Chapter 12 The world is in chaos
The capital of Daxia, Luodu.

A man holding a sword walked into the hall. The young emperor sat on the throne expressionlessly. The eunuch and master Feng Zhong stood beside him.

On the side was Grand Tutor Dong Zhongda, who was granted the title of Emperor of the Han Dynasty, was granted the Nine Gifts, did not have to bow when entering the court, did not have to use his name when praising or bowing, and only wore a sword and shoes when entering the palace.

"Liu Jingchuan, what are you going to do?" Feng Zhong spoke. The amazing thing was that he didn't have a shrill voice like ordinary eunuchs. Instead, he had a clear voice, a face as white as jade, and an imposing manner.

"I am here for the people of the world." said the Taoist, Liu Jingchuan.

"The people of the world, can a mere Taoist like you represent the people of the world?" Dong Zhongda, who was burly, had a fierce face, a huge body and great power, and spoke.

"A small Taoist priest naturally cannot represent the people of ordinary people, but Liu Jingchuan can give them a way out," said Liu Jingchuan.

"What do you mean, Taoist Liu?" Feng Zhong's voice was still unhurried and slow, like the clear flow of spring water.

"The end of Great Xia is coming to an end. My senior brother has calculated through fortune-telling that Great Xia only has 17 years left. However, evil people are in power and are corrupt, and the people are living in misery. After 17 years, I'm afraid that all people will be in dire straits and there is no chance of survival. Liu Jingchuan studies Taoism, feels grateful to heaven, and still has some courage. He is willing to seek a glimmer of hope for all the people in the world." Liu Jingchuan shouted loudly.

"You are so brave, little Taoist. Could it be that my sword is not good enough?" Dong Zhongda drew out his sword, and black market lines wrapped around his body.

"My sword is not bad! For the people of this generation, let's kill the traitors!" Liu Jingchuan also drew out his long sword. This sword was ordinary, with only a golden thread on the sword spine.

Liu Jingchuan's long sword burst out with thousands of golden lights, with faint sounds of wind and thunder, and flew towards Dong Zhongda.

Dong Zhongda stood up and laughed loudly. The black air condensed in his hands. He did not dodge or avoid the golden light. Once the golden light was touched by the black air, it was swallowed up.

"The Heaven Devouring Demonic Art is indeed worthy of its reputation." Liu Jingchuan said, "I wonder if it can block the might of heaven?"

Liu Jingchuan swung his sword, and a thunderbolt broke through the roof of the hall and fell directly on his sword. Liu Jingchuan drew the thunder into the sword, pinched the sword gesture with his hand, and the long sword flew away without wind.

Dong Zhongda shouted loudly and stretched out his hand to grab the sword. Countless lightning burst out from the long sword, competing with the black air in Dong Zhongda's hand, making a hissing sound.

Suddenly, a figure floated down behind Liu Jingchuan silently, with a bright white light emitting from his hand, piercing Liu Jingchuan's back.

Liu Jingchuan was doing two things at once. He used his right hand to make sword gestures to direct the flying sword. His whole body was emitting golden light to block the sneak attack. His left hand, which was covered in golden light, slashed fiercely at Feng Zhong who was behind him.

Feng Zhong's attack failed, and he was hit back. He retreated lightly with the force, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He smiled and said, "Master Liu's Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill is magnificent and powerful. Feng Zhong admires it."

"Humph." Liu Jingchuan snorted coldly, "Eunuch Feng is so utterly incomparable, so sinister and evil, he is a perfect match for a eunuch like you."

Hearing Liu Jingchuan's ridicule, Feng Zhong was contented, and put his hands together, emitting a white light: "Then please ask Taoist Liu to taste my Nine Yin Eighteen Hands."

After saying that, he pounced forward. On the other side, Dong Zhongda roared wildly, and black energy flowed through his body, forming a set of black armor, leaving space for his eyes, which were flashing red.

"It's a great ability for a small Taoist priest to force out the true form of this demon, Dong. I can grant you an intact body!" After saying this, he stretched out his hand to grab Liu Jingchuan without fear of the lightning.

The attacks from both sides came quickly. Liu Jingchuan pointed his sword upwards, and the flying sword turned around. Golden light shone brightly, and the palace was shaken by the collision of the three people's true energy.

With a loud shout, a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket descended and struck the three people fiercely. For a moment, the three people's hair stood up. After a loud bang, the three retreated and each occupied a corner of the palace.

