Peng Ziling was extremely surprised by Su Po's attack.
Before this, he would never have thought that Su Po's target would be someone from Chang 'an City.
At the same time, the jade pendant at his waist transmitted the second half of Ying Xiaowo's sentence.
"… But Su Po's appearance seems strange, as if he has lost his past memories, or if he has practiced the sword to become heartless."
Su Po's attack seemed to verify Ying Xiaowo's evaluation of him.
His sword slashed out without any hesitation, aiming straight for Ao Ying.
To be precise, it should be the sheathless sword in Ao Ying's hand.
Shen Herong seemed to have been prepared.
She flashed and saved Ao Ying in time.
As for the sword, it was tossed aside.
Where Su Po's sword light passed, the opponent's sword broke.
Just like how he dealt with the sheath in the past, Su Po destroyed the sheathless sword with a single strike of his sword, and then he paid no further attention to the people present before turning around and leaving.
It seemed that everyone present, regardless of friend or foe, had nothing to do with him.
But this time, things changed.
Su Po had just turned to leave when he suddenly paused.
He stood where he was, a rare look of confusion in his eyes.
In the confusion, there was clarity, and then he fell into confusion again, and so on.
Su Po stood in mid-air, not speaking or moving, as if he had become a floating statue.
His appearance made Ao Ying, who was still in shock, and Chen Chaoyan beside her also confused.
Tai Qing Palace Master Peng Ziling's snow-white brows were tightly knitted.
No matter how fast Shen Herong improved, he still needed to cultivate.
But Su Po was different.
Peng Ziling could see that he had reached the peak of the thirteenth realm, and was only half a step away from the fourteenth realm.
His swordsmanship had improved even more than before.
If the two sides fought now, Peng Ziling did not have full confidence that he could win against this opponent.
And the opponent's current state was extremely strange.
On the other side, Chen Chaoyan could not be missed.
Peng Ziling's heart suddenly moved as he pondered.
His cultivation strength was high, and he had vast experience in thousands of years.
Just now, he could not see through the sword intent emitted by Ao Ying's sword, but now that he thought about it, it was somewhat similar to Su Po's attack just now.
But there was also a difference.
Perhaps Su Po had broken this sword because of the similarities between the two.
Then his current appearance was due to the difference between the two?
The sword intent within the longsword had inspired him …
Right now, he was trying to figure out the sword intent of the long sword that he had just broken.
Slowly, Peng Ziling exhaled.
From the Jing Dynasty, the Yin Dynasty, and other Chang 'an territories, there was news that the City Lord of Chang' an had personally taken action to capture and kill Immortal Qing He, Emperor Ning Han Feng, and others.
It was rumored that the Castellan of Chang 'an was a rare swordsman.
If it weren't for the fact that Su Po had shown up elsewhere and revealed his cultivation of the thirteenth realm, everyone would have guessed that the true identity of the Castellan of Chang 'an was the Sword Devil Su Po.
Peng Ziling had never seen the Lord of Chang 'an's sword skills.
But could the sword intent that could make Su Po fall into contemplation be the work of the Castellan of Chang 'an?
It could be seen that Su Po's current state was indeed strange. He was no longer the "Sword Demon" of the Twelve Yama Kings of the past.
So now, could the Castellan of Chang 'an be trying to subdue Su Po again?
If Su Po succeeded in figuring out the sword intent, would he succeed in reaching a higher level and return to Chang 'an at the same time?
Slowly, Peng Ziling shook his head at the thought.
He immediately waved his hand. Endless Yang Thunder gathered in the air and then turned into a tall Tai Qing Statue, standing between heaven and earth, holding the universe in its hand.
Tai Qing Statue and Peng Ziling made the same gesture. Then, the invisible divine thunder instantly spread in all directions, enveloping Su Po, Shen Herong, and others.
Su Po's eyes were still sometimes confused and sometimes clear.
However, in the face of Peng Ziling's Tai Shi Formless Thunder, he immediately unsheathed the broken iron sword in his hand, bringing with it the most brilliant and coldest light in the world.
The invisible divine thunder seemed to be clearly visible in his eyes, and they were all cut down by the sword light.
The divine thunder exploded one after another. It seemed that there was nothing, but the whole world shook as if it was about to be torn apart.
The two sides clashed, and no one could do anything to the other.
Shen Herong protected Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan, and his expression became more serious.
Peng Ziling didn't have the confidence to win against Su Po alone.
However, the old Taoist didn't seem to have any intention of giving up.
It seemed like he had reinforcements that would arrive soon.
As expected, just as Shen Herong thought about that, he saw the sky in the north suddenly turn dark gold.
Then, in the blink of an eye, a huge black shadow flew above them.
It spread its wings, and the sun instantly dimmed.
It was the current leader of the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird race, Xuanfeng.
A level-five Demon Emperor, whose cultivation strength was comparable to a level-14 human expert.
Following closely behind Xuanfeng, a majestic man in a dragon robe appeared.
Shen Herong also recognized him.
The current Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, Song Jun.
