lethal arsenal

Chapter 455 It’s destiny! The sword is in danger!
The cold wind swirled, rolling up the bloody fallen leaves. Under the blurry night, the red walls and black tiles were scattered high and low, and there were still blood stains on the walls.

This is a war-torn city, Gaoyang!

Thirty miles away from the city, Zhao led the army stationed, killing nine boys.

The city was ruled by the Daxi Army.

The leader of the Daxi Army is Huang Tianshahu, the Seven Kills Demon Lord, Zhang Xianzhong, a terrifying name that can make a child stop crying.

Since Zhang Xianzhong raised his flag, he has fought in Yuzhou and Ezhou, and fought with Zuo Liangyu and Chen Hongfan, the commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty, and achieved success in all of them.

However, it was different from Li Zicheng's attempt to capture the capital.

What Zhang Xianzhong wanted to do was to go to Shu first and take away the dragon's veins, and use the lives of thousands of people to cultivate a Shu dragon that could swallow up the world and dominate the mountains and rivers, and seek to conquer the human dynasty.

Yes.

The Ming court's strangulation was not as cruel as Li Zicheng's.

Xuantianzong asked softly. As he spoke, he reached out and gently touched the little Taoist's head.

"Taoist Master Xiaofang, since you know that my thoughts are not pure, why are you still willing to follow me? Aren't you afraid that I will harm you?"

"so good."

Big feet crushed the bloody fallen leaves.

"Not afraid."

As a result, Fangyuan felt that the child was unwilling.

"Just, his temperament is a bit cooler."

Firstly, it was because he had seen some past events of Xuantian Sect in the Tianbao Mirror of Trayasa, and secondly, it was because of his trust in the strong.

Xuantian Sect didn't pay any attention to Ma Zhenyi's comments relayed by the young Taoist priest. He just muttered: "It's different, it's different. Probably, my personality is different from what you think, right?"

"At the third turn of Thunder Tribulation, Master Ma can refine thirty-six thunder generals. His achievements in magic are beyond my reach. However, compared to his achievements in magic, what I admire more about him is that he actually found a A disciple like you. I, Shushan..."

Xuantianzong nodded slightly, secretly praising his simplicity and innocence.

Fangyuanjue, the little Taoist priest, smiled awkwardly and added, and then saw the half-smiling look on Xuantianzong's face before he reacted.

From Lin Dong's point of view, Xuantian Sect, like him, is a person who has reached the top, and his willingness to help Fang Yuanjue is naturally based on the kindness left by Dianxian Ma Zhenyi.

Jian Jian had military merits, but overall he suffered a defeat. Zhao Lijiao, who had not done well, was sent to the territory to fight against the rebel Zhang Xianzhong.

Xuantianzong stopped, scraped the muddy maple leaves under his feet, and suddenly turned around and asked.

Xuantianzong sighed quietly, "However, you have to understand that no one in this world will have good intentions towards you."

Taoist priest Xiaofang thought for a while and told the truth.

Lin Dong still had good faith in Xuantian Sect's character.

Everyone has their own path, and no one can change anyone. Sometimes good intentions can lead to bad things.

Xuantianzong raised his eyebrows.

Fang Yuanjue couldn't avoid that hand and resigned to his fate.

In addition, the Xuantian Sect said that they had the remaining materials for the Lotus Dharmakaya. Considering these aspects, Lin Dong allowed the Xuantian Sect to take Fang Yuanjue away.

He waved his hands again and said: "Master Xuantian Sect, I am not talking about you, I have no intention of offending."

Bang!

With a flick of his finger, Fang Yuan felt four or five feet flying, and a jaw-dropping speed erupted from his feet.

Fangyuanjue answered quite simply.

"Just what?"

Fangyuanjue only responded and remained silent.

"Lin Yuanjue didn't notice anything different about me. I didn't expect you to notice it. However, I'm also curious, what do you rely on to judge?"

Fang Yuanjue's eyes were clear in black and white. He blinked and took half a step back before saying, "Master Xuantian Sect, please don't be angry. My master is usually a man of few words. No one looks down on him. Even General Lin will get it." One of his fair evaluations, only when he talks about you, does he sigh, saying that the Xuantian Sect is a genius that comes out of the Taoist sect every thousand years, that is..."

Fangyuanjue apologized heartily.

Jiubian was originally led by Zhao and guarded by Jiu Sha Tongzi to prevent Dorgon from coming back. Emperor Kelongwu issued a golden edict and transferred Sun Chuanting, who had a certain reputation in the court, to Jiubian to serve as the governor of Liao. Taking over Yuan Chonghuan's position.

Lin Dong made a bet with Xuantianzong to see who could kill the generals, ministers, and Hanbao first. This was an extremely dangerous thing. After Lin Dong rescued Fang Yuanjue at that time, he planned to ask the Dharma Protector to send him to the south.

To take a step back, what would you do if something happened?
That was also Fangyuanjue’s choice!
Besides avenging Taoist Priest Xiaofang, what else could Lin Dong do?

