Tian Yan 49

The atmosphere in the Heavenly Emperor's Hall seemed to freeze after Ji Xuan said those words. Before Fusang could taste anything from these words, a golden light suddenly lit up in the empty hall.Fusang took a step back, the golden light outlined the lines of the formation from the ground under his feet, and before he could react, several chains were born in the formation, wrapping around Fusang's body, and then tightened.Fusang was caught off guard and bound, took a staggered step, and was pulled heavily to his knees on the ground.

Fusang struggled subconsciously, trying to stand up, but the chains became even tighter, almost piercing his bones.Fusang couldn't break free, his bones made an overwhelmed sound, the pain of the fracture made him look at Ji Xuan in disbelief, and blurted out in a daze: "Ah Xuan...?"

Ji Xuan was originally indifferent, but her pupils shrank when she heard these two words, her cold expression could not be restrained, and she hurriedly turned her head away.

There are 33 god-killing arrays in the Tiandi Hall, covering the entire Tiandi Hall.Now the formations on the ground were nested layer by layer brightly, and the golden light enveloped the two people in the center, coating them with an equally bright golden color.

It's just that one of them is the sacrifice of the formation, and the other is the emperor of the world.

The formation drew away Fusang's power little by little, and Fusang just stared at Ji Xuan without speaking.After a long while, he lowered his head, smiled desolately, and said in a low voice, "Ji Xuan, why do you never think of some gentle methods?"

Ji Xuan hesitated to speak, but suddenly shouted urgently at the entrance of the hall: "Stop him!"

The sword light smashed open the hall door like a tide, and the hijab pressed into the hall like a tsunami, extinguishing a formation that was not yet lit.

Ji Xuan's eyes darkened, and she raised her hand to press the person's back.The visitor turned his back on Ji Xuan, and he couldn't dodge the palm no matter how quickly, another sword suddenly appeared behind this person, and Ji Xuan's palm pressed on the sword, making a dull "dang" sound.

The man staggered a step forward, but only helped Fusang up on his own, Ji Xuan's other palm was filled with anger and took a photo, Fusang suddenly raised his hand, and met Ji Xuan.

Fusang could not be the match of the Emperor of Heaven. Ji Xuan subconsciously withdrew her strength, and an invisible shock wave overflowed from the palms of the two. Fusang and the visitor retreated from the center of the formation with their strength. for a moment.

Ji Xuan was about to make a move, but Fusang sternly stopped, "Ji Xuan!"

Ji Xuan paused for a moment, and stopped attacking. She folded her hands and glanced at the person, and asked Fusang, "Who is he?"

Fusang called to stop the Heavenly Emperor, and the sword in the hand of the restless master beside him hummed softly, eager to lead people forward with eagerness.Fusang only felt throbbing pain in his temples, he grabbed the man's wrist and pulled him back, and said in a low warning voice, "Ayan."

Only then did Li Shuyan hold down the sword.

Fu Sang replied to Ji Xuan, "My friend."

Ji Xuan narrowed her eyes, then withdrew her gaze and looked towards the palace gate.Xiao Daotong, who shouted "stop him" outside the door, did not leave, and quietly looked into the hall.

Ji Xuan said in a deep voice, "Book from heaven."

Shang Shan bowed down and saluted neither humble nor overbearing: "I have seen the Emperor of Heaven."

Ji Xuan said: "The Book of Heaven does not interfere with world affairs."

Shangshan smiled but did not answer, Li Shuyan pulled the man back slowly, Ji Xuan didn't look at Li Shuyan, and said coldly: "You stop."

However, Li Shuyan knew that the Emperor of Heaven was giving orders to him, so he continued to retreat as usual without pause, staring at him closely while retreating, with no respect in his eyes, only a very plain alert.

Ji Xuan had already figured out many things in an instant, almost laughing angrily.Fusang held back Li Shuyan: "It's okay." He looked at Ji Xuan who was standing in front of the formation: "Let's talk."

"So this is your chess game." Ji Xuan looked at Shang Shan as if she didn't hear Fu Sang's words, and said, "Okay."

After a pause: "Very good."

