Chapter 754
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Shortly after the time of Xu Shi, under the rainy night, the sword spirit of 999 Li was shining and shining over the whole night sky and the ancient city under the heavy rain.
Since the young emperor brought the pure silver country from the holy capital to Wanjianshan, the vast city, only a few hundred interest, and the direct confrontation between Zhao Yu and muronghe was only a few tens of interest.
However, within these dozens of breaths, four dazzling and incomparable collision lights broke out on the whole wanjian mountain, and four deafening roars of space fragmentation broke out.
In these tens of breaths, the green lotus sword spirit of 999 Li was first turned into a star like world millstone, but then it was directly burned by the extermination flame, and finally it was directly annihilated, broken and turned into dazzling clouds.
In the past few decades, muronghe stabbed three swords with his finger as the sword. Zhao Yu clenched his fist as a hammer and blew out three fists.
However, it was because of the three fists of the young emperor that the whole city was choked at the throat, and there was no one to speak.
Only silence and silence can express the inner surging of all the people watching the war at this time!
Above the sky, the unrelenting torrential rain fell on the stone road of Wancheng City, making a clear and incomparable sound. Those practitioners in the heavy rain looked up at the silver sun hanging in the sky. In addition to fear and awe, they were deeply puzzled.
Because of Zhao Yu's powerful momentum, Murong and this sword, the most powerful and sharpest sword in the world of swordsmanship, directly fell into the clouds. The power of the young emperor was far beyond their imagination.
All practitioners know how important it is to take advantage of the great power with similar strength, which means that they have occupied the illusory but vital potential in this holy battle!
"Your Majesty, of course, will choose the time of the decisive battle in the evening, because for me and for your majesty, night is the home court."
On the black dragon flying in the sky of wanjian mountain, a strong night color, the young voice that belongs to night one rings gently, with uncontrollable excitement, because as the dark night demon, he can clearly see the boiling and fury of the night around him.
The night's roar is silent, only the dark night demon can hear clearly!
Zhao Yu heard the roar, and the force that kept drilling into his body from all directions. Then he looked down slightly and looked at the lake below, which had not yet subsided.
Just now, muronghe, together with the country of green lotus in kendo, was bombarded down in the void like a meteor, and hit the lake straight, causing a thousand layers of huge waves.
The sky on wanjian mountain suddenly fell into a short silence, but as everyone knows, this is a little quiet before the storm.
In fact, compared with the ordinary monks who were shocked by the whole city, the great masters flying above the crane in the night sky had much more fear in their hearts.
The layman watches the excitement, and the expert looks at the way of the way. For these great masters of the origin and destruction of the realm, the level of contact is completely different, and because of understanding, what they say is more awe inspiring.
Da RI Wu Zong Lu was looking forward to the young emperor in front of the country, stretching his huge wings of night demons. He spoke softly, and then the old man's voice of inquiry rang out:
"the three fists of his majesty just now contain three principles of the road, right?"
Lu Yao's voice of inquiry was unbelievable, but then Chu Zhengyang, who was next to him, shook his head and gently opened his mouth and responded:
"Lord Lu, there are not three, but four. Besides the law of destruction in the dark red scorched earth, the defense law above the scale rune, and the dark night law surging at this time, there is also a kind of flame I can't name the law of Psychedelic burning heart. "
Chu Zhengyang's mellow voice fell, and all the great masters then fell into silence. For all the monks on the vast land of Shenzhou, the law under the heaven and earth was the goal they pursued all their life. However, Zhao Yu, who was so young in front of him, threw his hands and feet into the air and threw out four of them.
Under such a strong contrast, these great masters could only sigh in their hearts, but it was difficult to speak for a long time. However, the silence did not last long. The voice from the silver haired old woman, the master of the broken heaven courtyard of Taoist palace, sounded directly:
"ladies and gentlemen, he has entered the lake, which is the home of Murong and kendo inheritance!"
After that, in full view of the public, Zhao Yu, who was flying in the dark gold imperial robe, slowly fell from the sky, and then his feet steadily stepped on the still undulating and rippling surface of the burial sword Lake.
From then on, there was a loud sigh in the whole city, because once the young emperor stepped on the tomb sword Lake, they would never see each other again in the specific situation after the holy battle. What a great pity?
"Let's go. I'll go to wanjian mountain, even if I'm closer to it!"
