The old sword saint was willing to take An Le to Lin'an in person.

As a land immortal of the Ten Realms, he would not make a move easily, and since he was willing to make a move, there should be few people in the huge Lin'an who could stop his actions.

An Le's eyes fluctuated slightly, he did not refuse the old sword saint's overtures and kindness, in fact, he did not need to refuse, the old sword saint was already betting on An Le and standing on An Le's side, besides, this old sword saint of the Sword Pool Palace and the Great Zhao Dynasty did not seem to deal with each other.

Although it was an internal force of the Great Zhao Dynasty, it had never obeyed the dispatch of the Great Zhao Emperor, and Jinguancheng was completely isolated from the Great Zhao Dynasty because of his existence.

The officials of Jinguancheng are basically elected by the Jianchi Palace itself, and they are not deployed by the Great Zhao Dynasty.

Of course, there are factors in this where the Great Zhao Tianzi shows favor to the old sword saint, but in the final analysis, it is because the old sword saint's cultivation is too strong, and the Ten Realms Land Immortal ...... Enough to be proud of the world.

As soon as Emperor Yuanmeng broke through to the Double Ten Realm, the Emperor of the Zhao family immediately chose to move south, and it was precisely because of this southward migration that the Great Zhao Dynasty was far away from the land of Middle Earth and lost its control and blessing of the dragon vein.

At the same time, it also led to the support of powerful and long-lasting Jianghu forces such as Jianchi Palace, Zhenwuguan, Ganye Temple, and Lanke Temple, and the Ten Realms of those forces were also extremely disappointed.

If the Ten Realms want to improve themselves, in addition to their own talents, another point is to use the fortune of the dynasty.

If the dragon vein is not controlled, it is equivalent to losing most of the fortune, and the fortune of the country is declining, and the powerhouses of the Ten Realms are naturally disappointed and resentful of this.

didn't even dare to fight, so he directly ordered to retreat to the south and give up the great rivers and mountains of Middle-earth.

It's no wonder that these Ten Realm powerhouses have good tempers.

Although Emperor Yuanmeng has a strong talent, it is not as easy as imagined to improve in the Ten Realms, but with the southward migration of Great Zhao, Emperor Yuanmeng has controlled the dragon veins, and in these five hundred years, he has completed the refining of the eight dragon veins little by little.

Now, cultivation has reached an unfathomable state!

All this ...... It was all the fault of the Great Zhao Tianzi, and it was the wrong order to move south, which led to the great changes in the situation in the world.

Therefore, the old sword saint had no good impression of Zhao Tianyan, the great son of Zhao Tian, who ordered the move south.

The old sword saint Mai flew up, raised his hand and knocked lightly.

The Chengying Sword on his waist suddenly relaxed, turning into a sword light that exploded in mid-air, and with another tapping of his fingers, there was actually a sword light in the Chengying Sword that was divided into two, wrapping around An Le's body.

"The Chengying Sword is a first-class sword, although it is an ancient sword, it has been passed down for thousands of years, but it has still not been eliminated by the world, because the rank of the Chengying Sword is a sword that is really close to the treasure."

"The Chengying Sword is not a sword, it contains two swords of light and night practice, and the three swords are one, so it is Chengying, if you have the opportunity, I can give you a glimpse of the style of this ancient sword."

The old sword saint said with a smile.

An Le was entangled by the sword light, and the sword Qingshan was at his waist, and he hugged his fist towards the old sword saint.

"Then it's a problem for the seniors."

"Don't bother, the old man in Lin'an also planned to go for a walk, Zhao Huangting died, and the old man's apprentice ...... It's time to go back to Jianchi Palace, but after a trip to Lin'an, the old man also has to go to the Lishan Mausoleum in the north to fight for the ethereal and ethereal opportunity to break through the eleventh realm. ”

The old swordmaster said.

An Le nodded, naturally understanding this.

The sword light swept away, enveloping the bodies of An Le and the old sword saint, and in an instant, they swept away into the air, turning into two long rainbows between heaven and earth in an instant.

That speed is far beyond the speed that An Le can imagine.

……

……

Gangneung Fortress, above.

Zhao Xi, the king of Jiangling in a Confucian shirt, carried his hands behind his back, floating in the air, with a little strange color in his eyes, looking at the sword qi Changhong, which seemed to divide the blue sky into two, and felt the ten realms of qi contained in the sword qi.

King Jiangling couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly: "As soon as I arrived in Jinguan City, I left again, and I left with the old sword saint Pei Min...... Where is this going? The chance to go north to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor? ”

"That's not right, let's not talk about the direction in which the two are going, if it is not the north, with Anle's current cultivation, he is not qualified to enter the tomb of the First Emperor, even if he holds the sword of the First Emperor...... That's impossible, those who go will only die. ”

"With An Le's current identity, he really dares to enter the mausoleum of the First Emperor, and all forces will want to kill him, whether it is Yuan Meng, Dali or Da Zhao, they will choose to kill An Le, after all, he is the world's disputer who carries the identity of the Ding, and is called a variable existence by the first mountain lord Yan Tongshu."

