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The wind and snow cracked through it, and it was cut by the sword, as if the sky was like white paper, and it was cut with a scar.

Liao Changkong stepped on the sword light from this crack in heaven and earth, and flew out, his clothes fluttering, and his green clothes were like jade.

Whoa!

The water of the lake was choppy, and it was urged by the residual power of the sword, and it surged towards both sides of the river, revealing the muddy and dark sediment at the bottom of the lake that was originally hidden under the deep lake.

Collapse!

The boat in the middle of the lake was cut off by the blade of the sword and planted downward.

The lake had already been pushed away by the sword's edge, so when the painting boat was overturned, it fell straight down, smashing deep into the mud and sand.

The emperor has not cultivated himself, and he is far inferior to the strong man who even works in the field, and his body has long been hollowed out by wine. When the painting boat was cut off, the deck shook violently, and the emperor fell to the ground with his legs limp, leaning on his back, dancing with his hands, like a turtle looking up to the sky, unable to turn over no matter what.

Originally, many beauties who were surrounded by the emperor, singing and dancing, and thousands of charming beauties, saw Liao Changkong attacking, they had already been on guard one by one, and when the sword blade cut off the painting boat, these beauties cast gorgeous ice spells one by one, while protecting themselves, they flew back in all directions.

Although there are many beauties, there is no one to protect the emperor's thoughtfulness, facing the sword cultivator Liao Changkong of the Divine Soul Realm to the west, they only care about the snow in front of the door, which cares about the frost on the tiles of others. As for the lonely one who fell to the bottom of the lake with the painting boat, whether it was the emperor or the commoner, whether it was a eunuch or a normal man or woman, it was no longer in the scope of these beauties' considerations.

Monsters are monsters after all!

Even if he was subdued by the people of the Xianmen with the dragon descending technique and served by the emperor's side, at the critical moment, the first consideration of the monster was his own safety.

After all, Liao Changkong's sword is infinitely powerful.

Jiuchong Mountain's original Taoist immortal method, the void condensation sword technique, the power is vast!

Jian Feng tore through the wind and snow, tore the Pinghu Lake, cut off the painting boat, castrated, and went straight to the other side of the Pinghu Lake, cutting hundreds of ancient trees that had accumulated frost and snow in the winter and lost all the leaves, and cut them to ashes.

Although Liao Changkong's talent is strong, after all, he has just obtained the original Void Condensing Sword Technique, and only some time ago did he attract the Heavenly Thunder Irrigation Body, break through the level of Xianmen monks, and reach the Divine Soul Realm.

Liao Changkong withdrew the Cold Absolute Sword, the sword qi around him swished, and there were hundreds of sword lights around her when he turned around, surrounding her in a circle.

She held the sword in her hand, pinched the trick in one hand, and in the sword light around her, a sword qi was separated, like a long rainbow through the sun, chasing and killing the frost demons who were scattered and fled.

With a shout, many frost demons were all slashed by the blade.

Liao Changkong flew away, grabbed an injured frost demon in the air, and then killed the other frost demons.

"I haven't seen you for many years, Senior Sister Liao is still so murderous. ”

Gu Mufeng shook his head slightly, and was about to speak, but saw that Hengjiang had already flown out, straight to the place where the painting boat broke and fell.

At this moment, the lake that had been pushed away by the power of the sword blade before, lost the support of Liao Changkong's sword power, and retreated again, rushed into the center of the lake, and helped the painting boat that was broken into two and fell to the bottom of the lake.

When the boat was hit by the water, it trembled violently and jolted.

The emperor lying on the deck was like a shrimp in a hot pot, jumped three or five times, and finally lay on the deck, and when the half-section of the painting boat gradually floated up, he grabbed a rope that fell beside him, so that he was not thrown out.

"It's dangerous! I'm almost dead!"

The emperor was shocked, wiping the sweat on his face with the sleeves of his dragon robe, but saw that there was no one around, only a sword cultivator in green clothes, standing high in the air with a sword. The emperor wanted to ask Liao Changkong for help, but saw that although Liao Changkong was so good-looking, his face was full of murderous energy, and he obviously couldn't be easily provoked.

Just when the emperor didn't know what to do, Hengjiang performed the blue sky and the moon technique, walked against the wind, and flew towards the painting boat.

The emperor saw that although Hengjiang was expressionless, but his whole body exuded an elegant atmosphere, like those famous people who read poetry and books, were erudite and talented, and had the world in their hearts, and worried about the country and the people, so he raised his hand, waved the sleeves of his wide dragon robe, and shouted to Hengjiang: "Come and save the driver!"

"Faint King!"

Hengjiang galloped over, grabbed the emperor's collar, carried the emperor in his hand like a chicken, and galloped towards the shore of the lake.

When the emperor saw that the shore of the lake was getting closer and closer, he only felt that he would not die in great calamity, and that he would have a good fortune, so he grinned and said, "Hahaha...... If you don't have an official position, I will give you a big official, if you have an official position, I will give you an official position. ”

Smack!

Hengjiang's backhand was two slaps and slapped the emperor in the face.

The emperor was pampered, the skin and flesh on his face were extremely delicate, and there was a lot of meat, and he was slapped in the face by Hengjiang's vicious two slaps, and suddenly even the gums were cracked, and the whole face was swollen high.

A moment later, Yokoe had flown to the shore.

