After The Empress Acended To The Throne, I Was Forcefully Made His Greatness

"After the empress ascended the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old"

Lu Fengzhi's madness was vividly displayed in front of the world at the very beginning of his appearance on the stage. Even though there was no result, many people in the audience had already started to look left and right, wanting to know the origin of this Lu Feng and what made him so crazy.

Tuobaxiu crossed his arms, as if he was honored, his face showed a bit of arrogance, and soon someone found him like this, so someone asked a question.

"Dare to ask brother, do you know this Lu Feng?"

"That's natural. Is it possible that you haven't even heard of the Dragon Army in Xijing City? This person is the commander of the Dragon Army!"

Tuoba Xiu couldn't help showing a bit of emotion on his face.

"Dragon Army? But the Dragon Army of the Eight Hundred Dragon Army's Poshan Division?" Someone asked anxiously, as if remembering such a passage.

A few years ago, there was an army formed by the people themselves, known as the Dragon Army, which once entered the Hanshui Pass and smashed the barbarian tribes.

Once made a big name outside of Xifeng.

Tuobaxiu's posture corrected, his back was straightened, and the thick-backed serial knife in his hand seemed to feel the master's pride, and it rang slightly.

"Exactly, I am not talented, and I am honored to be a member of this dragon army. Lu Feng is my sworn brother!"

"Oh~"

"Really? That's the case. You are considered to be the pride of the heavens by sworn brothers with the three brothers?"

"I didn't expect that one day, I would be so close to Tianjiao."

Tuobaxiu listened to the flattery, and gradually became a little careless, but he stared at the ring closely from the corner of his eye.

He didn't forget that he came here this time to see his two virtuous younger brothers.

As if remembering something, the man said again.

"The three of my brothers are sworn brothers. Lu Feng is the third brother, and there is also a second brother. On the third day, he will fight against Xuan Qing Dao Huang Chen. Please remember to watch."

As he spoke, he stood up straighter and more imposing.

"This Tianyuan Terrace must be the place where the three of us are famous."

It turned out that this child was so terrifying.

One Tianjiao is not scary, what is even more terrifying is that three Tianjiao become brothers, such a combination...

Immediately, someone realized, that's not right, the two younger brothers are both on stage, what about sworn brotherhood?

"Then dare to ask brother's name? You can teach me to know."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Tuoba Xiu's face.

Can he say that he didn't make it to the main match?

Just as he was thinking hard about what to say, Wu Guang had already finished his stage, and a subtle change suddenly sounded in the world.

When Wu Guang stepped onto the stage, it was like drawing a long sword out of its sheath. His person hadn't changed, but the world had changed suddenly. An indescribable force gradually spread, affecting all of this.

hum~

hum~

buzz buzz~

First, it was the audience with the lowest cultivation level in the outermost circle. The swords in everyone's hands trembled continuously, and then the atmosphere gradually spread inward.

The sword was shaking, and the scabbard couldn't restrain the long sword.

All the swords, as if seeing the Supreme Master of Thousand Swords, rushed to release their respect.

Starting from the outermost periphery, almost everyone could hear the wheat wave-like picture.

Zuo Daoqi was drinking tea, and Xu Ning's alcoholism was really too ruthless, even if he used force to force his drunkenness back, his mind was still not sober.

But at the moment when the Three Coins Sword was shaken, the alcoholism suddenly faded away.

He got up instantly, and Su Yuchan also had a little panic on her face.

"Young master..."

Changyi didn't know why, so he looked at Zuo Dodge, his eyes seemed to ask, 'What happened. '

"Natural Sword Body!"

He had been to the southeast a few days ago, met Li Yinglian, the elder sister of Wan Jianzong, and later met Zhen Jun Wan Jian through her. This Yang God's understanding of swords surpassed Zuo Daoqi's imagination.

Zuo Dodge discussed with others, or asked for advice, he once asked.

