The inner courtyard of the imperial city, when the storm outside the imperial city was surging, the inner courtyard was so quiet.

Eunuch Bai, the general manager, was wearing a white fish suit and walked out of the house with a black umbrella. There were two people in front of him. One was Li Shoucheng, the Imperial Heaven Supervisor, and the other was Zhao Zixing.

"I'll kill someone, you two follow me to carry the body." Eunuch Bai said a few words lightly.

He held an umbrella and went out on this day, his tone was so dull, as if he was going out for a walk after dinner.

Zhao Zixing said: "Who do you want to kill?"

Eunuch Bai said: "Great Master."

Even if there are thousands of great priests in the world, only one person can be said from the mouth of eunuch Bai.

What's more, only Western temples have great priests.

For Western countries, the great priest is equivalent to the Yin of the God Xia Shi. Sometimes it is a little stronger and can even determine the replacement of the pope.

Although the Pope is the first person in the name of the temple.

But there is a proverb in the Western countries that the Pope represents the Lord to rule everything, and the temple is under the jurisdiction of the great priest.

And the Pope lives in the temple.

Judging from the tone of Eunuch Bai, the great priest came to the capital not far from thousands of miles away.

Eunuch Bai actually wanted to kill him.

Zhao Zixing felt a faint chill in his heart.

He has been in important positions all year round and knows a little bit about the great priest of the temple. Although the temple's practice system is completely different from martial arts practice, there are still comparisons and references in terms of force.

Normally, the strength of the temple master is higher than that of the Five Sons of Qingwei, and is not much weaker than the head of Qingwei.

Of course, the previous head sect Tianyangzi was the biggest accident since the establishment of the Qingwei Sect. Even his personal disciples did not know how strong this head sect was.

Anyway, Tianyangzi is probably the strongest master of Qingwei in all dynasties. Even the strongest emperor in the history of the Great Jin Dynasty was polite to Tianyangzi.

Some people often say that the emperor is the sun of the Great Jin Dynasty, and Tianyangzi may be the dark clouds that cannot be seen in the sun.

Even though Tian Yangzi never seemed to have done anything that was unfavorable to the emperor, he still has this ability.

Since Tianyangzi left, the emperor shined the world and there was no more haze.

But this world is just the world of the Great Jin Dynasty.

In addition to the Great Jin Dynasty, there are many places where even the Shenxia and Chihan were not ruled in the past.

"Great priest, that may be the strongest person outside Jin territory. Can Eunuch Bai really kill him?" Zhao Zixing was a little puzzled.

Even though Eunuch Bai is unfathomable, the person he is going to kill is a great priest after all.

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Ninety-nine thunders descended from the monument, and the entire capital was trembling.

The monument is made of copper and has a huge attraction to thunder. It can be seen that the monument is full of lightning, as if countless silver snakes are tangled and flying.

An old man in white robe walked into the interior of the imperial city with a nearly transparent sword. Many imperial guards saw him. The old man kept approaching the gate of the imperial city, and countless bows and arrows greeted him.

But his body seemed to be transparent, and the bow and arrow passed directly through his body.

Thousands of armored string control men could only watch him enter the imperial city.

The imperial guards in the imperial city drew their swords. The old man waved his hand and countless sharp swords soared into the sky and turned into whirlpools.

The sharp sword serves as a soldier and becomes the front drive of the old man.

"Thousands of swords return!"

Someone exclaimed from the depths of the imperial city.

Dozens of Taoist monks or monks, holding swords, holding guns, and slashing swords, making sounds of firecrackers and beans, all of which indicate that they have at least the profound internal strength of Jiazi.

These strange people are all first-class in the world, but now they all look at the old man with a serious expression.

"Sword Demon."

They all recalled the name together.

"The sword demon only loses to Tianyang in his life."

This is not irony, but the highest praise.

No matter who can only lose to that sect, no one dares to refute it if he says he is rampant in the world.

For these masters, the sword demon has long been a distant legend.

But as soon as the Ten Thousand Swords came out, anyone understood that this was the arrival of legend.

The sword demon appeared in such a momentum, and the goal was self-evident.

These masters who have been fighting for the rest of their lives have penetrated the foreheads of fine cold sweat. They know that they cannot retreat, they can die in battle, and they must never retreat.

Because once you step back, the entire master will be implicated.

They are not the Five Sword Sects, nor are they Qingwei Da Zen. The emperor can break them into mountains and temples with just one thought, and destroy blood and food.

"Aowoo."

A wolf roar aroused the knocked swords again.

Swords shot forward at an astonishing speed than arrows.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of top-notch masters in the world were covered in bruises.

Ten thousand swords fell into the dust, and the old man calmly entered another door.

He was closer to the palace deep in the palace, where the emperor was.

The emperor sat in the Mingtang, his face was extremely dull.

There are heavy armored soldiers outside and brave internal supervisors inside.

Some eunuchs worriedly said, "Your Majesty, why don't you go back to your bedroom to rest first."

The emperor said calmly: "I will watch him die outside the palace with my own eyes."

This strongest emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty was as powerful as a prison, and inside and outside the Mingtang were extremely solemn.

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After passing the Forbidden Palace master, the old man had a little difficulty in walking.

Only the transparent sword in his hand became more and more innocent.

He has become deeply possessed of the devil, holding a butcher's knife in his hand, not afraid of the wrath of the Ming King. Putting down the butcher's knife, he is already a Buddha, holding a butcher's knife in his hand, he is the devil who will never be restored.

He can only save himself when he becomes a Buddha. He may not be able to save sentient beings when he becomes a demon, but he must suffer from destruction.

Countless heavy armored soldiers appeared in front of him. The old man looked over and saw almost no gap. Even the sound of footsteps was like a tide. Even if there was a mountain in front, these heavy armored soldiers could flatten it.

No one would frown when he said a word from the emperor and taught them to move mountains and fill the sea.

But no sergeant knew that the old man was here to save them.

Kill one person to save the people, no matter how many sins you have, you should pay it back.

The old man wanted to smile, but his face was cold, like a terrifying demon king walking out of hell.

Countless military crossbow arrows broke through the air and shot at the old man.

The old man's body suddenly faded, like an invisible shadow.

Even the transparent sword in front of him disappeared.

There was a violent wave in the air.

The originally airtight square array was also torn apart.

It’s like someone slashing the hole of the river with one sword.

Dozens of powerful inner officials wanted to close the palace gate, but they were close to success, but when they reached the gate, they broke with a bang.

Dozens of internal officials were flying in their flesh and blood.

The old man's figure appeared under the throne of the emperor.

Less than ten feet.

Ten feet away from the king, people can compete with a country!

"You taught me three times today."

The emperor said calmly.

The old man did not rush to send a fatal blow to the emperor.

He found that although he was possessed by a demon, the emperor was more like a demon among the demons. He was clearly there, but it seemed to be anywhere in the Mingtang. The inherent evil nature was like a poisonous dragon hovering in his heart.

The emperor saw the old man silent.
To be continued...