film world traveler

coming.

What was supposed to come finally came.

Chen Jun's first visit to Tai'an City caused a sensation in the entire capital.

He was dressed in white, with robes flying around his body. His handsome appearance stood on the top of the tall building with a divine demeanor, attracting the attention of everyone on the ground.

What is even more surprising is the sentence, looking down at the emperor and saying, "The number of separated Yang Qi is fifty percent."

Suddenly, nearly a thousand people at the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony all felt their hearts pounding, and some were watching Emperor Liyang's expression in the light and darkness.

The emperor of the Zhao family was unusually generous. He looked at the sky and said with a smile: "It is a blessing for me in Liyang Dynasty to have a sword god like Mr. Chen come to watch the ceremony. If you want to see the wonderful scenery of Liyang, I am willing to buy you a drink."

Wine, if Mr. wants to act violently, Li Yang will have no choice but to fight with swords and swords!"

As soon as these words came out, all the anxious military officers in the square took reassurance and beamed with smiles.

Not only does he have the aura of a talented emperor to dominate the world, but his speaking skills are also extremely high.

Chen Jun said calmly: "It depends on who uses it!"

"A bold maniac who knows a little bit of swordsmanship dares to be arrogant."

"A shameless martial artist and a humble martial artist dare to come to Tai'an City to show their shame. If the emperor had not been enlightened and righteous, this person would have been killed long ago."

As soon as he said this, there was a burst of curses and scoldings on him for being ignorant. Most of them came from the mouths of civil servants. Most of the generals were so angry that they only hated having no weapons in their hands. Moreover, they were afraid of Chen Jun's reputation as a swordsman, so they did not dare to make mistakes at will, for fear of pretending.

If you can't force it, you will be beaten.

"Mr. Chen really wants to take action?" Emperor Zhao Chun didn't seem to be angry, and said with a hearty smile: "My husband and I felt the same when we first met. If it hadn't been for this encounter, I really would have wanted to invite you to sit alone and have a drink.

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Chen Jun said nothing, but stretched out his left hand backwards.

"Emperor, if you practice martial arts, you will definitely be one of the masters in the world."

"boom!"

Chen Jun stood still. Behind him, a ball of green light suddenly exploded. A loud noise filled the air, causing the tall building to tremble. At the same time, someone groaned from behind.

An old man was pushed out with a palm and smashed into a high-rise building. He smashed seven floors of wooden boards in a row and fell to the ground. His appearance was a bit embarrassed, but it did not hide the heavy majesty on his body. Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. His brocade clothes were torn, but his body was majestic and the light was dark.

In the middle, Master Liu Hao, who was as majestic as any young man from the north, slowly walked out, causing many of the experts around the emperor to feel as if they were suffocating.

The two masters of Tai'an City, Han Diao Si in the Ming Dynasty and Master Liu Hao in the secret world, have very different identities and very different levels of martial arts, but one thing is very similar, that is, they are both too lazy to pay attention to the ethics of the world and are very pragmatic.

Just like in Jianghu, as a master of the Celestial Realm, it is difficult to make a sneak attack, but Master Liu Hao will not have any obstacles in his heart, let alone be indecisive because of his status as a senior, will not take it lightly just because he has a chance to win, and will not take it lightly because of failure.

And get discouraged and give up.

This is also the scary thing about Master Liu Peng.

But the blow just now still made many civil and military ministers, including the emperor, sigh inwardly.

"The Sword God bullies Liyang No One? Gu Jiantang returns the favor!"

The words fell in the air, and a halberd came out from the Royal Forest Guards. Gu Jiantang, the best swordsman in the world, strode out, stepped on the halberd that was flying high into the sky, shouted softly, and swung the sword in the air.

There was a ray of light from the full moon, thunder bloomed on the sword, and purple electricity flowed towards Chen Jun.

As one of the Eight Great Pillars of Liyang, Gu Jiantang once destroyed East Vietnam and the Southern Tang Dynasty. His military skills were enough to compete for the top three positions in the world. Perhaps because the light was too dazzling, many people had overlooked that Gu Jiantang was also the leader.

The Sword Saint is the best swordsman in the world, no matter in the temple or in the world.

