Refining the Mountains and Rivers - 1616. Chapter 1616 Short Sword Long River

The middle-aged guest continued to move forward with a calm tone, “Don’t delay any longer, just let me see the real method of the imperial palace.”

The two old four claws looked at each other, knowing that today is the deadline.

“Since Mr. Zhou can look down upon him, of course our family is not good, let him down.”

“Although the method of the Celestial Silkworm Sutra is practiced by disabled people, we think it has some merits, so please advise Mr. Zhou!”

With a scream, the python robes on the two old four claws came alive at the same time, like a big mouth, swallowing the two old four claws into it at once.

With the sound of chewing, as the flesh and bones were torn and broken, the two old four claws were eaten cleanly, so the dragon python on the python robe really came back to life, and the body fell heavily to the ground with his head up and vomiting. His tongue kept hissing, his eyes violently fixed on the middle-aged visitor.

The Celestial Silkworm Sutra is the same as the silkworm eating mulberry leaves and spinning silk. After completing the cultivation, it is a great achievement in the practice, and it jumped up and became the respected old four claws in the imperial palace.

But in the same way, I also dug a way to kill myself.

Once he fights hard, he will give up himself, feed on his blood and soul, awaken the snake python on the python robe, and exert its strongest power.

Of course, this kind of method is one-off. After using it, the old four claws died, his soul flew away, and he didn’t enter the cycle of reincarnation.

So just now, they talked about exposing the corpse to the wilderness, and then they said what to ask for, the chance of reincarnation in the next life. In fact, after they die, there is no corpse left behind, and of course there is no possibility of reentering the cycle of reincarnation.

The middle-aged Mr. Ke Zhou frowned, not because he was unbearable, he was just thinking of such a cruel technique, and only the imperial palace that was in charge of a country’s luck would dare to practice unscrupulously without fear of being embarrassed.

He made a move today, and he was naturally prepared, not to mention that the Celestial Silkworm Sutra in the Western Wilderness Palace was not a secret thing. Looking at the two roaring snake pythons, the middle-aged guest turned his hand down and turned down like a mighty lotus leaf, covering the whole world.

It is said that there are no eggs under the covering of the nest, and the world is suppressed, and it is impossible to escape here. The two evil snake pythons roared sternly, their huge bodies tumbling and flapping crazily, but the ground and space were extremely stable, and there was no trace of broken. It seemed that there was an invisible force that suppressed everything in the world, so they also sealed the two together.

Pieces of gold and jade characters appeared on the surface of the huge body of Nie Jiao, seemingly inconspicuous, but in fact, each one is of utmost importance. The crushed scales shattered, the flesh and blood shattered, and the extremely powerful Nie Mang body became bloody and bloody.

In the eyes of the middle-aged guest, there was a bit of regret and reluctance, but now the time is not waiting for me, he has no time to hesitate.

Snapped–

With a soft sound, a jade card hanging from his waist was directly shattered.

The gold and jade text on the surface of Nie Jiao’s body radiated a lot of light at the same time, and the brand entered the flesh and blood.

The silkworm sutra repairs a reckless suit, just like silkworms eating mulberry leaves and spinning silk. But the silkworm eats mulberry leaves. What are the old four claws who are good at practicing in the palace? This is the true origin of the word “brutal”.

The two old four claws in the two palaces, at the cost of self-death, the two evil scorpions summoned are now on the verge of death, and no matter how hard they struggle, they can hardly escape the desperate situation. It’s not that they are not strong, but the middle-aged Mr. Zhou, this is one of the few most terrifying in this imperial capital.

The Huicui Building was able to move him lightly. Firstly, the guests paid enough money. Secondly, they had a large enough doorway to actually find Mr. Zhou’s residence and reach an agreement with him.

The majesty who wanted to come to the imperial palace would be surprised and even a little bit disappointed about this. After all, he was thinking at the beginning, soliciting this middle-aged guest and adding another weight to Xihuang.

Although he was born in the middle famine of China, although he was an abandoned person, his aptitude, potential, and the emperor of the western famine, who was in charge of the fortune of the country, naturally saw clearly.

Middle-aged visitors are qualified to attack the emperor’s realm!

All this, the middle-aged guest in the night, is self-evident. But he does not regret it. What he did today, the woman on the sick bed, is the crux of his “love” and the person he must save.

Taking a step forward, as if shrinking to an inch, his figure appeared outside the carriage. The middle-aged guest looked calm, without guilt or intention to kill, and he pointed forward like this.

“Protect the general!”

Wang Datou and the other side soldiers of the mine surrounded by the carriage were already stunned by the fight in front of them, each of them pale and trembling. But when the middle-aged guest flew over, he drew the knife out of the sheath with a loud shout, and jumped out without hesitation.

If you say you are not afraid, it must be false, but now your mind is blank, and there is no time to turn your thoughts, and you instinctively react.

