The night of Di'an City is prosperous, Longping River, Jiuqu Lane, Mei Gui Fong, these sleepless streets can be bustling every night can go straight to the sky, but in the final analysis, this prosperity is only for a very small number of people in Di'an City, most of the people have nothing to do with these prosperity, they still live like a farmer in the countryside Sunrise, sunset life.

When the white light reflected the sky, the window lattices were bright because of the brilliance, and the people who slept in a daze only thought that the new day of the sun had come out, and endured exhaustion and got out of bed and dressed, ready to start a new day's work.

It's just that when they pushed open the door and saw the scenery above the dark night sky, a cry of surprise or anger sounded in every corner of Di'an City.

It was still dark outside, but under the darkness was a scene they had never seen in their lives.

On snowy nights, there will also be thunder.

Snowflakes can also be burned.

Rumbling thunder came from the clouds, the wind under the clouds was like a waterfall, the snow was like a sea, and a sea of fire was formed in the sky because of a spell, reflecting the entire city of Di'an as if it were day.

As soon as the light in the sky began, it almost attracted the attention of everyone in Di'an City.

Most of them are people who have just woken up from a dream, but there are also many cultivators.

However, these cultivators looked at the vision under the heavenly dome and were not much better than those people, they could only vaguely sense the Qi machine in Di'an City through the surrounding Yuan Qi, and it seemed that there was a great power to fight on it.

After a brief silence, noise and chaos gradually began to spread within the city.

But before the chaos began, it was stopped by the red streamers that dragged through the sky.

"Tonight's curfew, those who leave the house without permission will be killed!"

"After a quarter of an hour, those who stay in the market, behead!"

"Those who dare to try to cause trouble and be thieves, behead!"

Through the communication wafer, the school field of the Alien Beast Division under the City Defense Division has already begun to act, and the red flying ducks quickly swept through the sky, and a deep voice resounded in the low sky of Di'an.

And as the birds swept by, the gatehouses of the barracks in Di'an had been opened, and with the sound of heavy hooves, the iron cavalry soldiers on duty rushed out and carried out the second round of street clearing along the street.

The military horn was sounded, the military academy on duty entered the post, the sleeping soldiers were awakened and began to assemble urgently, and the violent organs belonging to Di'an City began to operate in an orderly manner when the crisis came.

This is the city of Di'an.

This is the safest imperial capital in the Great Flames!

Taking in everything below, Emperor Sean hid under his robes and his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

He had read the letters sent by the crown prince from the island country back to the mainland of the empire, and he also knew that there was such a huge dynasty called Great Yan entrenched on the side of the island country.

However, in those letters, there was not much information about the Great Yan Dynasty, and most of it came from the oral accounts of the captured island soldiers.

And summarizing the descriptions of those captives to Da Yan, you can only get four words,

Like a god.

Even after a hundred years of raids, these island people still don't know the geometry of the Great Yan Dynasty's national strength.

No matter how well their plans to land on the sea were, as long as they wanted to establish a long-term gathering place in the coastal corner of the Great Yan Dynasty, an invincible army would appear and easily push them into the sea.

He had thought it was an exaggeration, an exaggeration by the islanders to paralyze them, but tonight, it didn't seem to be a lie.

Not only because of these low-level sergeants, and the spell patterns above the sky that are so huge that there is no end in sight, but also because of the terrifying aura that lurks in the shadows.

Ever since he appeared, there had been four terrifying auras in the Imperial Capital of the Yan Dynasty that had cast peeping glances at him.

And, that's just on the surface.

Hidden in the shadows, those who have not shown their breath may still have a hand.

His eyes were lowered, and Emperor Sean's thoughts flashed for a moment, and it was only for this moment of distraction, and a green sword blade came close to him.

The blade of the sword was as white as snow, and it crossed the sea of fire, as if it had merged with the surrounding snow.

Emperor Sean frowned slightly, and subconsciously leaned back.

And Jing Yuan just simply picked up, and he was already unavoidable.

A delicate filament of the sword broke through the light around Emperor Sean's body, slashed across the side of his face, and picked off his robe and hat, and his blonde hair scattered in the wind like a waterfall, revealing the angular face like a god beneath him.

Feng Jiuxuan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and looked at this emperor from a foreign land with his sword, and his narrow eyes shot a very cold look:

"The second time."

This was the second time that the exotic emperor had been distracted in a battle with him, and the second time he had left him alone.

Emperor Sean glanced at the white-clothed Yan man who had collected his sword, silently raised his hand to wipe the golden blood oozing from his cheek, and with a wave of his hand, the golden blood fell into the dark Di'an City with the wind and snow.

He met his gaze in a faint voice:

"Opportunity is given to you, but you don't want it.

"Also, I didn't let you."

"Master, that man is injured."

