Chapter 661: Burning Sky Sword

Run wild!

The world would never have imagined that the Tibetan Sword Villa would also have a day of running away.

This is the current situation of the Wu Dynasty.

Although the martial arts are strong, the imperial court is more prosperous.

If the rivers and lakes can't be united, they will be suppressed by the imperial court.

It's just that there is something special about this time, and it happened in Ozhou, where the Wu Dynasty was isolated overseas.

If it happens in Suzhou, or somewhere else, Tibetan Sword Villa will definitely dare to be tough with it.

Your court is not afraid of chaos in the world, and the people of the rivers and lakes are not afraid.

However, in the fiefdoms of kings such as Jizhou and Aozhou, martial arts people are a little constrained.

There is no other reason, although the royal fief is controlled by the imperial court, it is more of an autonomy.

The prince can be the lord of a state, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a place outside the law.

With the strength of one faction against a state, even if it can win, it is only a loss in vain, and the martial arts sect will never dare to occupy the land of a state, which is called rebellion.

Of course, the king of a state would not dare to openly raise troops to attack a faction in another state, which is called rebellion.

Even, as the king of a state, he can't leave the fiefdom openly.

That's how delicate the relationship is.

Therefore, the people of Hidden Sword Villa knew that as long as they ran to the beach and got on the boat, Qianqiu Liyue would not be able to do anything to them.

In other words, if a person is killed in Ozhou, as long as a valid reason is given afterwards, the Tibetan Sword Villa will not be able to do anything with the Qinglong Palace.

At least, if you don't dare to attack blatantly in the territory of Oshu, the most you can do is send assassins.

Is Chiaki Liyue afraid of assassins?

Therefore, the loss of Tibetan Sword Villa is decided, and they found it themselves.

If you really want to describe the current situation of Tibetan Sword Villa, there are only two words - deserved!

It deserves to be too arrogant!

You deserve it!

......

Cultivating to the realm of the eldest grandson, needless to say, light skills and the like.

If the eldest grandson Ji exerts all his strength, the palace will definitely not be able to catch up.

However, it was impossible for Changsun Ji to run away by himself, and there were hundreds of disciples of the Hidden Sword Villa behind him.

Originally, if it was three hundred miles, Changsun Ji was sure to get on the boat before the palace came.

But now that it's a hundred miles, the problem is.

People can't outrun horses.

The Qinglong King's Mansion naturally wouldn't let the Hidden Sword Villa bring horses.

This trip down, not only can't run away, but also consumes the power in vain.

And the pursuers of the palace must have been several horses chasing alternately.

Once caught up, one will rise and the other will rise, and the victory or defeat will be self-evident.

The feet did not stop, and looked in the direction where the Hidden Sword Villa was located, and Changsun Ji's gaze became a little deep, as if he had fallen into a kind of memory.

Changsun Ji stopped, everyone behind him stopped, Changsun Ru came to his side, and asked with some eagerness:

"Fourth uncle, why did you stop?"

"Take a break and then go," the eldest grandson was very calm.

"Can't rest, ...... later" Halfway through the words, Changsun Ru closed his mouth, looking at Changsun Ji's resolute face, Changsun Ru suddenly felt flustered, and said in a trembling voice:

"Fourth uncle, do you want to ...... No, no!"

Gently patted Changsun Ru's shoulder, and Changsun Ji smiled and said:

"Although you made a mistake this time, it is not your fault, only to blame us for being too accustomed to being strong and forgetting some of the most basic things. ”

"Plop" sound.

The eldest grandson Ru knelt down and said firmly: "Fourth uncle, you will take the disciples to leave first in a while, and the nephew will stay!"

Keeping a smile, Changsun Ji was in a calm mood now, helped Changsun Ru up, and said in a deep voice:

"Your road is still ahead, if you can't do it, how do you know what to do?"

On the side, the eldest grandson Wuji snatched it out and said loudly:

"I stayed with the four ancestors, and this matter started because of me......"

"Slap" Before the eldest grandson Wuji finished speaking, he was interrupted by a loud slap.

