Fu Canglu

Chapter 454 Plucking the Strings
The city lord of Fengxue Yincheng was lying on the ground in a large font. Under the mask of the green ghost, his face seemed to be calm, but in fact, the heart of the deity on the other side of Fengxue had already exploded.

The sword energy that bloomed when the Liuxian Monument collapsed, and the white-clothed sword fairy who had no chance to appear, brought him a strong sense of oppression.

Even though he never drew his sword, he simply pressed the scabbard and stood opposite him.

The invisible pressure has already made him a little breathless.

When did the Central Plains have such a person?

He frowned and began to search the memory in his mind.

He dug out the name Jian Zongming. He was a cultivator who had become famous before the great world. He was an arrogant person who dared to raise his sword to challenge Lord Sword Master in the Ninth Rank Realm.

He is a pure swordsman.

No wonder there is such a sword energy.

The Guxiu I brought out from the Three Towers in the Little Demon Realm of Yingyue was manipulated by the incomplete string control technique. After birth, he should have the realm of a master. He Chang, this represents the ancient cultivation system of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. It will be dragged to death by evildoers by various means, and no matter how bad it is, it will be a [-]-[-] situation at the beginning.

It was cut off directly by him.

This man named Jian Zongming didn't even draw his sword.

Disdain?
Under the mask of the green ghost, the Lord of Yincheng slowly narrowed his eyes.

The man in white stood in front of him, his clothes fluttering, and he pressed the scabbard with one hand. He looked extremely indifferent, as if he had no intention of drawing his sword.

This avatar of myself has already obtained Houqing's string control technique, even if he dies in this wasteland, it is not a big loss.

If you can use the string control technique here to bring Longque's soul back to Yincheng, you will make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, the Lord of Fengxue Silver City looked at his apprentice, and saw her pale face, with one hand covering her heart, her figure was precarious, and she was about to fall, Qingshi wanted to help, but was caught by her other hand. push away.

In her soul, a very shallow thread was buried.

This is the "bad root" that has been hidden when practicing the soul power technique back then, and now it is deeply rooted, stinging shallowly in the soul, almost indistinguishable from each other, the strings twitch, and the soul trembles.

Zhong Er and Hou Qing are dead.

There is no real puppet master in this world.

How to get rid of such a curse?

How can I get rid of it?

The Lord of Fengxue Yincheng had a smile on his face, and the green ghost smiled ferociously, and looked at His Highness provocatively.

With the power of Taixu, he said softly: "You are now a monster, the disciples of Yincheng can't kill you, and the Northern Wei Dynasty can't do anything to you, you have risen."

His Highness took a deep breath, raised his foot, and landed heavily.

The hilt of the Da Yuan Qi sword was lowered by three points again, and the limbs of the Yincheng city lord were sunken upwards by the sword energy, and then fell again, but the sound of the power of Taixu didn't stop.

"You have no opponent in the Purple Mansion, even if I can't come out of Yincheng to kill you with my own hands, you still have no way to kill me, can you?"

There was a tinge of sarcasm in his voice.

"I know what you can't let go of."

It's not loud, but everyone can hear it.

"You want to kill me because you want to avenge Mu Hongyi who died in Luoyang City."

His Highness's body trembled slightly.

"A burden to mortals."

The art of string control controls people's hearts.

People's hearts make strings and fiddle with people's hearts.

"It sounds really domineering for you to draw your sword and kill someone for the sake of a woman."

"The one who wants to kill is the master of the beloved."

"You tell me, tell everyone here, my apprentice, how is he not as good as that Mu family girl?"

Speech.

His Highness began to breathe harder.

The eyes of the city lord of Fengxue Yincheng were clear, and his expression gradually became ferocious as he watched His Highness jokingly.

Jian Zongming, the lord of the Great Bright Palace, looked calm. Seeing that Xi Lianyi was showing signs of becoming obsessed, his vitality was fluctuating, and the black and white colors of the Dayuanqi sword were no longer stable, but black gradually occupied most of it. dominance.

Controlling people's hearts, one end is Yi Xiao, and the other end is Wei Lingshan.

Jian Zongming doesn't care about the final outcome of this play, he doesn't understand the relationship between men and women in the world, so this kind of string control technique is just a ridiculous and stupid trick to him.

Father, like son,

The little highness of the authorities and the princess have been drawn into the game by the string technique of the puppet master.

The onlookers were a little shocked.

Two of the top cultivators today, their hearts were agitated by a few words, and their cultivation levels were unstable.

Most of the people were only palpitated by the horror revealed by the string control technique. For the rest, Qingshi tried to break the deadlock through sound transmission several times, but was cut off by the invisible barrier of sword energy.

Young master Xiaotao and Xi Yao both tried to break the situation by their own means, but they were blocked and cut off by Jian Zongming's invisible sword energy.

The lord of the Great Bright Palace stopped in front of everyone, still saying the same thing.

"Mixed with what."

This is not an imposing rhetorical question.

It was a declarative sentence with a very flat tone, extremely flat.

Jian Zongming beheaded the three puppets whose cultivation base was obviously higher than that of the little highness, and cut the cultivation base of the Yincheng City Lord to the ninth rank.

He shaved the combat power of the Lord of Yincheng to the extreme, wasn't it just to increase the odds of winning for His Royal Highness?

Now the Lord of Yincheng has used the technique of string control, which is a desperate fight for the fish in the dry marsh, but he turns a blind eye to it.

why?
When leaving the immortal monument.

Looking at the scar on Jian Zongming's forehead, His Royal Highness couldn't help asking, "This scar?"

Jian Zongming is a very strange person.

But his temper doesn't seem to be that bad.

He said lightly, "Sixteen."

Yi Xiao wanted to say that the scar was engraved with the characters "Sixteen and Two", and she could see it herself. After thinking about it, she hesitated to speak.

"It was engraved by my master." Jian Zongming narrowed his eyes and added, "It's not the Lord of the Mountain."

His Highness gave a slight raise, and heard him say again: "My master is dead, and Xiao Wu is also dead, so I hate practitioners of string control."

The cause and effect before and after is a little far-fetched.

But Yi Xiao could understand.

Yi Xiao could guess that the Xiao Wu that Jian Zongming was talking about should be the Jian Wu mentioned by Hou Qing.

Sword five, sword sixteen.

Jian Zongming said without emotion: "After going out, let's have a fair fight."

His Highness took a deep breath, clenched his fists, touched each other, and hummed heavily.

Jian Zong knew that Yi Xiao didn't understand what he meant.

The Lord of the Great Bright Palace lowered his eyebrows and shook his head.

He added: "No one will help you in that fight after you go out."

Yi Xiao was a little perplexed.

"You should understand what I mean, that fight is not simply a sword, and then fight."

Jian Zongming said calmly: "The more you struggle with the string planted by the string master, the more painful it will be. Only by cutting it off yourself can you really break free from it."

His Highness pursed his lips slightly.

"They can't help you, and neither can I."

Jian Zongming patted His Highness on the shoulder.

"He will definitely use string control. All you have to do is find that string and cut it off."

(End of this chapter)