Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 146 The Battle That Disappointed An Le, The Second Prince Who Was Drained 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

The night gradually became darker, and twilight clouds floated in the sky, covering thousands of hectares of starlight.

The reeds and bushes swayed slightly in the night wind.

But someone flitted past lightly, lightly tapped the toes on the reed, and then rose into the air, wearing a Confucian shirt, but it looked very elegant and easy-going.

King Jiangling has a handsome face. Although he is hundreds of years old, he is very concerned about his own image, trying to keep himself looking like a young man in his twenties or thirties.

With his hands behind his back and his feet stepping on the void, he ascended into the air step by step.

In the distance, there was a flash of sword light rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed, like a meteor, suddenly illuminating it in the dark night.

Su Muzhe was stepping on the sword weapon, wearing leather armor, and the sword energy was constantly swallowing between his brows, and there was sadness in his eyes, but there was a bit of sentimentality in the sadness.

She originally thought that Zhao Huangting would die before Yuanmeng Dadu in the Northland, but on the eve of going north, she and Zhao Huangting visited the Shuland together, just like when they were young and walked the rivers and lakes with their swords.

During those years, it was the time when the two established their relationship.

Although 500 years have passed by in a hurry, she, Su Muzhe, has also taken on a big responsibility from the original sword genius of Jianchi Palace, and became the owner of Jianchi Palace.

However, in front of Zhao Huangting, she was still a naive and romantic girl.

She once expressed that she would follow Beishang to collect the corpse for him, but Zhao Huangting refused. He said that he didn't want to die in front of her, otherwise, he would leave regrets, and he would not see her cry.

In addition, it is also because Su Muzhe's current status is quite different from before. Emperor Yuan Meng coveted Jianchi Lake so much that he has never freed up his hands to deal with Jianchi Palace. Once Su Muzhe goes north and gives him a chance, it is very likely It may implicate Jianchi Palace.

Su Muzhe is now the lord of Jianchi Palace, and he has too many burdens on his shoulders, so he can no longer be as free and easy as before.

Su Muzhe thought that saying goodbye in front of the mountain gate of Jianchi Palace that day might be a farewell forever.

But he never thought that An Le brought Zhao Huangting back from the north to the south after Zhao Huangting's hearty battle in the north!

Su Muzhe, who got the news, was very pleasantly surprised, and immediately left Jianchi Palace with Yujian, rushing to help.

When the farewell is never over, she still has the chance to say goodbye to Zhao Huangting again, and she is extremely happy in her heart.

Even this pitch-black night, in her eyes, seemed to have become too bright.

Her request is not high, she just wants to spend the last time with him.

Suddenly, a figure in a Confucian shirt climbed up to the sky step by step. Under the night, he wore a refined smile, but that refined smile was incomparably permeating.

Emotionless, like a numb smile hanging from the skin.

The sword light stopped, and Su Muzhe stood on the sword weapon, staring at King Jiangling who blocked her way, coldness and murderous intent gradually emerged in his eyes.

"roll!"

Su Muzhe said coldly.

The King of Jiangling is like an elegant scribe, his Confucian shirt flutters in the wind, his face seems to be covered with oil, making him look very greasy.

He looked at Su Muzhe, with soft eyes, and said with a soft smile, "For the time being, don't go there, the second prince is in a battle with An Le for the first place in the list of minor sages, give this king some face."

"roll!"

Su Muzhe raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows. In the center of the eyebrows, a palace built by sword energy appeared, and the densely packed swords hanging in it were all violently swinging and colliding, making clanking sounds.

What Su Muzhe practiced was the sword hiding method of Jianchi Palace, which is quite different from the Red Dust Sword of the Sixth Mountain Master. Sword intent and sword energy.

A sword is a person in the world of mortals, and three thousand swords are 3000 people. The surging sword array is like a rolling world of mortals, which is quite impressive.

