Volume 9 Chapter 2

"I didn't expect you to be here."

It is impossible for Xiao Xiang to kneel down to the emperor Fengxuan. In his opinion, if the attitude of Prajna temple is not taken into account, the emperor of Tang Zang is just a puppet that can be overthrown at will.

He just didn't think that some arranged things would have such a big twists and turns, and so quickly came to the final break.

So his expression also became completely indifferent. "You dare to think of killing your uncle, but all the people around you add up, only these two people can threaten me, and you should also understand that if I don't kill you, I don't care about you, but just about the identity of this little monk. Now that you kill me, I have to kill you. It's a pity You are too naive. Do you really think you can kill me with these two people? "

"I just want to know how the three of you can walk into me I think you'd better tell me so that I don't kill too many people when it comes to cleaning. "

The talkative cloud sea monk seemed to want to talk, but Gu Xinyin's eyebrows were picked up, and he said calmly, "this question, I will stay until you hear your own dead voice, and I will tell you the answer."

Xiao Xiang smiled and said, "let's see who will die today."

As soon as the word "death" came out, his hands fell on the bronze stove and the boiling earthen bowl in front of him.

The majestic breath between his hands instantly formed a huge white god statue in front of him. The broken bronze stove and earthen bowl, as well as every flame and milky soup, were just like the bones of this huge white god statue.

In front of him endless vitality and strength into the image of God, Gu Xinyin just slightly looked up at the sky.

On the roof of this quiet room, there seemed to be a slight patter of rain. Then a bright yellow sword light pierced the roof and fell like lightning.

At this time, a middle-aged elegant man in a yellow long gown walked in the air and crossed the outer courtyard wall.

At the same time, a face and body are covered with patterns of various meanings, wearing a very colorful old wizard, gently pushed open the courtyard door of the outer courtyard.

The breath of Xiao Xiang, Gu Xinyin, the elegant man in the yellow shirt walking in the air, and the old wizard with tattoos on them has formed a great majesty, which makes the whole yard slightly tremble.

However, there is also a blue sword, which flies out of the yard on a path unknown to her. It is faster than the elegant man in yellow shirt and the wizard to Approach Gu Xinyin and Xiao Xiang's quiet room.

Because all of this happens at the same time, and the majestic breath makes the sound seem to be unable to transmit, so for a time, it gives people a sense of incomparably quiet.

The bright yellow sword light of Gu Xinyin falls down and cuts into the body of the white image.

All the white lights, the pieces of bronze stove, the hot pieces of earth and the soup hit an invisible wall and spread along the invisible wall.

All the windows of the static room expanded and cracked. Then the whole static room could not bear the surging breath and broke into countless pieces.

The blue sword from the yard stabbed Gu Xinyin's back brain.

The little monk in the cloud sea, dressed as a pure white monk, suddenly flew up.

He put his left hand on the hand of emperor Fengxuan, and the two of them seemed to lose their weight, shining with ancient golden luster, just like the Buddha light in the Prajna temple, like crossing the boundary of time and space, appeared in front of the blue sword. In his right hand, he made a French seal and pressed it toward the flying sword, as if he wanted to squeeze the flying sword between his fingers.

The blue sword accelerates abruptly, such as making a hissing sound in the air, bursting a blue flame, with the strong pride of the master, and directly stabbing the palm of the sea of clouds.

The palm of the sea of clouds blooms countless stars of light, and the countless pores in his body, even among the seven orifices, emit strange roars, such as the sound of countless bells in the morning.

The blue sword, which can pierce the thickest armor in Tang Dynasty, can't pierce the palm of this white monk. He is pinched by the two fingers of the cloud sea and shakes violently. He makes a lot of laments for a while.

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The beautiful quiet room became numerous pieces, falling like rain outside Gu Xinyin and Xiao Xiang.

Gu Xinyin stands without sorrow or joy. Everything outside has nothing to do with him. Even the little monk Yunhai, who is often frowned by him at ordinary times, shows the most amazing power of Prajna temple at this moment, and fails to make any waves in his heart. All his thoughts are turned into that bright yellow sword light, and he becomes that sword light.

The bright yellow sword light came to Xiao Xiang.

But Xiao Xiang has already sat down.

His body was suspended in the air three feet above the ground, and a red bronze ancient round mirror flew out of his hand and revolved around him at a high speed.

"Ah..."

Just for a moment, the bright yellow sword light has collided with the red copper circular mirror countless times. Where the flying sword stabbed, the red copper circular mirror would block it. Because of the speed is too fast, in the eyes of ordinary people, Xiao Xiang's body is suddenly covered with a layer of red copper bright light. In an instant, countless light stars are spread out. Because of the speed, the countless collisions in the moment are only sent out There was a sound.

In the light of the bright yellow sword, Xiao Xiang's eyes were suddenly full of blood, but his mouth was full of a cold and proud smile: "Gu Xinyin, so many years of water prison You are not as strong as you think, and I am not as weak as you think, so you are doomed not to kill me, doomed not to return to Yunqin. "

Just as his voice came out, the old wizard, who had pushed the door, sat down on the floor.

His dark eyes were burning like a fire, sending out a dark green flame. All the tattoos on his body lit up like a flame.

His lips vibrated violently. With a sharp and unpleasant spell like a arrow, all the dark green flames on his body formed a green flame crow, which rushed madly towards the sea of clouds and the emperor Fengxuan.

In the face of these green flame crows, which can eliminate all the surrounding air and form a vacuum, and make the air and soul force in their bodies explode, the golden sea of clouds just shouted: "evil spirits, outlaws!"

The voice was heard, and the blue sword in his hand finally vibrated. He hurriedly withdrew from his fingers, and in an instant, he did not know how many steps he took.

At the same time, his fingers pop towards the wizard sitting on the ground, like a petal or a drop of water on his fingers.

However, what he ejected was not petals, not water drops, but several blue sword lights, several Buddha lights, which instantly broke all green flame crows and rushed to the old wizard.

The old wizard's whole body flew backward and crashed into the wall, embedded in the wall. The blood gushed from several wounds deep into his heart, and the strands of hair were stained with broken stone chips and dust. It seemed unspeakable miserable. In his old eyes, it was all incomprehensible and unbelievable.

The blue sword light from the sea of clouds is exactly the same as that of the owner of the blue sword. It seems that all the forces that came out of the blue sword when it was pounding in his hand and struggling were included in his body. Then at this moment, it gathered its own strength to fight over, so that he could not resist it.

However, it was because the old wizard was very familiar with the owner of the blue sword and the blue sword that he couldn't understand at all. How could the body of the sea of clouds form a cage and put such a powerful force into the body?

Is the strong person of Prajna temple really strong enough to be incomprehensible even to his characters?

In addition to Gu Xinyin and Xiao Xiang, everyone was shocked by the wisdom of Prajna Temple of white monk Yunhai. Even the owner of the blue sword was shocked. The blue sword, which had been out of trouble, went back dozens of steps unconsciously.

The elegant man in yellow is shocked and inexplicable. However, he knows that Gu Xinyin is different from the monk in white, and he can't wait at the moment. So he doesn't have any Wang. When the old wizard flies out, he has already gone down in the air and arrived at Yunhai.

Then he came out with his sword.

He is also a swordsman, holding an ivory sword in his hand.

The concussion of ivory sword was even stronger than blue sword. However, his sword did not fly out.

Since he built the sword, he has always been practicing the way of holding the sword. This way, he can't make the sword in his hand as fast and moving as the flying sword, but the power of one shot is more powerful.

With his many sacrifices, he made such a sword with the possibility that his body would be more easily killed by the enemy when he was in battle and in battle.

He is Han Xu Zi, the first swordsman of Tang Zang.

The bright and lustrous Ivory sword in his hand brings out countless bright and extinguished lights and shadows in the air, stabs into the chest of the sea of clouds, and expands madly towards the body of the sea of clouds with endless sword meaning and strength.

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When Xiao Xiang, the first swordsman of Tang Zang and the most powerful uncle of Tang Zang, stabbed his sword into the chest of the sea of clouds, Gu Xinyin replied to Xiao Xiang: "this is what she told me She's your daughter, but she didn't tell you, she told me. "

When his first word came out, his body suddenly emptied.

His physical appearance is nothing unusual, but it gives people a lot of feeling of emptiness in his body.

Almost at the same time, his bright yellow sword light, bright light and Blazing Sword light, like a group of rising sun burning, frightening sword gas, made the owner of the blue sword and Han Xu Zi holding the ivory sword completely changed their faces.

The bright yellow sword light turns into countless paths in an instant, which is the speed that any practitioner's thoughts can't react at all and can see clearly at all.

Xiao Xiang didn't even have time to be afraid and surprised.

The ancient mirror outside his body is still rotating at a high speed, and the red copper light curtain formed is still firmly wrapped outside his body. However, countless bright yellow sword lights are coming in and out of the red copper light curtain in an instant, and tens of thousands of bright lights are shining on him.

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