It's about a foot and a half long, and you can see the ancient knife patterns and strong knife blades.
Obviously, the broken sword is at least a mysterious weapon.
laugh.
At this moment, Yun Feimo seemed to have transformed into a 'man and sword' in front of Lin Jie.
She is the knife.
The knife is her.
boom.
A 100-meter-long sword suddenly pulled out from the ground as if out of thin air, and struck in front of the huge Xuan Yaksha who was approaching Bianlan City.
"powerful!"
Lin Jie looked at Daomang and then at Yun Feimo.
He couldn't feel any sword skills or any domineering momentum.
The sword light left in mid-air seemed to be created by a single thought.
"Yun Feimo, is that you?"
The huge Xuan Yaksha was forced back, and there was a vibrating roar of anger from above.
"Princess Zhenguo!"
Refugees are crazy about it.
The defenders, nobles, warriors on the city wall, as well as countless people in Bianlan City, all stared at the half-moon-shaped sword light in shock.
"Princess Zhenguo."
"One sword conquers the country."
"The clouds are not ink."
The man's unwilling roar came from above Xuan Yaksha again.
"She imagined the knife as herself."
Lin Jie, who was only a foot behind, looked at Yun Feimo silently.
That knife in mid-air.
The knife in the small town.
Lin Jie kept meditating in his mind.
"A sword like this requires deep energy."
"This sword must be mastered."
"This sword must contain superb martial arts skills."
"This sword must be at the Yuan Xiang realm to be used."
"The most obvious thing about this sword is the mentality, that is, the strong are fearless."
Lin Jie, who was meditating, gradually seemed to see how the knife was formed.
"Yes, when I step into the Yuan Xiang realm, I can also wield that sword. My biggest weakness now is that I am too weak in cultivation."
With a sneer, Lin Jie came to his senses.
He looked up and saw that the huge Xuan Yaksha was retreating and disappearing.
Apparently, even bats and other animals were frightened by the light of the sword.
What's more, they are the remnants of the Yintian Sect.
The Fire Cloud Arrow also stopped, and the Poison Corpse also fell down and made no movement as if dead.
The refugees started cheering and knelt down to Yun Feimo.
"Lin Jie, how about serving our country, Yun?"
At this time, Yun Feimo stood with his hands behind his hands, turned around and said calmly.
After a while, after considering it, Lin Jie nodded: "Yes, but Princess, my ambition is not the Yun Kingdom, but to become the most powerful swordsman in the world."
"The strongest swordsman in the world?"
Hearing this, Yun Feimo looked at Lin Jie intently.
After a long while, she nodded: "You can leave at any time. At this moment, you are a member of the state-owned enterprise in our town."
"Um."
Lin Jie nodded.
At this time, Yun Feimo walked towards Bianlan City.
The refugees knelt all the way and did not move for a long time.
The city gate opened, and a large number of soldiers came out. The cavalry came out and dismounted, and they all knelt down.
Yun Feimo takes one step and thousands of people kneel down.
"Thank you for your hard work, Princess."
Under the city gate, an old man in a wide robe stepped out of a carriage made of gold. He took Jiang Feng and other powerful men with him and knelt down to Yun Feimo from a distance.
Jiang Feng took a cold look at Lin Jie.
"oh?"
Lin Jie sensed hostility and murderous intent, and couldn't help but see Jiang Feng.
Also, those strong men from the Evil-Slaying Alliance near Jiang Feng.
"Little rain."
At this time, he could not take care of the Evil-Slaying Alliance, and was looking for Lin Mengyu among the refugees on both sides.
"Looking for your sister?"
After hearing this, Yun Feimo thought of something.
Lin Jie said eagerly: "Yes."
"Yun Zhonghou."
At this time, Yun Feimo came to the front of the old man in broad robes who dominated everyone, glanced at Lin Jie, and Lin Jie drew a portrait to the old man.
The old man is the city lord of Bianlan City, Yun Lie.
Title, Yunzhonghou.
