It's night, and the stars follow the tracks.

Ten thousand tents on the earth are like stars falling to the ground, falling all over the mountains and Aping Valley.

The warriors who withdrew from the jungle turned around and left the country, but the atmosphere was completely different from when they came.

At that time, he was full of enthusiasm, with the vision of sacrificing his life to save the country, he rushed to the jungle of the plains, full of spirit and pride.

When he left at this time, he found that his ambitions were all empty talk, and he failed to save the world...... Losing the war also lost the ideal.

Although Beizhou was unexpectedly resurrected, it made people feel so aggrieved.

"Alas, I've heard that the True Martial Emperor of the Heavenly Court is Han Feng, the master of the Hanging Sword Division back then!"

Several quacks chatted around the campfire, relaxed after a big battle, and there were thousands of similar bonfires.

"But isn't it, someone has seen it from hundreds of miles away, and as soon as Emperor Han raised his hand, the sky was full of thunder and light, and he directly blew up the four innate beings of the underworld. ”

"One move scares the four innate beings to death? Isn't that a god or a demon?"

"What else can it be if it's not a god or demon? Think about it, what kind of honorable name is it? Emperor Zhenwu!"

The middle-aged warrior with a scruffy beard was still gesturing as he spoke.

"That's right," the young martial artist on the side nodded, but his expression was still a little confused, "But didn't you say that this Han Master didn't die in the Compassion Zen Forest in the first place?

"How can we know about the big guys?"

The middle-aged warrior waved his hand, then thought about it and speculated:

"Maybe it's because people have gone down to the mortal world, don't these innate gods like to get some gods and ghosts. ”

As a few people spoke, a warrior with a scar on his face next to him suddenly became angry:

"Hey, if you want me to say that Han Feng is a person who deceives the world and steals his name, he was famous in the Compassion Zen Forest, and he was a rival to the Red Emperor of the Heavenly Court, but now he can't hang up and show his feet. ”

As soon as the martial artist finished speaking, he was grabbed by the middle-aged martial artist, and after glancing left and right, he glanced at him fiercely:

"Be careful when you speak! Discussion is discussion, and you can't talk nonsense! Now that Heavenly Court has defeated the entire Beizhou, you are already the nominal co-master of Beizhou, if you are known, your life will end here!"

"I'm afraid he won't succeed? Lao Tzu's life was picked up from the jungle, whoever wants Lao Tzu will give it to him!"

The Scar Warrior shouted loudly, and several people nearby hurriedly came over to pull him.

Not far away, in front of the same bonfire, the atmosphere of the group was depressing.

"It's up to him to talk nonsense?"

Meng Yuqi's delicate little face was full of anger.

The Hanging Sword Division and the righteous path withdrew from the Mangyuan jungle together, Gu Yunzhou, Guo Qinhan and Meng Yuqi and his party were also among them, listening to the gossip of the martial arts people nearby, Xiao Meng couldn't resist the urge to draw his sword.

It was still Gu Yunzhou who knew something, reached out and pressed Xiao Meng's shoulder, and shook his head:

"Calm down...... Beizhou Zhengdao was defeated in the jungle of the Mangyuan Plain, even if he now knows that Heavenly Court erected the Demon World Floating Slaughter in order to save the world, it can't alleviate the resentment in the hearts of the Jianghu guests, and now go up to talk to them, but it is just to increase the incident. ”

"Then let's just let them slander Brother Han?"

Meng Yuqi's eyes widened.

Being stared at by Meng Yuqi's eyes, Gu Yunzhou couldn't help but turn his face sideways.

At this time, Guo Qinhan cleared his throat and took over the conversation:

"No matter what, it is an indisputable fact that Han Feng is now the Emperor of the Heavenly Court, and we can't point out what those Jianghu guests said wrong......

With Guo Qinhan's words, Jian Qingci and Zhang Lie were silent, but Lao Bai didn't care at all, and secretly ate dry food on the side......

"So you don't believe Brother Han, right? Obviously, he saved the entire Beizhou, but just because he didn't go the same way as us, you all think he's a bad person. ”

"Xiao Meng, asking Heavenly Court to set rules for Kyushu was said by Han Feng himself, and all the Jianghu guests within a radius of thousands of miles from the jungle of Mangyuan heard it clearly...... He didn't want to go a different way, he wanted to be the emperor of the world. ”

Gu Yunzhou's voice was low and steady, as if he was persuading.

But Meng Yuqi was already very stupid and couldn't listen to it, so she stood up on the ground:

"That's right, so Brother Han is a bad guy, right? Isn't it Brother Han who fought side by side with us on Qi Mountain and gave up his life in Qilian Villa?"

