"You want to cut off this poor Taoist's path to immortality. I won't tolerate you, Xuanyin, slay the devil."
Zuo Ci walked out step by step, as if he had not noticed the fearful expressions of the civil servants and generals in the palace, and had no respect for the Emperor Han Xian.
If we say that Cao Cao regarded Emperor Xian Liu Xie as a tablet and a flag standing on it.
Then, Zuo Ci's attitude was that he really regarded the emperor as his grandson. Sometimes he would pay attention to him, and sometimes he wouldn't care at all.
He took seven steps with his feet, and as the sound fell, the wind immediately surged, black smoke billowed, and the chill grew.
Two feet away in front of Zhang Kun, in the empty void, a ferocious giant with a green face and fangs, four heads and eight arms suddenly appeared.
The huge monster was three to four meters tall. Its eight arms either had their fingers spread out, or they held their palms like hammers. They were whining and roaring in the cold and fierce wind.
Before the fist wind and claw wind fell, the solid and thick palace door was already torn and shattered like a piece of paper, crushing everything Zhang Kun and his men were standing on.
There were screams all around.
Liu Xie was so frightened that he took a few steps back and sat down on the dragon chair, trembling.
After all, he was still young. He had been locked away in the palace since he was a child. Occasionally he came out to see the world, but he always fought with others or was intimidated and bullied. He had never seen any real bloody killings.
The biggest blow to him was probably when Dong Cheng was beheaded and Dong Guiren, who was pregnant with his child, was also drugged to death with a glass of poisonous wine.
This was originally an extremely sad and painful thing in life, but Liu Xie was used to it.
He just lamented that his plans were poor, his beliefs were unreasonable, and he never really accomplished anything.
As for the pain and fear, they are gone after the incident, just trying to act again. Of course, if you want to find a particularly powerful person next time, you must not expose yourself easily. If you don't move, you must kill Cao Cao.
As for Zuo Ci, Liu Xie didn't remember anything else. He only remembered that this was his teacher. He couldn't remember clearly what the professor was, but he felt a little wary every time he saw him. It seems that my whole body feels uncomfortable.
If you see it, you will remember it; if you don’t see it, you will forget it.
He vaguely knew that this man had powerful supernatural powers, could control ghosts and gods, could come and go without leaving a trace, and was the protector of the royal family.
But he had no idea that this was what controlling ghosts and gods meant.
When the extremely terrifying green-and-black monster with green face and fangs appeared, Liu Xie was almost scared to death.
All of a sudden, all kinds of strange stories and rumors came to mind one by one, and my teeth couldn't help but chatter.
Not only Liu Xie, but also the old ministers such as Uncle Fu Wan, Taichang Yangbiao and others standing next to Liu Xie could not help but have their legs trembling slightly, not to mention those civil servants and military generals who had not yet cultivated their minds. If it had not been for someone at the door. If they were blocked, they would have fled quickly, not caring whether they would meet in court or not.
"That's it?"
Zhang Kun watched coldly as the eight arms of this huge blue-black ghost swung down. He just tilted his head slightly to avoid the claws piercing his eyes...
The fist and claws fell, hitting the golden bell around him. The golden bell was dented, and the runes flowed, emitting a bright golden and red stream of light, with sparks flying everywhere.
The Thirteen Taibao practiced the Golden Bell Shield to the point where they had a golden body and jade bones, and they had already integrated it into the Liuhe Bagua Golden Body Skill. However, the power of this skill has not weakened at all, and has become more difficult to break.
This green and black ghost attack looked very ferocious and difficult to defend against, but in terms of real attack power, it was only on par with Lu Bu.
If Lu Bu were present, with the Overlord Halberd technique of killing immortals and demons, he could also fight to the death with the monster in front of him... Zhang Kun could see through the energy movement of the monster opposite him, estimated the energy intensity, stood motionless, and carried it on. one move.
His figure only swayed slightly, his armor rustled, and he chuckled: "If Zuo Xianchang has no other abilities, then I can only say that it is not as good as being famous in person. Zuo Xianchang, you are too arrogant."
Zhang Kun dragged the three-pointed two-edged sword backwards, with a smile in his eyes: "I don't know where Master Zuo got the confidence to dare to threaten me?"
