Chapter 458 It Shouldn’t Be Like This

On the high platform, swords were at war. The emperor's face was still calm, but his fingers were already livid.

Ji Qianzhu's face was expressionless, as if it was not him who said those domineering words just now.

Lao Wangtou's interruption was just right, so tense that the fighting atmosphere could break out at any time.

But the atmosphere in the venue was still solemn.

…

Behind the high platform, there is a newly built attic.

This attic and the people inside were naturally not suitable for harem women to appear in public.

The Empress Dowager Zi Yunxian sat in front of the window and looked out at Tianyuan Terrace through the window.

The little maid looked furtively from the windows with her beautiful face, as if she always wanted to see something.

"Mother, something big seems to have happened outside."

Zi Yunxian ignored him and just sat alone in front of the window with a bit of resentment on her face. She was very angry because she had not seen Zuo Daoqi since she arrived in Huzhou.

She was originally a proud person. Such a temper made her not take the initiative to go to Zuo Daoqi. She should be aloof. From the moment she was born, neither her background nor her qualifications allowed her to shrink back and become mediocre. .

So she would never tell Zuo Daoqi that she had arrived, and her faint eyes fell on Zuo Daoqi who was sitting with Changyi.

"What happened?"

"Wu Guang from the southeast seems to be very powerful. Everyone's swords in the field are trembling, the adults outside said."

"Wu Guang is better than Lord Zuo."

When Hua Rong heard this, her mouth pouted slightly, with a little dissatisfaction. Apparently in the little girl's heart, Lord Zuo was the first to climb the stairs.

After a pause, she admitted reluctantly, "But that Wu Guang was able to draw the swords of everyone in the audience. He is really amazing."

It was also at this time that the conversation between Wu Sideo and the emperor took place, and the tense atmosphere inadvertently spread to the small attic.

Zi Yunxian frowned slightly, "Huarong, go see what happened."

Huarong nodded blankly, and after a moment, there was a strange look on her face.

"It seems... someone had a conflict with the Wu family in the southeast."

"Why?"

"Your Majesty felt that Wu Guang was too crazy, so he said a few words. No matter how crazy the Wu family is, they are not as crazy as Lord Zuo."

Zi Yunxian's face instantly became gloomy, and she raised her head.

"real?"

Huarong nodded, "What Eunuch Li said, it should be true."

The gloomy look on Ziyunxian's face became even more apparent. She could clearly see that the imperial court was looking for trouble. The southeast side was using Zuo Daoqi to take the blame, but...

Do you really think there is someone behind Zuo Dodge?

"Fetch the dressing box I brought."

…

The tense atmosphere continued.

Until a eunuch walked out of the high platform behind the emperor with a respectful face carrying a red plate.

The sound of footsteps completely interrupted this depressing atmosphere.

Obviously nothing had changed, but the sword cry caused by Wu Guang's so-called magical power completely disappeared after the eunuch walked out of the high platform.

It's like...

The so-called magical power of swordsmanship has seen the true supreme master of swords.

Everyone's eyes turned to the plate held by the eunuch, on which a golden jade sword stood quietly on the plate.

The shape is not beautiful, it looks like someone made it casually.

But everyone on the stage fell silent.

The eunuch is only a fourth-level cultivation person. In the First Academy, he is far beyond him in terms of status and realm. Just walking among people, he has the aura of a sheep among wolves.

He didn't dare to raise his head, and his voice was slow, like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.

"The Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager have conveyed the decree to summon Your Majesty to come and pay homage."

When Ji Lingjun saw the golden jade sword, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes. He knew who this little sword represented.

The eunuch raised his head slightly, then lowered it quickly. The next moment, he seemed to remember who he represented.

The voice was slightly thicker, but you could still hear the lack of confidence in his voice.

"The empress also said that the people on the stage were too noisy and asked Your Majesty to unfold this sword so that the world would know what a sword is."

Boom~

Wu Sidao's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were full of fear. The owner of this sword had only stayed in the southeast for a year or two, but he left too many legends in the southeastern world of sky and sea.

After all, he is now the helmsman of the Wu family. He pressed his hands gently in the air and said with a smile to himself, "This junior is arrogant. Please tell the father-in-law to tell the empress that Wu will apologize to the empress on behalf of the ignorant junior."

The eunuch slightly avoided it, naturally he did not dare to accept Wu Sidao's apology.

The emperor's eyes glanced at Jiuyanhou slightly. After receiving the message, Jiuyanhou stood up gently.

"It seems that Brother Wu Dao also knows that the Empress Dowager cannot be offended."

Wu Sidao said nothing.

Gongsun Yong also stood up at this time and said, "An empty head, an anticlimactic head, a snake tail, a godly head and a grimace."

Wu Sidao couldn't stand being crowded around by everyone, no matter how good his temper was, so he narrowed his eyes.

"I remember, that person doesn't seem to be from your court, right?"

