The nameless person looks like a crazy demon, with his white hair flying around.
The red sword energy condensed into a three- to four-foot-long sword-shaped shadow, and it slashed at Zhou Yi's protective aura.
"The Governor!"
"Hurry and help!"
"How dare you, old thief..."
One after another, the voices were anxious and frightened. Now Zhou Yi is not alone. He is responsible for the future and lives of countless people.
I would rather die myself than let Duke Du die!
However, Wuming was too close and his sword energy was too fast, so there was no time to stop him.
boom!
A loud and ear-piercing sound was heard, and the protective air shield shattered in response.
The sword energy slashed towards Zhou Yi's neck, and hatred surged in Wuming's eyes, as if the two had an sworn hatred.
"It's time for our family to show some real skills!"
Zhou Yi's expression remained unchanged, and the mighty true energy surged out from his dantian, overlapping and condensing into nine layers of body-protecting energy shields.
Ninefold True Gang!
There is a martial arts secret book in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which uses the majestic true energy to turn into a protective true agang, which can protect against poisonous powder from swords, guns, swords, halberds and concealed weapons. After completing the Book of Changes, relying on his own majestic Qi, he can innovate and increase his defense by nine times.
Boom boom boom...
Five loud noises were heard, and the sword energy was exhausted.
The hatred in Wuming's eyes turned into astonishment, and a little disbelief that there was someone in the world who could block the Love-Destroying Sword Art. Even the two people in the palace couldn't block it forcefully.
"Jiejiejie..."
Zhou Yi let out a few triumphant laughs, and his figure suddenly expanded, turning into a two-foot-long golden giant.
"The Sword God is a senior in the martial arts world. He gave up three swords. Now it's our turn to take action!"
The dustpan-sized palm whipped up a roaring wind, and without using any subtle moves, it directly fanned the nameless head.
Wuming used his body-protecting energy to resist, but felt a terrifying force that pushed him away. Before he could land in the air, he saw Zhou Yi jump up and attack with two fists.
"A good man is indestructible!"
With a sigh of admiration, the long sword bloomed with brilliance, and lifted up by a few feet under Wuming's body.
Zhou Yi's fists were empty and fell to the ground. He looked up and saw Wuming continuously using the force of the long sword to fly dozens of feet into the air and already left the range of the military formation.
"What a heavenly swordsmanship!"
Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with heat. If he could master this sword technique, based on the majestic true energy, he might be able to fly hundreds of feet away.
The world is full of possibilities!
The nameless aura slowly fell, his eyes were red, and he slung the sword across his waist.
"The mysteries of Duke Du's martial arts are no less than innate, and I consider myself to be unmatched. However, for the sake of the safety of my fellow warriors, I can only sacrifice my face and use sneak attacks to slay demons!"
"The Sword God is indeed a master of righteousness. He first turned our family into monsters."
Zhou Yi snorted coldly: "Our family is raising military pay for His Majesty. We have just begun to expand the territory in the northwest. We are also supervising and measuring the acres of land in order to reduce taxes for the people of Li."
"This kind of thing can't be compared to a thousand or ten thousand righteous ways. You are just claiming to be righteous, but in fact you are just using your name to exclude dissidents!"
Wuming was silent for a long time, then sighed: "I'll leave it to future generations to tell whether it's good or bad!"
A smile flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. I don't know how long our family can live, let alone hundreds of thousands of years. No matter what future generations say, we will definitely revise it.
History books are written by those who live long!
Later people use history books to judge their predecessors. It is not Zhou Yi who has the final say as to who is right or wrong.
"Sword God, I have a question and I want to ask you for advice."
Zhou Yi asked: "In order to break through the innate annihilation of the nine tribes, you must have already lost your passion and sex. How could you go against the imperial court for the mere favor of Tianjian Sect's guidance?"
"It's just for practice."
There was sadness in Wuming's eyes, he turned and left, and his voice floated in the wind.
"I will assassinate you at any time, and the Governor needs to maintain at least five levels of Gang Qi at all times to avoid..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard an order coming from behind.