"As for Xiliang, not to mention, Li Youan's Flying Tiger Army killed two Hades, this feud is inseparable from An Le, if An Le really dares to go to the mausoleum, the prince of Hell Mansion, plus the Emperor of Xiliang Gu Baijing, will definitely kill An Le with all his might."

"Therefore, this mausoleum of the first emperor, anyone can fight for it, but it is a certain death situation to go to peace."

King Gangneung raised his cheeks, a smile on his lips.

Even if he goes with the old sword saint Pei Min, the power of the old sword saint alone will not be able to protect the peace, let alone seize the opportunity, how to seize the opportunity with a burden.

Therefore, An Le and the old sword saint should not go to Lishan.

That hard work to move the seventh mountain to Jinguan City, as a result, is full of departure, is it possible to return to Lin'an?

King Jiangling's eyes flickered, and he suddenly felt that there might really be such a possibility.

Suddenly.

Between heaven and earth, an arrow as black as ink burst out.

The arrow swept into his hand, and he stopped with a finger of two fingers, and the arrow passed on.

There was a fluctuation of the primordial spirit on the arrow, and as soon as King Gangneung's heart moved, he was summoned.

"Original...... Zhao Huangting died. ”

"It seems that this son is really going to Lin'an."

"Interesting, my imperial brother will definitely wait for An Le in Lin'anbu, and as a result, An Le brought the Ten Realms Old Sword Saint of the Sword Pool Palace to go."

"With the temper of my royal brother...... Do you still dare to kill An Le? ”

"There's a lot to watch."

……

……

There is rain in Lin'an, and the light rain is hazy.

The death of the old emperor's uncle, for the entire Lin'an, the shock is not big, the huge Lin'an, how should it still be.

The flower boats on the West Lake are swaying, and the sheng song in the Flower Pavilion is still the same.

Grief between people is not interconnected.

Even, because the Great Zhao Tianzi issued an order, the entire Qingbo Street, and even the entire Taimiao Alley, were full of hidden cultivators.

In the temple, there are many flies.

With the help of Lin Siye, Su Musha settled Zhao Huangting's funeral, and even invited the abbot monk of Langke Temple to chant the Sutra of the Past Life and surpass Zhao Huangting's soul.

As for the situation outside the Taimiao, Su Musha and Lin Siye also sensed that there were too many strong people entrenched and hidden, and so many strong people, with their Nine Realms cultivation, it was impossible for them not to sense it.

Su Mu covered his body, squatted on the ground, and put a tablet in the middle of the temple, the former temple keeper has now become the spiritual seat in the temple, I have to say that this is an irony.

Su Musha's face was cold, her body was full of sadness, she didn't cry anymore, and when Zhao Huangting was dying, she would still have some heartache, but when Zhao Huangting died, Su Musha understood that she had to carry Zhao Huangting's dying entrustment.

To do what Zhao Huangting has never done, set foot in the tenth realm, and take a look at the scenery of the ten realms for Zhao Huangting.

"At least ten Nine Realm cultivators are hiding around, Su Qingke of Dali Temple, Song Ci of Heiya, General Jin Wuwei of the left and right, and Liu Guanshi ......"

"Especially Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom, his cultivation is extremely strong, and he is a figure that can be extremely comparable to Ye Longsheng and the Seed Master, so many people are surrounded by the Taimiao, it doesn't look like they want to come to worship at all."

Lin Siye was dressed in plain clothes, with an axe pinned to his waist, and slowly retracted his perception, and a trace of anger couldn't help but appear on his face.

"So many strong people are staring at Taimiao, just to wait for An Le's self-throwing net."

"What the son of the Zhao family did is really indescribable, but he also imagined that even his own son could be sacrificed, how could the death of the old emperor's uncle cause his grief and compassion?"

Su Musha slowly threw one piece of paper money after another into the brazier, and the flames burned, burning the paper money to ashes, with a longing for the old man.

"Uncle Huang has been thinking about the Great Zhao Zhenjing for so many years, and he paid the price of his own future back then, personally blocking Emperor Yuanmeng, and now, after his death, the son of the Zhao family came to condolence without a word, and even took the death of the old emperor to fish, wanting to fish for happiness, and then quickly, such an act is really annoying."

Fourth Master Lin was furious in his heart.

Su Musha didn't say anything, just silently burned the paper money.

