Chapter 131: Thunder Strikes the Sky and the Earth, Does Emperor Yuan Dare to Fight?

Shu land, Jinguan City.

As the shocking sword light faded away, the swords floating in the entire city fell like rain one after another, returning to the hands of everyone in the city.

The sword returned to calmness, and the sky had been stuffy with dusk clouds all morning, but it could no longer hold back the plum rain.

Perhaps it was because the dusk clouds were cut open, causing the rainwater stored in the clouds to pour out. The rain was surprisingly heavy. The raindrops rolled down the world, hit the bluestone ground, and burst into water splashes. They seemed to contain swords. gas.

The raindrops falling in chaos hit the umbrella surface and kept beating.

King Jiangling held an oil-paper umbrella and slowly looked away from the sword light that disappeared into the sky. There was a strange color in his eyes.

"I didn't expect... Zhao Huangting and Anle would leave the city so quickly."

"It's really resolute."

King Jiangling said softly.

"Yesterday, Fang released his sword energy to shout to the North and the Yuanmeng capital. He spent a whole night repairing it and then crossed the river with his sword light... He was really in a hurry to seek death."

King Jiangling knew very well what it meant once Zhao Huangting crossed the river.

He didn't believe that anyone could challenge Emperor Yuanmeng and still return with his life intact. Emperor Yuanmeng's domineering temperament would not allow such a thing to happen.

Therefore, in the view of King Jiangling, Zhao Huangting must die.

"It's good to cross the river...this means that we will have the opportunity to attack Anle soon."

Beside him, the second prince Zhao Pei had an expectant smile on his lips.

The humiliation on the Jianzhong Stone Platform by Jianchi Lake was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Zhao Pei has never suffered such a loss in his practice so far.

He used the Purple Qi Golden Lotus between his eyebrows, and was actually thrown out of the Sword Bell Stone Platform by Anle. Even if the world didn't think it was a big deal, in Zhao Pei's heart, this was a scandal that could not be erased.

He had to kill Anle to wash away this humiliation.

Of course, if he could kill Anle, it would be for the invincibility of Anle.

If Anle can gain the invincibility that he has accumulated for so long, and they are both in the fifth realm, he will definitely be able to easily enter the sixth realm, exercise his body to observe the sea of ​​qi, and refine his spirit to achieve Xiaju!

"Your Highness wants to kill him so much?"

King Jiangling looked at the second prince and smiled elegantly.

"Don't Uncle Wang want to kill him?" The second prince Zhao Pei looked at King Jiangling. Although King Jiangling pretended to be very elegant, he still felt King Jiangling's murderous intention.

"Not only because Anle disobeyed my father, but also because... I will gain great benefits by killing him."

"Those reasons are sufficient."

The second prince Zhao Pei said softly.

The real person of Tianshi Mansion, Li Qingchuan, who was seriously injured and had not yet recovered, looked very gloomy.

Zhao Huangting's sword hit him hard, but he was not the kind of person who couldn't bear a blow.

It's a pity that Zhao Huangting will die after crossing the Canglang River today and entering the Northland.

Li Qingchuan will never have the chance to take revenge, but... he can transfer this hatred to An Le. After all, this son is the successor of Zhao Huangting's mantle.

The Qingshan Bamboo Sword was given to Anle, who was actually no different from a master or a disciple.

The teacher's debt must be repaid by his disciples, as is the law of justice.

On this day, as Zhao Huangting's sword energy went straight into the north, the whole world seemed to be shaken greatly.

Compared to the north, there are more people south of the Canglang River who want to die in peace.

The undercurrent seems to be mixed with the rain falling from the sky, and together they merge into the strange and dangerous Canglang River.

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The terrifying sword light tore through the sky!

After crossing the Canglang River, the sword light suddenly pulled up and crashed into the Great Wall of Qi and Blood formed by the intertwined Qi and blood of the generals of the Yuan Meng Empire!

However, such a powerful Great Wall of Qi and Blood was directly cut open by the extremely bright sword light!

The sword immortal from the south contains extremely domineering sword intent in his sword energy, and his heroic spirit soars to the sky. Even if there is the Great Wall of Qi and Blood in front of him, he is unstoppable!

The ninth level of body training is the pinnacle!

Physical training is like climbing a mountain. Only when you reach the top can you get a glimpse of the invincible scenery.

These generals of the Yuanmeng Empire who stretched out the Great Wall of Qi and Blood are not weak. They can stand in a stalemate with Ye Longsheng and others on the Canglang River battlefield for so long, which is naturally extraordinary!

However, on this day, Zhao Huangting released a little bit of the Nirvana Fire, and he vaguely had the attitude of a half-step land immortal.

