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There is no doubt that the life-and-death duel between Han Fei and Yun Yue is the most sensational thing in Yanjing Shengjing during this time, and even the limelight of the engagement between His Majesty the Emperor and the son of the patriarch of the Dongfang family has been overshadowed, although on the surface it is only a battle between the children of the two families, but everyone understands the conflict of forces represented behind it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the result of the duel definitely shocked many people, Yun Clan's Yun Yue died on the Tiger Ridge, and even the legendary Lingwu Dragon Slaying Giant Sword that represented the honor of the family became Han Fei's trophy, such a result made many people really difficult to accept.

But more people's eyes were on the Yun family, no one thought that the Yun family would swallow this breath hard, the nobles in Yanjing were speculating what kind of retaliation and counterattack the Yun family and the Yun fanatics would make, and how the Han family and the Lei family and other supporting forces would respond, the situation in Yanjing was changing, countless people were waiting, and the undercurrents were stirring silently.

In such a rather strange atmosphere, the Yun family remained silent, but this silence was more like the tranquility before the storm, once it broke out, it would definitely set off an incomparably huge storm!

Shengjing, Yun Clan's Mansion, Wuhun Tower.

In the room on the highest floor of the tower, the Yun Maniac, the soul of the Yun family, stood in front of a wooden platform, quietly looking at Yun Yue's corpse that was placed on it.

Yun Yue was changed into a white samurai uniform, his lifeless face was blue and white, a pair of stubborn and proud eyes were closed forever, and the scars on his face were carefully sewn with needles and threads, making it look more like a repaired doll.

The cloud maniac seemed to be dozens of years pale, his face no longer had a terrifying look, and the lion's eyes revealed a light of hatred and resentment, mixed with a trace of untraceable remorse.

The corpse was parked here for two days, and he stood by it for two whole days, guarding the last journey for his beloved descendants.

A few meters behind the Cloud Maniac, there was also an old gray-clothed mage, and the badge he wore on his chest showed that he was not only an eighth-order ** master who had stepped into the god rank, but also a royal mage!

"Old friend, the lost can never be recovered, look at it!" said the gray-clothed mage with a sigh.

Hearing the mage's words, the Cloud Maniac slowly turned around, his expression completely calmed, and he said lightly, "Night Darkness, are you here on behalf of Your Majesty?"

"Yes, I brought His Majesty's will, but more so as the advice of a friend. The gray-clothed mage said calmly: "You have lost your most beloved child, of course I can understand your feelings, but you must not forget your responsibility as a god-level powerhouse, and don't forget the covenant of the gods..."

"What's more, the established balance of the empire cannot be broken!"

"The responsibility of the god-level powerhouse, the balance of the empire..."The cloud madman smiled coldly, his eyes became extremely cold: "What about my Yue'er's life?

The surrounding temperature dropped to freezing point suddenly, and the murderous aura emanating from the cloud maniac enveloped the entire room, under the pressure of such an aura, the gray-clothed mage's expression did not move at all: "This is a challenge that Yun Yue took the initiative to make, the duel between him and Han Fei has been witnessed by the Templars, and there is nothing unfair about it. ”

Yun Maniac's eyes became more and more cold: "So, Your Majesty is on the side of the Han family?"

"The position of the Imperial Family and His Majesty has never changed..."The gray-clothed mage said in a deep voice, "It is the same whether it is the Han Clan or the Yun Clan!"

"I see..."The Cloud Maniac's face became extremely indifferent, and the murderous aura that permeated the room suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he said lightly: "I'm very tired now..."

This is undoubtedly an eviction order, the gray-clothed mage nodded and said: "Then I'll go first, old friend, you have a good rest, the empire can't live without you, and the Yun family can't do without you." ”

After a moment's hesitation, the gray-clothed mage said again: "Your dragon slaying greatsword, I think I can convince that little guy to send it back..."

"Ten thousand dragon slaying giant swords can't get back my Yue Er's life, and my Yun clan doesn't need any sympathy and mercy!" Yun Maniac said coldly, rejecting the gray-clothed mage's suggestion without hesitation: "My dragon slaying giant sword is not something that anyone can control, leave it to him for burial!"

The gray-clothed mage sighed, shook his head, and turned to leave.

After the Yun Maniac watched him leave, his gaze fell back on Yun Yue's corpse, and a terrifying cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Han Fei..."

With a wave of his hand, the entire wooden platform and Yun Yue's body were suddenly wrapped in burning flames, and the blood-colored firelight reflected an extremely hideous face!

At the same time, Tulip Castle, the underground space of the Lord's Palace.

In the fragrant suite, Emperor Yewu, who was wearing a purple dress, lazily leaned on the cashmere sofa specially made by Shengjing Chunyuefang, holding a crystal glass containing Yin Red Wine in his slender hand, and the touching appearance of his red lips made Han Fei, who was sitting opposite her, feel his heart skip a beat.

