Qingxuan's expression was ferocious. When he saw the bronze man of Twelve Towns before, he knew that the situation was not good.
But he never expected that Wei Xu would temporarily put aside Li Bie Xue and attack the two of them first.
And as soon as he takes action, he has the thirteenth level of supreme magical power swordsmanship!
The Taihuang next to him is just a differentiated body, with only 60% of the strength of his original body.
Then he was suppressed by the bronze men of the Twelve Towns, and was caught off guard, and was killed by Wei Xu with a sword!
"Infinite beginning and end, supreme swordsmanship—"
Qingxuan's eyes were full of doubts for a moment. He knew that what Wei Xu was practicing was the "mirror" magic spell.
The 'Flower in the Mirror, Water and Moon' method itself is only at the eleventh level, barely comparable to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
However, it can reflect any magical power and any skill. Therefore, when you encounter strength, you become strong, and when you encounter weakness, you become weak.
But where did this copied supreme sword technique come from
It contains the immeasurable Dharma of the End and the Beginning, so only Zong Shou can cast it.
However, as far as he knew, before Zong Shou entered the holy level, he could not hope to reach the thirteenth level of supreme realm with such magical power.
Without enough time to think carefully, Qingxuan instinctively wanted to escape and flash away. Escape far from this land shrouded in chaos and divine law.
However, as soon as this thought came up, he felt the endless power of magnetic energy suddenly enveloped him.
His body weight is a million times as heavy as a hundred Mount Sumeru, weighing down on his body. The huge tearing force not only required him to deal with it with all his concentration, so as not to be torn apart. The body is controlled remotely, unable to escape at will, and is almost fixed in place.
"Xu Fu!"
An angry shout, with warning and violence. Xu Fu laughed and stood there with a calm expression.
"Fellow Taoist Qingxuan is offended! Xu Fu's life is in the hands of others, how dare he not try his best? If you know this in the future, please don't blame me."
As he spoke, more magnetic power erupted. Layers upon layers, filling the void.
And just as the sound fell, Zong Shou's sword also followed the sound. The sword is also divided into black and white, and it is incredibly fast!
Qingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this, but his heart exploded and he finally understood.
"Thirteenth-level supreme sword art! What Li Bie Xue wants to get is a weapon in your body that can enhance your magic and hold on to the law!"
Is this because you don’t want the two of them to know about it
No wonder Wei Xu would let Li Bie Xue go first and then kill Tai Huang first.
When Zong Shou heard this, his expression was cold and unmoved.
"late!"
The black and white sword light was still sharp and unpredictable. Going straight forward, it hit the fly whisk swung by Qingxuan, and the blade intertwined with the golden thread. And at the sight of it, those flexible threads that seemed to be cut endlessly were broken.
However, being blocked by Qingxuan, he was unable to penetrate Qingxuan's soul and only stabbed Qingxuan on the shoulder.
However, the power of black and white ending also exploded. Qingxuan's entire arm, as well as the flesh and blood on his left chest, were swallowed up by this sword!
Wei Xu's other sword also followed at this time. This sword is also a thirteenth-level supreme sword technique, but it is executed by the Supreme Saint, but it is several times stronger!
Qingxuan was seriously injured and was being restrained by Xu Fu. The golden whisk only resisted slightly. It was forcibly chopped into pieces by Wei Xu's sword.
Then the whole body was cut into two parts by the black and white sword!
At this time, Wei Xu laughed loudly again: "Brother Bie Xue, do you want to leave now? I'm afraid it will be difficult to do so. Wei Xu has been looking forward to this day for so many years—"
Another sword shot, rising into the air. When it reached seven thousand feet, it slammed down with an unusually cold and sharp momentum. The power of the sword is majestic and unspeakably domineering!
It was Yuan Yichushi who stopped in front of Li Biexue who was about to escape from the void! With just one sword strike, one of Li Bie Xue's hands was completely chopped off!
Although the Mirror Flower, Water and Moon Divine Technique can mirror all phenomena in the world, the same magical power can only be mirrored three times within a period of time, and it is not an infinite copy. After all, the image in the mirror lasts only a moment.
Of course, when Wei Xu raised his second sword, the sword body already showed a deathly gray color.
Still the thirteenth level supreme, Styx is dead!
The deathly gray sword light followed a strange and light trajectory across the void.
Li Bie Xue's eyes also showed a look of deathly gray at this moment.
Behind him is Lin Xuanjing, a member of Yuanjing's Sanguan, entangled closely. However, there is no telling when the fatal blow will be struck.
In front of him was Wei Xu's sword. It was a supreme sword technique that could injure even a newborn baby regardless of rank!
Emperor Taiyi Donghua filled the entire void with countless golden silk vines. It made him feel helpless and difficult to move.
In addition, Xu Fu is about to take action. From the beginning to the end, the Twelve Town Bronze Man used his giant gem pupils to lock his Qi from afar.
Twenty-four giant bronze fists and twelve giant bronze swords can all hurt him!
An indescribable despair. It is spreading quietly in my heart.
I thought I was a hunter, but in the end I was the prey? Everything arranged here will become the Shura cemetery where you are buried—
At this time, Zong Shou had sheathed his sword and walked to the imperial study room with Jin Buhui's soul.
At this time, no one can stop his steps, including almost all the saint-level venerables in Fenghua Palace. At this time, they were all trapped by the ivy of Emperor Taiyi Donghua, and then strangled silently!
