Chapter 143: Guan Yuandi's Years of Obtaining Dao Fruit Battle Puppet, the Battle for the Top Spot on the Lesser Saints List

Lin'an Prefecture, heavy rain.

Raindrops continued between the sky and the earth, making everything gray and faded. With the sky gradually getting darker and the dark night, the whole world was a little unclear.

The huge Lin'an Prefecture was still brightly lit and prosperous.

On the West Lake, between the rain curtains, the flower boats were still singing and dancing. Even though the heavy rain caused the water of the West Lake to surge, it was still difficult to extinguish the little brilliance blooming between the flower boats.

In the Linhua Pavilion, the sound of zithers and bells rang, and there were practitioners and literati who were still having fun and enjoying luxury.

The bloody fight on the Canglang River and the bloody battle of the soldiers crossing the river were not connected with the prosperity in Lin'an Prefecture at all, and did not affect this place at all.

In the imperial city.

All the officials gathered in the Tianxuan Palace and were discussing many matters.

The Emperor of Zhao sat high on the throne, wearing a golden dragon robe, looking down at the ministers with great majesty.

The officials headed by Qin Lishi all stood up to express their own opinions, most of which were praises, praising the wealth and prosperity of the states and counties of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

Of course, some officials also noticed that Tong Diao Si, who was once very popular after being favored by the Emperor of Zhao, had disappeared.

As usual, Tong Diao Si should have accompanied the Emperor of Zhao to the court.

Everyone was a smart person, and they all heard something, and knew in their hearts where Tong Diao Si went and what he did.

However, they did not dare to ask more, after all, this matter involved something shameful.

The Emperor of Zhao felt quite bored with the flattery and praise of the ministers below, mainly because his mind was not on the court.

After thinking about it, he stopped the censor who was still chattering below, and the Emperor of Zhao stood up and said that there was nothing to do, and he planned to end the court meeting.

Suddenly.

Outside the Tianxuan Palace, a golden armored guard received a letter. He only took a glance at it and felt his legs go weak. He hurriedly ran towards the palace.

"Report! An urgent letter from the border!"

The golden armored guard shouted outside the palace.

Immediately, Diao Si hurried over, took the letter, and walked towards the palace. However, Diao Si only glanced at the letter and felt like he was struck by lightning. His whole body trembled and he almost collapsed to the ground.

For Diao Si, the news of this letter was even more shocking!

This scene made many people see it, and they all showed strange colors in their eyes.

What's going on?

What kind of letter would cause the golden armored guard and Diao Si to show such an expression?

Urgent border... Could it be that the Yuan Mongolian Empire's iron cavalry crossed the Canglang River?

This is impossible!

One by one, the officials were confused and looked at each other, seeming to guess what had happened.

The Emperor of Zhao frowned and stopped his steps to leave.

Qin Lishi took a step forward and took the letter from Diao Si, who was lying on the ground. After glancing at it, his heart was shaken and his limbs tightened, but his psychological quality was naturally much better.

After taking a deep breath, he walked up to the platform and handed the letter to the Emperor of Zhao.

"Your Majesty... Tong Diao Si... died in battle."

Qin Lishi sighed and said.

His voice was not loud, but the civil and military officials in the court were all strong, so they naturally heard this.

The Emperor of Zhao trembled slightly, and a trace of confusion emerged in the depths of his eyes.

The letter said... Tong Guan was killed by An Le.

This... is a fairy tale!

An Le is only in the fifth realm, how can he kill the ninth realm?

Tong Guan is a strong man who has entered the ninth realm by refining the spirit and forging the body. Even if Li Youan wants to kill him, it is not so easy.

However, the letter did indeed mention that Anle killed Tong Guan, and also described the specific method of killing.

A huge blood Guanyin appeared on the Canglang River, and twenty evil ghost boats in Xiliang and dozens of practitioners in the Hell Palace were all killed.

The blood mist dissipated, and Tong Diao Si was beheaded by Anle with a sword, and blood spurted from the wound, rising several feet high.

