I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 155 The Six Bloodlines Will Also Die
"Chen Zhian, do you know what you are talking about?"

Lu Haihui's eyes became even colder: "The Great Ancestor of Dayu led the six surnames of Dayu and many noble families to rise up together and conquer such a vast territory in the troubled times.

Without the blood of the noble family and the sacrifices made by the noble family, how could there be the Great Yu of today?"

"The blood of aristocratic families is naturally noble and superior to the rest of the world... Chen Zhian, you don't know this, no wonder you think Yun Ting shouldn't die."

His words seemed to bring out the bloody reality: "If lowly people attempt to kill noble people and replace them, how can the world not be in chaos when the order of heaven is lost?
If there were no aristocratic families in the world to run their businesses, how could Dayu prosper?

If there were no noble families in the world to hone their supernatural powers, develop their divine skills, and refine elixirs, Dayu's martial arts would have stagnated.

If there were no aristocratic families to maintain order in the world, I wonder how many people’s lives would be cut off.

Chen Zhian, I, Dayu Ren, was born and raised by an aristocratic family. My food, clothing, shelter and transportation were all blessed by the court and the aristocratic family. But now you think that the blood of an aristocratic family is not noble. Do you think the royal blood is noble or not?"

Lu Haihui's tone was cold, his eyes were like blazing fire, and his expression was stern.

Chen Zhian's expression remained unchanged: "I know there is no fairness in the world, but... countless termites have drunk their fill of blood and eaten their fill of flesh, yet they feel that they are noble and look down on ordinary people. This is disgusting.

Master Lu, you said that General Yun Ting is a lowly person, but a lowly person only has a sword and a horse. If he brings twenty or thirty equally lowly people with him, he can go up the mountain and chop off the head of a noble person.

Then let me ask you... Where is your nobility?"

“Let me ask you again, although my mother was born in the Li family, I have never received any favor or instruction from the aristocratic family since I was a child.

I have lived in Southern Jiangsu since I was a child. My father does not have the blood of an aristocratic family, but with my father's careful upbringing, I have grown into a unique physique. No one in the Li family can match me.

Even though you two Master Lu, you are from the Shangyuan Lu family, one of the six families in Dayu.

You have the blood of six surnames flowing in your body, have been taught by famous teachers since childhood, have many exquisite inheritances, and have countless resources for cultivation.

So... do you dare anyone to say in front of me that your bloodline is naturally noble?"

Chen Zhian sat there and asked what this was. His tone was calm and his breath was normal, but there was no aura flowing from him.

He sat casually in front of the desk, but spoke in an extremely arrogant manner, his eyes scanning not only the two Master Lu, but even looking at the young men and women on the countless pavilions in the distance.

Lu Shengxuan looked up and remained silent.

Lu Haihui's face was as cold as a stone: "Chen Zhian, you have just started, and there is a long way to go. But you are so arrogant now. Don't you know... there are many geniuses in this world, but only a few of them can survive and grow up."

"Your talent is just ordinary for the six surnames of Dayu... The real figures of the six surnames see what you do as nothing more than a child playing around. You are not worthy of being on the stage and will never amount to anything..."

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Zhaofu arrived in the distance. A long procession of carriages and horses raised bright yellow flags, and armored men led the way. The imperial chariot pulled by dragon horses slowly moved towards them.

The crowd stopped debating.

He stood up together with Qin Wenzhuo and Lu Qinghe, bowed and saluted the emperor.

The carriage drove into the North City Gardens, and the huge Wangxing Palace began to glow.

Just a quarter of an hour later, on the seventeenth floor of the Wangxing Palace, a eunuch in purple suddenly came with a whisk in his hand and waved it gently.

Lu Shengxuan raised his head, his eyes gradually became firm. He stood up, walked to the center of Panchi Terrace, and saluted to the Wangxing Palace.

Then he slowly drew out the long sword behind him.

The long sword on his back was the Dunan sword.

When the sword shone with brilliance, awe-inspiring spirit burst out from him, and the tangible sword intent rose into the air, clanging, just like heavy rain from the sky.

In the North City Gardens, countless people were staring at the Panchi Terrace.

Chen Zhian took a quick glance and saw many familiar faces.

He saw Si Hougui, Si Yao and Si Chiqiong from the Si family looking here, and Li Qingran from the Li family... and even Li Fushu, who had been seriously injured by Chen Zhian before, also standing on a high place in the pavilion, looking at Panchi Terrace.

Even the Grand Secretary Yu Feng of Guiyunshi, led by Shen Haohao and several others, looked here.

Shen Haohao saw Chen Zhian's gaze coming over and waved at him from afar.

Chen Zhian looked up again.

But I saw many familiar faces on the 16th floor.

He saw Li Zhuqiu and his son Li Bodu at the railing, as well as Vice Minister of War Chu Muye, Vice Minister of Rites Tao Yuqing, and several university scholars headed by Ji Lao, all looking at this place.

Holding famous weapons handed down from generation to generation, the sword duel is not only a matter of life and death for Yun Ting, but also a confrontation between Qin Wenzhuo and Shangyuan Lu.

