At this moment, in the imperial city of the former Jin Dynasty, there was a strange guest, Zhao Jingfeng had arrived at the palace of the former Jin Dynasty after a period of flight, and was expressionless towards the palace gate щww{][lā}

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"Stop, whatever. Just as Zhao Jingfeng approached the front of the palace, he was stopped by two guards.

Zhao Jingfeng's eyes flashed, and a golden and black sword pneumatic fingertips burst out, and his right hand slashed through the necks of the two guards like lightning.

The two guards guarding the palace gate fell to the ground without a snort.

This scene in front of him made the faces of the rest of the guards guarding the palace change, and someone immediately shouted: "Bold, he is here to make trouble, catch him quickly." There were more than 30 guards waiting at the gate of the palace of the former Jin Dynasty, standing in a line on both sides of the palace gate, hearing this shout, the rest of the people did not hesitate at all, and they all sacrificed their natal soul treasures and rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng's face was expressionless, his eyes were indifferent, and then his fingers were tapped, and a stream of golden and black sword qi burst out from the tips of his fingers, shooting towards the more than thirty soldiers who rushed in, accurately hitting their throats, piercing the throat hole through a transparent hole the size of a child's fist, and the blood splashing in the sky bloomed in mid-air, like a gorgeous flower in full bloom.

More than thirty guards fell to the ground before they could even scream, and the spotless marble on the ground was stained red with blood in the blink of an eye, and a faint smell of blood diffused and slowly spread around.

Suddenly, a piercing whistle came from the walls of the palace, and the soldiers who were guarding the walls appeared and immediately blew their whistles to warn, and the whistle was rapid and long, which was the highest warning.

Not long after, a burst of dull footsteps came from the closed palace gate, the sound was neat, as if it was a dull war drum howling, at the same time, the closed palace door of the former Jin Dynasty was slowly opened, only to see a pair of soldiers in armor running out of it with uniform steps, one by one with a cold expression, sharp and cold eyes, this is an elite division that has been baptized by killing, and the momentum is magnificent.

And in front of this elite division, a middle-aged man in silver-white armor rode on a third-order desolate demon mount, his eyes coldly glanced at the thirty or so soldiers who had fallen in front of the gate of the palace, and finally landed on the face of Zhao Jingfeng, who looked no more than twenty years old, waved his hand, and shouted angrily: "Arrest him." ”

A group of elite soldiers behind the middle-aged man immediately rushed up, forming a fan-shaped encirclement and rushing towards Zhao Jingfeng.

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Jingfeng's mouth, his fingers moved one after another, and the golden black sword qi continued to shoot out, facing this sword qi that was only the size of a finger, the group of elite soldiers on the opposite side did not have the slightest ability to dodge, and they were pierced through the throat by the golden black sword qi.

But in the blink of an eye, more than forty soldiers fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man's face on the third-order desolate demon mount became solemn, and then a three-meter-long earthy yellow spear appeared in his hand, jumped off the mount, and his body rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng in mid-air, and the earthy yellow spear in his hand stabbed Zhao Jingfeng's throat like lightning.

The middle-aged man was a first-order martial emperor, such a strength could not enter Zhao Jingfeng's magic eyes at all, Zhao Jingfeng pointed his finger, and a faint golden and black sword qi burst out from the tip of his finger, colliding with the middle-aged man's spear.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the middle-aged man shook all over his body, and a finger-thick golden black sword qi actually shook his arms for a while, and the body in mid-air did not advance but retreated, flew out upside down, and when it fell to the ground, the body retreated more than ten steps uncontrollably.

At this time, another golden and black sword qi shot out from the tips of Zhao Jingfeng's fingertips, piercing his throat before the middle-aged man could stabilize his body.

"Roar!" The desolate demon that the middle-aged man rode down was the desolate demon's black panther, and a low roar came out of his mouth, turning into a black shadow and shooting towards Zhao Jingfeng.

The faint golden-black sword qi condensed at the tips of Zhao Jingfeng's fingers, and he didn't look at the black panther, just when the black panther was just close to his body, he waved his right hand, and the golden-black sword qi condensed on the tips of his fingers cut off the head of the black panther like cutting tofu.

There were more than two hundred elite divisions that followed the middle-aged man, and at this moment, all of them had changed their faces greatly, and the strength shown by Zhao Jingfeng had already made them feel terrified.

