Chapter 156 Song Xi: Let me see the fist that defeats all living things

The red jade bell fell to the side, with several cuts appearing on the bell.

The ancient mirror was suspended in the air, and the cracks on the mirror body expanded, almost tearing the mirror apart.

However, no matter how much he lost, the young man finally won the fight.

He shrunk the jade bell and ancient mirror and put them in his arms.

Liang Hui carried a spear on his back and picked up the spoils on the ground.

Liang Hui dug out all the "dream" items, along with the storage space, and piled them on the ground.

Under the Tongtian Bridge, Su Yao stared at the young man's slender figure with his eyes slightly curved. He did not move forward, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Time passed and night fell before Liang Hui finished searching for the spoils.

The harvest was divided into three piles by the boy.

The largest pile of spoils was various precious medicines and rare stones;
The slightly smaller trophies are various "dream-entering" items; the smallest team displays various martial arts, Taoist books, and magical instruments.

Su Yao walked slowly to the side of the young man, with a smart look in her eyes.

"Hui, do you need me to clean up the corpses around you?"

"No need. Keeping it here can shock those who come later."

Liang Hui responded while putting the "dream-entering" items into the storage space.

At the same time, he pointed at the items on the ground and whispered:

"If there are any items you like, take them. If you need Taoist books or martial arts manuals, copy them and take them away."

A smile appeared on the girl's pretty face, and her red lips slightly raised.

She didn't lack these things, but Liang Hui's asking her to choose was already a sign of recognition.

Su Yao bent down, picked up a magic weapon and a few precious medicines at random, and stopped.

Liang Hui has also put the 'dream' items, precious medicines and rare stones that are useful to him into the storage space.

Finally, he turned his attention to martial arts classics, Taoist books, and magical weapons.

As the ancient mirror and red jade bell were damaged, he needed to find a magical tool that could replace them in a short period of time.

The young man picked up and sensed the magical instruments one by one, and soon a tripod and a pot were placed in front of Liang Hui.

The tripod is made of bronze and stands on three legs. It has an ancient aura and has the ability to protect and suppress.

The word "Cang" is engraved on the body of the tripod, so Liang Hui called it the Cangqing Ding.

The body of the pot is red and the spout is slender. Just looking at it makes people feel hot. It has the ability to kill and trap enemies.

It was the offensive weapon he chose, and because the words "burning light" were engraved on the inner wall of the pot, it was called the Burning Light Pot.

Each of these two magical instruments has reached the level of realization.

Su Yao, who was standing aside, sat cross-legged on the ground, supporting her pretty face with one hand, and quietly watched Liang Hui's busy figure.

Time passes little by little.

It was already late at night when Liang Hui finished reading the Taoist books and martial arts classics.

Putting away the last martial arts book in his hand, the young man sat cross-legged opposite Su Yao, ignoring the blood around him.

“We’re all going to be here for a while.”

"Well, I know, wherever you are, I will be there."

Su Yao looked serious.

A breeze blew by, carrying with it a strong smell of blood, and also lifted the hair of the two people.

The black hair, like silk, touches and interweaves each other.

Liang Hui and Su Yao stopped talking and began their own practice.

After that, a few days.

People who had crossed the Yellow Springs kept coming, but they were all killed by Liang Hui under the Tongtian Bridge.

Some people even gathered together as a group of strong men to charge forward, but were still defeated by the young man. Except for a few people who escaped, all others died.

Liang Hui stood here alone, like a sacred mountain, making all the strong men and geniuses who wanted to climb the Tongtian Bridge feel depressed.

Intimidation, inducement, negotiation, all kinds of means are useless.

Whether you hate it or are angry, you have to accept reality in the end.

Four days passed in the blink of an eye.

A luxurious ship crossed the Yellow Springs and reached Tianyuan Island.

The graceful figure in a purple cloak jumped off the ship first and stood on the land.

One after another figures jumped down from the ship and stood behind the woman, each of them exuding a powerful aura.

"Such a strong smell of blood." The middle-aged woman standing behind Song Xi spoke.

