In the early morning, the sun shines on the palace, and the mist gently covers the ancient palace and streets like a light veil.

There was a hint of morning coolness in the air, but more of a solemn atmosphere.

In the silence, it seemed that the faint humming of internal forces could be heard.

Countless people walked lightly and steadily towards the palace.

The Central Plains Martial Arts came, and the Yuan Chamber Martial Arts also came, and everyone didn't make a sound, silently looking at Song Qingshu and the other seven people on the Jinluan Palace.

Everyone was surprised and puzzled by Zhang Wuji's appearance.

But now all the surprises and doubts can only be buried in the heart.

An invisible momentum permeated the palace.

Everyone felt the oppression between life and death, and every breath seemed to become heavy.

However, in this tense and dangerous atmosphere, there is an unyielding fighting spirit quietly spreading, that is, the persistence of the homeland and the persistence of faith.

In the depths of the palace, the figures of Jing Bufan and other six people slowly appeared in it.

Their bodies were not fast, but their figures were so firm that they landed on the Jinluan Palace.

It was a forbidden area for countless years, but now it has become a battlefield.

At this moment, Song Qingshu and the others looked at each other with Jing Bufan and the others, except for Zhang Wuji, everyone else was very calm.

"Very good." Song Qingshu looked at the confident and calm Jing Bufan and smiled.

This is the old man, the opponent, and the enemy in his heart...... Brothers.

Instead of the lifeless scenery of the palace.

Around the palace, countless spectators held their breath and stared intently upward.

The Central Plains Martial Arts is looking forward to this duel, the Yuan Room Martial Arts is also looking forward to it, and the last expectations of the Yuan Room Martial Arts are in this battle.

The army was defeated, and the emperor died...... What else can they rely on, the only ones are the top masters.

Above, Jing Bufan smiled at Song Qingshu and glanced at Zhang Wuji, who was a little nervous on the side: "Is your brother enough?" ”

"This time it's not like ever."

Without waiting for Song Qingshu to reply, the long sword in Zhang Wuji's hand bloomed directly with a dazzling light, and the internal strength was released.

Although the sword could indeed do this, the light of this sword had changed significantly compared to Qi Mu and the others, and it was much worse.

"Genius indeed." Yuan Qing looked at Zhang Wuji with the same eyes as if he admired his own juniors, and said with a smile.

"Yes, even though it's a blessing, it's also reached the height we are at."

"Much better than your brother."

For a while, everyone laughed, whether it was Song Qingshu, Yang Xue and others, Yuan Room and others.

Only Zhang Wuji's face was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to respond.

But after such a joke, Zhang Wuji's previous tension was obviously much better.

Zhang Wuji went from being nervous at the beginning to being curious.

He was very curious about Song Qingshu and others, as well as everyone in the Yuan Room.

The tense situation he had in mind did not arise, but was extremely peaceful.

Everyone is obviously the enemy of life and death, but they can talk and laugh, he doesn't understand.

"Looks like it's pretty much there." Jing Bufan saw Zhang Wuji relaxing, looking at the rising sun and revealing a bright smile.

"Come on!"

Rumble!!

There is no so-called temptation, there is no so-called hiding, and a terrifying aura rises directly from Jing Bufan's body.

The same is true for other people, the moment the internal strength is triggered, the six people in the Yuan Room directly resonate with their internal force, making bursts of sounds.

The Gang Qi formed by the six people is not just a simple Gang Qi, but with a scorching red, and their light is better than the rising sun.

Jing Bufan looked at Song Qingshu and smiled: "Originally, there was one person who could perfect the Beidou Great Array, but you gave a death order, and those people from the Long Snake Sutra couldn't enter the Central Plains, so there were only six of us." ”

"Let me see your True Martial Seven Interception Formation."

Song Qingshu and the others didn't talk nonsense, it was already an unavoidable battle, and when they reached their level, they would lose all the battles if they were not careful.

Hiding is just a joke.

The internal energy burst out at the same time, and it was also the resonance of the Gang Qi, at least their Gang Qi was not blessed by the internal strength.

But the difference was that the swords in their hands all turned red, and this light seemed to be even more like the Gang Qi of Jing Bufan and others.

At this moment, many people saw the situation on both sides.

Even ordinary first-class masters can see that Jing Bufan and others have stronger internal strength than Song Qingshu and others.

The sword in the hands of Song Qingshu and the others made up for this.

A breeze blew, and thirteen people on both sides moved, without rhetoric or verbal disputes.

Song Qingshu became the knife of the Zhenwu Seven Interception Array, and Jing Bufan became the knife of the Beidou Great Array.

At the moment of contact between the two sides, Song Qingshu watched the long knife in Jing Bufan's hand turn into a palm, and his brows furrowed slightly.

But he still didn't stop.

This blow is full force......

I saw that Jing Bufan's palm technique carrying boundless qi was directly cut by Song Qingshu, and then he quickly retreated, and the long knife held in his right hand blasted out with a punch.