On his way forward, the ferocious ghost wanted to attack again, but was dashed by Zhang Kun's silver-red flames and dispersed directly, turning into countless screaming ghosts, circling around Zhang Kun, but it did not dare to attack again. Pounce down.
The true blood flames are the most yang and the most strong. They are inherently restrained against this cold energy.
The qi and blood in Zhang Kun's body are so powerful. After turning into Dan Yuan Zhenqi, he has the power to kill gods and ghosts.
Zuo Ci was just gathering the cold auras that were several miles away, and this was where the palace was, so the gloomy auras were already retreating. At this time, the technique of controlling ghosts and channeling spirits did not have the same effect.
It doesn't even have the effect of blocking or disturbing the enemy.
Behind him, Zhao Yun followed closely with a gun, without saying a word, with energy flowing in his body, already ready to attack.
He couldn't understand how the two sides were fighting, how the ghost appeared, and what kind of attack power it had.
Therefore, I am not in a hurry to take action, I just protect myself carefully...
His eyes were firm, and his hand holding the gun was as steady as a rock. From this, it can be seen that Zhao Zilong is worthy of his courage. After seeing a scene that surpassed common sense, his heart remained motionless.
Xun Wenruo, Guo Fengxiao, Zhang Zhao and other civil servants stood far away in front of the jade steps in front of the palace, with worried eyes, but did not enter the palace... This was what Zhang Kun had told them beforehand to prevent Zuo Ci from killing them. Don't get too close.
After all, these civil servants were basically incapable of defending themselves and their lives. If they were affected by the aftermath of the fight between the two sides, it would be too late to regret it.
"So courageous. He is worthy of being the most promising king of Wu to rule the world. Within one year, he took over half of the south of the Yangtze River and fought in battle formations. He was undefeated. He was many times stronger than Lu Bu, the best general in the world at that time. What a pity, what a pity.”
Zuo Zi shook his head and looked at Zhang Kun with regret. He stood in the palace and slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, as if he didn't care at all whether Zhang Kun would make a sudden move.
Zhang Kun indeed did not take action.
He knew that taking action at this time would be of no use.
The secret information clearly stated that Zuo Ci was good at the art of transformation, repairing the Heavenly Book of Dunjia, and his ability to defend himself and protect his life was unique and unparalleled in the world.
Either he doesn't take action, or he must strike with a fatal blow. Without seeing clearly how the opponent's spell works, Zhang Kun is really not sure that he can kill his opponent with one move.
If he rashly reveals his trump card and Zuo Ci feels something is wrong and walks away, that would be really difficult to handle.
Of course, he didn't rush to take action because Zhang Kun Jiuxuan had already noticed that the broad sword held in Zuo Ci's arms was somewhat unusual.
Just touching it with my heart's eye makes me feel like my whole body is melting.
It seemed that there was a ball of blazing flames, like a blazing sun rising in the east, with a faint power of heaven and earth.
"This is the Red Sky Sword?"
Zhang Kun asked uncertainly.
In the impression, in the legend, there is such a sword that is so famous that it has become a household name.
The great ancestor Liu Bang killed the White Snake in the uprising, which was the first appearance of this sword.
Later, every time the throne changed, this sword would be used as a national artifact and carried by the emperor.
In the hearts of the descendants of the Liu family, this sword is actually more important than the jade seal passed down to the country.
However, later on, Emperor Ling loved money and did not practice martial arts. He disliked the sword being a hindrance, so he put it away in a high cabinet, and the sword was never seen again.
From then on, until Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty was moved to Xudu, no news about this sword was heard.
Now, at the last moment, Chixiao Sword should not remain silent no matter what.
It stands to reason that after four hundred years of worship, this sword has psychic powers, and it will come out to protect its master no matter what. But in the end, it didn't...
Zhang Kun originally thought that perhaps because he had not worshiped for a long time and the country collapsed, the Chixiao Sword had lost its spirituality and turned into scrap metal. However, he did not expect that this thing was not missing, but fell into Zuo Ci's hands.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, felt quietly, and suddenly understood.
"So that's it. The reason why the Taoist Master protected Han Emperor Liu Xie from losing his throne but ignored the rest, he just wanted the afterglow of the Han Dynasty to be immortal and to use the sword to cultivate his fortune. No wonder..."
