Chapter 719: Miyang Rebellion

At this moment, a loud shout came out!

I saw a hundred-foot-long Qingtian sword suddenly appearing above Zhao Jian and Mu Yi, pointing directly at the sky, and then slashed down with an indescribable sword intent.

The disciples of both sides who were a little closer to the two were shocked by this powerful spiritual pressure, and stopped fighting one after another, looking towards the middle.

Rumble!

A burst of thunderous noise exploded after the Qingtian sword shadow fell, rounds of scorching suns of mixed colors flashed one after another, bursts of violent space fluctuations came out amidst the roar, gusts of air flow like a gust of wind , rolling in all directions.

At this moment, the two figures separated from each other in a flash.

It was Zhao Jian and Mu Yi.

At this moment, the two of them looked a little embarrassed, their clothes were damaged, and there were many injuries everywhere on their bodies, dripping with blood.

"Is the legendary Chasing Wind and Cloud Sword only at this level? It really disappoints me!" Zhao Jian sneered, and a hot white flame suddenly ignited at his hand, spreading to the entire halberd in an instant.

"You're courting death!" Mu Yi roared angrily, but a strange color flashed in his eyes imperceptibly, and his body suddenly shot backwards, leaving the battlefield.

Zhao Jian frowned, and was about to give chase.

At this moment, in the distant sky, a black spot flew towards here extremely quickly. Zhao Jian looked there, and his face changed drastically.

The black spot came close in an instant, but it was a huge white warship, tens of feet long, and the front end of the battleship was extremely sharp, like a giant sword piercing the starry sky.

On both sides of the battleship are dozens of black hole muzzles, emitting black light full of ferocity.

"No, retreat quickly! It's the Changfeng battleship of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect!" Zhao Jian stared and shouted loudly.

The disciples of the Qinglan Holy Land who were fighting fiercely heard the words, looked up and saw the huge battleship in the sky, their expressions changed, and immediately stopped entangled with the people of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect, and flew out.

The members of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect didn't stop them either. At this moment, the battleship above suddenly shone brightly, white light flashed from the black holes on both sides, and dozens of white beams of light shot out, falling on the crowd of Qinglan Holy Land .

Suddenly there was a scream, and anyone who was hit by the beam of light was immediately seriously injured, and even exploded to death.

"Evacuate separately!"

The warship bombarded them for several rounds, and more than half of Qinglan's disciples were lost. In the end, less than twenty people escaped and scattered in all directions.

The disciples of the Zhuyun Sword Sect immediately chased after him, wanting to kill them all.

At this moment, a figure flashed, and Zhao Jian stood in front of the disciples of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect. He swept out the halberd in his hand, and a circle of gray light gushed out like a tide, sending several disciples of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect flying. , blood gushing out from the mouth.

"Kill this person!"

The disciples of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect behind roared and rushed towards him. Dozens of sword lights gathered into a huge torrent and slashed at Zhao Jian.

A light flashed in Zhao Jian's eyes, and with a loud shout, black and white light emerged from his body, forming a black and white mask, blocking the torrent of sword light.

His body was shaken, a layer of bloody light appeared on his face, and the black and white mask trembled violently, as if it was about to shatter immediately.

"Senior Brother Zhao Jian, I'm here to help you!" The figure disappeared, and a figure flew towards Zhao Jian. It was a man with a round face and a green robe who landed beside Zhao Jian.

But seeing the magic trick in his hand, a large black and white light erupted from his body, forming a beam of light, which merged into the black and white mask above Zhao Jian's head.

The black and white mask immediately stabilized.

The two looked at each other and shouted loudly at the same time, the black and white light mask burst into light, and then exploded, sending all the dozens of sword light above flying away.

"Walk!"

The faces of the two of them were all pale, and their figures flew out, turning into two lightning bolts, flying towards the distance, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Mu Yi watched the two flee away, sneered, and flew towards the battleship without catching up.

On a mountain peak more than 10,000 miles away from the battlefield, two ray of light flew incomparably swiftly from a distance, landed on a cliff, the ray of light disappeared, and Zhao Jian and the round-faced young man appeared .

The faces of both of them were a little pale, and as soon as Fang fell to the ground, they panted heavily, and each took out the elixir and took it.

"Those people didn't come after them." Zhao Jian glanced at the rear and said.

The round-faced young man also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Junior Brother Yu, thank you for your help this time, otherwise I would not have escaped so easily this time." Zhao Jian looked at the round-faced youth and said.

"Where, Senior Brother Zhao Jian, you are really admirable that you can retreat in order to cover your fellow sects, and you are willing to be the queen." The round-faced youth said.

A smile appeared on Zhao Jian's face, and he was about to say something when his face suddenly changed, and he looked behind the round-faced young man.

"Who?" he snapped.

The round-faced young man's expression changed, and he turned around like lightning. There was no one behind him, and he was startled for a moment.

puff!

A halberd protruded from his chest, and blood poured out.

"Zhao Jian...you..." The round-faced young man spat out a mouthful of blood, his heart was pierced, he had no strength in his body, and turned around with difficulty.

