The turn of events was beyond Hong Yuan's imagination.

He thought something special would happen today.

But as a result, others looked at him more and more.

"We have been apart for three days. We should treat each other with admiration. He is indeed a saint who is famous in the five major divine continents. He actually made me feel a little threatened. He has only been promoted to a saint for less than a hundred years..." Emperor Daxuan was assessing the chores.

, while looking at Hong Yuan with his peripheral vision.

"Jiaojianhou, Jiaojianhou, I hope you won't be involved with Ximei anymore. As long as you no longer help Ximei compete with me for the throne, one day when I ascend the throne, I will make you a king with a different surname!" Prince Tang Anshi's eyes

Glancing slightly, he looked sideways at Hong Yuan's blue-robed figure and thought to himself.

Phoenix Princess Tang Xi's jade hands in the wide white palace dress suddenly clenched tightly, as if thinking of a bright future, her eyes suddenly lit up for a moment:

"If you seek peace with peace, you will perish in peace. If you seek peace with struggle, you will survive in peace. I must gather all the forces I can to my side. Brother Bo Qing, please join me in creating a prosperous dynasty."

In this way, Hong Yuan passed the parliament meeting calmly.

The parliamentary session is over.

Hong Yuan followed several other princes and princes who were also going to fight, and rushed towards the front line.

…

ahead.

The military tent of the Daxuan Dynasty, where the saints held meetings.

They are all worried about General Bai Xiangxuan of Fengxi Sect and the Holy Formation of "Ancient Nian Beast and Time River".

"General Bai Xiangxuan's strength is top-notch, and he can even fight against seventh-level overhauls. In addition, with the blessing of the 'Ancient Nian Beast Year River' holy formation, and with the Tianhaiguan Pass guarded by him, we simply cannot conquer it. Unless, we take

We have to sacrifice our lives to forcefully break the formation." Marquis Muluan said seriously.

Marquis Langdao sighed softly: "I can fight against General Bai Xiangxuan, but you don't know how powerful the 'Ancient Nian Beast Year River' holy formation is. If you pass the sixth level, you will undoubtedly die, and no matter how many people you have, it will be useless. Zong

The Sect Alliance has shown its true skills."

"You still have the nerve to say that this is not all your problem. Who asked you to kill Qing Huo Pain!?" Upon hearing this, Marquis Yanyang suddenly became furious and furious.

"The sword has no eyes, can you blame me? You mean to let me die!" Langdaohou scolded him directly.

Seeing that another scolding scene was about to be staged, all the saints in the scene turned their heads. They looked at their noses with their eyes, and their noses and hearts, pretending not to see it.

Longevity Kung Fu, long life practice, Kung Fu is endless, but life is your own.

The matters of gambling on life should be left to the saints of the Daxuan royal family.

Coincidentally, Marquis Yanyang and Marquis Langdao are both saints of the royal family, and they shoulder the responsibility of leading the war situation.

Let them handle how to conquer the Tianhaiguan Pass guarded by General Bai Xiangxuan!

Two days later.

Hong Yuan Jian Shen and several other martial saints have arrived at the military camp, and the group of saints resumed their discussions.

In the large tent of the military camp, Hong Yuan was sitting in the lower left corner, sitting quietly and watching the saints directing the country and dividing the duties.

"Marquis Ming Yue, go and conquer the Shaheguan Pass guarded by the Fire Dragon Sect."

"Marquis Muluan, go and conquer the Yuyu Pass guarded by the Huangsha Sect."

"..."

Tasks were assigned one by one by Marquis Langdao, and the saints nodded.

When it was Hong Yuan's turn, Langdaohou suddenly paused for a moment, and then said slowly:

"I have always heard that Jiaojianhou Tianzong is a talented person with unparalleled talents. Not only did you enter the Donghuang Academy, but you also performed outstandingly in the war between the two clans. Your combat power is rare in the world, and you can be said to be invincible among people in the same realm. You are truly the emperor's

Capital..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Listening to Langdao Hou constantly praising himself, Hong Yuan slowly placed his right hand on the hilt of the Tianhe Sword.

To act like this, you must be seeking something, and there are still many risks.

Could it be that he, Hong Yuan, was used as a spearman?

At this moment, towards Lang Dao Hou, Hong Yuan's murderous intent was building up in his heart, and his eyes were dark.

