Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 202
The stern sword light came across the sky, and slashed towards Su Wen who was on the stage.

Straight to the point, the move to capture the king!
But Su Wen didn't move at all, he let the sword light come across the sky, fall through the sky, and land in front of his eyes!
In front of, in front of, in front of, in the piercing sword light, one can see a sword of autumn water, pressing down on him with all its strength in one hand.

The distance between the sword's edge and his head, face, and eyebrows was less than three inches.

But even these three inches, this short three-inch void, is like a barrier, indestructible, the sword light has already spread cracks, and the sword edge has burst into sparks, and it is still unable to break through this short three-inch void. Cut off the life of the person under the sword.

What kind of defense, so powerful?
Not defensive!

But...

"Buzz!"

The sword screamed, the light of the sword shattered, the body of the visitor turned back and landed on the second floor, the hand holding the sword trembled, and the horror in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

The art of controlling the sword!

The Heavenly Sword Method!

The unity of heaven and man, ten thousand swords return to the sect!
With this, Su Wen seized the opponent's sword, and even wanted to kill his master and kill his person!

The stalemate process just now was not a breakthrough in offense and defense at all, but a competition for control, a control competition for swords.

If it wasn't for his strong strength and his Confucianism sword art, he might have died by his own sword at this moment.

What kind of evil method does this person practice that can take away his sword? He practiced Confucian sword art!
Even the legendary ancient sword cultivator, there is nothing that can be done in the same realm, right?
What is the origin of this person...!
"That is……"

"Meng Yunxiao!"

"Drunk and mad, Meng Yunxiao!"

"Meng Yunxiao, the drunken student of Ningyun Academy!"

"It's not wrong, just now he used the Confucian school's true sword art. In Ningzhou, apart from Xuehaijian Tower, there is only Ningyun Academy!"

"I heard that he is the closed disciple of Master Ning Yunshan, a person who inherits the Tao, and he has not stopped studying the top ten true biographies of Haijian Tower!"

"So, even if you can't take down this lunatic, what is his origin?"

Seeing that Meng Yunxiao returned without success, the chaotic scene actually calmed down. Everyone looked at Meng Yunxiao on the second floor, and Su Wen on the high platform. They were momentarily in shock and did not dare to act rashly.

The same is true for Meng Yunxiao. With her trembling hands behind her back, she stood upstairs and looked down at Su and asked: "With this level of strength, you shouldn't be an unknown person. Who the hell are you? Come to Huangtian Tower to do such a thing." What's the purpose of the trick?"

Su Wen looked at him and didn't answer, but instead asked, "You want to kill me?"

"Um!?"

Meng Yunxiao's eyes shrank, her hair stood on end, and she felt a great danger, a great terror!
The danger, the horror, came from the people on the stage downstairs.

He... moved to kill?
He was murderous! ! !
Meng Yunxiao's heart was full of warning signs, and she had the urge to turn around and run away.

But reason told him that he couldn't do this, and that he would definitely die if he did so!
Escape, can't escape!
But if you don't escape, how can you deal with the current crisis?

"..."

Meng Yunxiao was silent for a moment, and then she still forced her posture: "No matter what your purpose is, Ningchuan is not a place for you to be arrogant!"

Su Wen looked at him, didn't care about it at all, and asked in a cold voice: "You want to kill me?"

"..."

"!!!"

"!!!!!!"

Meng Yunxiao's heart twitched, panic rose, and it was as difficult to restrain as a torrent bursting a dike.

He made a forced posture, not to save face, but to defraud the other party and make him throw a mouse!
This is Ningzhou, Ningzhou where culture is the most important and scholars are most respected.

And I... am a literati in Ningzhou, a true biography of Confucianism in Ningyun Academy, a future leader of Confucianism, a literary and moral talent.

You can't kill me!
You can't kill me! ! !
If you kill me, Ningzhou Scholars and Ningzhou Confucian scholars will be furious and seething with fury!

Can you afford this price?
You can't afford it!
So, you can't kill me!
"So what if I kill you!"

"You madman, everyone can kill you!"

"Ningzhou is a land of literature and Taoism, how can you allow you to be arrogant!"