So Chen Zhian even saw two figures in black clothes standing on the seventeenth floor where Emperor Zhaofu was. They were Duke Anguo and the current imperial teacher.

This fight was more grand and spectacular than he had imagined.

"Did you see it?" Qin Wenzhuo suddenly asked him.

"What did you see?" Chen Zhian asked.

“With so many people coming, only a few hope that Luanxiu will win. Most of them want to see me fail.

Because I betrayed my origins, and because they, like the younger generation of the Lu family, deeply felt that the blood of aristocratic families is inherently noble and must not die at the hands of ordinary people.

Even if that ordinary person is a general of the dynasty, even if the person whose head was chopped off is a man-eating demon. "

Qin Wenzhuo answered slowly: "It is too difficult for ordinary people to produce a Yun Ting, a Chen Zhian, a Zheng Xuanze, a Lu Zhujun, and a Bai Jian.

But they are trying to cover up the truth and call black white... Chen Zhian, no matter whether you can win today or not, don't be afraid.

They will definitely want to take advantage of the chaos to kill you, but with me here, even if you fail, you won’t die.”

Chen Zhi listened quietly.

At this time, Lu Shengxuan was holding the Dunan sword in his hand. The sword was shining brightly, and it was dazzling and magnificent even in the daytime.

He looked at Lu Zhujun.

Lu Haihui glanced at Lu Zhujun, with murderous intent still hidden in his eyes, and looked at Chen Zhian.

When Lu Shengxuan faced off against Lu Zhujun, he was inferior to Lu Zhujun in both inherited sword skills and talent.

Chen Zhian, however, placed his life on the success or failure of others...

"Idiot." Lu Haihui spoke silently when he saw Chen Zhian looking at him.

Chen Zhian sat there, but suddenly smiled and said without hiding anything: "You said that I usually just played small tricks, and in the eyes of the six surnames, it was just a child's play.

But I know that in order to kill Yun Ting, Shangyuan Lu paid for several mines, several positions, and a famous sword passed down from generation to generation."

His voice was soft, but it was heard by Lu Qinghe, Lu Haihui, and even many people in the surrounding buildings.

then……

In the surprised eyes of many people.

Chen Zhian stood up.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out a long sword from the void.

The long sword was cold and the sword energy was overwhelming. The heavy aura was wrapped in heavy air currents and lingered on it.

"Ok?"

Lu Haihui's pupils contracted, and there was an uproar on the buildings.

Wei Lingyu, Xie You, Wang Zhiwei and others even stood up and looked towards the Panchi Terrace that they were very familiar with.

Lu Shengxuan, who was standing in the center of the platform, also had a drastic change of expression and looked intently at Chen Zhian.

Suddenly, this northern garden became noisy.

Countless people looked at the suspicious young man.

Then they saw that the young man was not joking. He held a long sword in his hand, saluted Qin Wenzhuo, and stepped into the center of the platform.

Standing facing Lu Shengxuan of the Lu family.

On the top of the tall building, Li Zhuqiu and Li Bodu had already propped up the railing at some point, leaned their heads out, and looked towards the Panchi Terrace!
Lu Haihui seemed to have not reacted yet.

After two or three breaths, he suddenly stood up! "How can I fight against Lu Shengxuan at the first level of Xiantian?" He kept thinking in his mind, but couldn't figure it out. However, he felt that Chen Zhian probably wouldn't come here on purpose to die.

The purple-robed eunuch on the seventeenth floor of Wangxing Palace has turned around to report.

Lu Shengxuan looked at Chen Zhian with complicated eyes.

Chen Zhian's expression remained unchanged. Suddenly, he heard a divine aura plucking the void, making a sound. He thought about it and also sensed a divine aura.

When the two divine auras collided, he heard a sentence: "You are right, my brother does not dare to draw out my Snow Sword in front of me."

Chen Zhian said nothing.

Lu Shengxuan gritted his teeth and said, "Besides that, I practiced martial arts with a sword and cultivated my magical powers. My sword energy accidentally captured the divine essence of Brother Haihui, and I discovered in it..."

He hesitated.

Chen Zhian smiled slightly and said, "You have noticed something, but you still came here with a sword, wanting to kill Yun Ting and avenge yourself."

Lu Shengxuan took a deep breath: "I don't have time to investigate carefully..."

"Then I will tell you, your father practiced evil techniques in the Ku Lao Mountain Villa. He taught the common people in Guanzhong the secret manuals of evil techniques and then ate them to improve his cultivation.

There were more than 1,200 households and 5,000 to 6,000 people in Linjiaguan. In just two years, he had eaten more than 4,000 people.

To this end, he used evil magic to trap the Suolin family and eat people in peace! However, he was discovered by General Yun Ting.

General Yun Ting learned the truth and worked hard for another half a year, but the remaining 400 households were killed by your father...your brother..."

"Shut up!" Lu Shengxuan stopped communicating with his spiritual power and shouted loudly.

His eyes were filled with fear, but his gaze was extremely firm, and his divine aura flowed again: "Chen Zhian, you are not allowed to slander my late father!"

