Love-stealing sword.
People were killed with the sword.
Even all kinds of love and hatred are in vain.
This sword seems inconspicuous, but it is the most famous magic weapon in the world.
In the Battle of Tianshan, after Yulian City ascended to Tianmen, 80% of the swordsmen in the arena were all dressed in black with black swords, and the rest were almost all dressed in white like snow, and there were almost no swordsmen wearing other colors.
"Old friends, we meet again."
Yu Liancheng looked at the sword in his hand, a smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
Buzz! The sword trembled.
Strictly speaking, the love-stealing sword is not a magic weapon. Its main characteristics are sharpness and heavyness.
However, as Yulian City moved to fight in all directions, it seemed to have developed a spiritual spirit.
But after all, it was just an ordinary soldier, and it had no significant impact on Yulian City.
"You are a good sword. If you follow me, you will probably be able to hide it or give it away. I will leave you in this world, climb to the top, and be worshiped by thousands of people."
While speaking, Yu Liancheng changed his mind and imprinted all the sword skills into the love-stealing sword.
Three Flawless Styles, Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords, Rolling Dragon Wall, Return of Ten Thousand Swords, Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Twelve Xuanyin Swords...
Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue, and Shangguan Xueer clearly saw sword lights flowing in their eyes. Each sword light was mysterious and profound. Compared with these swordsmanship, the so-called first-class swordsmen in the world are just like the random writing of children compared to a single skill.
Rays of sword light penetrated into the love-stealing sword.
Every time it penetrates, the brilliance of the love-stealing sword becomes even greater.
After a while, Yu Liancheng breathed a sigh of relief and stopped branding sword skills.
At this time, the love-stealing sword was already flowing with brilliance, and the sword aura was strong. Before it was unsheathed, it gave people a strong sense of oppression.
"Go!"
Then, Yu Liancheng threw the sword hard, and the sword immediately flew out, towards the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Xue'er, don't you want to learn my swordsmanship? Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue, don't you want to see my swordsmanship?"
"Go find this sword, go find it, all my swordsmanship is in this sword."
I don’t know what happened to this last sentence, but it quickly spread throughout the world.
Thus, the era of "Sword Frenzy" began in the world.
Everyone is looking for a sword.
A sword that can command the universe.
A sword that can dominate the world.
A... divine sword.
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Royal study room.
The emperor was dressed in ordinary clothes, lying in front of the royal eucalyptus, looking at the memorial in front of him, sometimes thinking deeply, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding with a smile, and sometimes sketching.
After a while, he finally stopped writing, pinched his eyebrows, and sighed tiredly.
"This seat is not easy to sit in."
The emperor shook his head.
After that incident, he became the emperor.
With the help of the great eunuch Wang An, coupled with many previous preparations, he successfully took over this large dynasty without revealing his secrets. Even if someone occasionally finds a clue, he will easily solve it by various means. But the position of the Nine-Fifth Lord is indeed not easy to sit in. You have to deal with memorials and balance the forces of all parties all day long.
Either way, it consumes energy and will also make people grow quickly.
Today's Prince Pingnan no longer has the childishness of a young man, and his every move carries a calm demeanor.
His expression showed fatigue. It had been a long time since he had a comfortable sleep.
But it would be extremely difficult for him to step down from this position.
He has realized that he is above those ten thousand people, the nine-fifth one.
After finishing the last memorial, the emperor opened a secret letter sent by the secret guard.
"Mr. Yu has appeared? Haha, Mr. Yu, it would be fine if you really ascended to the immortal sect, but why do you want to be relegated to the human world like the master?"
The emperor's eyes slightly
He narrowed his eyes and revealed a dangerous light: "Heavenly people like you are not stained by dust. If you come from heaven, you should go back to heaven."
While thinking about it, he wrote another secret letter and sent it into the secret passage of the imperial study.
There were really too many involved in that incident, and all the details had to be dealt with.
"Certainly!"
Suddenly, above the sky, a clear voice suddenly came to mind. Like the sound of bells and drums from heaven, it shakes the world.
The emperor suddenly raised his head, his eyes brightening. In that sound, he seemed to see an unparalleled force originating from afar, filling the heaven and earth, sweeping in at an incredible speed, covering the entire place and dominating the heaven and earth. But when this power passed through him, there didn't seem to be anything special about it, which made him slightly confused.
Is it just an illusion?
"Come here!" The emperor frowned and suddenly stood up, wanting someone to investigate what happened.
However, after this sound, no Ouchi guard came forward.
The emperor was about to get angry, but suddenly his whole body went cold because he found that the eunuchs, maids, and guards in the palace were all motionless, as if their acupuncture points had been tapped.
No! This is not just acupuncture.
The emperor once studied under Ye Gucheng, and his cultivation was among the best among the younger generation, and his internal strength was even more impressive.
When his mind was united and he took a deep breath and looked inside, even with his eyes closed, it was impossible for any flower or grass within a radius of ten feet to escape his perception.
But now.
Except for his own breathing and heartbeat, nothing could be heard.
It was as if everything had "died" just at that moment.
Faced with such a ridiculous and terrifying situation, ordinary people would be scared to death.
But he is worthy of being a nine-five-year-old man who has been an emperor. After a brief breath, he strode out of the imperial study room.
Looking around, his heart suddenly sank.
What he saw before him was more incredible and terrifying than he had imagined.
still.
Absolute stillness.
The eunuchs and palace maids who were originally moving around all stopped now, as motionless as stone statues.
The fallen leaves swirling in the wind are also frozen in the sky. The flowing water stopped flowing at this time. The bird spread its wings and stopped in mid-air incredibly.
Everything seemed to be still.
All existence is frozen in one moment.
except him.
The emperor frowned, pointed his toes, rose up ethereally, and stepped on the slippery glazed tiles. Gathering his true energy into his eyes, he looked around and found that the entire Forbidden City seemed to be absolutely still. Outside the Forbidden City, everything was business as usual. Those who hawk are hawking, those who drink tea are drinking tea, and those who are playing are having fun.
"This...what is going on?"
The emperor's mind was in chaos, and he seemed to have fallen into an infinite abyss, almost falling off the glazed tiles.
At this moment, there was a sudden flow of light on his left side. Thousands of bright lights condensed into a black figure, standing tall and elegant with his hands behind his back.
"Mr. Jade, Jade..."
This time, the emperor really fell from the glazed tile.
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