Su Muzhe did not take the path of cultivating sword intent. The swordsmanship she practiced was called hiding the sword, but it could be more simply said... swallowing the sword.

Taking the mind and spirit space of Meixin Niwan Palace as the scabbard, swallowing the sword weapon is really stuffing the whole sword into the Meixin Niwan, swallowing one sword in three days, swallowing a hundred swords in a year, for 500 years... the sword weapon swallowed, There are tens of thousands of handles!
Fortunately, she is the lord of Jianchi Palace, and there are many swordsmiths of Jianchi Palace behind her who can suck blood, so that she can support her swallowing tens of thousands of swords in Niwan Palace.

What she did was not to break through ten thousand methods with one sword, but to suppress people with her strength.

The [-] swords with the same mind were smashed down in one piece, and the same practitioners of the Nine Realms would feel their scalps go numb.

After all, each of these swords contains the mind and thoughts of a practitioner of the Nine Realms.

King Jiangling looked at Su Muzhe, who was about to open his eyebrows and put his sword on the line, he couldn't help but smile.

"I know you are worried about the old emperor uncle, but don't worry, the second prince's goal is to be peaceful and happy, and will not hurt Zhao Huangting at all, I can guarantee this."

King Jiangling laughed.

Su Muzhe didn't stop moving, one sword weapon after another whizzed out, hovering by her side.

"Second prince Zhao Pei? He came out with the same temper as the emperor of the Zhao family, so he bullied the weak and feared the strong. Anle crossed the Canglang River south and killed Tongguan with his big trump card. There was death in his brows. When he came out to challenge at this time, he didn't want to take advantage of others. What else could it be? It's really disgusting to talk about the battle for the first place in the Little Saint list."

Su Muzhe said coldly: "If you have the ability, you should wait for An Le to fully recover, and fight in a dignified manner. Zhao Pei obviously doesn't have the guts. He wants to use the Purple Qi Golden Lotus to gain An Le's invincible power, but it's just for the benefit of calculations. That's all."

King Jiangling was not surprised that Su Muzhe was able to see through this, because the second prince Zhao Pei really had this purpose.

"The second prince just wants to inherit the position of the crown prince. If he can use the purple qi and golden lotus to achieve [-]% invincibility in peace and happiness, his future practice will be smooth. A little bit of spiritual flaws will not affect him, and he will not be invincible in glory." road."

King Jiangling laughed.

"It was impossible to let you pass in the past. Let me have a good chat. Jiangling Mansion and Jianchi Palace are also old neighbors. You and I haven't confronted each other for 500 years. It's really a pity."

The words of King Jiangling made Su Muzhe extremely disgusted: "I'm afraid I'll disgust my sword if I fight with you. Don't think that the people in the world don't know about the nasty things you did in Jiangling's mansion. In fact, everyone knows. It’s just that you’re the prince of the Zhao family, and you’re asking the court to endorse you, otherwise, because of your nasty things, the big monster in Kunpeng Mountain might have come out 5000 years ago to pick your head.”

King Jiangling still maintained his elegance, his face was full of oil, and he smiled lightly: "Everyone is just seeking the Tao, and this king is also seeking the Tao, why not?"

"If Jianchi Palace can't be seen, it will destroy my Jiangling Mansion. It's meaningless to talk but not act."

King Jiangling's words made Su Muzhe's expression darken.

If it is possible, Jianchi Palace really wants to go directly to Jiangling Mansion and wipe out all those ugly things.

However, the location of Jianchi Palace is too sensitive. The Jiangling Mansion has been run by the King of Jiangling for hundreds of years, and it has long been impenetrable. Even if you don’t count the elite soldiers privately recruited by the King of Jiangling, the Jiangling practitioners gathered in the Jiangling Palace are extraordinary. .

And Jianchi Palace is coveted by Xiliang, Dali and Yuanmeng because of Jianchi Lake. Once they dare to gather disciples to attack Jiangling Mansion, Xiliang, Dali and Yuanmeng Empire will never let it go. Chance.