Feng Zhong no longer looked calm, his hands trembling slightly, and the big hole on Dong Zhongda's black armor was slowly repaired.

Liu Jingchuan suffered the most. His Taoist robe was torn all over, his chest bones were broken, and he half-knelt on the ground, unable to help but spit out blood again.

"It's just a trifle. It seems the young Taoist has run out of options. He even dares to use a method that hurts both halves." Dong Zhongda seemed to be unharmed and said in a muffled voice.

"Haha, haha, hahaha." Liu Jingchuan suddenly laughed, "Ignorant traitor, how can the people survive by just killing a few termites? Look at this sword!"

Liu Jingchuan raised his left hand tremblingly, and gently stroked his eyebrows with his blood-stained left hand, as if he had opened his eyes. He held the sword with his right hand, and then grasped the sword with his left hand, swiping from the hilt to the tip of the sword. Blood rushed out from his palm and smeared the sword. The long sword was soaked in blood and hummed. The gold line on the sword spine turned from gold to red, emitting a golden-red light.

"Oh no, the Dragon Slaying Sword, he is the descendant of the Liu family who is skilled in the Dragon Slaying Technique, stop him quickly!" Feng Zhong seemed to have thought of something.

Dong Zhongda also rushed forward.

"Too late!" Liu Jingchuan held the Golden Blood Sword in his hand, grabbed the little emperor who was within reach, and tapped his forehead with his left hand.

In an instant, a golden dragon flew out from the little emperor's body, and its huge momentum blew away Dong Zhongda and the other man who were running towards them.

"The fate of the country, destiny, I never thought that this dragon-slaying technique would be revealed one day." Liu Jingchuan looked at the golden dragon without any fear, "For the sake of the people, for the sake of the world,

I, Liu Jingchuan, invite Daxia to die!"

As he spoke, Liu Jingchuan swung his sword fiercely. The golden dragon under the sword let out a long roar and turned into countless golden lights, flying all over the world.

Next, let the world's talented people rebuild the country. I only hope that God will be merciful and relieve the people from their difficulties.

As he thought this, Liu Jingchuan's body began to disappear bit by bit, dissipating into the world.

At the same time, the wind and clouds gathered, dragons and snakes emerged from the land, and the masters of the magic weapons watched the magic weapons in their hands shine brightly.

In the north, in a eunuch's family, a pale and handsome man looked at the buzzing sword in his hand silently.

In the south, a man as ferocious as a tiger was drinking from a big bowl, looking at the tiger-head knife under his feet and ignoring it.

In the west, the leader of the Demon Cult was training his soldiers, his blood was still flowing and the Heavenly Demon Sword in his hand was flashing red light.

In Tiangang Village, Li Shiqiong looked at the Blood-Crying Spear in his hand, while the thirty-five heroes below him waited for his orders.

On the distant frontier, Zhao Jie pushed the beauty away, and the five-colored light of the Hun Tian Sword flowed, causing the beauty to exclaim.

All of a sudden, heroes emerged and the world changed drastically.

"So, you said that the knife was shining just now?" Gu Qingyuan swung the knife back and forth.

Because Gu Qingyuan didn't want to use the knife, it has been hanging on the wall in the house as a decoration.

Huang Xu happened to pass by here and saw a faint light coming from the house, so he went to find Gu Qingyuan to see what was going on.

Gu Qingyuan handed the knife to Huang Xu and said, “This seems to be a magical weapon, but I don’t like using a knife, and it always wants to infuse me with true energy.

Huang Xu's face looked a little dull: "So, benefactor, you actually have a magic weapon?"

Divine weapons only appear in times of chaos. Those who hold divine weapons are all outstanding people, and they are the overlords vying for supremacy in the world. My benefactor actually also has a divine weapon. Having a divine weapon means having a ticket to fight for the world. Why didn't my benefactor tell you before?
Huang Xu was stunned when he thought of this. His benefactor had never cared about power, and he certainly didn't care about the magic weapon. However, this knife...

Gu Qingyuan was still talking when he saw Huang Xu holding the knife and his body began to tremble. He asked hurriedly, "Old Huang, Old Huang, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Xu swallowed his saliva and said, "This is the Dragon Sparrow Sword."

"what?"

"This is the magical Dragon Sparrow Sword of the founding ancestor of Daxia, which has been lost for more than a hundred years!"

(End of this chapter)