The sky fell in the province, and a flying crane of the divine tree shining with a faint yellow light flew among the faint white clouds.
"Nian Chenjing dispatched troops, and the province fell like a monolith for half a day, but it's a pity that the Biluo Mausoleum of today is no longer the Biluo Mausoleum of the past and the moon, and the world of cultivators is already a new era."
Looking at the Tianluo Provincial Governor's Mansion that was already not far below in front of him, a slightly chubby young man in a green robe sitting cross-legged on the Shenmu Feihe let out a heartfelt sigh.
He is Cheng Lishu, one of the most famous people among the young generation of cultivators in Zhongzhou City, although he is young, his cultivation has reached the peak of the great master, and he was recruited by Zhongzhou Wei as an offering, and he is recognized as one of the young people who have entered Zhongzhou City over the years, and he is most likely to become one of the cultivators enshrined by the imperial court in the future.
The most important thing is that he studied under Han Banchi in Shanye Province, Han Banchi's real name is Han Yuchi, and he is the only folk saint master in Yunqinshan Y Province in the past few decades, and he understands the way of hand-to-hand combat.
This kind of cultivator who dares to get close, move sideways in a very short gap, and have a soul power that is skillful against the enemy in every square inch is naturally a cultivator who is extremely good at fighting.
Cheng Lishu was a national scholar when he entered Zhongzhou City, and he has experienced more than 20 battles with opponents of the same level so far, and he has never been defeated, so at this moment he gently rubbed his smooth and fat fingers, and his expression was full of strong confidence, and there was a trace of excitement that could not be concealed.
"Let's go, let's go and send Nian Chenjing, a person with a foreign surname from the Jiang family, on their last journey."
He turned his head and looked at the black thin middle-aged man who was holding the Divine Wood Flying Crane and smiled slightly.
The cleansing of the Imperial City of Zhongzhou had already begun, and it was naturally impossible for the emperor to let go of the last important force of the Jiang family in the Biluo Tomb.
Although the provincial governor of the Jiang family has made a lot of arrangements in the military of Tianluo Province since the change of the Prajna Corridor, and the army has guarded many areas like iron buckets, Nian Chenjing himself is only a cultivator who has just passed the rank of a great master, and his subordinates are at most cultivators of the rank of a national master.
After the battle of Biluo Tomb and the rebellion of Cangyue, the entire Bishui and Tianluo Provincial military did not have any cultivators of the Holy Master rank at all.
The huge army could stop and kill powerful cultivators last year, but now things like Shenmu Feihe can easily pass through the blockade and pursuit of the army, and now the black and thin middle-aged man who is holding Shenmu Feihe is one of the emperor's close attendants, and his cultivation has also reached the peak of the great power division.
Now there is an exact secret report, Nian Chenjing is in the provincial governor's mansion, and several powerful subordinates have been assigned to the armies of Tianluo Province and are ready to raise troops.
Under such circumstances, Cheng Lishu naturally firmly believed that no one in the provincial governor's mansion below would be able to stop him from killing this person with a foreign surname from the Jiang family.
Although the black and thin middle-aged man of the imperial envoy Shenmu Feihe is slightly higher than Cheng Lishu, if it is a real battle, it may not be the opponent of Cheng Lishu, a young man, and Cheng Lishu is the main person in charge of this beheading operation, he is just ordered to cooperate, so it is naturally impossible to disobey Cheng Lishu's order, he nodded silently, and he is about to make the Shenmu Feihe land sharply.
However, at this moment, he heard some breaking sound in the sky above his head.
At this moment, when he raised his head and turned his head to look at the sky behind the sound of breaking the sky, he thought of some possibility in his mind, and his face became slightly pale.
Cheng Lishu's brows also furrowed at this moment.
His reaction was definitely no slower than that of this dark and thin middle-aged cultivator.
At this moment, a certain possibility that came to his mind naturally made him feel fear in his heart, but he had always been a proud young man, and pride finally defeated fear at this time, and the moment his brows furrowed, his hands hung down, and his body stood up directly from the Shenmu Feihe, and turned to look back.
At this time, the Shenmu Flying Crane is high in the sky, and the sky and the earth are naturally vast on all sides, and only the wind and clouds can be seen.
He stood proudly on the Divine Tree Flying Crane, like a proud lonely peak.
His eyes immediately narrowed slightly, and in the vast sky, higher above the Divine Tree Flying Crane he was in, he saw a yellow light falling rapidly.
That yellow light is also a Divine Wood Flying Crane.
Now in this world, only Emperor Yun Qin and Qingluan Academy have such a thing as Shenmu Feihe, and he and the black and thin middle-aged cultivator are the people of Emperor Yun Qin, so the other party can naturally only be a person from Qingluan Academy.
When he heard the sound of clothes hunting and hunting from the higher sky, what made him and the black and thin middle-aged cultivator fear in their hearts was the four characters of Qingluan Academy.
But at this moment, seeing this Shenmu Flying Crane falling rapidly, Cheng Lishu's frowning brows also loosened, and a low cold snort came out of his mouth.
Because there is only one person on the other party's Divine Tree Flying Crane.
A young woman in a black robe.