For a while, Su Muzhe, who felt aggrieved and sullen, stopped talking.

Suddenly, in the Niwan palace between the eyebrows, the sword weapon poured out, like a river of flying swords, the sword finger pinched and pressed, and smashed towards King Jiangling.

King Jiangling's face also turned slightly cold, but a touch of elegance soon surfaced again.

He just blocked Su Muzhe a little bit, there is no need to fight for it, but Su Muzhe's strength is by no means weak, and being able to become the lord of Jianchi Palace is naturally extraordinary.

King Jiangling raised his palm and swiped his fingertips across his palm.

The hole broke open immediately, and three drops of extremely bright red, wriggling blood floated out from the hole, King Jiangling flicked it with his fingers.

Those three drops of blood rose against the wind and turned into three huge monsters, crashing into Su Muzhe's long river of swords.

Sword Pool Palace...

A frantic scarlet flashed in King Jiangling's eyes.

Sooner or later, he will flatten Jianchi Palace and occupy Jianchi Lake!
Borrowing the majestic sword energy of Jianchi Lake to sacrifice his magic weapon, when the time comes... Ten realms can be expected!
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The sword qi of Taomu Tianlei and Yan Guichao collided with each other, and with the sound of gold and iron clashing, a thunder pool shattered uncontrollably, and the thunder interweaved in all directions like a spider web, sending out bursts of scorching heat on the ground.

The white clothes were stained with some blood, and they fluttered in the wind and waves of sword energy and thunder.

Anle held Yan Guichao with one hand, and patted forward, the innately perfect qi and blood of the five realms were no longer suppressed, and suddenly vented from the meridians, gushing out along the tip of Yan Guichao's sword.

The tip of the sword seemed to be lingering with a touch of wind and thunder, and the sword energy generated wind and thunder, and the wind and thunder sword energy smashed down invincibly, and then completely cut through the pool of thunder!
The mahogany sword entwined by the thunder was immediately slapped on the ground by a sword, and amidst countless mud splashes, the mahogany sword shot back backwards.

Like a swimming fish, it floated beside the second prince Zhao Pei, with electric arcs constantly flickering and intertwining, like a fairy standing in a pond of thunder.

Zhao Pei learned Taoism in the Heavenly Master's Mansion since he was a child, and combined with the practice methods treasured in the Great Zhao Dynasty, he was talented and intelligent, and he was able to ride the dust, even if he was on the list of minor saints, he could win the championship all the way.

If it wasn't for the son of the Zhao family who later borrowed a seed from an immortal and gave birth to such a natural immortal seed as Zhao Xianyou, he, Zhao Peixing, might have stood at the top of the list of minor saints for many years.

Now that Zhao Xianyou has withdrawn from the list, he has naturally become the top of the list.

As a child of the royal family, if you want to talk to a holy master, you will naturally have some preferential treatment, and you don't need to take the first prize exam. This is one point.

All you need to do is defeat the No. [-] scholar in the imperial examination, meet the first mountain lord again, and complete the third condition for talking to the holy master, and you will naturally be able to talk to the holy master.

However, the children of the royal family have never really realized the dialogue with the holy master. Except for the emperor of the Great Zhao Dynasty, after Zhao Taizu had a dialogue with the holy master, the great Zhao Dynasty has been in the north and south for nearly a thousand years. teacher.

And he, Zhao Pei, may have hope to break this prejudice that seems to be a curse.

There used to be an old man from the royal family who sighed softly. The holy mountain said that it gave the royal family preferential treatment, but in fact, it actually raised the standard for the royal family to talk to the holy master.

Zhao Pei didn't know whether it was true or not, but...he thought it made sense.