Ran Qingmo's black and bright beautiful eyes didn't blink, and his voice was crisp: "But it seems to be because he was distracted." ”

Ran Jianli shook his head as he held the hilt of the giant sword:

"It's not distraction, it's vigilance, that person is guarding Di'an's protective array, and he is also guarding other saints in the city."

This saint from Xi'an was on guard while fighting with Feng Jiuxuan, and it was only after more than ten moves that he was bruised by the sword qi for the first time.

This man is strong.

While thinking about it, Ran Jianli's grip on the hilt of the giant sword suddenly loosened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

No, it seems like a trap.

This Sien Saint is using Feng Jiuxuan's pride to bury a pit for him, it seems that this Sian Saint has nothing to be proud of.

Thinking in his heart, Ran Jianli shook his head lightly again.

However, in such a situation, you must do everything to win a chance to win.

As soon as Ran Jianli's thoughts flashed, he saw that the sea of fire above the heavenly dome was instantly extinguished, and in its place was countless surging silks, like a breeze, like a swimming dragon constantly fluttering in the wind and snow.

The sudden change made Ran Qingmo's eyes reveal a touch of incomprehension:

"Master, what are those silks?"

Ran Jianli didn't answer immediately.

With Ran Qingmo's cultivation, he could only see the silk-like streamers that surrounded Emperor Xi'en and Feng Jiuxuan, but he was also a saint and could see it clearly.

Those ribbons were similar to the composition of Saint Source Energy, and they looked smooth on them, but the inside was densely engraved with various pattern spells, and these flying pattern spells had firmly encircled Feng Jiuxuan in the middle.

These spells were somewhat similar to their Great Flame formations, but the principles were fundamentally different.

The Great Flame Formation needs to be engraved on the entity, and what this Sian Saint condenses is completely an energy body.

Thinking in his heart, Ran Jianli moved slightly from the hand holding the giant sword, as if he was transposing himself to the enemy in his heart.

If he was in Feng Jiuxuan's place, how would he break the game.

Greatsword sword skills to try to cut through these semblems?

Or do you want to expand the Dao domain directly?

Just thinking about it, Ran Jianli suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and his eyes suddenly moved up as he looked at those ribbons, and finally landed on the clouds that kept falling snow.

And then

His eyes, which had been calm and relaxed, suddenly became extremely solemn.

Above the clouds, it was also engraved with a spell.

The snow petals that drifted down from there already had a little more divine brilliance.

"Huh"

It seems to be surprised, it seems to be admired.

There was a hint of excitement on Ran Jianli's wrinkled face.

There are actually only two things he wants to do when he appears in the Prime Minister's Mansion tonight.

First, protect your precious apprentices.

Second, investigate the changes in the Prime Minister's Mansion with your own eyes.

But now,

Suddenly there was one more thing he wanted to do.

He wanted to go up and slaughter the Sean Saint with his own hands.

He Ran Jianli is not a martial arts idiot, but he also enjoys the pleasure of fighting with the same strong people.

But unfortunately, he hadn't felt this exhilaration.

As he grew older, as his cultivation grew, and his status continued to improve, his every move gradually began to represent a lot of things.

I remember the last time I fought hands-on, it was already when he was in the realm of metamorphosis.

After breaking through the realm of saints, Ran Jian had not moved with anyone for more than thirty years.

The pleasure and revenge of his youth, and the thrill of wandering between life and death have been almost forgotten by the years, and now there is such an opportunity in front of him, how can it not be exciting?

Ran Jianli's breathing was slightly tight, his strong body trembled slightly, and he subconsciously clenched the giant sword in front of him.

"Hum—"

The giant sword in his hand seemed to sense his master's mood, and let out a thick sword groan!

The heavy sword groan spread and swept out, and the entire Xiangfu suddenly flew sand and stones!

And after sensing this Qi machine, Ran Jianli immediately came back to his senses and tried to calm the boiling mood in his chest.

As the master of the Sect Alliance, as the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, he needs to be reasonable.

Although the shot is above board and has the righteousness that belongs to the Great Yan in hand, for the Zongmeng and the Sword Sect, it is best to choose to watch the fire from the other side.

After all

This matter has always been caused by the Xiangguo Mansion.

And when Ran Jianli was hesitating and debating whether to rush to the Heavenly Stem Na Sien Saint, Ran Qingmo suddenly raised his slender index finger and poked his waist, and whispered:

"Master."

Ran Jianli suddenly came back to his senses, suppressed the excitement in his heart, coughed lightly, and forcibly softened his tone:

"Qingmo, what's wrong?"

"Xu Yuan's father is here."

"Huh?"

“.”

Ran Qingmo blinked and looked behind Ran Jianli.

Ran Jianli raised his eyebrows slightly, slowly looked back, and then his eyes were slightly cold.

I saw that at the stairs of the small building, a middle-aged man in a black dragon robe was slowly walking down, his steps were calm and calm.