Our general, of course, can’t die here!

As for whether it can be blocked, rushing up, it can have a certain effect… The king did not have time to think, anyway, our frontier soldiers are dead and dead, only to return the general’s grace to rebuild.

In fact, it’s really useless, because the frontiers like Wang Datou, even though they are not afraid of death, were shocked and flew out before they rushed up. He vomited blood and turned into a gourd, embarrassed, but it was not really fatal.

Although the middle-aged guest left his hometown and became a desperate person to be expelled, he still abides by the precepts of a gentleman and does not wantonly kill.

Of course, if it’s the person he wants to kill, it’s another matter… As the saying goes, the gentleman has what it means to do something… It just depends on the mood.

This must be a jerk, but it was the mantra that the little uncle uncle used to talk about. For this reason, the elders in the academy have had a lot of headaches, but they have nothing to do with him.

After all, Xiao Shishu is the strongest person in the academy. This is his teacher, who personally admitted back then.

What kind of scene would it be if it was the little uncle here today? I’m afraid, I’m not eager to kill people at all, but wait for the imperial palace to respond, and even force out of the imperial realm in the imperial capital, and have a quick battle to see if he can cut the city with a sword in his hand. .

The middle-aged guest’s eyes were slightly bright, and immediately revealed a trace of sorrow. He was afraid that he would never have the chance to see the little uncle’s sword again.

He shook his head and suppressed the sudden divergence of thoughts. Since he can’t compare with Xiao Shishu, then the murder must be done as soon as possible.

As soon as he thought of this, the eyes of the middle-aged customer became more and more condensed.

Sharp and sharp, fingertips like a sword!

Before the carriage, at this time there was no obstacle except the coachman.

Before the finger fell, the terror pressure was like a river rewinding, crashing on the mind, trying to shatter the soul.

The coachman’s face was whiter, and his eyes were extremely scared, but at this moment, he suddenly disappeared. His eyes were serious, he looked at and pointed, the long whip in his hand was broken every inch, and there was a sword hidden in the bamboo handle.

A sword lifted up, it seemed to provoke a river, and the billowing sword intent was like a stormy sea, and it burst out heartily in this sword.

The middle-aged customer frowned slightly, and his eyes were surprised. He didn’t seem to expect that the humble coachman in front of him was a peerless sword repairman.

But as soon as he pointed his hand, the sword was out of its sheath, and there was no room for turning. So a finger went faster, like lightning, and touched the tip of the sword.

The middle-aged guest’s brows furrowed tighter, a large robe, suddenly bulged, as if infused with a lot of gas. His figure is flying backwards, his long sleeves and graceful posture are calm, just like a fairy passing by at night, really good looks.

Quietly landing, the middle-aged passenger looked at the coachman, or more precisely, at the dagger in his hand. It is short because the sword is indeed not long, but the sword intent contained in it is so long that it is almost impossible to count.

Simply put, starting from here, falling there… it’s longer than the sky!

“The name of this sword?”

The coachman’s face is whiter, like clean high-grade rice paper, but his breath is still long and relaxed. “The sword is named Longhe. It is based on a certain ancient river, refined with supreme magical powers, and passed on to my hands. It is already a bit insulting. Got it.”

The middle-aged guest nodded and agreed with this sentence. The coachman is of a high level and is a peerless sword repairer in the world, but if he counts the sword in his hand, it is indeed somewhat unworthy.

It’s not that he is weak, but that this sword is too strong, especially when it was placed in the Western Huang Emperor’s Palace, and after being tempered by national fortune and warming up for many years, it was completely clear and sharp.

Silent in the world for thousands of years, a sword made today is the long-term sword energy that can smash the sky! Even if the sky can be cut out, how can it be impossible to cut out people? After all, no matter how strong the middle-aged Mr. Zhou is, he dare not compare with the sky.

“If you are strong enough, I will be dead with this sword.”

The middle-aged guest turned around and left, his body shook suddenly, and his whole body suddenly opened countless wounds, blood spurted out like a spring, and dyed all of his wide-sleeved robe red.

The strong breath, if the sun rises, the fog will disperse all over, and it will disappear in a blink of an eye.

There was a trace of admiration in the driver’s eyes, holding a sword and arching his hands, “I won today because I have the sword in my hand… Mr. Zhou will go well.”

Rumbling–

The ground trembled, like the turbulent waves hitting the shore. The guard in the imperial palace was coming quickly. The middle-aged guest walking towards the distance, wearing a robe soaked in blood, turned around and left.

The two old four-claws, the evil scorpion who had been feeding on the body, are now dead, the corpse is shattered, and only a mess is left.

The air was bloody.

Wang Datou, who was shocked and flew out, vomiting blood and wounded but did not die, waited for the side soldiers in the mine, struggling to get up, staring at the scene in a daze.