Therefore, he came to fight Anle today not only to inherit the invincible power, but also to defeat the champion. In this case, he only has one last condition left. Now that the seventh mountain is about to open, he even has ambitions and wants to To compete for the position of the seventh mountain lord.

If he can become the lord of the seventh mountain, he will naturally have no doubts about the position of the crown prince.

As for the longevity plan of the son of the Zhao family, without a heart sword above the eighth level, if he fuses the blood of an immortal to seek longevity, he will only be controlled by the immortal and become a puppet...

The emperor of the Zhao family would not make such a decision.

Therefore, when the plan fails, it has become necessary for the emperor of the Zhao family to establish the crown prince.

Raising his hand and grabbing the Lei Chi peach wood sword, Zhao Pei's hair was flying and his fine clothes were agitated. He stared at An Le with fighting intent gradually emerging in his eyes.

An Le has become stronger, which frees him from the psychological burden. He will go all out to defeat An Le, defeat An Le, and inherit the invincible momentum. His future will be smooth!
Zizizi!
The purple thunder is constantly moving, the sword thunder technique!

Trigger the sword and thunder, and dispel the demons and ghosts!
There was thunder in Zhao Pei's eyes, and he pointed at the peach wood sword, and suddenly there was sword energy like a thunder spear, and he slashed at An Le at high speed.

The brows open and close, the primordial spirit is intertwined, and vaguely, it turns into a visualization picture. In the picture, there are lotus flowers in full bloom, and each lotus petal contains sword energy.

That is the top concept idea of ​​Tianshi Mansion "Sword Lotus Blossom".

An Le didn't back away, she picked up Yan Gui Chao with one hand, and her figure flew out in an instant. With Yan Gui Chao's first-grade sword in hand, An Le had no fear of touching it!

The sword light surged in his eyes, and his sword skills... bamboo branches!
Now in his hands, the Ci Pai Three Swords are becoming more and more superb. He once used Zhao Huangting's stunning Three Swords in the Northland. Although the current Anle cannot be fully presented, it has also greatly improved his own Three Swords level!

Coupled with the Tongshen sword body, An Le's mastery of the three swords of Cipai has almost reached the acme of the lower five realms!

On the ground, the sword energy gave birth to the green bamboo, and the green bamboo swayed so sharply that Zhao Pei had no choice but to take back the mahogany sword to resist the sword energy!

As the sword lights intersected, An Le quickly narrowed the distance with Zhao Pei.

The ancient demon five birds cast, the blood in the body is surging.

The vision of the ancient demon contained in the flesh and blood suddenly emerged, and there was a roar of a demon tiger, and a ferocious roar!

The power of the sword in his hand became more and more majestic.

Countless thunderbolts were shattered by Anle holding the sword. Anle, who had perfected the five realms of body forging, turned the innate aura into a lake. At this moment, it was unreservedly released. The burst of energy shocked Zhao Pei, who had just touched Yangui's nest with the peach wood sword. Discoloration!
The huge power made the mahogany sword in Zhao Pei's hand almost hard to hold!

Zhao Peipianran wanted to pull away his figure, he felt that An Le's innate spiritual energy was stronger than his!
This is unbelievable. Zhao Pei has spent several years in the Fifth Realm. He wanted to use the purple qi and golden lotus to enter the Sixth Realm. Although he failed, the accumulation of innate spiritual energy was incomparably majestic!
Boom!
The sword collided with the sword, the thunder pool exploded, countless green bamboos shook, and the bamboo leaves were as sharp as sword blades, and they slashed!

An Le's face was expressionless, and she pressed forward step by step with the swallow in her hand. Every time she swung the sword, the sword energy was rolled up like a snake. In the dark night, the sword light was like a dragon, and the sword energy screamed!

Zhao Pei's face was solemn, and he kept handing out the mahogany sky thunder, but all the thunder and light were shattered!
An Le pressed on every step of the way, and the swallow was getting closer and closer to him when it returned to its nest. The gap between the two seemed to be getting closer and closer.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, already knew that An Le was trying to lure him to make a move. The anger between his brows and his sluggish state were all fake.

