Everyone began to be frightened, and the people of the Divine Wind Federation on Black Tiger Mountain felt even more desperate in this nervousness, because Zhou Yong's smooth move was actually meaningless in their eyes.

They are not those students whose realm is still low, they can sense that Tang Guozong's position is constantly changing, so Zhou Yong's finger will stab into the void on the side for no reason, but in the perception of all of them, Tang Guozong did not appear in the position that Zhou Yong judged.

And when he turned around to face Wan Huahong at this time, his fingers were no longer fast enough to outpace his opponent.

This means that in the next second, Wanhuahong's fingers will pierce through his flesh and blood!

The word "silence" had disappeared just now, but the scene fell into a deeper dead silence.

A lot of people open their mouths wide in worry and nervousness.

However, the tragic picture expected by everyone in both countries did not happen.

Because of Wanhuahong's speed, it suddenly seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it became slow for no reason.

Wan Huahong felt that the power infused from the back of her body suddenly disappeared, and her body seemed to be filled with lead stones.

The blood rushed up her throat.

And among the fingers that Zhou Yong poked out, the golden light on the fingertips flashed, slightly dazzling, like a sword blade, and in the next moment, twenty-three sword lights poured out from the fingertips!

Han Xu's eyes lit up suddenly.

This is...... Cast with his fingers - Tianyan Twenty-three Swords!

Wanhuahong's surrounding body was quickly shattered in the sword light, and the peach blossoms covered her body from being shattered by the twenty-three golden terrifying sword lights, but it still made her body fly upside down, drawing a miserable parabola, and smashed in front of the emperor platform under Huang Tang Huan!

Poof-

The sky was full of flying peach blossoms, and in her mouth, blood as rich and bright as peach blossoms spurted out!

Guiyuan Hou's slightly old body, who was standing not far from Emperor Shenxuan, only came back to his senses at this time, and trembled slightly, because as a master of the Dou Realm, he didn't notice it until now, and the audience fell into a real calm, not only no one spoke, but even Tang Guozong's piano stopped.

He turned his gaze stiffly, only to see that Tang Guozong's figure disappeared at some point in the position where he had been sitting cross-legged and fuqin, there was an empty shallow pit on the ground because of friction, and he himself appeared in the direction where Zhou Yong's Xuanka power swept out, the tail end of which was hundreds of meters.

He still held the zither in his hand, but the strings were slowly burning.

His face was slightly red, not the blood light in the cortex, but the flame that was facing him just now, this red face slowly raised up, glanced at Zhou Yong, and then smiled bitterly, and said:

"Principal Zhou, the name is well deserved. ”

was able to find out the flaws that he didn't realize, Tang Guozong was convinced.

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and spewed out a large mouthful of blood boiling from the Xuanka flame!

"Principal Tang!"

"Principal Tang!"

Everyone on the side of the Holy Land Alliance was agitated and shouted anxiously.

Zhou Yong did not have the joy of winning on his face, only a faint tiredness, arched his hand at Wan Huahong and Tang Guozong, and said, "Admit it." ”

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......

Silence lasted for a brief moment, and then the mountain where the students and sergeants of the kamikaze Federation were standing erupted in cheers like waves.

Regardless of whether he was a student of the Void Gate or not, whether he was a hostile Void Gate or not, Zhou Yong represented the Divine Wind Federation today, so his victory made everyone feel infinitely glorious in their hearts.

Bai Liuyi breathed a long sigh of relief, and his back, which had been straightened from the beginning of the battle, slowly pressed against this pine tree that was fortunate enough to be able to kiss Fangze.

"Wow! scared the hell out of me. Xun Bingyue spit out the plastic stick in his mouth and sat on the ground.

Wang Yanyan also hurriedly ran to them and shared his feelings just now.

Han Xu smiled, and his mind was full of the thrill in the picture just now.

If Zhou Yong's judgment is wrong, then the current scene will inevitably be reversed, and it will be him who falls, and it will be even more miserable, and in such a short period of time, he can find the flaws in the existence of the other party's combined attack martial arts that he has practiced for an unknown number of years, and what Zhou Yong has done is not just a simple battle against two.

The sword intent in Zhou Yong's last finger also made Han Xu surge with blood.

This is the truly powerful Tianyan Twenty-Three Swords.

Han Xu shook his head secretly, there was still too much distance between himself and the real powerhouse.

......

......

