Chapter 1682: Escape from Xiadu, the Holy Son Appears

Chapter 1682

"Leaving the palace?"

Xia Xiaojuan was very surprised by Chu Jing's statement.

In his opinion, Chu Jing is a determined and confident person.

Such people usually do not run away because of suffering.

As a result, due to the threats from many saints, Chu Jing is preparing to flee from Xiadu?

"Xiaojuan, there are many powerful people in this fairy world. Although I have supreme talent, my strength is still far behind many of them. When encountering something that cannot be solved, relying on courage alone is not enough."

Chu Jing could guess what Xia Xiaojuan was thinking from her expression, and warned her earnestly: "A man who knows the current situation is a hero, you must understand this truth."

Xia Xiaojuan nodded slightly, as if thinking about something.

She was invincible on the battlefield because she learned from Chu Jing the spirit of "who else but me" and "even if it means death, I would rather die than surrender".

She thought that to become a powerful monk, she just needed to carry out this spiritual will to the end.

Now it seems that is not the case.

"Brother Chu, I have learned your lesson. So where should we go after we leave Xiadu?"

Xia Xiaojuan quickly calmed down and asked.

"I don't know for now, but let's stay away from this place first."

Chu said in surprise.

"What about the Holy Son Cauldron?"

Xia Xiaojuan asked again.

“Turning a blind eye.”

Chu Jing's answer surprised Xia Xiaojuan again: "Then we will just watch it being taken away by those Saint Sons? But Brother Chu, I heard from my father that you seem to want to fight for the Saint Son Cauldron as well?"

"If I could obtain the Saint Son Cauldron without being known to outsiders, I would certainly go all out. But now that the Saint Son Cauldron has been completely exposed, even if I take it down, it will be detected by many Saint Sons. By then, this item will not be a blessing to me, but a huge burden. In this case, why should I lose my life for it?"

Of course Xia Xiaojuan understood what Chu Jing said.

She still felt unwilling to accept that such a precious treasure was taken away by those hateful saints.

"Don't worry, Xiaojuan. If I have enough luck, it won't be long before I return to Xiadu and take back the Holy Son Cauldron."

Chu Jing's simple words revealed his future plans.

Xia Xiaojuan's eyes lit up, and she understood Chu Jing's thoughts, and asked, "So, Brother Chu, you have reached the critical point of breaking through to the Great Immortal?"

"Well, if the road goes smoothly, maybe by the end of the battle in the Saint Son battlefield, I can break through to become a great immortal. Then I can just take advantage of the situation and stop the person who wants to take the tripod..."

Chu Jing said all his words here, without any more hesitation, he controlled the Heavenly Demon Mansion to fly out of the palace where he had lived for many years, and ignored the Holy Son Cauldron, flying towards the outside of the capital.

At this time, Emperor Xia was controlling the Wanxiang Palace to fly rapidly over the Xia capital.

Wherever he went, the Wanxiang Palace would always open the light gate and take away the people below.

Because Emperor Xia had passed on the relocation information in advance, the people were confused and puzzled, but there were not too many idiots.

So the relocation went smoothly.

"It's Brother Chu!"

Suddenly he heard a sound of breaking air from behind. Emperor Xia turned around and saw the Heavenly Demon Palace flying over. He immediately realized something.

At this moment, Chu Jing's voice came from the Heavenly Demon Palace: "Emperor Xia, after taking the people away, rush to the border battlefield to join them first."

Emperor Xia and Xia Xiaojuan had the same idea. They thought Chu Jing would stay in Xiadu and would act according to circumstances even if he did not take away the Holy Son Cauldron. However, they did not expect that he would just leave.

There is no intention of lingering at all.

"Brother Chu's action is tantamount to cutting off one's own arm!"

Emperor Xia was filled with emotion, and responded, "Brother Chu, after I have taken in the people in the city, I will rush to the border to join you."

"it is good."

After a brief exchange between the two, the Heavenly Demon Palace flew past the Universal Palace and disappeared into the sky.

after a while.

Almost all the people in the imperial city were taken into the Wanxiang Hall.

Emperor Xia no longer hesitated and controlled the Wanxiang Palace to leave quickly.

And about half an incense stick of time after he disappeared.

Suddenly, a young man wearing a gorgeous robe and with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes arrived in the sky above Xiadu first. After locking onto the small Saint Son Cauldron, he laughed out loud: "I didn't expect that among the ten people, I, the Saint Son of the Heavenly Sword, would be the first to arrive here!"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword was known as the number one genius in swordsmanship in the Wuya Immortal Sect. Even before he became the Holy Son, he was the best in the Tianshan Immortal Realm in swordsmanship and suppressed the cultivators of the same level so much that they could not even raise their heads.

Later, after he became the Son of God by exception, he was revered by people as the Son of God with the strongest swordsmanship!

"Hmm? I didn't expect Wufeng to arrive so quickly. He was only five breaths slower than me, right?"

At this time, if the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword had any sense and looked towards the south, he would have seen a shadow breaking through the air in the distance, and its speed was so fast that it was extremely exaggerated.

"Looks like it has to be as soon as possible!"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword no longer cared about the shadow. He flew high into the sky and grabbed the Holy Son Cauldron with one hand!

At this time, the Holy Son Cauldron was only the size of a palm and was about to be taken into the possession of the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword.

suddenly.

"Clang, clang, clang! clang, clang, clang!"

Suddenly, a series of rapid knocking sounds were heard from inside the small Holy Son Cauldron.