The clothes on the arms were directly shattered due to the blessing of the huge internal strength, revealing the powerful arms.

"Three punches into one!"

This punch was magnificent, and it was like a rolling flame, and then Song Qingshu's face did not fluctuate at all, and his backhand was directly broken with a sword.

This move will not work against him!

He knew that Jing Bufan also knew, but Jing Bufan still used it!

"Retreat!" The long knife in Yuan Qing's hand slashed suddenly, directly blocking Song Qingshu's sword that went straight to Jing Bufan.

Below, countless people in the Yuan Room Martial Arts showed an unprecedented light in their eyes.

The martial arts used in the prospect of extraordinary punches is the enlightenment boxing method that everyone in the Yuan Chamber martial arts can do.

The three punches are one, and they see the direction.

Above, Jing Bufan faced Song Qingshu again, and he was also unstoppable, but he still didn't have the knife in his hand.

This time it's the pace.

Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan's unwavering eyes and took a step back: "Zhang Wuji, you come!" ”

Zhang Wuji was suddenly shocked by the sudden change, but he still didn't think much about it and directly confronted Jing Bufan.

Just as he slashed out with a sword, Song Qingshu's deep voice sounded: "Don't use a sword." ”

"Use the Central Plains martial arts."

The long sword that Zhang Wuji slashed out stopped in an instant, and a huge roar came out, directly shattering the attacking Gang Qi.

Then the long sword in his hand began to move from small to top.

Kunlun Liangyi swordsmanship!

The eyes of the people of the Kunlun faction gathered, and they stared at Zhang Wuji deadly.

It is not surprising that Zhang Wuji knows the Liangyi swordsmanship, and Zhang Wuji has repaired the martial arts of various factions at the beginning.

Yuan Room Martial Arts also stared at Jing Bufan with the same death.

The battle continued, and their heartbeats seemed to be synchronized with the movements of the masters, and each fight gave them some insight.

It's not like fighting, it's teaching.

Zhang Wuji in the Central Plains is good, and Jing Bufan in the Yuan Room is also good.

The martial arts used by the two of them are the martial arts of their respective martial arts, and their comprehension has reached the extreme.

Jing Bufan, as a person with no background, has come to the present, and he is the head of a hundred schools.

Zhang Wuji's experience is also rich, Xie Xun, Wudang, and in order to make up for Xie Xun's mistakes, he checked the classics of various factions, plus Jiuyang Shengong, he will also learn most of the martial arts in the Central Plains.

Zhang Wuji became more and more relaxed at this time, and all kinds of martial arts were at his fingertips.

His gaze became more and more confident, and Jing Bufan looked at Zhang Wuji with a smile on his face.

"Yuanqing is right, you are better than your brother in some aspects."

Zhang Wuji also smiled at this time, at first he didn't understand why Song Qingshu, Jing Bufan and others could be so calm and indifferent.

Now he's slowly getting it.

It's a rival and a friend.

Maybe Jing Bufan really wanted to teach the Yuan Chamber martial arts something through the battle, but it also gave him the opportunity to leave something for the Central Plains martial arts and adapt to the rhythm of the battle at the same time.

Even if the two sides are rivals, mortal enemies, he respects this person.

Everyone else silently cooperated with the drill.

Song Qingshu and others are good, and Yuan Room and others are also good.

Is Zhang Wuji Jing Bufan's opponent? No, it's definitely not, even if Zhang Wuji reaches one qi and twenty points in the addition of exercises, but this is only qualified to participate in the battle.

When a knife? That's just a joke.

But even so, Song Qingshu still let Zhang Wuji go, which is very dangerous, because if Jing Bufan suddenly makes a move, he will lose everything.

This may seem incomprehensible to others, but to the older generation, or to the top players, they can understand it.

This is the bottom line, integrity, and fundamentality of a person who learns martial arts.

Distance......

The older generation of the Yuan family gathered together with Zhang Sanfeng and others.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the battle above, looked at Jing Bufan with complicated eyes, and then turned his head to look at Ba Shang.

"Old thing, Jing boy saved the entire Yuan Room Martial Arts."

"It's a pity for this kid."

Ba Shang did not make a sound, but silently looked at Jing Bufan above, and then got up to leave.

The same goes for others.

There is no need to watch this game, they already know the result.

Zhang Sanfeng and the others watched the people in the Yuan Room leave, without hindrance or words.

They can understand the feelings of the older generation of the Yuan Room, some things are harder to say than death, and this is the case with the older generation of the Yuan Room now.

They all understand what Jing Bufan is doing.

Death! Or to die.

Watching the successor of the martial arts go to death, this feeling is only understood by those of them.

A successor needs to be cultivated for countless years, talent, character, life, and experience......

However, even if you do everything well, it can be a failure.

Jing Bufan...... This is an almost perfect successor.

