Ling Feng condenses the power of ancient martial arts!
This news finally came back to Nishen. For a moment, Nishen all went crazy. This undoubtedly represented the true rise of ancient martial arts. A real ancient martial artist was completely different from their half-step ancient martial arts. The battle at Feisheng Peak
, left such a deep impression on them that even Ye Xinran could only lose.
There is no doubt that when Lingfeng breaks through to the ninth level of Martial Saint, or even reaches the realm of Martial Saint, he will have no opponent in this realm. However, this is just a starting point. When the young master returns, there will inevitably be a storm against the gods.
Everyone, including Ye Xinran, is looking forward to it.
Because, with the young master’s breakthrough experience, they will embark on the journey of ancient martial arts, who will compete with them.
Before that, they want to make the general trend take shape. The Su family and the Chen family are far from enough. They can only fight against the Cao family and the Leng family. The attitude of the Wu royal family is crucial, which can shake the Yin sect's belief and tie it to Ni.
On the chariot of God.
By that time, the situation has been established. As long as Ling Feng swings his sword and strikes out, the three major forces will become yesterday's flowers and disappear from the land of Wu Kingdom.
Only in this way can Ni Shen build the entire Wu Kingdom into an impregnable rear, adding a significant touch to the journey of the young master, his uncle, and all the Ni Gods.
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The Imperial Palace of Wu Kingdom is undoubtedly the most glorious place in the entire Wu Kingdom.
The golden dragons stood on both sides of the palace, displaying their surging momentum wantonly, which frightened some nightclubs and did not dare to take a step.
The imperial city was also a grand undertaking, with strong men deliberately outlining a magnificent pattern, making it magnificent and everlasting.
At this moment, in the royal courtyard, Su Xiaoru was dressed in colorful clothes like clouds, and her expression was as calm as autumn water. Opposite her, there was a beautiful woman sitting in her twenties, wearing a white blouse.
Her figure, with its exquisite curves, attracts people's imagination.
Her face is bare, her hair is tied behind her back, winding from her neck to her shoulders, and hanging meticulously on her chest. She looks like Xiaojiabiyu, giving people a feeling of pure water.
Princess Danyue!
This is the younger sister of the Ninth Prince. Although she is not very talented in martial arts, she is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is quiet and elegant. Her life is like freehand brushwork, relaxed and casual. She will not be tired or tired like other people. Therefore, she does not
She wears makeup, but has a natural baby face.
"Sister Xiaoru, why are you free to come and sit here today?" Princess Danyue's voice was as clear and shallow as the tinkling spring water, filled with joy. The palace was far away, and once you entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea. It was definitely not just a sentence.
Empty words, Princess Danyue has been here since she was born, and she has long been tired of the things around her, but she can't go out, and Su Xiaoru is her only friend.
"Xiaoru came here to ask the princess to introduce the Ninth Prince to me." Su Xiaoru said a little embarrassed. Princess Danyue was really innocent and shameless. It was unbearable to deceive her like this.
"My imperial brother?" Princess Danyue was stunned, and then she said with a smile: "Sister Xiaoru wants to see my imperial brother, of course it is okay. I will go and get him right now."
She smiled gently, and then left quickly.
Not long after, a middle-aged man was caught by Princess Danyue with a wry smile on his face. He was tall and tall, and even his beard could not conceal his handsome face, which was naturally raised due to the depth of the palace compound.
It has become a majesty, and a white dress makes it even more handsome.
"Tan Yue, what are you causing a fuss about?" The person who came was none other than Princess Tan Yue's royal brother Wu Zhi. He was particularly fond of Dan Yue and even though she was pulling her over, he didn't have any resentment.
.
"Nuo, Sister Xiaoru wants to see you." Danyue pointed at Su Xiaoru who was not far away and said with a smile.
"Su Xiaoru?" Wu Zhi was stunned and couldn't help but frown. He knew that Dan Yue and Su Xiaoru had a very good relationship and they often had long talks, but this didn't seem to have anything to do with him, right?
Of course, saying this is a bit too foreign, because Princess Danyue helped Su Xiaoru through him in some things, such as suppressing the three major forces and delaying their attack, for example, secretly helping the Chen family.
He didn't want to get involved in this matter, but he couldn't defeat Princess Danyue. However, his position in the royal family was too sensitive, and he couldn't help with many things.
However, he couldn't think of a reason why Su Xiaoru came to see him.
Are you grateful? It seems not.
"Miss Su, I haven't seen you for a long time. She seems to be more beautiful than before." Wuzhi walked over and said with a smile.
"The Ninth Prince, his style is still the same." Su Xiaoru also said with a smile.
"Nowadays, the situation in the Wu Kingdom is a bit turbulent, but Miss Su is a female, but she has supported the entire Su family, which makes this prince deeply admired." Wu Zhi said with appreciation.
A year ago, a mysterious force suddenly poured into the Wu Kingdom. Like spring breeze and rain, it swept across the imperial capital overnight. All major families, the Yin Sect, and the Yao Sect were all affected, and the Su family was the first to bear the brunt.
