In that city in the west, the world in the west, the flow of time slowed down, and finally formed a synchrony with the outside world. However, in the late autumn, the small world ran to the front and winter was already in.

The world is covered with snow.

There are only twelve people in this world, each of whom is separated by one place, but it is close to you. Time has been cut off, but the space is still there, a state of no distance, one step to the end of the world.

Above the world, a crack and a rusty sword from the world spread across the void like a scar of the sky.

All the twelve saints took a step,

At that moment, it seemed as if twelve continents were gathering, as if immortals were carrying the heaven and earth closer. But in a blink of an eye, the mountains and rivers in this world were hidden, and lakes and seas were blending.

Twelve directions come together,

A city formed - Chang'an!

The twelve saints sit in every corner of Chang'an City. This fusion is the most perfect fusion. The structure of Chang'an City is the most perfect city in the world. It can attack and retreat and defend. Even without the heaven and earth striking formation, it is the most charming city.

Many of the twelve saints present had watched the world's No. 1 heroic city in their previous lives or in one life, and they were almost impossible to replicate in the outside world, but it was different in this small world. The twelve saints are the way of heaven.

They could not copy the Heaven and Earth Scaring God Array, but imitating a Chang'an City was in the blink of an eye.

"That's the sword of the world." A saint sat at the head of Chang'an City and sighed.

A monk put his hands together and said, "It is a blessing for the human race to appear in this world. This sword on earth is worthy of being the best in the world!"

"At this point, I'm afraid there's only one to invite him into the city." Another Taoist walked out slowly with a stick in his hand and said, "Zhen Feiqing, the best in the world, and he has mastered the way of no distance. If he leaves the city, he will defeat one by one, and we will have no power to fight back."

"Previously, the six saints of the Tang Dynasty had discovered the strength of Feiqing Zun for us, and they were probably already vaguely transcending the saints. In this way, except for fighting in the city, we have no other way to rely on the right time, place, and people."

"Amitabha," another Buddha appeared and said, "The sword of the human world is hanging above. If it drags on for a long time, I am afraid that this world will not last long."

"Well, then please go to the city!"

"No matter whether it succeeds or fails, this battle has also been selected by the human world when the catastrophe is approaching. I have inquired about it. Before Master Feiqing was known as the world's number one strategist, and now he is the world's number one in cultivation and the world's best combat power. He led the human world to resist the catastrophe. Everyone thinks that everyone will accept it!"

"Who dares not accept it?"

“Great kindness!”

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On the Wudi City, Mu Feiqing looked deep in the distance. After a long time, he sighed slightly and jumped down from the city wall with his hands behind his back.

It slowly fell to the top of the city with a hundred feet of water, and its figure disappeared instantly. The next moment, when it appeared again, it had already changed into a set of clothes, a black dress and a jade crown, without any trace of fireworks on earth, especially a pair of eyes, like a vast starry sky.

He looked at the Chang'an City formed by the small world, and walked over,

It's Chang'an City again,

Over the years, the person who can really compete with him is the battle with the empress in the real Chang'an City seven years ago. That battle was also the most exciting battle so far.

Now, see Chang'an again,

Although it is not Chang'an in the Scared God Array, it is the Chang'an City of the Twelve Saints.

He has a sword called the Sword of the World!

In the Chang'an city to the west, it should be called the Shines of the Sky!

Stepping into the East China Sea, Mu Feiqing looked back at the empress in the army.

The two looked at each other from afar, and the empress chuckled, and she was a little haggard.

She bet on everything in this battle,

She bet on Mu Feiqing about a world and a thousand miles of rivers and mountains.

She just smiled and didn't say anything.

But Mu Feiqing understood her eyes.

The empress left Chang'an City, gave up her invincible body, and personally led 200,000 cavalry to Wudi City. Naturally, it was impossible to watch the fun. She was a deterrent and a determination.

The entire Tang Dynasty could use no less than two million soldiers, and all of them were mobilized by her.

Mu Feiqing wins, the Tang Dynasty is prosperous,

When Mu Feiqing was defeated, she would make a big fuss with him.

At worst, let the world bleed!

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The gates of Chang'an are wide open, and snow is falling.

The streets and eaves in the city are covered with snow, making them very clean.

In the deep winter of this Chang'an City, the wind came from the north last night, and the city was quiet. Because there was no interference from the cold wind, the city wall to the south was covered with a shallow layer of snow.

It looks like a white curtain.

Suddenly,

A footprint appeared among the thin snow on the city walls, and the snowflakes became mixed, slowly, and a figure appeared.

A touch of black clothes appeared in the light snowflakes.

At the city gate, Mu Feiqing appeared.

The sword on earth casts a shadow, and continues to fly and hover around him, turning into a sword energy cage.

A coffin suddenly appeared in the snow.

The coffin is golden and only the size of a palm.

The coffin hit the back of Mu Feiqing's head.

But Mu Feiqing seemed to be unconscious and still moved forward.

The sword meets the coffin.

A loud bang burst out.

The sound is melodious and bright.

Huang Zhong Dalu.

The coffin lid was lifted, and the "clang" sound in the city was loud.

I don’t know if it was shaken by the loud opening of the coffin or by the collision between the sword and the coffin.

Thin snow covered on the city wall, more than ten miles long, fell down, revealing the black color of the city wall.

The snow fell like a curtain, and fell under the city wall. A snow line about half a person was built in front of the city gate. A lame old man was standing there quietly, bowing to Mu Feiqing, stretching out his hand and the coffin suddenly became bigger, covering it like a cage.

Mu Feiqing smiled slightly and stepped out,

This is the law of space,

Just a light step, he carried the endless flying sword, which seemed to be a little more than the snowflakes. He instantly appeared in front of the lame old man, waved his hand and slashed it down with a sword.

"well,"

The lame old man sighed. The way of space, the realm of no distance, is invincible. Among the three thousand great ways, he can definitely rank among the top few. None of the eighteen saints who held the holy order mastered this law.

However, in this small world, they can do it without a distance.

Therefore, although Mu Feiqing's sword was sharp, he could still avoid it. He turned slightly and reached a hundred feet away. After all, Mu Feiqing's sword could not lock his position.

Mu Feiqing naturally never thought that a sword would seriously injure the saint, so he swung his sword again!

But at that moment, he stopped.
Chapter completed!