Fourth Master Lin sighed lightly: "Anle...... Will it come? ”

Su Musha shook his head: "I don't know. ”

"Whether you come or not, in fact, it's quite uncomfortable, if you come, it is equivalent to falling into Zhao Tianyan's trap, if you don't come...... The emperor of the Zhao family will use this to claim that he is happy, and we people don't care, and our hearts are really a little pimple. Lin Siye's eyes had a complicated color.

Such a choice requires courage and courage.

However, Lin Siye suddenly remembered what An Le had said when he talked to him.

The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring.

Thinking of the young man's face.

Lin Siye's eyes suddenly showed a little resoluteness: "I know ......"

"Happiness will come."

Su Musha didn't care, whether An Le came or not, for her, the impact was not great, and it couldn't change the fact that Zhao Huangting died.

But if peace really comes......

Su curtain covers today, and he may want to wantonly ......

Kill!

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……

Outside Lin'an Mansion, between the two sword lights, they tore apart the cloud dome.

The twilight clouds are misty, and the rain is misty.

In less than two hours, the old sword saint used all his strength to resist the sword, and took An Le directly from Jinguan City to Lin'an Mansion, and the speed was really very fast.

Lin'an, who just left early this morning, is now back again.

An Le was surrounded by the sword light of the night training sword, suspended high in the air, and the sword qi formed a barrier around him, helping to block the invasion of rain and wind and waves.

The two of them were suspended in the air, and they could see Lin'an City in the hazy smoke.

This city, which carries a lot of memories of An Le, is like a woman who has ripped off her veil, and once again appeared in front of An Le's eyes.

It's just that now this city is a city full of sorrow.

Zhao Huangting didn't come to say goodbye to him, because he didn't want him to come to Lin'an, Zhao Huangting knew too well about the temperament of the son of heaven of the Zhao family, and there was a Qin Lishi on the side to give advice.

Therefore, Zhao Huangting only told Su Mushao Mo to tell An Le before he died.

But I never thought that the bamboo sword and the green mountains were inducted, and his death would touch the sword weapon of the green mountains, and he left Lin'an in the morning light bathing in the morning sun, and in the evening of the twilight rain, he returned to this city again.

"Lin'an, this is a merry city in the south of the Yangtze River, there are many businessmen in the south of the Yangtze River, advocating economy and enjoyment, the son of the Zhao family moved south to here, the capital of Lin'an, but contaminated with the atmosphere of Lin'an, five hundred years of time has passed in a blink of an eye, the atmosphere of Lin'an has penetrated into the marrow of the world's magnates, so that this should be gorgeous to the intoxicating city, full of disgusting decay."

The old sword saint Mai hunts, and the breath is deep and seems to be blended with heaven and earth.

He looked at Lin'an City, his eyes were full of complexity and emotion.

"In fact, what does decay have to do with a city? More of a relationship comes from people, and if people are corrupted, the city will naturally be corrupted. ”

"However, the decay of a city can actually be changed, as long as the people who brought it to decay are washed away, the city is still a city, it can stand for thousands of years without changing, and it will stand for 10,000 years without falling."

An Le said softly.

The old sword saint's eyes fluctuated, and he spoke approvingly.

There are people who have a city, and the character of the city is closely related to people, it is people who change the city, not the city that affects people, and the city is innocent.

"So, do you want to cleanse the city?" The old sword master asked with a smile.

An Le nodded: "If I have the chance, I will clean it." ”

"The West Lake is beautiful, the city is also beautiful, and its beauty should not be polluted by filth and decay."

"Senior, don't enter the city for the time being, I'll go to the city first, and see how many strong people the Zhao family has dispatched this time, and when the strong ones make a move, the seniors will lower the thunder pressure."

"Today, whoever stops me must die."

An Le said softly.

In gentle words, he said a murderous plan.

The old sword saint's eyes moved slightly, he felt the murderous intent faintly diffused on An Le's body, and his heart couldn't help but condense, the death of Zhao Huangting, who was also a teacher and friend, must have had an impact and blow on An Le.

And the emperor of the Zhao family used Zhao Huangting to calculate him, which made the anger in An Le's heart surge, which was a kind of ...... Anger more than insulting oneself.

Anger needs to be vented, and today is in peace...... Doomed to bleed.

But so what?

The entire Sword Pool Palace is betting on An Le, and An Le is even more of a cultivator who has created the Art of War, which is enough to reawaken the vitality of the Sword Pool Palace, and all the old Sword Saint can do is naturally spoil him.

The old sword saint stroked his beard, knowing An Le's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

An Le clenched his fists, and then practiced his sword and wrapped his body, falling towards the city below.

On the official road, the torrential rain is majestic.

The sword light tore through the rainstorm, as if tearing open a curtain.

An Le fell on the muddy official road, and the weeds on the side of the road had long been beaten by the torrential rain.

