Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 133 Thunderbolt strikes the sky and the earth, will Emperor Yuan dare to fight! 【Ask monthly ticket】

Shu, Jinguan City.

As the world-shattering sword light went away, the sword weapons suspended in the entire city fell like rain one after another, and returned to the hands of everyone in the city.

The sword weapon returned to calm, and the sky was suffocated in the early morning dusk, but it could no longer hold back the rainy season.

Perhaps it was because Mu Yun was cut open, causing the rainwater stored in the cloud to pour out. The rain was surprisingly heavy. The raindrops rolled down the world, smashed on the bluestone ground, and burst into spray, as if they contained swords. gas.

The chaotic and falling raindrops hit the umbrella surface and kept beating.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella, King Jiangling slowly looked back from the sword light that disappeared into the sky, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

"I never thought... Zhao Huangting and An Le would leave the city so quickly."

"It's really vigorous and resolute."

King Jiangling said softly.

"Yesterday, Fang released his sword energy and shouted to Beidi and Yuanmeng Dadu to spend a whole night, and then drive the sword light to cross the river... I am really in a hurry to seek death."

Once Zhao Huangting crossed the river, the King of Jiangling knew very well what it meant.

He didn't believe that someone would challenge Emperor Yuanmeng and return safely with his life. With Emperor Yuanmeng's domineering temperament, he would not allow such a thing to happen.

Therefore, from King Jiangling's point of view, Zhao Huangting must surely die.

"It's good to cross the river... This means that there is an opportunity to attack An Le soon."

Beside him, the Second Prince Zhao Pei had an expectant smile on his lips.

The humiliation on the Jianzhong Stone Platform by the Jianchi Lake is something he will never forget in his life.

Since he, Zhao Pei, has practiced so far, he has never suffered such a loss.

He used the purple qi golden lotus between his eyebrows, and An Le forcibly threw him out of the sword bell stone platform. Even if the world didn't think there was anything wrong, in Zhao Pei's heart, this was an indelible scandal.

He had to kill An Le to wash away this humiliation.

Of course, if he could kill An Le, it would be for the invincibility of An Le.

If he can get the invincible power accumulated in Anle for so long, and he is also in the fifth realm, he will surely be able to break into the sixth realm with ease, train his body to observe the sea of ​​energy, and refine his spirit to achieve great success!
"Your Highness wants to kill him so much?"

King Jiangling looked at the second prince and said with a refined smile.

"Doesn't Uncle Wang want to kill him?" Second Prince Zhao Pei looked at King Jiangling. Even though King Jiangling pretended to be elegant, he still sensed King Jiangling's murderous intent.

"It's not just because An Le disobeyed the emperor, but also because...it will be of great benefit for me to kill him."

"These reasons are enough."

The second prince Zhao Pei said softly.

Li Qingchuan, the real man of Tianshi Mansion, who was seriously injured and had not yet recovered his breath, had a very gloomy expression.

Zhao Huangting's sword strike was quite a blow to him, but he was not the kind of person who couldn't stand the blow.

It's a pity that Zhao Huangting crossed the Canglang River today and entered the Northland, he would definitely die.

Li Qingchuan will never have the chance to take revenge again, but... he can transfer this hatred to An Le, after all, this son is Zhao Huangting's successor.

The green hills and bamboo swords are handed over to Anle, in fact they are no different from master and apprentice.

The teacher's debt should be paid by the apprentice, which is justified.

On this day, as Zhao Huangting's sword energy went straight into the Northland, the whole world seemed to experience a huge shock.

Compared with the north, in the south of the Canglang River, there are more people who want to die in peace.

The undercurrent seems to be mixed with the rainwater falling from the sky, and they merge together into the strange and dangerous Canglang River.

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The terrifying sword glow tore through the sky!
After crossing the Canglang River, the sword light suddenly pulled up and crashed into the Great Wall of Qi and Blood formed by the Qi and blood of the generals of the Yuanmeng Empire!

However, such a mighty Great Wall of Qi and Blood was directly cut open by the extremely bright sword light!

The Sword Immortal from the south, the sword energy contains extremely domineering sword intent, soaring arrogance, even if there is the Great Wall of Qi and Blood ahead, it is unstoppable!

The nine realms of body forging are the pinnacle!
Physical exercise is like climbing a mountain. Only when you climb to the top can you get a glimpse of the invincible scenery.

These generals of the Yuanmeng Empire who continuously bled the Great Wall were not weak, and it was extraordinary to be able to stand in a stalemate with Ye Longsheng and others on the Canglang River battlefield for such a long time!
However, on this day, Zhao Huangting released a little fire of Nirvana, vaguely showing the posture of a half-step land fairy.