"That's him, Senior Wu Tian."
Among the warriors at the rear.
Jiang Bu glared at Lin Jie fiercely and bowed to Wu Tian, the old man next to him.
Wu Tian gritted his teeth: "I am actually so valued by Princess Zhenguo."
"My wise child."
Jiang Bu thought of the dead Jiang Zhi.
…
Yunzhong Imperial Palace.
True to its name, the Imperial Palace is a large palace.
There is an independent back palace in the depths.
Lin Jie followed the servants to lead the way to the Independence Palace.
"Sir, this is given to you by the princess."
The servant left another treasure box.
Lin Jie took a look and saw that inside there were thirty portions of middle-grade Yuan Liquid, one hundred low-grade Yuan Stones, and a gold scroll worth fifty million taels of gold.
Yun Feimo's actions are not as generous as usual.
The value of this treasure box even exceeds Xuancheng.
After cleaning his body and wounds, Lin Jie drank the essence liquid.
Come to the window and look out at Bianlan City.
To Lin Jie, Bianlan City was a royal capital.
It is a hundred times larger than Xuancheng, with tall buildings and bright lights.
"Xiaoyu..."
For a long time, Lin Jie still couldn't calm down.
The shadow of Lin Mengyu has always been in my mind.
Sitting down cross-legged, he picked up the Yuan Stone and began to absorb it.
He also drank the Yuan liquid from time to time to improve his realm.
With these resources, breaking through the four realms of Hegemony is not a problem.
At this moment, there is a main hall in the imperial palace.
City Lord Yun Lie is sitting above, and below is Yun Feimo.
There are also some young warriors standing respectfully, they should all be royal warriors.
Yun Lie, who was above him, suddenly said: "The Wu family, the Lin family, and the Mei family all want Lin Jie to die, giving their lives for life."
"As the helmsman, Mei Bashui's cultivation level should be close to the Yuanxiang realm. How was he killed by Lin Jie?"
As for Yun Feimo, I don't care about that.
"Mei Qingying admitted it herself."
Yun Lie said.
"Mei Qingying, after many years, she has now grown into the owner of Ziyan Valley."
Yun Feimo was stunned for a moment, as if he was reminiscing.
Yun Lie said solemnly: "The princess, the Wu family, the Jiang family, and the Ziyun Valley want Lin Jie to die. The combined power of the three families is no less than our royal family."
"Three companies working together?
So what?"
Unexpectedly, Yun Feimo's disdainful snort echoed throughout the hall.
When everyone heard this, they were all in awe.
Yun Feimo's expression suddenly solidified: "Let's put it aside in advance. The alliance between Yintian Sect and Ning State is a big deal. If it is not handled well, Yun State will be in danger of being destroyed."
"Ning Guo actually used despicable methods and used the Yintian Sect to deal with us."
Above, Yun Lie was so angry that he smashed the table to pieces.
…
Late at night, the moonlight is like weaving.
boom!
Lin Jie, who had absorbed the Yuan Stone, burst out from sitting cross-legged with breakthrough energy.
There are three layers of glow floating faintly between the eyebrows, and there is also purple energy jumping on top of the head.
"Hegemony, Three Realms."
In just two days, Lin Jie, who was focused on nothing else, reached another level with the cooperation of Yuan Shi and Yuan Ye.
Of course, the greatest contribution must be attributed to the Evil God Art.
If it weren't for such heaven-defying skills, no matter how many resources there were, they wouldn't be able to use them.
"Use the last Yuan Stone and Yuan Liquid to break through the four realms of Hegemony."
Lin Jie did not stand up, but still sat cross-legged and swallowed the essence liquid.
Before I knew it, it was the fourth day.
boom.
Lin Jie opened his eyes, and the sword-shaped Yuangang was like a flash flood erupting.
"The Four Realms of Hegemony."
He roared domineeringly.
"As your realm improves, your Yuan Li will improve and transform."
Lin Jie carefully absorbed a trace of ancient aura from the white bones containing the law of wind.