"Don't worry, I'm watching." Situ Tianxing in the city lord's mansion nodded, with a solemn expression on his face. He believed that the boy in front of him could win.
In the past, he only believed in the sword in his hand. After the battle in front of the city lord's mansion, he believed in Li Xiuyuan's sword.
As the divine fortune teller expected, Li Xiuyuan originally would not take out Silver Wolf's Spirit Sword, but he became angry because of the Chen family in Loulan.
In front of the eldest elder of the Chen family, in front of the young master of the Chen family, in front of a group of guards of the Chen family.
He was going to strike out with a sword that would frighten these guys and even make them unable to resist.
The scene that happened before him reminded him of the scene he left ten years ago, and reminded him of his current mission.
This is his heavenly path, he doesn't need to blend in, he just needs to conquer with his sword!
Then, today, under the gaze of Situ Tianxing, the poor fate with the Loulan Chen family was cut off with a sword!
This is the sword of Yinlang, the wildest man on Yuanxue. Originally, he could use any of the bandits' swords at will. He has countless swords.
The Ten Tigers of the Snowfield before him originally had no grudge against him, just like the Silver Wolf outside Niujiao Town.
Because of a combination of greed, anger and ignorance, Zhuge Ying, the Three Tigers, fell in love with the head on his neck, so the two of them became obsessed with each other.
Seeing the blind young man in front of him take out his spiritual sword, in order to show respect, the elder of the Chen family also took out his own spiritual sword.
A sword full of ancient meaning, a spiritual sword forged by divine fire.
The loneliness in the past years when he was wandering abroad, the pain caused to him by the destruction of the Chen family, the contemptuous looks he received while walking in the world, and the joy and contemplation after returning to Loulan.
And dreaming back at midnight, thinking that the revenge of those dead relatives had not yet been avenged, even as a peerless monk, he couldn't help but feel a ball of anger in his heart.
But today, he was going to use the spiritual sword in his hand to cut out all the anger that had been buried in his heart for many years.
Zhuge Ying, who was holding the spiritual sword in her hand, even couldn't help but feel secretly happy. This guy was so immortal that he actually got into trouble with the Chen family of Loulan.
The elder of the Chen family had already taken out his spiritual sword, and the two of them had agreed to decide life or death with one sword.
In this way, he could be considered a big bargain, and he could justifiably take away the young man's head without much effort.
The fortune teller in front of me only had half a life left. How could he block his sword?
The two of them had their own thoughts, waiting for the young man to draw his sword.
Similarly, the divine fortune teller also wanted to see the sword struck by Li Xiuyuan. Strictly speaking, he had not looked carefully at the young man's sword along the way.
But now, Li Xiuyuan only made one move, he wanted to kill the three tigers, and he wanted to make the Chen family of Loulan break their swords!
At the moment, he was more excited than anyone else.
There is another person who doesn't take it too seriously to watch the excitement. The master standing at the city gate could have led a large group of people to kill, take away the distinguished guests of the city lord, and kill the killer of Xueyuan.
However, both he and the city lord wanted to see the young man's sword.
I wonder if the sword that was filled with Li Xiuyuan's anger would also cut down the majesty of the eldest elder of the Chen family.
Over the years, he and the city lord have suffered a lot from the Chen family. Unexpectedly, today, leaning against the city gate, he was asked to make the man sitting in the city lord's mansion feel happy.
Situ Tianxing didn't want to wait any longer, so he said quietly: "Draw out the sword!"
The eldest elder of the Dong family shouted: "Here comes the sword!"
Zhuge Ying looked up to the sky and shouted: "Give my brother his life!"
The young master of the Chen family clenched his fists and shouted: "Elder, kill the blind man!"
The corner of the fortune teller's mouth moved, and he murmured to himself: "As promised, what about human beings who are originally good by nature?"
With the spirit sword in hand, Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said quietly: "He is eight years old and is no longer a blank piece of paper."
The divine fortune teller was speechless upon hearing this. A flower born in the mud would inevitably be stained with dust. At this moment, he was introspecting the past of his life.