The generals of the Yuanmeng Empire knew that Zhao Huangting had released it yesterday, calling for the sword energy of the Northern Land and Yuanmeng Dadu.

He also knew the purpose of Zhao Huangting's trip to the North this time.

Therefore, seeing that Zhao Huangting's aura is like a rainbow, igniting the fire of Nirvana, he is naturally unwilling to face this peerless sword fairy who has burned his life head-on.

If one or two of them were forcibly replaced by this peerless sword fairy before his death, it might have some impact on the Canglang River battlefield.

Therefore, the Great Wall of Qi and Blood was sliced ​​open by the sword light, and twisted silently, directly cutting out a spacious passage.

Zhao Huangting had his hands behind his back, his plain clothes fluttering, and his long eyebrows fluttering.

Stepping on the forefront of the sword light, he crossed the Great Wall of Qi and Blood and went straight to the Northland, and disappeared without a trace in just a blink of an eye!

The Great Wall of Qi and Blood collapsed suddenly, but the sword light left by Zhao Huangting exploded at this moment!

The Yuanmeng generals who let Zhao Huangting cross the river were furious, and they released their blood to suppress the sword energy.

And amidst this chaos, there was a figure on the river with a willow-like sword tied around his waist, carrying a sword box on his back, stepping on the roaring waves, leaping onto the shore, turning into a sword light , silently followed Zhao Huangting's disappearing sword light.

Jian Guang was quickly healed.

A general of the Yuanmeng Empire was full of blood and blood. They stared at Zhao Huangting who was leaving coldly, their eyes full of murderous intent.

Naturally, they also noticed the Wanjuliu who silently rushed past amidst the chaos of sword energy caused by Zhao Huangting.

However, they don't care.

It's nothing to let Zhao Huangting pass or Wan Jieliu pass.

It's easy to cross the river and go north, but it's as difficult as going back to the sky!

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The sword energy galloped over the ground, like a white dragon rolling in the evening clouds.

Zhao Huangting's body faintly had the fire of Nirvana rushing out, and the heart sword given by Master Suzhu suppressed it forcefully, but it was already difficult to completely suppress the beating flame.

However, Zhao Huangting didn't take it seriously, with his hands behind his back, stepping on the sword light, feeling the howling, blowing and slapping on his body, the wind and waves on his face, and a smile on the corner of his lips.

"500 years, what a familiar breath... This is the breath of Middle Earth."

Zhao Huangting was bathed in the breeze, and his mood at this moment was turbulent, complicated and sentimental.

The country has broken mountains and rivers, and the city has deep grass and trees.

When you open your eyes, you can see all the mountains, rivers and lakes below.

An Le stood quietly on the sword light, and looked down at the green mountains and rivers below. He was not familiar with the mountains and rivers of the Northland, but he could feel the trembling body of the old man beside him. emotion.

It was a kind of emotion that was hard to suppress when I returned to my hometown.

An Le watched quietly, and Zhao Huangting waited for him to observe the mountains and rivers in the north. Mostly, he could only take a rough look, not too detailed, because Zhao Huangting had to rush to Yuanmeng Dadu quickly because of Nirvana.

Perhaps, if there is a chance in the future, Anle can use her own legs to measure the world of the Northland on foot.

Zhao Huangting sat down cross-legged, raised his hand to beckon An Le to sit down too.

"Look below, the mountain is gradually flattening. This is the area of ​​Fengxiang Mansion. The old man once hiked in Fengxiang Mansion. Here he drew his sword and angrily killed a group of bandits who committed crimes and murdered the village."

An Le looked down following the old man's pointing finger, and could vaguely see the dilapidated city.

The old man talked about the interesting things he had experienced in Fengxiang Mansion in an unhurried manner, and talked about some famous local snacks and fine wines in Fengxiang Mansion.

Jian Guang continued to gallop, all the way north.

Eight thousand miles is not too far away for the Sword Immortal, but the old man slowed down and looked at the mountains and rivers below him slowly with peace of mind.

"This is the boundary of Jingzhao Prefecture. Have you seen the city far away? It is the famous Chang'an City in the north. It used to be the capital of the capital, but now it has been reduced to the control of a foreign race. It is embarrassing."

"There is a small city outside Chang'an called Lintong, and there is a mountain outside the city called Mount Li... You are in charge of Qingshan, and you can go to Mount Li in the future. There is a ruin there, the genius of the Yuanmeng Empire, and the great rivers and lakes. The geniuses of the power will all explore there, and if you go there, you may have a lot of gains."

Zhao Huangting pointed to the distance.

An Le sat on the sword light, looked up, and saw a magnificent ancient city, looming in the smoke and clouds. It seemed that a strong Yuanmeng in that ancient city had sensed the sword light, and opened his eyes. watch.

