"Oh?"

Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes flashed, and then he laughed, and a strong and agitated light appeared in his eyes-

"It's been a long time since I've heard this kind of boasting......"

His tone was not anger, but a strong interest under grace and majesty

"I never boast, I just tell the truth."

The white-robed man still spoke in an indifferent tone, his voice was not loud, but it was loud and startled

"Come, come...... There are assassins."

At last a courtier reacted, and because it was so bizarre and ridiculous, he trembled with shock, and his voice was a little unsteady.

In the blue sky and daytime, is this person in front of him a god or a ghost, how can he suddenly appear?

"Escort"

The civilian officials were shocked on the spot, but the generals were not slow to react, shouting angrily and rushing forward, but they were stunned to find that they did not have the weapons they had on them.

In order to receive Prince Heng, this state banquet is to follow the ancient etiquette, and the swords on everyone's bodies are ritual weapons, which are long and reachable and the blades are not opened.

These brave generals who are not afraid of death, but their feet do not stop at all, and they rush to the center of the hall like a fierce wind and a tiger

"It's really fierce......"

The white-robed man said softly, his expression was still calm and calm, and the crowd of people swarming in front of him did not have half a wave in his eyes.

He stretched out his right hand, his index finger and middle finger together, like a straight string.

Feel free and natural, with a light stroke in the air

Everyone's martial bravery and fierceness all ended with the stroke of the white-robed man-

The invisible sword qi reflected a bright white light, and the surrounding air was distorted and refracted, and everyone only felt a numbness in their chests, and the blunt swords in their hands flew away from their hands one after another, and even the majestic body fell to the ground like a broken kite, and then they vomited blood and were seriously injured.

"What an invisible sword intent"

Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes became brighter and brighter, he sat up straight with a smile, and for the first time, he looked down at the people under the steps with a solemn posture-

"Your name."

"Ning Fei."

The white-robed man replied quietly.

Emperor Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Reason?"

He stared at him with a pair of dark eyes, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he seemed to smile: "Don't tell me, it's for the common people in the world?" ”

Ning Fei shook his head, his gaze was still unexciting, "I'm just a mere martial artist, and the world is too heavy for me." ”

He slowly raised his head, and met him with a calm and tenacious gaze, without the slightest hint of backing, "Kill you, just because I promised someone." ”

"Who is it?"

Ning Fei shook his head, still peaceful, "A person who truly takes the common people of the world as his own responsibility." ”

Without waiting for Emperor Zhaoyuan to continue to ask, he took a step forward and stepped on the golden palace jade steps.

There are nine levels of jade steps leading to the emperor's throne, and his footsteps are non-stop, and every sound seems to be stepping on everyone's hearts, which makes people feel terrified

"You're too presumptuous"

Finally someone let out a low cry and stood up.

Zuo Xiang's eyebrows were cold and angry, the corners of his eyes twitched very strangely, and then he stood up like frost, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and his figure was as fast as lightning, and he had already chased down the steps.

The long sword on his waist came out with a sheath, bringing a blazing wind, and it hit Ning Fei directly from behind.

"Huh?"

Ning Fei, a white-robed man, hummed lightly, turned his face slightly, turned around to look, and only Emperor Zhaoyuan, who was facing him, saw a clear look of surprise on his face.

"Who are you?"

At a critical moment, he actually asked such a question.

Zuo Xiang ignored it, and the sword castrated like the wind, and thunderbolt smashed down.

At the last moment, someone hit Hengli and intercepted his heavy blow.

The person who came was dressed in black, holding a long knife with a golden and shining color, which made people dizzy just by looking at it.

"It's You"

Zuo Xiang recognized at a glance that this was the mysterious person who came to the violent room a few months ago to rescue Concubine Jia.

He sneered and said, "The traitor came just in time."

Immediately, the sword momentum flashed, and he wanted to rush up the jade step again, but he was blocked by this person with a fierce golden sword qi, and he couldn't get out

The two of them made several moves in a row, and in the blink of an eye, Ning Fei had already stepped on the last step and came to the throne of Emperor Zhaoyuan.

"Your life will only end up to this day...... Sorry. ”

It was still such a calm and gentle tone, and at the last word, he put his fingers together, and a bright sword qi slashed through the air, and the invisible sword intent stabbed directly into the throne.

Swordsmanship has reached such a realm that it is easy to draw a sword, and it is comparable to the world's famous blades with two fingers instead of a sword

"Zheng"

A sound of gold and stone, resounded at the highest place of the main hall, everyone only felt that their ears were buzzing, when they raised their eyes, they saw Emperor Zhaoyuan standing upright, holding the sword in both hands, and the sheath met his two fingers

Under the collision of two huge forces, the highest part of the main hall was shaken, and the stone chips fell, and the foundation under the throne actually caved a large hole.

"Such a profound internal force cultivation is ......"

Ning Fei let out a heartfelt exclamation, but his eyes turned to unprecedented solemnity and sharpness, "It's me who underestimated you." ”

With that, he reached over his shoulder, and silently pulled out the wooden sword.

The plain wooden sword was as simple and calm as its master, but after Ning Fei held the sword, his whole body suddenly glowed with a strong and strange look-

It's like the sun shining in the sky

"Advised."

The wooden sword swung out, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and like a dragon rising from the Nine Abyss, extremely fast, but full of thrilling and powerful pressure

It is like Mount Tai pressing on the top and the sun falling to the ground

This is the unparalleled "weight" in the world

This is the heaviest sword, and almost no one in the world can take it...... This realization flashed in Emperor Zhaoyuan's heart, but the battle intent in his body was unprecedentedly explosive, and in an instant, he actually took a step forward, and the horizontal sword was hard to block it

Gangfeng was hotter than molten slurry, and under the heavy pressure, his Heavenly Son Ritual Sword finally couldn't bear it anymore, and it instantly shattered into pieces

The wooden sword was hindered by this, and the castration stopped, and then it stabbed straight again.

"Stop——————

A crisp and sweet shout sounded in his ears, an extremely familiar voice

The next moment, a purple-clothed figure ran from between the curtains on the side, and flashed between the two of them with lightning speed.

"Stop"

It was crisp like a yellow warbler's cry, and although there was anxiety, there was more anger - it was Danli's voice.

Emperor Zhaoyuan only felt a flower in front of him, and after enduring the secret wound of the internal force, he was shocked to find that Dan Li stopped in front of him and blocked the wooden sword with his chest.

"You-"

Emperor Zhaoyuan was furious, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and when he looked at it, he found that the tip of the wooden sword stayed in Danli's chest, slightly into the skin, and actually trembled slightly and stopped moving forward

How can it be?

Emperor Zhaoyuan looked at his opponent with a pair of sharp eyes, only to see Ning Fei stumble a step, and then hurriedly fixed the wooden sword, and a burst of qi and blood surged on his face, obviously, forcibly withdrawing the sword also caused him internal injuries.