Murderous intent, like a raging torrent, swept through the entire Emperor Wu's hidden mausoleum.
No one showed up.
Killing intent is everywhere.
The proprietress, Zhu Yourong, Xia Chuxue and other women all felt the sudden coldness.
They all held their breath, inevitably feeling nervous.
Even Su Yuheng, who was pretending to be 'Fairy Xuanji', felt faintly in his heart.
It's really... this murderous intention is too blazing, too rich.
"Second Senior Brother, you are not very good." Chu Xiu said leisurely, "If Master is here, which old bastard dares to speak?"
Mr. Er’s expression was dull, “I can’t compare to Master.”
Chu Xiu said: "You are much worse than the third senior brother. The third senior brother dared to chop down the entire gold and silver platform in front of Emperor Qian."
The second gentleman said: "He's just a reckless man, not worth mentioning."
"But there is also a gold and silver platform here." Chu Xiu said.
Mr. Er said: "There is indeed a gold and silver platform."
Chu Xiu raised his eyes and scanned the entire Dongshi City and stepped forward, "There's something you'd better understand.
Whether it was a thousand years ago or now, the reason why the Daqian Dynasty can stand still is not because of how wise your Emperor Wu or other emperors are.
Just because my master is in Zhuque Academy, and Suzaku Academy is in the Daqian Dynasty. "
"We respect Suzaku Academy, that's why you can be so bold." The old voice came coldly.
Chu Xiu smiled.
"Are you presumptuous?" Chu Xiu sneered, "No matter how presumptuous I am, I can't compare to you. Don't you think that the massacre of the Mo clan has just been revealed?"
"..."
The entire imperial mausoleum fell silent.
The landlady bit her lip and remained silent.
"This was built by the ancestors of the Mo family, and it is also the burial place of the ancestors of the Mo family..." Chu Xiu said lightly, "It's not your turn to make the decision here, a bunch of old people from outside!
Or you can take action directly and test your Daqian royal family’s background to see if you can be more generous than my master.
Or, just shut your mouths and stay in your turtle shell. If you dare to say another word, I will destroy this place. "
"It's good to be young." A deep old voice sounded, "I am an old guy, half of my body has been buried in the ground, and I have never been as arrogant as you.
This time, the old guy also wanted to be crazy. "
The words fell.
A white-haired old man slowly walked out of a passage on the north side of Dong City.
His left hand was holding an unsheathed sword.
"The peak of Tongyou." The second gentleman said.
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "I have been trapped here for a long time and my thoughts are not clear, so naturally I cannot be free."
"You are no match for me." Mr. Er said bluntly, "Step back."
The smile on the white-haired old man's face faded, "If you don't give it a try, how will you know?"
Chu Xiu said leisurely: "What my second senior brother means is that you are not worthy of his action."
The white-haired old man looked colder.
"Second Senior Brother, what do you think of me?" Chu Xiu asked, with a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.
"You..." Mr. Er shook his head, "He is at least ninety years old. He has stayed in the Tongyou Realm for no less than fifty years. He is only a thin line away from the freedom of heaven and humans."
"I think I can." Chu Xiu said.
The white-haired old man sneered: "Then you can give it a try."
Mr. Second frowned.
Chu Xiu said: "You are the first tombkeeper who appears. If I attack you directly, it will damage the prestige of my Suzaku Academy."
With that said, he turned around and looked at Su Yuheng.
Su Yuheng's eyelids twitched imperceptibly.
The rest of the people also looked at Su Yuheng.
"Whether the Dao Sect Tianzong will survive or be destroyed in the future will depend on you." Chu Xiu said expressionlessly, "As expected, one of my second senior brothers and I will be the next dean of the Vermillion Bird Academy."
Su Yuheng's face froze.
threaten.
A naked threat!
"This has nothing to do with me." Su Yuheng said in a low voice, feeling extremely depressed.
Chu Xiu said calmly: "I am giving you a chance. Emperor Qian asked Li Xianyuan to obey your orders. Next, he probably wants to get rid of me or the second senior brother in this imperial mausoleum. The blame falls on you and the Taoist Tianzong behind you. back."
Su Yuheng looked at Li Xianyuan.
Li Xianyuan's face was expressionless, neither admitting nor denying.
Su Yuheng's heart sank.
Things seemed to be out of her control unconsciously.
Chu Xiu continued: "Go and fight with this old man. I can replace Suzaku Academy and forgive you for your rashness."
"I seem to have no choice." Su Yuheng whispered.
Chu Xiu looked at Su Yuheng and said, "It seems you have made your choice."
Su Yuheng was noncommittal, and she looked at Li Xianyuan, "Are you sure that in this operation, I will be respected in everything?"