The once ancient capital of the former dynasty has now been reduced to the land occupied by the Yuan and Mongolian Empires.

Even An Le felt a little nostalgic.

Following Zhao Huangting's guidance, An Le looked as far as the eye could see, and saw a mountain, above the mountain was shrouded in extremely dense misty clouds, as if they were about to fall into the mountain.

Looking at the mountain, the green mountain at the waist suddenly trembled slightly, An Le raised his hand to stroke it, and that was the only way to suppress the restlessness of the green mountain.

"Lishan?"

An Le murmured, he knew...that mountain must be related to that emperor stone figurine.

Jian Guang didn't go to Chang'an, but went away under the watchful eyes of Yuanshen, the strong man of Yuanmeng in the ancient city.

Zhao Huangting was bathed in the cool breeze of the Northland, and he and Anle kept talking and introducing, pointing to the mountains, rivers and cities he had experienced below, his eyes shone with brilliance, while introducing to Anle, he was also recalling the 500 things in his mind. Memories from years ago.

Qingyang Mansion, Hezhong Mansion, Pingyang Mansion, Daming Mansion...

The names of the big houses jumped out of Zhao Huangting's mouth.

In Qingyang Mansion, Zhao Huangting said that he met Su Muzhe, a woman with a sword hidden between her brows, a heroine who was once full of heroism, and now she has become the owner of Jianchi Palace, but in Zhao Huangting's eyes, Su Muzhe will always It was the heroine who led the white horse back then.

In Hezhong Mansion, Zhao Huangting said that there was a severe drought here, and he and Su Muzhe met a boy who could pick stars here, but the boy cried because he couldn't change the sky and the signs of the drought in the river.

Zhao Huangting took the young man and Su Muzhe who was leading the white horse, and together they beheaded the old dragon in the river bed that didn't cast clouds and rain.

One interesting story after another came from Zhao Huangting's mouth.

With a smile on the corner of An Le's lips, she listened carefully.

It was as if he had also returned to the lush years of Zhao Huangting.

Everyone has a time when they were young, even the old sword fairy who is surrounded by the fire of nirvana and is so magnificent.

It's a pity that flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again.

The traces left by the years are difficult to erase, and people cannot be reborn like flowers, so they can only slowly waste away under the years, becoming what they once could not imagine.

Under Zhao Huangting's description, the mountains and rivers in the north seemed to gradually become vivid and vivid in front of Anle's eyes.

Zhao Huangting's eyes gradually burst into brilliance.

Below, in the passing cities one after another, there are powerful auras bursting out from the strongmen, all of them are staring at Zhao Huangting and An Le above the sword light.

The appearance of these Yuanmeng powerhouses broke Zhao Huangting's reverie and memories of the beautiful mountains and rivers, he frowned slightly, and couldn't help sighing.

"It's a pity that the great rivers and mountains moved south and were handed over to foreign races. The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved."

Zhao Huangting exhaled lightly.

An Le didn't say much, those Yuanmeng experts in the city watched Jian Guang's departure, they seemed to know why Zhao Huangting left.

After all, yesterday's chanting of sword energy has already made all the strong in the North know, but because of the chanting, not many people came to stop it.

These Yuanmeng powerhouses are extremely confident, or they are very confident in the Yuanmeng Emperor. They believe that this sword fairy from the south will definitely not be able to pose any threat to their emperor, and will eventually be defeated by the emperor who is number one in the world. Beat to death, break the sword, twist off the head, hang it on the tower of the capital, and show it to the world.

So, they were happy to watch this joke.

The sword light roared, and continued to go north, the speed became faster and faster, and the words of the old man beside An Le gradually became rare.

He no longer introduced the scenery of mountains and rivers, but looked to the north, and a majestic and majestic city was vaguely reflected in his old and deep pupils.

An Le didn't speak anymore, and her expression became nervous and solemn.

During this trip to the north, he saw mountains and rivers for eight thousand miles, and also shared the old man's youthful years.

He knew that maybe it was time to part ways.

"An Le, look carefully, I once taught you the Three Swords of Ci Pai, but if you take a good look at it today, you will definitely see the true style of the Three Swords of Ci Pai!"

Zhao Huangting stood up from the sword with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.

On the flat ground, an incomparably majestic city emerges, even Anle can capture this oppressive majestic city!
The most important thing is that around Xiongcheng, there seems to be a thick layer of dust billowing on the ground, as if hundreds of rivers flow into the sea, and all of them merge into the city, being absorbed and absorbed by the powerful existence in the city.

"This is the dragon vein, the Middle Earth dragon vein..."

