All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 535

in the palace.

Dozens of phantom masters formed by condensed luck rushed towards Murong Tonghuang one after another.

The energy of Yulian City was completely released, majestic and majestic, even the Imperial Forest Army who was hundreds of feet away and many masters who sneaked into the palace to watch, felt that the air seemed to be frozen and squeezed continuously, even the slightest movement of the body , requires a great deal of effort.

Today they have seen too many incredible things.

I also met peerless masters that I didn't even dare to think about before.

But as Murong Tong's imperial energy exploded, he still felt panicked.

At the same time, there was a feeling of despair in my heart.

In the arena, the third grade has already been called a master, worshiped by others or formed a gang.

The second rank is a small master, no matter in the army or in the Jianghu, he is a master of the hundred.

As for the first grade, that is even rarer.

The legendary land gods, for most people, only exist in legends.

But in today's battles, it can be said that there are as many first-rank masters as dogs, and land gods are everywhere.

King Kong and Zhixuan are already insignificant and insignificant roles, and the peak of the astronomical phenomenon may be defeated and perish at any time. Even the land gods invited by Qin Tianjian were suppressed and beheaded.

Heaven and earth are so far away?

Many masters looked at the black figure, their eyes flickered, with strong horror and longing.

One person alone fights against one city.

This is Murong Invincible.

But Murong Tonghuang naturally didn't bother to pay attention to these people.

He is confronting those dozens of phantom masters of luck.

Although these phantoms do not have the peak level of top masters, they are all difficult figures.

At this moment, under the control of the elderly eunuch, unlike the Huishan Daxuehui, who are fighting alone, they cannot break through all of them for a while.

Suddenly, Yu Liancheng's expression froze slightly, showing regret, and he sighed for some reason,
As soon as his palm posture changes, one palm will transform into the air, transforming into ten, ten into hundreds, hundreds into thousands... Using the "thousand-hand Tathagata palm" passed down from Shaolin, he can strike shadows in the void from a distance, easily defeating them.

At the moment when the palm was about to be exhausted, there was another scream, the sound wave was like thunder, and it exploded, tearing the floor and the phantoms of luck in front of it.

For some reason, everyone felt that Murong Tonghuang's two attacks to defeat the virtual image were much easier than before.

boom! !

Yu Liancheng stomped on the ground with his toes, and he shot up through the air, as if he was about to go straight into the sky.

The next moment, he turned upside down, opened his palms, and leaned far down.

In the ethereal Sanskrit sound, this palm seemed to grow infinitely larger, filling the heaven and earth, and even sealed off all space, covering the sky and the sun, and pressed it downward.

Boom! !
The whole palace shook violently.

Amidst the loud noise, huge and clear palm prints were printed on the ground, and long cracks opened, spreading to the distant palace wall, and quickly collapsed and collapsed.

With just one blow, thirty or forty phantoms of luck were photographed into a puddle of air current, which collapsed and disappeared.

Yu Liancheng slowly withdrew his palm, and blew lightly, like a swift and fierce hurricane sweeping across the ground, completely blowing away the few remaining almost transparent phantoms of luck.

Suddenly, Murong Tonghuang turned around, stuck out his claws, and blocked the punch that was going to hit him on the back.

"Is the last virtual image really me?"

Yu Liancheng looked at the beautiful face in front of him, scrutinized it carefully, and shook his head: "Fake ones are always fake. In terms of appearance, they are still a bit worse than the real one. Piracy is not advisable."

As the berserk energy spewed out, the last virtual image of luck finally collapsed and disappeared.

Emperor Murong Tong walked slowly and came to the elderly eunuch.

He lowered his head to look at the eunuch who had passed the longevity test in the world, and saw the latter sitting cross-legged, hunched over, eyes closed, with a relieved smile on his face, giving people the feeling of an eminent Buddhist monk sitting down.

Yu Liancheng sighed again.

A gust of wind blows.

The aged eunuch turned into a cloud of powder and disappeared without a trace.

Those who live forever do not live forever.

In fact, before a dozen or so breaths, the elderly eunuch exhaled his last breath.

It is also because of this that Yu Liancheng can easily solve the phantom of luck.

In order to live forever, the unknown eunuch absorbed 200 years of Zhao family's luck.

But in the end, he gave up his longevity and put his own life in for the Zhao family. Is it worth it or not?
Perhaps, only he himself knows.

Yu Liancheng raised his eyes and looked at a certain palace in the distance. He seemed to have heard something very interesting, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "100 million stone water transportation is really scary. It seems that you don't understand it yet." In the current situation, do you really think that I dare not kill people?"

He threw the willow-leaf broken sword into the air.

