Chapter 271 The emperor, please

The incarnation of the War Emperor has left, and there are only Fengyun Wuji and Jun Qianshang in the field. For a moment, the world is very quiet, and only the residual snowflakes are scattered in the wind, and the sound of the desolate wind is swirling in the ears...

Jun Qianshang looked at Feng Yun Wuji with a strange look, but his face showed a look of thinking.

"The War Emperor and I both underestimate you," Jun Qianshang said strangely.

"Oh?" Feng Yun Wuji said calmly, "I don't know what the domain owner means?"

Shaking his head, Jun Qianshang smiled and said nothing. He pondered for a moment and said, "I have a proposal. I don't know if the sword god has anything to do?"

Feng Yun Wuji was slightly surprised. He showed his right hand and said, "It's okay to say it all!"

"Two-domain alliance!" Jun Qianshang looked solemn and said seriously. After saying that, he stared at Fengyun Wuji.

To Jun Qianshang's expectation, Fengyun Wuji seemed to be quite calm, as if he had expected Jun Qianshang's proposal.

"Like you, this is the only way at present!" Fengyun Wuji calmly said, almost at the same time as Fengyun Wuji did not frown, on the peak of the War Emperor...

The War Emperor opened his eyes and knelt in front of him with a slightly embarrassed war demon.

"Emperor!" The war demon knelt down and said respectfully, "I'm guilty!"

"Forgive me for your innocence," the Emperor of War glanced at him indifferently and said coldly, "Go back to the list!"

"Yes, emperor!" The war demon stood up and walked to the left side of the War Emperor. This time, he walked to the left side of the War Emperor before stopping and sitting in the row.

In the War Emperor's Palace, a strong cold fog surged up. In the cold fog, figures loomed.

A stream of cold air crossed the gate of the ice palace, skimmed through the emperor's hair, and a few silver-white hairs were raised. The emperor's majestic face of the war showed a look of thinking. After a moment, his expression sank and he said coldly, "Is the war wind out of the line?"

A burst of vibrating armor came from the right side of the War Emperor. A warman in silver-white heavy lock armor came out of the right side of the War Emperor. Whether it was from his dress or his invisible temperament, he was like a handsome white-robed army, better than a peerless master.

Slightly thin lips, white as jade-like face, in the War Emperor's Palace, different from other warlike and powerful generals, the style of war and ordinary planes, those wise generals who plan strategies and fight thousands of miles are very similar.

"Emperor!" Zhan Feng knelt down on one knee and listened calmly.

"Fengyun Wuji, the master of the sword domain, suddenly appeared on the edge of the snow field. When he met with Jun Qianshang, the two must be in an alliance. You took advantage of this time to quickly bring 4,000 people to the sword field and attack the sword pavilion at the maximum speed. Within two days, you will return, understand?" The Emperor of War looked slightly serious.

Opposite, Zhan Feng said calmly, "Yes. The emperor!" Then he stood up, turned sideways, and said to the left of the War Emperor, "Seven Generals, come with me!"

In the ethereal cold fog, from seven places, almost at the same time, two of them appeared, a total of 14 essences! Seven pairs of eyes opened from the cold fog, and the light from the eyelids dispelled the cold fog in front of them.

"Yes, my lord!"

The sound of collisions of armor came from the cold fog, and then seven thick-browed men stood on their knees, following the wind and striding out.

"Zhan Luo, you also go, this trip, everything according to the style of war!" The War Emperor opened his mouth and sat in front of the war road outside the door of the War Emperor's Palace.

"Yes, emperor!" Zhanluo bowed respectfully to the ice palace, then turned around and strode towards the wind.

The wind of war quickly countd out 4,000 people, and then swept away in the direction of the sword field...

Seven thousand miles away from the War Emperor's Palace, on the edge of the snow, Fengyun Wuji stood alone between heaven and earth, and Jun Qianshang had already left...

Da!

Da!

A gentle sound of footsteps came from behind. Feng Yun Wuji did not look back, knowing that the west gate was coming north.

"I'm surprised that you will be in the same knife domain alliance!" Ximen walked slowly to the north and said slowly.

"Whether it is a sword domain or a sword domain, it is impossible to compete with the war clan. The alliance between the two is the ultimate way!" Fengyun Wuji's long hair fluttered in the wind, but his eyes looked at the distance, the depths of the vast white area:

"The knife emperor can't represent the knife domain!" After a short silence, Feng Yun Wuji said a word.

Ximen Yibei's body shook slightly. With only one sentence, he already understood the meaning of Fengyun Wuji.

It is true that the knife emperor is the owner of the knife domain, but that is only superficial. Judging from the current situation, the knife emperor has never been the master of the knife domain!

There are too many secrets in the knife field. A knife emperor can't represent the knife field!

Being behind him, Ximen shook his head in the north, and a wisp of snow-like hair hung down in front of his forehead, covering his right eye: "Oh, this is too ancient, it has changed!"

