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Chapter 657 Sword Diagram

The cloud emperor floated on the imperial city like leaves. His face was dissatisfied with charm. It was like white paper. His dragon robe was almost shattered. The soft armor worn close to the dragon robe appeared with knife marks and palm prints. The most terrifying chest collapsed, and almost all of his ribs were broken. However, his strong willpower supported him not to fall down immediately, but his body shook trembling.

For Zeyun City, the only human emperor in the dragon world is almost exhausted!

"His Majesty……"

"His Majesty!"

A group of kings and princes rushed over, and they couldn't help crying when they saw the Yun Emperor.

On the earth, the sound of horse hooves roared, and a group of iron cavalry heading north raised their weapons and pointed directly at the exiles in the air. For a moment, golden shadows seemed to fly up from the heads of the crowd, gathered together, and turned into a spear and struck away in the air.

"Just you guys?"

The exiled man raised his hand and shook his head on the spear. Suddenly, thousands of iron cavalry gathered with formations on the ground retreated and vomited blood. The exiled man was shocked to retreat dozens of meters, and his face looked pale.

"What's your name?" the cousin asked with his head raised.

The exile looked at us and said lightly: "My name is Situ Qing, just an unknown young man in the exile land. What's your name?"

"Bu Xuanyin, the person in the lower world."

"I remember your name." Situ Qing's eyes were cold and he said, "But even a mere lower realm dares to compete with the people in the upper realm, you think too much of yourself."

My cousin's beautiful eyes were bright and said calmly: "What about you? Do you want to conquer this world with just two people? Now that Luyi is dead, can you suppress so many of us alone? Don't forget that we still have many magical tools and means that have not been used yet. If you really want to defeat the death, then just fight."

As he said that, my cousin raised his palm and a silver spear appeared in his hand. The human king's power burst out from his delicate body, which was very amazing.

"Bu Xuanyin."

Situ Qing looked at him with a gaze and said, "Your Dragon Realm is only one of the thousand broken realms in the lower realm. The rules in the air are thin, and spiritual energy can only be considered inferior. Do you really want to be enemies with the upper realm? In my opinion, with your ability to build this domain with your power, replace the human emperor and become the new queen. It is better for us to make a deal. I will help you ascend the throne. You only need to help me enact a new way of death and destruction."

"Yeah?"

My cousin smiled casually and said with a red lips: "I'm not used to being a dog, you...get out immediately, otherwise I will kill you for the Dragon Realm even if I fight to the death!"

"Okay, you're fine!"

Situ Qing kept sneering, then took out a jade flute and slowly started to blew it. Then he stepped on the clouds and began to retreat with the beast tide. The green cow and the five-horned golden dragon flew away one after another, leaving Zeyun City with the beast tide.

Finally, a disaster receded.

...

“Woo…”

My cousin hummed softly, knelt on one knee, and could no longer hold on to the spear. She just forced herself to hold on.

"sister!"

I hurriedly held her in my arms and looked at her pale face, feeling very distressed.

"Xiaoxuan..."

Her breath was terrifyingly weak, and her starry eyes looked at me and chuckled, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine, hey... I'm embarrassed for you this time, I can't even beat an exile."

"No, you are already very strong." I shook my head, my nose a little sore, and said, "I can't even catch a single move from Luyi, but you can compete with him hundreds of moves. Sister, don't blame yourself, stop talking quickly, heal, Xiaoyan, help me protect the Dharma!"

Su Yan nodded.

Su Xicheng, Su Yinchen, the Great Elder and others also flew over, showing a look of worry on their faces: "Xuanyin, are you okay?"

"fine."

My cousin shook her head: "It would be great if everyone is here."

Su Xicheng looked in the direction of the prince of the Yun clan and said, "The Emperor of Yun... seems to have run out of oil..."

"That's right!"

On the city wall, the Yun Emperor, who was originally half-kneeling, slowly stood up holding a sword in his hand, vomiting blood in his mouth, and his whole body was approaching the brink of collapse. It seemed as if a storm was about to explode. His broken body could not calm his cultivation. His eyes were as dark as night, and he looked at Su Xicheng from afar, saying, "Are you the chief of the Dragon Spirit Federation, Su Xicheng?"

"yes."

Although Su Xicheng's cultivation level was far inferior to the other party, his aura was not weak. He said, "The Yun Kingdom encountered such a great disaster. I led the strong men from the spiritual world to come to help, but it seems that it is still too late."

The two leaders from the north and the south met for the first time, but they did not expect that this day would be one of them.

Emperor Yun coughed violently, and the light around him dissipated, revealing a middle-aged handsome face, and said with a wry smile: "I have long wanted to meet with the leader of the spiritual world. Unfortunately, I never expected that the first time I saw you would be the last time. Su Xicheng, Yun Guo is grateful for the help of the spiritual world, and thank you too."

“No need to be polite.”

On the side, the King of Zhenbei gritted his teeth, held Yunhuang's arm, and said, "Your Majesty, don't say so much, take the holy medicine immediately and use the energy to heal the wounds. Your body is important."

"No need." Emperor Yun shook his head: "It is futile to take anything. Situ Qing's cultivation is far above me. He has long shattered my internal organs and meridians with his internal strength. At this time, even the magic medicine is powerless. You follow me and the matter of the Yun clan will be delivered to you after my death."

