"Emperor, please calm down!"
Zhu Buguan and Cao Zhengchun knelt on the ground.
Zhu Houzhao snorted coldly.
"Why should I be angry? There are countless capable people in our Daming Empire, but now the Crown Prince of Prince Taiping is so arrogant.”
"How can I be the only one who has been demoralized?”
Hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, Zhu Budian and Cao Zhengchun's thoughts raced.
"This Taiping Wangshi is indeed arrogant and should be punished.”
"Your Majesty, you can leave this matter to this servant. This servant will definitely give Your Majesty a satisfactory explanation!”
Cao Zhengchun rolled his eyes, thinking that this was a good opportunity to show off in front of Zhu Houzhao.
Yesterday, he had sent the Iron-Claw Flying Eagle to the Dragon Guard Mountain Villa to bring back the truth.
However, the news he received was that Zhu Bujue had fought with Cheng Fei, and Cheng Fei had been severely injured by Zhu Bujue.
Then, he was rescued by an unknown person and his whereabouts were unknown!
Because of this, Cao Zhengchun even lost his temper.
Now, there was another opportunity for him to make a contribution.
Moreover, he might even be able to obtain the secret manual of the Supreme Mystery Sword Technique from Gong Jiu.
Cao Zhengchun naturally couldn't let go of such an opportunity!
However, Zhu Budian took a step forward unhurriedly.
"Emperor, Prince Taiping's son has a special status. Between us, we should be polite before resorting to force.”
"This subject has a red letter and iron coupon. I can supervise the country and kill the crafty officials. Why don't you leave this matter to this subject?”
They had just lost track of Cheng Fei's whereabouts. Even though they had sent out the Sky and Earth Mystic Secret Agent, there was still no trace of Cheng Fei's whereabouts.
Apart from Cao Zhengchun, Zhu Bujue immediately suspected the son of Prince Taiping!
In addition, Gong Jiu had the Supreme Mystery Sword Technique, which was rewarded by the Golden Roll.
No matter what, Zhu Bujue had to snatch this job from Cao Zhengchun's hands!
"Emperor, this servant…"
Cao Zhengchun was about to speak when Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and interrupted him.
"Divine Marquis is right. Since that's the case, let's leave the matter of Prince Taiping's son to Divine Marquis.”
"I hope that the Divine Overlord's performance will not disappoint me.”
Cao Zhengchun shut his mouth.
"Yes."
Zhu Budian cupped his hands in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
Just as the three of them were talking, golden light gradually gathered in the sky outside the window.
More and more golden light gathered. In the end, the entire sky was covered by a layer of golden light!
……
"Why hasn't the Golden Roll been released yet? Are you late?”
In Yong An Building, Xu Fengnian was getting impatient.
"Prince, wait a little longer.”
Old Huang laughed.
"Wait any longer, wait any longer and I'm going to fade out.”
As soon as Xu Fengnian finished speaking, a commotion suddenly came from outside the private room.
It was like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, and it immediately boiled!
"Old Huang, could it be that the Golden Roll has been opened?”
Xu Fengnian listened for a while and said.
Old Huang walked to the window to take a look.
"That's right, Prince, the Golden Roll should be open!”
Upon hearing Old Huang's words, Xu Fengnian quickly went to the window to take a look.
As expected, golden light floated above the nine heavens, as magnificent and brilliant as the waves.
It was exactly the same as when the Golden Roll was opened yesterday!
……
In the vastness of the Nine Prefectures, who was in charge of the ups and downs?
The world's prodigies, look at the Golden Roll!
Today, the Nine Provinces Prodigy Roll would be announced, from the 25th to the 21st!
The resplendent heavenly voice descended again, and the entire Nine Provinces could hear it.
It caused one's soul to tremble!
……
"As expected, this Golden Roll is deliberately hanging our appetites!”
"Only five are announced in a day. How is that enough?”
"That's right, can you announce a few more Golden Rankings!”
