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It was the anniversary of the founding of the Nanming royal family.

The descendants of the royal Nangong family, lined up like a long queue to worship their ancestors, and under the leadership of the acting emperor Nangong Jian, they left the imperial capital with great momentum and went to the burial place of the ancestors who sacrificed to create the great cause of the royal family and founded the country: the Heroic Tower.

When the royal team travels, it should be the first majestic momentum, with guards and honor guards, and it is difficult to see the image of worshipping ancestors when talking about the situation of the team alone. It's just that the people of the national capital, Nantian City, are not surprised by this situation, as if it should be like this.

Halfway through, in a valley in the south of Nantian City, a terrifying beast roar suddenly sounded, resounding for nearly ten breaths.

"Roar!"

"Roar, roar, roar......"

The deafening roar of the beast naturally alarmed the nearby warriors, and some brave people went to investigate, and saw a warrior wearing a bronze mask, riding a strange-looking spirit beast, and quickly running towards the south.

"What a mighty spirit beast! I don't know what kind of master its master is, but he can tame such a powerful second-order demon beast! The realm of this spirit beast is afraid that it has reached the peak of the second order......

There are people who are good at identifying demon beasts, and they can't help but praise loudly, and their words are full of envy.

The rest of the people were all talking about it, but no one had chased the spirit beast away. After all, spirit beasts can only recognize the Lord once, and spirit animals with masters are no longer attractive.

And such a powerful spirit beast, everyone present thought that they had no strength to fight.

"That's a sword-wielding boy!"

I don't know who shouted, and suddenly set off a monstrous wave. After an uproar, everyone reacted one after another, seeing the appearance of this spirit beast, it was not just the same as the rumored young spirit beast with a sword.

"Chase!" Under the temptation of the Divine Sword, some people suddenly chased south, and even the martial artists of the Primal Martial Realm were carried away by greed, thinking that they were lucky to win the Divine Sword. You can reach the sky in one step.

Of course. There are also sensible people, who are well aware of the prestige of the sword-wielding boy, and it is rumored that he fought with his spirit beast and killed the old monster who had just entered the spirit martial realm, and his own strength could also be easily killed, and he was the peak master of the true martial arts realm.

It's just that these people have reason, but they are not without greed. The six powerful forces are all chasing the sword-wielding boy, and they have lost their traces for more than a month, so if they provide clues to the sword-wielding boy, they can naturally get rich rewards.

And this status is located in the south of the capital of the Southern Ming Kingdom, the closest to the Southern Ming royal family among the six major forces, and most of the warriors present. They all chose to go to the royal family to report and invite credit, and they also rushed to catch up for fear of falling behind. There are also a very small number of martial artists, who are the spies of the rest of the forces, and they hurriedly pass on the news to their respective forces through special contact methods.

Li Hu sat on Long Qi's back, and he was still a little afraid at first, but fortunately, before Wu Feng ordered, Long Qi was also extremely gentle with Li Hu.

I started to see no one chasing me. It's like you haven't found out who you are. Li Hu was secretly anxious in his heart, and was about to pause for Ji Lu. Finally, when he saw someone chasing after him, he was relieved to control the dragon qi and escape.

In fact, all of this is within the scope of Wu Feng's calculations.

From the place where Li Hu and Long Qi appeared, it took more than half an hour to rush to the bank of the Songlin River at the speed of the Dragon Qilin. Similarly, from the place where they appeared, with the third-layer martial artists of the True Martial Realm at full speed, it would take half an hour to rush to the Nanming royal family to pay respects.

After opening the journey for this period of time, with the speed of the dragon qi, it was enough to escape safely under the pursuit of the old monsters of the Lingwu Realm. It's just that it can't be calculated, if there are warriors nearby, after the battle with the dragon qi, there will be a lot of time to delay.

Half an hour later, it was close to noon, and when the royal ancestor worship team was about to rush to the Heroic Martyrs' Tower, they were disturbed by the shouts of warriors one after another.

Fortunately, on the day of the royal family's ancestor worship, they generally do not use force to see blood. This is also where the courage of these warriors dares to stand in the way here.

After sending someone to inquire, it was the acting emperor Nangong Jian, who was also surprised: "What? The sword-wielding boy appeared nearby and was running south...... Is that true?"

"More than a dozen warriors came, all of them were unanimous, claiming that they had seen it with their own eyes, and it didn't seem to be a lie to describe the appearance of the spirit beast. And they all came for the sake of the invitation, and it should be impossible for them to lie. The old man in front of Nangong Jian replied that it was he who had interrogated before.

"Okay! I'll go and report to the ancestors, and you will record the identities of those people, and if the situation is true, you will be rewarded! If you lie about the information and disrupt the order of worshipping the ancestors today, you will also be severely punished!"

After Nangong Jian finished speaking, he rushed to the car behind, among them was the royal ancestor who pressed the formation this time, the Supreme Elder of the Lingwu Realm. After a report, the other party immediately ordered: "All martial artists above the sixth layer of the True Martial Realm will follow the old man to pursue the divine sword!"

At the same time, he also said to Nangong Jian: "You arrange for someone to return to the royal family to inform you that this trip is below the sixth layer of Zhenwu, and the ancestor worshippers must not be delayed." The Nangong family's ancestor worship is also a big deal, and no one can be tricked and make jokes in vain!"

"Obey the orders of the ancestors!" Nangong Jian replied respectfully.

