Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 149 Heavenly Sword
"Emperor's order?"

"Dragon energy blessing?"

"The power of kingly supremacy?"

"This……"

Everyone vaguely realized something, looked at the calm Su Wen on the stage, and dared not speak.

Su Wen didn't care, and said to himself:
"Heaven is dominated by people!"

"People are headed by kings!"

"People are the main thing between heaven and earth!"

"In the human way, the king is the head!"

"thus……

"The way of kingship is the way of humanity!"

"The son of heaven is the home country!"

"The king is the country!"

"Supreme King, suppress three thousand!"

"Dragon Qi is extremely strong, all spells are forbidden!"

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan, and looked at the crowd below the stage, meeting both of them with startled and shocked eyes:
"This blood-armored centipede was conferred by the Son of Heaven. It is honored as the emperor's teacher and the protector of the country. It has a kingly dragon aura that is extraordinary. It is only inferior to the Son of Heaven, and even equal to the Son of Heaven. If you say it like I am here in person, you will not be a king. Too much."

"Although Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan Divine Sword is strong, it is still among the supernatural powers of magic, and has not yet jumped out of the five elements and three realms."

"Therefore, the kingly way is suppressed, the dragon's energy is forbidden, and the sharp edge of the flying fairy sword cannot shake the demon's kingly body!"

"..."

Su Wen spoke separately on the stage, but everyone was silent in the audience, and no one dared to accept the words.

How to pick it up?
Who dares to take it?
This is the point of view of the emperor!
How can you pick it up?
How dare you take it?
Scold the emperor, scold the king?
Others say that books cost money, but you say that books cost money!
Everyone was astonished, the two were fighting, wishing they could put on their wings, fly out of the window, and stop listening to the words of the usurper.

On the second floor, in the box, there was no response.

It's not that I'm not shocked, it's not that I'm not angry, but that I'm numb.

This is a traitor, it is not surprising to say any shocking words or usurping words.

They had no strength and no desire to scold any more, they just wanted to see what that person's attitude was towards this.

"Hmm~!"

The person at the top groaned, but did not make any follow-up words. Everyone was hesitant, and the atmosphere was even more delicate.

In front of this person, say such usurping words.

This person's courage goes beyond the sky!
If you let it go, how will this matter end?
People don't know, and they are even more disturbed.

But this has nothing to do with Su Wen, on the high platform, the sound of books is still the same.

"The kingly way is suppressed, and the dragon spirit is forbidden!"

"Spells are gone, supernatural powers are useless!"

"Only demons, bloody and bloody!"

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan and looked at the audience:

"Everyone, what should Yan Chixia do?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless and did not dare to answer.

Su Wen smiled lightly and didn't care: "The swordsman is not reconciled, let's fight again!"

"The body and spirit are united, and the dragon roars to the nine heavens!"

"Haotian is upright, Wanjian returns to the sect!"

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!"

"Yan Chixia's swordsmanship and spells are exhausted, Xuanyuan Shenjian combined with Taiyi's spells, ten thousand swords are like dragons, and ten thousand spells are like thunder, all of which bombarded the blood armored body of the demon."

"However……"

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan, and said in a deep voice: "Useless, useless, useless!"

"Let your divine sword swing freely, let your sky thunder stir!"

"It can't be shaken by the emperor's seal, the royal body blessed by dragon energy, and the demon blood armor, which is not damaged at all."

"Not only is it harmless, but it's also powerful. With a body of hundreds of feet like a dragon swinging, the power of a monster burst out, and it swept heavily at Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan Divine Sword."

"boom!"

"I only heard a loud clang, and Xuanyuan Shenjian returned with a mournful cry, falling to the ground and revealing a person."

"It's Yan Chixia whose strength is almost there!"

"I saw him kneeling half-kneeling, Xuanyuan Divine Sword standing on the ground to support his body, but he didn't want to hear a crisp sound from the Divine Sword!"

"Clap!"

"There was a crisp sound, the sword body shattered, Xuanyuan Shenjian exploded, Yan Chixia also fell on his back, blood sprayed three feet like a spring!"

"Master Yan!"

Hearing these words, everyone was silent, and finally couldn't help shouting.

"How do you fight this?"

"The kingly dragon spirit, the kingly dragon spirit!"

"Why did you give that demon a seal?"

"Hero Yan, run away, you can't beat him!"

