The storm became smaller and smaller as the Blood Banner Pioneer under the Wushuang Waiting Seat entered the city, and the Wushuang Hou also followed the guidance of the old housekeeper to the inner hall of the Zhanwu King's Mansion.

It is also strange to say that the dignified mansion of the Zhanwu Palace, which covers an area of more than 100 acres, does not have the imaginary three steps, one scene, one hundred steps and one pavilion, nor does it have the feeling of a magnificent and deep boudoir compound.

After the door is opened, there is a huge school field, behind the school field is the living room, southeast and northwest, including the living room behind the living room.

In addition, there seemed to be no other scenery, Wushuang waited quickly through the school field, and as soon as he arrived at the door of the living room, he knelt directly on the ground like a jade pillar, and said nothing to Mrs. Grace who was sitting in the main seat of the living room.

"Queen Mother, the second son of the unfilial son has come back to see you, our father and son are not in the imperial capital, and you are suffering. ”

In front of others, he is always brave and wise, as if he was a child, kneeling on the ground, and Odovic cried.

He tried to hold back the tears as much as he could, but he couldn't hold back for no reason when he looked at his mother, who was sitting in the throne with red and swollen eyes and was getting thinner.

Coupled with the unexplained death of the third child, the most doting child of all the people in the family, he had an unquenchable backlog of anger and killing in his chest.

But after seeing that he was a martial arts powerhouse but was getting thinner and thinner and fell ill a few days ago, it was difficult to suppress his anger without receiving an order from the military department within the empire.

Forcibly carrying the five hundred peerless blood flags and forcibly charging day and night, he was still suppressing his own murderous aura, but when he saw his emaciated mother, the grief and anger in his chest were no longer bearable, so he cried out to eliminate the disaster

"Second child, Xiao Wu he.... Alas!... Even I didn't know what happened that day, and the three people who secretly protected the second child that day also died on the spot, and now they are stored in the backyard, you can take a look later, it may be that the internal peace and tranquility of the empire have forgotten our Zhanwu Palace.

At this time, it has been in front of His Majesty, and the mother is not allowed to interfere in politics as a female dependent, but at this time it is not as simple as imagined, and she has no clue for three days in a row, so it is not excluded that there are high-level officials within the empire involved. ”

Mrs. Grace, who was sitting on the main seat, gently lifted up and knelt on the ground, and said softly, Mrs. did not have the imaginary golden hairpin and jade belt, but just wore a simple strong suit.

"Originally, I thought that the three of us father and son would be able to avoid some trouble by staying away from the imperial capital and my palace, but who knew that they would actually attack the third child who didn't know anything, very good! Very good! Very good! Since you have made a move, then leave your life behind! This time, no matter who it is, they will chop off its claws. ”

"Son, have you said hello to your lord and your eldest brother?"

"Father and eldest brother on my way back, I have already sent a message by flying book, the eldest brother's sect is far away, but it is estimated that his protector Manji may personally take action at night, after all, there is also his own brother Manzhu among the dead this time!

"Okay, the queen mother believes in your strategy, but there may still be traces of bloody swordsmanship and Taoist swordsmanship in this incident, and the hands of that slut of the old Zhao family are not clean. ”

"The problem of the Taoist swordsmanship is solved by the eldest brother, I will come to this part of the bloody sword, and the part of the Daowang Mansion can only be handed over to the father, I have already thought of a perfect strategy, don't disturb the queen mother, you and go back to the back hall to rest for the time being, everything will be done at night. ”、

Everyone on the other side followed the middle-aged swordsman named Shenzhi to the Mansion of the Marquis of Hyacinth, and saw that the Mansion of the Marquis of Hyacinth was another extreme compared to the Mansion of the King of War.

The whole Hou Mansion is surrounded by blue bricks, the top of the wall is also carved with the thin head of a strange beast, the two stone lions stand at the entrance of the waiting door, and the house gate of the two zhang high is made of pure gold silk nanmu.

The whole door of the house is brushed with gold paint, and the door is flickering with obscure runes of birds and beasts, and the door beam is written with four gilded characters of the Hou Mansion of Fengxin.

At a glance, it was actually written by Zhang Ziche, the chief of Confucianism fifty years ago, and looking at this coquettish dress, I knew the style of the Marquis of Fengxin.

Now, the middle door of the Houfu was closed and he looked like he refused to visit, and the middle-aged swordsman glanced at the strong man who was showing his upper body and sneered.

With a wave of his hand, a soldier knocked on the door, and before the violent knock could be heard five or six times, it was interrupted by the rough scolding of the doctor inside.

"Who, blind and daring to come to the Marquis of Fengxin's Mansion to make trouble, don't die!"

This person was also a little clever, he didn't dare to show his head, but he was arrogant behind the door, but as the soldiers continued to knock on the door silently, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly sent someone to call someone.

The door squeaked open, and it was opened by an old man in a dark blue robe, whose hand was frozen in the hand of the soldier who was knocking on the door.

Looking back at the middle-aged swordsman, he saw the middle-aged swordsman nodding and turning back into the team, and the old man who had just opened the door saw all this in his eyes.

His brain was running quickly, and when he saw the two battle flags fluttering behind everyone, his face immediately changed greatly, and he squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying from his face, raised his hand to the middle-aged swordsman, and asked respectfully.

"Dare to ask who the strong man is looking for, what is the matter with coming to the Hou Mansion?"

