The stars are dancing, the dark clouds are surging upside down, and the tornado whirlpool is quietly taking shape.

Heaven and earth are silent,

It was as if all that was left in the world was the white robe and the sword in his hand.

One generation knows another.

Today's people in the world only know that the sword of the Prime Minister's Mansion Changge is famous all over the world, and the heroes all over the world see the low eyebrows, but once upon a time, the son of the Feng family also amazed the world with a three-foot green peak.

It's just that those years were too bright, countless heavenly arrogances rose together, and Feng Jiuxuan was only one of those stars, and his brilliance was obscured by the person beside him.

But on this snowy night, the world saw again why the man in white was named the Sword Saint.

The eyes of the crowd converged to the point that they forgot that there was another person at the center of the storm.

Emperor Sean looked at the figure in the void, and his indifferent gaze finally became more solemn.

The magic network he had compiled began to collapse uncontrollably as soon as the opponent's sword momentum condensed, quickly spreading from the details to every corner of the spell ribbon.

As the white-clothed sword slowly raised, the wind and snow were no longer sound, and the streams on the banks of the Longping River continued to lap against the sides of the boats painted on it, and the huge waves set off had even capsized many boats.

It was a power He had never seen before.

The power that belongs to this ancient dynasty called Great Yan at your feet.

For the first time, Emperor Sean's heartbeat accelerated.

And this quiet and inaudible movement was clearly captured by Feng Jiuxuan.

According to the nephew.

The spell of the cultivator of Sien is not released through the meridians, but through something called the "magic ring" that surrounds the heart.

Therefore, when he heard this accelerated heartbeat, Feng Jiuxuan had a trace of hesitation in his heart.

Wouldn't it be a pity that the strongest person on the other side of the ocean could not see him in his heyday?

But as soon as this emotion flashed, Feng Jiuxuan still moved.

He chooses to respect his opponents.

Any mercy on the part of his subordinates is a blasphemy against the strong.

So, he waved the sword in his hand.

The clouds of snow and snow were already hovering like the center of a storm, and with the swing of his sword, a crack gradually opened in the clouds.

The sword fell,

The bright moonlight fell quietly with the cracked clouds and the slightest snow, and everything was quiet and beautiful.

It's a sword.

It is also a sword of ten thousand daos, a pure, and perfect sword.

The wind blows, and Emperor Sean's waterfall-like blonde hair is like snow in the reflection of holy light.

And at this moment,

For the first time in his life, he sensed a breath called death.

The beating of the heart is constantly accelerating.

This is the acceleration of his urging of the magic ring, and it is also the acceleration of physiology.

When people have been at the top of the world for too long, when all people and things are at their fingertips, the threshold of human desires will rise infinitely, until everything in the world can no longer make them move, the beating of the heart will no longer have any waves, and people can no longer be called people.

The falling sword momentum seemed like a moment in his eyes, and it seemed like an eternity.

Emperor Sean's god-like handsome face rippled, his thin lips hooked into a smile, and the sight of the white-clothed figure on the heavenly dome brought a hint of excitement.

"You're strong."

Emperor Sean said.

As he spoke, the beating of his heart had reached its limit, and the countless cumbersome rings that had been attached to it glowed for a long time.

Behind him lit up four phantom wings that looked like bats and white wings, and a huge ring of light appeared behind him.

And then

Emperor Thean slowly raised his hand at the fallen sword.

He was going to grab the sword head-on.

"Feng Jiuxuan is crazy"

In the outer city of Di'an, surrounded by bamboo trees, a stream tinkles, and disturbed snowflakes drift into an open-air pavilion next to the stream.

Here, you can see the sword power in the sky above the city.

There are four figures in the empty pavilion, two sitting, two standing, three men and one woman.

One of the two people sitting was middle-aged, with a lofty instrument and a faint sense of superiority between his eyebrows.

Behind him stood a woman.

The eyebrows and eyes are very good-looking, especially the big eyes.

In addition to the girl's magnificent appearance, what attracted more attention was the two bulges that seemed to be antlers on her forehead.

It speaks to her identity.

With the green silk dancing, the two antlers are quite cute at a glance.

The girl's quirky eyes swirled straight ahead, wandering back and forth on the man in white in the sky, her red lips kept opening and closing, as if she wanted to ask, but looking at the meticulous back of the man in front of her, she pursed her lips and swallowed back the curiosity in her heart.

The middle-aged man looked at the vision of the sky from afar, and his words carried a hint of exclamation:

"If this sword is cut down, I'm afraid that half of you, the Great Flame Emperor, will be destroyed."