Amid the whining sound, the wind started blowing outside Loulan City.
As the thunder rumbled and dark clouds pressed down on the city, it was about to rain, and the strong wind carried the yellow flowers all over the sky and swept them towards the group of people on the official road.
The leaves fluttering in the air, accompanied by the billowing dust, hit Li Xiuyuan!
A watery sword intent condensed on the silver sword, intending to use the rolling wind and thunder to slash at the two people in front of them.
The wind and thunder rolling in the sky shocked the master at the city gate, and also shocked Situ Tianxing in the city lord's mansion.
Even in the midsummer of previous years, although there were heavy rains, they did not have such a terrifying momentum. This was not because the heavy rain was coming, but because the peerless monks were going to survive the tribulation in Loulan!
He would never have imagined what kind of sword energy the blind boy was about to strike with his sword, and what kind of despairing destruction it would cause.
Including the eight guards of the Chen family who were holding spiritual swords, they all thought that a heavy rain was coming, and the elder should make a decisive decision and kill the blind young man.
Only the divine fortune teller was desperately counting on his fingers at this moment.
Finally, he realized the terror of the sword that was about to strike. He held a jar of wine tightly in his left hand and remained silent.
The young man has not yet drawn his sword, but he has gathered the most perfect energy and spirit. With ten years of forbearance, he has contained the purest and most terrifying power in the world.
He couldn't describe that power, it was a power he couldn't possess.
At this time, Situ Tianxing in the city lord's mansion had already walked out of the living room and stood under the eaves, holding his hands on the railing and looking out of the city.
Feeling the fierce sword intent that was about to pierce the void of heaven and earth, I thought if I were the elder of the Chen family, would I be able to take such a sword?
Even if he is the master of the Chen family, can he block such a fierce sword intent?
Then he smiled faintly, thinking that he would definitely not be able to take it and could only retreat quickly... Suddenly, he had another idea, the ignorant are fearless.
Just like those guys back then, everyone thought that the boy was just a pig to be slaughtered, but in the end, the pig devoured the tiger that wanted to eat him.
After ten years of sharpening his sword, Li Xiuyuan killed the elders of the Chen family on the high platform in front of the city lord's palace ten years ago!
Is it possible that the young man who returned from the heavens is not as good as he was ten years ago?
If the master of the Chen family were here, he would never want to fight with the young man in front of him. When he saw the aura of the world, he would turn around and leave.
However, the eldest elder of the Chen family would not, because he only had anger in his eyes.
He couldn't see the sword in the young man's hand. In his eyes, he was in charge of the Chen family's divine fire, and the sword he forged was the best.
The sky full of wind and thunder came towards me, and the elder of the Chen family, who could not see the sword intent in the sky, closed his eyes.
When he closed his eyes, he couldn't see and didn't need to look. He only had the spiritual sword in his hand in his mind.
In the eyes of Sanhu Zhugeying, he also couldn't see the thunder and wind in the sky, nor could he see the young man's sword. He could only roar like crazy.
Patting his chest and shouting: "Come on, let me see your sword!"
The sky is filled with flying flowers and fallen leaves filled with wind and sand. This is the anger of God, angry at the ignorance of the world and the arrogance of young people!
Li Xiuyuan nodded, gathered the power of Buddhist nirvana, and said quietly: "As you wish!"
After thinking for a while, he said to the elder Chen family and Zhuge Ying again: "I will only use one sword!"
The master at the city gate murmured and repeated: "I seem to have seen that sword!"
Situ Tianxing sighed, looked at the sky and sighed: "What a spiritual sword!"
The fortune teller silently watched the scene that was about to happen before him and said, "Here comes the sword!"
The young master of the Chen family suddenly shouted: "That blind man is crazy. He pinched a fire stick and thought it was a treasure!"
Feel the power of heaven and earth brought by the wind and thunder in the sky, feel the fallen leaves and flying flowers in the long wind and sand, and even feel the heavy rain brewing in the heavy dark clouds.
Li Xiuyuan held the silver spiritual sword in his hand and drew a circle in the void in front of him.
