The wisdom is against the sky: people in Daqin, the maid Shao Siming

Ying Chen looked at Hong Xixiang, whose whole body was trembling slightly under his sword, and could not help but shout again.

He even didn't care that he was almost at the end of his life.

With Ying Chen's renewed effort.

“Click, click, click…”

The silver-white giant sword in Hong Xixiang's hand suddenly made a cracking sound.

Looking at the sword body, it was covered with cracks without me noticing, and it seemed like it would break in the next second.

After seeing this scene, Ying Chen finally felt the hope of victory.

His sword became more fierce and powerful.

However, due to the excessive extraction of his internal energy, blood even flowed from the corners of Ying Chen's mouth.

"boom!!!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

The silver-white giant sword summoned by Hong Xixiang could no longer block Ying Chen's attack and was chopped into pieces by Ying Chen!

At the same time, as the silver giant sword shattered, a

A sword energy in the shape of a sword suddenly shot out from the golden giant sword.

Taking advantage of Hong Xixiang's great shock, it instantly pierced through his body.

In almost the blink of an eye, the bright red blood dyed Hong Xixiang's Taoist robe red, and even dripped onto the ground from time to time.

However, despite this, Hong Xixiang did not die.

At the last moment, he relied on his instincts acquired from years of fighting to avoid attacks on his vital parts.

but.

At this moment, Hong Xixiang saw his own injuries, and then looked at Ying Chen not far away, who could only stand with the help of Qiuli Sword, with more appreciation and admiration in his eyes.

Although Ying Chen did not kill him, he only seriously injured him, leaving him with the strength to fight.

If the fight continues, Ying Chen will probably only be able to burn his essence.

"It seems that this battle is still a draw after all."

"But it's not surprising. A fight of this level is really hard to tell the winner!"

Think of this.

Hong Xixiang took a few steps reluctantly and looked at Ying Chen opposite him, as if he wanted to say something.

But the next second, his face changed drastically!

At this moment, Hong Xixiang felt a great threat, a feeling he had never felt before.

It even made him feel more desperate than when he was weak and faced almost invincible enemies.

But unfortunately, it was too late for him to discover the abnormality.

Or, even if he knew it in advance, there was nothing he could do.

Almost in an instant, a lavender flame wrapped with an inexplicable power completely surrounded Hong Xixiang and burned violently.

However, Hong Xixiang, who was burned by the flames, did not choose to use his internal energy to put out the fire.

Instead, he turned his head and stared blankly at the crowd in the distance.

His gaze finally fell on Sangsang. His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and there was even a flash of fear in his eyes.

To know.

Even when facing Ying Chen, Hong Xixiang was only horrified and shocked, but never afraid.

But at this moment, even Ying Chen, who was standing opposite him, could see the uneasiness in Hong Xixiang's heart.

But soon, Hong Xixiang calmed down again, with a bitter smile in his eyes.

"I see, I see..."

He looked at Sangsang not far away, then looked at Ying Chen and sighed.

Finally, a hint of relief seemed to flash across Hong Xixiang's eyes.

He cares about the fire burning in himself and what consequences it will bring to him.

Instead, he bowed respectfully to Ying Chen.

"Master Yingchen, you have won this battle."

"After that, I will dissolve into a soldier and continue cultivating for another three hundred years."

"At the same time, I will give the luck rewarded by Heaven to you and Hongyi as my compensation to you."

"After all, I will never forget the kindness of Taiyi Mountain in teaching the Dao."

"But I really don't want to give up the red dress to you. I'm just deceiving myself."

At this moment, Hong Xixiang seemed to be a dying man. His words were kind, and his tone was full of respect and sincerity, which was completely different from before.

But Ying Chen was a little confused at this time.

The sword just now had consumed almost all of his energy, leaving almost no trace in his body.

At this time, Ying Chen could no longer launch an attack, and he even decided in his heart that even if he had to burn his own essence, he would defeat Jiang Hong Xixiang until he was defeated.

But before he could burn his origin, Hong Xixiang on the opposite side suddenly began to burn with purple flames all over his body, as if Ying Chen had ignited it.

But Ying Chen knew that this was definitely not done by him.

But when he noticed that Hong Xixiang was looking at Sangsang in the crowd, Ying Chen vaguely guessed it.

I'm afraid it was Sangsang who took action...

Chapter 178: Luck and Merit, Surprise Harvest

But it's not surprising.

After all, Hong Xixiang is the reincarnation of Lu Dongxuan, the founder of Lu Zu, so it goes without saying that he has excellent aptitude.

