Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 335 The Peak of the Imperial City
The world is too boring, the sky is lonely, and I am the only immortal who walks in the mortal world, the most carefree in the world.

This is a wild statement once said by Li Changsheng, the number one expert in the world in the past.Everyone who heard it at that time was overwhelmed by the arrogance of this sentence, but some people were not only convinced, but also fascinated. They must make up their minds in their hearts and become immortals in the world.

For example, Baili Dongjun.

He clenched his saber and sword tightly, closed his eyes, and recalled Li Changsheng's demeanor that day.

That is the proud independence of an immortal in the world, and it is an absolute realm of overlooking and crushing. To surpass Ye Dingzhi today, he must force himself into the realm of an immortal.

A half-step fugue is not enough, the final half-step needs to be taken.

Ye Dingzhi also threw his Wuji stick on the ground, and suddenly pressed the long sword at his waist.

Ye Dingzhi has been wearing that sword all the time, although no one has ever seen Ye Dingzhi draw his sword during the Demon Cult's Eastern Expedition, so that some people often forget that Ye Ding used a sword from the very beginning.

The name of the sword is Xuanfeng, and it is also a famous sword.The moment he held down the sword, Ye Dingzhi also thought of his master.

The sword fairy, the rain begets the devil.

"I told you not to watch the last sword, but you should watch it anyway."

The grandeur of that sword, in Ye Ding's heart, is no less than that of Mr. Li.

Because that sword was a sword of despair, a sword of loneliness, when Yu Shengmo swung the sword, Yu Shengmo already knew that this was the last sword of his life, so it was extremely gorgeous and magnificent.

Master, our last sword is a bit different.

With this sword of mine, I want to completely cut off the fetters between myself and the past. From then on, I will be Ye Dingzhi who has no friends in the world.

Although very different.

But the same despair.

"Master, master, you said that you want me to beat Li Changsheng's disciples in the future. Today's accident happened, and it is really a battle."

On the Qingyun Terrace, the others took a deep breath.

"Jinxian, go to the imperial mausoleum and call Zhuoqing here." Emperor Mingde, who had already been beaten bruised and swollen, was not too angry at the moment, and his tone was still calm.

Jinxian was taken aback: "This..."

"Hidden appearance, don't let anyone find out." Emperor Mingde whispered.

"Yes." Jinxian immediately stepped back holding the sword.

Someone on the stage tried to walk over between the two of them with their eyes closed and concentrating, but just after taking a few steps, they were forced back by the piercing sword energy.Within three feet of the two, no one on the stage has the ability to approach.

Qi Tianchen said with emotion: "Two young talents appeared in the world at the same time. If they hadn't gone against each other, then Beili's martial arts would have completely overwhelmed Nanjue for a hundred years."

"It's a pity that they have to fight to the death now." Jinxuan clutched the wound on his chest and sneered, "National Teacher, why don't we make a bet, who can win?"

"When it comes to martial arts, Ye Dingzhi is obviously superior, but just now we competed with the two of us in internal strength, and with the interception of the two guardians at the city wall, Ye Dingzhi was injured, and now Baili Dongjun is in full swing. It's impossible to lose." Qi Tianchen shook his head and said, "But compared to worrying about their winning or losing, the superintendent seems a little too out of it?"

"I was injured today, and I won't be able to recover for three years. But I am confident that after the two of them fight to the death, I will try my best to kill Ye Dingzhi." Jinxuan suddenly sat down cross-legged and began to heal his injuries with luck.

Qi Tianchen frowned slightly. What Jinxuan said was not false. No matter how strong Ye Dingzhi was, he was at the end of his strength after a series of hard battles. Even if he barely beat Baili Dongjun, would he still be able to get down from Qingyun Terrace?As long as Jinxuan can think of it, Baili Dongjun must also be able to think of it.

But this is definitely not the result Baili Dongjun wanted.

Baili Dongjun opened his eyes at this moment.

"Master, my sword energy has been brewing for a long time but I still can't get away with it. I just suddenly thought of the reason."

Baili Dongjun stuck his saber and sword into the ground.

"No drink!"

Baili Dongjun picked up the wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, and then burped his wine full, spitting out a mouthful of sword energy.

"Good wine." Ye Dingzhi also opened his eyes.

"The name of the wine is Xuyu, which was brewed when he first entered the rivers and lakes! The so-called life and death are only in a moment, Ye Dingzhi, you can take care of it!" Baili Dongjun suddenly opened his hands, and the sword was in his hand in an instant, and he took a long step , From the light of the sword, there is also the shadow of the sword.

Ye Dingzhi also swung the last sword handed down from the sword fairy Yu Shengmo, but compared to Yu Shengmo's sword at that time, it was more magnificent, more gorgeous, and more - desperate.

He hasn't drawn his sword for many years, and he is cultivating this strong wisp of sword energy.

But I didn't want to use it on my best brother.

At some point in the sky, a dark cloud had gathered.

But although the dark clouds were big, what fell was drizzle.

After falling, it was evaporated into water mist by the scorching sword energy.

No one saw clearly the sword of that peerless duel.

Even the national teacher Qi Tianchen didn't see it clearly.

There was only a thunderclap over there, and then it returned to calm in an instant.

After half a sound, a broken sword suddenly struck out from the water mist, approaching Emperor Ming De directly.

Emperor Mingde did not change his face, glaring at the sudden broken blade.

Qi Tianchen took a step forward, swung the whisk, and knocked the broken blade to the ground.

The mist dispersed, and there were two broken swords lying on the ground.

In the past, the sword celestial rain gave birth to the demon saber Xuanfeng, and the famous sword in the fairy palace that only reappeared in the world after many years was broken today.

Baili Dongjun also lay on the ground, looking up at the raindrops, as if in a daze.

And Ye Dingzhi's chest was pierced with the full lead, only an inch in. Ye Dingzhi held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pulled out the knife directly. The sound of the blade tearing flesh was shocking.

"You were able to kill me just now, but you held back." Ye Dingzhi said coldly.

Baili Dongjun opened his mouth, as if it wasn't rain that fell from the sky, but wine.

"So you are destined not to be as carefree as your master." Ye Dingzhi turned around and looked at Emperor Mingde, "It's your turn." As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards Emperor Mingde step by step.

Jinxuan suddenly jumped up and struck at Ye Ding's palm. Ye Dingzhi seemed to have expected it, and swung his palm over. The two palms collided. Ye Ding didn't move back, but Jinxuan was completely beaten. He flew out, crashed into the bluestone wall of Qingyuntai, and passed out instantly.

Qi Tianchen sighed softly.

"That idiot only wanted to trap me, he didn't want to kill me, and he didn't want to hurt me. But now I won't retreat. He still can't figure it out." Ye Dingzhi looked at Qi Tianchen, "The national teacher still wants to A war?"

"The responsibility lies." Qi Tianchen stroked his long beard.

Baili Dongjun lay on the ground and suddenly smiled: "Master, master, I suddenly thought of my way."

The drizzle was like silk, and suddenly turned into a torrential rain.

(End of this chapter)