Chapter 367 Battle of the White Emperor
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When the flowers fall, the flowers blooming in the corridor of the Bai family withered, and countless petals scattered on the corners of the walls, turning the entire corridor paved with blue stone slabs into a wonder of scattered flowers.
The red painted and green tiles of the corridor suddenly turned into colorful flower serratas, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, refreshing the heart.
Luo Suxin slowly walked through the corridor full of flowers. She held a flower umbrella in her left hand, and her face was calm.
A delicate pink dress swayed slightly as she walked, vaguely setting off her slim figure and style to the extreme.
This scene forms a beautiful poetry and painting.
At the end of the corridor, a solemn and huge palace surrounded by the buildings, with exquisite shapes and fine textures.
Luo Suxin did not hesitate at all, so she walked straight to the palace and pushed open the heavy palace gate with the bursting momentum around her.
The shape of Baidi's palace is not as luxurious as the Lishui Pavilion in the capital, nor as grand as the Dragon Emperor Palace in the tomb of Youwang. Its building carvings and various details set off a classical elegance, exquisite and delicate beauty.
In the palace, you can even see clear trickle of water passing through the center of the hall and sprinkle into all parts of the mountains.
The palace that covers the entire natural waterfall can no longer be described as magical skills. Every inch of its structure is full of fantasy ideas, representing the superb art of ancient craftsmen.
This scene is also one of the four great wonders that have been circulated in Baidi City, called the Flying Waterfall and Flowing Spring.
It’s a pity that Luo Suxin came here today not to see the scenery.
Behind the waterfall curtain, she could vaguely see a figure standing tall above the main seat of the palace, looking at her outsider with a lonely look.
"In every tragic and great poem, there will be evil trying to destroy sentient beings and the saints representing the light and rebirth... In countless years, both of them have fought to the death in various legends and stories, and they are often the saints representing justice who have won the final victory."
She chuckled slowly and asked, "Do you think you are a saint of this generation?"
Luo Suxin stood in front of the waterfall and said to the figure behind the curtain: "I have selfish intentions, not a saint that everyone admires."
"Hahaha……"
The figure seemed to be laughed at by Luo Suxin's simple words, and her smile was full of interest.
"Then what is your selfishness? Is it immortality? Wealth? Or the strongest power? Or the end of the sword path?"
Luo Suxin slowly pulled out the thin sword from the handle of the umbrella with his right hand. Each person, an umbrella and a sword stood in front of the waterfall, and his voice was calm.
"I want to live forever, and money is just something outside of me. Although I have been chasing swordsmanship throughout my life, I have never regarded it as everything to me."
"Oh? A genius who traveled alone across the country a few years ago actually said that he had no desire for kendo?"
"Yes, my life is just to reverse the future and not let him repeat the same mistake."
Luo Suxin placed the sword flat in front of her, allowing the water splashed from the waterfall to fall on the blade and his pink skirt.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The figure was laughing crazy behind the curtain. She smiled to the sky, and accompanied by a sudden sense of oppression.
This pressure seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and instantly pressed the floor tiles around Luo Suxin out of cracked gaps.
"What a change of the future and repeat the same mistakes... You girl is really not ordinary arrogance." The figure said contemptuously: "You are alone and deep into the White Emperor. Do you know what you are going to face? Although I ordered you to be released into the city,... I just appreciate your talents. I hope you can abandon worldly prejudice and set foot in a state that you have not reached before."
The feeling of oppression gathered on Luo Suxin's hand, which instantly made the thin sword in her palm weigh ten thousand pounds, which directly made her kneel down and forced her to insert the tip of the sword into the stone slab to support her body without lying on the ground.
"Although you repeatedly emphasize that you are not a saint, in my eyes, everything you do is the same as that of a saint."
The curtain of the waterfall suddenly opened outwards, and the figure finally stood up from the main seat and walked towards Luo Suxin step by step.
But Luo Suxin could not look up, and the pressure from all directions made her unable to even do such a simple move.
"I have always been curious about why this generation of White Emperor believes that you can beat me, but now it seems that you are useless except for being proud."
As soon as the other party's words fell, the pressure increased several times. If it were an ordinary person, he would have turned into powder under such fierce power, but Luo Suxin raised his lowered head again.
Even though she looked up slowly, she still raised her head with the extremely tenacious perseverance in her heart, opened her clear eyes, and reflected the woman's appearance into her mind.
The figure standing opposite the waterfall was wearing a black and red dragon robe, with the complicated rune marks on it as if they were smeared with blood, and the red color was gorgeous and terrifying.
But it was the red dragon's crazy clawed robe that outlined her extremely graceful figure, showing endless charm.
On her beautiful face, two purple pupils were as cold as ice, black hair was tied into a beautiful bun, and a strand of flying black hair left in her temples, slowly pressing against her bright red lips.
"Oh? He even dressed up as a disciple of the Bai family... What are you looking forward to Baidi in his body remembering?"
The next moment the other party mocked Luo Suxin, a sharp sword energy suddenly arose, making a brief roar, tearing the side of the woman in the black dragon robe.
Luo Suxin, who had been holding a sword, also jumped up at the same time and threw the flower umbrella towards the broken waterfall.
Then her figure was as graceful as a geek, and she stepped on the flower umbrella flying in the air, and her whole figure flew into the woman like a sharp arrow.
The woman looked at the crisis that was coming, and her face also put away the contempt she had just now, and replaced it with an indifferent attitude that was unreachable.
Her jade-white palm was shaking in the air, and countless marks appeared immediately to stop the sword energy. However, Luo Suxin's speed followed was too fast, which was really beyond her expectations, forcing her to move her body back two steps and said without looking back.
"Gu Lan, take the Umbrella Sword."
Behind the main seat of the palace, a flower umbrella was thrown out by Bai Gulan, who was waiting here. The crimson red on the woman's clothes seemed to suddenly come alive at this moment, and directly turned into a moving true energy, rolled the umbrella sword to the woman's hand.
The woman who got the umbrella sword quickly pulled out the thin sword and pressed it on her body. Two figures, one pink and one black, interlaced in the Bai family's palace. Each impact could cause the flying energy to shatter the stone pillars, and in a short while the palace was in chaos.
Chapter completed!