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Chapter 288 He killed people indiscriminately below the thirteen realms, and above the saints, I shouldered it all (Happy Dragon Boat Festival!)
The appearance of the Taoist nun undoubtedly disrupted the balance of the scene.

Especially this sword.

It amazed many people.

This sword directly broke through Luo Lingxiao's sword formation, allowing the sky to see light again. Its power was comparable to that of a sword immortal.

As Yun Qinghe spoke, everyone looked at him.

"I have heard that Yunxu Tianjun of Tianshi Mansion has accepted a young girl from the mortal world as his disciple. This girl is a rare sword fairy seed in the world. She is born with a sword fetus and has the blood of the medieval sword fairy."

"It is rumored that after the age of sixteen, the sword fetus between the eyebrows is gestated into a fairy sword, called Sky Burial, which can destroy a country."

"That flying sword behind her, could it be the Immortal Sword Sky Burial!"

After learning Yun Qinghe's identity, many cultivators present showed expressions of shock on their faces.

"It's Yun Qinghe?"

Li Muwan was quite surprised to see Yun Qinghe.

"From what I know, this Taoist nun has a cold personality and keeps people at a distance. I didn't expect that she would actually stand on the side of the new ruler of Dayan."

Wu Xun, who was standing by, was not surprised and said calmly, "Rather than saying it was her, it's better to say it was the Tianshi Mansion. As far as I know, when Lu Mingyuan was still a prince, the Tianshi Mansion had already stood on his side."

"Who is the Heavenly Master behind her from the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

"It's the Five Thunder Immortals." Li Muwan said with a sharp gaze.

Wu Xun looked puzzled.

Li Muwan explained: "When I was young, my father asked me to go to the Tianshi Mansion to study Taoism, but the Taoist traditions were incompatible, so I had to withdraw halfway and worship at Huolong Tianshan."

"Lu Mingyuan is so honorable that even the Five Thunder Immortals came in person to protect him." The fourth prince Song Guangyao was amazed.

The status of the Five Thunder Immortals in the Tianshi Mansion and even in the Taoist Alliance is second only to the Old Tianshi. He is one of the top three in strength among the many Taoist Tianshi.

Seeing that the Tianshi Mansion came to disrupt the situation.

Immortal Haoyue, Immortal Qinglu, Dragon King Dongao, Zhenyuanzi, Wanluo Sword Immortal and others looked unhappy.

"Is the Immortal also here to watch the battle?" Ziwei Tianlao saw this, smiled and said in a voice transmission.

"Exactly."

The Five Thunder Immortals chuckled: "To prevent some people from being dishonest and bullying the weak."

His words had a hidden meaning.

Immortal Haoyue said angrily: "Old Wulei, don't go too far!"

The Five Thunder Immortal sneered and said, "If you don't agree, come and fight. I haven't fought for a hundred years, and my bones are itching."

A white-haired Taoist priest with a colorful green deer under his crotch shook his head and said, "You still have such a bad temper. Can't you be a little gentler?"

The Five Thunders Immortal snorted and said, "That's all I have to say today. Below the thirteenth realm, Lu Mingyuan kills at will, but above the saints, I will shoulder the responsibility."

"Those who don't respect the rules, ask my palm thunder if it agrees."

Many great men of the upper third rank looked very happy when they heard these words.

But no one made any sarcastic remarks.

Everyone knows that this person has this kind of temper.

If you make a mockery of them, a fight might really break out.

The strength of the Five Thunder Immortal is here, the peak of the Thirteenth Realm.

Even a Confucian sage would have a headache if he came.

The Five Thunders Heavenly Heart Orthodox Method came from the founder of Taoism. It is a fairy method with a long tradition. The Five Thunders Immortal is the only one who has practiced it almost to perfection.

In the battlefield.

Lu Mingyuan discovered that the sword formation had been broken at some point.

Suddenly, he could sense the breath and location of Luo Lingxiao and the other cultivators.

Lu Mingyuan swung his sword back and stabbed behind him.

The sharp sword intent in the body merged with the power of destiny, and the sword light increased greatly.

"Shh!"

Where the sword shines.

Everything is hidden, nothing can escape.

The famous sword Yang Su and the Bi Chi that stabbed from behind collided with each other.

Luo Lingxiao only felt that the power unleashed by Lu Mingyuan's sword was like an overwhelming force, and his body flew backwards out of control.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and he couldn't help but ask, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Dragon-slaying sword technique!"

Lu Mingyuan's body danced like flowing light and he thrust out with a sword.

"Form 12!"

In an instant, the sword energy roared out like a dragon, and enveloped Luo Lingxiao with overwhelming force.

"Oh!"

Luo Lingxiao was knocked flying by this blow.

Spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, his mind moved, and all the true meaning of swordsmanship between heaven and earth gathered above his head, condensing into a shadow that looked down upon the sword immortal.

"Thousand Turns Divine Sword Kill!"

