Since Yang Guang ascended the throne, he ordered to build the Yangzhou city where he was in charge, not only to expand the city outline, Guangxing palace, to repair gardens, and in the north of the city by the mountains and rivers, there are "Shugang Ten Palaces" such as Guiyan, Huiliu, pine forest, etc.

However, the most magnificent is the Linjiang Palace built on the bank of the Yangtze River, as long as Yang Guang has a whim, no matter morning or evening, he will go there to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the Yangtze River.

Although the Great Sui is already in decline, and Yang Guang is even weaker, he is the most powerful lord of the empire in the world after all, with five steps, one post, ten steps and one sentry in the palace, and the Praetorian Guards with bright armor are heavily guarded, plus many Praetorian Guard masters, even if the three great masters of the world want to break in, it is impossible.

On the Wangjiang platform, the carved beams and painted buildings, the flowers are clustered, the water flow of the Yangtze River outside the Wangjiang platform is turbulent and rushing, in the surging sound, the melodious sound of the silk and bamboo music is spread throughout the whole palace, and even the other side of the Yangtze River is faintly audible.

The sound of silk and bamboo is like silk, mixed with the meaning of glamour, and Bai Fan looks far away.

I saw that on the dragon platform twenty zhang wide on the opposite side of the Yangtze River, it was full of beautiful concubines and concubines, not to mention fifty or sixty people, a man of about fifty years old, dressed in a dragon robe, surrounded by stars and moons, and was busy eating the fruit in the hands of the concubine.

Bai Fan smiled lightly, looked at the dozen or so fishermen who were watching the excitement beside him, and asked, "One hundred taels of gold, who wants to cross the river with me?" ”

The fishermen were all shocked, and no one answered after a long silence, and several people turned around and left.

An old man stood on a small boat and said: "Hou Sheng, the opposite side is the palace of the saint today, even if we give a thousand taels of gold, we don't dare to cross you, you go quickly, beware of someone telling you and causing trouble." ”

"That's it", Bai Fan sighed: "If people don't cross me, I will cross by myself."

After he finished speaking, he broke off a reed and threw it into the river, and with a light touch on his feet, he stood firmly on the reed.

Those fishermen were all dumbfounded, looking at Bai Fan's back, like a ghost.

Behind Bai Fan's back with his hands, standing on the reeds, the two forces of yin and yang erupted under his feet, and the reeds parted the white waves, like a flying fish, and flew straight towards the building on the opposite bank.

The Yangtze River is hundreds of zhang wide, the torrent is turbulent, and a figure is on the surface of the river, as small as dust.

It wasn't until Bai Fan was only more than ten zhang away from the Wangjiang Platform that the guards facing the river found him, and he was so frightened that it took a few seconds before he reacted and shouted loudly.

At this time, Bai Fan had already risen from the surface of the river, falling from the sky like an immortal rainbow.

"A bold fanatic, he dared to trespass into His Majesty's palace and ...... him"

This voice was extremely harsh, Bai Fan frowned, raised his right hand, and pointed out a weak water sword, and the sword qi flashed away.

One fell down with a throat clutch, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Whoever dares to move again will be the end of this person"

Bai Fan's eyes looked around indifferently, swept over the faces of everyone on the dragon platform, and finally stopped at Yang Guang, who was wearing a dragon robe in the middle.

The footsteps of the guards who were about to rush suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere around them was cold, and even those concubines did not dare to scream out loud although they were trembling with fear, for fear of attracting Bai Fan's attention.

Yang Guang's face was sallow, and although he wore a bright nine-dragon robe and a high crown on his head, he gave people a decadent feeling of wearing a shroud.

His eyes were originally blurred, but after Bai Fan killed someone, he came to his senses and forced himself to calm down: "Who are you, what is the matter with trespassing on my palace?" ”

Bai Fan said lightly: "Bai Fan, in the Lower Immortal Ancient Sect, come to kill Your Majesty." ”

Yang Guang was shocked and angry, and even more frightened, "Who ordered you to come?" Whatever good he gives you, I will be doubled...... No...... Ten times for you. ”

Bai Fan shook his head and said, "Except for His Majesty's life, Bai is not interested in anything. ”

After he finished speaking, he paced towards Yang Guang, not looking at the guards marching in his eyes.

