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Chapter 292: Controlling the Destiny of the Six Nations, Welcoming the Lord of the World, and Enthroning the New Queen of the Golden Crow
In the valley, the breeze is as fresh as air.

However, Lu Mingyuan's earth-shattering, soul-stirring sword strike just now was still unforgettable to everyone.

An old man with white hair who was about to enter the coffin looked at the remaining sword intent left by Lu Mingyuan's sword, and a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes:

"I remember now. Could this be the legendary 19-stroke dragon-slaying technique?"

The direct disciple at the side asked in surprise: "Master, are you referring to the sword saint who was famous a thousand years ago?"

"Exactly."

The old head of the sect narrowed his eyes and continued to recall: "He used his peerless sword skills to kill three great throne monsters in a row, including the notorious Dragon Lord at the time. He is a monument of the Northern Great Wall. From an unknown junior, he was canonized as a saint and known as the Sword Saint."

"The sword technique he used was the Nineteen Dragon Slaying Styles."

"Sixth move can kill all seven realms, ninth move can kill golden elixir, twelfth move can kill great Confucian scholars, sixteenth move can break the golden body of Buddhist arhats, and the physique of celestial warriors can be as white as paper. Even saints can fight with them. After eighteenth move, there will be no immortals on land in front of you, and even immortals in heaven will be a little afraid."

"That swordsman once threatened that as long as he was allowed to strike first, whether it was a Saint Grandmaster or a Sword Immortal in the Ascended Realm, as long as I was allowed to strike first, at the very least, it would be a one-for-one trade."

After hearing this, the direct disciple's eyes showed incomparable admiration, and he kept muttering, "No wonder, no wonder."

"In other words, Lu Mingyuan has inherited the legacy of the Sword Saint?"

"Probably."

Following the explanation of the old master, the people around him all had a better understanding of the origins of Lu Mingyuan's swordsmanship.

The Middle Ages was an era when many heroes emerged from all over the world.

Since the end of the mythological era, the war for deification initiated by humans has ended.

A variety of cultivation methods flourished throughout the Middle-earth, and many geniuses were born.

The Sword Saint is a peerless figure who has risen in this magnificent trend.

Many people looked at Lu Mingyuan with fear in their eyes.

As the new emperor of Dayan, Lu Mingyuan's strength exceeds that of many emperors throughout history, and he is destined to be a great figure.

"Uncle Master!"

Luo Lingxiao looked at Wanluo Sword Immortal Liu Tiandu who turned sideways, sighed, and his eyes suddenly showed despair.

His most respected uncle actually lost to Lu Mingyuan.

This meant that he would let Lu Mingyuan deal with him.

"Lu Mingyuan, you can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you!"

Luo Lingxiao gritted his teeth.

After all, he is the monarch of a country, and his scheming and strength are both top-notch. This time, he is not as skilled as others, so no matter how much he says, it will be useless, because he is not as good as others.

Facing death, I felt a sense of calmness in my heart.

"Who said you would die?" Lu Mingyuan said calmly.

"What? You're not going to kill me?"

Luo Lingxiao couldn't believe his ears and he had a strange look on his face.

Lu Mingyuan smiled faintly: "Rather than killing you, I want to see how you, who have lost your luck and cultivation method, can survive in this world."

Upon hearing this, Luo Lingxiao immediately started to curse: "Killing people and destroying their hearts! Lu Mingyuan, you really have a cruel heart!"

Lu Mingyuan pressed his big hand on the top of Luo Lingxiao's head.

A vast and boundless luck flowed from the other person's body into his own body.

All of a sudden.

Dragon shadows were flying around Lu Mingyuan and golden light was emerging.

It was as if a golden dragon came alive on the skin.

He found that compared with Cao Zongxi and Chu Longxiang.

Luo Lingxiao's luck is even stronger.

He alone basically has the share of two people.

As expected of a hero who rose from obscurity, his luck is truly mighty.

However, if someone blocks your way, he can only blame himself for his bad luck.

To destroy a person's cultivation.

Perhaps there is still a possibility of rebuilding. As long as you have good luck and encounter a chance encounter, you can still soar into the sky.

But once the luck is lost, one will completely become a mortal among the countless people.

Lu Mingyuan destroyed Luo Lingxiao's cultivation and took away his luck.

Luo Lingxiao will never have the possibility to start over.

A humble nobleman born into the Jinwu royal family finally achieved what he has today, becoming a national pride and enjoying great reputation.

How can I accept myself as an ordinary person again?

This was worse than killing him.

In fact, Lu Mingyuan doesn’t like to go around in circles, it would be easier to just kill him directly.

But he was worried.

Wanluo Sword Immortal will resurrect Luo Lingxiao.

After all, just now, Immortal Haoyue, Zhen Yuanzi and others were trying to take back Cao Zongxi's body.

It shows that they have reached this level.

It is not difficult to bring the dead back to life.

