Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 117
When the blades collided, Ling Wang was stunned for a moment.
He squeezed the hand holding the sword very slightly, as if there was a little looseness.Under that slight loosening, the part of Wu Xingxue on King Ling popped his head.
He stared at the sparks splashed by the blade, opened his mouth, and said softly: “Xiao…”
One meal a day.
On this chaotic line, King Ling always addressed him as “Tianxiu” and “Lord Tianxiu”.Only when the part belonging to Wu Xingxue came forward and began to have doubts about the chaotic lines, he would mention his name.
But every time he just said the word “Xiao”, he was taken aback for a moment and changed his words again.
At that time, one can know that the influence of the Lingtai Heavenly Dao has gained the upper hand again.
What about this time?
Tianxiu’s fierce sword energy surrounding his body subsided for a moment, his eyes stared at the silver silk mask, waiting for the next words.
However, King Ling was silent for a moment, his eyes behind the mask closed and opened again, his whole body trembled slightly.
The light shock was transmitted to the blade of the sword.
Tian Su frowned, having a bad premonition.
Sure enough, King Ling said: “Didn’t you say that the celestial capital is in constant turmoil? You didn’t go to sit under the south window, but you came here?”
That name only opened the beginning again, and there was no further text.It shows that at this moment, the Lingwang is still wrapped in the influence of the heavenly way of the Lingtai, almost airtight.
Tian Su said in a deep voice, “There are priorities.”
“Priority.” Ling Wang repeated, and said, “But isn’t the upheaval of the evil vortex the most important thing? If no one is guarding it, the entire fairy city will be unstable. If the roots of the fairy city are unstable, there will be signs of collapse. If no one cares about it, the people who will suffer are the common people under the heavens, don’t you always care about this the most?”
Tianxiu’s eyes moved.
It is this moment that is the most complicated and unspeakable.Because even the words were really spoken by Wu Xingxue when he was the Spirit King.
Now on this chaotic line, under the influence of the heavenly way of Lingtai, the scene has been changed, the tone has been changed, and the same words have become another meaning.
It’s like an intentional or unintentional overlay.
If the end result is failure.If this world dies, what remains is this chaotic line.Then the whispers and jokes of the past will no longer exist, there will only be one after another covered and changed meanings like this sentence.
Tian Su glanced in the direction of Jiuxiaoyun’s Lingtai, his eyes were filled with disgust.He looked at the mask of the King Ling again, and said, “Have you ever thought about why the evil vortex is in turmoil at this moment, and you just received the edict at this moment?”
King Ling didn’t answer.
His fingers holding the sword moved.
At that moment, his sword trembled, as if the part of his body was struggling again.
Tianxiu’s eyes fell on his hands.
“I know what you want to say, you want to tell me—” King Ling paused, and said softly, “This place is fake.”
Tian Su raised his eyes abruptly.
That stunned moment was only a very short moment, but it was enough to become a gap for a person with great ability and coercion.
Seeing Ling Wang’s wrist turn, the long sword was suddenly withdrawn in an instant, and then suddenly changed direction.It deflected the Tianxiu sword energy upwards, and then flew down in the air with the momentum of splitting mountains and overwhelming seas.
The sword shadow with brilliant brilliance descended from top to bottom, and the wind it set off was like a spirit eagle howling.
“Tianxiu be careful above—”
Fang Chu cried out!
He was rushed by the coercion of the collision between King Ling and Tianxiu before, his soul was shaken, and he was in a state of embarrassment.But he couldn’t break free from the invisible shackles of the King of Spirits, and couldn’t do anything for a while, he could only worry on the sidelines.
He watched helplessly as the sword shadow of the spiritual light slashed down, but Tian Su didn’t raise his hand to block it.
Instead, if he didn’t see the sword, he turned around and looked back——
Fang Chu almost went into respiratory arrest.
But the next moment he found out.When that radiant sword shadow touched Tianxiu, it was forced to reveal its original shape—it was just a false move.
However, when the sword shadow fell, the Spirit King’s figure suddenly dispersed, and he condensed behind Tianxiu in an instant.The fingers holding the sword were full of energy.
