Chapter 144: A Battle that Disappointed Anle, the Second Prince Who Was Sucked Dry

The night gradually deepened, and evening clouds floated in the sky, covering the stars.

The reeds and grass swayed slightly in the night wind.

But someone flew past lightly, tapped the reeds lightly with his toes, and then rose into the air. He was wearing a Confucian robe, but he looked very elegant and easy-going.

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The King of Jiangling has a handsome face. Although he is hundreds of years old, he cares about his image very much and makes himself look like a man in his twenties or thirties, in the prime of his life.

He put his hands behind his back, stepped on the void, and rose into the air step by step.

In the distance, a sword light swept over at a very fast speed, like a meteor, suddenly illuminating the night.

Su Muzhe stepped on the sword, wearing leather armor, with sword energy constantly inhaling and exhaling from her brows, with sadness in her eyes, but also a bit of nostalgia in the sadness.

She thought Zhao Huangting would die before the Yuanmeng capital in the north. On the eve of going north, she and Zhao Huangting traveled together in Shu, just like when they were young and traveled around the world with swords.

That period of time was when the two of them established their feelings.

Although five hundred years have passed quickly, she, Su Muzhe, has also taken on the responsibility from the original sword genius of Jianchi Palace and became the master of Jianchi Palace.

However, in front of Zhao Huangting, she is still the innocent and romantic girl.

She once expressed her willingness to follow him north and collect his body, but was rejected by Zhao Huangting. He said that he didn't want to die in front of her, because if so, he would leave regrets, and he couldn't bear to see her cry.

In addition, it is also because Su Muzhe's current status is very different from before. The Yuan Meng Emperor covets Jianchi Lake very much. Now he has not spared his hands to deal with Jianchi Palace. Once Su Muzhe goes north to give him a chance, it is very likely that Jianchi Palace will be implicated.

Su Muzhe is now the palace master of Jianchi Palace. He has too many things to bear and can no longer be as free and easy as before.

Su Muzhe thought that the farewell in front of the mountain gate of Jianchi Palace that day might be a farewell forever.

But he never thought that after Zhao Huangting's exciting battle in the north, Anle actually brought Zhao Huangting back from the north to the south successfully!

Su Muzhe, who got the news, was very surprised and immediately flew out of Jianchi Palace and rushed to help.

When the farewell was no longer permanent, she had the opportunity to say goodbye to Zhao Huangting again, and her heart was extremely happy.

Even this inky black night seemed to become too brilliant in her eyes.

Her requirements were not high, she just wanted to accompany him through the last time.

Suddenly, a figure in a Confucian robe ascended to the sky step by step. Under the night, he wore an elegant smile, but that elegant smile was extremely creepy.

There was no emotion, just a numb smile hanging from the skin.

The sword light stopped, Su Muzhe stood on the sword, staring at King Jiangling who blocked her way, and gradually there was coldness and murderous intent in her eyes.

"Get lost!"

Su Muzhe said coldly.

King Jiangling looked like an elegant scholar, his Confucian robe fluttering in the wind, and his face seemed to be covered with oil, looking very greasy.

He looked at Su Muzhe, his eyes were gentle, and he chuckled, "Don't go over for now. The second prince is competing with Anle for the first place in the Little Saint List. Give me some face."

"Get lost!"

Su Muzhe raised his hand and tapped his forehead. In his forehead, a palace built by sword energy appeared. The densely packed swords hanging in it were all swinging and colliding violently, making a clanging sound.

Su Muzhe practiced the sword hiding method of Jianchi Palace, which was very different from the Red Dust Sword of the Sixth Mountain Master. The Sixth Mountain Master used the Red Dust Sword Box to raise the sword, and each sword contained different sword meanings and sword energy.

One sword is a person in the world, three thousand swords are three thousand people, and the surging sword formation is like the rolling world, which is quite good.

Su Muzhe did not take the path of raising sword meaning. The sword technique she practiced was called hiding the sword, but it can be simply said... swallowing the sword.

Using the mind space of the Niwan Palace at the center of the eyebrows as a scabbard, swallowing swords means really stuffing the actual sword into the Niwan Palace at the center of the eyebrows. Swallowing one sword every three days, swallowing a hundred swords a year, and in the past five hundred years... the number of swords swallowed is as many as tens of thousands!

Fortunately, she is the palace master of the Jianchi Palace, and there are many swordsmiths of the Jianchi Palace behind her to suck blood, which can support her swallowing tens of thousands of swords in the Niwan Palace.

She does not follow the path of breaking all methods with one sword, but suppressing people with quantity.

