Chapter Twenty-Eight: What Is the Peak?

A twenty-four-five-year-old boy shook his head helplessly when he saw the brilliance of Li Kang'an in this enchantment before, and also saw the Holy Grandfather disappear into a remnant soul.

The young man was wearing a purple coat, with long hair like flowing water, and under his eyebrows were eyes like torches, and his body was burly, and the aura of Megatron made people dare not look directly.

The sword intent on Li Kangan's body also felt the breath of a young man, and he was obviously more stable, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

After Li Kangan walked half a pillar of incense according to Jian Yi's instructions, he saw the purple-clothed young man.

The man was full of strong imperial energy, pressing downward, terrifying, his long hair fluttering, and a terrifying wave of qi roaring, squeezing towards Li Kangan, making Li Kangan worship involuntarily.

If it is said that Li Kangan knelt down to the Holy Grandfather, it was out of respect in his heart and bowed to the person in front of him, that is, the admiration of the sword intent in his heart was moved by him.

After looking at this person, Li Kangan inexplicably felt like a horse on the ground, looking up at the unicorn in the sky.

"The fragrance of the mansion, the thousand fierce waves, and the Taigu Kun Jue can't stop me in the slightest, is it possible that a child in your twenties can stop me?"

Li Kangan didn't know why he had such a thought in his heart, wasn't he just a teenager in his twenties? Younger than his own age.

Although Li Kangan did not know the source of the sword intent in his heart. However, he obviously knew that the sword intent in his heart was strong, after all, it was rare to make the founder of the Taigu Kun Jue retreat.

Li Kangan was very puzzled, how could the young man in front of him be able to make him admire the sword intent in his heart?

Looking at the young man in front of him, Li Kangan couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and walked straight over.

"Guanyu, you're finally here!"

The teenager in his twenties burst out laughing, as if his best friend he had been waiting for for many years had arrived.

"Guanyu? Are you calling me? Li Kang's doubts in peace of mind became even greater, and he looked at the young man in front of him.

"Hahaha, it's hard to make an appointment for thousands of years, but fortunately it's the same!"

The boy nodded, and hearty laughter came out again.

I don't know why, Li Kangan's body was not under his control, and he was controlled by the sword intent in his heart, and thousands of swords frantically gathered in front of him, all of them were swords, and the sword aura was overwhelming, extremely terrifying.

"It's hard to make an appointment for thousands of years, but fortunately, it's the same today, Jian Chong!"

Li Kangan shouted forward, thousands of swords gathered together, with a lawless spirit, domineering, all stabbed towards the young man, thousands of swords, in front of the other party, turned into one, before the sword arrived, the terrible aura seemed to penetrate people.

"It deserves to be the best in the world!"

After the voice of appreciation came out, I saw the young man's palm poking out, the golden palm shadow was monstrous, a huge rumbling sound came out, the space roared, and the golden flame swirled in the young man's palm, burning wildly, refining everything.

At the moment of blasting out this palm, the young man released a powerful and domineering aura all over his body, which instantly made Li Kangan feel like he was suppressed, and he was afraid!

With this palm, the void trembled violently, covering the sky and the sun, and the huge palm print was like a mountain, crushed down from the void.

Thundered!

A sneering sound came out, and the sword qi was intended to move forward bravely, but Li Kangan's cultivation had not even entered the saint, and it was not enough to completely hone the sword intent.

Gradually, the sword intent in Li Kang's peace of mind was killed by the domineering palm qi, as if the stone sank into the sea, without the slightest response, the momentum that bombarded the young man and dissipated directly into nothingness.

Li Kangan's sword qi intent stabbed behind the palm of the imperial qi, causing his body to tremble violently, and his body was trembled backwards.

However, the young man also had his hands condensed, his face was solemn, and the meaning of the sword did hurt him a lot.

"This ......" Li Kangan looked down at his belly, incredulous.

Li Kangan obviously felt that the sword intent in his heart had done his best, and if it was the Holy Ancestor who took this sword, it would also be wiped out.

But this sword intent that moved forward bravely and pushed withering was actually dissolved by the young man in front of him, how is this not surprising.

"What is the pinnacle? What are you Li Kangan? "

The young man's face was grim, as if he had seen through Li Kangan's thoughts, and one after another questions were issued, emanating from Li Kangan's mind to his heart, echoing in his ears countless times, and penetrating deep into his soul.

"What is the pinnacle? What am I, Lai Kang An? "

Let Li Kangan no longer move forward, slowly leaned down, clutched his head tightly, and fell into endless thoughts.

After the sword intent that supported Li Kangan forward dissipated, there was no response.

In the face of this heartfelt questioning, Li Kangan is like a drop in the ocean, compared with this vast world, what is he?

Li Kangan's martial arts cultivation gradually collapsed, and the martial arts cultivation that had been reduced to the lowest entry cultivation was sealed in Tang Zhengning's mind, and it was only released after a hundred years.

After thinking about it for a hundred years, all the memories in Li Kang's peace of mind have been lost, and all that remains in his heart is that question, what is the peak? What am I, Li Kangan?

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In the court of the Xueji Dynasty, those ministers who had courage and ability were basically cleaned up by Leng Tianyue, and most of the ministers left behind were courtiers who were bent to cater to them.

After Li Kang'an disappeared, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty also echoed and praised: "King Pingtian can fight on his horse, and he can govern when he gets off his horse, and I am blessed with Xueji." "

"Thanks to the King of Heaven today, if it weren't for King Ping, I would definitely suffer a bloody storm."

"Bow down to King Ping." The more frightened minister knelt down and kowtowed directly to Tang Zhengning.

There are also some ministers who endure humiliation and are full of anger, so they can only clench their fists, and secretly curse in their hearts: "Tang Zhengning, a traitor, if it weren't for him today, the demon queen would be eliminated!" "

"Emperor Yongping is really a wise man, he was confused for a while, how could he pick up such a white-eyed wolf and come back."

"If Your Majesty didn't show compassion back then, Emperor Yongping would not accept this traitor as his righteous son, and Xue Ji would definitely return to peace."

Tang Zhengning didn't care about the flattery of the ministers, nor did he care about the anger on the faces of those loyal ministers, but just waved his hand and signaled for the ministers of the court to stop talking.

"Your Majesty is frightened when the minister's rescue is late." Tang Zhengning saw that Li Kangan had been sealed, so he bowed down and said politely.

The ministers in the palace were all shocked by Li Kangan, there is no doubt that the most frightened was Leng Tianyue on the dragon chair, after all, Li Kangan came to take his life.

The minister's arguments were ignored, and he sat on the dragon chair in a daze, like a wooden chicken.

Seeing Tang Zhengning's serious face, the ministers didn't dare to talk more, but just lowered their heads and waited for Leng Tianyue to speak.

"Brother, where did Li Kangan go?" After slowing down for a long time, Leng Tianyue came back to her senses, looked at Tang Zhengning in the audience in panic and asked.