Master Fan?
The State Preceptor stood in the palace. His face changed when he heard Jun Changxiao's words.
Although the secrets of heaven couldn't be revealed, some people with special abilities could rely on various methods to predict the future and even turn misfortune into fortune.
The State Preceptor didn't have such an ability at the moment, but he had immersed himself in the art of deduction for hundreds of years. He could predict the future and deduce simple fortune and misfortune.
During this period, he had been working hard on research. Although he couldn't determine what the omen was, he roughly understood that it was related to Master Fan and a person.
Today, Jun Changxiao's brain shook Wei Wei City and asked the emperor for Master Fan. Wasn't it in line with all the deductions? Wasn't it that person?!
The State Preceptor had deduced that Zhenwei Empire would have many disasters, but they were eventually saved by the emperor.
But this time, the crisis was unprecedentedly strong!
No matter how he divined, the answer was a dead end!
The crisis was coming! The disaster was coming!
"Your Majesty!" The State Preceptor hurriedly shouted, "This person is the omen that will bring disaster to my Zhenwei Empire!"
"Oh?"
Zhenwei Emperor's eyes gradually turned cold, and he said coldly, "Then you are my enemy."
Jun Changxiao could see that this guy wanted to fight, so he pointed to the distance.
"Go outside."
"Whoosh — — —"
The space shook and disappeared into thin air.
The system was speechless, "Is this the host's home ground or someone else's? He's worried about affecting the innocent, so he took the initiative to change the location! "
"Whoosh!"
Zhenwei Emperor also disappeared into thin air.
"Wu Sheng!"
He Wudi frowned.
Moreover, from the way he traveled through space, he was probably not an ordinary person. He said solemnly, "I'm afraid this is a strong enemy of the host."
Ye Xingchen didn't say anything and hurriedly flew out of the city.
No wonder he didn't like Zhenwei Emperor but didn't personally teach him a lesson. It turned out that …
Even if he saw through it, he didn't say it out loud. Everyone was still friends!
The State Preceptor hurriedly left.
He didn't know whether the emperor could solve this crisis or not.
However, for safety reasons, he must bring Master Fan here as soon as possible. Perhaps he could find a chance to survive!
… …
A thousand miles away from Zhenwei City, on a mountain.
Jun Changxiao stood proudly, the Jade Dragon Asks the Heavens Sword in his hand flickering with a sharp light.
Emperor Zhenwei raised his right hand, and the void gradually twisted as a thick and heavy sword appeared. From the hilt to the body of the sword, the entire sword was made of gold, and there was a lifelike dragon engraved on it.
Dragon Power Sword.
After Emperor Zhenwei ascended the throne, he used all kinds of ores to forge weapons.
This sword followed him on the battlefield and made contributions. It could be said to be a testimony to the prosperity of the Zhenwei Empire and a symbol of supreme power!
"Fan?"
Jun Changxiao glanced at the words engraved on the hilt of the sword and said, "This sword should have been forged by Master Fan?"
"Not bad!"
Emperor Zhenwei said proudly, "This Dragon Power Sword was forged by Master Fan with the help of dozens of master blacksmiths. It was forged with the fire of the earth's core in three years. It can be called the king of swords!"
"So awesome?"
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "If you knew my other nickname, you wouldn't have brought out Master Fan's weapon."
Emperor Zhenwei said, "What nickname?"
Jun Changxiao said with a serious expression, "I specialize in destroying the weapons forged by Master Fan. I am a handsome young man who has been loved by all for 100 years!"
You made your sword sound so awesome. As a rising star in the acting tough world, how could I face the late Sect Leader if I didn't boast about my nickname?
"So," Emperor Zhenwei said calmly, "your weapon is stronger than the master blacksmith Fan Yezi?"
Jun Changxiao said, "Master Fan's weapon can only be shattered in front of my weapon."
Gou Sheng was also very arrogant.
When two arrogant people met, there would definitely be sparks of love.
Emperor Zhenwei raised the Dragon Power Sword and said with a cold gaze, "I would like to see how strong you are today."
Whoosh whoosh!
The sword aura appeared and shook the space.
"This person …" He Wudi, who had rushed over, saw this and said in shock, "is a Sword Saint!"
Jun Changxiao was very surprised and said, "You are the Sword Saint and Martial Saint?"
"Jun Patriarch."
Emperor Zhenwei sneered and said, "In this world, you are not the only one who cultivates both sword and martial arts."