"A certain crazy monk Yuan fanatic, this is the wind sword Li Cunxin, and now the door is to send a message of worship on the order of Wushuang, I hope your Excellency will pass on a word" The naked man stepped forward and said the urn.

Anyway, no matter what the old man's reaction was, he threw the prayer post directly at the old man, and the old man's face changed instantly when the worship post slowly flew towards the old man.

The left and right arms hugged back, and a powerful qi erupted, and the decent blue robe burst instantly, and the old man's muscles and bones roared together, and the muscles and muscles of the upper body burst out to form a light blue true vitality cover, which could withstand the worship that rotated in front of him.

When he had just breathed a sigh of relief and got the prayer post, a stream of blood burst out, and one of the old man's arms was nailed to the rockery ten feet away.

Looking closely, it was the right hand that took the prayer post, and the old man's eyes were full of anger, and he hurriedly stopped the spurting blood fountain with his left hand.

"Your Zhanwang Mansion is so bullying my Fengxin Hou Mansion, aren't you afraid that my Fengxin Hou Mansion will be burned?"

"The jade is burned? You are also worthy? First, can you have full authority to represent the Hyacinth Houfu? Second, the little third master died in the hunt of your little marquis. Third, have you thought about the consequences of brushing the tiger whiskers of the Battle Palace? Returning the jade and burning all the stones? It is simply ridiculous!"

"You ......"

"Hundreds of miles of blood and rivers are monstrous, thousands of years of fighting thousands of times, the body fights the god of war without borders, the heroes and heroes pour my fists---- crazy monk Yuan madman, I have seen Your Excellency. ”

"The wind swept the ground and the sand soared, the earth yuan surged and the dragon rolled, pushing the mountains and moving the ground slightly, a sword life and death are divided into two sections---- wind sword Li Cunxin, I have seen Your Excellency. ”

The old man who listened to the two poems turned pale, and at this time, the dozens of heavily armored knights stepped forward in three steps in unison.

The flagpole of the battle flag slammed to the ground, and the flagpole of the blood-colored Wushuang Army also slammed to the ground, and the old man couldn't say anything when he looked at this scene.

turned around and walked towards the inner mansion, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw four black crows standing on the wall, and the old man was trembling in combination with the legend he heard, and immediately walked quickly to the inner mansion.

"By the way, old man, Master Hou said, if there is no reply today, he will come to the door early the next morning without asking for an explanation. ”

"He is a teacher. ”

"It doesn't matter what he is, if there is no answer tonight, then chop them up. The Yuan Maniac licked his lips bloodthirstily, and a monstrous killing intent emerged.

Although he doesn't like Xiao San's little white face very much, but after all, he is the prince's cub, and now something has happened now, although Mrs. didn't say anything, but he and Shenzhi knew it in their hearts.

This is the prelude to the coming storm, if the eldest young master or the old man comes back, they will have to be beaten fat, but at the same time, the imperial capital will also be bloody.

Although it is now the little second master who has come back, according to the character of the little second master, he has endured it for three days, and he will definitely not endure the fourth night, and if the little second master makes a move, no one dares to stop it, so tonight will be a shocking battle.

He and Shen Zhi have reached the realm of the Great Grandmaster, plus the little second master who can defeat three with one, and the combat power of this side has at least five Great Grandmasters.

And the master will not fail to send people, including the eldest young master, I heard that the protector of the eldest young master has martial saint-level combat power, and compared to the martial saint, the great master is a pawn who waving the flag and shouting.

Five hundred years ago, the aura was revived, and the strong men of the major empires began to enter the era of high martial arts, originally the average life expectancy was eighty before the revival of the aura.

After that, it is 'Qi Dan', open the dantian to practice a breath, Qi Xing Zhou Tian condenses the power of the qi veins, opens the three hundred and sixty veins for the 'opening of the mountain realm' for the 'martial artist', and then condenses the gas into liquid, and turns the liquid into mercury for the 'martial arts', and turns the mercury into the gang to form the gang gas for the 'martial arts', which is the pole that can be cultivated before the revival of the aura.

Later, there were ancient warriors who found out the ancient method from the sages Musashi to form the five elements and practiced the five internal organs and six internal organs to form the god of the five elements, which was the 'Nirvana realm', but at the same time, it was also called the 'great master'.

In the Middle Ages, I heard that the great grandmaster at that time, exhaled a mouthful of the inner five elements of the qi can travel millions of miles a day, which is equivalent to a doppelganger outside, and the end is extremely powerful.

In the past 500 years, the revival of spiritual energy has reached a heyday, and the three ancient schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism have endured.

Some powerful sects have also begun to appear in the human world, including some ancient martial arts families, and a single kind of swordsman has also been divided into various different schools.

For example, the ancient sword-wielding faction, the treacherous Yijian faction, the flying sword faction, and the more ancient edgeworth faction.

It is in such an era that the cultivation of martial artists has been drowned in the rolling waves of history, because within the empire, soldiers practice on the battlefield, and endless corpses and blood have piled up a strong man.

Legalist practice can be strong by participating in the construction of the imperial law, participating in legal rulings and trials, and studying in the Confucian order can cultivate the spirit of Haoran and enter the academy to practice.

There are also some ancient martial arts families, with the protection of their ancestors, and they are born with some powerful weapons or the protection of heroic spirits, and they don't need to learn this complicated martial arts path at all.

This is the decline of martial arts, and it is also the rise of the times!