I have nothing but luck

Ji Huang laughed.

He smiled like a winner, [-]% complacent and presumptuous, but the hand that squeezed the armrest of the dragon chair until the knuckles were slightly white revealed a little bit of his inner thoughts.

What people like Ji Huang are most afraid of is not staying dormant for a while.

If you stay dormant, at least you will have the thought of a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss and soaring for nine days.

And those who have already soared in the sky cannot accept being knocked down and returning to their original form.

For example, the death of Emperor Huai 18 years ago brought about a terrible change in Ji Huang's life.

But he, Ji Huang, is no longer the ignorant child who could only accept it 18 years ago but was unable to recover.

He holds half of the dragon and tiger formation in the imperial palace, and half of the world in Kyushu.

This kind of understanding gave Ji Huang the courage to straighten his waist, and arrogantly imitated: "Why don't you resign as the Holy Queen and save yourself a face?"

Empress Jiang sneered, her attitude was tough, and she didn't retreat half a step: "The sage has arrived outside the palace, and Alan came with the Zhenxi Army non-stop, plus Xie Guiyuan's Guiyuan Army and Fengling City, does Your Majesty really think that Can a mere large formation be defended?"

She was poking Ji Huang's sore foot.

It was precisely because of those well-known figures in Kyushu that Ji Huang was restrained and did not dare to do anything to Xie Rongjiao. He only wanted to get what he and Mo Luo asked for as soon as possible.

After the national teacher who turned out to step in and take away Xie Rongjiao, another Jiang Empress who he couldn't move came again.

Obviously the strength he held in his hand was enough to crush two people to death like pinching ants——

There was a hint of crazy scarlet in the eyes, and the white color on the lips made Ji Huang's face slightly distorted.

Empress Jiang raised her chin slightly, and the flowers and leaves of the twelve trees trembled slightly, covering her proud face with a layer of unstoppable pearl: "Since Your Majesty refuses to give me an answer, I will wait here until the ministers have an audience with His Majesty." time."

This day and night is enough to do a lot of things, at least for everyone in Fazong.

The Mahayana elders guarding the middle of the mountain to intercept Fang Linhe and Shen Xi knew that she had entered the Mahayana when they saw Yu Yingqiu make a move.

No matter how surprised and unwilling he was, the Elder Fazong moved sideways out of the ground out of consideration for his own life.

The situation was urgent, Yu Yingqiu didn't care about arguing with the elders one by one: "Brother Shen and Brother Fang come with me, I will make a note of this person, it won't be too late to settle accounts after autumn."

She didn't need to mention more, Fang Linhe's figure leaped far ahead of Yu Yingqiu.

Shen Xi then raised his breath to catch up, and the college uniforms of the academy students fluttered like the tail feathers of a flying crane stretched in the wind.

Still wanting to persuade Yu Yingqiu wisely to shut up: ""

Everyone is gone, please give me some advice.

Although Yu Yingqiu was one step behind the three of them, she had the highest cultivation level, the most accumulation, and was uninjured.

She saw the suzerain of Fazong beating the familiar chessboard in the familiar pavilion on the top of the mountain.

The only thing he was not familiar with was that the chessboard contained formations, which turned out to be a game of four heavenly and human realm powerhouses fighting for their lives.

If it weren't for the aura fluctuations caused by Yuyingqiu's lotus print on the top of the mountain, it would be difficult for the master of Fazong, who was so engrossed in the formation chessboard, to notice Yuyingqiu's arrival.

Yu Yingqiu only held a lotus flower on her fingertips.

But it seems to be holding the whole avenue full of the truth of life and death, and the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Since she has entered the Mahayana, the lotus seal in her palm is certainly not the same as when she was in the Buddhist sect.

If you want to win for a moment, you can't be distracted on the chessboard. The life of the late Fazong suzerain is very easy.

This might not be the reason why the suzerain of Fazong did not hesitate to go out of the strong to guard the way up the main peak.

"Yingqiu, I'm here to carry on Master's last wish and for Fazong's good." Even though Yu Yingqiu held her hand on her neck, Fazong's patriarch still spoke calmly.

It's a pity that the suzerain of Fazong was interrupted roughly by Yu Yingqiu before he had time to show off his eloquent kung fu.

Her breathing was slightly short, the corners of her eyes were red, and she looked like she could kill someone at any time, she couldn't match Fairy Zong's demure and soft beauty: "Fart!"