"Bang Bang Bang-"

Amid the cheers of the students on the mountain behind him, Emperor Shenxuan smiled and took the lead in applauding.

After a few seconds of lonely applause, everyone in the Kamikaze Federation began to applaud, including the rest of the pinnacles of the major academies who had coveted the prestige of the First Academy of the Void Gate for a long time.

These applause did not mean to echo, because the three who fought undoubtedly deserved their applause.

The Holy Realm is truly rare, and the respective Saint Realm powerhouses in the two places can be counted on one hand, so except for the four Saint Realms in the field, the rest of the strongest people are all too high, and they clearly realize that if they go to face the Zhehua couple just now, they will definitely lose.

Today's battle should be the strongest duel that the Taidou Realm can show since the battle between the White Emperor and the Nangong Bat more than ten years ago, Zhou Yong once again proved himself to everyone, after the Nangong Bat fell, and the White Emperor disappeared again, who is the invincible one in the silent Divine Wind Federation and even the entire human world.

...... The powerhouses of the Holy Land Alliance bit their lips, and several personnel helped the two injured principals to the rear for emergency treatment. Huang Tang Huan watched with concern as the two principals were sent to the rear, and the trace of emotion on his face dissipated, and then he slowly applauded.

The rest of the Holy Land Alliance also applauded unwillingly.

Only the Fist Saint Yu Cultural Wolf and the Weapon Saint Chen Mengyu glanced at each other, and they both frowned slightly.

......

"How is it?" Yuan Fei hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhou Yong to the back of the team and sat down.

The rear seemed much more deserted and quiet, and Zhou Yong shook his head at her, "I'm fine." ”

said that it was okay, but Yuan Fei saw his fingers that had never trembled for so many years, hiding them in his sleeves and trembling all the time, and the blood that was suppressed in his throat and did not spit out also made his voice extremely hoarse and full of fishy smell.

The combat uniform on his body was full of holes, and the white jade body protection feather coat inside could also faintly see the blood beads hanging on it.

Although he won, he also no longer has peak combat power in a short period of time, Yuan Fei knows him very well, so he can see more things.

She is already dozens of years old, has experienced many ups and downs, and has seen many big scenes, but at this time, her eyes began to burst into tears, and she looked at the emperor with resentment.

Zhou Yong pressed her head slightly, not letting others see her eyes.

"He treats you like a pawn......"

"Shhhh As a courtier, who is not a pawn? What's more, the Zhehua couple came to me in the first place, and it has nothing to do with Your Majesty. ”

"You still help him talk, it's hard for you to move forward in the future, these injuries ...... Maybe it's ...... for the rest of my life," Yuan Fei choked up.

"Don't cry. Zhou Yong patted her head gently like an elder brother comforting his sister, and smiled, "Your false eyelashes are going to cry, it's so ugly." I know Wang Baixu very well, although he didn't come, but he hates women crying the most, if he sees it, he must hate the way you look now. ”

Yuan Fei stubbornly wiped her tears, and really stopped crying.

Zhou Yong smiled, and after turning his head, his gentle eyes gradually looked at the emperor with a spring breeze on the imperial platform.

Decades ago, he promised to be kind to his former emperor and loyal to the Federation for eternity, which will not change for the rest of his life, but after all, he is not a numb eagle dog like Peng Jiuling, he will have all kinds of judgments and feelings, looking at the emperor's expression of the chess player, his heart is full of all kinds of feelings.

The blood that was unwilling to spit out slowly came out of the corners of his mouth, and it was extremely red.

......

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"Principal Zhou, as expected, is worthy of his name, and he is worthy of being the person who was favored by the first emperor of your country, which is admirable. Huang Tang Huan's face was slightly dark, and after getting the news that the elixir master of the medical department came to his ear to report that the condition of the two principals had stabilized, he raised his head and looked at Emperor Shenxuan, and said slowly.

The admiration of the Emperor and Tang Dynasty was full of sincerity.

Emperor Xu Xuezong liked her expression very much, laughed, and said, "Principal Tang and Principal Wan are majestic, but they have also opened my eyes. ”

Yu Wenhua Wolf looked at the hint of annoyance in Emperor Shenxuan's eyes, and turned his head to look at Emperor Tang Huan.

Huang Tang Huan was silent for a moment and nodded at him.

This nominal imperial meeting has never been a simple meeting, but a vanguard duel on the north-south issue, Emperor Shenxuan's heart of the northern expedition cannot die, she chose to be forced to fight, and she also knows that the best situation is not passive defense, but active southern expedition, then the victory or loss of this imperial meeting is really related to whether the civil war should be carried out in the end, and who will win in the end.