The sword qi on An Le's body slowly converged, his white clothes were like snow, and his qi and blood were intertwined, forming a misty passport around his body, blocking all the rain.

After the old sword saint's night training sword landed peacefully, it directly turned into a shadow and disappeared without a trace, as if it was pasted on the bamboo sword and green mountain, silently.

This sword seems to be a shadow, night practice, light and shadow, the three swords are originally one sword, and they can be converted in the old sword saint as he wants.

The soles of the feet are on the ground, and the stagnant water splashes apart.

An Le looked at Lin'an City, wearing a bamboo sword and green mountains at his waist, and walked towards the city in the mist and rain step by step.

……

The guards of Lin'an City are rarely guarded very strictly, and the dispatch of troops seems to be much less.

It was as if it was deliberately emptying the troops guarding the gate and letting people enter the city.

However, what should be done still has to be done, so a Seven Realms military general and a Seven Realms refining god free realm civil official were dispatched to guard the castle tower.

On the four-cornered cornice tower, rain fell like a curtain of water, intertwining in front of their eyes.

The military generals of the Seven Realms took the top leader, and they didn't even take the guards to patrol, but in the tower, they played against the civil officials of the Seven Realms.

Sandalwood is secluded, this place that should be serious and cautious, but today it is quiet and a little scary.

"Brother Liu, it's the first time that Lin'an City's guard has been so lax."

"Wouldn't this kind of behavior be too obvious, or even a little provocative......

The military general looked at the civil official opposite, with a little caution in his voice.

In Lin'an, a civil official with the same official position can be more noble than a military attaché, even if the two are both guards in front of the city gate, but in terms of status, this civil official is still higher than him, and many of his orders need to be ordered by this person to act.

There are supervisors and mink temples in the barracks, not to mention the guards in front of the city tower.

"The vigilance of the city is relaxed, that is to give the world-famous security family a chance and courage to enter the city."

"The relationship between the An'an family and the old emperor's uncle is very good, and it is rumored that it is a year-old friend, and now His Majesty is very jealous of this An's family, and wants to get rid of it quickly, and use the death of the old emperor's uncle to set up a net, if An Le dares to enter Lin'an, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape, and even be executed on the spot."

"However, you and I can't do nothing, if An Le dares to come, we have to force him, otherwise, he will retreat directly, and Your Majesty will definitely ask us for sin."

Liu, a civil official, said.

On the face of the military attaché, a few flattering colors couldn't help but appear: "Everything depends on Lord Liu." ”

Suddenly, the two paused in the game, glanced at each other, and walked out of the tower directly against the rain.

The armor-covered general slowly twitched the long knife on the table, the long knife was unsheathed, and the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was a bit of determination.

"Here we are."

The military general said softly.

The qi and blood of the Seven Realms vibrate, and a mountain of blood vaguely appeared on the back.

"You really dare to come, this is everyone...... It's really affectionate and righteous, and he's a wonderful person. ”

"It's a pity, taking the wrong path, taking the wrong step, taking the wrong step."

"Today, in this Lin'an City, I'm afraid it will become the burial ground of the An family."

The civil official wore a splendid official robe, put on an official hat, slowly opened the oil-paper umbrella, and followed the general.

"According to Your Majesty's will, stop him for a moment, but he can be released for a moment, just make a gesture, force him to do it, force him to kill in Lin'an City, you can stop it, and then you can install a felony of attacking the court officials."

The civil servant said with a chuckle.

The military generals glanced at the civil officials, but did not say anything, for the methods and routines of these civil officials, and the grasp of the twists and turns between the officialdom, the military generals can't play these people.

Just do it.

He turned and descended the tower, and the raindrops that fell from the sky fell on his armor, bursting into a diffuse splash.

On the official road outside Lin'an City, in the drizzle, a white-clothed figure intertwined with blood and separated from the rain, there seems to be a faint golden lotus phantom in the center of the eyebrows, and the rain bursting under the feet is like a blooming lotus, and the lotus is coming step by step.

The blue-gray masonry of the city gate has been washed away by the rain, and the mottled traces are much less, and the color has become darker.

With the sound of footsteps, inside the doorway, a military general in iron armor, with a team of 100 people, blocked in the doorway, he was holding a knife, squinting, staring at An Le.

An Le walked step by step, and there was not even this military general in his eyes.

As he got closer and closer to Lin'an City, he seemed to have heard the sound of the Sutra chanted by the monks of the Nalang Ke Temple.

"Come, stop."

The military general held a long knife and said lightly.

Since you want to hinder comfort, you have to put on a posture.

However, An Le still did not stop, facing the generals of the Seven Realms blocking the way and the hundred-person city defense team, An Le stepped straight into the doorway.