The unique black robe can naturally make the identity of the other party's Qingluan Academy more clear, and those who can wear this kind of black robe are not only the students of Qingluan Academy, but the strength of the other party can no longer be judged by their appearance and age, but at this moment, through the faint breath in the airflow, Cheng Lishu can be sure that the other party's cultivation is not as good as the holy master.
If you don't get to the Holy Master, you have to divide a part of your soul power and always pour it into the Divine Wood Feihe, how can you fight him Although the black-robed lecturer of Qingluan Academy is the most eccentric and powerful cultivator in this world, he is always a person, and he must always conform to the truth of this world.
This powerful young cultivator from Zhongzhou City was proud.
However, in the next moment, his pride completely turned into panic, and his body completely turned into a stone sculpture because of stiffness.
A fierce and unbelievable scream erupted from his mouth at the same time as from the mouth of the black, thin middle-aged cultivator who commanded the Divine Wood Flying Crane The other party's Shenmu Feihe, like a meteorite, crashed straight into the Shenmu Feihe where the two were located Cheng Lishu is very good at fighting, but he has never experienced such a battle In the scream of extreme fear, any melee combat skills he was good at were useless, and the moment the opponent's Shenmu Feihe hit the Shenmu Feihe he was on with the howling wind, he just had a blank brain, like a reckless man in Zhongzhou City who couldn't fight, and threw a straight punch at the opponent.
The difference is that the ordinary reckless man in Zhongzhou City has no soul power, and his punch, in his extreme panic, blasted out the small half-soul power in his body and exploded his entire sleeve.
There was a bang of "boom".
The handsome and bookish black-robed woman of Qingluan Academy pushed her hands forward, and between the soul power of the two sides, an extremely muffled snort came out of her mouth.
Her body detached from the Divine Tree Flying Crane and flew backwards.
Shenmu Feihe and Shenmu Feihe collided, and under the collision of soul power, the two Shenmu Feihe were not broken, but the hard wooden strips directly appeared and disintegrated, and the two wooden cranes directly cracked, turning into countless pieces of wood, splashing out like countless sharp yellow sè knives.
A piece of wood struck Cheng Lishu's extremely pale face, leaving a trace of blood.
Cheng Lishu, who was above the countless crumbling wood chips, opened his mouth wide, but he didn't make any sound, everything seemed to be frozen in the air.
This kind of weightlessness and fear of falling under his feet at a very high altitude, it is completely unimaginable for people who have not experienced it, at this moment, his heart twitched and stopped beating directly, and all the blood seemed to fly out of his body in an instant, gathering on the thin scalp above his head, as if the heart and blood were about to spurt out from the top of his head.
Falling from such a high altitude among the white clouds, even a Saint Master-level cultivator could not have enough soul power to spurt and slow down the fall, and they would all die when they landed.
So at this moment, Cheng Lishu knew that he and the black and thin middle-aged cultivator were already going to die.
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It's just that he doesn't understand that the opponent who adopts this style of play can't survive.
Could it be that these people from Qingluan Academy are crazy?
At the moment when he began to fall sharply and greeted death, Cheng Lishu, a young cultivator in Zhongzhou City who no longer had any pride, glanced at the black-robed and delicate woman who fell not far away.
Then he saw that the handsome woman in the black robe had pulled a metal wire.
His gaze froze.
He saw behind the handsome woman in the black robe, and ripped open a big black umbrella, a big umbrella that was extremely tough and windy.
Like a huge black sè flower, blooming in the air.
Under the relative sight, in his senses, this black flower blooming in the air seemed to carry the black-robed woman slowly floating upward, melodious in the air.
This is the first time in this world that a battle has taken place in the heavens in the true sense of the word.
An Keyi, who was slowly falling in the air, looked at Cheng Lishu, who was frightened and helpless and finally stared at him, and slowly shook his head calmly and slightly compassionately.
After this battle, the emperor's side will definitely learn some lessons and learn something from this battle.
But in this world, only Qingluan Academy has a god.
Qingluan Academy has always had some advanced consciousness beyond this world, and all kinds of ideas and creativity that are ahead of this world.
Therefore, it is destined that many people who are enemies of Qingluan Academy will die like Cheng Lishu today, so the black-robed lecturers and professors of Qingluan Academy will have a pride that people in the world cannot understand.
Nian Chenjing looked up at the sky along with many people from the provincial governor's mansion.
When Cheng Lishu and the black and thin middle-aged cultivator screamed in the air with intense fear, the people in the Provincial Governor's Mansion realized that Nian Chenjing was already under the protection of dozens of guards, and then he and these dozens of guards saw the sharp collision of these two Divine Tree Flying Cranes in the sky.
"Aggressive" Countless hard pieces of wood began to fall in the governor's mansion like rain, and even knocked a hole in the roof of the governor's mansion.
In the midst of these small crumbling sounds, two loud, dull thumps rang out.
Cheng Lishu and the black and thin middle-aged cultivator fell to the ground fiercely, bounced up, and died in an instant when the five internal cracks were violently cracked.
Nian Chenjing swept in front of the two dead cultivators, looked at the two cultivators who were bleeding from the Seven Apertures, their bodies were deformed, and the deep pit smashed out on the ground, took a deep breath, and then looked up again, looking at the black flower that was slowly falling from the sky
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