After nightfall, Que Nu and Qian Nu made the bed for Su Baiyi and then left the bedroom. Su Baiyi pretended to lie down and rest, and he endured for a whole hour before he lifted the quilt and slipped out of Luoyang Palace. What Lu Haoxian said before was indeed right. Without internal strength, Su Baiyi could not beat anyone in Yingzhou. However, what Lu Haoxian did not know was that Su Baiyi and Xie Kanhua had learned a skill called "Zou Ma Guan Hua", which allowed him to walk all the way from Luoyang Palace to Xuanyang Gong without being discovered by anyone.
Arriving at the gate of Xuanyang Palace, Su Baiyi looked around and found that there were no guards here. The Xuanyang Gong was not as "Xuan Yang" as its name suggested. Instead, it revealed a cold and gloomy aura. He hesitated for a moment and decided to go inside.
"Stop." A voice stopped him.
Su Baiyi's body stiffened slightly, then he turned around and smiled awkwardly at Lu Haoxian in front of him: "What a coincidence, Lord Haoxian. I came out for a walk."
"I pity you because you are the son of Lord Xuanyun, so I didn't imprison you. But it seems that you don't intend to listen to me." Lu Haoxian said quietly.
Su Baiyi curled his lips: "Listen to you and wait for death in peace?"
"In that case, then you can't blame me." Lu Haoxian raised his hand lightly, his true energy surged, his white hair flying, as if he was planning to end this fight with a huge disparity in strength with one strike.
Su Baiyi smiled and patted his chest. A black pill fell from his collar. He caught it and threw it directly into his mouth: "I am willing to come to Yingzhou with you. I have been waiting for this moment!"
"What is that?" Lu Haoxian frowned slightly.
Su Baiyi's pupils gradually turned fiery red, and the Qi in his body gradually rose. He grinned and said, "You will soon know what this is..."
Lu Haoxian was stunned, and immediately stepped back on tiptoe. After Su Baiyi finished speaking, he leaped up and punched a huge stone pit where Lu Haoxian had just stood.
The loud noise was also heard in Xuanyang Palace.
The naked man lying in the icy water opened his eyes.
Upon closer inspection, his body was covered in bloodstains, but they were gradually fading and shrinking. A child was standing by the pool. He stood up and looked outside: "My Lord, could it be..."
The man closed his eyes again: "It should be him who is here."
The little boy frowned slightly: "I'll go and take a look."
“No need, leave it to Hao Xian.” The man said calmly.
"Where is my sword!" Outside Xuanyang Palace, Su Baiyi shouted angrily at Lu Haoxian.
Lu Haoxian was not far away, looking at Su Baiyi in front of him in horror: "How could this be? The Immortal Book you practiced must be incomplete."
"Where's my sword!" Su Baiyi shouted again. He stretched out his palm towards Lu Haoxian, "Give it back to me!"
As the roar sounded, a long sword flew out from a palace below and landed directly in Su Baiyi's hand. The blade of the sword was crystal clear and exuded a chilling aura. It was Su Baiyi's Jun Nian. Su Baiyi stroked the Jun Nian in his hand and smiled, "That's right."
Then he struck Lu Haoxian with a sword.
"This sword technique is..." Lu Haoxian dodged to the side and waved his long sleeves, trying to disperse the sword energy, but the result was that half of his body was frozen by the extremely cold sword energy. He hurriedly gathered pure Yang Qi in his left hand, waved it to the right, and after hitting the ground full of ice chips, he jumped onto the Xuanyang Palace.
Su Baiyi stretched out a finger and pointed at Lu Haoxian: "Now you understand. If I was unwilling to go with you that day, all of you should have died in Shili Langyao long ago!" After being possessed by the devil in the past, Su Baiyi was no less powerful than the world's top masters. At this moment, he had received the true teachings of Su Suomo, the master of Kunlun Mountain, both when awake and in a dream. Naturally, his strength should not be underestimated.
On Yingzhou, people came out of many palaces. They looked towards Xuanyang Palace, but no one stepped forward to help. After all, no one except the Lord and the three envoys were allowed to enter Xuanyang Palace. Among these people was Bai Jile, who returned to Yingzhou with Lu Haoxian. Bai Jile looked at Su Baiyi, who drew his sword and shouted angrily, with a somewhat sad look on his face.
"Today, I will tear down your Xuanyang Palace and your Yingzhou!" Su Baiyi swung a sword and directly chopped off a corner of the eaves of Xuanyang Palace.
"Bold!" Lu Haoxian didn't dare to look down on Su Baiyi anymore. He gathered all his energy and struck Su Baiyi with a palm.
"Okay!" Su Baiyi was not afraid and met the attack with a sword.
On the top of Xuanyang Palace, two people's figures intertwined, and cold sword energy flashed. Soon, the entire top of Xuanyang Palace was covered with a layer of white frost. Lu Haoxian had used up nine-tenths of his strength, but still could not subdue Su Baiyi. On the other hand, Su Baiyi became more and more angry, swinging his sword violently, causing the entire Xuanyang Palace to shake.
"Who is this person? He is even more powerful than Lord Haoxian?" someone exclaimed at the foot of the mountain.
"It's Su Han. That man's swordsmanship and figure are exactly the same as Su Han!" someone replied.
"How is that possible! Didn't they say Su Han was dead?" someone else asked.
Outside Luoyang Palace, Qiannu and Quenu also stood there, anxiously watching the battle on the top of the mountain. Qiannu clenched her fists and whispered, "Master..."
"You are not my opponent. Let Lu Xuanshui come out to see me!" Su Baiyi swung his sword and knocked Lu Haoxian into the stone pit. He turned around and swung his sword again, as if to split the Xuanyang Palace in half.
But the long sword was held in someone's hand.
Su Baiyi looked at the man in front of him, whom he had met for the first time but had seen several times in the illusion, and said in a deep voice: "Lü Xuanshui!"
"It's me. We finally meet." Lu Xuanshui pushed Su Hanyi back with his sword lightly.
But after Su Hanyi landed on the ground, he only paused for a moment. During this moment, he recalled the moment when he fell into the desperate situation of Kunlun Cliff, and then swung the sword again.
The Heavenly Sword is powerful enough to reverse the wind and carry him through the snow haze of Kunlun.
"This sword is great! You are worthy of being the son of Su Han!" Lu Xuanshui nodded and pointed a finger at Su Hanyi.
The real Immortal Finger!
Although it was just a finger, in Su Baiyi's eyes, it was a sword as majestic as a mountain, and the Jun Nian Sword in his hand seemed so small in front of it!
With a loud bang, the Xuanyang Palace behind Lu Xuanshui collapsed in an instant, and the entire Yingzhou shook a few times. A little boy walked out of the ruins, patted the dust off his body, shook his head and said, "Xuanyang Palace, it's destroyed just like that."
"You!" Su Baiyi put his sword to the ground, the red in his pupils slowly faded away, and his body shook a few times before he fell down.
Lu Xuanshui coughed three times, and finally said to Lu Haoxian: "Lock him in the Heavenly Prison."