"I wish!" Chen Fan bowed again, and this time he bowed to the altar. His voice was not loud and loud, and even a little low. But at the moment when the stone pillar came out, it was like a war drum, and the sound shook all over the field.

In an instant, it was like countless echoes, constantly impacting the minds of everyone in the field. Now Chen Fan was like a crown prince kneeling on the ground. At the moment he brought the crown, countless people crowned him.

A large number of young men were shocked when watching the ceremony, and a warm and radiant brilliance that they had never seen before.

Where can a young man in the world be content with ordinary people?

The world is a dream. Many people have pursued it desperately, but it is too vast. The eagle wants to fight in the sky, but its wings are always not hard enough. The young tiger wants to whistle the mountains, but its fangs are always not sharp enough.

They are young and have not yet experienced the world. They all know the world from books and the old people. The vast sky, the depth of the lakes and seas, and the bizarreness are all in their minds, but after all, they are out of reach.

But today, they witnessed the rise of a young man who was about the same age as them, but extremely charming and amazing. Only then did they realize that the world of the world has always been around, but if they dare not set foot in, they will only become spectators.

Which of the saplings in the greenhouse has grown into towering trees? Just like Chen Fan, who was extremely dazzling in front of him, after several life and death, he finally left his footprints in the world. However, they were still hesitating.

At this moment, countless young men had the idea of ​​using swords as boats and throwing themselves into the sea. They also had to fight for the surging waves and see the ups and downs of the trend.

The entire Zhongzhou continent seemed to have an inexplicable momentum evaporated in an instant, invisible or intangible. However, it made the continent suddenly full of vitality and fortune.

A journey of ninety thousand miles, crossing five continents in one night.

But in the eyes of those older generations, they sighed in their hearts. Chen Fan's rise was more like the birth of a new world and the end of the old world.

Chen Fan didn't know how much impact he had on this world today. After accepting the identity of Jianzi, he slowly stood up straight.

"Greetings to the sword!" The Liuyun monk in the audience suddenly let out a long roar after Chen Fan got up, like a vast torrent of heaven and earth, covering the sky and covering the earth, spreading through the world.

Even the Yunze Giant City, which is thirty miles away, is clearly heard. After Feng Qingyu Mu Shenzhou, it is clear that it has a sword again!

With a heavy sword on the back of white clothes, the young man looks like a monarch on earth.

But there are unexpected situations in the world, and the young man is proud, but some people refuse to allow it.

Someone came in the sky with his feet stepping on auspicious clouds, his hair was gray and his gold and iron light flashed, and his hair was intertwined, like an iron tool, and the sound was deafening.

His face was old and covered with ditches. His body exuded a decayed breath, but his aura was arrogant and divine light gathered, dazzling. Just one look made people feel pain and dizzy, and their minds became scared.

He looked down at Liuyun and saw the most conspicuous sword son Chenfan in the field at a glance. A murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a dazzling divine light shot out at the same time.

The divine light turned into endless streaming arrows, and arrived in an instant, and the murderous intent condensed into substance, like blood-colored spears, locking Chen Fan tightly.

He stepped on the flowing arrow, and countless people were as if nothing was in the field of view. Behind him, a magical three-clawed white dragon directly tore through the space to manifest itself. His huge body broke out from the black crack, causing the turbulent wind to roar and the thunder roar. The scales all over his body were as cold as snow, which made people shocked.

When the dragon opened its mouth, hundreds of monks suddenly shot out of the dragon's bloody mouth, standing in the sky with their soldiers, full of murderous aura.

"The imperial palace adheres to the will of the emperor and does not allow the existence of the world to nourish the spirit, and idle people will retreat!"

It turned out that it was the imperial palace that came to kill!

"The emperor has become a feather, but he is still not allowed to appear in the world. The imperial palace even directly killed Shang Liuyun and started a sect battle. How terrifying is this Lingsheng?" Someone in the crowd was shocked.

"Liuyun Sword Sect has expressed its attitude and has granted Yangling as a sword and invited nearly half of the rivers and lakes to watch the ceremony. This time the imperial palace came to the door to slap in the face, and both sides are afraid that they will never stop until death." Some people were also filled with emotion.

"This move by the Imperial Palace is too unreasonable. Why should they not let the spirit-raising people appear?"

"Girl, when did this world tell the truth? Do you know who was behind the scenes when the last spirit-raising man was robbed?"

Just as Chen Fan was about to be pierced by endless stream of light, an invisible shield suddenly appeared in front of him with ripples of water, blocking all the stream of light and not entering any further.

Countless streams of light bombarded, and the shield was just shocking and had no intention of collapse. The space before the week was broken and swept everything, but Chen Fan, who was behind the shield, had no effect at all.

Moreover, as the light of the shield flickered, a huge palm stretched out in the rolling ripples, slapped the broken space crack into nothingness on the spot, and then a mysterious and unusual aura fluctuated, slapped at the old man in the imperial palace hard.

This palm was the ancestor Liuyun who had appeared in front of Chen Fan twice. He slapped out a huge palm and directly knocked back the person. It made a thrilling sound, and the entire Liuyun Sword Sect seemed to be shocked.

Then, he stepped out of the shield and took the man to a height of thousands of feet. He emitted a divine cloud and a thousand ways of radiance. Every time he fought, he seemed to be able to penetrate the sky. It was like two rounds of scorching sun, constantly entangled and collided.