"Sure enough, it's a faint one!"

Fu Xiangyang followed, looked at the emperor, shook his head in disappointment, and said, "My junior brother is walking against the wind, and he is obviously from the Xianmen. Although you are wearing a dragon robe, you are only a secular emperor, and you actually said that you want to give my junior brother an official and give him an official and a knight, which is simply stupid!"

At this time, the emperor suddenly woke up, but he still argued: "I am by no means a faint king! In the decades since I succeeded to the throne, I have been diligent in government and loving the people, the Middle-earth Empire has prospered, the world is thriving, the state taxes have increased several times, the country is rich and the people are strong, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, how can I be a faint king?"

"Taxes?"

Hengjiang muttered to himself, asked in a low voice, and then his eyes were cold, and his backhand was two slaps, hitting the emperor in the face. The emperor bent down in pain, only to feel a sweet taste of scarlet in his mouth, and when he opened his mouth to spit out, he spat out a mouthful full of blood, which was also mixed with many teeth.

"You!"

The emperor covered his mouth and looked at Hengjiang, wanting to say something more, but finally closed his mouth and did not dare to say a word.

Hengjiang didn't bother to pay attention to the emperor, waved his hand to perform the master's exorcism technique, and released more than a dozen Dharma Protector Generals, and in a short time, the Dharma Protector God General would come to report and guide Hengjiang in a direction.

Hengjiang nodded to Fu Xiangyang, mentioned the emperor, followed the protector general who led the way in front, and strode away.

The Middle-earth Empire, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

How many people are there in the country?

The area of the palace is very large, and there are countless palaces and buildings in the palace, and I don't know how many exquisite and gorgeous houses and attics have been built, and I don't know how many people and material resources have been spent.

The protector god will be trained by the Yin soldiers, and he will be born to pass through the wall, and he will naturally pass through the wall when he encounters the wall.

Yokoe followed behind the Dharma Protector General, and like the Yin soldiers, he went on a rampage. Although he can also perform the wall-piercing technique, he doesn't bother to pay attention to such trivial things, and goes straight to the palace directly, rampage, I don't know how many palace buildings have been damaged, making the emperor feel a pain in his flesh, but he doesn't dare to say more.

The emperor already knew that the three immortal monks who came to the palace today did not take him seriously at all, and they would definitely not care about his life or death. His only concern was whether he would survive today.

"Faint King, it's really Faint King!"

Fu Xiangyang remembered that he had many children in his family, and he was an official in the court, so he shook his head even more.

When the emperor saw that Fu Xiangyang had a kind face, he argued and said, "I am not a faint king!"

Fu Xiangyang sneered: "If you weren't a faint king, why didn't you even bring a few guards, and drank and had fun in the lake with some women? If you brought some martial arts masters with you, when the lake just dried up and the painting boat broke, how could you be so embarrassed like a lost dog?"

The emperor's eyes darkened, and he was speechless.

However, after all, this person has been an emperor for decades, commanding civil and military officials, shepherding and guarding all the people, and he is used to sitting in a high position, even if he is a faint monarch, he is not completely useless, he rolled his eyes a few times, then he took it to heart, and said: "I am the national teacher of the Middle-earth Empire, and I am also a person from the Immortal Gate, and I am still a master of the soul." Please also ask the three of you to look at the face of the national teacher......"

"National teacher?"

Hengjiang smiled and said, "Jumping clown, can I protect you?"

The emperor was silent for a while, gritted his teeth, and said: "When the national teacher entered the court and promised me to protect the Middle-earth Empire, he also went to the Xuanming Dojo in person and got the permission of the Xuanming Dojo. Because of this, I also had some friendship with the cultivators in the Xuanming Dojo. Please also look at the face of the Xuanming Dojo......"

"I'm a disciple of the Xuanming Dojo!"

Hengjiang's eyes were cold, and he waved his hand and slapped the emperor in the face, saying, "You are such a fool, and you are also worthy of using the face of my Xuanming Dojo?"

The Emperor coughed up blood again and spat out a few teeth.

At this moment, his mouth was full of teeth, all of which had been interrupted, and when he breathed, there was a leaky sound. He didn't dare to say more, and even closed his eyes, for fear that Hengjiang would see the resentment in his eyes, and then have murderous thoughts because of this, so that he would die here immediately. After being beaten so many times, the emperor also had a different idea in his heart, thinking about why Hengjiang treated him like this, but he didn't understand it after thinking about it, and only said secretly: "I don't know this Xuanming Dojo disciple, I have no grievances in the past, and I have no hatred in the near future, why is he so hostile to me, and he slaps me at every turn? Although I am a son of heaven, I am just a mortal, he is a master of the immortal sect, and the immortal road is immeasurable, why does he treat me so badly indiscriminately and without asking the reason?"

The wind and snow in the air are gradually decreasing.

A crack opened in the clouds, and there was even a ray of sunlight, shining from the clouds and sprinkling into the imperial city. Yokoe didn't want the protector god to be burned by the yang energy of the sun, so he collected the exorcism spell. Now there is no need for the Dharma Protector to lead the way, and a seven-story tower has appeared in front of him.

This tower is pitch black throughout, the top of the tower hangs on the feet, hangs a long flag, the banner is drawn with a strange pattern, like a ghost painting charm, a look at it feels strange and unpredictable.