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Chapter 255: The Master of the Scarlet Sky Sword, Father and Daughter Meet (asking for monthly tickets)
The Chixiao Sword whistled loudly, but it carried an indescribable domineering aura as it pierced through the Dragon Essence. The Dragon Essence, which should have been extremely hard and invulnerable except according to martial arts legend, did not offer any resistance and was cut in half.

Just like an old friend who came to break the agreement that lasted for a long time, the Chixiao Sword nailed Ji Chengfeng to the ground, and the tip of the sword dug into the ground. Just like that, in front of Li Guanyi, the sword body was spinning with flowing light.

Ji Chengfeng's vitality collapsed drastically, but his supernatural powers were so powerful that he no longer relied on Dragon Yuan to survive. He had far surpassed the limit of Dragon Yuan. It was just at this moment that the Dragon Yuan dissipated and collapsed.

Ji Chengfeng raised his eyes, and a violent human fluctuation appeared in his eyes.

After thousands of battles and defeats, he still learned from the best in the world.

It is the [Immortal Body Skill] that he created himself, which is superior to all other unparalleled skills and has broken through the upper limit.

For an unparalleled genius, a breakthrough before a battle is a natural thing.

The red dragon essence just makes people full of vitality.

But it is impossible for people to cross the limit and reach the incredible legendary realm.

The broken left arm actually began to recover. The Dragon Yuan did not seem to be Ji Chengfeng's support, but rather a restraint on Ji Chengfeng. An extremely terrifying aura was spreading in his body.

The whale fisherman was shocked and sneered, "Breaking the limit?"

The whale fisherman took a step forward, stretched out his arm, and blocked the Yaoguang in front of him behind him. The next moment, a terrifying aura roared in all directions. Except for Gongyang Suwang who split the air wave with a sword, the other three of the four palace masters were forced to retreat one after another.

The formation in front of the whale fisherman was constantly appearing and disappearing, and he stood in front of the silver-haired girl.

He managed to withstand Ji Chengfeng's arrogance.

Perhaps it was the influence of Qi, or perhaps it was the connection between the fighting instincts in martial arts legends. This final burst of murderous aura was directly guided into the whale fisherman's formation. The formation was continuous, as if the heaven and earth were rotating, consuming vitality.

Ji Chengfeng's arrogance was dispersed and diverted, and landed somewhere else with a bang.

The whale fisherman said, "Before you die, why don't you behave yourself?"

The only one who can kill a martial arts legend is a martial arts legend.

The weight of only five people in the past eight hundred years was naturally heavy, but when the whale fisherman blocked this move, his hat was not a magical weapon, and could not withstand the impact of the qi and was violently blown away.

The formation that originally disguised his appearance was shattered in the all-out confrontation.

The silver-haired girl raised her head.

I saw the figure standing in front of me and the hat shattered into pieces.

The black hair pinned up in a hairpin was flying.

Then from the tail, in front of Yaoguang's eyes, it turned into silver-white bit by bit.

Just like in memory, there was a rainstorm that seemed to cover the whole world, the demon sect warriors who surrounded and killed them, and the silver-haired figure who rushed towards them like a mad demon.

The silver-haired girl was stunned.

That day, the silver-haired man killed all his opponents by himself. He held his two-year-old child in one hand and walked out of the blood-stained mud step by step.

"Don't worry, Daddy is here."

'While I am here, no one in the world can hurt you!'

........................

The whale fishermen had to take action.

The Chi Xiao Sword was pinning this person down, but Ji Chengfeng was unwilling to struggle. He was determined to survive even at the cost of everything. He even wanted to reach out and pull out the Chi Xiao Sword, but the Chi Xiao Sword's majestic aura was too familiar.

It was so familiar that Ji Chengfeng's soul was trembling in pain.

His forgotten memories were thus awakened, and the legend recalled his childhood experiences.

"The snowy plains of the northern frontier, the vast deserts of the western regions, the world is huge, you can watch over it carefully for me, and then..."

That childhood friend, the grandson with the beautiful name of [Kuai Yi Cheng Feng], the Lord of the Scarlet Sky Sword three hundred years ago, smiled and said:
'Then, when you are old and grey, with a wife and children, and filial grandchildren, you can say that you have lived a happy life with no regrets. Live to this time and then die.'

