Chen Xiliu, who appeared out of thin air, had a completely different temperament than when he was on Moyun Mountain. He didn't have any food in his hands, and even his expression was completely different from that time.
Feeling the fluctuation of Tao on Shen Xiliu's body, Jin Xinglan was shocked. He quickly took action, Chaotian Que turned into a rainbow and pierced towards Zaoji who was already immobilized. Zaoji was unable to stop her and could only watch the magic weapon. The sword stabbed himself.
Everyone present thought that Zao Ji was dead, except Shen Xiliu.
Shen Xiliu stretched out his right hand and grabbed the void in the direction of Zaoji. Zaoji and Li Boqian disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment they appeared in front of Chen Xiliu.
Chaotian Que's attack missed the target and hit the ground. Countless floor tiles shattered and pieces of masonry flew in all directions. Everyone took action to stop it. When the dust dispersed, a huge crater appeared where Zao Ji originally stood, and Chaotian Que had flown back to Jin Xinglan's hands.
Jin Xinglan had a solemn look on her face. She looked at Chen Xiliu with her sword in hand and said, "I'm Taichu Jin Xinglan. I don't know who the senior is and why he came to my Taichu palace today."
Chen Xi Liuyin sneered and said: "I, Chen Xi Liu, have been asked to come here today to help fellow Taoist Qinghe!"
"Xiaoyao Sansheng Shen Xiliu? The senior is a saint from the Central Plains, why would he help this group of Qinghe barbarians?" Jin Xinglan said in surprise. The Shen Xiliu in front of her was very different from the rumors.
Chen Xiliu lightly stepped on the ground and floated into the air. He confronted Jin Xinglan and said, "It's useless to talk more. With the blessing of this formation, I already have the strength of the Tao Transformation Realm. I'm here to ask you for advice!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xiliu turned his palm into a knife and slashed forward. A huge invisible blade slashed towards Jin Xinglan. Wherever the blade touched, the space was distorted.
Facing the saint's attack, how could Jin Xinglan dare to be careless? He immediately activated Chaotian Que and collided with the invisible blade.
With the blessing of the formation, it was not difficult for Jin Xinglan to block this blow, but he knew that with his own strength, if he took a hit from the saint, there would be a risk of falling. Although the Yasheng and the saint are only one step apart, the gap is Like clouds and mud.
After Jin Xinglan blocked the invisible blade, Shen Xiliu disappeared. Jin Xinglan was shocked, and a strong sense of crisis rose from the bottom of her heart.
At this moment, Shen Xiliu actually appeared behind Jin Xinglan, and Jin Xinglan's insight into the Dao Transformation realm at this time completely failed to capture his movement trajectory.
Soon after, Shen Xiliu took advantage of Jin Xinglan's unpreparedness and struck him on the back with a palm. The force of the palm shattered the space! In the eyes of everyone watching the battle on the ground, the entire area where Jin Xinglan was located collapsed.
"Mountains and rivers protect the country!" Jin Xinglan shouted, and a picture of mountains and rivers appeared around his body, blocking Chen Xiliu's air-piercing palm from outside.
After blocking the blow, Jin Xinglan turned around and slashed backward towards Tianque with her hand. The sword towards Tianque was so sharp that it seemed to have the power to cut through all things.
Amidst the exclamations of everyone watching the battle on the ground, Chaotianque actually cut Chen Xiliu in two with his sword. Was the saint killed just like that?
Seeing this scene, Jin Xinglan didn't look happy at all. The body of Shenxi Liu that was broken into two parts gradually dissipated in the air. What was cut off was just the afterimage of Shenxi Liu!
The next moment, Shen Xiliu appeared in front of the eight swordsmen who formed a formation. At this time, the eight swordsmen were motionless. Under each of their feet was a picture of mountains and rivers, which together with the previous picture of mountains and rivers on the ground where Jin Xinglan was sitting, formed a perfect composition. a complete picture.
People from the Central Plains with a little discernment will know when they see this picture that it represents Kyushu in the Central Plains.
The Nine Swords Formation of Taichu was created by the great masters of the Taichu Dynasty who extracted the power of the Nine Provinces. This formation can mobilize the power of the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces for their own use. At its peak, no one can beat it. It is the Great Formation of Protecting the Country at the beginning of the Taichu Dynasty. !
Although the current Taichu Nine Sword Formation can temporarily allow Jin Xinglan to enter the realm of transformation, due to the decline of Taichu, only Yingzhou among the nine states is still in the hands of Taichu. In the mountain and river map under everyone's feet, only Yingzhou represented by Jin Xinglan is still glorious. Yiyi, the other eight states are extremely dim, and the power of the formation is not the same as when it was strong in the beginning.
To a certain extent, what the Taichu Nine Sword Formation stimulated was the Taichu national power.
