If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

  Chapter 349 Sword Qi crosses the sky, laughing at the world, nothing exists

   Ao Jiu suspected that the vitality around him was like a rainstorm.

  The black dragon made waves in the rainstorm.

   Behind him, the emerald green horns of the dragon head exudes mysterious aura.

  The breath of breath fell into the body of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, causing his injuries to change and gradually improve.

  The huge phantom of the white dragon behind Feng Zhuhe was bitten to pieces by Ao Jiuyi.

  Feng Zhuhe held the long sword in his hand and stood where he was.

  When her body was full of energy and blood, the look of surprise in her eyes became more intense.

   "Dragon King..."

  Feng Zhuhe's vertical pupil looked at Ao Jiusu suspiciously.

  Ao Jiuyi's eyes were hazy, but there was a clear killing intent revealed.

   Just like when he wanted to use the dragon claws to hold the mysterious kung fu and make Lu Jing fall to the ground.

   It's just different from just now, the killing intent in Ao Jiuyi's eyes is not aimed at Lu Jing.

  The killing intent is like a knife, taking care of the black scales on the body of the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

  The black scales reflect the figure of the white dragon in the gully.

  Qi Beishan, Wang Rangong and even the prince of Dongnu Kingdom were also a little at a loss.

   "It is not an exaggeration for Long Zong and Lu Jing to say that they have a deep hatred.

  Why did Ao Jiuyi help Lu Jing? " Wang Rangong's thoughts flickered.

  Qi Beishan played the long piano in his hand to play the flowing water and high mountains, and played the deep sea and far sky.

When the sound of the zither brushed over the real body of the black dragon, the disparity in the astonishment of this well-known scholar in the Qi Kingdom came from Ao Jiuyi, when a ray of aura appeared and disappeared from his body, and a very weak aura floated out, going straight to the void and disappearing into the clouds. I don't know where to go.

   "Could it be because of the dragon-slaying platform?" Qi Beishan's pupils shrank slightly.

  His eyes at this time are like Qi Hanzhang and Gu Chenxiao in the valley.

  Gu Chenxiao's eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty.

  Qi Hanzhang held the dragon pen in his hand, his eyes were full of amazement.

   "As my uncle said, this Lu Jing is not only a real celebrity, but also a real strongman."

   Qi Hanzhang met Lu Jing in the middle of the river.

   Originally thought that Lu Jing was just a kind-hearted, peerless arrogance, and a gentleman who had read a lot of classics.

   But later, Lu Jing raised his sword and slashed dragons in the middle of the river, and killed people according to the stars, which made Qi Hanzhang see Lu Jing's happy and vengeful side.

  Now today, outside Taixuanjing.

  Qi Hanzhang clearly saw that Lu Jing not only had a scholarly spirit, but also had a sense of happiness and kindness.

  He stood on the cloud, the black dragon entrenched behind the Dragon King of the South China Sea in the distance, and bowed to Lu Jing in salute.

  Three hundred warriors riding tigers stood on the top of the mountain, and the majestic blood flowed from those Erlang wearing black armor, which merged with Lu Jing's weak breath!

  At this moment, Lu Jing is still dressed as a scholar, but he has the air of a general, and the air of a domineering king, as if he wants to annex the mountains and rivers!

   "Dafu has no shortage of unrivaled arrogance... But there are only three or five young people like this in the whole Dafu..."

  Qi Hanzhang's eyes were fierce.

  He thought of the Marquis of Zhongshan who had won the title of Marquis for his military exploits, he thought of Yu Dongshen who carried the three prefectures of Chong'an on his shoulders, and since he thought of the black-clothed sword armor Shang Min who had been famous all over the world since he was young.

  In addition, in Qi Hanzhang's view, it is said that the whole Dafu came from many surrounding countries, and there are probably very few people who can compare with Lu Jing!

   "However, I don't know whether those palace immortals and sword immortals on the twelfth floor and five cities in the sky can stand shoulder to shoulder with Lu Jing."

  Gu Chenxiao's originally clenched fists were also clenched even tighter.

  He stood in front of the carriage, which was driven by Fan Yuan who had visited Lu Jing in Kongshan Lane.

  Fan Yuan was also dressed in black armor like those warriors riding tigers.