Ten thousand swords that are connected with each other's mind are smashed down in a whole way. As practitioners of the same ninth realm, their scalps are numb.

After all, each of these swords contains the mind and thoughts of a practitioner of the ninth realm.

King Jiangling looked at Su Muzhe, who was about to release the sword from his eyebrows after a disagreement, and he couldn't help but smile.

"I know you are worried about the old uncle, but don't worry, the second prince's goal is only peace and happiness, and he will not hurt Zhao Huangting at all. I can guarantee this."

King Jiangling smiled.

Su Muzhe did not stop moving, and swords whizzed out one after another, suspended at her side.

"Second Prince Zhao Pei? He has the same temperament as the Emperor of the Zhao family, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. He crossed the Canglang River in peace and happiness, and killed Tong Guan with his trump card. There is a dead air between his eyebrows. What else can he do except taking advantage of others' misfortune? He even said that he was competing for the first place in the Little Saint List. It's really disgusting."

Su Muzhe said coldly: "If you have the ability, you should wait for Anle to fully recover and fight him in an open battle. Zhao Pei obviously doesn't have the courage to do so. He wants to use the Purple Golden Lotus to absorb Anle's invincibility, but it's just for the sake of calculating benefits."

Jiangling King was not surprised that Su Muzhe could see through this, because the second prince Zhao Pei did have this purpose.

"The second prince just wants to inherit the position of crown prince. If he can use the Purple Golden Lotus to obtain 70% of Anle's invincibility, his future cultivation will be smooth. A little bit of spiritual flaws will not affect him. He is not on the road to invincibility."

Jiangling King smiled.

"It's impossible for you to get past it. Let's have a good exchange. Jiangling Mansion and Jianchi Palace are old neighbors. It's a pity that we haven't fought for five hundred years."

Jiangling King's words made Su Muzhe extremely disgusted: "I'm afraid of disgusting my sword if I fight with you. Don't think that the world doesn't know about the dirty things you did in Jiangling Mansion. In fact, everyone knows it. It's just that you are the prince of the Zhao family, and you pulled the court to endorse you. Otherwise, with your dirty things, I'm afraid that there would be a five-thousand-year-old monster in Kunpeng Mountain who would have come out and taken your head."

Jiangling King still maintained his elegance, his face was greasy, and he chuckled: "Everyone is just seeking the truth, and I am also seeking the truth, why not?"

"If Jianchi Palace really can't stand it, then destroy my Jiangling Mansion. It's meaningless to say it but not take action."

Jiangling King's words made Su Muzhe's face sink immediately.

If possible, Jianchi Palace really wanted to attack Jiangling Mansion directly and wipe out all those ugly things.

But the location of Jianchi Palace was too sensitive. Jiangling Mansion had been managed by King Jiangling for hundreds of years and had long been impregnable. Even if the elite soldiers privately hired by King Jiangling were not counted, the Jianghu practitioners gathered in King Jiangling Mansion alone were extraordinary.

And because of Jianchi Lake, Jianchi Palace was coveted by Xiliang, Dali and Yuanmeng. Once they really dared to gather disciples to attack Jiangling Mansion, Xiliang, Dali and Yuanmeng Empire would never miss such an opportunity.

For a while, Su Muzhe, who felt aggrieved and angry, stopped talking.

In a clatter, swords poured out from the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows, as if they had turned into a long river of flying swords. The sword fingers pinched and pressed, and smashed towards King Jiangling.

King Jiangling's face also turned slightly cold, but soon a touch of elegance appeared again.

He just stopped Su Muzhe a little, there was no need to fight for his life or death, but Su Muzhe's strength was definitely not weak, and he was able to become the master of Jianchi Palace, so he was naturally extraordinary.

King Jiangling raised his palm and scratched his palm with his fingertips.

A hole suddenly appeared, and three drops of extremely red, constantly wriggling blood floated out of the hole. King Jiangling flicked his fingers.

Those three drops of blood actually swelled up in the wind and turned into three huge monsters, crashing into Su Muzhe's long river of swords.

Jianchi Palace...

King Jiangling's eyes flashed a crazy scarlet.

Sooner or later, he will flatten Jianchi Palace and occupy Jianchi Lake!

Using the majestic sword energy of Jianchi Lake to sacrifice his magic weapon, by then... the tenth realm can be expected!

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The peach wood sky thunder and Yan Guichao's sword energy collided with each other, and amid the sound of metal clashing, a pool of thunder was uncontrollably shattered, and the thunder intertwined like a spider web, impacting the ground and emitting bursts of scorching heat.

The white clothes were stained with some blood, and they fluttered in the wind and waves rolled up by the sword energy and thunder.