With just one glance, Shen Xiliu could see the extraordinary features of Taichu's Nine Sword Formation. A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes and he said: "The methods of the Taichu sages are indeed superb. They are indeed the Taichu Dynasty that once unified the Central Plains!"
Jin Xinglan saw Shen Xiliu changing his position again thoughtfully, and he said: "It seems that Senior Shen is not fast, but moves directly across space. In addition, every time Senior takes action, there are fluctuations in space. If I don't If you guess wrong, the senior should have mastered the art of space."
Chen Xiliu raised his head, glanced at Jin Xinglan and said with a smile: "I have good eyesight. My way is exactly the way of space. Let me see if my way of space can defeat the Taichu Nine Swords Formation!"
While Chen Xiliu was speaking, his hands began to move. The power of the space above his palms became strong, and the surrounding space began to distort. He continued to use his palms to blast at the eight swordsmen supporting the formation.
Jin Xinglan didn't panic when he saw this. He saw a more solid picture of mountains and rivers appearing on the formation than before when Jin Xinglan protected herself. Shen Xiliu's space palm force hit it and created circles of ripples. It dissipated without causing any harm to anyone in the battle.
Just when Shen Xiliu was in shock, Jin Xinglan came to kill him with a sword. Shen Xiliu retracted his palms and used his palms to transform into swords and collided with the Chaotian Que in Jin Xinglan's hand.
Upon seeing this, the surrounding Qinghe masters retreated one after another, and Dong Linhe, who fainted, was also taken away by Nanzhe Muya. They were afraid of being affected by the aftermath of the saint's battle.
As the two continued to fight, Jin Xinglan's momentum gradually weakened, and even the mountains and rivers map of Yingzhou in the formation became dim.
Chen Xiliu smiled and said: "The Taichu Nine Swords Formation is indeed powerful, but now Taichu only has one state, and the power of the mountains and rivers that can be mobilized is limited. In addition, you are not really in the Dao Transformation realm. You can't rely on the formation alone." Fa, you can’t beat me!”
Jin Xinglan was naturally aware of this, but at this point, he could only give it a try.
With a look of determination in his eyes, he flew into the air again. Chen Xiliu did not catch up with him, but stood proudly on the spot, probably to see what you could do.
Jin Xinglan was not affected by Shen Xiliu's attitude. He floated in the air with a solemn expression. After gently adjusting his breathing, he quietly closed his eyes.
When he closed his eyes, a wisp of wind blew across his wrinkled but still handsome face. Then the wind blew strong, the wind and clouds in the sky changed color, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and there was a faint flash of thunder on the horizon.
Jin Xinglan opened his eyes, and there was blood-colored light in his eyes. He seemed to have become the protagonist in the world, turning into the brightest star in the dark night.
Chaotian Que floated quietly in front of him, and Jin Xinglan murmured to herself with a sad face: "Chaotian Que, you have been with me for twenty-five years. After today, there will be no more Jin Xinglan in the world. I hope your next master will be I won’t let you be covered in dust!”
Chaotian Tower buzzed as if it was spiritual. Jin Xinglan smiled happily and said: "You seem to be reluctant to leave me. It seems that I am quite competent as a master. It is an honor for me to fight alongside you in this life."
Jin Xinglan glanced down at Taichu Palace, which was now in a mess. This was the place he had guarded for half his life. Is it worth it for that fatuous emperor? Obviously not worth it. But what Jin Xinglan was guarding was never the Taichu Emperor, but the Taichu Dynasty that was once unparalleled in the world!
For some reason, a scene from her childhood appeared before Jin Xinglan's eyes.
"What's your name?" asked the leader of a group of little boys surrounding another little boy who looked thin and quiet.
"My name is Jin Xinglan, can I play with you?" the quiet boy said shyly.
The little boy in the lead laughed and said: "Your name is Xinglan? Why does it sound like a girl's name? Are you ashamed to have a girl's name?"
Xiao Xinglan's face turned red, but with his introverted personality, he couldn't say anything at this time.
"Jin Xinglan is a girl!"
"We men don't play with girls!"
"What a girl, I think he is neither a man nor a woman!"
A group of boys ignored Xiao Xinglan and ran away shouting all kinds of embarrassing things to Jin Xinglan, leaving Xiao Xinglan alone and crying.
Xiao Xinglan cried more and more fiercely. It wasn't until he stopped crying after a long time that he returned home. The sensible Xiao Xinglan didn't want her parents to worry.
She just cried for so long that her eyes were swollen from crying. Mother Xinglan hurriedly asked Xiao Xinglan what happened. Xiao Xinglan didn't want to tell her, but in the end she couldn't resist her mother and told her everything about today. As my mother listened and talked, tears flowed down unsatisfactoryly.