  He was sitting on the carriage, holding the reins of the two steeds in his hands, not daring to look at Gu Chenxiao's back.

  Gu Chenxiao's body became thinner and thinner. From a distance, he looked like a white bone wearing a luxurious robe.

   "The crown prince has a demon in his heart, but he just met another arrogant man who is not afraid of the devil.

   Now it is good, Tianjiao has become the obsession of the devil, but in this Taixuanjing, the devil not only can't do anything to Tianjiao, but even fears the sword in Tianjiao's hand. "

  Thinking of this, Fan Yuan firmly suppressed the expression on his face.

  Don't dare to let Gu Chenxiao see his sigh.

  The whites of Gu Chenxiao's eyes were covered with cyan blood, and the bright red lips almost ooze blood.

"Why? This Lu Jing scholar was born, he has never been in the army for a day, he has never seen the real atmosphere of a large army, and he has never practiced the profound art of battle. How can he be able to fuse his blood with the three hundred tiger cavalry troops? In the battle array!"

   "He beheaded the Dragon King of the East China Sea, obviously exhausted his own blood, and his body became an empty shell of blood, so how can he use the three hundred tiger cavalry to gather blood?"

   "Scholar! Sword armor! Duke! Now he is like an overlord! General!

  How come all the benefits of the world are taken by this Lu Jing? "

   "I am Gu Chenxiao, the Crown Prince of Qi State, a real nobleman, and I will be in charge of Qi State in the future.

  A person like me just took a few humble lives, so why does Lu Jing..."

   Gu Chenxiao bit his lip, bright red blood flowed down from his lip.

  His mind was full of resentment and hatred, as if he wanted to swallow Lu Jing alive.

   But just when he was hysterical in his heart.

  The upright Tai Xuanjing walked towards Lu Jing, who seemed to have noticed his gaze.

  The young Duke lowered his head seemingly ordinary, and looked at Gu Chenxiao.

  In an instant.

  The thoughts in Gu Chenxiao's mind stopped in an instant.

  The evil prince of Qi suddenly felt a sharp sword aura, swimming out from Lu Jing's eyes.

  The martial arts spirit brewed by Gu Chenxiao collided with Lu Jing's primordial sword energy.

   Click!

   There was a crisp sound.

  Gu Chenxiao's martial arts spirit born of worshiping demons was almost shattered in an instant.

  He looked at Lu Jing in a daze, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and severe pain came from his internal organs, instantly draining all of Gu Chenxiao's strength.

  The once invincible prince of Qi State collapsed.

  Fan Yuan on the carriage had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and turned into an afterimage to support Gu Chenxiao.

   "Jing Guogong, my master is the prince of Qi after all, why are you indiscriminate..."

   As a minister, Fan Yuan was still worthy of his status and the black armor he was wearing when his master was humiliated. He even dared to raise his head to question Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing took a look at Fan Yuan, but shook his head: "The ancient prince will also be like this famous person from Qi, blocking my way and cutting my ambitions. Naturally, I can't treat one more favorably than another, and I must give him some respect."

  Fan Yuan's face turned red, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

  What kind of cultivation is Lu Jing today?

  Gu Chenxiao has just recovered from his injuries, so how dare he block his way?

  He was about to question.

  Lu Jing said to himself: "The ancient prince staying safely in the Hengshan mansion is a good thing for me to defeat Taixuanjing, and it is a good thing for King Qiyuan of Qi..."

   "If he wanders around Xuandu every day, he will inevitably be tired by the demon in his heart.

  Lu... will inevitably draw his sword and kill him.

  General Fan Yuan, you take him back to Hengshan Mansion, and he is not allowed to leave the mansion for one year. "

   "Another year?" Fan Yuan's expression gradually calmed down: "The last time Mr. Lu Jing questioned the Hengshan Mansion, it was because the Hengshan Mansion made mistakes first, and Mr. Lu Jing is an authority to enforce the law?

   I don’t know why Mr. Lu Jing will punish Hengshan Mansion again today? Is it a sin to come to this valley to enjoy the flowers and go out? "

  The sound of the piano is gurgling.

  The artistic conception has ups and downs, just like the poplar flowers are falling and the cricket is singing, and the crescent moon is shining in the sky again, and some brilliance falls.

  But whether it's settled poplar flowers, or crescent moon brilliance.

