On Yueming Lake.
Bai Ze used his flying sword and was not afraid of Zeng Xianming's palm. The aura of the middle-aged general in front of him was nothing but human dignity. The three realms of supreme beings are human beings, world-honored people, and heavenly ones.
Human beings are respectful and have no confusion, World Honored Soul is mine, Heavenly Honor is profound.
What you do to avoid confusion is actually "grinding the mirror", using the soul mirror to illuminate your Taoist heart, so that you will not be confused. Compared with the World Honored Soul Self, this realm is more than a little bit behind.
The Soul Self Realm, in the final analysis, is actually the concentration of soul power entities in the soul sea. This soul entity, in Taoist terms, is the mysterious "Yang Shen".
The best among the World Honored Ones, he can sit in the body and forget about it, and he can travel thousands of miles as a god of the sun. The strength of the Soul Self Realm is no longer as simple as refining divine thoughts in the Unconfused Realm, but it can also launch real soul power spells to attack.
Among them, the most vicious soul power technique is the technique of seizing the body!
Monks who seize the body can theoretically achieve immortality.
But this technique also has a huge drawback, that is, every time the body is taken, the soul of the person who takes the body will be torn apart. When the number of tears accumulates until the soul of the body-snatcher is completely devastated, that is the moment when the soul of the body-snatcher collapses and disappears into ashes.
The one who seizes the body has no way to go to hell, and can only go all the way to the end in the human world, and then completely dissipate in the world of Kyushu.
Zeng Xianming has already arrived.
"Three swords, the sunset over the long river!" Bai Ze sacrificed his sword, and Wu Feng released an astonishing sword intent at a very close distance. He saw the long river coming from the sky, with turbulent waves. If you look closely, it seems that there are waves rushing in the long river. It's not the river, but countless long swords that are unstoppable.
The sun rises and falls, the sword river clangs!
However, Zeng Xianming had already been mentally prepared, knowing that Bai Ze's method must be extraordinary. But at first glance, Bai Ze's sword, the commander-in-chief of the Military and Horse Division, was still shocked.
Not to mention the power of this sword.
The sword intent contained in this sword alone was enough to make him, the Supreme Being, ashamed and unable to lift his head with shame.
"This boy has extraordinary talents, the likes of which I have never seen before!" Zeng Xianming said heartily, "The title of the eldest son of the Immortal Sect is indeed well-deserved!"
The middle-aged general regretted a little.
After this incident, no matter what, he will definitely offend Yunhai Xianmen to death. There are disciples of the Immortal Sect all over the Northern Territory, not to mention the eighteen counties in the Western Region. Even the aristocratic families in Haojing have many children who have been sent to the Immortal Sect.
It would be fine if these people couldn't stand Bai Ze.
Once these people stand behind Bai Ze, Zeng Xianming's official career will be the same as the end of the road.
But Zeng Xianming had no choice.
In this war between temples and rivers and lakes, he is just a pawn on the chessboard, controlled by the chess players, and is not even qualified to understand the truth.
The Supreme's palm collided with Bai Ze's powerful sword! The long river of sword energy was in a stalemate with Zeng Xianming's palm, but the rising sun of the sword river hit the middle-aged general with overwhelming force!
As a last resort, Zeng Xianming used his second palm.
"boom!!--"
The sword energy burst into pieces, and the two people in the sky flew back. Zeng Xianming quickly stabilized his body, but he was still shocked. The Third Realm versus the Fourth Realm, let alone evenly matched, even if they were not beaten to death on the spot, the Three Realm monks were the best!
There is a huge gap between the three worldly realms and the four extraordinary realms.
To put it simply, the three realms of the world of mortals, from the sea of suffering to the realm of knowledge, can be achieved as soon as the monks break through the realm. However, from the third realm to the fourth realm, one has to cross the thunder tribulation! There are thousands of monks in Jiuzhou. Although the Supreme Thunder Tribulation is not as terrifying as the Five Realms Thunder Tribulation, there are still countless monks who have been killed by them.
Just by relying on Thunder Tribulation, one can know the gap between the three realms and the fourth realm.
But Bai Ze's sword was able to block the palm of the Four Realms Supreme. Even though Zeng Xianming had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't calm down.
