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Accompanied by Sima Annan's heartbreaking words, under the setting sun at dusk outside the entire city of Liantai, a thunderclap exploded on the ground, and at the same time, a beam of thunder fell from the nine heavens, shining brightly in the world.

The thunder light is the sword light. In the entire land of Baolian swords, the one who can summon the sky-shocking thunder with a sword is none other than Thunder Lotus Sword Master.

In the next moment, the thunder that tore through the void instantly condensed into a sword of rushing thunder that pierced down. While the sword poured out a dazzling white light, streaks of thunder splattered over it, blasting the sword below in a mighty manner. above the pavilion.

Then Lei Jian entered the pavilion, and then on the surface of the ordinary, pitch-black sword pavilion, one rune after another was lit up at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, the vast sword intent shot up into the sky, showing its sharpness.

Every rune on this solitary pavilion presents the appearance of a small sword with a handle, and all of them radiate an extremely strong thunder light.

Then, as Sword Master Lei Lian stood up, the runes of each rune sword were lowered at the same time, and the vast sword energy began to outline the law of the sword in the depths of the void, covering the entire sword pavilion layer by layer.

For a moment, the solitary pavilion outside Liantai City directly became a dazzling Thunder Sword Prison, trapping the three Zhao Yu inside it.

"Hiss."

Afterwards, thunder and sword cries filled the void, and at the same time Sword Master Lei Lian, who stood up, took a step forward, raised his right hand, and a thunder sword was condensed in his hand, visible to the naked eye outside the pavilion The sword of law trembled at the same time, shining brightly.

"You Qinglian Sword Sect, do you want to start a war with my Daxia?"

Because of the raging sword energy, Sima Annan's white clothes rolled violently. After the extremely cold voice came out, a stern look appeared on the former's handsome face, and the voice of each word once again lingered between heaven and earth:

"The Lord of the Great Xia is here, according to the laws of the Great Xia, whoever dares to raise his sword to His Majesty is the sworn enemy of the Great Xia, and will be killed no matter how far away.

"So Sword Master Leilian, you might as well raise your sword and have a try, to see if my Great Xia can kill all directions in your Baolian Sword Field just like the Holy Court!"

Although Sima Annan's words were not hoarse, they contained extremely strong killing intent. The Great Xia has its own rules, and anyone who raises his sword against Zhao Yu is the sworn enemy of all the people of the Great Xia.

Kill it!

In the next moment, the entire sword pavilion outside the city of Liantai became tense, like a bowstring that had been stretched to its limit, and might explode directly in the next moment.

In the dark world, how dazzling this sword pavilion was, and then all the sword cultivators' gazes were directly locked on Sword Master Leilian holding the sword.

This middle-aged sword cultivator with a square face is famous throughout the Central Plains of the Taixuan Land for his wild sword skills. With his usual style, he will definitely not let it go.

Therefore, a large number of trembling sword cultivators subconsciously reached out and held the hilt behind their backs, raising the vitality in their bodies to the limit.

Dao Dao Jian Yi began to soar into the sky, the formation that was originally regarded as a sword ceremony, but now it directly became a killing formation, soaring straight to the nine heavens.

At the same time, the female sword cultivator Fan Xing who had unknowingly come outside the sword pavilion raised her foot forward, looked at Zhao Yu who was still sitting behind the desk while surrounded by countless Thunder Sword Intent Laws. Why, a fear suddenly rose in my heart.

Then Fanxing, who was rolling in the sword robe on his body, clenched his fists tightly, and fine beads of sweat also appeared on his forehead, and then his pupils shrank fiercely, because the Leilian Sword Master who was holding the sword downward in the pavilion, under the eyes of everyone, , began to lift slowly.

The long sword intertwined with purple electricity drew an arc and slowly moved upwards, and then the sound of all the surrounding sword cultivators inhaling together formed a wave-like roar. At the same time, Sima Annan also raised the folding fan in his hand .

The confrontation is just a moment away!

In the next moment, in the nick of time, an old right hand stretched out beside him, and pressed the right hand of Sword Master Lei Lian who was raising the sword, and then Sword Master Liantai's voice rang in everyone's ears:

"Lei Lian, when our four sects merged into the Qinglian Sword Sect, we set the rules. When there is disagreement, the opinions of the old people prevail."