Therefore, Lu Mingyuan could only make a backup plan, take away Luo Lingxiao's luck and cultivation, spare his life, and see if Wanluo Sword Sect would give up on him.

A king who has lost his luck will only become a discarded pawn.

In addition, there is another benefit to saving Luo Lingxiao's life.

That is to let Luo Qiufu take power reasonably.

As the legitimate heir of the Jinwu Kingdom, it would be more legitimate for Luo Qiufu to handle the matter.

By that time, Luo Lingxiao will be of no use and can be killed.

Just a moment.

After absorbing all the luck, Luo Lingxiao fell to the ground. He seemed to have lost his soul. Strands of white appeared in his hair and his eyes were dull as he sat on the ground.

As for Lu Mingyuan, his aura surged again.

Lu Mingyuan now feels that his sea of ​​consciousness and physical body are more comfortable than ever before. His sea of ​​consciousness is clear, and every cell is extremely full. Everything is thriving and renewed, just like the sun at five o'clock in the morning. He feels that his cultivation, even without the blessing of his fate, has already reached the late stage of the Heavenly Man Realm.

Liu Tian couldn't bear to see this scene and returned to the flying boat.

The anger in his heart had accumulated to a limit, and he was gritting his teeth.

He was the great Wanluo Sword Immortal, and he had never suffered such humiliation.

"Master, do you still want to bring her back?" the beautiful sword servant beside him asked hesitantly.

"Shut up!" Liu Tiandu shouted.

The beautiful sword servant turned pale in an instant. He didn't expect his master to be so angry.

The other side of the sky.

The Five Thunder Immortals and the Purple Star Goddess have another look.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Liu Tiandu get so frustrated. Great!"

The Five Thunder Immortal laughed.

He never liked Liu Tian in the first place.

What Lu Mingyuan did now just gave him a chance to vent his anger.

Ziwei Tianlao also smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that Lu Mingyuan could actually practice the 16th move of the 19th move of Dragon Slaying. If he were to practice the 18th move, it would be unimaginable."

Wu Lei Shang Xian shook his head: "Although the Nineteen Dragon Slaying Styles are good, they actually consume a lot of energy and overdraw the limits of the physical body. They cannot be used too often."

"The Sword Saint died young, more or less, because of this reason."

Ziwei Tianlao looked at the ground, pursed her red lips, and looked at Lu Mingyuan with her beautiful eyes, asking: "What method did Lu Mingyuan use to take away the luck of these geniuses? Is it the secret method of Tianshi Mansion?"

Wu Lei Shangxian groaned and said, "It's not the secret method of Tianshi Mansion. It seems that there has never been such a magical power in the Taoist sect. But from what I see, it doesn't look like the evil magic method of Shengming World."

"It's neither a method of the immortal sect nor a magical power of the devil. So where does this ability come from?"

Ziwei Tianmu felt very strange.

"Perhaps, this is the opportunity for Lu Mingyuan."

The Five Thunder Immortal guessed.

Lu Mingyuan was able to fight his way out of the Nine Dragons' fight for the throne, he must have had his own opportunities and support.

It becomes more obvious as time goes on.

The Five Thunder Immortals laughed and said, "Everyone in this world has their own secrets, including you and me, right?"

Ziwei Tianlao nodded and said: "If there were no secrets, then this world would be less fun."

On this side of the valley, after Lu Mingyuan absorbed Luo Lingxiao's destiny, he looked at Li Muwan, Wu Xun and others.

"Are you going to come here by yourselves, or let me do it?"

The old swordsman Nanli said in a deep voice: "May I ask the Great Yan Emperor, is there really no room for redemption in this matter?"

"No."

Lu Mingyuan replied with empty eyes.

"When you attacked me, Da Yan, did you ever think there was room for redemption?"

"If I hadn't noticed it in advance, I'm afraid the one begging now would be me, Dayan."

Although Lu Mingyuan's words were cruel, they were also true.

If this war ends, the loser will be Da Yan.

Then he will only be worse off than he is now.

Da Yan will be divided among the six countries.

If the situation did not allow it, Lu Mingyuan would really like to kill everyone present.

Even if he wanted to, the beings in heaven would not allow him to do so.

Otherwise, it would not be as simple as just taking away the luck of the six nations.

"That's it for you."

Li Muwan looked quite cool and walked in front of Lu Mingyuan.

"your Highness!"

The old Sword Master Nanli was unwilling to give in, and his right hand had already been placed on the hilt of the magic sword behind him.

If Li Muwan didn't want to, he really planned to give it a try.

Unexpectedly, Li Muwan turned around and comforted him: "It's okay."

"Ugh!"

The old Sword Master Nanli could only loosen the hilt of the sword and sighed deeply.

The loser becomes the enemy, there is nothing that can be done about it.

Seeing her coming over, Lu Mingyuan nodded and followed suit, absorbing the luck from Li Muwan.

