Salen Agu laughed.
"Before your master left with Emperor Gaozu of Daibun, he often played chess with me. We used heaven and earth as chess pieces and all living beings as pieces. Sometimes a game of chess would take more than ten years to produce results."
He gently lashed the Sheep Driving Whip. Crack! The formation on the surface of the Eight Trigrams Platform broke.
"Then we have to play this game of chess well. This chess piece is called Wei Yuan. "
The Supervisor took a sip of wine. As soon as he finished speaking, Salen Agu's body twisted like a brain wave. After a long while, he returned to his original state.
In the distant Jingshan City, the city that was being rebuilt suddenly shook as if there was an earthquake. The newly built main hall collapsed, and the ground cracked, forming a large crack that was dozens of feet deep.
"Coincidentally, this chess piece of mine is also called Wei Yuan."
Salen Agu shook the Sheep Driving Whip, rolled up a chess piece, and dropped it on the chessboard.
Above the stargazing tower, in the dense layers of clouds, a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket suddenly struck down, but it did not fall on the Supervisor. It disappeared halfway, as if it had struck into another space dimension.
"Finding trouble with me in Daibun's territory is too rash."
The Supervisor nodded slightly, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip. He was not in a hurry to make another move. He smiled.
"But his style of playing chess is very similar to that of my master. It turns out that he learned it from you. I just don't know if his impulsive pedantry is also inherited from you … Confucian Sages! "
As the chess piece called "Confucian Sages" fell, bright red blood seeped out of Salen Agu's wizard robe and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the distant Kang Kingdom, a huge tsunami was set off.
Salen Agu's face seemed to be a little pale. He said lightly,
"In my opinion, even if he is impulsive and betrays the Witchcraft Cult, it is better than you, an evil creature who killed his teacher. During the time he was in charge of Daibun, he never fought with the Witchcraft Cult … Witchcraft Cult! "
The Sheep Driving Whip rolled up a chess piece and dropped it on the chessboard.
The Supervisor's expression didn't change. Instead, he poured out the wine in his cup to disperse the dark clouds above his head.
In Daibun's territory, as long as Daibun did not perish, he would be invincible among those below Supreme Grade.
The Supervisor squinted his eyes and said, "Wu Zong rose up that year because of the general trend. Five hundred years ago, that bloodline favored treacherous officials and was greedy for pleasure, causing corrupt officials to run amok and the people to have no way to live. His teacher believed that if Daibun was given enough time, he would be able to get rid of his illness and return to a clean and tidy government.
"I, on the other hand, felt that there could be no construction without destruction. Daibun needed to experience a rebirth from the ashes, and I won in the end. These five hundred years of peace and prosperity are the best way to repay him for his teachings. "
Tharlen Agu slowly walked to the edge of the Eight Trigrams Platform and looked down at the capital. "The current Daibun is very similar to how it was five hundred years ago."
The Supervisor said, "There can be no construction without destruction."
After five hundred years, I'm still the same Supervisor. I haven't changed at all.
…
"Tharlen Agu?"
Xu Qi 'an suddenly came to his senses and said the name of the Grand Warlock of the Witchcraft Sect.
Only a Level One Warlock could deal with a Level One Warlock.
The Witchcraft Sect wanted the Dragon Vein of Daibun and wanted to incorporate the Central Plains into their territory, turning Daibun into a vassal state of the Witchcraft Sect.
Therefore, why would Tharlen Agu be absent from today's "grand event"?
No wonder Queen Zhen De was not afraid of him.
"You are not stupid after all!"
Queen Zhen De cracked a smile and looked proud and arrogant.
He looked like he was having a hard time controlling his emotions. No, it wasn't that he couldn't control his emotions, it was that he had never thought of controlling his emotions. A Daoist Sect master who had joined the Demon Sect must be arrogant, so it would be strange for him to be calm and reserved … Xu Qi 'an thought, maybe he could take advantage of Queen Zhen De's obsession.