"Fire the arrow!"
The sound of bow strings vibrating was continuous, and dense arrows shot out, covering Wuming from all directions.
"Shameless!"
Wuming drew out his long sword, continuously slashed with sword energy, and swept away all the arrows.
"Our family is both a demon and a castrated dog. We have received a lot of infamy. If we were not shameless, we would have received the infamy in vain."
Zhou Yi waved his hand: "Thank you Guerrilla for containing the Sword God, and the Supervision Department will join forces to surround and kill!"
Give an order.
The masters of the Supervision Department used Qinggong one after another, braved the rain of arrows to surround the Sword God, and used poison needles, poison darts and other hidden weapons one after another. They did not want to hurt Wuming, but just wanted to keep him where he was.
"I have been involved in the Jianghu for decades and have experienced nine deaths. How can I take it lightly?"
The nameless zhenqi circulated as fast as lightning. The zhenqi shield ignored the arrows of hidden weapons, and the long sword easily penetrated the chests of the two Dongchang fans.
The people surrounding him just realized what they were doing and quickly used Qing Kung Fu to retreat. However, they couldn't be faster than Wu Ming, and two more people died in the blink of an eye.
"The sword god is so murderous!"
With the blessing of Zhou Yi's terrifying power, he jumped up with astonishing speed without any light skills, and landed in front of Wuming.
Eight-armed divine fist!
A second-rate palm technique in the world. After being used, eight palms are shot out almost simultaneously, as if eight arms are fighting against the person. When used in the indestructible state of the Vajra, each palm was so powerful that it sent the sword god flying backwards.
Wuming took advantage of the situation to break through to the west, killing four fans in a row, and met Zhou Yi head-on.
"Sword God, everyone who cares about our family will die, and you are no exception!"
"The Governor cannot keep me!"
Wuming only tested it twice before he knew Zhouyi's plan. He relied on hundreds of Dongchang Fanzi to consume his true energy. When the energy was exhausted, it was difficult to use Qinggong.
Throwing up the long sword with a wave of his hand, he jumped into the air and stepped on the sword while performing the Heavenly Sword Technique.
He leaped forward with the force of his footsteps, and the long sword was pulled by the true energy, and appeared exactly where it landed.
"Fire the arrow!"
Xie Guobi gave the order, and the archers fired three rounds in succession in the direction of Wuming's escape, covering an area of tens of feet.
Dongchang Fanzi was naturally within the range of the arrows. While resisting the arrows, he also closed in on Wuming. Several of the fans with ordinary martial arts were injured by the arrows.
Wuming was floating in the air, and almost all his energy was used to perform the Heavenly Sword Technique. Seeing the arrows coming over him, he sighed helplessly and fell to the ground, using his sword technique to sweep away the arrows.
at the same time.
Xie Guoji ordered the infantry to advance and set up a military formation hundreds of feet away from the sword god.
If the archers couldn't shoot Wuming down and let him leap hundreds of feet away, no matter which direction he broke through, there would be thousands of soldiers fighting with him.
There were more than 300 cavalry on the outside to support them. They charged in groups, and the sword god had to retreat.
"The ancestors used an army formation of a thousand men, and cooperated with the generals in the army, to fight and kill the innate master of the previous dynasty. The descendants are not talented, and they blocked it with four times the number, and they are not in vain for the name of Pingjin Marquis!"
Xie Guoji used what he had learned throughout his life and tried his best to adjust the military formation, trapping Wuming in the military formation.
The Heavenly Sword Technique consumes a lot of energy. Wuming used it more than ten times in a row. During this period, he continued to fight Zhou Yi. Seventy to eighty percent of the true energy in his body had been consumed.
As the status declines, it becomes more difficult to break out.
Hundreds of the more than three hundred Dongchang fans died, and the remaining ones were all masters. They fought Wuming from the neck down to the point where they were as slippery as ghosts.
Among the broken limbs and debris everywhere, Wuming held a long sword and looked around with sadness.
