Outside the palace, the killing array composed of one hundred and eight people began to slowly disintegrate, and Li Qinglian looked into the distance with a wooden sword in one hand and a smile.

"Little one, it's fast!"

Zhao Wushuang wrapped himself tightly in a black robe, and the impermanence under his feet was used to the extreme.

Suddenly, he tensed up, and quickly hid in the corner of the palace wall, only to see a man in iron armor in the distance holding a spear roaring towards Li Qinglian, the man turned his head and glanced at the palace wall and frowned a little, and then he still rushed towards Li Qinglian.

"Li Qinglian!

Just as Zhao Wushuang was about to come out, his heart sword once again sensed palpitations, and he hurriedly dodged and did not move, suppressing the breath on his body, he could feel that the breath this time was much more violent than the breath on the man in armor just now.

Seeing the two of them running in the distance, Li Qinglian had a rare trace of seriousness in her eyes.

The man in armor came to the front of the Sword Pavilion of the Sword Table, and looked at the one hundred and eight people who were paralyzed on the ground, and their faces were a little embarrassed, and my Dajin face was slapped again, and it was the same person, which made him, as the king of the Dajin royal family, angry.

Soon, from all over the imperial city, there were tens of thousands of ironclad soldiers, surrounding the place where Li Qinglian stood, and at the same time, thousands of crossbowmen were hiding in the shadows.

The man in armor is the god of war of Dajin, the famous king of Jinshu Wanyan Zongfang.

Li Qinglian was a little surprised, "I didn't expect Yan Yu to transfer you back from Ryukyu Prefecture." ”

Wanyan Sect stood in front of him and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Hahaha! I'm afraid, a little mortal dares to speak wildly, but it's just a defeated soldier!"

The sword qi rose, as long as a dragon, Li Qinglian suddenly attacked, dodging the rain of arrows in the sky, the wooden sword in his hand was unremarkable, and pointed directly at Yan Zongfang.

Wanyan Zongfang raised his spear and moved forward a little more, and the edge of the cold spear pointed out a sharp edge and collided with the wooden sword.

"Not good!" Wanyan Zongfang felt a chill in his heart, he didn't expect this Li Qinglian to be so strong.

The wooden sword forced the spear back, and just as a jade-like hand slapped a palm, Li Qinglian continued to slash out with a smile on her face.

The jade hand slapped on the wooden sword, Li Qinglian took back the wooden sword and took two steps back, killed the three armorers with his hand, jumped to the height, and stood with the sword.

And Wei Xian, the master of the jade hand, pulled Wanyan Zongfang to retreat wildly, and every step on the stone slab was a deep pit, until the sword qi was removed, and the two of them stood up, which was already ten zhang away.

Wei Xian shook his hand, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, "Hehe! Li Qinglian, are you full and have nothing to do? Do you really think that no one can kill you?"

Li Qinglian plucked out her ears and looked innocent, "What's wrong with me, didn't I just come to ask for a glass of wine, don't you guys?" As he spoke, he gathered his voice and shouted to the depths of the palace: "Your Majesty!

"Bold!" Wanyan Zongfang and Wei Xian said angrily in unison.

In an instant, the gun fell, the jade palm rose, and Li Qinglian shrugged helplessly, "Alas! I am a kind lotus, so why do I have to fight and kill! Isn't it good to sit down and drink and brag together?"

said so, but the sword in his hand was not ambiguous at all, the sword stabbed the two people who hit one sword after another, and the countless arrows and iron spears within the three zhang around him were difficult to approach.

When the three of them were fighting, Zhao Wushuang was rummaging around the palace, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, the Medicine Field, and even the harem, he was stunned but couldn't find it, and it was difficult to find something in such a big palace.

Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang thought of what Li Qinglian said about the Heart Cultivation Palace, and heard that it was a place where the emperor often went, but it must be heavily guarded.

He thought well, at this time, the three thousand Emperor Forbidden Army outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, and the six thousand Emperor Iron Cavalry surrounded the entire Heart Cultivation Palace, even if not even a fly could fly in.

Unless you break in, but maybe? Even Li Qinglian may not be able to break in in this case.

At this moment, Zhao Wushuang saw two familiar people, it was that Tu Xuan who took Er Qin into the heavily guarded Heart Cultivation Palace.

Zhao Wushuang's eyes were cloudy, he was not an impulsive person, but he had to take that flower, even if he died without a place to be buried, he would not hesitate to do it.

Seeing that the road that had just been opened up was about to be closed, Zhao Wushuang couldn't wait any longer, and just as he was about to burst out, a green shadow instantly attacked.

Tu Xuan, who was just about to step into the temple gate, was furious, "How daring! Your Highness will go in first." ”

In an instant, Tu Xuan stood up and fought with the green shadow.

Zhao Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed, God help me, taking advantage of the chaos of the formation, Zhao Wushuang used all the remaining true qi to speed up, turning into a black shadow and rushing into the Heart Cultivation Hall in an instant.