It was as if someone was pounding the walls of the tripod from inside.

The moment the vibration sounded, the Son of Heavenly Sword felt as if he had been hit hard. His sea of ​​consciousness went blank, his face was dull, and there was a dent in his chest. He spurted out large mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

A big hole was smashed out by his body, and the pain of the impact made the Son of Heavenly Sword wake up instantly.

"Damn it! Saint Son Cauldron actually attacked me!" He climbed up in rage, staring at Saint Son Cauldron with flaming eyes. As his thought slightly moved, two golden sword beams flashed out from his eyes and hit the side of Saint Son Cauldron.

"Clang!"

Amidst the deafening sound, the sword energy dissipated, but the Holy Son Cauldron was still floating in the same place, without even moving, and there was no sign of being attacked on the surface.

"How can this be?"

The face of the Heavenly Sword Saint changed drastically. His sword principles had already reached the stage of fusion.

Every time he swung his sword, if the Taixian-level opponent did not defend with all his strength, he would be chopped into pieces.

The "Sword Eye" technique he just used was also his unique skill. Ordinary low-grade Taixian weapons would show signs of damage after being hit like this.

But the Holy Son Cauldron was completely intact and not even moved?

"This tripod... should not be in the category of Taixian weapon... it is a Lingxian weapon! Is it also the token of the next leader?"

The Son of Heavenly Sword quickly came to his senses, his eyes glowing.

The core battle in this Holy Son battlefield is not just a struggle between time, but also a struggle between the Holy Son and the Holy Son Cauldron.

Most immortal weapons have their own personalities and are unwilling to be inferior to others.

Not to mention the existence of the Holy Son Cauldron which surpasses the Taixian weapon!

and so.

Even if there were no other Saints present, the process of seizing the Saint Son Cauldron would certainly be difficult, which was something that the Saint Son of Heavenly Sword had already anticipated.

"Come again!"

A fighting spirit emerged on the handsome face of the Son of Heavenly Sword, and then he pointed his hand, and a ten-foot-long sword that seemed to be forged from pure gold appeared in his hand.

"Great Sun Sword!"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword shouted loudly, and displayed a supreme immortal-level martial art, sending out an incomparably bright sword energy, hitting the Holy Son Cauldron!

"clang!"

This time the vibration continued, and although the Holy Son Cauldron was still not damaged, its position was shifted, which showed that this sword had worked!

"Haha! It seems that you are not invincible! Next, I just need to bombard you with indiscriminate attacks, and you will naturally not be able to bear it, and choose to bear it with me!"

The Heaven Sword Saint laughed loudly, and turned his gaze to the side, looking at the Windless Saint who was approaching, with a fierce look on his face again: "But before I fight with your Ding, I have to kill these noisy villains first!"

As he raised his hand, the long sword forged from pure gold cut through the sky, and wherever it went, the space rippled and distorted like the tide.

The sword instantly stabbed the Holy Son Wufeng who had just arrived.

"clang!"

At the critical moment, a layer of Xuanqi shield appeared around the Holy Son Wufeng, but under the impact of the golden sword, the Xuanqi shield quickly shattered, and the body of the Holy Son Wufeng fell to the ground.

"Wufeng, after so many years, you are still at the same old level, without any improvement. With your little ability, you dare to be the first to arrive, you are really not afraid of death!"

Looking at the deep pit and smoke created by the Holy Son Wufeng on the ground, the Holy Son Tianjian had a look of contempt on his face.

"You are courting death!"

The roar was like thunder, and then a strong wind blew in the smoke.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The green mysterious energy merged with the law of wind, transforming into wind blades the size of mountains that attacked violently.

"That's it? Rubbish!"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword smiled contemptuously, raised his palm and clapped it, thousands of sharp sword energies flew out, piercing through the wind blades, and some of the sword energies even flew into the smoke and attacked the Holy Son of No Wind on the ground.

"Counterwind Field!"

The pupils of the Holy Son Wufeng contracted and he raised his hands high.

For a while.

The sword energy that reached nearby seemed to be controlled by the laws of time and remained motionless in the air.

Actually.

This is because the Saint Wufeng used the power of the law of wind to skillfully blow the sword energy back, creating the illusion of being still.

"Your defensive ability is pretty good, but if you fight me and only know how to defend, you will die miserably."

The Son of Heavenly Sword had a playful expression on his face, then prepared to attack.

"boom!"

But then a shock came over him, his face changed drastically, and he quickly ran away.

next moment.

A brilliant spark burst out from the space where he was.

The sparks were a hundred feet across. If they fell to the ground, they would probably cover a quarter of the palace.

The flames had not yet dissipated, and the Heavenly Sword Saint, who had already escaped, was looking in another direction.

There, a young man wearing a fiery red robe, with even his eyebrows red, was floating. There was a layer of faint flame flowing on his body.

Between his eyebrows, there is a fiery red mark that looks like a tattoo.

"Skyfire! Aren't you the most violent one? How come you learned to sneak attack today?"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword looked at the young man in red robe with a face full of resentment.

"You just sneak attacked Wufeng, so I can sneak attack you now."

The Skyfire Saint said in a stern voice, "Since you're here, let's just start the melee. Don't think about trying to fish in troubled waters! That's meaningless!"

This statement came out.

In the surrounding space, shadows appeared out of thin air.

Some wore purple robes.

Some wore black gowns.

What's more, some of them wear golden armor, which is very cool.

They are none other than those famous top saints from the Wuya Immortal Sect!