Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit - #144 - Chapter 144: The battle that disappointed Anle, the second prince was sucked dry

The night gradually became darker, and dusk clouds drifted in the sky, blocking out the stars.

Reeds and grass swayed slightly in the night wind.

But someone flew by lightly in the air, tapped his toes lightly on the reeds, and then rose into the air. He was wearing a Confucian shirt, but he looked very elegant and easy-going.

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King Jiangling has a handsome face. Although he is hundreds of years old, he cares about his image very much and makes himself look like a man in his twenties and thirties in his prime.

He put his hands on his back, stepped on the void with his feet, and rose into the sky step by step.

In the distance, a sword light swept over at extremely fast speed, like a meteor, suddenly illuminating the dark night.

Su Muzhe stepped on the sword and wore leather armor. The sword energy was constantly breathing between his brows. There was sadness in his eyes, but there was also a bit of nostalgia in the sadness.

She originally thought that Zhao Huangting would die before Yuanmeng Dadu in the north. On the eve of going north, she and Zhao Huangting visited Shu together, just like when they were young and traveled around the world with swords.

Those years were the time when the relationship between the two was established.

Although five hundred years have passed by in a hurry, Su Muzhe, who was originally a swordsman genius in Jianchi Palace, took on a great responsibility and became the palace master of Jianchi Palace.

However, in front of Zhao Huangting, she was still the innocent and romantic girl she was.

She once expressed that she would follow him north to collect his body, but Zhao Huangting refused. He said that he did not want to die in front of her, otherwise he would have regrets and he could not see her cry.

In addition, it is also because Su Muzhe’s current identity is very different from before. Emperor Yuan Meng coveted Jianchi Lake extremely much and has not yet freed up his hands to deal with Jianchi Palace. Once Su Muzhe goes north and gives him a chance, it is very likely that he will It may involve the Jianchi Palace.

Su Muzhe is now the palace lord of Jianchi Palace. He has too many things on his back, and he can no longer be as free and free as before.

Su Muzhe thought that saying goodbye in front of the mountain gate of Jianchi Palace that day might be a farewell forever.

But never thought that after Zhao Huangting’s hearty battle in the north, Anle would successfully return south from the north with Zhao Huangting!

Su Muzhe was overjoyed when he got the news. He immediately left Jianchi Palace with his sword and rushed to help.

When the farewell was over and she still had the chance to say goodbye to Zhao Huangting again, she was extremely happy in her heart.

Even the ink-like darkness of the night seemed to become too bright in her eyes.

Her demands were not high, she just wanted to spend the last days with him.

Suddenly, a figure in a Confucian shirt climbed up to the sky step by step. Under the night, he wore an elegant smile, but that elegant smile was extremely penetrating.

There is no emotion, just like a numb smile hanging from the skin.

The sword light stopped, and Su Muzhe stood on the sword, staring at King Jiangling who was blocking her way. Coldness and murderous intent gradually emerged in his eyes.

“roll!”

Su Muzhe said coldly.

The King of Jiangling looked like an elegant scholar, his scholar’s shirt fluttering in the wind, his face seemed to be shiny and very greasy.

He looked at Su Muzhe with soft eyes and chuckled: “Don’t go there for the time being. The second prince is having a battle with Anle for the top spot on the small holy list. Give me some face.”

“roll!”

Su Muzhe raised his hand and placed it between his eyebrows. Between his eyebrows, a palace made of sword energy appeared. The densely packed swords hanging in it were all swaying and colliding violently, making clanging sounds.

What Su Muzhe practiced was the sword-hiding method of Jianchi Palace, which was very different from the Red Dust Sword of the Sixth Mountain Lord. The Sixth Mountain Lord kept his sword in a red dust sword box, and each sword contained different The sword intention and sword energy.

One sword is like a person in the world of mortals, and three thousand swords are like three thousand people. The surging sword formation is like the rolling dust of the world of mortals, which is quite impressive.

