"That's it, Daddy!"

The red-faced Liu Poyu trembled and let the red maple fall on him, and behind him, the remnants of the Eastern Continent sang loudly, and in front of him, Yu Taixuan, who was blocked by the air wall, had already gone crazy......

"Yes, that's your father!" Uncle Ban Ziming, who was full of white hair, raised his hand and stroked the young man's shoulder, and the wrinkles and furrows on the old champion's face also began to burst into tears because of this sudden sadness and joy: "He is the sword of the southern country, and he is also the greatest king by the Canglan River!"

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Alone, he faced the sea of people from the extraterritorial heavenly demons, and alone, he walked closer to the direction where the early sun was shining......

"Without sealing Mang, you can only die!" When Liu Chen got closer and closer, Yu Taixuan's mood began to calm down, "After you die, in a few years, I can still break through your Zhenshan River, you can't protect them for a lifetime!"

Hearing Yu Taixuan's words, people's cheers suddenly stopped, people frowned, and looked at Beigong Fu behind Liu Chen with sad faces, hysterically beating the qi wall in front of him, until his hands were full of blood, and the qi wall stood still, blocking a step between her and Liu Chen, from now on, from the end of the world......

"Who said he didn't seal the mang?"

On the spot, the familiar tone of the air came from the air, and when they all raised their eyes, the long-lost Bishan Jiujue was flying out of the protection of the qi wall like a streamer, and the Zhenshan River, which was still majestic under the blow of Beigong Fu with all his might, was like papyrus paper in their hands, and it was broken at one point.

However, what made Yu Taixuan's face change suddenly was not the nine peers of Bishan who came out of the crowd, but the voice, which came from the only two frightened memories in his soul, that was the maple of the Falling Sword Valley, that was the former Canglan King, that was the Liuzang soldier, that was the sword of the world!

"You...... You guys!"

Distorting his angular face, Yu Taixuan stretched out tremblingly and pointed at the nine people who were proudly independent in the sky......

"It's not us, it's me!" The nine people, their eyes had already been empty, the same voice, the same movements, the same sneer, appeared on different faces, the description was weird, and it made people panic.

"You're not...... Didn't you blow yourself up and die?" Yu Taixuan's roar of anger asked the only doubt in the hearts of everyone present.

"You may have a doppelganger, but Lao Tzu can't have it!" The nine people shrugged their shoulders and sneered, very disdainful: "In this world, there has never been any mountain, I have no friends, I play with myself, can't I?"

"But this Pishan Nine Absolute was selected by Chen Qiu with my own eyes!"

"Don't you know, those one hundred and eight children back then, no matter how the Holy Venerable chooses, the result is all me, and it is all my Liu Tibetan soldiers...... For today, to send you to hell!" "Nine different figures in the sky disappeared in front of people's eyes with the wind, and Liu Zangbing appeared at the right time, and in a flash, he came to Liu Chen's side.

"Feng Mang Sword...... Come on!"

With Liu Chen's singing, the sky began to darken, the earth began to bumble, and there was light, piercing the haze like a sword, and descending on the world.

"Stop him!"

Waiting for the dark light that Liu Zangbing rushed into the sky with a smile, Yu Taixuan was frightened on the spot, and hurriedly drove his three doppelgangers to chase and kill along the back of Liu Zangbing, the battle of life and death, just like that, silently on the spot.

This is the first time that the sentient beings of the Eastern Continent have seen Yu Taixuan's full force, not to mention the coercion of the saint, just his strong vitality that wants to destroy the world is enough to silence the masters of the Eastern Continent in Zhenshan and River.

Because he had to separate his mind to manipulate the Feng Mang Sword and Liu Zang's soldiers, in the face of Yu Taixuan's fierce offensive, Liu Chen resisted with great difficulty, and the situation turned into a one-sided slaughter without any suspense......

"Yi'er, let us out and help the Tibetan soldiers get out of pursuit!"

When Liu Chen's body was heavily slammed into the qi wall, the hideous blood stains in his eyes suddenly raised people's hearts to his throat.

"Husband...... Let me out, please, please!"

Through a faint film of light, Liu Chen was trampled under the feet of Yu Taixuan covered in blood, his face was facing Beigong Fu on the other side of the air wall, only separated by a thin film, Beigong Fu was never able to touch Liu Chen's skin, facing the cry of the snow in the north, Liu Chen smiled and silently refused the request of the people on the city tower.

"I'll kill you right in front of her eyes!"

Leaning over and approaching the edge of the qi wall, Yu Taixuan sneered at Beigong Fu with a gloomy face: "What a beautiful parting...... This is just a reunion, and we have to face life and death...... Hahahahaha!"