Probably I didn’t expect that a middle-aged guest who was so strong that he was unreasonable in his appearance would be cut to such a situation with a single sword. Or, it’s complicated inside, and I can’t figure out why their mud legs are so cheap, why they are still alive at this time.

The coachman took a deep breath and coughed slightly, splashing a little blood. With the sword used just now, he was very attritional, and he was swayed a bit by his kendo cultivation.

If you want to recover, I am afraid that it will be a long time to retreat, and it will cost a lot of money. He turned around and tapped the carriage, “Master Hou, the assassin has been killed, you can go up with peace of mind.”

In the carriage, Qin Yu stared at the door, his expression dignified, and he couldn’t see the slightest ease. In the palm of his hand, the originally cool white jade has now become fiery, like a red-hot stone.

There was nothing in front of him, but it seemed to have seen it. On that respectful face, there were a pair of cold eyes.

The carriage was quiet, and the driver frowned slightly, revealing a flaw in some way, but now that it has been found, he will take action.

In the next moment, the car door shattered, without the surging waves before it, and without the supreme aura of slashing the sky.

The short sword Changhe broke through the door, went straight to Qin Yu’s head and cut it down. The blade was pitch black, as if it was attached to the night of heaven and earth.

It turns out that the coachman is today, the last pawn.

The reason why the middle-aged visitor who was in the midst of the day has been killed just now is because he knows very well that although Mr. Zhou is strong, no one can kill Qin Yu today. Because he was wearing the seal of Zhongwuhou of the Western Wilderness, and this seal had been quietly introduced into the power of incense.

Therefore, the coachman cut out the sword just now, cut off the vitality of the middle-aged passenger, paid a huge price for himself, but also let the short sword long river, exhausted the blessing of the western famine in this sword, and was able to restore his true life. Can display the true power of Changhe.

A sword can break the incense!

The seal of Zhongwuhou worn on Qin Yu’s body shattered with a “pop”, and the power of the incense was intangible and transformed into a bubble.

But now, under normal circumstances, even the half-emperor can resist the bubble for a moment, but in front of the short sword and long river, it is really fragile as a bubble.

When the sword fell, it shattered, and the sword’s edge fell on Qin Yu’s head without a pause. With the sharpness of the sword, even the master can be killed instantly.

Ding–

With a soft sound, like a sharp blade touching the stone, the sword-bearing driver suddenly widened his eyes, revealing a sense of shock.

The force of the counter-shock was like a turbulent sea, continuously following his arms and blasting between his chest and abdomen, and the sound of fractured muscles “cracked” continuously.

The hand of the sword had long since turned into bones, and all the flesh and blood shattered and shattered, and then turned into blood mist. He rolled and flew out, took out a talisman, and shredded his figure forcefully and disappeared in an instant.

As for the short sword Changhe, it was broken into countless pieces and fell in front of Qin Yu.

It’s just that the broken sword is not sharp, but becomes soft, like a pool of falling water stains, wrapped in a few broken pieces, and gradually merged with each other.

The killing sound shook the sky and came from afar, not accompanied by exclaiming, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground after being knocked off.

Qin Yu frowned. Standing on the mostly broken carriage, the two high-class steeds pulling the carriage had already been shaken into two pools of flesh when the middle-aged passenger and the coachman attacked with a sword.

The imperial palace guards surrounded him, and the middle-aged guest who had just left was forced to come back again. The crack in his body was like a spring, and blood spurted out like death.

After the robe was soaked, it fell on the ground in a patter, leaving a series of bloody footprints wherever he went.

But the middle-aged guest still didn’t fall down, even if it became a broken leather bag that leaked everywhere, he still raised his hands and shot the imperial guards that rushed up. The life or death was unknown.

Suddenly, the middle-aged guest sighed and looked up at Qin Yu. His eyes were tired and gloomy, but there was no fear or unwillingness at all. Some were just a little calm and helpless.

“Hou Zhongwu, this seat is about to die, but I promised someone else to go back to see her, so I exchanged this piece of jade. Can I leave?”

He held up a piece of black jade, the whole body was pitch black, almost soaked in blood, but not stained at all.

Qin Yu glanced at this person and nodded, “Okay.”

The imperial guard hesitated slightly.

Qin Yu said lightly: “The consequences of this matter will be borne by the prince.” The guard retreated, the middle-aged guest glanced at Qin Yu, smiled and turned away.

Watching him sprinkle blood all the way, all the way away, a trace of complexity revealed in Qin Yu’s eyes.

This person should be the strongest practitioner that Qin Yu has seen with his own eyes and is destined to die.

Do not enter the imperial realm, but the distance from that level is afraid that the gap is limited. Such a character, who is willing to be driven, will die in today’s night.

Taking a breath, calming his mind, Qin Yu jumped out of the carriage and stepped forward with blood stains on his feet.