80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

　　　　 Forbidden City, the main hall of proceedings.

　　 Lin Tianyuan came back, relaxed, with a smile on his face.

Uncle 　　 shot, his pressure suddenly disappeared.

　　 After living with Lin Jiufeng for ten years, he knows how terrible Lin Jiufeng is.

　　 In the conference hall, cabinet ministers are arguing constantly.

　　 They are discussing how to deal with the Xianbei looting.

　　 Some people are fighting, some people are fighting, and opinions are divided, and they can’t convince each other.

　　 A group of old folks, or scribes, were so noisy that they had to greet them.

　　The key is that they all have their own reasons.

　　Because it is a big winter, the border is even more terribly cold.

　　 really fight, that loss can set the reform of Yuhua Shen Dynasty back ten years.

　　 So Lin Tianyuan was very upset before, and even wanted to gain strength by practicing magic.

　　 What if he succeeded in practicing magic?

　　 But now, he walked into the conference hall with ease.

　　 Cabinet ministers all looked at Lin Tianyuan.

　　 "Your Majesty, how to deal with the Xianbei army, please make your own decision." The chief minister of the cabinet asked in a deep voice.

　　 No matter whether it is fighting or making peace, noisy will produce no results.

　　 must be settled as soon as possible.

　　 "The officials don't need to worry, Xianbei shouldn't worry about it. I have already invited a master to kill the Martial Saint of Tumen. Xianbei will immediately fall apart, so he won't be able to come and plunder." Lin Tianyuan announced in a good mood.

　　 The cabinet ministers looked at Lin Tianyuan in surprise.

　　 "Your Majesty, is it the mysterious master who has been living in seclusion in the imperial capital?" Shoufu asked excitedly.

　　 The other people looked at Lin Tianyuan expectantly.

　　 "Yes!" Lin Tianyuan nodded sharply.

　　 "All Aiqing, please rest assured to wait for the news of Tumen Wusheng's fall!" Lin Tianyuan said confidently.

　　 This time the cabinet ministers stopped quarreling, each of them, like brothers, laughed.

　　 Without Tumen Martial Saint, Xianbei is not a concern.

　　...

　　 In front of the gate of Leng Gong, Lin Jiufeng walked out and closed the gate.

　　 In front of the gate of Lenggong, withered leaves fell on the ground, and when the cold wind blows, they fly with the wind.

　　 Lin Jiufeng is going to the northwest grassland.

　　 He didn't bring anything.

　　 One person, one sword!

　　 The sword is still the Demon Slashing Sword. The Bone Long Sword is a set, which can be used when there are many enemies.

Meow!

　　 The white cat called on the wall.

　　 It doesn't want Lin Jiufeng to leave.

　　 is not because I want Lin Jiufeng, but I want Lin Jiufeng to help it check the information.

　　 It stays in the underground palace for many years and is extremely strange to the outside world.

　　 Lin Jiufeng glanced at it, waved his hand, and soared into the sky.

Meow!

　　 The white cat uttered a helpless cry.

　　 It wrote a few words crooked with its paws.

　　 "Hate his next day!"

　　...

　　 The Northwest Grassland is far away from the emperor of the Emerging God Dynasty.

　　 It's the twelfth lunar month again.

　　 The cold wind screamed, and the cold seemed to blow into the bones.

　　 Looking up, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, white people can't bear to destroy.

　　 Zhen Qi envelops the whole body, Lin Jiufeng shoots into the northwest grassland like an arrow from the string.

　　 The wind screamed, his indignation swept through his body, really fast.

　　 In the past five years, although it has not broken through the second realm of Wusheng, the accumulated Zhenqi liquid is extremely terrifying.

　　 Lin Jiufeng doesn't feel distressed at all when he rushes like this, and wears out.

one day!

　　 One full day!

　　 Lin Jiufeng only rushed to the northwest boundary.

　　 It can be seen that the Yuhua Shenchao has a vast area, and I also know why the ruling and the opposition will fight and quarrel.

　　 is really too far.

　　 And the temperature here is much lower than that of other places in Yuhuashen Chao, soldiers will not be used to it.

　　 Xianbei people are used to it, war is terrible.

　　 So the best way is to beheaded.

　　 Lin Jiufeng came here, directly found a few Xianbei people, and asked where is the legendary Tumen Wusheng of the entire grassland?

　　 "Tumen Martial Saint is offering sacrifices to the spirits on the Tianshan Mountain at this moment, and the army is gathering under the Tianshan Mountain," said the Xianbei.

　　 This is a well-known thing on the grassland.

