Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 102 The future will be indefinite
"I can't give you a title," I said.

Hearing my direct refusal, Murong Yuanrui was taken aback, and the brilliance in his eyes dimmed instantly.

I was silent for a long time and left a sentence saying "You are so hard-hearted", then I used my body skills and returned to Yaotai Palace without looking back, while I continued to walk down the mountain with the nameless sword.

It's not that I'm really cruel, but that I have other calculations in my heart.

I walked very slowly, until midnight before I completely left the ancestral courtyard of Immortal Dao.

Fusu has murderous intent on me, he will not let me go easily.As a son of Penglai Immortal Dao, how could he tolerate the woman he loves being abandoned by others.

He wouldn't do anything to me in the ancestral court of Immortal Dao, but now my people have come out of it.

At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and I was the only one walking alone in the vast snowy area.Suddenly my heart moved, I looked up towards the direction of the Kunlun Immortal Dao, and saw someone flying against the wind, it was Mr. Fusu.

In an instant, his person stood in front of me.

Wearing a multicolored cassock, I am colder than ice, with contempt and murderous intent in my eyes, looking at me as if I were looking at a dead person.

Mr. Fusu, the young master of Penglai Xiandao, the beloved son of Master Xuanji, he has the capital to be proud.

What's more, he himself has reached the realm of harmony and has mastered the power of law.

Laws are the soul of all spells. With the power of laws, the power of all magical spells will be greatly increased.Because the power of the law can comprehend the innate five elements, and directly use the innate five elements to display magical powers.All laws come from the five elements, and there is a world of difference between innate and acquired.

In addition to enhancing the power of magical powers, some laws themselves can directly kill the enemy.For example, Zhang Zhiyuan's law itself has the meaning of destruction, so he can use the magic sword to create a deadly place.

"What advice does Mr. Fusu come here for?" I asked.

"You should be clear in your heart." Mr. Fusu said coldly.

"You can't kill me."

"If you kill you to provoke Fengshen, I wouldn't be so stupid, but I didn't intend to kill you in the first place, I just wanted to leave you with a lesson that you will never forget."

"Hehe." I smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Mr. Fusu asked.

"Coincidentally, I also want to leave you an unforgettable lesson for all living beings."

"I've heard about the battle between you and Xu Song. Your four swords are more than enough to kill him. If you want to use them against me, you will undoubtedly be dreaming." Mr. Fu Su said.

"I want to try, but I don't know if Mr. Fusu will give me this chance?" I asked.

In the realm of harmony, the primordial spirit is great, and one breath and one thought can hurt people.

At the beginning, Jiang Xueyang was able to interrupt Jiang Weixuan's shape-shifting, because she was in the realm of harmony.

If Mr. Fusu doesn't give me a chance to strike, let alone four swords, I may not be able to come out with one sword.

"As long as you are willing to pay enough, I can give you this chance."

"Okay, as long as Mr. Fusu is willing to give me the chance to unleash the sword, I, Xie Lan, am willing to pay any price, even if I die." I said.

"Draw your sword." Mr. Fusu said, casting a contemptuous look at me.

I took a deep breath, and slowly pulled out Murong Yuanrui's nameless sword.

After getting this sword in my hand, there is a feeling of blood connection.It's like seeing a good friend who hasn't seen for many years, very kind.

It is precisely because of this feeling that I have not pulled it out.

There is a kind of sword that is not for people to see, because the sword will kill people.

There is no snow in Kunlun tonight, there is a moon, and the moon is in the middle of the sky.

The land was vast.

I gripped the hilt tightly and pulled the blade out of the scabbard inch by inch.

There is a saying in martial arts that a swordsman's strongest moment is when the sword is out of the sheath, and some swordsmen even practice drawing out their swords all their lives.

Drawing a sword can best represent a swordsman's emotion, even realm.

The melancholy of drawing the sword and looking around at a loss, the amorousness of drawing the sword between the brows, the heroicness of drawing the sword to attack the wilderness, the ambition of following Weihuo in the battlefield...

The moment the Wuming Sword came out of the body, a cold light burst out.

It is not clear whether the bright moon illuminates Jianguang, or the sword shines on Mingyue.

The shape of this sword is very strange, it looks like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, and even one part of the sword body is obviously distorted, and the tip of the sword is inherently flawed and missing a piece.

I understand, this sword should be a broken sword, a failed product.

"I didn't expect that bitch Murong Yuanrui to give you this sword. Wait until you get back to Penglai to see how I torture her!" Mr. Fusu cursed viciously when he saw the sword.

I became impatient when I heard it, and my heart became even more murderous.