"Heh, I felt so good when I killed the King of Zhenbei. Oh, I forgot that it was you. You are just a defeated opponent of mine. Back in Chu Zhou City, I could beat you until you begged for mercy. Today, I will smash your head into pieces. "
Xu Qian tried his best to make his expression look arrogant.
Sure enough, Queen Zhen De's face twitched, and her eyes were filled with anger. However, the next second, she calmed herself down and said lightly.
"Insignificant tricks. You think you can anger me with just a few words?"
"Son of a b * tch, I will tear you into pieces one day …" Queen Zhen De's little soul roared.
It didn't work. It seemed that being possessed didn't mean that one's IQ was low … Xu Qi 'an was a little disappointed. If Queen Zhen De's anger had lasted for one more second, he would have pointed his middle finger at her and shouted.
"Come over here!"
"So, when you were forced to write the edict, you were also acting when you were furious in the main hall?" Xu Qi 'an asked.
Queen Zhen De sneered and said, "Take a guess."
Xu Qi 'an glanced in the direction of Jing City and said with an expressionless face.
"I guess you took the opportunity to vent your anger at the death of the King of Zhenbei. Or maybe your anger had exceeded your limit, and you couldn't control yourself."
Queen Zhen De didn't answer. Chen Fan didn't know if it was because she didn't want to answer or because she agreed.
He looked in the direction of Jing City and said calmly, "You are waiting for Luo Yuheng, right?"
Xu Qi 'an's face changed.
Seeing this, the smile on Queen Zhen De's face widened. There was a hint of mockery in her eyes.
"Luo Yuheng didn't want to dual cultivate with me, and she was even dissatisfied with my cultivation. My cultivation had weakened Daibun's national power, and she didn't have enough luck to go through the Tribulation. If she could seize the opportunity to kill me and make a new emperor, she might still have a chance. "
The smile on Xu Qi 'an's face froze.
Empress Joan of Arc smiled slyly and said: "I found her an interesting opponent."
…
In the suburbs far away from the Southern Courtyard.
Luo Yuheng frowned and looked at the dark figure in front of her. He was standing on a blooming Black Lotus, and his body was dripping with black pus. His eyes were filled with malice.
With the Black Lotus as the center, the plants within a radius of a few miles were withered, and the animals' eyes were bloodshot. They had lost their minds and only knew how to mate or kill each other.
In minute details, even the insects were fighting each other.
"Good niece!"
Black Lotus licked his lips and made a slurping sound. His tone was both evil and obscene as he said,
"Come to me, I will take you to dual cultivate and let you have a taste of being a woman, hehehe ~ ~"
Luo Yuheng's mouth twitched, and she swung the rusty iron sword in her hand and said angrily, "Get lost!"
The blinding Sword Qi was brighter than the sun, and the mating animals and insects were instantly killed by the Sword Will contained in the sword.
The blooming black lotus sprayed out pitch-black viscous liquid that looked like a geyser, scrambling to wrap around the sword Qi. Amidst a hissing sound, it quickly corroded Luo Yuheng's sword strike with all his might.
"How many attacks can you block?"
Luo Yuheng sneered and flew up to the sky with her sword. As she spun, sharp Sword Qi shot out.
The Sword Will filled the air.
Sizzle … The Black Lotus Daoist Leader was pierced by the sword energies, but his body seemed to be made of filthy sewage. Pitch-black liquid flowed and healed his wounds.
On the other hand, the ground around him was filled with holes, as if it had just been baptized by cannonballs.
The liquid flowing around the Black Lotus Taoist Leader seemed to have dimmed a little.
He was not weaker than Warrior's Renzong Sword Technique, so he must have been injured.
The Black Lotus Taoist Leader took a deep breath, and his abdomen bulged. The "ball" moved up slowly, and when it reached his throat, he spat it out.
The Black Lotus Taoist Leader spat out a long black river, and it engulfed Luo Yuheng, as if it was going to bring her down with it.
"My dear niece, I have been lusting after your body for a long time, hahahaha …"
The Black Lotus Taoist Leader laughed maniacally, and it was evil and crazy.
Swoosh!
The rusty iron sword cut through the murky river, and in a flash, it pierced through the Black Lotus Taoist Leader's heart.