'I'll be waiting for you.'

Ji Chengfeng, or Zhang Ziyong, opened his mouth. He looked at the brilliant Chixiao sword and the young man in front of him. His domineering body seemed to freeze. He looked at the sword that was once held by his best friend and pierced his body.

"I cultivated to this point just to survive regardless of everything..."

"Or is it that I live on regardless of everything just to watch over the world for you?"

"I had forgotten it myself."

Li Guanyi had a very clear understanding at this time.

How great an impact would it have if he held the Scarlet Sky Sword? In an already chaotic world, adding the most blazing flame from eight hundred years ago would completely collapse and disappear the already shaky false peace of this era.

And Li Guanyi will step into this fiery and chaotic world.

He faced the gazes of various forces in the academy, various countries, and Zhongzhou, as well as inquiries that were not sure whether they were good or evil. However, at this moment, he did not hesitate. He just jumped up in an instant and grabbed the Chixiao Sword like a tiger.

The Scarlet Sky Sword finally let out a brilliant roar.

It was as sharp as when it had just been sharpened. The legend that had lasted for eight hundred years had opened up and pacified the world with the Chixiao Sword and would also end with the Chixiao Sword. Li Guanyi used all his strength to pull out the Chixiao Sword.

Step forward.

Hold the sword with both hands.

On the sword, red-gold cloud patterns lit up layer by layer. For eight hundred years of the Red Emperor's rule, this vast fortune gathered and suddenly turned into a pillar of light, rising into the sky.

Chi Xiao: Kill the evil!

When facing the disciples of Yin Yang Rotating Sect, all of them actively burst out with murderous intent at the Chi Xiao Sword.

At this moment, it has reached its limit.

Ji Chengfeng suddenly raised his hands, and both his left hand and right arm displayed his unique skills.

He grabbed Yuwen Lie's spear and blocked King Gongyang Su's sword.

Others are not even qualified to step forward.

He stared at the sharp sword light with eyes wide open, then suddenly lowered his eyes and laughed out loud: "Ji Chengfeng? Ji Chengfeng! Wrong!"

"My name is Zhang Ziyong."

"The one who survived because of Ji Chengfeng."

"The legend of martial arts, the ultimate of life, after the first three hundred years, and in the future generations, there will be no one like me!!!"

Vitality burst out, Yuwen Lie and Gongyang Suwang were forced to retreat, his green robe fluttered, he was arrogant and wanton, humanity fell on him again, the bamboo flute in his hand flew up and down, passed through the 8,000 Tiger Barbarian cavalry, and directly killed Li Guanyi.

But at this moment, the whale fisherman sneered and cursed:
"Resisting stubbornly."

"I am here, what are you going to do?"

After cursing for a while, he started the battle.

Rushed out.

As Li Guanyi dropped the Autumn Water Sword on the ground, Murong Longtu's aura rose.

The formation of the leader in formation, the sword intent of the god of sword.

Staggered left and right.

But Zhang Ziyong did not resist.

Zhang Ziyong had a serene look on his face. He opened his arms and embraced the blazing Chi Xiao Sword. His heart was pierced by the sword, but it was still beating. At this moment, the martial arts legend who had lived in the world for a long time by any means necessary lowered his eyes slightly.

In a trance, he saw the young man who died three hundred years ago in the sword light, and his sword was as fiery as Li Guanyi.

Li Guan took a deep breath and sweat dripped from his forehead.

He held the sword tightly, and the Chixiao Sword whistled wildly as he thrust it in with force.

Damn, are all martial arts legends so difficult to deal with?

There is more than one person this difficult to deal with in the world? !

He no longer wanted to think about how difficult it was to deal with the world's number one general; he just wanted to kill Zhang Ziyong.

Zhang Ziyong asked: "Why don't you retreat?"

Li Guanyi said: "Because you deserve to die."

Zhang Ziyong said, "Interesting..." Blood continued to fall from his mouth, but his expression returned to its original calmness and composure. He said, "The heroes who caused the chaos, the number of people who died because of you is obviously more than those who died because of my avenue."

"Why do you have the reputation of being a hero, while I am going to be killed by you?"