The military generals of the Yuanmeng Empire certainly knew about the sword energy that Zhao Huangting released yesterday, calling for the north and the capital of Yuanmeng.

We also know Zhao Huangting’s purpose of going to the north this time.

Therefore, seeing Zhao Huangting's momentum like a rainbow and igniting the fire of Nirvana, he was naturally unwilling to confront this peerless swordsman who had burned his life.

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If one or two of them were forcibly replaced by this peerless swordsman before his death, it might have some impact on the Canglang River battlefield.

Therefore, the Great Wall of Qi and Blood was cut open by the sword light, twisting silently, and directly cut out a spacious passage.

Zhao Huangting had his hands behind his back, his plain clothes flying, and his long eyebrows floating.

Stepping on the forefront of the sword light, he crossed directly over the Great Wall of Qi and Blood and entered the Northland. In just a blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace!

The Great Wall of Qi and Blood collapsed, but the remaining sword light of Zhao Huangting exploded at this moment!

The generals of Yuanmeng and Meng who allowed Zhao Huangting to cross the river were immediately furious. They released their energy and blood to suppress the sword energy.

And in this chaos, there was a figure on the river with a sword like a willow branch tied around his waist, carrying a sword box on his back, stepping on the surging waves, leaping onto the shore, turning into a sword light, silently following the disappearing sword light of Zhao Huangting.

The sword light was quickly calmed down.

The blood and energy of the generals of the Yuanmeng Empire were everywhere, and they stared coldly at the departing Zhao Huangting, their eyes full of murderous intent.

They naturally also noticed the Wanjieliu who quietly rushed over in the chaos of sword energy raised by Zhao Huangting.

However, they didn't care.

Letting Zhao Huangting pass, letting Wanjieliu pass, it didn't matter.

It's easy to cross the river and reach the north, but it's as difficult as ascending to heaven to go back!

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The sword energy galloped over the earth, like a white dragon rolling in the dusk clouds.

The fire of Nirvana was faintly surging from Zhao Huangting's body. The sword of the heart given by Master Suzhu suppressed it strongly, but it was already difficult to completely suppress the jumping flame.

Zhao Huangting didn't care. He put his hands behind his back, stepped on the sword light, felt the whistling, blowing and hitting him, the wind and waves on his face, and a smile hung on the corner of his lips.

"Five hundred years, what a familiar breath... This is the breath of the Middle Earth."

Zhao Huangting was bathing in the breeze, and his mood at the moment was agitated, complicated, and sentimental.

The country was broken, but the mountains and rivers remained. The city was covered with grass and trees in spring.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the mountains, rivers and lakes below were all reflected in his eyes.

Anle stood quietly on the sword light, and also looked down at the green mountains and rivers below. He was not familiar with the mountains and rivers in the north, but he could feel the emotion from the slightly trembling body of the old man beside him.

It was a kind of emotion that was difficult to suppress when returning to his homeland.

Anle watched quietly. Zhao Huangting asked him to see the mountains and rivers of the north. He could only take a rough look and could not see too much detail, because Zhao Huangting had ignited Nirvana and had to rush to Yuanmeng Dadu.

Perhaps, in the future, Anle could use his own legs to measure the world of the north on foot.

Zhao Huangting sat down cross-legged and raised his hand to beckon Anle to sit down as well.

"Look below, the mountains are gradually flattening. This is the area of ​​Fengxiang Prefecture. I once walked in Fengxiang Prefecture and drew my sword to kill a group of bandits who were doing evil and brutally slaughtering villages."

Anle looked down as the old man pointed and could vaguely see the ruined city.

The old man slowly and interestingly talked about the interesting things he had experienced in Fengxiang Prefecture, and some famous snacks and fine wines in Fengxiang Prefecture.

The sword light continued to gallop all the way north.

Eight thousand miles is not far for a sword immortal, but the old man slowed down and took Anle to slowly look at the mountains and rivers of the north.

"This is the territory of Jingzhao Prefecture. Do you see the city in the distance? That is the famous Chang'an City in the north. It was the capital of the previous dynasty. Now it has fallen into the control of foreign races, which is really sad."

"There is a small city called Lintong outside Chang'an City. There is a mountain outside the city, called Mount Li... You are in charge of Qingshan. You can go to Mount Li in the future. There is a relic there. The geniuses of the Yuanmeng Empire and the geniuses of the major forces will explore there. If you go, you may have a lot of gains."

Zhao Huangting pointed to the distance.

