Autumn and winter alternate, the weather is already cold, and the cold invades the entire Huayao Imperial City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bleak autumn wind is like a night wolf crying, whining, sweeping up the dead leaves, sending the desolation of decay and loneliness, telling of helpless sadness.

An old man dressed in a black robe and wearing a black hood walked down to the city, his age recorded with a gray silver beard. He walked very slowly, as if he did not want to spend more effort on the road, but his steps were firm and steady, one step at a time. I don't know if it was the cause of the wind or what, his black robe hunted and flew away, as if there were countless invisible invisible qi all over his body.

The old man stopped less than a mile away from the Huayao Imperial City, looked up at the magnificent Huayao Imperial City, and then slowly pulled out an iron sword with a black body that could not be seen in any peculiarity, and pointed at the ground. The old man lowered his head and stood in place, as if he was thinking about something, as if he was waiting for something, and he remained motionless for a long time, like a dark sculpture. The black robe seemed to be unable to withstand some kind of power and gradually puffed up, the robe was flying, the hunting sound, the jet-black iron sword seemed to feel something, and it made a clear whining sound, and the sword body exuded a bright streamer.

"Look, another martial artist has come here with a broken sword to test his sword qi!" The soldiers defending the city laughed and said, Le's hands on his chest stood leisurely on the city wall and watched.

"Let them be, anyway, no one can break the defenses of our Huayao Empire, it's just that some people who don't measure their own strength are just boring for themselves!" Another soldier was proud, one might even say conceited.

The Huayao Empire, the strongest empire among the five powers, and the enchantment of the Imperial City is also the strongest. The barrier of Huayao Imperial City was laid down by the strongest person in the Huayao Empire, Yin Shengzhen, the only divine martial artist on the Qiyi Continent today, and no one could break it. For the people of the Qiyi Continent, Yin Shengzhen is simply a god-like existence, and no one can surpass it!

Sometimes self-righteous martial cultivators would come here to test their sword qi, wanting to see the gap between them and the divine martial artists, and they all returned in despair. It is not unusual for the soldiers to see more, but they just add a talking point after the dinner. Yin Shengzhen's barrier was unbreakable, so they were not afraid and were safe to be bystanders.

The old man's black robe was bulging bigger and bigger, and the big clumps were tumbling, as if there was endless air flow inside, and the sound of the jet-black iron sword was getting clearer and louder.

The onlooker soldier was slightly surprised: "Hey, this looks like it's very powerful." ”

"It seems to be yes, but no matter how powerful it is, it can't break Yin Shengzhen's barrier!"

The black robe had been drummed to the limit, and the old man's slow movements held the iron sword with both hands, raised it high, and slashed it down, and the invisible and domineering sword qi erupted out, strikingly towards the imperial city enchantment.

"What a strong sword qi!" The soldier was stunned.

The sword qi and the enchantment collided together, like a mountain smashed into the calm sea from high in the sky, making a huge "bang" that made the heavens and the earth tremble. The blue streamer fluctuated uneasily, and a crack first appeared, which quickly spread out like a vein with this crack as an extension, clearly covering the entire firmament.

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In the Huayao Palace, the autumn roses are in full bloom, and the big red roses are as hot as the blood of the autumn roses covering the entire garden.

Autumn rose, a plant endemic to the Huayao Empire, blooms in late autumn, the snow withers at sunset in winter, the flowers are large and graceful, and is enshrined as the national flower of the Huayao Empire.

A delicate and luxurious golden pavilion is like a golden gem, set in blood-red autumn roses, and the golden dome reflects the dazzling golden glow in the sunlight. The golden pavilion is supported by five golden columns, which represent the five directions of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and the five elements are mutually reinforcing each other, forming a array, and the golden light flows between the two pillars, forming a barrier that seems to exist on five sides, and only the Huayao royal family can enter.

This is the Wu Xiu Pavilion, the Wu Xiu Pavilion is built by the ancient gods and warriors of the Huayao Empire for future generations, using sword qi to lay down the enchantment, and the Five Elements Qimen Technique is sealed with it, and it can be permanently preserved without continuously injecting sword qi, and will not disappear due to the death of the god warrior.

A young man was practicing swords in the Martial Cultivation Pavilion, his black hair exuded a black jewel-like luster in the sun, with his movements swinging chicly, a pair of black bright eyes flashed with arrogant light, his sword movements were chic and smooth, and his body was full of Fang Gang's blood, like the rising sun containing endless vitality.

He stabbed out with a sword, and the sword qi was greatly weakened through the streamer barrier, and outside the golden pavilion, a few autumn rose branches seemed to be blowing through a strong wind and shook greatly.

This is the role of the Martial Cultivation Pavilion, it does not block all the cultivators' sword qi, but devours most of them, leaving only a small part to pass outside the pavilion, which is conducive to judging the extent of the martial artist's sword qi.

The man's name is Yang Yuzhan, the prince of the Huayao Imperial Family, who has cultivated the Supreme Martial Artist Realm at the age of only nineteen, and is a rare martial arts wizard in ten thousand years. You must know that generally talented people are diligent and hardworking, and they can only cultivate to the realm of martial artists in their thirties at the earliest, and many people will not be able to reach this realm in their lifetime.

There are two old men standing outside the pavilion, one of them is more than forty years old, wearing a brocade robe woven with gold thread, wearing a gold crown, and a very large and extremely precious ruby is inlaid in the center. The other is about sixty years old, with full cheeks, ruddy face, dressed in a white robe, with a silver beard in his hands, and a bit of the taste of fairy wind bones, it is Yin Shengzhen, the only divine martial artist in the Qiyi Continent today.

Although Yin Shengzhen has cultivated to become a divine martial artist, his sword qi cannot be further advanced no matter what, which shows that this is his maximum limit.

Yin Shengzhen smiled with satisfaction, and said to Yang Lanpeng: "Yu Zhan is really talented and progressing rapidly, and if he takes a step forward, he can break through the cultivation of the Venerable Martial Artist and become a Sect Martial Artist, at this speed, he will definitely become the youngest Divine Martial Artist in my Huayao Empire from ancient times to the present!" ”

Yang Lanpeng laughed and said unabashedly: "How can my Yang Lanpeng's son be bad!" Yuzhan has always been my pride! ”

With a loud bang, the sky trembled, and Yin Shengzhen looked up at the sky in shock, and the blue streamer of the enchantment he set up flowed violently. Looking from below, it is like standing at the bottom of the sea and looking at the turbulent sea surface stirred up by the boulders, and the blue streamers are uneasy tumbling and agitating, staggered and lapping against each other. Then the entire enchantment was like a fragile eggshell being struck by a strong external force, and the thin cracks spread out in a vein movement, and in just a few blinks of an eye, the entire enchantment was spread out, and then there was a loud "bang", and the whole enchantment exploded like broken glass, disappearing into the air.

Yin Shengzhen held his chest with his hand, his chest was unbearably congested, a stream of heat gushed out from his body, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yang Lanpeng was shocked, and looked at Yin Shengzhen incredulously, he knew that this was Yin Shengzhen's barrier broken. Yang Lanpeng said: "What a strong sword qi!" He suddenly thought of something, his expression changed greatly, and he said to Yin Shengzhen: "Oops, I'm afraid that there are villains who maliciously break through the enchantment of my Huayao Imperial City!" Mr. Yin, let's go and have a look! ”