This is a feast of art, explosive art. The martial arts arena was filled with the brilliant explosion of true energy and the power of heaven and earth, and even the entire barrier formation was flashing like neon.
Baiyun Jiu changed into a strange and domineering one, completely different from Shen Tianhe's previous appearance of being unable to make a living without rice. The sky was shrouded in dark clouds. Fei Fulong used his own power to change the weather. Above the Divine Capital City in the clear sky, the dark clouds were centered on the martial arts platform. , covering a ten-mile radius, black clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it! !
Between the clouds, purple thunder is dense, which is daunting, and this huge thunder cloud has only one outlet, and that is on the martial arts stage. Fei Fulong's moves and moves, the person is in the sky, and his position is changing. , sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, the sword light is like thunder suddenly appearing in the long night, so fast that it is dizzying.
Bai Chongjia is a proficient Taoist. He forms seals with one hand and transforms into afterimages. The handle of a knife in his hand is like a weapon that changes colors all the time. He is full of the power of earth and earth. He is even more tortoise shell than tortoise shell. No, exactly. It is said that it is the turtle shell, and the shadow of the giant beast shrouded outside Fe Fulong is exactly the form of Xuanwu.
Cao An looked a little weird. Looking at the fight between the two, it could be said to be the most fancy one, but also the most exciting one. He just felt like he was seeing the battle between the legal assassin and the mage. Bai Chongjia had all kinds of The Taoist skills are instantaneous, Fei Fulong's palms are thunderous, and he keeps practicing his moves.
"Bai Chongjia deserves to be the number one person in the Tiandao Sect in the past five hundred years!" Cen Zhan couldn't help but sigh. The Tiandao Sect practices Taoism as the main method, and Taoism as the supplement. According to the sect's promotion system, if there is insufficient understanding of Taoism and Taoism, there is absolutely no possibility of progress in Taoism and martial arts.
So much so that although the Tiandao Sect enjoys a great reputation in the world, the real individual combat power of the lower levels is not high. Only the highly skilled and seasoned Taoists are the truly powerful killers in the Tiandao Sect to protect the sect. In a simple word, the Master moves forward. If the time is too long, it is easy to be interrupted directly.
Even so, Bai Chongjia is the only one in Tiandao Sect. Not every high-level Taoist is like this. Only Bai Chongjia can reach such speed. Just look at him on the court, facing Fei Fulong. Attacking at such a speed still gives people a feeling of contentment, knowing that he has reached an incredible level with the Taoist books of Tiandao Sect.
Fast yet elegant!
The people present also saw that neither of them used power beyond that of the Six Scenery Celestial Beings, nor did they use any big killing moves. They just fought with the pure strength of the Celestial Realm until one party exhausted all their strength. This is like It's an agreement between two people, but I don't know whether this agreement will still be useful when one party's strength reaches its limit.
Cao An has gained enough from this grand martial arts banquet in the capital of the gods. The biggest gain is probably his understanding of the seventh scene. The fight between the two at the moment is very interesting to watch, but there is not much to learn from Cao An, so he simply closes his eyes. He rested his mind and quietly restored his strength. There were several people around him doing the same thing as Cao An.
Only the sect representatives below that day and the civil and military officials far away watched with gusto, especially the eldest princess Fengyang, who vividly interpreted the ten words of "a layman watching the fun and an expert watching the sect" vividly.
This battle lasted for half an hour. It was the longest battle among all the battles that had occurred. It ended with the defeat of Baiyun Sect Fei Fulong. Bai Chongjia put the Taoist soldiers across Fei Fulong's neck. At this point, with an air of indifference to the situation, he lifted his robe and withdrew his Dao sword.
"You poor man, I will store this head on your neck for the time being. I will collect it again someday." After saying this, the disciples of the Baiyun Sect came out quickly when the formation was opened. The disciples of the Baiyun Sect rushed over and helped their leader to leave the ring. Since the fight, this is the first fight in which both pairs left the ring without any injuries.
Cao An's memory was a little blurry. It was obviously not that long, it was only three years at best. Why did it feel like so long had passed? He thought of Li Yuxiu of Baiyun Sect, the sister whom this body once recognized in his heart, and he didn't know how she was doing there after such a long time.
"Brother Cao, are you thinking of the eldest lady of the Li family?"
The heaviness around him was one of the few people who knew about this matter. When he saw the change in Cao An's demeanor, he guessed what Cao An was thinking.
"Yes, Baiyun Sect, the sect she originally belonged to."
"Want to inquire?"
Cao An shook his head. He knew very well that for Li Yuxiu, the line connecting him to himself had been cut clean. There was no need to add to the worries. He was not a mechanical thing who could delete things he didn't need. He was a living person. There will be associations when you see them, that’s all.
Four fights, three against one. King Pingtian's face was already a little ugly. Another loss would mean that he would never be able to get the ninth-five position.
"Cen Zhan!!"
"Jiang Shan!!"