"Could it be that today is my death?"
"Sword God, don't worry, our family will definitely find a geomantic treasure for you, erect a monument to remember it, and spread this matter to the world!"
Zhou Yi hid among the fans in Dongchang. The closer the victory was, the more cautious he had to be.
It’s hard to say what Wuming’s desperate moves are, which can break through the Nine Layers of True Gang, break through the indestructible body of Vajra, break through the treasure-lined armor, and break through the secret technique of nourishing Qi...
It may really endanger your life, but you can't take risks with a dying person!
"Whoever can take off the head of the Sword God will be allowed to rule the house!"
There is only one life in the Book of Changes. If you have money and official position, you can kill Wuming with a hard blow.
When Dongchang Fanzi heard this, their eyes lit up with excitement. Seeing that Wuming no longer had any fear at all, he was just a walking gold ingot, and they wanted to pounce on him immediately.
The Supervision Department decentralizes the internal servants of each government, and their official position is called Supervisory Eunuch.
The power and influence are so great that they are even better than those of the local governor.
It was rumored that the supervisory eunuch of a wealthy state in the south of the Yangtze River had received a million silver taels in just half a year after taking office. The officials and gentry rushed to send him to his door, fearing that he would be included in the list of the supervisory department.
"kill!"
The gangsters were so murderous that they did not dodge or dodge, and they suddenly exchanged wounds with Wuming.
Wuming, who was already in decline, had seven or eight sword scars on his body after killing more than a dozen people. His linen clothes were dyed red with blood, some of Fanzi's blood and some of his own blood.
When Fanzi saw this, he became even more ruthless in his killing spree.
Wuming was tired of dealing with it, and he couldn't even use the Heavenly Swordsmanship with his remaining energy. Looking at Zhou Yi who was watching the excitement twenty feet away, he couldn't help but sigh up to the sky.
"I am not afraid of death, I wish I could be invincible in the world!"
As he spoke, Wuming's eyes changed, from gray and dim to red and shining.
"Draw out your sword and sacrifice your life!"
Seeing this situation, the besieging Fanzi didn't know how to fight with all their strength. They each used Qinggong to retreat. However, it was too late, and they saw hundreds of sword energy shooting out from Wuming's body.
Within a radius of ten feet, any amount of true energy, inner armor, and sword energy can easily break through.
There were screams, the lucky ones had their arms and legs broken, and the unlucky ones had their heads chopped off by the sword energy.
Until the sword energy dissipated, Dongchang Fanzi killed more than a hundred people in an instant, and many of the remaining ones were injured. Seeing that Wuming's breath was cut off, he still stood there and attacked without fear.
The fastest one was a majestic man with a full beard. The sword energy penetrated his lower abdomen, and a small part of his intestines leaked out.
Covering his stomach with one hand, he chopped off the nameless head with a knife.
The other fans' eyes flashed with ferocity, and they could hardly help but fight for it. When they heard a slight cough behind them, they immediately regained their consciousness and bowed to step aside to get out of the way.
The man knelt on the ground, holding his head up and letting his intestines flow out.
"The Governor killed the Sword God and became famous in the world. I humbly congratulate the Governor!"
"Jiejiejiejie..."
Zhou Yi took the Sword God's head and said with a satisfied smile: "Not bad, what's your name?"
The man replied respectfully: "I humble Zhou Guan."
Zhou Yi said: "My surname is Zhou. We were a family five hundred years ago. Our family keeps its word. In a few days, we will be appointed as supervisory eunuchs."
"Thank you, Lord Commander!"
Zhou Guan looked ecstatic. It was indeed worthwhile to spend the money to change his surname in the Yamen. The inheritance of the ancestors is not as important as the glory and wealth. From now on, all descendants must have the surname Zhou.
One day the governor changed someone, and then he changed his surname!
Zhou Yi said: "When you have time, go to the cleansing room to remove the roots of troubles and enter them in the list of on-duty guards."
"Do you still want to purify yourself?"
