The three people who fell beside the young man in front of him, although their cultivation was not high, but at this moment, they were holding more than a dozen bloody human heads in their hands.

And Sima Qingyun also recognized that those heads were the disciples of the sect he sent out to slaughter the living beings of Tiandu.

In a few quarters of an hour, being able to slaughter all the disciples of the sect is not something that ordinary people can do.

Looking at the characteristics of these people, Sima Qingyun suddenly recalled that these four people were exactly the same as the disciples of the sect who had come back and lost in Yunmiao Immortal Island.

"You...... From Yunmiao Immortal Island?"

Sima Qingyun looked at the four young people in front of him in surprise, he was a little suspicious of the words passed down by the sect before, but now it seems that what he said is true.

"Yes!"

Tang Ming nodded, looking at the old man, there was no color in his eyes.

"Good, good, good!"

Sima Qingyun didn't know why, being stared at by that young man in the innate realm, he always had a feeling of being on his back.

"Xiao Farewell, I want you to watch how my sect broke your dynasty!"

Sima Qingyun shouted angrily, holding the sword in both hands on the left and right, and the coercion of the Tianxuan realm spread out unscrupulously.

Xiao Bieli just smiled faintly, he didn't know where Tang Ming's limit was, but he understood that Sima Qingyun, who was seriously injured in front of him, was definitely not Tang Ming's opponent.

"Seal the north and capture him!"

However, what surprised Xiao Bieli was that Tang Ming did not make a move in the face of the menacing Sima Qingyun, but let Feng Haobei respond to the enemy.

Although the most talented disciple in Tiancheng's mouth has grown far faster than he imagined, in the face of Sima Qingyun, Xiao Bieli understands the gap.

"Just captured?"

Feng Haobei frowned slightly, and asked with some confusion.

Tang Ming nodded, it was still useful for him to keep Sima Qingyun, and Tang Ming also knew that it was not easy for Feng Yubei to keep Sima Qingyun.

However, Sima Qingyun, who was already extremely strong in Xiao Bieli's eyes, was only not easy in Feng Beibei's hands.

The two sword qi attacked and killed like a dragon out of the sea, facing the momentum of Feng Haobei, and there was not the slightest illness on his face.

Lu Junfeng, who was on the side, looked at the fierce sword qi with great interest.

"This guy has a good talent, and between the two sword qis, there are two completely different sword intents, but the charm in them is a little unsatisfactory. ”

Lu Junfeng said it easily, but the words sounded in Sima Qingyun's mind like thunder.

After the personal disciples of the Purple Qi Sect returned to the sect, they once said that there were people in the academy who had comprehended the sword intent.

At that time, he was a little unimpressed, thinking that his personal disciple had mistaken it, after all, sword intent is not something that can be comprehended with talent.

Ten years of sword qi and a hundred years of intent, the growth of sword intent requires a kind of understanding of the long sword in the opponent, even among the first-class sects, few people can comprehend the sword intent.

Now it seems that what the disciple said is true, and he can see through the hidden sword intent in his sword momentum at a glance, this young man with a purple box on his back is unfathomable.

100 steps away.

Feng Haobei stepped out with his front foot, and the blood-drinking knife was filled with evil aura, and an overwhelming coercion seemed to fall from above the nine heavens.

The sheath is on the waist side, and the knife comes from it.

Feng Haobei slowly raised his right hand and slowly landed on the handle of the knife on the left side.

The moment Feng Xiaobei held the hilt of the sword, the endless spiritual energy scattered in all directions, and the violent air flow swept the surrounding smoke and dust into a terrifying ripple.

"Run!"

At the same time, Lu Junfeng and Han Daxiong, who were closest to Feng Haobei, swept backwards at the same time.

Even Tang Ming waved his hand violently at this moment, and the aura rolled up Xiao Bieli and Han Xiaoyu, sweeping back nearly a hundred zhang.

The thumb of Feng Haobei's right hand pushed on the handle of the knife, and a bright blade slowly appeared in front of the world's eyes.

"Roar!!"

A roar that shook the sky resounded through the heavens and the earth, and Sima Qingyun, who rushed forward, was so suppressed by this breath that he stopped.

In the sky between him and Feng Haobei, a bloody divine beast loomed.

Although Sima Qingyun was shocked in his heart, he also knew that if he stopped at this time, then he would really have to explain here.

The only way out now is to completely kill Feng Haobei before the divine beast law condenses without waiting for that young man to use his means.

Thinking of Sima Qingyun here, the murderous aura of the long sword in his hand increased by two points, and he rushed towards Feng Haobei like a streamer.

"Idiot!"

"Sick in the brain?"

......

Han Daxiong's eyes widened, looking at Sima Qingyun, who was rushing straight to Feng Haobei, and said with some puzzlement.

And Xiao Bieli was blindfolded, putting himself in his shoes, if he stood in Sima Qingyun's position, he would make the same choice.

However, it seems that in the eyes of these guys, Sima Qingyun's move is like killing himself.

The blood-drinking knife was already three inches out of its sheath, and bits of blood were scattered from the scabbard formed by the condensed aura.

When Sima Qingyun's figure was already less than ten steps away from him, Feng Yubei, who lowered his head and drew his sword, raised his head suddenly.

A pair of originally wooden eyes were full of blood.

When Sima Qingyun saw this scene, he felt as if he was being targeted by some peerless beast.

forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, Sima Qingyun knew that now he had no way out.