Even if it is just Li Yang, he can be called the man who shoulders both the Way of Heaven and the Way of Sword, and he will never be a person who gains fame in vain.

And after fighting with Lu Zu, Ying Chen understood even more how powerful Lu Zu was.

Even in a weak state, he can still fight back and forth with me.

He even almost exhausted his internal energy, forcing himself to burn his blood essence before he could be sure of defeating him.

If Lu Zu was in his prime, it would be hard to say what the final outcome would be.

therefore.

If you don't care, let it grow naturally.

In the future, he may not necessarily be much weaker than Mencius's second incarnation, Ke Haoran.

This kind of genius is naturally a trouble for Sangsang.

Why not weaken the enemy in advance, especially an enemy so weak that it has almost no way to resist?

Even Ying Chen felt that.

If Sangsang had not believed that she controlled herself, her outcome would probably not be much better than that of Hong Xixiang, the reincarnation of Lu Zu.

And just as Ying Chen was thinking.

Hong Xixiang dragged his weak and burning body, slowly took a few steps forward and stood in front of Ying Chen.

"Mr. Ying Chen."

"You won this battle. Sorry for causing trouble for you and Red!"

Having said that, Hong Xixiang turned and looked at Xu Zhihu.

"That's okay..."

But soon, Hong Xixiang turned his head, no longer daring to look at Xu Zhihu, and sighed softly.

And in just a moment.

The lavender flame on Hong Xixiang's body became increasingly strong, illuminating the surroundings.

Even Hong Xixiang's body was covered with cracks, as if ceramic was burnt.

At this time, Hong Xixiang didn't seem to care about his physical condition at all, and spoke to Ying Chen.

"I will repay you for your kindness in teaching me."

"I only ask you, sir, to be nicer to Hong Yi and not let her suffer the same reincarnation pain as before."

After hearing what Hong Xixiang said, Ying Chen looked at Hong Xixiang, whose figure was gradually breaking into pieces and beginning to dissipate like quicksand, and said lightly.

"Zhihu is my woman, so you don't have to worry about that."

"You should think about it yourself."

Hearing Ying Chen's words, Hong Xixiang gave a bitter smile.

"There is no hope for this life. The next time we meet, I'm afraid the world will have changed a lot."

After saying that, Hong Xixiang shook his head and looked at Ying Chen seriously.

"Master Yingchen, I believe you can take good care of Hongyi and make her happy."

"Therefore, I have no regrets in this life."

Hong Xixiang's voice was full of vicissitudes. He said that he had no regrets, but it seemed that his heart was full of regrets.

Then, he turned around and took one last look in the direction of Wudang Mountain.

"Brother, I am incompetent after all. I will leave first."

Then he snapped his fingers suddenly, and a light golden light shot up into the sky and rushed towards the direction of Wudang Mountain.

Ying Chen watched Hong Xixiang's actions and did not stop him.

That golden light was the divination and luck that Hong Xixiang left for Wudang Mountain before his death. It posed no threat to Ying Chen.

As he was about to die, Ying Chen no longer had any hostility towards Hong Xixiang.

When Hong Xixiang saw that Ying Chen did not stop him, a look of relief appeared on his face.

Then he bowed respectfully to Ying Chen, "Thank you for your tolerance, sir."

After saying that, without waiting for Ying Chen to answer, he stomped the ground hard and soared into the sky.

.........

......

...

Standing high in the sky, the purple flames kept burning, causing Hong Xixiang's body to fall to the ground from the sky like ceramic fragments.

But when they were in the air, the fragments were blown away by the wind before they even hit the ground.

Hong Xixiang's figure became increasingly illusory.

And this time.

Hong Xixiang suddenly spoke, speaking loudly to the heaven and earth.

"Five hundred years ago I was a wandering monk named Lü Dongxuan, fifty years ago I was at Mount Longhu, and now I am at Mount Wudang, where there is a flood washing away the elephants."

"In this world, I have accumulated merits for seven hundred years."

"I swear that I am willing to cultivate the righteous path of heaven and earth for another three hundred years!"

"I am willing to give all the luck here to Hongyi and the third son of the Qin Empire, Yingchen, to repay your kindness in preaching."

The young Taoist priest's voice was like a huge bell, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.

And as the young Taoist priest finished speaking.

The next second, bursts of bells rang out in the sky.

Golden lotuses of merit bloomed in the sky, and then two golden beams of light surrounded Ying Chen and Xu Zhihu.

Ying Chen didn't know how Xu Zhihu felt.