Luo Yuheng appeared out of thin air, and she held the iron sword. She shook her hand, and some of the black liquid on the blade fell off.
She could not touch the opponent's power of depravity. Even a little bit of it would trigger the Karmic Fire in her body.
But this sword could. This iron sword was a treasure passed down by the Ancestral Masters of Renzong, and it contained the Sword Will of the Ancestral Masters.
That was why Luo Yuheng became one with the sword, and she fused with the iron sword to cut through the sticky liquid.
"Ah, it hurts!!"
The Black Lotus Taoist Leader held his chest, and he screamed in pain.
He was enraged, and he suddenly felt that his beautiful niece was not cute anymore. He screamed maliciously,
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you … I'm going to take you back for Dual Cultivation, I'm going to take you back for Dual Cultivation … Should I kill you or Dual Cultivation? So annoying, so annoying, so annoying … "
As he screamed hysterically, his body suddenly collapsed, and he turned into a black human face the size of a small building, and it was made up of a black liquid that was as thick as syrup.
The human face opened its mouth, and it pounced toward Luo Yuheng, trying to swallow her.
The Grand Master flipped the rusty iron sword, and gently thrust it forward.
Boom!
The human face exploded, and pitch-black rain poured down from the sky.
The sword aura flashed for a few miles, and it sliced a mountain in half before flying away and disappearing from sight.
Luo Yuheng stood with the sword in her hand, and her expression was indifferent. "That's it?"
"I've decided. I'm going to kill you."
The body of the Black Lotus Taoist Leader reappeared, and his aura dimmed a little.
This annoying martial niece, it was better to just kill her.
"Jinlian asked me to help him deal with you. I didn't want to help him because I didn't want to take the risk, and it was none of my business. However, this time, it was someone else who asked me to help.
"Since he asked, I might as well show you what I'm capable of."
Luo Yuheng lightly bit the tip of his finger and wiped it on the rusty iron sword before he said in a light voice,
She said softly, "Black Lotus, you can run now."
She was confident and domineering.
…
Empress Zhen De laughed crazily. Xu Qi 'an's expression changed slightly, and it hit the sweet spot in his heart. As a demon cultivator who liked to show off his emotions, he enjoyed the feeling of being crushed by his opponent's intelligence.
He wanted to let this kid, who thought he was the savior of the world, understand how laughable and petty he was.
"A peak third grade Warrior is indeed difficult to kill, but it doesn't matter. Soon, you will taste extreme fear."
Empress Zhen De looked at him mockingly, expecting to see vigilance and confusion in Xu Qi 'an's eyes, as well as a hint of panic.
But what he got was Xu Qi 'an's sneer.
"You're talking so much nonsense to me. You're waiting for Duke Huai, aren't you?"
This time, it was Empress Zhen De's turn to have a slight change in expression.
She stared at Xu Qi 'an with some vigilance and confusion, and snorted.
"Your brain seems like it's just for show. But so what if you know? Is there anyone in Daibun who can stop an undying Warrior?"
Xu Qi'an turned a deaf ear to him, and his eyes fell on the corpse of the Yuanjing Emperor in the distance. For those who mastered the Yi Qi Turning Three Pure Ones, as long as one of their doppelgangers was still alive, they could cultivate two doppelgangers given enough time.
Of course, a severed body could not be revived. This body of the Yuanjing Emperor was already dead. However, Duke Huai was different. Duke Huai was a Third Grade Warrior.
After entering Rank-3, Xu Qi'an knew very well that as long as he channeled enough Vitality Force, he would be able to survive.
"I can't find a Rank-3 Warrior, but who says that only a Rank-3 Warrior can stop a Rank-3 Warrior?" Xu Qi 'an asked with a smile.
Queen Jeanne's face sank.
He looked at Xu Qi 'an coldly and said in an awe-inspiring tone,
"Do you know how Duke Huai was resurrected? This is the third reason why I killed Wei Yuan. "
Come on, let's hurt each other.
Xu Qi 'an's smile slowly disappeared, and he squeezed out three words from his teeth, "You're courting death."