The two Seven Scenery Yinshen realms both stood up and saluted to their respective superiors on the high platform. They seemed not to be picky, and it seemed like it was the way it should be. The two brothers fighting on the high platform were the Martial Arts Hall and the Martial Arts Academy. Over the years, they have also been fighting with each other for many years, competing for talents, openly criticizing in court, and secretly competing for power. Until today, it was their turn to stand in the sun and resolve all future conflicts.
"If I lose, what are you going to do with the people in the martial arts hall?" Jiang Shan's stern face was solemn and his eyes were focused. Unexpectedly, a black Yanyue knife appeared in his hand, and the long handle was barely an inch into the ground. But he didn't make any sound. He held the blade with one hand and pointed it outward.
"Disorganize and organize all the military attachés above the middle level of Zhijiang Wutang into all the armies of the imperial dynasty, including but not limited to the border troops." Cen Zhan said it without any hesitation. He thought he had already done something similar. plans, and even the roster may have appeared in the hands of Emperor Zhao Tianli.
"If we lose, what do you plan to do with the people of the Martial Academy?"
Cen Zhan said, if we lose, and Jiang Shan said, if I lose.
Jiang Shan looked gloomy, "You will not lose, and you cannot lose again. How many people are here today? How many people are scattered outside who should be sitting on them?"
Cen Zhan understood what he meant and asked, "Is this your own intention, or is it the intention of King Pingtian?"
"This is what a country should abide by."
Cen Zhan sneered, "If it had been like this, why did you do those things in the first place? Now that I'm looking back and saying this, don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"No one wants to be like this. Since I had other thoughts that day, I know that this is a road that can't be turned back at all. This is not just me. I believe that everyone who follows the king thinks so. How can family and country matters matter? It will be as childish as today, but we have no choice. The person in the imperial tomb is back. In the face of absolutely subversive power, any plan is meaningless. Under this premise, it is better to think more. "
Cen Zhan did not make any sarcasm this time. He knew about this matter, "But how do you ensure that the remaining people can still be used by the court? If all that is left is a pile of future troubles, it is better to clean them all at once."
This is a very obvious situation. How many sect tokens have been issued from the founding of the country to now, how many are coming now, and how many martial sects in the world still dominate the mountain and do not obey the emperor's orders. With such a comparison, how to reduce the weakening of the imperial power again became a question on the table.
The current result of the fight is already three against one. The cheapest option is to kill one Jiang Shan. To make it four against one, if the fight continues, at least two more high-level warriors will be killed in the court. This is the best option. The worst result is that four more people will die. Jiang Shan can guarantee his pure loyalty to the dynasty, but he cannot guarantee it for others.
So Jiang Shan came to seek death.
"The king holds the blood contract of master and servant of everyone else. If he loses, it will naturally be transferred to your majesty. There will be no future trouble." Jiang Shan answered absolutely. It seems that they have been prepared for it.
"Cen will ask His Majesty to treat your family leniently. At least, they will not be humiliated."
Jiang Shan nodded and looked in the direction of Cao An, "He will not be from the dynasty. Dean Cen should understand."
All Cen Zhan was thinking about, before Jiang Shan could speak, he said: "But the imperial court will not offend a top Six Scenery Heaven and Human Realm Yanshi just because of your grudges."
"If he doesn't die, what's the point of me waiting to die?" Jiang Shan scolded.
"You are dead, and Monk Wujie is also dead. By then, there will be only one more sworn brother of King Pingtian, the eldest son of King Pingtian, who will die. Why not?"
"Don't you regard the Crown Prince as a human being?"
Cen Zhan frowned, "It's not like you don't know what he did. Besides, our purpose is to preserve power for the dynasty. Does he count as power?"
Cen Zhan's question "Does he count as strength?" blocked what Jiang Shan wanted to say. From Cen Zhan's words, he could hear the court's attitude. Li Rulong couldn't keep it any longer. He wanted to fight for it, but he had already stopped talking. It was useless no matter how much he said, I could only mourn for Li Rulong for a moment in my heart.
After regaining his composure, Jiang Shan kicked up the Yanyue Sword and looked at his old rival Cen Zhan, "Then please grant Jiang's final glory."
Cen Zhan nodded heavily and drew with one hand in the air, breaking the barrier they had just set. The scene in the martial arts arena reappeared in everyone's sight. Cao An looked puzzled, but he did not guess what was going on. Only King Ping Tian seemed to be aware of what people were thinking and the content of their conversations, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.
He didn't look at everything on the martial arts stage, but cast his gaze in another direction of the martial arts academy. That location was the imperial mausoleum. There was a look of reluctance in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do.
The one who had already given him a chance decided to settle the family matters at home. Since ancient times, the clans had the tradition of retainers, and the matters at home were settled in the form of fighting between retainers. On the premise of taking into account both fairness and the preservation of family strength, Resolve conflicts and disputes in an absolutely ruthless manner.
It looks affectionate but is actually ruthless! !
