"This is absolutely impossible, my Oriental Aso Sword Saint is an invincible god, you just look at it, the next sword, absolutely let the emperor die on the spot!"

An Oriental Crown user stood up and refuted Emperor Ming's words with an angry tone!

What is the identity of Emperor Ming, how could he quarrel with a small person, leave a chuckling expression and go offline directly!

Emperor Ming's refutation and non-speech also made the rest of the people choose to shut up and not quarrel with the radical Oriental people. ２３us

Today, Emperor Qinglian's action made them see the truth that a mountain is higher than a mountain.

Compared with the nameless attack of the Sword Sect before, the Qinglian Emperor seemed more simple and casual, and the invisible domineering went straight to the sky.

At this moment, on a big mountain in western China, there is a small wooden house, and a middle-aged man in a green robe with black hair is sitting at a wooden table outside.

On the wooden table, there was a military notebook, and the picture played on it was the picture of Han Zheng's fierce battle with the Sword Master in the East.

"Brother Yan really didn't see the wrong person, this little guy is really my luck in Huaxia!"

Behind the middle-aged man in the green robe, a man was also standing quietly in a green robe, this person was Lin Feng, who had fought with Han Zheng before.

And the middle-aged man sitting upright is none other than Lin Sheng, a legend of the Chinese generation in the last century, who once overwhelmed Europe with one person and one sword!

"Master, you say, is that Hattori Hanzo really alive?"

Lin Feng respectfully poured Lin Sheng a cup of tea, and then, with a hint of disbelief on his face, asked.

Lin Sheng took a sip of tea, then his eyes swept over the vast land under the mountain, looking into the distance, with a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes.

"In this world, if you are not a celestial, who can really live for such a time, Hanzang, it is just a carrier for that creature, otherwise he is only a high-level god, how can he live until now, you teacher and I, I only have two hundred years to live, I and Yan Yichen's potential has come to an end, I only hope that Han Zheng can go to heaven, in that way, he can lead my Chinese nation to stand on the top of the world, without fear of any threat, and sweep the world!"

Lin Sheng's words are full of the vicissitudes of time, but at the same time, they have endless domineering, which is the high hope for Han Zheng and the expectation for the rise of the Chinese nation.

"Xiao Feng, you have just been promoted to the Great Martial Sect, you should also go outside, don't let foreigners, think that there is only one Yan Zhennan and Han Zheng in my new generation of Huaxia, I am the descendant of Lin Sheng, and I also want to make a contribution to the rise of Huaxia, remember that in the future, we must unite with Han Zheng, and the infighting will only make outsiders see jokes. ”

After Lin Sheng finished speaking, he took one last look at the two people in the picture, then stood up, raised his right hand, and swiped to the side, the space was torn open, and he walked in with his hands behind his back.

As for the duel between Han Zheng and the Sword Saint, he no longer had to watch it, and the final outcome was already in his heart.

"Disciples obey the master's orders!"

Lin Feng bowed and saluted, then took his notebook and left here in a flash!

On the surface of Yunchangchi Lake, Han Zheng put his hands behind his back and looked at Taiichiro opposite with a smile on his face.

"I'm very serious, I hope you can be serious in your next two moves, otherwise you will disappoint your people. ”

Han Zheng's tone has always maintained arrogance, he just wants to be rampant and domineering, and he wants to make this nation completely lose his temper.

Taiichiro Aso, his face was gloomy, and as a junior god-level, he had his own pride.

If he can't kill the emperor today, he can only die here, otherwise he will not have the face to face the Oriental people.

"Three Thousand Mountains ......"

With a loud shout, Tai Aso, who was holding the sword in both hands, flashed into the air, and the katana bloomed brightly in the sunlight.

In the blink of an eye, it was like a big sun, enveloping the entire cloud field pool, and the endless edge swept away, and the surface of the lake continued to rumble and explode under the terrifying pressure!

In an instant, a thousand waves rolled up, and the people on both sides of the strait retreated one after another to avoid being hit by the raging waves.

Xia Keke has been standing on the shore, and a pale golden shield emanates from her body, guarding her in the middle.

At such a close distance, witnessing the emperor's move, Xiao Nizi's heart was already occupied by excitement and horror.

A pair of big eyes have been staring at Han Zheng's back, handsome and friendless, and strong in a mess, such a man is simply perfect.

