Domineering

Chapter 345 Mediation of Good Fortune (for Subscription)

Chu Xisheng thought that this person's appearance not only resembled the girl in white clothes, but also resembled the princess of the ice city.

This should be a family.

Just as Chu Xisheng was concentrating on looking at it, the silver-armored boy on the opposite side said with his hands behind his back: "I'm curious, you are only a mere sixth-ranker, but the Central Plains Lunwulou has designated you as the head of Qingyun Tianjun, Qingyun Nineteen seats in the general list. Is this the decline of the Chinese martial arts and no one else, or is your name just for nothing?"

Behind the silver-armored boy, the many masters from the Far Eastern Ice City were slightly stunned.

Their young master, who is usually gentle and calm, why would he open his mouth and provoke others today?
Then they came to a clear realization that the young master must have felt annoyed at seeing the princess of Bingcheng being suppressed by Su Fengdao, and wanted to get back the face of the princess.

Chu Xisheng narrowed his eyes, and held down the waist knife with one hand: "Who are you?"

Not everyone is qualified to be arrogant in front of him.

The silver-armored boy looked at him without giving in: "Ice City in the Far East, eldest grandson Bingquan."

"Eldest grandson Bingquan? Oh~ I know you, it turns out that you are the No. 30 seventh in the Qingyun general list."

Chu Xisheng laughed dumbfounded, recalling the Qingyun general list in June.

As for the one on August [-]th, he hasn't had a chance to read it yet.

"If you are unconvinced, you can come and stretch yourself a little bit. But you need to know that the previous one who said something like you can't survive 250 knives under the knife of my master Su Fengdao. You are one of Qingyun's top three! A character who doesn't even make it to ten, really doesn't have the qualifications to evaluate Shenzhou Wulin."

In fact, he didn't know how many rounds Changsun Ruoli could fight with Su Fengdao, anyway, it's enough to be low.

The ice city masters present all had angry expressions on their faces, and their eyes were gloomy.

They drew out their weapons one after another, making a 'clang' sound.

Chu Xisheng's words not only insulted their prince and daughter, but also despised their young master.

The Extreme East Ice City has always lived overseas, and has never participated in the rankings of Valkyrie.

Now their young master has just entered the Shenzhou martial arts, and he is already No. 30 and 22th in the Qingyun general list. In the August issue, he even rose to the [-]nd in the Qingyun general list. He is the person with the highest voice among all the candidates for Qingyun Tianjun.

Changsun Bingquan was less than sixteen years old, and he crushed all the young heroes in the Shenzhou martial arts.

This is the pride of their Far East Ice City.

There is also the queen and daughter of the ice city, other than the 'king', they are the most admired people in the ice city, how can Chu Xisheng be so insulted?
Changsun Bingquan also slightly pursed his crimson thin lips.

He slightly raised his hand, stopped the crowd behind him, and there was a murderous look in his eyes: "Extensive? That's exactly what I mean!"

Changsun Bingquan then set his eyes on the blood pine branch in Chu Xisheng's hand.

Chu Xisheng laughed dumbly, and handed the blood pine back to Ye Zhiqiu: "Hold it for me, if they dare to make a move to bully the widow, just throw the pine branch out."

Ye Zhiqiu's face suddenly became serious.

She is also worshiping the Wood Sword Immortal recently, and regards him as the ancestor god.

Wood Sword Immortal is one of the origins of sword cultivation in the world, and Ye Zhiqiu respected him like a god.

She took the pine branch very respectfully, and reminded at the same time: "Lun Wushenji said that this person is a fifth-rank upper-rank Chao Tianzhu, and he may have the qualifications to practice two holy traditions. Junior brother must be careful."

She knew that Chu Xisheng was in the Xuanming Palace, and that's why she had fought against a lower-ranking Xuehai Shaojian of the imperial court.

But that was with the assistance of the wooden sword fairy avatar.

That person wanted to use the sword energy of the wooden sword fairy that he was avoiding to attack, and he might not use [-]% of his strength to exert [-]%.

"It's okay!"

Chu Xisheng shook his head. He was ready to fight with all his strength, but his expression was contemptuous: "It's just a mere 37th in the Qingyun ranking, a small role."

Changsun Bingquan's expression darkened again when he heard the words.

A person behind him snorted coldly: "Our young master is already No. 20 and No. [-] in the Qingyun ranking!"

Before he finished speaking, the people beside him squinted at him coldly, with resentful and helpless expressions on their faces.

It's a shame!
Their young masters are No. 20 on the Qingyun overall list, which has already risen.