In the end, the body sank into the Canglang River.

The Zhao family emperor was indeed at a loss. Tong Guan was his right-hand man and left-hand arm. Since he ascended the throne, Tong Guan had assisted him. He never thought that Tong Guan would die in this way one day.

Killed by a fifth realm.

"My beloved Tong..."

The Zhao family emperor didn't know why, but a touch of grief suddenly emerged in his heart.

He closed his eyes and whispered softly.

After the loss, there was anger, but in addition to anger, there was also some powerlessness.

He recalled the time when he raised his sword in anger on the White Jade Square, causing the heroic spirit from heaven to enter the human world, and cut off his hand that was about to capture the Heart Sword.

His desperate plan was cut off by Anle, making the current situation somewhat out of his control.

He sent Tong Diao Si to kill Anle, but he never thought that he would bury Tong Guan's life.

The heart of the Zhao family emperor was extremely cold, and his murderous intention towards Anle reached an unprecedented level.

He had watched the battle in Yuanmeng Dadu, and he also knew that Anle had extradited the will of the First Emperor from the bamboo sword and green mountain, and then he repelled the Yuanmeng emperor, escaped from Dadu, and returned to the south with his old uncle.

The will of the First Emperor was inherited by this son, which was not good news for the Zhao family emperor.

Doesn't this mean that Anle also has the qualifications to be an emperor? !

Then, Anle, the emperor... is he going to be the emperor of the Great Zhao, or the emperor of the Yuanmeng?

It was probably a threat to the position under him.

The Emperor of Zhao slowly opened his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes was extremely strong. However, he did not make any too many movements, but issued an order. From today on, Anle was guilty of the Great Zhao, and the Dali Temple should do its best to hunt down Anle and kill him without mercy.

The Dali Temple Minister Su Qingke saluted with a jade tablet, indicating that he knew, but he was sighing in his heart.

The Emperor of Zhao glanced at Su Qingke, his face was cold, and he said to disband the court meeting, and then left and disappeared.

When the Emperor of Zhao left, the entire Tianxuan Palace was completely in chaos.

All the civil and military officials were in disbelief, and the emotions in their hearts were almost bursting out of their chests.

"Tong Guan... is dead?"

"Killed by An Le? This boy... killed a ninth realm with a fifth realm? What a monster!"

"If I remember correctly, An Le hasn't been practicing for too long, but he has achieved this in such a short time. He is even more legendary than the legendary champion!"

"If An Le is still the champion, his legend will far surpass Li You An. No, he has already surpassed it. When Li You An was in the fifth realm, he was not so crazy and could not kill a ninth realm."

Tong Guan's death was indeed like a huge stone thrown into this lifeless court.

Qin Lishi's hands fell down, and his eyes were full of concentration.

This boy An Le... is getting stronger and stronger.

It is getting harder and harder to avenge Qin Qian Qiu.

……

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An Le didn't know how the Zhao family emperor felt after knowing that he had killed Tong Guan, and he didn't care even if he knew.

The night gradually deepened. The farther away from the Canglang River, the clearer the sky became. There were fewer evening clouds that accumulated rainwater.

The clouds parted to reveal the bright moon, and the stars shone brightly!

The bonfire was lit, and the flames flickered. Anle and Zhao Huangting sat in front of the fire, taking a rest on the way.

At this moment, Anle's mind was completely immersed in the burning years, observing the golden years from the Yuan Mongolian emperor.

…

The picture began to ripple, and then gradually became clear.

On the endless grassland, the wind blew gently, causing the green grass on the grassland to sway slightly and bend down.

In the sky, the stars were hanging, dotted with light.

The sky of the grassland seemed to be washed by clear water, extremely clear, like a mirror, and the reflected stars were also very obvious. The twinkling starlight made the night of the grassland seem less dark.

Anle's mind was up and down, and he began to observe from a unique perspective.

On the grassland, a young man was seen walking slowly. He was extremely sturdy, and his bulging muscles contained explosive blood and energy.