'Dare to ask the true king, some people say that the emperor of heaven is the supreme dharma, and his fighting talent surpasses every existence that has ever appeared in the world, including the three. I don't know what the true king thinks? '

Although True Monarch Wanjian was full of bad words, when it comes to professional things, he is not like that. Instead, he looks like a famous teacher who is persuasive and persuasive.

"The Heavenly Emperor's pulse? Of course it is very strong, but the theory of the pulse is a bit illusory. Although it can be perceived, it cannot be judged accurately. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, few people make judgments on the pulse. There is no set standard that people can convincingly set high and low."

"But if you say that the Heavenly Emperor's lineage is invincible, the old man will deny it."

True Monarch Wanjian blew his beard and stared, and disagreed with Zuo Daoqi's statement that the Heavenly Emperor's dharma veins are invincible under the heavens.

"The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma veins are very strong, and his affirmation of Taoism practice and judgment in battle is the same as that of the old man, but to be honest in a life-and-death battle, my swordsmanship is not bad!"

"Original demon, you know?"

"Such a powerful heavenly demon, surpassing the existence of the most immortal, has been an enemy of the three for thousands of years, do you know why it didn't exist?"

"San Dao Zun's natural sword body, a sword that kills immortals and destroys all demons, and kills life and death into the lair of primitive demons outside the sky. This kind of appearance, I yearn for it! I wish I could have been born a hundred thousand years earlier!"

True Monarch Wanjian turned his eyes slightly, as if envious, nostalgic, or hated?

I wish I could have been born a hundred thousand years earlier...

What a high evaluation, you know, this is the evaluation, or yearning, of a Yangshen Dazhenjun who is almost standing at the top of the world today.

Of course Zuo Daoqi asked about the Eighth Prince's sword, but Zhenjun Wanjian gave a wry smile, and then fell silent.

What's the meaning?

At that time, he carefully looked at True Monarch Wanjian, only to see awe in his eyes.

If it is said that when he mentioned the Three Dao Zuns, he still wanted to get close to him, then when he mentioned the Eighth Prince, there was only reverence, a reverence that he did not dare to approach.

He didn't know if the Eighth Prince had the so-called sword body, but he only knew the eighth prince's sword, and the sword body might not be as good.

The memory picture in Zuo Dodge's mind slowly unfolded, and he set his eyes on Wu Guang.

It will take a long time to see the Eighth Prince's sword, but when he sees the body of the sword, it is right in front of his eyes.

The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Meridian and the sword body that True Monarch Wanjian said was comparable to the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Meridian seem to be... about to collide.

He stretched out his hand slightly, and pressed on the three-coin sword, the sound of the sword stopped immediately,

A little flame slowly bloomed in Zuo Daoqi's eyes, he was looking forward to it...

So he couldn't help but feel lucky that Xiong Xi and Xu Ning didn't meet such an opponent.

With such an opponent, luck in life!

Wu Guang on the ring was about to respond to Lu Feng's arrogance when he suddenly noticed a sharp look.

This kind of gaze was particularly conspicuous under the admiration and awe of the audience after he released his natural sword body trump card.

He suddenly turned his head and saw the smiling young man on the high platform.

It's left Dodge.

Wu Guang frowned slightly, and then thought of something, his brows relaxed, and he felt amused.

This scene completely angered Lu Feng!

"What are you laughing at? Playing against me, what are you laughing at?"

Wu Guang suddenly looked back, the smile on his face disappeared completely, leaving only a kind of coldness and indifference, which is a kind of indifference to life, the way of heaven is impermanent, and the sky is ruthless.

His sword represents the sky!

The vain Jiuyanhou on the ring felt the powerful sword intent, and even he couldn't help being moved by this level of sword intent.

These people... really need to stay in the climbing environment for so long?

He can't understand.

So he shouted loudly.

"The auspicious time has come, both parties salute!"

Lu Feng's madness and Wu Guang's arrogance cast aside the so-called etiquette at this moment.