On the tower of the city, civil officials hold oil-paper umbrellas and hunt in official robes.

He suddenly had some doubts, because he found that there was no sound in the doorway, and he frowned slightly, holding an umbrella, and turned down from the city tower and landed in front of the doorway.

Turning around slowly, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was difficult to hold and fell directly to the ground.

In the doorway, the corpses were everywhere, and the military general of the Seven Realms was pierced through the heart by his long knife and nailed to the wall of the doorway, and the masonry in the doorway was sunken, inlaid with the figure of the general.

As for the 100-person city protection team, all of them were teams composed of cultivators from the Third and Fourth Realms, as well as a military formation defending the city.

However, at this moment, all of these team members died.

Blood flowed crookedly on the ground, and the pungent smell was difficult to wash away even from the torrential rain.

Generals of the Seven Realms...... led a city defense team of 100 people, and was killed in an instant?

An Le was dressed in white and gave a faint glance at the civil official.

With one step, qi and blood were intertwined, like a shock wave of landslides pouring out from the doorway.

This civil official of the Seven Realms, his hair stood on end, and the light in the mud pill palace in the center of his eyebrows was magnificent, and the primordial spirit jumped out......

However, before he could react, An Le had already appeared at his side, grabbed his head with five fingers, and slammed it on the ground.

Even the primordial gods with the Seven Realms were instantly shattered by the impact.

An Le got up, his white clothes were not stained with the slightest blood, nor did he get half a raindrop, and continued to walk towards the long street, the stagnant water under his feet burst out, like lotus flowers circling.

And behind him in front of the city gate.

The civil official who fell to the ground, his head was already blurred with flesh and blood, and his primordial spirit was gone, and his life was completely lost.

At this moment, the peace of stepping into Lin'an City is definitely not to bring any warm greetings, he will kill whoever stops him on this trip.

Even Tie Lie, who was at the peak of the Seven Realms, was killed by An Le, and now An Le, who has melted mountains and rivers into the backbone, has increased his combat power a lot.

In front of him, the Ordinary Seven Realms were basically killed in seconds, not to mention the weak physical refining civil officials, it was easier to kill than military attachés.

The smell of blood permeated the city gates, and the blood soaked red with the rain that flowed from it.

On the castle tower.

The defenders of the city, who had not participated in this battle, trembled at the sight, and their hearts were full of fear.

It is rumored that the mild-tempered and kind An family...... When it comes to killing people, it is also ruthless, everyone has murderous intentions, but it is not time to kill.

……

……

Tianxuan Palace.

Inside the palace, Qin Lishi and the Zhao family's son of heaven waited calmly.

When An Le's qi machine was released outside Lin'an City, the eyes of the Zhao family Tianzi narrowed: "It's really here, it's really daring to come!" ”

"It's coming so fast, the news from us shouldn't have spread yet, right, this son got the news and rushed to Lin'an?"

"What kind of place does this regard Lin'an City as, come when you want, and leave when you want?"

There was a slight hint of coldness and anger in the eyes of the Zhao family's Tianzi.

The last time, An Le directly nailed the second prince Zhao Pei at the gate of the city, and I still remember vividly, in that battle, An Le took advantage of the momentum of the Holy Mountain and became a cultivator who completed the act of talking to the Holy Master, and obtained the qualification of the Dialogue Holy Master, so that he did not dare to make a move against An Le, and could only watch An Le swagger to set foot in Lin'an.

And this time......

Peace is here again.

This son really doesn't have the slightest awe of Lin'an, and he doesn't have the slightest awe of him!

"Dare to come, stay this time!"

The emperor of the Zhao family sat on the throne, and his eyes fell on Qin Lishi below: "As soon as An Le stepped on Qingbo Street, he sent someone to detain An Le into Dali Temple on the charge of attacking and killing the officials defending the city." ”

When Qin Lishi heard this, he couldn't help but clench his fists: "Obey." ”

As the words fell, Qin Lishi's figure left the palace abruptly.

In the Tianxuan Palace, the emperor of the Zhao family slapped the gauntlet of the throne, the killing machine boiled, and the qi machine rushed.

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Inside Taimiao Lane.

Su Mu's eyes trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the gate of Lin'an City, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

"Here comes peace."

Su Mu's cold and lonely face was slightly moved.

An Le really came, which made her heart feel a little moved, Zhao Huangting didn't want An Le to come, that was because now that An Le was in Lin'an, for An Le, it was equivalent to a desperate situation.

An Le obviously knows this, but he still came, just rushing this point, even if Su Musha tried everything today, he would let An Le finish worshipping Zhao Huangting safely and leave Lin'an safely!

Lin Siye laughed, he really didn't see the wrong person, he speculated that An Le would definitely come, and sure enough, he came.

