Chapter 104

Ghost fox was smashed, struggling, but can only utter a scream.

With the landing of the old man, the ghost fox, which was suppressed by the invisible Qi, screamed more fiercely. All black hair burns instantly.

The old man in green shirt is Xu Kuang, the great master of Confucianism and Taoism who came from the cliff of Yuntian mountain.

But Xu Kuang didn't pay attention to the howling fox. Instead, he looked up at the huge ghost family on the opposite side and said in a deep voice, "the ghost family has a high and low level, and the ghost emperor has a good realm, but do you really think I haven't noticed?"

"Jianshan block, you Guizu Millennium isolation, never into the Central Plains half step, such things, I still need to tell you why?"

"I'm a great master of the human race. How could I ever be short of him?"

Xu Kuang takes a step forward, Su Chunsheng falls to one side, his eyes are still gloomy.

"Sir?"

Xu Kuang turned his head, looked at Su Chunsheng, and said softly, "Mr. Su has been honest all his life, but I'm sorry for your Su family. When jiuxiao Jianzong was besieged by the ghosts, I was trapped in the Qi Yun formation of qintian Pavilion and couldn't get out. When I got back to Yuntian mountain, I knew about it. I wanted to kill the ghost people hiding here, but I didn't do it after all. "

"I know that these enemies are in your heart. I want you to cross them yourself. As for the ghost emperor, he will die today. "

"Who says scholars can only read? The scholar can still kill the enemy! "

Xu Kuang looked calm, but he was not angry.

There are scholars in Confucianism and Taoism. They study all their lives and cherish the world. But in the end, they have to use force to eliminate injustice. Xu Kuang is like this.

This famous Confucian and Taoist master, who is now very famous in the Dashuo Dynasty, does not see the flow of Qi on his body, but clearly shows an indescribable and extremely dignified momentum.

It has been said that reading can be noble.

As a great master of Confucianism and Taoism, Xu Kuang's noble spirit is even stronger than any martial arts master.

Hearing this, Su Chunsheng no longer said more. Instead, he held a sword in one hand and looked at the ghost emperor opposite him, murderous.

The ghost emperor was obviously a little surprised. Looking at the old man coming across the sky, he said in a hoarse voice: "Yuntian academy has already fallen down. You scholar, do you really want to do it? I'm not afraid that Yuntian academy will be destroyed one day, just like jiuxiao Jianzong

With a sneer, Xu Kuang said, "Yuntian academy, ten years ago, a scholar burned books and jumped off a cliff, just for the sake of his iron bone. Are you really afraid of your threat?"

"What's more, you and those behind the scenes can really shake Yuntian academy? In those days, I only knew how to read, but I didn't have enough momentum, so I couldn't pay attention to it. Now, I even go to qintian Pavilion, and I'm afraid of you? "

"If I live for one day, I won't sit back and ignore you, let alone allow you to do evil!"

With that, Xu Kuang strode forward, and then said in a deep voice: "today, I will let you wait for the GUI people to know that the ones who killed the GUI people are not only the peerless sword immortals on Jianshan mountain, but also the people studying in the Central Plains."

As Xu Kuang took a step, a stream of air gushed out, just like a huge wave, directly crashing into the opposite side.

The momentum is invisible. When you meet the ruins, you just flash by and set off a breeze.

But the ghost emperor on the other side suddenly opened his eyes, and his gloomy eyes were full of fear.

The next moment, the ghost emperor did not bravely meet the enemy, but flashed back, jumped high and went straight away.

Obviously, in the face of this seemingly gentle wind, the ghost emperor knew whether he would win or lose, so he ran away.

Xu kuangli stood in the same place, his eyes were gloomy, and said: "escape? Where are you going? "

With a big drink.

In the distance, the ghost emperor, who shot into the night sky, was just like the previous ghost fox. He was directly hit by the heavy momentum and fell into the distant mountain forest. There was a loud noise. The birds in the forest were aroused and scattered.

At this time, the Chixiao sword in Su Chunsheng's hand suddenly moved.

Su Chunsheng looks down in amazement, only to find that Chixiao sword doesn't listen, shoots out and goes straight to the place where the ghost emperor falls in the distance.

Seeing this scene, Xu Kuang was also slightly surprised, but he gently stopped.

"The Chixiao sword really deserves its reputation."

Xu Kuang said softly.

Su Chunsheng knew that it must be the sword spirit who was going to fight. Otherwise, Chixiao sword, which was always calm, would not shoot so fiercely.

Behind, the shrill cry of the ghost fox gradually returned to the movement.

The crackling sound of burning continued.

Xu Kuang turned his head and watched the fox gradually turn into smoke. He said in a deep voice, "this is the thing kept by the Qingming ghost sanctuary, one of the six ghost saints. It's really extraordinary that the cultivation goes directly to the xuanzhi realm."

Su Chunsheng was stunned for a moment and asked: "Qingming ghost saint?"

Xu Kuang shook his head and said, "I heard that among the ghosts, there are six ghosts, each of whom is the master and controls the other. Qingming ghost saint is one of them. The ghost people who must have entered the hinterland of the Central Plains and hid here are under the command of Qingming ghost saint. "

Su Chunsheng is thoughtful.

In the distance, Na Xinzi comes to Su Chunsheng and looks at Su Chunsheng with a gentle smile.

Xu Kuang no longer paid attention to these, but looked at Su Chunsheng, sighed a little, and said: "your parents and hundreds of people in the Su family are buried in the jiuxiao temple. Go and have a look."

Su Chunsheng nodded, squeezed a smile at Xin Zi, and then turned around.

In front of him is the nine storey jiuxiao temple. On top of the temple, there are wind bells, which tinkle with the wind.

After a little silence, Su Chunsheng strides forward and enters the jiuxiao temple.

Outside the temple, Xu Kuang looked at his back as he strode in. With a bitter smile, he looked up at the gloomy sky and murmured, "the Su family will never die."

Xin Zi's eyes were red, and she remembered that Su Chunsheng, who was seriously injured in the cold sky sword grave, was crying for his mother in a coma, with tears streaming down his face and full of sadness.

In the distance, after the ghost emperor was shot down, he struggled to get up.

Just just just stand up, then suddenly thrilled.

As soon as he turned around, a short sword was suspended in the air. On the handle of the sword, there was an illusory shadow. He reached out and held the Chixiao sword.

"In the past thousand years, Chixiao has only recognized the Lord twice."

"Last time, it was the master who took me to kill everywhere. In the end, I couldn't do anything."

"This time, I will do something."

"The sword is named Chixiao. It cuts the gods up and stands the ghosts down. You will die. "

The illusory shadow standing on the side of the dagger, gently forward.

The power of the sword came out.

The ghost emperor, who was standing there, wanted to turn around and run away, but he didn't wait to move.

At this moment, the fierce ghost emperor really knows why the ghost clan has been powerful for thousands of years, but they have never crossed Jianshan in a big way.

The next moment, the sword gas gushes out.

The ghost emperor, whose cultivation was clearly in the human celestial realm, died suddenly, and his massive body was pierced with dozens of holes.

The illusory woman turned her head and looked at the mountain in the distance, the jiuxiao temple in the night, and gradually showed a touch of sadness between her eyebrows.

Heaven and earth change color.