The sword spirit deliberately bypassed the bustling main street, and the weather in the imperial capital was very hot at this time, and the wind carried the smell of water on the eve of the rainstorm, which was faintly uncomfortable.

"There aren't too many people today. Xiao Yibai's mouth was chattering, but his eyes were very worried looking at the bustling city under his feet, the soldiers of the forbidden army on the periphery were much less than usual, because the city gates had long been closed, even the normal business in the commercial area had been affected, even if it was only past noon, the people of the entire Tianyu City had already closed their homes early and went home to hide, which made the already depressing atmosphere even more tense.

Xiao Qianye didn't dare to relax his vigilance, this was the first time he had entered the imperial city from the sky for so many years, overlooking the entire imperial capital from his sight, even though the Tianyu City at the foot of the Son of Heaven was already the most prosperous city in the whole Feiyuan, but even so, the inner and outer cities still formed a sharp contrast, and they were two worlds that could not be compared at all. The building was even more golden, and he could see the towering temple from afar, and the dazzling golden thread in the center made it seem like the sun was shining through this gloomy afternoon.

At the end of each year, the three armies of the empire will hold an annual banquet at the location of the golden line, and the Emperor Tianquan will personally attend to toast and give gold to the outstanding soldiers.

Eight years ago, he went to the altar for the first time, where the floor tiles were as transparent as a mirror, and they would show a colorful light in the sunlight, and the reflection of people would also be reflected on the ground, and it would shatter when one foot stepped on, and then it would merge again when it was lifted up, and it was as dreamy as it was unreal.

The walls of the temple are invisible winds, and if you reach out and touch them, you can feel the mysterious spiritual power, or if you are affected by the power of the sun and the moon, the whole will be faintly light gold, and standing on the edge always makes people worry about falling down.

At that time, he stood at the very edge of the holy platform, the voices of his colleagues disappeared in his ears little by little, and the magnificent imperial city under his feet made people worship him, and he felt that this was a kind of supreme authority, which would make people willing to give everything, even their lives, for this powerful empire.

In the first year of the annual banquet of the three armies, in addition to the governor of the forbidden army Gao Chengchuan, the naval marshal Bailifeng, and even the former military cabinet master who had already stepped down and the owner of one of the four emperor swords, "White Emperor", Marshal Si Tian, it is said that that person and his father are also old acquaintances, and their whereabouts have been unknown since they resigned, and this time they made a special trip to visit themselves.

After the Xiao clan moved to Tianyu City, only a very small number of military pavilion masters were held by other people, and Marshal Si Tian was one of them.

He seems to be just a bearded uncle, and he even gets drunk with Governor Gao, who is drunk and praising each other, and is also comfortable in the face of His Majesty's deliberate questioning, but the white long sword in his hand is on the same level as "Thunder Emperor" and "Yan Emperor", and is a symbol of power, "White Emperor".

Xiao Qianye casually glanced at his Likong sword, which was also a white sword, he was very curious to observe the White Emperor at that time, its blade was thinner and more transparent, and the sword body was more slender and soft, not like the Thunder Emperor Sword, which was glowing with purple electric luster throughout its body, nor as hot as the Yandi Sword, the White Emperor Sword was as warm as jade, not at all like a weapon that a bad uncle would use.

He attended as the current head of the military cabinet, as the youngest military cabinet master in the history of the empire, he naturally became the focus of attention, His Majesty personally poured wine for him, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ordered the clothing workshop to present a special feather weaving daku.

Thinking of those old things of adulthood again, the corners of Xiao Qianye's mouth unconsciously rose a little, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and the gossip in his mind flashed in his mind - the special winter clothes made by the Clothing Workshop, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would choose that time to deliberately give himself a gift, and he was hinting to Governor Gao early in the morning, right? It is no wonder that even if Gao Chengchuan has been trying his best to trouble himself for so many years, most of them are only secretly moving a little bit and dare not make too many mistakes, with Gao Chengchuan's old age, he must have seen the meaning of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at that time.

After the annual banquet of the three armies, it was a routine bipolar meeting, which was held in the Wanluo Hall, the lower platform of the temple, which was the first time he saw the core of the entire Feiyuan, and finally realized that the military pavilion was only a very small place among them, and even involuntarily unable to move an inch.

The seven sons of the royal family, excluding the eldest princess Mingyu whose whereabouts are unknown, and the deceased eldest son Minglu There are still five people left, plus the four realm masters, the three city lords, the three pavilions and two palaces, the navy, the forbidden army, and the king of the water prison, the bipolar meeting is the peak of power that truly covers every corner of Feiyuan!

Thinking of this, Xiao Qianye frowned inexplicably, the crown prince should know the situation of Feiyuan better than himself, should he dare to openly have a showdown with His Majesty just because he got the military power of the military pavilion, right?

"Hey, I haven't asked you, where are you going to go after saving the prince?" Xiao Qianye turned his head to look at his eldest brother and asked this most important question, Xiao Yibai kept staring at the temple in the distance, and he didn't listen to him carefully, he turned his head blankly, and his equally dazed pupils were stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly those ice blue eyes were bright, and his face became serious at the same time, and he didn't want to push his younger brother down!

The sword spirit shook violently in mid-air, falling hundreds of feet, the two of them stood unsteadily and almost fell, before Xiao Qianye could figure out what he was going to do, the surrounding wind quietly brought a sly smile, Xiao Yibai's white palm The wind god waved out of thin air, and the two violent winds tore together!

"Go down first!" he hurriedly shouted, after this blow, his arm was spasming violently, and the whole person was unstable and leaning on his younger brother's back, Xiao Qianye didn't dare to stop more, and the empty sword slid sideways along the inner city wall, and the moment they approached the wall, the two jumped up at the same time.

The moment the two of them landed, the strange wind dispersed, and then looked at the sky above the inner city, the black wind was like tentacles grabbing in the sky!

"What is it?" Xiao Qianye put away the sword spirit, and he was also shocked into a cold sweat, he carefully swept around, and found that there were not even soldiers standing guard and patrolling on the walls of the inner city!

"Is this kind of thing—Isn't it ...... Ghost hand, right?" Xiao Yibai breathed a sigh of relief, because his spiritual power could not turn back to his body, his already pale cheeks were even more haggard at the moment, he looked carefully at the strange tentacles that suddenly appeared in the sky above the imperial city, and his face froze, "I seem to have heard of some, it is a kind of monster that the Water Hell of the Binding King deliberately cultivated and transformed based on the Enchanting Mountain Tree Sea Vine Demon, and they named it 'Ghost Hand', but according to the information of the Wind Demon, it should have been unsuccessful, how could it suddenly work at such a time?"

"What else is the King of Binding Water Hell doing?" Xiao Qianye smacked incredulously, but his eyes were as cold as ice, Xiao Yibai nodded, and smiled slightly bitterly, "The ghost hand is cultivated by the King of Water Prison, specially trained by the Star Sacrifice Palace, and it is specifically aimed at enemies in the air, and the Tianyu City you know actually does not allow any flying spirit beasts to enter the city, whether it is the Blue Bird, the Three-winged Bird, the Golden Crow Bird, or even your Heavenly Expedition Bird, there is no exception, but there is one person who made an exception, just to prevent her, the imperial capital will domesticate monsters by itself." ”

"Make an exception?" Xiao Qianye thought about it, suddenly realized something, and blurted out, "Is it Feng Ji?"

"Well, eight years ago, she took me away in the Blazing Sky Phoenix and broke into the Imperial City. Xiao Yibai took over and continued to explain, "Air combat has always been the weakness of the imperial capital, the Ordnance Department has studied for a long time, and in the end it still failed to create a weapon that can fly with people, and the three air legions of the military pavilion are scattered in Yudu, Dongming and Yangchuan, in order to prevent similar things from happening again, the King of Water Prison was ordered to start cultivating this kind of monster that can hunt in the air, but I just said that they have not succeeded before this." "Ask for TXT

Xiao Qianye gritted his teeth hard, and turned to look at the sky again, the pale black weathered tentacles did have the appearance of a vine demon, but he didn't expect that the royal family, who had always been pretentious and disdainful of monsters, would actually start to take the initiative to raise and even create monsters!

"Is it because of the Night King?" Xiao Yibai muttered to himself, and a strong uneasiness surged into his heart, "Ruling ten thousand beasts, the Night King's ability is to lead ten thousand beasts, is this kind of monster also one of the 'ten thousand beasts'?" They have been failing for so many years, but they succeeded at this time, no matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with the Night King." ”

Xiao Qianye's eyes were fixed on the tentacles in the sky, and there must be more than Feng Ji who the emperor had to guard against, except for her, only he was the most likely to enter the Imperial City realm from the sky!

Imperial Capital ...... may have been defending himself for a long time, even if he is the master of the military pavilion, he is still an existence that can be erased casually.