Wu Guang slowly raised his hand, and an invisible sword with a strange shape slowly manifested in his hand, and then gradually became staring.

The sword has no scabbard, just like the man.

Wu Guang silently glanced at the eyes of ghosts and gods behind Lu Feng, and said softly, "One sword!"

Lu Feng's expression changed suddenly, a sword?

Does it mean defeating oneself with one sword?

The person in front of him was crazier than himself, and also crazier than Zuo Dodge.

Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand slowly made a circle in the air, and an invisible roar suddenly appeared, and the scarlet light on the ghost's eyes behind him became more and more obvious.

"Then...let's see, why are you so crazy!"

…

And on the high platform, after Wu Guang stepped on the stage and caused Wan Jian to surrender, the emperor's face became completely gloomy.

The Wu family in Shangjun is the most stubborn force in the southeast. If you want to compare it, you can probably use a stubborn stone to express it.

Ten thousand years ago, Shangjun only knew the Wu family. Ten thousand years later, Shangjun is still like this.

The imperial court was actually both angry and grateful for such a force, because he didn't do anything and was ignorant.

The current Emperor Zhengming hates the Wu family more than all the families in the southeast.

At least on the bright side, even a behemoth like Wan Jianzong actually agrees with the emperor's golden order, but the Wu family in Shangjun regards the golden order as nothing.

"This man is crazy."

Ji Lingjun commented.

King Yangchun smiled lightly, "It's just a junior, don't worry, Your Majesty."

An old man with a face like a good old man said softly, "When the old man came, some people said that this grand event of Tianyuan is a grand event of Tianjiao. If Tianjiao is not crazy, how can he be called proud?"

This is a member of the Xue family.

As for why he opened his mouth at this moment, the Xue family is one of the rare families in the southeast area that respects the imperial court on the surface, but the imperial court deceives people too much.

The Eighth Prince beheaded the third ancestor of the Xue family first, and then put Xue Guiren into the Jiaofang Division. If this matter is over, the Xue family can't sleep with hatred!

"Besides, when it comes to arrogance, how does Wu Guang's arrogance compare to Zuo Jue's arrogance? The so-called sword cry is nothing more than his supernatural power. Could it be a grand event for Tianjiao, and supernatural powers are not allowed?"

King Yangchun frowned slightly, "Master Xue has said it before."

Ji Lingjun grabbed the chair with his fingers, and the faucet on the chair slowly deformed. A livid color appeared on his fingers. He suppressed his anger and said in a low voice.

"Crazy has crazy methods, this kid is too arrogant, just be careful and easy to break."

Time flowed slowly, and the emperor's words made the stage fall into a moment of silence.

"This is the pride of my Wu family, Your Majesty does not need to be so concerned."

Finally, an old man spoke softly. He was a simple figure, dressed in fine clothes, and seemed to be of extraordinary status. His white hair was combed meticulously, and he looked very serious.

Seeing this person, Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes.

The spear king Xu Yuan is obviously afraid of real people in the world, and this old man is one of them.

Wu Family Killing God - Wu Sidao.

A name that few people know in the mainland of Dajin, but on the southeast coast and even in the deep sea, it is almost a child's name.

Ji Lingjun suppressed the anger in his heart, "Is it the king's land in the whole world, is it the king's subjects on the shore of the land, since I am a citizen of the Great Jin Dynasty, why can't I care about it?"

Wu Sidao was not afraid of the emperor's wrath. According to legend, the emperor laid down millions of corpses in one rage. In the Jin Dynasty, or the dynasty after the feudal dynasty, this sentence did not have that great influence in the aristocratic family.

So he said softly.

"The land of the world is the world of the world, not the world of the Great Jin Dynasty. Today, the Great Jin Dynasty wants to rule the world, and people in the world recognize it?"

Respect you and call you the emperor, and disrespect call you the Kyoto Ji family, just like us, what can you do?

