Fu Canglu

Chapter 189 Confrontation
The curtain formed by the wind blade was pierced by a sword, and then broke open mercilessly
His Highness paused slightly, sensing someone pulling behind him, still expressionless, his eyes brimming with red, he moved forward abruptly, stomping down three steps in a row, the ground cracked, the lotus in his hand screamed, and finally waved A moon-shaped sword wind broke through layers of wind blades, as if entering no man's land!

This sword actually vaguely has the embryonic form of the field of kendo!

But what makes people palpitate is the terrifying and unparalleled killing power in the sword intent. In the mixed sword intent fluctuations, countless negative emotions hit like a disaster, and bombarded out like a tide!

This is an extremely evil sword intent!
scarlet.

A song ended forcefully.

Fuqu's bell falls to the ground
Yi Xiao stubbornly raised his head, staring at the street that should have been a mess but was intact as before. At this moment, there was silence everywhere.

The buildings on both sides of the street are intact, and the road surface is flat.

And whether it was the masked luthier or the dumb girl who was pulling her black robe desperately behind her, they all disappeared out of thin air.

Then His Highness spat out a mouthful of blood, his complexion was golden, he stumbled back, smiled miserably, and could only sit cross-legged.

After a while, Yi Xiao turned pale, staring at the Fuqu sword that was still trembling on the ground, and murmured in a low voice: "What a vicious method."

The ancient scrolls in the Qiliang library once mentioned the word epiphany, saying that this word is as important as ten thousand weights, and it is really a great opportunity that can be encountered but not sought after. Once enlightened, it is better than ten years of hard work.

And in the melody of the zither just now, my own sense of great power and wisdom was forced out and forcibly sprouted, and the ignorant field of swordsmanship has advanced by leaps and bounds, and has almost condensed into a prototype sword field!

It's a pity that the masked piano master is like a snake and a scorpion, and this piano sound is a poisonous gift from the Zishan master.

The sound of this piano seems to be of great benefit to him, but it actually encourages the seedlings to grow, and his intentions are really sinister.

"This ray of general power has been entrenched in my body before, and it is always fed back with the power. If it can be promoted to the eighth rank and then sprout, when it reaches the ninth rank, it will definitely become an extremely powerful level of domain." The little highness looked down. Pale, coughing up a mouthful of blood, muttering to himself.

"And this field of kendo that has been spawned."

Under the urging of the extremely murderous wave of sword domain intention fluctuations, Yi Xiao finally handed out a sword.

It was a sword with a deep killing intent, it should not have been handed out by the little highness, but the music of the zither deliberately led him to the way of killing, and then he knocked on each other, forcing himself to draw the sword!

Even though the dumb girl behind him was pulling, he still handed out that extremely bloody sword!
His Highness stretched out a hand, lowered his head, and stared at the red zigzag scratches spreading vertically and horizontally on his hand.

There was a lot of murderous thoughts there, and he regained his clarity for a moment under the pull of the dumb girl, and then stretched out a hand to try to grab his hand that was holding the sword, and scratched several bloodstains, but he still couldn't restrain the killing thoughts. Failed.
Under the psychedelic sound of the zither, his own field of kendo was forced to turn to the extreme direction of killing!

His Highness rubbed his extremely sour brows.

To understand the field of kendo of that sword, for him, almost all his savings were emptied.

The scenes engraved in my mind: the red-clothed child fetching the sword from the dragon gate, the sword master of Fengting City invited Wan Jian out of Shen Jian Lake, Wu Jinhan defeated Nan'an with a sword at the sword wine party, Jian Zongming tore the sword in the space of the sword tomb Crack the world.
These sentiments that have been deeply imprinted by me have been exhausted?
But it can only be regarded as a barely worthwhile exchange for this killing sword intent.

Just the fluctuation of the sword intent can erode the mind, making it difficult to suppress the demonic nature. The idea of ​​killing and drinking blood keeps circling in the mind, eager to try.

Undoubtedly, this is an extremely powerful sword intent.

But it is a terrifying double-edged sword, hurting others and hurting oneself!
Yi Xiao coughed up several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and adjusted the sluggish state after the "epiphany".

Only now did I clearly understand the way of the luthier.

From the first hand playing the piano, it was a chain plan set by the masked woman.

The only thing that is certain is that the masked luthier's soul power is so strong that she can fall into an illusion unconsciously. Apart from the high level of her soul power, it should also have an inseparable relationship with the piano on her body.

"This violin master has a higher soul power than mine, at least the eighth level!" Yi Xiao murmured, "Besides, her violin is also weird."

"However." Yi Xiao had a headache, and said, "Why did she come here? Just to send me a song of 'Epiphany' with ulterior motives?"

The little Highness whispered: "Could it be to take away the dumb girl?"

Yi Xiao suddenly took a deep breath.

He raised his head and looked to the sky.

There the big moon was covered by red clouds.

He raised his head and muttered to himself, "It was just an illusion."

His Highness suddenly had an extremely terrifying thought.

He fixed his eyes on the big moon covered by red clouds, trying to see something from there.

"Xuan Shangyu, you gave me an illusion."

Yi Xiao said hoarsely: "After a while, don't regret it."

An extremely mysterious mansion somewhere in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The two identical purple-shirted masters stared at the ancient scrolls spread out on the red sandalwood table.

"The Tribulation Song has already had an effect"

A great master with a calm expression said, "Yi Xiao's 'sudden enlightenment' has been fabricated. As long as he practice step by step and turn illusion into reality in the Buddha's skeleton, there will be no possibility of escape."

The other Zishan great master had lost the desire to continue watching, turned around indifferently, sat on the rosewood chair, took out the big red fan at his waist and swayed it gently.

"In the final analysis, this Buddha skeleton is a small world created by this deity. Everything in Sunset Town is illusory. If the soul power is not as good as this deity, what you see, hear, and hear is nothing but illusion." He said softly: " For so many years, except for the chess master named Wei, no one else seems to have noticed it."

The Zishan Great Master who was still leaning over the ancient scroll smiled and said, "It's a pity that he still believed in the stone tablet he saw in Sunset Town."

"These people trapped in Foke Luoyang Town are just mortals with ordinary wisdom and vulgarity. They can't see the truth clearly and are destined to be robbed in reincarnation." He shook his head and said, "And that Wei Haoran, at best, It's just a mortal with better eyesight."

"This Little Highness of Qiliang, whose soul power is a bit extraordinary. It seems that it will only be a matter of time before he becomes a prisoner among the Buddha's bones."

The smile on Xuanshang Yu's face was still there, but it froze suddenly at this moment.

On the ancient scroll.

The doll that looked like a boy in black was out of control.

He slowly raised his head, staring at himself outside the ancient scroll.

What made Xuan Shangyu a little creepy was that no matter how he moved, the doll would move his eyes and continue to stare at him.

(End of this chapter)