Feng Qingyu felt a little relieved when he saw the ancestor taking action, and then smiled coldly, summoned Liuyun's fairy sword in his hand, and burst out with extremely powerful combat power on the spot.

"The imperial palace is coming, Liuyun Sword Sect... fight with me!" Feng Qingyu shouted loudly, soared into the sky, and the elders and others followed closely behind.

The Liuyun Sword Sect is lined with nine peaks on both sides and is activated at the same moment. Nine golden iron chains cast like gold and water sprinkles sword energy, like the gushing of water from wells, or like the backflow of rivers and seas.

The mountains were turbulent, the spiritual energy was as sticky as the sea. The nine peaks had light columns soaring into the sky, and slowly moved in the unbelievable eyes of countless people. Finally, they gathered into a circle and surrounded the Liuyun Mountain.

Thirty-six ancient swords inserted on the white jade glazed altar seemed to have been summoned in the hazy smoke, flying out one after another, dazzlingly radiant. After the sound of swords, they hung on the top of nine peaks. One peak and four handles, many of them.

Nine peaks were round, thirty-six ancient swords were arranged in a row, and the formation was first formed, and an unstoppable and boundless killing intention appeared.

The masters of the nine mountain peaks were all sitting upright, each with four ancient swords flowing around them. The moment the formation was formed, they had a mutual understanding of their thoughts. They waved their hands at the same time, thirty-six ancient swords roaring, and nine golden chains were like whips, and dozens of cultivators in the imperial palace were killed in the blink of an eye.

Feng Qingyu held the fairy sword Liuyun in his hand and directly killed the sea of ​​clouds. The body of the three-clawed white dragon twisted, and the huge tail swept across, causing a series of violent sonic booms.

Feng Qingyu was furious and swung out a hundred-meter-long sword light with one sword, which was unstoppable.

With a "bang", the flesh and blood splattered, and the scales were like rain. The white three-clawed dragon let out a miserable roar of pain, and was overturned by Feng Qingyu's sword on the spot.

The Imperial Palace and Liuyun Sword Sect started fighting as soon as they met. The sword light broke through the air, the sword intent was like a rainbow, and the divine light in the air surged and bloomed from time to time.

There is a middle-aged man in the imperial palace, with a bloated and obese body, but extremely agile. He controls a green and quaint flying sword. Every time he dances, thick smoke floats. When the flying sword falls, it can shatter a piece of space. Its power is vast and unrivaled.

Feng Qingyu held the sword and waved towards the man in one step. The fairy sword was extremely powerful, and the colorful fairy mist sprayed. The sword energy cut and directly shattered the flying sword. The fat middle-aged man was terrified and was kicked to pieces by Feng Qingyu. The blood burst out and fell in the sky.

Then, a man in the imperial palace threw a spear, and a ray of golden light shining, stabbing Feng Qingyu's eyebrows. There was a thin old Taoist beside him, waving the whisk, burning silver flames, like a stick, sweeping towards Feng Qingyu.

Feng Qingyu did not retreat but advanced. He stepped down and waved his sleeves, and suddenly a misty purple aura filled his way out, and then it seemed like an angry sea was surging.

As the spear approached Feng Qingyu's eyebrows, a purple-gold gourd suddenly fell from the sky, and the purple-gold light continued to flow, suppressing the spear on the spot.

In the world, the sword sounded loudly, and the fairy sword clouds suddenly blew. The misty purple aura gathered in front of Feng Qingyu suddenly burst into colorful light, spreading in all directions that were airtight.

The thin old man in the imperial palace was the first to be hit. Before he could react, he was swept by the colorful light, as if he was hit by billions of pounds of force and fainted in an instant.

"Kill!" A powerful man in the imperial palace voice was cold, his body was filled with divine light, and the golden sword light suddenly spread out, densely connected, like a golden net of heaven and earth covering the sky, dispersing colorful mist, intending to suppress Feng Qingyu.

Feng Qingyu rushed to the fairy sword and flowed clouds, and suddenly colorful smoke soared into the sky, radiating light, shaking towards the surroundings. All the golden sword lights broke inch by inch, and eventually turned into golden lights all over the sky, forming a blazing golden stream, extremely dazzling.

The powerful emperor of the imperial palace looked cold and chanted a spell. The long sword in his hand suddenly rose up in the air, as if cast from gold. The lingering golden light was burning like flames, killing Feng Qingyu.

Feng Qingyu let go of Liuyun Fairy Sword, and then gently patted it. Liuyun suddenly soared into the sky, with colorful smoke magnificently crushing the golden sword, wanting to destroy it directly.

The two long swords were like two lightning bolts, bathed in dazzling golden light and gorgeous smoke, and the sky was shaking gently.

At this time, thirty-six ancient swords swept over, and the brilliant divine light reflected the heaven and earth. Nine golden iron chains entrenched across the sky, with dazzling golden light and magnificent momentum.

In the square, Chen Fan couldn't calm down. He watched from afar, and the battle in the sky made him dizzy and yearned for it.

In this battle, the imperial palace wanted to kill him and the sect wanted to protect him, but he could only be an audience member. He also wanted to go to the air with one sword and participate in the battle, but he was powerless.

(End of this chapter)
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