Anle held Yan Guichao in one hand and slapped it forward. The blood and qi of the perfect innateness of the five realms were no longer suppressed, and they burst out from the meridians and gushed out along the tip of Yan Guichao's sword.

The tip of the sword seemed to be lingering with a touch of wind and thunder, and the sword energy gave birth to wind and thunder. The wind and thunder sword energy fell down invincibly, and then the pool of thunder was completely broken!

The peach wood sword wrapped in the sky thunder was immediately slapped to the ground by a sword, and countless mud splashed, and the peach wood sword shot back.

Like a swimming fish, it floats beside the second prince Zhao Pei, with arcs flickering and interweaving from it, like a god standing in the thunder pool.

Zhao Pei has been learning Taoism in the Tianshi Mansion since he was a child. Combined with the cultivation methods treasured in the Great Zhao Dynasty, he is gifted and intelligent, so he can be a leader even on the Small Saint List.

If the Zhao family emperor had not borrowed seeds from the immortals and gave birth to Zhao Xianyou, a natural exiled immortal seed, Zhao Pei might have stood at the top of the Small Saint List for many years.

Now that Zhao Xianyou has dropped out of the list, he naturally became the top.

As a royal child, if you want to talk to the Saint Master, you will naturally have some preferential treatment. You don’t need to take the top exam. This is one point.

You only need to defeat the top scholar in the imperial examination, meet the first mountain master, and complete the third condition of talking to the Saint Master, and you will naturally be able to talk to the Saint Master.

However, the royal children have never really had a dialogue with the Saint Master. Except for the founding emperor of the Great Zhao Dynasty, Zhao Taizu, who had a dialogue with the Saint Master, in the Great Zhao Dynasty, for nearly a thousand years, no one in the royal family has ever had a dialogue with the Saint Master.

And he, Zhao Pei, may have the hope of breaking this prejudice that seems like a curse.

There was once an old man in the royal family who sighed lightly, saying that the Holy Mountain gave the royal family preferential treatment, but in fact, it actually raised the standard for the royal family to have a dialogue with the Saint Master.

Zhao Pei didn't know whether this was true, but... he thought it made sense.

So, he came to fight Anle today, not only to inherit the invincible power, but also to defeat this champion. In this case, he only had the last condition left. Now that the seventh mountain is about to open, he even has the ambition to compete for the position of the master of the seventh mountain.

If he could become the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, there would be no doubt about the position of the Crown Prince.

As for the Zhao family emperor's plan for longevity, without a heart sword above the eighth realm, fusing the blood of immortals to seek longevity would only lead to his will being controlled by the immortals and becoming a puppet...

The Zhao family emperor would not make such a decision.

Therefore, when the plan failed, it became necessary for the Zhao family emperor to establish a crown prince.

Raising his hand and grabbing the Lei Chi peach wood sword, Zhao Pei's hair flew, his gorgeous clothes fluttered, he stared at An Le, and the fighting spirit gradually emerged in his eyes.

An Le became stronger, which made him feel relieved. He went all out to defeat An Le, crush An Le, and inherit the invincible momentum. His future would be smooth!

Zi Zi Zi Zi!

The purple thunder kept moving, sword and thunder magic!

Invoke the sword thunder to dispel the evil spirits!

There was thunder in Zhao Pei's eyes. He pointed the peach wood sword at a distance, and suddenly there was a sword energy like a thunder spear, which flew towards Anle at a high speed.

The eyebrows opened and closed, and the soul intertwined. Indistinctly, it turned into a visualization picture, in which a lotus was in full bloom, and each lotus petal contained sword energy.

That was the top visualization method of Tianshi Mansion, "Sword Lotus Blossom".

Anle did not retreat. He picked up Yan Guichao with one hand and his figure flashed out in an instant. With Yan Guichao, such a top-grade sword in hand, Anle was not afraid of the collision at all!

The sword light surged in his eyes, and the swordsmanship... bamboo branch!

The three swords of Ci Pai are now more and more superb in his hands. He once watched Zhao Huangting perform the three swords in the north. Although Anle cannot fully display them now, it has greatly improved his own three swords level!

Coupled with the Tongshen Sword Body, Anle's mastery of the three swords of Ci Pai has almost reached the extreme of the lower five realms!

On the ground, the sword energy was generated by green bamboo. The green bamboo was shaking, and it was so sharp that Zhao Pei had to retract the peach wood sword to resist the sword energy!

As the sword lights intersected, Anle quickly closed the distance between him and Zhao Pei.

The ancient monster's five animals were used, and the blood in his body surged.

