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Lu Lichen!

It's an extremely old name.

So far back that his contemporaries are almost long dead, so old that almost all those who were once alive have turned to loess, and so old that even those who are lucky enough to be alive are already dying.

He has many names.

For example, the Seven Killing Star Monarch, such as the Lord of the Nandou Cangyu Gate.

Of course, these are not outstanding compared to his other name.

That's King Han!

Yes, Lu Lichen is the King of Han, the last emperor of the Han Dynasty - Emperor Xiaoming!

is also Lu Ruyue's grandfather in the true sense!

He should have died long ago at the time of the fall of Shu Han, but now he suddenly appeared again, and appeared in the name of the Holy Envoy in the mouth of the barbarian army.

How did this make everyone present not be surprised?

Moreover, Zhao Ning and the others clearly remembered that it was this Lu Lichen who seriously injured Zuo Yucheng in White Horse Town that day.

They couldn't figure out where Lu Lichen had gone and what he had experienced.

And what I can't understand is why he became the holy envoy of the barbarians, and even took action against those subordinates who were loyal to him, even at the cost of faking death and resurrection, to fulfill his lifelong wish.

Everyone was confused and wanted to ask something.

Even Zhao Ning and the others, who were extremely loyal to Lu Lichen, couldn't wait to immediately step forward and question them.

But at this time, Lu Lichen raised the long sword in his hand, he raised it high, and the expression between his eyebrows was solemn, as if he was about to complete something extremely sacred.

"It turns out that you still remember my name, well, don't worry, back then, Shushan and my Cangyu Sect were as good as Qin and Jin, and I will treat your disciples well." ”

He said very casually, and after speaking, the long sword in his hand turned into a streamer and slashed straight towards Yan Guiqiu's face.

Yan Guiqiu's heart was shocked, and he finally came back to his senses at that time.

His eyes froze, his hands hurriedly sealed on his chest, and then the eleven divine swords roared like spiritual power, coming to Yan Guiqiu's body to meet Lu Lichen's slash.

At that time, the heavens and the earth seemed to be darkened.

The sword light of Long Yan's sword blended with the sword light of the eleven divine swords. The light was like a bright sun, so that everyone present was unable to open their eyes.

Eleven divine swords, with one sword as the center, and the other ten swords surround it, the sword intent in the sword body echoes each other, the qi is connected, and the power that bursts out is far from being as simple as one plus one equals two.

It can be said that the sword formation composed of these eleven sword doctrines can make any star in the world feel a chill.

But on the contrary, the Long Yan sword in Lu Lichen's hand was like a king, he went straight forward, and there seemed to be a dragon shadow on the sword body.

The majestic black qi poured out from Lu Lichen's body and blessed this divine sword, which made Long Yanjian's aura more and more terrifying at this moment. Even in the face of this, the eleven divine swords left behind by the sages of Shu Mountain did not fall into the slightest.

There is even a faint tendency to force it back.

As one of the two sides of the battle, Yan Guiqiu quickly felt the terrifying power coming out of the Long Yan Sword.

His heart was shocked, the mark in his hand changed rapidly, and in the sword formation formed by the eleven divine swords, more and more surging sword intent rushed out, trying to suppress the pace of Long Yan's sword's advance.

But the truth disappointed him.

He had almost pushed the power of these eleven divine swords to the extreme he could, but the power from the Long Yan Sword seemed to be endless, even if he had tried his best, he couldn't stop the Long Yan Sword from slowly approaching his head.

"Give up, you're no match for me. Lu Lichen said this, he shook his head gently, and there seemed to be a hint of regret in his voice, as if killing the old man in front of him was an extremely unbearable thing for him.

But the Long Yan Sword was still moving forward.

Bursts of sword sounds began to sound above the blades of the eleven divine swords.

It seems to be sad about some upcoming fate, and it seems that it is unwilling to be humiliated like this.

However, Long Yanjian still moved forward without stopping, the sword body of the Eleven Divine Sword began to tremble, and the dazzling sword light gradually became a little dim.

Dense beads of sweat began to appear on Yan Guiqiu's forehead, he looked at Lu Lichen's familiar but unfamiliar face, and finally couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Oh, yes.

Why?

Why did Lu Lichen, the once world-famous benevolent monarch, become the pawn of the barbarian army, and why would he think about his own people to make a move? And why, he obviously used eleven divine swords but was as vulnerable as a child in Lu Lichen's first place, you must know that with such a he, even the Yuheng Sage, who was once known as the first star in the world, could not necessarily defeat him so easily.

When Lu Lichen heard this, there was no change in the expression on his cold face.

Suddenly, there was a light in his eyes.

The black evil aura around him rose like flames.

That majestic power roared along the sword body of Long Yan's sword towards Yan Guiqiu's body.

Yan Guiqiu's eyes froze at that moment, and he smelled a certain breath from Lu Lichen's body at this moment.

That's the power beyond the stars!

That's Taishang!

Such a thought had just arisen, and the majestic power had already blasted on his sword body.

The sword array of eleven divine swords shattered violently at that time.

With a scream, they scattered like kites with broken strings, and fell upside down on the ground around them.

Yan Guiqiu's body was also as if he had been hit hard at that time, and he fell heavily to the ground, and his body collided with the ground, making a muffled sound.

"Brother Yan!"

"Master!"

"Elder!"

"Senpai!"

Countless exclamations rose from the Shu army camp at that time.

Yan Guiqiu can be said to be the only bargaining chip that the Shu army can compete with the barbarian army today, and now that Yan Guiqiu is defeated, the fate of the remaining Shu army can be imagined.

Whether it was out of concern for his own situation, or the suspicion of Yan Guiqiu's life and death, it made everyone's hearts extremely uneasy.

Especially after knowing that this person was still the former Han King Lu Lichen, everyone, especially Zhao Ning and others, lost their fighting spirit, and a sense of sadness that they didn't know what they had been born and died for so many years spontaneously.

The so-called mourning is greater than heart death, I am afraid this is the meaning.

But Lu Lichen, who was standing high in the sky, obviously ignored the thoughts of his old subordinates, and he raised his sword high again.

"Go ahead. For the eternal inheritance of my great man, your death is worth it. ”

As soon as he said this, the long sword in his hand waved, and a sharp sword light roared straight towards the direction where Yan Guiqiu fell.