"Yes." Li Xianyuan nodded and gave an affirmative answer.
"Then go kill this tombkeeper." Su Yuheng directly ordered.
Everyone was stunned.
Li Xianyuan frowned slightly and was speechless for a moment.
Su Yuheng said: "If you don't want to take action, you can let your subordinates come in."
Li Xianyuan remained silent.
"So, you don't listen to me." Su Yuheng said lightly.
"This woman is really smart." Chu Xiu secretly praised.
The atmosphere in Huangling East City became strange and quiet.
"I seem to be qualified to choose my opponent." The white-haired old man slowly pulled out his sword, his old voice full of coldness.
Everyone looked at the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man's right hand holding the sword slowly raised, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Chu Xiu.
at the same time.
Eight tombkeepers holding swords walked out of the passages in all directions of the East City.
They have one thing in common:
Old age.
"How?" Chu Xiu asked.
Mr. Er said: "There is nothing to fear about the dying insect."
"Then shall I choose one?" Chu Xiu said.
"It's up to you." The second gentleman said calmly.
Chu Xiu stepped forward and walked towards the white-haired old man who appeared first.
Two feet away, they stopped.
Mr. Er said: "You picked the biggest one."
Chu Xiu smiled and said, "This shows that I have good taste."
"You may not be very lucky." The white-haired old man sneered.
"Yes, my luck is indeed not very good." Chu Xiu nodded and said with emotion, "The small achievements I have now are all due to my own efforts and have nothing to do with luck."
"..."
Everyone looked weird.
The anger in the white-haired old man's heart has accumulated to the extreme.
The long sword in his hand emits streams of sharp sword energy.
Chu Xiu held the hilt of the Wild Sky Sword with his right hand.
Since he obtained this Wild Sky Sword, except for two moves with Zhu Zhaodan, he has never really had a duel with anyone.
Now is an opportunity.
Without any unnecessary words, the Huangtian Sword, as black as ink, was unsheathed, and Chu Xiu's figure was in front of the white-haired old man.
The sword light blooms.
Chu Xiu passed through the white-haired old man like a stream of light. When his figure appeared again, he was already standing two feet behind the white-haired old man.
The Sword of Desolation is returned to its sheath.
Chu Xiu turned around and looked at the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man also turned around, his eyes were very indifferent, and even contained a hint of mockery.
Chu Xiu's speed indeed exceeded his expectations, but it was still not fast enough.
He easily blocked Chu Xiu's sword.
"Click..."
There was a crisp 'click' sound.
The white-haired old man's pupils shrank sharply, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
The long sword in his hand was broken into two pieces.
"Old man, do you know Zhu Zhaodan?" Chu Xiu asked.
The white-haired old man calmed down and nodded slowly.
He had heard of Zhu Zhaodan, who was once on the Xiaoyao List, but was beaten down before his butt was even hot.
"You're even worse than him." Chu Xiu said.
The white-haired old man said coldly: "I am not a swordsman. Even if I don't have a sword, my combat power will not be damaged."
"I'm not a swordsman either." Chu Xiu said calmly, "I have a sword, which doubles my fighting power."
"Doubling it is not enough." The white-haired old man sneered, pushing his right hand forward, and a tyrannical palm force hit Chu Xiu.
When the palm power was swung out, the surrounding space trembled faintly, as if invisible force was integrated into the palm power.
Uh-huh!
Chu Xiu drew his sword again, and the sword light, as black as ink, directly cut away the incoming tyrannical palm force.
The Sword of Desolation is returned to its sheath.
Chu Xiu waited indifferently.
The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly.
Just now, he felt an indescribable heat, and the sword Chu Xiu swung seemed to contain extremely hot fire.
"Forty years ago, were you among the murderers of the Mo clan?" Chu Xiu asked.
The white-haired old man sneered: "I killed seventeen people."
"Asshole." The landlady's eyes turned red.
"I won't bully you either." Chu Xiu said calmly, "I will use seventeen swords. If you are still alive, I will leave Zhonghuang Mountain directly."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Xiu's figure turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the white-haired old man.
The Wild Sky Sword was unsheathed again.
"Arrogant." The white-haired old man struck out with his right palm again, the palm force was strong and sharp, like a raging wave.
This battle completely broke out.
Chu Xiu's speed reached the extreme, leaving a trail of afterimages around the white-haired old man.
Every time he drew his sword, it was a slash.
After the slash, the Wild Sky Sword will be sheathed again.
After drawing his sword seventeen times in a row, Chu Xiu retreated three feet and landed next to Mr. Er.
The white-haired old man's eyes flashed with ridicule, and he stood there with a sneer on his face.
Seventeen slashes, not one hit him.