The ancient monster vision contained in the flesh and blood suddenly emerged, with the roar of the monster tiger and the roar of the fierce bear!

The power of holding the sword in his hand became more and more majestic.

Countless thunders were smashed by Anle's sword. Anle, who had perfected the fifth realm of body forging, turned his innate spiritual energy into a lake. At this moment, he released it without reservation, and the burst of energy made Zhao Pei, who had just touched the return nest of the swallow with the peach wood sword, change color in horror!

The huge power made the peach wood sword in Zhao Pei's hand almost difficult to hold!

Zhao Pei wanted to pull away gracefully. He felt that the richness of Anle's innate spiritual energy was higher than his!

This is incredible. Zhao Pei wasted several years in the fifth realm. He wanted to use the purple golden lotus to rush into the sixth realm. Although he failed, the gathering of innate spiritual energy was incomparably magnificent!

Winter!

The swords collided with each other, the thunder pool exploded, countless green bamboos shook, and pieces of bamboo leaves were as sharp as sword blades, bursting and slashing!

Anle had a blank expression on his face, holding the Swallow Returning Nest in his hand and pressing forward step by step. Every time he swung the sword, the sword energy rolled up like a dragon. In the dark night, the sword light was like a dragon, and the sword energy was long!

Zhao Pei's face was solemn, and he kept handing out the peach wood thunder, but the thunder light was all shattered!

Anle pressed forward step by step, and the Swallow Returning Nest was getting closer and closer to him. The gap between the two seemed to be getting closer and closer.

The second prince Zhao Pei already knew that Anle was luring him to take action. What about the life and death energy between the eyebrows and the state of decline were all fake.

However, even if Anle really tempted him to make a move, Zhao Pei should not be afraid, because Zhao Pei himself has reached the perfection of the double fifth realm.

As the first on the Little Saint List, he should have the confidence that he should have.

But at this moment, Zhao Pei suddenly understood why Anle had the courage to tempt him.

After Anle killed Tongguan, his condition not only did not decline, but instead rose steadily. Both his soul and body training had reached the perfection of the fifth realm, and he was qualified to impact the sixth realm.

The second prince Zhao Pei felt cold in his heart, because he knew that Anle had not practiced for a long time. In such a short time, he had reached the perfection of the fifth realm... What else could this be but a monster?

No wonder he could gather such a magnificent invincible force!

At this moment, he believed the words of King Jiangling. Once Anle stepped into the sixth realm, he would definitely not be his opponent.

Even Zhao Pei, who was in the double fifth realm at this moment, had already felt the pressure.

"It shouldn't be like this!"

Zhao Pei gritted his teeth, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

He bent his fingers and tapped the peach wood thunder in front of him. A large ball of sword energy and lightning exploded in front of him, trying to force Anle's figure away. A black and yellow talisman slipped from his sleeve and burned in his hand.

Anle's body suddenly rose with red flames, as if a golden crow rose and turned into a prison, tying him up in it.

"The magic of the Tianshi Mansion."

Anle stared. He had heard Zhao Huangting introduce the Tianshi Mansion. Like the Zhenwu Temple, it was well-known for its magic.

However, the sword furnace between Anle's eyebrows clanged, and the Yuanshen sitting on the heart sword suddenly opened his eyes, and a thousand-foot-long rosy light suddenly swept across!

The heart sword sprang out from the eyebrows!

The mental power connected to the talisman was directly cut off by a sword!

As soon as the thousand-foot-long rosy light came out and swept past, the talismans that slipped out of Zhao Pei's sleeves were like being poured with water, and it was difficult to ignite!

Zhao Pei's eyes shrank!

Anle had already approached him, his indifferent eyes colliding with Zhao Pei's horrified eyes.

Anle even had a little disappointment in his eyes.

"First on the Little Saint List... is that all?"

Anle felt that this battle was not a pleasant one. Zhao Pei's cultivation was indeed very strong and he had reached the Double Five Realm, but in terms of combat power... it did not give him many surprises.

In order to deal with Zhao Pei, Anle went all out and didn't leave any cards behind.

Despite all his efforts, Zhao Pei seemed a little weak.

An Le suddenly heard a dragon roar, and a brilliant golden dragon transformed into an invincible force entrenched itself in the sky.

Bring peace of mind to a steady increase in momentum!

With the blessing of the Tongshen Sword, the swallow in the hand returned to its nest, almost trembling with excitement, the sword energy roared, and Fangcao used the sword to bring out the melancholy and resentment contained in the swordsmanship!

Countless sword energy shot out quickly!

Angry and angry!

Haunting and coercing the first-grade sword swallow back to its nest!

The powerful and heavy sword was slashed down boldly!