"Quick, beat the drums of war!"

"Go beat the drums of war!"

The remaining soldiers knew that Zhao Jingfeng's strength was not something they could stop at all, and fled back to the palace one after another.

"Knock knock knock!"

The dull sound of war drums came through the palace, and the sound was so penetrating that the entire palace could hear it.

Hearing the sound of war drums, the entire palace was stunned, and they couldn't remember how many years they hadn't remembered this war drum, but in an instant, everyone reacted, and the whole palace suddenly became lively.

I saw a group of people wearing armor appearing all over the palace, quickly gathering towards the palace gate, and the masters hidden in the palace were not far behind, and rushed towards the palace gate one after another.

The two bronze lions weighing 10,000 jin at the entrance of the palace rose up one after another under the control of Zhao Jingfeng's thoughts, and then a layer of faint gold-black sword qi attached to it, smashing into the walls of the palace with an extremely fast degree.

"Boom!" two loud roars came, and the incomparably strong city wall was suddenly smashed out of two huge holes, and the palace gate, which was completely made of steel, was completely destroyed.

Zhao Jingfeng did not stop, and his mind controlled two Qingtong stone lions weighing 10,000 catties to bombard the towering imperial city in front of him one after another, and soon destroyed the tall city wall of the imperial city, and the city wall within a radius of several miles had collapsed into a pair of ruins.

Now the people in the palace of the entire former Jin Dynasty were alarmed, countless masters and elite soldiers in armor came from all directions, and those martial emperors hidden in all corners of the palace had already come to the collapsed city wall, staring at Zhao Jingfeng with cold eyes.

"He Fang several times, rushed to my former Jin Dynasty palace to spread wild. ”

"You dare to make trouble in the palace of the former Jin Dynasty, you are impatient. ”

"Whoever comes, report your name!"

"Be bold, you can't be spared the destruction of the imperial city. ”

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The shouts and scoldings mixed with endless anger came one after another, and more than twenty Martial Emperor Flames wearing various costumes rushed towards Zhao Jingfeng, and a handle Natal Soul Treasure instantly appeared in their hands, slashing towards Zhao Jingfeng with surging aura fluctuations.

Two sounds of breaking the air came, and two bronze stone lions weighing 10,000 catties crossed a graceful arc in mid-air, shooting towards the people who rushed with a faint golden and black sword qi, and at the same time, at the destroyed city wall, countless large pieces of stones levitated, and they rushed to more than 20 martial emperors with lightning speed.

These stones have a faint golden and black sword qi, and their attack power is very powerful, which can hurt the Martial Sect, in the face of such a powerful attack, a group of Martial Emperors were smashed one after another without even low-grade strength, and when the natal soul treasure in their hands was cut on these stones with golden and black sword qi, they couldn't hurt it in the slightest.

In just one breathless time, more than two dozen Martial Emperors were all killed. In Zhao Jingfeng's eyes, only Wu Zong has the ability to fight him, the strong man of the Martial Emperor class, a few years ago in his eyes, he was considered a top master, but now he doesn't even have the ability to hurt Zhao Jingfeng, and he can't get close to Zhao Jingfeng's body at all.

The sound of dull and messy footsteps came from the front, and I saw dense soldiers wearing well-armored armor, surging like a tide from the front, and there were at least thousands of people, and soon Zhao Jingfeng was surrounded layer by layer, staring at Zhao Jingfeng with extremely solemn expressions.

"Your Excellency, who are you and why did you destroy the palace of my former Jin Dynasty. An old general rode a third-order desolate demon mount and asked in a deep voice, his face very unsightly.

Zhao Jingfeng's face was expressionless, his eyes looked coldly at the palace with golden tiles and red walls behind the old general's body, and directly ignored the old general.

The old general's eyes swept over the twenty or so Martial Emperors who had fallen to the ground, and his expression became more solemn than ever, and then his eyes stared at Zhao Jingfeng's young face tightly, but his heart was becoming more and more frightened, at such a young age, he had the ability to easily destroy more than twenty Martial Emperors, which made the old general feel unbelievable.

Because he knew in his heart that if he wanted to kill more than twenty martial emperors who were not weak in such a short period of time, he was afraid that he would have to be able to do it by Wu Zong, could it be that the young man in front of him who looked like he was only in his twenties had the strength of Wu Zong?

