Chapter Seventy-One: Do It Again
Su Changan couldn't quite understand the meaning of the man's words. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
However, this was the second time he had heard the word "immortal".
He didn't have time to savor the information, but took advantage of the man's distraction and retreated a few feet backwards.
In fact, with the strength that the man has just shown, even if he retreats a few feet, it will not help, but subconsciously, such a distance can make him feel a little more at ease.
Su Changan took a deep breath and calmed down the spiritual power that was stirring in Fang Cai's body. Then he lowered his brow and began to carefully examine the man in front of him.
He was still in some shock, and he seemed unaware of Su Changan's actions.
It stands to reason that this should be a good opportunity.
Surprise and attack unprepared.
Whether it is a battle between two armies or a duel between masters, this is the best way to win.
However, what frustrated Su Changan was that his knife couldn't cut through the man's body at all.
He needs more power.
"Tianlan!"
Thinking so, Su Changan roared angrily. A spiritual pressure rippled out of his body, enveloping him and the man.
Then a flash of darkness struck, but soon bright starlight fell from the sky again, illuminating the man's face
The man finally came to his senses at this point, but when he raised his eyes to look at the sky, the expression on his face fell into a daze again.
There are seven stars there, seven stars of déjà vu.
He remembered their names.
Tianshu, Tianquan, Tianji, Tianxuan, Yuheng, and Shake Light.
His gaze swept over the stars one by one, and his mouth murmured unconsciously.
Suddenly, he stopped, his eyes fixed on the last, the most familiar and unfamiliar star he knew.
His lips opened and closed, as if something was whirling in his throat.
But until the end, he didn't say what he wanted to say.
Because Su Changan's body moved at that time, he saw the evil qi surging between his eyebrows, and he shouted violently: "Yuheng!
He carried the ten divine swords in the sword box on his back, and the long knife in his hand came out in response.
The two humanoid phantoms also held the two swords separately at that time, one sword came out like a dragon, the sword shadow flickered, and the lotus flower bloomed, straight to the man's chest.
One jumped high, like a god, and his sword roared like a tiger, slashing straight at the man's door.
And Su Changan's body also emerged with surging spiritual power at that time, accompanied by purple electricity, spiritual flames, and Ling Yan's sword intent.
I don't know if it's an illusion, the moment Su Changan was urging the power in his body with all his might, he vaguely heard a high-pitched birdsong from his dantian, and his speed was a little faster again. The Xiahou blood in his hand was surging at that time, and it slashed straight towards the man's waist.
This time, Su Changan used all the power he could use.
He did his best.
Even though there was little hope, he at least never gave up resistance. If he lives, he must work hard to live, so that after death, he can afford to have a clear conscience.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Three crunchs rang out almost simultaneously.
The miracle that Su Changan hoped for in his heart did not happen, he and the two phantoms he summoned hit the man almost at the same time, but as before, he still couldn't cut off the man's body, which made Su Changan feel desperate.
His face became extremely ugly at that moment.
This is the case with many things in the world.
Even if you have tried your best, even if you have gambled your life, in the end, it will not help.
The man's hand was raised at that time, and Su Changan knew that with the man's cultivation, he would inevitably die if he slapped this palm.
But just as he was about to meet his expected death again, a gentle power suddenly came, his body fell, the spiritual power around his body involuntarily converged, and his realm also dissipated, and the starlight above the dome sprinkled again.
"Your name is Su Changan, right?" the man asked.
This question was asked by Fang Cai.
It's just that this time it's different.
His voice seemed to have some warmth, no longer cold.
And perhaps because of this temperature, Su Changan, who stood still again, nodded subconsciously.
He quickly realized the strangeness of the man in front of him, and asked the same in his mouth, "Who are you?"
"Kaiyang. The man said a name that shocked Su Changan with a lonely expression. "There is no Kaiyang in the world. ”
"Kaiyang... Uncle Shi?" Su Changan's body subconsciously took a few steps back.
He felt puzzled, at least in his heart, the people of Tianlan Courtyard should not be like this.
"Then why are you—" he asked in disbelief, but before he could finish his words, Kaiyang's voice sounded again.
"Your Tao is Tianlan. As he said this, the coldness on his face turned into kindness, just as an elder looks at the kindness of a junior.
For someone his age, it should be a matter of course. But the aura around him was too cold, but it seemed that his face suddenly revealed softness and was too abrupt. Su Changan thought of what he had done before, and felt a little uneasy, he stepped back, and opened a distance between him and the man that he thought was safe.
But Kaiyang turned a blind eye to this, and he continued to himself: "But you don't know Tianlan, most likely, you will never have a chance to understand. In this way, your word will never be complete. In other words, it is very likely that you will not be able to become a star for the rest of your life. ”
Finally. He paused again and added, "I mean, on your own, you'll never be a star." ”
"......" Su Changan was silent, he didn't understand why Kaiyang appeared here, why he took Qingluan away, and he didn't understand why he had to say something so inconsequential to himself.
"But it's okay, I'll help you. The softness on Kaiyang's face dissipated at that time, and his body suddenly moved. Again, he appeared in front of Su Changan without warning.
"The power you have is too complicated, but you have no treasure in your hand, and you don't know how to use it. You are like a big tree that grows with seedlings, it looks like it is flourishing, but in fact its foundation is vain. It's like a bronze mirror that has been forcibly pieced together, and as long as it is hit hard, it will be shattered and will never recover. ”
"So. Kaiyang's hand stretched out again at this time and plunged straight into Su Changan's chest.
Su Changan's pupils suddenly widened, because of some indescribable pain, the green tendons on his temples burst out, and his forehead was covered with dense sweat stains.
"You need to do it all over again!" Kaiyang's voice was extremely low, like a demon's whisper.
And as his words fell, the spiritual power in Su Chang'an's body began to dissipate rapidly.
Heavenly Hearing, Earth Spirit, Taiyi......
Prosperous Morning, Nine Stars, Gathering Spirits......
It was just a blink of an eye, and the cultivation he had gained through countless hardships and obstacles was all dispersed at this moment.
His head began to drowsy, his eyes opened and closed, and even if he tried to stop it, he couldn't resist the overwhelming tiredness that came over him.
"Yes. After doing this, Kaiyang withdrew his hand, and he nodded, as if he was very satisfied with his masterpiece. But soon, his brow furrowed again.
"You're going to need something. He seemed to be thinking about something. "Like faith, or..."
"Hatred!" he said, but at some point a sharp sword appeared in his hand, and the moment his words fell, he slashed straight at the phoenix that had already fallen into a coma.
"No!" Su Changan roared in his heart, but he couldn't make any sound, and he lost his spiritual power, claiming that his body began to fall rapidly. Before he fell into darkness completely, his eyes were imprinted with the blood of tears that burst out of Qingluan's body, and at the same time, Kaiyang's voice became cold again.
"Do you want revenge, and on the day you become a star, come to the end of the world to find me. ”