Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 163 I said, your father is dying!

Immortal air flutters, a posture of immortal demeanor, anyone who sees it will praise "the Taoist master is really the demeanor of the immortal family".

It's a pity that Xia Houchun didn't have such a leisurely mood, his eyes were stern, as if he was facing an enemy.

With a flick of the whisk in the man's hand, three thousand white threads vibrated in the air, penetrating the entire radius of hundreds of feet in an instant.

The breath of a real person is like a huge cage, imprisoning Xia Houchun in it.

His temples were dyed white, his face was clear and handsome, and he looked at Xia Houchun coldly and arrogantly, like a god living above the nine heavens, looking down at the ants walking on the ground.

The lofty attitude is fully revealed.

Xia Houchun's eyes drooped, and he grinned, "It turns out that Elder Xuanzong likes to bully the small with the big?"

The man's eyes flashed, his smile was not a smile, "Small ants dare to offend my Xuanzong, if we don't eradicate you and other crazy and ignorant people, how will the world know the power of my Xuanzong!"

As far as he is concerned, whether it is Prince Dajing or Prince Yunxiao, they are nothing more than mortal ants, and it is difficult for him to see.

The reason why he personally came to kill Xia Houchun this time was not only to repay the favor of the Taikang City man, but also the will from Tiandu Peak.

Xuanzong's Taoism is close to nature and coincides with the way of heaven, as if every action is determined by heaven.

This state is also called "the state of no self", the heart is like a dust, and it understands the emptiness of the spirit, so it is good at the way of emptiness and reality.

And this way involves the way of space, which seems to be similar to the space property of the 'Nanke Sword' in Xia Houchun's hand, but the two are so different that they cannot be compared in the same day.

Xia Houchun took a deep breath, with a dignified face. This is a real real person, and it seems to be the peak of a real person.

One move can kill him.

hum!
Not much to say, this aloof real person did not say anything, just raised his hand and recorded the Taoism.

As he waved his sleeve robe, floating clouds suddenly gathered in the sky.

After a bang, there seemed to be a mysterious force gathering them together, mixing them into a ball, and condensing them into a giant hand that held up the sky.

The momentum is magnificent, the power shakes the sky and the earth, the majestic mountains and rivers make people's hearts swaying and fascinated.

This is the real power.

But Xia Houchun's complexion changed drastically, and he retreated in panic, rushing to loot.

Rumble!
However, the giant palm behind him followed like a shadow, breathed hundreds of feet, and reached behind Xia Houchun in an instant.

High above the sky, the real person stood with one hand behind his back, and slowly stretched out the other.

It seemed to be controlling that huge giant palm, slowly pushing forward.

Looking at Xia Houchun who kept retreating, a sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "Ants dare to compete with the bright moon, they really don't know how to live or die!"

It was just now that Xia Houchun faced him with a tendency to fight against him, as if he had never taken him seriously, he is a real person, how could he easily let that young boy go?

Prince?Hmph, even if Emperor Jing came in person, he would not dare to easily offend a real person.

Seeing that Xia Houchun was about to escape from the range of his mana, he breathed out lightly, and then silently recited a few formulas.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and his originally immortal temperament suddenly changed.

Become murderous!
He shouted, "Fall!"

A shrill piercing sound roared.

Xia Houchun, who was fleeing, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and he threw Shan Jianqing in his hand.

He shouted hoarsely, "Set up the formation!!!"

hum!
With a flick of the sleeve robe, a handle of golden-leaf bamboo with bee pattern emerged, standing in the air.

It is the starlight trap!
The burst of light scattered in all directions, covering a radius of hundreds of feet. In an instant, the snow was filled, and the mountains roared and the forest roared, just like a whirlpool of frost and snow suddenly condensed.

And above this vortex, the giant hand slowly pressed down.

The breath of the eye of the storm formed by the vortex churned and rose continuously, and reached a level comparable to that of a real person between breaths.

Time seems to stand still, and the years have forgotten to flow.

With a shrill sound of piercing through the air, the giant palm that shook the sky was pressed down brazenly, and there was a collision sound that shook the sky and the earth with the eye of the storm that was constantly roaring and roaring.

"Bang!!!!"

The heaven and the earth lost their voices, and the eight wildernesses trembled because of it.

