The conversation, which started abruptly, ended in an unhappy break-up.
After leaving the emba*sy, Mak Cansheng did not rush back to the palace as he had done before, but wandered around slowly.
“Don’t you want to kill Qing Yu?”
A black shadow appeared at Mak Cansheng’s side, a bizarre form of existence, but it did not attract the attention of the people around him. For in their field of vision, the shadow’s presence could not be observed.
“I want to, but they want it more than I do.”
Mak Cansheng returned, “The Southern Border allows figures like the Witch King to infiltrate the Central Plains in order to balance the strength of Buddhism and Daoism, so that the war between the two will intensify rather than take the form of a one-sided battle.
Under such circumstances, the moment they find out that Qing Yu is the one who has been badly injured, they will definitely be eager to strangle him, or at worst, have him seriously injured all the time.”
The Witch King is the king of a clan, and even if the Great Witch Priest’s prestige status is no less than that of the Witch King, it cannot conceal the fact that the Witch King is the king of the Southern Border.
A king of a clan of this status sneaking into the Central Plains to send a cold arrow, if the injury caused by this cold arrow was so easily resolved, then the previous risk would have been taken for nothing.
“What good would it do for me, the Great Qian, to contribute to the attack on Qing Yu? It may be the eradication of a backlash, but it will certainly require a huge price to be paid. This price is better left to the Southern Border and that junior Ji Chengtian to pay. And ——”
Mu Cansheng paused and said, “The Southern Border has been extending its hands longer and longer lately ——”
Even the Witch King has infiltrated the Central Plains, and Mu Cansheng could not think of anything that the Southern Border could not do.
Therefore, although he also wanted Qing Yu to die, he also harbored thoughts of suppressing the Southern Border and Hou Qian. It was better to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.
“This ‘Scroll of Earth’ is more valuable than I thought, it is able to restrain the Southern Border’s Qi of the Earth Demon to a certain extent, it is time to study it.”
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On the border of Shuzhou, the fierce battle is still going on.
After forming the Heavenly Demon Locked God Pa*s, Xuan Yin Jian Su and the other four have indeed seen their battle power skyrocket, and with the interchange of their true qi, the four of them have beaten the Three Kings of the Palace of Ghosts and Kong Hangkong back.
Even as strong as King Qin Guang, he did not dare to fight the Heavenly Demon God Locking Gate head-on.
However, with the four of them entangled in a deadly struggle, the four Xuan Yin Swordsmen were also left here, unable to leave.
“Heaven’s destiny is mine.”
All the great powers of the Heavenly Dao converged in this single palm, and it was bound to hit everything. But in the face of the terrifying demonic phase, what would happen if this palm was hit?
“Roar…”
With a roar, the Heavenly Fate palm was smashed by the demonic phase’s claw, without affecting the operation of the Heavenly Demon Locking God Gate at all.
However, the appearance of this Heavenly Destiny Palm also represented the arrival of a certain old coin.
“Old Man of Timeless Destiny,” Xuan Yin Jian Su’s cold, stern gaze was fixed dead on the visitor, “Do you want to tear your face off from the Daoist Monarch?”
By coming down in person, the Old Man of Time and Destiny had already torn his face completely, and the conflict between him and Qing Yu would be elevated to the point of irreconcilability.
Old Man Timeless Life did not answer positively, he looked at the Heavenly Demon Sword in Xuan Yin Jian Su’s hand and said, “When I look at this sword, I think of the sky-rushing demon aura I saw in the Western Region.
The people of the city of Kartium all died at the hands of one man, and the Greedy Wolf Star Lord, who had been arranged by my plan, and the invading gra*sland army, were all defeated by that man’s hand.”
“I once pondered who had sabotaged my plans, but now the truth is revealed.”
The old man’s heavy pupils merged into one, and the murderous intent in his eyes was like a sharp steel blade, shooting out from under the hood of his cloak, stabbing straight at the Xuan Yin Swordsman and the others.
“Since Qing Yu has even let out this secret, it proves that he is really nearing the end of his rope. In that case, what scruples does the old man have?”
Qi energy erupted, the hood of his cloak was rushed away, revealing his long, slightly white hair dancing wildly, and Elder Timeless Life’s face was slightly distorted, releasing a bone-deep killing intent.
“But a very strong killing aura, but it is still futile under the Heavenly Demon Locked God Pa*s.”
The Xuan Yin Swordhost was not moved by the killing aura, but merely said indifferently.
Even if Elder Timeless Destiny’s strength was as strong as it was, it would not be able to shake the Heavenly Demon Locking God Gate until it was supremely strong. Under the Supreme Strength, the four of them were already invincible after the combined formation.
“Old man naturally understands the strength of this devil formation, so old man has never thought of breaking the formation with his own strength.”
Old Man Timeless Life slowly pulled out a wooden sword from his sleeve and hung it low at his side.
The wooden knife was plain and unimpressive, with no visible signs of any difference, but as soon as it appeared, everyone felt a cold, sharp intent lingering around their necks, giving them a strong sense of crisis.
Among them, the two swordsmen, Qin Guangwang and Kong Hangkong, in particular, felt it most strongly. Qin Guangwang, who had learnt his art under the Blade God, even recognised the wooden blade from whom it came.
“A sword made by the God of Blades.” King Qin Guang’s face was as cold and hard as it had ever been.
“Although it is not the blade commonly used by the Blade God, it is enough to deal with you.”
The pupils of the Old Man of Time and Destiny suddenly contracted, as if he had seen a certain fatal point, and the wooden blade slashed horizontally, a strand of blade intent that dominated the world and broke mountains and divided mountains, slicing through the indestructible demon phase.
With just one slash, the demonic phase was cut, and although the Heavenly Demon Locking God Gate still survived, all four people in the formation could not help but have blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
“Go!”
The four of them turned into light and flew in unison.
“Can we go?”
The Old Man of Time was about to swing his sword, but faster than him, was the sword of the Swordhost.
The sword was still the Heavenly Demon Sword, but the meaning in the sword was different.
“Sword Ten – Heavenly Burial.”
Using the power of the Sword Realm to seal Piaomiao’s sword intent in the Heavenly Demon Sword, this sword, against the sword wielded by the Elder of Time and Destiny, was a clash between Ren Piaomiao and the Blade God.
“Ging–”
With a long chant, the sword intent, the sword intent, the overwhelmingly sharp sword, and the huge heavenly sword that descended from the sky, faced the sword deity that cut across the world.
In the face of the Piaomiao Jie Style, the sword intent left in the wooden sword by the Blade God could no longer break it as easily as before, but needed to raise the sword diaphragm and clash with it.
“Clang…”
With the sound of gold and iron clashing, the sword qi and sword qi filled the crowd’s vision.
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“A draw? Not really,” Qing Yu hung his head low, looking at the board on the ground, playing with the pieces with one hand, “I used the power of the sword realm to help me, using the Heavenly Demon Sword as a carrier, but I fought a draw with the wooden sword. In the Way of the Sword, I still have this short distance between me and the Sword God.”
The four Xuan Yin Swordhosts were all Qing Yu’s subordinates who had planted the demon seed, and Qing Yu knew exactly what had happened to them. Upon seeing the appearance of the Old Man of Time and Destiny, Qing Yu revealed a smile of delight.
“The fish is finally going to take the bait.”
The chess piece in Qing Yu’s hand landed on the board, with a deeper look of expectation in his eyes.
It was not enough to have just one Old Man of Time and Destiny, but a big one was needed as well.
