Chapter 900

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'll have to play this game of chess properly. 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.

"What a coincidence, 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. However, 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. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He was not in a hurry to make another move. He smiled and said,

"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 piece called "Confucian Saint" fell, a stream of 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. When 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 did not change. Instead, he poured out the wine in his glass to disperse the dark clouds above his head.

In the territory of Daibun, as long as Daibun did not perish, he was invincible under the supreme level.

The supervisor squinted his eyes and said, "When Wu Zong rose up that year, it was the general trend. Five hundred years ago, that faction favored treacherous officials and was greedy for pleasure, causing corrupt officials to run amok and the people to have no way to live. The Supervisor thought that if Daibun was given time, he would be able to get rid of the disease and rule.

"But I felt that without destruction, there can be no construction. The Great Consort needed to experience a rebirth from the ashes, and I won. These five hundred years of peace and prosperity are the best way to repay him for his teachings. "

Tharlen Agu slowly walked to the side of the Eight Trigrams Platform and looked down at the capital. He said, "The Great Consecrator of today is very similar to how it was 500 years ago."

The supervisor said, "Without destruction there can be no construction."

After five hundred years, I'm still the same supervisor. I haven't changed at all.

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"Tharlen Agu?"

Xu Qi 'an suddenly came to his senses and uttered the name of the Witchcraft Cult's Grand Wizard.

Only a Rank-1 could deal with a Rank-1.

The Witchcraft Cult was plotting against the Daibun Dragon Vein. They wanted to incorporate the Central Plains into their territory and turn Daibun into a vassal state of the Witchcraft Cult.

Then, how could Salen Agu be absent from today's "grand event"?

No wonder Empress Zhen De was so fearless.

"He's not stupid after all!"

Queen Jeanne Deux grinned, her expression was one of pride and arrogance.

He seems to be having a hard time controlling his emotions. No, it's not that it's hard to control her, it's just that he has never thought of controlling her. A Taoist master who has joined the Devil would definitely have a flamboyant personality. It would be strange for her to be calm and reserved … Xu Qi'an's mind raced. Perhaps he could make use of the fact that Empress Zhen De has joined the Devil?

"Heh, that day when I killed the King of Zhenbei, it was really refreshing. 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 Qi'an tried to make himself look as arrogant as possible.

Sure enough, Queen Jeanne Deux'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 …" The little soul inside Queen Jeanne Deux's body was roaring.

"It doesn't seem to work …" Xu Qi'an was a little disappointed. If Queen Jeanne Deux's anger had lasted for one more second, he would have pointed his middle finger at her and shouted at her.

"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 Jeanne Deux 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."

Jeanne Virtue Empress did not reply. It was not known if she disdained to reply, or if she acquiesced.

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 Jeanne Deux's face widened, and 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 the power of Daibun, 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.

Queen Jeanne Deux let out a sly smile 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 stepping on a blooming Black Lotus, and his body was covered with black pus. His eyes were filled with malice.

With the Black Lotus as the center, the plants within 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 shouted angrily, "Get lost!"

The blinding Sword Qi was even 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 slashes can you block?"

Luo Yuheng sneered and flew into the sky with the sword in her arms. As she spun, sharp Sword Qi shot out.

The Sword Will filled the sky.

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 enveloped Luo Yuheng, as if it was going to corrupt her with it.

"My dear niece, I have been craving your body for a long time, ahahahaha …"

The Black Lotus Taoist leader laughed maniacally, and it was evil and crazy.

Swoosh!

The rusty iron sword cut through the murky river, and with a flash of light, it pierced through the Black Lotus Taoist leader's heart.

Luo Yuheng's figure 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 corruption. Even a little bit of it would trigger the Karmic Fire in her body.

But this sword could. This iron sword was the Dharma treasure of the Renzong Sect passed down through generations of Ancestral Masters, 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! It hurts!"

The Black Lotus Taoist leader clutched his chest and screamed in pain.

He was infuriated and suddenly felt that his beautiful and moving martial niece was not cute. Full of malice, he screamed,

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? It's 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. It was made up of a black liquid that was as thick as syrup.

The human face opened its mouth and pounced toward Luo Yuheng, trying to swallow her whole.

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, sliced a mountain in half, and flew away, 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 reformed, and his aura dimmed a little.

'I'll just kill this annoying niece of mine.'

"Jinlian asked me for help to 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 really 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 change in expression.

She stared at Xu Qi 'an with some vigilance and confusion, and snorted.

"Your brain seems to be just for show, but so what if you know? Is there anyone in Great Consort who can stop a martial artist with an immortal body?"

Xu Qi 'an turned a deaf ear to him, and his eyes fell on the corpse of Yuan Jing Di in the distance. For a person who mastered the Yi Qi Turning Three Pure Ones secret technique, as long as one of his avatars was not dead, he could cultivate two new avatars given enough time.

Of course, a severed body could not be resurrected. Yuan Jing Di's body was already dead. But Duke Huai was different. Duke Huai was a third grade Warrior.

After entering the third grade, Xu Qi 'an was very clear that as long as he infused enough blood energy, he would be able to kill Duke Huai.