"Will you be able to run amok with the dragon spirit in your body?"

"What kind of kingly way, what kind of dragon spirit, but it protects demons instead?"

"Pooh!"

The crowd became angry, first in a low voice, then in a blink of an eye it became violent, regardless of their care, they began to curse fiercely.

Seeing this scene, above the second floor, in the box.

"Thief, good thief!"

"His heart can be punished, his heart can be punished!"

"We must not let him talk nonsense like this!"

"The common people are ignorant, and the common people are ignorant, so they must be provoked and deceived by him!"

"Your Highness..."

The left and right were shocked and angry, and when they looked at the person above, they were also silent.

But this has nothing to do with Su Wen.

The sound of books on the stage reappeared, suppressing the turmoil in the audience.

"Yan Chixia fell on her back, spraying blood from her mouth, staining her whole body scarlet, only the hilt of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in her hand, and the edge of the sword body has been shattered into ashes."

"The ancient method of sword cultivation is a flying sword. The cultivator's life, body, spirit, soul, spirit, foundation of cultivation, realm and fruit are all contained in a flying sword. The sword is alive, and the sword is dead!"

"Now, the sword is broken..."

Su Wen took a deep breath, causing everyone in the audience to hold their breath.

"The sword is broken!"

"Where is Yan Chixia's life?"

"It is already on the verge of death, and it is already hanging by a thread!"

Su Wen's words sank, and he looked at the crowd: "Is there no way to recover?"

"This……"

"How else?"

"Run away, I can't beat it!"

"Where there is life, there is hope!"

"Hero Yan, let's go!"

"Damn monster, damn God..."

Everyone spoke, there was crying, and there was a wave of anger, wanting to rush to the sky.

"Is it powerless?"

"It's really powerless!"

Su Wen sighed faintly: "The sword is with the people, and the sword is dead, and the people are dead. Yan Chixia has given up everything, but..."

"Flying Immortal Sword, Taoism and supernatural powers, the swordsman can do everything in his life, and he can't shake the king's body blessed by the dragon's energy and granted by the emperor!"

"He lost!"

"A complete defeat!"

"The sword of the cultivator is no match for the power of the king!"

"Yan Chixia alone is powerless to recover!"

"However……"

Su Wen's tone changed, and his long and quiet sigh suddenly became passionate: "A swordsman is unyielding, he would rather bend than bend, even if he is seriously injured or dying, Yan Chixia still stands up, facing the terrifying and unstoppable roar of the dragon. demon."

"The life and death of the swordsman is here!"

"The monster roars and comes, and it will kill you with one blow!"

"Although the swordsman's blood-stained body is still as straight as a pine tree and as straight as a sword, but looking at the forest of ghosts and monsters around him, the ground is full of scars, thousands of bones, mixed in the mud, turned over and buried, so inconspicuous, yet So shocking."

"Suddenly, inexplicably sad, inexplicably angry!"

"Wang Dao bento is supreme?"

"Dragon Qi bento is invincible?"

"The kingly way is the way of humanity, so why protect the demons?"

"The Son of Heaven is a ruler, why does he oppose the disabled people?"

"What is kingly way?"

"Why humane?"

"What is the way of heaven?"

"What is the right way?"

All voices are inquiries.

Everyone in the audience was confused.

It seems to understand but not to understand, and it seems to be unclear.

The common people are ignorant, the ordinary people are ignorant, and they don't know a few big characters. How can they understand these principles?

But if you don't know the language, don't know the words, it doesn't mean you don't know the heart, don't know the love!
At this moment, here, there is a raging anger in my heart, which rises up to nine days!
There was also a sound on the stage, rising with anger, and sending out with anger.

"What is kingly way?"

"Why humane?"

"What is the way of heaven?"

"What is the right way?"

"One moment in my mind, I am no longer inexplicable!"

"The cultivator...enlightened!"

I saw Su Wen Xingmu slapped him, and the sound was like thunder, stirring his anger: "Between life and death, in the midst of grief and anger, the cultivator has enlightened!"

"I saw Yan Chixia raised her hand, Xuanyuan, which only had the hilt in her hand, turned into a golden light, and a stream of anger rushed into her body."

"Immediately, the two fingers were raised together, pointing to the sky, the blood energy soared to the sky, and went straight to the sky!"

"Exactly..."

"Borrow a sword from the sky!!!"

(End of this chapter)