After thinking about it, Fangyuanjue added: "I can sense that you won't harm me."

Xuantianzong lowered his head slightly and asked.

Xuantianzong didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly his voice fell silent again.

"Well."

"It's different. What's the difference? Tell me?"

Then he smiled plainly, and there was a bright light in those smart eyes.

"I don't know, it's just a feeling."

Just at that moment, the sword energy passed by, and Fang Yuan felt that the whole world in front of him seemed to be cut open.

A strand of hair fell gently, "Master Xuantian Sect, you..." Some words surged in his throat, but he didn't know what to ask, so he was silent for a moment, "I have learned a lesson." Fang Yuanjue lowered his head slightly.

"There are all kinds of strange spells in this world. There are always great spells that can block your perception. People's hearts are weird and changeable. Don't rely on the talent of the mountain spirit to simply look at and measure the good and evil of this world."

Xuantianzong mentioned it casually, and spread out his palm with a sword ball burning with blue flames, which kept flying and circling.

The Blue Fire Sword Pill is naturally the Nanming Li Fire Sword, and the flying swords in Shushan can only be ranked in the top three.

The two purple and green swords, if considered as a set, would rank first, but separately they would still be inferior to Nanming Lihuo.

But it was such a magical weapon that Xuantianzong flicked his finger, and Nanming Lihuo turned into a rainbow light and penetrated Fangyuanjue's body.

Fang Yuanjue fell straight backwards, unable to dodge the moment the blue fire struck.

After the sword pill entered the body, the originally empty soul body actually used blue fire to construct the outline of the eight extraordinary meridians.

For a moment, Fangyuan felt like his five senses had been deprived of him.

Before falling into a deep sleep, he vaguely heard something in his ear.

"Go to sleep. When you wake up, you will understand everything."

Xuantianzong's voice was cold, but it made people feel inexplicably gentle.

clap clap.

The sound of clapping echoed through the streets, "Damn me, I thought you would kill this child to anger Lin Yuanjue?"

Neither good nor evil, called ego, another Xuantianzong squatted on the wall with a joking smile on his face.

The evil self is the first evil thought that Xuantian Sect has exterminated, and is called the inner demon.

It can also be called the inner demon Xuantian Sect.

The inner demon Xuantian Zong said: "If I reach the point where I want to have a problem with a child, I should not call it evil, but should call it stupid. If killing animals at will can be called evil? Then the original demon polluted Huanxin, so he would not let Miao Miao A couple is at their wits’ end.”

Without consciousness and five senses, Fangyuan felt that his body naturally fell backwards.

The ego on the wall stretched out his hand to shoot out of the air, and lifted Fang Yuanjue onto his shoulders.

"What you said is quite right, but if you want to argue with Shan Nian, why should you hand over Nanming Lihuo? With Nanming Lihuo in hand, you have at least a 70% chance of winning. If you hand over the sword, you can only survive with 30%. Miracles never happen in this world."

The ego laughed playfully.

"Humph."

The inner demon Xuantianzong snorted coldly and did not answer. He just asked: "Then why don't you want Nanming Lihuo? Speaking of which, since you have the deepest obsession, you are the one who should hold the sword the most..."

"Hahahaha."

The ego just laughs and doesn't answer.

One Qi transforms into three pure beings, and naturally there are three selves. Each one wants to cut off the traces of the past and start a new life.

The three great dharma bodies of the Xuantian Sect each follow their own new path, adhering to their last wishes while achieving a new self, a self that is completely different from the past. The Nanming Lihuo Sword was the most stubborn imprint of the Xuantian Sect.

"That's all, I'm leaving. If I don't leave, that old devil general may want to keep us here."

Xuantianzong's ego spoke, and the next moment, his figure began to become illusory.

Just like an old movie, the picture is falling out frame by frame.

at the same time.

On one side of the wall, the black demonic energy in the courtyard rose into the sky, forming an extremely huge claw.

The flying claws slammed down on the wall. With Xuantian Sect as the center, the ground collapsed for about three feet, forming an extremely terrifying claw mark.

But the most surprising thing is that such a terrifying claw did not destroy a single plant or tree.

The ground was dented, and there was no earthquake even felt, and no wooden houses or buildings collapsed. It was as if nothing had happened... But the traces of the dent on the ground were real... and it was extremely weird.

"If you don't stand up to greet guests when they arrive, others will say that you don't have the right manners to entertain guests."

A dry and hoarse voice like friction came from the ears of the inner demon Xuantianzong.

He greeted the visitor with an expressionless face.

"Should I call you a general, or the ancient demon god - Jian!"

The inner demon Xuantianzong asked calmly.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that someone in the world would know my identity. It's really beyond my expectation."

There was a slit in the pale golden pupils.

Swish!
At one end of the long street, strange fireballs rose up one after another.

The green flames illuminated the dark night, and the general's hard face was reflected at the end of the darkness.

"There is a wisp of evil spirit from the Blood Demon under the Demon Tower of Shushan Town. We are both demon gods from ancient times, so we naturally know many secrets."