The problem is that if they take the initiative to explain, it seems that they care about it, which is too low.

Changsun Bingquan took out a piece of talisman paper with a cold expression: "When this talisman paper burns out, you can use your sword. You and I will fight fairly. The outcome depends on the person, and life and death depend on the sky."

He threw the talisman paper in his hand to the void next to him.

The talisman made an instant 'boom', and spontaneously ignited without fire.

At the moment when the talisman paper was completely burned, the two people facing each other thirty feet apart turned into a beam of light at the same time, fighting in this chaotic void.

Clang!
Changsun Bingquan's body speed was even faster than Chu Xisheng's.

However, when the two confronted for the first time, Changsun Bingquan was slashed by Chu Xisheng and flew back a few feet.

At this scene, not only Changsun Bingquan himself was shocked, but also many masters in Bingcheng also had expressions on their faces.

This fellow known as 'The Promise Sword Master' is so powerful?

They knew the strength of Changsun Bingquan.

Although this Ice City young master is only at the fifth rank, he is extremely talented. He is the top super Tianzhu, and his combat power even surpasses many fourth ranks.

Chu Xisheng's cultivation level was lower than that of Zhangsun Bingquan, but he was able to overwhelm him in terms of strength.

Among the crowd, only the white-haired old man saw the truth, he raised his white eyebrows slightly, thoughtfully: "This should be the Wooden Sword Immortal."

This is Immortal Wood Sword, who bestowed part of Chu Xisheng's power.

The problem is that even if this part is removed, the strength Chu Xisheng displayed is terrifyingly strong.

In particular, this person's sword intent and primordial spirit power have surpassed Changsun Bingquan.

"You are a man of brute strength."

Changsun Bingquan and Chu Xisheng fought seventeen blows in a row, and Chu Xisheng knocked him back hundreds of feet, his movements were scattered and he looked embarrassed.

On his face, he was very calm: "It's not uncommon to have such combat power with a sixth-rank cultivation base. You have the qualifications to make me serious."

In the same age group, Chu Xisheng is the first one who can fight him to this extent.

This guy's cultivation is actually lower than his whole level.

Therefore, it is not absurd to discuss the ranking of Wulou.

But today, his purpose is not to find out the truth, but to defeat this person and step him into the dust!
In the next moment, a pair of silver-white wings that looked like ice luan appeared behind Changsun Bingquan, and his whole body turned into lightning and flashed quickly.

His body speed, even increased by a bit from the original basis, turned into a white thunder, flashing and swirling around Chu Xisheng's body.

The sword in Changsun Bingquan's hand turned from defense to offense, like light and shadow, and he could cut more than 100 swords in one breath.

Chu Xisheng smiled, and he was able to deal with Yu Ru, and the knife in the Three-Phase Heaven Killing Knife was at his fingertips.

Now he has tasted the taste of overwhelming others with one force and breaking ten tricks with one force.

Chu Xisheng slashed out with a knife casually, and the sword light of Changsun Bingquan was scattered, and his figure burst back.

It is also because of his greater strength and stronger spirit that he can destroy everything he wants to destroy.

This made him slow down a bit, and in turn suppressed Changsun Bingquan.

"Xuanming Sacred Legend and Ice Thunder Sword? It's not bad, but you still don't have the qualifications to make me serious."

Changsun Bingquan pursed his thin lips, clenched the heels of his teeth, and began to burst out his true energy.

The speed of the sword in his hand became more violent, and the momentum of the sword became more violent,
While stabbing and slashing at high speed, they also blasted the true power of ice and the huge "Ren Water God Thunder" at Chu Xisheng, trying to freeze every ounce of his true essence, every ounce of flesh and blood, and every ounce of his flesh and blood. distraction.

This had almost no effect. Changsun Bingquan's monstrous cold force blasted at the opponent was wiped out by Chu Xisheng the moment he collided with Chu Xisheng's saber light.

The boundless cold air then spread to all directions, covering the surrounding chaotic void with a radius of nearly a hundred feet.

Changsun Bingquan couldn't help Chu Xisheng, so he tried to freeze the surrounding space and limit Chu Xisheng's movements.

The battlefield between the two expanded rapidly from this, and the true meaning of the sword not only clashed fiercely among the weapons, but also spread to the surrounding void, competing and colliding in almost every minute of space.

Gradually, Chu Xisheng's unilateral crushing became evenly matched.

The eldest grandson's military power is not hesitating to wear and tear, and the strength and speed of the sword are getting stronger and stronger.

