Xiao Yu couldn't help but be stunned.

This situation and this scene were beyond his expectations.

"The traitorous ministers are in charge, the people are not happy, if this continues, the Qianfeng Kingdom will really be finished!"

The military general shouted in a deep voice, "We only hate to be bound by the monarch and the ministers, and we have brute force, so we can sit here and wait to die!"

"Xiao Shaoxia!" he raised his head, his eyes were burning, and his weather-beaten face was a look of longing, "General Xia told us that now in the national capital, only you can save the entire Qianfeng country!"

"I believe the general's words, we rough people don't have any brains, we only know how to fight and kill, but you are different!"

"You are the young sect master of the Great Sect, and you are the 'invincible sword' canonized by the Queen Mother herself, your heroic deeds in the Falling Dragon Pass, all the brothers are full of admiration!"

"Fuck the princess, fuck the prince! Xiao Shaoxia, all the brothers in the army believe that you are innocent! Those fools say that you are a traitor and a murderer, let fucking bullshit!"

"The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, the capital of this country has changed...... But I am a soldier of Qianfeng Country, and I really don't want to watch Qianfeng Kingdom on the verge of extinction!"

After the military general said so many words in one breath, his eyes were bloodshot: "Xiao Shaoxia! I implore you to save Qianfengguo!"

The thousands of soldiers around raised their long knives and shouted:

"I implore Xiao Shaoxia to save me Qianfengguo!"

These warriors didn't come here to stop Xiao Yu's footsteps.

Instead, I hope that the hero of the Falling Dragon Pass in front of him can turn the tide again and save Qianfeng from fire and water.

In their hearts, Xiao Yu is already a savior-like figure.

Xiao Yu in the middle stood tall and silently looked at the military general kneeling down on one knee in front of him.

His friend Xia Xingyu, although he had been removed from the military rank by Prince Yong and Qian Fengjie, still did his best to help him at this last time.

He thanked Xia Xingyu in his heart, and then put down the knife in his hand.

"I'm not interested in saving Qianfeng or something. Xiao Yu said lightly.

Hearing Xiao Yu's words, the military general was stunned.

Xiao Yu breathed a long sigh of relief: "But in order to track down the whereabouts of my companions, it is okay to save Qianfeng Kingdom by the way." ”

The general's face was overjoyed, he raised his heavy sword above his head and handed it to Xiao Yu: "Please Xiao Shaoxia take the sword!"

A disciple of the First Sword Sect should hold a three-foot Qingfeng.

Xiao Yu threw down the steel knife in his hand, which was already full of gaps, and took the heavy sword from the general's hand.

The Holy Yang Golden Crystal Sword left by the ancestor is extraordinary, and the Blue Water Sword inherited from Aokido is also extraordinary.

Compared with these two divine weapons, the heavy sword he held in his hand at this moment became more and more ordinary.

This is the mortal iron made by the ukiyo-e blacksmith, and compared with the two swords that Xiao Yu once used, there is nothing special about it.

But the spine of the sword is straight, and the blade is wide and thick, hard enough, and heavy enough.

The thick lines resemble a rugged man covered in stubble, filled with the rough smell of rust and blood.

Xiao Yu held this mundane stubborn iron and wanted to challenge the domineering kingship.

Carrying a heavy sword, he only felt as if he had returned to the battlefield of Jin Ge Iron Horse, and his eyes couldn't help but show a fierce killing intent!

Xiao Yu walked slowly with one sword and killed towards the main hall.

The general stood up and shouted in a deep voice: "The three armies obey the order!"

"In!" roared a thousand sergeants around him.

"Guarding Xiao Shaoxia's left and right, there are those who dare to approach on the left, don't worry about killing!"

"Yes!" The precision steel behemoth restarted, and a thousand heavily armored sergeants guarded Xiao Yu's side, following him

Head to the main hall in the distance.

I don't know how many ill-intentioned people rushed out along the way, and I don't know how many vicious eyes are hidden in the dark.

The news that Xiao Yu and his party were against a thousand Jin Wuwei spread quickly, and they hurried over, wanting to be the one who killed the god with the last sword.

But when they saw this thousand heavily armored soldiers, their pace slowed down, and their hands holding their swords loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened, and hesitated.

When they looked at the cold young man walking with a sword in front of them, and looked at the blood marks of different shades on his body, especially the hideous wound that crossed the bridge of his nose, their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

And the heavy sword in Xiao Yu's hand made the fear in their hearts suddenly rise to the extreme!

A small sound sounded in the dark, like a group of rats that could not see the light passing a message:

"Hurry back to the top, you can't stop Xiao Yu at all, he is about to enter the palace!"

"Hurry up, go away, fool, do you think you'll be able to pick up the leak, look at what he's holding!"

"That One Sword Sect's embryo killing embryo doesn't use a knife, he ...... He...... He's starting to pick up his sword!"

The shadows in the darkness ran and fled in a panic, rampage, and you pushed me.

No one dared to jump out of the shadows and stop in front of Xiao Yu.

They were scared.

I'm afraid of this young man whose cultivation is just a martial artist Nine Heavens.

As if he couldn't see them, Xiao Yu never changed the speed at which he was moving.

Maybe I saw it, but I didn't take these clowns in my eyes anymore.

At this moment, his eyes were only focused on one place, and the main hall at the end of his line of sight was getting closer and clearer.

It is built on one high staircase after another, as if it were located in the clouds.

Xiao Yu, a floating mortal, holds the sword of the world, and wants to step into the clouds and behead the supreme imperial power!

Wisps of sword intent continued to converge on him, and every time he took a step forward, the condensed sword intent would increase.