Ran Jianli looked at Xu Yinhe, and his tone was instantly cold:

"Xiangguo is really a good means, my Jian Gang didn't even perceive Ling's arrival."

Xu Yinhe's expression was as usual, he walked to the master and apprentice and stood still, and said softly:

"You're the one who got distracted."

"Hmph."

Ran Jianli snorted coldly, glanced at him deeply, and then cast his gaze to the sky again, his tone was a little unkind:

"What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?"

Xu Yinhe glanced at him, and his deep eyes smiled: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be my mansion?" ”

“.”

Ran Jian was silent for a moment, reached out and grabbed Ran Qingmo's wrist and walked out:

"Qingmo, let's go, follow the teacher back to the mansion of the national teacher"

“.”

Ran Qingmo's eyes widened, and he subconsciously pulled the window edge.

She didn't want to go yet.

But the next moment,

"Smack."

The wooden window edge was torn off completely, Ran Qingmo grabbed the removed window edge with one hand, and his whole body was forcibly pulled out by Ran Jianli's strong old man, leaving a furrow on the wooden ground with lotus boots under his feet, his dark eyes blinked, and he looked at Xu Yuan's father as if asking for help.

Watching this scene from the side, Xu Yinhe was silent for a moment, and said dumbly:

"National Teacher, I just sensed Chongwu's sword chanting, so I came over to take a look."

The footsteps stopped, Ran Jianli glared at this precious apprentice who was reluctant to leave in someone's house with complicated eyes, and said to Xu Yinhe:

"What's the matter, just say it."

Xu Yinhe raised his eyes and glanced at the streamer vortex on the sky:

"Big brother, he doesn't like to be disturbed, so I hope you will be more restrained."

"Huh."

Ran Jianli chuckled lightly and let go of his apprentice.

Ran Qingmo stood up straight, looked down at the wooden window edge that he had torn off in his hand, and cautiously glanced at Xu Yuan's father opposite, hesitated slightly, and put it into the Sumeru ring.

She planned to wait for the master and Xu Yuan's father to leave, and see if she could reinstall it.

Ran Jianli noticed his precious apprentice's thoughts, and the corners of his eyes jumped uncontrollably, but he still focused his attention on the Great Yan Prime Minister in front of him, sat on the ground and said:

"It's okay if I don't make a move, you tell me what the identity of the Sean Saint is first?"

"He's the Emperor of Sean."

"What?"

"I'm also confused about this, but that's what the intelligence says."

"Really."

Ran Jianli muttered, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he grinned, clasped his hands, and said in a low voice:

"Since you are so generous, then I won't say anything tonight, but for such a big thing, Xu Xiangguo, why don't you go up and help a bunch of Feng Jiuxuan?"

Speaking of this, Ran Jianli had a deep meaning in his eyes:

"Emperor Na Xi'en is very strong, if Feng Jiuxuan folds tonight, your Prime Minister's Mansion may be very unhappy."

Xu Yinhe heard the meaning of the other party's words, but his expression did not have the slightest wave.

Fold it tonight, not in the hands of Emperor Sean.

There was too much movement tonight, and there were too many people peeping.

It seemed that only Emperor Xi'en and Feng Jiuxuan were above the heavenly dome, but in private, I didn't know that there were a few saints who were as eager to try as he was Ran Jianli.

Some of these people were directed against Emperor Sean, but some were not.

Xu Yinhe exhaled lightly and spit out four words:

"It's almost over."

Ran Jianli chuckled:

"Are you so confident in Feng Jiuxuan?"

Xu Yinhe stared at Ran Jianli for a few breaths, and slowly spit out a sentence:

"Twenty years ago, Feng Jiuxuan defeated me for the first time."

“.”

Ran Jianli frowned when he heard this, and instantly stepped back to the window.

He didn't think Xu Yinhe would joke with him on this matter.

Above the sky, streamers were everywhere, and the two figures were speeding through the dark clouds and the snowy night, and the sword light and spells rang out in unison, as if they could shatter the void, and the roar continued to be transmitted.

If it weren't for the Imperial Palace's protective array that opened a shield in the low sky, I am afraid that a large area of the city would have been reduced to ruins due to the shock in the sky above.

Ran Jianli stared at him for two breaths, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes:

"Almost over? How do I feel like they're just getting started? ”

Xu Yinhe sighed softly, and his tone was quiet:

"National Teacher,

"Fang Cai Feng Jiuxuan only used his strength twenty years ago.

"Now, the temptation is over."

The voice fell,

Heaven and earth changed suddenly, a huge hollow vortex began to emerge above the snow clouds, the Heaven and Earth Source Qi began to boil, the wind suddenly rose, and those sky-filled spell silks and holy light snowflakes all gasped.

And in the center of this great maelstrom,

A white robe slowly lifted up the abyss.

Try to see five thousand tomorrow?

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