The gray-shirted old man's expression became distorted, and his eyes were fixed on Li Qifeng, exuding a gloomy aura.

Li Qifeng's expression had a faint smile in his face, but the vigilance in his heart became more and more intense.

The next moment.

The gray-shirted old man bit the tip of his tongue, his mouth was full of blood, and a roar of anger suddenly spit out.

In an instant, the gray-shirted old man spit out nine words in a row, and the words were like spring thunder exploding beside Li Qifeng.

Li Qifeng's heart trembled.

Among the nine characters, there seems to be endless power, terrifying, so that Li Qifeng's mind is in a short period of collapse, at this moment, his memory seems to be frozen, he can only feel the power of the nine characters, but he can't remember the nine characters.

Blood stained the red and gray robe.

The gray-robed old man's breath became fierce, and taking advantage of Li Qifeng's momentary distraction, his body moved, his right hand grabbed like lightning, and his nails were like sharp knives, straight to Li Qifeng's throat.

The fierce wind was already the tips of Li Qifeng's hair.

The sharp nails looked like they were about to cut Li Qifeng's throat.

Li Qifeng's eyes suddenly revealed a fierce light, up and down his body, the fierce power increased greatly, and the fierce sword qi burst out, like a sudden flood, slaughtering the gray-robed old man with the momentum of a fierce beast.

Yuanhong stood sideways in front of him.

The gray-shirted old man's right hand was on the blade of the sword.

The right hand is on the sharp blade of the sword.

The gray-shirted old man's expression couldn't help but change, he felt the pain on the palm of his hand, and his body flew backwards.

In the depths of his eyes, there was no longer a fierce killing intent, but endless shock.

"Impossible—"

"It can't be - why did you wake up from my Nine Rhythm Killing, so quickly. ”

The gray-shirted old man asked with a shocked expression.

Li Qifeng's expression still had a faint smile on his face, and he said: "It's still the same sentence - my heart is as calm as ice, and it is difficult to set off the slightest wave even if it is stormy." ”

The gray-shirted old man's eyes froze.

stared at Li Qifeng with a dead gaze, and there was a faint light in the eyes of the gray-shirted old man.

Suddenly, the gray-shirted old man's body moved, sweeping into the distance.

The corners of his mouth lifted, and the smile became more and more genuine.

"If you want to leave, I'm afraid it's not that simple. ”

The moment the words fell, Taicang suddenly flew out of the sheath, and the black light was faint and faint, flashing through.

- The White Horse Passes Through the Gap.

Taicang once again penetrated the chest of the gray-shirted old man.

Endless sword qi erupted, like a raging torrent, ruthlessly destroying the vitality of the gray-shirted old man.

Murong Old Ancestor saw this.

The body swept out, the big sleeves waved, and the violent power broke out directly, drowning the gray-shirted old man in an instant, and the powerful power directly annihilated the gray-shirted old man's vitality.

Li Qifeng smiled.

Turn around, turn the corner.

There was a hint of excitement in the expression of the great priest, and the rest of his life after the catastrophe made him feel extremely hearty and refreshing.

The strength of the nine mountain guards is really strong, an iron chain, a water and fire stick is to subdue the ten live puppets to death, waiting for them is the fate of the corpse of the knife.

……

……

The dawn is already leaping above the horizon.

The prince exhaled softly.

He carefully tidied up the dragon robe, raised his head, straightened his chest, and his eyes showed a terrifying light.

"Now, I'm only one step away from the throne, but what about you?

With a smile on his face, the prince slowly walked forward.

Now, he's going to sit on that throne.

Long Que's expression became very ugly, staring at the back of Prince Longchen, and clenched his fists.

Escorted by a group of martial arts masters, they walked towards the Taihe Palace, all of these people were dead soldiers of the martial family, and they could pay for the martial arts at any time.

"Is this the number of fate...... This throne is destined to have no fate. ”

Long Que said softly.

With a single word, Long Que's whole person seemed to have been drained of all his spirit, and his breath became extremely sluggish.

"Winged King - isn't it too early to give up? ”

A calm voice rang out.

Long Que's body trembled, and his eyes looked at the comer.

Gongsun Bufan, who was dressed in an official uniform, walked slowly, dressed in green clothes, and the crane on it was spreading its wings and soaring high, as if it was about to rise to the sky, and it seemed to be fighting with the enemy, full of might.

Long Que's eyes narrowed, and he had also heard of the youngest minister in the history of the empire, and said, "I don't know what Lord Gongsun said about this?"

Gongsun Bufan came slowly and said loudly: "The throne is the honor of the Ninety-Five, the position that conforms to the mandate of heaven, Longchen is just a waste prince, and it is not right to sit on the throne." ”

Long Que's face tightened, revealing a trace of helplessness, and said: "As Long Chen said, there are many obstacles between me and the throne, and it is really difficult to ascend to the throne. ”

Gongsun Bufan nodded and said: "It is indeed difficult to ascend to the throne, but don't forget that you are the rightful emperor of the empire, and the position of unification is also for you to inherit...... Now you just need to get ready to ascend the throne, and you don't have to worry about the rest. ”

Long Que's eyes revealed countless essences, and he nodded gently, wanting to say words but not knowing what to say.

Gongsun Bufan bowed slightly, turned around and left.

……

……

Wu Zhaolong's body fell heavily to the ground, and the fierce sword qi left dozens of hideous wounds on his body, and blood soaked his clothes.

Liu Xujian stood three steps away from Wu Zhaolong.

His expression was calm.

Wu Zhaolong's strength is indeed very strong, but don't forget, the original Liu Xu Sword was a person who dared to fight with the masters of the Heaven and Man Realm, and was reborn after several times of life and death, which made Liu Xujian's strength grow by leaps and bounds, especially the attainments above the sword, which is even more impressive.

"I'm sorry!"

Liu Xujian said softly.

Wu Zhaolong's expression changed, he took a deep breath, his body jumped up, his eyes looked at Liu Xujian with gloomy eyes, and he said slowly: "After leaving the South Gate, your strength has skyrocketed. ”

Liu Xujian smiled and said, "The strength honed on the edge of life and death is not comparable to those of you who are pampered. ”

Wu Zhaolong looked at Liu Xujian and said, "It's really great if you die in Nanban. ”

Liu Xujian said: "It's a pity, I came back alive." ”

Wu Zhaolong's expression became extremely gloomy.

Liu Xujian looked at Wu Zhaolong and said loudly: "I don't want to kill you, but I can't spare you just yet, you can abolish your cultivation!"

In Wu Zhaolong's eyes, the killing intent was like a knife, and he said slowly: "That's impossible. ”

Liu Xujian pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, I have to do it myself." ”

(End of chapter)