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Chapter 213 Youth Song: Wuxin and Xiaose 83



Chapter 213 Youth Song: Wuxin and Xiaose 83

Outside the city of Apocalypse.

The man in gray stood at the city gate and looked up at the golden plaque, on which was clearly written - Apocalypse.

Here was someone he wanted to see, and here he came.

The long sword was unsheathed, a white light flashed, and the golden plaque shattered instantly and fell down.

"The solitary swordsman Luo Qingyang asks for the sword of Apocalypse." The voice containing inner strength suddenly resounded throughout Apocalypse.

Yongan Palace.

Butler Xu walked in quickly, "Your Highness, something bad has happened. Someone has arrived in front of the palace to ask Jian Tianqi."

Xiao Se put down the black chess piece in his hand and said lightly, "Got it."

Steward Xu saw that his prince had a lukewarm reaction and thought the matter seemed very serious, but he did not dare to say anything and could only wait on the side.

"Why don't you go and take a look?" Wuxin put down the white chess piece.

Xiao Se continued to look at the chessboard, "Don't worry, finish this game first."

"It is said that Luo Qingyang and Concubine Xuan are senior and junior brothers and sisters. They were shadow guards of the Xiao royal family back then. Concubine Xuan is Xiao Yu's biological mother." Wuxin said slowly.

Xiao Se smiled and placed the last chess piece down, "Monk, you lose."

"Alas! I was just one move short of winning. I have to admit defeat. You come tonight." Wuxin stood up slowly and glanced at Xiao Se dimly.

White Palace.

Xiao Chong tapped the sword on his waist gently, "Hasn't this Lone Sword Immortal been guarding Muliang City alone for many years? How come he suddenly came to the Imperial City and asked for sword revelation as soon as he came?"

"I'm afraid this old man can't hold back any longer." Yan Zhantian said coldly, "He has been waiting to become the best in the world. Now that he has achieved his wish, he must come out and show off his power."

A flash of solemnity flashed across Xiao Chong's eyes, "This Lone Sword Immortal has truly become the best in the world."

Yan Zhantian snorted coldly, "It seems that he should be, otherwise he wouldn't have come to the Imperial City."

"But why did he come to the gate of the palace? What was his real purpose?" Xiao Chong asked.

Yan Zhantian sneered disdainfully, "What else could it be for? It's nothing more than that person in the palace."

"Empress Xuan." Xiao Chong said slowly.

In the palace.

Yuan Changqing kept walking back and forth outside the bedroom, looking very anxious, but he didn't dare to go in and report such a big thing. After all, Emperor Mingde's health...

"What do you want me to do?" Lan Yuehou came slowly and asked calmly.

Yuan Changqing hurriedly walked towards Lan Yuehou, "The Lone Sword Immortal wants to ask Jian Tianqi, and even chopped up Tianqi's plaque. What should we do?"

"Are you the commander or am I? What should we do about this kind of treasonous behavior?" Marquis Lan Yue asked back.

Yuan Changqing gestured, "Of course he will be beheaded, but..."

"But what?" Lan Yuehou asked.

Yuan Changqing recalled some things and couldn't help cursing, "Bah! You are talking without any pain in your waist. Who is Luo Qingyang? The Sword Immortal! We have known each other for decades."

"He is simply not a human being. Even if all the Tiger Guards surrounded him, no one could stop him if he wanted to leave."

"If that's the case, he can just kill His Majesty with one sword and become the emperor himself." Marquis Lan Yue raised his eyebrows.

A Taoist monk in white with an immortal look came slowly towards them. "General Yuan, don't panic. Don't we have an old Taoist here?"

Yuan Changqing bowed respectfully, "Master, if you were here, everything would be fine."

"Look at your achievements. You've really brought shame upon the commander of the Royal Guards." Marquis Lan Yue smiled.

Yuan Changqing glanced at him dimly and said, "You don't know how powerful Luo Qingyang is. He is now the number one on the martial arts list and is the undisputed number one in the world."

"Don't worry. If he wanted to kill someone, he would have rushed into the palace with a sword in hand. He wouldn't be waiting at the palace gate to ask for the sword," Marquis Lan Yue explained.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Changqing suddenly realized, "Right! Why didn't I think of that? However, he couldn't have come here just to ask about the sword!"

"Of course not." Qi Tianchen flicked the whisk in his hand and looked towards the harem, for one person.

In the Red King’s Palace.

Xiao Yu already knew that the Lone Sword Immortal was asking Jian Tianqi, but his expression was gloomy and he was not as happy as he had imagined.

"I asked my godfather to come to Tianqi, but I didn't expect him to make such a big fuss."

Su Changhe walked in slowly, "You wanted him to help you kill someone, but you didn't expect him to ask the swordsman of Jian Tianxia why he did this?"

Xiao Yu sneered, "What else could it be for? It's just because of the dirty thoughts in my heart. Now, what should we do?"

