The wisdom is against the sky: people in Daqin, the maid Shao Siming

Nangong Pushe raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled.

When she saw Zhao Xuansu begging for mercy in front of her, she felt a little sarcastic.

Zhao Xuansu had a chance to block this knife, but now, he was afraid of death and begged for mercy.

Because of fear, strength was once again affected.

"Now with this eighteenth strike, he will definitely not be able to defend himself. The outcome is already determined!!!"

Nangong Pushe thought of this and turned to look at Ying Chen, as if waiting for Ying Chen's decision.

"Sir, what do you think?"

Ying Chen knows too well what it means for a villain to die because of talking too much.

When he met Nangong Pushe's gaze, he just shook his head slightly.

In an instant, Nangong Pushe understood that Ying Chen had no intention of letting Zhao Xuansu go.

She no longer hesitated, holding the Xiudong and Chunlei swords in her hands in reverse, and her figure was like a white fox, coming in front of Zhao Xuansu at an unpredictable speed.

"Stop eighteen, cut!"

In an instant, the world became quiet.

A kind of pressure carrying the power of heaven and earth emanated from Nangong Pushe's sword.

Everyone was clearly standing by the Wei River and could hear the sound of the waves.

But at this moment, there seemed to be no third sound between heaven and earth except the buzzing sound of the swinging sword and the whistling sound caused by breaking through the air.

It seemed that everything was drowned by this shocking knife!

Although Zhao Xuansu begged for mercy, he never let down his guard.

At this moment, when he suddenly saw the eighteenth sword swung by Nangong Pushe, his heart instantly turned cold.

He understood that Ying Chen didn't want to let him go.

In that case, he won't sit idly by.

"Do you really think that I have no power to resist?"

"Destroy the top floor of the Jade Emperor Tower in Longhu Mountain!"

Zhao Xuansu looked at Nangong Pushe and Ying Chen with resentment in his eyes, and then roared loudly to the sky.

At the same time, he suddenly raised his hands high.

A brilliant golden light appeared around him.

The powerful protective energy completely turned into substance and surrounded him.

Boom! ! !

At the same time, there were constant thunders in the sky, and endless thunders fell like raindrops towards Nangong Pushe in front of him.

Nangong Pushe did not hesitate at all, and the eighteenth sword in his hand continued to move forward.

And when those heavenly thunders fell three feet in front of Nangong Pushe, it seemed that an invisible sword force chopped all the thunders into pieces.

After seeing this scene, Zhao Xuansu seemed a little unbelievable.

"How is it possible to ignore the thunder?!"

And just when Zhao Xuansu was about to take action again.

The protective energy that he was so proud of was easily pierced by Nangong Pushe like a piece of white paper under this shocking sword.

Just a staggered figure.

Nangong Pushe’s face was as pale as paper, blood was coming out of his mouth, and his breath was a little weak.

But he remained calm and slowly put Xiudong and Chunlei back into the sheath.

On the other hand, look at Zhao Xuansu.

Just now, he still looked like a child.

At this moment, he had completely turned back into his original old and frail body.

Then, he fell to the ground trembling all over, covering his neck with one hand, as if trying to stop the blood from flowing out, but his body was already stained red with blood.

At the same time, his other hand pointed tremblingly at Ying Chen, and he spoke intermittently, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Since... since you don't intend to let me go, then I will not let you off even if I die!"

"Mr. Ying Chen, be careful..."

Hearing Bei Mingzi's somewhat panicked reminder, Ying Chen just chuckled.

He had the memories of his previous life, so he naturally knew that Zhao Xuansu had this last trick, soul leaving the body.

Therefore, they would naturally not think that his chances of survival were almost zero and relax their vigilance.

Sure enough, Zhao Xuansu's hands dropped completely and his body completely lost its life.

But his soul suddenly left his body and flew towards Ying Chen.

At the same time, he pinched the magic formula and pointed his finger at Ying Chen. An extremely dark force of luck surged out from his fingertips.

Looking at Ying Chen in front of him, he laughed wildly, his eyes full of viciousness and the joy of dying together.

"I will give you my own luck and martial arts path, and at the same time, I will also give you my calamity... Ugh!"

"Senior Zhao, what are you talking about?"

Ying Chen looked at Zhao Xuansu in front of him and the extremely dark power of destiny, and asked with a slightly playful look on his face.

Ying Chen just raised his hand and lightly touched the front of his face with his fingertips.

A silver-white light emanated from his fingertips.

In an instant, Bei Mingzi and Zhao Xuansu's pupils shrank and their eyes were filled with shock.

This is a kind of power that the two have never seen before.

Although it looked like it would break at any moment, there was only a thin layer of silver light blocking Ying Chen.

But it seems to be the pinnacle of all power, above everything.