Jun Changxiao, who didn't take it seriously at first, had a serious expression on his face. After all, it was the first time he had encountered a powerful opponent who also cultivated both sword and martial arts.
Wasn't this level the final boss to appear?!
Since he encountered one so quickly, did it mean that he was about to pass the checkpoint of the Eastern Sea Fishery State?
Thinking back on the journey here, he didn't even fight a small boss and directly fought a big boss. The pace was a bit fast.
"Jun Changxiao!"
Emperor Zhenwei held the giant sword with one hand and poured a vast amount of spiritual energy into it. He smiled coldly and said, "You have such a cultivation at such a young age. You can be considered a first-rate genius on the continent. Why don't you help me build my career?"
Jun Changxiao said with a smile, "You are the second person to recruit me."
The first person was still on his way here on horseback and was still a bit far from Zhenwei City.
"And the result?"
"He was tortured by me and became autistic."
If Yuan Gongzi was present, he would definitely cry out, "I didn't become autistic. I pulled myself together again!"
Emperor Zhenwei shook his head and said, "If a talented person can't be used by me, the result can only be …"
Whoosh!
The Dragon Power Sword suddenly appeared in front of Jun Changxiao, carrying a vast amount of spiritual energy, directly tore through space and slashed down. He said coldly, "Die!"
The word "die" completely merged with the power of the sword. The aura of a king reached its peak, causing the soldiers and civilians in the city to kowtow and cheer!
"Ding — — —"
The crisp sound of weapons colliding was accompanied by sparks in the air!
"Boom!"
Jun Changxiao fell from the sky like a cannonball. His feet landed firmly on the ground, and an area of several hundred meters with him as the center instantly caved in.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! "
Emperor Zhenwei in the sky swung his sword. The golden sword energy tore through space and pressed down, interweaving into an inescapable net.
The power of the sword was extremely vast!
"..."
He Wudi and Ye Xingchen, who were watching the battle from afar, frowned and said, "This guy who calls himself an emperor is really not easy to deal with!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Jun Changxiao, who was standing below, executed the Ling Jian Divine Art's One Word Speed Technique. Countless sword energy rained down on the sky like a rain of swords.
"Boom boom boom!"
The two extremely powerful sword energies collided violently in the air!
The sword might that spread out ruthlessly tore through space. In a short period of time, space was torn into strips like a piece of cloth!
"Emperor Dragon Sword Art!"
Emperor Zhenwei roared angrily. The Dragon Power Sword shone with a golden light, and the dragon engraved on it seemed to come alive. Then, with a burst of energy, it roared fiercely.
"Peng!"
Jun Changxiao stomped on the ground and raised his sword with both hands. His entire body was enveloped in sword light, and with a whoosh, he charged forward!
The battle between the two Sword Saints was a fierce competition in the way of the sword. The funds used for special effects were burning crazily every second!
"Boom!"
High in the sky, Jun Changxiao, who was one with the sword, directly rushed through the mouth of the golden dragon sword energy. A powerful explosion suddenly occurred, and waves of sword energy rippled wildly.
"This is too shocking!"
Li Qingyang and Xiao Ziji were dumbfounded.
Although Ye Xingchen and He Wudi could still remain calm, from a professional point of view, the scene brought by the short battle between the two Sword Saints and Martial Saints was not inferior to the confrontation between the top level Martial Saints!
The soldiers and citizens of Zhenwei City were stunned.
Emperor Zhenwei was the strongest god in their hearts.
Now, a martial artist from the mainland could actually be on par with him. This was really unimaginable!
The emperor did not show his power!
That guy named Jun Changxiao would definitely be defeated!
… …
"Hiss!"
A few hundred miles away, Yuan Gongzi reined in his horse and stopped. Seeing the sword momentum rippling in the distant sky, he said in surprise, "What's going on?"
"Young master!"
Elder Lin stared and said, "It's Jun Changxiao!"
Boom!
Yuan Gongzi was struck by lightning. He held his head with both hands and shouted sadly, helplessly and desperately, "Why is he always in the places I go!"
"Swish!"
At this moment, Elder Lin flew up and quickly arrived in front of him. He grabbed his collar with one hand and frantically retreated. As soon as he stepped away, the two horses behind him were directly cut into eight pieces by the remaining power of the sword!
This was still a few hundred miles away.
In the dozens of miles area where Jun Changxiao and Emperor Zhenwei fought, not only was the ground caved in, but the towering trees and boulders had also been torn apart. The scene could be described as tragic!
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