When he said this, the world suddenly quieted, and even the breathing of the eldest grandson Qianxue paused for a few breaths.

"It's not just Concubine Zhao who will drive the expedition in person. ”

This sentence echoed in Ding Ning's mind, of course he understood what this sentence meant, and his face couldn't help but turn pale.

He looked at Sima Cuo and the passengers carrying lanterns on the chariot around him, and at this time he finally understood why the aura of the chariot was so weird, and why those coachmen and attendants were obviously far away from the grandmaster, and they could not reach the terrifying level for such a big battle, but they had an absolutely calm aura.

Because these people are all guards from the palace, that kind of breath is the so-called imperial spirit that is contaminated with the emperor.

Therefore, this train chariot is the emperor's chariot.

There was also a ripple in the mood of Donghu monk Gujing Wubo, and he felt something in his heart and looked not far away on one side.

There was also a desolate hill there.

The emperor's attendants and chariots were already here, but Emperor Yuanwu was not here, but on that hill.

In a grove of trees on the hill, there was an ordinary stone house, but it was now extremely neatly arranged.

Emperor Yuanwu, dressed in ordinary cloth clothes, was drinking tea.

In front of him stood a young maid, lifting the teapot on the small red clay stove and helping him make a cup of tea.

When Donghu looked at the hill where he was, he had just picked up the teacup.

However, in the next moment, he lowered his head and took a sip, the tea cup slowly fell in front of him, and in the space between him and Donghu Monk, there were many crystal ripples, and his body disappeared from the place, passed through these ripples, and appeared directly at the end of the train fleet.

His figure is like a sudden increase in the image of a still picture, directly filling the pupils, making people even feel uncomfortable and unreal.

Bang.

When his body was still, there was a terrifying roar in the air behind him and between the hill, as if a long wall was crumbling in an instant.

This is a realm that is difficult to understand, or a realm that all the Seven Realms Grandmasters in the world cannot understand at this moment.

Even the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi naturally dispersed from his body was like a dazzling ray of divine light, making it almost impossible for people to look directly at his face.

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked deeply at the cloth-clothed man who appeared directly on the chariot at the back of the convoy, Emperor Yuanwu of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Yuan Wu's face has not changed at all compared to more than ten years ago, and the years do not seem to have left any traces on him at all.

Ding Ning's heart fell deeper into his body, but strangely there was no anger or other negative emotions.

He didn't expect to meet Yuan Wu at such a time.

Eldest grandson Qianxue's fists gradually clenched, her body was much colder than the wind and snow outside her body, but there was still uncontrollable cold sweat in her palms.

She looked at Yuan Wu, who was standing in the car.

Yuan Wu's facial features and figure are very ordinary, many years ago, she felt that everything in Yuan Wu was very ordinary, but it was such a seemingly ordinary person, but he came to the peak of the world step by step.

At the time of the Lushan Alliance, the world's grandmasters gathered, Yuan Wu still had many scruples, and his qi was hidden, but when he leveled the mountain with a sword, his cultivation was fully revealed, and at this time, he only needed to target Donghu Seng and her and Ding Ning, and his qi at this time was like a country at his feet, overlooking all living beings.

He glanced at Donghu Seng and said, "You are not my opponent, why don't you serve the widow?"

His voice was very ordinary, but it was very majestic, and it had a supreme flavor, and even people couldn't help but feel that as long as he said such a sentence, Donghu Monk would not refute it, or even obey.

Because he is the most powerful and powerful emperor of this era.

Even if he really lost this great war and lost several counties of land, the Great Qin Dynasty he owned still had a territory more than twice as vast as other dynasties.

The night owl on the mountain beam also became slightly unsmooth, and he had not officially met with Yuan Wu for a long time, and at this time, Yuan Wu's strength had caused unspeakable pressure on him.

However, Donghu Seng shook his head, looked at Emperor Yuanwu and said, "You are injured. ”

Sima was taken aback.

Many people in the chariot were a little shaken.

Since the Lushan Alliance, the cultivators of several dynasties have made countless deductions, speculating that Emperor Yuanwu was also injured in the Lushan Alliance, but the speculation is only speculation after all, and it is completely different from hearing this powerful ascetic monk of Donghu say it in person now.