The war broke out instantly.
…
A figure flew in the air, wearing heavy armor. His facial features were handsome and somewhat similar to Yuan Jing Di. His long and narrow phoenix eyes were cold and disdainful.
King of Zhenbei.
He came from the direction of the Imperial Mausoleum. After the corpse was transported back to the capital from Chuzhou, because the Yuanjing Emperor tried to cover up Duke Huai's massacre, he angered the civil and military officials, and they rose up to resist.
The officials led a group of officials to surround the Meridian Gate, cursing incessantly, and causing an uproar.
Under such a premise, no one paid attention to Duke Huai's corpse. After all, there was not much meaning in fighting with a corpse. Fighting with the Emperor was the most important thing.
Including Xu Qi 'an and Zheng Xinghuai, they only paid attention to the situation in the court and ignored Duke Huai's corpse.
Little did they know, this was done intentionally by Empress Zhen De.
Duke Huai's corpse had been hidden in the Imperial Mausoleum, and he had just recovered recently.
Xiu!
The flying sword broke through the air, and went straight for the head of the King of Zhenbei.
King of Zhenbei casually waved his hand, and with a sharp clang, the flying sword flew back.
He stopped in the air, and looked at a certain place high up in the sky. There were two flying swords, and each flying sword was stepping on two people.
They were a green robed swordsman, a simple monk, a tanned young girl, and a beautiful woman in a Daoist robe.
"I was wondering who it was, so it's you guys!"
Duke Huai sneered and shook his head repeatedly, "Just the few of you dogs and chickens dare to block this emperor's path?"
He thought Xu Qi 'an had some trump card.
That's it?
Chu Yuanzhen, Li Miaozhen, and Lina all turned their heads to look at Grandmaster Hengyuan, who had a deep hatred for him.
"Amitabha."
Hengy Yuan put his palms together and said in a deep voice, "Almsgiver, you have slaughtered three hundred and eighty thousand people in Chu Zhou City, and this poor monk is very sad. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to teach you a lesson …"
Chu Yuanzhen interrupted with a smile, "Master, don't talk nonsense, just do it. Our mission is not just to buy him fifteen minutes, we also have to wear him down. "
Hengy Yuan thought for a while and said, "You're right!"
There was no need to waste time talking to someone who had committed the most heinous crimes. The best way to deal with them was to make them yield.
A relic appeared on top of Hengy Yuan's head, and it emitted a soft golden light.
Then, he took out a piece of paper and ignited it.
The core ability of the sacrificial ritual — Great Summoning Spell!
In the void, a kind-looking figure in a kasaya appeared, and after it merged with the relic, the illusory figure instantly became solid.
It was an Arhat, a Level Two Buddhist Arhat!
Of course, even with the enhancement of the relic, a summoned Heroic Soul could not be on the same level as a real Arhat.
However, with Hengy Yuan as the main force, and Li Miaozhen and the others as support, they could barely hold off a Peak Level Three Warrior.
Duke Huai saw this and raised his eyebrows, "I don't need fifteen minutes to take care of you."
He looked disdainful on the surface, but he was on guard on the inside.
Master Hengy Yuan put his palms together, and chanted a scripture with his head lowered. Golden Buddhist characters floated out of his mouth, and converged into a golden "river" that surged towards the King of Zhenbei.
The King of Zhenbei staggered, and his head felt like it was going to split open. He had a strong urge to kill himself, and he could no longer stay in the air, so he fell down quickly.
Level Seven Mages were the best at expiation!
If it was a dead soul, they would be freed in expiation, and return to heaven and earth.
If it was a living person, they would have a strong urge to kill themselves, and want to turn themselves into a dead soul. If you didn't want to die, Buddhism would say: No, you want to die.
The first to jump off the flying sword was Lina. Southern Border's Little Black Skin was always the first to charge in a fight. She closed her arms and legs, and shot towards the ground like an arrow. When she got close to the King of Zhenbei, she suddenly spread her limbs, and went behind the King of Zhenbei.