Liangyi sword intent will either completely strangle the young man in front of him, or ......

What will happen later, Sima Qingyun didn't even dare to think about it at the moment, in fact, deep in his heart, he had already begun to shake his sword intent.

The knife was eight inches out, and Sima Qingyun was already close at hand, but at this time, Feng Haobei seemed to remember something strange and closed the knife by an inch.

Thousands of sword intents were hidden in his chest, and Feng Haobei stood in place like a king of immovable eyes who looked angrily.

The dust and smoke rolled up by the sword qi of Liangyi instantly submerged Feng Beibei's entire person, and in the dust, the sword roared.

Tang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, among the people present, in addition to him being able to see the movements in the battlefield clearly, only Lu Junfeng, who had comprehended the sword intent, could vaguely feel a trace of the change between the sword qi and the sword intent.

Tang Ming saw it clearly, Feng Haobei was motionless from beginning to end, but as long as the Liangyi sword qi fell on him, a series of powerful sword qi flashed around his body, instantly strangling the strength.

After about a quarter of an hour, the dust settled.

When a figure came out of the middle, except for the frightened Xiao Bieli, everyone else's faces were breezy and calm.

Xiao Bieli's fear is here, looking at the normal eyes of a few people, Xiao Bieli's heart trembled for no reason.

Tang Ming's expressionless face was reasonable, after all, his comprehension ability on the way to cultivation was beyond even Xiao Bieli's reach.

But what frightened him was that the expressions on the faces of Han Daxiong and Lu Junfeng were almost exactly the same as Tang Ming.

In other words, the few of them actually knew from the beginning that the dignified Purple Qi Sect Supreme Elder, the master of the Tianxuan realm, was not the opponent of the young man in front of them at all.

"Childe, fortunately, I don't disgrace my life!"

Feng Haobei threw Sima Qingyun, who had been unconscious in his hand, at Tang Ming's feet, and said lightly.

"Xiao Farewell, do you really plan to cut off the cause and effect of the world and cultivators?"

Tang Ming didn't pay attention to Sima Qingyun on the ground, but looked at Xiao Farewell coldly.

Tang Ming's opinion of this man has changed again.

Xiao Bieli is definitely not a good person, but he is a hero worthy of admiration by future generations.

"That's what I've been thinking since forty-two years ago!"

Xiao Bie Li struggled to get up as he spoke, and at this time, Tang Ming waved slightly, and the Zhenyun Seal in the distance instantly appeared in his hand.

"Xiaoyu has achieved the position of the emperor, and you still need to be the king of the word to do some foreshadowing!"

Tang Ming handed the seal in his hand to Xiao Bieli, and Xiao Bieli looked at Tang Ming with a look of admiration in his eyes.

What is the function of this Zhenyun seal, Tang Ming, who personally brought it back from Yunmiao Immortal Island, must know much better than him.

But looking at Tang Ming's eyes, it seemed that he didn't put this thing in his eyes at all.

"This is natural, from today onwards, there is no longer a word for Yue Yue to cross the shoulder!"

Xiao Bieli smiled faintly, then turned around and knelt on one knee, shouting at Han Xiaoyu.

"Respectfully invite the Emperor!"

The voice resounded through the nine heavens, and the Zhenyun seal in his hand instantly sank into Han Xiaoyu's forehead, and the Dao Xuanhuang Qi hung down from above the nine heavens.

The fairy sound was Miaomiao, and in the sky, Chen Xuan had countless fairies and true dragon law phases, and pieces of spiritual flowers fell like a rain curtain.

On this day, a nine-year-old woman ascended to the throne of the Nine Dragons of the Yue Dynasty.

On this day, up and down from Liyue, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and countless sect cultivators frantically fled from the Liyue Dynasty.

On this day, the woman who reigned over the world changed the name of the country to 'Xuanyuan'.

......

A month has passed, and Tang Ming has stayed in the palace next to the palace of the king of Yizi Yue for the whole month.

He's been here for just over half a year, and so much has happened.

He still remembered that when he first arrived in Shangyu Village, Han Zhuang's indifference to him was not unreasonable.

Even though he repeatedly tried to avoid this kind of disaster, nothing was left behind.

Ha pretended to die, and Han Erye ended up even more miserable, countless creatures in Qingxia City, tens of thousands of disciples of the four universities......

Although none of these people were killed by him, they died indirectly because of him.

Tang Ming had been locked up in this villa for a month, and he still couldn't figure out what all this was for.

"Brother Tang, today's emperor sacrifices to the apocalypse and the national fortune. You ......"

Han Daxiong didn't know when he came behind Tang Ming, and asked cautiously.

In the past few days, they all found that Tang Ming's state was a little wrong, and he was silent all day long, giving people a sense of lifeless frustration.

"Let's go!"

Tang Ming sighed, then turned around and followed Han Daxiong towards the palace.

I don't know why in the past few days, the machine spirit seems to have disappeared, and he communicated several times, but there was no response.

Today's Tiandu has been renamed Xuanyuan City, and the people who come and go are ordinary people who don't know how to cultivate.

It's more prosperous than ever.

A moment later, Tang Ming and Han Daxiong drove outside the imperial city.

"You don't have to go in, let's go to Python Mountain. ”

Tang Ming said lightly.

Han Daxiong wanted to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he still endured it alive.