Su Changhe took a sip of tea and said slowly, "It doesn't matter. At least from the current situation, he is still ours."

"At least three of them will ask the sword."

Xiao Yu pondered for a moment and spoke slowly: "I guess the first one will be Yan Zhantian. He is a martial arts fanatic and will definitely go."

"The second one will be Lei Wujie. As the descendant of Snow Moon Sword Immortal and the young master of Jianxin Tomb, he will definitely not miss this opportunity."

"The third one? I can't think of one for now."

"It's bleak." Su Changhe emphasized these two words.

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "Xiao Se, he doesn't use a sword."

Su Changhe smiled meaningfully, "I bet he will go."

Outside the palace.

In a roadside tea stall, a calm middle-aged man was drinking tea leisurely, while dozens of guards surrounded him, layer upon layer, making it impossible to get through.

A Taoist in white came walking in the air, and sat down in front of the man in gray. "You are here after all."

"National Master." Luo Qingyang looked at him calmly.

Qi Tianchen sighed softly, "You can break through the realm and travel in the spirit at any time, so why come here?"

"It is my wish to conquer the world with my sword, and taking her away is my promise. I also have to kill one more person." Luo Qingyang said slowly.

Qi Tianchen's face was rarely cold, "You can't take that person away, and it's impossible to kill the person you want to kill."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Luo Qingyang said in a deep voice, and the Jiuge sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed, cutting through the void and passing through half of the Apocalypse City, heading straight towards the Yong'an Royal City.

Xiao Se and Wu Xin also felt it and stood up almost at the same time. Looking at the sword that was coming at them aggressively, Xiao Se's eyes turned cold, "You are really impatient."

Lei Wuji and his men also appeared at the door. Lei Wuji, who was not afraid of trouble, teased, "Xiao Se, if your Yong'an King plaque was split in half, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?"

"It depends on whether he has the ability to do so." Xiao Se said coldly, pulled out the Wuji stick from his waist, and jumped up.

Taking the initiative to face Luo Qingyang's Jiuge Sword, the huge pressure made Xiao Se's face darken, and he flew backwards instantly.

Wu Xin saw Zhi and quickly stepped forward to catch him by the waist, "Are you okay?"

Xiao Se shook his head, swallowed the sweet taste that was rising up, and calmed down before speaking, "It's okay, let's go! Let's go and see if we can be the best in the world."

The intercepted Jiuge Sword returned to Luo Qingyang's scabbard in an instant. Looking at the returning sword, his calm eyes showed a little fluctuation, "Interesting."

Seeing that he could not persuade her, Qi Tianchen said nothing more and turned around and left.

At the same time, a man carrying a huge sword came through the guards and came to the tea stall. He pulled out the Broken Army on his back and stuck it into the ground.

"Here comes my sword, ask!"

Ever since Bai Xiao Tang released the Hundred Weapons List, listing the five great sword masters, no one has ever seen their duel. Now, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity has naturally attracted many people to come and watch.

But not everyone is qualified to watch in the teahouse. Only those allowed by the Royal Guards can enter, but the identities of those who come are not ordinary.

Even if they don't allow it, it's useless and no one dares to stop it.

The current regent is Marquis Lan Yue, Prince Yong'an Xiao Se, Wu Xin, Lei Wuji, Tang Lian, Ye Ruoyi and Sikong Qianluo.

The White Prince Xiao Chong and his attendants, the Red Prince Xiao Yu and his attendants, and Su Changhe also came together.

Even Jin Xian, the chief incense supervisor who didn't like crowds, came. There were also countless martial arts masters hiding in Tianqi who rushed over without stopping the moment they got the news.

In the teahouse, Xiao Se knocked on Lei Wuji's heart sword irritably, "Can't you just let it be quiet?"

Lei Wuji clenched his heart sword tightly, and smiled bitterly, "I don't want to either, but there's nothing I can do! When two sword immortals fight, it's inevitable that it can't hold back, isn't that normal?"

Xiao Se took a cold look at him, raised his hand and pressed down, and Xin Jian immediately calmed down.

Lei Wuji drank a few cups of tea and couldn't help but ask anxiously: "Why haven't they started yet? Two incense sticks have passed."

"Just be patient." Wu Xin handed over the tea. "They are trying to build up their momentum."

"Build up momentum?" Lei Wuji asked.

Xiao Se looked down and explained slowly, "Every sword immortal has his own sword power. The stronger the sword power, the stronger the sword."

"How do you know this when you use a stick?" Lei Wuji asked in confusion.

Xiao Se touched the Wuji stick at his waist thoughtfully and thought of someone.

"You guys came really early!" Xiao Lingchen lazily walked over with Wei Lingxi and looked at Lei Wujie with a smile.

"I have something to tell him, please give me a seat."

"Oh!" Lei Wujie stood up stupidly, looked around and found that there was no room left.

