The two sides fighting outside suddenly felt a strange feeling, and they all took a moment to breathe and wait.

But it is the cold air that is approaching the depths of the palace, although the Spirit Emperor does not know what the purpose is, but the depths of the palace are all important and secret places, but the big war is imminent, it is inevitable that there will be losses, and I can't take care of too much.

Ouyang Yiyi, the 'Ten Thousand Swords Sword God' of Wanjian Mountain, felt the breath and laughed: "The breath of the Daomen? Haha! The wall is down and everyone pushes it! The Daomen is also here, Ji Changshun Xiao'er, next year and today, your death day!" A sword swung away, adding three points: "Pay for my beloved disciple's life!"

The sword light flashed, and the wind and clouds were shocked, and the Spirit Emperor Ji Changshun just snorted coldly, and Huaguang resisted.

"Send you Huangquan!"

Ouyang Miao laughed loudly, no longer the kind old man in the sword world, but with fierce eyes in his eyes, showing a domineering demeanor.

"Lone is the true son of heaven!" With a push of both hands, the four world-famous swords were blocked together, and it was difficult to advance a bit: "Emperor of the Spirit Dynasty!"

Zheng Wen in the backyard breathed a sigh of relief, because a Taoist was possessed and standing, and the old eunuch was also slowly pacing backwards. With the prudence in his eyes, he can be in the palace and still be in a not weak position, but it is absolutely impossible for a person without eyesight.

"It looks very strange, isn't it just an immortal in person?"

The Taoist opened his eyes slightly, as deep as the sea, and attracted people's attention in a different way: "This person, I saved it!"

If you enter the palace to steal the secret, let alone be in charge of a state deputy embroidery, you will not be able to escape the deadly pursuit of the Ling Dynasty when the world's top is born. But it is bound to be strong, and now Ji Changshun and his entourage are fighting in the main hall of the palace, who cares about the things in the backyard?

"It is congenitally difficult for our family, and if it is passed on, it will also damage the prestige of the immortal!"

The Taoist directly threw off his sleeves and repelled the eunuchs, but there was no substantial damage: "For the sake of justice, what can you do with these gossips?"

If it were someone else, at other times, if he was spared his life, he would be grateful to Dade and would like to put on his wings and fly out. But the old eunuch has been in the palace all his life, so he is naturally loyal to the Ling Dynasty. Everyone knows the idea of diehards, but not everyone can make it. For example, seeing that things can't be done now, the old eunuch turned his hands over and tried his best to destroy the secrets in Zheng Wen's hands. But even if Zheng Wen is usually faced with such a move, he can protect a small part, not to mention the innate presence of a top figure. If you succeed, don't you want to lose face?

It may not be easy to say whether the top congenital wants to save face or not, but the characters summoned by the system, who are not momentary existences? This eunuch's little trick is just to increase the laughter.

"Xuan Binggang's strength!"

The Taoist waved his sleeves again, and an incomparable cold qi directly condensed the secret qi that was heading straight for Zheng Wen's hand into frost. After that, he didn't stop but went straight to the old eunuch, and the old eunuch just regretted it. Indeed, in front of the top innate, he can't escape from playing, which is not a pity. It's a pity that I didn't fulfill my duty in the end and protect these secrets.

The Taoist directly grabbed Zheng Wen: "Leave first!" After saying that, he dodged and left, and everyone also felt the cold Dao Qi and left directly, but they didn't care very much, after all, the enemy in front of them was even more tricky.

On the sword venerable has always been inconspicuous, but one person to support one of the nine great sword sects of the sword Yuan always has to have some skills, only to see that Liuyuntian, who has been standing behind a little unappreciated, moved, the simplest way to hold the hilt of the sword, that kind of action even a scholar who does not know the sword will do, but on the contrary, this person is Liuyuntian.

"Slash the sky and draw the sword!"