The huge collision sound, under the blessing of invisible momentum, instantly swayed away, like a nuclear bomb explosion, sweeping away everything on the surrounding snow peaks.

The flying snow rolled rapidly, the rivers and forests were swept away, and all the birds, beasts and birds were reduced to ashes in an instant.

When the huge waves hit, the old servant's wrinkled face, which looked like old tree bark, instantly froze. After taking a deep breath, he threw himself down without hesitation, like an old dog lying on ice, and got under three feet of snow.

Under the mountain, Xia Houqing and the middle-aged man with the sword on his back squinted their eyes and retreated. Murong Yan and the others who faced them suddenly changed their expressions and went straight to the top of the mountain.

"Your Highness!" "Brother!"

After the huge wave-like shock wave swayed away, the smoke cleared away, and a huge palm-shaped crater with an outline of nearly a hundred feet came into view.

cough cough cough.

In the pit, Xia Houchun was covered in blood, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was depressed. The mountains beside him were turning green and dim.

Swish!
Tianxin's vigorous posture flashed to Xiahouchun's side, and Tianxin made a whirling circle, drawing a large circle around Xiahouchun, and the light suddenly appeared, as if a halo rose up, like a mouthful and a half bowl thrown upside down on the ground.

"Are you dead?"

A cold voice sounded, Tian Xin frowned, pursed her thin lips, and asked without looking back.

Xia Houchun struggled to get up, wiped the bruises from the corners of his mouth, looked at the protective cover formed by the halo of Tianxin Ling, and grinned, "A small real person wants to kill me too, what a shame!" Overestimate yourself!!"

Losing is not losing, especially in front of women, Xia Houchun has a firm face.

Tianxin sneered, and was about to speak, but suddenly stopped.

boom!
The halo protective cover seemed to have been severely injured, with cracks and cracks spreading around like spider webs, and there seemed to be wailing sounds.

Looking at his violent trembling posture, he might not be able to last a few breaths.

Da da da.

The eyes of the two were solemn, and they looked up at the figure that was getting closer.

The smoke and dust cleared away, only to see a middle-aged man in a dark blue Taoist robe slowly stepping forward, with momentum like a rainbow, overwhelming mountains and seas, especially the huge aura covering hundreds of feet that shook the surrounding Xueling Plateau.

After the Taoist glanced at Tianxin Ling, his cold eyes fell on Xia Houchun, and when the mountain in his hand turned green, his eyes paused, and then he slowly said: "This seat, Xiao Hanchen, is here to take your life today!"

The words are understated, as if killing a prince of a country is like butchering a dog, and it is as simple as picking something out of a pocket.

However, after saying this, Xia Houchun's pupils shrank, his ears buzzed, and his whole body stiffened suddenly, as if he couldn't believe it.

Even Tian Xin's brows and eyes were twitching, and his breathing was suffocated.

Xiao Hanchen is the master of Yanjing Yuxu Temple!
Xuanzong's spokesperson in Youyan Zhuzhou!
The No. 1 Emperor Xuanzong, who was sitting in Youyan on the bright side, actually hunted and killed Xia Houchun himself!
Once such news is spread, it will inevitably cause an uproar in Dajing and Xuanling, and it may even lead to a confrontation between Dajing and Xuanzong.

Now, although Dajing and Xuanzong seem to be in harmony, they haven't completely torn skins. Even if Xuanzong attacked and killed Dajing officials, and even hunted and killed the prince Xia Houchun, it was still done in secret.

But now he is blatantly bullying and killing him, as if he is disregarding Taikang's face.

In other words, even if today's incident was reported, this temple master from Yanjing was not afraid, and his rampant arrogance can be seen.

As Xiao Hanchen's words fell, he clearly felt several powerful auras fluctuate, and the old servant who was about to push away the frost and snow and turned over froze for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then silently stepped into the snow pit.

Under the mountains a few miles away, Xia Houqing, who was confronting Murong Yan, seemed to have a feeling. He smiled ferociously, "Xuanzong Daoist is here, my elder brother will not escape this catastrophe today, ten deaths and no life, little beauty, if you know each other If you don’t, just obediently let him go, maybe this hall will consider letting you go.”