Even the so-called most powerful force, the power of luck, is not as strong as this power that emits silver-white light.

This made Zhao Xuansu, who had originally felt full of confidence, realize that the power of his own luck was so vulnerable in front of the silver-white light.

This made him look incredulous and at the same time feel endless resentment in his heart.

He didn't expect that his desperate attack would be broken so easily by Ying Chen. He seemed like a joke.

“What…what kind of power is this?!”

"Impossible! How can there be a power that can surpass the power of destiny? The power of destiny is obviously the most terrifying power in the world!"

At this time, Bei Mingzi looked at Ying Chen with disbelief in his eyes.

After all, Bei Mingzi, as an eighth-level strong man, has a deeper understanding of the power of luck than Zhao Xuansu.

Before this, he, like Zhao Xuansu, believed that the power of luck was the most terrifying power in the world.

After all, how many people can resist the arrangement of fate? And the power of luck is mixed with the rules of fate.

But now, everything he saw before his eyes completely overturned his understanding of the power between heaven and earth.

Although he didn't understand what kind of power the silver-white light on Ying Chen's fingertips was.

But he could feel that this power was extremely powerful, perhaps even far beyond his imagination.

Just sensing it made him feel terrified.

Even the purest Taoist power in his body would tremble slightly when facing this kind of power.

This was a scene that Bei Mingzi had never seen in the past few hundred years.

"What kind of power can actually make even this poor Taoist feel so frightened? It's really unbelievable!"

Bei Mingzi looked at Ying Chen and couldn't help but sigh.

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And at this time.

Looking at Zhao Xuansu, whose soul was gradually dissipating in front of him and whose eyes were full of unwillingness, Ying Chen chuckled.

"The power of destiny is the most terrifying power in the world? Then I can only say that Master Zhao, you just haven't seen a more powerful power."

"Now, before you die, you can see with your own eyes what the strongest power in the world is. It will be worth your trip to this world!"

After hearing Ying Chen's words, Zhao Xuansu, whose soul was already a little illusory at this time, looked at the silver-white light in front of him, which his own luck power could not shake at all, and his eyes were dim.

"¨" Even if I use all my strength to exert the power of destiny, it is still the same."

"The most terrifying power in the world. Haha, what a terrifying power in the world."

"I didn't expect to see this kind of power that transcends destiny before I die. It's really an eye-opener."

"This world is really wonderful!"

After saying this, Zhao Xuansu felt lost.

I don’t know if it’s because a dying person speaks kind words.

Zhao Xuansu's face was no longer filled with malice and unwillingness, but instead showed a sense of relief and relief.

Finally, he looked up and glanced in the direction of Liyang, where Longhu Mountain is located.

"What a great Third Prince of the Great Qin Empire! What a terrifying power in the world."

"I, Zhao Xuansu, accept defeat wholeheartedly!"

As his words fell, the spirit in front of him slowly shattered.

Blown gently by the wind, it was like quicksand, until it completely disappeared.

"pity."

"I have never comprehended the ultimate obsession of life and death in this life, which has resulted in me having no chance to enter the realm of heaven and man."

Ying Chen looked at the "quicksand" slowly dissipating in the sky and sighed softly.

Upon hearing this, Bei Mingzi looked at Zhao Xuansu disappearing in front of him and nodded with a slight regret.

"His talent and physique are both excellent, but unfortunately his comprehension is still a little lacking, and he has not yet comprehended the way of life and death."

"You are so afraid of death and so obsessed with ascending to heaven. You are destined to stop here and will never be able to move forward in this life!"

Ying Chen shook his head and stopped worrying about Zhao Xuansu.

He slowly walked towards Nangong Pushe who was walking back.

"Hard."

Ying Chen gently held Nangong Pushe in his arms, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

At this time, although Nangong Pushe killed Zhao Xuansu, he was also seriously injured.

After all, performing the Eighteen Stops was beyond her ability.

If you use it forcefully, you will naturally suffer the backlash of the sword intent.

Looking up at Ying Chen, whose eyes were full of tenderness, Nangong Pushe didn't know what he was thinking.

She just quietly watched Ying Chen wipe the blood for her, with a touch of emotion flashing in her eyes.

Then he smiled for the first time: "It's not hard to work for you, sir."

"Is this what they call a glance back and a smile that makes all the beauties in the palace pale in comparison?"

Ying Chen was stunned for a moment.

Nangong Pushe was extremely beautiful. Even when she had no expression on her face on weekdays, she would still amaze Ying Chen.

(Ma De Zhao) And now, seeing Nangong Pushe's smile that came from the heart for the first time, Ying Chen felt as if the heaven and earth had lost their luster at this moment.

But it was in front of outsiders after all, and Nangong Pushe was injured.