"I'm going to the capital of Yuanmeng for eight thousand miles, would you like to watch the mountains and rivers of Middle Earth together?"

Zhao Huangting's words carried unprecedented arrogance and surging battle intent.

Going north to see Middle Earth, Emperor Zhan Yuanmeng, this is Zhao Huangting's wish set a long time ago, and it is also the last regret in his life.

Not opening for Qingshan is one of his regrets, and now this regret has been made up for by An Le.

And fighting with Emperor Yuanmeng again, seeking a cool profit, is his regret that has lasted for five hundred years, this regret, An Le can't make up for him, he must fill it himself.

Therefore, going north is destined to move forward.

However, in the Lin'an Mansion, Zhao Huangting, who ignited the fire of Nirvana, was not in a hurry to go north, of course, if there was no help from Master Suzhu's heart sword that time, Zhao Huangting would probably have to choose to go north because his life was about to end.

After the Heart Sword suppressed the fire of Nirvana, he took An Le to the Sword Pond Palace, where Qingshan finally attacked.

His last regret was satisfied.

Moreover, Zhao Huangting also saw a great pride through the Qingshan sword weapon.

Seeing the first emperor of eternity, even if there was only one stone figurine left, he was still proud to kill an immortal in one step.

In the eyes of the world, an immortal who is high up and seeks immortality, what a noble existence, but under the sword of the first emperor of eternity, it is just dry bones.

Zhao Huangting still remembered what the old swordsman who gave him the Qingshan sword weapon had said to him.

"The pride in the green mountains can break down the mountains and fill in the sea, if one day you can finally see it, it is a great joy and great refreshment without regrets in the world."

The old swordsman's face had already been in Zhao Huangting's memory.

But Zhao Huangting has always remembered this sentence, for this reason, he went to Jianchi Palace, and entered Jianchi Palace only to open the front for Qingshan.

But in the end, it was all a failure.

And today, on the eve of the end of his life, he finally saw the great coolness and great pride mentioned in the sword.

It turns out that the real arrogance between heaven and earth is like those obviously invincible beings who draw their swords, if they can win, then they will add arrogance to their pride, even if they can't win, their arrogance is already full.

That's enough.

The so-called pride, what you want is nothing more than a regretless and happy life.

Zhao Huangting clearly realized this, of course, this is just his perception, but the cultivation of life in the world is his own perception.

After watching the green mountains open, making up for regrets, I can finally devote myself to a challenge that has been waiting for 500 years.

He handed Qingshan back to An Le, his eyes were shining, and the whole person had already undergone a very different transformation.

An Le took it with a smile and replied, "I can't ask for it." ”

Looking north at Middle-earth, I can't ask for it.

What a bold and wild boy!

Zhao Huangting suddenly laughed, and the majestic aura spread unabashedly, like a python dragon that had curled up for endless years, at this moment, it completely broke free from its restraints and roared towards the world.

He stepped out, and endless sword qi burst out from his body!

It was like turning into a pillar of sword qi that illuminated the night.

Countless sword qi swirled around Zhao Huangting's fingertips, and finally, he pointed towards the north.

It's like shouting at the whole of Middle-earth!

"Emperor Yuan, wait for me to go north to climb the Baizhang City Tower in Dadu and fight with a sword!"

The sword qi was like a dragon, and it came out horizontally and went straight to the north.

On this night, the starlight and the moonlight were torn.

The speed of the sword qi dragon was extremely fast, like a cloud driving through the mist, and it crossed the Canglang River in the blink of an eye.

The river crashed into the water like a thousand piles of snow.

The river bank stretches endlessly, there are large armies stationed, and military tents bloom like flowers.

Many soldiers who were training raised their heads one after another, and many generals and generals all stepped out of the camp tents, looking up at the bright and shining sword qi dragon that stretched across the river to the middle earth of the north.

With a heroic smile in the dragon, it seemed that Zhao Huangting's reverberating voice was rolling!

A figure ascended to the sky, carrying a pitch-black spear, and the spear was clear, like a star.

This person is Ye Longsheng, a peerless military general of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

Ye Longsheng's hair was flying, his eyes were as bright as iron, and he looked at the sword qi dragon that was lying across the land of Middle-earth, and the corners of his lips twitched, full of complicated colors.

"Shout to Emperor Yuanmeng with a sword qi Jiaolong, be upright and upright, and let the world witness it."

Ye Longsheng exhaled: "Strong, fast." ”

"Majestic bullfighting, vowing to avenge the king."