Zhou Guan was suddenly stunned. He was originally a murderer and a womanizer, but he had nothing to do when he became a eunuch.
"Supervisory eunuch, this official title is reserved for chamberlains. If you are not a chamberlain, you cannot take up the position."
Zhou Yi nodded and said: "If you don't want to purify yourself, our family can let you be promoted to the head of the Supervision Department. This is also the highest position after the internal servant. Anyone who wants to move up must go to the purification room! "
The backbone of Dongchang is the chamberlain, and it always will be in the future.
Zhou Yi didn't care that most of the servants were greedy for money. Controlling the East Factory was more important than any other problem.
"Humble...our family obeys your decree!"
Zhou Guan listened to the servants talk a lot on weekdays, and he had already learned in private that he would not even give up his ancestors for wealth and power, let alone the root of trouble. "You can accomplish great things."
Appreciation flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. There are few people in the world who are willing to give up their troubles. Those who can lead the sword from the palace are ruthless people.
While talking.
Wen Tongzhi searched the unknown corpse and found a brocade silk from the chest. It was not poisonous after being tested, so he did not dare to read the contents inside, so he bowed and presented it.
"Duke, please check it out for yourself."
Zhou Yi glanced left and right, and everyone immediately took a few steps back. They used Zhen Gang to protect their bodies and then opened the brocade silk.
The Extermination Sword Technique!
The four seal characters at the beginning made Zhou Yi look happy. This technique can forcibly break through the innate. Maybe the mind is a little abnormal when it is used, but it is also a peerless magical technique.
Continuing to recite backwards, it turns out that as Wuming said, the achievement of this achievement requires the annihilation of the nine tribes.
"The technique does not say to kill the nine tribes with your own hands. You only need to have no relatives in the world to reach the state of despair!"
Zhou Yi's strength was comparable to that of the Xiantian Grand Master, and he had borrowed many techniques from the Sutra Pavilion. His martial arts vision had reached its peak, and he soon understood the mystery of the Extermination Sword Technique.
The opening chapter of Sword Jue makes it clear that the innate realm is to refine the innate Qi into the body and transform the acquired Qi into the Xian Qi.
According to Eunuch Xu, the innate energy that can be clearly sensed is extremely rare, and the Daqing royal family only has the cold pool in the palace.
"Such rare things have trapped many acquired warriors in their realms, including the pure master who created the Extermination Sword Technique..."
It is recorded on the brocade and silk that he practiced pure and excellent health-preserving methods and practiced Taoism to generate true energy. He lived to the age of one hundred and forty-five and was still able to walk as fast as flying.
At this time, all the descendants of Qingjing were dead, even the disciples, disciples, great-grandsons in the Taoist temple were dead.
There are no relatives or friends in the world who are related to purity, so he lives alone in the mountains, with flowers and plants as his company, and tigers and leopards as neighbors. Although he is alive, he is no different from death.
When Qing Jing's longevity was about to expire, he knew secretly that his death was approaching.
As death approaches, not only does Qingjing's aura not weaken, but he becomes more sensitive to heaven and earth, and discovers various thin innate auras floating between heaven and earth.
Yang Qi, Yin Qi, death Qi, evil spirit...
Of all these, choosing one of them can break through the innate.
While he was overjoyed, he also sighed helplessly. His longevity had reached the limit of the human body, and even if he broke through the innateness, he would not be able to live for a few more days.
Before his death, Qingjing compiled the method of sensing innate energy into a book and named it the Sword Art of Forgetting Love.
When the nine clans, relatives and friends are all dead, and only heaven and earth are left to rely on in the world, people can sense a trace of thin innate energy and use it to break through the realm.
"The person who later obtained the Forgetting Sword Art was unable to kill the relatives and friends of the nine tribes, so he personally sent the nine tribes on their way."
"As the younger generation continues to understand and perfect the sword art, it gradually transforms into a technique that anyone can master, and it changes from forgetting one's feelings to one that is ruthless and extinguishing..."
