Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 393
No one knows when Wu Cangyu entered Chaotian City.

Maybe it was a few months ago.

Perhaps more than a year ago.

When Ning Zhiqiu saw him, she was a little surprised, more uneasy and confused, and then all her emotions turned into anger.

Because when Tang Gezhong betrayed his relatives, he also made a move.

The two, one tall and one lower, looked at each other through an invisible net.

The world was quiet for a while, and even the wind became silent.

The two used to fight side by side and study swordsmanship together, but now they have broken through the Formless Realm successively, but they are standing in completely opposite positions.

"You shouldn't have come."

After a long time, it was finally Wu Cangyu who spoke first.

Ning Zhiqiu's eyes turned cold, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Don't say that the Zhuxian Formation has been activated, just relying on the few big shots in Chaotian City, once they find you, do you think you can still escape?"

Wu Cangyu said calmly: "Since I dare to stand on this city wall, I am not afraid."

The coldness in Ning Zhiqiu's eyes gradually became stronger, and his face suddenly changed, he said: "Does the Great Zhou court have your accomplices?"

Wu Cangyu stared at him, silent.

Ning Zhiqiu suddenly felt a strong sense of unease. After a while, he said, "Are you here to stop me? Or to stop someone?"

Wu Cangyu said: "With Zhu Xianzhen here, I can't get out, and others can't get in. Naturally, there is no need to stop anyone, but I just happened to see you."

Ning Zhiqiu stared into his eyes and said: "Now it's just an empty shell of the Zhuxian Formation that can stop all the powerful in the world. Once it is activated, any rebels will be killed. Do you really want to be with the Mountain Lord?"

Wu Cangyu smiled, with a hint of bitterness in his smile, and said: "He is the patriarch of my school, what does it mean to work with him? Naturally, my younger generations should follow his orders first."

Ning Zhiqiu shook his head, but nodded again after a while. After a long silence, he murmured to himself, "Yes, everyone has someone who believes in them."

Although the voice was very low, Wu Cangyu still heard it, and couldn't help but change his face slightly, saying: "Little... what does he want to do? Disobey the patriarch?"

"He is no longer a member of the Kunlun Mountain sect, so how can he talk about disobedience?"

The emotions on Ning Zhiqiu's face were completely calm, and he continued: "You believe in the Lord of the Mountain, and I believe in him. Since I have made a choice, I can only be the enemy."

Wu Cangyu sighed, and said: "You will lose, and maybe...you will die."

After the voice fell, his figure disappeared on the tower.

Ning Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, a flash of sword light flashed through his eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly.

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"Although Kunlun Mountain is not the authentic swordsmanship, it has produced the No. 1 swordsman in the world. Now the mountain master just showed his face and inserted into Chaotian City like a sharp sword. The Immortal Killing Formation was activated again. I don't know whether it is because this formation is powerful or not. Is the mountain owner more awesome?"

In Chaotiantian, Chi Jing stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of worry.

Ji Qingyun came from behind not far away, his face was also not good-looking, but he said indifferently: "What are you afraid of, the mountain master suffered from injuries for decades in the Immortal Jade Formation, and this time will be no exception."

Chi Jing let out a long sigh, looked away, looked at Ji Qingyun and said, "Now the four armies of Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu have been integrated into one, and they are all under the command of generals. I am a little worried."

"worry about what?"

Ji Qingyun spoke casually, but suddenly his expression changed, and he said, "Are you worried that the masters in the army will have the seeds planted by the mountain master?"

Chi Jing nodded and said, "Yes, almost all the practitioners of the imperial court are in the army. With the unpredictable means of the Lord of the Mountain, it is still very easy to insert some of our own people, and I guess it has been a long time."

Hearing this, Ji Qingyun lowered his gaze, and after a moment of silence, he clasped his fists heavily at Chi Jing, and left Chaotiantang at the speed of light.

Chi Jing watched him leave, his hunched body shook a few times, as if he was a little out of strength.

Suddenly, his face froze. Looking outside the gate of the courtyard wall, a chill came over him, and a man with awe-inspiring sword intent came over.

There was a sword wound on his left eye, which was hideous and terrifying.

Chi Jing suppressed all emotions, stared at the visitor calmly and said, "The Sword Immortal came to Chaotian City in person, so please don't blame me for being far away from my hall master."

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A fierce battle took place in the depths of the Daming Palace, but it did not cause too much damage, only the ground trembled a few times.

Of course, anyone with a heart can feel it.