"But I'm not interested in listening to your great theories."

"I won't regret it either."

His eyes gradually dimmed, but he revealed a dangerous smile and said, "I can take you away before the Sword Madman and the Formation Master make a move, but I only hope that you can meet one request of mine."

He stared at the man holding the Scarlet Sky Sword, and he could vaguely see yesterday. His tone was somehow much gentler as he said:

"Can you please call me Ziyong?"

Li Guanyi laughed, and then cursed:
"fart!!"

These two words were spat out in front of the martial arts legend.

Everyone was silent except the Whale Fisherman who laughed out loud. He felt that this brat was becoming more and more in line with his character. He said, "As expected of you, you are the great-grandson of the Sword Maniac. Hahahaha, good, good, good, you are crazy and self-centered enough. I like you!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Li Guanyi had no idea that the whale fisherman was laughing at the moment. He just looked at Zhang Ziyong and said word by word:

"You just said that people have different concepts and judgments. That's natural. I have no interest in asking others to listen to my judgment, but in my eyes, you are an unforgivable sinner!"

The young man seemed to have a fierce flame in his eyes, and said:
"Some people say that the world is not black and white, but for some things, black is black and white is white. If you mix a little bit of it, it's not right!"

"I will never compromise!"

Until this moment, Li Guanyi gritted his teeth and tried his best to poke the magic weapon in his hand towards Zhang Ziyong's heart. While poking, he twisted it fiercely, trying to tear off the traces torn by the sword.

Zhang Ziyong closed his eyes and said, "That's right."

Such a straightforward answer is the determination that only young people can have. Perhaps, if there is no such a burning heart, the Scarlet Sky Sword would not have been summoned. For eight hundred years, emperors have hoped to pick up this sword.

But they don't know what [Chi Xiao] is.

The clouds in the sky, only a heart as blazing as fire can spread across the three thousand. In the sword light, he saw Ji Chengfeng, and Zhang Ziyong said softly:
"That's all..."

"I'm here to fulfill the promise we made that year."

Suddenly, the sound of breaking air rang out continuously.

His body continued to be pierced by Yuwen Lie's spear, Gongyang Suwang's sword, the Living Buddha's golden body, the Mohist giant's sword, and Taoist Su Yue Zhenren followed closely behind. These top powerful men of the time almost all used up their limit strength to attack and kill him.

Zhang Ziyong was exhausted. He had a lot of sadness, nostalgia and silence in his heart, which finally turned into an extremely complicated smile. His energy that was always running was still constantly repairing his body. This energy far surpassed the Immortal Dragon Essence!

This is his obsession.

Obsession is like a demon, like a god or Buddha.

Zhang Ziyong raised his hand.

He said calmly: "You are so proud of yourself for being able to kill me."

The right hand swung down suddenly, the whale fisherman raised his hand, and then paused.

Slowly retract.

Zhang Ziyong placed his hand on the Chixiao Sword and stabbed himself hard in the heart.

The evil-killing properties of the Scarlet Sky Sword were fully revealed at this time, emitting a brilliant and magnificent sword sound. Any warrior would instinctively avoid water and fire, not to mention the divine sword that could split water and fire and entangle thunder.

Zhang Ziyong remained motionless, the divine light in his eyes dissipated.

He knew that his entire life was trapped in a day three hundred years ago when Emperor Wu of Chen became famous throughout the world. He wandered around every agreed place in the world, trying to find Ji Chengfeng.

Of course he couldn't find it, but it could also be said that he had already found it, but had forgotten it, because the young man had long been hidden in his heart, and he had never looked back. It's a pity that real people and real things are often not as good as one imagines.

Even if one's martial arts skills have reached the level of martial arts legend, there are still many regrets.

He held down Li Guanyi's Chixiao Sword and stabbed it with one last force, letting the sword's will cut off the last bit of immortality. He staggered to his knees and lowered his eyes. It was at this point that he was finally truly dead.

The vitality exploded and spread out, rushing towards the sky. The originally destroyed land, which was full of gullies and potholes, and the mountains and rivers, as well as the ruins of the battlefield, actually grew grass, flowers, and green pines in the valleys, stretching for dozens of miles.