"What is this?" she asked, glancing at the sandalwood box resting on the desk, with some curiosity.

Han Fei rubbed his nose and said with a wry smile: "This is the trophy I obtained from the life-and-death duel with Yun Clan Yun Yue, a legendary-level spirit weapon, but I can't control the weapon spirit in it, you can see if there is any way, if you like it, I can give it to you!"

In the battle with Yun Yue, Han Fei's Mo Knife was completely destroyed, and he didn't have a suitable weapon at hand for the time being, of course he wanted to take this legendary spirit weapon for himself, but after several efforts, he was never able to subdue the weapon spirit in the giant sword.

And if he couldn't master the machine spirit, this legendary spirit martial could only be an extremely sharp sword, and he couldn't exert its true power at all, so he could only find the powerful Night Martial Emperor to think of a way.

It was certainly a pleasure to kill Yun Yue, but Han Fei couldn't help but be wary of the Yun Clan's revenge, with this legendary weapon in hand, his strength would definitely be greatly enhanced.

"Legendary Lingwu?" Emperor Yewu was stunned for a moment, she sat up straight, put down the wine glass and opened the lid of the box, and the dragon slaying giant sword contained in the box was immediately revealed, carrying a murderous sword glow!

Woo!~ In the case of no one controlling it, this giant sword actually trembled violently in the box, making an unwilling trembling sound, and the sword became more and more vigorous!

Seeing this situation, the Night Martial Emperor snorted coldly, she stretched out her snow-jade-like slender hand and held the giant sword, and easily held the dragon slaying giant sword in her hand.

The trembling and sword rays suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the small hand of the Night Martial Emperor formed an extremely sharp contrast with the nearly two-meter-long giant sword.

Emperor Night Martial nodded, and a divine light flashed in his beautiful eyes: "A very good sword, although it is not as good as my frost sorrow, but it is not far behind." The spirit in this sword carries the imprint of the soul of a god-level powerhouse, and with your ability, you really can't erase this imprint, but you have found the right person. ”

"Looking at the entire continent, I'm afraid there are not many people who can help you erase your imprint, although I have lost my own body, but the power of the divine soul has not declined a lot, let me try it first!"

"That's great!" Han Fei said happily.

"It's just that in this way, you will completely offend that Yun Clan's god-level powerhouse, and try not to leave the castle in the future. Emperor Yewu changed his words and said: "With me and Lao Wei here, relying on the protection and attack array here, even if he comes, he won't be able to please him, if you are the only one..."

Han Fei nodded, and said with a smile: "I will kill all people, if you offend, you will be offended to the end! I have now been promoted to the top level of the sky, when this matter is over, we will go to the abyss world together to experience and break through the god level, and at that time we will naturally have nothing to fear!"

"That's right, this is the real warrior boy!" There was a hint of appreciation in the eyes of the Night Martial Emperor: "I am now a Priest of Light, and I am cultivating mana, this giant sword is useless to me, so you should keep it for yourself." Now I will erase the soul brand of this sword for you, but there is one more thing you must know, legendary weapons are generally exclusive to the god level, and very few sky-level warriors can master the legendary spirit martial arts, whether you can successfully control it completely, it depends on your own ability!"

"Of course," Han Fei smiled.

"Follow me..."Emperor Night Martial stood up and walked out with the Dragon Slaying Giant Sword.

Together, the two of them went to another large room in the underground space, which was the core of the entire underground space.

The housekeeper Lao Wei was studying a formation diagram next to him, and when he saw the two of them coming, he hurriedly saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, master!"

There is no doubt that in Lao Wei's mind, I am afraid that the Night Martial Emperor is more prestigious than Han Fei, the master.

Emperor Yewu bowed his head slightly and said, "Lao Wei, you help me open the Spirit Gathering Array, I need to use the power of the Spirit Array!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" replied the old man respectfully.

The Night Martial Emperor took Han Fei to stand in the center of the Spirit Array, she held the giant sword in her hand and closed her eyes in contemplation, and after a while, she opened her eyes and said, "Wait a minute, after I erase the brand, you must immediately carry out Divine Soul Control, there is only one chance, if the weapon spirit fails to attack or self-destruct, I can't help you!"

Han Fei nodded solemnly, Emperor Night Martial waved his hand, and the housekeeper Lao Wei, who was standing outside the formation, immediately raised his staff, and obscure spells muttered out of his mouth, and the huge spirit array buried deep in the ground was activated.

Above the magic circle, the spirit crystals embedded in the eyes of each array suddenly burst into brilliance, and pieces of dazzling spiritual power light curtains slowly rose, enveloping Han Fei and the Night Martial Emperor in it!

(To be continued)