The team of the Nangong royal family worshipping ancestors suddenly left more than a dozen people, all of whom were at the peak of the True Martial Realm and the sixth-layer martial artists of the True Martial Realm, and only one of them was an old monster of the Lingwu Realm. There is also a fifth layer of the True Martial Realm, the descendants of the Nangong family, who hurried back to the royal family to report the situation here.

The rest of the men continued on their way, speeding up their march because of the previous delay.

If the royal ancestor worship team returns, or waits for a while, Wu Feng's plans will be in vain.

It's just because Wu Feng has a very high general momentum for these things, and he sees it very clearly and thoroughly, and he values majesty and protects his reputation. Knowing that the royal ancestor worship procession, as long as it leaves the royal palace, it will inevitably go all the way to the end, and it will not be canceled or delayed.

Otherwise, if the ancestor worship ceremony is blocked, it will become a big laughing stock, a blow to the prestige of the royal family, and an indelible shame.

The ancestor worship procession is close to the Martyr's Tower, and the only wooden bridge over the tower river will be the only path.

The river embankment was built with stone slabs, and Wufeng was under the water level, digging a channel to hide. At this time, Wu Feng hid in the stone cave passage, borrowing water and grass to hide his stealth form, and watched the wooden bridge intently. When Nangong Jian passed through the wooden bridge, it was his only chance to sneak attack, because the water had the effect of isolating the breath, so that the other party would not find out in advance.

It's just that water can isolate the breath, and it will also produce refraction, and when Wu Feng releases his arrow, he must surface, so there is only one chance to sneak attack.

"It's coming!" Wu Feng was suddenly alert and found that someone had stepped on the wooden bridge, but he didn't know if Nangong Jian would be in the front.

"It's not. The two third-level martial artists of the True Martial Realm should be the ones who opened the way in front. Wu Feng saw the appearance of the people on the bridge, and was immediately disappointed. If Nangong Jian was at the forefront, his chances of succeeding in one blow would be greater.

Next, after walking through four people again, a total of six people, finally one person stepped on the wooden bridge.

"Nangong Sword!" Although he had never seen the enemy with his own eyes, after entering Nantian City, he had stared at the portrait of the enemy countless times in the past ten days.

Nangong Jian is the acting emperor, and his portrait is not hidden in Nanming Kingdom, but Wu Feng did not go to buy it. After entering Nantian City, there are not only portraits provided by Li Hu, but also clear internal portraits obtained from the royal family.

When he saw the enemy for the first time this time, Wu Feng recognized it at a glance.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed. Wu Feng gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the bow and arrow was a little trembling. Even with his resolute will, when he saw the great enemy of his mother for the first time, he almost lost control of his emotions, but fortunately, he remembered the purpose of this trip and quickly adjusted his mood.

The bowstring in his hand was full again, and the spiritual arrows of the lower grade of the yellow rank were also injected with spiritual energy to the greatest extent.

"Poof!"

Someone suddenly came out of the water, and immediately startled the surrounding martial artists, but they didn't have time to react, and Wu Feng had already shot an arrow.

"Huh!" An arrow broke through the air, carrying the power of aura, exuding boundless momentum, and went straight towards the Nangong Sword.

While the rest of them were worried and angry, Wu Feng was extremely disappointed, at the moment when he released the arrow, he still couldn't control his emotions, his hand trembled slightly, and the arrow aimed at the head of the Nangong Sword had deviated a lot.

Wu Feng originally planned to shoot at the target's body parts, and the attack range was larger. It's just that the other party is walking on the wooden bridge, opposite to the side where Wu Feng is, and it is also extremely difficult to hit. Instead, shoot the head, and if you are hit, you will be killed with one blow, and you can retreat safely.

"There are assassins, protect the emperor!" The people around reacted one after another, and surrounded Nangong Jian one after another.

"In this way, there is only a frontal hard battle!" Wu Feng faintly saw that the arrow passed through the shoulder blade of Nangong Sword, and it was definitely not a fatal injury. The enemy was not punished, Wu Feng was naturally unwilling to retreat, and successively released arrows to attack the people around Nangong Jian.

"Assassins hide in the water and are good at shooting with bows and arrows. Defend first, then kill the assassin!"

"Damn!" Wu Feng scolded angrily, seeing that both sides of the moat were already surrounded by warriors, and there was even a squad of archers in place. It is already quite difficult for Wu Feng to land and fight.

It's just that Wu Feng, who is by no means a person who gives up lightly, dives into the water and swims, and after changing places, he reappears to draw his bow and release arrows.

"Poof!" the river splashed.

"Ahh

Time passed in a tense atmosphere, and there were no less than a dozen martial artists who died under Wu Feng's arrows.

After all, the royal Nangong family worships their ancestors, most of them are members of the younger generations of the Nangong family, and the rest of the guests are protected on the periphery, and the escort team mainly shows the honor guard, and they are not top masters. And the ancestors who sat in this trip, and the masters above the sixth level of the True Martial Realm who accompanied the team, had already left to pursue the Divine Sword Boy.

Under the Wufeng arrow, the third-layer martial artists of the True Martial Realm can be shot directly, and the fourth- and fifth-layer martial artists will also be seriously injured. The level of the opponent's archers is not qualified to shoot against Wu Feng, and it can only affect his landing.

It's just that the arrows are fired with high intensity one after another, and Wu Feng's own load is not small.

"No, we must hurry up and kill Nangong Sword as soon as possible. The martial artists who appear now, the highest cultivation is Nangong Sword, a sixth-layer martial artist in the True Martial Realm, and there is only one of them, it should be the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain. Wu Feng was secretly thinking, anxious in his heart, when he was planning and planning, he didn't expect that the moat river could hide, and he could also trap it. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )