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The nine-headed giant bird carried seven people and fell from the sky and clouds.

On the back of the wings, Luo Changfeng's eyes filled with murderous aura locked the figure of the dragon-robed figure with his hands independent of the White Tower City Gate.

At that moment, the clouds rose up in the storm of the Luochang wind ladder.

This leap is three hundred feet away from the sky.

Luo Changfeng pulls his bow and takes an arrow.

After obtaining the Eight Divine Arrows in the Pudding Mountain Zangbing Valley, the divine bow that was destined to be in the divine weapon list as flash in the pan were left with three arrows.

And Luo Changfeng's arrow is called Kuangsha.

...

The sound of the piano sounds on the battle platform where Jun Zeyu is located turns sharply, and then the sound of drums rolls like thunder. The girl of the pipa stirs the strings between her fingers, and the melodious pipa glows are like streams flowing endlessly.

So the actor danced.

A singing girl sang.

"If you have a gratitude, you will be resentful. What should you ask for if you are old and old? I advise you to stop fighting and not be foolish as a prisoner of Chu. The origin is that you laugh with the pine, wine, swords and swords, and follow the rivers forever. The heroes are like smoke and vast, so why are you so innocent and powerful men in vain?

To make a plan, I feel pitiful to dream of Jiuzhou.”

...

The singing echoes.

The arrows cut the air.

The moment the sand was leaving the strings, the tail of the arrow rolled up the wind and snow along the way.

The wind and snow rolled wildly in the sky, leaving a horizontal trace line like a progressive spiral, shrinking a distance of about a meter.

Under countless gazes outside the Bailou Gate, it seemed as if an arrow Li Xian appeared in front of Yan Bailou.

Zunhuang Yan Bailou, who stood on the city tower with his hands behind his back, revealed his extraordinary master's style in his every move. Looking at the arrows that were whistling at speed that was already understandable to the extraordinary people, Zunhuang Yan Bailou narrowed his eyes slightly.

He poked out his hand that held one side, and Xue Ji, who ranked twenty-one times on the list of magic weapons, grew inch by inch.

His movements are extremely freehand, even elegant.

In the eyes of countless people in the capital of Dayan, this sword was slow and weak. Not to mention splitting the huge arrow, I am afraid that even the Tchaifu who holds a knife and chops wood.

However, in the eyes of many war generals and Jun Zeyu in the king's army, this sword is secretly in line with the traces of the movement of the heavenly way. There is yin in the yang and yang in the yin. Yin and yang complement each other, which is the softest and the most rigid.

The snow clears out.

Like a cold sword light flying by a meteor, the moment the sword light touched the extremely fast-rotating arrow, a storm suddenly burst into the sky.

The waves hit the space boundary wall, and the surrounding space floated up and down like a surging sea surface. It was like this, and the space was cracked. The wind and snow tornado with the arrow flying tail was circulating by this soft force.

The dissolution collapsed in an instant.

The wild sand arrow that appeared after the wind and snow tornado collapsed was then cut from the middle by the sword light that seemed ordinary but actually secretly matched the way of heaven, turning into two arrows and shooting into the freezing high wall, sank into the wall.

There is no trace in it.

And then looking at the sword light, everyone held their breath and focused, directly penetrated Luo Changfeng's body and shot into the depths of the sky.

...

The pipa broke the string.

The battle platform built by the 500,000 royal division suddenly became lonely and silent.

The piano player pressed the strings tightly with his slender hands, and the drummer gently stroked the ripples on the drum's face. The actors seemed to be frozen in place, without moving.

The sudden stillness and silence make everyone's heart tight.

Jun Zeyu raised his head and looked away from the clouds.

Wei Yangsheng, Su Xiaofan and other generals followed.

The holy light flowed from Luo Changfeng's chest, which was penetrated by the sword light. His whole body seemed to be burned by the holy light, and his figure gradually became nothing. Until the end, the calm face passed away like ashes with the wind.

There is a holy lotus rising from the place where the Changfeng of Luo disappeared.

...

The girl of the pipa plucked the strings again on the battle stage.

The drum sounded again, and the piano sounded in agreement, and the actor danced with Guangling's long sleeves.

Luo Changfeng walked out of the dazzling lotus of the holy light, still holding the divine weapon and arrow eight in his hand.

He still has two arrows.

The last two arrows of Arrow Eight are also the two most powerful arrows of the eight arrows cast by the old man of the Jiang family. According to Jiang Manlou, these two arrows can kill the saints of the world.

Yan Bailou is not a real saint, but now his cultivation has half his foot in the threshold of a saint. Whether it is the means or the state of mind, it is not comparable to Luo Changfeng's cultivation level by relying on his luck to obtain the realm of Transformation.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng fought for his life in this battle. He never thought that he could really kill Yan Bailou, just to die together!

Pull the bow and take the arrow.

One arrow opens the sky, and one arrow kills the saint.

Luo Changfeng's two arrows were fired at once.

...

Among the numerous palaces of the Great Yan Emperor, there is a secluded and elegant courtyard filled with fragrance. The falling flowers in the courtyard are flying together with the snowflakes quietly coming into the wall.

Xue'er, whose cultivation has been gone, is now resting in this courtyard.

She was not wearing red.

Her weak body can no longer make her the person in the red robe in her hands.

This purple dress was her favorite outfit before.

For some reason, after waking up, she suddenly remembered the former purple-lothes. Perhaps she was extremely tired. In the last quiet moment, she didn't want to imitate and dress up anyone, she just wanted to find her true self.

She stood in the garden.

Looking at the flying flowers and snow, it is as quiet as a virgin.

The burly figure of the leader of Yan Lingwei Yuwen Shi appeared behind him. Uncle Yuwen, who watched Princess Ningxue grow up little by little, saw it in his eyes, recalling the innocent and cute appearance of the little princess before entering the academy, and was very happy.

However, it was a bit sad.

Thinking that it's really God's will torture people.

"Uncle Yuwen." Xue'er's red lips opened slightly.

"Princess." Yuwen's house greeted him.

"Actually, you have always known whether it is right." Xueer stared at the sky and was ecstatic.

Yuwen Vale remained silent.

He knew what the princess was referring to.

That year, he was ordered by Emperor Yan Bailou to escort the little princess and Ling'er to study at the academy. When he passed by Luohe County, the little princess made a big fuss in Jiangmanlou's wedding and broke up with Yan Lingwei.

For a long time afterwards, the second leader of Yan Lingwei and his mysterious guard, known as the Mao of the Great Yan Empire, never appeared in front of the little princess again.

They are not unaware of the whereabouts of the princess.

They just went from light to dark, clearing out all the guys who had bad intentions but couldn't stand the light in the dark, until the princess entered Bodhi City.

This is done for two reasons.

In one case, the Yuwen Valve hopes to give the princess enough freedom.

Second, after a meticulous and rarely known investigation, he discovered an amazing secret. The young man who accompanied the princess all the way into Bodhi City and claimed to be Changfeng was the only son of the sworn brother Luo Ling!

"I dare not deceive the princess! The identity of the young master is known from the time you met and got married, and my subordinates secretly investigated it." Yuwen Vale lowered his head and said.

There were two people in this world who knew Luo Changfeng’s identity.

One is the shopkeeper of the inn at the foot of Luoxia Mountain in the back mountain of Luohe County, and the other is the Yuwen Valve who has always kept the secret.

He and Luo Ling are brothers who have been sworn brothers for many years. How could he not know his elder brother’s only son?

He knows everything.

He just didn't say it.

Because he didn't believe that his brother would betray the emperor and Dayan.