Song Xi nodded and looked thoughtfully at the Tongtian Bridge deep in the jungle.

As she walked forward, her steps were like the swaying of a divine lotus, her skin was lustrous and her whole body exuded perfection.

"Go and ask around. I want to know what happened on Tianyuan Island." After the words fell, two figures in black robes disappeared from the spot.

Not much time passed.

Two figures in black robes knelt on one knee and spoke respectfully:
"Qin Dao, a disciple of the Zhou Kingdom's Beast Taming Sect, pretended to be a casual cultivator Taiyi and entered the Tianyuan Secret Realm."

"Now I am alone and blocked under the Tongtian Bridge. I have defeated all the proud and powerful people in the Great Chu State. No one can step onto the Tongtian Bridge."

There was an unconscious hint of indignation in the words of the black-robed figure.

Song Xi did not respond, but waved his hand to signal him to move away.

Her beautiful eyes looked ahead with a complicated expression, and she sighed in her heart: "This style is very much like you."

The pace quickened again, and soon everyone crossed the lush jungle and approached the Tongtian Bridge.

The wreckage on the roadside, the blood on the ground, and the broken weapons made everyone look solemn.

"That's the elder who led the Cang family!"

A scream came from the middle-aged woman's mouth.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw an old man nailed to an ancient tree by a sharp sword.

The old man was strong and sturdy, and even in death his aura was still awe-inspiring.

"It is indeed the elder of the Cang family. I have seen him before when he visited the young lady."

The Cang family was one of the eight major families in Jiaozhou, but unexpectedly they were killed here.

Song Xi narrowed his gaze and glanced at the people behind him.

"Everyone, please wait here. Aunt Fang and I will go in."

The words were light, but they could not be rejected.

The middle-aged woman opened her mouth, but in the end she could only nod to the people behind her.

He protected Song Xi and walked towards the Tongtian Bridge.

Suddenly, Song Xi bent down, looked at the corpse with a bloody hole on the chest, and gently probed with his hand.

Feel the domineering fist intent.

The guess in my mind was confirmed even more.

He stood up, frowned, and walked forward.

Stepping on the blood, he walked over the corpses and arrived under the Tongtian Bridge.

Almost instantly, my attention was attracted by a young man in a blue robe, as if that was the center of the world.

The boy has an ordinary face, but his eyes are like the stars in the night sky, bright and deep.

"It's really you! The Divine Emperor!"

The moment Song Xi saw the boy, he had the answer in his mind.

Then, she turned her gaze to the girl in blue next to the boy. The girl looked at her with a smile.

"Sister Song Xi, I have seen you in that memory, but I didn't expect to have the honor of meeting you here."

"Sister is really outstanding. I heard that the former crown prince of Da Chu desperately wanted to marry you and almost became the crown princess."

Song Xi smiled, very calmly, yet very stunningly, like a fairy flower, making the whole world a little brighter.

As she steps forward, her dress flutters, unable to conceal her hazy curves.

"At that time, I could only go with the flow and couldn't resist." Song Xi spoke, very softly and pleasantly.

He stretched out his hand and a wooden box appeared in his palm.

Slowly floated to Liang Hui's feet.

"This is the head of the elder of the Wang family. He was the one who surrounded and killed them first, so he should be executed!"

Click!

The wooden box opened, revealing a hideous head with a look of surprise on its face.

Liang Hui withdrew his gaze from the wooden box, looked at the purple-haired woman calmly, and tapped the hilt of the sword lightly with his palm.

"You seem to have some assumptions about my identity."

"There are countless geniuses in the world, and it is not difficult to guess how many people have been able to achieve what you have done throughout history."

"And you don't seem to be trying to hide it."

Song Xi glanced at the corpses scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, Aunt Fang, who was standing behind Song Xi, had a look of horror on her face. It was obvious that she had thought of something.
He stood there respectfully, reducing his presence.

Song Xi's steps continued to move forward, never stopping, with a gleam in his eyes.

The red lips parted slightly, and gentle words came out.

"Can you still throw a punch? I want to take a look at the fist that defeated the world."

(End of this chapter)