He had miscalculated.
After this incident, I am afraid that when it comes to his outcome, his official career will be considered the lightest one at the end. Bai Ze is so capable, I am afraid that after this incident, his survival will become a luxury.
The Yunhai Immortal Sect controls half of the world in the northern realm, how can they tolerate a small soldier from Longhai County attacking their eldest son?
But now, Zeng Xianming has no way out.
The commander-in-chief of the Military and Horse Division drew his sword, and the two captains behind him surrounded him like horns. On the other hand, Bai Ze didn't show any signs of anger on his face, but he could only hold back a mouthful of blood without spitting out.
The battle with the girl in black in the wilderness had already caused him internal injuries. Shadow Escape consumed a lot of his energy again. Now, with a hasty sword strike, the true energy counterattacked, already damaging the meridians.
Three people arrived.
The Supreme Master drew his sword, and the light of the sword swept across the sky, showing his unstoppable courage.
Bai Ze's face was as dark as water, and then he raised his whole body's energy.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the office, "Winter Solstice!"
The pink face of the girl in white was full of power, she pointed her sword skills, the sword gourd on her waist made a loud sword cry, and the flying sword flashed out of the winter solstice and went straight to Zeng Xianming.
Seeing the flying sword coming, Zeng Xianming had no choice but to give up on Bai Ze, dragging his sword and slashing horizontally, shaking away the frost-white flying sword.
"The Military and Horse Department is handling the case, girl, please be careful!" Zeng Xianming slowly exhaled a cold breath and stared at Wu Shuang with a gloomy look.
The girl in white snorted coldly, folded her arms and crossed her chest, stood gracefully on Feijian Youming's sword, and said: "Young Master Bai Ze is the next peak master of Zuowang Peak of Yunhai Xianmen, the leader of the North Realm Dao Sect, and the future leader of the Xianmen Sect. One of the seven chiefs! How dare you, the commander-in-chief of a small county, be rude to the young master?"
"Bai Ze killed the prince of the Yan Kingdom. This is a serious matter, and it will easily trigger an all-out war between the Zhou Dynasty and the Yan Kingdom!" Zeng Xianming said coldly, "Young lady, do you still think that as a Zhou minister, I shouldn't interfere in this matter? ?”
"The temples and rivers and lakes do not interfere with each other." Wu Shuang did not accept this trick and defended Bai Ze resolutely, "Today you want to use the temple to suppress the rivers and lakes. Could it be that you think that the Northern Dao Sect is at your disposal, the Zhou Dynasty?" persimmon?"
The girl in white was very articulate and one sentence made Zeng Xianming furious. The commander-in-chief of the Bingma Division sneered: "In that case, let's see if the girl has the ability to take people away from me!"
"Stop talking nonsense and come on!" Wu Shuang glared at Zeng Xianming.
"Hahaha, Lord Commander Shenwu!" Bai Ze sneered, "This girl is the disciple of Senior Lu Jianxiong, the elder of Vulcan Mountain, and the most favored disciple of Master Zhou of Vulcan Mountain. She is only seven years old, and she has already picked it with her own hands. The treasure of the sect of Huoshen Mountain is the Sword Gourd! If you offend me today, that’s it. You’ve also offended the little princess of Huoshen Mountain, isn’t it too arrogant?”
When Zeng Xianming heard this, his face turned pale, and he seemed to hesitate for a moment.
"Commander, don't wait any longer. I'm here to help you capture the royal assassin!" A shout came from the distance. Bai Ze and Wu Shuang heard the words and looked at each other. They both saw worry in each other's eyes.
Zeng Xianming, on the other hand, looked greatly refreshed and laughed loudly: "Master Deng came at the right time. Please help me take down the assassin first!"
As soon as the man on the horizon finished speaking, he appeared in front of everyone.
The person who came was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand, but he was able to control Qi and fly, and his cultivation level was impressively at the Supreme level!
The first of the guests in Prince Liang's Mansion was a Taoist monk named Deng Yinhe.
The situation reversed instantly, overwhelmingly favoring Zeng Xianming. But Bai Ze and Wu Shuang were both fearless masters. They immediately exchanged glances and planned to take action before Deng Yinhe arrived.
