The wind howled, and a huge sword light flickered by.

Just as the bald giant sword was about to cut off Tang Feng's head, his entire body suddenly stopped.

Rough lines appeared on his bare skin, one after another, like stones.

Along with his eyes, they turned gray and dull.

The lights in the entire Tianxin Pagoda flickered on and off.

Tang Feng raised his eyes with difficulty, his head was still drooping in front of his chest, a pair of eyes stared at Chu Xing's back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you're one step too late, I'll die."

A young girl stepped out from behind the bald giant.

Long black eyelashes, big emerald clear eyes, and a high nose bridge......

A few hours ago, she and Ye Zhao sat in the stands to watch the entire sword selection process.

She smiled brightly, in stark contrast to the short black body-hugging skirt she was wearing.

"Isn't this still dead?"

She took a step forward and helped Tang Feng up with her hand.

Tang Feng looked at her weakly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"Why didn't Ye Zhao come with you?"

"He?" The girl sneered, and the whole world brightened, "He's on another very important mission." ”

She stretched out her hand and patted Tang Feng's shoulder, "It's okay, I'm here." ”

provoked the other party with a burst of pain, and Tang Feng let out a cold cry in his mouth.

"Looks like you've just been through a bloody battle!"

While supporting Tang Feng, she turned around and raised her head to look at the tall bald stone statue.

The giant sword was still across the heads of the two people, and at the moment of the last moment, she used her unique ability to petrify the bald head's whole body.

The girl reached out curiously and stroked the other party's stiff eight-pack abs.

"Don't, don't touch him...... Ahem......"

Tang Feng coughed violently, his heart beating violently, for fear that this girl would accidentally wake up the other party.

"Let's go...... If he recovers, you and I won't be able to leave. ”

"Is it really that powerful?"

The girl's mouth opened wide in surprise, and then she put her left hand on the scabbard at her waist.

"Why don't you kill him while he's petrified?"

"Are you crazy?"

Tang Feng looked at her in disbelief, "You must know that he is an immortal star, I am afraid that when your sword pierces his body, he will react immediately, and then use his unique healing ability to recover his wounds." ”

He remembered the terrifying scene he had experienced before, and he couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

It would be very difficult to break through the defense, let alone kill him, which was something that even the Nine Heavens Divine Sword had not done.

Although he didn't know why, in his mind, the sword's ability was actually much weaker than he imagined.

"Stop talking nonsense, grab the Excalibur, let's go!"

"Hey, I'm your savior, don't talk to me like that."

The girl rolled her eyes wide, bitterly.

"If you can get out alive, you are the one who saves your life."

"If you say that again, I'll leave you here."

“……”

Seeing that Tang Feng was a little more settled, the girl raised her head.

In her fluorescent flickering gaze, in Chu Xing's other hand, there was a golden long sword.

One of the fine cracks, climbing from the tip of the sword to the top of the sword grid, resembled a long dragon carving.

And on the blades on both sides, there are also large and small gaps.

The girl's heart was dumbfounded for a while-

Is this the legendary sword of salvation that can destroy the world?

The thought lingered on her mind for only a second, and her arm lifted slightly.

Like a gust of wind, he pulled out the golden long sword from the bald hand, and then took Tang Feng's body without looking back, and suddenly he had already left the Tianxin Tower.

It was then that the lights in the tower flashed again.

The petrified skin on Chu Xing's body began to appear fine lines, and then cracked outward.

A clear popping sound resounded frequently in the Tianxin Tower.

The bald head's eyes turned from gray to brown, and gradually regained their brilliance.

His fingers moved slightly, crushing the petrified cuticles with all his might, and then clenched them tightly to his chest.

The long sword that was still in the palm of his hand just now has disappeared without a trace.

He was astonished, but there was no one to be seen as far as his eyes could see.

"What a damn ......"

What just happened?

……

In the darkening night, Emiya walked quickly with the sword glaze.

Snowflakes are falling all around.

Five minutes earlier, the makeshift team of swordsmiths had disbanded, and they had gone back to their homes.

Now that their goal has been achieved, they really have no reason to continue walking, which will increase the risk of being discovered by the enemy.

Although Wei Gong didn't know how many enemies there were in Xuanyun City now, and who were these enemies......

In the corner of his eye, there was also a highness from the Cool Sword Country.

Emiya shook his head slightly.

Although the other party said that he didn't want to follow the other swordsmiths, it was safer to follow him.

But even if he is blind, he can see that this young man called Bei Mingquan is in love with the third princess of the Dream Sword Kingdom from the bottom of his heart.

Hey, how similar the history is, and another ......

I don't know why, a handsome face appeared in Wei Gong's mind, with neat short hair, and there was always a cold and gentle temperament on his body-

The Northern Meditation of the Cool Sword Country.

Why are you pestering my sword Rin Sakura?

A few people barely spoke except for the occasional glance change.

The night was calm and cold.

Emiya's mind always echoes what Ken Rin Sakura said before-

"As soon as the Heavenly Sword Emperor dies, the entire Xuanyun City will not be safe."

"The thirteen countries, originally only because they were forced by force to gather together, in fact, it is a plate of loose sand, the most important glue in the middle is from the personal charm and iron-fisted methods of Tiandao Yunguang, now that he is dead, the Heavenly Sword Kingdom has not completed the perfect change of power, and each country will govern itself.

After the Heavenly Dao Fenghua subsides the civil strife, the powerful of the Twelve Kingdoms will start a counterattack.

Of course, the enemies of Heavenly Dao Fenghua would not let him inherit all this so easily. “

"Well, it's not outside, it's in Xuanyun City, next to the imperial family, as well as powerful ministers, generals, prime ministers, local forces, and foreign surnames Wang...... It is possible for anyone who has the ability to inherit the imperial power of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, but the Heavenly Dao Fenghua cannot, unless he has a more powerful means of force than the Heavenly Dao Yunguang. ”

And then there is Ling Yuan, the emperor of the Sword Country-

"Do you really understand your actions?" Huangfu Ling Yuan said in a loud voice, "You may not be saving her by doing this, on the contrary, after tonight passes, without the restraints of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, we don't have to worry about the future at all, and we don't have to worry about the annoying mediation before." At that time, their fate will be even worse, and revolting—"

"There will be a lot more people suffering in both places than you think."

There is also the black-clothed man of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, although Wei Gong doesn't know his identity-

"The protons you let go, no matter where they end up, will cause chaos in the world. In any case, the proton is at least one of the trump cards that bind the countries in the end, but this trump card must remain in the Heavenly Sword Country to be useful. In order to achieve the goal of peace in the world, once they get out of the Heavenly Sword Country, they will become raging thunder, rushing seas, and out-of-control beasts...... The world will not be calm. And this—"

"It is by you."

Emiya's heart suddenly tightened and stopped.

Jian Liuli slammed into his back and let out an exclamation.

"What's the matter, Brother Emiya?"

"Shh......h

Bei Mingquan next to him looked ahead vigilantly.

In front of Emiya stood a man.

Dressed in a black robe, his eyes are sharp, and his facial features are handsome, but with inexplicable melancholy and pain.

The visitor opened his mouth slightly, squeezing out a smile.

"Long time no see, Emiya."