After the words fell, Sword Master Lei Lian turned his head, did not speak, nor did he refute, then the right hand of the old woman in Liantai continued to exert force, pressing down the former's hand holding the sword little by little, and continued to speak:

"The archenemy of Baolian Sword Land is the holy court, and she will not make enemies hastily again. Lei Lian is impatient. I hope His Majesty, the Lord of the Northern Territory, is no wonder."

Chapter 1821

The crimson sunset that was gradually sinking under the ups and downs, after consuming the last ray of light and heat, completely dissipated, and then the overwhelming darkness struck.

But this burst of darkness didn't run rampant for a long time, and it began to be severely challenged again.

Because on the surface of the sword pavilion outside the city of Liantai, the thunder rune that lit up suddenly, and the thunder light that pierced through the nine heavens, were emitting a particularly glaring light outward.

The thunder light flickered, and the aura was extremely turbulent, indicating that the violent battle between Baolian Swordland and Daxia was about to break out, but this light did not continue to increase, but slowly weakened with the downward pressure of the Liantai Sword Master's outstretched right hand .

"call."

The girl Fanxing looked at the long sword that was being gradually suppressed by Sword Master Lei Lian in the sword pavilion ahead, and slowly let out a breath. At some point, her whole body was already drenched with sweat, her whole body was soft, and she couldn't help but groan. Take a step back.

Inside the sword pavilion, the right hand of Sword Master Liantai pressing down on the Purple Thunder Sword was extremely old, but it was vigorous and powerful. He still pressed down the long sword inch by inch, and at the same time kept the Thunder Sword glow away from the person sitting in front of him. the young emperor.

From the beginning to the end, in Zhao Yu's dark eyes, there was not much emotional ups and downs. Even though the whole surrounding sword intent was gushing out wildly, and even the entire sword pavilion was shrouded in the law of swordsmanship, the eyes of the young emperor were still like a flat lake, without any waves .

Between heaven and earth, the strong is king.

Da Xia can have no fear of Baolian Swordland, but Baolian Swordland can no longer make enemies, which is the reason why Lotus Terrace Sword Master is subdued at this time.

Even if the sword cultivators of the Qinglian Sword Sect didn't know the true strength of Da Xia, and even if the actions of the Lotus Terrace Sword Master might shatter the hearts of most of the sword cultivators, she had no choice but to do so.

Then, in the sword pavilion, the old voice from the sword master of the lotus platform continued to come out:

"Your Majesty, Lord of the Northern Territory, my Qinglian Sword Sect has said from the very beginning that my sect makes friends, not enemies, so no matter whether this covenant can be concluded or not, you are all honored guests."

As soon as the words fell, Sword Master Liantai completely pressed down the sword in the hands of Sword Master Liantai, whose face was ashen, but did not say a word, stood up and took a step forward, staring at Zhao Yu in front of him, his voice softened a lot, and rang out again :

"Although His Majesty the Lord of the North has misunderstood my sect's goodwill, I still hope that His Majesty will regard peace as the most important thing."

"My Daxia is not a bloodthirsty person. People don't offend Daxia, and Daxia won't offend people."

The faint emperor's voice came out of Zhao Yu's mouth, and then the young emperor stood up from behind the desk, and the steady emperor's voice continued:

"This time I was invited by the suzerain of the Taiqing Sect to come across thousands of mountains and rivers from the northern border, so I naturally did not bring hostility.

"However, if someone thinks that I'm new here, and that I don't know much about the Central Plains of the Great Xia Taixuan, and they have misguided thoughts, it's a pity. Over the years, those who have such thoughts have died."

As soon as Zhao Yu said the word death, the hairs of all the sword cultivators around stood on end, as if a sharp sword was hanging above their heads, which made people shudder.

Afterwards, Zhao Yu, who was under everyone's gaze, turned around slowly and walked outside the sword pavilion. The steady emperor's voice continued to sound:

"I would like to thank everyone in Baolian Swordland for their hospitality, the troubled times have come, just like the two characters of ups and downs in the straight path of the noble sect, I will also send these two characters to you.

"The current situation of your Qinglian Sword Sect is not good, so you, Sword Master Liantai, you should get rid of the superficial scenery and sink into your heart to find the answer."

When Di Yin fell, Liang Po, who was as big as a little giant behind Zhao Yu, took a step forward, raised his hands, and stretched them directly to the front.

At this time, in front of Liang Po, there were countless streaks of thunder sword energy visible to the naked eye, and even the void was shattered like spider webs because of the violent sharpness.