"The Holy One must have great expectations when he sends you here, and wants you to have the final say. In that case, Marquis Jiaojian, go and break through the Tianhai Pass guarded by the Fengxi Sect!" Marquis Langdao said with a smile.

Looking at Hong Yuan.

But all the saints in the field felt a chill.

This is a naked conspiracy, and it is clear that Hong Yuan's sword will be put at risk.

In everyone's opinion, Hong Yuan's sword is not easy to refuse.

Because Hong Yuan's sword body was indeed saved by the Great Xuan Dynasty, and he was also the genius of Donghuang Academy and the master of the Great Dream Seed, there was a high probability that he would be able to enter the Heavenly Palace.

As long as Hong Yuan Jian Shen has some ambition, he will not refuse this task, because that will make him bear the reputation of being "ungrateful" and "having no king and no father", which will hinder his future.

A few days ago, Hong Yuan might have felt a little embarrassed by Langdao Hou's suggestion.

Because he didn't want to let down the Fengxi Sect, not to mention that General Bai Xiangxuan was his master. However, at that time, he really coveted the position of leader of the human race.

It was only on the night when Qinghuo Martial Saint died that Hong Yuan suddenly realized:

"In the world of warriors, there is no need to be too elaborate."

Therefore, he decided that the sword should still follow the path of demons and give up the idea of ​​becoming the leader of the human race.

But the sword body cannot become the leader of the human race, which does not mean that the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint has no chance to become the leader of the human race!

Therefore, now that he heard about Langdao Hou's malicious arrangements, Hong Yuan smiled, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze.

Clang!

The Tianhe sword was unsheathed boldly, pointing at Lang Daohou.

"Want me, Bo Qing, to die? Let me dream of your spring and autumn dreams!"

"Bo Qing..."

"If you have anything to say..."

"mix…"

The saints were horrified and quickly exited the military tent.

Langdao Hou was angered by Hong Yuan's attitude, but before he could react, a sword light powerful enough to shatter the stars struck, the divine sound was deafening, and the momentum was extraordinary.

"How is that possible!?" Langdaohou's pupils shrank suddenly, his limbs became cold, and a chill rushed from his spine into his mind.

Facing Hong Yuan's blow, Langdao Hou felt the breath of death. He roared crazily in his heart, but his body could not make any effective reaction at all.

Hong Yuan's move was fast, fast, fast, too fast!

Click——

A shattering sound sounded.

The holy weapon of Kuanglangdao on Langdaohou's waist shattered with a sound, turned into powder, and was concealed and swallowed by Tianhe Sword.

quiet.

Dead silence.

The saints looked at Hong Yuan blankly, and even Marquis Yanyang was startled by Hong Yuan.

"Humph, am I good with my sword?" Hong Yuan raised the corner of his mouth, unruly.

He waved the Tianhe Sword to make a sword flower, and said coldly: "If there is a next time, it will be hard to say. Remember, what I, Bo Qing, have to deal with is the Taoist Guanhai of Qinglu Taoist Temple!"

Hong Yuan looked around. The martial saints of the Daxuan Dynasty all turned their heads and turned their gazes. No one dared to face him.

It can only be said that at a time when the eighth-level saints were not willing to use it because of their respective backgrounds, Hong Yuan's swordsmanship was too advantageous and was enough to defeat the enemy beyond the level.

After a cold snort, Hong Yuan stepped lightly with his sword and left outside.

It was not long after he left that many people in the military camp began to criticize Hong Yuan's sword.

"The devil's thief, the devil's thief!"

"It's simply lawless and lawless!!"

"I told you that these demon cultivators cannot be trusted. Look, look!"

"..."

Langdaohou looked dull and did not interrupt the saints' rebuke of Hongyuan's sword.

He looked at his waist in disbelief. In the past, the sacred weapon he regarded as life, the Wild Wave Knife, had turned into powder in one fell swoop!?

This is a holy weapon!!!

"Bo Qing——" Langdaohou came back to his senses, his face was ferocious, his hands were clenched, his nails were deep into his hands, and blood was protruding.

At this moment, he felt resentful and afraid of Hong Yuan's sword.

He resented Hong Yuan Sword's wanton behavior and lawless demonic methods. However, he was afraid of Hong Yuan Sword's powerful strength and worried about suffering revenge from Hong Yuan Sword.
Chapter completed!