The BE of the anime turned into a HE

Xiao Se raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Mr. Luo, please perform the last move! There is no need to waste time."

Luo Qingyang snorted coldly, not knowing how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, "Then it's as you wish."

Jiuge raised his sword, and the sword energy was sad and mournful, as if countless soldiers were helpless, unwilling and sad in the face of a powerful enemy.

The ninth style with great momentum: National Martyrdom.

Even the people around me were all sad. They felt their eyes were sore and couldn't help but want to cry.

Xiao Se, who was at the center of the sword, felt even greater pressure.

Yan Zhantian stared at the sword blankly, his eyes full of unwillingness, "It was this sword that made me lose. The sadness is everywhere, it can be called a peerless sword."

Xiao Se tightly grasped the sword in his hand, with a cold expression on his face, "What desolation? I will let you feel the power of God's will. There is no hope for life in a desperate situation. Everywhere you go is a dead zone."

"Come on, Dragon Shock again."

The two sword energies collided with each other, and Xiao Se flew backwards. He gathered the Bagua formation in his hand and barely managed to stabilize his body.

Luo Qingyang slowly walked towards Xiao Se and sneered, "How many dragons do you have left? I will kill them, and this game should be over."

Xiao Se's eyes were full of frost, and he slowly stood up, "You old man, you just practiced for a few more years, I really give you face."

Then he raised his hand and a golden Bagua formation flew towards Luo Qingyang, but was shattered by Luo Qingyang's sword.

Wuxin's deep eyes were full of worry. Xiao Se had just entered the half-step spiritual realm, and it was still a stretch for him to face Luo Qingyang, who had been in the half-step spiritual realm for more than ten years.

"Damn it, why is my Bagua Formation so weak and Mo Yi so powerful?" Xiao Se cursed in a low voice, raised his sword to block, and was knocked away.

It hit the nearest attic and fell down again.

Luo Qingyang roared loudly: "I am the sword fairy Luo Qingyang, I want to ask the sword, who dares not to obey."

The words, accompanied by deep inner strength, resounded throughout the entire Apocalypse.

But what more people noticed was the strong murderous intent. It was obvious that Luo Qingyang wanted to kill Xiao Se.

And in the deep palace, a woman in beautiful palace clothes smiled gently, "My senior brother is here."

But then, a louder voice rang out, "I don't accept it."

Xiao Se supported himself with the sword and stood up. His blue clothes were stained with blood and there was a trace of blood on his fair cheek, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"I, Xiao Se, don't accept it. What can you do about it?"

Luo Qingyang raised his eyes, took a look, and walked forward quickly without saying a word.

Xiao Se said in a low voice, "I am the Xiao royal family, how can we allow an old man like you to overstep your boundaries?"

The Sky-Slashing Sword in his hand danced wildly, startling dragons one after another, and dragon roars continuously, accompanied by all the skills that Xiao Se had learned in his life, gathered together and attacked Luo Qingyang madly.

Luo Qingyang was actually frightened by Xiao Se for a moment, and was pushed back a few steps, with several scars on his body.

The two exchanged dozens of swords, and for a moment Xiao Se was actually in the upper hand.

This result shocked everyone around. They stared in amazement and subconsciously rubbed their eyes, fearing that they were dazzled.

But Luo Qingyang quickly reacted and regained his sword power.

Xiao Se was knocked back by the last blow. He half-knelt with his sword, spat out a mouthful of blood, and smiled bitterly, "It was really a bit of a stretch."

Xiao Yu threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and it broke into pieces. "Kill Xiao Se, and everything will be over."

Su Changhe's clothes moved slightly, and before he went downstairs, he saw two people downstairs in the teahouse, Yan Zhantian and Lan Yuehou.

Lan Yuehou walked up slowly, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, "Xiao Yu, a man who knows the times is a hero, do you understand?"

"Uncle, I understand." Xiao Yu responded unwillingly with a fake smile on his face.

A middle-aged man hiding in the crowd sighed, took out a pill and was about to swallow it. After taking this pill, his martial arts would return to its peak.

But he will die.

Ji Ruofeng looked in the direction of Xiao Se. How could his disciple be bullied by others? He would keep Xiao Se safe even if he died.

At this moment, a long stick appeared in front of him. Before he could react, it was about to knock him away, and then with a swing, it smashed the pill into pieces.

"Father." Ji Xue put away the long stick, "Mr. Xin of Medicine King Valley told me about your secret escape from the valley a long time ago, so you should give up the idea of ​​trying to stand out!"

Ji Ruofeng sighed and said nothing.

Ji Xue said seriously, "Your disciple has grown up. You don't need to stand up for him anymore. He has many friends around him who will protect him."

Wu Xin, Lei Wujie and others were always ready. If Xiao Se was defeated, they would do their best to rescue Xiao Se and take him away.

