His voice was loud and his words were sharp and full of sarcasm. It could be heard that he had considerable opinions on Cao Renwen.

Perhaps he wanted to say these words thousands of years ago, but we all work for the God Emperor. One is the largest eunuch in the Wei Dynasty, in charge of the inner palace, and the other is a top general who always marches in the army.

Running on the edge of the battlefield, everyone divides the work internally and externally, and we are on equal footing. We just keep the Wei Dynasty together, and there are not too many conflicts of interest.

Therefore, even though the Dragon God was dissatisfied with Cao Renchang's high status in the court, and even more dissatisfied with the fact that he was boasted as the number one person under Li Mi, he never had a direct conflict with him.

But now, the years have passed by in a blur, and the Dragon God of today is no longer the Dragon God of the past.

He gave up all his glory and future, and was willing to serve the Wei Dynasty and guard the passage between the world of humans and ghosts for thousands of years. His own contribution was completely comparable to Cao Renchang's great contribution at the beginning of the founding of the country.

His status in the heart of the God-Emperor has naturally increased.

In terms of preference, the Dragon God asked himself that the God-Emperor would definitely favor him more.

Moreover, his own cultivation level has reached the eighth floor, and his combat ability has been qualitatively improved, giving him unparalleled self-confidence out of thin air.

At this time, if he were to be placed on an equal footing with such a great eunuch as Cao Renwen, it would really be a bit unbalanced.

It would be better if Cao Renchang didn't offend him, because he had been guarding Qingxin Hall all year round and never entered the court, so he was out of sight and out of mind.

But this eunuch actually dared to take the initiative to come to Qingxin Hall to point fingers, with somewhat provocative intentions.

In anger, the Dragon God couldn't bear it anymore and vowed to destroy Cao Renweng's eighth-floor myth that had lasted for many years.

It would also serve as a reminder to the eunuchs in the imperial court who have deep roots... The founding of the Wei Dynasty relied on the divine emperor, civil servants and generals, not those servants in the imperial court who had no descendants.

The power of the eunuchs is neither stable nor pleasant. No one dared to stand up and speak out before. Today, the Dragon God will use his own power to break the eunuchs.

Cao Renxiang naturally felt the Dragon God's malice and ridicule, but he was not angry or even showed any unnecessary emotional changes.

He knew very well the nature of the Dragon God... conceited, arrogant, unconstrained, strong-minded and decisive, and not an easy person to get along with.

But at the same time, he also knew that the Dragon God was not actually bad in nature.

The reason why he is biased against himself is not only the strong self-confidence brought by the improvement of Dragon God's own strength and status, but also the more important reason is that the position and title of eunuch are always disgraceful and even despicable in the eyes of the world.

There is a kind of instinctive resistance.

Even though he was the general manager of the internal affairs of the three dynasties of the Wei Dynasty, he was a very important person in the hearts of the emperor and the officials, but eunuchs were just eunuchs, and they would never be able to take the real stage.

It's okay to keep a low profile behind the scenes, but being so active in front of others will cause people to gossip.

No, Dragon God was the first to stand up and express his feelings in front of Qingxin Palace today.

Unexpected, but also reasonable.

With this thought in his mind, Cao Ren sighed silently, and under the bright light of the sword in his eyes, a hint of hidden sadness suddenly appeared.

After a while, he shook his head, his expression and eyes gradually became indifferent. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, "The one who is remembered by the world is not the Eunuch Cao who is the general manager of the Imperial Household today, but the one who wore armor and fought on the border at the beginning of the founding of the country."

General Cao Renweng became famous all over the world.

, It is not my intention, but the limelight in the past was too great, and it was beyond human power to stop it. It was really helpless... If General Dragon God really feels that he is mentally unbalanced, then he will use all his strength today. As long as he defeats this general, then this thousand-year struggle will be over.

Silence gives you a reason to make noise in front of others again. But..."

Having said this, Cao Renxiang paused for a moment, his sharp eyes resting quietly on the dragon god's unicorn armor, "But I still say the same thing, it is easy to fight, but it is difficult to defeat me, general.

You have to be prepared."

After saying these words, his hands were still in his sleeves, but the cold sword intent all around him suddenly became extremely clear.

The shadows outside the Qingxin Hall were originally deep and thick, but as soon as Cao Ren raised his sword, the entire area was instantly illuminated by a flash of snow-white sword light like daylight, and the sky and the earth shone brightly, even brighter than the scorching sun.

Su Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he couldn't bear the attack of the sword light, and quietly hid under the eaves of Qingxin Palace.

This action was careful and cautious, but it was still noticed by Li Sansi and Zhuo Qingming who were outside the battle.

They were on guard, not knowing what Su Xian's plan was. They wanted to work together to control him, but when they thought of the two strong men from the eighth floor, Long Shen and Cao Renxiang, they couldn't make any waves.

Come on, just ignore him, concentrate on watching the battle, and take action when necessary.

At this time, the Dragon God was extremely angry and laughed, "Okay! Very good! Cao Renchang! You are more arrogant than I thought! I hope you can always maintain such confidence..."

As he spoke, the thick unicorn armor could no longer cover his terrifying aura that had been surging for a long time.

He stood up suddenly, no longer holding back, fighting intent and murderous intent came together, and actually pushed back a lot of the infinite sword light that filled the space around Qingxin Hall.