Until now, these sword cultivators who had lived in Liantai City for countless years realized that this lonely sword pavilion standing outside the city was actually a powerful Taoist weapon.

"This person actually wants to use his fleshy palm to tear apart the Thunder Sword Qi, is he afraid that he will not die fast enough?"

Looking at Liang Po's movement of raising his hand and stretching forward, the surrounding sword cultivators let out an exclamation, and then the rest of the cultivators followed up and said:

"This sword pavilion is carved with ancient sword patterns, which can directly communicate with the purest principle of the original sword. Even if the land gods and immortals are trapped in it, it is extremely difficult to get out, let alone this The bald guy is still so young."

A lot of discussion lingered in my ears, and then beside the girl Fanxing, the female sword cultivator of the Binglian lineage with a bad complexion, stared hard at the front, and the voice came out:

"The guys from the northern border have never seen the world. If they cause casualties because of their bravery, they can't be blamed on me, Qinglian Sword Sect."

The eyes of the female cultivator of the Binglian lineage had a strong look of gloating, but as the sword master of the lotus platform who presides over the overall situation, he naturally couldn't just watch the situation calm down, but disputes broke out again.

Then the old woman in black hurriedly turned her head and said to Sword Master Lei Lian:

"Lei Lian, hurry up and put away this sword pavilion and thunder array."

The words of Sword Master Liantai hadn't finished yet, but Sima Annan's voice sounded directly on the other side:

"Your Majesty Liantai doesn't need it, the world is so big, it's not impossible for my Great Xia to walk out of a sword pavilion."

Just as Sima Annan finished speaking, Liang Po's huge hands directly reached into the densely intertwined sword law in front of him.

In the next breath, all the sword cultivators who watched this scene were stunned and exclaimed:

"How is this possible? The pure law of the sword is shrouded outside the sword pavilion. Why is there no reaction at all?"

I saw that under the sound of shouts, Liang Po's hands seemed to be directly inserted into a pool of clear water, without any hindrance, reaching into the law of the sword in front of him, and then gently pawing outward.

All the expected sword roars, thunder, and flesh and blood flying all over the place did not appear.

Under Liang Po's hands, the densely intertwined laws of swordsmanship, like a lost lamb caught in an endless abyss, instantly became extremely chaotic and confused.

Even the intertwined sharp edges seemed to disappear, completely forgetting its own mission to cut everything, and circling back and forth, like fish wandering around begging for viewing, causing the surrounding sword cultivators to drop their jaws in shock.

In the next breath, Liang Po's big hand, which was several times bigger than ordinary people, grabbed the sword law in front of him and tore it outward.

"His!"

Accompanied by a low cry, the entire kendo thunder formation was torn apart without any fanfare and a huge portal was opened.

In the next breath, Liang Po turned sideways, guarding Zhao Yu with Sima Annan on the left and right, walked out of the sword pavilion slowly, and at the same time walked into the darkness of night outside the pavilion.

The back of the young emperor was still thin and straight, but for some reason, all the sword cultivators around him didn't dare to look up.

This is a very contradictory emotion.

He obviously couldn't feel the excessive power, but infinite fear arose deep in his heart.

This is exclusive to Zhao Yu's traits.

Two kinds of romance, made by one family!

Chapter 1822 Long Xiao Welcomes the Emperor

With the gradual weakening of the turbulent energy outside the city of Liantai, the billowing darkness began to speed up and envelope the vast core land of the Central Plains.

However, the changes in the surrounding night were difficult for the sword cultivators outside the pavilion to take into account, because they had an indescribable emotion intertwined in their sea of ​​consciousness at this time.

From the beginning to the end, the young emperor from Great Xia and the far north did not show too much majesty, nor did he give people an incomparably powerful look like the previous raging Holy Court Martial Palace Overhaul. Invincible posture.

The only thing that made a move was Liang Po's understatement of tearing open the sword cage.

But for some reason, they feel that the figure in front of them that is walking out is getting taller and taller, more and more magnificent, directly occupying the space between the sky and the earth.

"It always feels a little weird, as if something is missing?"

A murmuring voice came from the mouth of the sword cultivators outside the pavilion, and then one of them thought for a while, and continued to speak in a low voice:

"Maybe the lord of the northern border is too young, or maybe he didn't wear the majestic imperial robe that everyone worshiped.