"Emperor Yuanmeng occupied the middle land, so he absorbed the power of the dragon veins to feed back the entire empire. Therefore, Yuanmeng's geniuses and evildoers were rampant, far surpassing Dazhao, Dali and Xiliang..."

"The method of absorbing the power of the dragon's veins to destroy the foundation of Middle-earth, unfortunately, Da Zhao, who gave up Middle-earth, is not even qualified to take charge of it."

"Dragon veins are drawn to feed back the practitioners of the Yuanmeng Empire. However, the people of Middle Earth will suffer from various disasters, such as severe drought, floods, locust plagues... etc. It is difficult to stop."

"This is sucking the blood of the creatures of Middle Earth to strengthen myself!"

"This is the disaster of the alien race!"

Zhao Huangting's eyes were extremely solemn, looking at the rolling earth dragon, his face was heavy and sad.

Sitting on the sword this time to watch thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, Anle naturally saw a lot of scenes. In those big mansions, many cities were dilapidated, many people were dressed in rags, some official roads were littered with corpses, droughts, floods, etc. Such disasters happen.

An Le used to have doubts in his heart, but at this moment, it seems that everything has been explained.

Suddenly, An Le stopped talking.

Because the sword light that had been galloping suddenly began to fall, like a shooting star, falling outside the magnificent city.

The sword energy surged slowly, and the two of them jumped down, stepping on the soil of Middle Earth.

The earth was roaring, and the souls of both of them seemed to be able to clearly feel the pulse of the earth trembling violently.

The sword that shoots the bull fight shoots up into the sky, and then falls into the pineapple sword box behind it.

Su Yi gradually calmed down, and her long eyebrows stopped flying.

In the distance, a figure came galloping with a sword, it was none other than Ten Thousand Willows from Jianchi Palace.

After Wan Jieliu arrived, he didn't speak, but silently followed An Le's side. He knew very well that his mission on this trip was to protect An Le and let her return safely.

Zhao Huangting stood on the ground, looking at the extremely majestic city that rose from the ground, the figures under this city were as insignificant as ants.

"Anle, I know that you have pride in your heart, and I also know that you have great ambitions. Today, I will take you north to see the mountains and rivers. Naturally, I have expectations for you. In the past, I just wanted you to watch a big show, and watch a show full of heroism. , but today, I want you to understand that this Emperor Yuanmeng... is number one in the world, but... is not invincible!"

"The emperor of the Zhao family in the Tianxuan Palace of Lin'an Prefecture has been afraid of him for 500 years."

"I want you to see that it is not invincible, but to be fearless."

"I hope that one day, you will be like a fire, burning from the south to the north, and burning up the grasslands of the Yuanmeng Empire that covered the middle land!"

"Just like the sentence you wrote in the Chunwei exam question."

"Eliminate the barbarians and restore Middle Earth!"

Zhao Huangting said word by word.

Talking about his expectations and hopes for Anle.

Zhao Huangting, as the royal family of Great Zhao, shouldn't have said such words, but seeing the broken earth, mountains and rivers today, he has mixed feelings in his heart, so he looks forward to it.

Zhao Huangting looked at An Le, the light in his eyes was like starlight.

An Le was stunned.

Behind An Le, Wan Juliu's eyes flashed with surprise, and then returned to calm.

The wind in the north was a bit chilly, the old man raised his hand, patted An Le's shoulder, and smiled easily.

"Now you don't need to think too much, open your heart, open your eyes, and watch this scene happily..."

"Big crisp!"

The words fall.

Zhao Huangting turned around, and walked towards the mighty city Dadu on the terrestrial land.

The beginning is a small step, and the steps are not even a foot.

Then the pace began to expand, and the soles of the feet stepped on, as if the blood-soaked mud splashed due to the war.

In the end, his figure was like a peerless light skill, and his strides were like leaps and bounds.

Step by step, it seems to be measuring the mountains and rivers of Zhongtu!

Baizhang away from Xiongcheng.

When the old man was striding forward, he raised his hand, touched it between his eyebrows, and gently pulled it outward like a flower.

A seven-color glazed heart sword was pulled out bit by bit from the old man's Niwan Palace!

When Guru Suzhu's heart sword was completely drawn out.

This strange sword immediately fell apart, and the colorful rays of light turned into endless sword energy.

The sword energy intertwined vertically and horizontally, turning into a vast sea!

The old man was striding forward on the vast sea, and every time he took a step, the red flame of Nirvana jumped out of his body.

Above the ten thousand zhang sky, the sea of ​​clouds tore apart, as if there were purple thunder and lightning snakes intertwined and surging.

On the ground, in the sea of ​​sword energy.

The old man turned into a scarlet thunderbolt, and with his sword energy, he slammed into the majestic city that stretched across the sky!
"Emperor Yuan, dare to fight!"

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