That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1181
While Liumian was fighting Zhao Qing fiercely, the remnant cavalry outside the city, which had been terrified by the old man, showed a strange stillness, motionless.

A Xu Beixuan in a toga with long sleeves walked among them, like strolling in a garden.

There is a long sword hanging from his waist, not Zhu Xian, not Tianlan, not Shugui, Tianwen, Huanglong, Zidian, Qingshuang, Chilian, Wudu, Inexplicable, Xuanming, Baihong, but evil. Any sword, but an unknown sword.

Strictly speaking, this can't even be called a sword, it's just a sword embryo.

Very early on, his mentor, who was also the former lord of Jianzong, Gongsun Zhongmou, once said to him, "Killing people and drinking blood is the beginning of the sword." The fire-tempered blade, sharpened with gold and stone, is for the first strike, and then the sword edge kills and drinks blood, and is for the second strike. After these two strikes, this sword is considered a real sword. Otherwise, they are all sword embryos.

Back then, in order to lure Xu Beiyou to look for the thousand-year-old treasure of Jianzong, Chen Gongyu once set up an illusion on Biyou Island, so that Xu Beiyou obtained a sword embryo that was full of light, and its material was not inferior to the twelve swords of Jianzong. Haven't started yet, let alone killed anyone.

After Xu Beiyou cast the body of the big treasure bottle, he performed the first opening for it with his own hands, and then wore it on his body, preparing for the second opening.

This sword has no name, and there is no way of textual research on the day when the sword was completed, but when it was launched, it was at a time when the world was in chaos, so Xu Beiyou named it Yanyun Chaos.

After the [-] cavalry, nearly [-] infantry rushed into the battlefield. They were also stationed in Jiangling City, but the battle between Zhao Qing and Liu Mian had already destroyed the city gate, and they had to leave the city from other directions. Therefore, it came a little later, and failed to form an offensive situation in which cavalry and infantry relied on each other.

At this moment, Xu Beiyou faced the dark crowd, but he still walked with his sword in his arms, and he never drew his sword halfway.

In fact, this was indeed the case, even the three avatars of the dignified Taoist sect master couldn't make Xu Beiyou draw his sword, let alone these ordinary armored soldiers?

I saw him walking casually, surrounded by sword energy constantly emerging from the ground out of thin air, like a fountain erupting, and different from the previous mysterious and agile, this time the sword energy was bright and upright, with strict laws, like an elite army, and the strength of the sword energy, It is as dense as a dense forest, covering the sky and the sun.

Within a radius of one hundred feet, there are densely packed, full of mighty sword energy constantly gushing from the ground.

Dozens of armored men holding shields were directly pierced by the extremely fierce sword energy from bottom to top, blood spattered everywhere, and the scene was extremely bloody.

But if you look closely, you will find that these pawns who were injured by the sword qi were really just injured. With these constantly gushing sword qi, these sword qi will not intentionally hurt people. After all, the way of heaven is above. Xu Beiyou has already induced the punishment of thunder and punishment once outside Liangxiang City, and he does not want to have a second time.

One must know that Heaven's punishment is so severe that Shangguan Xianchen, Xiao Xuan, and Xiao Bai have already tried their best. All of these three are the best people in the world, and all of them are close friends of Xu Beiyou, but in the end, all of them are Xu Beiyou was inexplicably moved by the disappearance of life and death.

The lessons learned by the predecessors are not far away, so naturally he cannot repeat the same mistakes.

So this time, Xu Beiyou entered the city without killing anyone.

From this point of view, Xu Beiyou's control of his own sword energy has reached the level of meticulousness, which has the meaning of returning to the basics. Compared with Zhao Qing who is blindly domineering, it is more than a step higher.

At this moment, figures suddenly jumped out of the infantry phalanx, rushing forward from the gaps in the army formation, including monks accompanying the army of the Wei army, and disciples recruited by Xiao Jin. , and more monks from the ghost palace.

More than a hundred people appeared in front of Xu Beiyou, and quickly formed an formation, with the intention of desperately blocking Xu Beiyou's way.

Xu Beiyou pressed his sword to stop, looked at the leader standing in the front, and said with a faint smile, "So it's an old acquaintance."

This armored man lurking among the pawns took off the helmet that covered his face. It was Kong Yixiao, one of the Four Great Lords of the Ghost Palace. Back then, under the order of Xiao Jin, the Four Great Lords lurk in various parts of the Central Plains. Whether it was Zhang Zhaonu's entry into Jiangdu, or the dispute between Li Qingyu and Li Zijian, and even the later changes in the Huanqiu Altar and Duanmu Ruisheng's rebellion, they were all involved, but two of them, Xu Jingwei and Luo Nanxing had already died under Xu Beiyou's sword one after another, and now only Kong Yixiao and Meng Dongfei were left.

If you add Xiao Lin who was injured by Xu Beiyou and died by Zao Wuji, it can be said that most of the elite of Ghost Palace were lost by Xu Beiyou.

Everyone said that Xu Beiyou, the lord of the Sword Sect, shattered the Demon Suppressing Palace of the Taoist sect with one sword, but few people knew that the ghost king's palace had a similar end.

Xu Beiyou said flatly: "Xu came here today and only killed the king of Wei, and the rest are waiting. If they leave here, Xu can be lenient."

Kong Yixiao looked down at the armor of the Wei army on his body, with a complicated expression, a little regretful, and a little helpless, and when he raised his head, his eyes were firm, and he said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Xu, if you want to enter the city, of course we can't stop you with the help of us." You, King Wei has the grace to know us, as the so-called scholar dies for his confidant, we will never give in half a step."

Xu Beiyou nodded, and said: "What a soldier died for his confidant. Based on your words, today I can make an exception and kill one more person. Use your blood to start my saber."

Kong Yixiao stopped talking, closed his eyes, his whole body's aura was abnormally restrained to the extreme, as if he was a Daoist Daoist who had returned to basics and turned his whole body into a golden core.

Xu Beiyou finally drew his sword for the first time.

Just three minutes after drawing the sword out of its sheath, the air of the sword has flowed like a breeze blowing outside Jiangling City.

Everyone felt a slight chill, and then a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts—it had nothing to do with supernatural powers, it was an instinctive reaction after the body was threatened with death.

If Xu Beiyou is willing, it is not impossible to kill ten thousand people with one sword.

Just don't want to.

As the person who bears the brunt of the pain, Kong Yixiao feels the most intensely, so he has the will to die and regards death as home.

He is a Confucian student, although he is not a member of the Confucian school and has never cultivated a righteous spirit, but he has read Yasheng's humble words and great righteousness, even though thousands of people will follow him.

Today's Xu Beiyou has more than tens of millions of people?
But he is still going.

The next moment, Xu Beiyou didn't see how Xu Beiyou drew his sword, but only heard a clear and loud sound of unsheathing.

Then Xu Beiyou had already arrived in front of Kong Yixiao, the smoke cloud in his hand pierced into Kong Yixiao's abdomen indiscriminately, and came out through his body.

Blood dripped slowly from the bright sword edge.

Kong Yixiao's whole body energy could not resist at all, and collapsed in an instant.

This is no longer a judgment, but a world of difference.

Blood oozes from the corner of Kong Yixiao's mouth, and he smiles with difficulty, his lips move slightly, as if he is muttering.

Xu Beiyou remained expressionless, slowly drew his sword, and pointed at the ground obliquely. Blood continued to flow from the tip of the sword, dripping like a tiny lake.

(End of this chapter)