In fact, from breaking the talisman to slashing with the sword, Anle was approaching too fast!

The second prince, Zhao Pei, naturally did not care about using any more spells and could only hold up his peach wood sword to resist. The swords collided with each other, as if their bodies were frozen together for an instant.

The gesture was even a bit intimate, shoulder to shoulder.

However, the expression on the second prince Zhao Pei's face fluctuated violently, because the thousand-year-old peach wood Sky Thunder Sword in his hand actually began to wail at this moment!

Cracks began to appear densely.

boom!

An Le's slashed sword, and his oppressive shoulder, hit the second prince Zhao Pei's shoulder hard, like a body that was leaping forward from a motionless and fierce beast.

The collision caused Zhao Pei's body to be thrown backwards, and the palm of his hand holding the peach wood sword seemed to be cracked and bleeding.

However, Anle's body was as steady as a mountain. He stepped down hard, and the cracks on the ground he stepped on were intertwined like spider webs, but it stimulated the energy of the body, causing Anle to come out again!

Swordsmanship, boy's game!

The connection between swordsmanship and swordsmanship was like a violent storm, leaving Zhao Pei with no time to breathe!

The sword slashed down again, and Zhao Pei could only raise the peach wood sword to resist again.

The sword light created waves of afterimages in the night. Every time An Le struck with his sword, it made Zhao Pei's energy turbulent, and even the hand holding the sword continued to shoot out blood!

Poof!

Finally, the thousand-year-old mahogany sword screamed, and when it was struck down by Yan Guichao's sword, it was broken into pieces and exploded into countless fragments, flying out in all directions, like a bird leaving its nest!

The second prince Zhao Pei retreated again and again, being overwhelmed by An Le's domineering sword power and was breathless!

His eyes were filled with horror.

He didn't quite understand why Anle's combat power was so terrifying. The increase in invincibility... was it really that big?

Zhao Pei gritted his teeth and looked at An Le who rushed towards him again. He couldn't help but raise his blood-stained hand and touched the golden sand between his eyebrows.

Purple Qi Golden Lotus...

He had to rely on the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus!

Zhao Pei intends to use the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus to impact the realm of cultivation and fight. It is a waste of natural resources. Use a little less...

But the situation at this moment has no choice but to use it!

The swallow returns to its nest and cries loudly.

Powerful purple energy burst out from Zhao Pei's body, and suddenly a golden lotus flower quietly bloomed around him!

In an instant, the swallow pierced by Anle returned to the nest, as if it was pierced into cotton, and could no longer make an inch.

Purple Qi Golden Lotus...

Anle narrowed his eyes and his expression became much more solemn. In his opinion, the Purple Qi Golden Lotus was a bit similar to Hao Qi Yin, but it was weaker than Hao Qi Yin.

But it should not be underestimated.

There seemed to be fresh air growing under the feet, and the wind and waves stirred up Zhao Pei's clothes and hair.

He was suspended in the purple golden lotus, bathed in the power of the golden lotus, and his eyes turned golden!

He stared hard at Anle!

The increase brought by the Purple Qi Golden Lotus is enough for him to break through the realm bottleneck and allow him to step into the six realms, but the consumption is also huge!

Feel the rapid passage of power in the Purple Qi Golden Lotus!

Zhao Pei's heart was bleeding, his hair was flying, and when he tapped his fingertips, there were small golden lotuses spinning around him!

Blossoming golden lotuses are arranged in the shape of a sword.

Zhao Pei's mind moved, and the golden lotus wrapped him around him. He pushed up the golden lotus sword and instantly pulled out a golden light in the night!

He was approaching An Le in an instant, and when he handed out the golden lotus sword, it penetrated directly into An Le's body and penetrated An Le's chest!

When the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus crashed into An Le's body, Zhao Pei couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and put on a smile.

But soon, the smile on his lips froze.

He raised his head and saw An Le, who was pierced by the Purple Qi Golden Lotus. His face was slightly strange, and he glanced at him, as if he had some unfinished thoughts.

Then Anle raised his hand, and caught Zhao Pei off guard, his big hand covered his forehead, wrapping the grain of gold sand.

Zhao Pei felt like the world was spinning.

Then his whole head was pressed hard by Anle, and the back of his head was hit hard on the ground.

There was a muffled sound in winter.

A crater was made in the ground, and his entire head was embedded in the mud.

And this is not the most humiliating thing...

The most humiliating thing was... Zhao Pei felt like something was flowing out of his body.

A domineering and majestic power spread from Anle's palm.

Little by little, the purple golden lotus between his eyebrows...

Blot dry.

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