Xinglan Niang wiped away the tears of little Xinglan, hugged him gently and said: "Xinglan, Lan is a gentleman among flowers. It is not a name unique to girls. From now on, don't care what others say, just be yourself and do what you want." As a person who is useful to our Taichu Dynasty, no one dares to laugh at your name!"
Xiao Xinglan nodded firmly and stopped crying.
From then on, Jin Xinglan practiced swordsmanship assiduously and had many adventures. After he rose to prominence, no one really laughed at his name anymore.
Jin Xinglan retracted his thoughts. He tightly grasped the Chaotian Que suspended in front of him and pointed his sword at the saint Shen Xiliu. He said with firm eyes: "Senior Shen, what's wrong with being a saint! Today I am going to let you, a saint, experience the belonging of Lan." The way of a gentleman!"
After Jin Xinglan said this, his aura rose to the extreme, but he didn't know whether the orchid in his mouth meant the flower, himself, or both.
Chen Xiliu's face was solemn at this time. It was obvious that Jin Xinglan's burst of momentum put him under pressure. He grabbed the void, stretched his right hand directly into the void, and pulled out a sword from the void.
The space around this knife is extremely chaotic. I don't know if it is Shen Xiliu's method or if this knife has its own extraordinary qualities.
Chen Xiliu stood with a sword in his hand, looked up at Jin Xinglan and said, "This sword is called Po Kong. I want to test it out, little friend."
"Taichu Sword Guards, borrow your sword!" Jin Xinglan shouted, and the eight swordsmen supporting the formation threw their swords into the air at the same time. Eight swords of different shapes rose into the sky and floated behind Jin Xinglan.
"Everyone, today the saint is here. You and I have no choice but to fight with our lives. Do you dare to follow me to death?" Jin Xinglan let go of Chaotianque's hand, and used the other hand to activate the eight swords behind him. He crossed his hands, After performing a sword technique, the eight swords circled Chaotian Que very docilely and rotated slowly.
"Why don't you dare!" The eight master swordsmen said in unison, with a loud momentum.
"One sword determines the country!" Jin Xinglan turned his fingers into swords, and the nine-handled swords moved with his fingers, drawing dazzling arcs in the air. Then he pointed at Shenxi Liu, and the nine-handled swords cut through the void and went straight to Shenxiliu. Come.
Chen Xiliu sneered, about to use the way of space to change his position. The next moment, his smile stopped abruptly.
Chen Xiliu found that he had been completely locked by Jin Xinglan's sword move. As a saint, he would not be restricted from moving, but he could not use the way of space to avoid it. He could only take the sword move forcefully.
Chen Xiliu snorted coldly, held the Po Kong Knife tightly with one hand, and slashed out the nine swords flying towards him.
The power of space collided fiercely with the power of mountains and rivers, and the roar continued.
In the end, Shen Xiliu was more skilled, and the nine-handled sword was knocked away by the sword light carrying the power of space. Jin Xinglan waved, and the nine-handled sword levitated to his side again.
Jin Xinglan didn't get discouraged with her single strike. She raised her nine swords to the sky with her fingers. She made a seal with both hands and shouted sternly: "One sword can change the world!"
Nine swords fell from the sky, arranged in a strange formation, each sword buzzed, and attacked Shen Xiliu again. A shock force spread out, and the heaven and earth trembled.
Chen Xiliu's expression became more solemn. Although the sword move just now did not pose a threat to him, the space was locked, preventing him from using the technique of spatial displacement. This time, he held the sword in both hands, and the power of space was strong. He kept swinging the sword with Nine A fierce battle broke out between swords.
This time, even if the Nine Swords were deflected, they would join the attack again. After a long confrontation, Shen Xiliu once again gained the upper hand in the fight, and the Nine Swords were taken back by Jin Xinglan again.
With such non-stop attacks, even Shen Xiliu, a saint, felt a little tired and his breath was a little disordered.
Jin Xinglan's face was pale at this moment, as if she had lost all her strength.
"Senior Shen, I still have one more sword, let's end it with this sword!" Jin Xinglan laughed loudly, but his eyes were full of sadness. Even if he risked his life, even if he could hurt the saint, Taichu Palace would still be difficult. The consequences of escaping.
Jin Xinglan stretched out her hand to hold Chaotian Que, and her momentum surged again. The eight swordsmen supporting the sword formation seemed to have been drained of their strength. They could not even stand and fell to the ground.
Behind Jin Xinglan appeared the shadows of the mountains and rivers of Kyushu in the Central Plains, among which the picture of Yingzhou was the clearest.
"One sword breaks the mountains and rivers!" As Jin Xinglan spoke, the phantoms of the mountains and rivers suddenly shattered and turned into streams of light that poured into the Chaotian Tower. Jin Xinglan fell from the sky, and the Chaotian Tower surrounded by eight swords pierced Shenxi Liu, At this moment, Jin Xinglan came to the world like a sword god.