Compared with the middle-aged man's Yu Xuanang, the temperament of the rickety old man sitting opposite him was quite obscene and gloomy, with a rickety body and a goatee, and he would twist it with his hand from time to time.

He listened to the middle-aged man's evaluation and smiled sadly:

"There is a large array to protect the city, but after a thousand years of changes, the formation map in Di'an City can withstand the toss between Feng Jiuxuan and the saint for a while."

While the two were talking, the two in the sky above Di'an collided.

In the light of the smoke and snow, a silent wave spread, and the wind pressure swept through the rows of neighborhoods in Di'an City, across the towering and towering city walls, and swept towards the mountains and forests in all directions.

Seeing this scene, the rickety old man frowned slightly, his fingers were slightly raised, and a transparent halo instantly enveloped the pavilion, and after doing this, he said in a low voice:

"Qi Ji has been rolled, you and I are fine, but the girl may be discovered."

"Qing'er, take a breath."

The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, and he commanded lightly.

"Okay."

The girl behind her replied softly, and then looked over there excitedly, and took the opportunity to ask the question she had been holding back for a long time:

"Daddy, who do you think will win between those two humans?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and replied softly:

"Originally, I thought that the Yan people would win, but now it seems that it is not yet known who will kill the deer. The saint from the sea. Really strong and strong. ”

The girl's dark eyes rolled, and she asked in a coquettish voice:

"Then they're better than Daddy."

"Qing'er, take a breath!"

The middle-aged man's voice was sharp, and as soon as his words fell, the shock ripples in the sky over Di'an had already swept in.

The whole bamboo forest is like a ten-level wind that has suddenly been experienced, and the sound of the green bamboo "crackling" and breaking is endless, but fortunately, this wind pressure comes and goes quickly, and in an instant, it leaves this mess all over the ground and roars farther away

The bamboo forest outside the city was calm, but the fighting in the sky above Di'an City was intensifying.

The speed of Feng Jiuxuan and Emperor Xi'an became faster and faster, shuttling back and forth in the sky above Di'an City like light, and the speed was so fast that even the eyesight of some mortal powerhouses could no longer keep up with their fighting movements.

After Lou Ji went up from the black prison to the Xiangguo Mansion, she looked at the sky without saying a word.

Because he didn't dare to walk around, Xu Yuan could only stand with the big succubus, and then pretended to look up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

But he couldn't see clearly, not at all.

He didn't know where the maternal uncle and Emperor Sean were fighting, and who had the advantage, so he could only pour out the light pollution above the night as if he didn't want money.

There is quite a kind of passer-by in the picture book, looking at the protagonist's sense of déjà vu in the sky.

But there's still some sense of engagement in what he says.

After all

The above one is his maternal uncle, and the other one was designed and summoned by him himself.

However, the time to wait for the results is still a little painful.

Time passes minute by minute,

When Xu Yuan was hesitating to go back to the inner courtyard to wait first, the voice of the big succubus beside him with a touch of embarrassment came:

"Emperor Nasien is strong, but it's a pity."

"Uncle won?" Xu Yuan hurriedly asked when he heard this.

Lou Ji glanced back at him, and suddenly realized that this kid couldn't see the situation above, smiled, raised a slender index finger, and lightly tapped it on his eyebrows:

"Well, Changtian, you better see for yourself."

In an instant, Xu Yuan suddenly felt a soft force pouring into his sea of consciousness, guiding his spiritual vision into a warm and delicate realm.

And then

Xu Yuan found that everything around him had become ethereal and clear.

Some of the perceptions are similar to those you get when you were transformed into a ghost, but this time it's clearer than when you become a ghost.

It's just a pity that this vision is fixed and can't be moved as you like.

Lou Ji unguardedly guided him into her sea of knowledge, sharing her vision with him.

As far as the eye can see.

The two bodies flew through the sky like starlight, and each collision would emit terrifying shocks.

Feng Jiuxuan's white clothes fluttered in the wind, stained with some red blood.

But compared to him,

Emperor Sean, who was dressed in the purple-black robe, looked even more embarrassed, the robe became ragged from the sword qi, and the golden blood oozed from under it, and then spilled into the dark night sky due to the movement of the command.

With Xu Yuan's eyesight, he can see that his maternal uncle has the absolute upper hand, but it will take a while to distinguish the winner from the loser.

As a fusion powerhouse who had been to the Half-Saint before, Xu Yuan knew very well that if a strong person like them could not distinguish the winner in a short period of time, then the time for the decisive victory would be infinitely extended.

However, after pondering for a moment, Xu Yuan realized in an instant what Lou Ji said.

The two of them galloped in the wrong direction.