"Humiliate me as a literati, deceive me as a scholar, how can my generation of poets and books tolerate you!"

Before Meng Yunxiao could respond, someone in the crowd spoke out angrily and answered Su Wen on his behalf.

Su Wen glanced at those people, then turned his gaze back to Meng Yunxiao: "You want to kill me?"

"..."

Meng Yunxiao's body trembled, the pressure was already under extreme pressure, no matter how hard it was to remain silent, she could only grit her teeth and echo: "Ningzhou is a land of literature and Taoism, how can you make trouble, my generation of poets..."

Before the words were finished, Su Wen turned his eyes away, looked at the few people who had just shouted to kill, and asked, "You want to kill me too?"

Facing his gaze and his words, several people felt panic in their hearts, but still forced their posture.

"So what!"

"Crazy man, this is Ningzhou, we won't tolerate your rampage!"

"If you want to kill, kill it, don't think that I will submit to you!"

"I, a man of poems and books, have a righteous spirit in my chest, how can you be subdued by your obscenity..."

"That's right, I'm waiting for you to be upright, so I'm not afraid of your coquettish power!"

"My Ningzhou is a sacred place of literature and Taoism, and there is suppression by the great Confucianism of the world, how can we allow treachery and arrogance!"

A few people forced their gestures, their words shook their voices, and they assumed a posture of sacrificing their lives for righteousness and going to death calmly. The rest of the literati were also infected by their words, shouting angrily in unison, united as one.

Su Wen's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the crowd coldly, and asked, "Why?"

"This……"

On the contrary, this question caught everyone, who didn't know how to answer it.

Why?

Why do you say?

Isn't that very clear?
Could it be that……

He wants to give in?

As soon as Meng Yunxiao's eyes lit up, she was about to make a sound...

"Why?"

"Why!"

"Just because I kicked out you so-called scholars?"

"how?"

"You can dismantle the platform with your own hands, but others can't keep up with you?"

"You can draw your sword and shout to kill, but others can't touch you?"

Su Wen stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the crowd, and asked coldly: "Is your life so precious, and the lives of others are so cheap?"

"You scholars, just read this truth from the book, and feel that you are superior to others?"

"you……!!!"

Hearing this, everyone came to their senses just now, looking at Su Wen, filled with shock and anger, speechless.

He is trying to give in!
It is clear that...

"What a joke!"

With a cold cry, everyone's train of thought was interrupted, Su Wen stood on the high platform, staring at everyone coldly: "Today I will tell you, in this world, no one's life is more expensive, and no one's life is cheaper!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of everyone's reaction, he turned his gaze to Meng Yunxiao and asked again: "You want to kill me, don't you!?"

"you……!!!"

Meng Yunxiao shrank her eyes and pupils, her heart was terrified, and she lost her voice in shock: "I am Ningyun Academy..."

"Yan!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a stern sword cry and an angry dragon roaring.

I saw Su Wen's sword pointing together, and the sword box beside him was unsealed, and a bright sword light spewed out, like a dragon raising its head, screaming in all directions.

The radiant brilliance and the sharp edge illuminated countless faces in Huangtian Tower, and Meng Yunxiao, who was the first to bear the brunt, was even more horrified and wanted to move.

but……

"Yan!"

Su Wenjian pointed at one point, and immediately the divine sword was like a dragon, and the flying fairy pierced through the sky, stealing everyone's sight.

"..."

In the next moment, the brilliant sword light was completely gone, and it was stored in the sword box, and there was no such shocking sharpness. It was just like a dream, seemingly real but not real, and fake but not fake.

until……

"Brother Meng!"

There was an exclamation, and there was a sound of shock. Everyone looked around and saw...

"..."

Meng Yunxiao stood on the spot, her body trembled, a line of dark red blood emerged from the center of her head, and spread straight to her body, finally...

"puff!"

There was a muffled sound, and the blood splashed, split from it, and fell to the ground left and right.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Dead silence, dead silence, inside the Huangtian Tower, there was a dead silence, looking at Meng Yunxiao who was split into two in the pool of blood, no one dared to speak, no one could speak.

Only Su asked, standing on the stage: "Who else wants to kill?"

"Come!"

(End of this chapter)