"I can't find a third grade Warrior, but who said that the one who can stop a third grade must be a third grade?" Xu Qi 'an asked with a smile.

Empress Zhen De's face darkened.

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: "You're courting death!"

The war broke out in an instant.

…

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 from Chuzhou to the capital, because of the Yuanjing Emperor's attitude towards Duke Huai's massacre, all the civil and military officials were angered, and they rebelled.

The officials led the 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, fighting with a corpse was meaningless, 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.

Unbeknownst to them, this was done intentionally by Empress Zhen De.

Duke Huai's corpse was hidden in the Imperial Mausoleum, and he had only recently resurrected.

Xiu!

The flying sword broke through the air, and went straight for the head of 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, where two flying swords were suspended, 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: "Just you few chickens and dogs, and you dare to block my way?"

He had thought that Xu Qi 'an had some kind of trump card.

Just this?

Chu Yuanzhen, Li Miaozhen, and Lina turned their heads, and looked at the bitter Master Hengy Yuan.

"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, but I didn't have the chance to teach you a lesson …"

Chu Yuanzhen interrupted with a smile: "Master, don't waste time, just do it. Our mission isn't just to delay him for a quarter of an hour, but also to wear him down as much as possible. "

Hengy Yuan thought for a while and said: "You are right!"

There was no need to waste time talking to someone who had committed the most heinous crimes. The only 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 from his pocket and ignited it.

The core ability of the sacrificial offering — 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.

But 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.

Seeing this, Duke Huai raised his eyebrows: "I don't need fifteen minutes to take care of you."

Although he looked disdainful, he was on his guard.

Master Hengy Yuan put his palms together, lowered his head, and chanted a scripture. One after another, golden Buddhist characters floated out of his mouth, and converged into a golden "river", rushing 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 desire to commit suicide, and he could no longer stay in the air, and fell down quickly.

Level Seven Mages were the best at expiation!

If it was a dead soul, it would be liberated in expiation, and return to heaven and earth.

If it was a living person, it would have a strong desire to commit suicide, and want to become 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, the Southern Border's Little Black Skin was always the first to rush 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 around to the back of the King of Zhenbei.

At this time, Duke Huai was still suffering from a splitting headache, and the world was dark. Lina hooked her legs around the waist of the Level Three Warrior, and hugged both of his arms. With a shout, she pulled his arms back.

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 at 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.

Everyone from the Heaven & Earth Society tacitly attacked, and with a wave of control, they restrained the peak of the Level Three Warrior for more than five seconds.

As the main force, Hengy Yuan naturally wouldn't let go of this 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 physique of the Level Three Warrior, and a wave of energy that could easily kill a Warrior below the Iron Bone Realm, and Lina, who was clamping down on Duke Huai's arm, kept 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 broken kite. 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 mission of the Heaven & Earth Society wasn't to kill Duke Huai. This wasn't realistic.

First of all, Hengy Yuan invited the heroic soul of the Arhat back then, so it 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 Warrior.

Secondly, this heroic soul could only last for fifteen minutes. 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 one of them made a mistake, the whole team would 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 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 swung it forcefully, sending her flying far away.

She wasn't worried about Lina's injuries. The experts of the Strength Insect Division didn't have the abnormal defense of 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.

Tian Di Hui had lost one of its four members, leaving only three.

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 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 had caused him great damage. He covered his face, and his spine was bent.

Li Miaozhen lowered her flying sword, and dove 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 Tipped Sword on his back, which had never been unsheathed since he had 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 Tipped 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 this emperor?"

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 on 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."

All the previous top scholars were 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?

Having learned from his teacher's mistakes, Chu Yuanzhen himself was no longer pedantic. 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, and a big pill every 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 on the pillar, dying.

The emperor said, "My beloved minister died for justice, it's good."

No one dared to save him.

Before he died, his teacher grabbed Chu Yuanzhen's hand tightly, and his last words were still the same, "Don't learn from me …"

But Chu Yuanzhen still left, and left the imperial court. From then on, he roamed Jianghu with a sword.

Because it was hard to calm down.

In the end, it was hard to calm down!

Chu Yuanzhen shouted, "Unsheathe!"

With a "clang", the three-foot-long sword behind him shot up to the sky.

This sword was finally unsheathed.

Today, I will show it to the emperor, who has any injustice?

Boom!

The ground bulged, and dirt, sand, and crushed stones all shot up to the sky, following the Green Edge Sword into the sky.

In just an instant, a three-hundred-meter-long earth dragon appeared behind Chu Yuanzhen, and shot up to the sky. The dragon head was the Green Edge Sword.

Just by raising the sword, it was already so bold.

"Go!"

Chu Yuanzhen used his fingers like a sword, and stabbed towards Duke Huai.

That earth dragon, which was powerful and soaring, 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.

The North Vanquishing King screamed in agony. His face was 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 to look at the sky, at the few figures that were only black dots.

The ants ran away excitedly.

Although these injuries could be healed in an hour at most, he couldn't wait that long.

He had to rush to support "himself".

…

Stargazing Tower.

The Supervisor laughed, "Let's 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?"