The power of martial arts on the eighth floor is originally just a spontaneous aura, or some kind of manifestation of the strength of the true power. It cannot be seen or touched, and only exists in the senses and spiritual thoughts of the practitioner.

But at this moment, when the Dragon God put down his hands and unleashed all his martial arts power unscrupulously, with him as the center, within a radius of ten feet, the martial arts power that was so powerful that it was unimaginable showed signs of condensing into substance.

An extremely thick and eye-catching blood-colored tide surrounded its body. Although it was not as dazzling as Cao Renchang's sword light, and its scope was extremely wide, it made people feel more suffocating and desperate.

It was purely a kind of coercion from a powerful man from a higher dimension, almost unabashed, just to make everyone present feel his terrifying strength.

The next moment, before Cao Ren could say a few more words, the Dragon God snorted coldly, and his tall body disappeared from the spot.

Before the bloody tide in mid-air had completely dissipated, his figure had reappeared, and at this time, he was only three feet away from Cao Ren.

There were no fancy movements, just a simple clap... The third palm that had never fallen on Su Xian, with a terrifying palm force that was impossible to face, was directed at Cao Cao in the most direct and domineering way.

People went to be bombarded and killed.

At a distance of three feet, even an ordinary warrior's palm could reach him in an instant.

What's more, the warrior dragon god on the eighth floor?

Almost as soon as he dropped his palm, the murderous aura came to Cao Renchang's face with the force of his palm.

The hand was tightly wrapped by the unicorn armor, and the lines on the palm could not be seen clearly, but the ultimate aura from the martial arts master could not be wrapped by the armor... Even Cao Renchang had to admit that for thousands of years,

With his practice and accumulation, Dragon God is indeed much stronger than before, but...

Cao Ren raised his head, his face still expressionless, "I'm still a little behind General."

In an instant, Dragon God's right palm arrived, and in the blink of an eye he had crossed two feet, forcefully smashing the light of the protective sword that blocked Cao Ren's body. Just as he was about to go deeper, at the last foot

It was blocked by a small knife inside. The small knife was not real, but purely an illusion of true power.

It seems to be fragile and there is nothing magical about it, but when it appears out of thin air at this moment, it can completely withstand all the palm power and offensive of the Dragon God.

With a distance of one foot, Cao Renxiang shook his head slightly and said in a calm tone, "You can't defeat this general with this little effort. You'd better not test him and just use your full strength."

The Dragon God was furious when he heard this. Before retreating, his mountain-like aura suddenly arose, and he rushed towards Cao Ren again in an even more turbulent way.

His speed was so fast that he could hardly be seen clearly, leaving only a thick blood-colored tide flowing here.

This time, not only was Cao Ren in front of him, but every inch of his body was invaded by the bloody murderous intention of the Dragon God.

There is a scorching sun in the sky and the earth, but at this moment, it is divided into half by the blood light and the light of the sword. In the half space, except for the terrifying aura of the two strong men on the eighth floor, there is no extra breath.

Li Sansi and Zhuo Qingming, who were watching on the sidelines, were dumbfounded, thinking that this Dragon God was serious about it!

The little bronze medalist couldn't help but sweat for Cao Renchang. Judging from the situation on the field, Long Shen took the initiative from the beginning. On the other hand, although Cao Renchang always had his hands folded and his sleeves looked calm, who knew he was

Are you trying to hold on?

After all, he was being beaten the whole time, and there was no room for him to fight back. Zhuo Qingming, who was watching the battle enthusiastically, was greatly disappointed... He thought he could see an unprecedented battle on the eighth floor, but he didn't want the battle to be one-sided.

Is this a slap in the face? It’s better to admit defeat as soon as possible!

By the way, is this Great Wei Chief Cao good? His reputation has been exaggerated in recent years!

Zhuo Qingming was secretly cursing, and the blood-colored tide in the half-space finally moved forward half a foot. Cao Renchang could no longer be seen outside the battle, and only a faint sword light seeped out from the blood.

Like the last bit of stubbornness.

The previous knife had been completely shattered by the Dragon God's offensive, turning into a cold blade that slowly melted under the blood light.

Just when everyone thought that Cao Ren was bound to be defeated, the tall body of the Dragon God suddenly appeared in mid-air.

He floated quietly at the top of the bloody tide, staring down at the figure under him, with hidden anger and ridicule in his eyes under the helmet.

His hands lay straight down, resting on his waist, and his palms were filled with wind and snow, filled with tyrannical killing intent.

Zhuo Qingming and Li Sansi, who were staying out of the incident, felt their souls shake for a moment and their breathing became a little short. What's more, Cao Renchang was in the middle of the battle?

"Why don't you draw your sword?"

The Dragon God sneered, "Is this general unworthy?"

After a moment of silence, Cao Renxiang's plain voice came slowly, "My sword has no sheath. I will see blood when I draw it out, so I am afraid of hurting you."

Hearing this, the Dragon God was stunned for a moment, and then he looked crazy and laughed wildly. He suddenly raised his arms forward, and the wind and snow came out of his palms, completely blending with the blood. Finally, he roared, "Cao Ren, go! I don't care whether you or I live or die.

!Draw the sword!”

His tone was manic and violent, with a strong murderous intent.

The word "draw the sword" is even more hysterical and frightening.

Cao Ren thought about it and said, "Okay then."

As soon as the sigh fell, a knife came from bottom to top, breaking through the tide and wind and snow, and came towards the world.
Chapter completed!