"The boy who values love and righteousness is worthy of being the junior who was valued by his sister-in-law at the beginning."

Lin Siye stood up, took off the axe pinned to his waist, and there was an embroidery needle-like pendant around his neck, which he took off violently, and suddenly the embroidery needle began to become longer and thicker, and finally turned into a silver spear.

Turned around and walked out of the temple.

Qingbo Street.

Raindrops fall to the ground, sending the stagnant water in circles and dots.

An Le walked step by step, and saw the Taimiao floating in the distance, his face fluctuated slightly, and his hand fell on the bamboo sword green mountain at his waist.

"Your Majesty has an order, An Le attacked and killed the officials of the imperial court guarding the city, and he should be arrested and taken to prison!"

Suddenly, in the distance, a purple-clothed mink temple floated in, his face was full of seriousness, and he conveyed the words of the person in the palace.

With the sound of words coming from the Mink Temple, it echoed in the sky above Qingbo Street.

Around Qingbo Street, the breath of one strong man after another was released.

The dense footsteps resounded, and teams such as Jin Wuwei, Dali Temple Tiger, and Hei Ya Hunting Kuai rushed out from the intricate alleys on both sides of Qingbo Street.

An invisible military force is intertwined and formed, and the snares are in the sky!

An Le calmly glanced at it, there were armies surrounding him in all directions, and in an instant, the water that surrounded him was impassable.

Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom walked out slowly, wearing a simple brocade robe, and he did not cover his armor, because he felt that it was very impolite to cover his armor in front of the old emperor's mourning hall, and it was an insult to the old emperor's uncle.

The left and right generals of Jin Wuwei did not have this concern, they were covered in armor, and there was a bit of coldness and heat in their eyes.

In addition to following the orders of the Zhao family's heavenly son, the benefits brought by killing An Le also made these two powerhouses who had just entered the Nine Realms feel their hearts stirred.

Su Qingke, the secretary of Dali Temple, and Song Ci, the master of the black yaya, are also good at cultivation.

In addition, there are also the guest secretaries and staff members who came out of Prime Minister Qin's mansion.

The most powerful force in the entire Lin'an Mansion was almost all dispatched at this moment, in order to capture An Le, who had thrown himself into the net.

On the Wanghu Tower in the distance.

The crown prince Zhao Shenyan sat on the chair, sipping fragrant tea, staring at the battle on Qingbo Street, there was amazement in his eyes, and after the exclamation, there was a strong jealousy and killing intent.

Euthanasia must die.

The jealousy of the Zhao family's son of heaven for An Le is also the jealousy of his prince for An Le.

Now that the emperor of the Zhao family has lost his heart sword and failed to continue his life, it is he Zhao Shenyan who will inherit the throne of Great Zhao in the future, so the threat to him from An Le is also huge.

Even if...... It was An Le who solved the competitor for him, the second prince Zhao Pei, but the prince didn't care about these at all, or rather, he deliberately forgot about them and increased his jealousy of An Le.

Zhao Shenyan drank all the wine in one gulp.

He admired An Le's courage, but he wanted to take a good look at how An Le coped with this net.

On Qingbo Street, An Le looked at these people calmly, and in the end, his eyes fell on Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu State and Su Qingke of Dali Temple.

"Two, can you let me talk about it after I finish worshipping Senior Zhao?"

An Le held the bamboo sword Qingshan and said softly.

Su Qingke's eyes fluctuated, his eyes were full of complicated colors, he glanced at An Le, and then looked at Liu Guanshi.

On the face of Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom, a look of guilt flashed, he raised the spear in his hand and shook his head: "No." ”

This is the order of the Son of Heaven of the Zhao family, and besides, Zhao Huangting's mourning hall is arranged in the Taimiao, how can he allow a traitor to enter the worship?

Liu Guanshi still adhered to this concept, so he refused to be happy.

Dali Temple Qing Su Qingke also shook his head helplessly.

"There is so much nonsense, capture this son and detain him in Dali Temple, all problems will not be a problem."

General Jin Wuwei said coldly.

This time, Zhao Huangting, who did not ignite Nirvana, was happy.

This time, with Wusheng Mountain as the backer, it is no longer a situation where no one dares to touch Anle.

This time...... Anle is not dead?!

"Kill!"

Left and right Jin Wuwei generals, the two of them shouted in unison, and then the two of them who were the Nine Realms shot at the same time, and the majestic Nine Realms were intertwined and pervasive, making the raindrops falling from the sky seem to have become much more suspended!

Su Qingke and Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom fell silent, glanced at each other, and did not make a move.

In their opinion, An Le came alone, it was really arrogant.

When the identity of the Holy Mountain Lord has no deterrent effect, An Le is just a cultivator of the Double Six Realms, maybe he is a first-class Tianjiao and has excellent combat power, but it is impossible to use the Six Realms to cultivate and fight the Nine Realms, this is absolutely impossible!

