In the sight of all those who still had breath, they saw a gap in the top of the Linglong Pagoda from a distance, and a black dress appeared, and Wan Yan Min came out with a sword, and landed steadily in the Vermilion Bird.

At that time, the starlight suddenly lit up again in the sky above the stargazing tower, and the emperor came like stepping on snow.

The eyes are like the starry sky, the eyebrows are like swords, and the thin lips seem to be cut out in the snow. The face under the starlight seems to be as bright as jade, but as weak as snow, much like the blurred brilliance in the painting.

Such a person with a moonlight halo like a painting somehow stood in the middle of the Suzaku Castle Tower. He's on the ground. Nan Aotian is in mid-air.

But self-confidence does not diminish just as standing on the ground does not diminish righteousness because it stands on a low ground.

Yu Feng saw Yan Min's robe from under a broken stone pillar, and he pulled out a smile weakly, and in an instant, even the smile was buried by the wind and sand. And Bai Tingying, who was almost unconscious on the side, also closed his eyes with confidence when he saw the figure standing at the top of the Linglong Tower.

Ordinary creatures have been tortured to silence, and even the battle between the ghost shadow and the nine rays has shrunk into a small silhouette.

The starry sky tends to be mild, the stars seem to be tired, and the light is still clean, not as dazzling as when it was first born. Starlight soothes the souls of corpses scattered in mid-air. Before they arrived at Huangquan Road, they were not fully prepared.

There are only two strong men left in heaven and earth who are rivals with each other.

When he saw Yan Min's somewhat weak expression, Nan Aotian not only sneered contemptuously: "It feels good to be born to be the emperor's destiny, but to be born without blessings." The old man just wants you to know that there is no destiny in this world, only the strong, and only the strong can have the world. ”

From Nan Aotian's point of view, Wan Yanmin has always lowered his head slightly, his messy chin sets off the snow-colored chin, and he looks like a person who has not recovered from a serious illness. It's just that Nan Aotian didn't notice that the Snow Yang Sword in Wan Yan Min's hand had been flashing with an extremely eager light than usual.

"Your father, Wanyan Guchen, your father's good brother, Qianlingchu, are you ready to take their place for them one by one, boy?"

Wan Yanmin's head was still lowered, and he didn't say a word. It was only after a moment of silence that a snow-bright sword blade suddenly rose and pierced into the Nine Heavens as if it was about to break through the sky. Xueyang Sword with Wan Yan Min, people control the sword, and the sword also controls people. The two merged into one and floated on an ethereal cloud at the same height as Nan Aotian.

When Nan Aotian saw that young, but extremely resolute face, there seemed to be a gloom in his conceited eyes, but he didn't have time to think too much.

The Xueyang Sword had already penetrated into the underworld, piercing the sky, and a bright and dazzling circle of light appeared in the center of the sword body above the long sky. The stargazing tower turns day into night, and the existence of this layer of dazzling eye circles is to reflect the night as a white night. The whiteness of the burning and the whiteness of the snow shrouded this heaven and earth from head to toe without gaps, and all the light was hidden in this blazing white, and it was long time impossible to distinguish between the sun and the moon and the heavens and the earth.

The moment Nan Aotian stretched out his hand to block the light in front of him, he shouted in horror and hesitation: "Tenth-Order Sword Technique!"

A prime minister who covers the sky with one hand, has always believed in the correctness of what he did, but he had doubts at the most critical last moment. He didn't want to believe that the conspiracy he had been brewing for twenty years was going to be defeated by a twenty-year-old child in just a few days—he had indeed seen that Wan Yan Min had used a few days of retreat to forcibly break through the tenth order.

"Come on, suffer death!" Nan Aotian threw away the long sword in his hand, and just began to change the curtain with both hands.

It's not that he hasn't practiced the tenth order, and all the tenth-order swordsmen who have gathered the ninth order have dreamed of completing the tenth order. And Nan Aotian has practiced too hard and become a remnant.

The strength of the remnant skill is not comparable to the tenth-order sword technique. But the evil spirit after going mad may be corrected. Of course, going mad in order to defeat the enemy is the method only outlaws choose. And Nan Aotian happens to be an outlaw. The point is, he is still a gentle and calm thug.

Nan Aotian exerted his strength, and was soon haunted by a black and purple cloud of filth, and he himself exerted his strength under the protection of this miasma. With a muffled sound that resounded through the clouds and mountains, the unrecognizable Nanxiang rose out of the clouds, and the two palms spread out in circles, and a huge fan-shaped purple light extended in the direction of Wan Yan Min, colliding with the bright white circle of light around Wan Yan Min's body.