Su Muzhe did not follow the path of cultivating sword spirit. The sword skill she practiced was said to be sword hiding, but more simply… it was sword swallowing.

Using the mind space of the Niwan Palace as the scabbard, swallowing the sword means actually stuffing the actual sword into the Niwan Palace. Swallowing one sword in three days, swallowing hundreds of swords in one year, all the swords swallowed in the past five hundred years… There are tens of thousands of weapons!

Fortunately, she is the palace master of Jianchi Palace, and there are many swordsmiths from Jianchi Palace behind her to suck blood. This can support her to swallow tens of thousands of swords in Niwan Palace.

Her approach is not to defeat all methods with one sword, but to suppress others with strength.

Ten thousand swords that communicated with each other were smashed down in one piece, which made the scalps of all practitioners of the Nine Realms go numb.

After all, each sword contains the mind and thoughts of a Nine Realm cultivator.

King Jiangling looked at Su Muzhe, who was about to raise his eyebrows and draw his sword at the slightest disagreement, and he couldn’t help but smile.

“I know you are worried about the old uncle, but don’t worry, the second prince’s goal is just happiness and will not hurt Zhao Huangting at all. I can guarantee this.”

King Jiangling smiled.

Su Muzhe did not stop moving, but swords whizzed out one after another, suspended beside her.

“The second prince Zhao Pei? He has the same temperament as the emperor of the Zhao family. He bullies the weak and fears the strong. An Lenan crossed the Canglang River and used his trump card to kill Tong Guan. There was a deathly look on his eyebrows. He came out to challenge at this time. In addition to taking advantage of others’ danger What else could it be? It’s really disgusting to talk about the competition for the top spot on the Little Saint List.”

Su Muzhe said coldly: “If you have the ability, you should wait for Anle to fully recover and fight openly. Zhao Pei obviously does not have the courage. He wants to use the Purple Qi Golden Lotus to absorb Anle’s invincible power, but it is just for the sake of calculation.” That’s all.”

King Jiangling was not surprised that Su Muzhe could see through this, because the second prince Zhao Pei did have this purpose.

“The second prince just wants to inherit the position of crown prince. If he can use the Purple Qi Golden Lotus to achieve peace and happiness and become invincible, his future cultivation will be smooth. A little mental flaw will not affect him. He will not be invincible. road.”

King Jiangling smiled.

“It was impossible to let you pass in the past. Let’s have a good exchange between you and me. Jiangling Mansion and Jianchi Palace are also old neighbors. It is indeed a pity that you and I have not had a confrontation in five hundred years.”

The words of King Jiangling made Su Muzhe extremely disgusted: “I am afraid that my sword will be disgusted if I fight with you. Don’t think that the people in the world don’t know about the dirty things you did in Jiangling Mansion. In fact, everyone knows it. It’s just that you are the prince of the Zhao family, and you are trying to get the imperial court to endorse you. Otherwise, because of your dirty deeds, a five-thousand-year-old demon from Kunpeng Mountain would have come out to take your head.”

King Jiangling still maintained his elegance, his face was shiny, and he chuckled: “Everyone is just seeking the Tao, and I am also seeking the Tao, so why not?”

“If Jianchi Palace really can’t stand it, then it will destroy my Jiangling Mansion. Talking but not taking action is meaningless.”

King Jiangling’s words made Su Muzhe’s face suddenly darken.

If possible, Jianchi Palace really wants to kill Jiangling Mansion directly and wipe out all those ugly things.

But the location of Jianchi Palace is too sensitive. Jiangling Mansion has been run by King Jiangling for hundreds of years and has long been impregnable. Even if you don’t count the elite soldiers privately recruited by King Jiangling, the number of martial arts practitioners gathered in Prince Jiangling’s Mansion alone is extraordinary. .

