That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1227
Xu Beiyou fell from the sky and landed directly next to Zhang Wubing and Li Shentong. There was no scene of the entire city wall shaking as imagined, and there was not even the slightest sound of wind, and even the dust on the ground did not stir up any dust. .

Zhang Wubing praised softly: "Lifting the weight is as light as it is."

Xu Beiyou didn't answer, but asked directly, "How long do you want to rest?"

Zhang Wubing was startled, and asked back: "What do you mean?"

Xu Beiyou said: "When the two armies are fighting, the sword has no eyes. Although I can't retreat a million troops with one sword, I can help you kill a few people to relieve the pressure of the Northwest Army and delay the pace of the grassland army. This is not a problem."

Zhang Wubing smiled and said: "In that case, then I will thank you in advance."

Xu Beiyou waved his hand and said, "It's a matter of course, why should I thank you?"

Zhang Wubing said in a deep voice: "Don't be brave, put yourself first."

Xu Beiyou smiled and said, "I know it well, so don't worry."

Then he said to Li Shentong: "You stay with Dudu Zhang and don't make trouble."

Li Shentong hurriedly hummed, and tightened the sword case on his back.

The next moment, Xu Beiyou slapped Zhu Xian on his waist, and he rose up in the air, and swept away.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud laugh falling from the sky: "Mr. Mr. has a vicious appearance, and he drew his sword as if the air was cloudy. He drank three times in a row and hurried away, and suddenly his head fell out of nowhere."

——Grassland Day Camp, there is a huge white felt tent, painted with patterns and characters of various colors, its meaning is obscure, the grassland language is called "Uerge", translated into the Central Plains Mandarin, it is "palace" It means that although this tent is called a palace, it has nothing to do with the palace in the Central Plains. It is actually a movable tent, which is pulled by 36 horses and moves around with the Golden Horde Khan. On the vast grassland.

Now that King Khan's Golden Tent, which symbolizes the Lord of the Prairie, has arrived outside the central capital, Urg will naturally follow.

The tent was decorated with red and yellow ribbons, and on the seat facing the door, sat the owner of this place, the high priest of shamanism, Baishui Duan.

Baishui Duan was dressed in ordinary prairie attire, with an old face, not as strict as a great monk, but like an ordinary old man in the prairie, he really couldn't see the dignified appearance of a high priest.

As the person in charge of the shamanism, he is actually no stranger to the Daqi court.

When Lin Yuan, king of the grassland Khan, died suddenly, the princess Hong Niangzi and the princess Lin Yinping and their respective supporters competed for the power of the royal court. The princess had the support of Molun Temple and Shamanism, and had already gained momentum. Unfortunately, because of Xiao Yu, Taoism entered the game.Under the matchmaking of the first apprentice Qiu Ye, the real person in charge acquiesces, the master of the peak, Wei Chen, presides over it personally, and the Taoist sect brazenly intervenes, first destroying the Molun Temple, and then pacifying the Shamanism, helping Xiao Yu and Lin Yinping to control the power of the grassland royal court , Only then did the world know the matter of entering the Northwest.

There were three high priests in Shamanism back then, namely Heishuiwan, Qingshuizhong, and Baishuiduan.Later, Xiao Yu appointed two people to fill the positions of high priests of the shamanism, namely Zi Shuiyang and Huang Shuiquan.

Among the two, Zi Shuiyang is Xiao Yu's confidant, who went back to the mountains and forests after Da Qi established the country, and disappeared.Huang Shuiquan was killed by Xiao Yu because of his betrayal and treason.As a result, Baishui Duan was the only one left.

When Lin Han became the king of Wang Ting Khan, Baishui Duan, who had endured for many years, took the opportunity to cut off all ties with the Daqi court, and completely fell to Lin Han.

At this time, there was a golden disc hanging in front of Bai Shui Duan, on which a small silver ball was spinning continuously.

Bai Shui Duan stared at the complex lines on the disc, and then looked at the moving position of the ball to calculate the secret.

At first, it was probably within the old man's expectation, and Baishui Duan's complexion didn't change. He repeated it several times later, but he still didn't think it would be the worst. .

It wasn't until the silver ball suddenly jumped up from the golden circle, and then fell heavily, knocking the golden disc to the ground, that Baishui Duan's face changed drastically.

He ignored the gold plate and the silver ball, and suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of Zhongdu. His face was pale, and he murmured, "How could this be? How can it be so useless, a dignified Daoist Daoist Master?"

The next moment, he felt a strong sense of warning in his heart, and subconsciously looked up.

Although separated by a thick canopy, he still saw it, and at the same time he really heard it.

Accompanied by the roaring sound of piercing the sky, a long rainbow pierced the sky and came straight to here.

Baishui Duan didn't dare to hesitate at all, ignoring this "Urg" who was competing for status, he resolutely used the method of body substitute to change places and escape from here.

The moment he left the tent, the long rainbow had already fallen.

First, the tent roof that had been carefully refined was broken open, just like scissors cutting cloth.

Then the stand-in puppet, which was comparable to gold and stone, had no time to react at all, and within that buoyant sword energy, it shattered from top to bottom, bit by bit, inch by inch, and countless fragments melted instantly. For the powder.

This is a sword.

A sword broke through the canopy of "Urg", and easily destroyed a double puppet.

The entire tent that was carried on the car suddenly sank.

A loud bang.

Smoke, dust and debris flew in all directions, and the huge ornate tent turned into nothing. The debris shot out, like tiny sharp swords, shot dozens of shaman priests around the tent into sieves.

Baishui Duan didn't dare to look back at all, he just wanted to get away from this place as soon as possible.

It's just that a strong sword intent has enveloped him, and Bai Shui Duan, who is yelling in his heart that something is wrong, is about to use the method of getting out of his body, thinking that the most important thing is to abandon this body and save his life.

But before he could get out of his body, the uninvited guest behind him pierced the back of his head with a sword.

This sword was not enough to kill Baishuiduan, but it firmly nailed his soul to this body.

The undead guest behind him asked, "High Priest Baishui Duan?"

Baishui Duan dared not answer.

As a result, his whole body flew directly into the sky.

The slender five fingers of the visitor closed one by one on the hilt of the sword around his waist, and said flatly: "According to the rules of the sword sect, I will let you know what sword you died under. Remember, this sword is called Zhuxian."

At this moment, everything in the world became static.

The only thing that can move is the sword in the visitor's hand.

Feeling the great danger, Baishui Duan wanted to beg for mercy, but opened his mouth with difficulty but remained silent.

The sword energy soared straight to the sky.

It was as if a white dragon lifted off into the sky, and then exploded a cloud of white mist that covered the sky and the sun.

From the beginning to the end, Baishuiduan, the high priest of the shamanism, was completely annihilated before he could utter a single word, leaving no bones left.

(End of this chapter)