The middle-aged man did not look up, but his palm was already raised, but he still squatted in front of Guo Xiaojiu. After a long time, the middle-aged man raised his eyelids and glanced in the direction of Feng Yuanyi: It was just below.

He reached out and touched the goatee on his chin, stood up with his knees and straightened his waist.

Between the heaven and the earth, he stood up freely and regained his brilliance and was no longer dull. Without the ray of light running through the heaven and the earth, he was still energetic.

Because he is free, free and free, he is the number one person in Confucianism now.

A few years ago, he may have been very famous in the world, but since he defended the Shushan Sword Sect, he has never appeared in the world again.

In his early years, he was a down-and-out scholar, and later he was a scholar who integrated the teachings of the three religions. Later, he was named the number one Confucian scholar by scholars in the world, and was also another Confucian scholar after Du Shusheng.

Feng Yuanyi was a little puzzled about Zizai who suddenly appeared under the imperial city today. A long time ago, he had fought with Zizai three times, and each time, Zizai was defeated by Feng Yuanyi.

But Feng Yuanyi almost couldn't recognize the young man who appeared today. He frowned and had some questions in his mind. He had just retracted the machete's hand and had already made plans to unsheath again: Have you broken the realm?

A little sarcastic expression appeared on his free face. He reached out and scratched the back of his head, and some elusive feeling appeared on his face. He stretched: I have no realm, why do I need to break through the realm?

When these words were said, the expression on Feng Yuanyi's face became more and more serious. Breaking the realm was from entering the realm of saints to the realm of creation, and it was the realm of creation of heaven and earth.

Feng Yuanyi stood at the peak of the holy realm for decades. He was always separated from the fortune of heaven and earth. Feng Yuanyi dared not think too much about how powerful he could have after the first line, but he thought it was very big.

Since he was free and perfunctory, the one who stood in front of Feng Yuanyi today was a Confucian scholar in the realm of creation.

He couldn't figure it out and still stared at his free cheek.

There should be no flowers on my face. I smiled freely and reached out to support my cheek: It’s a pity that you have never had the opportunity to break through the realm in this life. I know you know the reason, but you just don’t believe it.

Feng Yuanyi sighed, and did not take over Zizai's words. His eyes fell on Guo Xiaojiu: Then why are you here in the imperial capital today?

Good question, I was about to ask you, why do you bully my junior brother? As he spoke freely, a few doubts appeared in his eyes. Confusion arose, and it was asking Feng Yuanyi and the person in the imperial city.

He is your junior brother? Feng Yuanyi raised his hand and pointed at Guo Xiaojiu and asked.

Seeing Zizai nodding slightly, Feng Yuanyi seemed to feel that he was not very lucky today, so shouldn't he leave the imperial city?

After sending away Du Shusheng's personal disciple, another Confucian junior brother came.

But after the next blink, Feng Yuanyi suddenly felt a sudden slap in his heart. Zizai's junior brother? In this entire Tang Dynasty, the only disciples who can be called Zizai's junior brother are afraid that Guo Xiaojiu

When Feng Yuanyi thought of this, he hurriedly looked at Guo Xiaojiu several times, and his breathing suddenly became rapid because of the incomprehension in his heart.

You bully my junior brother, I am here today to help him judge. As Zizai said, she raised her hand, and a strong aura appeared. As his palm raised, he gently lifted the unconscious Guo Xiaojiu in the air and floated behind Zizai.

You can't enter the imperial city. Feng Yuanyi was ready to draw his sword, and he stopped him in front of the Suzaku Gate.

In the territory of the Tang Dynasty, do you have the final say? Or does he have the final say? As he spoke freely, he raised his hand and pointed to the imperial city.

In the imperial city, countless Shen Ce troops had already held the weapons in their hands tightly and waited quietly on the Ang corridor leading to Chengtian Gate.

Of course, the emperor had the final say in the territory of the Tang Dynasty. Therefore, Feng Yuanyi did not answer, and his quick draw was his answer.

