Sword intent is an invisible sword.

This sword starts in the depths of the main hall, piercing the door of the hall, and the profound true yuan of the mountain elder's hundreds of years of penance cultivation is all in the middle, whether the heaven and the earth are tangible or invisible, they will be split into two by this sword, no matter whether it falls or Chen Changsheng, who does not know when the short sword is in his chest, it is impossible to stop this sword.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a figure came like thunder and came to the sword.

With a soft snap, Komatsugong's seemingly unstoppable sword intent was blocked like this!

What shocked everyone in the hall even more was that what blocked this sword intent was only a pair of palms!

The palms of those hands were shrouded in sword light, glowing with a faint gold, as if they were made of gold!

There was a dead silence.

Between Elder Komatsumiya's sword intent and the palms of his hands, there was a series of snapping sounds.

The next moment, in the night outside the Weiyang Palace, there was also a series of crackling sounds!

The sword and palm stood still in front of everyone's sight, but the air around them seemed to shatter.

The night outside the temple seemed to have shattered.

Boom boom!

The formation outside the Weiyang Palace that made the autumn wind unable to enter was instantly broken!

The cold night poured in from countless doors and windows, blowing the robes of the teachers and students in the seats, which was the light of the night pearl, which seemed to be a little shaky at this moment!

The people who were a little closer to the temple gate fell down again and again, their faces were pale, they couldn't breathe, and naturally they couldn't shout.

What a powerful collision of true elements, such a terrifying impact consequence.

The hall was still deadly silent, save for the sound of the night wind howling.

The sword intent gradually faded.

The palms of those hands slowly retracted.

The owner of the palms of both hands is a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and an ordinary bearing, this middle-aged man is a little fat, wearing a silk shirt full of copper coin patterns, and looks like the most common landlord in the countryside.

This ordinary middle-aged man, with only a pair of fleshy palms, easily blocked the angry sword of Lishan Elder Xiao Songgong!

The middle-aged man withdrew his palm, looked at Komatsumiya in the depths of the main hall, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face, and then retreated behind Luoluo.

When he stood in front of Luoluo, he was an ordinary rich man, and when he stood behind Luoluo, he was also an ordinary rich man, without revealing a trace of grandmaster demeanor, nor did he deliberately hide his breath to play the butler.

Because now he is an ordinary rich man, he only likes money, especially gold.

But the people in the hall would definitely not think so, and the eyes of the people looking at the middle-aged man were full of shock and confusion.

A man who can compete with Lishan Elder Komatsu Palace should at least be a figure of the level of Mao Qiuyu, the dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy, how can he be an ordinary rich man?

The people of the Southern Mission were even more shocked and speechless, especially the young disciples who left the mountain, they couldn't understand how they couldn't figure it out, even if Uncle Shi's ancestor was a little casual when he used his sword in a rage, and because he was in the Great Zhou Palace, he didn't do his best, but this middle-aged man was able to not fall behind with just a pair of fleshy palms!

Komatsumiya stood behind the banquet and looked at the middle-aged man at the door of the hall, his emotions were very complicated, as if he remembered something, but he didn't dare to believe it.

A very slight shattering sound rang out.

This voice was very soft, and only Guan Feibai and other disciples who were closest to the mountain could hear it.

Only they could see clearly that the sword scabbard on Elder Komatsumiya's waist was ...... There's a crack!

As ionic disciples, what did they not understand what this meant?

It's not that it's a division of courts, it's not that it's not falling behind, that seemingly ordinary middle-aged man actually defeated Elder Komatsugong in this competition!

......

......

The hall was silent, and everyone's eyes were on the ordinary middle-aged man behind him.

Xu Shiji's face was pale, and his heart had already set off turbulent waves, he knew that the female student named Luoluo of the National Education College had a mysterious background and an extraordinary background, but he didn't expect that she would be able to accept a strong man with such a terrifying strength as a subordinate, who was that middle-aged man? Who is this little girl named Luoluo?

The robe on Komatsumiya's thin body fluttered gently, which was blown by the night wind outside the hall, and it was also because the hands in his sleeves were trembling slightly.

The previous confrontation was only separated in an instant, and it seemed that there was no victory or defeat, but he knew that he had lost, and he was not lightly injured, his meridians were shocked, and his true yuan overflowed...... But what really shocked him was not the strength of the middle-aged man, but the something he vaguely remembered, someone.

Something back then, someone back then.

Komatsumiya looked at the middle-aged man with slightly squinted eyes, a little hesitant, and asked, "...... are you?"

The middle-aged man stood behind Luo Luo and coughed lightly twice, and he could hear that he had also been injured in the previous fight.

The cough was very soft, and it fell on Komatsumiya's ears, but it was like thunder.

The middle-aged man said, "Yes, it's me." ”

Komatsumiya's color changed suddenly, his old cheeks were as white as snow, and his eyes were filled with infinite anger, but he couldn't hide the deepest throbbing.

"Golden Jade Rule!"

"Why are you here!"

......

......

The elder of the Komatsu Palace was full of angry and resentful shouts, echoing in the Weiyang Palace.