　　 "Where is Tianshan?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

　　 The Xianbei people pointed out the direction and dared not hide it.

　　 Lin Jiufeng let them go and hurried to Tianshan.

　　 Tianshan is not far away, very conspicuous.

　　 A mountain inserted into the sky, surrounded by dozens of majestic mountain guards, like a dozen real dragons, guarding an extremely terrifying god.

　　 At the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, a large army gathered, and various tents stretched for hundreds of miles, and they continued to increase.

　　 Lin Jiufeng looked at this scene with cold eyes.

　　 This Tumen Martial Saint really intends to sweep the border of the Yuhua Shen Dynasty, plundering millions of miles, and causing anger and resentment.

　　 "With such a powerful force, isn't it okay to pursue the peak of martial arts? Why do you bully the weak?" Lin Jiufeng was full of murderous intent.

　　 He soared into the sky and broke in from the other side without being noticed.

　　He fell on the Tianshan Mountain.

　　 Here is a milky white Tianchi in the center.

　　 Tianchi is constantly changing.

　　 In an instant, there was a burst of water, rolling and superimposing, and it became quiet again in an instant, like a realm of sky.

　　 There was a big man kneeling on the edge of Tianchi.

　　 dressed in animal skins, with thick hair, like a lion, with a fierce momentum.

　　He is Tumen Wusheng.

　　 At this moment, he is offering spiritual sacrifices. The earth is covered with various patterns, and he is muttering words.

　　 Lin Jiufeng stood ten miles away and pulled out the Demon Slayer Sword.

　　 Slash the sky and draw swordsmanship!

　　 There is no nonsense at all, Lin Jiufeng is here to kill someone, so if this person is confirmed, he will kill him directly.

　　 His eyes were like torches, his true energy was boiling, and the will of martial arts emerged behind Lin Jiufeng.

　　 An extremely terrifying long sword, a hundred feet long, standing in the sky.

　　 Then, accompanied by Lin Jiufeng's Demon Slashing Sword, he cut out together.

　　锵!

　　 A sword aura broke through the wind and snow, swept the Tianchi, and drove the tornado.

　　 This sword is extremely powerful.

　　 Ten miles of land boundary, fleeting, beheading the past.

　　 But at this time, Tumen Wusheng, who sacrificed the spirit, opened his eyes, and the wild eruption inside, he opened his mouth and roared.

Roar!

　　 This is the sound of a beast, not a beast.

　　 is the sound of hundreds of beasts.

　　 After this deafening sound rang, behind Tumen Wusheng, hundreds of violent beast ghosts appeared.

　　 Wild bear, white tiger, lion, silver wolf, giant spider, bull, giant python...

　　 These, UU reading www.uukanshu.com are all sacrificial spirits of Tumen Wusheng.

　　He offered sacrifices to the spirits, and then gained the power of the spirits.

　　 Relying on this method, it rose rapidly and unified Xianbei.

　　 The sword energy cut by Lin Jiufeng was shaken by the roar, but it was not broken.

　　 Jian Qi moves forward firmly.

　　 "What a powerful swordsman, but you came to assassinate me, it is the biggest mistake, I am the king of the prairie beasts!" Tumen Wusheng is as dexterous as an ape, and he jumped up and stretched out his hand in the air.

　　 Boom!

　　 He shattered Lin Jiufeng's sword energy, and a violent storm swept across the entire Tianshan Mountains, forming a storm, which was very terrifying.

　　 The wind screamed sternly.

　　 The ice and snow hit the face sharply.

　　 Snow Mountain has given out its own power at this moment.

　　 This is the power of nature.

　　 is extremely scary.

　　 And in this terrible situation, Tumen Wusheng roared, like a lion, lying on all fours, running quickly, and culled to kill Lin Jiufeng.

　　 Boom! boom! boom!

　　 His true energy was boiling, and at this moment he surpassed the first realm of Martial Saint, Dong Xuan.

　　 reached Zhi Ming.

　　 Lin Jiufeng's eyes flashed strangely, but he was not worried at all.

　　 "The strength of your true energy has reached Zhi Ming, but your martial arts will is weak and pitiful," he said calmly while holding the Devil Slayer Sword in his hand.

　　 "Absorbing the energy of so many beasts, he has become like a beast, and he doesn't know how to operate the martial arts will and cultivate the general trend of the world. After all, he is a passer-by between the world and the earth." As he said, Lin Jiufeng slashed out a shocking sword.

　　 Sword Twenty-Two Mile's last move.

　　 The twenty-second sword like a **** and a devil!

　　 This trick is also called the Holy Spirit Sword Technique!