Because of Jianchi Lake, Jianchi Palace is coveted by Xiliang, Dali and Yuanmeng. Once they really dare to gather disciples to attack Jiangling Mansion, Xiliang, Dali and Yuanmeng Empire will never let it go. Chance.

For a moment, Su Muzhe, who felt aggrieved and angry, stopped talking.

Suddenly, in the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, the sword poured out, as if it turned into a long river of flying swords. The sword fingers pinched and pressed, and smashed towards the King of Jiangling.

King Jiangling’s expression also turned slightly cold, but soon a touch of elegance appeared on his face again.

He just blocked Su Muzhe a little, and there was no need to fight to the death for it. However, Su Muzhe’s strength was definitely not weak. Being able to become the master of Jianchi Palace was naturally extraordinary.

King Jiangling raised his palm and drew his fingertips on his palm.

The hole suddenly opened, and three drops of extremely bright red blood flowed out from the hole. King Jiangling flicked it with his finger.

The three drops of blood actually swelled up in the storm and turned into three huge monsters, crashing into Su Muzhe’s sword river.

Jianchi Palace…

A flash of crazy scarlet flashed in King Jiangling’s eyes.

Sooner or later, he will destroy Jianchi Palace and occupy Jianchi Lake!

Borrow the majestic sword energy of Jianchi Lake to practice his magic weapon. When the time comes… the ten realms can be expected!

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The Taomu Tianlei and Yan Guixiao’s sword energy collided with each other. In the sound of gold and iron fighting, a thunder pool shattered uncontrollably. Thunder intertwined in all directions like a spider web, impacting the ground and emitting bursts of scorching heat.

The white clothes were stained with blood and made a sound in the wind and waves caused by the sword energy and lightning.

An Le held Yan Guichao in one hand and took a picture forward. The Qi and blood of the five realms of innate perfection were no longer suppressed, and burst out from the meridians, spurting out along the tip of Yan Guichao’s sword.

The tip of the sword seemed to be surrounded by wind and thunder, and the sword energy generated wind and thunder. The wind and thunder sword energy struck down invincibly, completely cutting through the pool of thunder!

The mahogany sword wrapped in thunder was immediately hit to the ground by the sword. Countless soil splashed, and the mahogany sword shot back.

Like a swimming fish, it floated beside the second prince Zhao Pei, with electric arcs flashing and intertwining from it, like a god standing in a thunder pond.

Zhao Pei studied Taoism in the Tianshi Mansion since he was a child, and combined with the cultivation methods treasured in the Zhao Dynasty, he was so talented that he was able to stand out even on the minor saint list.

If the emperor of the Zhao family hadn’t borrowed a seed from an immortal later and gave birth to a natural seed like Zhao Xianyou, Zhao Pei might have remained at the top of the Little Saint List for many years.

Now that Zhao Xianyou has retired from the list, he has naturally become the top one.

As a disciple of the royal family, if you want to talk to the Holy Master, you will naturally get some preferential treatment. You don’t need to take the first prize exam. This is one point.

As long as he defeats the top candidate in the imperial examination, meets the first mountain master, and completes the third condition of talking to the Holy Master, he will naturally be able to talk to the Holy Master.

However, the royal children have never actually had a dialogue with the Holy Master. Except for the founding emperor of the Great Zhao Dynasty, after Zhao Taizu once had a dialogue with the Holy Master, in the vast Zhao Dynasty, for nearly a thousand years, there has never been a dialogue saint among the royal family. Teacher.

And he, Zhao Pei, might have hope of breaking this seemingly cursed prejudice.

An old man from the royal family once lamented that the Holy Mountain said that it gave preferential treatment to the royal family, but in fact, it invisibly raised the standard for the royal family to talk to the holy master.

Zhao Pei didn’t know if this was true, but… he thought it made sense.

Therefore, he came to fight Anle today not only to inherit the invincible power, but also to defeat the champion. In this case, he only had the last condition left. Now that the seventh mountain is about to be opened, he even has ambitions to We must compete for the position of the owner of the seventh mountain.