"Kill the stubbornness and return to Middle-earth, don't ask the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households on the altar."

The sword on his waist was full of red sword qi surging in the river, echoing the sword qi Jiaolong that crossed the sky above the Canglang River and swept straight north.

……

Not only the peerless military general Ye Longsheng, but also the battlefield of the Canglang River, all the generals rose into the air, the blood in their bodies was boiling, and their eyes were shining.

Wu Kui Dizang had already rushed to the battlefield, wearing a bronze mask, and his eyes were full of wantonness.

Li You'an was surrounded by starlight, and the sword weapons were thousands of miles horizontal, and the sword chant seemed to make the stars cry.

Countless people watched as this sword qi dragon crossed the river and headed north.

The land of Middle-earth, above the nameless path of the wind and dust.

The old man in a Confucian shirt rode a donkey, looked up, and saw the sword qi dragon of Yuanmeng Dadu who shouted at this shout, and couldn't help but sigh.

The donkey slowly moved forward, and the comet-like sword aura had long since disappeared, leaving only the dark land of Middle-earth.

Meanwhile.

The vast territory of Middle-earth occupied by the Yuanmeng Empire, on the male cities that originally belonged to Middle-earth, were all planted with Yuanmeng flags, and between the flying flags, there was a strong heart and blood and the city towers lingering.

Suddenly, one after another of the cultivators of the Yuanmeng Empire sitting in the city raised their heads, and saw the sword qi dragon lying in the sky, listening to the voice of the peerless sword immortal.

In the sky above the heroic cities, there are strong people standing in the sky.

Some laughed, some dismissed, some dismissed, and some just took it as a joke.

"It has been five hundred years since Your Majesty broke through the Ten Realms, and the Great Zhao Swordsman who gathered the Dragon Vein of the Middle Earth and added it to himself, and fled south, challenging His Majesty is just sending him to death."

"This kind of sword qi is the breath of Zhao Huangting of the Great Zhao Imperial Family, when he moved south to fight, this person and His Majesty fought three swords, and fled in embarrassment, and now the limit is approaching, and I want to have a good time."

"Such shouting, grandstanding, eight thousand roads north into my Yuanmeng capital, the former general of the capital is like a forest, this person may not even be able to see His Majesty's face,"

"Such an arrogant person, if he dares to come, he will definitely let him come and go, hang his body in the capital tower, and show the world!"

……

Above the Xiongcheng, a strong man of the Yuanmeng Empire sneered.

The sword qi dragon swept away in the sky, but no one stopped it.

In just one night, they crossed eight thousand miles, broke through the clouds, and smashed towards the majestic city that seemed to rise from the ground above the ground.

The capital of Yuanmeng, across the earth, is like a general with a horizontal sword, sitting in the world.

When the sword qi dragon approached.

In the capital, the majestic aura was released one after another!

Most of the Yuanmeng Empire is the central place of the Yuanmeng Empire, and the strong men of the Yuanmeng Empire are all gathered here, and the spirit and luck are so strong that even if the Nine Realms enter here, they must act in a low-key manner.

The sword qi Jiaolong approached, accompanied by Zhao Huangting's loud shout.

Suddenly, many powerhouses of the Nine Realms of the Yuanmeng Empire rose to the sky, their eyes widened angrily, and they shot at the sword qi dragon.

However, before the sword qi dragon in front of Dadu, it exploded violently, the sound waves were surging, and the sound of shouting spanned eight thousand miles, and it hit the towering city wall of Dadu.

Mostly within the capital.

The extremely burly Emperor Yuanmeng slowly competed for his eyes, listening to the voice, his face was neither happy nor sad.

This sword aura reminded him of that scene five hundred years ago.

Da Zhao Nan fled across the river to fight, there was a person who looked up to the sky and laughed, and came to kill him with a broken bamboo sword, three swords only, it is indeed a show of the demeanor of the sword fairy in the world.

Unfortunately, for him, that's not it.

After three swords, the man fled in confusion.

But what Emperor Yuanmeng really cared about was that he had broken the supreme cultivation of the Ten Realms, and he held the broken bamboo sword between his two fingers, wanting to break the sword, but he couldn't.

That time, he only remembered a yellowed tattered bamboo sword.

Now, 500 years have passed in a flash.

The man shouted with his sword in his hand again.

Emperor Yuanmeng found it interesting.

I don't know if this time I can make him remember people, not swords.

……

……

On the shores of the Sword Pond Lake.