The martial artists who were unwilling to only know five people on the rankings in a day started to shout.
He felt that the announcement of the Golden Rankings was a little too slow.
Unfortunately, no matter how much they protested, the Golden Roll was unmoved.
As the golden light surged like clouds, a majestic voice resounded across the sky!
……
Nine Provinces Prodigy Roll, 25th place.
Big Ming, Yan Thirteen!
[Age: 29]
[Identity: Swordsman]
[Realm: Grandmaster late-stage!]
[Reason for being on the rankings: A man who is crazy about the way of the sword.]
He practiced the Deadly Sword Technique, a family martial art, and was a first-class swordsman in the world!
He had created the 14th transformation of his life's ultimate technique, the Thirteen Lethal Swords, and had even broken through his sword realm attainment.
He also created the 15th sword that represented destruction and death!
The killing intent of this sword was too heavy. It would only bring death and destruction!
This time, it was different from yesterday's Golden Rankings, which only announced some information about the people on the rankings.
Right after Yan Shisan's identity was revealed, in the sky that was originally filled with dazzling golden light.
Suddenly, a dark light that looked like black fog appeared!
As more and more of these lights appeared, they seemed to be gathering in the middle of the sky.
Soon, it condensed into a tall figure!
……
"Look, doesn't this look like a person?”
"Yes, and it's a figure dressed in black and holding a long sword!”
The figure in the sky had a cold and menacing expression.
As the black fog surged like a robe, it was more like the clothes on his body were fluttering in the wind!
It made people feel even more cold and unruly!
It gave people a strange feeling that this person must be Yan Thirteen!
……
"This person is emitting an unusual sword intent!”
"He's like a natural killing god!”
In the territory of Ming Dynasty, Siguo Cliff.
A white-haired old man in green robes had his hands behind his back, and his entire body was emitting an awe-inspiring sword intent.
He stared at the shadow in the sky!
"Senior Feng, how powerful is Yan Shisan's Thirteen Swords of Life, compared to Senior Dugu's Nine Swords of Solitude?”
Standing behind Feng Qingyang, Linghu Chong, who didn't look very handsome, asked Feng Qingyang curiously.
Originally, he only asked out of curiosity.
Who knew that after Feng Qingyang heard it, he was actually silent for a while before slowly saying,
"Although the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords and the Thirteen Swords of Life are both sword techniques, there is a huge difference between the two.”
"Nine Swords Beyond the Swords is a sword technique that brings out the moves to the extreme.”
"As for the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords, they are more inclined to the product of intent!”
"As the saying goes, no move is better than a move.”
"The power of the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords is probably even greater than the Nine Beyond Swords!”
Hearing Feng Qingyang's evaluation, Linghu Chong was shocked!
Ever since he got to know Feng Qingyang, this old senior of the Sword Sect had held the Nine Beyond Swords in high esteem.
He even believed that the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords was a sword technique that was unrivaled in the world.
But now, he was willing to admit that Nine Swords Beyond the Swords was not as good as Yan Shisan's Life-Taking Fifteen Swords.
It was a miracle!
……
" The Life-Taking Fifteen Swords represent destruction and death…"
"Hehe, interesting, interesting!"
Southern Sea, Flying Deity Island, White Cloud City.
It was a middle-aged man with a pale face and a slight beard. He had a long sword at his waist and was emitting a sharp sword aura.
As if he found it interesting, a yearning smile appeared on his face.
"It seems that after the Sword God Ximen Chuixue.”
"There is another swordsman in the world who is worthy of me fighting!”
……
" How powerful is the Life-Taking Fifteen Swords…"
"If it's really as the Golden Roll says, I'm willing to use my life to comprehend it!”
The entire Wanmei Villa was covered with plum trees, and the flowers bloomed like snow.
Ximen Chuixue stood under the plum tree. His white clothes were as cold as snow!
The words that came out of his mouth also had the thought of fighting against the Life-Taking Fifteen Swords!
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