Yan Miao's voice fell, his right hand waved his hand, and in the next second, he saw that there were many more demon cores in front of Yan Miao, and he couldn't tell how many demon cores there were at a glance, and then Yan Miao opened his heart and controlled those demon cores with his mental power.

The spiritual power was in the state of Yan Miao's opening of the heart eye, and those demon cores were controlled by the spiritual power in the air, and the position of the arrangement changed rapidly.

Under the precise control of Yan Miao's spiritual power, many demon cores formed a big "thin" character. At the same time, Yan Miao said again: "I wish the Xiushui people the emperor blessings like the East China Sea!

"This 'thin' character is composed of one hundred and eight magic cores. "The Human Emperor has been in the world for a long time, and he is very familiar with the breath of the Demon Beast Demon Core, and the moment those Demon Cores appeared, the Human Emperor learned that these Demon Cores are all third-order Demon Cores and Fourth-Order Demon Cores.

"A good 'thin' word! A good blessing is like the East China Sea, and longevity is better than Nanshan. The martial arts academy really lives up to its reputation, and the students it has cultivated are really amazing. The Xiushui Emperor, who was sitting on the dragon chair in front of the main hall, stroked his gray beard and said.

"The emperor praised it falsely, it's just a little trick. When the Xiushui Emperor heard Yan Miao's overly modest words, he didn't speak and looked at Yan Miao with a smile. At this time, Miao Feihua on the side jumped out again and said: "Look, my brother can be bad? What is the trouble? Someone is coming! Why don't you let my brother sit down!"

After Miao Feihua, who jumped out of the side, showed off to his father, he turned to look at the eunuchs and the palace maids on both sides and said. Hearing Miao Feihua's angry words, they all got busy.

Now Yan Miao below once again saluted to the Xiushui Emperor, those palace maids and eunuchs moved quickly, and after a while, there was an extra table next to Miao Feihua, which was full of delicious dishes that only members of the royal family could enjoy.

However, today is the birthday of the Emperor, and everyone who is present to celebrate the birthday of the Emperor can enjoy it. Yan Miao doesn't have any requirements for food, as long as it's not too unpalatable, after all, it's okay to brag about it, it's important to be full.

Yan Miao tasted the delicacies that only members of the royal family could enjoy, while watching the dance of the brightly dressed palace maids. During this period, there was an endless stream of people who came to worship the emperor's birthday, and those palace maids and eunuchs were also quite discerning, once someone came to celebrate his birthday.

There is no need for the emperor to say anything, and he silently moves the table, and automatically sets up the delicious dishes and waits for the guests to take their seats. There is an endless stream of people who worship longevity, and the main hall of the palace is big enough.

The five princes sitting opposite Miao Feihua and Yan Miao probably were a little bored watching those palace maids dance, thinking about those eunuchs who played music, and the dancing palace maids waved their hands impatiently to signal them to go down.

A person who looked like a chief steward stood up and shouted in a long voice: "Stand down," and the male duck's voice suddenly spread throughout the hall. Yan Miao, who was drinking, was suddenly frightened when she heard this voice, and almost choked.

Seeing those who were playing music and dancing retreating, Miao Feiyu walked directly to the Xiushui Emperor and said, "Dad, aren't you tired of watching the dance for decades?

"Well, yes, I still know that I think about you Lao Tzu, let's talk about it, what is fresh for your Lao Tzu?" Hearing the words of the Xiushui Emperor, Miao Feiyu smiled and continued: "How boring is dancing!

Miao Feiyu, who glanced at the Xiushui Emperor, said: "Don't scare away the people who wish me on my birthday, and don't tear down my palace hall for me!" "Put a hundred hearts." As soon as Miao Feiyu's voice fell, a person directly put down the cup and stood up.

He saluted the Xiushui Emperor and Miao Feiyu, and then clasped his fists and said, "Contemptible Zhao Zhou, I am willing to cheer up the Emperor of the People's Martial Sword!" Just when Zhao Zhou said his name, there was some commotion on the banquet, and these commotions didn't need to be thought about to know what they meant.

Hearing the discussion on both sides, Zhao Zhou turned a deaf ear and raised his head to look at the Xiushui Emperor sitting on the dragon chair, Zhao Zhou's performance The Xiushui Emperor naturally saw it in his eyes, smiled and nodded. "Brother Zhao, let's start!" Miao Feiyu said.

At the same time as saying this again, Miao Feihua said to Zhao Zhou: "Slaughter the little cub next to the fourth child!" Receiving Miao Feiyu's transmission, Zhao Zhou nodded slightly, and waited for Miao Feiyu to return to the banquet.

I saw Zhao Zhou take a deep breath, his eyes gradually became ruthless and emotionless, you must know that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and the change in Zhao Zhou's eyes just shows the change in his heart at this time.

Just when everyone thought he was going to dance, Zhao Zhou's eyes softened again, and the horizontal sword gauntlet thought about the Xiushui Emperor Shi Li on the dragon chair and said loudly: "Your Majesty! Dancing a sword alone is really monotonous, you don't think it will be interesting!"

Hearing Zhao Zhou's words, the Xiushui Emperor looked at Yan Miao, who was feasting, and nodded with a smile. Seeing that the Xiushui Emperor agreed, Zhao Zhou thanked him and turned his head to look at Yan Miao, who was unmoved. Feeling that Yan Miao didn't seem to hear what he said just now, Zhao Zhouyi frowned and couldn't get used to Yan Miao's attitude of hanging high on his own business, especially his own business. all

Everyone is looking at themselves, but this Yan Miao doesn't look at himself at all, which makes Zhao Zhou feel looked down upon. Yan Miao seemed to be eating a little fast, choked and hurriedly picked up the wine glass, wanting to use the wine in the glass to smooth it.

