Supreme Immortal Demon

"Xu Dan period." The white-clothed woman said coldly: "Last time at the Great Destruction Peak, he was still in the Great Perfection of Foundation Building. This growth rate is comparable to the six Taoist Canons."

"The knife in his hand is the Tianri Fierce Knife. One thousand two hundred years ago, there was a vicious man in the Tiannan Region. He was born in the Demonic Path. With a Tianri Fierce Knife, he fought against both the Immortal and Demonic Paths without a single opponent. The evaluation given by the cultivation world is that this man is not inferior to the later Li Xuangan."

"Oh... Princess, are you talking about the Qingchuan Sword Demon? This Zhou Zhihao is the successor of the Qingchuan Sword Demon? But in the files on the twelfth floor, before the thousand-year catastrophe, the Qingchuan Sword Demon had already gone to Tianchenbuzhou to prove his Dao... It hurts." Xiaoqing's head hurt, her nose wrinkled, and she didn't think about it any further.

"It doesn't matter whether it is or not." The white-clothed woman turned around and threw the bronze mirror to Xiaoqing: "Record his latest battle record in the twelfth floor file, and his name is also included in the Tiannan Qingxian List."

"What is his ranking?" Xiaoqing asked.

"How high can he rank after this battle?"

"He broke into the Hongshan Swamp alone and slaughtered fifty-three Void Dan stage demon cultivators without any injuries... Such a record is enough to rank in the top thirty. But he does not have a famous master of the younger generation. According to the current situation in Tiannan Region, he can only be ranked outside the top fifty." Xiaoqing said seriously.

"You have underestimated his potential." The woman in white said lightly.

Xiaoqing was stunned and started to calculate.

"That Zhou Buchen, what's his ranking?"

"Zhou Buchen broke through in the battle and killed the fourth disciple who was the last in the Six Daozang. Now his ranking has risen to fourth."

"Let's put him in third place."

"Third? But he's only in the Void Dan stage."

"This will make him more mysterious." The woman in white said, "He was born in the devil's way, but he turned against the secret sect, and came out of nowhere with the Tianri evil knife. Tianri evil knife... I believe many people are still thinking about it."

"Xiaoqing, before the twelfth floor banquet begins, let Zhou Zhihao's reputation spread throughout the Tiannan region."

The woman's figure disappeared in the cave.

Xiaoqing rolled her eyes, sighed, turned into a ball of green light, and chased after him.

Luo Chuan walked out of Hongshan Swamp, and the teahouses and inns beside the swamp were all deserted.

Hongshan Swamp is more than a hundred miles away. With Luo Chuan's current cultivation skills, even if he uses the seven methods of escape with all his strength, it will take a lot of time.

"I forgot that the True Dan realm can already fly with a sword."

Luo Chuan smiled slightly and took out the Tianri long sword.

In the Kongxu Mountain Realm, many disciples in the Foundation Establishment Realm can fly with the help of magic tools and Taoist talismans, but on the one hand, this requires a lot of true energy, and on the other hand, such flight is simply relying on magic tools, which is neither stable nor safe.

Flying with a sword is different.

After breaking through the True Dan realm, the unity of heaven and man can destroy the Dan light, transform the flying sword, and make the man and the sword one. In a blink of an eye, you can travel back and forth a hundred miles, just like the sword immortals passed down by word of mouth by the secular people.

A method of flying a sword flashed through his mind, and Luo Chuan's palm spit out Dan light, sweeping across the Tianri long sword inch by inch. Perhaps because of the previous hearty battle, the Tianri long sword was obviously much more obedient, and its arrogance faded.

Under the Tianmen, the sea of ​​thoughts was surging, and between the ebb and flow, Luo Chuan suddenly saw a green shirt. That was an extremely elegant man, handsome and beautiful, with a smile in his eyes, sitting under the stage watching the play.

Who is he... Luo Chuan soon realized that this man must be the original owner of the Tianri Long Sword.

Before Luo Chuan could continue to watch, the picture disappeared.

About an hour later, the Tianri Long Sword made a long cry, and blood rose to the sky.

Although Luo Chuan failed to completely subdue the long sword, he had established a trace of mental connection with the long sword, which was enough.

"Rise!"

Luo Chuan shouted in a low voice, and his body and the long sword turned into light at the same time, and merged in an instant. A ball of ink-colored light with blood shadows rose from the front of Hongshan Swamp, flew a few circles in the air a little awkwardly, gradually became smooth and free, and then soared into the sky and flew north.

Luo Chuan flew over the country of Liu with his sword.

Although it was not the first time that he was so high above the ground, it was the first time that Luo Chuan flew with his own power. Shuttled between the clouds, Luo Chuan looked at the ground thousands of feet below and saw it turned into a city of squares, and he felt happy.

