Chapter 219: The Sword of the Son of Heaven
Zhao Shu stood in the city of red copper and looked at the fierce battle below, his expression was cold, his eyes swept over, staring at the several streamers flying in the distance, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as he expected, this Confucian sect sent people, I don't know what kind of master came from the Confucian sect.
In Zhao Shu's eyes, the moon and the breeze were approaching, and there were three old men around him, one holding a guqin, with a white beard flying, one wearing a big hat, holding a purple brush, one holding a scroll of paintings, and the three of them presented the three talents of heaven, earth and man, firmly besieging the red copper city where Zhao Shu was located.
"Zhao Shu'er, today is the time for you to give the head, if you hand over the military power, although we return to Bianliang, I will spare your life. Otherwise, the four seniors of the Cheng family will never spare you!"
Yueming looked at Zhao Shu on the Red Copper City, with a confident and proud expression, and the three old men around him were cold-eyed: "The Zhao family can actually produce such a kid as you, it's really amazing." It's a pity that you are too arrogant, you don't respect Confucianism, bring disaster to the country and the people, and respect the evil demons, even if you become the emperor, you will inevitably be a ruin. Hand over the city of red bronze and your military power, and we will protect you as a prince of peace! Otherwise, you will be suppressed forever, and you will be under the holy tower. ”
Zhao Shu looked at these five people, his eyes looked at the three old men among them, the three masters of the four thunder tribulations, his eyes shrank slightly, the four thunder tribulations are the same amount as the heavenly changes, if it is a debate, it is not weak. If it is the Yin and Yang Realm and the Ghost Immortal, there is still a difference in combat strength, but when it comes to this realm, there is no such difference, and the Divine Soul Cultivator instead reveals a profound strength.
It's just that Zhao Shu didn't expect that Confucianism would hide such a master, and it seems that he still underestimated the Confucianism for thousands of years, which shows that the background of Daomen and Daxue Mountain is even more terrifying.
"Don't talk nonsense, take it, abolish the cultivation!"
The old man holding the qin turned pale, opened his mouth and shouted, sitting cross-legged in the void. Stroked the qin with both hands, the sound of Zheng Zheng killing suddenly sounded, and in an instant, the sound of the qin turned into a sword, spear, sword and halberd directly attacked Zhao Shu, and in the collision with the red copper city, there was a sound of gold and iron resonance, and Zhao Shu's brain was also like being bombarded by a giant hammer, and the knife intent around his body continued to tremble, if it was not for the protection of the red copper city, it was outside. It is even more terrifying to bear this sound directly.
Zhao Shu looked at the sound of killing.
"The white-eyed proud king, the waves of the ages, Zhao Shu, today listen to the deity a song Guanglingsan, this is also the deity's advice to you, if you don't listen to the advice, the deity will throw the sword and admonish!"
In the sound of Zheng Zhengqin, the boss of the Cheng family said coldly, arrogant. Follow Nie Zheng's decision to assassinate the king of Han, and also follow Ji Kang's independence and uninhibitedness.
Zhao Shu can still resist the power of the piano sound, but the idea in this piano sound is fierce and soft, and it is clumsy. The city of red bronze can resist the fierce things in the world, but it is difficult to resist this idea.
"Hmph! Although Nie Zheng is brave, he is not a gentleman's doing! Ji Kang is arrogant, but he does not respect the will of the king. If you don't report the idea of your family and country, you are a rebellious minister! Since you are great Confucians, you actually respect such figures. Ridiculous! Today, the lone king will be happy with your rebellious ministers with the voice of the king!"
Zhao Shu laughed, abandoned many distracting thoughts, took a big drum, and didn't use a drumstick, floated in front of him, clapped the drum with both hands, the drum shook the sky, the sound shook the sky, and shouted heroically: "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, Weijia is returning to his hometown in the sea, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet!"
Zhao Shu laughed, his expression was heroic, the already royal luck and the power of Yan Yun were added to his body, although he did not have the power of Liu Bang to dominate the four seas, but he also had the ambition to dominate the world.
The sound of drums and pianos was intertwined in the heavens and the earth, and the battle below unconsciously stopped, watching this battle between dragons and tigers.
Zhao Shu was heroic, lucky, and all the thoughts in his heart were also comfortable one by one, and the newly condensed five gods were constantly rotating behind his head, as if the gods were congratulating, and each sent out a sound that shook the heavens and the earth.
"Haha, the five gods are one, and the nine turns of the Yuan Shen Condensation!"
Zhao Shu laughed, felt something in his heart, and shouted directly, the unity of the five primordial gods behind him slowly turned into an ancient emperor wearing a nine-colored robe, a golden dragon crown, and a majestic face.
"Nine Turns Primordial God, Ancient Emperor!"
The program boss's face was cold, his hands played quickly, and the huge thoughts directly turned into the sound of the piano and bombarded away, shaking the figure of this ancient emperor and trembling, and the strength around Zhao Shu's body also trembled.
"Haha, old fellow, since you have lost, you are still holding on so strongly, ridiculous!"
