The fusion of the strongest defensive methods of Confucianism and Buddhism, turning true energy into water waves, is exactly the method taught by the Water Mirror Demon Emperor to overcome hardness with softness.

In order to prevent the battle between the two great cultivators of the Five Realms, Li Ziye put himself in danger and tried his best to buy time.

He believed that the old man, the Confucian leader, would not watch him die.

"Whoosh!"

During the battle, the sword energy around the two great cultivators, who were both human sword immortals, spontaneously and criss-crossed for no apparent reason, forming a devastating force.

Although the two tried their best to restrain themselves, they could no longer suppress it.

The sword energy flashed across Li Ziye's body, and the protective aura around him began to vibrate violently. Just the spontaneous sword energy around the two great practitioners was already beyond the limits of ordinary warriors in the fourth realm.

The sword energy broke into the protective air shield, and the light was extinguished, quickly consuming the true energy in Li Ziye's body.

How could a great cultivator at the level of a human swordsman be stopped by a junior like Li Ziye?

"Come on!"

This moment.

Between heaven and earth, the old voice of the Confucian leader sounded, and then, an incomparable will filled the sky and dispersed the aura of heaven and earth around the two human sword immortals.

At the critical moment, the Confucian leader finally took action. As Li Ziye guessed, he could not ignore death.

The Heavenly Sword Ruoye and the Three-Child Sword received the help of the Confucian leader and immediately took advantage of the situation to retreat.

In the middle of the battle, Li Ziye staggered. In just one breath, the true energy in his body was almost completely exhausted.

"Thank you, Master Confucian."

Li Ziye steadied his body and bowed in the direction of Taixue Palace with lingering fear.

It's really too risky.

Next time, he will never take on such a chore!

At both ends of the battle, the Heavenly Sword Ruoye and the Three-Child Sword also saluted the Confucian head of Taixue Palace.

If it hadn't been for the Confucian leader just now, they wouldn't have been able to contain their moves.

"How about trying it again somewhere else?"

After a salute, Tianjian Ruoye straightened up, looked at the three-foot sword not far away, and said calmly.

"Okay."

Sanchijian nodded and left with Tianjian.

"Sword Offering."

However.

Just when the two were about to leave.

In the direction of the palace, a fast horse galloped towards me. On the horse's back, a general in armor jumped down, holding a gold medal in his hand, and ordered, "Sword enshrinement, please obey the order. Your Majesty has an edict and orders you to return to the palace immediately. There must be no mistake."

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Sanchijian looked at the gold medal in the hand of the messenger general, frowned slightly, nodded, and said, "I understand, you go back and return first, I will return later."

"Sword Offering."

The general who sent the order looked at the first royal minister in front of him, without giving in at all, and said seriously, "Your Majesty's order is for the minister to return to the palace immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Sanchijian's expression darkened. He glanced at Tianjian who was waiting not far away. His expression changed several times. Finally, he sighed lightly and said, "Okay, I'll go back with the general."

After saying that, Sanchijian walked toward the palace without saying another word.

Commoner, hunting with the wind, seems to have too much helplessness at this moment.

Before the imperial power, even the great practitioners of the Five Realms who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts had to bow their heads.

This is the foundation of a thousand-year-old dynasty. It is not obvious, but it has an unshakable horror.

Especially the contemporary big businessmen have hidden too much power that no one can see. Once they catch a glimpse of the three-foot sword, they will never dare to resist again.

The sword was enshrined, and the general was ordered to leave, quickly disappearing from the end of the field of vision.

Behind, Tianjian Ruoye frowned, but did not stop him.

On the side, Li Ziye watched the sword offering leave, feeling uncontrollable in his heart.

wrong!

Just now, Jian Zongzong obviously wanted to leave the city with Tianjian and continue to fight the unfinished battle.

However, he was directly stopped by the commanding general's words.

You must know that Sanchijian is a great practitioner at the top of the Five Realms. How could he change his mind just because of the words of a general who sent an order?

Obviously, the person who feared the three-foot sword could not be the general who sent the order. The person he feared was the Shang Emperor in the palace!

Thinking of this, Li Ziye couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Did he overlook something?

It is unusual for a great cultivator at the top of the Five Realms to be so afraid of the imperial power.

According to the understanding of people in the world, if you step into the five realms, you can live freely in the world without being constrained by anyone.

He has always thought so.

Although he knew that the Great Shang Dynasty had a profound heritage and that there were many masters of the Five Realms, he never thought that the imperial power would make a peerless strong man at the level of a human swordsman so fearful.

Could it be that there is a terrifying power in that palace that he doesn't know about?

What is the power that can make even the top of the five realms fear?

"Let's go back."

Next to him, Tianjian Ruoye withdrew his gaze, said lightly, and then turned around and left.

Li Ziye recovered from the shock and followed suit.

Something is so wrong.

What is it that makes the three-foot sword so fearful?

He must find a way to put more eyes in that palace, otherwise, he will know too little about that palace.

at the same time.

Taixue Palace, East Courtyard.

Confucius stood quietly in the garden, holding a ladle of water, looking into the distance, and sighed softly.

If there is fear in the heart, the path will stop.

The royal sword can no longer break through the five realms.

What a pity.

However, after today, the Li family boy should be able to see more clearly the terrifying aspects of that palace.

In this world, there is only one palace that cannot be touched even by the Book of Heaven.

Thousands of years of dynasty and immortal luck have covered up too many things.

Confucius looked at the palace.

Those eyes that had gone through the years looked at the endless dragon energy that filled the palace, and little bits of light flashed by.

Winter is coming, and there is no longer any turmoil in this world.

The enemies of Dashan, and even the entire human world, are not only from outside, but also from within.

Imperial Palace, Shouan Hall.

The three-foot sword entered the palace, looked at Emperor Shang in front of the chess table, and saluted respectfully, "Your Majesty."

"Who is the opponent?"

Emperor Shang didn't even raise his head. He stared at the chess game in front of him and asked indifferently.

"Yingzhou, Tianjian Ruoye." Sanchijian replied.

"Heavenly Sword?"

Hearing this, Emperor Shang narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "How is your strength?"

"The pinnacle of the five realms."

Sanchijian answered truthfully, "He and I are among the best brothers."

"That's not weak."

Emperor Shang settled down and continued to ask, "How about the teachings of the Li family's legitimate son?"

"His martial arts talent is average. Even if he only has one move, it will take him a long time to learn it." Sanchijian hesitated for a moment before replying.

"It's just a move, it has little to do with martial arts talent."

Emperor Shang picked up the trapped white piece from the chessboard and said in a calm tone, "What do you think is the chance of winning in the battle between him and Huo Lin'er?"
To be continued...