Yan Ming's figure disappeared step by step from the stair pavilion, looking like it had sunk. Everyone on the top floor looked at each other, all trying to find the answer from other people's faces. Only Yan Xize continued to shout: "What's going on, how can he come out?"

Without Yan Ming's answer, Yan Xize threw his questions to everyone on the roof.

No one pays attention.

Everyone was extremely disgusted with Yan Xize's noise. Due to his identity, they could only greet him with a smile. But at this time, the top team had just experienced Yan Ge's slaughter, and those who survived were blackmailed by Yan Ge to leave their treasured magic weapons or secret books. Everyone was in a heavy mood and was very frightened about what happened next. Finally, no one had a good face to Yan Xize.

"Hey, you are not dead, why don't you speak?" Yan Xize continued to roar stubbornly regardless of everyone's mood.

"It's the mirage armor." The head of the Zhu family really couldn't stand it.

"Miracle Armor? What the hell is that?" Yan Xize continued to shout.

Everyone who disliked Yan Xize was on the same front as him at this time. Most of them had heard of the name of the Mirage Armor, but not many people knew what to do in the second place. Everyone looked at the head of the Zhu family, but the old man shook his head slightly and said, "I am just guessing."

At this time, everyone is in danger, and no one has the heart to care about any magic weapon here. They just want Yan Ming to get some inspiration from the way of customizing paintings and lands to get out of danger. Everyone ignored the vague refusal of the head of the Zhu family and continued to look at him with anticipation.

Seeing that everyone was like this, the head of the Zhu family said, "You have always heard of mirages. This mirage armor must be able to deceive the power of soul that acts on it. Just like the big customization of Beidou, it only does not work for the Beidou sect, and obviously there is some way of identification. Now, the mirage armor has deceived it."

When everyone heard this, the effect was indeed magical. But now it was not the time to satisfy their curiosity. This explanation was equivalent to not saying anything, and it did not help everyone get out, so they didn't even answer. It was Yan Xize, who looked very down-to-earth and didn't worry about his situation at all. He had a very objection to the answer of the head of the Zhu family: "Old man, what are you talking about?"

"I'm just guessing." After the head of the Zhu family answered, he ignored it.

Yan Ming, who left the top floor, did not take the opportunity to escape from the Seven Star Tower, but followed the stairs step by step and reached the third floor of the Seven Star Tower in a blink of an eye. The power of soul suddenly became much stronger here. Yan Ming sensed the power of soul and looked into the middle of the floor. He saw a gap on the central pillar, which filled the entire layer of soul power, which was emitted inadvertently from there.

This is……

Yan Ming was slightly stunned and was still waiting forward, and a voice was heard from the side.

"How?" Yan Ge's voice. Yan Ming hurriedly turned around and saw a pair of eyes covered with white light staring straight at him, and the power of the soul was unscrupulously perceived and swept through him.

The white light shrank, Chen Chu showed a very excited smile, turned his head and nodded excitedly to the side.

"Thank you for your hard work, the emperor." Yan Ge smiled and walked out of the dark shadow.

"It's really a big mistake for you not to escape at this opportunity," he said. "Of course, if you were someone who would escape at this time, I wouldn't leave you there with such confidence."

"What do you mean?" Yan Ming did not retreat. His right hand, which was hanging beside him, raised slightly forward. He glared at Yan Ge, watching him approaching him step by step.

Seven meters, six meters, five meters...

He secretly calculated the distance between the two, but just when there were still two meters, Yan Ge suddenly stopped.

"Miracle Armor, Shadowless Sword." Yan Ge smiled, "Brother, look, I'm standing here, can you stab me?"

Yan Ming was stunned, and his right hand was holding his squint, subconsciously tightened.

"You look a little surprised." Yan Ge admired Yan Ming's expression.

"Yes." Yan Ming nodded, "You know Mirage Armor, I'm not surprised, but you have no reason to know Shadowless Sword."

"In the spring of 1855, the Beidang Pass Guardian Wang Ye wiped out the remnants of the previous dynasty outside the pass. The Shadow Sword was one of the spoils of this battle and then presented it to the palace. In June of the same year, in Beishu, the father asked you about the world affairs. You answered the answer with one article on the four courtyards and nine clans. Longyan was very happy and gave it to the Shadow Sword. I only know so much." Yan Ge's tone was plain, as if he was talking about something, but when he heard Yan Ming's ears, he was like a light on his back.

The battle outside Beidang Pass was a killing of all the old and young people in the previous dynasty, so it did not make a big announcement to the world. Many people even thought that it was just an ordinary bandit suppression. However, Yan Ge knew the details of this battle, and even knew the details of the Shadowless Sword from the spoils. What's more terrifying is that the father and son in Beishufang were clearly aware of the political views.

That was the important military place where the monarchs and ministers of the Qingfeng Empire discussed affairs. Even the intelligence agencies of the two empires of Xuanjun and Changfeng were unable to reach their hands for such a long time. However, Yan Ge, who had been exiled to Beidou Academy for fourteen years, had spoken out as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Yan Ge's plan was really big, and even Bei Shufang had his inner support. Who was there when discussing political views that day? Yan Ming racked his brains and couldn't remember the situation on that day five years ago. For their father, son, king and minister, such discussions were very frequent, and such rewards were not uncommon. It was simply a very ordinary day.

"Looking at the appearance of the emperor, I don't seem to remember it very much, right?" Yan Ge said with a smile.

Yan Ming's face was ashes and silent.

"You don't remember, but there are still many things I remember." Yan Ge said, as if he wanted Yan Ming to hear it more clearly, and his body leaned forward slightly.

Yan Ming suddenly waved his right hand hanging down on his side.

There is a sword without shadow in his hand. There is no light, no shadow, no sound or breath. Even if the power of the soul is poured into it, it will be hidden without a trace. This kind of magic weapon with special effects is already between the magic weapon and the super-grade magic weapon. The difference is that the superpower it exerts is not independent of the magic weapon like the super-grade magic weapon. After all, it still needs to be mastered by the magic weapon and controlled by the cultivator.

Yan Ming had obtained the Shadowless Sword for five years and had long been familiar with the use of this magic weapon. This sword had no flaws at all, and he chose Yan Ge's moment of pride.

But Yan Ge still just smiled slightly. He also raised his right hand, waved his three fingers, and pinched his empty face. Yan Ming's right hand, which was wielding with ease, suddenly remained in front of him. Yan Ming struggled hard for a few times, but Yan Ge's three fingers were not trembling at all.

"The biggest advantage of being in Beidou Academy for fourteen years is that I have at least much more time to practice than you."

After saying this, Yan Ge finally put away his smile. The index finger among the three fingers of the sword suddenly raised up, and then knocked down. Yan Mingxu, who was holding his right hand at the other end, and his people, lay down to the ground together.

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Chapter completed!