Li Muwan's luck ranked second, almost the same as Luo Lingxiao.

"Python Swallows Dragon" is really a good thing.

After absorbing Li Muwan's luck, Lu Mingyuan felt that he was showing signs of a breakthrough again.

Li Muwan checked her Dantian Qi Sea and said with surprise: "You won't destroy my cultivation?"

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero." Lu Mingyuan waved his hand.

Upon hearing this, Li Muwan bowed slightly and retreated.

Although she had lost her luck, she still had her cultivation.

I can still live for a long time, but it may be difficult to make further progress.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the last two dynasties, the Song Dynasty and the Silver Frost Empire, and smiled meaningfully: "Brother Wuxun, what are your plans?"

"Lu Mingyuan, I will fight with you!"

Perhaps Wu Xun couldn't bear the grievance and torture, and he almost bit his lips.

His eyes were red, his green sleeves fluttered, and he took out the dragon bracelet in his hand.

A terrifying aura emanated from the dragon bracelet.

A pair of scarlet dragon eyes lit up from behind Wu Xun.

Obviously, he wanted to use his last trump card to leave this place and didn't want Lu Mingyuan to absorb his luck.

How could he, the son of an emperor, suffer such humiliation?
Luo Lingxiao had no choice.

Li Muwan can face it calmly.

But he can't!
"Zulong, come out!"

Wu Xun untied the seal of the Great Frost Dragon Bracelet and released the most terrifying dragon inside.

"Roar!"

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

A ferocious head with a long beard, walking with the wind and clouds, covering the sky and the sun, the scales look extremely ancient, as if summoned from some ancient battlefield.

The Great Frost Ancestral Dragon was a real dragon that was kept in captivity when the Great Frost Dynasty was founded. It was fed with dragon veins and has gained the strength it has today. It can rival a third-grade dragon and is the guardian beast of the Silver Frost Empire.

However, with Wu Xun's current strength, controlling this dragon would consume a huge amount of energy, and would cost him his essence, blood, and lifespan.

His luck was no longer secure, so he couldn't care less.

"Since you are stubborn."

"Then go to hell."

Seeing Wu Xun summoning the Great Frost Dragon, Lu Mingyuan said lightly and pressed lightly with his big hand.

"Whoosh!"

A three-hundred-meter-long heavenly sword formed by the brilliant sword energy fell from the sky and pierced through the so-called Ancestral Dragon in an instant, nailing it to the ground.

"Roar"

For a moment, there was a painful wail.

It is true that the Great Frost Ancestral Dragon can rival a third-grade dragon.

But now Lu Mingyuan has already fought with the Sword Immortal.

His aura and cultivation are both at the top level. How can a tiny reptile challenge him?
Seeing this scene, Wu Xun's eyes were filled with despair.

He didn't expect that Lu Mingyuan could kill Zulong instantly.

"With Lu Mingyuan's current strength, what's the use of any trump card?" Li Muwan saw this scene, sighed, and felt a little confused about the future.

Hundreds of years have passed, and Da Yan remains unstoppable.

It seems that there is a trend of surpassing the six countries.

Could the next Destiny Dynasty still be Dayan?
If so, then what is the purpose of their existence?

Lu Mingyuan grabbed Wu Xun, who was like a dead dog, from mid-air. Without any gentleness towards him as he did towards Li Muwan, he brutally destroyed the other's cultivation and then directly absorbed his luck.

Jiang Shan, who was standing by, could only cover his chest and watch helplessly.

With his current strength, even if he gave it his all, he would probably not be a match for Lu Mingyuan.

His Dharma body was just broken by Lu Mingyuan and he suffered some injuries.

If you insist on doing it your own way.

I'm afraid he will die too.

What happened in this era that a monster like Lu Mingyuan was born?

After Lu Mingyuan finished absorbing it, he threw Wu Xun to the ground roughly without caring whether he lived or died.

Looked at the two brothers of the Song Dynasty.

"what about you?"

Facing Lu Mingyuan's questioning, he took a look at Wu Xun's experience.

Song Guangyao and Song Dun both looked helpless.

Lessons from the past, the teacher behind the car.

They can only obediently offer their destiny.

In the Dayan camp, Guanjun Hou, Sui Yuqing, Taiwei Zhenjun, Luo Qiufu and others were all proud.

"I didn't expect that we would win with such an overwhelming force."

Princess Luo Qiufu murmured.

“From today onwards, who dares to provoke Dayan or disrespect Dayan?”

She had already begun to look forward to returning to the Jinwu Kingdom and regaining power with the help of Lu Mingyuan.

Dayan should serve as the suzerain state and enthrone her as the new queen of the Jinwu Kingdom.

In this way, it can be considered legitimate.

Besides her, Sui Yuqing was also thinking about it.

Lu Mingyuan fought against six countries alone, and he certainly gained a lot of luck.

But she had things to think about.

But there are a lot.

(End of this chapter)