Zhao Shu laughed, his hands slammed hard, the big drum broke directly, and the loud roared away, and the guqin in the old man's hand snapped, the strings broke, the body trembled slightly, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
"What an emperor's voice, you are not an emperor, but with the help of the old man's piano sound to condense the ancient emperors, you are already a heavenly martial artist, and you are a god, and you are trying to cultivate both the soul and the body, you are beyond your own strength!"
The old man of Fuqin sneered coldly, and the old man with the pen next to him stepped forward, holding a brush, writing words in the void, using the pen as a guide and thoughts as ink, writing a splendid chapter in the void, containing a strong breath of holy ways, oppressing the city of red copper.
"Today, the old man will teach you the way of a saint!"
As soon as the old man's words fell, Zhao Shu felt that the splendid chapter of the void was like a mountain and a sea, and it was like the scorching sun above the nine heavens.
"The way of the inner and outer kings, how can the lonely king not know, but the troubled times need to use heavy canons, the holy way needs to be overlord first and then the king, the lonely king is domineering, leveling the world, for the peace of the world!"
Zhao Shu pulled out the short knife on his waist in his hand, shouted, pressed his hands, and a fierce and domineering sword broke through the sky, and the sword ran through dozens of miles, suppressing the entire Hejian Mansion, and the splendid Huazhang was swept away by the knife and smashed directly.
This sword was full of domineering and terror, Zhang Jue in Hejian Mansion was overjoyed, and all the soldiers shouted with joy in their hearts, while those rebels were pale.
"Boy, Hugh is arrogant, how can you be domineering in the world, and today the power of the world has suppressed you!"
The old man holding the scroll stretched out his hand and raised it gently, and the whole scroll turned into a piece of mountains and rivers, which was directly suppressed, and these mountains and rivers were condensed by the old man to collect the essence of mountains and rivers with his thoughts, which was the real power of mountains and rivers.
Zhao Shu was unwilling to entangle with these people, and with a stretch of his hand, the red copper city turned into a hundred zhang, surrounded by thunder and light, and directly hit this piece of mountains and rivers.
At this time, a huge chessboard suddenly appeared in the void, and an old man sat in the void and slowly appeared, looking at Zhao Shu lightly: "I heard that His Highness has an ancient bronze city, but I didn't expect His Highness to have such an idea, but it's a pity that His Highness is domineering, but he doesn't know the Holy Way and the way of the Son of Heaven. ”
"The four elders of the program, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, are my Confucian predecessors, Zhao Shu, I will die today!"
Yueming and Qingfeng stood on either side of the old man, and at this time, a huge chessboard appeared under the Red Bronze City, and countless black and white chess pieces appeared all around, constantly surrounding.
Zhao Shu's complexion changed greatly at this moment, this old man actually used his Yuan Shen as a chessboard, and his thoughts as a chess piece, arranged this big chessboard, and he almost fell into a huge time and space, layer by layer of time and space, layer by layer, once he couldn't grasp it, he would fall into these time and space, until he wiped out all his power and turned into a chess piece on this chessboard.
At this moment, Zhao Shu's body shape changed, his body jumped, his body trembled, countless forces gushed out, his body continued to grow, and the red copper city also instantly integrated into his body, and in an instant, Zhao Shu turned into a hundred-zhang giant, stepping on the sky, but his body was surrounded by heavy chess pieces, and he couldn't escape at all.
At this time, Zhao Shu realized that the real killer feature of these four people was this chessboard.
Zhao Shu took a step forward suddenly, and the nine-colored ancient emperor Yuan Shen behind his head also stepped out, but the black and white chess pieces around him were like nebula, and they were like the beginning of the yin and yang of heaven and earth, wanting to devour Zhao Shu and melt into this heaven and earth.
Zhao Shu looked at the approaching black and white chess pieces and the layers of empty time and space around him, stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly in the void, and the ancient emperor behind his head slowly stretched out, and a giant sword slowly gathered in Zhao Shu's hand.
"The lone king heard that the ancient sages commented on the virtue of the Son of Heaven and used the sword as a metaphor. With Yanxi as the front, Qi Dai as the spine, Jin and Wei as the spine, Zhou and Song as the fang, Han and Wei as the clamp; wrapping with four yi, wrapping with four times, around the Bohai Sea, with Changshan; system with five elements, on criminal virtue; open with yin and yang, hold with spring and autumn, line with autumn and winter.
The lonely king has taken charge of Yan, Qi, most of the Jin and Wei dynasties, the land of the ancient Song Dynasty, and the ancient land of Han, most of this sword has been cast, but unfortunately it lacks the land of Guanzhong and the place of Jiangnan, I don't know if this uncast sword of the Son of Heaven can break this deceitful chess!"
When Zhao Shu said lightly, the giant sword in his hand slowly achieved, this sword is the structure of Zhao Shuyi, mortals can't see it, but the faces of the program and others have changed greatly, although the sword in Zhao Shu's hand is broken, but its power has been revealed, the chessboard of the world's general trend of cohesion fell apart under the sword of the Son of Heaven, and the four elders of the program trembled, and the seven orifices bled away. (To be continued......)