The body slowly floated up out of thin air, and Han Fengxue looked down at the earth, and an unprecedented feeling arose.

"Is this the powerful Skill Emperor?" Han Fengxue had a faint smile on her lips, and she was extremely happy. With her secret techniques and talented skills, she had already reached the two-star Skill Emperor. What is this concept? It is a concept that others dare not imagine in their dreams. The four-star Skill Emperor jumped into the two-star Skill Emperor. If you say it, you are afraid that others will laugh out loud.

After soaring freely in the air, Han Fengxue fully experienced the pleasure brought by the strength of the Skill Emperor. Although he knew that this was not the Skill Emperor in the true sense. At least his mental and soul power could not keep up, it would not have much impact on the display of his abilities.

He swung his hand into the air, waved casually, and a splash of gorgeous flames emerged. Han Fengxue quietly held the palm of her hand, and a loud bang exploded in this space, and the rain of flames dispersed in the wilderness.

"The feeling brought by strong strength is so good!" He whispered, and Han Fengxue's figure slowly landed. After a short while of his heart, Han Fengxue continued to practice again. He also had to thoroughly familiarize himself with the secret technique, and could be completed instantly like the fusion of mutant lightning. Now, every time his strength increases, the greater the chance of saving his life in the secret meetings of the four major forces, the better the opportunities in the future.

Ten days later, Xuanmeng City, the imperial capital of the Knight Empire, began to boil. The Paladin Temple, the location of the glory of the Knight Empire, will hold a competition today. This time, the gathering of the strong people will inevitably have many strong people that cannot be seen normally. This stage is also the stage where the Knight Empire competes for the greatest and most popular stage for the Knight Empire for the Knight Empire. No matter who becomes the Holy Son, he will be covered with the glory of holiness and glory, and his future will inevitably have a bright future.

Although the competition was held in the afternoon, early in the morning, the crowd began to make a fuss and came to the super holding square outside the Paladin Temple early, looking up at the magnificent and huge Paladin Temple. For them, it was also a kind of comfort to satisfy their souls. Looking at the familiar characters and stories under the huge statues, they were enjoying each other and talking about them with relish.

At this time, a young man with long silver hair walked down from the barren mountains in the suburbs of the imperial capital. Now, no one has realized how much shock this young man with extraordinary temperament will cause in this competition.

Back in the imperial capital, Han Fengxue walked straight to the Paladin Hall. After practicing for so many days, it was good to move occasionally and take off his shin while walking, so he did not use the monster to travel.

There were not many people on the extremely spacious street at this time, and the occasionally walking crowds were all concentrated in one direction, which was the location of the Paladin Temple.

Han Fengxue was walking quietly on the road, suddenly the sound of hooves was everywhere, and the entire ground trembled. Looking back, the group of people in the distance was slowly heading towards Han Fengxue. The guard of the people was the Mengling Knights that Han Fengxue had seen once.

Han Fengxue drove slightly to the side. At this moment, he was not in a hurry. The formation of the Dream Spirit Knights this time was also very large, and he was afraid that there were thousands of people, so it seemed that he was protecting some big figures.

The sword dragon troops slowly approached Han Fengxue. Among the three young men in front, the man in the right suddenly tightened his heart when he saw Han Fengxue's loose silver hair. The silver hair impressed him so deeply. He walked past Han Fengxue's side and glanced carefully. The young man's face immediately changed.

"It's you!" the young man said coldly to Han Fengxue.

Han Fengxue turned his head and looked at it. At first he didn't notice the youth, but at this time he found that it was Tuye who had met him.

His eyes looked at Taye with a faint look. Han Fengxue didn't have any feelings. If you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you, but if you want to die, I won't be polite. Now that he has a relationship with the Paladin Temple, he can already walk sideways in the Knight Empire.

The young man in the right head also looked at Han Fengxue, and was immediately stunned, saying the same words as Shi Ye.

"It's you!"

"Am I so famous?" Han Fengxue looked at the person in the middle again. She really said that it was not that enemies would not gather. She was also an acquaintance she met before the Four Empires' piano art competition, His Highness, the Second Prince of the Knight Empire.