Anle sat on the sword light, looked up, and saw a magnificent ancient city, looming in the smoke and clouds. It seems that a Yuanmeng strongman in the ancient city sensed the sword light, opened his eyes, and his soul was in the air, staring coldly.

The ancient capital of the former dynasty has now become a place occupied by the Yuan and Mongolian Empire.

Even Anle felt a little sentimental.

Following Zhao Huangting's guidance, Anle looked far away and saw a mountain. Above the mountain was shrouded in extremely dense misty clouds, as if they were about to fall into the mountain.

Looking at the mountain, the green mountain on his waist suddenly trembled slightly. Anle raised his hand and stroked it gently to suppress the restlessness of the green mountain.

"Lishan?"

Anle murmured, he knew... that mountain must be related to the emperor's stone figurine.

The sword light did not go to Chang'an, but stretched far away under the gaze of the Yuanmeng strongman in the ancient city.

Zhao Huangting bathed in the breeze of the north, and kept telling and introducing to Anle, pointing to the mountains, rivers and cities he had experienced below, with a glittering light in his eyes. While introducing it to Anle, he was also recalling the memories of five hundred years ago in his mind.

Qingyang Prefecture, Hezhong Prefecture, Pingyang Prefecture, Daming Prefecture...

The names of the big prefectures jumped out of Zhao Huangting's mouth.

In Qingyang Prefecture, Zhao Huangting said that he met Su Muzhe, the woman with a sword hidden between her eyebrows, who was once a heroic female knight and now became the palace master of Jianchi Palace. However, in Zhao Huangting's eyes, Su Muzhe will always be the female knight who led the white horse.

In Hezhong Prefecture, Zhao Huangting said that there was a severe drought here. He and Su Muzhe met a young man who could pick the stars with his hands, but the young man cried because he could not change the celestial phenomena and the signs of drought in the river.

Zhao Huangting took the young man and Su Muzhe who was leading the white horse to kill the old dragon in the riverbed of the river that did not make clouds and rain.

One interesting thing after another came out of Zhao Huangting's mouth.

Anle listened carefully with a smile on his lips.

It seemed that he had returned to the green years of Zhao Huangting.

Everyone has been young, even the old swordsman who is now igniting the fire of nirvana and is incomparable.

Unfortunately, flowers may bloom again, but people can never be young again.

The traces left by the years are hard to erase. People cannot be reborn like flowers, so they can only waste time slowly under the years and become what they could not imagine before.

The mountains and rivers of the north, under Zhao Huangting's description, seemed to gradually become vivid and vivid in front of Anle.

Zhao Huangting's eyes gradually burst out with brilliance.

Below, in the cities that passed by one after another, there were powerful auras of powerful people sitting in the city, and they all stared at Zhao Huangting and Anle on the sword light.

The appearance of these Yuanmeng strongmen broke Zhao Huangting's reverie and memories of the beautiful mountains and rivers. He frowned slightly and sighed.

"It's a pity that the beautiful mountains and rivers were handed over to the foreign races as they moved south. The more I think about it, the more aggrieved I feel."

Zhao Huangting exhaled lightly.

Anle didn't say much. The Yuanmeng strongmen in those cities watched the sword light leave. They seemed to know why Zhao Huangting went there.

After all, yesterday's shouting sword energy had already attracted the attention of all the strong men in the north, but it was precisely because of the shouting that not many people came to stop it.

These Yuanmeng strong men were extremely confident, or they were very confident in the Yuanmeng emperor. They believed that this sword fairy from the south would definitely not pose any threat to their emperor, and would eventually be killed by the world's number one emperor, with his sword broken, his head twisted off, and hung on the tower of the capital to show the world.

So, they were happy to watch this joke.

The sword light whistled and continued to go north, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the words of the old man beside Anle gradually became rare.

He no longer introduced the scenery of mountains and rivers, but looked to the north. In his old and deep eyes, a majestic and magnificent city was vaguely reflected.

Anle stopped talking, and his expression became rare and tense and solemn.

This time he went north, he saw eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers, and also shared the old man's youth.

He knew that it might be time to say goodbye.

"Anle, watch carefully. I have taught you the three swords of Ci Pai before, but if you watch carefully today, you will definitely see the true charm of these three swords of Ci Pai!"

Zhao Huangting stood up from the sword, his face more solemn than ever before.

On the flat ground, a towering city emerged. Even Anle could capture the sense of oppression of this majestic city!

The most important thing is that around the majestic city, there seemed to be heavy dust dragons rolling on the ground, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, all converging into the city, and being absorbed and absorbed by the powerful existence in the city.

"This is the dragon vein, the dragon vein of the Middle Earth..."