As soon as he entered the Heart Cultivation Palace, Zhao Wushuang's sword intent erupted, and the sword qi of Sen Sen enveloped the entire hall, and the two transformed sword qi pressed against the eyebrows of Wan Yan Yu and Wan Yan Erqin.

Erqin's pupils contracted violently, although his whole body was shrouded in black robes, but he couldn't be mistaken, it was him.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Wushuang stood still, his hand under the black robe trembled slightly, but it was only a tremble, and several military armorers who had just entered the door were killed in an instant.

Wan Yanyu is worthy of being a generation of emperors, even if the sword is against the eyebrows, his face still does not change, but he is a little worried and brushes off the daughter beside him.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency is the Mo Gongzi who saved Erqin?, if you have something to say, just take whatever you want, even if you want my life, but please don't hurt my child!"

Erqin burst into tears, and the person who was thinking hard was pointing a sword at herself when she saw her, and she vowed never to think about this person again.

Zhao Wushuang said hoarsely: "I only need one thing, and I naturally won't touch a single hair of you after I get it!"

Wan Yanyu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I don't know what Your Excellency wants!"

"Rise to flowers!" Zhao Wushuang did not hesitate, now he was "almost a little crazy, soon, fast, Wan'er is waiting for me."

Wan Yan Yu was suddenly stunned, and then laughed, Zhao Wushuang's eyes were cold, "You are looking for death!"

Wan Yanyu hurriedly waved his hand, "Your Excellency misunderstood, it turns out that you are all for this thing, won't even Li Qinglian be for this?"

Zhao Wushuang nodded slightly, "What's the matter, give it to me!"

Wan Yanyu nodded, and shouted outside, "Tu Xuan let that person in!"

Tu Xuan was miserable, just now he saw a person break into the Heart Cultivation Palace, he was ready to forcibly take the white-haired young man to block it, but the strength of the man in white was almost the same as him, and he estimated that he would be killed on the spot when he took the palm, so he struggled to support, but fortunately, His Majesty's voice was heard inside, and it seemed to be fine!

Tu Xuan frantically retreated and made way for a way, and thousands of armor slowly retreated.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, Wan Yan Yu was not afraid of the sword qi, and walked to a secret place in the main hall, only to see him lightly touch the mechanism, and a piece of jade emerged from a jade wall, and on top of the jade bi, there was something that could no longer be seen whether it was a flower or a grass.

Zhao Wushuang rushed over excitedly, just looking at the Qishenghua above, his sword intent was almost soaring into the sky, "How can this be?

Wan Yanyu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You only know that there are flowers in the palace, but you don't know that my father has used them as early as when I was not on the throne, although the flowers were not mature at that time, but in order to survive, he still ordered the alchemist to take flowers and practice the elixir, and finally failed, this is the only flower stem left." ”

Zhao Wushuang's face was like ashes, "Impossible, it's obviously a flower, why?"

Wan Yanyu slowly stepped back, touched Er Qin's head, Er Qin pouted, she looked at the person who broke her heart, why? Why does she have a feeling of distress?

At this time, the white-haired man in green clothes outside the door rushed in, and the first thing he saw was the broken flower in Zhao Wu's hands.

Unlike Zhao Wushuang, he was just stunned for a moment, and then said in a muffled voice: "It's broken?"

"If it's broken, I'll want it too!" he said as he dodged and was about to grab it.

Before he reached Zhao Wushuang's side, Zhao Wushuang raised his head, his eyes were full of blood red, and purple-red meridians continued to appear on his face, densely covering his entire face.

"Yes?" One word, the sword intent soared into the sky, breaking through the entire Heart Cultivation Palace, but unlike before, the sword qi was red, and the blood was as red.

Boom!

The white-haired man was slashed by a sword only thirty zhang away, and the entire door of the Heart Cultivation Hall was smashed into pieces by him, even if he saw his familiar face, Zhao Wushuang still slashed over without hesitation.

At this time, he looked like a demon, but not like a demon, the blood-red sword qi in the sky surrounded thirty zhang, everyone stood quietly still, even Tu Xuan, he felt that the little rabbit cub could kill himself with a sword now.

At the palace gate, Li Qinglian stood alone at the head of the city, frowning a little, and under the palace city, Wei Xian and Wanyan Zongfang were lying together.

"This kid, what's the matter, the anger in the sword is so heavy!"

Zhao Wushuang in the Heart Cultivation Hall was very desperate at this time, very desperate, looking at the birth flower in his hand, he tried his best to suppress the demon in his heart, and tried to comfort himself, there is still a way, it's okay!

He looked up at the sky, and the sword intent around him soared into the sky in an instant, and he muttered, "I'm disappointed, I'm angry, I'm angry!

"Son of a, you know?"

"You don't know!!"

Zheng!

The sword qi soared upward, rushing straight into the nine heavens, and the thunder rolled above the nine heavens, and the blood-colored sword qi was like a dragon about to cut this day.