Chapter 297 The Terrifying Sword Qi. Please subscribe
This middle-aged man is a rare strong man even among the heavens. He is even more powerful than Helian Qingtian who died at the hands of Pei Xuanjing. Better than that.
The terrifying murderous intention almost turned into reality. The moment he took action, a long knife exuding a frightening aura appeared in his hand. The light on the long knife was shining, but the sharp knife aura was almost It's like cutting through the air.
The middle-aged man slashed decisively with his sword, and a dazzling sword light illuminated the sky. The originally dark sky also seemed like day under this dazzling sword light.
Looking as far as the eye can see, it seems as if the endless sky has been cut off by this knife.
In an instant, all the sounds on the long street disappeared, leaving only the sound of swords that sounded like dragons roaring and tigers roaring.
With a swing of the sword, countless essences of heaven and earth gathered together and turned into a sword dragon, roaring towards Pei Xuanjing.
The driver of the car was so frightened when he saw such a terrifying knife that he seemed to have forgotten to even avoid it.
This soaring momentum immediately attracted the attention of countless experts in Kyoto. They couldn't help but look in the direction of the long street, wondering who was so bold to do it in Kyoto. There was such a big fight inside.
This murderous intention locked firmly on Pei Xuanjing, who was sitting in the carriage. He could be said to understand the power of this knife most clearly.
Feeling the sharp sword energy, Pei Xuanjing smiled faintly and murmured to himself: "Are you from Dali?"
"Haha, nothing more than that!"
The faint voice came from The carriage came out, but it easily suppressed the sound of swords that shook the long street.
If it were Pei Xuanjing who had just made a breakthrough, he might still be cautious when facing this sword.
But now that his energy and spirit are perfect, such a killing move that seems terrifying to others is nothing more than trivial in Pei Xuanjing's opinion!
Buzz!
Pei Xuanjing did not even get up while sitting in the carriage. He just flicked the longevity sword in his hand, and a crisp sword cry sounded.
Almost at the moment the sword rang, a sword intent like a bright sun penetrated out.
What followed was an aura that was more terrifying than that of a middle-aged man, spreading out from the carriage, and its sharp edge shot straight into the sky.
The sky that was originally shrouded in sword intent and sword light was instantly shattered by this unparalleled sword intent.
Stab
The sword energy easily tore into pieces the surging sword light, as simple as cutting through paper.
Then the sword energy that remained unabated rushed towards the middle-aged man.
The sword light flew diagonally, like lightning.
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He never thought that the opponent's strength had reached such an unfathomable level. This was simply unheard of and unimaginable.
He immediately drew his sword across the sword, intending to defeat the sword energy.
Boom!
It's like a mountain is cracking and the earth is cracking, as if the sky is falling and the earth is falling, smoke and dust are everywhere, and hot air waves are rushing in all directions.
When the smoke and dust cleared, the middle-aged man had already disappeared.
Only a pool of blood was left at his feet where he originally stopped. It was obvious that he had been injured by the sword just now.
"Sir?" the coachman asked in a low voice.
“Let’s go!” Pei Xuanjing’s voice came out.
Obviously, he has no thoughts of pursuing for the time being.
Although the opponent blocked the sword, he was also injured by the sword energy. Pei Xuanjing's sword intention remained in his body. If he waited to meet him in the future, he would be able to instantly lock the opponent's identity with his sword intention.
Although it was just a simple fight, Pei Xuanjing had probably guessed the origin of the other party. There was no one else who hated him so much right now except the people from Dali. If Pei Xuanjing was such a strong man, he could easily kill him alone. But for that person to leave so easily, it was obvious that someone was there to help him. At least, when the other party left just now, Pei Xuanjing had noticed the aura of another heavenly being.
It is nothing for Pei Xuanjing to face two powerful men by himself, but if the other party wants to avoid fighting and escape, he will still need to spend a lot of energy.
Although such a fierce fight just now was short-lived, it also attracted the attention of many people. After all, this is an important place in Gyeonggi Province, and everything will attract attention.
At this moment, I don’t know how many people are rushing here, and Pei Xuanjing has no interest in wasting time here.
It is still early now, and for Pei Xuanjing, there is plenty of time to deal with them.
When the coachman heard Pei Xuanjing's words, he nodded respectfully and drove the carriage to Changsheng Temple.
However, he had already made up his mind to report this matter to His Highness the Crown Prince immediately after returning.
Indifferent, there is actually no need for him to report. Just as Pei Xuanjing thought, such a fierce confrontation will inevitably attract the attention of countless people.
Not long after the carriage left, the school captain who was patrolling at night arrived here with his soldiers.
Faced with the aftermath of the fight between the two Heavenly Powers, the captain did not dare to hide anything and immediately sent someone to report back.
For a time, all forces in Kyoto received the news.
“Ahem.” Feng Yan coughed out a mouthful of blood, a trace of rosy appearing on his pale face.
His Qi machine seemed a little disordered, the vitality in his body was restless, and there was invisible sword energy flowing in and out of his body.
Ashina Jinru looked at the injured Feng Yan and frowned and asked: "How is the injury?"
Even if there were high predictions about the strength of this Young Master Min, but when The moment the opponent took action, even Ashina Shinru couldn't help but be frightened.
You must know that Feng Yan, as a disciple of the national master, is no longer weak in the world. There are many people in the world who can injure Feng Yan, but it is very rare to injure Feng Yan with just one move.
Perhaps, as the National Master said, the opponent has reached the point where he is on par with the National Master and is the strongest in the world.
At the age of fifteen, he was able to reach such a level by breaking through to heaven.
If the other party is allowed to remain immersed in the heavenly realm for several more decades, he may really be able to step into the realm of heaven and man one day.
When he thought of such a powerful person being born in the Tang Dynasty, Ashina Jinlu shuddered in his heart.
"I can't resolve this sword energy!" Feng Yan frowned and his expression changed drastically.
Even if the sword energy entered his body just now, he didn't care. He just felt that he could get rid of it after spending some time.
But no matter how he tries now, this sword energy seems to be integrated into his body. No matter how many times he breaks it up, it can recover every time, and it seems to be getting stronger and stronger. .
"Huh?" Ashina Jinru's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said solemnly: "I'm here to help you!"
Let's talk, use your skills to help Feng Yan took action together.
The two spent several hours, but in the end they were unable to get rid of the sword energy. Instead, it became stronger and stronger.
In the end, Feng Yan had no choice but to use the secret technique taught by his master to temporarily suppress the sword energy.
The only price he paid was that his strength dropped by at least 20%.
(End of this chapter)