When the Su family was at a loss, Su Xiaoru, a dark horse, came out of the blue to turn the tide and pull back the Su family's decline in one fell swoop.
She can be called a hero among women, but there are very few who can compare with her.
"The Ninth Prince has given you a reward." Su Xiaoru chuckled lightly.
She glanced at Princess Danyue again, who heard Xian's elegance and said proactively: "Brother, Tanyue still has a few pots of good tea there. Go get them now. You two can chat first."
"Miss Su, you're not here to talk to me about enjoying flowers, are you?" Wuzhi said straight to the point after Princess Danyue left.
"Of course not."
Su Xiaoru looked solemn, shifted her body, and made way for someone, saying: "Actually, Xiaoru is just a thread. He is the one who really wants to talk to the Ninth Prince."
The person who came was dressed in light white linen. He looked very ordinary and his aura was very restrained. His face was calm. If Su Xiaoru hadn't let him out deliberately, no one would have noticed him.
"Who are you?" Wu Zhi felt a chill in his heart and his pupils shrank.
He had not noticed this middle-aged man before, but now he clearly felt a cold and sharp force, like a sword, almost breaking through flesh and blood and piercing into the seams of bones.
There is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful warrior. He is low-key, luxurious and connotative.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I can let you get what you want." The middle-aged man said coldly.
"What do I want?" Wu Zhi was suddenly offended by the other party's slight, and his expression darkened.
"The throne!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Wu Zhi's eyelids tightened slightly. This was a secret buried deep in his heart. Although he had argued about it in secret at the beginning, the elder Wu Guo just valued his half-brother.
, which made him feel sad.
However, he was very patient and did not show anything inappropriate.
"If you are ambitious, it is just ambition." The middle-aged man smiled indifferently and said: "Don't guess. If I can stand here with Su Xiaoru, then other princes will not send you here to test you."
"Who are you?" Wuzhi said with an ugly face.
"We can help you ascend to the throne." The middle-aged man did not answer Wuzhi's words, but said in a calm and steady tone.
"..."
This time, Wu Zhi was silent and his eyes flickered.
Indeed, he was ambitious and extremely angry. He suffered a complete defeat at the beginning. Although it was extremely obscure, he still knew something with the keen intuition of the royal family, and he was also marginalized. From a glorious ninth prince, to now a being
How could he not feel aggrieved by the forgotten lonely warrior?
However, in a continent where martial arts is respected, he could only feel deeply helpless.
"Who are you?" Wu Zhi's voice was dull, without the excitement before, but he asked seriously.
"Don't ask about our origins."
The middle-aged man was still indifferent and said: "Chen family, Su family, do you think this power is enough?"
"What." Wu Zhi was startled, and then exclaimed: "You are related to Ling Feng."
"Exactly!" the middle-aged man said.
"But even so, with the power of the Su family and the Chen family, it is not enough to shake my imperial brother, right?" Wu Zhi frowned. Since the ambition in his heart cannot be concealed, it is better to admit frankly that he wants to come to Su Xiaoru, a middle-aged man.
It won't be leaked either.
"Besides, Miss Su alone cannot represent the Su family."
"She can represent it!" the middle-aged man said without question: "Because the person standing in front of you is the head of the Su family."
"What." Wu Zhi looked shocked and looked at Su Xiaoru in disbelief. She knew that the latter had controlled the lifeline of the Su family, but she was afraid that she was not qualified to become the head of the family.
But the middle-aged man's words overturned his thoughts.
"What do you think is really hindering you from ascending to the throne?" The middle-aged man did not give Wuzhi much time to be shocked.
"Three great mountains of the Wu Kingdom!" Wu Zhi said thoughtfully.
The so-called mountains are the strong men hidden behind the scenes of the Wu Kingdom. They shielded the country from the wind and rain in secret, and they made the Wu Kingdom prosperous today.
It is precisely because of their power that one sentence can determine the succession of the throne, and this is how he failed.
"Then how about we move these three mountains for you?" the middle-aged man said with a smile.
"What do you want?" Wu Zhi took a deep breath. He knew that since this person was here, it proved that these words were not without purpose. Obviously, they had a purpose in doing this.
"Support the Su family, the Chen family, and put pressure on the three major forces. If necessary, I hope that the royal family of the Wu Kingdom can take action." The middle-aged man said.
"I refuse!" Wu Zhi's eyes flashed, but he finally shook his head and said: "I have no intention of talking to you, so I will take my leave."
After saying that, he turned around and left like a gust of wind.
"The Ninth Prince actually refused?" Su Xiaoru was stunned, with a look of astonishment on her face. In her opinion, no one could refuse the Anti-Gods. What kind of force it was, it was like a fog, making it difficult for people to see.
through.
"No, he agreed!" the middle-aged man sneered, an incomprehensible smile flashed across his face, and said: "He is very smart and has greater ambitions than we thought, so he is too cautious. The reason why he refused is