Chu Xisheng really angered him.

Changsun Bingquan wanted to see if this guy could still say what he just said.

Outrageous!

But in the next moment, Chu Xisheng smiled again: "Is it my words that made you angry? You actually used the vitality accumulated in the cold seal in your blood, but if you are like this, you can only take a few dozen more knives from me. Why bother?" Come on? Your true essence can't hold it."

Ye Zhiqiu's face twitched.

Chu Xisheng's words were almost a replica of Su Fengdao's taunting at Bingcheng's eldest daughter, Sun Ruoli.

In fact, Changsun Bingquan is not so unbearable,

Chu Xisheng's 'Three-Phase Heaven Killing Saber' has reached a very high level, and he can transfer to the next step of 'Wuxiang Tianzhu Saber', and the intention of the Tianzhu Saber has also been pushed to the thirteenth stage, which is extremely overbearing.

Ordinary fourth-rank martial arts cultivators would not be able to stop his strike without prior preparation.

At this moment, Chu Xisheng's Tianzhu Saber could not affect Changsun Bingquan.

There are very few things he can 'kill' off now.

Even Chu Xisheng's Jai Zi knife couldn't help Changsun Bingquan.

The power of this person's ice freezes everything and is difficult to reflect.

The fighting power of this young master of the ice city far exceeds that of the golden-crowned giant spirit of the Mo Luo tribe.

If Chu Xisheng hadn't awakened Rahu's bloodline, greatly increased his strength, and greatly increased his blade speed, he might not be his opponent.

However, Changsun Bingquan was stimulated by Chu Xisheng's words, and his sword strength and sword intent exploded stronger and bigger.

This caused a look of worry to appear on the faces of many ice city martial artists present.

They have all read China's famous "On Martial Gods" and "Tianji Wu Pu".

There is a saying in the art of war, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will be victorious in every battle.

If they want to conquer China, they must first understand their opponents.

So several people know that this 'Wuji Saber Lord' probably possesses the blood of the ages.

Neither the Martial Arts Building nor the Tianji Pavilion can be sure about this matter, but they can only speculate based on Chu Xisheng's exaggerated amount of true energy and sustaining power.

And their young master, Sun Bingquan, although he has a special talent.It has a long body, and its endurance is amazing, but after all, it can't compare with the blood of the ages.

He is now bursting with strength and blood, how long can he last?

Can it consume more energy than Chu Xisheng?

Changsun Bingquan is not clear about this, but he is confident that he can deal with Chu Xisheng within [-] moves!

At this moment, Chu Xisheng smiled again: "Fighting is not only useful if the sword is fast and powerful."

As soon as his saber posture changed, the Yugui Jinbian Dao that had been hidden before finally caught the right moment, turned into a white light that was hard to see by the naked eye, and slashed at the opponent.

Punishing Heaven and Deity Extinguishing * Promise Slash!
The speed of this knife does not seem to be very fast, but it is invisible, soundless and colorless, without beginning and end, boundless, unnameable, and elusive.

For the first time, Chu Xisheng integrated the core meaning of the God of Punishment Sword with Wuji Zhan.

He can kill all the opponent's possibility of capturing the position of his blade!

At the same time, Chu Xisheng was secretly emotional.

It's still easy to use the trick taught by my daughter-in-law.

Under the fourth rank, invincible!
"laugh!"

This is the blood spilled from Changsun Bingquan.

Chu Xisheng's knife, which he couldn't defend against, opened the distance at the limit.

Chu Xisheng's Yugui Jinbian knife cut a terrifying wound on his chest, but it couldn't cut his body open.

Changsun Bingquan's eyes were cold, and he was terrified.

Chu Xisheng's move was so weird, so strange, and so domineering!

Changsun Bingquan couldn't capture the momentum of his saber, and he didn't know how to defend it at all.

"you lose!"

Chu Xi's voice followed like a shadow, relentless, and the saber continued to oppress: "See clearly, this is the level of martial arts in Shenzhou! The origin of Chu's title of Wuji Saber Master!"

Changsun Bingquan only felt endless humiliation.

At the same time, endless unwillingness and boundless anger erupted in his chest.

He hasn't lost yet!

Changsun Bingquan tried his best to swing his sword again, and he swung a glacier!
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At the same time, another battle in the Chaos Void also came to an end.

Su Feng Dao's delicate body stepped back a thousand feet, then frowned and looked at his left arm.

There was a sword mark on her left upper arm, and a layer of black ice covered half of her body.

