This man wore a hat and couldn't see clearly, but his hands were as thin as dead tree bark. He was less than six feet tall and looked less than a hundred kilograms.

The sword cultivator of Shujianshan?

This was the first thought that came out of Xiao Jinyan.

Xiao Jinyan naturally knew the power of the sword cultivator. On that day, in Lihuo Cave Heaven, he had seen Daoren Zhang kill a sword cultivator with Samadhi True Fire, but both were injured. On the shore of Taihu Lake, the two top masters of Jindao and Mad Sword joined forces, but they could not stop his sword.

Any sword cultivator is a transcendent in the world. However, this kind of sword cultivator is just the lowest level warrior in the Book and Sword Mountain, with hundreds of people. What's more, there are nineteen sword guards, a sword master, and the unpredictable supreme way of heaven.

It can be imagined how Shujian Mountain exists for the world.

Today, this sword cultivator appeared in the imperial palace in Xijing City, with only one purpose, which was one of the three great weapons that Lu Xuanji took away from Shujian Mountain, the nameless gun.

Just now, Xiao Jinyan's martial arts skills increased almost several times, which made him feel more confident. Even if Dongfang Nuannuan took action, he believed that he had the power to fight, but when faced with the sword cultivator on Shujian Mountain, he had no idea of ​​taking action.

For a sword cultivator, killing himself is probably as simple as crushing an ant to death.

Not far away, Dongfang Nuannuan looked at the scene and showed an undetectable smile on the corner of her mouth. The sword cultivator appeared in front of her two hours ago and never spoke, but she knew the purpose of the other party, so she deliberately pushed Xiao Jinyan in front of him.

After a bet with Xiao Jinyan, she lost two games in a row, and the sword cultivator would definitely not sit idly by. Dongfang Nuannuan wanted to see how this sword cultivator's martial arts were, she didn't mind. If she had the chance, she would catch a sword cultivator to study it.

At this moment, the sword cultivator suddenly stretched out his right hand.

Xiao Jinyan had a wrong idea, so he took two steps forward, stretched out his right hand, grabbed Jian Cultivator's hand, shook it twice, and said, "Hello, my name is Xiao Jinyan, make a friend."

Jian Xiu was stunned for a moment.

He was a little at a loss and stayed there. From the memory of his memory, these hands had never touched anything except holding a sword.

A strange thought came into the mind of the sword cultivator. He wanted to pull his hand back, but the temperature from Xiao Jinyan's palm made him a little fascinated.

Jian Xiu said in a hoarse voice, "Give it."

Xiao Jinyan pulled his hand back, took out the seal from his arms, and handed it over.

Whether it is the nameless gun or the seal, Xiao Jinyan didn't care at all. Now he just wanted to take Yu Wenshuang away, so he handed over the seal without hesitation.

But the sword cultivator dared not reach out to get it.

He was afraid of touching Xiao Jinyan's hand again. He waved his hand and the nameless magic gun flew out of the sedan chair. He carried the gun head and the gun body on his back.

"You, come with me."

After saying that, he pointed to the gate of the imperial city and walked forward. Xiao Jinyan thought it was better. Since there was no need to do anything, if he could leave the city, he quickly took Yu Wenshuang to leave this place of failure.

Dongfang Nuannuan's face changed slightly. She whispered to Chu Xian, and Chu Xian shouted, "Stop them!"

During the battle between Xiao and Li, the national guards who had already withdrawn by hundreds of feet were full of fear, but the emperor was unable to do anything. Nearly a thousand people rushed in and surrounded the three of them in the center.

Jian Xiu frowned, a little unhappy.

Every time he took a step forward, the guards took a step back. They were also flesh and blood. Xiao Jinyan had already made them feel scared, let alone this seemingly weird thin sword cultivator.

Chu Xian said, "If you kill this person, I will be appointed as the general!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the guards showed a hot look in their eyes. There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. If they can kill them in one go, wouldn’t they be rich and powerful in the future?

Someone shouted, "Come on your life!"

Everyone rushed towards this side, preparing to kill the man with guns and swords.

The sword cultivator had no expression on his face, and unsheathed the long sword in his hand and swung a sword.

There is no true energy fluctuation, no sword energy, just a simple sword. The next moment, the entire palace square became a hell on earth.

Nearly a thousand people, one sword broke twice.

He didn't even wail, and he died.

Before the sword energy came to the body, these people had already been cut off from their vitality.

There was blood everywhere above the square, flowing into the drainage canal along the terrain.

In front of Zhongji Palace, Chu Xian and others were stunned. This miserable scene became a fear that they could not erase in their lives.

After leaving some thought, the iron guards who did not rush up all threw away their armor and ran out. They could not afford to do the job in the imperial city, but their lives could not be taken.

The sword cultivator continued to move forward and left the palace with Xiao Jinyan and Yu Wenshuang.

There was a rumbling sound.

The entire palace wall collapsed with a bang, leaving only a wall foundation of more than three feet high. The previous sword turned the city wall into two.

Chu Xian's face was pale and he seemed to have been quite frightened.

If this kind of monster stays in Shangjing, then it will be meaningless as the emperor, whether to do it or not.

Some people kept reporting the whereabouts of sword cultivation, "Report! The assassin has left Donghua Gate!"

