Xiahou still couldn't understand what it meant for two friends from aristocratic families to duel in the royal palace in a special place like Anyi. What they were betting on was all their reputation and honor. Once they lost, all members of their clan would lose.

The arrogant son who is favored by his wife will immediately be deprived of all his power by the elders in the family, and will directly become a miserable character worse than the illegitimate son raised by his wife.

Every few years, there are always a few unlucky Wu family disciples who lose in duels between friends and guests, and instantly fall from the high clouds into the dust.

Although the duel was between Youke and Youke, what Youke held on his sword was not only his own life, but also the face and status of his master.

Before Xiahou came to Anyi, due to the special situation of the Xingtian family, Xingtian Dafeng and the others had been oppressed by Xiang Liurou's friends for several years.

Don't look at Liu Rou and his friends, the experts they hired from all over Kyushu.

Seeing that the younger generation of the Xingtian family who had appeared in the royal court was about to be completely overwhelmed by Xiang Liurou and take away all his prestige, Xiahou appeared out of thin air. On the first day after arriving in Anyi, he killed Xiang Liurou and the others.

The three friends were beaten to pieces. Xiang Liurou felt that she had been offended. How could she not use all her strength to regain her face?

Therefore, he immediately sent out the most powerful swordsmen recruited by his men, and even spent a lot of money to gain connections with the Hei Mingsen family, and deliberately met with Xingtian Dafeng and the others on the palace grounds on the day of the Royal Court Conference.

A big fight.

Xiang Liurou has full confidence in his swordsman and firmly believes that he can win. Then he can completely overwhelm Xingtian Dafeng and the others, prove his excellence to the elders of his family, and thereby gain greater influence in the family.

Power, more privileges, more masters and secrets.

In order to stimulate Xingtian Dafeng and the others to accept the proposal of a duel in the palace grounds, Xiang Liurou adopted Shen Gongkun's suggestion and deliberately insulted the Xingtian brothers with odds of one to ten, forcing them to refuse to fight. But Xiang Liurou and the others

A group of people did not expect that the Xingtian brothers, who were usually very poor, could actually find such a huge sum of money to gamble. Instead, they were so frightened by the dozens of carts of treasure that they almost fainted.

Xingtian Dafeng and the others had the same reason. They managed to reverse the unfavorable situation in Anyi and proved that they were no weaker than Xiang Liurou. They had no reason or possibility to refuse this duel. Especially they also believed that according to Xiahou

With his strength, he should be able to win, right? After all, Xiahou once killed four ninth-level shamans. Moreover, the Xingtian brothers still remember Xiahou’s elf-like sword light and the sword flower blooming in the air!

Xiahou, who didn't know what was going on, was surrounded by sergeants and rushed along the widest street in Anyi City. He soon reached the end of the road, where there was nothing more than a low wall and a small door.

Xiahou, who still didn't understand what was happening, suddenly felt as if he was passing through a layer of viscous liquid. An idea flashed in his mind: "Restriction!"

Bai screamed uneasily a few times, stretched out his sharp claws, and white light flashed in his eyes, ready to pounce.

And in front of them, a huge city gate had appeared. The hundred-foot-high city wall was completely black, with countless sharp iron piles protruding from the wall, and it was densely covered with sharp spikes. The palace gate was even more

Towering into the clouds and a hundred feet wide, a dozen or so black-clad wizards in robes and high crowns were walking in and out like ants. Inside the gate, there was a huge corridor with countless extremely high totem stone pillars on both sides.

The stone pillars thrust straight into the sky, and each pillar was either flashing with fire, or entwined with thunder, or spewing misty water vapor, or even countless branches and leaves grew out of the stone pillars. The vitality on the pillars was frighteningly abundant.

, the vitality of various attributes that was almost condensed into a solid body fell down one after another.

At the end of the twenty-mile-long corridor, there is a mountain-like building. The hall from the ground to the top is divided into nine floors that become smaller and smaller as you go up. Between each floor, there are neat

There are 810 steps in total. Each step is extremely wide, extremely thick, and extremely steep, making the highest hall so unattainable.

This is the main hall of the Great Xia Palace! And on the walls of each floor of the hall, huge statues were carved with the most clumsy knife skills. What made Xiahou stunned and almost screamed in fear was those patterns. It was Xiahou

Extremely familiar.

Pangu created the world, Nuwa kneaded the earth to create humans, the two gods of water and fire fought madly, and Nuwa made stones to mend the sky. Finally, the gods killed Gon, and Gon gave birth to Dayu, who led the people to open mountains and control floods. And the Emperor of Heaven gave orders.

The scene of the gods cutting off the sacred trees and cutting off the passage between heaven and earth. This pattern is a story that Xiahou has heard countless times in his previous life.

"Da Xia, Da Xia! Dayu who controls the floods!" Xia Hou felt dizzy for a while. What kind of world has he come to? In other words, what kind of dynasty has he come to?