If Tian Su had really listened to Fang Chu’s reminder just now, and raised his hand to block the sword above his head.The gate of life behind it was completely exposed, and there was no time to block it.
Fortunately, he didn’t.
Tianxiu turned around just right!
fine……
Fang Chu looked over there, his heart almost jumped out, and he breathed a sigh of relief.However, before he exhaled this breath, his pupils shrank suddenly!
Because someone patted him on the shoulder, King Ling’s clear voice rang in his ears, saying: “Don’t watch the fun, it’s time to see you off.”
Fang Chu almost lost his soul!
Only then did he suddenly realize that the spirit king who turned behind Tianxiu was still a false move, the real spirit king was here with him.
And these false moves one after another, as well as the sword shadows and figures that cannot be distinguished from the real ones, all happened in an instant.It’s so fast that people can’t react at all.
However, the coercion and vigor of those false moves are all real.Otherwise, it would not be enough to deceive Tianxiu.
This is like splitting oneself into three in an instant, and putting it on any celestial sect master or demon in the world would take a lot of effort.
But for King Ling, it’s like blowing ashes.
But Fang Chu didn’t have time to think about it.
He only saw where the shadow of the Spirit King was, the sword move was accompanied by thunder and lightning resounding throughout the area, even the surrounding mountains and fields were in an uproar, and the cliffs exploded.
But Tianxiu’s figure was not in the dust and smoke.
It’s over.
It is not easy to see through the first false move, but the second Tianxiu cannot be avoided.
The moment Fang Chu was brought to the “present world” by King Ling, he was covered in cold sweat.
But as soon as they turned around, they saw a cold light floating, Tianxiu, who should have been trapped in the thunder and lightning, was standing tall, holding his sword to block in front of them.
The Spirit King’s figure was momentary.
Tianxiu’s deep voice sounded: “False tricks can’t fool me.”
Fang Chu’s heart has been beating all his life at this moment, it’s just a big ups and downs.
He heard King Ling sigh, and said in a voice that almost no one could hear: “You… since you can’t deceive by false tricks, you can only pretend to be real.”
The moment the voice fell, Fang Chu’s side was empty.
The sudden gust of wind made him unable to hold back his body at all, and he rolled around in a circle, holding up the barrier all over his body to block it, but countless small wounds burst out.
He grunted in pain and half-kneeled on the ground.
He raised his head again, only to see the bright light shining in front of his eyes was completely white.He heard the sound of two swords hitting each other, and when the white light subsided, he only saw two sword lights rushing away.
He has seen what it means to cut mountains and seas with a sword.
***
After all, Tianxiu on the chaotic line is just Xiao Fuxuan’s main body and a touch of spirit. It is impossible to block the real sword of King Ling with this touch of spirit.
So when he stood against the blade, his figure had been swept back hundreds of miles under the pressure of the sword.
They were still in the outskirts of a certain city in one moment, and they were in the mountains in the next moment.
There are many mountains and towering cliffs in the back, Tiansu originally wanted to use the jagged rocks to circle around to block the sword.But when he was about to pass by, he vaguely heard someone’s voice in the mountain.
Tian Su was startled, and turned his eyes to glance away.
I saw twelve miles of lights like a dragon, winding up from the mountains and reaching the sky.It can be vaguely seen that the flags of tea and wine are fluttering in the wind accompanied by the hustle and bustle of people.
They retreated hundreds of miles, and the place they landed was Luohuashan City.
If the sword is really blocked by the mountain rock, the broken cliff will fall straight into the mountain city, and it will be another unprovoked disaster.
Tianxiu paused, and changed his mind mid-air.
With that touch of soul, he took the sword of the Spirit King alive.
The sword qi did not evade, and when the two hit each other, the sky shook with thunder.The clouds and mist of hundreds of miles were sucked in, and there was a long cloud vortex flowing there, piercing the sky and the earth.
Even Ling Wang didn’t expect that he would take that sword alive.