Although it is impossible for a single powerhouse to completely control the battle situation, the strength is so strong that the level of these powerhouses on the top of Black Tiger Mountain is enough to make the sky scale have a major tilt.

Therefore, winning or losing is not only about winning or losing at this moment, but also about the future of the two countries.

Kong Wu was powerful, as strong as a bear, and the Yu Wenhua wolf, who was covered in animal skins and wore straw sandals, paced to the center of the field.

In the more than ten years since the Emperor Tang Holy Empress ascended the throne, the Holy Land Alliance, and even the entire human world, believed that the Mechanical Saint was the representative of the old imperial faction of the Holy Land Alliance, and he was bent on supporting the eldest son of Emperor Tang Yun as the emperor, even after the Emperor Tang Holy Queen ascended the throne and was crowned, he was not moved at all. It was also because of his existence that he was able to get so much support after fleeing to the eastern territory of the alliance and surviving Emperor Tang Yun, and he did not die at the hands of the Emperor Tang Shenghou, but the situation slowly stalemate, and once this situation was maintained, it was more than ten years.

Therefore, in the past ten years, the Mechanical Saint has been the absolute opposite of the Emperor and Tang Dynasty Saint Queen in everyone's minds, and the one who is really accompanied by the Holy Queen and unswerving is the Fist Saint - Yu Culture Wolf.

He represents the Holy Land Alliance, he represents the Emperor and Tang Dynasty, and what he represents is naturally the future of this northern country.

Even if the true position of the Saint of Machines has been revealed, it is actually a big chess move that this Saint Queen is so clever that everyone's hearts tremble, but the concept that has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for more than ten years still cannot be changed.

At this time, the Fist Saint stood up, and the hearts of all the people in the entire Holy Land Alliance seemed to be carried out, no matter how majestic and powerful they were in the past, at this moment, their eyes were full of respect and humility.

There was silence in the room.

Yu Wenhua Wolf's body was straight and rugged, and with the moment his body stopped slightly, the air flow between the entire heaven and earth seemed to become more manic, and lightning began to crisscross the black clouds of the Holy Land Alliance in the sky.

The tiger looked at Emperor Shenxuan, without any etiquette, so he spoke to a peer: "I heard that Your Majesty is also a martial artist who has entered the Holy Realm, and the Yuwen Wolf is a rough person, who can only do martial arts, and wants to ask Your Majesty for advice." ”

Prime Minister He Chengjie's brows frowned slightly.

Challenging the emperor is a disrespectful thing no matter how you look at it, not to mention challenging it without courtesy.

He raised his head and looked at the frost dragon in the sky that was in the golden clouds, accompanied by a hideous thunder, and there was a little more confusion in his eyes.

Emperor Shenxuan put the back of his hand under his lips, and leaned back in his chair a little lazily, overlooking this tall figure who had been famous in the human world for decades.

Many people thought that he would be angry, but who knew that his expression did not change, but he just put down his hand, looked at the Yu Culture Wolf, and said calmly: "The Fist Saint's injury has healed?"

Yu Wenhua Wolf squinted slightly, and looked at the frost dragon in the sky, his fingers trembling slightly. He understood what Emperor Shenxuan meant, and he didn't get angry, his eyes refocused on Emperor Shenxuan's body, and sneered: "This emperor will not look at the winner or loss of a battle, but who can win in the end, and the same is true for this coming storm." ”

"Makes sense. Emperor Shenxuan nodded, "Where is Mr. Fist Saint a rough man, many things can be understood." ”

They have three Holy Realms, and there are only two in the Divine Wind Federation, and here, if Baili Hanqiu doesn't make a move, then no one can make a move for Emperor Shenxuan, so Emperor Shenxuan can only accept his own challenge. Although they were defeated by Baili Hanqiu in winter, they had more Holy Realms than the Divine Wind Federation, so they could afford to lose a battle, but Emperor Shenxuan was still a Baili Hanqiu, and he couldn't afford to lose any of them, and he couldn't even lose any of them anymore, otherwise there would be no suspense about the outcome of this imperial meeting.

This is the truth of the Yu culture wolf.

Emperor Shenxuan agreed with this truth, but he didn't worry about anything, he raised his fingers and said, "Mr. Fist Saint, just make a move." ”