"Report! The assassin has left the capital and headed west!"

"Report! The assassin is twenty miles outside the capital!"

Chu Xian breathed a sigh of relief and thought, let's go, the farther you go, the better, it's best not to see him in this life. He made up his mind that when things happened, he had to quickly open up the secret path that had been sealed before, so as not to encounter trouble in the future and not even be able to save his life.

The "thief" had left. Pan Qing, the commander of the National Guard, dispatched another group of troops to protect the imperial city. At the same time, he sent someone to clean up the bodies on the square. However, blood had penetrated into the ground, and the square was covered with red.

Dongfang Nuannuan said, "It's all over here. Please be your emperor with peace of mind, let's say goodbye."

Chu Xian said repeatedly, "Saint girl stayed."

Dongfang Nuannuan asked with a smile, "What else is there?"

"The saint is gone. If the monster comes back, what should we do?"

"You Da Chu no longer has anything he misses. Why did he come back to do it? Could it be that you are still afraid that he will steal your throne? Have you ever seen the eagle in the sky and care about who is the queen of the ant among the nests of ants?"

Dongfang Nuannuan glanced at the emperor's dragon throne in Zhongji Hall and said disdainfully, "That seat is hard and cold, if it were me, I might not want to sit."

Of course Dongfang Nuannuan doesn’t want to sit.

Her ambition is not in the world, but in the way of heaven.

She was unwilling to give up and couldn't understand why the sword master on Shujian Mountain chose the woman named Li instead of her?

She was not convinced, and she wanted to prove that she was no worse than Li Jinghong.

Dongfang Nuannuan picked up a red fruit from the ground, put it in her mouth and took it with a bite. It was so tender and juicy, and said, "There is nothing good for Xichu, and it's just this fruit. I haven't eaten it before, so I can barely make do with it."

Chu Xian said, "This is a tribute from foreign countries in the Western Regions. Before the name is named, please ask the saint to give it a name."

Dongfang Nuannuan took another one and said, "That's called cherry tomatoes."

While speaking, Li Renjie came back to report his life. At this time, he absorbed Zhao Wuji's internal strength and became more and more calm.

"You killed Zhao Wuji?"

"No, but it's almost the same."

Dongfang Nuannuan said, "It seems that I have passed on your brick-moving skills. You have learned a good understanding of it. You will soon be able to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors. Very good, very good."

Li Renjie said, "It is still not enough to kill Zhao Langjiang."

Dongfang Nuannuan turned around and ordered the Demon Cult to say, "Let's go, the sword cultivator takes Xiao Jinyan away and will definitely go to Shuiyue Cave Heaven."

Everyone followed Dongfang Nuannuan and walked towards the backyard of the palace. The blood at the main entrance was not dry, and she didn't want to get her shoes dirty. When she passed by Chunhua Palace, someone suddenly stabbed him with a sword.

"Witch, look at the sword!"

The sword technique is soft and weak. The wine-crazy Ren Peng raised his sword and broke it in the future. He was about to kill the assassination man. Dongfang Nuannuan shouted, "Stop."

Chu Xian was shocked and said angrily, "Sun Heart, what are you doing?"

The assassin is Crescent Spring. After returning from the palace, she was placed in Chunhua Palace by Chu Xian. Brothers Ali and Buda were killed and Li Demo rebels. All of this was related to the demon witch. When she saw her passing by today, she couldn't help but hold her sword to kill her.

Chu Xian said again, "Come here, drag this woman out and behead her!"

"No need!" Dongfang Nuannuan stopped her. She looked at the Crescent Spring and smiled, "It turns out that she is a bloody woman. Xiao Jinyan has a lot of love debts."

Crescent Spring said angrily, "What are you talking about?"

Dongfang Nuannuan came over and whispered in her ear, "I know your secret. If you don't want your tribe members to suffer, then be your queen obediently. Sister, I like you more than Chu Xian's tuberculosis."

The Crescent Spring flapped and sat on the ground, with a blank look in his eyes.

She came to Xijing as the heart of the sun. She thought she would use the power of becoming a wise king to revitalize the ancient country clan. However, the Ali brothers who were traveling with her were killed. Li Demo sent two thousand warriors in the clan to a dead end. She was completely disappointed. She wanted to kill Dongfang Nuannuan and then commit suicide, but Dongfang Nuannuan's words rekindled her hope.

Dongfang Nuannuan took out a black token from her arms. It was the Xuanhuo Order of the Holy Crescent God Cult. She handed this item to the Crescent Spring. "Sister, in a few days it will be your wedding day, and my sister has nothing to give it. Give this item to you."

She said to Chu Xian again, "From now on, she will be a member of my God of Light. If you treat her at all, be careful that I will send someone to take your head."

Chu Xian was frightened and said yes.

The Gubang clan has no longer used value. He wanted to kick the Crescent Spring away, but when Dongfang Nuannuan intervened, he was inconvenient to do it.

Dongfang Nuannuan laughed and took everyone out of the palace.

...

Three days later.

An old man crawled out of a ruin in the Breguet Palace. He was dressed in rags, his hair was scattered, his fingernails were broken, and his shoes were lost, and he looked very embarrassed.

King Breguet was dead, and King Cheng Xian moved into the palace. He did not take much effort to walk out of the palace.
To be continued...