Yuan Wu raised his eyebrows slightly, there was no trace of anger on his peaceful and majestic face, and he nodded naturally, "I can't hide it from you, but you still can't be a widow's opponent." ”

Donghu Seng thought for a while, and then said, "Not necessarily. ”

Emperor Yuanwu stopped making a sound, he glanced at Donghu Seng from afar, there was a soft sound in the air, and his gaze seemed to turn into two bright swords, piercing Donghu Seng's face.

Donghu monk stood still, like a tree that had died for a thousand years, and he didn't even make any movement of the wooden staff he was holding in his hand.

Two bright sword lights suddenly disappeared a foot in front of him.

But after these two sword lights disappeared, Donghu Seng took a step forward and took a step forward.

The wooden staff in his hand was raised, and there was a thud.

In the void in front of him, it was as if a terrifying force collided with the wooden staff in his hand, making a sound like striking an incomparably heavy invisible bell.

Without any pause, his wooden staff struck backwards, and the figure of Emperor Yuanwu on the chariot a hundred feet away from him had turned into a phantom, and the real body had already appeared behind him.

Emperor Yuanwu was already holding a bright yellow long sword in his hand, and stabbed straight towards the back of Donghu Monk.

The vitality in front of the tip of his sword exploded, forming a crystal flower in the air, but the dazzling bright yellow light on the sword seemed to have no time to bloom.

The speed of this sword has surpassed the limit of the Seven Realms Grandmaster's cognition, and it is as powerful as the sword that killed Yan Ying on the Lushan Alliance.

However, the wooden staff in the hand of Donghu monk still had time to appear in the right place and knocked on the body of this sword.

At this moment, it was like Emperor Yuanwu split into two, and at the same time stabbed the old monk of Donghu ascetic cultivation from the front and the rear, but this old monk of Donghu also completed two things in an instant, blocking Emperor Yuanwu's blow in front and smashing Emperor Yuanwu in the back.

A huge wave of dust surged up from front and behind the old monk of Donghu at the same time, accompanied by countless substantial bright yellow rays.

The figure of Emperor Yuanwu on the chariot and behind Donghu Seng suddenly dispersed, and disappeared like a dream bubble at the same time, but immediately, the real body of Emperor Yuanwu had already returned to the chariot.

His brow furrowed, his eyes flickering, and he was contemplating something crucial in such an exchange.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong. ”

When the vast majority of the people present had not yet recovered from this momentary shock, he looked at Donghu Seng fixedly, took a deep breath, and said: "You can't be as fast as a widow, your speed lies in directness, in turning your body into your own world, in such a cramped world, you can keep up with the speed of the widow, but you can't have such a sword comprehension... Not even a widow. Only one person has ever been able to use a sword like this. ”

"That's probably because of you?"

Emperor Yuanwu's gaze fell on Ding Ning's body, his gaze was deep and filled with countless temptations and incomprehensions, "You have obtained his Nine Dead Silkworm Technique, but how can you inherit his comprehension in the way of the sword?"

Ding Ning didn't answer his question, but nodded to the Donghu monk in front of him very solemnly, and then stretched out his fingers, and several faint traces of natal sword qi shot out from his fingertips, leaving several light marks.

Most people couldn't understand his movements at this time, but several grandmasters in the audience instantly stagnated their breath, and they felt a mysterious and powerful inexplicable sword path.

It's a sword move.

Donghu monk's dim eyes also brightened.

These few traces of light fell into his perception, and it was a sword move that only he could have an epiphany at this moment.

This sword move and the exercises he practiced were extremely perfectly matched with the state at this time, and even had a strong restraint effect on Yuan Wu's sword intent.

He knew that because of Emperor Yuanwu's personal conquest, the opponent at the moment was already too strong for them, so Ding Ning couldn't have any reservations, and he had to do everything possible to find an opportunity to win.

"Eclipse of the sky!"

Emperor Yuanwu's pupils contracted sharply, and he drank out the name of this sword, but even he could only feel part of this sword intent, and he only knew the name of this sword.

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