When Zhu Luo opened Su Li's letter, the fat old man sat aside with a smile, not too worried. Of course he knew that Su Li was very strong, and Su Li's sword was terrifying, but it was just a letter after all, even with Su Li's sword spirit and limited medium, how could it really hurt Zhu Luo
The fat old man was even a little disdainful of Zhu Luo's hesitation, thinking that maybe things in Kyoto needed to be arranged separately.
However, the fat old man knew he was wrong when the sword intent broke out and turned the entire Wanliu Garden into night.
Su Li's sword was more powerful and terrifying than he imagined.
With only a single sword intent on the letter paper, it is actually possible to suppress a super strong man at the level of Bafang Fengfeng
Although Julo was injured, it was incredible.
The realm in that sword's intent has even faintly surpassed Zhu Luo's level!
Even if it is the will of a saint, I'm afraid it can't do this.
Other than Zhou Dufu, Chen Xuanba, Emperor Taizong or Wang Zhice, who were legendary powerhouses back then, who could do it
Su Li is not a saint, but his swordsmanship is close to a god!
Looking at the golden crows gushing out of the winter garden, the bright moon in the night sky suddenly dimmed, the fat old man showed shock, and before he could think about it, he floated past.
Zhu Luo is already in danger, and it will be too late if he doesn't make a move.
With a sharp howl, the fat old man's palms tore through the air in front of him, and he slapped those fiery sword intents like golden crows!
He looked like a mountain of meat, but the grazing motion was very gentle, and the falling of his palms was equally gentle, flapping slowly, just like a real bird.
The Golden Crow Sword is the secret sword of Li Mountain. It comes from Su Li. The sword intent is extremely hot. When the sword is lifted, it will continuously spew out light and heat towards the outside world, which is unstoppable.
Back then in the Great Court Examination and the Zhou Garden, Chen Changsheng used the Golden Crow Sword several times, and his opponents who were stronger than him had to avoid it for the time being.
Today's Golden Crow Sword Intent came from Su Li's hands, and its power is even more unimaginable.
If it is an ordinary cultivator, I am afraid that he will be directly burned into green smoke before he touches those sword intents.
Even a strong man with extremely high realm can only fight against him with Yuehua Sword Intent like Zhu Luo, and dare not contact him directly.
For some reason, even though the fat old man had a look of fear on his face, he still slapped those Golden Crow Sword Intents.
An indescribable aura appeared in the ruined courtyard of Wanliu Garden.
That aura is very powerful, but it is actually not as good as Zhu Luo's Yuehua Sword Intent, but that aura gives people a very ancient feeling.
A round of real sun appeared between the palms of the fat old man, it was extremely bright and dazzling!
Under the reflection of those lights, the fat old man's face could no longer see any festive meaning, his benevolent eyebrows became extremely majestic, and the image of a dragon and a tiger appeared behind him.
At this time, he was not a common rich man in the countryside, but he was clearly an emperor!
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Three powerful auras met in Wanliu Garden.
The moonlight sprinkled silver light in the sky with difficulty.
The scorching sun kept supporting the night.
Countless sword intents travel between the sky and the sun like firebirds.
Tens of thousands of hardy willows began to burn.
This is not the fire brought by the twilight, but the real burning.
The cold winter garden seemed to fall into the scorching hell abyss in an instant.
There was a loud bang, the flames flew wildly, the burnt willows toppled over, and the well collapsed and the wall collapsed.
After an unknown amount of time, those berserk auras finally subsided gradually.
The house has become ruins, and the cold pool has long been unable to illuminate people.
Zhu Luo was leaning against a willow tree by the pool, his face was pale, his chest was covered with blood stains, and what was more serious was that his left hand had been severed at the wrist.
The fat old man stood in a dilapidated table, his fat body collapsed the edge of the table very tightly, it seemed that it might be broken at any time, his face full of fat could no longer find any festive meaning, nor did he look like an emperor. His majesty, only tired and unsightly.
Since many years ago, he has already seen the threshold of the sacred domain. If he hadn't been afraid of the reaction of the one in Kyoto, he might have already passed it. In the previous battle, he had even shown his strength. Not inferior to the strength of the sacred domain.
But he and Zhu Luo still lost, and they lost so badly. If it wasn't for the fact that the target of that sword intent was Zhu Luo, and if it wasn't for his family-inherited skills being similar to the source of the Golden Crow Sword, he would have been seriously injured, and even with his help, Zhu Luo might have died by now .
And their opponent was just a letter from Su Li.
Zhu Luo stood up slowly and looked at the surrounding fields.
The Wanliu Garden, which was infinitely beautiful in the past, has now turned into a piece of scorched earth, and some willow trees are still burning in the distance.
Wanliu Garden still exists, but it has lost its name.
Just like him now.
He knew very well that this was Su Li's revenge.
He had nothing to say about this.
"Excuse me for not being able to participate in the matter of Kyoto."
Zhu Luo said to the fat old man, without turning around, his expression was a little lonely.
The fat old man knows that this is inevitable, not to mention that Zhu Luo may never be able to recover the realm strength of his heyday, and may even leave the ranks of the wind and rain in all directions.
For Zhu Luo, how to arrange the future of the family and the Ruanqing Sect is the most important thing, because that is his real funeral.
The fat old man swayed his mountain-like body and walked out of Wanliu Garden.
Outside Hanqiu City, with the help of his subordinates, he climbed onto a huge chariot with some difficulty.
A middle-aged man with a powdered face and a sharp voice said in a low voice, "My lord, what happened?"
"Do you know? I originally thought that if the big event comes true, the first thing I will do is to take the chariot from Prince Liang's mansion."
The fat old man narrowed his eyes, looked in the direction of Xunyang City, and said sadly: "Now I don't know if I will have a chance to sit on it in my life."
What he was looking at was Xunyang City, but what he was actually looking at was Kyoto.
What he was talking about was the chariot of Prince Liang's mansion, but he was actually referring to the seat in the Imperial Palace in Kyoto.
The middle-aged man had already been extremely disturbed by the change that happened in Wanliu Garden before, and now he heard the prince's emotion, and he was even more disturbed to the extreme.
He and those sergeants and civil servants are all officials of the palace, but they can only obey the orders of the capital. Over the years, he and his subordinates have taken great risks to help the prince run around and shout. If the prince fails, how can they survive
"Infinity Bi has entered the capital."
The middle-aged man wanted to restore the prince's confidence, so he hurriedly told the news he had just received.
The fat old man was a little surprised. Although Wu Wubi was also in all directions, she was never one of his recruiting targets, because she was also a woman.
What did that old Taoist nun go to Kyoto for? Will there be any variables