"Do you know him?" the young man in the middle also spoke.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, he is the murderer who killed Sihan." Shi Ye said.

Hearing Shi Ye's words, the prince's face suddenly became cold, and the second prince also looked at Han Fengxue in surprise, and then showed a trace of hideous expression.

The team of people also stopped in place due to the delay of several people.

"What happened to the prince?" The voice came, and someone from behind came towards this side. His temperament was somewhat similar to Bingyuan Mountain, and he had the style of a general.

"Marson Meng is the murderer who killed Sihan here."

"Marson Meng is Meng Xixuan's father." Han Fengxue couldn't help but look at him a few more times. Her thick eyebrows and starry eyes were bright, and she occasionally flashed a light. Her figure was tall but very coordinated.

Marshal Meng was also looking at Han Fengxue, with handsome eyebrows and handsome faces, strong and straight eyes, and his pair of eyes full of vicissitudes did not seem to be something a young man under twenty years old could have. With his head full of silver hair, what kind of story does the young man in front of him have!

"Father, what's wrong?" A pure and gentle voice sounded again. Meng Xixuan's voice appeared not far away and slowly came toward this side. This was the second time Han Fengxue saw this number one beauty in the Knight Empire. She still felt a stunning feeling. This beauty, which is different from Bing Xinyun but is also pitiful, is indeed very lethal to people.

While Han Fengxue looked at Meng Xixuan, Meng Xixuan also looked at him. Isn’t her silver hair the savage she met that day? Her wild eyes and elegant temperament all shocked people’s vision. She had a strong attraction to men, and a young man with a temperament like Han Fengxue was also magnetic to girls.

Han Fengxue looked away and said to Shi Ye, "Is there anything?" He looked calm and didn't seem to care at all.

Meng Xixuan was stunned when she saw Han Fengxue being able to turn her eyes away from her so quickly. This was the first time she had encountered such a situation in so many years. Could it be that she was unattractive? Meng Xixuan couldn't help but ask herself in her heart.

When Shi Ye saw Han Fengxue's uneasy look, his heart immediately flashed with anger, but when he thought of the flashing light that day, the words he wanted to spit out of his mouth were swallowed back.

"You are so arrogant, but unfortunately, you have to stay here today." The second prince looked at Han Fengxue with an upset and said with a grim smile. He didn't dare to be too presumptuous because he was in the Chire Empire last time. Now that he has so many people here, he will definitely avenge his last time being ignored by Han Fengxue.

"You can try." A trace of disdain flashed in Han Fengxue's eyes.

"You!" The second prince stopped and then said to Marshal Meng: "Marantor, let someone take him down." Although he is a prince, he is not favored, and he cannot command these members of the Mengling Knights.

"Your Highness the Second Prince, the competition is about to begin. Let's not waste time." Meng Xixuan said to Marshal Meng.

He looked at Meng Xixuan in surprise. Marshal Meng knew that his daughter had never wanted to go there. She had always been very dissatisfied with the prize for her as the Holy Son in the Paladin Temple, but at this moment, he urged him to hurry up in order to save Han Fengxue, a stranger.

"Miss Meng, don't worry, it won't take long to deal with such a small character." The second prince looked at Meng Xixuan with ambiguous eyes and said with his eyes glowing.

Shaking his head, Han Fengxue was too lazy to get entangled here and walked straight forward.

Seeing Han Fengxue turn around and leave, the people here couldn't help but be stunned again, it was so cool.

"Wait!" the prince suddenly spoke.

"Hurry up if you have something to do." Han Fengxue turned her head and said in a somewhat impatient voice.

"Si Han is the younger brother of the imperial concubine. If you kill him, you can't help leaving." The prince said lightly to Han Fengxue, with a hint of a superior aura.

"It's so much nonsense." Han Fengxue continued to walk forward after saying that, leaving the prince with an extremely ugly face and said, "Take it down."

"Yes!" After receiving the order, more than a dozen members of the Dream Spirit Knights immediately stepped forward, and the sound of the stinger dragon stepping on the ground shook the smoke and dust.

"Surprise!" The two people in front controlled the sword dragon and passed by Han Fengxue's side, and speared straight to Han Fengxue.

Han Fengxue's figure did not change at all, and she still walked slowly. Just as the spear was about to come, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of him. After it shone, there were a few wails. The members of the Dream Spirit Knights behind him did not stagnate at all because of the death of their companions in front of him. They continued to rush forward. Although they were very brave, in Han Fengxue's eyes, they were just a fearless death.

Two more lights flashed, and the group behind him couldn't see clearly no matter how Han Fengxue took action. The battle was over, and a look of horror appeared. The look of looking at Han Fengxue also showed a strong sense of fear.

"If you don't want to die, don't mess with me." Han Fengxue's faint tone revealed her strong confidence, which made the prince open his mouth and didn't know what to say for a moment. Those two rays of light were probably at least the strength of a fifth-level strongman. However, the fifth-level strongman was still not qualified to act wildly in front of them.

"What a big tone." A faint voice sounded, and two figures slowly walked over from behind the crowd, one was the majestic middle-aged man and the tough young man. The words just now were spoken from the young man.

"His Majesty!"

"Father!"

The group shouted, giving their middle-aged identity, the emperor of the Knight Empire, but who was the heroic young man standing side by side with him? His face was full of arrogance.

The young man walked past Meng Xixuan, looked at her softly and affectionately, and said softly: "Xixuan, don't worry, I will definitely win and become the Holy Son of this generation."

Meng Xixuan just smiled faintly when she heard the young man's words and didn't say anything. She had said this from the young man many times. Although she knew that the other party was affectionate to her, it was a pity that she had no love for him. Even if he seized the Holy Son, what could he do? It was just to marry a more familiar person. The freedom and destiny she wanted were not controlled by the mercy, but it was impossible to change.

"The Third Prince." Marshal Meng shouted when he saw him coming. Unlike the Second Prince, this Third Prince is not a proud and elegant person. Not only is he extremely affectionate to Meng Xixuan, but he is also extremely talented. He was taken as a disciple by a strong man in the Paladin Hall since he was a child. If he had not been interested in the throne, it would be a suspense that he would believe that the prince would sit. The emperor's favor for him was greater than his favor for the prince. Marshal Meng was also quite satisfied with him and hoped that he could seize the position of the Holy Son.

With his eyes swept against Han Fengxue, the third prince walked forward two steps, looked at Han Fengxue's extraordinary temperament, and said, "Are you going to participate in the competition?"

Han Fengxue was slightly surprised when she saw him. The other party was only about twenty years old, and the slightest aura it exuded showed that the other party also had the cultivation of a sixth-level knight. Such a young sixth-level knight was very talented even in the imperial capital where there were many strong people.

Han Fengxue didn't say anything or deny it. Although he wanted to nod and admit it, he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Meng Xixuan behind him. He knew that the other party was also a person who knew the goods. From his sword light, he saw that he was also at the sixth level of cultivation, so he asked this question.

"I can guess even if you don't answer, even if a strong man as young as you came to the imperial capital at this time, what else can be more attractive than this? Of course, Xixuan will definitely be mine." The third prince had a strong confidence in his tone, and he smiled at Han Fengxue and said, "You go, see you in the square of the Paladin Palace."

Han Fengxue smiled slightly at the third prince, and had a slight affection for this straightforward young man. In some ways, the two were quite similar. He nodded and Han Fengxue left.

"Third brother, are you?" The second prince saw the third prince let Han Fengxue leave, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to show it too much in his tone. His status was far inferior to that of this third brother.

"Do you want to keep him?" A trace of disdain flashed in the third prince's eyes.

"Of course." The second prince said angrily, wasn't this nonsense?

"If you can stay, go by yourself. Don't let the warriors of the Mengling Knights die." The third prince said coldly, ignoring the second prince's nagging face, and walked straight back with the emperor.

"Sixth-level powerhouse!" When the third prince said something loud, the group was also a little confused. The empire was really hidden and the other party seemed to be younger than the third prince.
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