In the eyes of the fortune teller, it was as if the young man holding the sword stirred up the wind and thunder in the sky outside Loulan City in an instant, stirring up the heavy black clouds in an instant.
Under the stirring in front of his eyes, a black sword energy gradually appeared, followed by a white turbulence.
Two different breaths flowed slowly in front of the young man, and some of them looked like... yes, very much like the big water tank in the yard of the fortune teller's home in Baixue City.
It was originally the big water tank of the old man Sanhao. There were several fish in it. When the fish swim in the water, they will draw such ripples.
The young man in front of him, in front of the divine fortune teller, used a silver sword to draw such a circle in the void.
It's like drawing two completely different whirlpools in the void.
Under the eaves of the City Lord's Mansion, Situ Tianxing was shocked when he saw such a scene, because the two slowly flowing whirlpools rolled up dust all over the sky, as well as flying flowers and fallen leaves.
There is no wind without waves, and the strong winds in front of us are the prelude to the coming heavy rain.
Stunned, Situ Tianxing grabbed the railing in front of him with both hands and said: "Who can defeat the sword that cuts through the world with the will of heaven and earth?"
"The sword that takes the will of heaven and earth and cuts down the world is a good sword!"
The master at the city gate looked at the scene a hundred feet away in a daze. At this moment, he could no longer tell which was the young man in black and which was the spinning black vortex.
The wind on the official road became stronger because it was about to rain.
The majestic spiritual energy in the great elder's body rushed along the hilt and rushed towards the sword body crazily. No matter how fierce the wind and thunder in the sky were, it could not shake his body like gold and stone.
Zhuge Ying screamed strangely: "You are not the wind and thunder in the sky, what are you doing?"
A sword cry!
The answer to everyone was a crisp sword cry, which instantly pierced the heaven and earth, pierced the void, and pierced the wind, cloud, thunder and lightning in the sky!
The guards of the Chen family who were watching the battle, and even the young man of the Chen family who had returned to the carriage, could not see what was about to happen. The scene in their eyes was a whirlpool that was getting faster and faster.
In their opinion, how could a whirlpool like this, which rolled up flying flowers and fallen leaves, defeat the great elder's sword?
Zhuge Ying was also yelling: "Crazy, do you think this is child's play?"
The divine operator sitting on the carriage clearly felt that a majestic breath of heaven and earth condensed in these two different spiritual energy vortices, and flying flowers fell and danced up and down in the vortex.
Next, there will be a thunderous sword, or a sword of destruction!
Situ Tianxing, who was holding on to the railing, tensed his body and stared intently at the black cloud that was about to fall in the sky, a black cloud that was like a divine sword.
The master at the city gate suddenly raised his head and held the spiritual sword in his hand tightly.
Li Xiuyuan, who couldn't remember how long it had been since he had condensed such a sword intention, had a faint smile on his lips.
He looked up to the sky and said, "Thank you!"
This is no longer just the reincarnation sword technique, or it has surpassed the previous reincarnation sword technique.
The two whirlpools spinning in the air condensed the most incredible power of yin and yang in the world, and condensed the wind, clouds, thunder, lightning, and rolling yellow sand that God gave him outside Loulan City.
The strong wind roared, causing the Chen family guards on horseback to sway, like candles left in the wind, which would be blown out by the strong wind in the next moment.
At this moment, the eldest elder of the Chen family was suddenly shocked.
He just opened the bow without a turning arrow, he couldn't retreat, he couldn't take back the sword in his hand, he wanted to see how each of the blind men could strike out with a sword of destruction.
He is the eldest elder of the Chen family, how can he retreat!
With the help of the eldest elder of the Chen family, how can I retreat as one of the Ten Tigers of the Snowy Land!
Why don't you retreat in the face of a young man who looks like a murderous god?
This guy defeated the peerless elder of the Wang family ten years ago, how dare you take his sword!
All this is coming to an end. Come back and drink tea. I want to listen to stories!
These are different people in front of them, with different thoughts at the moment, but everyone's thoughts are no longer important in an instant.
Because the young man has already drawn his sword!
