The Zhuxian Sword Qi is bursting out, spinning around the scabbard like a cocoon.

The wooden blocks were flying, and the Zhuxian Sword Qi was indestructible. Although this scabbard was Liu Bowen's scabbard and had been nurtured by the dragon vein to become a magic weapon, it was no different to Yu Qi's Zhuxian Sword Qi.

The sword energy burst out, and the scabbard was split from the middle. Then Yu Qi looked at the scratches inside the scabbard. The scratches left by pulling out the sword thousands of times, and then nothing happened. What?

nor.

Yu Qi looked at the ordinary sword marks, but there were no traces left by masters like those in novels.

"I still don't believe it!" Yu Qi stared at the scratches for a long time, and then continued to shoot out the sword energy of Zhu Xian.

In just half an hour, the scabbard had been torn into pieces by Yu Qi and turned into small squares.

It's a pity that there are no martial arts secrets mixed in the material of the scabbard.

Yu Qi shook his head and sighed, his eyes full of regret, and then the Zhuxian sword energy burst out again, and the countless fragments turned into powder.

The powder drifted in the wind, leaving Yu Qi touching the Divine Sword with a strange look in his eyes.

"I shouldn't have cut this scabbard if I had known it. The old Dragon King was a liar and had no inheritance from Liu Bowen at all. The scabbard may be the real Liu Bowen scabbard, but it has nothing to do with the secret book. I was also fascinated for a moment, thinking of my aunt

I carved the Sword Immortal formula on the scabbard, thinking that Liu Bowen would do the same thing!" Yu Qi blinked, then touched the God-Slaying Sword: "I still have to cut a scabbard myself."

"Think about it, Liu Bowen belongs to the Dragon-Slaying lineage, and the Dragon-Slaying lineage has always been passed down alone. Word-of-mouth transmission does not fall on paper and pen. How could he engrave the formula on the scabbard?" Yu Qi shook his head.

If the aunt hadn't passed the sword formula on to herself, she wouldn't have carved the formula on the scabbard.

"Interesting!" She cut off a scabbard and inserted the God-Slaying Sword. Then she stood up and said, "Meditate and practice. The only thing I should do now is to break through the realm of supernatural powers."

Time flies, and seven or eight days pass in a snap of the fingers.

On this day, a large boat came in the mighty river outside Shangjing City.

On the bow of the big ship stood a young man in purple.

"Young master, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for us to rush to Shangjing City. What should we do if we cause any trouble? The master is imprisoned in Youli. If the master makes a mistake in Shangjing City, I'm afraid Xiqi

It's over!" Nangong Shi's eyes were full of solemnity, standing behind Ziwei and trying to comfort her.

Ziwei waved her hand and interrupted Nangong Shi's words: "General Nangong, don't say it anymore. Going to the capital is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. I really don't want to come here unless necessary. But, I have no choice! I have a reason to come."

"Being here, I have the treasure of Shangqing Palace to suppress the secrets of heaven. As long as I am not hit face to face by Qin Tianjian, no one can detect my secrets. What's more, Shangqing Palace has already established a good relationship with Shangjing City.

The Tielan Mountain inside has planned a route for us, and we will never be hit by people from the Qintian Prison!" Ziwei stroked the seal in her sleeve. This seal of the Emperor of Heaven was his greatest confidence in coming to the capital city.

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"Let's go, we have arrived in Shangjing City, let's go meet Yu Qi. I had a relationship with Yu Qi on the banks of the Lishui River. Who knew that this guy was so narrow-minded that he refused to forget it. This guy holds grudges so much,

How can he be used by me in the future? Since he can't be used by me, then I will take back his destiny, which can be regarded as a break with him!" Ziwei's eyes showed a look of excitement.

To be honest, Ziwei is a little annoyed by Yu Qi's vengeful character.

He has never thought that there are people in the world who hold such grudges. This is not an ordinary grudge!

When he was a child, it was just a small thing, but this guy actually remembered it for the rest of his life.

According to his opinion, there is absolutely no way for him and Yu Qi to get along.

Nangong Shi shook his head when he heard this. Now that Young Master Xiqi has the final say, what can he do?

As a minister, do you still dare to refute your own son's words?

"Can you contact Youli?" Ziwei looked into the distance. In the direction of Youli, Xibohou lived.

"Youli has been set up by the emperor. Anyone who dares to peek will definitely alert the guarding gods and the group of executioners in Lutaizhong!" Nangong Shi smiled bitterly.

"Lutai?" Ziwei couldn't help but shuddered when she heard this.

Ludai is really too strong and weird!

Pervasive, omnipresent.

"Sir, the carriage prepared by the Huang family has arrived." At this moment, a servant came up from the boat.

"Go and pay homage to Miss Zhou's tomb!" Ziwei ordered.

The carriage rolled all the way to Zhou Si's tomb. There were already guards guarding the surrounding area.

Ziwei stood in front of Zhou Si's grave for a long, long time.

"Speaking of which, the queen killed Zhou Si, so she can be considered my enemy." Ziwei paid homage in front of Zhou Si's grave and poured a glass of wine:

"Haha, what a pity! Miss Zhou Si and I have no connection, and now we want to join forces with the enemy."