Although he wasn't as fast as the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird, Song Jun. He could sense this place in an instant, as if he saw nothing. Obviously, he had also reached level-14.
Within Chang 'an City's Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun's eyes lit up when he saw that.
Emperor Song Jun had also reached level-14. This was something that they didn't expect.
Looking at Song Jun's appearance, he didn't look like he had just broken through. Maybe he was hiding his strength.
Two humans and one demon, three peak level-14 experts gathered. The pressure that they brought almost made Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan suffocate.
Su Po's expression was normal, and he didn't show any emotions.
Facing three level-14 opponents at the same time, even he couldn't say that he could win.
However, he didn't have any intention of hiding or fleeing. He still casually fought with Peng Ziling.
During this process, his gaze was still sometimes confused and sometimes clear.
It seemed like he wouldn't stop until he understood the obstacles in his heart.
Because of this, he didn't care that he was in danger like walking on thin ice.
"If we let him go today, it will be a big problem for us." Peng Ziling said.
He called for Xuanfeng and Song Jun to help even though they knew about Chen Chaoyan's matter. He felt that this was a serious matter, and they couldn't be careless.
Great Peng Xuan Feng and Emperor Song Jun didn't ask any more questions, and attacked directly.
'Sword Demon' Su Po wasn't an ordinary enemy.
Even if it was three against one, they might be cautious.
Although they each had their own thoughts, Peng Ziling was right. Everyone should deal with the enemy together first, and then talk slowly.
However, just as Great Peng Xuan Feng and Emperor Song Jun joined the battle, a sword light suddenly lit up in the distance.
Great Peng Xuan Feng was furious. As his wings flapped, the golden wind turned into thousands. Instantly, there was also endless sword qi surging.
However, the opponent's sword path turned from thousands of sword qi into a golden storm.
As the two sides clashed, the opponent was slightly at a disadvantage. However, he didn't show any signs of defeat.
Great Peng Xuan Feng, Peng Ziling, and Song Jun were all slightly moved.
The opponent's sword path was really brilliant.
One sword turned into thousands of techniques, one sword turned into thousands of things. Although he was only at the thirteenth level, he had the demeanor of an All Creation Realm Demon Emperor.
When the sword qi and storm dissipated, a woman's figure appeared.
She looked to be in her thirties or forties. She was graceful and beautiful, and there was a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.
Great Purity Palace Sect Master Peng Ziling and Emperor Song Jun were both startled.
This woman should be the female sword expert that Kong Shengzhen mentioned before, the one who stopped him from going to the Nine Peaks Academy.
Now, it seemed that Kong Shengzhen was right.
The woman's swordsmanship was indeed brilliant. It was even above Mount Shu's sword path, and could be compared to 'Sword Demon' Su Po in the past.
Su Po's gaze also swept towards the woman.
However, he quickly retracted his gaze, and his attention returned to his sword path.
Ao Ying, on the other hand, was stunned.
She stared at the other party without blinking, and was speechless.
Instead, the woman's gaze landed on her, and it became much gentler. "When I left, you were still young, but I recognized Ying 'er at a glance. Ying' er, can you still recognize me?"
"Mother!" Ao Ying shouted. She wanted to jump into the woman's arms, but she was wary of Peng Ziling and the others.
However, the woman's figure flashed, and she was already in front of her. Then, she hugged her.
"Mother, I missed you so much these years." Ao Ying sobbed, and her tears could not be stopped.
The woman hugged her and sighed softly. "It's all my fault. After I returned to the sect, the sect met with changes. I was worried that I would drag you down with me, so I didn't come back to see you. Now, I can finally relax a little. Using the sect as an excuse, I can finally come and see you. Mother and daughter can be reunited."
"Mother, are you alright now?" Ao Ying was shocked when she heard this.
"The matter hasn't been completely resolved. I came this time to see you secretly," the woman said.
The woman said, "However, the turning point has appeared. Later on, we will be able to reunite."
Ao Ying finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, Peng Ziling and the others frowned.
Song Jun looked at Peng Ziling.
Slowly, the old Daoist said, "It's Ao Kong's daughter."
As he spoke, his gaze fell on the woman. "So it's Madam Ao. I'm sorry for not recognizing you."
"I don't dare to accept your words. I'm no longer Madam Ao."
The woman wiped away the tears on Ao Ying's face. "I'm just the mother of this child."
Slowly, Emperor Song Jun said, "If that's the case, why don't you find another place to reunite with your daughter? We won't interfere."
Ao Ying was shocked when she heard this. She quickly looked at her mother.
The woman patted her daughter's hand gently, indicating that she did not need to worry.
She turned her head and glanced at Song Jun, Peng Ziling, and Xuan Feng. "It's not convenient for me to bring my daughter with me. She will return to Chang 'an later. If we leave now, Ying Er will return to Chang' an later. It's not easy for her to get along with others. I have no choice but to offend the three of you."
Xuan Feng snorted coldly. "Then you can die with them."
After that, he flapped his wings and thousands of gusts of wind slashed down like blades.
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