With a loud noise, another golden-armored Imperial Guard was smashed by the "little overlord" Yang Yunqi, so that his skull was shattered and his brains were splashed everywhere.
"There's no one who can hit him!" Yang Yunqi roared angrily, raising two round sledgehammers high above his head. He exuded a powerful aura that looked down on the world, like an invincible overlord.
At this time, a girl in a yellow shirt appeared in front of him.
The girl is about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a fair complexion, a delicate appearance, and a slender and graceful figure that shows some signs of development. She is like a flower in bud, which is very eye-catching.
It is such a thin girl who looks like she will fall down if the wind blows, but she is holding a huge hammer in her hand. The head of the hammer is bigger than the girl's head, which makes the painting style a bit weird and inconsistent.
This girl in yellow shirt is naturally the big-stomach lolita Shen Xiaowan.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Yang Yunqi couldn't help but ask: "Little girl, do you want to fight me?"
Shen Xiaowan nodded, with a hint of excitement in her eyes. The hundred-mile strength competition with the Dark Temple that day seemed to have awakened certain genes in her body, allowing her to experience the pleasure of hammering each other with great strength.
The moment she saw Yang Yunqi, she felt as if she had met another Baili. Driven by the violent gene in her body, she stopped in front of this hero who wielded the double hammer without hesitation.
"Forget it, I don't like killing women, nor do I like killing children." Yang Yunqi hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Let alone a little girl like you."
However, Shen Xiaowan could no longer hold back and launched the "Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique" to hit hard. The hammer slashed through the air and made a loud cracking sound. Compared to when she fought against Baili, the force was even stronger. Some.
What a powerful force!
Yang Yunqi never expected that a little girl would have such strength. In a hurry, he raised his two hammers to meet each other. The three hammers collided with each other, causing a loud "dang" sound. Yang Yunqi felt his hands go numb and his whole body trembled. , he almost lost his grip on the weapon and flew out of his hand.
Before he could recover, Shen Xiaowan's second strike had already followed, the wind howling, and the power was even greater than the previous strike.
At this time, Yang Yunqi still didn't understand that he had met a powerful enemy. He no longer dared to show any contempt. He used all his strength to hit Shen Xiaowan with "bang bang bang". The three hammers kept hitting each other, shaking the The ears of everyone around them were ringing and their heads were dizzy. They all moved away from the two men, fearing that they would be affected by the fight between these two giant monsters and be shot innocently.
Not far away from the two of them, Duan Longhua, the fifth hero from the Dongjiang sect, "Ba Shattering Fist" was spreading his fists and kicks, fighting fiercely with Liu Qiqi.
At first, he was blocked by this girl in red with picturesque features and slender figure. Duan Longhua stared at her snow-white and slender jade legs and laughed a few words. Unexpectedly, the other party unleashed a set of swordsmanship, and it turned out to be Hua Guang. It was so colorful and complicated that it made him dizzy. He couldn't even see the moves clearly, let alone decipher them.
When he was about to use brute force to break it, the girl's body skills were erratic. After dozens of moves, Duan Longhua didn't even touch a corner of her clothes. Instead, the sword energy scratched her body with several wounds, splattering a lot of blood.
Hua, for a moment, had a headache and complained in her heart, so she had to stick to the door and no longer take the initiative to seek attack.
"Huh?" Xiao Wenjian once met Liu Qiqi on Qingfeng Mountain. At that time, the girl in red was still very weak and could not play any role in the battle between him and Lin Zhiyun. She could only act as a casualty, but unexpectedly
He was somewhat surprised that he could now compete with the young Junyan who was ranked fifth on the list of heroes.
However, Xiao Wenjian was not an ordinary person. He quickly put aside the surprise in his heart. The sword in his hand did not stop, and he continued to strike one sword at a time, reaping the lives of the Forbidden Army soldiers like the god of death.
Slowly pulling out the long sword from the body of a golden-armored forbidden soldier, he gently shook off the blood on the sword. Just as he was about to look up for the next target, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart.
Since the peak battle with Li Qing, he had vaguely grasped the rudiments of the way of cultivation, and his combat intuition had also improved significantly. At this moment, he tapped his toes on the ground, stood up, and took a few steps backwards.