"Who dies, it's not necessarily!" Closing his eyes and no longer looking at the poignancy on Beigong Fu's face, Liu Chen roared angrily, and violently lifted Yu Taixuan into the army of extraterritorial heavenly demons, and after a whoosh, he bullied himself and killed the extraterritorial heavenly demons crying father and mother.

Allowing Yu Taixuan's attack to fall on his back like a storm, Liu Chen's face was grim, and he only cared about slaughtering in the pile of heavenly demons, and after a while, nearly a million heavenly demons were all hugging their heads, and the Canglan River also turned into a sea of corpses and blood......

"Poof!"

After a lot of flesh and blood, the people in the city watched in horror as Yu Taixuan's spear pierced Liu Chen's chest, and when Liu Chen's tattered body was raised to the sky by the spear, no one noticed that from Liu Chen's arms, a dark dragon ball suddenly fell and jingled......

"Bang!"

"Roar!"

Yu Taixuan, who didn't have time to laugh wildly, was suddenly knocked upside down by a strong force and flew out, and after a long time, he stood firm with a pale face, looked up at Liu Chen again, and his face was instantly gloomy to the extreme.

"Hao Infinity!"

The situation turned straight, and with a wave of his hand, the black-clothed Demon Venerable caught Liu Chen's body that fell to the ground with a wave of his hand, completely ignoring Yu Taixuan's gritted teeth, Hao Infinity squatted down, put Liu Chen on the ground, and said with a smile on his face: "I said, when you need me, I will show ......up."

"Thank you......" kept coughing up blood, Liu Chen still struggled to stand up under Hao's infinite support, "But in this way, you and I will die......"

"Death is death!" Hao infinity smiled very chicly, just like the former Momoyama, "We are friends, and being able to fight side by side is of course the happiest thing in life!"

“......”

"You go get the sword, I'll stop him for you!"

When a fire dragon appeared above the battlefield, when all the people of the Polar Star Sea howled and knelt down in the direction of the fire dragon, when the Canglan River began to collapse again, when the sky was under the sky, the king of the dragon clan was ushered in for the last time......

The wind rises in the South Seas, king of kings!

Liu Chen roared, wanting to forget all about the past of the Coiling Dragon Tower, he ran, in the opposite direction of the fire dragon, he wanted to hold the sword, he wanted to become a demon on the ground, and cut the sky!

The three clones of Yu Taixuan who were entangled by Liu Chen's life, and the Liu Tibetan soldiers, who were covered in scaly wounds, crawled on the ground, dragging their bloody legs, and in the eyes of people's sadness and despair, the sword god crawled to the distant Fengmang in blood.

Fortunately, Liu Chen had already killed all the masters in the Heavenly Demon crowd, and at this time, although Liu Zangbing had no power to bind the chicken, no one dared to come forward and block his advance...... The long road was long, and a terrible blood mark was drawn, and the blood mark continued to spread and stretch, and time hesitated to run into the distance.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

Three earth-shattering self-explosions in succession, that was Yu Taixuan's madness that was infinitely entangled by Hao to the extreme......

"No!"

"Husband!"

"Daddy!"

"Yi'er ......"

"King!"

“......”

Everyone saw that Liu Chen did not have a complete body in the explosion of the three clones, he lay in a pool of blood, and slowly climbed away along the blood path left by Liu Zangbing......

He didn't even look back, he didn't have time to take one last look at Beigong Fu, the world was sad, the wind and clouds changed abruptly, the proud sun disappeared in this bloody rain, and the dark clouds began to roll, brewing muffled thunder, and symphony of lightning.

The wind and rain fell, in this sorrowful drifting sky, under the twilight of the crying earth-shattering, the fire dragon was shattered, and Liu Zangbing laughed wildly and grabbed the seal!

......

Twenty-two years later, Yunzhou, Fancheng.

"Grandpa, grandpa, what happened later, what happened later, did the two kings defeat the Eternal Night Monarch?"

Riding the soft breeze of summer, a group of babbling children surround a white-haired old man, the story of the sealing of the world, is accompanied by their growth, generation, generation, never dare to forget, the remnants of the Eastern Continent who can breathe, can not forget the dusk of that day, and can not forget the heavy rain that has fallen for a whole month.

"Later, the sword god turned into a sealed mang, and the Shengwu King turned into a golden dragon, and they flew into the sky together with the black dragon that Yu Taixuan incarnated, tsk...... You don't know, it turns out that at the end of the sky, there is a fairy gate, from there, you can go straight to the fairy world, when the golden dragon wrapped the black dragon into the fairy gate, boom, as if the day has been blown up, I heard people say, that is the sound of the golden dragon self-explosion, Yu Taixuan died, the two kings also died, for a month, every corner of the Eastern Continent was raining that endless blood rain, that was the blood of the two kings, and finally returned to their hometown, they continued the faith of the two kings, guarding the towering mountains and rivers by the Canglan River！”

"What about the snow in the north?" The little doll, who was excited by the story, suddenly stood up and interrupted the nostalgia in the eyes of the white-haired old man: "We have the sword of the south, and we also have the snow of the north, after that, where did the snow of the north go?"

