The blood dripped into the white porcelain cup carefully made by the craftsman. The koi carp at the bottom of the cup seemed to come alive, wagging its tail and swimming in a pool of blood.
After catching half the cup, Fuyaoguang handed the cup to Lingchan.
Lingchan responded in her heart, but the movements of her hands didn't follow her orders, so she quickly took the cup and poured it into her mouth.
The warm liquid slid into her throat, as if she had swallowed a mouthful of highly concentrated spiritual energy, nourishing her body with a surging force, crushing Lingchan's original bottleneck like a powerful force.
The feeling of increasing strength was so wonderful. At this moment, Lingchan's aura and consciousness enveloped the entire palace. She saw subtle flaws in the formation that she could not see before.
Lingchan took a deep breath.
Fuyaoguang smiled slightly and handed her his sword.
This is the sword of Fuyaoguang, and this is the sword of Lord Yaoguang.
Lingchan took the sword.
The sword light was as bright as a startling giant or a swimming dragon. The sharp light cut through the scene in front of him, revealing the gleaming formation runes underneath.
Just one sword.
A long, thin crack appeared on the formation.
Lingchan frowned and was about to draw the sword again. Fuyaoguang, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, said calmly, "Hold the sword with four fingers, Qi sinks into the Dantian, exerts force on the waist, and drives the shoulders."
Ling Chan did as he was told.
Holding the sword with four fingers, Qi sinks into the Dantian, exerts force on the waist, and drives the shoulders...
"Elbow forward, horizontal chop."
Ling Chan held the sword in one hand and drew it out with one stroke.
She cut off this illusion in the middle, trees collapsed, house pillars broke, and even this piece of sky was slowly tilting, and they were slowly disappearing.
The illusion will be shattered.
Anyone struck by the sword light disappeared like a foam board, only a stream of light flew from a distance.
Xue Xingchi stepped on his sword and shouted angrily: "What are you doing! Chanchan, this is your home!"
"That's not true." Lingchan said calmly.
"..." Xue Xingchi looked extremely ugly, "If you don't want to marry me, I can promise you! Why would you do such a thing!"
Lingchan didn't expect that Xue Xingchi was still addicted to this false illusion until this moment.
"Xue Xingchi, it's time for you to wake up."
She frowned.
Xue Xingchi was stunned, "...What did this man say to you!?"
He finally noticed the Fuyao Light not far away, and his furious expression suddenly calmed down a little, and said calmly: "Are you doing this because of him?"
Xue Xingchi even laughed.
Then he made a hand and raised his sword. The long sword was like a swimming dragon and hit Fuyao Light.
Lingchan looked solemn and blocked the Fuyao light behind her.
"Wake up? I have always been awake!" Xue Xingchi said coldly: "You are the one who was confused by this man!"
He gritted his teeth, but softened his tone, "Chanchan, come to me, I won't argue with you... I know it's not your fault."
This tone is very much like a husband trying to win back his cheating wife.
Lingchan's teeth ached for a while, and she frowned and said, "Look around you, do you really think this is normal?"
Scenes disappearing inch by inch, the sky collapsing... The palace with red walls and yellow tiles is distorted into a grotesque scene.
Lingchan couldn't understand, how could Xue Xingchi turn a blind eye?
Hearing this, Xue Xingchi looked at it casually and said boredly: "This world... has always been like this, ridiculous."
"Come here." He said coldly, and the long sword in his hand hummed low as he felt the master's thoughts.
Ling Chan didn't move.
She blocked Fuyaoguang's body with her horizontal sword, her gaze as sharp as a blade.
Xue Xingchi showed an extremely twisted smile and raised his sword to attack.
Lingchan greeted him.
But she found that Xue Xingchi's strength was too powerful for her to resist.
"The formation is helping him," Fuyaoguang seemed to understand her confusion and explained for her: "This illusion has been broken, but the formation is still protecting Xue Xingchi."
Xue Xingchi's wish was to become the number one strong man, and the formation fulfilled his wish. Of course Lingchan couldn't beat him.
"At this time, are you still thinking about flirting?" Xue Xingchi's eyes became more condensed, and the movements of his hands were fierce.
Ling Chan had some difficulty parrying.
Xue Xingchi had no intention of fighting with her at all. His eyes were all on Fuyaoguang.
With a fake move that deceived Lingchan, Xue Xingchi jumped up and reached out to hold Fuyaoguang hostage.
Fuyaoguang swayed and dodged.
He had body skills, but lost his spiritual power and could not compare with Xue Xingchi who was protected by formations. The second time he hit, he was taken in Xue Xingchi's hand.
"You should look at other people's wives less."
Xue Xingchi gritted his teeth.
Fuyaoguang's life was in Xue Xingchi's hands, but there was no fear on his face, "She is not your wife."
Lingchan was furious, "Why are you talking about this at this time? Break the formation quickly! Get out of this damn illusion!"
"This is not an illusion!" Xue Xingchi interrupted Lingchan angrily, "You have been deceived by this monster! I will wake you up right now!"
Xue Xingchi's eyes flashed hard, he held the sword in his hand and stabbed it down hard!
clang……
The monk's long sword struck the mortal skin, making a crisp sound like gold and stone colliding.
Fuyaoguang's skin was not damaged at all.
Xue Xingchi's sword was broken.
The unstoppable spiritual sword, the sword of his destiny that he kept in his dantian for daily nourishment, the spiritual iron that accompanied him in killing countless great demons... was broken.
He disappeared inch by inch from Xue Xingchi's gaze.
In his body, the spiritual energy that he was accustomed to accompanying day and night gradually disappeared from his body. He was like a funnel full of holes, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch any more.
Those auras quickly disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been there.
Fuyaoguang's body flashed and he easily broke away from his control and stood side by side with Lingchan.
His strength returned.
And Xue Xingchi turned back into the mortal with nothing.
He has no aura, no bones, and of course he has no childhood sweetheart or fiancée who is about to achieve perfection.
At the state banquet that year, the emperor's uncle also saw that he liked Princess Yan, but he could not ask for his hand in marriage.
That is the only daughter of Emperor Yan.
And he is a mortal.
He doesn't deserve it.
He doesn't deserve it.
He doesn't deserve it.
The mortal fell from the sky, and the formation underneath flickered with light, like a monster with its bloody mouth open, waiting for its prey.
Fuyaoguang made a killing, caught Xue Xingchi, and then placed him among a bunch of mortals who had also been rescued, and ignored him.
"There are seven people here in total, and many of them are still in the illusion." Lingchan had read the list of all the missing people and was very familiar with everyone. She reported the names of those who were still trapped in the illusion. Quantity, asked: "Next, shall we rescue them one by one?"
"I chased you into that illusion of yours." Fuyaoguang said softly: "Their illusion is different from yours."
"What's different? Is it because there is someone like me who has not integrated in the whole process?"
Fuyaoguang shook his head.
He pulled out the long sword, and when the green iron was unsheathed, it let out a gentle roar like a dragon's roar. The sound was not loud, but it overwhelmed all the noise in the world.
Ling Chan unconsciously held her breath.
She saw the sword light pouring out like flowing water, the brilliance was dazzling; she saw Fu Yaoguang slashing out with the sword, and the sword edge was invincible.
A sword of frost and wind and snow.
It was an extremely cold sword, an extremely clear sword, which cut open a corner of the formation. The darkness of darkness was cut away by the sharp sword light, and a city citizen fell from the sky lightly.
Fuyaoguang made a final decision, put the unconscious city residents and the rescued people together and explained, "That's enough."
One sword is enough.
