Imprisoned for two years at the beginning, invincible after being released from prison

The [-]-meter-high brass palace gate shattered open, and the rest of the force hit the door official, the door official's body shattered, leaving a bloody mist on the ground.

Jian Xiao walked in boldly.

"See His Royal Highness."

All the soldiers knelt down one after another, and no one dared to raise their heads.

Everyone dared to get up only after Jian Xiao had gone a long way and disappeared.

An old guard who had been there for decades muttered to himself: "The sky is about to change!"

into the palace,

Jian Xiao exhaled, and then shouted loudly: "Top of the Forbidden City, you and I will fight to end cause and effect."

The sound was like thunder, and spread throughout the entire palace in an instant.

Emperor Jing opened his eyes, thinking that the yellow-haired boy had learned some three-legged cat kung fu and really thought he was going to heaven, so he smiled angrily: "Okay! The thing that doesn't know how to live or die."

Full of fights and calculations, Jian Xiao, a child with a yellow mouth, has only practiced martial arts for 16 years.

Emperor Jing was dismissive in his heart.

No matter how stunning and talented, it is always vain to be incapable of transforming into a god.

Forbidden top,

Wind and rain.

Jian Xiao has already arrived, standing like a sword, with a handsome demeanor, and fluttering clothes like an exiled fairy, not like a mortal.

A quarter of an hour later, Emperor Jing arrived in person.

The war is about to start.

Everyone in the palace gathered together to witness this pinnacle battle.

"I didn't expect you, a bastard who deceived teachers and exterminated ancestors, to appear in the royal family. Today, I will do justice for the heavens and kill you, a bastard."

"The hatred of killing one's father cannot be shared with the heavens. Today, with the sword in my hand, I can sever blood and deep hatred."

"I am your ancestor."

"When you killed my father, did you think that you were an ancestor? By the way," Jian Xiao sneered, "You are such a coward."

"I am for the whole world, for the common people, for the peace of the world. I am not wrong. Your father wants to cause endless wars for his own selfish desires, and he deserves to die!"

"What a selfish desire. As a husband, if he can't avenge his wife, how can he live in the world. You are simply afraid of death, afraid that my father will implicate you."

Jian Xiao paused, his eyes flashed brightly, and he said slowly: "You said in the mourning hall that it's not worth it for one person, but now I'll tell you, what is worth it?

If a country wants to prosper, it should be proud and unyielding.

If the people want to live in peace, they should have blood.

Defend the country, protect the people, eradicate evil, uphold justice, do everything without regret.

It is not for the so-called harmony, the so-called peace, the so-called protection of the common people, the appeasement of adultery, the hiding of crimes, and the letting criminals go unpunished. "

"At this moment, let me borrow a word and give it to you, this coward."

Emperor Jing was dizzy from what he said, and subconsciously said, "What are you talking about?"

"The unworthy descendant Jianxiao, invite the ancestor to die!"

The sound was like thunder, covering up the wind and rain, resounding through the entire royal city with mighty heaven and earth.

The wind is stronger and the rain is faster.

People looked up at the place where the sound came from, horrified.

Emperor Jing was furious, "I've changed my mind. I won't kill you anymore. I will remove you from the ancestral hall, ban you from the black water purgatory forever, and repent and atone for your sins."

Emperor Jing's brows glowed, and a black dragon flew out of it. It was nine meters long and covered with armor. Its four claws were like eagles shining black, and its eyes were like copper bells.

"If you don't enter the realm of transforming gods, you don't know the power of transforming gods."

The golden core of spiritual consciousness has been born in the realm of transformation of the gods, which connects the heaven and the earth, and breeds various dharma forms, each with its own magic.

"I practiced the Black Dragon Overturning Code and formed the Black Dragon Dharma. The real dragon is extremely powerful, and the dragon attribute is mighty and powerful, and it is also a strong one among warriors of the same level.

I have traversed the surrounding ten countries for thousands of years, and I am invincible and invincible. Just because you are a yellow-mouthed child, you don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, and you dare to talk about life and death lightly. "

"ridiculous!"

The black dragon stood in the air, overflowing with dragon power. Although the people on the sidelines were far apart, it was as if the sky had fallen. They were firmly pressed to the ground, their faces were deformed, and they couldn't move.

Jian Xiao's body was surrounded by golden light, surrounded by the golden body of the Buddha of Eight Paths, and Longwei had no effect.

"Dragon dominates the world!"

Emperor Jing's right palm swelled in a circle, the joints were huge, and he slapped it in the air.

Before it arrived, Jian Xiao had the feeling that the world was covered by a palm, and his whole body was locked, and he couldn't avoid it.

Chunyang's swordsmanship is brilliant and magnificent, and he is most fearless of direct confrontation. A gust of sword energy rushed straight away and blasted into the palm of his hand.

Ruqie Tofu flashed past, and then rushed towards Emperor Jing.

The sword qi contains the meaning of pure yang, like a rising sun, rising brightly, the light is getting brighter and brighter, and it has turned into a big sun when it reaches the front.

Emperor Jing's hair burned instantly, and he couldn't resist the high temperature and heat, so he hurriedly urged the black dragon to move.

The dragon's tail flicked to disperse the sword energy, but left a scar on the dragon's tail.

Emperor Jing said in horror: "What a terrifying sword technique, where did it come from?"

There was a greedy look in his eyes, if he learned this, he would go to a higher level, and maybe he could break through the second level, or even a higher level.

