Destiny Big Villain: I Can View The Life Script!

Chapter 152 The Yitian Sword Breaks! Nine Yin Scriptures

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, but Su Changqing's two knives had already killed him from the air,

He threw it out suddenly, scarlet red, frosty and snowy, the twin knives were dazzling, and the aura of the knives was raging, dominating the world.

The pair of sabers clanked in the air, passed the two of them through the chest, and fixed them on the stone pagoda.

Su Changqing stepped forward, pulled out the double knives and put them back into the scabbards, blood poured out wantonly, staining the square red,

This scene was really tragic, Murong Fu, Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, Wudang Seven Heroes all trembled in their hearts, unable to recover for a long time.

"Fortunately, brother, you didn't make a move, otherwise I'm afraid..." Ning Zhong couldn't help but said with fear.

"This person is definitely not invincible, I'm afraid he is already comparable to Wudang Master Zhang." Yue Buqun stared at Su Changqing and said in amazement.

"Master Zhang, my ancestors are old with you, save me..." He Taichong was horrified, and hurriedly ran to Zhenwu Great Hall.

Su Changqing stepped forward, his eyes were as cold as lightning, passing by, he saw that his right arm was broken and drooped, and even the white bones in it had leaked out.

"Master, it is rare in the world to be able to receive Changqing's punch. When I visit the Shaolin Temple in the future, please give me some advice from the master." Su Changqing did not make a move, but said calmly.

"You don't have to do that, Marquis Changqing. A poor monk who has practiced hard for fifty years is not an enemy of yours." Kongjian was startled, suddenly desolate, and sighed softly.

"Marquis Changqing, poor nun made a big mistake, but please return my Emei Yitian Sword..." Juejue couldn't get up, was supported by many disciples, and stared at Su Changqing with blood from the corner of his mouth.

Her chest was completely broken, and she knew that time was running out, so she just wanted to get back the Yitian Sword.

Hearing this, Su Changqing stared at the sword in his hand, wisps of green energy filled the air, with a bone-piercing cold light, containing the power of heaven and earth.

"This Yitian sword is nothing more than that."

He stretched out two fingers, stuck the green sword in his hand, and suddenly exerted force, his fingers seemed to be poured with gold, and the brilliance flowed.

With a click, the Yitian sword broke and fell on both sides. The fragments were also extremely sharp, directly inserted into the bluestone slab, and penetrated into it.

Everyone's eyes were horrified, and the extinction was even more unbelievable, staring at the broken long sword on the ground.

Yitian doesn't come out, who will fight for the front, and is broken by Su Changqing?

Su Changqing grabbed a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing that fell from the sword, put it in his cuff, and came to the front of the hall without even looking at the broken sword on the ground.

"There are rumors in the world that the Dragon Slaying Saber and the Yitian Sword will win the world. There are strange things hidden in it, but I didn't expect that there really is. I'm afraid there is something in the Dage Dragon Slaying Saber. It's a pity that no one has a body as strong as Su Changqing."

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu looked at each other and said in shock.

This kind of physical strength is simply appalling, his scalp is numb, and with two fingers, he shatters the Yitian Sword.

"Marquis Changqing, I'm not targeting you, I just want the dragon-slaying sword."

"I don't want it anymore...I don't want it anymore, as long as you let me go." He Taichong's face turned pale, begging bitterly.

Su Changqing stepped forward without any ripples, his killing intent was like a sea.

"Master Zhang, stop him for me. From now on, I, the Kunlun faction, will follow your example." Seeing that Su Changqing was still walking towards him, He Taichong hurriedly shouted.

The dignified head of the Kunlun faction, nicknamed "Mr. Tieqin", is elegant and chic on the surface, with excellent swordsmanship. He is taller than the sky, but his character is despicable. penny.

"Master Zhang." Su Changqing said with blood-stained cupped hands in white clothes. He was calm, but it was hard to hide his domineering aura, which was unparalleled in the world.

No one in the house dared to speak, they stared at each other, the female disciples of the Emei Sect were astonished, and there was a lot of splendor, did he want to fight Daoist Zhang?

