A flash of swordlight!

Heaven and earth instantly faded.

Autumn was originally the maple red of the sunrise river flowers, but at this moment all the colors dimmed, and only a light remained.

Heaven and earth, all the splendour, all the light condensed into one line.

The thrilling sword light pierced the sky in an instant, looking at the rivers and lakes, the person who can command such a sword will never exceed one hand in the world.

Han Shengxuan's hair exploded, his pupils shrank sharply, looking back on his life, he was not without a master who had seen the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but this time there was an unprecedented deadly crisis in his heart.

If you don't take it, you may die.

The sword light roared, penetrating the space, like the silver hairpin in the queen mother's hand cutting through the galaxy, a streamer swept out of the air, and the Milky Way spread out across the air, sonic shock the void, stirring up a low sonic boom.

It seemed that no one could take the sword.

In an instant, Han Mink Temple rolled up its sleeves in front of everyone's eyes, and the slender red rope floated like a small red snake, like a mayfly piled up, dense, and daunting.

Bringing dead things to life has always been a symbol of great masters, and this sword in the air is extremely fast and almost impossible to catch.

But the more this happened, the slower Han Diao Temple's movements became, spreading out his palms, his heart facing the sky, and the scarlet on his arms was layered on top of each other, just when the sword light was about to pierce his eyebrows.

"Bang!"

Han Diao Temple suddenly closed his hands, and the two palms collided and burst out with powerful energy, and immediately opened the surrounding tables and chairs, and at the same time, there was a loud bang.

Han Mink Temple pouted and knelt on his knees.

His face was distorted, his seven orifices were bleeding, and the sword light in his palm pressed him to bend over and bow his head.

A sword immortal knelt.

Li Chungang's signature sword moves, except for the green snake on his two sleeves, are domineering, and they have a bit of different charm after being used by Chen Junhua, but without exception, the effect is the same.

"Poof!"

Han Diao Temple knelt on the ground, a mouthful of thick blood spurted out of his mouth, splashed on the ground, and at the same time gave birth to a yellow brilliance on his body, Han Diao Temple's throat also roared like a beast, and with a squeeze of his palms, the sword light disappeared.

"Huhuhuhu!!"

Han Mink Temple gasped for breath, soaking wet, as if he had jumped up from the pond.

Han Mink Temple slowly got up, arched his hand and said, "Thank you for the mercy of the Sword God!" ”

Hearing this, the four princes, Zhao Zhen and Princess Suizhu, couldn't help but tremble, Han Diao Temple, which was called the devil in the rivers and lakes, was already the top combat power that their royal family had seen. At the beginning, Cao Changqing entered the palace three times and faced the emperor fifty steps, it was precisely because of the Han Mink Temple that the current emperor Zhao Chun could live until now.

But now Han Mink Temple is kneeling and bowing his head under a sword, humiliated, and finally saying 'Thank you for your mercy', what kind of terrifying level of his cultivation strength has reached.

The son of a daughter can't sit down.

Now in the hall, everyone's lives are in the hands of Chen Jun.

One thought of life, one thought of death!

Hearing Han Mink's words, Chen Jun didn't speak, glanced at him, and smiled inexplicably.

Han Diao Temple frowned secretly, "Mr. Chen, what you said before, it shouldn't be uncounted." ”

"Of course not."

With a wave of Chen Jun's robe, Suizhu Gongzi, who was held by his side, flew to Han Mink Temple and was caught by him.

"I heard that you have an autumn harvest festival in Liyang, I will go to watch the ceremony, and show what means your emperor has at that time." Chen Jun simply left without turning his head, stopping slightly at the threshold, and his tone was a little smiling, "After all.... Whether there is a departure from the sun in the future is still a question. ”

After speaking, Chen Jun's figure disappeared into the distance.

"Presumptuous, simply lawless!"

The anger in the heart of Zhao Zhen, the fourth prince beside him, could no longer be suppressed, his fist slammed into the air, and his face was gloomy as water, "Father should have killed all the people in the rivers and lakes at the beginning, destroyed the blades, and eliminated the cheats, otherwise it would be his turn to be rampant today." ”

The fat boss beside him echoed with a smile: "These gang of martial artists in the rivers and lakes fight and kill all day long, and never make the slightest contribution to the people of the world, they are no different from moths." ”

"Your Highness is angry, but have you killed all the martial artists in the world?"

"There is also a Martial Emperor City to the east of Yang, there is no one in the world who can do anything about him?" Han Diao Temple said coldly: "Your Highness should be glad that there is only one person who comes today, if it is the top ten in the martial arts evaluation, no, just the top three in the martial arts evaluation, Liyang will be paralyzed." ”

Zhao Zhen's breath was suffocated, and he was secretly angry.

The matter was over, and the old man got up with the little boy and planned to go out.

Zhao Zhen suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop, "Nan Lao, I heard that you were summoned to the palace when your father issued twelve gold medals. ”

The old man nodded.

"I heard that your Heavenly Phenomena Realm strength was wiped out overnight." Zhao Zhen asked again.

The old man nodded again.

"Okay, then I want to ask what was the result of the Father asking you to calculate the fortune of Liyang that night?"

Hearing this, the fat boss left with interest, he came from a big place, and his background was all over the sky, but he had not yet reached the point where he could listen to this kind of secrecy to the point of breaking the taboo.

The old man shook his head, "I didn't measure it." ”

Zhao Zhan obviously didn't believe it, "Impossible, if you don't measure it, how can you lose the strength of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm?" ”

The old man sighed, "It's really impossible to detect."

"How..."

Zhao Zhan's words were halfway through his mouth, his eyes immediately widened, his body took two or three steps back, and his face turned white in an instant.

Han Diao Temple listened to the answer for the second time, and his face also changed drastically, and he was even more pale and bleak than the previous seriously injured appearance.

Didn't test it out.... It's the real horror.

One enemy is one country.

Liyang has reached the point where the future and fate are uncertain, which can already explain a big problem.

Thinking about it carefully, Zhao Zhen's teeth kept trembling, and he let out a low roar to suppress the fear surging in his heart, and scared Princess Suizhu, who was not familiar with the world, into crying.

"Nan Lao didn't calculate it, is it another divination to gather with him today, what can be calculated?" Zhao Zhen hurriedly asked, as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

The old man shook his head and smiled, "It is precisely because I can't detect it that the old man wants to see what kind of person this sword god who has caused me to lose most of my life's cultivation is." ”

"Calculate it again, the old man doesn't dare to calculate it anymore, just measuring the fortune of Liyang will damage my cultivation, and then directly test him, the old man is afraid that he will not die on the spot."

"Fortunately, I didn't live long, and it was fun to have a meal with this sword god."

"Nan Huaijin died without regrets!"

The old man pulled the little boy out of the door with a slow chuckle, muttering, "I can't measure it, I can't measure it..."

Every sound was like a hammer hitting Zhao Zhen's heart, and every time it entered his ears, the faces of him and Han Diao Temple became a little paler.

On this day, at the same time as everything happened in Tai'an City, there was an incident that caused a sensation in the world.

Wudang Mountain is young and teaches and rides a crane down the mountain.

Chen Jun stood on the tall building, with a small jar of flowers carved wine in his hand, looking at the young Taoist priest riding a crane in the sky, and said leisurely:

"I'm so envious!"

The Taoist priest riding the crane had a sense in his heart, looked at the people below, smiled shyly, and blushed.