Comprehensive martial arts: Give away opportunities and return 10,000 times critical hits!

The Forbidden City is magnificent.

In terms of the grandeur of the palace, the Ming Dynasty is much more exaggerated than the Song Dynasty.

The palace of the Great Song Dynasty was tinkered with and tattered, and Zhao Wuxian couldn't stand it.

is dignified and rich, but the palace seems to be small.

Look at the Ming Dynasty, the tax is less than a quarter of the Great Song Dynasty.

The palace is very solemn.

"My eye disease is born, I don't know how King Jing can cure it?"

Hua Manlou asked curiously.

Zhao Wuxian smiled and said, "In the medical school, there are many miracle doctors, and they will always have a way. "

Eye replacement surgery, I don't know if it will work?

Ah Zi was blind, and if he changed Zhuang Juxian's eyes, he could also see.

I have to admit that the ancients were still powerful, and this kind of surgery can be done.

Even if there is no eye replacement surgery, Zhao Wuxian has a way, and the jacquard is full of buildings to see the light again.

While speaking, they came to His Highness Taihe.

The tall Taihe Palace, if you want to climb up, you have to have superior light skills, Bu Ju looked up at the cornices, revealing a difficult color.

He coughed lightly and said, "King Jing, playboy, you go up first, I'll wait for a while." "

He pinched the rope in his sleeve.

His light work is not good, and if he wants to go up, he has to find a way.

But he is also a figure with a head and a face, and in front of outsiders, he climbs the rope like a monkey?

Spread it out, wouldn't it be a joke for the people of the rivers and lakes! "Three-nine-zero"

Although Hua Manlou is blind, his light skills must be better than himself.

What about Zhao Wuxian?

Not to mention!

Although this is the Ming martial arts, the Great Song Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty are next to each other, and there is always some gossip that drifts across the ocean.

Zhao Wuxian smiled slightly, and suddenly made a move, pressing one hand on Bu Ju's left shoulder, and the other hand on Hua Manlou's right shoulder.

When the two were puzzled, the "whew" took off, and in a blink of an eye, it had already fallen on the roof.

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On the other side, Lu Xiaofeng entered the door.

The house is not big and the furnishings are very basic.

But naturally there is a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

The life and death of thousands of people in the Ming Dynasty are decided here with an understatement.

Whoever walks into this room for the first time is undoubtedly the most nervous and exciting time of his life.

Lu Xiaofeng walked in quietly.

My heart seemed to be beating a lot faster than usual.

Ximen Fuxue was holding his hands behind his back, standing quietly under the small window, dressed in white like snow.

Of course, he could hear someone pushing the door in, but he didn't look back, as if he knew that it must be Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak.

The door was hidden, and the light was like a bean.

The room was eerie and damp.

He only felt that his hands and feet were also cold, and he really wanted to drink a glass of wine.

Of course, there is no wine in this place, but I don't know how many people's bitter blood and tears.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed in his heart.

I finally realized that I am not the person who has the most troubles in the world.

Those who come to this house every day have far more troubles than he does.

Heaven is like hell!

In the forbidden land of the palace, there is naturally a kind of solemnity, even if it is the primordial spirit of the great grandmaster, it has also been suppressed.

This kind of suppression comes from invisible luck, majesty, or more precisely, from heaven and earth.

The number of dynastic qi is connected with heaven and earth, and it is most reflected here.

The Land of the Son of Heaven.

The Great Grandmaster's celestial and human induction was almost ineffective.

Because of this, it was selected as the place of duel by Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng.

They are comparing swords, they are swordsmanship!

Simon Blowing Snow still didn't look back, but suddenly said, "Have you been to me?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I just went there." "

Simon Blowing Snow said, "Have you seen her?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Hmm." "

Simon Blowing Snow said: "She... Will she be able to hold on?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled reluctantly and said, "You should also know that she is not a weak woman, and she is not bad in the rivers and lakes." "

His face was smiling, but his heart was sinking.

A decisive battle is imminent.

The moment that will decide the fate of Simon Blowing Snow's life and death is just around the corner.

But this man was still thinking about his wife.

Even his sword was down.

Lu Xiaofeng could hardly believe that this person was the Ximen Blowing Snow before.

But he couldn't help but feel a little comforted, because Ximen Fuxue had become a flesh-and-blood person after all.

This is what he realized in the Great Song Dynasty?

Put down the sword?

Lu Xiaofeng accompanied Ximen to blow snow to the Great Song Dynasty.

knew that he was fighting for defeat in order to fight Dugu.

With the Xuantie heavy sword, he has been carving in the stone field until he stepped into the realm of the great master.

But Lu Xiaofeng didn't expect that Ximen Blowing Snow had changed so much, and he hadn't seen him in just one or two months, and he was like two people.

Ximen Fuxue did put down his sword, but his people also became weak?

Ximen Fuxue Huo Ran turned his head, looked at Lu Xiaofeng, and said, "Is my woman your friend?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes." "

Simon Blowing Snow said, "If I die, will you take care of her for me?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "No." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Simon Fuxue's face turned even paler, and he changed color and said, "You don't want to?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't want to, just because you don't seem to be my friend now, my friends are all men, and they will never die before they survive." "

Simon Blowing Snow said, "I didn't ask for death. "

Lu Xiaofeng sneered: "But all you think about now is death, why don't you think about your previous glorious battles, why don't you want to think about what it looks like to defeat Ye Gucheng?"