"That's right, if you respect the emperor and become a minister voluntarily, poor Taoism will not stop you. However, the Han Dynasty cannot be destroyed, and the Qi cannot be eliminated."
Zuo Ci drew the sword out of its sheath little by little. The mountain and river patterns on the scabbard seemed to come to life, and the blade of the sword became brighter and brighter. The golden and red light shone, illuminating every detail of the palace, making people afraid to look at it.
An extremely strong pressure came from the sword.
Let people naturally have the thought of surrender coming from deep within their hearts.
thump……
Zhang Kun was slightly stunned.
He found that Zhao Zilong, who was standing half a step behind him, was already kneeling on the ground with a plop.
This courageous guy had beads of sweat the size of soybeans pouring out from his forehead. His eyes were full of unwillingness and unyielding. However, he was suppressed by the blazing Yang Qi and Jiangshan Qi. He could not control his body shape at all, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. Standing against a huge mountain, I couldn't even straighten my waist.
Not only Zhao Yun, but also Xun Wenruo, Guo Fengxiao, Zhang Zhao and others in front of the jade steps outside the palace behind him all knelt down involuntarily.
In fact, dozens of civil servants and generals in the palace, old or young, powerful or not, all lay down on the floor, including Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie.
He bowed his head and knelt down, unable to stand up.
"You didn't kneel down?"
Zuo Ci's eyes were filled with wonder.
'Sure enough, you are born without a father or a king. You have no respect for the emperor and no fear of the mountains, rivers and earth. However, can you withstand the suppression of your personality and the power of this sword? '
A hint of cynicism flashed in Zuo Ci's eyes, as if he had a chance to win, his expression was slightly indifferent, and he drew his sword.
Rumble.
The roof of the hall broke open, and a ray of skylight fell. Everyone present seemed to feel in their hearts that the sun was roaring and falling, crushing the figure in golden armor and red robes standing in the hall to pieces and turning it into flying ash.
"Another hallucination?"
In Zhang Kun's sight, this was not the case.
What he saw was Zuo Ci stabbing straight with his sword. The sword was bright, carrying the mighty vitality of heaven and earth, turning into a torrent of violent waves, as if it wanted to destroy everything and pierce everything.
He felt that this world seemed to be incompatible with him. There was a kind of rejection in the depths of his soul. At the same time, there was a kind of sharpness. From the soul to the body, everything was about to be split into two, shaking and collapsing.
This is, from a spiritual aspect, from a very subtle level, a fundamental denial of one's qualifications as a human being to stand between heaven and earth.
It is countless times more powerful than directly killing the physical body.
It's like erasing it directly.
No wonder he can kill the white snake and gather the fortune of the country.
What is cut is not the flesh and blood, but the opponent's Qi.
Zuo Ci uses this sword to practice, and also uses this national luck to improve his practice. As he said, it is related to his own path to immortality, and no one can do it.
As for why he no longer protected Emperor Xian Liu Xie later.
We can only guess that this person has completed his merits and left, and no longer cares about whether the Han Dynasty and the world will perish or not.
However, at this moment, Zuo Ci will never pull away. It is related to whether his practice can progress and whether he can live forever. This is simply a murderous revenge. No matter what, it is impossible to compromise. Either you will die, or you will die. That's what I live for.
The great thing about this sword is that if you don't understand the secret of the sword light, no matter how powerful or fast it is, you can't do anything against the sword light.
It can block physical killing attacks, but it cannot block spiritual void attacks.
Even if you can train your spirit to be extremely strong and invulnerable to any damage, you still have to guard against exhaustion of luck and being cut off by the opponent. You can just drink cold water with your teeth stuck in it, or walk and fall to death.
This is the insidiousness of erasing the trajectory of life in the world.
Suppressing the majestic force, directly cutting people into nothingness, although it will consume a little energy, but in terms of power, there is absolutely no choice.
Zhang Kun knew that he couldn't dodge at this time, so he could only bear it.
The opponent's sword used the remaining energy of the big man. As long as he was on this land, his soul would be marked, no matter where he hid.
If you can't stop it, you will die.
However, there was no need for him to hide.
Spending a huge amount of dragon energy points to improve the subtlety of the sword, the liver supernatural power, the nine mysterious eyes, and the seven emotions and mind skills, isn't it just to guard against the opponent's mysterious methods?
This is the truth of being prepared and prepared.
"Cut off the yin and yang."
He saw the sword light piercing his eyebrows.
Zhang Kun finally moved, with a loud shout, the three-pointed two-edged sword set off a strong wind, and slashed through with silver flames.
The starting point of the sword is like falling from a mountain, and it turns into a light feather in the middle of the cut. It is extremely light and agile, drawing a beautiful arc.
The sword light that was as blazing as the sun suddenly turned half black and half pure white under the provocation of the sword light, and scattered into countless tiny points of light.
Clang…
A deafening roar of gold and iron shook everyone's hearts.
The Red Sky Sword couldn't withstand the huge force, and the white light dissipated, flying backwards, piercing the beams and pillars until it reached the hilt.
Zuo Ci's face was full of shock, and he flew up upside down, vomiting blood crazily from his mouth, and it turned into smoke before he hit the ground.
Only one arm was left on the spot, and it turned into rotten wood and vine branches, making a clanging sound when it fell to the ground.
"If you only cultivate your nature and don't cultivate your life, it will be difficult for the ghost spirit to become a saint for thousands of eons."
Zhang Kun laughed loudly, shook his long knife, and the knife roared again.
"Zuo Ci, you have great Taoism and great swordsmanship. Unfortunately, your physical body has never been practiced, so it is considered ordinary. As long as you can see through the method of how your power operates and break through the yin and yang and the five elements, your power will be unbearable. It’s a great hit.”
Ruwei made a great move with his sword, directly cutting away the sword light. The remaining strength was not lost, and he even cut off Zuo Ci's arm. Zhang Kun was determined.
Although the opponent used Li Daitao's method to escape the critical situation of killing his life with a knife, it is certain that his vitality will be severely damaged.
"You think you're going to win?"
Zuo Ci appeared again, and in an instant, all the civil and military officials in the palace transformed into his appearance, with the same Gebu cotton shirt, the same immortal spirit, and a sneer at the corners of their mouths.
Even Emperor Xian Liu Xie also changed into his appearance.
"Wither's little tricks, watching with eyes, there is nothing to hide..."
Zhang Kun's eyes suddenly burst into colorful light, and the situation in the palace was no longer the same as before.
With a flash of his sword, his figure turned into light smoke and passed by.
The beams and pillars in the hall were cut off, and a long gap was cut into the golden outer wall. The silver-red flames swept across, leaving nothing behind.
Emperor Xian Liu Xie screamed and felt a chill on his neck, and a dead peach tree branch fell beside him.
I caught a glimpse of a shadow from the corner of my eye, and with a slurping sound it burrowed under the ground.
He knew in his heart that this was Zuo Ci's spiritual power attached to him, which had been cut off at this time.
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"Is he...is he he dead?"
Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty was so shocked that this kind of sword fighting posture was completely beyond his imagination. He felt that people were like swordsmen and others like fish and meat, and that they had no control over their lives.
"He is not dead. He has cultivated the Heavenly Book of Dunjia. His escape technique is very powerful. Although he can only escape ten feet at a time, it is difficult to kill him while hiding in the ground."
"So, what about that?"
Liu Xie's mood was very complicated. There was such a demon around him who could squeeze him into the palm of his hand. This threat was greater than the pressure Cao Cao put on him.
Now he finally understands.
The other party was actually guarding him for the sake of the country's luck and for the Red Sky Sword to help him practice, and he didn't really care about his own life.
Even if there were another Han emperor, as long as he was named Han emperor, it would have no impact on the Taoist priest.
The other party can control ghosts and gods, can change in many ways, and can escape without a shadow. It is like a sharp knife pointed at the head, which cannot be seen or blocked. Whether you live or die is actually only a matter of the other party's thoughts.
Under such great horror, he even felt that the King of Wu in front of him was no longer so terrifying.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Zuo Ci is seriously injured and wants to escape from the palace. However, the art of transformation cannot escape my eyes and soul. If you can't escape from the palace, I only ask, are you willing to surrender to me?"