The power of Su Feng Dao was unable to dissolve the mysterious ice.

She could use all her strength to shatter the mysterious ice, but in the next instant, this half of her body would be frozen again.

This is because Wen Zhuyi's sword strength and sword intent have penetrated deep into her body.

And the two of them played against each other, and the total was only 130 two knives!

Su Fengdao tried his best and made 130 cuts, but was wounded by Wen Zhuyi's sword.

The other party was careless throughout the whole process, strolling in the courtyard.

Wen Zhuyi never seemed to take it seriously, and at the moment when the power of Sufeng Dao was weakened and could not continue, she was wounded with a single sword.

The gap between the two of them was so large.

This is hundreds of years ago, who can stand up to King Xue Yadao with a single sword?

Thousands of feet away, Wen Zhuyi waved his hand, and sent the Shenchi sword in his hand back to the eldest grandson Ruoli.

"This battle ends here. This is just your avatar, and it has been through a big battle. Ask me if I won by force. If you don't accept it, you can use your real body to fight me."

Su Fengdao secretly laughed at himself,

This battle was really embarrassing, but fortunately her disciple was very upright, which saved her a little face.

She also resolutely put the knife back into its sheath, and put the messy hair on her forehead behind her ears: "As expected of Wenzhuyi, the Taiyin Sword and Xuanming Sword are both at their peak, and Sumou admires them. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely I will teach you again."

This hope is very slim.

Her body is trapped in the Ten Thousand Devils' Cave. I don't know if there is still a chance to come out?

Wen Zhuyi nodded slightly: "Your knife, I am looking forward to it! I also want to see it, you in your prime, the world seals your knife in its prime."

Su Fengdao didn't say another word, just turned and left.

Whether it's this woman's sword or her grandmaster demeanor, Su Fengdao admires them all.

So nothing to say.

She fled away in a flash, and then grabbed Chu Xisheng who was chasing after the eldest grandson Bingquan, and Ye Zhiqiu who was on the side, and escaped into the Yazi Palace in the distance.

She also wanted Chu Xisheng to see what "Jiazi" looked like in Pangu's eyes.

The former Lord Xue Ya Dao also enlightened here. On the basis of Tianyu Shenyi Dao, he created the embryonic form of Shenyi Touching Death Dao.

And just after Su Fengdao left, Sun Ruoli, the eldest daughter of the Queen of Bingcheng who was standing not far away, frowned slightly: "Mother's queen!"

As soon as she spoke, Wen Zhuyi gave him a cold and squinting look.

The eldest grandson Ruoli blinked, and said helplessly: "Auntie, Su Feng Dao's sword skills are extremely strong. If she re-enters the arena, she can at least rank among the top three in the world; that Chu Xisheng is extremely talented, you To let them go now is to return the tiger to the mountain. The Wuxiang Shenzong is also one of the enemies of my Bingcheng."

"The enemy? The enemy should not be taken lightly. The reason why your father was defeated in the past was because he didn't know how to restrain himself."

Wen Zhuyi gathered the silver armor on his body into a metal feather: "Do you think that after I wake up, you will have no scruples? Do you think that Wuxiang Shenzong only has two first-ranks, Li Changsheng and Sufengdao, and they can be humiliated?" How can you and I live up to the present, where have the ten first ranks of Wuxiang Shenzong gone for thousands of years? There is also the super rank who has been around for more than a thousand years, and I am afraid that he is still alive today."

Changsun Ruoli frowned suddenly.

She thought that these people might not be alive.

The Ten Thousand Devils Cave of the Phaseless Divine Sect is a bottomless pit, no matter how many first-ranks it is to fill it in, it won't be enough.

But recently, Wuxiang Shenzong had an extra wooden sword fairy, who suppressed their luck for them.

"Besides, Wuxiang Shenzong guards the gate of Shenzhou, which is the beam of the sea and the pillar of the sky for our human race. They must not fall."

Wen Zhuyi, however, saw a little disapproval in the eyes of the eldest grandson Ruoli.

She secretly sighed.

My niece, who lived in seclusion overseas with the descendants of these people from Zhenhai Country, seemed to no longer regard herself as a member of the human race.

But how can their blood inheritance be changed?

How can there be a complete egg under the nest?

Wen Zhuyi's eyes were complicated: "I won't hide it from you, although most of my injuries have recovered, my Shenyin blood has reached its limit, and it is estimated that I will not live for 15 years."

"How could this be?"