Ouyang Miao of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, Wuji Shuangkui of Wuji Sword Sect, and Zhong of the Gale Sword Sect were defeated, and the fifth master who made a move, and suddenly the pressure of the Spirit Emperor increased suddenly. Liuyuntian can only make three moves, three moves to draw his sword, but each move is to break the mountain and split the sea, such an outbreak Spirit Emperor thinks that it is more tricky than the second and third masters of the Tibetan Sword Villa.

The two worshippers behind him were inseparable from the people who had no end to the sea of swords, and they had already moved outside the palace gate. It is true that there is no end to the sword sea that has the courage to compete for one of the holy places, how can it be a wasted person?

'Sea Sword Emperor' Li Huanyu directly picked up the sword, and the sword turned into water and gas, like a dragon circling: "Tomorrow, there will be one more legend in the rivers and lakes!

'Water Sword Canglang' did not hesitate to restore the world, and the autumn water was like Mount Tai in his hands, but it was a flow of water and gas, and it was very strange.

In their lives, Bai Ling and the others retreated step by step, it was true that they had been shocked by the momentum of the Sword Sect. No one expected that in less than three years, the Holy Land would be born and ten thousand swords would be reunited.

And beside the Spirit Emperor, there are only 'soldiers and tricks' Jiang Chengzi and 'Heaven and Earth One Finger' Feng Chaoyang. Although Jiang Chengzi is not obvious and does not leak, but he is the most resourceful, of course, it is impossible for the Spirit Emperor to admit that he is stubborn and self-serving, and does not adopt his opinion to provoke the sword world. Of course, it's too late to say anything.

Jiang Chengzi just said: "If you are not good at martial arts, how about Wendou?"

Looking at the two owners of the Tibetan Sword Mountain Villa in front of him, Jiang Chengzi could only delay slowly.

Ye Hua, the owner of the second village, was interested: "How about martial arts? What about Wendou? Isn't it to sway ink treasures to the best of your style?"

Jiang Chengzi shook his head, if it was a simple scholar's pen and ink, the two of them must know that they couldn't compare, and they would eventually become martial arts, so if they wanted to delay time, they had to have some hope of winning, and such a winning method should not only be glorious, but also have a certain strength, so that no one could pick out the thorns.

"The martial arts fight is too fierce, and I don't like it in the next inker. It's better to make a move, if you can break it, you will win, what about the idea of the two Zhuang in this Wendou?"

Ye Hua shook his head, and suddenly a wisp of ink flashed in his eyes, and the sword dance flew away.

On the other side, Bu Qianhuai, who got the cheats, couldn't help but want to laugh, but in the end he laughed three times. If a person is happy and doesn't smile, it's really not a happy thing.

"Then please Dao Sword again!"

"The sword is beyond the power of the Dao, eradicate the evil, and restore the peace of the righteous path in the world!"

For the stupid Bai Tian Jian Fei Dao, Bu Qianhuai was really embarrassed to be like Yan Da, so he just told the plan in full, and now that he was full-fledged, Le Lang Dao was not afraid of others. And the sword is not a way to make a name for himself.

"Time is running out, farewell!"

Although I don't know how long it will take to see you again, Bu Qianhuai knows that every second counts, and arched his hand and said: "May Jun Wuyun be prosperous!"

"Thank you!" Jian Feidao turned around, without the slightest nostalgia, every step was very smooth, but one step was dozens of feet away.

"When I came to enlightenment, I saw the ancient rivers and seas, and the cliffs traveled all over the Xuanmen; ”

The loud poem is elegant and refined, and the Spirit Emperor feels the pressure coming towards him, and his eyes are indifferent.

"Daoist, Daomen doesn't seem to have moved this time......" A backhand was discharged, and the five swords next to him paused: "Who are you?"

Although I don't know this Taoist priest, everyone in the sword world knows that those who want to kill the emperor of the Spirit Dynasty are allies, and they are naturally more tolerant of their allies.