The reason why this name is not obvious is because it is rumored that Gu Jiantang said: "A knife can only be a murder weapon on the battlefield. It would be a waste to use it to compete for fame in the world."

The sword is popular in the rivers and lakes, and the sword is full of blood on the battlefield.

This may be the true understanding in the heart of General Gu Jiantang.

In the sky, Gu Jiantang waved his sword seemingly lightly, and the foundations of the high-rise building standing under Chen Jun's feet collapsed in all directions.

"Good sword skills." He praised.

"My sword skills are already good, why do you need to elaborate?"

Gu Jiantang's voice was indifferent. The speed of the Nanhua knife in his hand became slower and slower, but the space around the blade became more and more sunken. Chen Jun smiled casually and took two steps forward. He held his back proudly with one hand and faced the Nanhua knife with his right hand.

The palm of his hand directly passed through the blade and held down the Nanhua blade!

Gu Jiantang chuckled, and the Nanhua sword light disappeared, leaving Chen Jun to hold the blade, while his left hand and right hand held the handle together.

In an instant, the clothes around Chen Jun suddenly stirred up, as if being blown up by a strong wind.

The two of them seemed to be at a stalemate.

Feeling an overwhelming force coming from the blade, Gu Jiantang tore his hands apart, frowned slightly, and sneered proudly: "My sword can kill gods!"

As soon as the words fell, Gu Jiantang suddenly opened his eyes and stared, yelled angrily, took a step forward, and pushed the tip of the knife forward three feet. Chen Jun calmly took a small step back, and the tip of the knife was only two feet away from his neck. The knife came out.

The abundant Gangqi ruffled his temples, causing two strands of black hair to fly back, and the cuffs holding the blade of the blade made a hunting sound. Chen Jun, who was not at all panicked, ignored the slight traces on his palms and smiled lightly:

"How can there be so many celestial phenomena to kill gods? Get out!"

Chen Jun closed his right hand, completely covering the blade, and pushed back. Gu Jiantang, who refused to abandon the sword, was hit in the heart by the handle of the sword. Chen Jun was very rude and kicked the old man in rich clothes hard in the chest.

"Click~"

Gu Jiantang's face turned bright red for a brief moment, his eyes bulged, and his body flew out in mid-air. He was about to hit the ground heavily, but a master from the Ministry of War caught Gu Jiantang's body and managed to stabilize himself.

Gu Jiantang's famous Nanhua sword was held in Chen Jun's hand. He stretched out his hand forward, the tip of the sword touching the void.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

There was a crisp sound on the sword, and the Nanhua knife broke inch by inch in Chen Jun's hand, falling to the ground piece by piece.

Gu Jiantang suddenly pushed away the military general who was supporting him with both hands, and looked at the sky with a cold expression.

The emperor had a look of disbelief on his face, while the other officials were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it, or shouted "crazy".

Facts have proved that when others are crazy, Chen Jun is even crazier.

The next thing he said instantly made Gu Jiantang's face turn the color of pig liver, making it difficult for the world's best swordsman to maintain his years of qi-nurturing skills.

"I'll teach you how to use a knife!"

Chen Jun swung his right hand and suddenly grasped it with one hand, as if he was holding a tornado. The wind roared and hissed, and it took shape instantly, taking the shape of a knife.

The handle, blade, and tip are all there.

One wave!

The long knife tore.

I saw an unparalleled brilliance flowing between heaven and earth.

Spreading across the sky, stretching to the front of Emperor Liyang!

"What?"

Zhao Chun screamed and took a few steps back with fear in his eyes.

At this moment, a figure like a comet and a firefly seemed to fly by from thousands of miles away. Everyone looked for it and immediately opened their mouths.

Because there is a giant dragon with rising purple energy at the feet of the figure.

Someone is coming on a dragon.

His name is Zhao Huangchao.

"Go ahead."

The Taoist wearing the broken Longhushan Taoist robe looked at the sword light, and when he said it calmly, the sky seemed to be filled with thunder and lightning.

Thunder rolls from the sky.

The giant dragon under his feet flew to block the emperor Zhao Chun.

A shocking roar tore through the sky.

A trace of paleness appeared on Zhao Chun's face.

In front of him, the giant dragon slowly dissipated like dust.

Dragon Meteor!