"What is Master's last wish? Yes, it is Fazong, so what is Fazong? You regard the predecessors of Fazong who went to the northern wilderness for countless generations to build a line of defense for the exorcism of demon corpses in the wild. What?"

The master of Fazong realized that the trend of the topic was not good, and wanted to stop Yu Yingqiu's conversation several times, and used skeptical countermeasures to recall her childhood, but Yu Yingqiu turned a blind eye and continued to talk.

Her words are strong and her sentences are clear: "Fazong is not you, not this main peak, not the land under your feet and the people who live on it——

It is the same thing that countless generations of Fazong disciples are willing to swear to die and protect. "

After finishing speaking, her seal fingers no longer trembled barely noticeably.

Yu Yingqiu's fingertips slowly pushed out a distance of one inch, and the lotus seal just entered the heart and lungs of the suzerain of Fazong.

The method of death of Master Fazong was exactly the same as that of Elder Yu. Both of them were infiltrated into the heart, lungs and spiritual veins by the lotus seal, their eyes were wide open, and they vomited blood to death.

It's the exact opposite meaning.

A teardrop rolled down from Yu Yingqiu's eye socket.

She raised her hand and wiped it heavily with the back of her hand.

From now on, there will be no such young and carefree Fazong in Kyushu, living in the praises of Fazong, who is praised as the holy land of tomorrow, and the only genius Yu Yingqiu who is hopeful for rejuvenation.

Some of them personally commit crimes and kill fellow sect brothers and elders, with brutal and resolute methods, carrying on their shoulders the Jade Sect Master of the precarious sect who walks to the edge of the dangerous cliff.

But no regrets.

In response to the sound of Fazong's body falling to the ground, Fang Linhe and Shen Xi rushed over.

The life and death of the dean and the ancestor of Jianmen were uncertain in the battle. In this situation, none of the three dared to say a word.

Yu Yingqiu pointed to the chessboard on the table, and spoke very quickly: "It's the formation set up by my senior brother. If you want to save the principal and the ancestors, you must personally enter the formation and defeat Xie Tingbai."

How easy is it to beat Xie Tingbai?

The difference between Mahayana and heaven and man can be easily dispelled by a mere genius name?

Besides, Xie Tingbai is the most holy celestial being.

It is a desperate battle with almost no hope in sight.

But Yu Yingqiu had to go to this dead end, to win this battle that she was not sure about but could not afford to lose.

Shen Xi and Fang Linhe looked at each other, and quickly made a decision: "Brother Fang and I are here waiting for Fairy Yu to come back together."

It was waiting for Yu Yingqiu to come back.

If Yuying Qiusheng, bring the dean and the ancestor of Jianmen together, all parties will be happy and have a happy reunion.

If Yu Yingqiu dies, they will die together.

The cultivation base is not enough, but the mind cannot be dishonest.

Yu Yingqiu raised her sleeve and slammed the chessboard hard, as if she wanted to vent all the suffocation on the chessboard.

It was such a smashing effort, a woman in red with a phoenix feather and a cloak and a treasured sword came from the foot of the mountain in a hurry, her majesty was like a thousand troops, and she couldn't help but submit to her.

Beauty and complexion are second.

The dark sky followed Xie Ronghua's approach as if a streak of light flashed across it, and the bright red cloak frowned on gold ignited the darkness, like a round of tomorrow slowly rising.

It will be daylight.

The national teacher looked at the gradually brightening sky, raised his head and smiled silently.

He had done what he had to do.

He deserved to live too long.

What follows is yours.

The young people of this generation were forced to hand over the heavy burden early, and if they failed to shoulder the burden, what they would face would not be the beating and scolding of their parents, but the great disaster of the entire Kyushu.

Great power comes out of great chaos, and heavy work has heavy rewards.

The national teacher wore a sword around his waist that was so polished that it could almost clearly reflect the hair of a person.

He walked out of his residence in the morning light.

The sunlight stretched the shadow of the national teacher very long.

But after all, he was walking forward, and as he walked, he couldn't cover Xie Rongjiao who was gradually calming down behind him.

That day was recorded in all the annals of history, large and small.

After a lapse of 200 years, the national teacher once again entered the court with a sword.

After counting the emperor's sins one by one, he drew his sword and killed the emperor Ji Huang.