Therefore, they admired An Le's courage, and they had to sacrifice Zhao Huangting's friendship to An Le's death, but they had to doubt An Le's arrogance.

In the temple.

Su Musha swept out in an instant, her eyebrows opened and closed, and a sword qi palace appeared, and in the palace, there were dense sword weapons.

In an instant, the sword weapons were like rivers in the sky, rushing out!

"Dayan Sword Formation!"

Su Mu said sharply.

"Today, if you hurt An's happiness, I will be able to kill in Lin'an!"

The swords are intertwined, the dense hanging, the clanging collision, and the bright sound are intertwined!

An invisible sword intent oppression, like a mountain overturned in an instant, swept away.

The blue bricks on the ground of Qingbo Street are densely cracked under such pressure, spreading and intertwining little by little.

Su Musha, the palace master of the Sword Pond Palace, the deterrent power still exists, but as soon as her Dayan Sword Array appeared, her complexion changed slightly, because the entire Lin'an City's protective array was mobilized, and one after another the Yuan Shen of the Eight Realms and Seven Realms Refining God powerhouses rushed into the sky.

Within the Great Protective Array, the combat power of any hostile cultivator would be weakened by a few points.

The strength of Su Musha's Dayan Sword Formation was weakened by a few points.

The old prince of the Wang family took a step forward, his blood was surging, and there was also the Sima family, who also walked out of a strong man in the Nine Realms, and together with the old prince of the Wang family, he was carrying the Great Yan Sword Formation!

However, even in the Lin'an Capital, the Great Yan Sword Formation suppressed by the Great Protective Array of the Imperial Capital, under the collision, the old prince and the nine realms of the Sima family still flew out with blood, and their faces were full of horror.

This palace master of the Sword Pool Palace is not conspicuous, and his reputation among many rivers and lakes is not prominent, but the power of this Great Yan Sword Array is outrageously powerful!

Shangzhu Guo Liu Guanshi made a move, he couldn't let Su Mu cover the wreak havoc in Lin'an City.

Zhao Huangting's death stimulated Su Musha, coupled with the unfair treatment of Zhao Huangting by the Zhao royal family, Su Musha completely broke out at this moment, and the woman went crazy, so it really wouldn't save much reason.

After all, Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu State was the top powerhouse of the Double Nine Realm, and with the blessing of the military strength formed by the thousands of soldiers under his command who surrounded and came from Lin'an City, he actually blocked this Great Yan Sword Formation.

On the other side, Lin Siye threw out a spear and killed, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

Su Qingke, the secretary of Dali Temple, and Song Ci, the master of the Black Yaya, shot together, but they easily suppressed Lin Siye, who had just entered the Nine Realms, even if Lin Siye tried his best, even regardless of life and death, he couldn't break the alliance between the two.

In the Bunin Academy.

A faint sigh.

Zhu Huoxi, the eldest master of the Academy of Literature, stepped out, his Confucian shirt flying, but he was stopped by the second master, Pang Ji.

"Doctor, you and I haven't fought each other for a long time, why don't you have a fight today?"

The second master, Pang Ji, leaned his back, looked at the eldest master, Zhu Huoxi, and said calmly.

The eldest master, Zhu Huoxi, looked at Pang Ji calmly: "You have been in charge of the Academy of Literature for all these years, and you have forgotten even the most basic etiquette, Zhao Huangting and An Le are also teachers and friends, and An Le worships Zhao Huangting, which is righteous and affectionate, you should not stop him from worshipping." ”

Zhu Huoxi said coldly.

Pang Ji sighed: "The scholars of the Academy of Literature are all officials in Da Zhaozhong, and for so many years, the Academy of Literature has been unable to stand alone, and there is no turning back." ”

Zhu Huoxi shook his head, didn't say much, and collided with Pang Ji's primordial gods, as if they had entered the sea of clouds with the roar of the rainstorm, and the primordial gods clashed and played.

……

Qingbo Street.

The outbreak of fighting was not so unexpected.

Su Musha and Lin Siye's shots were all unexpected by An Le.

His gaze swept calmly, remembering the people who shot today, one by one.

The left and right generals of Jin Wuwei were coerced by the coercion of the Nine Realms and oppressed.

However, they were very cautious and did not fight with An Le at the beginning, after all, An Le had the news of killing the Nine Realms, which was not unfamiliar.

Tong Guan died at the hands of An Le.

So they were very cautious, and even, they felt that An Le dared to re-enter Lin'an, it must be with this hole card, and they dispatched the five thousand gold guards under their command who came out of the imperial city to kill An Le, wanting to force An Le's hole card out first.

