Zhongzhou City is the most majestic city in the world, and it is the city that determines the entire Yunqin Dynasty.

The battle to decide who belongs to Zhongzhou City is bound to be more intense and cruel than the battles at Dongjingling and Shaohualing, and will involve more extraordinary people.

The battle at the main entrance of the palace was just a glimpse of this shocking change. Even the countless swordsmen of Xianyi Academy and the countless practitioners of Thunder Academy were just victims who cleared a way for the real big shot to appear.

In the rest of Zhongzhou City, there have been some deaths of big figures that could be considered legendary if mentioned individually.

Some holy master wars that were only mentioned in a few words in the conversation between Ni Henian and Wen Xuanshu have ended.

However, in addition to Ni Henian, the invincible holy master in Zhongzhou City, another powerful sword-wielding master appeared.

Any Saint Master cannot be underestimated.

At this time, Ni Henian and the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain were engaged in a fierce battle. One was an invincible practitioner in Zhongzhou City, and the other was the most powerful and mysterious Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, with an identity more noble than Emperor Da Mang. Such a battle would not be easy for anyone.

For every practitioner, this is a rare sight in a lifetime, and it will definitely be recorded in the

The legendary battle in later stories, and the most important thing is that the battle between Ni Henian and the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain will probably be extremely short, because one breath of time will probably affect their perception and reaction.

It's very long and allows them to do a lot of things.

Therefore, such a confrontation naturally attracts the minds of all practitioners, making people unconsciously want to look at these two people without blinking, for fear of missing any detail or any thrilling scene.

At this time, this faint shadow-like flying sword assassination was naturally more insidious and threatening.

Wen Xuanshu's eyes still stayed on Ni Henian and the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain, and he seemed not to notice the shadowy flying sword at all. However, his left sleeve trembled slightly, and there was a buzzing sound, as if a bee was flying.

No flying sword flew out.

Only a small purple sand-colored metal palm stretched out.

This small metal hand looks about the same size as the "scratching hand" that Yunqin people often use to scratch their backs, but its five fingers are exceptionally slender and graceful, lifelike, and the five fingers are graceful.

Pick a new piece of tea.

Such a small metal hand is more like a toy than a soul weapon.

However, the moment this small metal hand emerged from Wen Xuanshu's sleeve, a horrifying scream sounded from the broken glazed eaves somewhere.

"Residence hand!"

"Wen Xuanshu...you are actually a descendant of the Juliu clan?!"

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"Whoever gets the Juliu clan's soul weapon must be a descendant of the Juliu clan?" At this moment, Wen Xuanshu's mind flashed to the figure of the woman who played a game of chess with him and changed his life, and at the same time, a sound rang out

This sentence.

However, he didn't bother to explain at this moment, so he didn't make any sound, and his small purple sand-colored metal hand stretched out steadily towards the shadow-like flying sword.

"bite!"

At the same time as this little hand appeared, the shadow-like flying sword was already trembling and retreating. This small metal hand could not directly touch the flying sword, but it plucked it out of thin air and directly took the flying sword away.

Picked it up in the little metal hand.

The resident hand specializes in locking the world's flying swords!

Some of the flag-like weapons of the fifteen tribes of Xiyi are said to be the insights gained from a certain rune on Juliu's hand by a certain practitioner of Xiyi in the past who was lucky enough to see Juliu's hand.

This shadowy flying sword was firmly captured in the palm of the small metal hand as the sword master on the eaves screamed in surprise. Wen Xuanshu's arm only trembled slightly.

However, this sword assassination was not over yet.

Just before the flying sword was restrained by the resident's hand, a thinner and thinner sword shadow separated from the flying sword.

This is a real, completely different flying sword.

The person wielding this flying sword, which is thinner and more like a shadow, is a gray-clothed practitioner standing on a certain beam in the Jinluan Hall.

He is the Shadow Saint Master that most practitioners in Yunqin have heard of but have never seen. He is the most powerful personal attendant of Emperor Yunqin.

What he is best at has always been not guarding but assassinating.

It's just that those who tried to assassinate Emperor Yunqin often died in his silent assassination.

His flying sword was quietly attached to the sword of the previous flying sword, and was insidiously hidden in the shadow of that flying sword.

Therefore, from the very beginning, the one who attacked Wen Xuanshu was not one sword master, but two. From the very beginning, it was not one flying sword, but two.

