deadly mantra

Chapter 96 Snow Emperor, Qingyu Ruoguang

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The heroes who were watching stepped back one after another and moved out into a spacious open space.

The big sword on the young swordsman's back had already beaten the opponent to the point of being unable to fight back before he even had a chance to unsheath it.

It stands to reason that the difference between the two of them is already very obvious.

However, the rules of the arena mean a fair duel, life or death.

The other party did not shout to admit defeat, and the young swordsman had no reason to stop and admit defeat.

Feng Xiaoyao pushed through the crowd and squeezed anxiously to the front, wanting to interrupt the game:
"live……"

"Stop!" With a scolding voice, Bao Simu attracted the attention of everyone present as soon as he appeared.

Today she is wearing an eye-catching red dress. The sleeves have been specially processed. Unlike the usual fairy-like wide sleeves, they are made into tight narrow sleeves, revealing the sophistication of a Jianghu person, and the fullness of her arms. On the slender waist, a golden belt made of rubies was wrapped several times, and one end hung down naturally.

Facing the eyes of admirers, Bao Simu walked forward with a confident demeanor and a generous posture.

She walked to the injured man and saw that his face was livid, and a large amount of cold sweat was falling down his forehead. Then she looked at his left arm, which was hanging limply by his side, as if it was twisted.

"Are you okay?" Knowing that he was seriously injured, Bao Simu still greeted him softly.

The man was shaking all over in pain. He gritted his teeth and nodded:
"good……"

Hearing this, Bao Simu showed a look of admiration in his eyes, turned around, winked at the disciples of the Good Sword Alliance, and ordered:

"Take this knight to the side hall for treatment. As for...this competition is not officially over."

After a pause, she faced the young swordsman and showed a hearty and bright smile:
"How about I take up the challenge on his behalf and accompany you in a few moves?"

The young swordsman's face seemed to be wearing an expressionless mask. He just nodded indifferently, then turned around neatly and walked towards the ring.

Seeing this, Bao Simu lifted her heels and walked a few steps forward. Suddenly, she stopped, her cheeks turned a thin layer of red, turned around, and looked at the second floor opposite.

Shui Qingchen was extremely noble, sitting elegantly, with the curvature of his lips slightly raised, revealing a smile.

This smile was like a beam of sunshine passing through the clouds, shining into Bao Simu's heart and giving her infinite help.

Bao Simu walked onto the ring confidently and raised his hand, attracting everyone's attention.

Two disciples of the Shandao Alliance, who were as strong as oxen, walked heavily and worked together to lift a wooden box.

Bao Simu said:

"It has been dormant for nearly 14 years. It's time for it to come to light again and accept the enthusiastic pursuit of everyone."

Hearing the sound, Shui Qingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, the corners of his lips pursed unconsciously, and there was hidden expectation in his eyes.

The disciples of the Good Sword Alliance opened the wooden box, and an astonishing sword energy flashing with silver light shot out into the sky.

The two strong-backed disciples who practiced hard qigong could barely lift the knife with their combined efforts. Bao Simu's slender hand grasped it and picked it up easily.

Under the scorching sun, the cold light of the blade slowly swept across the blade.

A simple, bronze-colored scimitar caught everyone's eyes.

That knife has a golden double ring on the handle, and two black satin hangings. The back of the knife curves with the blade, and the blood groove on the blade is like a keel, which is unique in art and science.

Bao Simu held the handle of the knife, and naturally raised the tip of the knife to face the young swordsman.

In an instant, the sword screamed and trembled, and the dazzling golden sword light burst out with amazing power.

The young swordsman's eyes showed shock for a moment, and then quickly covered it up.

Bao Simu raised his voice and said word by word:

"This sword is called Qiyue."

Ji Fanyin stood up, walked forward quickly, and held the railing tightly with both hands:
"That's...that's..."

"That's..." Luo Zifei murmured again like an echo of Ji Fanyin, her dull and shocked eyes fixed on the Qiyue Sword in Bao Simu's hand.

Do not!
The name of that knife is not Qiyue!

She knew it because she had seen it in Master's paintings.The woman in the painting, with cold eyebrows and proud face, holding a scepter, stands on a city tower filled with beacon fire and smoke, accepting the worship of thousands of refugees.

