RI period: 09/29RI For more good-looking novels, please download them on tgt.com "I can't believe that even you are here.
Xiao Xiang naturally couldn't kneel down towards Emperor Fengxuan, in his opinion, if it wasn't for the attitude of the Panruo Temple, then this Emperor Tangzang was just a puppet that could be brought down at will.
He just didn't expect that some arranged things would have such a big setback, and that it would come to the final break so quickly.
So his expression also became completely indifferent, "You are so bold, dare to think of killing your own uncle, but all the people around you combined, only these two people can threaten me, and you should also understand that I don't kill you, not because I care about you, but just because I am afraid of the identity of this little monk, now that you come to kill me, I have to kill you, but it's a pity that you are too naïve, you really think that with these two people, you can kill me" "I just want to know how the three of you managed to get into me, and I think you'd better tell me, lest I'll kill too many people when I'm cleansed."
The mouthy little monk of Yunhai seemed to want to speak, but Gu Xinyin's eyebrows were raised, and he said calmly: "I will leave this question until you hear the voice of your own death, and then I will tell you the answer." ” Xiao Xiang smiled and said, "Then let's see who will die today." ” As soon as the word "death" came out, his hands landed on the bronze stove and the hot earthen bowl in front of him.
The majestic breath that erupted from between his hands instantly formed a huge white sè statue in front of him, and the shattered bronze furnace and earthen bowl, as well as every wisp of flame, every rubai sè soup, were like the bones of this huge white sè idol.
When the endless vitality and power in front of him turned into a divine image, Gu Xinyin only looked up at the sky slightly.
On the roof of this quiet room, there seemed to be a slight sound of dripping rain, and then a bright yellow sword light pierced the roof and fell like lightning.
At this moment, a middle-aged elegant man wearing a yellow sè robe walked in the air and stepped over the outer courtyard wall.
At this moment, an old wizard with all kinds of unnamed hu lines tattooed on his face and body, wearing an extremely colorful sè color, gently pushed open the courtyard of the outer courtyard.
Xiao Xiang, Gu Xinyin, the elegant man in yellow shirt who walked in the air, and the old wizard covered with tattoos, the aura on these people formed a great majesty, which made the entire courtyard tremble slightly.
However, there was also a small blue sword, fluttering out of the unknown path outside the courtyard, approaching the quiet room where Gu Xinyin and Xiao Xiang were faster than the elegant man in the yellow shirt and the wizard.
Because all this is happening at the same time, and the majestic atmosphere makes it impossible to convey the sound, it gives people an extremely quiet feeling for a while.
Gu Xinyin's bright yellow sè sword light fell, cutting into the body of the white sè god elephant.
The white sè idol disintegrated in an instant, and all the splendor of the white sè, the fragments of the bronze furnace, the hot clay flakes, and the soup seemed to crash into an invisible wall, spreading along this invisible wall.
All the windows of the chamber swelled and cracked, and then the whole chamber could not bear the majestic swelling and cracked into countless pieces.
The small blue sword that flew from outside the courtyard pierced the back of Gu Xinyin's head.
The little monk of Yunhai, who was dressed in a white monk's robe, also suddenly flew up.
His left hand was on Emperor Fengxuan's hand, and with Emperor Fengxuan, the two of them seemed to have lost their weight, shining with the luster of ancient gold sè, like the light of the Buddha in the temple, as if crossing the boundary of time and space, appeared in front of the blue sè sword.
He pinched out a magic seal in his right hand and pressed it towards the flying sword, as if to squeeze the flying sword between his fingers.
Lan Sè's small sword accelerated suddenly, like a sneering sound in the air, bursting into a ball of Lan Sè's flames, with the powerful pride of the Holy Master, directly stabbing into the palm of the sea of clouds.
Countless stars of light bloomed from the palm of the sea of clouds, and the countless fine holes on his body, and even among the seven orifices, all emitted a strange roar, like countless bells ringing in the early morning.
The blue sè sword, which was enough to wear the thickest armor in Tang Zang, was unable to wear the palm of this white-clothed monk, and was pinched by the two fingers of Yunhai, trembling violently, and letting out bursts of wails and couldn't take it off for a while.
The gorgeous quiet room turned into countless pieces, falling like rain outside Gu Xinyin and Xiao Xiang's bodies.
Gu Xinyin stood without sorrow or joy, everything in the outside world became irrelevant to him, even the little monk of Yunhai, who was usually saddened by him, showed the great magic power of the Panruo Temple that shocked the world at this moment, but it did not make him feel the slightest wave in his heart, all his thoughts turned into that bright and yellow sword light, and he turned into that sword light.
Ming Huang sè sword light arrived in front of Xiao Xiang.
Xiao Xiang had already sat down.
His body was suspended three feet above the ground, and an ancient round mirror of red bronze flew out of his hand, spinning around his body at high speed.