“Don’t you want to say that everything in this world is fake?” Ling Wang asked, “You want to say that this is the messy line, and everything is a phantom. Since it is a phantom, since it is all fake, why do you Are you afraid of disturbing Luohuashan City, so you forcefully take this sword?!”
In the cloud vortex, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, all filled with damp and cold fog.
Tianxiu’s voice was scattered in the mist, he said: “Because someone was born here and saw it burned to ashes with his own eyes.”
He didn’t want to wait for that person to come here and watch the lights of the mountain city go out again, even if it was a mess.
scorched earth…
ash……
Something in the Spirit King’s body pulsated violently.
For a moment, he seemed a little confused, as if he was connected with someone by blood.That feeling is very strange, like being stuffed in a huge hood, and occasionally a gap is opened, so that a ray of midwinter wind comes in.
Some pictures faintly flashed before his eyes——
The mountain fire soaring into the sky burned for an unknown period of time, until the sky was soaked in scarlet.And he was in the fire, watching everything that was once lively turned into scorched earth.
Then split the spirit with the sword…
***
It was at that time that Xiao Fuxuan and Wu Xingxue broke into the chaotic line and were dragged into the white cloud vortex.
That moment seemed to be stretched infinitely long——
At that moment, Tianxiu’s spirit shattered like smoke under the huge shock of the sword energy, and the empty body body fell straight to the ground.
And Xiao Fuxuan in the vortex raised his eyes.
The main body and the body of the puppet are wrapped in golden sword energy, and when they meet, the body of the puppet melts into the mist.Calculated according to the age in this world, after a full 25 years, Tiansu Xiao Fuxuan finally returned to his original body.
King Ling also fell straight down from the sky.
His body is like a silver snow hawk, and he strikes the ground with a long sword.
It’s just that when he was in the same place with Wu Xingxue, the pulsation in his body became more intense, almost smashing every time.
The scene of Luohuashan City being caught in the fire once again ran straight into his mind, and the scene of holding the sword to split the soul followed.The scorching heat of the fire and the severe pain of splitting the soul surged at the same time, like the highest tide of the unprovoked sea, enveloping him headlong.
At that moment, King Ling and Wu Xingxue seemed to overlap each other.
They seemed to remember the same thing, they had the same light and rapid breathing, their bodies were as tight as bowstrings, and their faces were also pale and bloodless.
When the pain of splitting the soul came back again, Wu Xingxue’s figure swayed, just like in the mountain fire in Luohuatai, half kneeling on the ground.
Xiao Fuxuan heard the muffled voice, and suddenly swept away the thick fog.
He vaguely saw Wu Xingxue’s state, his face changed suddenly, he hugged and supported the fallen person, and said in a low voice: “What’s going on…”
As soon as the words fell, he stopped.
Because he found a new wound on the side of Wu Xingxue’s neck on the other side, which should have just been done, and the gurgling blood flowed down from the wound, along the neck bone and into the neckline, staining it bright red.
The new injury was not a wound, but a deliberate one.Because the shape of the wound was a curse mark, Xiao Fuxuan recognized it at a glance…
That is Gongyin.
When Wu Xingxue was still a fairy, there was a god-given word “Zhao” on his neck.The tribute seal tied the spirit king on the chaotic line without him knowing it, and provided a steady stream of spiritual power.
Later, he fell into a demon, and the word “Zhao” was printed and deleted, and the connection between the two was broken.
Now, he actually has a new tribute seal on his neck.
The tribute seal is completed with blood, and its effect is particularly heavy.Relying on this tribute seal, he drew another link between himself and the Chaotic Line Spirit King.
……
No wonder the Spirit King, who has always been strongly banned by the influence of heaven, suddenly loosened a bit.
No wonder he remembers the past like King Ling, and endures the pain he has suffered…
“Wu Xingxue! You—” Xiao Fuxuan said in a hoarse voice, and was about to heal the wound, but was grabbed by the half-kneeling man.
Wu Xingxue grabbed it so hard that his knuckles turned white.But he pulled his pale and colorless lips, and said softly in a barely audible voice: “Xiao Fuxuan, trust me.”