If he can become the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, he will naturally have no doubts about his position as Crown Prince.

As for the Zhao family’s emperor’s plan for immortality, without a heart sword above the eighth level, if he fuses the blood of immortals to seek immortality, he will only have his will controlled by the immortals and become a puppet…

The Emperor of the Zhao family would not make such a decision.

Therefore, when the plan failed, it became necessary for the emperor of the Zhao family to establish a crown prince.

Raising his hand, he grabbed the Leichi Peach Wood Sword. Zhao Pei’s hair was flying and his attire was stirring. He stared at An Le, with fighting intent gradually emerging in his eyes.

Anle has become stronger, which frees him from the psychological burden. He can go all out to defeat Anle, defeat Anle, and inherit his invincibility. His future will be smooth!

Sizzle!

Purple thunder keeps moving, sword and thunder magic!

Activate the sword and thunder to drive away the demons and monsters!

There was thunder in Zhao Pei’s eyes. He pointed the peach wood sword in the distance, and suddenly the sword energy was like a thunder spear, and it quickly struck Anle.

The eyebrows open and close, the soul interweaves, and vaguely turns into a visualization picture. In the picture, there are lotus flowers in full bloom, and each lotus petal contains sword energy.

That is the top concept method of Tianshi Mansion, “Sword Lotus Opening”.

An Le did not retreat. She held Yan Gui Chao in one hand and swept out in an instant. With a first-class sword like Yan Gui Chao in hand, An Le had no fear of touching it!

The sword light surged in the eyes, and the sword skills… Bamboo branches!

The Three Swords of Cipai are now in his hands, and he has become more and more superb. He once watched Zhao Huangting perform the most beautiful three swords in the world in Beidi. Although he cannot fully express his happiness now, it has also greatly improved his level of the three swords!

Coupled with the divine sword body, Anle’s mastery of the three swords of Cipai has almost reached the ultimate level of the lower five realms!

On the ground, the sword energy grew into green bamboo. As the green bamboo swayed, it was extremely sharp, causing Zhao Pei to take back his peach wood sword to resist the sword energy!

As the swords gleamed, Anle quickly closed the distance with Zhao Pei.

The Ancient Demon Five Birds used it, and the energy and blood in the body surged.

The vision of the ancient demon contained in the flesh and blood suddenly emerged, and there was a demon tiger roaring filial piety and roaring fiercely!

The power of the sword in his hand became more and more powerful.

Countless thunderbolts were shattered by An Le’s sword. An Le, who had perfected the five levels of physical training, and his innate spiritual energy turned into a lake. At this moment, he released it without reservation. The burst of power shocked Zhao Pei, who had just touched Yan Hui’s nest with his peach wood sword. Perverted!

The huge power made the peach wood sword in Zhao Pei’s hand almost difficult to hold!

Zhao Peipian wanted to pull away, but he felt that the intensity of Anle’s innate spiritual energy was higher than his!

This is unbelievable. Zhao Pei has wasted several years in perfecting the Five Realms. He wanted to use the Purple Qi Golden Lotus to break into the Sixth Realm. Although he failed, the accumulation of innate spiritual energy was extremely majestic!

winter!

Swords collided with each other, the thunder pool exploded, countless green bamboos swayed, and the bamboo leaves were as sharp as sword blades, slashing with explosive force!

Anle’s face was expressionless, and he was pressing forward step by step with the bird returning to the nest in his hand. Every time he swung the sword, the sword energy rolled up like a snake. In the dark night, the sword light was like a dragon, and the sword energy roared!

Zhao Pei’s face was solemn, and he kept holding out the Peach Wood Sky Thunder, but the thunder light was shattered!

Anle pressed closer and closer, and the swallow returned to its nest, getting closer and closer to him. The gap between the two seemed to be getting closer and closer.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, already knew that Anle was trying to tempt him to take action. The anger between his brows and the depressed state were all fake.

