Zhongzhou City is the first majestic city in the world, and it is the city that determines the entire Yunqin.
The battle that decided who belonged to Zhongzhou City was bound to be more fierce and cruel than the battles that took place in Dongjingling and Shaohualing, and it involved more otherworldly people.
The battle that took place at the main gate of the palace was just a silhouette in this earth-shattering change, even the countless sword masters of the Xianyi Academy and the countless cultivators of the Thunder Academy were just victims who cleared the way for the real big man to appear on the scene, and in the rest of Zhongzhou City, some of them have been raised separately, and they can be regarded as the death of the legendary big man.
Some of the Saint Master battles that were only mentioned in the few words that Ni Henian and Wen Xuanshu talked to had ended.
However, in addition to Ni Henian, an invincible saint master in Zhongzhou City, another powerful sword master appeared.
Any holy teacher is an existence that should not be taken lightly.
At this time, Ni Henian and the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain were in the midst of a fierce battle, one was an invincible cultivator in Zhongzhou City, and the other was the most powerful and mysterious Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, whose identity was more noble than that of Emperor Damang, such a battle was rare for any cultivator, and it would definitely be a legendary battle recorded in the stories of later generations, and the most important thing was that Ni Henian and the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, their fight, I am afraid it would be extremely short, because the time of a breath is for their perception and reaction, I'm afraid it's going to be very long, and I can get them to do a lot of things.
Therefore, this kind of confrontation naturally firmly attracts the hearts of all cultivators, and makes people unconsciously want to look at these two people without blinking, for fear of missing any detail, any thrilling picture.
At this time, this faint flying sword assassination is naturally more dangerous and threatening.
Wen Xuanshu's gaze was still on Ni Henian and the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, and he didn't seem to notice this shadowy flying sword at all, but his left sleeve was slightly shocked, and with a buzzing sound, it seemed like a bee was flying.
No flying swords flew out.
Only a small metal palm of purple sand sè sticks out.
The appearance of this small metal hand is about the same size as the "scratching hand" that Yunqin people often use to scratch their backs, but the five fingers are extraordinarily slender and graceful, vivid, and graceful, like picking flowers in the void, and like picking a new piece of tea.
Such a small metal hand is more like a toy than a soul soldier.
However, only at the moment when the little metal hand emerged from Wen Xuanshu's sleeve, a terrifying scream sounded from the broken eaves of the glazed tiles somewhere.
"Residence Hand" "Wen Xuanshu, you are actually a descendant of the Juju clan" "Whoever gets the soul soldier of the Ju clan must be the descendant of the Ju clan" At this moment, Wen Xuanshu's mind appeared with the figure of the woman who played a game of chess with him and changed her life, and this sentence sounded at the same time.
However, he didn't bother to explain at the moment, so he didn't make any sound, and Zisha Sè's small metal hand stretched out steadily towards the shadow-like flying sword.
"Ding" At the same time as this little hand appeared, the shadow-like flying sword had already trembled and retreated.
This little metal hand was not able to directly touch this flying sword, but it was picked up out of thin air, and it directly picked up this flying sword into the small metal hand.
Residence hand, lock the world's flying sword Some of the flag-type weapons of the 15 Xiyi Divisions are said to have been comprehended by a certain practitioner in Xiyi who was lucky enough to see a certain rune on the hand of the residence.
This shadow-like flying sword was firmly captured in the palm of the small metal hand in the scream of the sword master on the cornice, and Wen Xuanshu's arm was only slightly shocked.
However, the sword assassination did not end.
Just a moment before this flying sword was restrained by the dwelling hand, a thinner and thinner sword shadow differentiated from this flying sword.
It's a real, very different flying sword.
The one holding this thinner, more shadow-like flying sword was a gray-clothed cultivator standing on a certain beam of the Golden Luan Palace.
He is a shadow saint master that most cultivators in Yun Qin have heard of, but have never seen, and he is the strongest close attendant of Emperor Yun Qin.
What he is best at has always been not to protect but to assassinate.
It's just that those who tried to assassinate Emperor Yunqin often died in his quiet assassination.
His flying sword was silently attached to the sword of the previous flying sword, and it was hidden in the shadow of the flying sword.
So from the very beginning, it was not one sword master who attacked Wen Xuanshu, but two, and from the beginning, it was not one flying sword, but two.
At the same time that Wen Xuanshu easily locked a flying sword, this thinner and more dangerous flying sword had already fluttered and stabbed at Wen Xuanshu's eyebrows.
At this moment, Ni Henian was still thinking quietly against the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain.
Wen Xuanshu was assassinated by two Blade Masters at the same time.
But that's not all.
With a "ding" sound, while the residence hand in his hand locked a flying sword, a car behind him drove on, and Zhou Yongxian, the head of the Ministry of Engineering, exclaimed, and was shocked and flew out.