Wu Sidao spoke euphemistically, but the meaning in the words was clearly expressed.

At the entrance of the VIP platform in the east, an old man wearing a gorgeous golden and blue sacrificial robe appeared at some unknown time.

Zongzheng, Ji Qianmang, the mansion of Dajinzong.

He stood there with his eyes slightly sunken, like a feeble old man in his twilight, not like the nobility and royal air he had in the court in the past.

"The land in the southeast has been troubled by the sea clan for tens of thousands of years, but no one from all over the world has helped you break into the deep sea?"

Even in the face of the world-renowned real king, Wu Sidao did not show much respect, but the gap in status and strength between the real king and the real man made him lose the ability to speak the moment Ji Qianmao appeared. Chance.

But he is not qualified. People from the southeast are qualified to speak.

"Then the court Chen Bingnan, is he going to help me attack the Haizu in the southeast?"

This is a very strange person, no one knows when he appeared, and no one knows when he said such a sentence.

His whole being exists, and he also has nothingness.

It really exists, but it can't really feel the breath.

Very contradictory.

Zuo Dodge's gaze had long been attracted by the confrontation of these big bosses, and he felt it quietly.

Ji Qianmao raised his eyes slightly, and said softly, "Chen Bing is the imperial court's policy, and the soldiers have not entered the southeast, so how can we talk about attacking the sea?"

Chen Bing was only fighting for Chen Bing, whoever he was fighting, regardless of whether he was honest or not, attacking the southeast and attacking the sea were no different in the eyes of the imperial court.

"Hehe, Brother Ji is still not as aggressive as Brother Ling. The Sea Clan landed ashore. Maybe we will also go to the Central Plains to avoid disaster."

The Yinshen Grandmaster who was visiting from the other seven forces couldn't help shrinking their eyes.

The toughness of Southeast is beyond everyone's imagination. They really dare to confront Chen Bing of the imperial court~www.wuxiahere.com~ The most important thing is that Southeast is rich and warlike, with inexhaustible resources like the sea. The strength is the consensus of the world.

Just like this Tianyuan event, the Tianjiao in the southeast area seemed to be from small families except Wu Guang.

It seems that the younger generation of the big family is not up to date, but is this the truth?

The younger generation in the southeast area who claim to be the first prize has already broken through the realm and entered the ghost world!

For example, Senior Sister Wan Jianzong ascended to the Yin God, how many powers in the world can match her?

"Well said!" Ji Qianyu raised his eyelids, and suddenly opened his big hands, the sacrificial robes on his body fluttered slightly, and the sky dragon also shook its body.

The Shenlong is too big, and its boundless body almost covers the world. It is impossible to imagine what kind of strength such an existence can exert in battle.

Ji Qianmao's figure also seemed to have changed from an old man in an instant to an unattainable and super powerful existence that controlled the dragon of luck, his eyes glowed with golden light.

"The land where the body of the dragon walks, the land of thousands of miles in the Central Plains of the Great Jin Dynasty, please enter the southeast powers!"

The atmosphere gradually became tense.

Zuo Daoqi squinted his eyes, thinking in his heart, maybe Ji Qianmao already had the idea of ​​keeping the Wu family members in his heart at this moment?

Wan Jianzong's person was a person Zuo Daoqi knew, the old Wangtou who fooled around with Li Yinglian all day long, and he obviously didn't want to conflict with Da Jin.

"Watching the competition, old Wu, you are not kind. Xiao Guangzi was born with a sword body, but he didn't send it to my Wan Jianzong. Did he look down on my Wan Jianzong?"

Of course he couldn't get enough of the conversation between the mysterious old man of the Wu family and Ji Qianyu. The brother Wu he was talking about was Wu Sidao.

Wu Sidao said nothing.

A thought inexplicably flashed in Zuo Dodge's mind.

That time and that moment are just like this moment, and they can be so similar!

(end of this chapter)