"When the Yuan Meng emperor occupied the Middle Earth, he absorbed the power of the dragon vein and fed back to the entire empire. Therefore, Yuan Meng's geniuses and evildoers were rampant, far exceeding Da Zhao, Dali and Xiliang..."

"The means of absorbing the power of the dragon vein to destroy the foundation of the Middle Earth, unfortunately, Da Zhao, which gave up the Middle Earth, is not even qualified to manage it."

"The dragon vein is absorbed and fed back to the practitioners of the Yuan Meng Empire, but the people of the Middle Earth will suffer all kinds of disasters, droughts, floods, locust plagues... and so on. It is difficult to stop."

"This is sucking the blood of the creatures of the Middle Earth to strengthen itself!"

"This is a disaster for the alien race!"

Zhao Huangting looked solemnly at the rolling earth dragon, his face heavy and sad.

This time, Anle naturally saw many scenes while sitting on the sword and looking at the mountains and rivers. In those big mansions, many cities were in ruins, many people were in tattered clothes, some official roads were full of corpses, and droughts, floods and various disasters were rampant.

Anle had doubts in his heart, but at this moment, it seemed to be explained.

Suddenly, Anle was speechless.

Because the sword light that had been galloping suddenly began to fall, like a meteor, falling outside the magnificent city.

The sword energy slowly surged, and the two of them jumped down and stepped on the soil of the Middle Earth.

The earth was roaring, and the two people's souls seemed to be able to clearly feel the pulse of the earth trembling violently.

The sword light of Sheniudou soared into the sky, and then returned to the yellow pear wood sword box behind it.

Su Yi gradually calmed down, and her long eyebrows were no longer flying.

In the distance, a figure galloped over on a sword, and it was none other than Wanjieliu of Jianchi Palace.

Wan Jieliu arrived without saying a word, but just followed Anle silently. He knew very well that his mission was to protect Anle and bring him back safely.

Zhao Huangting stood on the ground, looking at the majestic city rising from the ground. The human figure under this city was as small as an ant.

"Anle, I know you have a heroic heart and great ambitions. Today, I take you to the north to see the mountains and rivers. Naturally, I have expectations for you. In the past, I only wanted you to see a great victory and see a heroic spirit, but today, I want you to understand that this Yuan Meng emperor... although he is the best in the world,... is not invincible!"

"The Zhao family emperor in Tianxuan Palace in Lin'an Prefecture has been afraid for five hundred years."

"I want you to see that he is not invincible, but he is fearless."

"I hope that one day, you can be like a ball of fire, burning from the south to the north, and burn the grasslands of the Yuan Meng Empire covering the Middle Earth!"

"Just like the sentence you wrote in the spring examination questions."

"Drive out the barbarians and restore the Middle Earth!"

Zhao Huangting said word by word.

Speaking of his expectations and expectations for Anle.

As a member of the Great Zhao royal family, Zhao Huangting should not have said such words, but today, seeing the mountains and rivers of the Middle Earth broken, his heart was filled with mixed feelings, so he had such expectations.

Zhao Huangting looked at Anle, his eyes were meaningful, like starlight.

Anle was stunned.

Wan Jie Liu behind An Le had a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then he returned to calm.

The wind in the north was a little cold, the old man raised his hand, patted An Le on the shoulder, and smiled easily.

"Now you don't need to think too much, open your heart, open your eyes, and watch this scene happily..."

"So refreshing!"

The words fell.

Zhao Huang Ting turned around and walked towards the majestic city of Dadu that was entrenched on the earth.

At first it was a small step, even less than one foot.

Then the steps began to expand, and the soles of the feet stepped down, as if the blood-stained soil from the war splashed up.

In the end, the figure was like a peerless light skill, and the big steps were like leaping and flying.

Step by step, it seemed as if he was measuring the mountains and rivers of the Middle Earth!

A hundred feet away from the majestic city.

As the old man strode forward, he raised his hand, touched his eyebrows, and gently pulled it out like picking a flower.

A seven-colored glazed heart sword was pulled out from the old man's Niwan Palace bit by bit!

When Master Suzhu's heart sword was completely pulled out.

This strange sword suddenly fell apart, and the colorful light turned into endless sword energy.

The sword energy intertwined and turned into a vast sea!

The old man strode on the vast sea, and with every step he took, a red Nirvana flame jumped out of his body.

Above the sky, the sea of ​​clouds was torn apart, as if there were purple lightning snakes intertwining and surging.

On the ground, in the sea of ​​sword energy.

The old man turned into a red horizontal thunder, carrying the sea of ​​sword energy and fiercely crashing into the majestic city that spanned the world!

"Emperor Yuan, do you dare to fight!"

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