Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 860 Hundred Emperors, Thousand Saints

"Xuanming Shenchao, something has happened!"

Countless people in the city couldn't help but hear this voice in their hearts. The warships in the sky destroyed everything that Xuanming City was proud of without saying a word.

The Xuanming Monument, the city guard array, and the imperial palace.

The Xuanming Monument and the protective formation can be rebuilt, but the imperial palace is the painstaking effort of generations of Xuanming Dynasty, and there are countless exercises, supernatural powers, and treasures of the Xuanming royal family inside.

It can be said to be the treasure house of the Xuanming Dynasty.

However, under this cannon, it turned into nothing and ceased to exist.

"Irrelevant people, quit Xuanming City, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

The warship outside Xuanming City did not move any more, but a faint voice came out.

When Emperor Xuanming on the high tower heard the words, disbelief was written on his face.

At this time, there was finally movement in the Xuanming Palace. The heavy rain in the sky was gathered by a force in the palace, and it fell into the palace, and began to put out the fire.

However, it seems that the effect is not very good. It took a full quarter of an hour to barely extinguish the fire in the palace.

Standing on the high tower, Emperor Xuanming glanced at it, and his face was extremely ugly in an instant.

At this moment, more than [-]% of the original resplendent imperial palace has turned into a mass of scorched black, ruins and broken walls are everywhere, and all the guards in the palace were reduced to ashes by the fire, leaving no bones left.

"No reason!"

Emperor Xuanming no longer cared about having Xiahouhua watching beside him, and his figure disappeared into the void in a flash.

Almost at the same time, Xuanming City's best elites, about [-] Xuanming troops, quickly rushed up and down the towers, and the whole army was preparing for battle.

In the depths of the palace, there are about a thousand strong people, following Emperor Xuanming, flying into the air.

"Who is here? If there is something offending me in Xuanming Imperial City, please tell me directly!"

Emperor Xuanming was furious, not as calm as before, but even so, he still suppressed his anger.

He had seen the power of the opponent's warship, so the people in the ship would definitely not be ordinary people. These people might be some powerful forces in Wanyu. Even if they called, he had to ask first.

"What's wrong with it?"

There was a sound from the warship, and then a figure in white rose from the deck, facing the team in Xuanming City, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"What offense do you feel?"

"Jian Fengyun!"

After the relics of the gods, Jian Fengyun's portrait has long been spread all over the world and has been offered for rewards. Now seeing this face, even Emperor Xuanming was shocked.

"Aren't you in the ruins of the gods?"

Beside Emperor Xuanming, Xia Houhua's makeup changed instantly, and she looked at Jian Fengyun in amazement with her beautiful eyes.

"The aura of the Shen Pavilion, it seems that the Xuanming Dynasty is really planning to help the Shen Pavilion to deal with me."

Jian Fengyun glanced coldly at Xia Houhua, and said immediately.

"sword"

Xia Houhua felt a strange chill in her body, as if she was being pushed on top by a peerless powerhouse, but she was also an elder from the outer sect of the Shen Pavilion, so she came back to her senses and shouted coldly.

"Jian Fengyun, you are too rampant!"

"If you stay in the ruins of the gods obediently and act like a turtle, you can still live well, but now you dare to come out, and you dare to come to death in such an open manner. Without the cultivation base suppression of the ruins of the gods, I Let's see how you leave alive today!"

Xia Houhua's makeup became a little hideous, and she said coldly.

The vicissitudes of life on the face of Emperor Xuanming was suddenly clouded.

The powerhouses of the Xuanming Dynasty behind him were furious.

Find out who the enemy is, and they will no longer be afraid.

Originally, they were worried that the existence of a warship must be a person of some powerful force, so they dared not speak out.

"Jian Fengyun, you dare to destroy my palace and attack my Xuanming City, you are looking for death." Emperor Xuanming said gloomyly.

"Emperor Xuanming, you sent an army to attack our Fengyun Sect, and you want to completely exterminate the Fengyun Sect. This sect wants you to have a palace, so it can only be regarded as a little interest." Jian Fengyun stood proudly in the void, his eyes swept lightly, and said.

Dressed in a white robe without wind, Jian Fengyun exuded an aura no less than that of Emperor Xuanming.

"Jian Fengyun, you are looking for death." Emperor Xuanming's eyes were round, murderous, and his tiger eyes were bloodshot.

As soon as his words fell, a royal guard at the peak of the Lingjun realm rushed out from behind.

"Kid, die!"

I saw the royal guard let out a long roar, and without saying a word, he used all his strength to launch a deadly move.

People swept away like a gust of wind, and a fire-attributed monarch court emerged behind him, and raging flames burned on his palms, as if he wanted to kill Jian Fengyun directly.

"Guys in the Lingjun realm dare to come and die!"

Jian Fengyun smiled lightly, and slapped casually.

Before getting close, the royal guard was sent flying out, vomited blood, and fell directly to the ground.

"Kill with one palm!"

Everyone in Xuanming City was startled. Jian Fengyun only exuded the aura of the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm, but his light palm slapped a strong man at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm to death.

The strength of this step-up murder is simply unbelievable.

"It seems that Xuanming City is in serious trouble."

Coupled with the arrival of warships and Jian Fengyun, the threat is not small at all.

The warriors in Xuanming City talked a lot.

"Jian Fengyun, do you think you can fight against the entire Xuanming City by yourself?"

Emperor Xuanming's deep voice was filled with anger and a menacing aura, and the majesty of the once lord erupted.

"Well, there's no need to contend."

Jian Fengyun was still calm, looked around, paused for a while, and then said: "I am here to borrow the fortune of your Xuanming Dynasty, if you obediently open up the ancestral land and use it with the fortune of our country, before now I can let go of the past for what has happened to me."

"Don't blame the past? You're dreaming!"

Emperor Xuanming did not hesitate, and led others to attack together.

As the emperor of the Xuanming Dynasty, his cultivation seems to have reached the peak level of Emperor Senior Realm, and there are more than a hundred royal family enshrined behind him. Most of the royal family powerhouses are the powerhouses of the holy land.

Hundreds of emperors, thousands of saints.

It can be said that these are the strongest forces in Xuanming City.

This is also thanks to the two cannons of the Fengyun battleship, which alarmed everyone in Xuanming City and were listed as the highest level of enemy attack.

Jian Fengyun smiled coldly, and disappeared in a flash.

Emperor Xuanming and others who rushed over found that the flaming cannon on the Fengyun warship had been aimed at them at some point, and the moment Jian Fengyun disappeared, a shot was shot out of the cannon. Dazzling fire.

"Get out of the way!"

Emperor Xuanming was so frightened that his dead souls froze, thinking that Jian Fengyun was true.
(End of this chapter)