Chapter 180

Chixiao sword comes out.

Inserted into Cao Xi's neck.

Cao Xi, who had already lost her vital energy, opened her eyes and looked up at Su Chunsheng in front of her. Her mouth was full of scarlet blood.

"How did this sword come from?"

Cao Xi seems to admit his life, no longer full of anger, but full of doubts.

At this moment, it seems that Cao Xi, who originally came from a small town and trained himself as a master of kendo, suddenly remembered that he was a swordsman and was determined to deliver a sword.

From the beginning of the fight, the legendary Chixiao sword seemed to be very cumbersome. In addition to breaking the flying sword, it had been walking around without heat.

Cao Xi originally thought that even the shocking Chixiao sword would still be affected by the sword array in the small town, and could not play its original strength. But now it seems that all this is a situation of Su chunshengbu.

First, he made a sneak attack against Wang Meng to attract his attention. Then he threw Chixiao out and wandered around, but never got close to him.

However, when Cao Xi fled because of Gao Songtao's hand, he was blocked by Xin Zi's Qingmang sword. However, the Chixiao sword, which had been silent all the time, directly penetrated Cao Xi's immortal body.

Cao Xi, a top swordsman, was still caught off guard. After being punctured, he planted the sword Qi of Changsheng Liankai in his body and finally burst.

With such means and ingenuity, Rao is still shocked by Cao Xi, who has lived for many years.

Cao Xi raised his head, looking at the calm and gloomy face, full of doubts.

How did this sword come from?

Su Chunsheng holds Cao Xi's head in one hand and Chixiao sword in the other. The short sword is still inserted in Cao Xi's neck.

"You should know how to cultivate your mind?" Su Chun's life is quiet.

With a bitter smile, Cao Xi seemed to give up the place completely and let the Qi burst out. There was blood in her neck and chest, and her whole body became scarlet.

"What a Kendo mind training man."

"Su family boy, I hope you can really go on the path of kendo."

Cao Xi smiles calmly and looks up into the distance. Where she can see is the dilapidated mansion in the distance.

When a man is dying, he will probably miss his past life.

In the Central Plains of that year, there was no Cao family occupying a place. Cao Xi came out from then on and practiced his nine realm accomplishments. After so many years of bumping and bumping, the Cao family has become one of the three golden families. Cao Xigui is the ancestor of the Cao family. Naturally, he has seen too much glory and wealth and too much intrigue.

But what people miss is still the time of practicing sword in the small town.

Su Chunsheng looks calm and slowly twitches his arms.

The Chixiao sword inserted in Cao Xi's neck was pulled out slowly.

The collapse of Qi is more and more serious.

Without the support of Qi, Cao Xi fell down.

In the distance, a figure came rushing. It was an old man in gorgeous brocade. His eyes were red and he could not care about everything. He caught Cao Xi who had fallen down.

"Laozu..."

It was Cao Maoying, an old man of the Cao family who had just entered the town. After catching the fallen Cao Xi, he slowly put it on the ground and sat with Cao Xi on his knees.

The old man knelt on one side with red eyes, holding the tottering Cao Xi with trembling hands, choking.

Cao Xi waved her hand, and her Qi broke up more and more quickly. After coughing and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, she said in a hoarse voice, "once I die, the debt of the Cao family's Dashuo royal family will be written off. As for the Su family... "

"No matter..."

"Cao Maoying, the next Cao family will be handed over to you. Remember, don't get involved with the Dashuo royal family, or the Cao family will eventually be destroyed. You are like a tiger... "

Old man Cao Maoying red eyes, nodded heavily.

See this scene, Caoxi can't help grinning, no good airway: "an age, cry fart!"

"Go away, don't send!"

After that, Cao Xi lowered her head slowly.

His unique cultivation disappeared.

In the sky, Su Chunsheng, holding the Chixiao sword, looks down at this scene. When he really sees Cao Xi's death, his eyes turn black and he faints.

In the distance, Xin Zi, who has been watching all the time, comes to pick up Su Chunsheng.

Seeing this scene, Gao Songtao also hurried forward and seemed to want to help, but just as he approached, the green sword in Xin Zi's hand had already appeared in front of him.

Gao Songtao had no choice but to give a bitter smile and said, "you'd better go back to the blacksmith's shop first. After all, there is a place to live. Don't worry, I'm in debt to the Su family, and I won't fall into the trap at this time. "

Xin Zi narrowed her eyes and nodded after a little hesitation.

"I hope you don't fall into the trap, or I'll kill you myself."