"Winter Solstice!" The girl in white used the frosty flying sword to chase Zeng Xianming and beat him fiercely. Zeng Xianming, the commander-in-chief of the Military and Horse Division, felt aggrieved. One Baize was enough to give him a headache, but now there was a young ancestor from the Vulcan Mountain here. How could he withstand it?
Above the sky, Zeng Xianming swung his sword left and right, fighting with the flying sword that had become spiritual. But every time they collide, what they get in exchange is a thick white breath. After ten sword blows, Zeng Xianming's breath was already filled with biting frost.
Bai Ze, on the other hand, had already taken action, and the Qinglong Sword Qi roared out. The two faced each other and had already knocked down the two captains of the Military and Horse Division into Yueming Lake.
Deng Yinhe flew over and waved the dust in his hand. Thousands of duck tails turned into a narrow Milky Way. As if given life, it snaked towards Bai Ze, trying to capture the young man in black directly.
But Bai Ze was not one to sit back and wait for death. He made a sword gesture with both hands, and his natal flying sword burst into flames. He shouted: "Sword Two, Meteor!"
The natal flying sword turned into a ray of shocking fire and slashed at the dragon's tail at high speed, hoping to burn the old man's fly whisk with a fire.
But what Bai Ze didn't expect was that the whisk in the hand of Deng Yinhe, a retainer of the palace, was invulnerable to water and fire, easily neutralizing Bai Ze's sword.
Bai Ze did not dare to be careless as the tails of the roosters came around. A thousand-jin pendant, with a man and a sword, fell directly into the sky and landed on the huge piece of ice on the lake, shaking the ice floe under his feet to cracks.
"Where to go!" Deng Yinhe refused, flicking the dust in his hand, and the tail immediately followed, turning into a huge net that threw the sky, trying to tie Bai Ze into it.
"You old man, you're going too far!" Bai Ze saw the gangster entangled endlessly, holding a black jade, Zifu's sword intent bursting out, and the Qinglong sword energy as thick as a vat wound up, "One sword for a thousand dragons!"
The young man in black roared, and Mo Yu slashed furiously. He saw the sword coming out, and hundreds of green dragon sword energy roared out, rushing towards the giant net coming from the Deng Yin River. In an instant, he directly talked about that The giant web weaved by the tail rushes away!
"Good boy!" Deng Yinhe was startled secretly. He twitched his whisk, and when the tail of the horse was parting and closing, it dispersed into one again, condensed into a long snow-white snake, and twitched toward Bai Ze.
The green dragon sword energy soared into the sky.
"Go!" Bai Ze made a sword move with one hand and drove his flying sword to kill Deng Yinhe. He used his other hand to gather sword energy and used a giant sword technique to enlarge the black jade by more than three feet. He swept across and cut away the whisk that the old man had drawn.
"Tang!" Deng Yinhe made a seal with one hand, and the whisk immediately became like a huge quagmire, sucking Mo Yu tightly. Bai Ze couldn't move, only to see thousands of slugs clinging to the bones like maggots, immediately wrapping Mo Yu tightly!
Above the clouds and sky, Bai Ze's flying sword flew straight towards the middle gate of Deng Yin River like thunder. The young man in black showed a stern look on his face. The old man had to let go and withdraw his fly whisk, and he was able to withdraw Mo Yu.
Or, just wait to be pierced through the chest by Wu Feng's sword!
But Deng Yinhe did not let go, nor was his body pierced by the flying sword of his destiny.
"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all energy." The old Taoist above the sky chanted a mantra, and a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared on his Taoist robe. As soon as Bai Ze heard the spell, his heart suddenly went crazy.
The flying sword is approaching, just around the corner!
"Cultivation for thousands of eons, prove my magical power!" Deng Yinhe opened his eyes angrily, and his whole body shone with golden light, as if he was wearing a golden armor.
"clang!!--"
The natal flying sword hit Deng Yinhe. Instead of causing any harm to the old Taoist, he was bounced away!
"Hiss..." Bai Ze looked at the brilliant golden light emanating from the old Taoist Yun Tian and couldn't help but take a breath, "The top divine spell in the Taoist sect, the golden light spell!"