Almost at the same time, a beautiful orange figure appeared in front of him.
The beauty in orange has an exquisite appearance and a curvy body. She has the face of an angel and the figure of a devil. The long sword in her hand emits a dazzling cold light in the sun.
The sword light passed over the position where Xiao Wenjian was originally located. It was like a flying horse, like a startled dragon, majestic and majestic, but round and flawless. Xiao Wenjian only felt a little white light flashing in front of his eyes. He didn't know how to deal with it. If he dodged,
If you had to slow down for a moment, you might be killed by the light of the sword.
This beauty in orange is naturally the assassin girl Leng Wushuang.
As a peerless swordsmanship at the level of a star spirit, how could the "Flying Fairy from Heaven" be easily evaded?
Even if Xiao Wenjian reacted in time, the sword light did not stop there, but followed him all the way, heading straight for his heart.
Xiao Wenjian's footwork has become old and he has no way to retreat, so he has to turn slightly sideways to avoid the vital point of his heart. At the same time, he stabs out with the sword with his right hand. The move seems slow but is actually fast. It contains an indescribable mysterious artistic conception, which directly strikes Leng Wu.
Frost door.
The assassin girl saw that Xiao Wenjian's moves were magical and could not be broken. She knew that it was impossible to kill him, so she was not willing to fight. She touched the ground with her lotus feet, and her figure flashed in the air and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.
Xiao Wenjian finally fought off Leng Wushuang, but his left arm was still scratched by the sword energy. He felt an extremely cold air seeping into his body along the arm. A shallow scar could be seen under the broken clothes, and blood seeped out.
When it came out, a layer of frost actually formed.
What a domineering spiritual power!
His heart was shocked, his pupils contracted sharply, his heart beat rapidly, and the pores all over his body expanded. He entered a state of concentrated fighting. Every move of everyone around him, even the moment beads of sweat and blood fell to the ground, could be clearly seen by him.
Feel it all, without missing anything.
coming!
His pupils suddenly opened wide, and he turned around and thrust his sword into the air.
Almost at the same time, Leng Wushuang's orange silhouette appeared exactly where his long sword was pointing.
When the assassin girl saw that the sneak attack was discovered, she did not panic. She made a wrong step and became invisible again.
Xiao Wenjian did not pursue him, but stood quietly on the spot, holding the long sword diagonally in his hand, maximizing all his senses, trying to catch Leng Wushuang's trace.
As a professionally trained assassin, Leng Wushuang was not impatient and patiently hid, waiting for the moment when his opponent relaxed.
The two people suddenly fell into a stalemate, and neither one was willing to make a move first.
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Xiao Qing and the old man in gray clothes behind him drove straight ahead without encountering any obstacles wherever they passed.
Soon, the majestic main entrance of Jinluan Palace appeared in front of them.
Xiao Qing stepped into the palace door without hesitation. He saw that the lower part of the hall was empty and there was no trace of people. Looking up diagonally along the steps in the center of the hall, he could see the magnificent and exquisitely carved dragon chair. Emperor Li Jiuye was sitting solemnly, bowing his head in deep thought.
Beside him stood an old man with rich clothes and white hair and white beard.
"You're here." The moment Xiao Qing entered the hall, Li Jiuye raised his head and slowly uttered three words.
"I should have been here long ago." Xiao Qing's answer was concise and to the point.
The sharp eyes of the old man in rich clothes swept downwards, and he looked at the old man in gray clothes next to Xiao Qing for a brief moment.
"Li Donglai?"
"Xiao Zhan?"
After confirming their eyes, the two old men recognized each other's identity almost at the same time.
"You're such an old man, you're actually still alive?" Li Donglai, a member of the royal family, had a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"You haven't left yet, why would I want to go on the road first?" Xiao Zhan sneered.
"Don't forget, you are not my opponent." Li Donglai put his hands behind his back, his eyes were bright, and there was a faint light on the surface of his silk clothes, making him look graceful and luxurious. .
