"Clear your side!"

Zhu Yiliu suddenly pulled out his sword from his waist and said sternly: "Destroy the Jinyiwei and attack the rebels!"

"Clang!Clang!Clang!"

Thousands of black-clothed guards in the yard drew their swords one after another.

The moment Zhu Yili led his men out of Lu Wang Mansion, a signal flare also exploded in the sky.

"call out!"

"Boom!"

On the street, horses galloped.

Countless people holding weapons suddenly surged out from all over the capital, and then rushed towards the palace.

At the same time, some people directly rushed to the headquarters of the Zhenfu Department and the East and West Factory No. 2.

...

Inside the Fushi Department of the North Town,

Yuan Changqing stood in the yard, raising his glass to look into the sky.

For some reason, he couldn't sleep all night tonight, and he felt even more uneasy.

When I saw the signal flares that were lit up in the sky, my face changed slightly.

At this moment, a fierce shout of killing suddenly came from outside, accompanied by the sound of weapons colliding.

Yuan Changqing was about to take action.

Suddenly, a wisp of sword energy came from the darkness.

The sword energy was like a dragon, breaking through the stunning waves and galloping through the clouds and fog.

The boundless sword intent instantly enveloped the entire Beizhen Fushi, and the dense sword energy even locked Yuan Changqing.

Yuan Changqing pointed out with a light point, and his finger force shook the void and directly shattered the sword energy.

At this time, a figure slowly emerged on the roof not far away.

He held a sword in his hand and a blue three-foot long sword.

He dressed like a middle-aged scholar, his facial features were like a knife and an axe, his eyebrows were clear and angular, and his eyes were even more proud, with an unparalleled look.

Yuan Changqing's expression was slightly condensed and he said in a deep voice: "Kunlun Sword God, Zhuo Lingzhao."

In this world, this is probably the only one who can have such sword intent.

The main reason is that he recognized the sword, the magic sword captured the dragon!

But he couldn't understand why this person suddenly appeared in the capital.

If it was said that it was for the revenge of Kunlun Sect, it should have been to find Lin Mang, right?

Zhuo Lingzhao lowered his head and looked down at Yuan Changqing. He did not have the idea of ​​explaining, but said lightly: "Let's take action."

"Rumor to the world, Yuan Changqing's sword is shocking and has mastered a unique sword energy technique. Zhuo wants to learn something today."

Suddenly,

A scream came from the Beizhen Fushi, and then another figure flashed.

It is Zhang Xuanyuan, the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain who guards the secret warehouse.

It would be difficult for him to not notice such a big noise outside.

Zhang Xuanyuan looked at Yuan Changqing, looked at Zhuo Lingzhao again, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and said solemnly: "What's going on?"

"I don't know!"

Yuan Changqing shook his head with a wry smile.

But at this moment, he had a bold guess in his heart, but he was not sure.

Too absurd.

At this moment, Zhuo Lingzhao suddenly stepped forward, and a three-foot sword light suddenly appeared.

The sword energy is shining brightly all over the body.

The sword force gives people a sense of dignity.

With a sword coming out, the void condensed.

Yuan Changqing was shocked and pointed at him like a sword, and an astonishing sword energy radiated from his body.

Thousands of sword energy broke out from the body, and each sword energy seemed to be integrated into different true meanings of sword energy.

These true meanings of swordsmanship are integrated into one, surrounding him, forming a natural barrier.

Zhang Xuanyuan, who was standing aside, looked surprised.

Yuan Changqing has actually reached this point.

Martial will!

He has already realized his true meaning of martial arts.

Influencing the world with one's own will is already the threshold for a first glimpse of the true immortal on land.

He is indeed a genius.

But he couldn't help but look at Zhuo Lingzhao. He was famous for his Wuxu Sage. He could be called the Sword God, but he would not be an ordinary person.

Three thousand sword energy presses over the sky!

"go!"

Yuan Changqing pointed out casually, and a sword energy stabbed straight at Ling Zhao on the table.

When the two collided, countless sword energy began to break, and the surrounding walls collapsed.

The tiles burst!

Zhuo Lingzhao nodded slightly and exclaimed: "It's indeed a genius."

"Good swordsmanship."

"The idea of ​​raising swords with oneself and tempering sword energy into one's body is bold."

Yuan Changqing frowned slightly, and there was no joy on his face.

This sword seemed to have the upper hand, but Zhuo Lingzhao did not do his best at all. The terrifying sword intent contained in the sword made him secretly shocked.

Yuan Changqing stepped up and shouted: "Master Taoist, go to the palace!"

No matter what, there must be no accident in the palace.

Unfortunately, the opening token of the ninth layer of the secret library was not in his hands.

The dense sword energy behind him began to gather, like a long river of sword energy pouring out from the sky.

The sword energy began to superimpose and merge, emitting an extremely majestic power.

A faint sword light condensed between Yuan Changqing's fingers.

The rain seemed to be gathering in this sword.

A stunning sword energy dozens of feet long was slashed out, and the boundless sword energy shot out like a sharp arrow.

The house collapsed and smoke rolled.

In the dust waves, only two figures were constantly flashing, appearing and scattering sword light shattered the ground.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanyuan was stunned at first and quickly reacted.

Just as I was about to leave, a sound of chanting scriptures suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

"Amitabha."

In the rain in the distance, an extremely old figure slowly walked towards him.

The steps are very light, but the moment the steps fall, it gives people the feeling of stones falling into the calm lake, with ripples.

His appearance looks extremely dull, very ordinary, thin and tall.

"Master Zhang, stay there."

Zhang Xuanyuan frowned, thought for a moment, and said in shock: "Xuanfa!"

The Xuanfa of Shaolin Precepts Hall, the original monk of the Xuan generation.

Shaolin Precepts Hall has always taken it as its mission to eliminate demons and protect the way. The mysterious method of his youth was one of the best, and it is known as the "Three Awesome Monks" in the world.

But he hasn't been around the world for many years.

It is rumored that Xuanfa was once possessed by demons and was locked up in the Demon-Suppressing Tower. There are even rumors that he had passed away.

Seeing Xuanfa, Yuan Changqing's face turned completely cold.

His guess came true!
To be continued...