In the constant collision, the two were already on the side of Miyagi.

After perceiving this, Xu Yuan picked uncontrollably at the corner of his eyes.

You really want to fight at the top of the Forbidden City, right?

However, the Great Yan Imperial Clan would not give them this opportunity.

The Great Yan Imperial Family allowed these two to be allowed to do so because of many political and other considerations, but this tolerance was based on the fact that the majesty of the Great Yan Imperial Family was not provoked.

As the two of them got closer and closer to Miyagi, above the dense dark clouds, a translucent film of light had quietly condensed, and the thick lines on it exuded palpitating power.

Di'an's protective array has been completely activated.

The thoughts in his heart flickered, Xu Yuan caught a glimpse of the golden blood spilled, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously activated his spiritual vision.

But as soon as the thought came to mind, Lou Ji let out a coquettish cry:

"Xu Changtian, what are you doing? This is my sister's sea of knowledge, there will be rejection! ”

Xu Yuan's voice was a little eager, and he said quickly:

"Sister, you use your soul to see the golden blood left behind by Emperor Nasien!"

Lou Ji frowned when she heard this, but she still obeyed and did as she was told, and her soul probed into the spilled golden blood.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan immediately attached some spiritual vision to Lou Ji's soul.

The next moment,

"It's . What? ”

Lou Ji let out an unbelievable murmur between her red lips.

I saw that after attaching Xu Yuan's spiritual vision, the ordinary golden blood that was originally under the soul of the mind quietly changed, and every drop of blood seemed to contain infinite energy.

And in the battle of Fang Cai,

This blood had already been sprinkled in every corner of the Great Yan Imperial Capital.

At first, it was just one or two particles of light, but as some kind of fluctuation came, these three or two particles of light burned quickly like a fire in the prairie fire.

The particles of light are interconnected with each other.

Lines are connected by points, and surfaces are formed by lines.

Within a few breaths, the golden rays of light were compiled into a mass of spells, and quickly spread throughout the city of Di'an.

"Buzz ————"

The golden blood spilled into the air, hummed and roared in the sky, and the sky and earth suddenly darkened.

The Di'an Giant City was like a giant beast crawling between heaven and earth, and the huge light film formed by the city protection array reached the sky, and at this moment, under the transparent film compiled by the formation, a pattern like a golden spell appeared.

When many strong people discovered,

It has already covered a small half of the city of Di'an.

At the moment of its formation, the heavens and the earth seemed to freeze, and the white-clothed figure in the middle of the spell array shot and fell towards the ground without warning.

"Boom."

The city of Di'an, for the first time tonight, was destroyed.

"The farce, it's over"

In the chaotic bamboo forest pavilion, the middle-aged man looked at the golden mangs that lit up in the city, and exhaled softly:

"I really didn't expect that from the Sea's Xi'an Dynasty, there would be such a method, and that saint would most likely be able to use this to break through the Di'an Great Array."

The rickety old man sitting opposite heard this, but there was a bit of schadenfreude in his eyes:

"The Sage of Sean is indeed very strong, but this is not bad news for us, there is such a big disturbance tonight, if that person runs away, whether it is the Prime Minister or the royal family, the entire court will lose face."

As he spoke, he stroked his goatee:

"And Feng Jiuxuan is dead, but he can cut off the arm of the junior surnamed Xu."

The middle-aged man glanced at the sinister old man, and his voice was very soft:

"Looking at your expression, it seems like you want to work with Nasean?"

"Tonight's events have proved their strength."

The rickety old man twisted his beard lightly, and the look in his small eyes made people speculate:

"But if you talk about cooperation, there is a high probability that it will not work, I just want to stop Xu Yinhe, not to lure the wolf into the room."

The middle-aged man glanced at him noncommittally, and a disdainful smile curled up at the corner of his lips.

Seeing this, the rickety old man immediately met and smiled in a low voice:

"You Gu Yuan are different, we have all cooperated for so long, just use each other, and in the end, whoever dies depends on their own means."

As soon as the words fell, the rickety old man saw the middle-aged man on the opposite side stand up.

The slender white eyebrows were slightly raised, and the rickety old man could see what the other party wanted to do:

"White Emperor, you don't want to intercept and kill that Sean Saint, do you?"

The middle-aged man stood in place, looking at the great emperor who was illuminated by golden light, and his voice was calm:

"If I could, I'd be interested in their techniques."

The rickety old man lowered his eyes and smiled, sighed lightly, and slowly got up:

"Then it's an old man, some barbarians came to my Great Yan Emperor Capital to spread wild, those two boys in Di'an went wrong, I, as a senior, have to teach them a lesson."