"Kill!"

I don't know who gave the order, and hundreds of forbidden troops on both sides of Longtai charged towards Bai Fan together.

There were many knives and guns, Bai Fan reached out and grabbed a soldier, held it in front of him, his eyes showed a cold glow, and he spit out three words softly.

"Avalanche"

Bai Fan turned sideways slightly, and his momentum was suddenly like a mountain and a mountain, thick and heavy, and his shoulder suddenly hit the soldier's chest.

Boom~~~~~~~~~~

The ears instantly lost their effect, invisible fluctuations swept out, and with a loud bang, hundreds of charging soldiers disappeared.

There is no human figure, no blood, no dust, as if it has evaporated from the world, and it has lost all traces cleanly.

On the Wangjiang platform, it was quiet, no one made a sound, and no one dared to speak out.

Slowly, gradually, the rest of the people's mouths opened wider and wider, and they couldn't close anymore......

Bai Fan walked in front of Yang Guang, who was in a trance, and lightly imprinted his left hand on his chest, and an extra purple boundary stone appeared in his right hand.

Suddenly, a dragon qi floated out of Yang Guang's head, and as soon as he appeared, he flew into the air, eager to escape.

It's a pity that the purple light on the boundary stone flashed, so I took it and sucked it in in an instant.

"If Huang Quan meets Empress Chen, let's discuss the song 'Backyard Flower' with him", Bai Fan trembled inexplicably, put away the boundary stone, and closed his eyelids for Yang Guang.

He then turned around and walked to the side of the stage, the river breeze greeted him, blowing his clothes fluttering, killing people and killing kings, for him, there was not much emotion, the separation between immortals and mortals was like this.

Looking at the river, Bai Fan's brows furrowed, the runes on his legs flashed, and the sun wheel rose under his feet, and he flew into the air with him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if entering the clouds.

"Immortals! It's an immortal! ”

Not only the concubines and guards on the Wangjiang platform, but also the fishermen on the opposite side also saw the scene of Bai Fan flying into the sun.

In addition to being horrified, he couldn't help but kneel down and worship, and there were many people on the Wangjiang platform.

Since ancient times, monarchicides, no matter who they kill, will be spurned, and only Bai Fan has done it to make people worship.

Although he didn't have this intention, with a reed crossing the river, raising his hand to destroy hundreds of forbidden troops, and flying the sun, these three shocking and peerless learnings were spread, and the name of the immortal quickly became a martial arts myth.

After Bai Fan left, Linjiang Palace sent out countless messages in all directions, and there was only one content.

The immortal descended into the world, and the emperor collapsed.

The Great Sui River, then the wind and clouds surged, and all kinds of forces surfaced.

Bai Fan drove the sun wheel, and flew away from the Yangtze River in only four or five breaths in the air, when his figure suddenly shook, and he almost fell, and when he saw a hill, he immediately fell.

His face changed drastically, and he turned pale and sat down.

He was so weak, not because the sun wheel had exhausted his spiritual power, but because of the 'mountain collapse style' that had just made his body extremely traumatized.

The bones on the shoulders and arms of the upper body were cracked, almost shattering, this style of battle immortal move was too terrifying.

Not only is he terrifying to the enemy, but his requirements for himself are even more terrifying, if it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated in the blood pool of the Tanggu Spirit Realm for hundreds of days, I am afraid that he would have collapsed first halfway through this style.

There is no fixed move, so he has only been visualizing it in his mind before, and has not really performed it.

Fang was just on the Wangjiang Tower, on a whim, he tested the power of this move, it was really earth-shattering, and none of the secrets of the exercises he learned could be compared to what happened.

This is just his current cultivation and body, if it is a real battle immortal, Bai Fan does not know what else can survive under this trick between heaven and earth.

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