In an instant, the two magical powers of the fire tree and silver flowers collided in the sky. Millions of swords condensed by the green lake water poured down. In the majestic sword momentum that was moving forward, a dazzling light visible to the naked eye penetrated the sky fire tree standing on the lake. The silver flowers condensed by the ruthless sword intent in the sky were shattered. The silver flowers of the fire tree sobbed slowly overturned the lake. The sky-surgent fire on the canopy was like a flash in the pan, extinguishing an era.

The pale-faced Xu Qing almost couldn't hold the sword in her hand tightly, and staggered and took a series of twists and turns on the lake. The cold expression in her eyes melted like ice and snow, and the swaying embers of the fire trees in front of her gradually blurred because of the dry spirit sea.

The ruthless prison that would imprison her for countless years collapsed and collapsed.

The woman in white was soaked and had a very contradictory look of self-deprecation and hope in her eyes.

What I laughed at is that the result of her hiding the sword for more than ten years is the only one who has achieved success.

What I hope is that she finally truly touched the true peak of swordsmanship.

The woman who was finally able to escape from the ruthless sword cage finally lost her support, her spiritual power dissipated and fell into the lake and sank to the bottom of the lake. Just when she might have died like this, a pair of powerful hands broke through the lake surface and picked her up around her waist.

Chang Xi, who was soaked in a rooster, also had a pale face as paper. He held Xu Qing in his arms and knelt on the lake, his chest was undulating violently and breathing heavily. Obviously, the consumption of youth in that moment just now was extremely serious. If he could not even win this swordsmanship, he would probably be willing to accept the loss.

Yao Chong and the golden-armored general came over the water. The magnificent scene of the four hundred miles of lake water stabbing at the fire trees and silver flowers in the sky completely shocked them, and they did not react until now.

Yao Chong looked deeply at the commander with a powerful battle team and the woman who was unconscious in his arms with his eyes closed in his arms, and bowed sincerely and said, "Congratulations to brother Chang Xi, since the battle of Fengshen Lake, the matter of whom the throne of the Palace Master of Zhou Jueyin Tiangong can finally be revealed."

The golden-armored general following Yao Chong looked extremely respectful. When he saw the man in black robe looking at him, he immediately saluted respectfully. This swordsman named Chang Xi seemed much better than the old palace master of Zhou Jueyin Tian Palace.

Chang Xi glanced at Xu Qing's pale cheek in his arms and asked softly: "According to the previous soul contract, I should go to meet the Northern Ghost Emperor after winning, right?"

Seeing that Chang Xi did not put down the woman in her arms, Yao Chong understood his meaning immediately. He took out the two paper contracts from his sleeve, shook his wrist, and recited the spell. The flames of the two paper contracts flashed and turned into ashes. Chang Xi also felt relieved and felt that something disappeared in his mind.

Chang Xi stood up, thought for a moment and said, "Although Xu Qing was defeated, her injuries were because of me. Please give me two days... No, one day will be better. I will cure her first, and then go to meet Lord Ghost Emperor. Can you see, Mr. Yao?"

Yao Chong listened to the voice transmission from the top of the mountain, and quickly changed his words with a smile: "The Lord Chang's benevolence and righteousness make me admire him. Lord Chang's palace has just experienced a big battle and is exhausted. It is better to rest in the bedroom for two or three days before talking about anything else. When Lord Chang's palace is recuperating, I will take you to meet Lord Ghost Emperor."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yao, have trouble." Chang Xi smiled slightly at Yao Chong and the golden general, picked up Xu Qing, who was still unconscious in his arms and rushed towards the bedroom.

The golden general watched the black robe disappear on the lake while leaping, and asked carefully: "Prime Minister, was His Majesty's voice just now?"

Yao Chong touched his snow-white beard and smiled and said, "Yes, Lord Ghost Emperor has just sent a message to me. This competition for the position of the Lord of the Palace of Zhou Jueyin Tiangong can finally come to an end. It will be announced to the world tomorrow!"

The golden general looked at the bedroom hidden among the fiery red maple leaves on the shore of Fengshen Lake and said in a spirit: "After both the coffin boys in the coffin mountain and Lin Zhenjiang from the towering palace were defeated, I really thought that the position of the palace master was already in the pocket of the Eastern Wu Sword Cave."

Seeing the Prime Minister's slightly playful gaze, the general of the Golden Armor waved his hand and said helplessly: "We are not afraid of women giving orders to us. But you know that the Xu women in the Eastern Wu Sword Cave have not had a good reputation in the world. They are famous for being indifferent to the world. What if they turn around and sell their brothers on the battlefield? Most of the fates of soldiers are horses and corpses. We have long been enlightened to die for His Majesty at any time. However, His Majesty's great achievements have not been achieved, so we cannot die so early."

After listening quietly, Yao Chong looked into the distance and asked, "You are close to you just now, but do you think that the Xu woman is so affectionate and unfaithful in the rumors?"

The general of the golden armor was slightly stunned, chewed carefully and savored the woman's face just now. After a while, he frankly said: "I was unconscious and couldn't see it, but it seemed not that evil. I just looked at it and felt very quiet."

Yao Chong walked towards the lakeside with his hands behind his back, smiled with a long grin and said, "That's right!"

The next day, the result of the highly-watched duel on Fengshen Lake was soon announced to the world. What shocked everyone was that the three top forces that were highly anticipated by the entire Luofeng Mountain area all failed and won the title. The one who won the title was an unknown sword cultivator named Chang Xi.

After repeated confirmation that the news was correct, the entire Luofeng Mountain area was in full swing. The identity of this sword cultivator named Chang Xi quickly surfaced under the excavation of many people from the forces.

The woman lifted the curtain and walked into the camp, put a box of full tributes on the conference table of the camp. She put her soft red armor on the seat. Because of her active practice and training in every day, she had a graceful figure that she already had became more and more convex and raised back, and her flat and smooth abdomen were two towering snow peaks that could not be moved away from her eyes. It was the most beautiful scenery in the Qianfeng Camp of Dongyoubu.

"This is the seventeenth gift today."

The woman who had been tired of dealing with the visiting forces of all sizes in Luofeng City looked impatient and slapped the table suddenly. The three men with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waists shivered across the table. The woman's two jade legs folded under her soft skirt armor were round and slender, wearing black stockings, holding her arms around her arms, holding her chest, which was more than the tribute gift on the table, squeezed the two petals to make her plump and fat, and most of the eye-catching openings were cut on the armor on her chest, which were particularly boldly cut.

The woman in red armor sneered, "Okay, okay, you three big men have not improved much ability, but you can learn the job of a hand-off manager very quickly? Sister Dongyou accompanied the adult to Luofeng Mountain to participate in the competition. Mr. Wei is considerate when he gets older, but you just let me do this smiling thing, just a woman?"

Xier, who was sitting next to the woman with red armor, smiled so much that her stomach hurt.

"Shaohua Shaohua, oh, Sister Shaohua, be calm."

Lin Changfeng looked at Yan Kun, who was sweating beside him and Daqing, who was practicing silence, and quickly said: "Look, we three big men don't know any human nature. This master has won the position of the palace master of Zhou Jueyin Tiangong. All major forces want to cling to our Dongyou tribe. This Dongyou tribe is the most beautiful and good at speaking. And when Sister Shaohua goes to, she also supports our Dongyou tribe, right? If the three of us are, wouldn't it be a big drop?"

Shaohua said, "Lin Changfeng, your little mouth is like smearing honey, which makes me embarrassed to talk about you again."
Chapter completed!