"This makes us subconsciously think that the King of the Northern Territory is just an ordinary young man, and the entire Qinglian Sword Sect is overwhelmed by such an ordinary young man, and even wants to give in. If it were any other person, they would also feel uncomfortable in their hearts."

As soon as the words came out, the faces of the people around who heard the words froze, and finally nodded, and echoed:

"That's the reason. In fact, that young white-clothed boy brother is right. After all, it's the difference in one's own strength, hey."

After the sigh fell, another low voice sounded immediately:

"This Great Xia is so mysterious, even the Lord of Great Xia dared to go to the banquet alone with only two people. You may wish to think about his strength hidden behind the thick fog."

"That's really hard to say, but Sword Master Guanliantai is careful everywhere, even forcing Sword Master Lei Lian not to make a move, so he will definitely not be too weak.

"And another point, Guang Guang's bald man was able to easily tear apart the sword intent law outside the sword pavilion's cage, which shows that he is at least an extremely powerful overhaul."

"Sometimes the more mysterious it is, the more people dare not act rashly. No matter whether the new overlord of the northern border is really so strong, after this storm, my precious lotus sword will definitely make infinite waves again."

With a sighing voice, it came out from the mouth of an old sword cultivator, and then for some reason, he began to notice the darker and darker night around him, and with a lonely voice, it came out again:

"This time, Sword Master Liantai insisted on subduing himself and begging for peace. If this matter spread to the outside world, it would definitely hurt Qinglian Sword Sect's face, and it would also make a large number of monks in the sect feel dissatisfied.

"If Liantai Zun can't come up with a convincing explanation, I'm afraid this time it won't be good. The time of Baolian Sword Land's union is still too short, so short that there is still a huge gap between the sword cultivators of each branch. .

"The Holy Court has just been raging like no one's land, and here they bowed their heads to Daxia. Many sword cultivators have already begun to doubt whether the matter of the Hezong is still correct."

As soon as the old sword cultivator's voice fell, another high-ranking sword cultivator at the side released his hand from the hilt behind his back, and responded:

"Actually, this is the consequence of a wavering sword heart. Once our sword heart shakes, we will fall into a vicious circle of self-denial. This is a big taboo."

After finishing speaking, the sword cultivator raised his head and continued to stare at the back of the young man walking towards the carriage not far away, and the voice continued to say:

"Actually, Benxiu still expects this Great Xia to show a crushing strength. The creatures in the world are actually very strange. Once the opponent's strength is too much stronger than his own, it will not shake his Dao heart.

"At the same time, it can also dispel the doubts of the rest of the sect about the decision made by Liantai Zun, and maintain the unity within the Qinglian Sword Sect."

As soon as this remark came out, the old Jianxiu beside him frowned, and a harsh voice sounded:

"Confused, I think your sword heart is also distorted, and you have such a ridiculous idea."

As soon as the words of the old sword cultivator fell, in the sword pavilion in front of which the light of the runes gradually dissipated, the sword master on the lotus platform flying in black came out. Immediately afterwards, the latter looked forward with his old eyes, and suddenly said:

"Your Majesty Lord of the Northern Territory, it's getting late now, why don't you go to Liantai City not far away to rest for the night first?"

The voice of the old woman in black came far away in the dark night, making the doubts on the faces of the sword cultivators even stronger, and there were even cold snorts of extreme dissatisfaction.

Then Zhao Yu, who was walking towards the carriage beside Fushen Straight Road, stopped and turned around slowly, his majestic and steady eyes shot out from his ebony pupils, looking at the Lotus Terrace Sword Master in the distance.

A hint of appreciation appeared in Zhao Yu's black eyes. It is true that regardless of the previous decision of Sword Master Qinglian, this old woman in black is a rare person who can see the situation clearly.

"At the age of the old man, I have already looked down on the so-called honor, shame and dignity. All I know is that if I offend the Great Xia in the north today, it will mean that it will be difficult to move an inch in the north in the future.

"That is to cut off the retreat of the world's sword cultivators. I can't afford this crime, and neither can you."

The low voice lingered in the ears of the other three sword masters in the pavilion, and then Liantai Master showed a smile on his face, bowed to the front, and continued to speak loudly:

"The Liantai City is not far ahead, and it is the first time your country has come to the Taixuan Central Plains, and the route must be very unfamiliar. It just so happens that my Qinglian Sword Sect also needs to go to the Tianxia Daohui, and I can accompany you tomorrow. It can also be regarded as showing the friendship of the landlord.”