History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 1243: War Posts, Sharpening Hall


"If this is the case, then offend!"

With a long and unrestrained laugh, Shi Zhixuan's phantom figure instantly merged into one, the killing intent was directed, and the demon energy converged to form a huge cyclone. The wind and cloud were like waves, whistling and rushing, pouring straight towards Jiang Chen.

"Well done!"

Jiang Chen held the sword in the void, and between flipping his hands, the three-foot lightsaber swung across the air. Suddenly, a wave of swords was set off out of thin air, and a powerful blow was made to block the phantom demon's killing palm. Taking advantage of the situation to retreat, the person jumped in the air again, with a strong demonic energy all over his body, as if it was not the devil who descended on the mortal world nine days away.

"Ha! Interesting!"

Seeing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but chuckled: "As the saying goes, it's indecent to come and not go. Jiang has a sword, and I invite the evil king to taste it." Xiang, a beam of sword energy pierced through the air, carrying endless sharpness, and pierced the evil king Shi Zhixuan's vitals.

Knowing that the opponent's martial arts are powerful and unfathomable, the evil king Shi Zhixuan did not dare to be careless. At that moment, his figure moved and changed, and his palms were unleashed. The palm strength changed suddenly, from extremely rigid to extremely soft, enveloping that sword energy.

At the same time, the power of the palm changed again, from feminine to masculine in an instant, from icy cold to scorching hot. A sword energy.

Such a strange power change, looking at the entire Sui and Tang Dynasties world, only Shi Zhixuan's Immortal Seal, which combines the two extremes of life and death, can achieve it.

Life can be turned into death, and death can be turned into life.

"What a transition between life and death!"

When Jiang Chen saw this, he immediately praised him, but then he said, "Unfortunately, it's just a superficial change of yin and yang. If you don't experience the reincarnation of life and death, how can you really understand the cycle of life and death and the transformation of yin and yang?" The mystery?"

"Really?"

The evil king Shi Zhixuan said irrefutably: "Since this is the case, please enlighten me!" While speaking, his body fell sharply, and at the same time, he waved his palm and struck out slowly.

This palm strikes, the strength of the palm is concentrated but not sent out, it seems light and without any strength, making people unable to grasp the severity of it, but what is even more powerful is that it cooperates with Shi Zhixuan's strange movement technique that transforms into a phantom from the sky, As a result, the angle of the palm attack is changing every moment.

It has been a while since he crossed the world of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, but this is the first time Jiang Chen has met an opponent with such weird and varied moves. The sword intent spread silently, filling the surrounding void.

"Fen Tian Sword Dao: Burn Yin and Yang!"

With one sword strike, yin and yang are refined, and the change of life and death in the cycle of reincarnation suddenly appears, and black and white colors suddenly appear between the sky and the earth.

"Is this your understanding of the yin and yang of life and death?"

Situations intertwined, the sound of battle stopped instantly, Shi Zhixuan slightly closed his eyes, but in his mind, there were countless mysteries of the transformation of yin and yang, and the cycle of life and death.

"You are already very good."

Jiang Chen said with a smile: "Now you are qualified to accept my debate post and lead to the Temple of War."

"The Temple of War God?"

Shi Zhixuan was surprised: "Does the legendary place really exist?"

"Of course."

Jiang Chen smiled and asked, "Could it be that the evil king doesn't believe Jiang?"

"How dare you."

Shi Zhixuan smiled and said: "On the contrary, I am looking forward to the arrival of this day."

"Just leave it alone."

A confrontation is a test, a battle of life and death, and it is Jiang Chen's post to Shi Zhixuan. Now that his goal has been achieved, he naturally has no intention of staying any longer. Lingnan marched.

On the way, seeing all kinds of natural disasters and man-made disasters, it was inevitable for him to take action. In this way, not only was there a lot of time delay, but also his whereabouts became clear.

