The swordsman goes up to the castle tower.

Beside him were hundreds of tense guards of the inner court.

But this swordsman didn't bother to look at it, stepping on the void step by step, and walked down the city tower.

The moment the swordsman's feet hit the ground, the guards at the head of the city instantly fell to the ground, and their heads were in different places!

And what's even more terrifying is that on the neck where the head fell, there is not even a trace of blood!

The goal of the swordsman is very clear, that is, the main hall of the palace, the Fengtian Palace!

After passing the Chengtian Gate, walk on the dragon road.

Across in front of him were three thousand inner court guards!

Three thousand people drew their swords out of their sheaths at the same time, staring at the swordsman who stepped on the void and walked down the Chengtian Gate.

"Stop coming!!"

A member of the inner court guard walked out, and the long knife pointed directly at the white-clothed swordsman.

"Whoever stands in my way dies ......"

The swordsman raised his head, glanced at the three thousand ironclad warriors who were waiting for him, and said in a flat tone.

"Kill!!"

Although the inner court guard knew that he couldn't stop this swordsman, he still took the lead in sweeping the comers.

Behind him, three thousand ironclad warriors swept forward at the same time, and the momentum was huge!

Merely......

The swordsman was still unhurried towards the three thousand iron armor that rushed towards him, and even the sword was not even unsheathed.

When the inner court guard was still five steps away from the swordsman, the white-clothed swordsman's figure disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, the entire time and space of the Dragon Dao seemed to have stopped at this moment.

All the ironclad warriors maintained a forward stance, but they could no longer move a single bit.

After two breaths, behind the ironclad warrior, a white figure gradually condensed.

At the moment when the white-clothed swordsman's body condensed and formed, starting from the front row, three thousand iron armors fell to the ground one after another.

One person and one sword, in this forbidden place of the palace, it is like entering a no-man's land!

When the swordsman was in no hurry and walked towards the Fengtian Palace, dozens of figures rushed towards him outside the Chengtian Gate.

"Hey......"

Looking at the soldiers who fell to the ground and died on the city tower, Lu Xiaofeng sighed slightly.

"Let's go, don't miss this battle of the past and the present!"

Beside Lu Xiaofeng, a handsome man in green clothes stepped forward and gently patted Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder and said.

The man in Tsing Yi had a handsome face, and there was an innate free and easy aura in his expression.

It's a pity that his eyes don't have the slightest sparkle.

This person is another close friend of Lu Xiaofeng. Merry blind man, full of flowers!

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, and was about to sweep down the Chengtian Gate, but at this time, his footsteps paused slightly, and he looked outside the Chengtian Gate not far away.

As far as the eye could see, on the empty street, a black-clothed swordsman walked towards Chengtianmen without hurrying.

The person who came was dressed in black, and even the sword in his hand seemed to be integrated with the night.

Deadly swordsman. Yan Thirteen!!

Yan Shisan quietly came to the tower of Chengtianmen, but he did not rush to Fengtian Hall to watch the battle, nor did he pay attention to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou beside him.

Instead, after ascending to the top of the city, he held the pitch-black sword in his hand in his arms, and stared at the empty street outside the Chengtian Gate.

He was not interested in the decisive battle of the world that Hua Manlou said.

The reason why he came here was just to wait......

When his only opponent in his fate is attracted by this epic duel, he will appear in front of him!

Yan Shisan did not move like a mountain, and Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou were not in a hurry to leave.

The three of them stood strangely on the tower of Chengtianmen, without saying a word.

Time passed little by little, and the thick black clouds above the sky seemed to be torn apart by a force, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the world.

At this time, on the moonlit street, a man in a coarse cloth shirt appeared on the empty street.

The moment this man appeared, the saber in Yan Shisan's arms trembled violently.

"You're finally here......"

Yan Shisan looked at the man dressed as a small guy in front of him and said softly.

Although his words were soft, they couldn't hide the excitement in his tone.

"I'm here just to watch the sword."

The person in front of him who made Yan Shisan wait for so hard was the little guy named Aji that Lu Xiaofeng and Zhao Yu saw in Huixian Yaxu.

"Watching the sword is comparing swords, and the fact that you can come here today shows that you can't let go of the sword in your hand at all!"

After Yan Shisan finished speaking, he turned around and swept down the city tower and went straight to the Fengtian Temple.

His decisive battle with Xie Xiaofeng will not be in a hurry.

As long as he, Xie Xiaofeng, is still alive, his sword will not be lonely.

Watching Yan Shisan leave, Xie Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, and then nodded lightly to Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled indifferently, and the three of them also swept towards the Fengtian Palace.

And at this moment, the White Cloud City Lord, who was one person and one sword, had already arrived outside the Fengtian Palace.

Twenty-six wrestlers from the headquarters of the superintendent stood against their swords, staring at the swordsman who appeared in front of them with vigilance.

Zhao Yu parted the crowd, unhurriedly came to the front of the wrestlers of the prison headquarters, and glanced up and down at Ye Gucheng.

"It's still ......"

Zhao Yu looked the White Cloud City Lord up and down and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Gucheng frowned slightly.

He could sense the terrifying inner breath of the person in front of him, and he could also perceive the degree of condensation of the acupoints and veins around him.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fight for his life, his sword might not be able to pierce the body of the person in front of him!

Imperial Palace Ouchi, when did such a master of cultivation come out?

The difference between Yu Ye Gucheng and Ye Gucheng was that the reason why Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief was because after seeing Ah Fa, this kid, he was afraid that the so-called sword god was not as handsome and chic as they imagined for a small people like them.

If you really come to the West Gate of the Mediterranean Sea to blow snow, and then come to Ye Gucheng with a dog skin plaster on his face, Zhao Yu Bacheng will jump to his feet and scold his mother directly!

Luckily, everything is as good as expected......

"The One Who Stands in My Way......"

"Please!"

Without waiting for Ye Gucheng to finish speaking, Zhao Yu, who was directly opposite, turned sideways and made a gesture of please.

Not to mention the Lux behind him, even Ye Gucheng was blinded!

What does this mean?

"Move your legs and feet, let one ......"

Zhao Yu turned around and waved his hand at the supervisor behind him, signaling them to get out of the way.

"You...... Don't block? ”

Ye Gucheng is a little blindsided, compared with the previous two groups of inner court guards, this guy in front of him is too disrespectful, right?

"What am I stopping you for? I think my life is long! ”

Zhao Yuyi rolled his eyes, waved his hand at Ye Gucheng impatiently, and signaled to hurry up!

Ye Gucheng, who was confused, swept past more than 20 people from the headquarters of the superintendent, until his figure landed on the Fengtian Palace, and he didn't understand what this commander was singing......

Lu Xiaofeng and others who came later took in this scene.

"Hehe, this guy ......"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Yu in armor, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

From the moment he learned that Zhao Yu was sent to guard the Fengtian Temple, Lu Xiaofeng was thinking about how Zhao Yu would resolve this crisis.

But even if he broke his head, he didn't expect Zhao Yu to be so single!

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