At this time, Duke Huai was still suffering from a splitting headache, and his world was in a state of complete darkness. Lina hooked her legs around the waist of a third rank martial artist, and her hands wrapped around both of his arms. With a delicate shout, she forcefully pulled both of his arms backwards.
As expected of the Strength Gu Division's genius girl, she actually wrestled with Duke Huai for a few seconds.
Swoosh!
Chu Yuanzhen took out the ordinary iron sword from his waist, and shot forward.
Li Miaozhen raised her right hand, and her palm faced the King of Zhenbei.
Crack … The armor on his body, the clothes inside, belt, shoes, and so on, all betrayed him, or tightened his waist, or tightened his collar, making it difficult for Duke Huai to move, and indirectly helping Lina.
Chu Yuanzhen's iron sword immediately arrived, and stabbed in between Duke Huai's eyebrows. There was no strong burst of energy, because this was a sword of the heart.
The heart slashed the soul.
The Heaven & Earth Society's people tacitly attacked, and with a wave of control, they forcibly controlled this Level Three Peak Warrior for more than five seconds.
As the main force, Hengy Yuan naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity. While chanting "no killing", he raised his iron wok sized fist, and a storm-like attack fell on the King of Zhenbei.
The "commandment" of the Arhat Realm was enough to control Duke Huai for a long time.
Dang dang dang!
The fist smashed on the Level Three Warrior's physique, and a wave of energy that could casually kill a Warrior below the Iron Bone Realm, and hit Lina, who was clamping down on Duke Huai's arm, to the point of bleeding.
Duke Huai's aura was difficult to stabilize.
Boom! The armor on the King of Zhenbei's body exploded, and Lina was sent flying like a paper kite with a broken string. Warrior's domineering aura destroyed everything, including Master Hengy Yuan.
Lina's arms were twisted and bent, and her bones pierced through her flesh. She lost her ability to fight on the spot.
From the beginning, the Heaven & Earth Society's mission wasn't to kill Duke Huai. This wasn't realistic.
First of all, what Hengy Yuan invited was the Arhat's Heroic Soul, and its strength was definitely not as strong as the real body. Even if the real body of the Arhat came, it would be very difficult to kill a Level Three Peak Warrior.
Secondly, this Heroic Soul could only last for fifteen minutes. Wanting to kill the smelly and tough High Rank Warrior in fifteen minutes?
Finally, the difference between a Level Three and a Level Four was like the difference between clouds and mud. The difference in strength was too big, and the opponent could make countless mistakes, but if they made a mistake, they might be wiped out.
Duke Huai was a cruel and merciless person, and understood the principle of taking advantage of someone's illness to kill them. He didn't show mercy just because the opponent was a woman. His fist was filled with energy, and he was about to finish off the Southern Border Barbarian Girl with one punch.
Master Hengy Yuan put his palms together, "Do not violate the rule of killing."
Duke Huai's fist stopped, and it was difficult for him to punch again.
Li Miaozhen seized the opportunity, aimed her palm at Lina, and forcefully flung her, sending her flying far away.
She wasn't worried about Lina's injuries. The experts of the Power Gu Division didn't have as abnormal a defense as the Warrior, but they had extremely strong recovery abilities. Normally, as long as they didn't die, their injuries could be healed, and the recovery time depended on the severity of the injury.
Lina had been severely injured by an otherworldly item in the underground palace, and her injuries were fatal. After a night's sleep, she was as good as new.
The Heaven & Earth Society only had three people left.
Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen were indeed the mainstays of the Heaven & Earth Society. One of them used Renzong's mental arts to control hundreds of flying swords, while the other used Soul Summoning Banner, Soul Absorbing Bell, and other artifacts, trapping Duke Huai in the formation.
With Hengy Yuan as the main force, the two sides fought fiercely.
In the fierce battle, hundreds of flying swords were used up, either shattered into pieces of iron or melted into molten iron. The artifacts that Li Miaozhen brought from the sect were also finally completely used up.
Duke Huai's aura had clearly decreased, but to a Warrior of this realm, it was insignificant that he could recover after just a few minutes of breathing.