Fengyun Wuji looked up and sighed. Ximen Yibei felt, just like him. When a person lived in a place for a long time, it was just a blink of an eye, and suddenly found that everything had changed. Everything was so strange. How would it feel like?

The wind and clouds are sinking

, he said, "Simmon, you go back for the time being. I still need to stay here."

"But are you worried about the sword field?"

Fengyun Wuji nodded: "A little, the emergence of the war clan has driven a series of changes in ancient times, and the past knife field has also revealed its real face. What about the magic domain? From beginning to end, there has been no movement in the Demon Realm, which is really inconsistent with the status of the Demon Realm! It is reported that the dark realm demon king was plundered by a young disciple of the war clan, but there was no counterattack in the demon realm. I don't know what the mystery is? The time when the Demon Realm was established seems to be earlier than that of the Demon Realm. Even the potential forces of the Demon Realm are so strong that the Demon Realm should not be the only one. Let's not talk about the demon realm, that is, the god-level Jun Qianshang can appear in the knife realm, what about the liberal faction?

"At present, the largest number of people is the largest number of people in the liberal faction. No matter which field, there are not as many people in the liberal faction, but from beginning to end, the liberal factions we have seen are among the few god-level masters! The war clan has appeared. Will the real master of the liberal faction appear? Everything is unknown. The sword domain is still too weak!" Feng Yun Wuji sighed.

"I see," Ximen stood in place for a moment, and finally turned around, swept his body, and flew to the sword field...

After Ximen left Yibei, Fengyun Wuji still stood quietly in place, with mixed thoughts in his mind, and problems were waiting for him to solve one by one, but the most confusing problem for him was the magic realm, strength and attitude...

"I'm very sorry to disturb your thoughts," a voice suddenly came, "However, I still want to introduce that I am a general of the war clan, the fate of war!"

Fengyun Wuji raised his head when he heard the words. I don't know when, far away, a circle of powerful warriors around him surrounded himself. After a distance, he happened to be in a trance and the edge of the detection range. In front of the children of the surrounded by the white warriors, a long-haired man stood proudly When he raised his head, this man named Zhanyuan was less than a hundred feet away from Fengyun Wuji!

His left hand, which was slightly raised by the battlefield, did not point, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if he had received some kind of instruction. The children of the war who surrounded Fengyun Wuji slowly contracted the encirclement.

"What, do you want to meet me alone when I'm alone?" Feng Yun Wu Ji said coldly.

"No," the man named Zhanyuan waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's just that our emperor feels very close to the domain owner, and I want to invite you to the War Emperor's Palace for a while!"

After saying that, Zhanyuan's right hand had already held the white snow knife on his left waist.

"that is, the War Emperor has an order, and Wuji dares not to follow, please lead the way!" Feng Yun Wuji suddenly smiled, and his face was full of spring breeze. He stretched out his hand and signaled to the fate of the battle.

Zhanyuan was finally stunned, but Fengyun Wuji's move was out of his expectation. However, from beginning to end, under an almost instinctive practice, Zhanyuan still maintained an almost unscrupulous defensive posture, so that Fengyun Wuji could not take action at all.

"In this case, we are naturally more welcome," Zhan Yuan reacted, calmly, and his voice suddenly turned: "However, I heard that the main skill of the sword domain is involved in the creation, and it has reached the peak of the extreme. For the sake of convenience, it is better to ask the domain owner to be bound by himself. In this way The emperor was furious!"

The encirclement is narrowed one step closer!

Fengyun Wuji shook his head: "It's really disappointing. Do you still have to fight?"

"Please see the cool," Zhan Yuan said with an unchanged expression, "After all, the emperor said that the sword god's martial arts skills are excellent. I have to be careful not to hurt the noble body of the sword god!"

Hearing this, Fengyun Wuji's face suddenly darkened: "That's it. Let's do it. It's just that I want to stay with you!"

Fengyun Wuji finally no longer calls me, but me, and I don't want to be entangled with Zhanyuan anymore!

The divine consciousness has been swept away, and Fengyun Wuji has already found that there are no more than a hundred years of divine masters hidden in the crowd!

"Ha ha, we knew that the sword god's light kung fu was the best in the world, so before the emperor's trip, he had sent four guardians to join hands to ban the space. If you want to get out from this, I'm afraid it's not so easy!" Zhan Yuan looked at the shadow that suddenly dispersed in front of him with a smile and said indifferently.

Almost at this time, the figure of Fengyun Wuji standing in place was about to disperse. At nearly a hundred feet, a vague figure appeared out of thin air and gradually condensed. It was Fengyun Wuji!!

Looking down from the position of Fengyun Wuji, in all directions, there is a white-haired and frost-bearded war old man with one hand, like a god. The four hands are like four giant pillars, fixing the whole space. The frequency of the whole space is constantly changing. Even the ability of the incarnation of the heavenly demon is difficult to break

In front of me, in the blink of an eye, Feng Yun Wuji appeared in place again! ......

"Sword God, please come back!"

Four old voices came from all sides, almost at the same time...