This was Emperor Yuan in his youth, but at this moment, Emperor Yuan's cultivation seemed to have not yet reached the world's number one level of the double-breaking ten realms.

The young Emperor Yuan carried a black iron bow on his back, and a quiver hung on his waist, which contained a few iron arrows.

He walked on the endless grassland like a hunter.

Suddenly, the young Emperor Yuan stopped, and there was an extremely strong demonic aura between heaven and earth, slowly sweeping over.

Anle's eyes condensed, and he watched carefully. He knew that the next scene should be the most glorious moment of Emperor Yuan's youth.

What was the highlight moment that could cause Emperor Yuan's mood to fluctuate? Even Anle was very curious.

The demonic energy seemed to turn into a black cloud, sweeping over little by little, and suddenly covered the sky with bright stars. Then, around the young Yuan Emperor, densely packed dark green eyes emerged, densely packed...

Between heaven and earth, there was a unique rhythm, as if someone was playing a flute.

Even though there was a gap of time, Anle felt his soul tremble slightly when he heard it, and a feeling of gloom surged into his heart.

The young Yuan Emperor stopped, his face full of arrogance and coldness, raised his head, and between his flying hair, he had already grasped the black iron bow.

"A dignified seventh-level grassland wolf lord comes to kill me, a mere fifth-level..."

The young Yuan Emperor spoke coldly, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Behind those countless dark green eyes, there were actually wild wolves, densely packed, and there was no end to them at a glance.

Each of these wolves was filled with demonic energy, and they were not ordinary species, but demonic wolves!

Seven realms... killing five realms?

Anle's eyes condensed, his heart was slightly shaken, and he began to observe seriously.

The strong man hiding behind the wolf pack did not have much communication with the young Yuan Emperor. After a sharp flute sound, many wild wolves rushed towards the young Yuan Emperor.

The young Yuan Emperor's blood was like a rainbow, and his innate spiritual energy was intertwined. Facing countless sieges, he was fearless and rushed towards the densely packed nearly ten thousand wild wolves, waving his long sword, and the wild wolves flew across.

That night, the wolf blood on the grassland dyed the stars in the sky red.

When the light of the morning sun jumped out from the horizon of the grassland.

The young Yuan Emperor dragged a corpse with a head pierced by an arrow and slowly stood on the grass slope.

There was blood flowing unstoppably on his body, as if the whole person had walked out of a sea of ​​blood.

The rising sun shone on his bright red body, like a statue.

The scene stopped abruptly, like a broken mirror, dissipating one after another.

…

Anle's consciousness returned to his body, and he slowly opened his eyes, with a flash of horror in his eyes.

Five realms fighting against seven realms... and he also controlled nearly ten thousand demon wolves. Such a lineup is comparable to an army of ten thousand people.

But they were all killed by the young Emperor Yuan of the fifth realm, and even the practitioners of the seventh realm were killed.

Anle took a deep breath, and he was thinking, if it were him, without the help of heroic spirit, without the help of Blood Guanyin...

Can you kill a practitioner at the Seventh Realm level?

Anle had killed a leader of the Sixth Realm of the Yuanmeng Empire. Judging from that battle, Anle felt that facing the Seventh Realm, it might be really difficult for him. If he wanted to kill the opponent, he basically didn't have to think about it.

In other words, if we compare the combat power of the Five Realms, Anle might be weaker than Emperor Yuanmeng?

Anle frowned slightly, but he was not too surprised. After all, the martial arts scripture he practiced was the "Five Animals Classic of Ancient Demons", and the soul method was "Sword Waterfall Picture". Although the two were extremely high in grade, they were not as good as The method practiced by Emperor Qi Yuan Meng should still be weak.

Of course, An Le's biggest gain from observing the Qi of Time was not the young Yuan Emperor's cultivation, but the young Yuan Emperor's fighting spirit and mature fighting skills.

From this battle, it can be seen that the young Emperor Yuan has definitely experienced a lot of battles, much more than him, and every battle is a grinding struggle between life and death.