"Emperor Murong Tong returned the sword to the emperor of the Zhao family."

……

Emperor Zhao's family saw Feijian.

This flying sword was cast by Dongyue Jianchi, the emperor of the Zhao family, and he knew a lot about this sword.

Originally, the sword was about ten feet long, and the willow leaves were long and thin.

It can kill people, but it can also kill luck.

Now it is broken, and the tip of the sword is not visible, but it is not shorter than ordinary swords, and it still exudes a shocking edge.

Although this sword has not looked at the tip, but the emperor of the Zhao family understands a truth, one can stab someone to death without the tip.

After all, the young emperor was still afraid of death, so he couldn't help but feel fear.

This emotion had been pent up in his chest ever since he learned that Murong Tonghuang had entered the city, and now it finally erupted like a volcano. He was terrified and pale.All kinds of things in the past are like watching flowers on horseback.

And the reason why the young emperor can have so many thoughts is not only because he has many and complicated thoughts.Also because this sword is not fast, it even gives people a leisurely feeling.

But the young emperor was locked by the air mechanism on the sword, unable to move.

It seems that the sword is the emperor and the ruler.

Not only controlled the life of the young emperor, but also dominated everything about him.

It seemed that every breath and every blink of the young emperor was a gift from that sword.

This made the young emperor feel even more humiliated.

The sword is getting closer.

Fortunately, there is no need for a scholar like Chen Wang to swing the sword.

There are already three figures, silently and side by side in front of the young emperor.

These three people are all old, middle-aged and young, and they can be regarded as the last bit of the Liyang Zhao family's heritage.

Among the three, the old Pojiao, like Master Liu Hao, is the gatekeeper of Tai'an City and one of the leaders of Zhao Gou who is hiding in the dark.

The guy who looked at his young age was also one of the leaders of Zhao Gou, and he was also a Qi refiner of Qin Tianjian.

Finally, there is a "young man" with a dagger hanging horizontally. This person is similar to Zhao Xuansu, the land fairy Zhao Xuansu of Longhu Mountain who was bombed and killed by Emperor Murong Tong.

These three are all first-rank masters, especially the "young man" who hangs a dagger horizontally, and they are only one opportunity away from entering the sky.

But the three of them looked at the slow broken sword, and they couldn't help showing solemn expressions.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all let out a sharp shout, and attacked the flying sword coming from afar.

The seemingly weak Pojiao old man was the most domineering. He stood up from the ground, raised his fist, and his energy soared, setting off a hurricane in the palace, and then punched heavily on the sword.

Unfortunately, it's useless,
The Qi Refiner raised his fingers, and a flying sword protruded from his cuff, and the tip of the sword touched the broken sword.

However, as the short sword continued to advance, the flying sword was bent, deformed, and finally smashed into pieces.

Still useless.

The last one is the "boy" with a dagger on his waist. He has the highest level, but his shots are the most unpretentious. He looks no different from ordinary Jianghu swordsman.

It's just a sudden movement of the hand holding the handle, swinging the knife, slashing,
when!
In an instant, swords clashed.

However, the dagger boy had the highest cultivation, but he suffered the heaviest backlash.

A gust of sword energy gushed out from the broken sword, and the "boy" flew upside down, smashing down a palace wall, his whole body was bloody and bloody, as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives in an instant, the situation was horrific.

"Your Majesty, we can't stop this sword strike. Please leave first, Your Majesty." The old man at Pojiao walked in front of the young emperor.

The corner of the young emperor's mouth was bitter, he really wanted to say, "This is the imperial palace, I am the emperor, why do I need to retreat?" 'But seeing the broken sword getting closer and closer, the fear grew stronger, how could he open his mouth.

What's more, he is now captured by the sword energy, and it is difficult to move his lips.

Just when the old man at Pojiao and the middle-aged Qi refiner were about to take the young emperor away, suddenly the sword light flashed in front of them, which was a warning sign.

However, the broken sword suddenly accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, it had already penetrated into the young emperor's chest, and even flew it backwards several feet away, hitting the wall heavily.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

The old man at Pojiao and the middle-aged Qi refiner were shocked.

Chen Wang also hurriedly stopped the eunuchs and eunuchs who were coming, with a panicked look, and told them to go to the imperial doctor quickly.

"So... this is the feeling of being stabbed by a sword..."

The young emperor half leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, his dragon robe was completely wet with blood, feeling the cold stabbing pain in his chest, he suddenly understood the feeling of Xu Weixiong being hit by the sword.

It was really uncomfortable.

The middle-aged qi practitioner knew a little bit about medical skills, so he didn't dare to take off the sword on the young emperor's chest easily, but just sealed the acupuncture points around the wound, felt his pulse again, stretched his brows a little, and exhaled a long breath: Well, that sword didn't hurt the heart and lungs."

