Since 150 years ago, after the Sword God defeated the Sword God, a large number of swordsmen have emerged in the world. In the following time, the number of swordsmen has been steadily ranked second in the Heavenly List, and the number of swordsmen has increased year by year.

Among these swordsmen, there are naturally many geniuses who have achieved extraordinary sword skills.

Kong Xuankong is one of these sword geniuses. It is said that his sword genius is so good that his sword god is moved. He once wanted to collect Kong Xuankong as his disciple, but in the end, for some reason, the matter of taking the disciple was left unresolved.

Well... In fact, it has been rumored in the world that the sword god looked down on Kong Xuankong's gangster spirit, so he finally gave up accepting him as his disciple.

Yes, rogue.

Kong Xuankong, who has the mighty title of "Huanyu Sword Lord", is a complete messenger and a big hooligan who is consistent in his appearance.

But Feng Tianming didn't expect that this shit-smuggling stick has now come to Northern Zhou to cause trouble, and he happened to be eyeing the Nirvana Festival that he had worked hard to plan.

"Kong Xuankong, if you retreat, I promise that you will thank you very much afterwards!" Feng Tianming tried to persuade Kong Xuankong to retreat.

"It's useless, Your Majesty, Kong Xuankong is just a dead skin..."

Before Eunuch Leng finished speaking, Kong Xuankong spoke over there, "Really? OK, thank you to the Emperor of Northern Zhou."

"···········" Eunuch Leng's words choked in his throat.

Even Feng Tianming, who tried to say a few more words, was stunned.

Kong Xuankong is a famous person who can't get rid of his face as soon as he touches it. Today, I don't know what was wrong with it, but he was actually dissuaded to retreat.

But this is also a good thing, at least the Nirvana Festival can continue.

"Sister, it seems that God is standing by my side. Juesheng, if you don't take action at this time, when will you wait?" Feng Tianming shouted loudly.

The dark sword light suddenly passed by, and a sword penetrated through the neck of the colorful phoenix flying high, causing its momentum to leak.

"Slay life, cut off life, cut off life, and the assassin of the Viagra." After witnessing the phoenix technique, Eunuch Leng's grey breath eroded all life like a tarsal worm, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Your Majesty, it seems that I underestimated you too."

Even Eunuch Leng, who has been with Feng Tianming for this period, never knew when he contacted the assassin of Jue Mingtang, and Jue Sheng, the top few assassin of Jue Mingtang.

Qingyu, who was watching from afar, was also shocked by Feng Tianming's move. "When did the assassin of the Jue Ming Hall meet Feng Tianming? Could it be.........'

Qing Yu Chu thought of something.

When the Battle of Shendu was about to end, the Dazen Temple had basically established victory, but at that time, the assassin of the Jue Ming Hall suddenly appeared and gave the first Mahayana who presided over the Battle of Shendu with a critical blow to the heart of the Mahayana who presided over the Battle of Shendu with a Breaking Sword that could kill a powerful man in the Shendu realm.

That sword took the life of Xinwen, the second best man in Dachan Temple, and directly defeated the momentum that Zen Buddhism should have been moving forward.

Although Shanhe Academy and Zen Buddhism are fighting against each other in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, there are no signs of a great war.

'If it was really what I thought, Feng Tianming had played a good balance technique. His plan was really deep.'

The Battle of the Divine Capital is a past tense, so let’s not mention it for now. In today’s Nirvana Sacrifice, Feng Tianming can quietly ambush a powerful man in the Shen Realm, and trap Meng Shanhe and Zhuge Longsu with benevolence, righteousness and morality as shackles. He basically considered all aspects.

‘It’s a pity that the only thing he didn’t consider was that there was another Shadow King staring at Northern Zhou.’ Qingyu said in his heart.

The dark sword light reappeared, without a trace of turmoil, without a sound, and suddenly appeared. Juesheng, the top assassin in Juesheng, who was about to sneak attack Feng Mingxiao.

"The hole is hanging in the air!" Feng Tianming gritted his teeth and three words popped out of his mouth.

"Oh, Kong thought about it again. He is a decades old and has not yet gotten married. It must be that Kong has done less to save beauty by heroes. So today, Kong wants to try out what the effect of heroes saving beauty will be."

The smiley words echoed in the air, and then another sword light appeared beside Eunuch Leng out of thin air, almost going to one of Eunuch Leng’s arms.

"Let's fight in the sky. I don't want to hurt my nephew and niece. You should be afraid that I will kill Feng Tianming, the foolish lord."

Feng Mingxiao's body surrounded by colorful lights, and her gorgeous clothes danced, like a flying immortal from the sky, stepping on the colorful phoenix and flying phoenixes to the sky.

"Chasing!" Feng Tianming said hurriedly.

If Feng Mingxiao ran away, the plan for the Nirvana Sacrifice would be completely lost.

"Take money and get rid of disasters with others. Jueming Hall will naturally not submit to fame." A cold and hoarse strange voice fell, and a black line-like shadow flew across the air. Juesheng was the first to chase and set off.

"Then your Majesty, you have to be careful." Eunuch Leng laughed strangely, and then caught up with him.

The Ninth Prince has never appeared yet. Eunuch Leng’s intuition told him that with the scheming that he had always kept his strength and time, if he wanted to take action, it would be a thunderous blow.

However, Feng Tianming seemed to have no concern about this, and his thoughts were always on Feng Mingxiao.

Looking at the roaring sounds bursting from the sky in the distance, Feng Tianming couldn't help but clench his fists, "It's such a power, what I want..."

‘The time is here.’ Qingyu in the distance disappeared.

With light and dust.

Be harmonious with its light, like its dust, it is as bright as it may exist.

The figure flashed continuously, crossing a distance within a few breaths, and the breath seemed to exist and disappeared. Qing Yu calmly passed through the flames caused by the Nirvana sacrifice formation plate without causing a slight fluctuation.

The method of immortal seal: to enter birth and death.

The aura of neither life nor death lingers. Qingyu is like an image of nothingness, without causing any movement or fluctuation. He quietly presses his hands gently on Feng Tianming's back.

【It's now.】

The strong thoughts were spread to the underground of the palace through the connection between the Lord of the Tribulation and the Slave, through a long distance, and were spread to the center of the Nine Dragon Dingtian Formation, and the place where the three emperors of the Northern Zhou Dynasty buried their bones.

"Returning Dragon and Easy Ding Technique."

Fengjiu suddenly let go of his breath, and the attraction of the same root and the same origin made three golden dragons fly out of the three golden pillars, and jump into Fengjiu's heavenly spiritual cap.

"You... Lao Jiu!!" At this moment, through the connection between the dragon veins, Feng Tianming saw the figure filled with the dragon veins in the dark underground palace.

That was the rebellious son he had always hated deeply, the ninth prince Fengjiu.

The tremor of his mind made Qingyu silent and attack without any qi fluctuations hit directly. The Immortal Seal Method reincarnates into death, aggravates Feng Tianming's injuries in his body and devours his vitality.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!