A fast-moving carriage suddenly stopped at the entrance of the Great Hunting Ground. The light sand raised by the horses' hooves made the two guards subconsciously raise their hands to cover their foreheads and look at the visitor with doubts.
A pretty and clever little girl jumped out of the carriage first, holding a bundle in both hands and standing by the carriage with a respectful look on her face.
Then, a man wearing a green bamboo hat and a dark long gown, with a figure as tall as a pine tree, jumped out of the car, turned around, picked up a woman covered with a thin gauze, and protected her in his arms.
The man reached out and touched the woman's forehead. He felt that the woman's body temperature had risen again, and said in a slightly anxious voice, "Ayuan, hold on a little longer. Don't worry, we will definitely find Lance to help us today."
The woman leaned against the man's arms with a faint breath. She raised her head when she heard the words. Through the thin veil, she could see those eyes filled with autumn water and as curved as the moon. She said softly with a trace of soft light, "Brother Yan, I
I never had anything to worry about.”
"Okay." The man nodded, hugged the woman and walked towards the entrance of the passage, calling, "Jingxin, let's go in."
"It's the master." The little girl named Jingxin hurriedly tightened the bundle in her hands and followed the man as he trotted towards the entrance of Dadou Hunting Ground.
The two guards looked at each other in confusion.
One of them stretched out his hand to block the way of the three of them, and carefully looked at the man in front of him. He did not feel a strong spiritual power or elemental power fluctuation from the other man, and there was a bit of contempt in his eyes.
"Wait a minute, please show your participation certificate or viewing card."
"Go away." The man scolded him coldly.
There was a surge of anger in the guard's eyes, "Who are you? How dare you make trouble within the sphere of influence of the Golden Palace..."
Before the word "thing" came out of his mouth, the guard felt a sudden lightness all over his body, like a piece of feather being swept away with a snap of his fingers. The feeling of weightlessness floating in the air made him panic and realize that he was like a feather.
It is the tiniest speck of dust in the world, which can be swept away with just a flick of your finger.
"Bang!" The guard didn't recover from the pain all over his body until his body hit the ground hard. Without the terrifying feeling of weightlessness, his whole body felt much better.
Even though he was smashed to pieces at this moment and all his internal organs were moved, the guard still breathed a deep sigh of relief. He looked up at the three leaving figures and felt a chill on his back and sweating profusely.
.
"How are you?" Another guard hurried over and stretched out his hand to drag him up.
The guard had a pale face, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, shook his head and let out a long sigh, "Fortunately, I finally saved my life."
"But how many people?"
"You stay here and keep guarding. I'm going to report to Elder Zhong Cheng." The guard had not calmed down from the fear and hurriedly ran towards the Dadou Hunting Ground.
The trace of power revealed in the flick of the man's fingers made him feel that facing him was like a mayfly shaking a big tree. The disparity in power was extreme, which showed how high the realm of that man was.
Naturally, such a person cannot be allowed to roam around the inner city as he pleases. He must report to the elders.
"Brother Yan, why is the stadium so quiet?" When the woman was carried into the venue, the atmosphere in the venue happened to be quiet.
Everyone gasped and stared intensely at the center of the hunting ground.
I saw thousands of phantom sharp swords emerging from Ni Tian's back. The shock caused by that moment was quite serious. The sword shadows were listed behind Ni Tian's back, slowly rising up, and the sword tips pointed directly at Zhuang Yinghao's.
direction, buzzing.
The man held the woman's hands and paused suddenly.
The smart little girl next to the man looked towards the center of the venue with a look of astonishment, her voice rose slightly, "Master, it's the Sky-Flirting Sword, the second form of the Sky-Flirting Sword! Destroy the heaven and the earth?"
"Why is it such a coincidence?" The woman couldn't help but brace herself, "Brother Yan, but that child?"
The man's lips drew a shallow arc, nodded and said, "Yes, I can feel a faint fluctuation of consciousness placed on her body."
"Master, this is really great!" Jingxin smiled happily, then turned around and clasped her fists towards the man and woman, "Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the madam. Seeing how skillfully the young lady uses this move to destroy the heaven and the earth, it must be
Get the master’s true legacy.”
The man's breath relaxed slightly at this time. Hearing this, there was a smile in his eyes, and he nodded and said, "He is indeed a very interesting little guy."
"Brother Yan, do you want it?..."
"No rush, it's important to find Lance first." After saying that, he hugged the woman and moved forward.
However, the crowd in the venue was very crowded, and he had to stop after walking a few steps. The man unfolded his consciousness and searched for Lance in the venue.
Within a few breaths, he frowned and withdrew his consciousness. With how strong Lance was, he could feel him even if he was just sitting there, but why not?
At this time, a cold and crisp voice that defied the sky came from the entire venue, "Destroy the heaven and the earth."
Thousands of phantom swords flew towards Zhuang Yinghao on the opposite side.
The roar caused by the sword's power triggered a roar from the entire audience.
Zhuang Yinghao was shocked and quickly concentrated his spiritual energy on his body. With a wave of his hand, one after another sword energy walls stood up from under his feet.
However, he is fast, incredibly fast.
Thousands of sword shadows that defy the sky will only be regarded as phantoms if they are not in contact. However, only those who come into contact will know that this is not a phantom sword. It is simply a substantial sword carrying murderous intent.
Each sword is enough to kill a person, let alone thousands of them.
Zhuang Yinghao couldn't bear it. Zhuang Yinghao even felt that no one present could bear it.
"Admit defeat! I give up! Give up! I give up, don't kill me, don't!" Zhuang Yinghao shouted loudly, and ran to the back with a pale face.
Behind them, everyone witnessed with their own eyes that thousands of densely packed phantom swords blew up small whirlwinds and struck directly in the direction of Zhuang Yinghao.
Bang! Bang! Bang bang! The sharp sword penetrated the sword energy walls deployed by Zhuang Yinghao again and again, passing through several barriers in a row.
As the layers of the barrier were shattered, Zhuang Yinghao quickly retreated but was forced into a blind corner, staring at the dense sword shadows charging towards him with a pale face.
My life is at stake! Zhuang Yinghao closed his eyes, feeling desolate in his heart. He didn't expect that he would lose so ugly, that he couldn't even get past Qin Nitian's move.
He couldn't resist any move. This Qin Nitian made him feel so embarrassed.
Time seemed to have stopped, and the surroundings were deathly silent. Zhuang Yinghao could only hear his own weak breathing.
After waiting for a long time, the expected pain did not come. Zhuang Yinghao, with his heart almost beating out of his chest, slowly opened his eyes and suddenly stared straight.