Xiao Se stood up reluctantly, his eyes sharp, "I still have one sword, please die."

A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and endless murderous intent and hostility gathered into a golden dragon, which flew away at a high speed accompanied by thunder.

Luo Qingyang smiled. One sword eventually led to the withering of thousands of bones. Countless soldiers sang sad songs, and sadness spread everywhere. "National mourning."

The sword was swung to decide life and death, the wind stopped, the rolling thunder disappeared, and heavy rain poured down.

"I didn't see it clearly, what was it?" Xiao Lingchen rubbed his eyes, wanting to know an answer, and then looked at Ling Xi beside him, but Wei Lingxi only had eyes for the sword and didn't care about him.

Ji Ruofeng smiled proudly, Ji Xue also smiled, and Tang Lian held the hidden weapon tightly in his hand, ready to use it at any time.

Lei Wujie shouted, "Xiao Se, good sword, you deceived me so badly, remember to teach me."

Xiao Lingchen glanced at Lei Wujie irritably, "How dare you learn this? Aren't you afraid that everyone in the world will kill you?"

Lei Wujie immediately reacted when he heard this. It seemed that as an outsider, he could not learn the exclusive sword technique of the Xiao royal family.

Even if he learns it, if other people find out, they will chase him for it every day, and they might even chop him to pieces.

Xiao Se supported his body with the sword, exhausted the last bit of his energy, and felt weak all over.

Everyone looked at Luo Qingyang. If anyone saw the sword clearly, they would know that it was the national martyr who was killed by Jinglong.

Only Wuxin's expression changed drastically, "Not good."

Luo Qingyang stood in the wind and rain, not looking defeated, but like an immortal, "Thank you for this sword, I am in a trance."

Xiao Se: “….”

Yan Zhantian said enviously, "It's really a wandering dream."

Ji Ruofeng didn't know what to say immediately, "This... my luck is too bad."

Lan Yuehou's eyes were filled with sorrow. "Who can stop him?"

Xiao Se stood up leaning on his sword and cursed, "What bad luck! This allowed the old man to break through!"

"I have a sword that will send you to the west." Luo Qingyang raised his sword and slashed out.

Xiao Se raised his sword and rushed forward, "Bah! You die first!"

Tian Zhan flashed a red light and actually blocked the sword, but at that moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Luo Qingyang raised his sword and stabbed forward, determined to kill Xiao Se.

But then a white figure put his arms around Xiao Se's waist, held him in his arms, and raised his palm to face Luo Qingyang's sword.

The two of them each took three steps back.

Wu Xin looked at the person in his arms nervously, "Are you okay?"

Xiao Se shook his head and said weakly, "It's okay, but I don't have any strength at all."

Luo Qingyang glanced at his numb hands and said, "Get out of the way. I won't kill innocent people."

Wu Xin injected some of his inner strength into Xiao Se and sneered, "When you were at your best, I was indeed no match for you, but Mr. Luo, you are injured."

"And, there are us." Lei Wujie drew out the sword from his waist and slashed towards Luo Qingyang at an extremely fast speed.

A stick and a gun followed closely behind.

Luo Qingyang's momentum suddenly increased and he repelled several people. Before he could even open his mouth, five Yama Letters came towards him. His face changed drastically and he retreated quickly.

"Tang Sect's Yama Post, Snow Moon City, Bai Xiao Hall, Jian Xin Tomb."

Tang Lian clasped his fists and saluted, "The Four Guardians of Apocalypse, the North, Tang Lian."

Sikong Qianluo waved the spear in his hand, "The Four Guardians of Apocalypse, the southern position, Sikong Qianluo."

Ji Xue said coldly: "The Four Guardians of Apocalypse, Western Position, Ji Xue."

Lei Wujie raised his sword and saluted, "The Four Guardians of Apocalypse, the East, is Lei Wujie."

Luo Qingyang pondered for a moment, then sneered, "I thought it would be a fair fight."

"You..." Lei Wujie was about to speak when he felt someone holding his shoulder. He turned around and saw Wuxin, who was full of murderous intent.

"You take him away first. He is seriously injured and needs to be treated as soon as possible."

Wuxin handed the unconscious Xiao Se to Lei Wujie and tidied up Xiao Se's hair.

Seeing this, Lei Wujie also knew that Xiao Se's situation was urgent, so he gritted his teeth, hugged Xiao Se and left quickly.

Ji Xue and Sikong Qianluo also left. Tang Lian stepped forward and patted Wuxin on the shoulder, "Be careful."

Then he secretly handed the hidden weapon to Wuxin and turned away.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu's eyes were full of resentment. He hinted to Su Changhe with his eyes, and the two of them prepared to leave.

Lan Yuehou looked at Xiao Yu with a smile, "Stay with me for a while longer, isn't it not over yet?"

Xiao Yu clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, hesitated for a while, and finally sat down obediently.

