I have a role in the heavens

His Royal Highness, holding the rice wine in his hand, slowly walked out of the wine stall and came to the main city road in the center of Emperor Wu City. Holding the wine bowl in both hands, he looked at the Wu Tower in the city where the second king in the world, Xianzhi, lived.

On this day, on the bustling main road of Emperor Wudi City, all visitors to Emperor Wudi City and the people in the city saw an unforgettable scene. A young man in rich robes and brocade clothes held a bowl in both hands and said loudly.

"Wang Xianzhi, dare I ask why the clouds in the nine heavens hang down, and why the water in the four seas stands?!"

These words inspired the powerful inner force and resounded throughout the entire Martial Emperor City.

Following these words, Xu Fengnian's mind entered the consciousness of the star mirror. The stars in the sky were reflected in his heart. His whole body was shaken. The stars in his acupoints resonated with the stars that had disappeared from the outside world. The aura on Xu Fengnian's body changed violently. Changes, some mysterious connection with the outside world, and entering the coveted celestial realm.

The white clouds above the nine sky suddenly pressed down by a hundred feet, and the water of the East China Sea nearby outside the city also suddenly rose up to three feet. The seas of clouds connected and the sky and sea turned upside down, making Emperor Wu's city located on the coast of the East China Sea fall into a fantasy. The people in the city exclaimed.

Xu Zongjia looked happy, stood up, and invited the surprised old sword god.

"It's time to go, we can't keep Wang Xianzhi waiting any longer!"

Li Chungang was full of pride and laughed, and then thousands of swords in Emperor Wu's city were unsheathed at the same time, rushing to the sky, all hanging in the air, their sharp swords pointed at the tall buildings in the city.

This majestic spectacle was just a heroic statement from a one-armed old man wearing a sheepskin fur coat.

"Wang Xianzhi, Li Chungang is here to visit Donghai. I will borrow this city-wide sword to fight you!"

The arena is really too big, so most of the people in the arena are relatively forgetful. Their life span is only a hundred years at most, and seventy is a rare event. Li Chungang became famous too early. He became the leader at a young age and was almost invincible at the age of thirty. Looking up, who could compete with him? This old swordsman became famous early and ended early. After losing to his contemporary Wang Xianzhi, the Trojan Horse and Ox were broken, and few rumors flowed into the world. Over time, as confidants and beauties turned to loess one after another, the contemporary world is like some Even the elderly antiques have a vague impression of Li Chungang, let alone those young and middle-aged Jianghu people?

To these people, Deng Tai'a, who is full of immortal energy, is undoubtedly the only sword god in the hearts of people in the world today.

Nearly thousands of swords in Emperor Wu's city were unsheathed, and a shocking sword curtain hung in the air.

Outside the city gate, a tired and somewhat bald old donkey stepped on its hooves and slowly entered the city. A young man dressed as a book boy was riding backwards on the donkey, with a scabbard hanging on his waist. The sword was gone. With a look of regret and regret on his face, he lowered his head and looked at the donkey. complained a middle-aged man leading a donkey.

"Master, I finally saved up some copper coins and broken silver to buy this sword. Then Li Chungang agreed to borrow the sword from the city, so why wouldn't he let me go? We haven't arrived at Emperor Wu City yet. ! Master, you too, just watched the sword fly out of its sheath and didn't help me to stop it. It would be so embarrassing if this matter spread. Where will your face go, master?"

The middle-aged man has an average appearance, but the corners of his mouth are habitually raised, making him look like he is always smiling. Along with this, his unremarkable face has become softer and gentler. He is holding a peach blossom picked from somewhere in his hand. He rotated his fingers gently, looked up at the young man's bitter face, and said with a smile: "Right or wrong is up to you, blame or praise is up to your heart. Don't worry about gains and losses, don't disturb your own mind!"

The old man had luggage on his back and the sword boy was riding on the donkey, which was strange. The middle-aged man looked at the sword boy who was still frowning and smiled again.

"Besides, face is earned by oneself, no matter who else!"

The sword boy didn't care about this at all, he just glanced at the empty scabbard on his waist with distressed eyes, looked at the flying swords all over the sky with reluctance again, and couldn't help but worry.

"Sir, the old sword god just said he wanted to borrow the sword, but he didn't say he wouldn't return it, right? I spent two years saving up to buy it!"

The master is not comforting the anxious sword boy, he is just making trouble.

"It's better not to have it. Since you have this sword, you can't serve the master all day long!"

Although it is said that the sword boy is serving the master, it is not certain who will take care of whom in the current situation.

Xu Zongjia looked at the high-spirited and unruly old swordsman, looked back at the middle-aged man at the city gate, smiled slightly, strolled out, and laughed loudly.

"The clouds of the nine heavens are the steps, and the water of the four seas is the platform! King City Lord, my old friend came to visit me years ago, and I also invite a battle in the East China Sea!"

The voice was not loud, just like whispering in the ear, but it was clearly heard by everyone in Emperor Wu's city. It was several times better than Xu Fengnian's method of stirring up the whole city.

As the words fell, the nine-day clouds suppressed by Xu Fengnian turned into stairs, falling at Xu Zongjia's feet, leading straight to the East China Sea outside the city. Sea water rose above the sea, as high as thirty feet, far away. Beyond just now, Fang Yuan could not see the end at a glance, which made all the warriors look horrified. This method of using clouds to control the sea simply exceeded the imagination of the warriors.

Wang Xianzhi, who had already stood up because of Xu Fengnian's questioning and Li Chungang's invitation to fight, suddenly changed his color, his eyes flashed with light, and he suddenly stepped out of the tall building, straight into the sky, and flew towards the East China Sea. He had already recognized it. The voice of the other party was that of the mysterious man who had fought with him in the air. He had been waiting for a long time for an opponent like this to be able to fight vigorously.

At this time, Deng Tai'a no longer had the calmness he had just now. There was a fighting spirit in his eyes, and a chilling sword intent spread out from his body. He turned his head to look in the direction of the East China Sea, loosened the reins of the donkey in his hand, and In a flash, he also ran towards the sea, leaving only a lingering sound in the air.

"Stay in the city honestly, sir, I'll go watch the battle!"

The sword boy riding the donkey looked anxious and stretched out his hand to stop the master, but there was no middle-aged man in front of him, so he had no choice but to shout in a hurry.

"Master, when you meet the old sword god, don't forget to ask him for my sword back. That's the sword I bought with my hard-earned savings!"

The master's figure froze, and a gentle voice came from the air, full of helplessness and pampering.

"I got it. At worst, I really don't want this face anymore. I'll just help you pick up a sword at the scene!"

In fact, the sword that the sword boy was obsessed with was just a bargain bought at a roadside blacksmith shop for seventeen taels of silver. The material was very ordinary, but it was the sword boy's first sword, so he cherished it very much.

Xu Zongjia stepped up the cloud steps, one step at a time, walked towards the East China Sea, and disappeared into Emperor Wu's city in the blink of an eye.

Li Chungang jumped up and stood on the flying sword. Thousands of swords also flew towards the East China Sea, covering the sky and the sun, which was very spectacular.

Xu Fengnian looked at the two people who had left, took one step forward, and flew towards the city. He wanted to offer Lao Huang a cup of turbid wine so that he could watch this unprecedented battle.