Ling Chuxi clenched the hilt of the sword, and between the true air turns, the Cangyuan Sword let out a clear sound. This battle may be very difficult, but for the sake of the people behind her, she must fight, and she will not allow defeat!

Just as Ling Chuxi was about to strike with all his might, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Let me do it." Behind Ling Chuxi, a cool and pleasant voice suddenly came.

Ling Chuxi was slightly stunned, this voice was so familiar, and it made her settle down like that.

The long silver hair is windless and automatic, like the brightest galaxy in the night sky, bewitching and bright, so bright that people can't open their eyes, that handsome as if from the handsome face in the painting, that gentle smile, like a touch of hot spring, soaked in the heart.

Even Zhang Yuhong, who was pretentious and extraordinary, was born with a sense of shame at this moment, and lowered his head with inferiority.

No one knows when he appeared, as if he had been standing there all along, on his body, there was no such majestic domineering, peaceful and indifferent as out of the world, but everyone couldn't help but be impressed by his demeanor.

At this moment, it seems that the whole world exists only for him, becoming his foil.

He is the emperor's father.

"Clear." Ling Chuxi said in a low voice. Seeing Huangfu Qingjue's slightly pale face, Ling Chuxi knew that he had forcibly lifted the seal, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

"It's fine, it's just a clown who jumps off the beam." Huangfu Qingjie shook Ling Chuxi's hand and said lightly. Then he walked slowly towards the old man.

One step out, the invisible pressure released by the old man turned out to be much weaker, and after one step out, everyone felt that they were breathing freely, and the originally depressed mood suddenly brightened.

From the moment Huangfu Qingjue appeared, the old man's expression changed slightly, watching the handsome figure float away, the old man's steps could no longer take a step.

I don't know when the clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight sprinkled all over the land, clear and transparent. The moonlight seemed to focus on Huangfu Qing's body, and the figure was slender and straight, even more mysterious.

The old man struggled to take a step forward, but as soon as he lifted his leg, he involuntarily took a half step back.

The old man gritted his teeth, raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, clenched his broadsword and attacked Huangfu Qingju, and a powerful momentum was like a terrifying wave surging.

Not only Su Yizhi and the others, but even those black-clothed masked people couldn't help but take a few steps back, with a look of horror on their faces.

Huangfu's expression did not change in the slightest, and the long sword was unsheathed, and it was slashed out with a sword, to put it mildly.

The sword swayed, and the old man's momentum disappeared in a moment like mist in the wind.

In an instant, the entire night sky seemed to be illuminated by the clear sword light, and there was silence between heaven and earth, as if all things were subjugated to this sword.

With a sword, the old man snorted, and was directly knocked into the wall, and in the roar, the bluestone wall was knocked down to a corner. And the corners of his mouth were already oozing blood, but he endured it so that no mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone was so shocked that they didn't even dare to come out, this sword was so relaxed and casual, but it was so unstoppable, and the changes in the universe seemed to be contained in this sword.

If at the previous moment, the old man felt like an insurmountable towering mountain, then at this moment, it seems that the heavens and the earth are controlled by the emperor's clear hands, not to mention a high mountain.