This won't do, this won't do … Chu Yuanzhen muttered in his heart.
The task of the four of them was to delay Duke Huai for a quarter of an hour and wear down his combat power. With the Arhat Sarira, it was not difficult to delay for a quarter of an hour, but to seriously injure Duke Huai, it was difficult, as difficult as ascending to heaven.
If Duke Huai was allowed to support Jeanne in his peak state, the two of them would work together, and Xu Qi 'an would definitely lose.
The fusion of a peak third grade and a second grade master would cause a qualitative change.
Duke Huai stared coldly at the green-robed swordsman and snorted:
"Chu Yuanzhen, why are you practicing swordsmanship instead of being the top scholar? After so many years of practice, you have learned a bunch of needles that don't hurt or itch. I have gone through two dynasties and looked down on the court for nearly sixty years. I have seen too many people like you who think of themselves as scholars.
"The scholar's spirit is the most useless thing. Resigning from an official position to practice swordsmanship looks cool, but it is actually stupid. What have you learned all these years? You are dissatisfied with my cultivation, but what can you do? Can the three-foot sword in your hand hurt me at all? "
This person was talented in the past, he was the top scholar, and he was proud of his success. Unfortunately, because of a small matter, he held a grudge against him, the king of a country, so he resigned from his official position to practice swordsmanship.
Now he has disappeared into the crowd.
It was extremely ridiculous.
As Duke Huai spoke, he stared at him with a cold gaze. His gaze was faint, as if he was about to devour someone.
What did it feel like to be locked on by a third grade master one-on-one?
Chu Yuanzhen experienced it.
He stood there in a daze, as if he was carrying two mountains on his shoulders. His hair stood up, and his hands and feet trembled slightly.
Duke Huai snorted. The difference between fourth grade and third grade was like the difference between immortals and mortals. He did not put this top scholar who abandoned his studies to practice swordsmanship in his eyes at all.
"Amitabha!"
Master Hengy Yuan stepped forward, and the Buddhist Lion roared: "Kill the thief!"
Kill the thief!
The Arhat that was integrated into his body emerged, and in the air, it became the Vajra Dharma Idol, and the bright light constructed a mysterious pattern on the surface of the Dharma Idol.
The strong and fierce aura filled the world.
The Dharma Idol's eyes suddenly shot out golden light, and covered Duke Huai within.
Duke Huai, who had clearly sensed the danger, was unable to avoid it. It was as if he had been hit by a spell. In the next moment, his eyeballs shot out, and two bloody black holes appeared on his face.
His nostrils, mouth, and ears all bled at the same time.
Blood flowed from all his orifices.
Duke Huai felt as if he had been hit in the forehead with a stick. His entire body jerked backwards, and he staggered backwards.
After this attack, the Sarira fell back into his body, and Hengy Yuan's essence, energy, and spirit rapidly declined. It was obvious that he had used up all his energy, and he no longer had the strength to fight.
Duke Huai let out an unbearable roar of pain. This attack caused him great damage. He covered his face, and his spine was bent.
Li Miaozhen lowered her flying sword, and swooped towards Hengy Yuan, trying to take him away.
But after losing the restraint of the Arhat Sarira, she finally realized how terrifying a Third Grade Warrior was. She couldn't move.
Duke Huai's five fingers grasped at thin air, and Li Miaozhen couldn't move at all. It seemed that if his five fingers had tightened, this Tenzō Shōnin would have been smashed into pieces.
Chu Yuanzhen's eyes widened as he watched this scene. The Green Edge Sword on his back, which had never been unsheathed since he traveled the martial world, suddenly trembled.
Duke Huai was just about to "kill" Li Miaozhen, but he seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly turned his head, and looked behind him.
The Green Edge Sword was trembling violently.
"Oh? You, Chu Yuanzhen, still want to use your sword? "
Duke Huai sneered, and asked, "Ant, do you dare to use your sword against us?"
What was the difference between a Fourth Grade and an ant?
Chu Yuanzhen's hands and feet were still trembling, and his eyes were unfocused. The past was like smoke, and today, it all came rushing back to his mind.