As soon as he thought of this question, the old general's heart couldn't calm down, if his speculation was true, then the talent of the person in front of him was really terrifying.

"Your Excellency, who are you, and why did you destroy the palace of my former Jin Dynasty. "The old general is also very jealous of Zhao Jingfeng's strength, and deep down he doesn't want to become a mortal enemy with Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng looked at the palace of the former Jin Dynasty with a flat gaze, and said softly: "From now on, this palace will completely disappear from the Soul Treasure Star. ”

Hearing Zhao Jingfeng's words, the old man was furious in his heart, and shouted: "What an arrogant tone, my former Jin Dynasty has stood for hundreds of years and the Soul Treasure Star has not fallen, how can you be overthrown by a yellow-mouthed child." ”

Zhao Jingfeng was silent, his hands slowly opened, and the fire spirit root between heaven and earth began to fly and condense, forming a series of fiery red light towards Zhao Jingfeng, and soon, a rich wall of fire was formed around Zhao Jingfeng's body, and the hot high temperature made the temperature between heaven and earth rise sharply, and soon reached an unbearable height.

Seeing this scene, the old general finally changed color, and immediately exclaimed: "Retreat, retreat." "Although the old general is not Wu Zong, he knows Wu Zong's ability very well in his heart, although the people gathered in the field are all elite soldiers guarding the palace of the former Jin Dynasty, but in front of a strong man like Wu Zong, he is simply vulnerable.

Hearing the old general's words, the soldiers gathered around did not hesitate at all, and quickly retreated to the rear.

However, it was too late, the flames condensed around Zhao Jingfeng's body suddenly burst open, turning into a fiery red wall of light and spreading in all directions, the terrifying high temperature seemed to steam the air, and the world seemed to have become a big furnace, so hot that people couldn't breathe.

The waves of fire spread in all directions, engulfing a large number of soldiers in an instant, and the terrible heat burned the iron armor on their bodies red in just an instant, and then turned into molten iron and flowed down.

Countless soldiers rolled in the flames, screaming in pain and desolation. The old general, who had escaped by chance, looked at the scene in front of him with an extremely ugly face, and his eyes were a little dull.

At this moment, two huge momentum came from the depths of the palace, accompanied by an angry long howl, only to see two martial arts sects flying over from a distance, levitating in the air condescendingly, looking down at the scene below with angry faces.

"Who are you, why did you come to my former Jin Dynasty palace to make trouble. A martial artist stared at Zhao Feng with sharp eyes and asked sharply, although the other party had killed many soldiers, they had to figure out the reason for the matter.

A layer of wind spiritual power enveloped Zhao Jingfeng, causing Zhao Jingfeng to slowly fly up from the ground and confront the two Martial Sects in the air.

"I am a member of the Nanming Dynasty, and today, I want your former Jin Dynasty to pay a price for what you have done. Zhao Jingfeng said slowly, although his voice was flat, but his tone was full of indifference, and the strong killing intent was undisguised.

Hearing this, the two martial arts sects of the former Jin Dynasty looked at each other, their eyes were full of surprise, when did such a genius-like figure appear in the Southern Ming Dynasty? They had never even heard of it before.

Zhao Jingfeng didn't talk much nonsense, and with a grasp of the void in front of him with both hands, the two Fire Spirit Root Swords burning with Burning Sky Flames instantly condensed, and then turned into a fiery red light and shot towards the two Martial Sects on the opposite side.

The last two martial arts sects of the former Jin Dynasty didn't say much, and now they already knew that Zhao Jingfeng was a member of the Southern Ming Dynasty, so they all knew in their hearts that this battle was inevitable, either you died or I died, and at that moment, the two of them shot with all their strength without reservation, and sacrificed their natal soul treasure to slash at the sword of the fire spirit root that was shot.

With a loud roar, the sword of the Fire Spirit Root that Zhao Jingfeng had gathered was shattered, turning into a sky of flames that filled the air. The two martial arts sects of the former Jin Dynasty did not dodge or dodge, protected themselves with a layer of surging spiritual power on their bodies, and then rushed directly into the sea of fire and flew towards Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng was still suspended in the air expressionlessly, although the waves of fire in the sky engulfed the bodies of the two Martial Sects, but his divine sense was extremely powerful, and the whereabouts of the two Martial Sects were clearly imprinted into Zhao Jingfeng's mind like a picture.