Simon Fuxue glared at him, and it was a long time before he lowered his head and stared at the sword on the table.

He suddenly drew his sword.

His sword drawing is still so swift and so graceful, that there is no other person in the world who can compare to it.

Many swordsmen draw their swords with light and dexterity, but compared to him, they are like butchers drawing their swords from dead pigs.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked, "Am I your friend?"

Simon Fuxue hesitated, and finally nodded.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Do you believe what I said?"

Ximen Fuxue nodded again, and Lu Xiaofeng said: "Then let me tell you, I am almost sure that I can catch a blow from anyone in the world, and only one person is an exception." "

He stared into Simon Blowing Snow's eyes, and slowly continued, "This person is you." "

Simon Fuxue stared at the sword in his hand.

On his pale face, a strange flush suddenly appeared.

The lights seemed to have suddenly brightened, and the splendor on the sword became brighter.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately felt that there was a strong sword aura, which was imminent towards him, and he knew that Ximen Fuxue had regained his confidence.

For a depressed person, a word of encouragement from a friend is more useful than even all the good medicine in the world.

Lu Xiaofeng had a smile in his eyes, didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out gently.

The moon outside the door is as bright as water.

Lu Xiaofeng came outside.

With a shake of his arms, the person was like a flying phoenix, and he had swept to the top of the Taihe Palace.

The roof of the main hall is covered with golden glazed tiles, and it looks like a golden world under the moon.

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng came up, he was already stunned.

Because there were supposed to be only seven or eight people on it.

But when he looked over, he saw at least twenty people, each with a discolored ribbon.0 on his body

Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank slightly.

He was on the Jade Belt Bridge, and he already sensed that something was wrong.

Now, that feeling is more pronounced.

He always felt that something bad would happen, as if there was a shadow enveloping the entire Forbidden City.

Inside the south study.

The little emperor was sitting precariously, closing his eyes and recuperating.

But his hand in his sleeve was slightly clenched, showing that he was not calm in his heart, but rather nervous.

Originally, the matter of the top of the Forbidden City had little to do with him.

Although because of Taizu's killing of heroes, the hearts of many people were chilled, so that the friendship between the Ming royal family and the great master who helped Taizu back then gradually faded.

For example, Cihang Jingzhai and other sects, Lang Chuyun and others left the Ming Dynasty.

But there are still people left, and the two sides are still in the same camp.

The little emperor thought that his safety was still guaranteed.

Great masters like Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng wanted to borrow the territory of the Forbidden City to fight, and the little emperor agreed.

Because of this, the two great masters were sold a face, which was an indirect attraction.

But since he met the Emperor.

After being reminded by him, the little emperor not only found that this matter was not simple, there was another conspiracy, but also other ambitions.

[Emperor Shakti] "soared" from the Wind and Cloud Realm, and it is not clear what happened to the top of the Forbidden City, but who is [Emperor Shakti]?

He is an old monster who has taken the elixir refined by phoenix blood, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and an old yin of the [Fengyun Realm].

As a conspirator, a keen sense of conspiracy is called.

For a long time, Shakti was bored with himself.

Join the various major sects of martial arts in different capacities.

Use the millennium to learn the strength of ten thousand martial arts.

He created his own unique martial art "Sacred Heart Formula", and once became the leader of the martial arts alliance.

He also ascended to the throne of the Ninety-Five Supreme and competed in the world.

He has lived for millennia.

The continuous death of relatives and friends has made his temperament more and more distorted.

began to provoke martial arts disputes through various means and play sentient beings.

To put it bluntly, it's just that you've lived too long, you're idle, and you've got nothing to do for yourself, a typical "fun person".

Zhao Wuxian teamed up with Luoshen, Bai Qi, and Li Bai to kill the Shura Demon God, causing a spatial shock in Kyushu.

The space between the Eight Secret Realms and Kyushu became fragile, and some 2.0 powerhouses in the Secret Realm noticed it and shattered the void.

Li Hanyi, Nameless, Emperor Shitian and others are all like this and came to Kyushu.

Emperor Shakti appeared in the Ming Dynasty, as a top "happy man", how could he be willing to be calm?

After hearing about the "Top of the Forbidden City", he took advantage of the opportunity of a little emperor to leave the palace and make a private visit to Weifu.

As soon as Emperor Shakti revealed his strength beyond the great grandmaster, he was immediately treated as a guest by the little emperor and hidden from the left and right.

With Emperor Shitian's advice, the little emperor's waist immediately hardened, and he dared to knock Zhu who came back from Dongying.

Moreover, Emperor Shakti also helped the little emperor to find another master, the nameless who also "soared" from the Fengyun world.

With the help of such two strong men who are bright and dark, how can the little emperor's ambition not swell?

Anyone with the Emperor Shakti and the Nameless Assistant, will go crazy, right?

The little emperor is not Ming Taizu, not so old.

Young and naturally vigorous.

Like Zhao Xu of the Great Song Dynasty, he succeeded to the throne as a young man, and he has not been able to really take power, and his heart is suppressed and he is eager to turn over.

Therefore, the little emperor accepted the suggestion of Emperor Shakti, and he planned to take this opportunity to purge a wave of people.

Outside, under the leadership of Wang An, Ye Gucheng and Nanwang Shizi successfully passed through a heavy palace pavilion and came to the south study room smoothly.