The battle between the two great generals of the Great Zhou Empire was not as earth-shattering and blood-splattered as imagined, but the underground space where the altar was located had become several times larger.

The aftermath of the battle of the Wuxiang Shangjing powerhouse is enough to break mountains and crack rocks, and it is not difficult to expand the space.

Ziye's left arm was bleeding continuously, but only slightly injured.

Kuiliu was seriously injured, covered in blood, leaning on the stone steps under the altar with a pale face and weak breath.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, so you're not the opponent." Ziye sealed the meridian of the injured left arm, looked at Kuiliu and said.

There was still endless indifference in Kuiliu's eyes, and even though his body was full of hidden wounds, he still said calmly: "That guy is a mirage dragon, it is lucky to be able to survive."

Ziye stared at him, was silent for a while, and said: "I will hand you over to the empress, whether you can live or not depends on your fate."

Kui Liu said: "Do you think she will still let me live now?"

Ziye sighed helplessly.

In the past, the Empress was a strong person in the Wuxiang High Realm, and Kuiliu was on the same level as her. Even if she made a mistake, she would still be regarded as a general, but now that she has ascended to Taiqing, Kuiliu is naturally worthless.

Moreover, the Zhou Empire had no shortage of strong men.

Ziye, Honglian, and Su Zhenting in the far north, together with Ji Qingyun, Jiang Shen'er, Chi Jing and others who have broken through Wuxiang in recent years, even without Kuiliu, Dazhou can still operate.

A disobedient general is worse than none.

Midnight turned and walked out, and said at the same time: "There are restrictions set by His Majesty here. You are seriously injured now, so stay here."

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Although Chaotian City has been sealed off, Tianhai Tower is still bustling with people. Perhaps even if the end is approaching, people will still take every day seriously.

A figure whose face was covered by a bamboo hat stopped under Tianhai Tower. When the setting sun disappeared from the sky, he walked in.

As night fell, the neon lights first appeared.

The hall on the first floor was bustling with activity, and guests in hats were drinking in the corner. A pot of wine and a few plates of side dishes seemed out of place, but no one cared.

The vast world is full of lonely patients hiding in the bustle.

Almost half drunk, a young man in black robe came over and sat opposite him.

The bamboo hat guest raised his head, saw the boy's appearance through the translucent curtain, his palm trembled suddenly, and the wine glass almost fell off.

The young man looked at him calmly, and said with a faint smile, "I think you don't like the feeling of covering up your appearance, do you?"

The hat guest's body was slightly stiff, he stared at the young man for a long time, then slowly put down his wine glass, and remained silent for a while before saying: "The situation is compelling."

The boy put his left hand on the table and tapped lightly with two fingers. The sound was so soft that it could hardly be heard in the noisy restaurant.

However, the bamboo hat guest's heart sank suddenly, and the voice hit the soul directly, making his heart almost stop.

The young man said: "Where is the mountain master?"

The bamboo hat guest said, "I don't know."

Although his appearance was obscured by the bamboo hat, the young man could imagine his face at this time and still smiled slightly: "I know he is in Chaotian City."

The hat guest's expression changed suddenly, and he said in surprise, "How do you know?"

The young man said: "Guess."

The bamboo hat guest stared at the calm and even smiling face, his mood became more and more complicated, and he had known each other for many years, but it was as if he had never known each other.

Can't guess, can't see through.

After a while, he said: "Everyone avoids him, and you still want to look for him?"

The young man said: "With Zhu Xianzhen here, he dare not make a move, and he said he wanted to play chess with me, but now he wants me to find him."

There was a hint of complaint in his voice.

The bucket hat guest was startled, a little confused about what the young man meant.

When the young man finished speaking, he lost his mind for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "Since we want to play chess, we must have a chessboard. I know where he is, and I still have to go back."

After speaking, he got up and prepared to leave.

"Little uncle."

The bucket hat guest suddenly shouted.

The boy stopped and turned to look at him.

The man with a bamboo hat stood up and took off his hat, revealing the face of a man. Although he was a swordsman, he was as gentle as a scholar.

He bowed slightly to the young man, saluted, and said: "Everything has its own way, and I will bear what I do."

Hearing this, the young man showed admiration in his eyes. He reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "I have always thought you are the most outstanding disciple in Kunlun Mountain. In some places, even Zhiyue cannot compare with you."

After the words fell, he turned and left.

The bamboo hat guest raised his head and watched the boy walk out of Tianhai Tower and into the night.

(End of this chapter)