"It's truly extraordinary, Martial Saint with all the True Qi in his physical body, rare in the world." Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard in admiration. "This ancestor of He Taichong really has old friends with the old Taoist." Zhang Sanfeng said softly.

Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, he shook his head and said, "I am not a murderer, if someone wants to kill me, I will kill someone."

"Jumozhi is not mine, but he did follow me."

"I will issue a yellow-character commander, and catch Jiumozhi in the whole world. This is one of them."

"Old Taoist, thank you Changqinghou." Zhang Sanfeng said.

"A real person doesn't have to be like this." Su Changqing said calmly: "Secondly, after ten days, in the name of my Marquis Changqing, mobilize all the soldiers in Qinghai Province, and send them to Kunlun!"

"I don't want to kill He Taichong today, one is the real person, the other is Wuliang, and the third is this Zhenwu Palace."

"I will not kill him when he enters the palace. The day he leaves the palace, the day he dies."

"But when the Kunlun faction is destroyed, there will be no Kunlun faction left!"

Su Changqing's voice was flat, but it was like lightning across the sky, hammering the hearts of everyone present, making people tremble.

"When will I have his courage?"

Murong Fu felt ashamed without words, turned and left, sat on the chair, Wang Yuyan had tears in her eyes, she wanted to go up to hug him, but was slapped away by him.

"Get out! If I have Su Changqing's strength and identity, it will be easy to restore the country! Hateful!"

At the gate of the palace, He Taichong was terrified and regretted provoking such a killing god.

Zhang Zhenren needs to care about his disciples, and he doesn't want to do more evil, and he hasn't come out of the mountain for decades.

But Su Changqing is only twenty years old. This kind of person is unparalleled in the world. He can live to be one hundred and eighty years old. How many years will he have to rule Rivers and Lakes?

He is also the Marquis of Changqing who is famous all over the world, I am afraid that the whole world is in the hands of this person.

"It's wrong, it's wrong, everything is wrong... I've destroyed my sect, and it's hard for me to face the ancestor of the Emei School."

Juejue roared desolately, her chest was sunken, she pushed away many disciples, staggered forward, spewed out a mouthful of blood, stared at the broken Yitian sword, and couldn't hide the desolation in her heart.

"After today, Ding Minjun will be in charge of the Emei School, and hand over all the Cultivation Techniques in the sect to the Huangzi Division!"

The Emei faction has been established for a little longer than Wudang, but its foundation is not stable, and there are no amazing disciples like the Wudang Seven Heroes.

How could she offend Su Changqing? After explaining the funeral, there was no life to speak of, and she fell to the ground, dying.

Patriarch Wuliang stared at Su Changqing, admiring in his heart, Su Changqing respected Zhenwu Great Emperor very much.

It's a pity that he doesn't use a sword. Zhenwu has an ancient Cultivation Base, and 70% of it is on the Nine Heavens Sword Art.

It's okay to be friends, but it's really not okay to accept disciples.

"He Taichong, come out and judge yourself, so as not to cause trouble again." Patriarch Wuliang said softly.

Everyone was staring at the inside of the hall. Outside the hall, a woman in white came from the path and appeared in the corner. She was wearing a long gold embroidered dress and her skin was like snow.

She was Lin Yuchan who had just woken up, and this sleep was the best sleep in her life.

Lin Yuchan yawned, her sleepy eyes were dim, but they were exceptionally bright. She suddenly caught a glimpse of a corner, staring at the Yitian sword on the ground that was broken by Su Changqing's fingers.

Even if it was broken, the Yitian sword was still extremely terrifying, and its sharpness was abnormal. She came to the front, picked it up lightly, and wrapped it carefully with the placket of her own.

She loves swords, early on.

The Xiaolin family started with swords, and the ancestor's Bixie Sword Technique is famous all over the world.

It's a pity that her bones were weak since she was a child, and Qi Sea was lacking in her body, so she couldn't practice martial arts, and now she is just fine.

She also didn't know that it was the world famous Yitian Sword.

No one wants this broken sword, I want it.

Patriarch Wuliang originally wanted to mock He Taichong for fun, but when he saw this scene in the distance, he was suddenly surprised and delighted.

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