From the ruins of the casting room, two figures, one gray and one white, came suddenly. The gray ones are absolutely incoherent like a lacquer wind, while the white ones are swaying and swaying, but the speed is not comparable, and the fast ones are almost indistinguishable to the naked eye. However, the two people's accomplishments in Qinggong are amazing, but they are not as mysterious and miraculous as Mr. Shicai An. Not so surprising.
Both the emperor and Shen Yiren watched carefully. Who are these two people, if not Lai Jingzhen and Ming Feizhen who pretended to be a scumbag
The two of them went to the front of Mr. An together, and their positions each blocked the space for Mr. An to escape. No matter how strange his movement is, as long as it doesn't really turn into a gust of wind, it will be difficult for him to break through the encirclement of the two masters.
Mr. An smiled, as if a fierce light flashed across his eyes under the dark mask.
"... This is, it's getting more and more fun!"
The man in black who shouted loudly drew a square with Diyuan Longtu out of thin air. The sword tracks are not very strange, the techniques are not clever, there is no splendor in the battle of supernatural masters, and even the ordinary strength is boring.
However, at this moment, the two peerless masters who swept in from the sky had strange appearances - both of them were unstable at the same time. As if it was a night sparrow that had been swept away from the branches—no, even the air was also swept away—there was no place to stand under its feet, and even its wings could not fly, only to fall to the ground. Once the figure is broken, the containment is a joke.
If Mr. An's dark weather dissipated, when he gathered and formed again, he was already eight feet away. The dark figure looked at the stunned expressions on the faces of the two masters with a mocking joy.
However, the most surprising person was someone else.
"who are you!!"
The emperor's roar resounded throughout the Whale God Island. Shen Yiren didn't know why the always gentle monarch was suddenly furious.
The emperor glared angrily at the black shadow that became more and more unreal, and shouted through gritted teeth.
"Why do you use this sword technique?"
There is no way he could have mistaken this sword technique.
As a descendant of the Li family, no one would admit wrongly to this peerless swordsmanship that once made his Li family down the iron bucket, ascend the throne of the Ninety-five Supreme, and at the same time become one of the three major sects in the sword world.
"Where did you steal the «The Eightfold Candle of the Broken Sword»!!"
Chapter 147
More than a hundred years ago, the last emperor of the previous dynasty went backwards. In the thirteen years of the southern expedition and the northern expedition, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains have been inexhaustible, causing the treasury to be empty and the hearts of the people to be lost. The people revolted, and the rebels surged up.
But the people who were dissatisfied with the last emperor were more than the common people, and among them there were many generals and princes with heavy troops. Triggered the separation of the feudal towns, for a time the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and the rivers and mountains were precarious.
Among them, the Li family, a general of the previous dynasty, gave birth to a general star swordsman who was difficult to find among the emperors before and after.
This man was the champion of the three armies, and he must be the first to fight. On the day he conquered the imperial capital with an iron sword, the title of the emperor in the sword was completely established, and all the warriors in the world bowed their heads and declared themselves ministers. This man was the founding father of the dynasty.
Emperor Taizu has not only amazed the contemporary, but also can be said to be a marvelous swordsmanship that stuns the ancients and the modern. At that time, the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and there were many talented people in the rivers and lakes. The number of experts in the sword world alone is unknown, and there is an endless stream of people who challenge every day. Grandfather Taizu was troubled by the high rollers who came to challenge him like flies all day long. Piansheng's advisors all persuaded him to be generous and to be polite and worthy. Troubled, one morning, the Great Ancestor walked lightly and walked across the south of the Yangtze River with one sword and one horse. Nobody disappeared.
A month later, Emperor Taizu returned with three people. They are the three gate masters of Lushan Jianguan, Gusu Hanshan Temple, and Huzhou Luojian Villa. At that time, the four of them came back on horseback, and the faces of the three well-established door owners were still bruised to varying degrees according to the order in which the grandfather came to the door. In particular, the left eye of Lushan Jianguan Guanzhu, who is known as the first sword in the south of the Yangtze River, is swollen, and it seems that he will not get better in a few months.
The grandfather, who is still under forty years old and still has a little youthful spirit, pointed to the three big men and said, "Give these three armors, and we are going to fight." He didn't say a word. The three were also honest and tight, each wearing armor and going into battle, the same as every general that Taizu had subdued before.
During the first month of Emperor Taizu, he went to three sects alone and picked the three strongest sects in Jiangnan. Since then, no one dared to challenge again. It was a legend at that time, and the only one who could be called an opponent with him was a strange man in the martial arts at that time. The two fought unsuccessfully many times, and they once had a battle with Tianshan. When they came back, no one said victory or defeat. That strange man joined Taizu's command after that time, and later ranked the first of the twelve generals under the Taizu emperor's seat, known as the 'first in martial arts'.