However, even if Anle really tempted him to take action, Zhao Pei should not be afraid, because Zhao Pei himself is a perfect double fifth realm.

He who ranks first on the Little Saint List should have the self-confidence he deserves.

But at this moment, Zhao Pei suddenly understood why Anle had the courage to seduce him.

Anle killed Tongguan, and his condition not only did not decline, but also climbed steadily. He reached the fifth level of perfection in both god refining and physical training, and was qualified to attack the sixth level.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, felt a chill in his heart, because he knew that Anle had not been practicing for a long time. In such a short period of time, he had reached the five realms of perfection… What is this if not a monster?

No wonder they can gather such majestic and invincible momentum!

At this moment, he believed King Jiangling’s words. Once Anle set foot in the Sixth Realm, he would definitely not be his opponent.

Even Zhao Pei, who was in the Double Five Realm at this moment, was already feeling the pressure.

“It shouldn’t be like this!”

Zhao Pei gritted his teeth, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

He tapped the peach wood sky thunder in front of him, and a large ball of sword energy and thunder exploded in front of him. Trying to force Anle away, a black and yellow talisman slipped from his sleeve and burned in his hand.

Red flames suddenly rose around An Le, like a golden crow rising up, turning into a prison, and binding him inside.

“Tianshifu magic.”

An Le stared. He had heard Zhao Huangting introduce Tianshi Mansion. Like Zhenwu Temple, they were both good at and famous for their magic.

However, the Anle Eyebrow Sword furnace was clanging, and the Yuan Shen sitting on the Heart Sword suddenly opened his eyes, and thousands of feet of rays of light suddenly swept across!

The sword of the heart emerges from the center of the eyebrow!

The spiritual power connected in the talisman was directly cut off by a sword!

As soon as the thousands of feet of rays of light came out and swept past, the talismans that slipped out of Zhao Pei’s sleeves seemed to have been poured with water and were difficult to ignite!

Zhao Pei’s eyes narrowed!

And Anle was already approaching his body, and his indifferent eyes collided with the horrified Zhao Pei’s eyes.

There was even a little disappointment in Anle’s eyes.

“No. 1 on the Little Saint List…is that all?”

Anle felt that this battle was not a pleasant one. Zhao Pei’s cultivation was indeed very strong and he had reached the Double Five Realm, but in terms of combat power… it did not give him many surprises.

In order to deal with Zhao Pei, Anle went all out and didn’t leave any cards behind.

Despite all his efforts, Zhao Pei seemed a little weak.

An Le suddenly heard a dragon roar, and a brilliant golden dragon transformed into an invincible force entrenched itself in the sky.

Bring peace of mind to a steady increase in momentum!

With the blessing of the Tongshen Sword, the swallow in the hand returned to its nest, almost trembling with excitement, the sword energy roared, and Fangcao used the sword to bring out the melancholy and resentment contained in the swordsmanship!

Countless sword energy shot out quickly!

Angry and angry!

Haunting and coercing the first-grade sword swallow back to its nest!

The powerful and heavy sword was slashed down boldly!

In fact, from breaking the talisman to slashing with the sword, Anle was approaching too fast!

The second prince, Zhao Pei, naturally did not care about using any more spells and could only hold up his peach wood sword to resist. The swords collided with each other, as if their bodies were frozen together for an instant.

The gesture was even a bit intimate, shoulder to shoulder.

However, the expression on the second prince Zhao Pei’s face fluctuated violently, because the thousand-year-old peach wood Sky Thunder Sword in his hand actually began to wail at this moment!

Cracks began to appear densely.

boom!

An Le’s slashed sword, and his oppressive shoulder, hit the second prince Zhao Pei’s shoulder hard, like a body that was leaping forward from a motionless and fierce beast.

The collision caused Zhao Pei’s body to be thrown backwards, and the palm of his hand holding the peach wood sword seemed to be cracked and bleeding.