The commander of the Black Boy Army next to him looked at Xiahou in surprise and said with a smile: "Brother Chihu, I didn't expect that you also know the story of King Yu's water control? Ha, King Dayu is our third emperor of Great Xia.

A king of a generation. He is the son of the God of Heaven, and his subordinates at that time are the ancestors of the major witch families today. And the king who inherited the blood of the God of God is the most powerful witch in our Great Xia!"

Xiahou, whose muscles were stiff all over, numbly got off the Black Guards, and walked towards the palace under the escort of several Black Guards generals.

After walking for about ten miles, they once again passed through a layer of restrictions, and the front suddenly opened up, revealing a huge square.

On the square, which is hundreds of miles long and wide, stands nine extremely huge bronze round tripods.

There is a three-legged round tripod in the center, and eight others surround it, which just occupies the position of the nine states in the world. These nine huge bronze round tripods, which are nearly a thousand feet high, are carved with countless monster patterns, countless mountains, rivers, and trees, and more.

There are fine and dense inscriptions on the round tripod, as if they are alive. The round tripod is mottled with the color of wind and frost, and it is obviously an ancient relic from who knows how many years ago.

Xiahou groaned feebly and sat down on the ground, staring blankly at the nine round tripods.

The round tripod in the middle is in the zone with him

53 Isn’t the target object found exactly the same? Xiahou even remembered that he was leaning on one of the tripod legs, detonating all the power in his body. Before he died, he clearly wrote down the carvings on the tripod leg.

All the patterns are exactly the same as the one in front of you.

The generals of the Black Army did not laugh at Xiahou who suddenly fell to the ground. Instead, they bowed deeply to the big cauldron with great reverence and said in a low voice with great solemnity and solemnity: "This is King Yu's flood control."

After that, we collected the copper from Kyushu to forge the artifact, the Kyushu Tripod. This artifact has suppressed countless monsters and countless ghosts and gods throughout Kyushu, and it is our national weapon in Daxia!"

Xiahou just stared at the nine round tripods blankly, and asked in the language of his previous life without any consciousness: "Is it you who brought me here?"

It seemed like countless years had passed, but in reality it was just a blink of an eye. The round tripod in the center suddenly made a sound like the earth was shattering, and green flames hundreds of feet high erupted from the whole body.

Xiahou's Dantian felt hot, and an extremely huge amount of weird energy poured down from his heavenly spirit. His whole body seemed to be soaked in warm water, and he almost groaned in comfort.

That power is as thick as the earth, as majestic as the sea, as high as the blue sky, and as light as the floating clouds. In short, that power contains all the power attributes in the world.

Xiahou felt comfortable all over his body, and the speed of the true energy in his body was tens of millions of times faster. In just a blink of an eye, his golden elixir had taken shape, and he had reached the limit of his Xuanwu True Knowledge.

There was a rumble of joints all over his body, and Xia Hou jumped up suddenly and asked in shock: "What did you hear?"

Several generals of the Black Army looked at him strangely and shook their heads: "What? There is no sound?"

Xiahou was stunned. He quickly shook his head and took a careful look at the Jiuzhou Cauldron. Indeed, there was nothing unusual about it!

Is it his illusion? But the abnormally huge earth-yellow golden elixir in his Dantian is not a fake, and his sea of ​​consciousness has suddenly expanded more than ten times. Is it also an illusion? Look again, there are only white-eyed Liu beside him. Looking at himself while drooling, it seemed that only Bai, who had a close connection with Xia Hou, noticed the strange changes in Xia Hou. However, what was that look in Bai's eyes? How could it be that a hungry dog ​​saw the greedy appearance of chicken legs? Could it be that he Do you want to bite Xiahou?

Suddenly, several crisp bells rang from the main hall of the palace.

Several generals of the Black Army trembled, and they took Xiahou, who was covered in armor, and ran away: "It's noon, and the bastard swordsman from Xiang Liu's family must have also appeared. Brother Chihu, our salary for the past six months is all yours." It’s on you! Chop up that damn bastard for us! If you win, our brothers from the Black Army and the Xuanbiao Army will get five years of military pay in vain.”

Xia Hou broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. If he really won, would Xiang Liurou be so angry that he would kill him personally?

While running with great strides, I looked back and saw that the Kyushu Cauldron stood there as if it had not been moved since ancient times, silently withstanding the rain, snow, wind and frost year after year.

"Could it be that this Daxia is the same Daxia?"

Xiahou was in a trance, and he had been dragged to a huge school field. As soon as he showed up, countless cheers erupted from all around. The huge roar simply made the world tremble. Countless Ans with violent tendencies The Yi disciples simultaneously pulled out their personal weapons and waved them wildly: "Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

Xia Hou looked closely and saw his opponent standing in the middle of the school ground, looking up at the sky proudly, like a withered pine on the cliff.
Chapter completed!