Halfway through the sentence, it came to an abrupt end.

The whole bamboo forest was so quiet that you could hear the snow falling.

The eyes of the two of them were fixed on the white robe in the middle of the holy golden light at the same time.

Standing alone in the void, Emperor Sean's purple and black robes were illuminated by the golden light, and his figure was like a god.

He looked condescendingly at the white-clothed man below.

He watched as his white robe stained with blood, as he slowly rose from the rubble, as he glanced at the broken spirit sword in his hand.

At the moment when the forbidden spell takes shape,

Because of the intention of the protector, the spirit sword was directly broken into two sections from the middle.

After a moment of silence, His voice sounded softly:

"Mortal."

“.”

The voice was piercing, but Feng Jiuxuan ignored the other party's noise, he calmly looked at the broken sword in his hand, looked at the spirit sword that had accompanied him for most of his life, and slowly closed his eyes.

When Emperor Xi'en saw this scene, he didn't spare any hands, and raised his hand at Feng Jiuxuan calmly:

"It's been a long, long time since I've felt such excitement, and giving it my all is my last salute to you."

Words fall,

The golden light particles that spread all over the small half of Di'an City suddenly contracted, and countless beams of light shot up into the sky, and the power on them collided on top of the Di'an Great Array, and the transparent light film condensed by the Great Array of City Protection instantly dimmed a little.

All the powerhouses in Di'an City realized what this god-like Sian Saint wanted to do.

He, he wants to kill Feng Jiuxuan and break the Di'an Great Array at the same time!

In the silence, the originally frantic flying snow returned to calm and fell from the sky.

The condensation speed of the golden forbidden spell was very fast, faster than the speed of the operation of the Di'an Great Array, and almost the moment Emperor Sean's words fell, its power reached its limit.

Some seem to realize what is going to happen.

Once such a powerful spell comes, most of the bustling streets of Di'an City will be reduced to flames.

What will the destruction of Di'an bring?

Some people were excited, some were silent, and some people suddenly rose into the sky and galloped towards the god-like Sage Sean in the sky.

But the actions of these people all stopped at a certain moment.

The ocean-like energy condensed in the air, and the white color fell on the earth with the brilliance of the white snowflakes, and the blood of the Holy Emperor condensed the power of the Sean Forbidden Spell and began to restrict.

It's too late.

If the Great Array had been activated at the beginning, if it had been crushed by sheer numbers at the beginning, there would have been no way for this Saint from Sean to survive.

But they didn't.

The arrogance of the dynasty paid the price at this moment, and this price was the destruction of the imperial capital of the dynasty.

"Dang Chang—"

In the wind and snow of the ruins, the broken sword landed with a crisp sound.

The man in white standing in the center of the forbidden spell slowly opened his closed eyes.

There is no action to take the sword,

There is no surging machine,

His gaze to Him in the sky,

He was empty-handed, but still seemed to be holding a sword.

Under the dome of heaven,

He radiated his radiance, like an incarnation.

Above the ground,

One seat in white, three points better than snow.

And in this moment,

As if the god Sean raised his eyebrows.

There was still no breath, not even the breeze disturbed, but he saw a sword in the hand of the man below.

A fatal blow before death.

There was a hint of pity in his indifferent eyes.

Respectable, but futile.

The golden light that spread throughout the city of Di'an was completed, and the leylines began to tremble, as if some kind of monstrous shock was brewing, and every living creature in the city felt the imminence of death at this moment.

The light of the golden spell array in the city shrank into a thin line, as if it fell from the sky, and as if it reached the sky from the earth.

Some people closed their eyes at this moment and couldn't bear to look at it, some began to plan the effects of the destruction of Di'an, and some people were ready to use the spell to take the life of the Saint Sean after this spell.

In these discussions, it was as if the monstrous white light that could engulf everything came as scheduled, like the heavenly punishment of the gods in the world descending on the heart of the Great Yan.

The snow is still falling, and the punishment of heaven is coming,

All the sounds are silent at this moment,

“.”

“.”

“.”

Minutes and seconds passed,

The white light that opened through the sky shone brightly, but the expected destruction did not come.

Someone looked at the center of the white light with confusion.

And then

They saw an invisible blade that cut through the sky.

and

The white-clothed swordmaster with the blonde head.

Silence spread in the city of Di'an, and there was no sound in the huge city.

There is no heavenly punishment for tonight's Di'an,

There are no gods,

some

It's just a sword saint, Feng Jiuxuan.

A little late,

Originally, there were seven thousand, but after thinking about it, let's just stop here

Five thousand six, which can be regarded as meeting the standard

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(End of chapter)