However, Anle’s body was as steady as a mountain. He stepped down hard, and the cracks on the ground he stepped on were intertwined like spider webs, but it stimulated the energy of the body, causing Anle to come out again!

Swordsmanship, boy’s game!

The connection between swordsmanship and swordsmanship was like a violent storm, leaving Zhao Pei with no time to breathe!

The sword slashed down again, and Zhao Pei could only raise the peach wood sword to resist again.

The sword light created waves of afterimages in the night. Every time An Le struck with his sword, it made Zhao Pei’s energy turbulent, and even the hand holding the sword continued to shoot out blood!

Poof!

Finally, the thousand-year-old mahogany sword screamed, and when it was slashed by Yan Guichao’s sword, it was broken into pieces and exploded into countless fragments, flying out in all directions, like a bird leaving its nest!

The second prince Zhao Pei retreated again and again, being overwhelmed by An Le’s domineering sword power and was breathless!

His eyes were filled with horror.

He didn’t quite understand why Anle’s combat power was so terrifying. The increase in invincibility… was it really that big?

Zhao Pei gritted his teeth and looked at An Le who rushed towards him again. He couldn’t help but raise his blood-stained hand and touched the golden sand between his eyebrows.

Purple Qi Golden Lotus…

He had to rely on the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus!

Zhao Pei intends to use the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus to impact the realm of cultivation and fight. It is a waste of natural resources. Use a little less…

But the situation at this moment has no choice but to use it!

The swallow returns to its nest and cries loudly.

Powerful purple energy burst out from Zhao Pei’s body, and suddenly a golden lotus flower quietly bloomed around him!

In an instant, the swallow pierced by Anle returned to the nest, as if it was pierced into cotton, and could no longer make an inch.

Purple Qi Golden Lotus…

Anle narrowed his eyes and his expression became much more solemn. In his opinion, the Purple Qi Golden Lotus was a bit similar to Hao Qi Yin, but it was weaker than Hao Qi Yin.

But it should not be underestimated.

There seemed to be fresh air growing under the feet, and the wind and waves stirred up Zhao Pei’s clothes and hair.

He was suspended in the purple golden lotus, bathed in the power of the golden lotus, and his eyes turned golden!

He stared hard at Anle!

The increase brought by the Purple Qi Golden Lotus is enough for him to break through the realm bottleneck and allow him to step into the six realms, but the consumption is also huge!

Feel the rapid passage of power in the Purple Qi Golden Lotus!

Zhao Pei’s heart was bleeding, his hair was flying, and when he tapped his fingertips, small golden lotuses were spinning around him!

Blossoming golden lotuses are arranged in the shape of a sword.

Zhao Pei’s mind moved, and the golden lotus wrapped him around him. He pushed up the golden lotus sword and instantly pulled out a golden light in the night!

He was approaching An Le in an instant, and when he handed out the golden lotus sword, it penetrated directly into An Le’s body and penetrated An Le’s chest!

When the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus crashed into An Le’s body, Zhao Pei couldn’t help but raise the corners of his lips and put on a smile.

But soon, the smile on his lips froze.

He raised his head and saw An Le, who was pierced by the Purple Qi Golden Lotus. His face was slightly strange, and he glanced at him, as if he had some unfinished thoughts.

Then Anle raised his hand, and caught Zhao Pei off guard, his big hand covered his forehead, wrapping the golden sand.

Zhao Pei felt like the world was spinning.

Then his whole head was pressed hard by Anle, and the back of his head was hit hard on the ground.

There was a muffled sound in winter.

A crater was made in the ground, and his entire head was embedded in the mud.

And this is not the most humiliating thing…

The most humiliating thing was… Zhao Pei felt like something was flowing out of his body.

A domineering and majestic power spread from Anle’s palm.

Little by little, the purple golden lotus between his eyebrows…

Blot dry.

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