If Jing Bufan lived, the Yuan Room Martial Arts would be much easier in the future, but now Jing Bufan is going to die.

Hang white flags in the imperial city and kill the emperor...... In order to keep the Yuan room, the older generation.

The only thing Jing Bufan can do is die!

Jing Bufan's current choice is almost the same as Song Qingshu, Jing Bufan knows that as long as his successor dies, the older generation will not work hard, and they will not dare.

At this moment, all the mysteries and doubts in the hearts of the older generation were solved.

Jing Bufan had been prepared for this since he killed the emperor.

The imperial city hung white flags, in order to leave a chance for the people of the world and the soldiers of the world to escape without dying in vain.

Regicide...... Even if they bear it for Jing Bufan, Jing Bufan can't get over this hurdle in his heart.

Death...... Perhaps it is the best option to ignore the future and save the older generation.

In this battle, Jing Bufan wanted to leave something behind, so he chose to teach.

The martial arts of the Yuan Room Martial Arts, Jing Bufan showed them all, this is at great risk, or the danger of death.

Song Qingshu saw Jing Bufan's intentions, so he let Zhang Wuji go.

Whether it is to train Zhang Wuji, or to teach the Central Plains martial arts, at least for Song Qingshu, this result is acceptable to him.

Maybe...... Song Qingshu also guessed.

The battle was still going on, and Jing Bufan slowly dimmed as he practiced martial arts one by one.

"I'm coming!" Song Qingshu noticed the change in Jing Bufan, shouted loudly, and rushed forward directly.

Zhang Wuji retreated in an instant.

"Cher!" Song Qingshu shouted, and Yang Xue and Song Qingshu directly combined their swords.

Yuan Qing, Yuan Zhe, and the two of them saw Song Qingshu suddenly make a move, directly operated the Long Snake Sutra, and resisted a blow.

"Jing Bufan, you are trying to continue for Lao Tzu." Song Qingshu roared angrily, and the light of the long sword in his hand directly bloomed three feet.

Yang Xue was the same, under the blessing, a sword formed by the release of internal strength directly hung high above Yuan Qing's head, and Yuan Zhe directly cut it down with unparalleled destructive power.

"Old Jing!!" Yuan Qing, Yuan Qing roared angrily.

Yang Xue and Song Qingshu are already powerful when they combine their swords, and now with the blessing of the True Martial Seven Interception Array, they can't resist this sword, and they must be three of them together.

At this moment, Jing Bufan finally held the long knife in his hand, and his figure flashed directly.

Rumble!!

In one collision, five people separated.

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue didn't give the other three a chance to stop, and rushed forward again.

Yang Xue looked at the angry Song Qingshu and was puzzled, she didn't understand why Song Qingshu was suddenly so angry and suddenly hit so decisively.

Zhang Wuji didn't understand, and Youlan Zhuya didn't understand either, but they still cooperated with Song Qingshu at the first time.

The Great War broke out at this moment.

The previous battles were pediatric compared to the present.

The main hall was full of afterimages and gangqi, and the weak people couldn't even see their figures.

Strong...... Unbeatably strong.

This is also the first time that countless people intuitively recognize the strength of top masters.

The terrifying destructive power of internal strength and external release, the forbidden area formed by Gangqi, and the simple moves of the avenue.

Below.

Ximen Ouyang looked at Song Qingshu, who was in a wrong mood, and sighed: "This kid can see it." ”

"He can see what Jing Bufan is doing."

"He wants to use Yuan Qing and Yuan Zhe to exert pressure and arouse Jing Bufan's heart to die."

Nangong Ping nodded and sighed: "Yes, Song Kid only wants to win, he doesn't want to kill." ”

"At least not the extraordinary."

"Jing Bufan has too much communication with Song Xiaozi, Song Xiaozi's growth needs opponents, and Jing Bufan has played a suitable opponent."

said, looking at Zhang Sanfeng: "Zhang Zhenren, this is also the reason why you did not hesitate to take over the killing of the monarch instead of Jing Bufan." ”

"You didn't hesitate at that moment."

"Yes." Zhang Sanfeng nodded, got up and walked into the distance.

"Let's go, it's over."

"Our time is over, and this era doesn't need us anymore."

Everyone looked at the figure of Zhang Sanfeng leaving, sighed, and then glanced at the battlefield above the main hall, shook their heads and left.

In this battle, Jing Bufan got what he wanted, the older generation lived, and the Yuan Room Martial Arts retired, and the price was death.

Song Qingshu also got what he wanted, the older generation couldn't fight, the Central Plains calmed down, and he became the former Zhang Zhenren of the Central Plains.

Everything seems to be complete, but it is so sad.

Song Qingshu will kill his friends, best friends, or brothers.

He also had to watch Wulin go to Mongolia to take revenge.

But he can't stop all this, this is the general trend, and it is also everyone's own choice. (End of chapter)