After the age of seventy, Fengjian has hidden himself in the rivers and lakes, and is rarely seen in leisure. However, no one can forget his achievements, and later generations called him 'Shenzhou Hero'.
And the wonderful swordsmanship of the Great Ancestor to fight the invincible hand all over the world is called 'the Eightfold Candle of the Remnant Sword'. This sword was re-locked in the tomb of Taizu after the death of Taizu. He is guarded by respected elders in the royal family, isolated from the world. The world is known as the Mausoleum of Cangjian Emperor, and it is one of the three major sword sects in the world together with Lushan Caolu Xianjian. If it is said that the swordsmanship of the Caolu on Mount Lu is the culmination of thousands of years of accumulation, the Mausoleum of Remnant Sword is the unparalleled representative of this world.
And this Absolute Sword has now reappeared in all corners of the world, and it is still in the hands of an unknown and mysterious character.
How can you teach Yuan Shengdi not to be shocked.
But the location of the Eightfold Candle of the Cancelled Sword, and even everything related to it, is the secret of the royal family. It was inappropriate to mention this name in anger, Yuan Sheng Emperor forcibly suppressed his anger and said solemnly.
"You... who are you?"
Mr. An opened his arms, swung one arm down in front of him, and gave an exaggerated salute.
"Reporting to the sage, Xiaomin is an idler in heaven and earth, and he is in charge of the idle affairs of heaven and earth. Xiaomin watches the sky at night, there are stars changing here, and dragons are born. I have to see what happens. Unexpectedly, the real dragon and the fake dragon arrived together, It was also a big surprise to the grass-roots people." When he spoke, his words were sincere, but he seemed to be a loyal minister who was always thinking of the emperor. The words mocking the emperor did not seem to come from his mouth.
Hearing such blatant irony, the emperor calmed down. Mr. An's existence has always been swaying like his figure, full of mystery. Until his words, his disgust for the emperor was completely revealed. Instead, the emperor knew what to do.
"Come to Qing's house!"
"The minister is here!" Hearing the king's call, Lai Jingzhen was already beside the emperor, with his chest raised and his indescribable Taoist demeanor.
"Please instruct the emperor. But according to what Wei Chen saw, this person is too arrogant. Without the emperor's words, the minister should be the emperor to dismember him, smash his bones into ashes, cut into small pieces, and have eyes that pop..."
"It's good, don't talk about it." The more the emperor listened, the more he couldn't listen, but when he saw Jingzhen, he couldn't help but say: "... Laiqing, is your chest injury okay?"
"Injury? Your Majesty has been overly concerned. How could Wei Chen be injured? If there is an injury, it is also a minor injury." After speaking, Lai Jingzhen looked down and saw the blood in his chest, pale in shock. "Huh?! Why is there bloodshed? Who broke through my defense against someone in the world!"
Compared with Mr. An's pretense, it's really not much to let go. The emperor even broke into a cold sweat. If this madman is not crazy, there are not many people in the world who are his opponents. But once he gets sick, his ability to kill is as good as his martial arts, and it's hard to say which one is stronger. The key to victory and death at the hands of the enemy is never the opponent but himself.
Moving his eyes again, he saw the Taoist man in black beside him. But can't see clearly.
"Who is this… "
Shen Yiren hurriedly answered: "This is the scumbag who was mentioned by Wei Cai, who defeated Luo Ming. Not only did he not die after falling into the furnace, but he also subdued Luo Ming. It can be said that he has done a great job."
"So that's it..." The emperor has naturally seen the skills of the scumbag, and it is really extraordinary, and it is difficult to have an opponent. It's just that today's opponent is a monster with a broken sword and eight candles.
The emperor, who knew the content of that set of swordsmanship, did not think that anyone here would have the ability to kill Mr. An.
-Let's let him go today, and then call Tianhu, no, Baima must also be present, so that we can kill him with full confidence.
When the emperor secretly made up his mind, Shen Yiren's lips moved slightly and entered the secret passage through sound transmission.
"Is this what you call the mastermind behind the scenes? Why did he come out so struttingly?"
It was not without reason that the person planning the conspiracy suddenly appeared in front of the people who should have been hiding in the dark.
—Because Ming Feizhen is not a character who can go to the bright place.
"Your Majesty, it seems that you have the answer. It's a pity, I wanted to chat with you more."
Mr. An's figure suddenly turned into a dark wind, and when he reappeared, he was already under the moonlight.
"Then, let's meet again when the dragon cries."
Someone whispered in his ear.
"Where are you going?"
Ming Fei's real hand was placed on his shoulder as if he had a very good relationship with Mr. An.
Ming Fei smiled.
"Let's talk again."
As soon as the capacity was pressed, the two fell at the same time, and the smoke and dust were everywhere.
Chapter 148 Sword and Fate