Chu Yuanzhen was an orphan since he was young, and was adopted by a childless couple. After the couple died of illness, he studied under a great scholar.
His ideals and knowledge all came from the great scholar who died after hitting his head against the pillar in the throne room. His teacher's knowledge was top-notch, but unfortunately, he didn't know how to be an official. His stubborn temper made it difficult for him to move in the imperial court.
Usually, when he taught Chu Yuanzhen, the most he said was "Don't learn from me."
In the 27th year of Yuanjing, in the imperial examinations, Chu Yuanzhen became the top scholar. His teacher cried tears of joy, and patted his shoulder. The first thing he said was "Don't learn from me."
The previous top scholars were all people with limitless futures. As long as he was a little more slick, and remembered to follow the light, would he still have to worry about not being able to fulfill his ambitions in the future?
With his teacher's example, Chu Yuanzhen was not pedantic, and his heart was burning with passion.
In the same year, there was a great drought in Yongzhou, and the people had no harvest. The imperial court's disaster relief was not successful, and starving people were everywhere.
It was at this time that the Yuanjing Emperor opened the furnace to concoct pills, one big pill per season, which cost more than 100,000 taels of silver.
The scholar who was ridiculed by his colleagues for being stubborn reprimanded the Yuanjing Emperor in the throne room. Every word was like a knife, and then he hit his head against the pillar, dying.
The emperor said, "My beloved minister died for righteousness, it's good."
No one dared to save him.
Before he died, his teacher held onto Chu Yuanzhen's hand tightly, and his last words were still the same, "Don't learn from me …"
But Chu Yuanzhen still left, left the imperial court, and from then on, roamed the martial world with a sword.
Because it was hard to calm down.
In the end, it was hard to calm down!
Chu Yuanzhen shouted, "Unsheath!"
With a clang, the three-foot sword behind him rose into the sky.
This sword was finally unsheathed.
Today, I will show it to the emperor, who has any injustice?
Boom!
The ground swelled up, and dirt, sand, and crushed stones all rose into the sky, following the Green Edge Sword into the sky.
In just an instant, an earth dragon that was three hundred meters long appeared behind Chu Yuanzhen, and soared into the sky. The dragon head was the Green Edge Sword.
The moment he raised his sword, he was already so bold.
"Go!"
Chu Yuanzhen used his fingers like a sword, and stabbed towards Duke Huai.
That earth dragon that rose into the sky with great momentum suddenly lowered its head, and returned to its master's side. It circled around three times, and then, following Chu Yuanzhen's sword finger, it whistled out.
Duke Huai had already realized the power of this sword, and when Chu Yuanzhen pointed out his sword finger, he quickly retreated, his figure flickering to the left and right, as fast as a ghost.
At this time, this unusual swordsman, who used Warrior as his foundation and walked the path of Renzong, and his self-created mind nurturing secret, displayed an extremely unreasonable side.
The Green Edge Sword left the "dragon's body", flashed, and appeared again. In the distance, Duke Huai, who was trying his best to dodge, stopped, and stared blankly at the big hole in his chest.
A sword pierced through the heart.
Ten years of scholarly spirit, today it was all gone.
King of Zhenbei screamed, his face twisted, as if he was suffering from extreme, terrifying pain.
It was hard to imagine that a Third Grade Warrior could scream out because of pain.
The big hole in his chest did not heal for a long time.
Duke Huai's aura finally fell from the peak of Third Grade.
He returned to the martial world full of confidence, and tried to kill everyone, and kill his enemies with his own hands. Unexpectedly, he was beaten by a few Fourth Grade ants, and his strength fell.
As for those ants …
King of Zhenbei endured the pain, and turned his head to look at the few black figures in the sky.
The ants ran away excitedly.
Although these injuries could recover in an hour at most, he could not wait that long.
He had to rush to support "himself".
… …
Stargazing Tower.
The Supervisor laughed, "Why don't we make a bet, how long will it take for Xu Qi'an to kill Joan of Arc."
Salen Agu's face was gloomy, "Are you really that confident in him?"
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