The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

For Chu Tianxiao, he would not tolerate such a calculating poisonous snake hiding in the dark, and Mo Xiang was different from Bai Lao. Although the latter had been against Chu Tianxiao, the harm did not harm his family. It was a competition, and everyone Relying on ability; but the former... had once tried to get involved with the Fan family. This had touched Chu Tianxiao's back! Even if he said that he could let go, Mo Xiang would never believe it, not to mention that Chu Tianxiao would never let go!

As for Mo Xiang, regardless of the twists and turns in the past, who should be blamed for the source... But, the one who died was his most beloved little sister after all, because of the hatred and resentment of the Chu family for so many years. , intrigues, and plans, how can you say that you can just let them go if you let them go?

Therefore, the two sides had no choice but to fight to the death and bury this grudge today with bloodshed.

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This battle, which does not exist in the history books of later generations, was a decisive battle.

It's like a sprint, from beginning to end, sprinting and burning!

Countless obscure lines.

Countless vibrations like an earth dragon turning over.

Countless brilliance flows, tears, screams, and shattering sounds...

I don’t know how much time passed.

The sound of fighting gradually subsided, but those Zhao soldiers who had already left the center of Jincheng still did not dare to step forward.

There is no other reason than that the golden city at this moment is as broken as a piece of porcelain, as if it will break if it is knocked lightly.

What caused this scene were the many battles that took place here today, but the main reason was still this one.

Because this was the most brutal fight.

The outcome is determined, and life and death are determined.

The cold wind howled past, and in the end it was Bai Lao who walked out slowly.

I saw that the heavy armor worn by Bai Laozhou was broken in several places, and the rest of the armor was densely covered with strange marks. Each mark was quite deep and had the unique aura of a great cultivator... Come to think of it, it would not be easy to repair it. It's an easy thing, at least, it takes some time.

Fortunately, looking at the core of the Heavenly Blood Puppet, it is still as bright as ever, burning like a flowing fire... This shows that the opponent's offensive has not 'hurt' the fundamentals...

But being able to break through the Heavenly Blood Puppet's armor with one's own strength, and to 'injure' him to this extent... is already shocking enough.

"Is he a great swordsman? Supplemented by array methods?" Chu Tianxiao asked with his eyes narrowed.

Bai Lao nodded slowly.

Hearing this, Chu Tianxiao fell into deep thought.

Thinking back to the beginning, the third master of the Chu family was trapped in Mo Xiang's situation. He was about to be besieged by three great practitioners, but at the critical moment, Chu Tianxiao included him to counterattack the entire army. The power of Emperor Yuan's backlash deeply affected Mo Xiang. The damage is so great that we are no longer able to fight. Chu Zhongtie once again relied on the 'Purple Clothes' to protect him, and finally reversed the situation. Although he retreated because of Mo Xiang's trick, he was severely wounded before leaving...

Chu Tianxiao had heard about this past incident from Chu Zhongtie. He didn't think much of it at the time, but now that he knows Mo Xiang's true strength, when he thinks about it again, he can't help but sweat for his third uncle...

"Third Uncle once said that when he entered the situation, he could still suppress Mo Xiang in a fight... Thinking about it now, I am afraid it was because the 'reinforcements' had not arrived at that time, so he deliberately showed weakness to prevent Third Uncle from being alert and evacuating. Of course, There should also be formations to cover up the aura, so that you can do two things..."

"But no matter what, Mo Xiangzhi's strength was finally exposed today... I can't believe that he hid it so deeply. Thinking about it, Wu Xiang will not be simple..."

Chu Tianxiao's thoughts moved slightly, his eyes drifted away, looking somewhere, with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

Bai Lao understood, shook his head and said: "It's gone."

There is a common sense in the vast land of China that before death, a great cultivator can choose to disband his body, using the sky as a mausoleum and the earth as a tomb... And that is what most great cultivators will choose to do... …

Mo Xiang, after all, was proud to the last moment.

From retiring from old age and returning to his hometown, dormant in other countries, to now... He even refuses to collect corpses from the hands of false enemies.

"This...is the Zhou people."

Bai Lao recalled the previous battle with this man... Even though there was a huge disparity in all aspects, Mo Xiang fought until the last moment for his "revenge", showing a relieved smile before dying... This scene, however, also It gave Mr. Bai a lot of feelings.

Hearing this, Chu Tianxiao looked calm and nodded slightly: "He is one of my two prime ministers after all."

"Yes, it's a pity..." Bai Lao sighed.

"...The situation is forcing us, but we can't do it. It's not today, there is tomorrow. Since we can't trust it after all, then instead of protracted internal friction, it's better to decide life and death in an instant and entrust this big chess game that is about to come to victory to the winner. ”

Bai Lao was thoughtful when he heard the words: "What the young master said is very true..."

"Well, the grudges and grudges are over. It's time for us to go back and do what the living should do..." At this point, Chu Tianxiao raised his head, "This time we enter Zhao, we are far from the last There is only one step left for the victory... At this juncture, it is even more unexpected!”

As he said that, he looked at Bai Lao: "That person...has already arrived?"

Hearing this, Mr. Bai nodded and said: "As the young master expected, I will go and invite you..."

Before he finished speaking, a soft and crisp female voice came from the distance.

"No need."

I saw a cloud of smoke rising in the distance, and at some point, a slim and graceful woman in plain clothes walked towards me. She held a sword in her right hand, resting it on the neck of a handsomely dressed man with an expression full of fear...and pushing him forward.

As they got closer, she bowed and said calmly: "Mr. Chu, I am here to hand this man over to you on the orders of my young master."

When you look closely, you will find that this woman is one of the women who appeared with the Xuanmen disciple Xianliu in the Savage River Basin that day! And the person she held hostage was Zhao Hao, the fifth prince of the Great Zhao who was captured and had no news since then!

How could they appear here?

Chu Tianxiao was not surprised by this, but just smiled slightly and clasped his fists in return: "Thank you, Miss Su, thank Brother Xianliu for me."

"I dare not."

At that moment, she looked calm, pushed Zhao Hao out with one hand, and said calmly: "The matter here is over, and I should go back to report to the young master. Please don't let the young master down."

Hearing this, Chu Tianxiao said solemnly: "Please rest assured about this matter, I have a foolproof plan."

The woman in plain clothes nodded, then turned around and left.

Her figure was so fast that Chu Tianxiao and others didn't even have time to see her off.

When she walked away, Chu Tianxiao looked at Bai Lao: "How is it?"

"...It should be because of the Taoism she practiced. It's hard to tell her cultivation level, but it's definitely not lower than Mingyuan, and the escape method she practiced must be of a high grade..." Bai Lao pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "Even a maid has such a cultivation level... What is the origin of this immortal..."

"...Hehe, Bai Lao, you still can't guess his 'identity'?"