"You are only at the ninth level of Heaven Realm, but I am at the second level of Transformation God. If you stop here and present this sword technique, I can forget the past and even make you emperor."

"I will take what I want. You can go on the road with peace of mind."

Jian Xiao lifted Leng Qiujian upside down, drew a big circle, and turned it into Hunyuan, "Try my move again, Hunyuan will break the sky."

Thousands of sword glows converged from the Hunyuan and stirred each other.

A river of mighty sword energy streaked across the sky.

Emperor Jing's pupils shrank, his incarnation of spiritual consciousness was defeated by this move, so he knew how powerful this move was.

Don't dare to take it hard.

Thousands of figures instantly appeared in the arena, fleeing in all directions.

And each action is different, and the expression is different.

Jian Xiao has no spiritual sense, so he can't see which one is the real body for a while.

"Then let's all die. Yanghua Wanjian!"

Jian Xiao shouted loudly, and the long river of sword energy turned into thousands of sword lights again, rushing towards each figure.

All the figures were scattered by the sword light, and only one figure fell on the side of the Zhonghe Hall. He staggered back a few steps, and each step made a deep pit, making a loud noise, smoke and dust overflowed, and the roof tiles shattered one place.

He couldn't hold it any longer, the blood that he had swallowed forcefully spewed out, forming a blood mist.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Emperor Jing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely. This was the first time he was injured in hundreds of years.

Jian Xiao's eyebrows were drawn into his temples, and he flicked his fingers on Leng Qiu's sword, making a crisp sound, and said casually: "Have you thought about your last words?"

"you……"

Emperor Jing was in a hurry, and urged the black dragon's method, and the black dragon howled in the sky, shaking the falling raindrops, "I was just warming up just now. Now I will use my full strength.

The black dragon's dharma face is powerful all over the world.kill. "

The Black Dragon Faxiang is a giant, and in front of it, Jian Xiao is a villain.

The black dragon flicked its tail vigorously and rushed straight down.

The violent wind and rain poured down, making people's eyes hard to open.

"It's a pity that I can't get the sword technique." Emperor Jing said regretfully. The black dragon's attack was extremely fierce, with a force of more than ten thousand catties.

A dragon swoops down,

One looked up at the sky.

Chapter 14 Draw the Sword and Slay the Dragon

Jian Xiao drew his sword and slayed the dragon brazenly.

A pure yang sword intent rose, the temperature rose sharply, and the surrounding space immediately stopped the wind and rain, and the tranquility was terrifying.

The pure yang sword intent takes the meaning of the bright sun in the sky, brings light, vitality, and prosperity, can dispel yin and ward off evil spirits, and restrain darkness.

When it reaches the sky, it turns into a huge star, which is the great sun and star that existed in the universe from ancient times.

The two hit each other hard.

A huge shock wave oscillated, like a sudden wave on a calm lake, rushing in all directions, destroying most of the palace.

The originally luxurious imperial palace was immediately left with ruins and bottomless ravines everywhere.

Emperor Jing was terrified and said, "This is the sword intent!"

He has practiced boxing for thousands of years, broke through the three realms of human, earth and heaven, and rushed into the legendary realm of transforming gods. It can be said that he is extremely talented and unparalleled.

But he couldn't find out the mystery of the fist, and he still didn't understand it.

"It took ten years to sharpen a sword, and a sword broke the sky!"

Emperor Jing took a deep breath, feeling for the first time that he had done something wrong.

He said: "Your talent is so monstrous, I regret it."

A burst of fire suddenly burst out from the Tianling Gai, instantly burning him to ashes, leaving only one ring behind.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Jian Xiao stepped forward to pick it up. It was Emperor Jing's storage ring. When he scanned it with his divine sense, there were many things piled up inside.

Jian Xiao lowered his head, looked down at the shattered palace, and said loudly: "Emperor Jing is dead, I shall be the emperor."

He has no intention of handing over the position of emperor to others.

He once heard that some people were afraid of trouble, afraid that the throne would block their way to martial arts, or that they would hand over the throne they had obtained for other random reasons, such as to help their younger sister or younger brother, or because of beautiful women, and he couldn't help but sneer.

He is an adult, he is a scholar, he wants them all.

Since I am here, I shall be the first.

However, governing political affairs is really troublesome. It is also a beautiful thing to decentralize power and streamline administration to encourage newcomers to recuperate. Jian Xiao proudly thought that there was once a sun and moon dynasty, and several generations of emperors did not go to court for decades, and the country was still strong and prosperous .

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Hei knelt down on the ground and shouted in unison.

They witnessed this pinnacle battle, and they couldn't help feeling a deep sense of fear.

Even the legendary Emperor Jing died.

In their hearts, the new emperor is like a demon, irresistible and irresistible.

The next day,

The spring breeze is ten miles, and the rising sun is just rising.

"Big white steamed buns are my favorite."

Jian Xiao lay on the bed, turned over, and muttered something.

He scratched it with his right hand, and a soft feeling went down to his bones, and his whole body trembled, and he woke up instantly.

He opened his sleepy eyes, rubbed his right eye, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

A smear of snow was sticking to his face, and his right hand was just grabbing, ahem, on top of the steamed bun.

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

The soft voice hit the heart directly with the haze of not waking up.

A delicate little face of Yixi Yichen was pressed against his cheek, and Jian Xiao could feel her breathing, one breath after another, one breath after another.

Fragrant and warm.

This is on the blue star, it was the scene he dreamed of when he was Du Zhe, this beauty and figure only existed in Two-dimensional.