Chapter 860: Hundred Emperors, Thousands of Saints

"Xuanming Divine Dynasty, there's something going on!"

Countless people in the city couldn't help but hear this voice in their hearts, and the warships in the air destroyed everything that Xuanming City was proud of without saying a word.

Xuanming Monument, the Great Protective Array, and the Imperial Palace.

Xuanming Monument, the city protection array can be built again, but the palace is the painstaking efforts of generations of the Xuanming Dynasty, and there are countless exercises, magical powers, and treasures of the Xuanming royal family.

It can be said to be the treasure trove of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty.

However, under this cannon, it came to naught and ceased to exist.

"Insignificant people, quit Xuanming City, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

The warship outside Xuanming City did not move again, but a faint voice came out.

When the Emperor Xuanming on top of the tower heard this, his face was full of disbelief.

At this time, the Xuanming Palace finally moved, and the heavy rain in the sky was gathered by a force in the palace, sprinkled in the palace, and began to extinguish the fire.

However, it did not seem to work very well, and it took half an hour to barely extinguish the fire in the palace.

Standing on top of the tower, Emperor Xuanming looked at it, and his face was instantly extremely ugly.

I saw that the original golden palace had become a charred black at this moment, and the ruins and broken walls were everywhere, and the palace guards were all burned to ashes, and there were no bones left.

"How can it be!"

Emperor Xuanming couldn't care less about Xiahou Hua watching around him, and his figure disappeared directly into the void in a flash.

Almost at the same time, the elite in Xuanming City was exhausted, and about 50,000 Xuanming troops quickly poured up and down the city tower, and they were all armed for battle.

In the depths of the palace, there were about a thousand strong people, following the Xuanming Emperor and flying into the air.

"Who's coming? What is there to offend in my Xuanming Imperial City, please say it directly! ”

Emperor Xuanming was furious, not as calm as before, but despite this, he still suppressed his anger.

He saw the power of the other party's warship, so the people in the ship would definitely not be ordinary people, such people might be some powerful forces in the Ten Thousand Domains, even if they came to the door, he had to ask clearly.

"What's the offense?"

A voice sounded from the warship, and then a white-clothed figure rose from the deck, facing the team of Xuanming City, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a sneer.

"What do you think is offended?"

"Sword Fengyun!"

After the relics of the gods, the portrait of Jian Fengyun had already spread all over the Ten Thousand Domains and was rewarded, and now seeing this face, even the Emperor Xuanming was shocked.

"Aren't you at the ruins of the gods?"

Beside Emperor Xuanming, Xiahou Hua's makeup changed color instantly, and her beautiful eyes looked at Jian Fengyun in surprise.

"The breath of the Divine Pavilion, it seems that the Xuanming Divine Dynasty is really planning to help the Divine Pavilion deal with me."

Jian Fengyun's gaze swept coldly over Xiahou Hua, and he suddenly spoke.

"Sword ......"

Xiahou Hua felt an inexplicable chill in her body, as if she had been topped by a peerless powerhouse, but she was also an elder of the outer gate of the Divine Pavilion, so she suddenly came back to her senses and said coldly.

"Sword Fengyun, you are too rampant!"

"If you obediently stay in the ruins of the gods as a turtle with a shrunken head, you can still live well, but you dare to come out now, and you dare to come to death so openly and brightly, without the suppression of the cultivation of the ruins of the gods, I see how you can leave alive today!"

Xiahou Hua's makeup became a little hideous, and she said coldly.

The vicissitudes of life of Emperor Xuanming's face were also cloudy for a while.

The powerhouses of the Xuanming Dynasty behind him were furious.

Find out who the enemy is, and they are no longer afraid.

Originally, they were also worried that the existence of a warship must be a figure of some great force, so they dared not speak out.

"Jian Fengyun, you dare to destroy my palace and attack my Xuanming City, you are simply looking for death." Emperor Xuanming said gloomily.

"Emperor Xuanming, you sent an army to my Fengyun Sect, and if you want to completely exterminate Fengyun Sect, this sect wants you to have a palace, so you can only collect some interest." The sword wind cloud stood proudly in the void, and his eyes swept lightly, and said.

Dressed in a white robe without wind, for a while, Jian Fengyun's body exuded an aura that was no less than that of the Xuanming Emperor.

"Sword Fengyun, you are looking for death" Emperor Xuanming's eyes were round, murderous, and a pair of tiger eyes were bloodshot.

As his words fell, a royal guard at the peak of the Spirit Monarch Realm suddenly rushed out from behind.

"Boy, die!"

I saw that the royal guard let out a long roar, without saying a word, and used all his strength to make a fatal killing move.

The person swept away like a violent wind, and a fire-attribute monarch court appeared behind him, and raging flames burned above his palms, as if he wanted to kill the sword Fengyun directly.

"The guy from the Spirit Monarch Realm dares to come and die!"

Jian Fengyun laughed lightly and slapped it casually.

Before he could get close, the royal guard was shocked out, spitting blood from his mouth, and fell directly to the ground.

"Kill with one palm!"

The people in Xuanming City were all shocked, Jian Fengyun's body only exuded the aura of the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm, but with a light palm, he directly slapped a strong man at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm to death.

This cross-level killing strength is simply unbelievable.

"It seems that Xuanming City is in big trouble."

Coupled with the warship, the arrival of the sword storm is not a small threat at all.

The warriors in Xuanming City were talking.

"Jian Fengyun, do you think that in this way, you can fight the entire Xuanming City alone?"

Emperor Xuanming's deep voice was full of anger, and the momentum was overwhelming, and the majesty of the lord of one dynasty exploded.

"Well, don't fight ......"

Jian Fengyun was still light, looked around, paused for a moment, and then said: "I am here to borrow the national fortune of your Xuanming Divine Dynasty, if you obediently open the ancestral land and borrow our country's fortune, I can not blame the past." ”

"Blame for the past? You dream! ”

Emperor Xuanming didn't ramble and took people to shoot together.

As the emperor of the Xuanming Divine Dynasty, his cultivation seems to have reached the level of the peak of the Emperor Zun Realm, and there are more than 100 royal families behind him, and the realm is also from the middle to late stage of the Emperor Zun Realm, as well as the nearly 1,000 royal powerhouses, most of whom are strong people in the Holy Realm.

Hundreds of emperors, thousands of saints.

It can be said that these are the strongest forces in Xuanming City.

This is also thanks to the two cannons of the Fengyun Warship, which alarmed everyone in Xuanming City, and was listed as the highest level of enemy attack.

Jian Fengyun smiled coldly, and his body suddenly disappeared in a flash.

Emperor Xuanming and the others who rushed over found that the cannon barrel glowing with fire on the Fengyun warship had been aimed at them at some point, and at the moment when the figure of Sword Fengyun disappeared, a dazzling fire suddenly shot out from the cannon barrel.

"Get out of the way!"

Emperor Xuanming was so frightened that he thought that the sword was really ......

(End of chapter)