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Chapter 80 The light that illuminates the whole city

Rain and snow were wrapped around the earth, lightning crisscrossed in the night sky, and thunder trembled the entire Langya City.

Qin Chengyi stretched out his feet and stepped on Jiang Tingyu's chest. His whole body was wet with rain and snow. With blood flowing to the ground, he held a knife to press on Jiang Tingyu's neck and said lightly: "This is your life."

Jiang Tingyu coughed lightly, and the snow fell on his face, making him unable to open his eyes.

"My life belongs only to me, and no one can take it away."

Qin Chengyi said, "But you gave your life to Qin Xuan, and you would have lost your life for nothing if you guard the palace gate for him."

Jiang Tingyu grinned and said, "That's my life, so I will naturally make the choice."

Qin Chengyi looked down at him and said softly: "I have been interested in recruiting you a long time ago, but I know very well that you will not help me. It is not a pity to be able to kill you with your own hands."

Jiang Tingyu laughed and said, "You can't kill me."

Qin Chengyi raised his eyebrows and looked forward. A figure appeared there. He shook his head slightly and said, "I can kill you."

His blade tilted, and a striking blood mark appeared on Jiang Tingyu's neck, but suddenly a dazzling light burst out, and Qin Chengyi was shocked to death.

Jiang Tingyu slowly got up from the ground, looked at Qin Chengyi in surprise, and said, "My body was arranged by Master Cao to prevent accidents. I actually don't have much confidence to guard the palace gate, so I naturally have to do some backup."

The Empress stood beside Jiang Tingyu.

"I can still hold on to what you shouldn't have come out."

Jiang Tingyu looked at her side.

The Empress said softly: "You Fan Wuwei will help take care of Your Majesty, and you can't resist it alone in front of the palace gate."

Qin Chengyi was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "It's a very familiar scene. It was like this scene in Prince Lu's Mansion. At that time, I just wanted to escape, but now I just wanted to attack. No matter what, it was a very embarrassing to escape from Langya City. I finally had the chance to return it."

Jiang Tingyu said, "That time you were asked to escape, but this time, you can't escape."

His sword pointed at the sky, and the rain and snow became even more surging, baptizing the entire Langya City. The raindrops were hidden in the snowflakes, turning into sharp arrows, splashing away in the palace walls.

The Empress waved her hand and raised a hurricane, and the rain and snow swept through the palace walls, blocking all the retreat routes of Qin Chengyi.

Qin Chengyi looked calm.

The hurricane bombarded him with rain arrows. Although it made Qin Chengyi's body full of holes, it did not pose a life threat to him at all. He had no defensive attack at all.

Wherever the blade is, the hurricane is destroyed.

The blade pointed to the rain arrows.

"If I don't have some ability, it's really dangerous to deal with you two alone, but it's a pity that you can't kill me at all."

That was a very terrifying scene for Jiang Tingyu and the Empress who saw such a scene for the first time. I wondered if Qin Chengyi was immortal?

When Qin Chengyi wanted to escape from Langya City, he did not want to expose the secret of his involvement with the outside of the mountain. It was because the dean was still alive that he could not hold his position firmly. Now that the dean is dead, the will of the outside of the mountain is coming, he no longer needs to hide it.

The sound of rain and snow continued, and Jiang Tingyu and the Queen were shocked and speechless.

Qin Chengyi pressed step by step, "I'm very curious about how many formation techniques Cao Rushan has arranged on you, and whether he can withstand my sword again."

After all, Cao Rushan is not Ye Xinglan, and his ability to form a formation is limited. No matter how many formation techniques Cao Rushan left, Qin Chengyi was confident that he would defeat them all in one knife.

Although the Empress was once a person who almost became the Lord of Jianjiayuan Mountain, she rarely practiced since she entered the palace and never reached the peak of the God of Knowledge. She was already at a disadvantage. Faced with Qin Chengyi's terrible ability, Jiang Tingyu couldn't help but feel a little desperate in her extreme fatigue.

Perhaps because of feeling the Queen's emotions, Jiang Tingyu had a gloomy face and clenched the sword in his hand. They were already the last line of defense and must not retreat until Liu Feiyu led the reinforcements.

Jiang Tingyu stepped forward, forcibly cheering himself up, and slashed his sword that illuminated half of the city!

Although Qin Chengyi was able to heal his injuries, it was actually limited. He did not continue to resist with his body, but also slashed a knife. The light of that knife became even stronger, illuminating the entire city.

The light shone on Ye Jinyu's body. He slowly raised his head, and there was a sense of determination in his swollen eyes.

He looked at Chen Qiubai and said in a deep voice: "There is a problem with Zhaixing Mansion. If you can appear here, I will choose to believe you for the time being. If you can let Zhaixing Mansion's power be put into battle, Langya City can continue to hold on. Otherwise, we will all die. I have to help Jiangyuanshou guard the palace. You will understand when you go back to Zhaixing Mansion."

He didn't say much, because time could not be wasted anymore, and the light that illuminated the entire city was particularly dazzling, as if it was a sign of the destruction of Langya City.

Looking at Ye Jinyu who was running towards the palace as fast as possible, Chen Qiubai stood there in a daze.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became ugly for a moment.

In fact, he knew a long time ago that his lifelong wish was inherited from the teacher's ideas.

But the teacher chose to do it at this time. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong, nor did he know whether he wanted to stop it.

His spirit became a little dazed.

Either the dazzling light or the complex feeling in his emotions caused his head to tingle and fall into a confusion.

Chen Moxi's idea was deeply rooted in Shen Qiubai's mind. He had been moving forward with all his might, wanting to make Zhaixing Mansion quiet into the mountains and seas, but if it was at the cost of destroying Jiang Kingdom, would it seem too heavy?

