Crushed ice was floating everywhere in the river, and the cycads were floating among them, with their eyes open, already dead.
His eyes reflected the dark sky, like debris and water around his body.
There was a wound between his chest and abdomen, which was very straight and deep, directly cut off the Youfu and all the orifices, and cut off the vitality.
From this wound, one can see Wang Po's previous knife.
His saber is still the same as before, but there are many more subtle changes, and the meaning of the realm is more profound.
The moment the iron knife broke through its sheath, he successfully broke through.
The prerequisite for this is that he removed the shadow left by Zhou Dufu on his own soul.
Facing the high mountain ahead, some people will choose to detour, some will choose to retreat, and some will choose to climb.
Wang Po has been walking towards that high mountain, the peak is always close in front of his eyes, but he can't get close.
Until the previous moment, he broke his own demons, and then established his own Dao of the sword.
Tie Shu died in his battle of establishing the way, and he was not wronged.
But he has just broken through, and his background is not enough. To kill a strong man in the sacred field, he must pay a huge price.
He had a broken arm, and the injury, which was more terrifying than the broken arm, was constantly invading his meridians and mind in his body.
The cold winter wind blows through the willows from both sides of the Luoshui River, gently blowing the crushed ice on the water and everything in the crushed ice.
Although the wind was cold, it was actually not strong. However, the corpse of the iron tree in the crushed ice turned into a puff of smoke with the wind and disappeared.
Then, the wind blew Wang Po's clothes, making the gaps bigger, and blood gushed out like a waterfall.
Countless faint breaths left his body along with the blood.
Wang Po's face had no trace of blood, it was whiter than the snow on the embankment.
His body became extremely heavy, without a trace of strength.
He walked to the shore.
The river water mixed with crushed ice seems to have become much thicker, and it is very difficult to walk in it.
A straight line of blood appeared in the river, and then spread to both sides, and the edge was frozen, turning into something like blood coral.
He didn't know where he should go at this time, he just looked at the embankment to the east of Luoshui, and walked there.
He is used to going forward.
Only this time he seems to have chosen the wrong one.
The heavy cold willows were blown by the wind, and many figures appeared.
The second master of the Tang family was the first to arrive at the bank of Luoshui. Behind him were hundreds of cavalry from the Habayashi Army and two generals of the Zhou Dynasty.
There were tiny wounds all over his face, and he looked very embarrassed.
That was the injury caused by Wang Po and Tie Shu when they fought for the first time on Snow Street.
Looking at Wang Po in Luoshui, the shock and anger in his eyes gradually disappeared and became indifferent.
Then, he laughed silently, with unspeakable mockery, contempt and pity in his smile.
Yes, you have successfully broken through and become a powerhouse in the sacred domain respected by the world.
However, in the next moment, you will die.
What a sad fact, and what a story to celebrate
The second master of the Tang family suppressed his smile, raised his right hand, and waved it expressionlessly.
Hundreds of sharp arrows with dazzling light left the bank of Luoshui and fell towards the center of the river.
…
…
There was silence in Li Palace, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. The snow on the eaves melted silently, before it could fall, it turned into ice beads in the air.
Time passed slowly, and no one appeared.
Madam Mu looked at the snow clouds in the sky and raised her eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.
Who left Shang Xingzhou in the palace
And who made such a big commotion on the streets of Kyoto
Iron tree? No, if he was alone, the thunder would not be so bright.
The thunder finally landed on Luoshui.
The law of heaven and earth above Luoshui has changed.
An invisible flower descended from the sky.
An iron knife shot up into the sky.
Madam Mu was finally moved.
The king has broken through!
Iron tree is dead!
This made her very surprised, then silent, then awe-inspiring.
What Zhu Luo said in Tianshuling before his death was not only for Shang Xingzhou, but also for their husband and wife.
If it were any other time, she would definitely personally strike and beat Wang Po to death.
But at this time, she needs to be in the Li Palace, herding the snow clouds in the sky, temporarily resisting the will of the entire state religion, and cannot leave.
Fortunately, she could clearly feel that after Wang Po defeated the iron tree, he was no longer able to fight.
In Kyoto, if he couldn't fight, that was death.
If he died, would Chen Changsheng still be alive
…
…
There are assassins, killers, and masters of high realm everywhere around.
Xiaode stood in front of him.
Chen Changsheng was not surprised by the current situation.
He knew that Master wanted to kill him, and he always knew it.
It has something to do with the Pope's position, but the more important reason is something else—the relationship between him and his brother is too close.
Just because he didn't mention this to anyone doesn't mean he didn't know it himself.
He always thought that the master would choose the day when the Pope Master and Uncle returned to Xinghai.
So he had to finish what had to be done before that day came.
In the sky full of yellow leaves, he went to Beixinqiao, exhausted his efforts, and made arrangements for the little black dragon to escape from trouble in two years.
In the snowy sky, he came to Beibing Masi Alley to kill Zhou Tong.
He didn't expect that Master wanted him to die so eagerly.
Maybe today.
Yes, there was still no sound on the long street.
Then it's today.
There was still the last leaf on the bare branch of the crabapple tree, and as the assassin hit the courtyard wall, that leaf also fell, and landed silently on the snow, before the pair of leather boots.
Chen Changsheng's gaze moved upwards and landed on Xiaode's face.
The appearance of this leading master of the young generation of Yaozu in Beibing Masi Hutong today is naturally the meaning of Baidi City, at least he also got the tacit consent of the saint couple.
In the past two years, there have been many gifts, greetings, and honors from Baidi City to the Orthodox Academy. Thinking about it now, all of this is meaningless. He didn't ask the reason and reason, because all the reasons and reasons of worldly affairs are usually the word of interest in the end. The Baidi and his wife had to consider the interests of the Yaozu. Even if they had some good feelings for Chen Changsheng, it would not affect their indifferent judgment. Xiaode had to consider his own interests, and he didn't have any good feelings for Chen Changsheng. For the sake of Honghe and Luoluo, he was very willing to die for Chen Changsheng.
"I must ask you to die."
Xiaode looked at him and said seriously, and then punched him.
This fist seemed simple, but it was actually extremely terrifying. The mighty demon clan's true essence, carrying the breath of heaven and earth, came directly in front of his eyes.
At the same time, the swords of more than a dozen star-gathering assassins protruded from the wind and snow, blocking all his escape routes.
If Chen Changsheng retreated forcefully, he would have to face these dozen or so terrifying swords at the same time, as well as the even more terrifying Xiaode's fist.
If he chooses to move forward, he will definitely be left behind by Xiaode's fist, and those ten or so swords will burst out with the most terrifying power at this moment.
Now it seems that no matter what he chooses, he will die.
Or it was for this reason that he chose to move forward.
Forward and backward is death, why not forward? Forward of course.
He broke through the wind and snow and stabbed out with a sword.
His movements were actually faster than Xiaode's fist.
His sword intent was like a mountain fire.
No, it should be Tianhuo.
The fire that falls from the sky is lightning.
His sword pierced Xiaode's body like a bolt of lightning.
Xiaode's fist also reached his body at the same time.
…
…