The inner demon Xuantianzong took over the words and responded.

"Blood Demon? Shouldn't it be the original demon?"

The general asked the question, and the face made of demonic energy and the strong teeth were clearly visible.

Obviously, the general knew part of Shushan's background, and what he just said was deliberately asking the inner demon Xuantian Sect.

"Old Devil, I came to you to cooperate. Just tell me if there is a chance?"

Xuantianzong asked, his brows pressed together and his sword aura fierce.

"Hahaha, cooperation?"

The general laughed.

The terrifying demonic face raised its nose in the air and sniffed the scent of the inner demon Xuantian Sect.

"It turns out that you are the purest demon. I asked, how come you are so familiar with me? Could it be the method of killing three corpses in Shu Mountain? It is indeed an honor for me to cooperate with your Xuantian Sect, but I still want to Question - Is the ego, evil thoughts, and good thoughts a trinity, or do they each have their own ups and downs?"

"Can't you feel it?"

The inner demon Xuan Tianzong asked back.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?"

The general said angrily.

The voice paused, "Besides, why are you doing this?" The general's face was full of disdain.

The inner demon Xuantianzong knew that the most important moment had arrived, so he straightened his thoughts and responded: "You should know that there is a world outside the sky, but the world outside the sky is like Lin Yuanjue. A group of gods from later generations, trying to interfere with the long river of time and space. , change the world, reshape Hengyu... I want a qualification, a qualification to become a heavenly immortal... It is best to be the same as them. Only in this way can we completely get rid of the Xuantian Sect of the past."

The inner demon spoke vaguely, but the general fully understood that this guy wanted to deprive Lin Yuanjue of his qualification as the God of Destruction.

"Makes sense."

The general praised.

"However, how can you hide the good thoughts? One Qi transforms into three pure states. The three dharma bodies are able to know each other's thoughts. Are you deceiving me for being ignorant? You also know that from the beginning of time to the present, one calamity after another, World after world, can you deceive me?"

The general sneered.

The inner demon Xuantianzong looked very contemptuous and asked: "Why do you want to hide it? I am facing off with you openly, so what can I hide?"

"Good good."

The general said three good words in succession, seeming to be praising Xuantian Sect.

"However, why should I trust you? There is a rule to submit a name to a bandit in the mountains. What can you do to win my trust?"

the general asked.

"A certificate of honor? Of course there is one. Wait for me for a moment while the wine is warmed."

As soon as Xuantianzong finished speaking, his whole body was filled with sword energy. The next moment, it turned into a rainbow of sword energy, passing through the dark night.

All the leaves in the city withered this night, and there was a clear cut mark on the leaves.

……

Rumble, thunder rolls.

Outside the military tent.

A drop of water fell on the huge palm, and the Nine Kills boy asked sadly: "Zhao Shujiao, do you still remember our agreement?"

Zhao Shujiao, who was hugging the wine jar and drinking heavily, was stunned for a moment, his face a bit ugly.

He swallowed hard and said, "So fast."

"It's just like this, reincarnation after reincarnation, you will get used to it in the future."

Jiu Sha Tongzi also had a bit of bitterness on his face.

"Then Daming..."

Zhao Shujiao slowly put down the wine jar.

"The Ming Dynasty will get better, but someone has to sacrifice... Speaking of which, this hard job should have been done by Wang Lingguan. He received the most worship from the Ming Dynasty, but it fell to me, Laozhuang."

Nine Kills Boy said with a bitter face.

"Zhao Shujiao, give me a sip of wine."

After hearing this, Zhao Shujiao threw the wine jar over, and Jiu Sha Tongzi took the wine jar and drank heavily.

Bang, after the huge pig mouth drank the wine, he smashed the wine jar and said angrily: "Two things."

"First, you give the order to withdraw your troops now. At least you won't lose too badly. In a battle with Zhang Xianzhong, you are destined to fail. Remember to call Qi Tong'er. Lu Wu and the others will follow Sun Chuanting. You have no chance anyway. Make arrangements. Posthumous matters."

"Second, and the most important thing, after I die in the battle, you have to fulfill our agreement. Tonight is the day when your army will be dismissed... Remember, send a message to the people who will come after a thousand years - Sword in Tribulation middle!"

Nine Kills Boy's voice was dry and hoarse.

"After the message is finished, when the time comes, someone will help you ascend and become a god. Later I will construct a realm. When you die in battle, your remaining soul will be contained in it. Remember - the sword is in the tribulation Hit! After entering the colorless realm, you will naturally understand what kind of people you want to send a message to."

Thousands of years of loneliness were like child's play. Zhao Shujiao's face was a bit pale. After finishing the Nine Kills Boy, he stepped out of the tent in one step.

"It's destiny!"

The Nine Kills boy sighed deeply.

"It's destiny!"

The sound echoed heavily in the vast night sky.

A terrifying sword rainbow shot from the northwest.

"hold head high!!!"

"General Tianhe is here, the demons dare to fight!"

The Nine Kills Boy let out overlapping waves of anger and challenged unwillingly.

(End of this chapter)