Zhao Zhou saw the opportunity, and at the same time as Yan Miao raised his head to drink, he smashed the wine glass in Yan Miao's hand with a fighting spirit. Not a drop of the wine inside was sprinkled on Yan Miao's body, and Yan Miao looked up at Zhao Zhou without knowing why.

"The people of the old five, don't show mercy. Miao Feihua suddenly transmitted to Yan Miao's side. At the same time, Zhao Zhou hooked his hand towards Yan Miao and made a provocative move. His face was full of disdain, so he didn't treat Yan Miao as a person.

"What is the merciful nature of your subordinates?" Yan Miao replied. Yan Miao rubbed the wine on Miao Feihua's body, tidying up the clothes soaked in the wine. came to Zhao Zhou and said: "You can't eat, Zhao Zhou ~ Zhao Zhou ~ good name!

As long as it's human, you can't stand others making jokes about your name, let alone how sensitive words are. It's good that I didn't hear Yan Miao's words, but hearing this directly exposed the blue tendons on Zhao Zhou's forehead.

"Hehe, I'm looking for a beating, then you're looking for death!" After that, without waiting for Yan Miao to take out his weapon, he stabbed towards Yan Miao's face, only to see the metal light flashing on the blade, and the metallic fighting spirit made the already extremely sharp sword blade even sharper.

It seemed that the menacing killing sword took out the white tiger dagger directly from the storage belt. Holding the white tiger dagger with his backhand, he swung it towards the blade at the right time, trying to knock the blade that stabbed straight at him crooked.

You must know that a real swordsman is impossible to hold a sword unsteadily, and without knocking the blade of the sword crookedly, Yan Miao looked at Zhao Zhou's lower abdomen and stabbed over.

Zhao Zhou saw that Yan Miao missed the blow and deceived him again, and when he was about to withdraw and retreat, he saw the white tiger dagger in Yan Miao's hand grinning slightly, and quietly moved two steps. Don't look at these two steps, just these two inconspicuous steps can avoid Yan Miao's short body spur attack.

Yan Miao's thrust was exhausted, and the power of the forward thrust disappeared. Yan Miao had no choice but to change her move, hurriedly jumped up, turned around to see where Zhao Zhou's head was, and raised her leg to pick it up. Because Yan Miao hastily changed his tactics against the enemy, he didn't have time to react at all. Underestimating the enemy is not Yan Miao's alone, Zhao Zhou also underestimated the enemy.

So, Zhao Zhou didn't defend or attack, and once again moved back to avoid Yan Miao's powerful and heavy legs. Yan Miao's volley leg grazed the tip of Zhao Zhou's nose, but Yan Miao's blow still missed. At the moment when Yan Miao landed, Zhao Zhou stabbed Yan Miao in the chest with his sword.

Yan Miao guessed from experience that the moment he landed, Zhao Zhou must have been the first to attack. Turning around suddenly, he saw Zhao Zhou's wrist shake, and three sword flowers were stabbed out under a sword, attacking Yan Miao's face, throat, and chest. No matter which one of the three sword flowers is stabbed, it is uncomfortable.

The two exchanged for less than two minutes, and these moves took place completely between lightning and flint. Looking at the menacing three sword flowers, Yan Miao hurriedly put the white tiger dagger back, and took out the nine-ring big sword in the next moment

As soon as the nine-ring big knife was taken out, it was blocked by Yan Miao in the chest, throat, and face. Seeing Yan Miao's movements, Zhao Zhou smiled slightly. In the next second, he changed his stab to pick and changed the direction of the blade. The originally trembling sword blade suddenly stopped shaking, and was picked up from the bottom up by Yan Miao's crotch.

The lower yin is the weak point of all martial artists' cultivation, where there will hardly be any defense, there will be no fighting energy. Zhao Zhou's blow was really tricky, making it impossible to defend against at all.

The "spectators" on both sides of the banquet all felt cold under their crotches, and Yan Miao felt a cool breeze from their crotches. For such an attack, Yan Miao was not clumsy, and directly opened the illusion realm, using the Spiritual Freedom Step to avoid this tricky attack.

In the next second, Yan Miao's consciousness fluctuated, and when Yan Miao came back to her senses, she found that she had come behind Zhao Zhou. Where was Yan Miao standing before, there was a "Yan Miao" who still maintained Yan Miao's previous defensive posture, waiting for Zhao Zhou's sword to pick up the yin.

Zhao Zhou saw that Yan Miao was unmoved by his sword, and he didn't mean to show mercy to his subordinates at all, but instead added a little strength. Just when Zhao Zhou felt that Yan Miao would cut off his children and grandchildren in the next second, Zhao Zhou felt that the sword blade did not have the kind of pleasure that he slashed at people.

Zhao Zhou watched as his sword blade entered from under Yan Miao's crotch and came out from the top of his head.

Zhao Zhou didn't understand why his sword didn't pick Yan Miao at all, and as the sword blade slashed across the Yan Miao in front of Zhao Zhou, it also dissipated. Just when Zhao Zhou was wondering, Zhao Zhou suddenly struck a strong blow on his back.

The back was kicked with all his strength and flew towards the palace gate, and the owner of the full kick was Yan Miao, Yan Miao's kick was angry. directly let Zhao Zhou fly out.