Other than that, there is no sound.

Everyone was stunned, looking at the middle-aged man's eyes, there was no longer confusion, only shock, or awe.

Gou Hanshi, Guan Feibai and other disciples of the Inner Sect of the Mountain had all heard of the greatest hatred of the master and ancestor in this life, and the eyes that looked at the middle-aged man at this time were extremely complicated.

It was the proud and indifferent Tang Thirty-six, who was also startled after hearing the name Jin Yulu, looking at the middle-aged man, his eyes widened, as if he wanted to determine whether what he saw was a real person.

Chen Changsheng knew this middle-aged man, he only knew that this middle-aged man was a figure like the housekeeper around Luoluo, and the meals sent by Baicao Garden every day were carefully arranged by this person, he had dealt with this person a few times, and he didn't see anything special, so he felt ...... This middle-aged man is very wordy, much like an aunt.

The middle-aged man is Jin Changshi in the Baicao Garden.

Where would Chen Changsheng have thought that this golden butler, who was very much like an aunt, would be such a powerful man.

But he had never heard the name Jin Yulu, so he couldn't understand the dead silence in the hall and the strange gazes of everyone.

Jin Yulu is a legendary character in this continent.

Back then, the human race and the demon clan joined forces and fought with the demon clan for many years, and he served as a grain and grass officer three times.

Grain and grass officials are very important, but if they fail to meet the deadline, they may cause devastating and tragic consequences.

He said that when the grain, grass and ordnance could be delivered to wherever and whenever it could be delivered, there would be no accident.

Because he says one or the other.

Anyone who questioned his decision had already fallen into the snowstorm in the north.

Jin Yulu, the head of the four great gods of the demon clan.

His Majesty Emperor Taizong of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the royal pen praised: the golden rule!

......

......

Mao Qiuyu, the head of the Heavenly Dao Academy, sighed lightly and stood up.

Chen Liuwang was helpless and stood up.

Mo Yu had a headache, rubbed his eyebrows, and finally stood up.

With Jin Yulu's military exploits and virtues, he is naturally worthy of such a courtesy, but for the above-mentioned big people who know the secrets of Baicao Garden, more importantly, Jin Yulu has already revealed his identity, so someone naturally has to show his identity, since everyone in the palace has to get up, then they might as well get up first.

Tonight's Qingteng banquet will inevitably be recorded in the history books.

A little later, the rest of the people in the hall finally reacted.

Their gaze moved from Jin Changshi's body to the little girl in front of him, moving very slowly, because it was heavy.

The faces of the people in the southern mission were slightly pale, Guan Feibai was unwilling, and his breathing was a few points rougher.

Gou Hanshi's expression was solemn, thinking that he had been in Kyoto all along.

In the seat of the Heavenly Dao Academy, Zhuang Changyu got up slowly, his eyes were full of pain, his body shook slightly, and he looked a little depressed.

Since the first night of the Qingteng Banquet, countless people have been speculating about the identity of the little girl in the National Education College.

People only know that her origin must be extraordinary and her background is mysterious, but no one can guess it.

To be precise, no one dared to guess in that direction.

Tonight, Jin Yulu stood quietly behind the little girl, and the identity of the little girl was naturally about to come out.

Tang Thirty-six looked at Luoluo with a complicated expression, not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking.

It was silent, and no one was silent.

Someone needs to break the silence.

Chen Changsheng turned around and quietly watched Luoluo.

Luoluo lowered his head and muttered, "Sir, I didn't mean to lie to you. ”

In the National Education Academy, she once said that as long as Chen Changsheng asked her, she would definitely say it.

Chen Changsheng didn't ask.

Now you don't have to ask.

But there always seems to be something missing

Chen Changsheng looked at the little girl's nervous appearance, laughed, and asked gently, "Who are you?"

She thought for a moment and said, "I'm Luoluo." ”

Chen Changsheng said seriously: "This is not a bad thing, this is something to be proud of. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Luoluo raised his head, looked at the eyes with different expressions in the hall, and calmly took a step forward.

The night breeze enters the hall, and the green silk flutters lightly on the cheeks.

She is a little girl in a college skirt, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, still childish, just ordinary.

But she took a step forward, and she stood in front of the entire world, in front of everyone.

Her college skirt seemed to have become an imperial robe, and a sense of nobility emanated from her body.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

The whole palace seemed to be really bright.

This is true extravagance.

People subconsciously avoided her gaze, some even took a few steps back in panic, and no one dared to make eye contact with her.

It's not fear, it's too bright.

She is like a newborn sunrise.

Calm and warm, but with enough awe and distance.

She looked at the people in the hall calmly and proudly and said, "My surname is Bai, the Bai of the White Emperor." ”

The demon domain in the west, there is a big city in the depths of the domain, at the origin of the Lethe River, it is majestic and magnificent, and the red river of eight hundred miles surrounds the city.

The name of the city is the White Emperor City, because the White Emperor lives in the city.

She is the only daughter of the contemporary White Emperor.

The two banks of the 800-mile Red River are her fiefdoms.

She is falling.

She is Her Highness Luoluo.