"Junior Brother Yu, don't blame me. If you want to blame me, you can only blame you for practicing the Nine-Turn Mysterious Kungfu, and you have even reached the fifth turn! This Kungfu can only be practiced by me alone!" Zhao Jian showed a sinister smile on his face. , The palm of the hand holding the halberd flashed with white light, and a white flame ignited, which quickly spread to the round-faced young man along the halberd.

The round-faced young man opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but his whole body was soon covered by white flames, and after a few breaths, he turned into ashes and drifted away.

Zhao Jian folded his hands and put away his halberd expressionlessly, his figure turned into a ray of light and flew towards one direction.

...

Half a day later, night fell.

In a certain mountain range on this planet, a ray of light appeared in the distance, galloping towards it with incomparable speed, landed on a mountain peak, and a figure appeared, it was Zhao Jian.

He looked around, frowning slightly.

At this moment, behind him flashed in the void, and a vague figure emerged.

This person is tall and tall, and his face is a little blurry in the night. He can only see that he is wearing a suit of armor, exuding an extremely powerful aura.

"Senior Pilu." When Zhao Jian saw this person, a respectful expression appeared on his face, and he bowed in salute.

"How is things going?" The blurry figure said, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if metal was rubbing against each other.

"Most of Qinglan's disciples were killed or injured this time. The news spread back to Qinglan Holy Land. Those elders in the sect will definitely not let it go. The next batch of reinforcements will arrive soon." Zhao Jian said.

"Okay, you did a good job." The blurry figure said.

Zhao Jian smiled slightly.

"It's just that your father was very disappointed that you failed to find Zuntai's body in the Kunlun Secret Realm back then." The vague figure spoke again.

"Yes, I was negligent about this matter." Zhao Jian's face changed, and he said in a low voice.

"Although Your Majesty didn't say anything to you about this matter, but he is about to leave the seclusion, and there is no room for any mistakes in all aspects. You also know that Your Majesty and I have great expectations of you." The blurry figure said.

"Yes, Zhao Jian will definitely fulfill his mission this time!" Zhao Jian solemnly agreed.

"Okay! You must also pay attention to the matter of Xuangong. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me at any time. This piece of water dragon reverse scale is a gift from your lord, so please accept it." The blurry figure said, with one hand With a lift, a blue light flew out from his body, and hung in front of Zhao Jian in a flash.

Zhao Jian stared motionlessly at a blue scale in the blue light package in front of him, with a look of great joy on his face.

...

A mysterious force began to promote the battles in various parts of the Miyang Starfield. The battle in the three holy places escalated rapidly, and the entire Miyang Starfield gradually fell into unprecedented chaos.

Time flies, and twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the side hall of Baoyue Palace.

Shi Mu's external avatar stood floating above a huge pothole. The black mist surged violently around him, his figure suddenly doubled in height, and another identical head popped out from the side of his neck.

And beside him, black mist rolled up for a while, and four thick arms protruded from it.

"That's right, the golden core is finally completed. Come, let me try your cultivation technique." Opposite him, Shi Mu, who was floating in the air, said happily.

At this moment, there is no doubt that there is an aura of the late stage of heaven in him.

The avatar outside the body responded with a sound, and four fists danced wildly towards Shi Mu.

The black light surged above his four punches, and the black mist entrenched, shaking the surrounding space until it trembled and smashed down.

Seeing this, Shi Mu didn't dodge or evade, and didn't even take any defensive action.

I saw a yellow light shining on his chest and abdomen, and a large piece of skin turned into a khaki rock in an instant, and blocked it against the incarnation magic fist.

"Boom" sounded!

The body outside the body was shocked, and the four magic fists were retracted in a flash at the same time, but the black mist entrenched on them immediately disintegrated, but Shi Mu, who was hit hard, did not retreat a step.

The khaki rocks on his chest and abdomen were slowly fading away, and the exposed skin was not damaged except for a light bruise.

As a piece of blue light lit up, the bruise disappeared immediately.

"That's right, the power of this punch may not be able to withstand the mid-stage of the normal rank. It's just that if I want to break through my earth-like defense, I still don't have the time. I have to upgrade to the late stage of the rank." Shi Mu thought for a while, and said to himself.

Five years ago, he broke out of the sealed rock, and he had achieved a little success at the fifth rank of Xuan Gong.

However, five full years have passed, and because of the incompleteness of his exercises, he has not made any progress in his Xuangong cultivation.

"The avatar has just entered the heavenly position, and it seems that the aura is still a little unstable." Shi Mu pondered for a moment, then took out a few pills for the avatar to take, and then ordered him to practice and consolidate his realm.

Seeing that the avatar was surrounded by black air again, the light under Shi Mu lit up, and he sat down in the air again, and found a jade slip in his palm again: "Tiantian Holy Spirit Art"

Speaking of which, since he got this method, except for the first time after practicing for a while, he has been unable to comprehend it, which delayed the practice of this method.

Shi Mu raised his hand to caress the jade slip on his forehead, and the waves of spiritual power were washed away from it.

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