He stroked his chin, and looked up and down Murong Yan's graceful figure, especially the graceful and graceful figure, which aroused his quiet and indifferent heart a little hot.

He licked his parched and chapped lips, his eyes seemed to be blazing, and his tone was slightly gentle, "Of course, if I take good care of this hall, I might not be able to give you a concubine seat in the future."

Facing the frivolous words that were almost molesting, Murong Yan turned a deaf ear to them, just raised his hand and pointed at him lightly.

Between the heaven and the earth, there seemed to be a mysterious aura that suddenly emerged, killing Xia Houqing with lightning speed.

The air mechanism is as fast as lightning, invisible and qualityless, as if it is independent of the five elements.

Caught off guard, Xia Houqing was caught in the trick instantly, his eyes were in a trance, and his face was dull.

At the same time, the already pale complexion was slowly decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seems to have been taken away by the god of death!

But in a short time, Xia Houqing's temples had a wisp of gray.

At this rate, within half a quarter of an hour, the Second Prince Dajing would die because of being robbed of his vitality.

And the most frightening thing is that the recruits can still experience the rapid passage of life, and every minute and every second is a torment.

At the right time, a sound of sword chanting sounded, and an arc of light like a bright autumn moon sprinkled down, passing like a gurgling water, washing away Xia Houqing's whole body, sweeping away the filth all over his body, and cutting off the involvement of the mysterious aura.

The person who shot was the swordsman whose figure suddenly disappeared.

puff.

Seeing that invisible sword energy cut off a certain mysterious method, Murong Yan snorted coldly, and with a flash of her tender body, was hugged by the masked man who suddenly appeared and retreated.

It's just that the corner of the masked man's mouth is bleeding at this time, and there is still a piece of cloth left on the pointed end of the plum in blood, but it has not been stained with blood.

As if, in the secret contest with that swordsman just now, she was slightly inferior and lost the wind.

With a puff, Xia Houqing, who was full of fear, immediately flew into a rage, pointed at Murongyan and the two of them and said sharply: "If you don't eat the toast, you should die!!!"

"Go, cut off their heads, this hall will be trampled for 1 years!"

The swordsman next to him was expressionless. He was invited by the Wanning Palace, just to ensure the prince's safety and safety, and he ignored the superfluous matters.

Xia Houqing looked at him bitterly, annoyed that this distinguished guest from Jianmen did not listen to the instructions, but he was helpless. After a change in his face, he raised his feet and walked towards the top of the mountain.

The swordsman frowned slightly, and was about to stop Xia Houqing suddenly turned his head, and said coldly: "Remember, you are just a dog raised by my Dajing. This hall does not want what happened just now to happen again, otherwise don't blame me for visiting you after returning to Beijing." One."

The swordsman squinted his eyes, subconsciously grasped the cinnabar sword, and gently rubbed the cold blade with his fingertips, overflowing with murderous intent.

"What, want to kill Ben Gong? Your hundreds of people don't want it anymore?"

Xia Houqing sneered disdainfully, and walked away without looking back.

Although this elder of Jianmen is a half-real person, since the property and lives of hundreds of disciples in Jianmen were sold to the imperial court, he has been completely controlled by others like a tiger with its teeth pulled out.

The swordsman named Wen Jiu was silent for a long while, then slowly lowered his head, only the phalanges holding the cinnabar hilt protruded and creaked, which complemented the sound of stepping on the snow under his feet.

After he left, a handsome young man holding a Frost Sky Spear slowly appeared, with a wicked smile on his lips, and he said to himself: "The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind, but I have a slingshot."

He glanced at the snow field in the direction of Jinzhou City, and smiled sarcastically, "You cowardly coward."

Er, with a sway of his body, he disappeared.

Killing Xia Houchun was just incidental, the real person was the big one.

Xiao Shilong looked at the majestic aura like the sun with fiery eyes, he tried his best to suppress the greedy desire in his heart, a gust of wind and snow swept over him, and he drifted away with the wind.

boom! !

Outside the snow pit, Xiao Hanchen flung out his wide sleeved robe, wrapped in a majestic force, and slammed into the crumbling halo protective cover fiercely.

With a bang, the protective cover that exhausted all the inspirations of Tianxin broke down.

"Walk!!"

Tian Xin grabbed Xia Houchun's shoulder suddenly, intending to throw him out of the snow pit.