"Snowy north...... I heard that it was in the academy, and it lived in the small courtyard where King Shengwu used to live, but no one had seen it...... I don't know if it's true, that place is now a holy place, we little people, we really can't go to the rest of our lives......"

......

The imperial capital of the human race, Chang'an.

"Is this the Battle of the End of France that year?"

"That's right!" Standing on the Xuanwumen Square on Suzaku Street, the middle-aged man dressed as a teacher in the academy raised his hand and pointed to the lifelike statue in front of him, turned around and looked at the Tianjiao of all ethnic groups in his prime, "Look at the fire dragon, it is our demon venerable, at the last moment of his life, he won the time for the Holy Martial King and the Sword God Lord to fuse and seal the mang, here, it is the sword god, even if he has no legs, he has never forgotten the faith in his heart, for the people of the Eastern Continent, he crawled forward in a pool of blood, and finally held the seal mang......"

The students' eyes were red by these past full of blood and sorrow, and they held back their tears, and finally fell on the sword roaring Faxiang in the middle......

"This is our Saint Martial King...... What you see is the most real scene of the year, the king who got Feng Mang has lost his hands and his right leg, he bit the hilt of Feng Mang's sword with his mouth, and finally turned into a dragon and ascended to heaven...... Until he died, he didn't recognize the Sword Master, but the next time you have the opportunity to see the Sword Lord return to Beijing, his description is exactly the same as when the King was young......"

"Teacher...... You are a strong man of the human race who came from that year, did the situation at that time make you feel hopeless?" I don't know which student dared to ask the question that all the students of the academy wanted to ask but did not dare to ask for so many years.

"Yes!" The middle-aged teacher smiled, and said calmly: "I just contemplated that year, and I was fortunate to stand on the tall building of Fucheng to witness all this happening, Yu Taixuan's strength makes people extremely frightened, but when the Holy Martial King ascends to the sky and becomes a god, we are no longer afraid, even if it is death, we are with our own saints, and when we go to the underworld, there will be no more despair......"

The crowd of "......" was very crowded, and as soon as the middle-aged teacher's words fell, and everyone was silent, a green-shirted swordsman suddenly walked in front of the pile of ingenious law ministers.

"Stop!"

Seeing that the green-shirted swordsman was about to raise his hand to touch Liu Chen's law phase, the middle-aged teacher's face sank, and he hurriedly blocked in front of him, and scolded him very unpleasantly: "Friend, sage law minister, please don't blaspheme!"

"Huh...... Okay!" Being watched by countless murderous eyes, the green-shirted swordsman smiled, and did not see him dodging, but saw him uncover the hat in front of his forehead, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Your academy, who is the current mountain master?"

"Bold, the name of the mountain lord, how can you ask questions at will?"

The surrounding crowd was passionate but could not change the horror in the eyes of the middle-aged teacher, and when he saw the face of the green-shirted swordsman clearly, he began to tremble, and he began to subconsciously bend his back......

......

The small episode was quickly forgotten with the departure of the green-shirted swordsman, but the anxiety of the middle-aged teacher who raised his hand from time to time to wipe his sweat made this routine study of the saint's Dharma appearance not very pleasant.

The green-shirted swordsman disappeared into Suzaku Street, bypassing the heavily guarded guards, and he appeared in front of the forbidden place of the academy, the former small courtyard of the eighteenth, as if he were strolling leisurely.

"Are you listening to me?" That was Xu Yuyao's voice, as if he was arguing with someone, the kind of pungency that had been absent for a long time suddenly made this small courtyard full of birds and flowers a little angry: "Anyway, today, you have to give me a head, Gongsun You's stinky mother-in-law, it's really a bit deceitful!"

"After talking about Fan'er's marriage, you can let him go...... His father and mother are silent, you are a grandmother, you can be lenient, right...... I also went to the Manna Hall to sprinkle, I am the emperor, what can I do if I say a few words to you!" Hearing this lazy voice, the green-shirted swordsman at the gate of the small courtyard suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and showed a warm smile on his face.

"I don't care, let's talk about it today, the Liu family, you must not marry the Gongsun family, who dares to let go of this mouth, don't blame my aunt and grandmother for turning her face and not recognizing people!"

"You ......"

"How am I?" Just listening to that voice, the swordsman in Tsing Yi instantly appeared in his mind with a girl with her hands on her hips and a proud face, "People are afraid that you are a saint, but I am not afraid of you, I will provoke my aunt and grandmother, and I will not have a good life in the future!"