"Let's go to the Chongyang Taoist Temple and meet Yu Qi!" Ziwei's eyes were full of strange expressions: "Yu Qi can stir up turmoil in the world and make families with thousands of years hate him to the bone, but they can't do anything about it, but I can't.

I am very curious. What are the three heads and six arms of this Yu Qi? When we first met, he was not as good as me. How did he turn around and become so powerful?"

Ziwei was very curious and uncomfortable.

Chaoge City

Upstairs for Stars

"Your Majesty, I have something urgent to report!" Fei Zhong quickly rushed into the Star-Zhaing Building.

"Why are you so panicked?" Zi Xin raised his head from the fold, looked at the panicked Fei Zhong, and frowned.

To be honest, this was the first time he had seen Fei Zhong break the rules so carelessly.

"Your Majesty, Xibohou has lost his power! Overnight, his cultivation has been completely ruined, he has turned into a mortal body, and has aged!" Fei Zhong said quickly.

"Huh?" Zixin's pen paused in mid-air, and he couldn't bring down the brush in his hand no matter what. There was a solemn look in his eyes: "Sure enough?"

"The people below have personally verified it and supervised it day and night. It turns out that Xibohou has indeed failed!" Fei Zhong said with certainty.

After hearing this, Zixin slowly put down his pen, with a solemn look in his eyes: "It's difficult! It's difficult!"

It is indeed difficult to handle, not an ordinary problem.

Zi Xin stood in front of the case and was silent for a long time. After a while, he said, "Who did it?"

"No one can get in touch with Xibohou, so..." Fei Zhong raised his head cautiously and glanced at Zixin: "It can only be that Xibohou has lost his martial arts."

"He wants to go back to Xiqi!" Zixin suddenly raised his head, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Go back to Xiqi?" Fei Zhong was stunned.

"Go, invite Xibohou to come over, and tell him that the king wants to entertain him!" Zixin flicked his sleeves, turned around suddenly and said.

Hearing this, Fei Zhong seemed to understand, but he didn't know what the relationship between Xibohou's abandonment of his meritorious service and his desire to return to Xiqi had.

"Discard your power? Go back to Xiqi? Haha, the more you want to go back, the less I can do for you. If you don't kill all your Xiqi bloodline and suffer torture to death, how can you dispel the hatred in my heart! How can you dispel me?

The hatred in my heart! I want you to feel the pain of Lutai's self-immolation for yourself. I will definitely ask you to feel it for yourself!" Zi Xin's voice was full of murderous intent.

Let him go back?

That is impossible!

The more Xibohou behaves like this, the more he cannot be asked to go back.

Youli

Xibohou looked at the hexagram in front of him, his expression gloomy: "It's over! It's all over! Ziwei... this traitor, I once told him at that time that he was not allowed to enter Shangjing City, but he insisted on entering Shangjing City. Enter.

Not only did he go to the capital, but he actually became an enemy of Yu Qi. I finally got in touch with Yu Qi, this evil son... evil son..."

Hou Xibo was so angry that his beard was trembling, his body was shaking constantly, he coughed suddenly and rapidly, and all the air seemed to be sucked into his chest.

Xiqi's great situation must be destroyed in the hands of this evil obstacle.

"It's impossible! Before I came to Chaoge, I once ordered the civil and military ministers of the DPRK and China not to let Ziwei come to Shangjing City! It stands to reason that if Ziwei wants to come to Shangjing City, someone will definitely stop it, but

Why doesn't anyone stop it now? There is even such a hexagram that everything must be reversed? There is a problem! There is a big problem!" Xibohou's eyes were filled with confusion.

He was helpless. He didn't know what happened to Ziwei, and he couldn't predict the secret of Ziwei.

There must be big changes in the outside world!

An earth-shaking change, a change beyond his expectation.

"It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this!" Xibohou sat there in despair.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and Gao Qiu led several guards in black armor to the field: "Is Xibohou here?"

Fei Zhong bowed respectfully outside the door: "Fei Zhong asks to see the Marquis of Xibo."

Xibohou was a vassal king, his status in Great Shang was second only to the emperor of the dynasty, and he was also the master of a vassal state. Although Fei Zhong was favored, he did not dare to neglect Xibohou in the slightest.

Xiqi has many years of experience, how can he, Fei Zhong, provoke him?

"It turns out that the doctor has arrived. Please come in, sir. Please forgive me for being such a guilty person and not being able to go out to see the ceremony!" In the thatched cottage, Xibohou wiped away the hexagram in front of him and looked at the man standing outside the house.

Fei Zhong couldn't help but said.

"Greetings to Xibohou." Fei Zhong opened the curtain and walked into the thatched cottage. Looking at Xibohou who was pale and trembling, he quickly bowed respectfully.

"Sir, please get up quickly. Don't be too polite. How dare I, a sin-stricken man, receive such a courtesy?" Xibohou quickly stood up and helped Fei Zhong up.

"Master Hou's cultivation level?" Fei Zhong felt Xibohou's thin body, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, as if he didn't even know that Xibohou's cultivation level had been ruined.
Chapter completed!