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Countless scorching raindrops crackled and fell, but none of them fell on Chen Wangbo, who frowned lightly.

A few zhang in the sky above the master, a colorful rainbow suddenly erected.

This was originally a miracle of nature, and it was originally a beautiful scenery that could only appear after the rain.

But at this moment, just above the Zhiwuya Divine Palace in Zhongnan Mountain, a long rainbow cut off the high sky.

The scorching raindrops were like arrows, and when they encountered the Hongqiao, they turned into white gas. From a distance, the outer edge of the Changhong that lies across the sky is floating with boundless white mist.

Further up were the nine dragons that flew over and galloped.

The golden armor is dignified, but the master is upright.

Far away in the sky, the deafening sound was still heard.

"Chen Wangbo, give up resistance, otherwise you will end up like Duan Qianhua. ”

When the master heard Duan Qianhua's name, his brows condensed, and the aura on his body suddenly surged.

The rainbow bridge trembled violently and rapidly.

Circle after circle of colorful light waves, under the urging of the master's boundless vitality, approached the divine dragon above the sky at an unimaginable speed.

And within the semi-circular arc of this rainbow bridge, a divine sword shining with golden light was shining.

The Master's sword was unsheathed for the first time.

No one had ever seen Chen Wangbo's sword, and they hadn't even heard of it.

Looking at the sword shining in the rainbow bridge, like a divine dragon, no matter who cultivates, it can be seen that it is a sword element.

And that mysterious sword element is condensing the strongest and greatest sword intent in this heaven and earth.

Nine giant dragons circled and flew up in an instant, retreating for hundreds of miles in the sky.

The master stared at the sword yuan he sent out under the Hongqiao, and his heart was slightly astringent.

This is also a grinding gun. After throwing away the wine gourd, he exhausted himself for a few days and practiced in a hurry.

However, hearing the name of his old friend still shook his heart. He looked up at the nine giant dragons scurrying around from time to time in the dark clouds of deep space, and said in a loud voice, "Where is Duan Qianhua?"

There was a buzz in the sky, and a voice came slowly.

"Duan Qianhua and my Dragon Domain, just in the snowy mountains he broke into back then, without my help, every season he spends, his realm falls down a level. ”

The Master's face was cloudy, and he didn't believe it.

Yueyue looked at the depths of the sky and sent out her divine sense, but she couldn't see anything except the dark clouds in the sky.

Qiu Feng's eyes widened, all the vitality was mobilized, and his divine sense traveled thousands of miles, only to barely see the dragon scale armor shining with cold brilliance in the sky.

Before the master's sword really made a move, it made this supposedly extremely powerful Dragon Domain master retreat thousands of miles!

Submerging all his divine consciousness into the sky and orbiting in the vast universe, the Master did not capture the true location of this Dragon Domain master.

Similarly, from such a distance, the powerhouse in the Dragon Domain couldn't be sure where Chen Wangbo was standing.

However, he can rely on the direction he saw when he just landed at the top of the mountain to find the best time to strike.

However, he didn't have the confidence to pass his sword qi through the heavy rainbow bridge.

The master of the Dragon Domain is in the sky, and he knows where the talented master stands, which can be said to take advantage of the time and place.

"Are you Tan Tuo?" asked the master in a condensed voice.

"Hahaha!" a wild laugh came from above.

"You can't even sense the breath of the deity!

Another burst of fierce laughter.

The rainbow bridge above the master's head suddenly deformed in laughter.

It seems that this burst of wild laughter with the vitality above the nine heavens has tightly pressed the Rainbow Bridge.

The laughter of the person in the sky suddenly disappeared, and a thick voice said: "The deity is the Dragon Sword Emperor, and now the Lord of the Dragon Domain. ”

When the master heard this, he suddenly raised his head and said with a strange smile: "It turned out that Duan Qianhua and Meng Taixu were defeated! But you dare to covet the Tianhe Catalogue of the Divine Palace, and you are not afraid of the Heavenly Dao sanctions?"

The voice said: "The way of heaven? The deity is the way of heaven! The "Atlas of the Heavenly River" records the secrets of my dragon domain and the mysteries of the way of heaven, and if the deity does not take it away from the world, it will inevitably harm it for thousands of years. ”

Chen Wangbo said in a loud voice: "The way of heaven is long, and it will last forever! You have gone against the heavens and practiced your own way of heaven, which is simply arrogant and shameless! You know that the "Tianhe Catalogue" is specially left to deal with arrogant people like you!"

