章節 238: Chapter 238 There was once a peerless swordsman who towered over the sky
A sword light flew up from the bank of Luoshui River, turned into a rainbow, flew above the clouds, and headed towards the north.
Flying fairy with sword.
Li Qingxuan, who was dressed in a green robe, stood on the sword, looking really chic.
That is to say, with the help of the majestic energy of forbidden drugs, he dared to squander his true energy so extravagantly.
If you dare to do this on a normal day, you will probably fly until half of your true energy is exhausted, and then fall from the sky with no bones left.
Huazhi looked at the figure disappearing from sight in a daze.
This man is so ridiculously handsome that it makes people's hearts skip a beat.
Russell slumped there, unable to lift any strength.
How did things get to this point? I'm afraid it ultimately stems from Empress Xiangjun, or from the deep-seated arrogance of the palace.
Originally, Li Qingxuan intended to cooperate with the Divine Palace, but the Divine Palace has been aloof for too long, forgetting that a genius like King You, not only in this world, but even in that big world, is probably a good talent and jade that countless people are fighting for.
Lin Nuo, who had the most complicated thoughts about Li Qingxuan, couldn't help but want to make a curse word.
The general of a country asked him to do it, and the beautiful empress asked him to marry him. Now he still wants to be the swordsman who wields a sword thousands of miles away. Is this unreasonable?
Li Qingxuan, the general who ruled the country in Daxia, and a heroic figure who single-handedly defeated Beiyuan and Dali, today transformed into a swordsman and left with one sword.
The flying sword flew among the white clouds and passed through half of Daxia.
The land of Qingzhou was once one of the holy places of Confucianism, and Confucian saints once sat here and discussed Taoism.
Two of the seventy-two mountain masters established an academy here.
Today, many scholars came to visit the great scholar from the North. Although he was over ninety years old, his spirit was bright.
Even Yuan Guang, the right prime minister of the current dynasty, regarded himself as a junior.
The old man took advantage of the fine weather to preach in the backyard today.
There were hundreds of students listening to the sermon. Suddenly someone looked up and exclaimed.
"Is that a sword flying in the sky?"
"It looks like someone is wielding a sword."
The blue sky was clear, and only one person could be seen riding a flying sword and disappeared in a blink of an eye, while countless princes stared blankly at the sky.
"There really is a sword fairy in this world."
Beiguguan is an important military place and the first important town at the junction of Beiyuan and Daxia.
Lin Nuo, the king of Zhenbei, once sat here, and now Guo Huai, the famous Confucian general of Daxia.
Today, Guo Huai's body is much stronger.
Today I went to inspect the gate and suddenly heard a commotion among my men.
Looking up, he saw a white-robed swordsman whizzing past his head. The appearance of the swordsman seemed vaguely familiar.
Just when Guo Huai was shocked, he saw the flying sword that was about to go away turned a corner and came directly towards the city.
In an instant, the taxi soldiers all over the city were frightened and alert.
But he saw the sword floating in the sky above the city gate.
An unusually chic figure said to Guo Huai, "Don't you recognize me as your master?"
Guo Huai's eyes widened immediately. It was actually Li Qingxuan. He was so shocked that he forgot to salute.
The next moment, Li Qingxuan disappeared into the clouds with a whoosh.
In the far north, the wind and snow are falling, and on the top of the mountain, the divine palace is located.
In the main hall of the shrine, the void trembled, and an illusory figure with a gloomy face condensed.
Countless temple disciples fell to their knees in fear.
"I've met Mr. Wu."
Among the divine palaces, the palace owner has the highest status.
But everyone knows that the palace master is just a slave of Mr. Nawu.
Even though the palace master was trembling with fear when he saw Mr. Wu, let alone the elders and disciples like them.
"Nong Ying was killed by Li Qingxuan. I will choose the new palace master from among you."
After the words fell, many people were shocked but also showed joy.
If you gain Mr. Wu's appreciation, you can obtain the supreme technique from the Holy Land.
"You will be the new palace master of the shrine."
Mr. Wu pointed his finger, and a woman suddenly started to tremble with excitement.
"Thank you, sir."
The woman stood up. In terms of appearance, she was very different from Nong Ying, but her narrow red phoenix eyes revealed a fierceness.
She is Nong Ying's junior sister.
"Li Qingxuan dared to go against the Shrine and even killed one of my clones. As the Lord of the Shrine, do you know what to do next?"
"Use all the energy of the palace to destroy the Great Xia Dynasty and kill Li Qingxuan and everyone related to it."
When the woman said this, a cold murderous aura emerged from within.
"Okay, you are now at the peak of the ninth level, but if Li Qingxuan takes forbidden drugs and forcibly improves his strength, there will be a backlash soon."
"When the time comes, he will not even be as good as the ninth grade. Now you immediately lead all the members of the palace to kill Li Qingxuan and the empress."
"After the Great Xia Kingdom is destroyed, I can take you out of this world and enter the Holy Land to become an inner disciple."
"Mr. Xie Wu."
The woman knelt down directly on the ground.
You must know that generally even if the master of the palace wants to get such treatment, he must set foot in heaven.
The former palace lord, Xiangjun, could only stay in this world because she failed to set foot in heaven.
Now she can leave without breaking through the heavenly beings. This is a great gift.
"Let's go now."
Mr. Wu finished speaking.
"There's no need to set off, I'm already here."
A high-pitched voice, accompanied by the whistling sound of sword energy, quickly approached.
Someone came with a sword from thousands of miles away and landed in front of the temple gate at the top of the mountain.
Even Mr. Wu's face couldn't help but change wildly at this moment.
Countless people came to the door of the shrine and saw a figure standing in the sky.
At this moment, the sword flew out from under his feet, above the blue sky, and fell towards the palace.
The ninety-nine formations outside the shrine were instantly shattered, and the majestic shrine was razed to the ground by a sword.
The fierce woman who had just been promoted to the palace master, together with more than 200 disciples of the palace, were all smashed to pieces by the sword energy.
Mr. Wu's clone flew out of the palace, furious.
"Li Qingxuan, you are so bold. Do you know that the palace is the spokesperson of our Daluo Holy Land? If you are so arrogant, aren't you afraid of attracting the wrath of our Daluo Holy Land?"
"One day, I will kill myself in Daluo and take your life."
As soon as the words fell, the sword light smashed Mr. Wu's clone into pieces, and at the same time, it stabbed into the void fiercely.
The billowing sword energy rumbled down, exploding in all directions in the void, and a huge portal appeared in front of you.
The door of the portal was half open. Li Qingxuan waved his sleeves, and the sword energy rolled away and poured into the portal.
The heavy sky curtain shook violently, a muffled groan came from the door, and a drop of blood dripped out.
"Li, please wait for me."
A furious voice came from behind the door.
Then the portal slowly closed and disappeared directly in front of you.
Li Qingxuan sheathed his sword and turned around without any regrets to return the way he came.
By the Luoshui River.
Huazhi and others looked at the northern sky, and suddenly saw a sword shadow drawing a long trajectory in the sky and flying back.
The tense heartstrings were instantly put into my stomach.
"Honey, am I handsome?"
Li Qingxuan fell from the sky, with a white aura lingering all over his body, and the sword aura lingering on his body was extremely free and elegant.
But the next moment, with a plop, he fell down from the sword.
"Pretending failed."
Li Qingxuan muttered, only to feel a huge sense of weakness sweeping over him.
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