As he said that, Emperor Yun looked at us from afar and said, "Young Master Bu, please come with the Queen of Northern Kingdom, and I also want to entrust you with one thing."

"Um."

I supported my cousin who had already taken the healing medicine and took her into the city. The Beilin Iron Cavalry outside the city also followed thousands of people in the city. The Yun clan's army was not rejected. After all, the Beilin Iron Cavalry became the real backbone in the previous battle, blocking the deadly attack of the beast tide. If the Beilin Iron Cavalry had not arrived in time, Zeyun City would have fallen.

...

Emperor Yun did not return to the palace. He no longer had the strength to walk too far. He just found a mill on the side and sat down in a mess. His face was bloodless and he was gasping for breath. This powerful human emperor was about to die.

Looking at the appearance of Emperor Yun, the group of princes of the Yun clan cried in tears. The ninth prince, the fifteenth prince and other groups of princes also knelt down in one go and said crying: "Father!"

"Don't cry!"

The Yun Emperor's eyes were majestic and said tremblingly: "The upper realm has taken action against my dragon realm. This is a great disaster in the world. I can't escape it. I just parted in advance. Don't be sad. You must remember the preachers of the Yun clan. After I leave, you must work together to rebuild the glory of my Yun clan. Cough cough cough..."

He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole complexion was even worse and he was about to fall.

I felt a little confused. A noble emperor was actually seriously injured by an exile. Is the strength of the lower realm so vulnerable? Emperor Yun died not only for the Yun clan, but also for all living beings in the dragon realm.

"Book Young Master."

Emperor Yun looked up at me.

My cousin pushed my shoulder: "Go."

A group of kings and princes gave in, and I walked to the front of Emperor Yun and said, "Your Majesty, Bu Yixuan is here, please give me instructions."

Yun Huang's eyes showed a bit kindness and smiled and said, "You are about the same age as my sons, but... your talent and insight are far better than all of them. Unfortunately... I would have a son like you."

The fifteenth prince Bai Tuochen frowned, but did not say anything. The ninth prince and the other princes gritted their teeth, looking dissatisfied.

Emperor Yun continued, "Thank you... I cut off the rhizomes of evil trees in the star nest and cut off the despicable people in the upper realm to steal the luck of my dragon world. Your move is to benefit thousands of generations of descendants. You must remember that if you are the strongest hero in this world, what you represent is no longer just the spiritual world, but also the millions of people in the Yun tribe. I am about to die, and I will die on this battlefield, and there is no regret."

He stared at me and said, "You are practicing swordsmanship, and you are far better than others on the road to swordsmanship. I have a picture here, which is obtained by chance when you are young. It may be of some benefit to your swordsmanship. It is the last gift and will be given to you."

As he said that, Emperor Yun raised his hand, and the rune power immediately flew towards me wrapped in an ancient scroll of pictures.

I caught the scroll with both hands, and I just glanced at it. This scroll was a landscape picture, plain, but when I looked closely, the sword heart in the inner world immediately resonated with it. This picture was very extraordinary and contained the extremely powerful mystery of swordsmanship!

"This is……"

"This object is called Tonggu Sword Picture. A scroll is a swordsmanship method. I hope it will be helpful to you."

I nodded, deeply feeling the extraordinaryness of this sword picture. My body sank and knelt on one knee, saying, "Thank you, Emperor Yun, for giving the picture!"

This kneeling did not kneel on the Yun clan’s human emperor, but just to kneel on a powerful Yun clan who died on the battlefield for his home.

"Father!"

The fifteenth prince Bai Tuochen walked forward, looked at Emperor Yun with his eyes straight, and said, "Who will be the emperor after his father has passed away from the Pure Land? If his father does not establish a new emperor, the Yun Kingdom will be in chaos soon."

Emperor Yun nodded and said angrily: "What the fifteenth child said is... Zhenbei King, where is King Mu?"

King Zhenbei, the few king-level lords left in Yun Kingdom, were also the strongest. He knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice: "I am here, even if your Majesty gives me the order, I will do my best to support the new lord!"

"Who do you think deserves the great responsibility?" asked Yun Huang.

The King of Zhenbei was stunned and said quickly: "The matter of the successor is the matter of Your Majesty's arbitrary decision. I will never say much. I just wait for Your Majesty to decide the new king. I will definitely be loyal to you by death!"

King Mu was seriously injured and coughed up blood and said, "I... I will discuss it."

"good!"

There was a hint of admiration in the cloudy eyes of Emperor Yun, and he said, "The King of Zhenbei, King Mu, and the Duke of Liaodong obeyed the order. I am about to leave. Let's... I will make the fifteenth son Bai Tuochen the new emperor. The fifteenth son is talented and kind, and can take great responsibility. You must assist me with all your heart and create a prosperous era for the prosperity of the Yun Kingdom!"

"Yes, your Majesty!"

A group of princes and princes knelt down one after another, but there were also people who were resentful, especially the ninth prince and several ministers around him, who looked rude, but they just lowered their heads and did not cause any attacks.

...

Emperor Yun, with a dead face, sat quietly on a millstone, and finally swallowed his last breath. The real fire of Tianyang Gong in his body was burning and spreading, and his body burned from his chest. The heroic ruler of a generation burned clean in an instant like a paper man, leaving only a pile of ashes scattered with the wind.

"Father..."

"His Majesty……"
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