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In the broken void, the matchless son of heaven and the unknown friar collided fiercely together, which instantly aroused a wild sword storm. The speed of the two hands reached the extreme, making the collapse of the void more than a thousand feet. Such a terrifying force is the original calm white Su, but also a little anxious.

She has never seen Hong Ling have such a crazy side, which seems to be a kind of hysterical catharsis. Through the light of his sword, Bai Su can even feel the cry of his sword. There is anger, reluctance and grievance. It seems that all the negative emotions turned into the power source of the matchless son, making him crazy.

"Hong Ling!" Bai Su suddenly felt some heartache, inexplicable anger rose from her heart, let her gaze at the remaining two monks.

Boom! The huge air machine exploded with killing intention, blowing her white gauze clothes. The dragon sword in Bai Su's hand is quickly covered with a layer of dense Demon power, and there is a giant snake method swimming behind her. Without waiting for other people to react, she had already swept into the void and shot at the friar.

Brush! It is a virtual shadow, the whole body is filled with cold wind and snow. She stood in the air with a trace of displeasure in her eyes. Through her body curve, Bai Su is keenly aware that she is a woman with strong breath. Although the man covered it with secret method, he could not hide it from her.

"When they fight, you can join in the fun." The arrogant and elegant tone came from under the mask, which made Bai Su frown slightly. She stopped her body and looked at the cold friar, and her murderous spirit became more powerful.

"He should know you! He left Hong Ling in the xuanhuang world for so many years, but now he has to give up the sad sword Bai Su looked at the woman in front of her coldly and sneered: "when he heard that someone was taken away by the Tianxun hall, he left the big Chu in a hurry and came to the fairyland! But you want him to make amends to the northern Ming Shang family and the heaven punishment hall? "

"Shut up The woman seemed angry and said in a cold voice, "we are for his sake! He has offended too many people. If he goes on like this, he will die

"No one can kill him! He can't die with me Bai Su reversed the dragon sword and said seriously, "unless you want him to die!"

"Shut up!" The man suddenly coagulated out a long sword of ice and snow. The cold air on his body exploded, and he wanted to freeze the void. "You are just an outsider. What qualifications do you have for pointing fingers and feet?"

Boom! In the void, honglinghu's violence gives out unprecedented strength. His dragon claws fly across the sky, and fiercely slap the man in black who is fighting with him. He immediately appears in front of Bai su. He reached for the beauty's waist, and his Qi was still furious.

"Who do you think is an outsider?" Hung Ling was a dark gold robe fluttering in the wind, and her face was cold and empty, "shangxue, the last saint of Beiming Shang family, who do you think is an outsider? Tell me! "

He almost roared his words out, and the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth was directly shaken by the Qi machine on his body. The figure of the woman in the mask trembled slightly and seemed to be dull. The monk who was fanned by Hongling. At the moment, the figure flashed rapidly and appeared in front of the woman.

"The matchless son Hongling, you are really more and more uncultivated! How dare you yell at her for the sake of a woman

"Don't you give up big Chu for the sake of a woman?" Hong Ling was contemptuous and suddenly slapped in the face.

Bang! Clear sound, let the white Su of one side of the mind tremble. She stares at the palm print on Hong Ling's face. She is about to make a move, but she is held by the matchless son of the world.

"Why don't you hide?" The woman of that hand suddenly some Leng, can't help murmuring: "you can hide open, why not hide!"

"Go back and tell the Bei Ming Shang family that Hongling, the matchless son of the great Chu, will come to the door to retrieve the sad sword in half a month! If the people of the Shang family dare to hide the sword, then the children of the Shang family, from the elder to the slave, will die but not live! " Looking at the man who was fighting with him, Hong Ling said in a cold voice, "Hou Hongqing, the champion of the great Chu state, I have formally informed you of my status as the emperor of the great Chu people. From now on, you are not allowed to regard yourself as the champion of the great Chu Hongshi!"

"You The man was staring at him with a cold voice, "is it useful for you to be so angry?"

"The imperial edict has been issued, champion Hou Hongqing, do you accept the order or not?" Hong Ling ignored his words and took out a gold medal that won't be killed. "It was given by Huang Hongyi, my old friend of the great Chu state. It was re sealed by the contemporary emperor Hongzi. Seeing the token is like seeing the emperor! Hong Qing, are you going to take the order

"Minister, Hongqing, a descendant of the Hongshi family of the great Chu state, receives the edict to thank you for your kindness!" Hong Qing suddenly knelt down in the air, and suddenly the whole person was a little sluggish. He pulled shangxue's clothes, indicating that she would also kneel down. After struggling for a while, the woman finally knelt down.

Holding the token quietly, Hong Ling's Qi gradually converged. He burst out laughing, with a trace of self mockery in his tone.