No one can escape from the Cangsheng Sword Formation, and no one can escape from the outer blockade of the Heavenly Jue Earth Destroying Floating Spirit Sword Formation.
It was impossible for these people to do it when they still had the strength of the Holy Realm, let alone after they were suppressed by the bronze men of the Twelve Towns
Without using any hands, just pressing with thoughts, the still intact imperial study room collapsed. It turned into pieces of dust and was swept into the air by the strong wind that rose out of thin air.
Yin Yu was still sitting on the throne. Although his face was as gray as death, his body was still upright, with a bit of stubbornness. He looked at Zong Shou coldly, seemingly not falling behind, and maintaining the last dignity. However, those hands had used up all their strength to grasp the armrest of the imperial seat. It was also pale in color and lifeless.
"I have always kept my word, and I will never break my promise if I want to take your life, Yin Yu!"
Zong Shou didn't care at all about Yin Yu's gaze. With a calm expression, he glanced at Yin Yu and Zuo Xin, the monarch and his ministers.
"I wonder how the world will evaluate today's events thousands of years from now?"
The person asking the question was not the two people in front of him, but the close friend beside him.
Jin Buhui touched his nose subconsciously, but then he realized that he was still a soul. So he stopped his habitual movements and said with a shy smile: "Ah, ah, if you are not careful, you will become a loyal and loyal minister. If you drag your luck, I want to leave my name in history. I never thought that I, Jin Buhui, would be where I am today. , there will probably be posthumous titles in the future. Wen Zheng, Wen Zhen, etc. are unavoidable, but Wen Zhong, Wen Lie are inevitable."
He glanced at Yin Yu with complicated eyes. There is hatred, there is anger, there is regret and pity, and there is also hatred for not fighting. In the end, everything faded away.
"I don't know either! Confucianism can no longer hold the pen of the Spring and Autumn Period. In the future, when Zong Shou unites the world of clouds. Those ministers you have done will definitely sing praises for today. In short, your Majesty is a sage and benevolent person who cares about the world and cannot bear it. The common people suffered. So he took the risk as a king, stormed into the imperial capital alone, and beheaded this faint king. This Yin Yu colluded with the devil and treated the lives of 18 million people in the imperial capital as nothing. It was naturally a crime. You deserve to die."
Then he laughed and said: "Since I'm here, I must be a loyal and honest minister who was mistakenly killed by the old and fatuous Emperor Yuan Chen. He will also be written down in the history books. Otherwise, how can we reflect on Yin Yu's lack of virtue? Zong Shou, you are still alive in this world. The sage was benevolent and wise? Then we concluded that although Emperor Yuanchen was brave and intelligent when he was young, he was good at using power and power to bring about the resurgence of the great merchants. But it is a pity that he is old and ignorant, misunderstood and treacherous, and he is the king who destroyed the great merchants."
Yin Yu's expression was even darker. His facial muscles twitched, and he could no longer support himself. He lost all his strength and collapsed on the golden royal chair.
He does not seek immortality, what he cares about most is his posthumous reputation. However, at this moment, a lifetime of fame was in vain.
From the corner of his eye, Jin Buhui saw Zuo Xin again. This person has quite a bit of integrity, standing where he is, but already dead. He has lost his vitality and destroyed all the chakras in his body.
For this Zuo Xin, Jin Buhui no longer cared about it and didn't take it to heart. At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh secretly. If he had known about it today, why bother doing this
"It seems that I have spoken too well of both you and me."
Zong Shou rubbed his forehead with his fingers and looked strange: "It seems too shameless. Will future generations really write like this?"
"It will only go further!"
Jin Buhui sneered, with a hint of ridicule: "You disciples of the common people will naturally praise you to the best of your ability. Only in this way can the world know the mistakes of Confucianism and prove the orthodoxy of your own family. Most of your ministers in the future will also try their best to beautify it. Once the Tathagata comes, Daqian unified the Yun Realm, which is just and justified, and is protected by heaven and earth. As for Confucianism—"
After humming a few times, Jin Buhui stopped making any sound. After all, he comes from a Confucian family, so it's hard to say anything bad.
However, he knew that Zong Shou was already a sage king and wise master that could not be denied in the entire Confucian sect.
If you continue to slander, it will only shake the entire foundation of Confucianism again.
If those great scholars were a little smart, they would quote scriptures. Find out the appropriate and inappropriate scriptures and teachings and apply them to Zong Shou.
The sage king who surpassed the three ancient emperors ruled the world together with the scholar-bureaucrats. He did not offend others with his words. The king was under the law -
If we put aside all kinds of weird words, such as those about destroying Confucianism, abolishing scientific examinations, electing officials by the people, etc. Zong Shou is actually the ideal kind of sage for some people in the Confucian sect.
After pondering for a moment, Jin Buhui finally concluded: "In short, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit!"
"The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit? What a saying: The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit—"
Yin Yu's expression struggled, and finally he sighed feebly,
"Your Majesty is kind and kind. Before Yin Yu died, he asked for nothing else. He only asked that the twenty-seven imperial tombs of my Yin family would be safe and sound in the future, and not be attacked by thieves."
"Can!"
Zong Shou cut off Yin Yu's head with a sword. When Yin Yu was still conscious, he said coldly: "However, I also have a promise. I will make your Yin family bloodline the unparalleled legacy of this domain!" RS