In the ancient city under the heavy rain, I don't know who called out, and suddenly raised a high voice with harmony. Then one monk after another turned into a black shadow and galloped toward wanjian mountain in the west of the city.Since the first friar crossed the west gate of the city, more and more friars rushed westward under the rain curtain, and then the whole city began to boil.
However, these friars were doomed to miss the follow-up war, because wanjian mountain had been completely blocked by the upper four armies. Besides the great masters and taboos who had the honor to watch the world's highest holy decisive battle, there were also those who watched the sea chart on the top of the pagoda in the capital city of Si Tian.
At the top of the tower, the light and shadow on the huge map of mountains and seas indicate the fierce war. Unconsciously, a hundred officials of imperial cultural relics in official uniform stood with their hands in the order of the early Dynasty, and looked up at the top of the tower with dignified expression.
In front of those officials, there is a beautiful image of palace clothes sitting steadily.
Rouge gently stroked his pregnant belly with one hand, and gently held the chair handle beside him with the other hand. His face was calm.
She didn't open her mouth. She just looked at the top quietly, and even her breath was very stable. Among the feelings of everyone in the tower, the breath of the girl, who was the mother of the world, could make everyone calm down unconsciously.
This is a charm that is extremely difficult to describe with words. Rouge does not have any action, but as long as she sits and she is there, there is a backbone to stabilize people's hearts in the whole Sitian tower.
Because it is not only Zhao Yu who is constantly learning how to become a great emperor, rouge is also growing towards a great emperor.
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Shortly after the time of Xu Shi, under the rainy night, the sword spirit of 999 Li was shining and shining over the whole night sky and the ancient city under the heavy rain.
Since the young emperor brought the pure silver country from the holy capital to Wanjianshan, the vast city, only a few hundred interest, and the direct confrontation between Zhao Yu and muronghe was only a few tens of interest.
However, within these dozens of breaths, four dazzling and incomparable collision lights broke out on the whole wanjian mountain, and four deafening roars of space fragmentation broke out.
In these tens of breaths, the green lotus sword spirit of 999 Li was first turned into a star like world millstone, but then it was directly burned by the extermination flame, and finally it was directly annihilated, broken and turned into dazzling clouds.
In the past few decades, muronghe stabbed three swords with his finger as the sword. Zhao Yu clenched his fist as a hammer and blew out three fists.
However, it was because of the three fists of the young emperor that the whole city was choked at the throat, and there was no one to speak.
Only silence and silence can express the inner surging of all the people watching the war at this time!
Above the sky, the unrelenting torrential rain fell on the stone road of Wancheng City, making a clear and incomparable sound. Those practitioners in the heavy rain looked up at the silver sun hanging in the sky. In addition to fear and awe, they were deeply puzzled.
Because of Zhao Yu's powerful momentum, Murong and this sword, the most powerful and sharpest sword in the world of swordsmanship, directly fell into the clouds. The power of the young emperor was far beyond their imagination.
All practitioners know how important it is to take advantage of the great power with similar strength, which means that they have occupied the illusory but vital potential in this holy battle!
"Your Majesty, of course, will choose the time of the decisive battle in the evening, because for me and for your majesty, night is the home court."
On the black dragon flying in the sky of wanjian mountain, a strong night color, the young voice that belongs to night one rings gently, with uncontrollable excitement, because as the dark night demon, he can clearly see the boiling and fury of the night around him.
The night's roar is silent, only the dark night demon can hear clearly!
Zhao Yu heard the roar, and the force that kept drilling into his body from all directions. Then he looked down slightly and looked at the lake below, which had not yet subsided.
Just now, muronghe, together with the country of green lotus in kendo, was bombarded down in the void like a meteor, and hit the lake straight, causing a thousand layers of huge waves.
The sky on wanjian mountain suddenly fell into a short silence, but as everyone knows, this is a little quiet before the storm.
In fact, compared with the ordinary monks who were shocked by the whole city, the great masters flying above the crane in the night sky had much more fear in their hearts.
The layman watches the excitement, and the expert looks at the way of the way. For these great masters of the origin and destruction of the realm, the level of contact is completely different, and because of understanding, what they say is more awe inspiring.
Da RI Wu Zong Lu was looking forward to the young emperor in front of the country, stretching his huge wings of night demons. He spoke softly, and then the old man's voice of inquiry rang out:
"the three fists of his majesty just now contain three principles of the road, right?"