Back then, the young emperor mainly wanted to cut off Beiliang's luck and seriously injure Xu Weixiong instead of killing the latter.Because of Xie Guanying's actions, the tense became more and more out of control.

Therefore, Murong Tonghuang's sword also seriously injured the young emperor.

He is just a martial artist, but he has no guts to commit regicide.

It was someone else who wanted to take the life of the young emperor, and he would never let go of this great opportunity.

"That's good, it's good." The old man at Pojiao found that his back was wet with cold sweat unconsciously.

The atmosphere in the hall became a little more relaxed.

And in the palace, there was no longer the sound of fierce fighting forward.

Apparently, after Murong Tonghuang collected the debt he owed, he left.

As soon as the imperial doctor arrives, His Majesty will be safe.

"Leader Murong still doesn't want to do things too badly, anyway, let Cao Changqing end this game." A clear voice sounded, and Tsing Yi floated.

"Cao Changqing, it's you!? Escort! Escort!!" The old man's eyes widened in panic.

The sound of armored weapons clashing continuously, and the sound of dull footsteps came, and teams of elite Imperial Forest Army finally rushed over.

"Cao Changqing, how dare you!!" The old man at Pojiao looked at Cao Changqing who was walking into the hall step by step, and shouted: "Now that the overall situation of Guangling Dao has been settled, if you insist on going your own way, you will not only be dragged down, but also the entire west." Chu."

"During the Spring and Autumn Period, the wind and rain are turbulent, and some people borrow umbrellas to cover them. Only I, Da Chu, will never shelter from the rain. I would rather die singing in the rain than live under someone else's fence."

Cao Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, and in his fingers at the scene, there was more than one chess piece, a sunspot that was infused with the luck of Western Chu and the Qi of Confucianism.

"kill!"

"Escort, escort!"

Under the leadership of a general, the Yulin Army launched an offensive against Cao Changqing.

Cao Changqing just waved his sleeves, and the Imperial Forest Army flew out backwards, spitting blood as if they had been hit by shells.

The middle-aged qi refiner and the old man at Pojiao attacked at the same time, but how could they be the opponents who had been promoted to the Confucian saint Cao Guanzi, they pushed forward with their palms, and the two of them immediately slammed forward.

"You live and die in such a big Chu, and I am also there, always."

Cao Changqing picked up the piece, raised his arm high, and then dropped a piece under the chessboard in the void.

"Cao Changqing won't be able to get out of the palace for the rest of his life, so he won't leave. Today, let me, Officer Cao, marry another son for you, and another son for Xichu."

The clouds rolled and fell together.

The Central Plains is high in the sky, hanging down hundreds of feet.

Boom! !
A qi machine descended from the sky and shot down in the palace.

……

This day in the deep winter of the first year of Xiangfu is destined to be recorded in the book, and countless myths and legends will evolve.

A man broke into Tai'an City with a sword and defeated tens of thousands of elite soldiers and martial arts masters defending the capital.

Another immortal from Qin Tianjian came to stop this person, and the immortal's voice lingered, and the Changhong hung in the air several times, but was suppressed by force, and the immortal disappeared from sight.

Then the Qin Tianjian was destroyed, and the eight hundred qi refiners suffered heavy casualties.

Another Moyun Heavenly Saber descended from the sky, cutting a knife mark hundreds of feet long in the south of the city, which was magnificent and frightening.

After that.

One person and one sword entered the palace, and met another land fairy-like figure.

These two ten thousand enemies entered the sea as quickly as a dragon, during the fight, they plowed half of the entire imperial palace, leaving everything in pieces, and everything they passed was like a broken bamboo.The soldiers in charge of guarding the imperial forest suffered heavy casualties. They obviously didn't take part in the battle, but the distance was too close, which affected Chi Yu.

It is said that the immortal who guarded the palace later used a special immortal technique and invited countless masters to help.

But the result in exchange can be heard in the whole capital: "Murong Tonghuang returns the sword to the emperor of the Zhao family."

Afterwards, the young emperor was severely injured and was bedridden.

There were also gossip among the people that the emperor of the Zhao family was killed by Emperor Murong Tong during the "return of the sword" that day, and had already passed away.

Others said that the emperor of the Zhao family was only injured at the time, but Cao Guanzi in Tsing Yi entered the palace five times and killed the young emperor.

Regardless of whether the young emperor is dead or alive, the Central Plains will be in turmoil again.

And once the spring turns, Beimang will go south to invade Beiliang.

Chaos is coming.

Who else decides peace?
(End of this chapter)