Countless and tens of millions of sword energies, like rivers, flew around Luo Lingxiao and gathered towards the flying sword Bi Chi. The sword was drawn at lightning speed, and the sword energy was crisscrossed, tearing the space apart and breaking the blockade of Lu Mingyuan's sword intent domain.

From afar, the vast canyon was completely covered by sword intent.

There was sword energy in the air.

In the sea, every drop of water turns into a sword shape with strong penetrating power.

"The deterrent field formed by the fight between these two people is enough to make even the upper third-grade beings tremble with fear, right?"

“Any cultivator below the level of Saint who dares to enter within a hundred miles of them will surely die. Even Luo Lingxiao himself will be no exception without the protection of the Bi Chi Sword Spirit.” The old Sword Saint of the Nanli Dynasty said this as he urged his vital energy to flow into his eyes to watch the battle.

A meaningful voice sounded above the sea.

"How can such an interesting battle be without me?"

This voice separated Luo Lingxiao and Lu Mingyuan instantly.

Lu Mingyuan discovered that there was a woman with a powerful sword spirit in his sense of vital energy.

"How did you come?"

He looked up and saw Yun Qinghe, and was extremely surprised.

Yun Qinghe raised his head slightly, as if to take credit, and said, "If I don't come, you will be trapped in this sword formation for several hours. By then, the battle situation will be different."

"How can a mere sword formation be so powerful?" Lu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows.

"You can underestimate him, but you can't underestimate Bi Chi. The main reason why Luo Lingxiao fought you for so long with this sword was because the sword spirit possessed him. This sword spirit was able to fight you for so long, which is quite capable."

"Oh?"

A look of surprise flashed across Lu Mingyuan's face, and he realized that the person fighting with him was not pure Luo Lingxiao, but the sword spirit of the flying sword.

Yun Qinghe glanced at Luo Lingxiao and crossed his arms, saying, "I don't think he can hold on for much longer. Give him the final blow."

"it is good."

In the void.

The sky above Lu Mingyuan's head was emitting colorful divine clouds, and under his feet there was a long river of sword energy. His body seemed to be burning, emitting an extremely dazzling light.

The power of heaven and earth continuously gathers in the past.

The power fluctuations in his body reached their peak.

"The thirteenth dragon-slaying move, among all the methods in the world, I am the only one who can rule!"

The sword intent in Lu Mingyuan's body and the power of heaven and earth condensed into sword rules, and all rushed out of his body.

"Boom!"

The entire center of the battlefield exploded and the ground collapsed violently.

The monks standing thousands of miles away all felt a tingling sensation on their faces and a strange desire to move away from the center of the battlefield.

"Pfft!"

All of Luo Lingxiao's defenses were pierced, and his body broke into seven pieces. His blood dyed the sea red. On his way backwards, the green light emitted by the green dragon helped him to condense his body again.

After all the means were gone, Lu Mingyuan also had some sword marks on his body, but they were all calm and ethereal. He looked towards Luo Lingxiao and the other side of the Six Nations’ Tianjiao and asked:
"Do you still want to fight?"

The green Chi sword in Luo Lingxiao's hand turned into streams of light and penetrated into his body.

He lay on the ground and sighed, "No need! Your swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. I am no match for you."

The tone is quite lonely and lost.

He should have been a great man, a king, and glorious throughout the world, but he became just a foil of this era. Even his most proud swordsmanship was crushed by him. How could he not feel lonely?
Lu Mingyuan's eyes were sharp and arrogant as he stared at the immortals from the six kingdoms and three religions. He said loudly, "During the war between the seven kingdoms, I was already invincible in the world. Now, the destiny of the six kingdoms belongs to me. Who else is dissatisfied? Who else wants to fight me?"

Wherever his eyes passed, people lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the face.

"boom!"

After a long period of silence, the soldiers and monks of Dayan produced earth-shaking roars like tidal waves.

The four words "Long live His Majesty" rang out amid the shouts, never stopping.

No one dares to challenge!
Before today, everyone thought that the war between the seven nations would result in the six nations winning over Dayan, demonstrating their powerful worldly strength and boosting the morale of the nation in the upcoming war.

Who could have thought that in the end it was Lu Mingyuan alone who defeated the entire six nations?

This is the momentum of one man defeating the whole world!
Although he is young, he has already shown the spirit of the master of the world, awe-inspiring and domineering aura.

The monks of the six countries retreated like a tide, leaving the valley where the battlefield was located, and they no longer had the will to fight.

"Wait!"

As Lu Mingyuan spoke.

Things don't seem to be that simple.

Lu Mingyuan said calmly: "Only those who hand over their destiny can leave, otherwise, you will die!"

Above the sky, the sea is rippling.

The sapphire blue ancient ship swayed gently in the waves.

Someone in the flying boat couldn't sit still anymore.

There are many powerful people talking about it.

Some people were excited by Lu Mingyuan's powerful fighting ability.

Someone's face darkened, gloom appeared in his eyes, and he looked unhappy.

Someone looked worried and whispered to the monk next to him.

They knew that Lu Mingyuan was about to start the reckoning.

(End of this chapter)