Wanzun Sword Emperor

Chapter 210 Falling Snow and Flying Flowers
The four people in white walked out from the side door. No one dared to move at the banquet in the square. They could only quietly look at the four people who disappeared from their sight. The whole square was silent.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that the four people had gone far away that the whole square boiled up.

"Xing Qiong is also the elder of the council, right?"

"I've never heard of any enmity between the elders of the House of Representatives!"

Hearing the countless speculations at the banquet, Xing Tianjue climbed up from the pit with an extremely ugly face, quietly looked at the courtyard of the ancestor, remembered what the ancestor said yesterday, and couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly. But in the end, he let go helplessly.

At this moment, Xing Tianjue really felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Bai Yi walked through the flower clusters, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Xing Qiong standing up straight and looking in his direction from the other side of the pool.

The other party seemed to be waiting for him.

Bai Yi stopped in his tracks and looked over calmly.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother."

Xing Qiong glanced across the faces of Wei Fang and the three of them, and called out softly, before finally falling on the white-clothed body in front, "Master."

The three of Wei Fang looked at Xing Qiong without speaking, and remained silent.

The other party ended up with such a result, and it was their own fault.

"You are still the same as before. This old slave is really envious." Xing Qiong looked at Li Yisheng and sighed slightly, "Look, do I resemble you now?"

As Xing Qiong said, his old figure gradually became younger.

The loose skin gradually became rosy and shiny.

In the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man stood by the pool.

Li Yisheng looked at Xing Qiong's appearance, and his eyes were slightly surprised.

Rejuvenation, the other party has actually achieved this step.

The opponent's method is different from Jian Eleven's. Jian Eleven returned to the peak after burning his last trace of strength, while Xing Qiong found another way to nourish his body with many lower worlds.

But obviously, Xing Qiong's method still doesn't work, otherwise he wouldn't be in an old form just now.

"The lower world was almost destroyed by you."

Looking at Xing Qiong who turned into a middle-aged man in front of him, Li Yisheng said calmly.

"Master, you are not so kind as to care about the life and death of those ants, are you?" Xing Qiong looked at Li Yisheng, as if he heard very ridiculous words, and laughed to himself.

"Jianzong is in that world." Li Yiyi narrowed his eyes slightly, "And, unfortunately, I am also there."

As Li Yisheng's words fell, Xing Qiong's laughter gradually disappeared, and the courtyard became quiet again.

Xing Qiong knew that it was impossible for the other party to forgive the mistakes he made.

Attacking Jianzong, and even stealing his practice books, all these are enough to make him die a hundred times, not to mention his betrayal, and even want to use others to erase the master.

But even so, Xing Qiong still asked unwillingly, "Do I still have a chance?"

At this moment, Xing Qiong asked cautiously as if he had made a mistake a long time ago.

However, everyone here knows that they are all old.

"Fourth, you can turn back if you go the wrong way, but if you make the wrong choice, you have to pay the price." Wei Fang shook his head and said.

At the beginning, the three of them persuaded not to get involved in matters related to the master, but the other party insisted on going his own way.

Looking at the four people with silent faces on the opposite side, Xing Qiong fell silent. After a long time, he raised his head to look at the white clothes on the opposite side, and said softly, "I want a decent way to die."

Bai Yi raised his head and said calmly, "Okay."

Once a master and servant, this request is not too much.

Xing Qiong took a deep breath, then his eyes turned cold, he stomped the ground with his feet, and shouted loudly, "Go!"

As the word 'open' fell, an invisible restraining formation enveloped the entire courtyard.

Then the cultivation base of Xing Qiong Great Heaven Realm quickly fell to the middle stage of Jun Realm, which was consistent with Li Yisheng.

"Shocking Dragon, come!" Xing Qiong spread out his palm, and a polished long sword fell into his hand.

Xing Qiong held the hilt of the sword tightly, then looked up at Li Yisheng and said, "This old servant is ready!"

For these servants, being able to compete with their master is the most honorable way to die.

And they also want to see how big the gap between them and their master is in the same realm.

Looking at Xing Qiong, whose momentum was at its peak, he lifted his eyes in white clothes, stepped out, and landed on the surface of the pool, and then the whole person was like a startled dragon flying out of the sea, and his sword swept out, like a flying fairy from the sky, piercing Xing Qiong.

That sword seemed simple and ordinary, but both Xing Qiong and Wei Fang knew that the master's sword should never be seen only on the surface.

That sword magnified rapidly in Xing Qiong's eyes like a flying bird.

Xing Qiong's face darkened, and he swung the [Shocking Dragon Sword] in his hand with layers of sword curtains, wrapping the sword Feihong.

In Xing Qiong's eyes, the missing line of the master's sword is extremely obvious, he has never seen the missing line of the master's sword move so clearly like today.

Under the cold sword screen, the 【Dragon Sword】slashed down layer by layer along that eye-catching broken line, instantly chopping up the flying dragon of the sword.

Just like peeling the skin, after peeling off the shell layer by layer, the only thing left is the fruit.

hum!
As the afterimage of Xing Qiong's sword curtain closed at the end, when the last sword fell, Bai Yi's sword had been completely split by Xing Qiong.

The sword was scattered, and the tiptoes of the white clothes lightly landed on the edge of the pool.

Seeing this, Xing Qiong's figure moved.

He had never been so nervous.

He didn't expect that the master's sword was broken by him so easily.

Is the master getting weaker, or is he getting stronger?
Xing Qiong didn't want to delve into it at this time.

He only knew that as long as he could behead his master, he would be free!
Even the three of Wei Fang were a little shocked at the moment.

They didn't expect that their master's sword was cut to pieces by the fourth child so easily?
However, the next moment, while the three of Wei Fang were astonished, the temperature around them suddenly dropped sharply.

Blossoming snowflakes swirled and fell from the sky.

Just when Xing Qiong wanted to move, he was already surrounded by snowflakes.

"This is?"

Xing Qiong froze.

This scene is too weird, for no reason, how could snow fall?
Xing Qiong swung his sword, trying to cut through the snow curtain.

However, the snow was extremely strange, it did not move with the wind, but had its own trajectory.

When Xing Qiong's sword touched the snowflakes, terrifying sword energy sputtered out of the snowflakes!

Falling snow and flying flowers, hide the sword in it!
Seeing this scene, Xing Qiong's face suddenly changed dramatically.

The figure continued to shake, and Xing Qiong chopped up all the leaked sword energy, and then looked up, only to see that the sky of the entire courtyard was covered with snowflakes.

The snowflakes slowly spun and fell towards him.

At this moment, Xing Qiong seemed to be walking in the cold winter, covered by endless snowflakes.

(End of this chapter)