"Want to leave? Have you ever thought about this seat!"

The cold words were like thunder, exploding in the ears of Xia Houchun and the others.

Xiao Hanchen, who was twenty feet away, approached suddenly, and pinched Tianxin's snow-muscled gooseneck, like pinching a chicken.

I saw him sneering at the corner of his mouth, looking down at Xia Houchun in the snow pit, and said in a harsh tone, "Killing you is easier than crushing an ant!"

Tianxin's cold eyes flashed, and Tianxin made Didi Liu turn around, with a resolute air leaking from his body, as if he had the intention of burning everything together.

But at this moment, a snort sounded.

At the beginning, it was still a hundred feet away, but it quickly rushed to the front.

Xiao Hanchen raised his eyes, only to see a sword energy coming from the low sky.

After the sword qi, there was another figure, holding a dharma sword and pointing it away.

It was Shen Guangyin who came!
Xiao Hanchen's eyes turned cold, he immediately withdrew his claws, and waved lightly at Shen Guangyin instead.

The long sleeves swayed, and the mysterious machine was like a mountain, and it fell on the uninvited guest.

The opponent spat out scarlet blood, and rushed back at a speed that was three minutes faster than when he came.

After that, several kites came up in the air and turned over. After landing like rabbits and falcons, they jumped on the mountain sword in a zigzag way, breathing hard, and escaped hundreds of feet away.

"His Royal Highness, the three-stroke agreement has passed, the oath has been lifted, the mountain is high and the road is far away, you and I will meet later!"

Only after Xia Houchun left these words in his mind, Shen Guangyin completely disappeared among the mountains.

A strange look flashed across Xiao Hanchen's eyes. The Taoism controlled by the person just now obviously had the aura of Xuanzong, and he was suspected to be the one who was in charge of Taixing's spiritual veins, but that person seemed to belong to the elders of Fengge, and belonged to a different camp from him.

However, since the other party is unwilling to make a big move today, he has no intention of provoking internal strife in the sect rashly, so let him go for the time being.

He snorted coldly to himself, now that the suzerain is in seclusion, the line of elders seems to be rising, but all this is just a mirror image, even if the suzerain rises up, the power of the sect will still fall into the hands of their faction.

How can the interests of the Taoist sect allow the dead bones in the graves of other generations to be corrupted!

One day he, Xiao Hanchen, will definitely drive out those moths that corrupt Xuanzong inside and outside.

Concentrating his thoughts, Xiao Hanchen lowered his gaze, not to mention the benefits of the mountain gate, let's kill this little bug first.

At this moment, Xia Houchun, who seemed to realize that his death was approaching, who was sitting cross-legged in the snow pit suddenly said, "Before you die, can you tell me who sent you to kill me?"

Xiao Hanchen was taken aback when he heard the words, and smiled lightly, "The dead don't need to know too much."

Xia Houchun nodded slightly, knowing that it would be useless to talk too much, and nothing could be done.

He clenched Shan Jianqing tightly in his right hand, and replaced the magic source seal in his left hand with the 'Seal of Observing Taoism'. His blood-stained Taoist robe fluttered, and as he stood up, there seemed to be a vaguely mysterious aura emerging.

Xiao Hanchen frowned, and snorted coldly, "Pretending to be a ghost!"

As soon as the words fell, the long jet black hair floated up behind him, and the surroundings were full of ideas, and they were swallowed up by him in an instant.

Boom.

The tyrannical real energy machine instantly arouses the vision of heaven and earth, the clouds and mist roll, the wind howls and the rain stops, the mountains and rivers change color, and the thunder cheers for it.

Xiao Hanchen was walking in the air, his indifferent eyes showed cat-and-mouse banter, and there was a trace of inexplicable expectation.

There was a trace of gloating in his eyes, and he said with a half-smile: "I forgot to tell you, before I left the view, there was a message from the mountain gate that Emperor Jing Xia Houhong's sneak attack on the Suzerain was unsuccessful, and he returned in a complete defeat, killing Tiandu Peak!"

Xia Houchun suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on Xiao Hanchen who was floating in the air, and said word by word: "What did you say!"

Xiao Hanchen laughed loudly, "My lord said, your old emperor is about to die!"

(End of this chapter)