Murong Yuanrui told me before that Mr. Fusu not only abandons lust and passion from beginning to end, he is also cruel and ruthless.

Now I can confirm this from the expression on his face.

"You know this sword?" I asked.

"Of course I know it. This sword was forged by Ou Yezi after imitating the sword of the master of the demonic way. Ou Yezi made 37 such swords in his life, and all of them failed without exception. This sword is the only one in the sword mound that is still intact. It has been kept in the Immortal Dao Hidden Sword Pavilion, and it is one of the most treasures of Kunlun Immortal Dao."

"Thank you for your advice." I didn't expect Mr. Fusu to tell me the origin of this sword.

"You don't need to thank me, this sword will be mine after I kill you." Mr. Fusu's eyes were full of greed.

No wonder it connects my blood. Jiang Xueyang was right, this sword is indeed closely related to the sword of the Patriarch of the Demon Dao.

"Does this sword have a name?" I asked again.

"The sword of the Patriarch of the Demon Dao is called Wumingjian, but the sword in your hand has a name. It is said that when it was released from the furnace, red rain fell from the sky and all animals wailed. For some reason, Ou Yezi looked at the sky blankly, and finally gave this sword It's called Wentian."

"Ask the sky? Good name."

"You talk too much nonsense, and my patience is limited. After killing me, I will take this sword to find Murong Yuanrui. I think her expression will be very exciting."

Fusu's words successfully made me feel a little more murderous towards him.

So far I have nothing to say anymore, the circulation of true qi and the fusion of killing intent, the sword energy of Wentian sword soared, and the horse practiced like a rainbow.

It really is a good sword, Murong Yuanrui gave it to me at the right time.

When confronting Xu Song, I felt that the Zhaizhan Master Sword in my hand could not control my Seven Killing Sword.

After all, Master Zhai Zhan's sword is a Taoist magic sword. The material is light and thin, and it cannot carry too strong sword intent. If the sword energy is too strong, Master Zhai Zhan's sword will be broken by the sword energy before it is shot.

But Wentian Sword is different, no matter how much sword energy I condense, it will remain motionless.

It's as indifferent as the spirit-calling banner in my porch.

The first move of the Seven Killing Sword, the hero has no way out!

With the killing intent activated in my heart, I slashed at Mr. Fusu with my sword.

Mr. Fusu smiled coldly, and dodged my move with a fluttering figure.The chance he gave me was not because he couldn't fight back, but because he only dodged but didn't attack.

Obviously, the first sword of the Seven Killing Sword couldn't lock his aura at all.

Afterwards, I unleashed two swords in a row, besieged on all sides, and the bloody battle soul.

The sword energy of these two swords is more majestic than the other, and the killing intent is also stronger than the other.

The Seven Killing Sword is meant to cut off the way out, recklessly killing the enemy and injuring oneself in exchange for one's life.

However, Mr. Fusu's primordial spirit is too powerful, and the murderous intent I arouse cannot shake his primordial spirit at all. If the primordial spirit does not move, my sword still cannot lock him.

These three swords caused me to lose a lot of vitality. Fortunately, after my body was tempered by the source of dragon veins, it would not cause serious damage to me, but it was different after the fourth sword was shot.

The fourth sword is called Wuyi.

This time Mr. Fusu finally locked the energy for me, because the sword flew from the sky and directly covered all his people into my sword energy field.

When the sword qi is strong enough to a certain level, it can generate the sword qi domain, as long as it is within this domain, there will be nothing but a sword in all directions.

Therefore, my fourth sword can't be avoided at all.

It's a pity that this sword still returned in vain. With a bang, the golden light curse shattered, and the sword energy and the golden light curse that protected Mr. Fusu's body disappeared together.

And my people have felt the threat of death after the fourth sword took away a lot of vitality.

"The four swords have been exhausted, you can die." Mr. Fusu recalled the cold and heartless voice.

After saying this, he started walking towards me, murderous every step of the way.

At this time, I knelt down on one knee, and the Wentian sword was stuck on the ground.As Mr. Fusu released his killing intent on me, my person was like a dead leaf in a storm.

His body, which was already dying of vitality, became more and more unable to stabilize his figure.

"I'll see how long you can last."

Every time Mr. Fusu took a step closer, his killing intent became stronger.

At his level, there is no need to use magic to kill me, just relying on the divine sense of the primordial spirit can kill my consciousness.

Seeing that the five senses and the six senses were about to be sealed by him with the primordial spirit, at this moment, all the killing intent that had condensed in my heart for a long time erupted.

The fifth sword will be shot indefinitely.

If there will be no date in the future, I wish you a worthy death!

(End of this chapter)