Gu Yunzhou didn't look at Meng Yuqi, but said softly:

"On the Qi Mountain, the ...... who finally defeated the Wheel King It's the True Martial Emperor, and now that I think about it, everything can be explained. ”

"Explanation...... What to explain?" Meng Yuqi looked at his companions with tears in his eyes, and finally looked at Lao Bai, who was stealing dry food:

"Big Brother Bai, tell them, Brother Han is not a bad person!"

Lao Bai smiled awkwardly but politely and did not speak.

Xiao Meng's heart seemed to sink into the water.

At this time, Luo Qingrou ran over, panting and looking nervous.

"Oh no, Sister Bai! Sister Bai, she's gone!"

After brushing it, Gu Yunzhou and Guo Qinhan both stood up.

Missing at this time, there can only be one whereabouts of Bai Feihuang......

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Deep in the jungle of the plains, above the Demon World Floating Slaughter.

Nine giant silver chains extend from the top of the Demon World Floating Pagoda to connect to the upside-down Shu Mountain hanging above.

The Demon World Futu, the Greedy Fumu and the Shu Mountain have become the symbols of the heavenly court.

On the top of Shu Mountain, in the main hall, Han Feng sat opposite each other with Xiao Cangsheng and the Lord of the Curse World.

From a certain point of view, these are the three people who are in charge of the supreme power of the Northern Martial Arts.

In the middle of the three people, a clear light and shadow were suspended to form a map of Kyushu.

Han Feng's finger lightly tapped the channel node between North Wulin and Zhongzhou:

"Within Zhongzhou, the underworld has lost the four god masters, the boundless demon city and the three holy towns are fighting endlessly, and it may be the time for the heavenly court to enter the master. ”

Xiao Cangsheng shook his head:

"Heavenly Court was initially decided, I thought it was better to seek stability, the three halls of Dongzhou have lost three points of combat power after the calculation of the Infinite Lord, if Heavenly Court can capture Dongwulin this time, and then combine the power of Dongzhou and Beizhou to set foot in Zhongzhou, there will be a real devastating potential. ”

Han Feng glanced at the Curse World Lord, and seeing that he didn't speak, he continued to speak:

"This method is safe, but it's a pity that there are too many uncertainties in this Kyushu continent, and even in this northern continent, there are still wars and calamities in the sky, and I am afraid that the heavenly court will be constrained by it. ”

The Lord of the Curse groaned:

"In this case, we may be able to arrange the remnants of the righteous path of Beizhou to fight against the military calamity firmament, and use the power of the righteous path to explore the void and reality of the military calamity firmament for the heavenly court. ”

"Heh, this is not necessary," Han Feng waved his hand, "Since the Northern Continent has been ruled by the Heavenly Court, the remnants of the righteous path don't have to worry about them, as long as this Northern Continent is dominated by the Heavenly Court...... If there is a disturbance in the righteous path, it will be suppressed by the Emperor of Xudu. ”

"Obey. ”

The Lord of the Curse bowed respectfully.

At this moment, Xiao Qiushui, the god of martial arts, walked in:

"Emperor, there is a righteous martial artist who came deep into the Demon World with a sword......

When Han Feng heard this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"Oh, if you go deep alone, you still need to report it to the God of Wealth in person, which innate is this righteous path?"

Xiao Qiushui shook his head:

"Neither...... Be...... The sword of the Hanging Sword Division - Bai Feihuang. ”

"Huh?"

Han Feng looked at the map of Kyushu for a moment, and slowly raised his eyes.

Outside the Demon World Floating Slaughter, Bai Feihuang, who was dressed in a white robe, came with a knife, and two or three strands of long hair tied up were scattered in front of his forehead, reflecting a pair of firm eyes.

Xiao Qiushui had an order before going to the Shushan Palace, and the millions of evil spirits around the Demon World Floating Slaughter had not stopped him, so he could only reach the Demon World Floating Slaughter with Bai Feihuang's current cultivation.

It's just that just standing in front of the grand demon tower, the girl with the knife already looks extremely small.

It's small, but it's moving forward.

"Long time no see, Flying Phoenix. ”

Qing Ang's voice came, and the golden holy qi fell from the sky above the Demon World Floating Slaughter, turning into an emperor-robed god with long hair scattered.

frowned slightly, looking at the girl Han Feng who had not been washed with blood on her white robe, and felt infinite emotion in her heart.

Looking at the Heavenly Court Emperor in front of him, Bai Feihuang's hand holding the knife tightened, and there seemed to be an indissolvable ice in his eyes:

"It's been a long time, Emperor Han. ”

Han Feng heard her words and looked at the knife in her hand, already understanding her intention.

She's here to settle with herself.

Or is it...... Do you want to make a line with me, the Lord of the Heavenly Court......

Draw a line between life and death?