Wu Xin sneered, "Mr. Luo, it's one-on-one now, it's fair."

Luo Qingyang looked at the young man in white in front of him. He was incredibly handsome, but he gave him a very dangerous feeling.

At this moment, a bright red spot appeared on Luo Qingyang's chest and continued to spread.

Ji Ruofeng immediately realized that something was wrong, "This Luo Qingyang is in a very abnormal state."

Wu Xin seemed to have anticipated this, "Mr. Luo, now is the time for you to make a choice. If you fight me, you won't be able to take that person away today."

Luo Qingyang pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned around and threw the Jiuge sword in his hand towards the direction of the imperial palace.

Lan Yuehou's face turned pale immediately, "Stop the sword."

Countless guards drew their swords, but it was of no avail as the swords went straight towards the palace.

In the palace, as the sword approached the emperor's bedroom, a huge Bagua formation collided with the Jiuge sword.

Qi Tianchen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and roared, "Go back."

As soon as the words fell, Jiuge Sword was knocked back.

The emperor in the bedroom suddenly vomited black. The eunuch beside him saw this and shouted, "Your Majesty, he has passed away."

He ran and shouted, and the news spread quickly from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

Yuan Changqing rushed in quickly, "What's going on?"

Hua Jin calmly gave the acupuncture, "It's poisoning, your majesty is not dead yet."

Then he thought of something, "This man knew that she would treat it this way, so he did this. He wanted Your Majesty to die at this time."

Yuan Changqing didn't care about that and killed the person who spread the rumor. He also captured a eunuch and said, "Go. Tell everyone that His Majesty is not dead."

“Yes… yes.”

The entrance to the palace.

Luo Qingyang raised his hand and grasped the Jiuge Sword, sighing, "Forget it."

But at this moment, a servant rushed out and shouted: "Your Majesty, he was assassinated and died."

Marquis Lan Yue killed the man with a single blow and went towards the palace without saying a word.

Luo Qingyang looked towards the teahouse in confusion, only to see that Xiao Yu had left at some point in time.

He murmured softly, "Yu'er."

At this moment, he felt his mind begin to blur and his eyes were full of blood. Was it a backlash? He had to take his sister away as soon as possible.

He then calmed himself down, drew his sword and attacked the guards.

Xiao Chong slammed the table in front of him and smashed it. "What did that person say? It was Luo Qingyang's sword."

"It's not that sword. That sword was stopped by the Imperial Master." Yan Zhantian came over very quickly, "Chong'er, let's go quickly, go back to Prince Bai's Mansion, and have someone go into the palace to investigate."

"Luo Qingyang is probably possessed and has lost his mind. He will kill everyone here."

Seeing this, Wu Xin did not leave immediately, but looked at the crazy Luo Qingyang. If he left, all these guards would die here.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward to stop Luo Qingyang.

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded, "Senior Brother."

When Wuxin saw the white figure coming at a very fast speed, he knew it was Concubine Xuan. A strange look flashed across his eyes, and then he turned and left.

Luo Qingyang looked at the figure and slowly regained consciousness, "Junior sister, I'm here."

He then spat out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground. Upon seeing this, Concubine Xuan hurriedly took him away.

At this time in the Apocalypse City, flames shot up into the sky, and people came from nowhere and killed everyone they saw, causing chaos.

The Jingzhao Yinfu sent people out to suppress the rebellion, but they were too powerful to be suppressed.

Yongan Palace.

Ye Ruoyi heard the shocking news from the housekeeper, her eyes were full of anger, "Plotting rebellion, how audacious."

"It's the Red Prince's Palace." Lei Wujie said affirmatively.

Tang Lian looked towards the closed room, "Everything of this was planned by Xiao Yubu. Now that Tianqi is in chaos and His Majesty has passed away, this is a good opportunity to seize the throne."

"Your Majesty, he is not dead." A voice came, and Wuxin landed in the yard at a very fast speed, "Quickly seal off the Yong'an Palace and no one is allowed to enter or leave."

Ye Ruoyi hurried forward and asked, "What's going on outside?"

"Most of the Imperial Guards and Tiger Soldiers are in the palace to protect the emperor's safety. Deadpool, Medicine Man, and the people from Dark River are causing chaos in Apocalypse, and the people from Jingzhao Yin can't stop them." Wuxin said.

Ye Ruoyi said coldly: "The Red King will definitely come to kill Xiao Se, we just need to wait for him here."

The Red King's Palace.

Xiao Yu looked at the flames rising to the sky excitedly, "All the damned people will die in this riot. The Luoyang army is already on the way. By then, I will ascend the throne and achieve hegemony."

"Should we kill the second brother first, or the sixth brother?"

"Forget it, let's go kill my good Sixth Brother first! After all, he is so outstanding that it is against the will of heaven."