My brother is wicked in the five elements

Chapter 155 The End of Chang'an
In the Daoist Palace, a group of elders stood on the Daotai, looking at the blade fragments flying from the mountains and the ocean in the blue autumn sky, their faces were full of horror, because they realized that she had finally returned .
Tianxin Sword Pavilion, at the bottom of the dark valley, at the bottom of the dark valley, beside the quiet pool, in front of the nameless grass hut, the strongest swordsman in the world slowly lifted up, looking at the blade fragments flying in one direction in the sky, grass The sword in Luli began to hum and tremble slightly.

In the White Horse Temple, Zenzi was closing his eyes tightly and knocking on the wooden fish with his head lowered. Suddenly he opened his eyes and walked to the sill window. Between looming.Zenzi smiled slightly, but said nothing.

There is no wind in the world, but there is wind. The wind comes from the fairy world, and it also comes from the mortal world. It draws a straight line between the heaven and the earth, and reaches Chang'an.

Those countless blade fragments passed through the clouds above 39 Ru Lane, through the small lakeside buildings beside Zhuque Street, through the turbulent inner courtyard of the imperial palace, and pierced into the void!
In the fruitless realm, the countless blade fragments began to gather slowly, and finally condensed on the thin knife in Xu Tianming's hand, turning into a new blade.

Ding--

An extremely natural, top-down reflection reflects the original appearance of this knife.

Li Si frowned watching this weird scene, and couldn't help but nodded and said.

"Your knife is really good, and you can force your way into my fruitless situation. However, if you think that you can beat me with a good knife, that would be too fantastic."

After finishing speaking, Li Si shouted loudly and urged the Wordless Heavenly Book to rise into the sky. His body instantly swelled hundreds of times, and he suddenly pressed down on Xu Tianming!

But in the face of such a fierce and terrifying attack, Xu Tianming just smiled lightly, and there was a sense of nothing more in the smile.

next moment.

He's out.

The saber technique that Xu Tianming used was totally different from almost all the techniques of controlling swords and swords in the world. The vast majority of practitioners controlled flying knives and flying swords with their minds, and used weapons as tools to kill people. The strongest ability in this world is to kill people three thousand miles away invisible.

But Xu Tianming was not so elegant, he was like a novice in the Qi Refining Realm, he just walked up with a knife, walked faster and faster, and then started to run faster.

The steps are steady, and there is a hint of madness in the complexion.

"Looking for death!" Li Si sneered.

He didn't expect that there are still people in this world who would dare to forcibly use a heaven-level magic weapon, and the end of such a stupid operation must be life and death!

however.

It was at the moment when Xu Tianming was photographed in the Wordless Book of Heaven.

But the broken blades on the thin knife suddenly spread out, flying in the air like countless butterflies.

Immediately afterwards, all the broken blades exerted force together, twisting and squeezing the Wordless Book of Heaven.

Chi Chi Chi! ! !
The pages in the wordless book were constantly smashed and flew out.

This invincible heavenly artifact was easily smashed, and the fragments flew in mid-air
Li Si's face was pale, with two streams of bright red blood spilling from the corners of his lips. He really couldn't understand how the tyrannical and incomparable heavenly book forged with his lifelong Confucian ideas could be destroyed so easily.

Xu Tianming didn't seem to care about this, he just glanced at Li Si, his blood-colored pupils drew a graceful arc in the air, and he continued to rush towards him in a treacherous figure.

Li Si showed a look of horror.

He hurriedly grasped the shadow sword, wanting to make a final fight with it.

Seeing Li Si like this, Xu Tianming finally smiled, but there was a hint of disdain in the smile.

He tilted his head back, and slashed forward in an extremely strange posture, without any other superfluous movements.

The shadow sword grazed his scalp.

And his saber flashed like lightning, cutting towards Li Si in an instant.

Then Li Si let out a muffled snort, and his bloated right arm broke away from his body, flying towards the top of the palace with blood on it.

"Hahahaha." Suddenly, Li Sizhuang laughed wildly. He looked at Xu Tianming with a controlled smile and said, "My blood contains the most powerful shackles in the world. Your power, your knife is stained with my blood, it can no longer be used! In this way, you still have to die here today!"

Confucian immortals have practiced for hundreds of years, transformed the power of confinement and shackles from the powerful and solid Neo-Confucianism they have learned, and mastered it perfectly, even deep into the bone marrow, literally.

"I think you may have made some mistakes." Xu Tianming looked at Li Si and said calmly, "One of the things is that this knife is called Qiandao. There should be no thing in this world that can imprison it. exist"

"Thousands?" Li Si frowned as he looked at the knife in Xu Tianming's hand. He seemed to have remembered something, something he had heard, a legendary past.

"Another thing..." Xu Tianming looked indifferent, without too much emotion on his face. He pinned the long knife to his waist, suddenly bent his knees, clenched his right fist, and threw it at Li Si's body!
I can feel that there is an extremely terrifying and pure madness in his fist!

Li Si's expression became solemn, and he quickly recited a mantra, and his body was filled with the aura of nine levels of Confucian mantras.

A loud bang.

Xu Tianming's punch pierced through Li Si's nine-layer body protection mantra aura!
Xu Tianming's fist hit that terrified, wrinkled old face.
The next moment, Li Si's head burst like a watermelon, and a blood mist rose from the sky and the earth.
"Even if I don't use this knife, you are still no match for me." Xu Tianming finished what he said just now, and then watched Li Si's crippled body burst out with a few wisps of white smoke, and fled frantically in all directions.

Those are the souls of Confucian immortals.

For those who have practiced to the Three Wonderlands, the three souls and seven souls are so strong that they can be separated from the body and remain immortal.

So in order to prevent future troubles forever, Xu Tianming raised his long knife again.

The blade fluttered, and after a miserable howl, all the scenes in the world here quietly collapsed
"Ha~ Under the Three Wonderlands, they are all ants." She uttered her favorite catchphrase thousands of years ago.

Xu Tianming returned to the real world.

He turned his head and shouted a word towards the door.

"come in."

Hearing the sound, a little foot stepped in from the door.

Zenzi walked into the hall, looked up at Mozun, with a rare joyful smile on his face.

"Suits." (Master.)
The Mozun smiled, stroked his bald little head and said.

"It's been so long since I've seen you, I feel like you haven't changed at all, you're such a younger generation." (I haven't seen you for so long, but I feel like you haven't changed at all, you're still so young.)
Zenzi laughed, and said with a smug face.

"Because I have been practicing hard, the next day when the suit sees me, I may be the sword king." (Because I have been practicing hard, the next time Master sees me, I may be the king of heaven.)
Mozun looked at Chanzi's appearance, he also chuckled, and nodded in relief.

Then, the two of them turned pale at the same time, and looked to the south.

Because they could sense that dozens of experts from the Three Immortals had already entered the territory of Datang.

Mozun said: "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it next time. I'm going to hide in Jieyuan for a while." (If you have anything to say, let's talk about it next time. I have to hide in Jieyuan for a while.)
Zenzi nodded his head, and said seriously: "You suit, go away. If you are late, you will be dragged away to make soup." (Master, go away, you will be caught to cook soup if you are late.)
"I'm practicing, the next time I see you, I'd better be the sword king!" (Practice hard, the next time I see you, I'd better be the king of heaven!)

Mozun gave one last instruction, and after seeing Chanzi agreeing, he flew out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation without looking back, and flew towards the scarlet blood mist to the north.
[End of the second volume]

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