Zhao Huangting's momentum was monstrous, and he shouted at Middle Earth, causing the sword qi Jiaolong to go north, as if he had given the next battle letter to the Yuanmeng Emperor, who was the first in the world, in advance.

Although it did not provoke a response from Emperor Yuanmeng, Zhao Huangting was worthy of his heart and his heart was happy.

He went north this time, he wanted to be vigorous, and naturally he would not cower and cower, he wanted the world to know him Zhao Huangting.

The starlight wants to be unclear, and the glow is red and floats in a corner of the sky.

After Zhao Huangting shouted domineeringly, he asked An Le to go back to repair it, and he would set off for the north at dawn.

An Le naturally had no objections, bathed in the morning light and starlight, left the Sword Pond Palace, and returned to his residence in Jinguan City.

Changed into clean white clothes.

An Le sat cross-legged under the persimmon tree, the rainy season stopped, but the air was still mixed with moisture, and the viscosity made people quite uncomfortable.

Jianchi Lake and his party, An Le gained a lot, assisted Wang Yansheng's predecessors to cast a first-grade sword weapon Yan homecoming, An Le's physique has been greatly improved, and within the dantian, the innate aura has grown more and more in the tempering again and again.

Moreover, in the process of forging the sword, it is also a forging of his body, which drives out impurities and makes the body stronger and more pure.

Now, his forging body cultivation can be said to be stepping into the innate middle realm of the five realms, and the only drawback is that the condensation of innate aura is too little.

If you want to reach the sea of innate spiritual energy in the dantian and set foot in the realm of the sixth realm of the sea of qi, it is still far behind.

On the other hand, Anle's cultivation of refining the gods has improved very significantly.

In the process of opening the front for Qingshan, the heart sword was completely cast, and An Le's mind instantly grew a lot, and the glow behind the Yuan Shen reached a height of 100 zhang under the illumination of the heart sword!

Sitting in the forgotten realm, the glow represents potential and talent.

And today's Baizhang Xiaguang, for An Le, is not even the limit, although the heart sword is condensed, but An Le can continue to get stronger.

As for how many zhang this sitting forgetful glow can reach, it is still unknown.

After opening the front for the green mountain, An Le visualized again, but saw that the green mountain became very clear, the clouds and mist were no more, the stone paths sprinkled with dead bamboo and fallen leaves in the mountains were clearly visible, and even the emperor's stone figurines that he carried to the tenth order could be seen.

Under such a clear visualization, the Yuan Shen is getting stronger at a very fast speed, and the glow is also growing rapidly, but it is still a little far from the bottleneck.

The number of forging bodies and refining gods has reached the five realms, and it is not an ordinary five realms, and now An Le can feel that his strength has been greatly improved.

If it was to fight with the Ye Yinhua of the previous Double Five Realms, An Le would be sure to defeat it easily.

As for the battle with the white girl Ye Wenxi, although An Le is not very clear about the girl's cultivation, he is very confident in his current cultivation.

Once you fight, you will be able to win.

Within the Double Five Realm, he was comfortable and confident that it would be difficult to meet opponents.

Trim and examine your own cultivation, make full preparations for the next trip north, and adjust the state of qi, blood, spirit, and spirit to the best.

An Le stood up, the breeze was blowing slowly, there was no sunlight in the sky today, and the sunlight that accumulated the plum rain covered the sky.

I didn't stay in the yard for long, and I went out of the yard in peace.

He wears a green mountain on his left waist, and on his right waist he carries a storm and a sword.

On his back, he carried a pair of sword boxes given by Wang Yansheng, and the first-grade sword weapon Yan Homecoming was hidden in the box, and in addition, the ink pool was also hidden in the box.

It makes Anle look much more refreshing overall.

Locking the courtyard door, An Le walked out of Persimmon Alley, stepped on the long street, and went all the way to Jianchi Palace.

Today's Jianchi Palace is quite lively.

The continuous sound of striking iron on weekdays is not heard at all today.

Every disciple of the Sword Pool Palace, as well as the sword caster, walked out of the house one after another, and gathered in front of the stone tablet archway of the Sword Pool Palace, and there was a lot of black pressing.

Such a grand occasion is really rare to see on weekdays.

When An Le arrived, the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace bowed respectfully to him, and An Le heard this, and he also bowed once.

An Le rang the sword bell thirty-six times, and together with Wang Yansheng's predecessors, he cast a first-class Yan homecoming, which was appreciated by the old sword saint, and now An Le has already become famous in the Jianchi Palace, and has become the object of admiration of all the disciples of the Jianchi Palace.