From those "squares", iron streams gushed out and swept northward. Smoke and dust filled the air, and the city closer to Kyoto was in chaos.

"So chaotic? The siege of Liudu has been lifted, and it should be stable and peaceful."

Luo Chuan muttered to himself.

Not long after, Luo Chuan flew over the capital of Liuguo.

The capital of Liuguo is surrounded by mountains and rivers, facing the river to the east, and backed by a mountain peak, with a dragon coiling and a tiger crouching. Compared with Baiyujing of Tang, Liudu has a vast area, a majestic city, and is more magnificent.

Luo Chuan's eyes fell on the mountain in the western suburbs. According to Prince Zhu, the teleportation array leading to the Great Xia Dynasty is there.

At this moment, waves of gongs and drums sounded, and they reached Luo Chuan's ears thousands of feet away. Although the sound was not loud, it could be heard. Luo Chuan leaned over and saw that in the center of Liudu, surrounded by thousands of troops, on the towering rooftop, the executioner holding a ghost-head knife was preparing to execute the person.

At the vegetable market of Liudu, Prince Zhu, wearing a tattered royal robe, was tied up.

"The prince has ten crimes."

"The first one is nepotism, favoring villains and keeping away from wise officials."

"The second one is favoritism and bending the law, indulging his subordinates and oppressing the people."

"The third one is colluding with evil spirits..."

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"The ninth one is privately minting coins with the intention of rebellion."

"The tenth one is improper etiquette...undressed?"

On the execution platform, the minister who read the imperial edict blushed when he read the last word.

After two heavy coughs, the minister said with a red face: "King Kang has been ordered to serve the king and has taken down the treacherous prince. He will be executed immediately. Come, execute him!"

At the highest point of the execution platform, the old man in a nine-dragon yellow robe had tears in his eyes and moved his mouth, wanting to say something. But he had been sealed by the true qi and could not speak. He could only watch the executioner holding a ghost-head knife and walking towards Prince Zhu.

"Father, please accept my condolences. The evidence of my elder brother's crime is conclusive. I can only kill my own relatives for the sake of justice." King Kang said in a low voice, with a face full of pride that could not be concealed. Behind him, there were two monks.

Watching the executioner walk towards Prince Zhu step by step, the iron guards who maintained order around the execution ground showed reluctance on their faces, and the people of Liudu who were blocked by them were even more angry.

Suddenly, a shout came from the crowd.

"The prince is virtuous, why kill him!"

"That's right, even a three-year-old wouldn't believe that the prince would rebel!"

"Your Majesty, please give the prince justice!"

The crowd was boiling and began to rush to the Iron Guard. On the execution platform, King Kang showed a trace of uneasiness in his eyes. The monk behind him sneered and leaned forward and said: "It's better to kill all the ordinary people who know nothing, so as to save trouble."

At this time, Prince Zhu on the high platform raised his head, showing a simple smile on his bloody face, and shouted loudly: "Everyone go back."

The people gradually quieted down, raised their heads, and looked at Prince Zhu with complicated expressions.

"King Kang, if you still have a trace of brotherly love, treat your father and the people well."

"Otherwise, the world will make it clear that one day, you will receive the retribution you deserve."

"Seeing that Liudu is safe and sound, and my father and the people are safe, I am satisfied."

"I, Zhu Zhi, believe that I have a clear conscience, and I am worthy of the heavens and the people. I seek benevolence and justice, and nothing more!"

Plop!

The executioner knelt on his knees, his eyes red, and kowtowed to Prince Zhu.

"Prince, you go first, and I will follow."

Wow!

The crying of children rang out in the crowd.

The people were in tears, staring at the ghost-head knife raised high, and turned their heads away reluctantly.

The executioner closed his eyes in pain. Behind him, there were ten corpses, all of whom were executioners who would rather die than execute people. Thinking of his wife and children who were captured, the executioner's eyes turned red. He raised the knife with almost all his strength and shouted, "Prince, I'm sorry!"

The cold front flashed past, and the knife fell halfway and could not fall anymore, as if it had encountered a copper wall.

The executioner opened his tearful eyes in disbelief, and saw a young man in a cloth robe standing in front of him.

"Silly prince, are you satisfied so easily?" Luo Chuan looked at Prince Zhu.

"Luo Xianjia!" Prince Zhu was stunned and trembled with excitement: "It's you... It must be you! It's you who saved the capital! Saved my Daliu!"

It's him...

The onlookers opened their eyes wide and looked at the young man who appeared at some point in surprise. For a moment, they could not match the young man with the image of the immortal in their hearts.

On the execution platform, King Kang was also stunned. Without thinking, he shouted, "It's not him, it's me..."

Before he finished speaking, a ray of light flew across a few dozen feet and cut off King Kang's head.