The Sword Dynasty - 551. Chapter 550

“what should we do?”

A heavy voice rang in the turret of Changling, shaking the copper bells hanging on the corner of the turret’s eaves jingle.

Several turret guards looked at Huang Zhenwei and waited for Huang Zhenwei’s answer.

Although Shen Xuan’s courtyard is in one of the most difficult areas to observe in the turret, the masters above the seven realms really fought against each other. At this time, Shen Xuan walked through the alleys, broke the walls and shattered tiles and fled towards the Weihe River. The dragon is generally long, how can it escape the sight of many guards on the turret.

Chang Ling had previously arranged these giant turrets, which were originally used to discover the powerful practitioners who made their moves in the Chang Ling in the most timely manner, so that they could better stop and kill the enemies of the Great Qin Dynasty.

The main reason why the practitioners, including Bai Shanshui and Zhao Jianlu, were always in awe of Changling and reluctant to enter the city was the existence of these turrets that could quickly detect their movements.

As long as they make a move in Changling, they must quickly get out of Changling, otherwise they will never be able to leave.

Each turret is equipped with powerful surgical instruments, and the guards are not weak practitioners. Shen Xuan was a heavy minister of the Great Qin Dynasty. He was assassinated, and the guards of the Turret City had originally assumed the responsibility of protecting him.

What’s more, when Mo Shoucheng died, when the city guards were handed over to Huang Zhenwei’s hands, Huang Zhenwei and Shen Xuan became the new giants in Changling City.

In the eyes of these city guard generals who are loyal to Huang Zhenwei, since Shen Xuan and Huang Zhenwei are the newest giants cultivated by Zheng Xiu, they are now the left and right arms, it is possible for the people from Jiaodong County to assassinate Shen Xuan now. Assassinate Huang Zhenwei.

This is the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.

However, Huang Zhenwei, who was silently watching the long misty dragon in the rain, heard such a question, but shook his head and said, “Don’t move.”

“Why?” None of these guards understood, it was still the leader who was still the leader and asked.

Huang Zhenwei said: “I am different from him. Jiaodong County will kill him. The Holy Master will not have any opinions, but the Holy Master will not allow Jiaodong County to kill me.”

These guards all thought of what happened in the Lushan League at the same time, and they all understood what Huang Zhenwei meant.

“That’s it?” The leader was silent for a moment, and said: “The saint will not need it forever, let alone depend on someone forever.”

Huang Zhenwei nodded, “But even if you want to move, there will be a more appropriate time.”

In the long dragon of water mist, invisible long swords are constantly formed.

These long swords kept falling on Shen Xuan, who had brought out the long water mist. Not only did a puff of mulch-like grayness splash back, but also scarlet blood.

Zheng Bainiao flew with his hand in the wind and rain.

He is very satisfied.

Whether in the vision of the practitioner who saw such a scene or in his perception, Shen Xuan at this time was like a dragon’s head, and he was a practitioner standing on the back of a long dragon very casually.

This long dragon is undoubtedly very powerful, but facing his sword intent is powerless to resist, the more casual he is at this time, the stronger he appears to be.

The most important thing is that there will be countless practitioners in Changling to see such a battle.

The strength that the world knows is far more satisfying and satisfying than thinking that oneself is strong.

A small boat stayed in a small river in the suburbs of Changling.

A Taoist wearing a green shirt sat in the awning of Ye Xiaozhou.

The river was rippling gently, and the side of the boat rubbed the reeds.

He was waiting for that long misty rain dragon to rush out of Changling and passing here.

This fashion is far away, so he still has leisure.

Suddenly, this Daoist in Qingshan suddenly changed his color. In his perception, there was an aura projected from the sky like a raging meteorite, and its potential was more than twice as fast as the long misty dragon fleeing in the Great Tomb.

Just like a sword, no matter what the realm of the practitioner, if it is too fast, there is no successor, but it means violent and no room for maneuver.

The Daoist in Qingshan, who was indistinguishable from his age, did not hesitate at all. There was no sword in his hand, but a sharp sharp sword scabbing sound suddenly sounded in his body.

A sword light like sheep fat and white jade lit up in his hand, and the sitting Ye Xiaozhou instantly turned into countless fragments, like countless butterflies flying out.

As his sword power pointed upwards, there was a rumbling in the sky, like a giant mountain sliding towards. In the waters of this Fangye River, all the reeds were broken, driven by his sword, thousands of arrows snorted. Shot on.