Zhang Kun changed his tone and suddenly asked an irrelevant question.
He reached out and threw the three-pointed, two-edged knife to the ground, abandoning it.
A huge crack has appeared on the blade of this knife, almost breaking into two pieces.
This was the damage caused by the previous clash of swords.
Although he had a huge advantage in terms of strength and sword skills, the long sword itself was just a mortal object, and its essence was countless times inferior to that of the Xiaoxiao Sword.
He heard that this sword was made of a meteorite from the sky, mixed with strange metals, so that it could fight for countless years without any damage. Although he used a sword, he still coveted a good sword.
Another reason was that he felt that it was a bit difficult to kill Zuo Ci with ordinary soldiers.
Even though he had been slashed twice, he couldn't kill his core. After the opponent recovered from his injuries, he would come to visit him again. He was not afraid, but the civil servants and generals under his command were not enough to kill him.
Now that the two sides have completely become enemies of life and death, there is no way they can hold back.
At this time, he had no choice but to force Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty Liu Xie, just because of the huge luck and powerful lethality of this Red Sky Sword.
Liu Xie looked around helplessly, his eyes slightly blank.
I saw all the civil servants and generals around shook their heads and sighed. Even Fu Wan and Yang Biao had bitter expressions on their faces and did not say a word.
He was finally disappointed.
Looking at Xun Yu who walked in from the entrance of the palace, he asked with a sad expression: "Wen Ruo, do you also think that I want to take the Zen position?"
On weekdays, he was suppressed and bullied by Cao Cao, and even his wife and son were not saved. He could live a less difficult life. He understood that this was Xun Yu's credit.
If Xun Wenruo, a loyal person who was very important around Cao Cao, had not quietly protected him, his life would have been ten times more difficult.
Seeing Xun Yu at this time was like seeing a life-saving straw.
"Your Majesty, the current situation is like this, let's just obey God's orders. The world cannot continue to be in such chaos."
Xun You's eyes were painful, he took a long breath and said suddenly.
"You think so too? Chen Yuanzhen, after abdication, will you give me a glass of poisonous wine or a foot of white silk?" Liu Xie's voice trembled slightly.
At this point, he still couldn't help but be a little scared.
"No, I will grant you a throne called..."
"King Anle." Xun You interjected from the side.
"Okay, then King Anle, hahaha... That's fine." Liu Xie smiled, tears streaming down his face.
As soon as these words were spoken, the Chixiao Sword in Zhang Kun's hand let out a faint cry, and countless fortunes suddenly scattered in all directions.
The sword struggled and danced, and gradually turned into a three-pointed, two-edged long sword following Zhang Kun's thoughts, weighing 365 kilograms.
It feels light and heavy in your hand and is extremely comfortable.
From the southeast, at the boundary of Xuzhou, Yuzhou and Yangzhou, a stream of mist rises, the light on the knife disperses and gathers again, the momentum becomes powerful again, three points stronger than before.
"A good knife has indeed given birth to spirituality."
"Zuo Ci, your death has come."
Zhang Kun's eyes were like the rising sun, he looked straight to the ground, quietly activated the Seven Emotions Confusion Technique, and became furious.
"If you dare, Zhuzi, to seize my divine weapon, I swear that I will not be at odds with you."
Zuo Ci was hiding deep underground to heal his wounds. For some reason, he couldn't control the bad energy in his heart.
The evil fire sprang up, burning his eyes red, and he escaped from the soil in a flash. He was behind Zhang Kun, his fingers gleaming with cold light, and he grabbed and dropped it.
The light of the sword sounded like a dragon's roar.
Zuo Ci's figure suddenly paused, and his eyes returned to clarity.
"What a powerful move with the five internal organs, and the anger that captivates the mind. Yu Ji, you are Hu Tu."
As soon as the sound came out, his body split into two parts. This time, under the suppression of the blazing sword flames, all magical powers could not be used. His body directly turned into fly ash, scattered in the hall, and was never seen again when he landed.
"This sword is called Yanyang. It establishes the dynasty and serves as the great official. After three days, it will be sacrificed to heaven and surrendered."
Zhang Kun said coldly.
"Long live my emperor."
All the civil and military officials in the hall bowed down.
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Asking for a monthly ticket.