More than a month later, Jiang Chen came to Lingnan. As soon as Fang entered the country, two people greeted him. The first one was about forty years old. With gloomy but intelligent eyes, a sentimental mouth and five long beards, this handsome man dressed as a scribe is like Zhuge Wuhou reincarnated.

The man behind is about forty years old, but has white hair and a beautiful silver-white beard, but he doesn't look old at all. An old friend of Jiang Chen.

At this moment, seeing the two of them, Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing and said, "Earth sword Song Zhi, silver dragon abduct Song Lu, the two of you must be here to lead the way for me, thank you."

Song Zhi was the first to respond with a smile: "Hero Jiang's spirit is truly extraordinary, please!"

"Lead the way ahead."

Although he traveled alone, he was extremely high-profile, so it was not a big deal for him to be caught by the Song Clan. Compared with these trivial matters, he wanted to see Song Que now.

When I came to Songjiashan City, I saw hundreds of houses scattered in the city, connected by more than a dozen well-ordered roads paved with bluestones. Each floor is connected by stone steps and slopes, which is convenient for residents to get off immediately.

Plant trees, flowers and plants beside the road, and introduce spring water from the mountains to form streams, interspersed in the garden residence, forming endless beautiful scenery such as small bridges, ponds and pavilions. The space is spacious and comfortable, and it has the scenery of Jiangnan gardens. It's like being in a big garden on a hill.

The main buildings in the mountain city are gathered on the Daping Terrace, which is about two miles around the ninth floor. This kind of majestic style full of southern culture makes people feel the important position of the Song Clan in the south.

Jiang Chen followed Song Lu and Song Zhi through the pavilions, pavilions, flowers and trees, and came to the gate of the courtyard at the entrance of the Sharpening Hall at the end of the mountain city.

Song Lu stopped walking and said, "Should the two of us accompany Hero Jiang to meet the elder brother?"

Looking at the Sharpening Hall in front of him, Jiang Chen couldn't help chuckling: "No need, Lord Song must have been waiting very impatiently, you two, please!" After finishing speaking, he walked through the courtyard gate, Enter the Sharpening Hall.

At this time, in the large space of the Sharpening Hall, a person stood in the center of the hall with his back to the door. He didn't see any weapons on his body. On the top of the head, her hair is tied into a bun in red, with her hands behind her back, without seeing the outline of the facial features, she already has the aura of being invincible and looking down on the world.

There are more than a dozen precious knives of different shapes hanging on the walls on both sides. On the other side of the door, there is a huge stone shaped like a stalagmite, dark and smooth, as high as a human body. atmosphere, adding another indescribable meaning. And on the side of this boulder, there is an unfolded picture scroll, in which a crescent moon hangs alone in the sky, cold and lonely.

"Your Honor is finally here!"

Song Que turned around suddenly, and said coldly, "Do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time?"

"Isn't this just right!"

Jiang Chen smiled lightly and said, "Lord Song is also a knowledgeable person~IndoMTL.com~ Don't you understand that for some things, the sooner the better, it's like brewing wine, the longer the wine ages, the better it will be."

Hearing Jiang Chen's words, an uncontrollable smile suddenly appeared on Song Que's face. It was a handsome face without any blemishes. Bright, energetic eyes and a broad forehead show wisdom beyond ordinary people, and there is a melancholy expression hidden in the silence that can impress anyone, but it makes people feel that the emotion is deep and elusive.

Song Que has frost on his temples, but he doesn't look old at all. Instead, he adds to him the aristocratic air of a high-ranking family, the demeanor of a Confucian scholar. It is also daunting and unattainable. Combined with his well-proportioned and graceful body shape and Yuanting Yuezhi's figure, he indeed has the intoxicating demeanor of an incomparable top master.

"You are right, you came at this time, just in time, not too late."

While smiling, Song Que's body suddenly gushed out a majestic saber force, covering the entire Knife Sharpening Hall in an instant. His eyes were unparalleled, and he stared straight at Jiang Chen: " Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"


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