Xiao Se raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Lingchen, "You are so abominable! You are trying to take the position of a fool."

"I didn't! Brother Lei volunteered, okay?" Xiao Lingchen blinked innocently, "Right! Brother Lei."

Lei Wuji also understood, sighed, and nodded silently. There was only one position anyway, and he was embarrassed to go back on his word.

Wu Xin saw this and raised his hand to throw a stool over from the side, landing it in front of Lei Wu Jie. "Be more careful next time."

Xiao Lingchen bent Xiao Se's waist and whispered, "This young man in white is obviously better than you in martial arts. Can you control him? You won't be..."

As he said this, he made the following gesture.

Xiao Se raised his hand and kicked him, glancing at him, "Do you want to die?"

Wei Lingxi, who was standing by, quickly supported Xiao Lingchen and prevented him from falling to the ground. "My Lord, be careful and don't provoke His Royal Highness Prince Yong'an. Otherwise, we don't have anyone with us and he might beat you up."

Xiao Lingchen moved a little further away from Xiao Se and curled his lips, "Is it that serious?"

Xiao Se ignored Xiao Lingchen and just looked down.

Yan Zhantian drew his sword in anger with great momentum, but Luo Qingyang didn't even draw his sword and easily resolved the move.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Zhantian swung up Pojun and smashed it down fiercely.

"It's worthy of my sword." Luo Qingyang slowly drew his sword and easily blocked the sword, but the ground ten feet around him cracked and rocks and soil flew everywhere.

His expression was indifferent and his sword wielded gently, without any murderous intent, but with endless sadness.

Yan Zhantian’s sword energy surged, carrying the momentum to cut through the heavens and earth in anger.

Afterwards, Pojun returned to Yan Zhantian's hands, and the Jiuge sword also returned to the scabbard.

Everyone was shocked. It happened so fast that it seemed like nothing happened, but something seemed to have happened.

Luo Qingyang and Yan Zhantian stood facing each other, and in an instant, heavy rain fell rapidly.

Lei Wuji tightly grasped the Heart Sword in his hand, "What a wonderful duel."

Ye Ruoyi couldn't understand the sword, she only knew that it was extremely beautiful, "Who won."

Xiao Lingchen waved his hand, "I don't know."

"The one with the giant sword was defeated." Wei Lingxi said.

As soon as he said this, several people's eyes fell on him, and Wei Lingxi quickly said, "I guessed."

Xiao Se took another look, then retracted his gaze, "The situation of the Bai Palace is hopeless this time."

As Xiao Se's voice fell, Yan Zhantian turned and left, while Luo Qingyang continued to ask about the sword.

This confirms what Xiao Se said.

Bai Wang Xiao Chong stood up and went downstairs, putting the cloak on Yan Zhantian, "Master, are you okay?"

Yan Zhantian shook his head, his arms hidden under his cloak trembling uncontrollably, "I lost, and I couldn't help Chong'er."

"It doesn't matter." Xiao Chong said indifferently.

There was a trace of worry in Xiao Lingchen's eyes. "How much of Luo Qingyang's strength did you use? Are you sure you can win? If you can't win, it will be a disgrace to our Xiao royal family."

Xiao Se shook his head, "I can't tell how many layers he used. It's hard to beat him."

"Oh my god, I'm the only one here who uses a sword, and Xiao Se can't use a sword. Anyway, he is coming for us. I'll go and meet him." Lei Wujie said seriously.

Ye Ruoyi said angrily, "You are crazy. You are no match for him."

Xiao Se held Lei Wujie down with a slap, "Sit down, it's not your turn yet, check the situation first."

Xiao Lingchen looked at Xiao Se with a grin, "You don't know how to use a sword, so my father taught a fool!"

"Shut up." Xiao Se shouted, his eyes full of helplessness, "You came here just to piss me off today!"

Xiao Lingchen shrugged, put away his cynical look, and tightly grasped the sword at his waist, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm going to fight him."

“Stop joking.” Xiao Se pulled Xiao Lingchen back and stroked the sword carefully. “Uncle Langya’s Hao Que is the most righteous sword in the world.”

"Stay still, don't go and get yourself killed with your mediocre skills. I'm too lazy to collect your body."

Xiao Lingchen looked at Xiao Se very seriously, "I am serious. Only I, Xiao Lingchen, can humiliate you. No one else is allowed to humiliate you."

"Then thank you." Xiao Se glanced at him speechlessly, "Don't worry, it's not that bad yet."

Wei Lingxi's clear eyes moved slightly, and he slowly stood up, "Your Majesty, I'll go."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air suddenly became quiet.

Xiao Lingchen smiled upon hearing this, "Xiao Lingxi, stop teasing them. You don't even have any internal energy."

Wei Lingxi smiled slightly, "But I am an expert."

As he said this, he leaned back and jumped down.


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