This place turned into a vibrant valley. The wind blew through the ravines and the sound of pine waves seemed to be welcoming someone. The rain began to fall, and the old sorcerer burst into tears. Zhang Ziyong was dead, so the heavy rain that had enveloped him for a hundred years finally stopped.

However, there seems to be an incredible vitality contained in this rain.

Using this body as bait, after completing the most crucial step, the old warlock, who was left with only one breath left, healed his wounds at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Life resumed again.

Qu Zaishi's arms actually grew back, and the other Motian Sect warriors whose vitality he absorbed gradually recovered. Ximen Hengrong who fell off a thousand-foot cliff and the injured Tiger Cavalry were all recovering.

Inside Li Guanyi's bronze tripod, vital energy gathered like flowing water, continuously absorbing the vital energy that escaped after Zhang Ziyong's death. He didn't even know whether this legend was forced to death by them or because the sword intent of the Chixiao Sword reminded him of something.

Those who wanted to live forever gave up their immortality and died.

Zhang Ziyong's body suddenly collapsed and turned into withered yellow leaves, flying between heaven and earth. Those were the more than ten thousand swords slashed down by the sword maniac. The indestructible sword intent became the last part of the power to defeat Zhang Ziyong.

After Zhang Ziyong's body gave up repairing, he was completely killed and turned into a state like falling leaves. Li Guanyi held the Chixiao Sword in a trance, and remembered the words recorded in [The World's No. 1 Restaurant] -

[The sword maniac's sword travels over a hundred miles and cuts through the red willows, his sword intent is inextinguishable].

"My great-grandfather's sword intent actually remained in his body?"

"He was able to tie with our lineup despite the sword intent of our great grandfather. Even such a powerful martial arts legend could not expel the sword intent of our great grandfather..."

Li Guanyi sat down exhausted, and the Chixiao sword was just there, falling to the ground. The young man's hands were shaking.

He wanted to dispose of the remains of Zhang Ziyong, but he had no strength left.

King Gongyang Su walked over with a sword in hand.

After experiencing such a brutal and fierce battle, he was still breathing as long as before.

He drew his sword, and struck it out calmly and majestically, yet with a sense of dominance.

Sword energy is flying.

After Zhang Ziyong's death, more than 10,000 pieces of his remaining leaves were chopped into powder and ruins by the sword of [De], and then the Living Buddha of Middle-earth personally performed a ritual to liberate his soul. The leader of the Mohist school took out a bronze box with a mechanism to contain them all.

The Taoist Xiantian Zhenren took out the talisman that Dao Zong had written himself.

It was directly pasted on this Mohist mechanism box, turning into layers of seals, isolating the inside and the outside.

Kill, chop, scatter ashes, and liberate, all solved at one time.

If you commit a sin, you must pay the price.

No matter what experiences you have had.

The good you do cannot offset the evil that exists.

Pain is not an excuse for evil.

Refining blood into elixir, bewitching the flesh-and-blood Buddha, the legend of the immortal medicine, the many old stories of the Wheel Revolving Sect, and the person who led people to drink blood to practice martial arts, Zhang Ziyong, that person -

Deserve to be executed!!!

Not until this extremely dangerous martial arts legend who had deceived people into refining blood for merit was killed did Gongyang Suwang, Yuwen Lie, Mo Xie, Su Yue Zhenren, and the Living Buddha breathe a sigh of relief. The next moment, they passed by.

It fell in front of Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi was exhausted. He thought to himself that he must never go through such a battle a second time. It was too exciting. This was definitely the most extreme situation he could face.

The Chixiao Sword hovered around Li Guanyi, seeming delighted and happy.

It flew back and forth, and then flew up, hitting Li Guanyi's shoulders and back with the hilt of the sword, as if it was not the world's number one sword that had been enshrined in the capital for eight hundred years, but a rather enthusiastic gangster's lackey.

He was rubbing his new boss's shoulders and back with incredible enthusiasm.

It was almost possible to imagine that there was a tail behind the sword, and it had already left countless afterimages.

Yuwen Lie held the spear in his hand, looking at the Chixiao Sword with complicated emotions in his eyes; and the four palace masters of the academy were standing in front of Li Guanyi, surrounding him and looking at the lazy young man sitting in the rubble.