After that, Xin Zi walks towards the back of the town with Su Chunsheng who has completely fainted. Su Chunsheng, who is stained with blood, is still bleeding on her body, spilling blood all the way.

Gao Songtao then turned to one side and picked up Wang Meng, who was also seriously injured. A group of four people walked towards the blacksmith shop at the back of the town.

By the side of the road, only the dead Cao Xi and the old man who knelt on one side and sobbed in a low voice were left.

A flash of white light came.

The old man who was the gatekeeper appeared on one side, looked down at the scene and sighed.

"If you do anything unjust, you will die."

"I hope you can remember your grandfather's last words before he died. Don't push the Cao family into the fire pit any more."

The old man looked down at the old man of the same age and said calmly, "the gate has been opened. Take your ancestors away from here."

Cao Maoying raised her head, looked at the old man in front of her, but did not speak. Then she slowly picked up Cao Xi and strode out of the town.

The old gatekeeper looked at the figure that strode away. After a long silence, he looked up at the sky and murmured, "is it going to change?"

"It's changed."

Qintian Pavilion.

Sun Lushan, holding a pot of wine, walked out of the pavilion and sat on the stone steps on one side.

After the two glasses were filled, sun Lushan gently picked up a glass, sipped it and calmly looked south.

"Buddhism stresses the cycle of cause and effect. Most things in the world can't escape this cycle, can they? Cao Xi, in order to make the Cao family strong, you didn't hesitate to break the rules of the river and lake and join the royal family in exchange for the prosperity of the Cao family for a hundred years. In order to compete for the sword Qi of Su's sword pool, he entered the celestial realm. But everything has a price. "

"I guess you cao Xi knows that this time the Su family boy went north. He seems to be alone, but the whole Central Plains River and lake are ready to move. Su's family has a deep foundation, and its sudden collapse without warning caught many people off guard. But there are so many people in debt to the Su family, and there is no shortage of those experts in shangjiujing. "

"Now that the Su family is going north, those who were once ashamed of the Su family may have to rise up. It's time to usher in a big year in the world, isn't it? "

With that, sun Lushan turned his head and looked at the glass full of wine beside him. With a bitter smile, he said, "entering the small town is tantamount to gambling on his own life. Cao Xi, you are determined to protect your Cao family. "

"Well, I'll satisfy your wish. Cao family, I'll keep it for you. "

After that, sun Lushan took the glass, touched the glass on one side, and drank it all.

As night falls, in the towering Yuntian academy, Xu Kuang, an old man in a blue shirt, sits on a stool. On the table in front of him, there is a small dish of peanuts and a pot of old wine.

Xu Kuang was carefree, sipping his wine and eating peanuts, while reading an old book in front of him with relish.

The dark night was mostly due to the fact that he couldn't stop his appetite. When he drank a little too much old wine, Xu Kuang was a little dizzy.

As a result, Xu kuanggan gave up reading. He leaned back on his chair, eating peanuts and holding a wine glass in one hand. He was very drunk and never gave up.

At this time, an inexplicable breeze blowing from, through the room, directly into the house.

Xu Kuang didn't seem to care. He just shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "winter is coming."

With that, a big mouthful of wine poured into my mouth again.

There was a crash.

The clear sound came.

Xu Kuang, who had just taken a sip of wine, was surprised and looked down at the table.

But see just that breeze blow, will originally spread on the desktop of the page turned a page.

Xu Kuang suddenly stare big eyes, incredible looking at this scene.

On that page, there is only one line of small characters, which is different from the content in the book. It seems that someone wrote it on one side in his early years. If you don't read it carefully, you won't notice it.

"When the breeze blows on the page, the scholar has no shame."

After a long silence, Xu Kuang suddenly smiles. Then he suddenly gets up, walks to the door of the room and opens the room.

Outside the door, the moon was shining.

Xu Kuang looked up to the south, bowed down with his hands.

"Sir, the students will be worthy of it!"

On the edge of the South China Sea, an old man stood by the sea, looking at the rough sea in the distance.

A burly man strode forward, stopped several feet behind the old man and bowed.

The old man waved his hand to show that there was no need to be polite.

When the strong man got up, he stood on one side and said nothing.

The old man stood so quiet for a long time, then slowly said: "Yin Xiaoyun, next it's Haichao Pavilion, are you sure?"

The strong man was Yin Xiaoyun, the most famous governor in Fenglei pass. But Yin Xiaoyun just nodded his head and said no more.

"Some go south, some go north."

The old man murmured: "the next wind and thunder pass is going to be bloody again."

"The rivers and lakes are scattered like sand. But I didn't want to be strung into a bead curtain by the Su family. Everything has a thread. "