Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　"But unfortunately, there are always some unappetizing things that I like to rub on people!"

　　The words fell, and the three old women were all icy cold, like falling into a cold winter. .

Chapter 98

　　There is one less woman in this world who is good at Frozen True Essence.

　　It stands to reason that the temperature should be warmer.

　　But this is not the case.

　　Only now did the three old women know that it is not only the Mingyu Gong who has reached the peak of his cultivation to exude that deadly chill.

　　Some people don't even practice cold-type martial arts.

　　With just one look, a person can be driven into the extremely cold abyss.

　　Zhu Hao fed Huang Xuemei a dragon pill.

　　The medicinal power is mellow, reaching just to the yang, which can not only add to the cultivation base, but also benefit internal injuries.

　　Then the palm of his hand was placed on his shoulder and back, the internal force slowly entered, and the medicinal force was quickly dissolved.

　　Huang Xuemei's breath quickly calmed down.

　　After doing all this, he slowly got up and walked casually in front of the three old women.

　　"You... what are you doing?" The eyes of the three old women were shaking, and they retreated subconsciously.

　　There was even one who forgot to look at the road under his feet and nearly fell.

　　If outsiders were here, they would definitely not be able to see that these were three martial arts masters with the cultivation of the Taoist realm.

　　Hmm... Of course I can't imagine how proud they were when they teamed up to deal with Huang Xuemei before.

　　Zhu Hao just glanced at them lightly, but his eyes never stopped.

　　Then he landed on Xichi and said, "This king said that he will move the flower palace and destroy the door... Are you going to do it yourself, or me?"

　　Xi Chi bit her red lips, took a step forward, and said, "This matter is caused by me alone... I am willing to bear all the consequences of my sins, and I also ask the ninth prince not to implicate innocent people!"

　　The words were as flat as ever.

　　But there is clearly a lot less coldness.

　　Zhu Hao could hear that she tried to beg him in a soft and pleading tone.

　　But she had long forgotten how to express that tone and attitude.

　　At first glance, it sounds like he is so arrogant and arrogant.

　　Zhu Hao smiled and said: "It's not that this king has not given you a choice. Everything now is the path you chose by yourself."

　　He said again: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask you. There's been a fight today, and I don't care if you move a little more!"

　　When the words fell, he stretched out two slender fingers.

　　All eyes were on his fingers.

　　Slim, white and tender, like a beautiful jade carving, it is even envied by many women, and it is not more ugly than the previous Yan Yin.

　　The two fingers were twisted together and rubbed slightly.

　　Suddenly, there were light spots flickering in the air.

　　The whole world darkened.

　　The sun is still so dazzling, the sky is still so blue... But everyone seems to see no light in their eyes.

　　The only things in sight were the two fingers and the faint light spot.

　　Those light spots seemed to gather in one place in a hurry and slowly, and gradually outlined nine leaves.

　　Silver leaves!

　　At the moment of seeing this leaf, two breaths in the darkness became rapid.

　　One of them was Ximen Chuixue, whose eyes were brighter than his sword for the first time.

　　His hand holding the sword trembled so much for the first time in his life.

　　In his eyes they were not leaves.

　　But a sword, the sword that hangs from the sky!

　　The other one came from Xichi, and the wound on her hand that had never recovered was aching.

　　It was the sword wound left by Ximen Chuixue.

　　The edge contained in it was suddenly much more eager than before.

　　She bit her lip in pain.

　　Time seems to pass very slowly, just the formation of nine leaves seems to be as long as hundreds of years have passed.

　　But it seemed to go by quickly.

　　Like a dream, it changed in an instant.

　　A light floated from a distance, dragging a long tail, as if from the origin of heaven and earth.

　　It swept over the heads of everyone without stopping.

　　It's like going to the end of the world.

　　In a trance, two lights, one horizontal and one vertical, appeared on the sky, both of which were the same and could not see the edge.

　　Divide the whole world into several parts.

　　In the blink of an eye, there were a few more rays of light, and the world became more and more broken.

　　In the end, there was no complete sky as far as the eye could see.

　　What I saw in my eyes was all light, thousands of beams... sword light!

　　Suddenly, those two slender fingers moved.

　　With a flick, the grass with nine silver leaves fell slowly, following the wind.

　　The sword light that spread all over the sky also moved.

　　They scrambled to fall from the nine days and plunged into the nine-leaf grass.

　　One, two... In the end, they converged into a monstrous torrent.

　　All eyes are silver.

　　That little leaf devoured the infinite brilliance like this, and then fell down without the slightest brilliance.

　　Fall in Xiuyu Valley!

　　At this moment, the world is quiet.

　　No more sound, just light... Infinite light.

　　How desperately he had plunged into the nine-leaf grass before, how crazy it is now that he broke out.

　　Wherever he passed, mountains, rivers, buildings, people... all melted away.

　　Like a fire, it burned all the paper on which the sun and moon were drawn.

　　All eyes were burned, and Xichi felt that he could no longer see anything.

　　Finally, everything dissipated.

　　The scene in front of him, even as indifferent as Ximen Chuixue, couldn't help but let out a gasp of breath.

　　In a radius of ten miles, except for the peaks at their feet.

　　All the rest, turned into flat ground - real flat ground!

　　Like a plain!

　　"¨ˇThis..." Xichi suddenly fell to the ground, which is not like what would happen to a palace master of Yihua Palace at the peak of Taoism.

　　But it turns out that when a certain emotion reaches its limit, it is enough to ignore the cultivation base and knock down anyone.

　　At this moment, her heart is full of fear, remorse, regret, loss, confusion... and countless other emotions.

　　The Yihua Palace is gone, completely disappeared from the rivers and lakes.

　　Not even the ruins were found.

　　This is the one time that Zhu Hao has left the least leeway since he entered the arena.

　　It was also the first time he went all out to perform the (remarkable) grass character sword art.

　　The effect was so strong that even he himself was a little surprised.

　　But... it's a pity that such a powerful attack cannot be used too many times with his current cultivation.

　　"It's time to prepare and start breaking through!" Zhu Hao thought, suddenly feeling that his sleeve was pulled.

　　Bowing her head, Huang Xuemei asked in a low voice, "Young Master, have you...forgot about Yaoyue and Lianxing?"

　　Zhu Hao was stunned when he heard the words, then smiled, and pointed to somewhere at the foot of the mountain.

　　There, there is also a yard intact.

　　There are two slender figures rushing out, rushing towards their location.

　　Huang Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So you already knew that they were locked in this position!"

　　Zhu Hao turned his head and looked at Xichi, the lost soul, and said lightly: "The Palace of Flowers is gone, you now have two choices."

　　Xichi raised her head slightly, of course she knew what these two options were. .

Chapter 99

　　The town is nameless, next to the wilderness.