The eldest grandson Ruoli was taken aback, and her expression became anxious: "The queen mother will never fall, and I, the Far Eastern Bingcheng, will definitely spare no effort to resolve the lonely Yin disease for my mother—for my little aunt."

She was stared at by Wen Zhuyi again, and had to change her mouth.

The eldest grandson Ruoli was helpless.

The five brothers and sisters grew up under the care of Wen Zhuyi, and they have long regarded them as mothers in their hearts.

Usually, when outsiders are present, they are also referred to as mother and queen.

Changsun Ruoli didn't understand, and asked Zhuyi why he insisted on it like this?

"Shenyin is the bloodline of the god rank. If its troubles can be easily resolved, it is not worthy of being included in the rank of gods."

The moment Wen Zhuyi shook his head, he thought of Chu Xisheng and his "Shenyang".

This method to resolve the autism has actually appeared in front of her.

only--

Wen Zhuyi smiled wryly, wondering how could she have the face to do such a thing?
People who have been separated by more than ten generations, do the thousand-year-old cows eat tender grass?Wouldn't it make people laugh.

Wen Zhuyi revealed a sharp cold light, and his aura was unparalleled: "So you need to be restrained in your actions. Our current target is only the Daning royal family. When we enter the Wang'an city, we will wipe out the Daning royal family and destroy them. After they get out of the Red Dragon, it won’t be too late to settle with the other families. Conflicting with the Wuxiang Sect now will only make your real enemy laugh."

Then she looked at the group of silver-armored martial arts cultivators through the chaotic void tens of thousands of feet away: "Guess, come here."

It was the old man with white hair who returned.

His last name was Haoyuan, and he was the right minister in the extreme east ice city.

Hearing Wenzhuyi's call from the sky, this man immediately turned into light and came to Wenzhuyi and knelt down in front of Wenzhuyi.

"King! What are your orders?"

Wen Zhuyi looked at him, his eyes were as cold as a frozen lake.

Sen Leng's sword intent overflowed, piercing Gui Haoyuan's skin to the point of cracking.

"What's the matter with that child? I'm talking about Changsun Bingquan."

She has no heirs, her two nephews have already died in battle, and for some reason, her three nieces also endured the backlash of the gods and demons, cutting off their fertility.

So how did this child with the blood of the grandson's family come from?

Gui Haoyuan's face suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and he felt his skin was being pricked by steel needles.

Except for a dozen or so people in this world, no one knows that the queen of Zhenhai Kingdom, the true one-handed sword, asked Zhu Yi, who was seriously injured and fell after a battle with Lord Xue Yadao more than 800 years ago.

The Wen Zhuyi in front of him is just the daughter of the Wen family who was entrusted by his elder sister on her deathbed and forced by the family to replace her elder sister and marry into the Zhenhai royal family on her behalf.

Gui Haoyuan knew this, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful.

The former Wenzhuyi was just a stand-in for his eldest sister, a pawn used by the Zhenhai Kingdom to deter all forces in the world under the guise of "One Sword Allures the City".

However, when she walked out of the boudoir and picked up the sword, she really stepped into the second place in the world in just 20 years, and she really had the power to stand up to Lord Xue Yadao.

the student surpasses the master!

What's more, the current Far Eastern Ice City was created by Wen Zhuyi, so what does it have to do with the former Zhenhai Kingdom?
Gui Haoyuan prostrated his body on the ground: "Your Highness, the future Ice City in the Far East needs a king."

Wen Zhuyi was slightly taken aback, and then smiled ironically: "So, you old ministers also know that I won't live long, right? So you borrowed the power of gods and demons again without telling me?"

Her eyes were cold and murderous: "You have forgotten how the Zhenhai Kingdom was destroyed?"

So she doesn't hate the Six Great Sects at all.

That was the eldest grandson's family, and the Zhenhai Kingdom committed suicide.

"no!"

Gui Haoyuan's voice was rough, and under the pressure of Wen Zhuyi's sword intent, he could hardly utter a complete sentence: "Your servants have learned from the past, how dare you do such a bold thing? We used the remains of the late emperor and empress. It cost a lot of money and used the Tiangang Dafa to 'mediate good fortune'."

Wen Zhuyi's pupils dilated slightly, and then he looked disappointed.

Mediation of good fortune is the first of the 36 methods of Tiangang, and it is the highest Taoist method of the sorcerer. Because of its supernatural powers of good fortune, it can mediate heaven and earth, make good fortune mysteriously, take life from non-existence, and live from death.

It is rumored that the human race in the past came because of this.

(End of this chapter)