He stood still in the center of the formation, but a mountain-like pressure fell heavily on Li Shuyan's shoulders. Li Shuyan's knees dropped and he almost knelt down, but fortunately he supported it with the sword in his hand.He raised his head and stared at Ji Xuan, and Ji Xuan also looked at him, his eyes were critical and critical, finally he shook his head and said indifferently: "Not enough."

He said to Li Shuyan: "Kneel down."

Li Shuyan frowned, Fusang's expression turned cold: "Ji Xuan."

"Don't meddle," Li Shuyan straightened his body, and said unceremoniously to Fusang, "You can't beat him, and he won't listen to you. You go out and go back to Yanggu."

Before Fusang could answer the Emperor of Heaven, he raised his hand: "Don't even think about leaving."

The formation on the ground was bright, and then Wenlu climbed up the pillars in the temple, outlining a vast scene on the dome.The formation on the ground floated and rose into the sky, echoing the formation on the sky, the door of the palace was closed suddenly, and the whole hall turned into a golden cage. Falling like a mountain!

Li Shuyan pushed Fusang away, and he was still carrying endless pressure on his shoulders, but he became sharper, his long sword pointed to the sky, and thousands of sword lights lined up behind him, like sword arrows spread across the sky With a volley, the giant palm was pierced through.

The formation of the sky pressed down a little, and the bones of Li Shuyan's body exploded. Ji Xuan said solemnly: "Kneel down!"

The formation on the ground was bright, and blood mist burst out from Li Shuyan's calf. He suddenly knelt down on one knee, but the long sword in his hand turned upside down, and stabbed heavily into the formation below!

The Huaixu sword contained a sword intent that had been honed for hundreds of years, and a light stroke that cut gold and iron into the formation actually broke a line of the formation. He stabbed hard, and the sword energy raged in the formation. The golden threads went out one after another, and the pressure on Li Shuyan suddenly disappeared!

He seems to have been fighting against the formation with his own strength, and he has already produced a lot of experience. If he does not carry a bit of heavy pressure and murderous aura on his shoulders, he will still be a little uncomfortable.He still held the sword tightly with no expression on his face, his eyes glaring brightly, and he slowly stood up, the sword intent fluctuated all over his body, the tip of the sword pointed at Ji Xuan, and his voice hoarse like a flowing spring: "I don't."

It's a bit childish.

Ji Xuan looked at him, her eyes suddenly became distant, as if she was looking at someone else through him and Shi Shi.In the end, the Emperor of Heaven shook his head and said, "Beyond your own strength."

Li Shuyan was taken aback for a moment, suddenly there was violent fire outside the door and chopped into the hall, a long snow-sharp knife was blazing with fire patterns and chopped into pieces a golden formation, the god of war raised the knife and fell towards Ji Xuan, but was held back by a sword .

When the swords clashed, the sound of gold and iron was like thunder on a sunny day. Xing Ge's face sank and he backed away from the sword, looking at the owner of the sword unexpectedly.

Li Shuyan was repelled three steps by the huge force. He stood between Ji Xuan and Xing Ge, looking at the Duanxue Dao with burning fire pattern, his voice was like ice: "Where is Frost Falling?"

The God of War remained silent, Li Shuyan waited for a while, and Fusang, who was far away from the battlefield, asked, "Where is Xihua?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Li Shuyan and the Heavenly Emperor standing in the center of the hall changed, and they looked at Xing Ge's saber together.

Without words, everyone can guess what happened.

Ji Xuan suddenly became angry, it was an emotion that could not be discerned on his face, as if a monstrous fire was burning in his chest, but only ashes could come out of his body.

He made a movement - Li Shuyan was familiar with this movement, it was the movement of drawing a sword.

The Emperor of Heaven seems to have pulled out a sword from the air. The blade is thin and transparent like water.The huge Dharma figure behind him also made the same movement. The majestic sword field crushed the entire hall, and the pure gold cage shone brightly, closing towards the God of War, trying to lock him into a caged bird posture.

Behind Xing Ge, a human figure appeared, and he strode forward and slashed horizontally. The 33 God Killing Formation had a gap before it took shape, and when it was integrated into a prison, it lacked most of its momentum. Flapping the wings on the knife, suddenly propped up the formation!