With one word, the whole place fell into silence.

Ji Qianzhuo smiled, and a touch of dragon power passed across the audience.

"Watch the battle between the two geniuses."

Zuo Daoqi looked at this scene strangely. Although he didn't say it clearly, Zuo Daoqi always felt that the protective thing that the Eighth Prince gave her in Ziyunxian was probably for herself.

Mostly because of Wu Sidao's words, 'Wu Guang is as crazy as Lord Zuo? ’

Of course, part of the reason was that Zi Yunxian was expressing her emotions to him, 'I've been in Huzhou for so long, and you haven't come to see me yet? ’

A smile appeared on his face. Unexpectedly, Xian'er was cold-faced and warm-hearted, but also a little arrogant.

He really didn't dare to just let him go to see Zi Yunxian alone outside the palace, and then have a tryst with the current Empress Dowager under the noses of a group of Yin gods and Ji Qianzhuo, who controlled a dragon and was comparable to the Supreme Immortal.

…

The changes outside the field did not affect the confrontation between the two in the ring at all.

Lu Feng's face was cold, and he was very dissatisfied with Wu Guang's arrogance. Fang Tian's painted halberd kept drawing illusory circles in the void, and the terrifying roars that seemed to come from the wild world kept shaking the arena.

Wu Guang still maintained his posture on stage, with the weirdly curved long sword in his hand.

"Actually, you could have gone down decently."

When Lu Feng heard Wu Guang's arrogant words, his anger rose again, but this time, he said nothing.

Face and arrogance are earned through achievements!

Lu Feng's body was surging with blood, and Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand was like a dragon, causing cracks to appear around him. There were faint rivers rushing in the void, and Lu Feng and the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand grew in the wind.

The sticky blood has a strange and soul-stirring magic power.

Supernatural power [Blood Demonic Body]!

The momentum of the blood demon body was once again displayed, far exceeding the scene when he fought Zuo Dodge last time. His body shape was almost upright, and his body was tight, causing the void to scream.

This kind of power obviously exceeds the previous battle by several percent.

It has only been more than two months since the last time Inu Rongshan was under the mountain. How could he have made such a big improvement?

It's obviously impossible.

It's just the effect of his other magical power [Gu Zhan].

Who said Lu Feng had no plans?

Perhaps he learned the lesson from his last defeat at the hands of Zuo Dodge. Before he came to the stage, he had already started the lone battle, and the buff of the lone battle had been stacked for a while.

Wu Guang just looked at it indifferently, and the strange sword in his hand trembled slightly.

"Are you happy too?"

There seems to be something about this Lu Feng...

Zuo Dodge also moved his mind to the ring, concentrating on watching the changes on the ring.

Lu Feng's solitary battle started first, which did not exceed his expectations. In fact, he could already see some of his momentum when he took the stage.

‘If, if Lu Feng starts a lonely battle in advance and has accumulated strength for a long time, Wu Guang, how should you deal with it? ’

Zuo Daoqi thought jokingly.

But he saw Wu Guang's eyes glowing with golden light, and the long sword in his hand buzzed like a ray of moonlight.

His somewhat ordinary face turned into handsome at this moment. Just once he stood in the martial arts arena, his appearance surpassed that of Lu Feng, and his grace was unparalleled.

The viscous blood river derived from Lu Feng's blood demon body almost spread over the entire arena, and then the blood river was seen surging, constantly looking in all directions, and exploding into everyone's field of vision.

That river of blood exudes a clear, specific loneliness that points directly to life.

end of life.

Seeing the river of blood seemed to remind everyone watching the battle that life is so short.

Looking down from a high place, one could see that Lu Feng's black and red demonic energy occupied 80% of the space in the martial arts arena.

Facing Lu Feng's aggressiveness, Wu Guang was like facing a huge wave sweeping the world. He had the style of a master and refused to retreat in the face of danger.

He held the sword in his hand gently, like a child holding a sword and learning to stab the sword.

Then a little snow-white light suddenly exploded in the middle of the martial arts arena.

What kind of sword is this!

The tip of the sword, carrying the aura that created the world, pierced the invisible weakness in the black mist amid everyone's disbelief.

The magical power [Sword Heart Eye]!

In an instant, the black mist receded, and the river of blood swept backwards.

Lu Feng's huge body did not move, but from the changes in his scarlet eyes in the black mist, he could see his horror at this sword.

In the hazy black mist, blood eyes stared, forming a strange thing. Its eight arms and four sides looked like gods and demons.

His magic power always gives people a very magical feeling.

There is a kind of romantic figure whose face is easy to overlook and whose so-called magical powers are easy to forget.

In the black mist, it seems that one can see figures.

Some people are chanting in the mountains, some are crazy, some are murderous, some are saving people...

A slow scene unfolded in the black mist.

Everyone has only one destination, which is the end of life and the end of time.