In front of my eyes, azure blue writing slowly emerged...

[Obtain the Fruit of Time: Battle Puppet]

[Note 1: Fighting Puppet (Tao Fruit): Concentrate your fighting spirit, leave traces of time, gather your attention on Puppet, and gain results from fighting Puppet]

[Note 2: Battle Puppet (Tao Fruit): If you win the battle puppet, you can call the puppet to help in the battle]

A ray of golden age energy condenses into a fruit of age!

Sure enough, as the observation of the years scene ended, the golden years energy was transformed into a time path fruit.

Compared with the ordinary time energy, the golden time energy is indeed rarer, and it can condense the Tao and Fruit, which is of great significance to peace and happiness.

Of course, sometimes, Anle absorbs the golden years energy, and you can also choose not to observe it. If you don't observe it, it will not condense into the years and years of Tao and fruit. You can directly choose to bless the Tao and fruit.

The self-transformation and upgrading of Tao fruits like [Eternal Genius] and [Sword Body] require golden years of energy.

Moreover, Anle has also summarized some rules recently.

Most of the time, the Tao Fruit grades converted from the Golden Age Qi absorbed from strong men of different levels are actually different.

Generally speaking, the stronger the cultivation level, the more powerful the effect of the transformed Tao Fruit will be.

Anle's mind was concentrated on the Time Dao Fruit [War Puppet], which is similar to the [Blood Guanyin] Dao Fruit and has two functions.

The first function is that Anle sinks into the understanding behind and understands, fighting puppets... It is like recreating the battle power of Emperor Yuanmeng at the peak of the five realms that Anle has observed, as if a wave from the long river of time has been captured. , blended into the fighting spirit, and condensed into a war puppet.

Anle can fight with war puppets to improve his combat skills.

After defeating the war puppet, the war puppet can be summoned into reality, which means... Anle has an extra helper.

Of course, Anle is also curious about whether this war puppet will improve as his cultivation level increases?

If his cultivation has reached the sixth realm, and the war puppet is still in the fifth realm, it will be too useless.

However, Anle doesn't need to pay attention to this now. What he has to do now is to use the war puppet to sharpen his own cultivation. After defeating the war puppet, he can summon it to help.

Zhan Puppet is a 100% replica of the young Emperor Yuan from the time of the Five Realms.

Anle couldn't help but feel excited. The anticipation of confronting the young prodigy made him a little excited.

However, Anle quickly pulled away from the panel and did not continue to observe or enter the [Battle Puppet] to fight against the young Emperor Yuan.

The bonfire in front of me was still beating.

Zhao Huangting was lying on the ground, closing his eyes and sleeping. Today's Zhao Huangting is different from Anle. If he doesn't sleep, his body will die quickly.

Zhao Huangting also opened his eyes, a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes. Although he had lost his cultivation, the strong intuition still remained.

"Murderous."

Zhao Huangting looked at Anle and said.

Anle was sitting in front of the bonfire, with a brilliant smile on his disguised face that was still pale.

"The fish...really took the bait."

Anle said softly.

When Zhao Huangting heard this, he immediately understood the meaning of An Le and the origin of this murderous intention. For a moment, his expression became much more complicated.

"You have accumulated invincible power. If someone defeats you, you can inherit 20% to 30% of the invincible power, which will be of great benefit in subsequent practice. But for Zhao Pei, it is different. He has the Purple Qi Golden Lotus. If he defeats You can retain your invincibility to the greatest extent and apply it to yourself."

"Therefore, for Zhao Pei, your temptation may be greater than you think."

Zhao Huangting said softly.

He stood up familiarly, sat on the ground, and looked at Anle.

Anle raised his eyebrows: "Purple Qi Golden Lotus still has this effect?"

"The Purple Qi Golden Lotus is more powerful than you think. After all, it is a wonder of heaven and earth created by the Tianshi Mansion's gathering of Qi." Zhao Huangting said with a chuckle.

Anle looked into the distance.

