1953. Nine Palace Immortal Guard

No one can understand Xing Jiutian’s mood at this time.

Those are ninety-nine Golden Pill Powerful Ones. The cultivation of each Golden Pill Powerful One has taken hundreds of years and used up countless resources.

What's more, among these sword immortal guards, each of them is the best among the people. In the future, several powerful tribulation masters will be born, but now they are all killed by Chu Yun.

At this moment, Xing Jiutian's heart was bleeding.

"He is trying to cut off the foundation of my empire~"

Xing Jiutian sighed, and in that sigh, there were all anger and sadness.

In the hall, Ronghua was still kneeling down to apologize.

Xing He was also full of tremor.

After a long time, Xing He looked at Xing Jiutian with some concern: "Father...Father, are you... okay?"

It was the first time he saw his father so angry. Xing He was naturally frightened and worried about asking questions.

Xing Jiutian did not answer. After being silent for a long time, his whole mind was slowly calmed down.

At this time, Xing Jiutian's face was as gloomy as water, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Ronghua, go and summon the nine immortal palaces and let the palace masters of each palace come to see me."

"In addition, I will send my order to let the Jiugong Guard enter the city immediately and come and worship quickly!"

What?

When Ronghua heard the Nine Palace Guards, his pupils immediately shrank, and his whole body trembled.

Xing He was even more shocked and shocked. He did not expect that there were actually Nine Palace Guards in their imperial royal family.

Xing He always thought that everything about the Nine Palace Guards was just a legend.

But now, it actually exists?

"Master, do you really want the Jiugong Guard to enter the city?" Ronghua's face turned pale and his face was full of panic, but he asked Xing Jiutian in a low voice.

You know, every Nine Palace Guard is a powerful person who has passed the tribulation.

Just to kill a young man in the Yuan realm, he actually sent a powerful person to overcome the tribulation to encircle him. He was just such a battle against Gu Jianhe back then?

Of course Ronghua was frightened.

"Master, are we using a knives to kill chickens?"

Xing Jiutian stood with his hands behind his back and replied in a deep voice: "The lion fights with the rabbit, and also uses all his strength. This time, I don't want any more accidents."

Although Xing Jiutian knew that dispatching the Nine Palace Guards to deal with Chu Yun was indeed a bit useless, compared to this, what Xing Jiutian disliked was the accidental occurrence.

"I don't believe it anymore. I am trying to use the power of the empire. Could it be that I can't kill a young man?"

Xing Jiutian knew very well that if he let the tiger go back to the mountain, Chu Yun would probably become a major concern for the Nine Palace Immortal Kingdom.

Xing Jiutian was too kind to the wine sword immortal at the beginning and did not kill him when he was in vain. Otherwise, why would he have to pay such a big price later?

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That night.

The palace lords of each immortal palace were immediately summoned into the palace by Xing Jiutian, and then they swore to help the royal family chase down Chu Yun.

At the same time, nine figures sneaked into the Immortal City Palace under the moonlit night to meet Xing Jiutian, the king of the Nine Palaces.

In the Palace of the Emperor.

The darkness was thick, with only the faint candlelight on the table slowly driving away the darkness here.

Xing Jiutian stood with his hands behind his back.

In front of him, there were nine old men wearing white robes. On the robe, there were nine black dragon-patterned lines lying in between.

These nine old men were like ghosts and ghosts in the dark night. Standing there, they gave people a huge oppression, like mountains and abyss.

"Master, are you looking for us?"

At this time, a tall and thin old man walked forward, bowed slightly to Xing Jiutian, and asked slowly.

Xing Jiutian turned his back to them, looking at a painting on the wall.

Above the calligraphy and paintings, there are words such as dragons and phoenixes flying, and mountains, rivers and streams crisscrossing.

"Old Mr. Lian, do you still remember this painting?" Xing Jiutian asked suddenly.

Old Lian frowned, then turned around and forgot to go over. After seeing the calligraphy and painting, his pupils immediately shrank: "Is this the Qianshan Sword Decision we drew back then?"

"Yes." Xing Jiutian nodded, "Old Lian, it seems you still remember it."

"Of course I remember. At that time, you and I had a total of 13 powerful tribulation masters besieged Gu Jianhe, and in the end, nine died under the Qianshan Sword Technique of Gu Jianhe."

"The four of us who survived back then drew the Qianshan Sword Technique on this drawing with the memory of fighting with Gu Jianhe. In order to help us piece together the complete Qianshan Sword Technique."

Listening to the old man's story, Xing Jiutian also nodded with a smile.

"Yes, it's a pity that the Qianshan Sword Art is too obscure and profound. Even though we fought with Gu Jianhe for more than a hundred moves and realized the power of the Qianshan Sword Art no less than ten times. After that, we spent a hundred years recalling and knowing how to draw, but in the end we only pieced together some incomplete sword poses, and we have not yet made up the complete Qianshan Sword Art."

Xing Jiutian's words were filled with emotion. He coveted the Qianshan Sword Art of Jiu Jianxian for a long time, but Gu Jianhe did not give it to him until his death.

"Why did the king bring up the old things again today? Did he discover the sword score of Qianshan Sword Art?" Mr. Lian immediately looked up at Xing Jiutian and asked in confusion.

Xing Jiutian shook his head: "No. But the disciple of the Jiujianxian appeared."

What?

Xing Jiutian's words surprised everyone present.

Especially those who experienced that war were even pale.

"Where is that person now?"

"What is the realm now?"
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