Looking at the originally handsome face of the eldest grandson Wuji, half reddened, the eldest grandson Ji's eyes revealed heartache, but he said in a deep voice:

"Pass on my last order, after the eldest grandson Wuji returns to the village, he will enter the Jianlu and live in my Jianlu's residence, and he will not be allowed to come out the day after tomorrow!"

Not everyone is as demonic as the Kunlun faction, if a martial artist wants to cultivate to the day after tomorrow, it will take decades no matter how you say it, this is the disguised Guan Chang Sun Wuji's confinement for decades.

"Four Ancestors!!"

All the young disciples knelt down towards the eldest Sun Ji, and their words were stiff.

Among them, the eldest grandson Wuji was even more tearful, not because he was sad for punishment, he was really heartbroken, and he blamed himself.

"Okay, get up, let's go immediately!!" Changsun Ji shouted loudly, turned around and swung the remaining five swords of the ten swords, and said in a serious voice:

"Your brothers have sacrificed so much for the Lodge, and now it's time for you to keep your vows. ”

After a little hesitation, the tenth sword came out of the ranks:

"Fourth master, rest assured, the villa is very kind, and my brothers never dare to forget a moment. ”

Nodding his head, Changsun Ji sat down cross-legged towards the way he came, and a long sword with a red body was placed on his lap.

Eldest Sun Ru glanced at his back, gritted his teeth and ordered:

"Let's go!!"

The team moved forward again, leaving only an old man with white hair and white eyebrows.

The people in front of them had light steps and heavy hearts.

The old man in the back sat on the ground, but his mood was very relaxed.

The eldest grandson is waiting, waiting for a young opponent.

He had a strong premonition in his heart that this unfamiliar land was the last place where he would be buried.

The pursuers finally arrived.

The first to arrive was the Eight Arrows.

Without saying a word, eight off-string arrows flew like a star.

Changsun Ji just stood up the crimson long sword in front of him, and before the eight sharp arrows reached his body, red light appeared on the arrow for no reason.

Only this once!

Eight sharp arrows turned to ashes!!

Batu and the others were shocked and inexplicable, sweating and bloody in their crotch, and the BMW snorted and retreated.

Like a mountain of coercion, coming!

In a few moments, another group of people caught up.

There are masters of the palace and disciples of the Kunlun faction.

I didn't know that under the fire illusion order, more than a dozen masters flew out and grabbed it.

More than a dozen blades of various kinds attacked the eldest grandson Ji with the strength of breaking through the sky.

Saw!

From the hand of the eldest grandson, the red sword burst out more than a dozen red lights.

The red light flashed and disappeared.

In the air, more than a dozen masters let out screams, and they saw that their bodies were spontaneously combusting for no reason.

Everyone was amazed!

I don't know that the fire phantom muttered a name in his mouth - the Burning Sky Sword.

It is the name of the sword and the name of the man.

It is about one of the ten famous swords, and it is about a legend that makes the whole rivers and lakes tremble.

Burning Sky Sword - Eldest Sun Ji!

Gritting his teeth, he roared out loud:

"Bingtian Baihua, Baihua Tianyi!"

Immediately, the ice crystals stretched out from behind the ignorant fire illusion, instantly forming a pair of huge ice wings.

See you soon!

The ice wings unfurled, carrying Shiranui into the air.

A chilling voice sounded: "Snow on your sleeves, a thousand ice picks!"

Countless ice picks poured down like a torrential rain.

Looking at Changsun Ji again, he was still sitting cross-legged, and the red sword in his hand once again emitted red light, forming a semicircular cover.

A thousand ice picks hit the red light mask, making a "whoosh" sound.

The ice picks dissipate visibly and turn into water vapor.

The water vapor formed a mist again, enveloping the entire eldest grandson.

"Thousand Pillars Ice Prison!"

Dozens of leg-thick icicles fell from the sky, pierced through the mist, and nailed to the earth!

There was a burst of cheers from the palace!

Only the disciples of Kunlun and the Ignorant Fire Illusion himself looked solemn.

Suddenly!

A burst of red light!

The water vapor in the field is like a rolling wave.

A master who had just been on fire all over his body and was lucky enough to survive was suddenly swept up by the steam wave!

A terrible scream came from the steam!

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