Supernatural power [God Burial]!

Zuo Daoqi suddenly stood up and revealed his magical power!

Lu Feng's magical power actually revealed Tao Yun.

He really should be crazy and has the right to be crazy.

Zuo Dodge narrowed his eyes and felt uneasy. He originally thought that his trump card was enough to get him into the semi-finals or even the semi-finals.

Unexpectedly, at the first level, someone on the stage had already taken out Daoyun's magical power.

‘So, Wu Guang, what are your methods? Compared to Lu Feng, I actually want to fight you more. ’

The world suddenly changed. The eight-armed giant held the blood river in his hand, like a sea god riding the raging waves, sweeping Wu Guang into the middle. Wu Guang was like a small boat in the strong wind and waves.

How will Wu Guang defeat the enemy?

Even the yin gods on the stage couldn't help showing surprise on their faces when faced with Lu Feng's methods.

For those who can realize the magical power of Tao Yuan in the Climbing Tower Realm, at least the Yin God has a smooth path, and even the Yin God of the Great Heaven is not an illusion.

This is actually more than most of the Yin Shen characters on stage.

Suddenly.

A big hand condensed with clear light seemed to reach out from the sky. It was obviously a hand, but it was like a five-handled sword, pressing down on the eight-armed giant.

Zuo Daoqi's expression has calmed down. Since Lu Feng has shown the source of the truth, it is not surprising to him that Wu Guang can show the magical power of the source of the truth. But what makes him a little curious is that this big hand condensed with clear light does not seem to contain the source of the truth. .

It's just a little strange that he has never seen this magical power before.

Then I heard the indifferent words of Jiu Yanhou on the stage.

"Buddhism has an extremely powerful magical power called the Palm of the Buddha, but no one in the world knows that this magical power was cultivated by the three Taoists of the Buddha Sakyamuni. The three Taoist monks have a sword-palm magic called Zhuxian!"

Wu Sideo's face was calm. From the moment he agreed to let Wu Guang come out, Wu Guang's magical powers were destined to be exposed to the eyes of the world.

He had already understood.

In fact, Wu Guang would not have come out of the deep sea if it had not been for the recent aggression of the imperial court.

Even the treasures of the imperial court are really exciting.

"No wonder Wu Guang is so arrogant..."

Someone spoke, but Wu Sidao didn't look back. He didn't want to look. He had just demonstrated in front of the emperor, but was embarrassed by the empress dowager. At this moment, everything he said was wrong.

But he is not a coward.

The Wu family dared to offend the royal family because of the Wu family's background and not being afraid of Ji Qianzhao or even the imperial court.

But I really coward the Eighth Prince.

The Xue family was only one step behind the Wu family, but that man killed someone when he said he wanted to. He broke into the family and killed one of the ancestors before he left.

Guess whether the Xue family resisted?

The Xue family has been granted a clan title. Will anything happen to the eldest family member and the second family ancestor of the Xue family?

Even people from the Wu family are difficult to investigate.

So instead of the noise of those people in his ears, he cared more about whether that person, who was respected by the emperor as his uncle, would help him?

You don't think so, right?

He felt a little uneasy.

As a supreme master, he has not been in such a mood for a long time.

…

On the stage, the clear light hand sword just appeared and pressed on the head of the eight-armed giant. This was like a sky-collapsing situation, and there was no way to avoid it.

Lu Feng collided with the river of blood, and the clear light disappeared.

But then, a clear light appeared again.

Wu Guang's figure finally broke through the dark cloud-like fog and stood proudly in the sky. He was still calm, but his face was slightly pale.

The eight-armed giant collided again.

Clear light emerged again.

Zuo Dodge couldn't help but look weird.

This Wu Guang is really crazy. Does he want to kill Lu Feng with just one student?

He wanted to hide his methods.

Of course, such an approach was naturally unacceptable to the arrogant Lu Feng, so the eight-armed giant stagnated and closed the Blood River Lingering Sword.

Everyone thinks he can't win because he must lose.

But he, Lu Feng, wanted to tell the world.

Lu Feng will not be defeated.

Even though Wu Guang's methods were dirty, he didn't want to be consumed by him like a trapped animal.

Obviously, he has the advantage...

His cold star-like eyes stared at Wu Guang's throat. The eight-armed giant collapsed in an instant like a building collapsing. The endless black devil's energy poured into Lu Feng. The Fangtian painted halberd in his hand became ferocious, and a roll was long. A river of blood like vines rolled into his hands.

The eight-armed giant disappeared, and the Immortal Killing Sword Palm above his head was about to fall at any time, but he ignored it.

Just holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, he moved forward with an indomitable attitude.

‘Is he going to die together? ’

Many people have such thoughts in their minds.

He didn't have to be like this.

This pose exudes the ominous aura of ghosts and gods. Among the three poses of ghosts and gods, he directly skips the first two.

The third form [Same Heaven]!