However, even if An Le really lured him to make a move, Zhao Pei should not be afraid, because Zhao Pei himself has achieved the perfection of both five realms.

He is number one on the Xiaosheng list, he should have the self-confidence that he should have.

But at this moment, Zhao Pei suddenly understood why An Le had the courage to seduce him.

After An Le killed Tongguan, his state not only didn't decline, but instead climbed steadily. Both his spirit and body exercises reached the perfection of the five realms, and he has the qualification to hit the six realms.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, felt chills, because he knew that An Le had not been practicing for a long time, and in such a short period of time, he had reached the perfection of the Five Realms... Isn't this a monster?
No wonder it can gather such a majestic invincible force!

At this moment, he believed in King Jiangling's words. Once An Le stepped into the six realms, he would definitely not be an opponent.

Even at this moment, Zhao Pei, who was in the double five realms, already felt the pressure.

"It shouldn't be like this!"

Zhao Pei gritted his teeth, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

He tapped the Taomu Tianlei in front of him with his fingers, and a large cloud of sword energy and thunder exploded in front of him, trying to force An Le's figure away, a black and yellow talisman slipped from his sleeve and burned in his hand.

Crimson flames suddenly rose around An Le, like a golden crow rising up, turning into a prison and binding him in it.

"The spell of the Heavenly Master's Mansion."

An Le stared, he had heard Zhao Huangting introduce Tianshi Mansion, which, like Zhenwu Temple, was well-known for its proficiency in spells.

However, An Le's eyebrows and sword furnace clanged, Yuanshen sitting on the heart sword suddenly opened his eyes, and the thousand-zhang glow suddenly swept across!
The heart sword sprang out from between the eyebrows!

The power of mind and spirit linked in the talisman was cut off by a sword!

As soon as the thousand-zhang glow came out, it swept away, and the talismans that slipped out of Zhao Pei's sleeves seemed to be doused with water, and it was difficult to ignite!

Zhao Pei's eyes narrowed!
And An Le had already approached his body, his indifferent eyes collided with the horrified Zhao Pei's eyes.

There was even a little disappointment in An Le's eyes.

"No. [-] on the Little Saint list... is that the only thing?"

An Le felt that this battle was not a happy one. Zhao Pei's cultivation was indeed very strong, and he had reached the double five realms, but in terms of combat power...it didn't surprise him much.

In order to deal with Zhao Pei, An Le went all out when he made a move, without leaving any hole cards.

After going all out like this, Zhao Pei seemed a little weak.

Suddenly, a dragon chant exploded from An Le's body, and a brilliant golden dragon transformed into an invincible force occupied the sky.

Bring An Le a momentum of rising momentum!
Under the blessing of the Tongshen sword body, the swallow in the hand returned to the nest, almost trembling with excitement, the sword qi rang out, Fangcao's sword was cast, carrying the melancholy and resentment contained in the swordsmanship!

Countless sword qi shot out quickly!

Furious!

Haunting and coerced on top of the first-grade sword, the swallow!

A powerful and heavy sword slashed down brazenly!

In fact, from breaking open the talisman to slashing down with the sword, An Le approached too fast!

The second prince, Zhao Pei, naturally didn't care about performing any more spells, so he could only swing the mahogany sword to resist. The sword collided with the sword, as if the two figures were frozen together in an instant.

The posture is even somewhat intimate, shoulder to shoulder.

However, the second prince Zhao Pei's complexion fluctuated violently, because the thousand-year-old mahogany sky thunder sword in his hand began to whine at this moment!
Cracks began to emerge densely.

boom!
The sword that An Le slashed down, and the shoulder that was oppressed, slammed into the shoulder of the second prince, Zhao Pei, like a body that was thrown out by a fierce and immobile head.