The military general who followed him felt the sharp sword qi coming from Xiao Yu's body, and his heart became tighter and tighter.

Later, he even felt that his eyes were stinging when he even looked at Xiao Yu, and tears flowed in his eyes!

Stopping, raising his sword, Xiao Yu came to the steps of the main hall.

He had gathered monstrous sword intent.

At this moment, he is like a peerless fierce soldier, holding it but not sending it, and Zhou's body is swallowing a fierce killing sword qi!

The surrounding sergeants who were accustomed to iron-blooded killing all felt a chill in their hearts, and they looked at Xiao Yu's back with reverence, but also a little more fear.

"Xiao Shaoxia, we can only escort you here. The military general behind him bowed to Xiao Yu and clenched his fists, "This is ...... It's not a place where I can set foot in it. ”

Xiao Yu looked up and saw that the steps made of white marble were stacked on top of each other, until they were as high as the sky.

Even if you have come to this step, the main hall at the top still seems unattainable and intimidating.

Since the founding of the Qianfeng Kingdom, the man in the highest position of power has sat there, and every day before dawn, the poor courtiers have to step on this staircase, climb up the temple step by step, and bow down to the people there.

When the courtiers have a sore back, they can't help but want to bend down, and when their legs are weak, they can't help but want to kneel.

Climbing over this tall staircase, most of the pride in their hearts was consumed.

I don't know if the courtiers who have stepped on this step throughout the ages will be more and more in awe of the unattainable imperial power in their hearts, or will they grit their teeth and secretly scold it?

Xiao Yu smiled faintly.

Ukiyo-e Imperial Power, but Erl.

He touched his toes lightly, and the whole person was still there

Such as those ethereal immortals in calligraphy and paintings, volley fly!

He carried a heavy sword in his hand, and there was not a trace of fireworks around him.

He began to breathe deeply, as if to inhale all the ethereal clouds of smoke in the sky.

As soon as he took a breath, he cut the bleak life of mediocrity and inaction in his previous life.

His figure fell slightly, his toes a little more on the stairs, and he floated upwards again.

Two inhales, he cut all kinds of lust in the past ups and downs of this life.

He stepped on it again, and this time the strong force shook the stairs to the ground, and the whole person swept away rapidly.

Three inhales, his hair flew wildly, his sword intent soared into the sky, and his eyes were full of bone-chilling coldness!

He wants to kill the great imperial power that is above the world, and return the world to a Lang Lang Qingtian!

The thousands of soldiers under the steps only saw Xiao Yu's body as if he was shocked, ethereal like a fairy, and he only took three steps to go to the main hall.

"Qianfengjie. Xiao Yu's indifferent voice resounded throughout the palace,

"Take your head!"

The heavens and the earth seemed to suddenly darken, and then a wisp of sword light bloomed like an epiphany, getting brighter and brighter, and finally bloomed with dazzling brilliance!

The thick golden sword light suddenly fell from above the Nine Heavens, instantly smashing that glorious hall to pieces!

In the main hall, Qian Fengjie was scolding a group of cowardly courtiers, and suddenly heard a loud sound outside the hall, he was stunned, turned to look, and his eyes were instantly filled with the fierce sword light outside.

He saw that Xiao Yu, who hated him deeply, was like a god descending from the heavens, floating in from outside the hall, carrying a brass heavy sword, stabbing straight at him.

That sword couldn't be more ordinary, so ordinary that Qian Fengjie would not place such an inferior color in his palace.

But such an ordinary heavy sword, at this moment, it was added with majestic sword intent and fierce killing aura, and it was completely reduced to a peerless fierce soldier!

Xiao Yu holds a peerless fierce soldier in his hand, gathers monstrous sword intent, goes to the palace with three breaths, and the sword guides the sky.

He cut through the ups and downs of the past, cut off worldly feelings, just to stab the strongest sword.

There was an inn where he recuperated overnight and looked down on the White Horse Academy.

At this moment, he abandons the karmic fruits of reincarnation, and whoever else he is, he is also unstoppable!

Qian Fengjie's eyes widened, he wanted to scream in horror, but he opened his mouth wide and couldn't make a sound, he wanted to dodge, but his feet couldn't move at all as if they were filled with lead.

He saw that the surrounding hall was affected by Xiao Yu's majestic sword qi, and it was turning into flying ashes little by little, annihilating into the void.

He saw Chang Wei crawling backwards in a panic, and Li Yu was running towards him in despair, but everything was so slow, so slow that Qian Fengjie could see every detail.

He saw that before the blade of the sword arrived, the placket of his chest had begun to shatter into pieces of butterflies.

A piercing red line slowly appeared on the exposed chest, and blood and flesh slowly splashed in the air, revealing the heart in the depths.

For the first time in his life, this high-ranking second prince was so close to the threat of death.

Qian Fengjie's heart finally rose with infinite remorse, he wanted to scream loudly, wanted to kneel to Xiao Yu and beg for mercy, but he didn't even have time to blink his eyelids.

Xiao Yu, who was flying in front of him, looked calm, and his eyes were endless indifference.

As if the sky was falling apart, he would not stop the sword in his hand.

This sword is a must-kill.

Rumble!

The sky-piercing sword qi erupted in an earth-shattering sound above the nine heavens, and the towering staircase built by the white marble couldn't help shaking, and even the clouds in the sky seemed to be shaken down.

The people at the bottom of the stairs were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the ruined hall.

They knew that after this battle, the name of Xiao Yu of the One Sword Sect would completely sweep the entire Vermilion Bird Dynasty!

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