And above the divine weapon that was whistling in front of him.

King Gongyang Su smiled and said, "What should I call you?"

Li Guanyi already knew that he was exposed to these high-ranking officials of the academy and in front of the world. The young man held the Chixiao sword, but he did not have the strength to pull it up, and of course he did not have the strength to throw it away.

He sat there, his back leaning against the broken rock, holding the Chixiao Sword like a stick, with the tip of the sword lowered to the ground. He smiled to himself, with a calm demeanor, and said:
"Everyone, the Master of the Scarlet Sky Sword, Li Guanyi."

"It's polite."

The whale fisherman grinned and said to himself, "Hahahaha, he's finally dead. There shouldn't be five of the Four Legends. This old guy is really hard to kill, hahaha!"

"Well, when Li Guan mentioned the Scarlet Sky Sword, hey, if it was during the heyday of the Scarlet Emperor, this kid would have met his end. But it's not the case now. At this moment, the Scarlet Emperor is declining, and there is chaos everywhere, just like the chaotic world eight hundred years ago."

"Eight hundred years ago, the world was in turmoil, and the Red Emperor drew his sword and surveyed the universe."

"Eight hundred years later, the world is in turmoil, and someone draws the sword again."

"For the people and in their hearts, its effect and power will probably expand to an incredible degree."

The whale fisherman picked up the wine jug and drank happily.

"But now it's not right."

"To him, the world now has advantages, and the advantages are great, but it also has disadvantages, and the disadvantages are also great. The Zhongzhou faction could have been a help to him, at least he could have tricked them into using him for a while, but now things have changed."

"I'm afraid the Zhongzhou royal family and Li Guanyi will become mortal enemies."

"This is a fundamental standoff."

"Originally, this so-called hunting trip of the Emperor of Zhongzhou was a collaboration between Li Guanyi and the Zhongzhou royal family, but now, his opponents will increase again... and the Academy, in its heyday, was loyal to the Scarlet Emperor and could follow the Scarlet Sky Sword Master."

"And with the world changing so drastically today, how long can pure faith last?"

"If there are still students eight hundred years later who are willing to be loyal to the Scarlet Sky Sword Master for the sake of an illusory promise, I believe it, because that's how people feel."

"But if we say that eight hundred years from now, all the members of the academy will be loyal to the Scarlet Sky Sword Master, it would be like a dream. This is also human nature."

“There are too many smart people.”

"The academy is not monolithic. With so many smart people, how many would be willing to follow the Scarlet Sky Sword Master? How many would regard the Scarlet Sky Sword Master as a chess piece with useful value?"

"Hahaha, but there is a way. How about it, Yaoguang, if you are willing to ask me for help, I, your uncle, can also help this kid. Ah ha, speaking of which, I happen to have a live person in my hands."

"It shouldn't be a problem to take advantage of the Yin-Yang family."

The whale fisherman spoke triumphantly, but received no response from the girl.

So he became a little confused.

The relationship between him and Yaoguang, using the alias [Ye], was very good, only slightly worse than that of the teacher in the stargazing department. Yaoguang would answer his questions, even if they were very boring.

It's just because of my young experiences that I don't have any feelings or emotional fluctuations.

Then the whale fisherman emphasized:
"How about you ask me for help?"

"As for me, I will help my second brother!"

He bit the word "second brother" hard.

But still no answer, the whale fisherman drank awkwardly.

Drink, drink.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that his hat and the formation he used to conceal his appearance had been destroyed by Zhang Ziyong during the previous confrontation.

This formation is quite sophisticated. Other people who use it would take ten years of hard work to master it, but for whale fishermen, this formation is almost instinctive.

As a result, he didn't even have time to react when it was broken.

The martial arts legend froze, then took a step back as if frightened.

The silver-haired girl followed closely.

The expressionless girl stretched out her hand, and gently clenched her fair palm in the air, holding a strand of long silver-white hair in her hand. The hair came from a whale fisherman, and it was exactly the same as Yaoguang's hair, slightly intertwined in the wind.

So the girl opened her mouth and stared at the silver-haired man in front of her:
"How should I call you?"

(End of this chapter)