Chen Zhian had a blank expression on his face: "You can still give up holding the sword now, you can give Yun Ting justice, you can give the world peace."

Lu Shengxuan panted, his eyes gradually getting colder and colder: "Chen Zhian, you are trying to confuse me with your words!"

Chen Zhian stopped talking.

He looked up towards Wangxing Palace and saw the Duke of Anguo and the Imperial Preceptor also looking at him.

The two of them looked at each other differently. Duke Anguo's eyes were cold, but the Imperial Preceptor seemed to be very interested.

Beside these two real big shots, the purple-robed eunuch slowly walked out again: "The duel has begun. The saint has ordered... After this battle, no matter whether it is life or death, no private revenge can be taken. This matter ends here."

The entire North City seemed to have become quiet.

Countless people's eyes were fixed on this platform.

"Your heart is already in disarray. The sound of the Du Nan sword is a sign of dissatisfaction with you... Lu Shengxuan, you came to find me today and you still have some good thoughts in your heart. I will give you another chance."

Chen Zhian flew out with great spirit.

What responded to Chen Zhian was the low hum of the long sword in Lu Shengxuan's hand!
But only saw!
A sword light burst out from his hand, and the thick innate true energy gushed out in an instant, like a falling star, bringing up heavy flames.

What followed was the overwhelming and omnipresent sword intent!
The sword intent soared into the sky, crossing the sky. On the vast Panchi platform, there seemed to be thunder and heavy rain.

The rolling sword light poured down like a vast ocean!
On the seventeenth floor of the Wangxing Palace, the eunuch in purple suddenly waved his whisk, and many transparent silk threads flew in from the void, completely locking the Panchi Platform. The diffuse sword light fell on the silk threads and instantly disappeared without a trace.

Lu Qinghe and Qin Wenzhuo also had their true energy bursting out from their bodies, protecting the people around them.

As for the other people in the pavilion...

Lu Shengxuan's sword was so mysterious. It was mixed with sword intent, several magical powers, and the sharp sword light of Du Nan's long sword.

The sword energy went straight forward, as if it was going to cut through the clouds in the sky.

What realm is Chen Zhian at? He has just stepped into the innate realm!

How can a person of the first level of innateness be able to block such sword intent, let alone contend with it?

but……

When Chen Zhian saw the sword lights all over the sky, disappointment suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Your mind is in disarray, and you can't even unleash half of the power of the Du Nan Sword..."

With this disappointed look on his face, he suddenly threw the Luanxiu sword in his hand!
A strong wind suddenly came! Clouds suddenly rose.

There was a ray of sword light, just like a sword shot out by the monarch in the clouds.

The sword came from the sky.

Twelve divine auras, carrying with them inch by inch of thick true essence, fell on it.

The magical power of the Heavenly Drum burst forth, emitting an astonishing thunderous sound.

The sword intent of Yun Zhongjun is matched with the Nine Heavens magical power.

The Luanxiu sword made a series of clanging sounds, as if expressing its surprise.

The cloud flow was cut apart, and a long sword came from the sky, emitting a dazzling cold light and dancing with afterimages all over the sky.

The sword light flickered like a real dragon swallowing up clouds, causing a large amount of lightning.

This sword is too amazing.

An unimaginable spirit flows through it.

The extremely high sword energy rushed straight up into the clouds.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

"Lord Yunzhong of Floating Sword Mountain's sword intention?"

"This Luanxiu long sword is a famous sword handed down from ancient times. Why are you so happy that Chen Zhian is in control of it?"

……

Many nobles, generals, and countless monks around were all feeling the same doubt.

And Luanxiu's long sword had already fallen, carrying thunder and clouds, colliding with Lu Shengxuan's sword light.

"If you are determined and don't lose your original intention, you can be as powerful as me in Dunan."

"But now... I am holding Luanxiu, and you are no longer my opponent."

Chen Zhian's thoughts moved slightly.

Then, in the astonished eyes of countless people...

The flying sword seemed to be rushing from the sky, driving the clouds and seemed to cut everything into pieces!
The result is...

Chen Zhian's sword did indeed cut everything into pieces.

All sword lights and sword intentions.

All supernatural powers.

All the heavy true energy was cut apart by the sword.

Lu Qinghe's pupils moved slightly, and his aura became vigorous. He was about to make a move, but suddenly he sensed that Qin Wenzhuo, who was also on the stage, was filled with fighting spirit.

His long hair was flying, and he was staring coldly at him amidst the countless sword lights, as if there was a sea of blood behind him!
Lu Qinghe hesitated for a moment.

then……

Luanxiu fell down, cut off everything, and stabbed into Lu Shengxuan's neck. The terrifying sword intent fell into his internal organs, shattering everything in his body, shattering his true essence, and shattering his Yuanguan.

Dunan's sword fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Lu Shengxuan fell to the ground with his eyes wide open and mouth open. Even the blood in his body was evaporated by Chen Zhian's sword intent!
This genius mentioned on the Young Tiger Monument, the direct descendant of the six surnames of Dayu, died here, a clean and neat death.

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