While Wen Xuanshu easily locked a flying sword, this thinner and more sinister flying sword flew suddenly and stabbed Wen Xuanshu between the eyebrows.

At this moment, Ni Henian was still thinking peacefully against his enemy, the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain.

Wen Xuanshu was assassinated by two sword masters at the same time.

But that's not all.

With a "ding" sound, the resident hand in his hand locked a flying sword. At the same time, a car drove up behind him, and the Engineering Secretary Zhou Yongxian exclaimed and was knocked away.

Yun Qin established the country with military force and was promoted through military merit. Those who could become the chief of the engineering department were naturally strong practitioners.

However, at this moment, facing the burst of aura beside him, he was obviously not strong enough.

It was Leng Zhennan who took action at this time.

Ever since Wen Xuanshu became the chief minister and he replaced the old man surnamed Huang and sat behind the curtains, he has been firmly supporting Wen Xuanshu's every decree. Without his support, Wen Xuanshu would not have been able to suppress it during the Autumn Festival.

Even if hundreds of officials can be accommodated, it is impossible to lead an army into Zhongzhou City easily.

Emperor Yun Qin quickly removed the nine heavy curtains.

Leng Zhennan became the shortest-lived member of the Elder Council.

Therefore, in the eyes of all Yunqin officials, it is natural for Leng Zhennan and Wen Xuanshu to stand on the same front.

It was only at this moment that everyone knew that he was also a card held by the emperor.

Now the card falls.

There is a bow in Leng Zhennan's hand.

A red-gold short bow that is only half the size of a normal strong bow.

The bowstring of this short bow is silver, and the runes on the red-gold bow are thick and full of ancient meaning, like a wolf with red blood flowing.

So this bow is called "Shooting Sirius".

This is the bow of Zhao Milun, the former famous archer of Yunqin. After Zhao Milun died in the battle of Falling Star Tomb in the past, this "Shooting Heavenly Wolf" disappeared. To this day, it is in the hands of Leng Zhennan

Appear.

It was only today that many people present who already knew that Leng Zhennan was a Saint Master did not know that he was actually an Archery Master.

Because at this time, he will only use his strongest means.

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There is a hurricane around Leng Zhennan, and the situation changes.

Just when he fired the arrow with all his strength, the hurricane generated around him shook Zhou Yongxian, who was already the peak national master, out of the way.

This alone shows how powerful his arrow is.

And he was very close to Wen Xuanshu.

This distance, for a practitioner like him, is like using a bow and arrow to press the back of Wen Xuanshu's head.

So at this moment, Wen Xuanshu was faced with the sudden joint assassination of three holy masters!

The faces of all the Zhongzhou Guard generals not far from him instantly turned pale.

However, in the face of the joint assassination of the three holy masters, and in the face of Leng Zhennan's betrayal at this moment, Wen Xuanshu's lips revealed a hint of cold sarcasm.

In such a fight, he certainly would not think that the power in the emperor's hands would end in Ni Henian.

Naturally, the power in his own hands cannot reach the level of the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain.

Faced with such an insidious and powerful assassination, he ignored the flying sword that was stabbing his eyebrows, and just shot it back with his right hand.

The tip of the flying sword had already touched the skin between Wen Xuanshu's eyebrows.

But there is another sword energy between heaven and earth.

The elegant white-robed scribe next to Wen Xuanshu's carriage fixed his eyes on the thin flying sword of the Shadow Saint Master. A white sword light flew out from nowhere on his body and clicked on the thin flying sword of the Shadow Saint Master.

On the sword of Feijian.

"Wrap your fingers softly!"

The Shadow Saint Master's sharp shout sounded.

The white sword light and his flying sword did not make any impact sound, but only made a sharp friction sound.

The white little flying sword softly wrapped around his flying sword, forcefully dragging his flying sword away from between Wen Xuanshu's eyebrows.

Between Wen Xuanshu's eyebrows, a bright red mark appeared.

The silver arrow in Leng Zhennan's hand had already made a terrifying popping sound, and the tip of the arrow had broken the jade ring on Wen Xuanshu's head.

There were two faint traces of blood flowing out of Wen Xuanshu's ears.

It was impossible for his hand to capture the golden arrow that was about to land on the back of his head.
To be continued...