Boulders fall, earth shatters, snakes and rats run rampant as the earth shakes, and everything shows a rush to flee for their lives.

Seeing that the light of the white circle was getting weaker and weaker, Wan Yanmin made a calm counterattack at the last moment. With a blast, the area occupied by the white color expanded, and the black-purple miasma was shattered into several flakes of clouds, which disappeared in the wind and smoke. Nan Aotian lost his strength suddenly, and felt that his body was swept to the ground like straw by the wind.

Wan Yan Min took advantage of the situation, and the blade of the sword went straight down from the sky, stabbing at Nanxiang's face that had already been unrecognizable.

The sword came in a hurry, and under the tip of the sword, blood immediately gushed out. However, a scream made Wan Yanmin suddenly discover that the Xueyang Sword had landed on a woman's abdomen, and it had stabbed the vital part. Wan Yanmin pulled out his sword, his phoenix eyes were shocked, and an incredible luster flashed.

He had seen the woman's face, and it was clearly the trace of the head of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Suddenly, someone knelt down in front of the tip of the blood-dripping sword, which turned out to be the housekeeper Quanfu of Nanfu.

Quan Fu rushed over, and the goose marks had already fallen in a pool of blood.

The phoenix goose was held in the arms of the housekeeper Quanfu like a magnolia flower that fell in the wind. The housekeeper, who has always been good at restraint, cried bitterly: "Ah Zhen, I regret it, I regret it." I've been a coward since the beginning, and I've watched a new aunt with other plans marry you in the door, but I'm ...... But I can't do anything about it......"

"I thought you would be fine marrying this devil, but what has he done to you, what has he done to you......"

"The Feng family is a stepping stone for his ascension, you are the shield of his conspiracy, Ah Zhen, you shouldn't be, why do you have to stain so much blood for him, and when you are done, you have to use your own blood to pay tribute to this person who has long been mad. Why!" The housekeeper of Nanfu, who had never had too many expressions, burst into tears.

After a while, I saw Nan Qingyun hurrying to arrive with Shui Yingcheng, and seeing the desolate situation on the ground, Nan Qingyun suddenly knelt down beside Feng Yanji, and shouted in despair, "Mother, mother! What's wrong with you, look at me, I'm Yun'er." ”

Under the heart-rending shaking of Nan Qingyun, Feng Yanji had a faint awakening posture, but unfortunately the blood in his abdomen could not be stopped, and his face was very pale and weak.

Feng Yanji saw Nan Qingyun, but ignored him, but turned to Quan Fu with his eyes blankly: "Fu...... Ah Fu, forgive me, Yun'er, Yun'er...... Not yours. ”

"I know. Quanfu looked like he had long understood what Feng Yanji was going to say, and he nodded like a peck of rice, weakly holding Feng Yanji's head so that she could be more comfortable.

"But, Fu...... I have to please, do me one last favor...... Month, month, she has to live, I ...... I owe Jiu'er so much...... You have to, hold, guard her...... The female ......" didn't finish her sentence, her head hung and her eyes closed.

"Don't ...... No, don't!" Quan Fu shook Feng Yanji's gradually cooler body, and his mind was empty. The confused butler now had only one thought.

He snatched the sword from a dead soldier beside him, and stabbed in the direction of Nan Aotian.

"You give her back her life!" cried the butler in pain.

Nan Aotian responded in a hurry, gritted his teeth while fighting with Quanfu: "Okay, the old man's good wife, good housekeeper, join forces to betray me and deceive me, in this world, there is really nothing to trust." ”

Between three or five times, Quan Fu was invincible, and was trampled under Nan Aotian's feet, coughing up two mouthfuls of blood. But the butler didn't intend to give up, he desperately grabbed Nan Aotian's ankle, as if he could drag him down in this way. Quan Fu opened a mouthful of bloody teeth, and said with a desolate smile: "Master, what do you think you have?" You probably don't know until now, Fourth Miss is the daughter of Qianlingchu and Miss Nine, above ten thousand people, hahahaha, it's just a turtle who raises a daughter for the enemy!"

"What are you talking about!" Nan Aotian suddenly lost control of his emotions, grabbed Quanfu and threw him to the ground, a pair of vicious eyes looked at Quanfu tightly, and said in a low and gloomy voice: "What are you talking about." Do you know that the old man saw the results of the family examination with his own eyes that day. His talon-like hands gripped Quanfu's blood-soaked collar, his eyes blazing.

"Hahahahaha...... Quan Fu suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Of course I know that I personally watched the exchange of the blood of the lady and the blood of the master." Of course, those two drops of blood will melt together, of course they will melt together......