Yun Qin established the country with martial arts, promoted with military merits, and was able to become the head of the Ministry of Engineering, naturally he was also a powerful cultivator.
However, at this moment, in the face of the burst of aura beside him, he was obviously not strong enough.
At this time, it was Leng Zhennan who made the shot.
Since Wen Xuanshu became the first assistant, and he sat in place of the old man surnamed Huang until the curtain, he has been firmly supporting every decree of Wen Xuanshu, without his support, Wen Xuanshu would not be able to suppress the hundred officials during the autumn festival, and it would be impossible to easily lead the army into Zhongzhou City.
Emperor Yun Qin quickly removed the Nine Layers of Curtains.
Leng Zhennan became the shortest-lived member of the Senate.
Therefore, Leng Zhennan and Wen Xuanshu are on the same front, and in the eyes of all Yun Qin officials, it is a natural thing.
It's just that until this moment, everyone knows that he is also a card held by the emperor.
Now the card falls.
Leng Zhennan had a bow in his hand.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
A red gold sè, a short bow half the size of a normal strong bow.
The bowstring of this short bow is silver, and the runes on the bow of the red gold sè are thick and full of ancient meaning, like a wolf flowing with red sè blood.
That's why this bow is called "shè wolf".
This is the bow of Zhao Milun, the famous archer of Yunqin, in the battle of the Fallen Star Mausoleum in the past, after Zhao Milun died in battle, this "shè wolf" disappeared, until now, appeared in the hands of Leng Zhennan.
Until now, many people present who already knew that Leng Zhennan was a holy master only knew that he was actually an archer.
Because at such times, he will only use his strongest means.
There is a hurricane around Leng Zhennan's body, and the wind and clouds are changing.
Just when he used the arrows with all his might, the hurricane around his body shook Zhou Yongxian, who was already a peak national teacher.
This alone shows how powerful his arrow is.
And he is very close to Wen Xuanshu.
For a cultivator like him, this kind of distance is like using a bow and arrow to stimulate the back of Wen Xuanshu's head.
So at this moment, Wen Xuanshu was facing the sudden joint assassination of the three holy masters All the faces of the Zhongzhou Wei generals not far from him turned pale in an instant.
However, in the face of the joint assassination of the three holy masters, and in the face of Leng Zhennan's betrayal at this time, the corners of Wen Xuanshu's mouth were filled with a hint of indifference and sarcasm.
In such a fight, of course, he would not think that the power in the emperor's hands would end in the year of Ni He.
The power in his own hands naturally couldn't just reach the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain.
In the face of such a dangerous and powerful assassination, he didn't care about the flying sword stabbed at his eyebrows, but just slapped it backwards with his right backhand.
The tip of the flying sword had already touched the skin of Wen Xuanshu's eyebrows.
There is another sword qi between heaven and earth.
The elegant white-shirted scribe beside Wen Xuanshu's carriage locked on the Shadow Saint Master's light flying sword, and a white sword light flew out of nowhere on his body, hitting the body of the Shadow Saint Master's light flying sword.
"Finger Wrapping" The Shadow Saint Master's shouts rang out.
The white sword light and his flying sword didn't make any crashing sounds, just a sharp grinding sound.
The small white flying sword was softly wrapped around his flying sword, and his flying sword was forcibly dragged away from between Wen Xuanshu's eyebrows.
Between Wen Xuanshu's eyebrows, a red mark appeared, bright and vivid.
The silver arrow in Leng Zhennan's hand had already made a terrifying popping sound, and the tip of the arrow had already broken the jade ring on Wen Xuanshu's head.
In Wen Xuanshu's ears, there were two faint traces of blood flowing out.
There was no way his hand could have caught the golden arrow that was already about to fall on the back of his head.
If the picture of this moment is frozen, you can see that many Zhongzhou guards and many officials who followed behind Wen Xuanshu's car had their mouths open, but their voices were not as fast as this arrow.
Wen Xuanshu had been injured by the sound wave and qi wave of this arrow, and his head would burst open like a watermelon.
However, at this moment, the cold and sarcastic meaning at the corner of his mouth did not decrease in the slightest, and a more violent aura erupted from his body.
The official uniform on his body was torn into countless pieces, and he was about to float out when he was blown by the arrow wind, but he didn't have time to float out.
Under the torn official uniforms, there are faces that are more golden than pure gold.
All of them are real dragon gems.
The only true dragon treasure robe in the world is now on his body.
Moreover, the aura gushing out of his body at this moment is even more powerful than the imperial court's worship of Zhang Qiuxuan.
Therefore, he is a cultivator who is even more powerful than Zhang Qiuxuan, and he himself is also a hole card in his hand.
"Boom" The golden lightning spread out like a storm, drowning the flying sword and the arrow, which was incomparably bright and dazzling.
All the sergeants and officers of the Zhongzhou Army were stinging, and they were so frightened that they couldn't see what was going on in the lightning
.
: