......"

I took out the Silver Serpent Sword and cut off the sword spirit's head at once. I know what it says, so I don't have to talk too much and disturb the hearts of the people watching in the mirror.

The sword spirit of the upper primordial infant fell into the body of a mortal. Well, it's not a mortal shell, just a piece of paper from a picture scroll.

I got up and looked back, to solve the problem between Zhou Jia and Fan Wuxie.

The friends of the Juxian class got up one after another. They were glad they survived. Hua Luoluo and Wen Qi each took a bite of the dead corpse of the sword spirit. Hua Luoluo figured out the awkward atmosphere between us and Zhou Jia, climbed onto the stage, and the characters who led the immortal class avoided going backstage.

Only me, Princess Lin, Zhou Jia, and Fan are left without a solution.

The sword spirit is dead, and the dream has awakened. This array is both broken and unbroken, the scenery changes, it is no longer the imperial capital, but countless ink floating, gathering and scattering, to evolve into another world.

Liu Ziyue and Su Peng ran over from a distance, and when they saw the four of us cold, they also hid with Hua Luoluo and them.

There is no change in this Jiangshan Beauty Pavilion for the time being, only the clouds and mist of ink and ink linger outside the Jiangshan Beauty Pavilion.

The Ten Peerless Array Nian Beasts judged that the Cosmic Front Formation had failed, and the seventh Formation was still there, and according to the Root Weapon Dao Technique of all of us, another new illusion game was being calculated.

But the true essence of the four of us is like a tide, and the restrictions on mortal behavior have been lifted. All four of us have returned to Yuanying.

"Fan Wuxie, I saved your life. I want to repay the favor now, you kill yourself immediately, and this cosmic edge belongs to me from now on. Martial God Zhou Jiadao.

I waited for Fan's answer, and then improvised as a result.

Fan Wuxue said: "Fan Mou supports my sect's divine sword in life and death, and I can't give it away." He beckoned, and the sword struggled three times in Zhou Jia's hand, and finally came out, and the boomerang returned to Fan Wujie's hand.

Fan Wuxie did not truthfully inform the Martial God that if he died, the Universe Edge would be destroyed. Fan Wujie made a difference for my deception, but this was setting fire to himself.

Zhou Jia laughed and said, "Then I'll kill you first, and then go to the Sword Sect Mountain Gate to paint the red paint again: the people of the Sword Sect are all treacherous rats." ”

Fan Wujie bowed deeply to the Martial God and said, "I can't repay the Martial God for saving his life with my life, but I can spare Mr. Martial God for not dying once, and I can be regarded as repaying your life-saving grace." I am a member of the Sword Sect, and I am by no means a treacherous rat generation. ”

Zhou Jia was surprised, "You think that if you are lucky enough to rub against Yuanying, you can kill me with the cosmic edge." Hahahaha, it's so funny, it's so funny!"

Princess Lin and I also wondered, Fan Wuxian really wanted to sacrifice his life. He had only learned the swordsmanship, not the sacrificial swordsmanship, and he could not be integrated with the Cosmic Blade.

Fan Wujie saluted us: "Yuan Daoyou, since we met, there have been many disagreements. However, I finally know that you will not deviate from the right path, and Fan respects you. Back then, Dugu's master passed on your sacrificial sword technique was just a pretense to slow down your Kunlun to seize the heart of the universe. In fact, it is enough for the head of Dugu to pass on my sword skills. ”

I was surprised: "I can understand the intentions of the head of Dugu. But with the skill of the sword, you can't resist the Martial God. Don't send it to death, Brother Fan take a step back, you have your ancestor and real person to bear it. ”

Fan Wuxie smiled angrily: "Where is there any sword technique, it's just to invite the original master of the universe to control the sword." ”

The original owner of the Cosmic Edge, isn't that Xie Zhuang Zhenren, who has been dead for five hundred years?

Fan Wujie enshrined the Universe Feng to the void and shouted, "Please descend to the Ancestor Yun!"

Out of nowhere, a lonely and cold Taoist priest held the cosmic edge, he had a pair of blue eyes, like the blue waves of the lotus pond, and under the lotus lurking a man-eating crocodile.

In an instant, the pair of blue eyes swept over the entire picture scroll, the entire Ten Peerless Array Diagram, and even the people outside the mirror who were watching the array, all the people in the Cloud House, all the people in the Broken Leaf City, and all the people in the Monkey Mountain. returned to our side again, and passed through the Juxian class one by one, Hua Luoluo, Fan Wujie, Luo Shenlin, Yuan Jiankong, and finally fell on top of the martial god Zhou Jia.

Yun Xianke said: "Zhou Jia, I will save you from death." ”

Zhou Jia said: "Okay! Then, the real person is the real person, and the real person is the right person, and each uses his sword." You lose, the cosmic edge gives it to me, never entangle. ”

Yun Xianke said, "Please." "He still delivered the Universe Feng and Fan Wuxue.

Princess Lin and I each presented our swords, Zhou Jia used my silver snake sword, and the cyclamen used the princess's golden black sword.