Lu Yao's voice of inquiry was unbelievable, but then Chu Zhengyang, who was next to him, shook his head and gently opened his mouth and responded:
"Lord Lu, there are not three, but four. Besides the law of destruction in the dark red scorched earth, the defense law above the scale rune, and the dark night law surging at this time, there is also a kind of flame I can't name the law of Psychedelic burning heart. "
Chu Zhengyang's mellow voice fell, and all the great masters then fell into silence. For all the monks on the vast land of Shenzhou, the law under the heaven and earth was the goal they pursued all their life. However, Zhao Yu, who was so young in front of him, threw his hands and feet into the air and threw out four of them.
Under such a strong contrast, these great masters could only sigh in their hearts, but it was difficult to speak for a long time. However, the silence did not last long. The voice from the silver haired old woman, the master of the broken heaven courtyard of Taoist palace, sounded directly:
"ladies and gentlemen, he has entered the lake, which is the home of Murong and kendo inheritance!"
After that, in full view of the public, Zhao Yu, who was flying in the dark gold imperial robe, slowly fell from the sky, and then his feet steadily stepped on the still undulating and rippling surface of the burial sword Lake.
From then on, there was a loud sigh in the whole city, because once the young emperor stepped on the tomb sword Lake, they would never see each other again in the specific situation after the holy battle. What a great pity?
"Let's go. I'll go to wanjian mountain, even if I'm closer to it!"
In the ancient city under the heavy rain, I don't know who called out, and suddenly raised a high voice with harmony. Then one monk after another turned into a black shadow and galloped toward wanjian mountain in the west of the city.Since the first friar crossed the west gate of the city, more and more friars rushed westward under the rain curtain, and then the whole city began to boil.
However, these friars were doomed to miss the follow-up war, because wanjian mountain had been completely blocked by the upper four armies. Besides the great masters and taboos who had the honor to watch the world's highest holy decisive battle, there were also those who watched the sea chart on the top of the pagoda in the capital city of Si Tian.
At the top of the tower, the light and shadow on the huge map of mountains and seas indicate the fierce war. Unconsciously, a hundred officials of imperial cultural relics in official uniform stood with their hands in the order of the early Dynasty, and looked up at the top of the tower with dignified expression.
In front of those officials, there is a beautiful image of palace clothes sitting steadily.
Rouge gently stroked his pregnant belly with one hand, and gently held the chair handle beside him with the other hand. His face was calm.
She didn't open her mouth. She just looked at the top quietly, and even her breath was very stable. Among the feelings of everyone in the tower, the breath of the girl, who was the mother of the world, could make everyone calm down unconsciously.
This is a charm that is extremely difficult to describe with words. Rouge does not have any action, but as long as she sits and she is there, there is a backbone to stabilize people's hearts in the whole Sitian tower.
Because it is not only Zhao Yu who is constantly learning how to become a great emperor, rouge is also growing towards a great emperor.
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Shortly after the time of Xu Shi, under the rainy night, the sword spirit of 999 Li was shining and shining over the whole night sky and the ancient city under the heavy rain. Since the young emperor brought the pure silver country from the holy capital to Wanjianshan, the vast city, only a few hundred interest, and the direct confrontation between Zhao Yu and muronghe was only a few tens of interest. However, within these dozens of breaths, four dazzling and incomparable collision lights broke out on the whole wanjian mountain, and four deafening roars of space fragmentation broke out. In these tens of breaths, the green lotus sword spirit of 999 Li was first turned into a star like world millstone, but then it was directly burned by the extermination flame, and finally it was directly annihilated, broken and turned into dazzling clouds. In the past few decades, muronghe stabbed three swords with his finger as the sword. Zhao Yu clenched his fist as a hammer and blew out three fists. However, it was because of the three fists of the young emperor that the whole city was choked at the throat, and there was no one to speak. Only silence and silence can express the inner surging of all the people watching the war at this time! Above the sky, the unrelenting torrential rain fell on the stone road of Wancheng City, making a clear and incomparable sound. Those practitioners in the heavy rain looked up at the silver sun hanging in the sky. In addition to fear and awe, they were deeply puzzled. Because of Zhao Yu's powerful momentum, Murong and this sword, the most powerful and sharpest sword in the world of swordsmanship, directly fell into the clouds. The power of the young emperor was far beyond their imagination. All practitioners know how important it is to take advantage of the great