Under her feet, there was holiness scattered on the ground, and an impressive nobility and domineering attitude.

Her name is Qingyu Ruoguang, the lord of Yanxue Kingdom and the only female among the four emperors - the Snow Emperor Empress.

She is not only a legend, but also Master's only regret in this life and his only best friend.

Master once said that the Snow Emperor’s life began with a legend, and the legend ended with her.

The master also said that without the Snow Emperor's control, the Bingdao would lose the joy of cutting with its sharp edge.A knife, once it loses its fun, becomes a useless piece of scrap metal.Only when it meets an owner who knows how to appreciate it and show its strength will it be willing to show its true posture and flatter the owner.

A true gesture…

Concubine Luo's eyes burst into excitement and enthusiasm.

The true form of this sword is that of a golden dragon entwined with holy light opening the way, burning with the awe-inspiring and formidable king's domineering aura.

This knife is called...

"Heavenly sign." Shui Qingchen's black pupils darkened slightly, his gaze flashed sharply, and he spoke quietly.

"It is indeed a sign from the sky." Ji Fanyin turned around and glanced at Shui Qingchen: "Didn't the sign from the sky disappear at the border between the Holy Buddha Kingdom and the Yanxue Kingdom 18 years ago?"

Eighteen years ago, it was the border between the Buddhist Holy Kingdom and the Yanxue Kingdom.

After learning some of the truth, Shui Qingchen and Luo Zifei's expressions changed, and they both looked at Ji Fanyin.

She also knows about that? !
Ji Fanyin's expression also changed slightly, her clear eyes lingering on the faces of Shui Qingchen and Luo Zifei, and she smiled meaningfully:

"It seems I'm not the only one who knows about that."

As the sound fell, the information about the Snow Emperor and Empress that had been collected in his mind emerged one by one in Ji Fanyin's mind——

Seven Kingdoms and Eight Capitals, Three Seas and Four Emperors, Six Clans are at their best.

The kings of each country follow the world pattern established thousands of years ago, and each is in charge of a country without interfering with each other.

Canglang Country, Lone Bamboo Country, Red Flame Country, Tianli Country, Chixia Country, Buddha Holy Country, and Yanxue Country.

There are seven capitals in the Seven Kingdoms, and the remaining eighth capital, the Nightless City, is located on the Holy Dragon Coast.

The Nightless City is not under the jurisdiction of the Seven Kingdoms, but is led by the city lord, Gu Chenxi, the leader of the Arrow Clan.

In addition to the Holy Dragon Coast, the remaining two sea areas are called the Demon Sea Area and the Stone King Sea, which are ruled by the Demon Emperor Xiao Ling and Yama Emperor Buddha Xiu respectively among the Four Emperors.

The four emperors who are superior to the kings of the Seven Kingdoms, in addition to the Demon Emperor Xiao Ling and the Yama Emperor Buddha Xiu, the other two are the Red Flame Emperor and the Snow Emperor Empress.

The kings of various countries, who originally restrained and helped each other, have been careful to maintain relatively stable and friendly relations.

Unexpectedly, 18 years ago, the Queen of the Snow Emperor, Qingyu Ruoguang, suddenly passed away at the border between the Holy Buddha Kingdom and the Yanxue Kingdom.

What was even more shocking was that on the same day, in the same place, the then Queen of Hell, Jian Lingyan, also died of dystocia.

One is a queen of a country who is one of the four emperors.

One is the daughter of the leader of the Sword Clan, the head of the six clans - the true love of the Emperor of Hell.

After 18 years, Ji Fanyin can still smell the conspiracy that shrouded under that sky.

At this time, the kings of various countries are uneasy, fearing that the millennium pattern will change as a result.

The Snow Emperor's personal bodyguard, Gu Xi, held out the autographed edict left by Qing Yuruoguang before his death——

The position of female monarch is inherited by his sister, Qingyu Wangshu.

He left an oral message and spread it to the seven countries and eight capitals——

Yanxue Kingdom is willing to maintain good relations with the six countries for eternity.

Those who disobey this wish will be punished even though they are respected, and they will be eliminated even though they are close to them.

A few short sentences, but full of resolute and shocking imperial domineering air.

(End of this chapter)