"Duh" It's just an instant, the bright yellow sè sword light has collided with this red copper sè round mirror countless times, where the flying sword is stabbed, this red copper sè round mirror will block it, because the speed is too fast, in the eyes of ordinary people, Xiao Xiang's body is suddenly more than a layer of red copper sè treasure light, instantly unfolded countless light stars, because the speed is too fast, at this moment, countless impacts, there is only one sound.
Under the countless slashes of this bright and yellow sword light in an instant, Xiao Xiang's majestic and deep eyes were suddenly covered with many shocking bloodshots, but the corners of his mouth were dàng with a cold and smug smile: "Gu Xinyin, after so many years of water prison, you have not become as strong as you imagined, and I am not as weak as you imagined, so you are destined to not be able to kill me, and you are destined to be unable to return to Yunqin." ” As his voice spoke, the old wizard who had pushed him in also sat down.
His dark eyes seemed to be burning, emitting a dark green flame, and all the tattoos on his body lit up like flames burning.
His twin chunks trembled violently, and with a sharp and ugly spell rushing out like arrows, all the dark green flames on his body formed a green flame crow, frantically surging towards the sea of clouds and Emperor Fengxuan.
In the face of these green flame crows that expelled all the surrounding air and formed a vacuum, causing the air and soul power in their bodies to explode, the sea of clouds covered in golden light just shouted in a clear voice: "Evil demons, outer ways" The voice came out, and the blue sè small sword in his hand finally shook, and he withdrew from his fingers in a hurry, and instantly retreated from the distance of not knowing how many steps.
At the same time, his fingers popped out towards the sittered wizard sitting on the ground, like a petal on his finger, a drop of water.
However, what he popped out was not a hu petal, not a drop of water, but a few blue sè sword lights, several Buddha lights, which instantly stabbed all the green sè flame crows and rushed on the old wizard's body.
The old wizard's whole body flew upside down, slammed into the wall, embedded in the wall, blood gushed out from several wounds deep into his heart, wisps of hair stained with broken stone chips and dust, looking indescribably miserable, and his old eyes were full of incomprehensible and unbelievable gods.
The blue sè sword light that the sea of clouds struck was exactly the same as the power of the blue sè little sword master, and it seemed that all the power that burst out of the blue sè small sword in his palm and struggled was incorporated into his body, and then at this moment, he gathered his own strength to hit him, so that he couldn't resist it.
However, it was precisely because the old wizard was very familiar with the owner of the blue sè sword and the blue sè sword that he couldn't understand how it was possible to form a cage with the body of Yunhai and forcibly contain such a powerful power in his body The powerhouse of the temple is really so strong that even a character like him is incomprehensible Except for Gu Xinyin and Xiao Xiang, everyone was shocked by the magical power of the white-clothed little monk Yunhai, even the owner of the blue sè sword was shocked inexplicably, and the blue sè sword, which had already been freed, unconsciously retreated dozens of steps.
The yellow-shirted elegant man who came over the wall in the air was also shocked and inexplicable, but he knew very well that Gu Xinyin and this white-clothed little monk were more extraordinary, and the more they couldn't wait at this moment, so he didn't have the slightest Wang, and when the old wizard flew out upside down, he had already volleyed down in front of the sea of clouds.
Then he also drew his sword.
He was also a swordsman, and he held a small ivory sword in his hand.
The aura on the ivory sword was even more powerful than the blue sword, but his sword did not fly out of his hand.
Because since he cultivated the sword, he has always practiced the way of holding the sword, and in this way, he can't make the sword in his hand as fast and as powerful as a flying sword, but the power of a single blow is even more powerful.
He used his many sacrifices to make such a sword more likely to be killed by his opponents when fighting and falling into battle.
He is Han Xuzi, the first swordsman of Tang Zang.
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The smooth ivory sword in his hand brought out countless bright and extinguishing lights and shadows in the air, piercing into the mouth of the sea of clouds, and the endless sword intent and power expanded wildly towards the body of the sea of clouds.
Just when the sword in the hand of Xiao Xiang, the first swordsman in Tang Tibet and the most powerful imperial uncle in Tang and Tibet, pierced into the mouth of Yunhai Xiong, Gu Xinyin had already responded to Xiao Xiang in a loud voice: "This is what she told me that she is your NV, but she didn't tell you, but she told me." ” As he uttered his first words, his body suddenly emptied.
His body was completely unusual, but it just gave people the feeling that his body was instantly empty.
Almost at the same time, his bright yellow sword light shone brightly, and the blazing sword light was like a ball of Xu Ri burning, and the terrifying sword aura made the owner of the blue sè sword and Han Xuzi, who was holding the ivory little sword, completely change their faces.
The sword light of Ming Huang Sè instantly turned into countless Dao, which was already a speed that the thoughts of any cultivator present could not react at all, and they could not see it clearly.
Xiao Xiang didn't even have time to be frightened and surprised.
The ancient mirror outside his body was still spinning at high speed, and the red copper light curtain formed was still firmly wrapped outside his body, but countless bright and bright yellow sword lights were instantly in and out of this red copper light curtain, like tens of thousands of bright light filaments, shining on his body.
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