"Things are not what they used to be. For so many years, I have led the secret hall of the Xiao family, and I have lived a life of iron-blooded killing every day." Xiao Zhan shook his head and said slowly, "But you have been living in fine clothes and fine food, delicacies from the mountains and the sea, all day long. I am afraid that my martial arts and spiritual skills have become unfamiliar for a long time. If you still think that it will be the same as before, you would be totally wrong."
"What a shameless statement." Li Donglai snorted coldly and glanced at Li Jiuye beside him.
Li Jiuye nodded slowly and said nothing.
"Come on, old immortal, let me see what progress you have made over the years." Li Donglai did not make any movement, but his feet slowly lifted off the ground and floated.
Xiao Zhan glanced at Xiao Zhan beside him, his expression slightly hesitant.
"Go, Uncle Zhan." Xiao Qing looked calm, "I'm just going to have a good chat with His Majesty the Emperor."
"Master, be careful. After I kill this old guy, I will come back to get the emperor's dog head." Xiao Zhan nodded and floated into the air.
"I haven't seen any other progress, but this bragging ability is really impressive." Li Donglai sneered.
The two figures flashed past and disappeared outside the Jinluan Palace, leaving Li Jiuye and Xiao Qing facing each other in the distance.
"Since the generation of the imperial grandfather Li Qiye, the Xiao family has been making all the changes in Daqian, with overwhelming power." After a while, Li Jiuye suddenly said, "Have I, the Li family, ever done anything wrong to the Xiao family?"
"There may be small frictions, but there are really no major conflicts." Xiao Qing did not deny it.
"Then why did you..."
"You and I are not country fools, so there is no need to say more nonsense." Before Li Qiye could finish speaking, Xiao Qing interrupted rudely, "Could it be that the replacement of imperial power in this world is all because of the emperor's crimes? Is that wrong? If you were to say your biggest fault, it would be your lack of moral integrity and lack of ability."
"That's it." Li Jiuye sighed.
"Since the power of the Xiao family has surpassed that of the Li family, why should I let an incompetent person like you sit on the throne and dictate to me?" Xiao Qing said word by word, "Only the most powerful family can , are qualified to become the imperial royal family. The Li family has declined and should abdicate in favor of others."
"Has my Li family really declined?" Li Jiuye said with a slight smile.
"I thought so originally, but now..." Xiao Qing's face turned slightly gloomy, "Suddenly I can't see through you."
"oh?"
"The Nangong family fell inexplicably, and you don't know how to get Wen Dao Academy to take action." Xiao Qing slowly counted, "In addition, the Yuxu Sect suddenly lost contact, and there are a few people who have never seen it outside. Powerful Spirit Master, your methods are far beyond my expectations. If you had shown such ability back then, how could I have thought of trying to seize the throne?"
Li Jiuye had a mysterious smile on his face and nodded slightly, as if he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand, but he was completely confused in his heart. He actually didn't know a single thing about the series of deeds Xiao Qing mentioned, and he didn't even know what was going on outside the palace. Why did several female spiritual masters suddenly appear to help?
Could it be that I did so many amazing things unconsciously?
Looking at Xiao Qing's words, Li Jiuye couldn't help but feel in a trance, almost doubting his own memory.
"Since you know that nothing can be done, why not retreat obediently?" He put on a peaceful expression, "As long as you stop attacking, I promise not to touch the Xiao family at all. How about that?"
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? If I give up now, these allies will definitely leave the Xiao family." Xiao Qing sneered, "Then the Xiao family will be isolated and helpless, and they will be at your mercy?"
"So... what do you want to do? Those traitors were stopped outside the palace." Li Jiuye's voice became very soft, "You should know that as the Emperor of Daqian, I have reached the spiritual level. , you are just a heavenly wheel, do you want to kill me and seize the throne with your eyes?"
Facing Xiao Qing alone, Li Jiuye seemed extremely relaxed, as if the other person's life was in his hands, and he was not in a hurry to kill him.
"Sometimes, the information you have may not be the truth." Xiao Qing's eyes sparkled.
How can it be!
Li Jiuye opened his eyes suddenly and saw an unparalleled powerful aura emanating from Xiao Qing, covering the entire hall in an instant.