Therefore, everyone came to see off Anle.

They all knew that An Le was going to follow that Zhao Huangting senior to the capital of Yuanmeng today to take a look at the mountains and rivers of Middle Earth.

Lin Qingyin and Lin Chaifeng also came, and the second daughter was safe in the Jianchi Palace, but when she learned that An Le was about to go north with Zhao Huangting, she also showed a look of worry.

Lin Chaifeng even said that he wanted to follow him north, but unfortunately he was refused.

Lin Qingyin knew that his cultivation was slight, and he didn't say that he wanted to follow, but just wished An Le a safe return.

Lu Shisan came over and chatted with An Le, in the Jianchi Palace, Lu Shisan was the person with the best relationship with An Le, the two had chatted a lot, and Lu Shisan also took An Le to meet many disciples of the Jianchi Palace.

An Le was quite friendly to Lu Shisan, the chief of the Sword Pond Palace.

"Brother An, do you really want to go north with Senior Zhao for eight thousand miles to the capital of Yuanmeng?"

Lu Shisan asked a little worriedly.

After the Yuanmeng Empire invaded the land of Middle-earth, the huge Middle-earth had already undergone earth-shaking changes, and it was no longer the peaceful place it once was.

The people of Middle-earth walked in the land of Middle-earth, but it was easy to be subjected to the unwarranted questioning and bombardment of the strong men of the Yuanmeng Empire.

"Senior Zhao's invitation naturally has no reason to refuse, besides...... Middle earth is the homeland, I once recited a sentence 'to start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky', all said to recover the homeland, but if you haven't even visited the homeland, how can you have the courage and reason to persuade yourself to recover the homeland? ”

An Le said with a smile.

Lu Shisan was stunned a little when he heard this.

"That's a good point."

In the distance, Zhao Huangting and Su Musha walked together.

The two also have Wang Yansheng and Wan Juliu by their side.

Zhao Huangting was dressed in plain clothes, carrying a pineapple wooden sword box, with clean sleeves and no excessive decoration.

He looked at An Le with burning eyes, and there was a faint boiling qi surging on his body.

"The land of Middle-earth has been surrendered to the Yuanmeng Empire for 500 years, and many new cultivators have even forgotten what their homeland is.

"Therefore, the old man thinks that what you said is very right." Zhao Huangting said with a smile.

For An Le, Zhao Huangting can always feel different surprises from him.

Today's words are also the reason why Zhao Huangting wants to take An Le to the north to see the land of Middle Earth.

"Lao Wan, you are also going to the capital of Yuanmeng, waiting outside the capital, the old man takes An Le all the way north, watching the beautiful mountains and rivers of Middle Earth, and finally, he will put An Le outside the capital of Yuanmeng, if the old man can't get out of the capital of Yuanmeng, then you can return with An Le."

"Remember, you have to bring it back in good condition."

Zhao Huangting looked at Wan Jieliu and said seriously.

The identities of Wang Yansheng and Su Musha are too sensitive, and once they cross the Canglang River, they will inevitably attract the attention of the powerhouses of the Yuanmeng Empire.

After all, one is the world's number one sword caster, and the other is the palace master of the Sword Pool Palace, both of whom are extraordinary people.

Wan Juliu's identity is more ordinary, although he is also a cultivator of the Nine Realms, he is obsessed with sword forging and has no record of success, so he is not eye-catching.

However, since Zhao Huangting handed over the task of bringing back Anle to Wan Jieliu, he naturally knew Wan Jieliu's strength very well.

"Don't worry."

"Gongzi An is the hope of my Jianchi Palace, even if I seem to be dead, I will bring Gongzi An back safely."

Wan Juliu said.

Wang Yansheng took out a sword box and handed it to Wan Jieliu.

"There are eighteen sword weapons hidden in this sword box, which can form a sword array, and the power is unparalleled, remember, don't love to fight, your purpose is to bring Gongzi An back."

"Although the land of Middle-earth is now the territory of the Yuanmeng Empire, it is not difficult for a Nine Realms to just insist on bringing one person back."

"I hope I don't need to use the sword array hidden in my sword box."

Wang Yansheng's sword hair was silver, and there was a slight sigh in his eyes.

Then everyone was silent and looked at Zhao Huangting.

Zhao Huangting laughed.

"This is to go to the capital of Yuanmeng, but to seek a cool profit, to ask for a no regrets, what are you doing with such an expression?"

