My personal school belle president

Chapter 2210 Live up to life and death!

Wangyou obviously did not expect that the Elder Pavilion would use this method to deal with her.

The first enemy was her master!

When she was 13 years old, she worshiped under Daoping and became the only apprentice of "Tianji", which made countless Tianjiao envy her.

Although Daoping is the gatekeeper of the Elder Pavilion, his status is far superior to other elders.

Daoping did not rank himself in the list of mythical combat power, but people speculate that his strength is definitely in the top five, otherwise he would not be favored by heaven.

Not everyone can be a gatekeeper.

At the beginning, the mysterious woman established the rule that the position of the pavilion master can be passed on by oneself, but the gatekeeper must be chosen by the Dao of Heaven, which shows the importance of the gatekeeper.

Once selected by the Dao of Heaven, he will be the gatekeeper for the rest of his life until the Elder Pavilion is destroyed and collapsed.

This is his responsibility and his mission!
Wangyou once thought that maybe the master would avoid it and choose to let her in.Although their master-student name has long been severed, the former master-student relationship is still there.

Unfortunately, the moment she saw the chessboard, she knew that all this was inevitable.

Changlaoge is very happy to see a master-student battle, just like when they watched the father-son battle between Qin Yang and Bai Dixuan, they talked and laughed.

Or, be killed!

Or, kill the master!
Whether it's the empress or the 'secret', it's just a pawn in their hands, nothing more!

Wangyou held up the sword, her long hair tied by the red rope fluttered gently, her beautiful eyes stared at the old man: "Don't you dare to draw the sword?"

The old man drank the few drops of spring water left in the wine gourd, stood up, and walked to the clear pool.

He stretched out his hand into the pool, and the word 'death' on the chessboard fluttered slowly, condensing into a long, pitch-black sword, like ink dripping, lingering with murderous intent.

"Have you ever calculated that when you accepted me as your apprentice, this scene will happen now?"

Wangyou said softly.

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "The sky counts, the earth counts, except myself!"

"why."

"Because I have the answer in my heart."

Wangyou was silent, nodded lightly: "I understand."

The old man raised the black long sword in his hand, and said calmly: "One stroke will determine life and death. If you fight normally, it will take three days and three nights to tell the winner."

"Okay." Wangyou answered simply.

The old man thought for a while, and then said: "Just use the trick I taught you, 'live life and death', and let me see if you have improved over the years."

live up to life...

Wangyou's eyes flickered, and scenes from the past emerged in his mind.

Her talent is very high, so no matter what the master teaches, she can practice very quickly and very well, but she can't practice the move of "live up to life and death".

Even after all these years, she still can't.

Seeing that Wangyou was silent, the old man said, "I'll teach you again."

Wangyou hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded: "Okay!"

The old man smiled.

Holding a long sword in his hand, he swung a sword formula very slowly, circles of airflow lines appeared under his feet, and wisps of airflow fluctuated in the sky.

Wangyou followed him and made exactly the same movements, whether it was sword intent or sword force, there was no slight difference.

"Whether it is death or death, come and go, the world is safe and sound, and you will not fail the Tathagata and not betray you!!"

The old man looked up to the sky and laughed, the black long sword in his hand turned into thousands of clear shadows.

"Shh!"

He stabbed at Wangyou.

Clouds of white clouds gathered in the sky, piled up quickly, pressing down layer by layer.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to be under the control of the old man, while Wangyou was just a dead leaf, which could wither and die at any time, without any room for resistance.

Under such a disadvantage, Wangyou's expression did not show a trace of panic, and became more and more calm.

She also stabbed out the long sword, the trajectory and speed were exactly the same.

Her long, disheveled hair fluttered with the wind, a hint of enlightenment appeared on her delicate face, and layers of clouds were also condensed in the sky above her head, churning and rolling.

"Live up to life and death!"

"Live up to life and death!"

The two spoke at the same time, and the two sword tips collided.

There is no strong energy coming out, and no sharp sword energy raging, it seems that the master is really teaching the apprentice, and it freezes into a heart-warming picture.

however!
In the next second, the black long sword in the old man's hand began to collapse.

The Chi Xiao sword was as powerful as a bamboo, smashing the opponent's long sword into powder, and the sea of ​​clouds above the old man was also torn apart, heralding a sign of death.

puff--

In the end, the Akasaka Excalibur pierced the old man's heart, and the dark red blood dripped down, staining the clean ground red.

"Have you... learned it?" the old man asked softly.

Wangyou closed her beautiful eyes, not daring to look at him, her hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly, her voice was almost hoarse, she nodded slightly: "Thank you, Master." Warm tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

"This...is life."

The old man showed a smile, and slowly fell to the ground, with blood gushing out piece by piece.

At the same time, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky suddenly shattered, and countless snowflake-like spots of light fell on the old man until his body was submerged.

'Tianji' died!
The last gatekeeper of the Presbyterian Pavilion has also fallen!
Wangyou stood there for a long time, then turned around and walked to the clear pool, carefully wiped the blood on the sword, the blood melted into the clear pool, landed on the chessboard, and turned into a blood-red character '生'.

Wiping the sword clean, Wangyou stood up.

She stared at the misty hall in the distance, holding the sword with both hands, and slowly raised it.

The white clouds in the sky slowly darkened and turned into black clouds.The lightning emerged and spread in all directions, cutting the entire sky into pieces.

The yellow dust was hazy and chaotic, and it was hard to tell where was the sky and where was the earth!

"Get out of here!!!"

Wangyou screamed sharply, and the bright sword light seemed to extend from the sky, making the gloomy sky bright and bright in an instant.

Beauty is like jade, sword is like madness!

The long sword slashed down, and the void in front of him was torn apart, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky rolled, and the thunder and lightning became more dazzling, shaking people's hearts and shaking the earth.

With several bangs, the void was completely smashed into pieces.

The hazy water curtain disappeared, and old halls appeared one after another, and around the halls, there were countless immortals standing with magic weapons in their hands.

"Your Majesty, why are you so angry?"

In the open space not far away, there was a small wooden table, and a man in red sat next to it.

The man's face is bewitching, with bright rouge on his lips, but under such a feminine appearance, there is a strange masculinity.

At this moment, he was smiling, looking at Wangyou with a cold expression.

"Jiang Wuwei!"

Wangyou stared at the man, her beautiful eyes flickering coldly.

The man in front of me is the son of the elders' pavilion master, who used to be one of the most talented talents in the fairy world with her, but later when he fought with others, the Taoist platform was broken and he almost became a cripple.

Later, he disappeared without any rumors, and he never thought he was still staying in the Elder's Pavilion.

"Get your father out!"

Wangyou said coldly.

Jiang Wuwei poured a cup of tea in an orderly manner, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, just tell me if you have anything to do. Come on, sit down and chat slowly."

"You're not worthy!" Wang You sneered with a twitch of his lips.

Jiang Wuwei was not angry either, he picked up his teacup and slowly sipped the tea, staring at Wangyou with a smile.

After a while, he suddenly took out a square wooden box from under the table, patted it lightly, and said with a smile: "Since Her Majesty the Empress insists on seeing my father, I can only ask him to come out."

After speaking, he opened the wooden box lid.

Inside was a human head! !

(End of this chapter)