"Congratulations, uncle of Beiming Shang family! You are free, big Chu. You are no longer the bondage of your majesty! "

"Why are you doing this?" Shang Xue stood up with some sadness, "all we have done is just hope that you can have the same starting point as Tianjiao in the fairyland in the future. Beiming war home, should not be your obstacle, but your help! You, is it worth it? Do you deserve the hard work we have done for you? ""If I can live up to your efforts, I'll be sorry for the millions of officers and men in Dachu! I'm sorry for Su Yu, who is lying in the coffin of God's silence. I'm sorry for Bai Su who came back from the dead beside me. I'm sorry for my white headed ah Yue! I'm sorry, you think your hard work is too cheap for me in front of these! "

"Hongyi, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu, Hongyu! And queen Jingxi, I can still see their faces up to now! You have everything ready for my future, but I don't need it! I can't afford it! " Hong Ling roared and turned away with Bai su. For a long time, his tired words came again, "the kneeling just now, even the many heroes who died in the battle on behalf of Da Chu, should bear your memorial ceremony!"

Until Hong Ling and Bai Su disappeared, Hong Qing still knelt in the air and did not stand up. She side of the war snow tried to drag it up, but found that the other side lines did not move.

"Brother Qing, he's gone. Get up!" She took off her mask in a low voice. However, the champion Hou Hongqing just shook his head. He also took off his mask and bowed three times to the star dragon boat that had left. "Hongqing, the son of the great Chu Hong family, presents his majesty to the emperor!"

On the dragon boat, Bai Su looks at Hong Ling who takes off her robe and frowns slightly. The white body was covered with cracks. Countless fierce swords are still intertwined in the wound at the moment, hindering the healing of the wound.

Obviously, the power of the sad sword has completely eroded Hong Ling's body. This strong sword sense has a certain indescribable corrosive force. If it is not resolved, I am afraid that he will always be in a serious state. But such a state will definitely have a great impact on the future practice.

"Can this power be dissipated?" Bai Su looks at Hong Ling with some worry and asks tentatively.

"No harm! Although this force is very strong, it is not difficult to change it! " Hong Ling seemed to be in a low mood, but he didn't say much. Quickly mobilize the strength of the whole body, he bit by bit erase the sword in the wound.

In the distant sky, three virtual shadows fly forward rapidly. Just a few minutes later, they had already passed two dragon boats and blasted off into the distance. The imaginary obstruction did not appear, but let the three people down. They turned their heads and looked at the hovering artifact with some regret.

"It seems that he is determined to go to Beiming war home!" Hong Qing was a little annoyed. His face turned white and he vomited out a mouthful of dead blood. In the battle with the matchless son Hongling, he seems to have the upper hand, but in fact he is more injured than anyone else. He reached out his hand to the third masked monk and said in a deep voice, "brother shangsu, this sword will be brought back to the Shang family by you! Xueer and I will return to the Tianxun hall, and we will go to the war home in half a month

"Good!" The figure in black took over the sad sword and nodded at them. The figure had disappeared in place.

"Elder Hongqing, elder shangxue, please! Please go to the meeting as soon as possible, and don't delay There is a space for the snow to rush to the sky. A figure covered with mist bowed slightly at the two people and reached out to bow.

"Thank you for coming to inform me. I'm going to see the little Lord now!"

In the cabin of the star dragon boat, Hong Ling dissolves the sword meaning of the last ray of sad God, and suddenly a huge vitality rises from her body. All of his lacerated wounds contract and heal quickly. However, after a short period of time, his body has recovered as before.

The Zixiao sword was ringing and trembling beside him, and there were dark gold cracks on the body of the sword, which twinkled and disappeared. It seems that the sword of Jianling can bear the pain. He reached out his hand to grasp the long sword, condensing a heaven's way to rob the sword, and put it into the body of the sword.

Bang! All the dark gold cracks were wiped away by Shengsheng. After the Zixiao swallowed Hongling's plunder, she began to tremble again. It was a bit of a languid breath, and finally climbed to the top again. When Hong Ling took up her sword, Bai Su came in with her dinner.

The plain hand grabs his white robe, and she changes clothes for the matchless son in front of her. Its cool knuckles across the skin, so that Hongling mind swaying. Until the beautiful robe, he was relieved.

"As soon as they left, it seems that a powerful monk came to receive them and directly transmitted them to some unknown void!" Bai Su picked up the porcelain bowl, scooped the porridge with a porcelain spoon and fed it to the corner of Hongling's mouth.

"I've sensed it. It's a master of Tiandao mantra seal in Tianxun hall to welcome him in person! It seems that they were forcibly taken to the Tianxun hall, maybe it's just a cover! " Hong Ling's face was a little gloomy, and her tone was slightly cold. She said, "the relationship between the Shang family and the Tianxun hall is by no means what we know at present."

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