Even if the fate of heaven and earth is what? He was still defeated by Feng Yuanyi three times back then. Today, Feng Yuanyi is defeated by Feng Yuanyi, isn’t it a loss?

Furthermore, protecting the safety of His Majesty the Emperor was originally something that Feng Yuanyi had to do.

You can't enter the imperial city. Feng Yuanyi's tone has a little heavier this time, and the scimitar has been raised and pointed at Yizai.

Standing at the other end of the imperial city, he had already begun to walk towards him, and some impatientness appeared on his face. He waved his hand gently: I don’t want to kill you, it’s also disrespectful to my seniors. So, please get out of the way.

At this time, Freedom standing under the imperial city naturally does not need to be polite to Feng Yuanyi.

Feng Yuanyi did not move. He had already turned the energy in his body and was about to take action: I want to see you after breaking the realm, but today, you didn’t come with a knife?

Haha! Zizai sneered a few times, as if he heard the funnyest joke in the world: After telling the scholars back then, I found that no weapon was more reasonable without fists.

Feng Yuanyi was still a little surprised, and felt that he could not move and was still moving forward freely. He would pass by his side soon.

There were countless beads of sweat hanging down on his back. Before he knew it, he thought of the tricks he had used against Guo Xiaojiu before, and he also asked Guo Xiaojiu how he felt?

Zizai seemed to be joking with him. He had already stood in front of Feng Yuanyi, with a little malicious look on his face. He reached out and gently brushed off the dust that did not exist on Feng Yuanyi's shoulder: How does this feel?

He had been thinking about it for a long time in his mind, Feng Yuanyi's qi can still be operated, but it is difficult to operate according to his wishes. It was as if a big hand was pinching the pulse of the qi in his body.

Very unhappy. This is Feng Yuanyi’s answer.

OK! Zizai answered quickly. He did not look at Feng Yuanyi again. He looked at the corridor of Ang in the Suzaku Gate. He looked at the imperial city and was ready: I ​​just want to talk to Dangjinzi, so there is no need to welcome me like this.

The Divine Army clamped the weapons in their hands, and naturally they were not welcome to Freedom.

And you, if I don’t leave the city, you will stay here all the time. If you dare to disobey, then I don’t mind making any moves in the imperial city. Anyway, there is no difference between him and him in the Tang Dynasty. Zizai turned around and added to Feng Yuanyi, then he felt relieved and continued to walk into the imperial city.

It was already night, and the sky was gray, and only the gloss distributed on the Ang Chang corridor was seen, which was the cold light emitted by the horizontal sword and spear under the moonlight.

Standing freely in the imperial city, within the Zhuque Gate, his sleeves were raised and the sky and earth changed color: I want to talk to you.

The sound echoed between heaven and earth, resounded throughout the imperial city, passed through the Tai Chi Hall, and finally reached his ears.

The entire imperial city was shocked. More people and more Shen Ce troops had already come from all over the imperial city to both sides of the Anchang Corridor.

From the corridor to Chengtian Gate, there are countless people and countless weapons.

Someone wants to break into the imperial city, the imperial city of the Tang Dynasty. This is something that has never been done since the founding of the Tang Dynasty.

I'm also judging you! Another sound resounded throughout the imperial city.

No one dared to answer his words, because even the greatest reliance in the imperial city, Feng Yuanyi, did not stop him. It was even more impossible to rely on their divine army alone on this long corridor.

This is not a battlefield, and there is no flattering horse that allows them to set up their own policies freely. They can only squeeze into a group and guard outside the Chengtian Gate.

I wanted to leave freely. Few people could stop him from the world. When he waved his sleeves lightly, the glow of light floated in the night, from the Vermillion Bird Gate to the Chengtian Gate.

The middle-aged scholar walked onto the long bridge built by the sunset. He was not fast, but he was very casual. He put his hands behind him and wanted to enter the Tai Chi Hall to reason with the biggest figure in the world.

The unconscious Guo Xiaojiu still slowly moved forward with freedom and floated behind him.

Except for him, no one could go up the bridge, so he could only squeeze into a ball, and watched freely, and walked into Chengtian Gate.
Chapter completed!