In the sky, the endless edge condensed by the power of heaven and earth formed a round of great sun storm, and at the same time, behind Taiichiro, a heavy mountain phantom appeared.

The ghost of the mountain is the materialization of Taiichiro's sword intent energy, which is a display that condenses the sword intent to a terrifying level.

The superposition of the shadows of the heavy mountains and the coercion formed made the surface of the cloud field pond and lake suddenly split to both sides, revealing even the silt several meters below.

The long knife is in the sky, and there is constantly light condensed on the long knife in the shadow of the heavy mountain, and in the shock and buzz, more than ten meters of incandescent white knife gang is horizontal.

"Pick me up, second ......"

In mid-air, Taiichiro held the knife in both hands, and suddenly raised it above his head, and the sword was magnificently erected for more than ten meters, and the power was earth-shattering, and it had the intention of tearing the space!

"Kill ......"

With a buzzing sound, the sword gang in the world was stared at, and the momentum of tearing everything was slashed down!

"The Emperor Reigns ...... World"

Facing Taiichiro Aso's slash, Han Zheng's eyes also put away his contempt and turned to a serious look.

The right hand was raised suddenly, and the sword finger pointed straight into the sky to slash down the sword gang, and a soft cry came out of his mouth, and a sword qi condensed by the emperor's qi and attached to the Qinglian sword intent struck out!

In the moment when the cyan sword qi and the sword gang collided, the entire area was instantly silent, as if time and space had stopped at that moment!

The people on both sides of the lake, who had taken refuge in the distance, opened their mouths wide and looked at a picture that was momentary and still.

"Boom ......"

In the next second, an earth-shattering muffled sound erupted, and a terrifying energy storm was spread out by the aura of air!

The maple forests on both sides of the lake were like fragile ornaments, shattered by the energy storm and swept into the air, and then exploded.

"Ah......h

In mid-air, Taiichiro Aso raised the sky and let out a long roar, and the phantom of the heavy mountain behind him shook, turning into a terrifying artistic conception and pouring energy into the long knife.

"Third ......"

The people who didn't wait to watch woke up from the horror just now, and in mid-air, Taiichiro had already slashed out the third slash.

At this moment, Taiichiro's heart was anxious and angry, thinking that since he achieved the god level, he could be called the first person in the Oriental martial arts world in a hundred years.

And today, in the face of the Qinglian Emperor of Huaxia, he didn't even have the qualifications to force the opponent to use a sword, and this kind of blow made his inner anger to the peak.

The exploding lake has not yet calmed down, and Taiichiro Aso's third slash has been slashed domineeringly!

The lake water that was lifted several meters high, in the silver knife light, was divided into two again, and the power of opening the mountain and breaking He was cut into several lakes!

Suddenly, the entire cloud field pool was covered by mist, and all that remained in people's sight was the flash of sword light just now.

In mid-air, Taiichiro Aso gasped for breath, he believed that his sword, even if it was a high-level god, could be seriously injured.

"Hahaha, Qinglian Emperor, he must be killed, the sword of the Sword Saint is invincible in the world!"

"This sword is simply terrifying, although the entire Cloud Field Pool has been destroyed, it is worth killing the Qinglian Emperor. ”

"At this moment, I really want to see what kind of expression those Chinese people will have when they see Emperor Qinglian being killed with their own eyes. ”

"Kill a legend, I will rise a legend in the East, and let the Chinese people go to hell!"

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Although the mist that envelops the entire lake has not yet dissipated, the people of the East have begun to celebrate.

With that knife just now, the power was so terrifying that even the ground facing the lake was cut out of a ravine dozens of meters long and several meters deep, and the lake water had been poured into it.

This knife cut a deep ravine at the bottom of the lake, causing the overall lake level to drop by a few inches.

Xia Keke stood in place with her mouth covered, and the sword light just now slashed past her side a meter away.

If it weren't for the Yueying Sword emitting repeated sword qi and wrapping her one meter away, Xiao Nizi wouldn't dare to imagine her fate.

"What are you kidding, a group of brainless imbeciles, such a garbage attack, if they can kill me, then the emperor is still a fart!"

Amid the excitement and cheers of the people on both sides of the strait, a clear voice full of disdain came out of the mist on the surface of the lake.

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