"Hey...... Wait!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Someone's coming outside!"

“......”

When the swordsman in Tsing Yi disappeared into the void space like the wind, on the forest path leading to the eighteenth courtyard, a pair of panicked young men and girls came in the distance.

The boy was dressed in brocade, and his eyebrows were full of heroism, but the outline that should have been an extraordinary appearance was now crawling with some indifferent paleness, and he was very nervous and frightened.

The girl who followed the boy was described as quite delicate, compared to the anxiety on the boy's face, the girl's demeanor was almost miserable, as if she was about to face the most terrifying thing in the world, and the girl's shoulders couldn't help but tremble......

"Grandmother...... Son, can the child come in?"

Coming to the gate of the eighteenth courtyard, the young boy and girl fell to their knees with a puff, each waiting for the attitude of the courtyard in confusion.

"Who came with you?" Xu Yuyao's yin and yang strange voice almost didn't let the Tsing Yi swordsman show his feet under the scrutiny of the snow in the north.

"Child...... The boy and Yu'er are here together!"

"Then you can go!"

"Grandmother!" the boy looked up sharply, his face full of misery.

"I'm not your grandmother, I want to marry a woman from the Gongsun family, and I will ...... in the future" The cold snort in the courtyard was obviously about to be unable to suppress the anger: "Don't beg your eldest grandmother, she can't be the master, no one can be the master for you in this family!"

"If grandfather were still alive, he would definitely agree!"

The young man's tearful excitement made the door of the eighteenth courtyard burst open, and the young woman in the red dress who was trembling with anger, as well as the beautiful woman sitting at the table holding a book, there was tea on the table, and the fragrance was wafting in the wind, just like that early morning decades ago......

"Then you let your grandfather call the shots for you...... Can you get him to nod, and tomorrow the palace will send a dowry gift to the Forbidden City!"

The oncoming red dress fluttered, so that the young boys and girls couldn't help but make their kneeling figures more and more rickety, they trembled, and they were sad and inexplicable......

"Grandmother......" The young man choked up, and kept slamming the stone slab in front of the young woman in the red dress with his forehead, the pale girl beside him had the intention to stop it, but he had already been shocked by such a mood: "Back then, you had already won Your Majesty, why are you still so aggressive today...... The child just wants to be with Yu'er, even if he can give everything, just like when you followed your grandfather desperately!"

"Hmph...... It turns out that in your heart, you can compare this yellow-haired girl with your grandfather, and you are not afraid of the world's jokes...... Young Master of the Liu family, today, even if your grandfather is present in person, he will not agree to hear your words of forgetting his ancestors, his reputation in his lifetime will not allow the waste of the Gongsun family to be tarnished!"

"I agree!"

Before the brocade-clothed young man was arguing, the figure of the green-shirted swordsman appeared in front of Xu Yuyao with a smile on his face......

The young boy and girl, who had already been frightened, suddenly sat down on the ground, and let the green-shirted swordsman reach out to help them up, when the warm sun shone brightly in the eighteenth courtyard of the landscape and countryside, the young woman in the red dress fluttered, staggering and almost dizzy, behind her, the snow of the north smiled and smiled, and tears stained her eyes......

"Broken son?Liu Fan...... It's not a nice name, it must have been given to you by your grandmother...... Hehe!" The green-shirted swordsman shook his head and smiled bitterly, walked to Xu Yuyao's side, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of the beauty's eyes, he turned around again, and said with a kind face: "Go, grandfather agreed to your marriage, tomorrow, let your father hurry back to Beijing and go to Gongsun's house to give a dowry!"

"You...... Ancestor...... Grandfather?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Seeing the young man's trembling with tears, the swordsman in Tsing Yi smiled even more and said: "My name is Liu Chen, the son of Liu Qing and Gongsun Ying, the husband of Beigong Fu and Xu Yuyao, and the father of Liu Yunxi and Liu Poyu...... So, right?"

......

The young boy and girl who lost their souls left the academy with an unknown sad and joyful face, Liu Chen sat on the broken rattan chair under the old locust tree in the eighteenth courtyard, the sun was slanting in the afternoon, and the dusk was far away, Beigong Fu faintly leaned against him and flipped the unknown book, page by page, taking away the withered yellow of the fallen leaves, for a long time, Xu Yuyao moved out of the house and leaned on Liu Chen's side.

Backed by the undulating peaks of Bauhinia Mountain, the rugged autumn waves of Huaqing Pond, the smoke of Chang'an City is curling, and the Vermilion Bird Street is dim and dashing.

I should take my heart, hold the king's belt, I should use the sword, and the white head of the total secretary......

End of the book (To be continued.) )