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Chang'an is located in the northwest, which was originally more drought, and such heavy rain in spring is extremely rare.

In this heavy rain, the people closed their doors, hiding in their houses and chanting "Spring rain is as expensive as oil".

But how could they know that in this heavy rain, there was an extremely fierce battle going on in the Chang'an Palace, the yamen of various departments, on the Qujiang Pond, in the Furong Garden, and on the not too far away Zhongnan Mountain.

There are soldiers, prime ministers, martial artists, cultivators, and people of all identities who are involved in the whirlpool of battles around the imperial dynasty.

On Suzaku Street, the hussar general Yao Changqi personally commanded 20,000 elite soldiers, braved the heavy rain, and marched towards the strict palace.

The mighty general looked at the gloomy sky and couldn't stop his heart surging.

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In the sky above the Hibiscus Garden, the second round of arrow rain was even more violent.

He Bikong's expression was solemn, and even Bai Yunsheng, a master of the Heavenly Sword Sect's "Four Divine Realms" who Zhu Xiaoque called his uncle, had a gloomy face.

This time, the arrow feather was extremely aggressive, and the whistling arrow sound seemed to be the Yangtze River bursting the embankment, and the momentum was extremely majestic.

The white horse sword sent out by He Bikong was driven by the strong wind brought by the feather arrows flying into the air, and it was swaying, like a boat in the sea.

The vigorous vitality on the sword was also quickly dissipated by the arrow wind.

There were countless huge black weights in the sea of consciousness of the Great Sword Master, and they slammed into each other.

Lu Yanyou stepped forward in front of His Majesty the Emperor and said in a low voice: "These feathered arrows are popped out through the bowstring, and then pushed by the cultivators with vast vitality, and they are violent, and the arrow cluster is even fed with poison!"

Li Longji's face changed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "They are going to die." ”

Between the dialogue between the monarch and the minister, the arrow of the cloud feather had already flown over.

He Bikong's sea of knowledge was blurred, as if he had been slammed by something invisible, and his body suddenly crashed backwards.

Seeing that this great swordsman of Yan Zhiguo was exhausted and his sea of knowledge was shattered, he was about to crash into the hard wall, Ma Jianghan leaned over and hugged him.

At this moment, an overwhelming force came from He Bikong's body, and the vitality emitted by Ma Jianghan quickly forced back into the meridians, and the two injured cultivators landed at the same time.

They quickly got up, struggling to repair the damaged meridian qi sea with the intention that they could not be extinguished.

Lu Yanyou didn't speak, looking at the two of them's rapidly darkened faces, and sighed deeply.

The sleeves of Bai Yunsheng's robe swelled like a drum, and Ye Mufeng's robe was in the wind.

The two cultivators unleashed their flying swords at the same time.

Bai Yunsheng's Baiyun Sword drew a dazzling eye circle, but Ye Mufeng's Qingyun Dao Sword was a blue sword qi.

It was as if white clouds were permeating the black mountains, and like blue lightning splitting the boundless dense forest.

Boundless feathers are falling.

The cloud-like arrow feathers that relied on the cultivators' control were finally destroyed under the sword qi of the two cultivators.

The debris of the arrows that fell on the ground, when it was washed by the heavy rain, suddenly emitted countless blue lights, and green smoke came out repeatedly.

A fishy smell permeated the room.

No matter how heavy the rain is, the taste still doesn't diminish.

However, the Black Skull Monk is dead, and his witch Gu poison cannot continue to work under the control of his own vitality, and when he suddenly falls to the ground, the poison gas has already dissipated.

Qujiang Pond is blood-red.

I don't know whose blood actually stained the river red.

On the periphery of the field, the Imperial Forest Army, which stood like a mountain in the heavy rain, saw that the masters around the emperor were seriously damaged, and under the command of Chang Yuankai, they cut down the fence and swarmed in.

Just as the Imperial Guards with their weapons held high rushed in like a flood, five hundred guards who were lying in ambush in the shadows, ready to attack, descended from the sky.

Dressed in light armor, they were like a solid embankment, quickly cutting off the royal guards who were rushing to His Majesty the Emperor. (To be continued.) )