The isolated island is flying and shattering into the sky, and in the eyes of today's royal family, what is there that can not be wantonly discarded?

The corners of Xiao Qianye's mouth twitched, he sneered unconsciously, and clenched the sword spirit in his hand, his whole body was full of strength—however, what did it matter? Before that day came, he had already been forced to choose to mutiny.

"There are no guards on the city wall, most of them have been transferred to the temple, big brother, this place is not far from the temple, I will deal with the ghost hand to attract their attention, you go there to find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince yourself." Xiao Qianye jumped on the sword spirit again, and was already on full alert, Xiao Yibai hesitated, but still stretched out his hand to block, "If you use the sword technique, you can't hold the sword spirit in your hand, it's too dangerous......"

"Sword Spirit is very flexible. Xiao Qianye interrupted him, but patted him on the shoulder very confidently, "It's just a little bulky because I bring you more, don't worry, I will catch up with you soon." ”

"Hey......" Xiao Yibai wanted to drag his younger brother back, and sure enough, the sword turned dexterously, and even paused mischievously in mid-air for a long time, Xiao Qianye turned around, and he didn't rush to go, he turned his palm and took out the family crest in his arms, waved at him, and said loudly: "Is this thing still useful?"

"It should still be useful, as long as my spiritual power can hold ......" Xiao Yibai's tone was obviously sluggish, and in the next moment, the black tentacles in the air keenly captured the breath of the intruder, and gathered again to chase in the direction of the sword spirit!

Xiao Qianye's eyebrows were complicated, the Night King's goal was himself, and he must be secretly watching his every move at this moment, if he acted with his eldest brother, it would really make matters worse.

Only by luring away the Night King can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince be rescued.

He half-squatted down, the empty sword suddenly stood up and flew straight, he glanced at the monster behind him, his right hand made a gesture of holding the sword, the sword inspired by the master's movements, and the sword qi was also condensed into the wind under his palm, and when the monster's tentacles killed in front of him, the seven-turn sword style was actually cut down out of thin air!

The weathered tentacles made the sound of glass breaking, but soon condensed again, Xiao Qianye's eyes sank, and after a blow, the recovered monster was unscathed, and there was even a small wind entangled in his arm, with amazing suction!

He shook his arm, this kind of monster was still transformed by a spirit body! If the monster had no entity, he would have to rely on the Empty Sword and use the Sealing Ten Sword Method to have a chance of winning.

The overhead was already getting darker and darker, and strange laughter was all over the ears, and the monsters all over the city were attracted by the Empty Sword.

At the same time, Mu Xizhao was also attracted by the Xingluo Lake below, he looked up at the white sword spirit flashing in the sky, gritted his teeth fiercely, and through his eyes, Gao Chengchuan in the Wanluo Hall on the lower floor of the temple also saw the familiar figure on the sword spirit, the old man's eyes were impressive, revealing indescribable excitement, his lips and teeth were lightly closed, and the voice was also transmitted to Mu Xizhao's mind at the same time - "Ten halls of Hades, open quickly!"

"Yes!" he replied subconsciously, and finally took out the key in his arms that could open the water prison that bound the king, and swallowed nervously.

There are only three keys to the King's Water Prison, one is in His Majesty's hand, one is in the Warden Zhuang Mo, and the last one is unexpectedly owned by the Governor of the Forbidden Army.

He carefully inserted one end of the key into the surface of Xingluo Lake, the black lake water rippled faintly, more and more turbulent, the sound of the water flow was like a hundred rivers entering the sea, and in an instant, as if some powerful force sucked all the water into the ground, accompanied by the cold wind blowing from the depths, an equally dark waterway appeared in front of him.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" The companion next to him was nervous and didn't dare to move forward, and suddenly a black hand grabbed out of the lake, pinched the man and dragged him directly into the lake!

There was a dead silence for a few seconds, and then there were even more earth-shattering screams, and countless ghost hands escaped from the deep water prison of the Binding King, chasing the direction of the Draining Sword!

Mu Xizhao took a deep breath and closed his eyes—this was his nightmare below, the hell that had ruined him and created him again.

The Ten Halls of Hades, it's time for some pampered people to taste the taste of the Hades Palace!

He jumped into the waterway, and in the deeper place, a withered voice laughed, and the warden Zhuang Mo sat alone in front of the eighty-first layer of the corpse furnace where the waste was burned, waiting for the new visitor with a calm expression.