Volume 9 Chapter 3

Xiao Xiang didn't have time to fear or think. At that moment, he just felt that the light wrapped around his body was dazzling, but his body was cold.

At the same time, Han Xuzi, the first swordsman of Tang Zang, stabbed the ivory sword into the chest of the sea of clouds for three inches.

"Non human Not human... "

Cloud sea, a white monk, once again sounded the sound of thousands of bells in unison. With the voice that others could not understand, a light golden blood was spewing out of his mouth.

Han Xu Zi's heart a bleak exclamation.

He felt the power in the blood of the sea of clouds It's a sharp and indomitable sword.

He never thought that he would face his sword one day!

His sword is still deep in the body of the cloud sea. He can kill the cloud sea. He knows that the people of Prajna temple, although they have great powers, are also human beings, rather than the god Buddha that cannot be killed. But he also knows that when he kills the cloud sea, he is also killing himself.

The body of the cloud sea seems to have all turned into Buddha light in front of his eyes, accepting all these things calmly, but he can't meet his own death calmly, his body is controlled by the endless fear surging up in this moment.

Before the fight of death against death, he was finally full of fear, and he collected his sword.

Ivory sword's rapid recovery, blocking in front of their own body.

"Zheng!" A loud tremor.

With peiran Mo Yu's strength, the ivory sword, which seemed to be completely condensed with the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, flew out of his hands, and his body also flew backward, splitting countless small wounds by his own sword Qi.

Gu Xinyin has turned around and swept to a place in the courtyard.

The sea of clouds and the emperor Fengxuan also fly to the same place as Gu Xinyin.

That place was originally the end of the rain eaves in the courtyard. The gutter of the rain eaves would collect all the rain water and then drop it on the hollowed out stone slab below.

The master of the blue sword suddenly understood how these three people would appear quietly in the courtyard, and how they could not launch such an assassination until this time.

The blue sword, which was connected with his mind and spirit, roared sharply. The terrifying vitality made the broken stones along the way be blown up, swept by the sword spirit, as if it had become a small sword.

However, the bright yellow sword light is only a flash.

Just in a flash, the owner of the blue sword made a scream of horror. Not only did the blue sword escape in fear, but also a path outside the courtyard made a sound of rapid escape.

The bright yellow sword light did not catch up, but formed a bright yellow sword curtain outside Gu Xinyin, Yunhai and Fengxuan emperor.

The curtain of sword fell suddenly, and the ground fell down, making an extremely empty sound.

The old wizard is embedded in the wall, and the blood in his body is fast flowing, but he has no ability to break away from the wall.

Han Xuzi, the first swordsman of Tang Zang, was broken in his heart and spirit. From today on, he knew that he could no longer sit in the position of the first swordsman of Tang Zang. Looking at his body full of small wounds, he could not help but tremble.

The owner of the blue sword outside the courtyard stopped screaming and running away, but he couldn't believe that the four sages could stop the two sages for a moment, so that more practitioners and cavalry could not rush in.

……

Xiao Xiang's body was trembling.

Looking at Gu Xinyin and the emperor Yunhai and Fengxuan falling to the ground, he instantly reflected some things.

Liusha city is short of water The saint daughter of Prajna Temple appeared, and led the people to build various open channels and underground channels for water diversion and rain storage. The virgin of Prajna Temple later became the Empress Dowager of the virgin. The underground water net under Liusha city is more complicated than the spider web. She is the only one who knows. And she was the mother of emperor Fengxuan.

Gu Xinyin has been in the dark water prison for so long. He wanted to kill him for so long. Once he got out of trouble, he has been waiting until now, not only because of the recovery of his body and cultivation, but also to determine his trace, waiting for him to appear in the courtyard he thought was the safest.

It turns out that the unique learning of Prajna temple in the legend is really so terrible.

A person who is a unique scholar of Prajna temple and qingluan college should be so terrible.

These thoughts flashed in his mind like lightning, and then he felt unprecedented fear. Then he found that Gu Xinyin had been in fear since he was locked in the dark water prison. Now, the fear accumulated for many years suddenly magnified and completely occupied his body.

His large and dignified body was still sitting, but his body, hair and skin were unable to move even his eyelids.

"When!" One sound, he spent countless years of painstaking practice that copper color ancient land decadent fall to the ground.

His body, which had been suspended three feet above the ground, was also on the ground, stirring up dust.

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!"

there was a sharp drums in the surrounding barracks.

The eyes of the old wizard, Han Zixu and the owner of the blue sword fell on Xiao Xiang involuntarily.

"Poop poop..."

Xiao Xiang's body began to make a lot of slight crackles, with a lot of subtle lights, accompanied by a very thin bloody air from his body.

"Poof", a dust particle flew out of him.

This grain of dust brought real pain to Xiao Xiang, but it was a small flesh and blood flying out of him.

One by one flesh and blood flew out of Xiao Xiang. Xiao Xiang watched his body turn into one flesh and blood. He watched his death, but he could not stop it. He could not move. He could not even close his eyes to see the horrible scene.

The dying old wizard, the lost Han Zixu and the owner of the little sword in blue dare not approach, or even end Xiao Xiang's life ahead of time.

It's hard for them to imagine what kind of horrible power can make a flying sword kill tens of thousands of swords, hundreds of thousands of swords, and cut people into such pieces, and make this person stick together, and slowly fly apart.

Xiao Xiang doesn't want to die. He has a stronger army than emperor Fengxuan. He has countless things worth his greed in the world, but he can only die slowly in the agony of endless fear.

Countless heavy cavalry in silver armor rushed into the courtyard. However, these dense silver armour soldiers only saw Xiao Xiang surrounded by his own countless flesh and blood, such as countless blood red flies flying around him. Among all the people's frightened eyes, the great man who now has the highest power in tangzang gradually becomes a pool of extremely thin and rotten blood mud.

……

Gu Xinyin and the figures of Yunhai and Fengxuan emperors appeared under the eaves of a remote house in the Tang Dynasty.

The sea of clouds is constantly wiping the blood flowing from the corners of its mouth, but it laughs innocent and happy.

Gu Xinyin takes a deep look at the sky of Liusha city.

Ten thousand years at a glance.

There are only two kinds of will, love and hatred.

It was love and hatred that supported him to spend so many years in the dark water prison and finally killed Xiao Xiang.

"Goodbye..."

He whispered this in his heart, and then turned to the sea of clouds and the emperor Feng Xuan to express his sincere thanks.

Emperor Fengxuan also bowed to him.

Gu Xinyin goes to a carriage that has been waiting by the wall.

After entering the carriage, putting down the curtain and rolling the wheels of the carriage, his voice came out again, "little monk Yunhai, come to qingluan college to have a look sometime."

Yunhai's eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had read some unique answer from this sentence. He was as happy as a woodpecker nodding repeatedly, so that two more mouths of blood flowed out of his mouth.

"But you have to read more sutras for me Pray more that I can go home... "

"I see, Mr. Gu." Yunhaidun was a little worried.

"It may not be long before someone from qingluan college will come here to get something back." Gu Xinyin thought about it and said another sentence.

Emperor Fengxuan's eyes also suddenly brightened and bowed again: "thank you very much."

Gu Xinyin in the carriage stopped talking. This carriage joined in a waiting carriage, and walked out of the Tang Tibetan palace and Liusha city.

This student from qingluan University began to go home. (to be continued)