power with similar strength, which means that they have occupied the illusory but vital potential in this holy battle! "Your Majesty, of course, will choose the time of the decisive battle in the evening, because for me and for your majesty, night is the home court." On the black dragon flying in the sky of wanjian mountain, a strong night color, the young voice that belongs to night one rings gently, with uncontrollable excitement, because as the dark night demon, he can clearly see the boiling and fury of the night around him. The night's roar is silent, only the dark night demon can hear clearly! Zhao Yu heard the roar, and the force that kept drilling into his body from all directions. Then he looked down slightly and looked at the lake below, which had not yet subsided. Just now, muronghe, together with the country of green lotus in kendo, was bombarded down in the void like a meteor, and hit the lake straight, causing a thousand layers of huge waves. The sky on wanjian mountain suddenly fell into a short silence, but as everyone knows, this is a little quiet before the storm. In fact, compared with the ordinary monks who were shocked by the whole city, the great masters flying above the crane in the night sky had much more fear in their hearts. The layman watches the excitement, and the expert looks at the way of the way. For these great masters of the origin and destruction of the realm, the level of contact is completely different, and because of understanding, what they say is more awe inspiring. Da RI Wu Zong Lu was looking forward to the young emperor in front of the country, stretching his huge wings of night demons. He spoke softly, and then the old man's voice of inquiry rang out: "the three fists of his majesty just now contain three principles of the road, right?" Lu Yao's voice of inquiry was unbelievable, but then Chu Zhengyang, who was next to him, shook his head and gently opened his mouth and responded: "Lord Lu, there are not three, but four. Besides the law of destruction in the dark red scorched earth, the defense law above the scale rune, and the dark night law surging at this time, there is also a kind of flame I can't name the law of Psychedelic burning heart. " Chu Zhengyang's mellow voice fell, and all the great masters then fell into silence. For all the monks on the vast land of Shenzhou, the law under the heaven and earth was the goal they pursued all their life. However, Zhao Yu, who was so young in front of him, threw his hands and feet into the air and threw out four of them. Under such a strong contrast, these great masters could only sigh in their hearts, but it was difficult to speak for a long time. However, the silence did not last long. The voice from the silver haired old woman, the master of the broken heaven courtyard of Taoist palace, sounded directly: "ladies and gentlemen, he has entered the lake, which is the home of Murong and kendo inheritance!" After that, in full view of the public, Zhao Yu, who was flying in the dark gold imperial robe, slowly fell from the sky, and then his feet steadily stepped on the still undulating and rippling surface of the burial sword Lake. From then on, there was a loud sigh in the whole city, because once the young emperor stepped on the tomb sword Lake, they would never see each other again in the specific situation after the holy battle. What a great pity? "Let's go. I'll go to wanjian mountain, even if I'm closer to it!" In the ancient city under the heavy rain, I don't know who called out, and suddenly raised a high voice with harmony. Then one monk after another turned into a black shadow and galloped toward wanjian mountain in the west of the city.Since the first friar crossed the west gate of the city, more and more friars rushed westward under the rain curtain, and then the whole city began to boil. However, these friars were doomed to miss the follow-up war, because wanjian mountain had been completely blocked by the upper four armies. Besides the great masters and taboos who had the honor to watch the world's highest holy decisive battle, there were also those who watched the sea chart on the top of the pagoda in the capital city of Si Tian. At the top of the tower, the light and shadow on the huge map of mountains and seas indicate the fierce war. Unconsciously, a hundred officials of imperial cultural relics in official uniform stood with their hands in the order of the early Dynasty, and looked up at the top of the tower with dignified expression. In front of those officials, there is a beautiful image of palace clothes sitting steadily. Rouge gently stroked his pregnant belly with one hand, and gently held the chair handle beside him with the other hand. His face was calm. She didn't open her mouth. She just looked at the top quietly, and even her breath was very stable. Among the feelings of everyone in the tower, the breath of the girl, who was the mother of the world, could make everyone calm down unconsciously. This is a charm that is extremely difficult to describe with words. Rouge does not have any action, but as long as she sits and she is there, there is a backbone to stabilize people's hearts in the whole Sitian tower. Because it is not only Zhao Yu who is constantly learning how to become a great emperor, rouge is also growing towards a great emperor. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