He felt that he should stop the teacher.

But what he didn't notice was that there was a black mist surrounding him, and there was a thought in his head, but his body seemed to be manipulated by another consciousness, and he was not aware of anything.

He walked forward with a little staggering pace.

A thought deep in my mind is gradually amplifying.

......

The sky abandons the wasteland.

The viewer raised his eyes and looked at the black fog that was spreading. The black fog lasted for a long time. He could sense that although the black fog was descending in the wasteland, the person's will did not appear. But it was obvious that his guess was correct. The black fog was just observing, and the person would come eventually.

There were clear footsteps gradually sounding.

The visitor looked sideways and saw that it was Daosheng who rushed from Nanyu Kuchan for a while.

"The master asked me to send this chess piece, saying that the viewer knew it at first sight."

Daosheng respectfully handed the white chess handed over to the viewer that Master Wunian gave him to him.

Looking at the white chess piece, the audience remained silent.

The black fog is very dark, while the white chess is very white.

He picked up the chess piece, held it in his hand, and said calmly: "It seems that Master Wunian has made a decision, and I just hope that this chess piece is really white."

Daosheng looked at the chess piece and it was obviously white. Although he was confused, he did not say anything, but bowed again and bowed to leave.

......

The breeze blew the snow and sand, bringing out a wave of heat. It was a very strange phenomenon, but it was very common before Nanyu's drooping Zen.

The black volcanoes did not freeze due to the cold weather. The breeze came from Kuchan Temple, as if all seasons were acting at the same time.

The night is very deep, with stars dotted in the sky.

But soon it was covered by a layer of black fog. Master Wunian, who was standing in the courtyard, closed his eyes and rested slowly opened his eyes. He smiled and said, "The guest is here."

The ninth prince and Master Jiran looked solemn.

Two figures appeared in front of the canyon.

Looking at the ancient temple located here, Ning Haoran frowned tightly, "Why are you here?"

Li Mengzhou said lightly: "The Buer Cave was destroyed back then, but Master Wunian knew best in the world, but he lied to the world. First, I wanted to kill Wunian, and second, I wanted to enter Wanglai Lake."

Ning Haoran looked at Li Mengzhou in shock, "Who does your consciousness belong to?"

Li Mengzhou frowned slightly, reached out and knocked his head, and said, "It belongs to me, and it belongs to him."

Ning Haoran didn't understand which one was the subjective consciousness. He felt that there must be something wrong with that person. Although the will of that person came to Li Mengzhou, they seemed to be influencing each other.

He looked at the ancient temple silently. Li Mengzhou wanted to kill Master Wunian. Maybe that person also wanted to kill, but the reason they wanted to kill was different. Ning Haoran could understand this feeling very well because he had also experienced this very complicated emotional entanglement.

But at least it can be proved that the will did not really come successfully, but could only influence Li Mengzhou subtly, but the two wills were actually evenly matched, thus ramming out the third will.

It was those two wills that drove Li Mengzhou's body together, but it was presented with the third will.

There were chaotic footsteps in the canyon.

They were a group of monks wearing monk's robes, old monks with gray beards, monks with strong faces, and young monks with a slightly better appearance. They each had a scepter like a wooden stick, blocking the canyon in front of the canyon.

Li Mengzhou looked at them and said softly: "Nan Yu is called the Buddha Kingdom, with temples everywhere and many believers. His influence in the world is not weaker than that of Lihua Academy and Taoist Palace. In this war, if Nan Yu wants to choose who, the enemy will face unimaginable powerful forces. Therefore, Jiang and Yan Kingdom want to strive to form an alliance with Nan Yu, and you choose to be neutral. Do you really don't want to participate in the war or preserve your strength?"

The ninth prince walked out of the canyon, stood in front of the monks of the drought meditation, squinted his eyes and said, "What are you trying to visit me drought meditation?"

Li Mengzhou said calmly: "I have entered the thousand seas and watched, climbed Zhaoyao and Jianshan, and stayed in Chaowu City. The only place of luck in the world is your Nanyu Kuchan's Wanglai Lake. That is one of my goals, but what I want to do more is to kill Master Wunian."

The ninth prince frowned and said in a deep voice: "You are so arrogant before me, is it because you are bullying me, no one?"

The dry meditation monks standing behind him shouted loudly in unison, shining with Buddha's light, covering the entire dry meditation.

Ning Haoran had a serious expression and was qualified to stay in Kuchan Temple to practice. The lowest level of cultivation must be in the fourth realm. Although there are less than a hundred Kuchan monks, there are as many as a dozen of them at the peak of the fourth realm. There are also four great monks who have entered the fifth realm. The ninth prince's cultivation is even more at the peak of the God Realm, which is like an extremely powerful force.

The number of monks in the State of Wei is not large, and due to the war, there are countless strong people who died. In addition to the sword fairy in the Western Jin Jian Pavilion, there are also very few existences in the fifth realm. However, Nan Yu Kuchan, who did not participate in the war, still has the power of unbreakable losses.

This is just a monk who stayed in Kuchan Temple. There must be some Kuchan monks in Zhaoping City. Although Nan Yu's vassal state that believed in Kuchan was not as huge as the Taoist Palace, it should not be underestimated.

However, facing this force, Li Mengzhou still looked calm and said lightly: "Those below Xuanming are all ants in my eyes. Even if it is Xuanming, they are only worthy of being my dog."

That was a terrible bold statement, but it was actually the truth. For example, Emperor Lin Ganxiao and Lord of the Underworld, no one of them was a big thing that had entered the mysterious life. In the final analysis, they were really just dogs outside the mountain.
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