"Wait and see, the old man will definitely have a hearty battle with Emperor Yuanmeng."

Zhao Huangting laughed.

Su Musha had already pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

She knew that there would be a time of separation, but she never thought that this day would come so quickly.

However, Su Musha will not use the attitude of his youngest daughter to stop Zhao Huangting and prevent Zhao Huangting from going north, because in Su Musha's heart, Zhao Huangting will always be the bamboo guest who walks the rivers and lakes with great courage.

If the bamboo guest is not heroic, is it still a bamboo guest?

"Xianggong, take care."

Su Musha finally spoke.

"Take care."

Zhao Huangting said softly.

The next moment, Zhao Huangting laughed, his plain clothes were flying, and his white hair was fluttering wantonly!

The sword pointed to the sky, and the pineapple wooden sword box on his back suddenly opened, and the silver rays of the bull fight rushed into the sky, smashing the haze and twilight clouds!

The sword light wrapped around Zhao Huangting's body and soared.

"An Xiaoyou, go to the sword!"

An Le smiled, the primordial spirit surged, the pride surged, and as soon as he jumped up, he jumped on top of a silver sword light.

Zhao Huangting stood on the side of An Le, with his hands behind his back and his long eyebrows fluttering.

"The mountains are high and the waters are long, all of you from the Sword Pond Palace, meet again if you have a fate!"

Zhao Huangting laughed.

A huge sword light rose from in front of the mountain gate of the Sword Pond Palace!

Buzz Buzz......

The swords of every Sword Pool Palace disciple trembled.

They raised their heads one after another, and the swords on their waists were all unsheathed, and the tips of the swords were facing upward, hanging several feet in the air, densely packed like a forest of swords.

Jinguan City.

Pawns, hawkers, literati and other people in the world also got the sense, followed out of the sheath, the tip of the sword pointed upward, floating in the air for several feet.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Huangting and An Le.

The old man and the newcomer stand above the sword light.

The sword light tore through the twilight clouds, and the sun shone down, reflecting the two people on the sword, shining, and the earth on earth was shining!

The sword chant exploded, and the next moment, the sword light galloped up, heading north!

The dense sword weapons suspended in front of the Sword Pond Palace, as well as the sword weapons suspended in Jinguan City, as the sword light went north, the tip of the sword gradually shifted, and the number of them pointed to the north!

Wan Jieliu took a deep breath and stepped out, also wrapped in the sword light, silently, and instantly far away, following Zhao Huangting's northbound sword light!

Sword fairy travels, towards the North Sea twilight!

The sword light passed through the gap like a white horse, and in an instant, it was on the surging Canglang River!

Rumble!!!

The waves are rising, and a thousand piles of snow are piled up!

There is a strong man's mind swept over, watching the sword light that swept away!

Ye Long ascended to the sky, followed by Ye Wenxi, Man Jianghong and Xiao Chongshan two swords, and the sword qi was sonorous.

Zhao Huangting and An Le were bathed in sword light, and bowed slightly towards this peerless military general who was guarding the battlefield of the Canglang River.

An Le also smiled and clasped his fists towards Ye Wenxi.

Ye Wenxi pursed her red lips and bowed in return.

With Ye Longsheng's ascension to the sky, more and more generals rose up in the sky and watched silently.

No words too much.

Canglang River is a strange and dangerous place in heaven and earth, strange and strange, no one can fly across the river, and if you want to cross the river, you must cross the river.

Zhao Huangting carried the sword light of a sword weapon to shoot a bull fight, and fell on the surface of the river, the river broke on both sides, and the waves were surging!

And north of the Canglang River.

There is a terrifying surge of blood and energy, and on the side of the Yuanmeng army, there are several peerless generals!

The oppressive aura seemed to scorch the void.

Continuously, it seems to have turned into a wall of qi and blood, and it is necessary to force the sword light to stop!

However, in the face of such a strong man's obstruction, Zhao Huangting looked up to the sky and laughed, and the fire of Nirvana surged behind him, burning the void.

Zhao Huangting's momentum is rising!

In an instant, the river rolled upside down!

The sword light of the bull shooting fight is extremely bright, and the sonorous sword qi is spraying endlessly!

"I, Zhao Huangting, come back!"

Then the whole galloping sword light rose from the surface of the river, like a peerless dragon that broke through the river, and crashed into the land of Jiangbei!

There are peerless sword immortals in the south, bringing up thousands of heroic spirits, crossing the north of the river as promised!

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