If you remember well, An Le's hole cards that attracted the heroic help didn't last too long, and what they were really afraid of was the hole cards of An Le Killing Children, although the hole cards might not have been used for a long time.

But the two were still very cautious.

The soldiers of the silver and gold armors, bathed in the rain, rushed to peace.

Among them, there are powerhouses from the Seven Realms and even the Eighth Realm, commanding a team!

An Le watched calmly, and as soon as his heart moved, a war puppet wrapped in a black robe and wearing a silver mask appeared.

Pulling the bow and shooting arrows, it instantly pierced through a Seven Realm cultivator, and the powerful force even drove the Jin Wuwei behind him to scatter and clear a pure out.

The war golem appeared, shooting arrows quickly, and arrows in succession.

One person is like a fort, clearing the way forward for An Le.

However, there are two powerhouses of the Eight Realms who are quickly killed, they are the commanders of Jin Wuwei, and their status is not as good as that of General Jin Wuwei, but they are not low!

The Eight Realms God cultivated and caused the will of heaven and earth to fall.

The surrounding body is filled with peace, making the surroundings seem to turn into a quagmire.

An Le's eyes were fixed, without the slightest meaning of hiding hole cards.

[Heroic Introduction] Dao Guo was directly induced!

Suddenly, in the midst of the rainstorm, a white light turned into a beam of light, and the bamboo sword and green mountains of Anle were pointed, and the sword intent of the mountains and rivers in the red heart was rolling, with the heroic spirit.

The two Eight Realms Golden Guardian Commanders flew out in an instant!

"It's now!"

The two Jin Wuwei generals saw An Le use his hole cards, the corners of his lips curled coldly, without the slightest hesitation, his body pulled out an afterimage in mid-air, and appeared on An Le's left and right sides in an instant.

One of the two holds a golden hammer, and the other holds a golden hammer, the will of heaven and earth is intertwined, and the powerful power of the Yuan Shen is also boiling.

Taking advantage of An Le's burst of heroic spirit, he shot at the moment when he defeated the two Eight Realms, wanting to kill An Le under the weapon!

In the Tianxuan Palace.

Qin Lishi also stepped out and appeared in the center of Baiyu Square, wanting to mobilize hundreds of officials, interweave a great array of primordial gods, oppress An Le, stifle all the vitality of An Le's escape, and lay a real net of heaven and earth!

However, a drop of icy rain slapped on Qin Lishi's face.

His eyes shrank suddenly.

A chill suddenly enveloped Qin Lishi's body, and the Yuan Shen Great Array that he wanted to arrange also stopped instantly.

Qingbo Street.

On An Le's waist, the hidden night sword trembled slightly at this moment.

Accompanied by an extremely loud sword groan.

A majestic sword aura burst out from An Le's body!

The two left and right Jin Wuwei were stunned, and they felt the terrifying coercion of heaven and earth from the sword qi!

"Ten...... Ten Realms! ”

Over Lin'an City.

A white-haired old man in sackcloth carried his hands behind his back and gently clicked down one step.

The large array of city protectors was suddenly carved out of a big hole by the unstoppable sword qi.

In front of the powerhouses of the Ten Realms who master a great avenue and control the will of heaven and earth, the great formation of the city protector is useless.

The night practice sword turned into a sword light and swept up, was held in the old man's hand, and was gently pressed down.

General Jin Wuwei on the left and right was suddenly crushed to the ground, and his fleeing figure was difficult to move at all!

Gap...... Outrageous!

At this time, they realized that Zhao Huangting dared to swing his sword at Emperor Yuanmeng, and what a terrifying heart he had!

Left and right Jin Wuwei knocked his knees on the ground under the sword qi of the old man in Mai, knocking the green bricks to pieces!

The Jin Wuwei, who were suppressed and retreated by the puppets of the fort all around, had already been under the pressure of the old sword saint, and did not dare to move forward or move......

And An Le faced the left and right generals Jin Wuwei who were kneeling on the ground.

An Le's eyes were indifferent, and while he was stepping, he gently swept the bamboo sword and green mountain, and said lightly, as if on the white shengxuan, splashing ink to draw a proud ink bamboo, and the bamboo sword blade waved over the heads of the two or so generals of Jin Wuwei!

Brought up two heads that rose to the sky, full of unwillingness and horror!

The two Jin Wuwei generals are high and powerful, and they are real nobles in Lin'an.

With the cultivation of the Nine Realms, they have endless glory and wealth and superior status.

However, even if they are cautious......

But he never imagined that there would be a Ten Realms Land Immortal to help An Le.

When death approaches.

The two regretted it very much.

The torrential rain washed violently, and the raindrops the size of beans fell, and at the same time, there were two hideous heads of nobles in Lin'an City.

An Le said, this trip to Ann,

Who's in ...... Kill whomever you want!

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