The invisible energy is also like a sword, hitting Li Shuyan's sword, clanging continuously.Li Shuyan backed away, and Fusang held him up: "Aren't you hurt?"

Li Shuyan shook his head, looked at the center of the battlefield, and said in a low voice, "I can't beat it."

"Of course I can't beat you, you don't even have a picture of the law." Fusang's voice was a little anxious, "Don't meddle in it, let's go."

Li Shuyan said unwillingly: "But Shuangjiang—"

He stopped suddenly.

If Xihua was sacrificially, how could he hope that Shuangjiang would be safe and sound?

Li Shuyan closed his eyes for a moment, and felt a little empty in his heart for a while, before the fear surfaced, he was forcibly suppressed by him.He clenched his sword tightly, and said to Fusang: "I need to know what he did to Shuang Jiang. If he doesn't want to answer me, then hit him until he opens his mouth."

Fusang wished to slap him: "What are you using to fight him?! You can't afford it!"

Li Shuyan looked at him and whispered, "Help me."

These three words awakened Fusang like an enlightenment, he suddenly understood something, and suddenly glanced at Daotong outside the hall.Daotong stood as if he didn't exist in this world, felt Fusang's gaze, and smiled at him.

Fusang actually laughed too, and said in a low voice: "So that's how it is. The Book of Heaven...is really good at chess."

"When a human race becomes a god, they must obtain the godhead before they can condense the dharma. In fact, the godhead is not a must." Fusang looked at Li Shuyan, with brilliance flowing in his emerald eyes, and he said, "Ayan, listen carefully, the dharma is People's self-awareness is a combination of artistic field, spiritual power and consciousness—its cohesion only needs a divine power to guide it."

"I'm not human, I can't recognize you," Fusang's eyes were already dazzling, he raised his hand and pointed at the center of Li Shuyan's brow, his body was covered with a layer of golden-green light, making the whole person illusory, "but I am a god" The sacred tree left behind - I can be your guide."

The golden light poured down like rain, and fell densely into Li Shuyan's primordial spirit. A layer of wind and clouds swept across his face. In front of Li Shuyan's eyes, there was already a thousand-ren high mountain, and the sun was blocked by the mountain peak. to find your—"

The gangster roared like a tiger, and the voice of Fusang broke like silk.Li Shuyan raised his head and saw the peak of the mountain covered with golden light, which was as glorious as a crown.

He was sincerely moved, and was about to go up, but suddenly felt that his hands were empty, and when he lowered his head, he did not see the sword.

Li Shuyan stopped, squinted his eyes, and saw a golden sword on the top of the mountain.

He frowned in disgust, turned around and found himself in the sword mound, with broken swords everywhere.

He bent down to pick one up, but before his fingers touched the hilt, the withered iron sword turned into wind and sand.When he took a step, swords were broken into sand all over the place, a black storm that covered the sky and the sun was rolled up, and the long silver-white hair was fluttering.

In the midst of the storm, he blocked the messy hair covering his head and face, and saw a simple long sword on the edge of a distant cliff.

It was inserted upside down in the wild grass and loess, very plain, it was snapped in two by the wind blade, the upper half fell to the ground with a bang, the broken surface was like rust.

This should be the last broken sword.

After the storm dissipated, the golden sword on the top of the mountain was even more dazzling, and the sun fell on it, but Li Shuyan didn't even look at it. He walked towards the broken sword, went straight to the edge of the cliff, and picked it up.

He heard an ethereal voice: "There are endless scenery on the top of the mountain, a golden crown, and a good sword. Why don't you go?"

Li Shuyan said directly: "That sword is too fancy, I don't like it."

"But what's the use of the broken sword? This worldly matter, but you can solve it if you don't like it?"

"It doesn't matter." Li Shuyan said, "I have a sword in my heart, and taking a shape is enough."

The strong wind picked up again, and Li Shuyan's sleeves flew away. He stared at the section, raised the broken sword to his eyes, and slowly wiped his left hand and two fingers from the sword grid upwards. The bright light under his fingers condensed into a sharp edge.

He said: "If you don't seek liking in your life, isn't it better to live in vain?"

The author has something to say: I haven't saved the manuscript, I'm so dirty.