  It is mixed with strands of supernatural powers and a little bit of mysticism.

  The crescent moon shines to the ground and turns into a sharp sword aura.

  Yanghua falls, each petal is like a heavy raw stone.

  While Wang Rangong is holding a stylus, there is Ruozhi, the bells and drums, the long night, and the Geng Xinghe, who is about to dawn.

  It was like a dark night sky above his head, but it was like day under his feet.

   Galaxy, bells and drums, long night, and day cast a star palace.

  In the star palace, the Yuanshen of Wang Rangong is holding a pen in his right hand and leaning over the table to write.

  The misty weather actually made the world seem like a big dream.

  In the big dream, there are beautiful shadows and peaches and plums.

  Be it the spring breeze, peaches and plums, or Yan Ying, they all came out of the star palace to meet Lu Jing.

   Lu Jing held Tu Xian's black gold in his hand, and he looked straight ahead, but his voice drifted into Fan Yuan's ears like curling smoke.

   "You and the ancient prince will only treat me...to overwhelm others with power!"

   Lu Jing didn't explain much.

  He traveled all the way, saw the power in the court, also saw the injustice of the world, and also saw those real dragons in the middle of the river who are willing to kill people.

   Even met the two killing stars of Jidu Luohu on Lutan, and realized that he seemed to be the **** of the sage king in Taixuan Palace.

  Since it is a pawn, why do you have to follow the rules everywhere?

  Since he is a wicked person, why should he always take the law as his fruit? If you take the sword in your hand as the fruit, as long as the sword is sharp, how can the prince of Qi say a word?

   Tu Xian's black gold turned into streamer.

   Lu Jing strolled along.

  Fan Yuan, Qi Hanzhang, and even the evil prince Gu Chenxiao, who was in pain, all heard Lu Jing's words.

  Gu Chen screamed miserably.

  Qi Hanzhang shivered.

  Fan Yuan opened his eyes wide, and looked at Lu Jing very seriously.

  He remembered that when he visited Lu Jing for the first time, he wanted to ask him to paint for Gu Chenxiao.

  At that time, in his eyes, Lu Jing was a young gentleman who thought about every move and acted with integrity, and was well-mannered.

  "For more than a year, the young gentleman who wanted to come here from the past gradually realized that in the human world, one should not ask about the process, but only about the cause and effect."

  General Hei Jia picked up his prince, got into the carriage, and drove away.

  The prince of Dongnv Kingdom who had already taken several steps, was still surrounded by wisps of sword energy, and phantoms of supernatural powers emerged.

  He stood at the end of the path.

   He was the one who made the first move just now, but both Qi Beishan and Wang Rangong made moves.

  He put down his hand on the hilt of the sword.

  The leader of the Huai Gang has deep eyes, a painting-like appearance, and a greasy complexion.

  But at this moment, he frowned slightly, watching Lu Jing continue to brew, and from the original sharpness, there was more domineering sword energy.

   A few breaths of time passed.

  The leader of the Huai Gang turned around without a word, and walked towards the way he came.

  Qi Beishan was a little surprised.

  Wang Rangong couldn't help frowning, and scolded: "Since you are here to block the way, why retreat before the battle?"

  The leader of Huai Gang walked towards the end of the path, waved his hands...

   Then, Qi Beishan and Wang Rangong laughed in their ears: "If you want to kill Lu Jing, I will definitely accompany you in the future.

  Today, you couldn't stop Lu Jing from entering Taixuanjing, so you better beg for mercy and retreat earlier, lest he draw his sword and cut you off. "

  …

  Nan Heyu sat cross-legged on the ice peak of Jiaoshen Mountain.

  Luo Mingyue bears the famous sword toad soul behind her, and the sword exudes a trace of cold air.

   "Since the sword energy in this world has nothing to do with you, why are you so persistent, He Yu?"

  Luo Mingyue, the great swordsman of Yuxing Island, spoke slowly.

  While she was talking, she was staring at the valley in the distance.

  Indistinctly, a ray of sword light surged from her body, covering the ice peak and covering Nan Heyu's aura.

  Ling Nan Heyu not to see what happened in the valley.

   Nan Heyu stood in front of the line written by Lu Jing.

