Sword Dao Alchemy

"Li Mubai!"

Li Jingyuan snorted coldly.

"You don't even want your last name anymore?"

"Seeing you pretend to be down and out and hiding from the world, I thought you would never get involved in the royal family's affairs."

"I didn't expect that you would still be so evil... I saw an opportunity today..."

Li Jingyuan had no good feelings for this man who failed in the royal family struggle that year.

"Protector of the country! Mu Bai came here today only for Senior Brother Lin Yun. As long as he is fine, I will return to Shengyuan Pavilion to practice hard and never ask about worldly affairs." Mu Bai still said respectfully.

"Hehe~~~Lin Yun is fine, but my family has something wrong..." Li Jingyuan sneered and did not agree.

"If you retreat now, considering that you are in charge of Shengyuan Pavilion, maybe you can tell the ancestral temple and let you return."

Li Jingyuan then threw out an olive branch to divide this potential enemy.

"Mu Bai has pledged himself to Shengyuan Pavilion! It is impossible for him to return!"

Mu Bai flatly refused, and said: "Senior Brother Lin Yun is half the master of Shengyuan Pavilion, so I beg the Holy King of Protecting the Country to leave Senior Brother Lin's matter here."

Li Jingyuan was furious when he heard this. The meaning of Mu Bai's words was no longer as polite as before, but a little tough.

"Is it great that you are half the master of Shengyuan Pavilion?"

"Your Shengyuan Pavilion has only one person who has been passed down to this day... The royal family only respects you because you are an ancient existence."

"You...what face do you have!"

Li Jingyuan said angrily, not giving Mu Bai any face at all.

Just as he finished speaking, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

From the distant Shengyuan Pavilion, a lightning burst out, whistled and stopped, and struck Li Jingyuan.

"Boom!"

With Li Jingyuan as the center, a huge fireball exploded, extremely blazing.

The darkness below was torn apart, and the formation that besieged Lin Yun and others began to loosen, and the masters of the Dongling Holy Dynasty retreated one after another.

The dazzling fireball disappeared in a flash.

Li Jingyuan, who was charred black, rushed out and fled far away.

But the aura that burst out of his body was much weaker.

Obviously, that lightning reduced his strength by 30% or 40%.

Taking this opportunity, Jian Er brought Lin Yun, Jin Liuxin and Mu Bai together.

"Old Mu! I thought you were going to be a turtle." Jian Er teased.

"I think you want to be a turtle." Mu Bai scolded unhappily.

At this time, you are still joking.

However, those who can joke at this time don’t take the difficulties in front of them seriously.

"I'm alone... what's the point of being a turtle..."

Jian Er sneered, but pointed at the charred Li Jingyuan in the distance and said: "Isn't that a black turtle..."

Mu Bai shook his head helplessly and said coldly: "Brother Jian, it's better not to joke about this..."

Jian Er looked at him seriously and sighed again.

"You... still can't forget that you are a member of that family..."

"I'm not... but... the same blood still flows in my veins..." Mu Bai sighed again.

Jian Er wanted to say something, but finally stopped.

In the distance, golden light shone.

The dragon-winged tiger flew, and the golden armored guards broke through the air.

The royal guards stood in the back, surrounded by the luxurious sedan chair and came majestically...

The charred Li Jingyuan suddenly became majestic again.

"Jian Er! Li Mubai! You wait... The Holy Emperor will come, and you will die!"

"We are waiting... Is the Holy Emperor so great?"

"If the ancestor of the royal family is no longer here, you can't scare us?"

Jian Er sneered in response, without any fear.

If the royal family did not have the Emperor Realm, he and Mu Bai would join forces, and even if they did not have a chance of winning, the chances of death would be very small.

However, even if the Emperor Realm was there, there was no need to worry too much.

It would be extremely difficult to seal the sealed Emperor Realm back if it was broken, and it would not stay for long before leaving.

Generally, non-holy dynasties would never take action when they were at the critical moment of life and death.

And now... it was not a critical moment of life and death.

It was just to keep the secret and the covenant that sounded important, but in fact, it might not be important.

So, the possibility of the Emperor Realm taking action was very small.

It was precisely because of this that they had the confidence to negotiate terms with the royal family.

Li Jingyuan's heart trembled, the ancestor of the royal family was a secret.

Even in the royal family, no more than three people knew about it.

I didn't expect Jian Er to know.

He also understood what Jian Er meant.

If the old ancestor of the royal family didn't take action, it would be difficult to keep Jian Er here.

However, he also had something to rely on.

Jian Er and Mu Bai were accompanied by two weak people, so their fighting power would naturally be discounted.

"Hmph! Jian Er, don't try my bottom line. With you... the Holy Emperor is coming, you can only wait for death."

Li Jingyuan sneered, ignored Jian Er, and turned around to wait for the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

The Holy Emperor walked out of the imperial carriage and stood on the back of a blue bird.

His face was majestic, and his sharp eyes stared at Lin Yun and others who were surrounded below.

He seemed to be calm around him, which was completely different from the momentum of the general pseudo-emperor.

But this was also his terrifying point, he could better control his own power.

And the pressure in his eyes that touched the soul made people feel like they were facing the god of death.

Obviously, he was a more terrifying pseudo-emperor.

There was only a fine line between him and the emperor.

But even such a terrifying pseudo-emperor, Jian Er was not afraid.

Facing the gaze of the Holy Emperor, he went over without hesitation.

The two looked at each other and were deadlocked for a moment, but they were in sync and blinked their eyes, softening their eyes.

Obviously, the first face-to-face collision between the two ended in a draw.

Neither of them could suppress the other.

The strength of both sides was equal, and neither of them was a little bit different.

This scene shocked many masters of the Holy Dynasty and made them feel fortunate in their hearts.

If Jian Er hadn't wanted to make a big deal just now.

Then, the price they paid would not be just the hand of the quasi-emperor.

But they would have to pay the lives of many people.

In that case... the Holy Dynasty would also be greatly damaged.

Jian Er has shown his restraint.

So... should the Holy Dynasty make a small concession?

After all, if both sides really want to fight to the death.

In the end, both sides will suffer.

That is the result that no one wants to see except their enemies.

The Holy Emperor smiled slightly and did not speak.

Even if he wanted to make some concessions, he could not say it easily.

The face of the Holy Dynasty cannot be lost easily.

Therefore, if anyone wants to speak... it can only be said by Jian Er.

Jian Er naturally understands this truth.

So, he still bowed slightly, as a greeting to the Holy Emperor.

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