The bumped Zhao Pei's body shot out backwards, and the palm holding the mahogany sword seemed to be cracked and bleeding.

An Le's body was as stable as Mount Tai, and he stepped down heavily. The cracks on the ground that he stepped on were intertwined like spider webs, but it brought out the vigor and made An Le plunder again!
Swordsmanship, juvenile tour!

The connection between swordsmanship and swordsmanship was like a violent storm, so that Zhao Pei had no time to catch his breath!
A sword was cut down again, and Zhao Pei could only raise the mahogany sword to resist again.

The sword light created afterimages in the night, each of Anle's sword slashing on it made Zhao Pei's aura turbulent, and even the hand holding the sword kept shooting out blood!

puff!

Finally, the thousand-year-old mahogany sword wailed, and when it was slashed by Yan Guichao's sword, it was shattered and exploded into countless fragments, and flew out in all directions, like a bird leaving its nest!

The second prince, Zhao Pei, retreated again and again, completely out of breath under the pressure of An Le's domineering sword!
Horror intertwined in his eyes.

He doesn't quite understand why An Le's combat power is so terrifying, the increase in invincibility... is it really that big?

Zhao Pei gritted his teeth, looked at An Le who was rushing again, couldn't help raising his blood-stained hand, and touched the golden sand between his eyebrows.

Purple Qi Golden Lotus...

He had to rely on the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus!

The power of Ziqi Jinlian, Zhao Pei intends to use it to attack the realm of practice, to fight, it is a waste of money, use a little less...

But in the current situation, he couldn't help but use it!

Yan Guichao blatantly chopped down.

Vigorous purple energy burst out from Zhao Pei's body, and suddenly a phantom of a golden lotus quietly bloomed around him!
In an instant, the swallow pierced by An Le returned to the nest, as if stuck in cotton, and could no longer penetrate an inch.

Purple Qi Golden Lotus...

An Le narrowed his eyes, and his complexion became more serious. In his opinion, Ziqi Jinlian was a bit similar to Haoqi Yin, but it was weaker than Haoqi Yin.

But it should not be underestimated.

There seems to be a fresh air under the feet, and the wind and waves blow Zhao Pei's clothes and hair.

He was suspended in the purple qi golden lotus, bathed in the power of the golden lotus, his eyes turned golden!
He was staring at An Le!

The increase brought by the purple qi golden lotus is enough for him to break through the bottleneck of the realm and let him set foot in the realm of the six realms, but such consumption is also huge!

Feel the rapid flow of power in the Purple Qi Golden Lotus!
Zhao Pei's heart was bleeding, his hair was flying, and when he tapped his fingertips, there were small golden lotuses spinning around his body!
Blossoming golden lotuses are arranged in the shape of swords.

Zhao Pei's mind moved, the golden lotus wrapped him around him, pushed up the golden lotus sword, and instantly pulled out a golden light in the night!
He approached Anle in an instant, and the golden lotus sword that was handed out directly entered Anle's body, piercing Anle's chest!
When the power of Ziqi Jinlian crashed into An Le's body, the corners of Zhao Pei's lips twitched, and a smile hung on his face.

But soon, the smile on his lips froze.

Lifting his head, he saw An Le, who was pierced by the purple qi golden lotus, with a slightly strange face. He glanced at him, and seemed to be a little bit unsatisfied.

Then An Le raised his hand, and Zhao Pei was caught off guard, and covered his forehead with his big hand, wrapping the grain of gold sand.

Zhao Pei felt dizzy for a while.

Then the whole head was firmly held down by An Le, and the back of his head hit the ground hard.

There was a muffled sound.

A pit was smashed into the ground, and his entire head was embedded in the mud.

And this is not the most humiliating...

The most humiliating thing is... Zhao Pei felt something flow out of his body.

A domineering and majestic force spread from An Le's palm.

Bit by bit, the purple qi golden lotus between his eyebrows...

Blot dry.

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