  Melancholy seemed to be brewing in her eyes, and Qian Xiushui was radiant.

   "Master, since I can raise this feathered sword heart, why can't I see through this human sword energy?" Nan Heyu turned her head and asked carefully.

  She noticed Luo Mingyue's eyes looking at the valley, and followed the eyes of the master, but she didn't notice anything, she just thought that Luo Mingyue was admiring the beautiful scenery in the valley.

  Luo Mingyue replied patiently: "The sword energy in the world not only requires the attainment of swordsmanship, but also not only requires a sword heart.

  Like the fourth gentleman, Ji Shen'an, he still needs a heart to see the world, and a pair of eyes to see good and evil in the world. "

   "Cultivating the sword is also cultivating Qi."

  When Nan Heyu heard Luo Mingyue's answer, for some reason, her eyes became more determined.

   "Even if I can't comprehend the sword energy in this world, I can still comprehend Mr. Lu Jing's words carefully.

  I have traveled to and from Yuxing Island and Taixuanjing many times, but I only care about taking off with my sword, and I have never looked down at the world or the mortal world.

  Later, because I wanted to apologize to Mr. Lu Jing, I followed him to the Zhutai River, only to see that even in Huanghuang Xuandu there are wicked people who are devouring innocent children.

   Later, because Mr. Lu Jing broke into the Hengshan Mansion, I found out that the Crown Prince of Qi actually set up a dark room in the Hengshan Mansion to torture... innocent women.

  Later, when Mr. Lu Jing went to Hezhong Road, I saw a place not far from Taixuanjing, which was like a mountain of white bones. "

   "It is precisely because of these bones that Mr. Lu Jing will not hesitate to offend the Wufang Sea Dragons, write down a letter of justice, and draw his sword to kill the Dragon King."

   "At that time, I saw Mr. Lu Jing's words for the first time, but I didn't know what it meant.

  After walking along the middle of the river and looking at it again, I already have a little understanding of what it means to be saved from hopelessness. "

  Luo Mingyue let out a long sigh: "Don't you see that Lu Jingxin belongs to you?"

   "What's more... with Lu Jing's temperament, something will always happen.

  He may not be able to hold his own temperament, and may die in response to his own temperament. "

  When Nan Heyu heard Luo Mingyue's words, Qingyue's gentle smile appeared in her mind.

   At this moment, the master of swordsmanship in the Nanguo government finally did not want to suppress his emotions anymore.

   "Master, you also said that Lu Jing is different, you also said that he has a sincere heart and a pair of eyes that see the world.

   May I ask in Taixuan Jingzhong, except Lu Jing, who can see the sword energy in the world? "

  Nan Heyu knew well that the long-suppressed love in her heart did not arise for no reason.

  I see that all living beings are grass and trees, but I only see you as a green mountain.

   "Since you have thoughts in your heart, why bother to be indecisive? With this heart in mind, just keep going forward, and you won't bother Mr. Lu Jing."

   Nan Heyu said so.

  Luo Mingyue was about to speak, but felt something, and suddenly turned her head to look at the valley.

  Seeing that the ice peak that originally covered Luo Mingyue's sword energy was suddenly shaken by a sword energy from hundreds of miles away, it shattered in an instant!

  Nan Heyu was a little taken aback.

   Behind Luo Mingyue, the famous Toad Soul Sword, the number nine under heaven, kept shaking!

  However, from that valley, a sword energy that contains the momentum of swallowing the sky, the sharp weather, the brilliance of the sun, the aftermath of thunder, and a brand-new domineering spirit soars up into the sky.

  The sword energy stretched across the sky, spanned hundreds of miles, cut off a path on the ground, and paved a smooth path for the sword energy.

  Nan Heyu only felt that the sword energy was very familiar, and she looked forward with her spiritual thoughts circulating.

   But there was a black dragon crawling beside Lu Jing.

   Around the long road of sword energy, there are faintly visible star palaces, divine towers, and real dragons bowing their heads.

   Lu Jing put a sword on his waist and entered Taixuanjing with his head held high.

  The edge of a sword energy can be called peerless!

  The concubine of the past, today's Jing Guogong stepped into the air in white clothes, and his aura was as sharp as his own sword aura.

  Sword Qi crosses the sky, laughing at the world, nothing exists.

  (end of this chapter)