Without waiting for Nan Aotian to react, Quan Fu suddenly cried: "Ah Zhen, she was still thinking about saving you at that time, and wanted to help you cover up the charge of bullying the king, but it's a pity, it's a pity...... What did she get......"

After saying that, he laughed again, and actually struggled to get up from the ground when Nan Aotian was slightly stunned.

Nan Aotian was in a series of surprises, and he had already seen Nan Fu rushing towards him, and subconsciously raised his palm to counterattack, and when this palm was about to fall on Quan Fu, Quan Fu was kicked away, and it was Wan Yan Min who forced forward with a sword.

Every word Quanfu said had been deeply seared into Wan Yanmin's heart. He wields his sword, and he just wants to vent all his thoughts into the blade and blood.

It turned out that it was the blood of the phoenix goose mark that day.

It turned out to be someone else's conspiracy from the beginning.

She and he are both in the calculations of the third party......

Yue'er ...... I'm stupid......

Wan Yan Min forced Nan Aotian with an unstoppable sword wind, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

Nan Aotian's skill and position at the moment are destined for him to fail. But his eyes were as sharp as him, and when he saw Yan Min's hand holding the sword, he suddenly trembled and weakened for a moment. Wan Yanmin cleverly covered up the past, but it was useless, the full moon in the east had quietly moved to Zhongtian, glowing with the most dazzling brilliance of the month. It's just that the moon, because of the scourge of the heavens, is scarlet today.

The moon was round and flawless, and in Nan Aotian's eyes, it was simply a way to live.

If it is stronger than the tenth order, it is easy to cause unstable qi and veins, and when it is just the full moon, it will even arouse the manic mood of the Gu worms in the body. Wan Yan Min has passed the tenth order, but he has spent his own life.

Wan Yanmin had indeed knelt down on one knee, and his body was as scorched as fire. Nan Aotian suddenly restrained Yan Min with a backpalm, and struck him on the back with a palm.

At this time, Quanfu, who was weakened, stood up suddenly, and was about to pounce towards Nan Aotian. Nan Aotian had no choice but to let go of Yan Min for the time being, and then used the crippled tenth-order swordsmanship to set off a turbid wave in the sky. The ground collapsed and the mountains collapsed, the buildings tilted, the white marble floors of the imperial city sagged, and the dead and alive were all hidden under a layer of sand and dust in a matter of seconds.

Wan Yan Min jumped out of the sky, suppressing the pain of overturning the river and the sea in his body, but still caught up with Nan Aotian. The two fought bravely above the nine heavens, and soon came to a mass grave in the south of the city. Wan Yanmin's expression was already very painful, but he still endured the scourge of the Gu worm, used his last strength, and launched a blow that ended up together. Nan Aotian hurriedly jumped away, trying to jump out of the brink of Yan Min's recreation at a critical moment.

The sand and gravel shook, and the ground turned three feet. Many of the remnants of the mass grave were shaken up and flew in all directions. Heaven and earth are chaotic, and mountains and rivers are not distinguished. After a long time, the smoke and dust cleared, and the earth revealed its outline. There was a terrible silence all around.

Nanyue in the Changxin Palace, she has been standing at the gate of the palace and looking at the sky since the beginning of the guard at the city gate, she saw the day turn into a starry sky, saw the starry sky turn into a white night, until she saw a black smoke miasma in the sky, and her eyes were always calm. It wasn't until the blood-red full moon appeared that a wave of horror finally flashed in his clear eyes.

The circle of Feather Forest Army outside the hall was still guarding motionlessly. Probably after getting Yan Min's order, no matter what happened outside the city, he couldn't relax his defense of this courtyard.

Nanyue stared at the changing trajectory of the moon, dug out a ripe potato from the flower field, entered the temple, and closed the door.

With the sound of a potato explosion, Nanyue came out of a tunnel hole a few hundred steps away from the Changxin Palace, and the outside world suddenly became much stranger.

Those potatoes were one of the plans that had been brewing from the first day of entering the Nagashin Temple. That's why she woke up and pulled weeds.

The scenery in the palace is the same as before, and the mountains, rocks, grass and trees are incomprehensible, and people are panicked.

It wasn't until he walked out of the palace gate along an unguarded path that Nanyue realized that the outside of the city was completely different from the inside of the city. The splendid market pavilions were all covered with dust, and even the ground was shattered and pitted everywhere.

The fortresses of the Imperial City are no longer guarded, and they are in disarray everywhere.

Nanyue didn't have time to think about it, so she ran in the direction of the Vermilion Bird Tower with the recognition of the old scenes.

However, there was only one corpse upstairs in Suzaku City.

Wan Yan Min, where are you, where are you!