These reeds have dried up in the winter, especially at this time, broken and lifeless. However, they traveled through the air at a speed faster than an arrow, and the sharp friction with the vitality of the heaven and the earth caused by him was wiped out. The palpitations of vitality and greenness.

The energies of the heavens and the earth surging like a mountain make these reeds miraculously green, as if growing rapidly in the soil, a green screen was formed in the air in an instant.

At the same time, countless blue sword lights were born from the zombies and white jade-like sword in his hand, like countless vines growing endlessly towards the sky.

There was a loud explosion.

The practitioner who fell from the sky broke the green screen, intersecting the natal sword in his hand with a violent shock wave.

The Taoist snorted and slammed half of his body into the water below. However, after all, he caught the terrifying sword, and with a wave, the cultivator who had attacked from above also counter-shocked.

“Why split life and death with me!”

Using two secret techniques that are rare in the world to stop this blow from the incoming person, this Daoist’s blood is tumbling, and his body is numb. However, at this moment, he forcibly speaks out without asking the person’s identity. He just shouted: “No matter what you have to do with Shen Xuan, you should understand that the practitioners who are blocking him here today are determined to be more than me! If you come in this way, most of the true essence in your body has already burned out, even if you can kill me. , Can you leave again?”

“Spring is strong, you are He Chunyi, the worship of the Changling Mausoleum guarded by the mansion of Lihou.”

Wu Yu’s figure was arrogantly anchored in the flying cyan debris. His clothes had been torn to pieces by the strong vitality of the world, even more torn than the clothes worn by beggars, but the sword in his hand was extraordinarily special. Dazzling, the whole body is golden to the extreme.

He frowned and looked at this cold-faced Taoist, making no secret of his contempt: “Li Hou used to send his only son outside the pass to please the rich and powerful, but now he has fallen to Jiaodong County again. Among the thirteen princes of the Great Qin, the most spineless mansion is.”

The Daoist in Qingshan is the Li Hou Mansion who enshrines He Chunyi in Changling Town Mansion, the master who grew up with Li Hou in the army, and is also the strongest practitioner among the seven realms of Li Hou staying in Changling Town Mansion. .

At this time, hearing the other party’s words, the worshiper of Lihou’s mansion suddenly ignited a faint anger, and sneered, “Do you think other Hou mansions have backbone? If they are backbone, Changling City will be so quiet again. Why should I wait here?”

“On the sidelines is much better than being an accomplice.”

Wu Yu stepped his feet on the water, crossed his sword on his chest, looked at He Chunyi, and solemnly said, “Please.”

In Changling, this is an invitation to a duel.

The corners of He Chunyi’s mouth twitched a little, and he took out the sword without hesitation.

The white jade sword in his body was violently pouring into his hand like a lake bursting with a bank, but the sword intent that emerged from the white jade sword was extremely soft, with a unique sense of harmony.

The vitality of the heaven and the earth that fell in the sky fell in the distance, but it rushed to his side from the ground quickly.

Hundreds of cyan sword lights spun around him, like growing vines interspersed and densely woven.

His sword is defensive.

Although he is a rare powerhouse among the seven realms, he is only an insignificant chess piece today. In his opinion, even if he is entangled with each other here, someone will still stop Shen Xuan.

The opponent rushed to this place at the cost of burning most of his true essence, and it was definitely not a long-term battle.

From any point of view, he is the best choice to deal with the most defensive sword.

But the key is that he must be able to hold the sword.

When he took out the sword, Wu Yu had also taken out the sword.

When the cyan vine-like sword light was woven into a cocoon, firmly guarding him in the middle, he saw two golden lights flying on Wu Yu’s sword, like two huge wings, becoming more and more in his vision The bigger it is, it instantly occupies all of his perception, obscures the sky, and fills all the world outside of him.

Two huge golden wings were photographed.

There was a boom.

The water in this wild river was completely dry, and then he continued to press down with the sword light that wrapped him, and continued to press into the ground, and he didn’t know how many feet deep in a breath.

“There is such a magnificent sword intent!”

He Chunyi’s complexion changed drastically, and this thought just emerged in his mind. The sword light outside him could no longer withstand the pressure, and it instantly broke apart.

The sword light shattered, and it was his body that shattered along with it.

Titicaca…

His body exploded like a stone and plunged into the surrounding soil.

…

“Honghu sword?”

Zheng Bainiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression became solemn. Like many practitioners in Changling City, he saw the two sword lights that looked like huge golden wings.