There, a figure walked slowly from the darkness, with brilliant golden lotus flowers rising under their feet, extremely dazzling in the dark night.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with his hair flying in the night wind.

He wore a lightning-struck mahogany sword on his waist. Purple lightning arcs were vaguely moving, and the fighting spirit and murderous intent on his body surged up. It seemed to make the night darker.

From a distance, Zhao Pei's eyes collided with Anle's.

He did not hide his whereabouts, but appeared openly to fight with Anle.

In the distance.

King Jiangling smiled elegantly, his Confucian robe fluttering, and with this oil-paper umbrella, he stepped towards the sky and fought with Su Muzhe from Jianchi Palace who came over.

On the other side, Wan Jieliu, who had just returned from crossing the Canglang River, was stopped by Li Qingchuan from Tianshi Mansion.

Wan Jieliu, who was being hunted down in the north and was full of anger, was naturally unceremonious. He drew out the thin willow sword at his waist and fiercely killed Li Qingchuan.

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Anle looked at the second prince Zhao Pei calmly, and seemed not surprised by his appearance.

Zhao Huangting shook his head, and his eyes were increasingly disappointed with Zhao Pei.

In fact, the moment Zhao Pei appeared at this moment, Zhao Huangting knew that Zhao Pei had lost, because he chose to attack when Anle was the weakest, which represented cowardice in his state of mind.

It meant that he was not sure that he could defeat Anle in his prime.

Since he did not have the belief of winning, he was naturally incomparable with Anle who had gathered an invincible force.

But is Anle really weak?

Zhao Huangting did not think that Anle's aura was covered by the green mountains, but... In fact, Zhao Huangting could clearly feel the vigorous upward force that was almost breaking through the sixth realm.

Anle's cultivation was not only not weak, but even strengthened a lot, reaching the peak of the fifth realm, achieving a huge improvement!

Zhao Pei looked at Anle calmly, looking at Anle with a trace of death lingering between his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"An Le, you should know the purpose of my appearance here."

"I am the first on the Little Saint List. If you want to talk to the Saint Master steadily, you must rush to the top of the Little Saint List. Therefore, a battle between you and me is inevitable. Let's bring this battle forward tonight."

Zhao Pei said calmly, and his words were high-sounding.

An Le looked at Zhao Pei and couldn't help but sneer. This kind of sanctimonious shamelessness is in line with the emperor of the Zhao family.

After Zhao Pei finished speaking, he stopped talking. The humiliation he had suffered on the sword bell platform of the Sword Pool Palace also emerged in his mind... The humiliation of that day must also be put to an end today!

He raised the thunder-struck peach wood sword in his hand. This peach wood sword was a precious sword given to him by the old Taoist priest of the Taoist Temple. In terms of rank, it is even higher than the peach wood sword that Li Qingchuan once held.

After the words fell, Zhao Pei raised his hand, put two fingers together, and wiped the lightning-struck peach wood sword from the sword ear to the sword tip.

As the sword passed, there was a blue thunder jumping and roaring around, and the harsh thunder sound seemed to form the cry of a fierce bird!

Zhao Pei's whole body was full of energy. At this moment, he burst out his cultivation without reservation at the peak of the double fifth realm of refining the spirit and forging the body.

A sword, handed it out!

In the dark night, the peach wood sword was wrapped in bright lightning and swept up from the ground, like a thunder shooting at him!

Anle patted the bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist, and Qingshan swept up and fell beside Zhao Huangting, protecting him.

Then he held the Yan Guichao in the sword box with one hand and slowly pulled it out. When the sword came out of the box, the sword qi and sword chanted!

Completely out of the box, the sword qi is shining, and the wind and thunder are raging!

Facing the peach wood thunder shooting at him.

A sword slapped it.

In an instant.

The night suddenly brightens, and the sky changes color.

The swallows of heavenly thunder return to their nests, and the needles collide with the wheat spikes!

The roars collide, and a line explodes!

As the lightning and sword energy interweave, Zhao Pei's eyes suddenly shrink...

This Anle... is stronger!

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