Forbidden City, meeting hall.
Lin Tianyuan came back, relaxed and with a smile on his face.
The uncle took action, and his pressure was suddenly gone.
Having lived with Lin Jiufeng for ten years, he knows better than anyone how terrifying Lin Jiufeng is.
In the meeting hall, the cabinet ministers were quarreling.
They were discussing how to deal with the Xianbei raids.
Some people advocate war and others advocate peace. They have different opinions and cannot convince each other.
A group of old people, including scribes, were so noisy that it took Lao Quan to greet them.
The point is, they all have their own reasons.
Because it is winter, it is even more horribly cold over the border.
If they really fight, the losses can set back the Yuhuashen Dynasty's reform by ten years.
So Lin Tianyuan was very upset before, and even wanted to gain strength by practicing magic.
What if he succeeded in practicing magic
But now, he walked into the meeting hall easily.
The cabinet ministers all looked at Lin Tianyuan.
"Your Majesty, please make up your mind on how to deal with the Xianbei army." The chief minister of the cabinet asked in a deep voice.
No matter whether it is a fight or a peace, no result can be achieved by arguing.
It must be decided as early as possible.
"No need to worry, gentlemen. Xianbei is nothing to worry about. I have already hired a master to kill the Tumen Martial Saint. Xianbei will fall apart immediately and will not be able to come and plunder." Lin Tianyuan announced in a good mood.
The cabinet ministers looked at Lin Tianyuan in surprise.
"Your Majesty, are you the mysterious master who has been living in seclusion in the imperial capital?" the chief assistant asked excitedly.
Everyone else looked at Lin Tianyuan expectantly.
"Yes!" Lin Tianyuan nodded sharply.
"My dear friends, please wait patiently for the news of Tumen Martial Saint's death!" Lin Tianyuan said confidently.
This time, the cabinet ministers stopped arguing. They all laughed like brothers.
Without Tumen Martial Saint, Xianbei has nothing to worry about.
In front of the Leng Palace gate, Lin Jiufeng walked out and closed the gate.
In front of the cold palace, dead leaves fell to the ground, and when the cold wind blew, the leaves fluttered in the wind.
Lin Jiufeng is rushing to the northwest grassland.
He didn't bring anything.
One person, one sword!
The sword is still the Demon-Slaying Sword, and the White Bone Long Sword is a set. You can use it when there are many enemies, but when fighting alone, the Demon-Slaying Sword is better to use.
Meow!
The white cat meows on the wall.
It really didn’t want Lin Jiufeng to leave.
It's not because he wants Lin Jiufeng, but because he wants Lin Jiufeng to help him look up information.
It has stayed in the underground palace for many years and is extremely unfamiliar with the outside world.
Lin Jiufeng glanced at it, waved her hand, and then flew into the sky.
Meow!
The white cat made a helpless cry.
It used its claws to write the words Wai Wai Nai Nai.
"The second day of hating him!"
The northwest grassland is far away from the imperial capital of the Yuhua Dynasty.
Now is the twelfth lunar month of winter again.
The cold wind howled, as if the cold was blowing into my bones.
Looking up, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are so white that one cannot bear to destroy them.
The true energy enveloped his whole body, and Lin Jiufeng shot into the northwest grassland like an arrow from a string.
The strong wind roared, and his true energy swept through his body, really fast.
In the past five years, although he has not broken through to the second realm of Martial Saint, the accumulation of true energy liquid is extremely terrifying.
Lin Jiufeng didn't feel bad at all for the wear and tear caused by traveling in such a hurry.
one day!
A full day!
Lin Jiufeng just arrived at the northwest boundary.
It can be seen that the Yuhuashen Dynasty covers a vast territory, and we also understand why the government and the public are quarreling over war and peace.
It's really too far.
Moreover, the temperature here is much lower than other places in Yuhuashen Dynasty, and the soldiers will not be used to it.
Xianbei people are used to it, and war is terrible.
So the best way is to behead him.
When Lin Jiufeng came here, he directly found a few Xianbei people and asked where the Tumen Martial Saint, who was famous throughout the grassland, was
"Martial Saint Tumen is currently offering sacrifices to the spirits on Tianshan Mountain, and the army is gathering at the foot of Tianshan Mountain." said the Xianbei man.
This is something everyone knows on the grassland.
"Where is Tianshan?" Lin Jiufeng asked.
The Xianbei people point out the direction and dare not hide it.
Lin Jiufeng let them go and rushed to Tianshan.
Tianshan Mountain is not far away and very conspicuous.
A mountain peak thrust into the sky, surrounded by dozens of majestic mountains guarding it, like a dozen real dragons, guarding an extremely terrifying god.
At the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, a large army gathered, and various tents stretched for hundreds of miles, and the number continued to increase.
Lin Jiufeng's eyes turned cold when he saw this scene.
This Tumen Martial Saint really planned to sweep across the borders of the Yuhua Shen Dynasty, plunder millions of miles, and make the world angry and angry.
"With such a powerful force, wouldn't it be good to pursue the peak of martial arts? Why bully the weak?" Lin Jiufeng's heart was filled with murderous intent.
He flew into the sky and broke in from the other side without being noticed.
He landed on Tianshan Mountain.
In the center is a milky white Tianchi.
Tianchi is constantly changing.
For a moment, the water splashes burst into waves, rolling and superimposing, and for a moment it becomes quiet again, like a sky.
A big man was kneeling on the edge of Tianchi.
Covered in animal skins and with thick hair, he looked like a lion with a fierce aura.
He is Tumen Wusheng.
At this moment, he was offering sacrifices to the spirits. The ground was covered with various patterns and he was mumbling words.
Lin Jiufeng stood ten miles away and pulled out the demon-slaying sword.
The sword-slaying technique!
There is no nonsense at all. Lin Jiufeng is here to kill people. Once he identifies this person, he can just kill him.
His gaze was like a torch, his true energy was boiling, and his martial arts will emerged behind Lin Jiufeng's back.
An extremely terrifying long sword, hundreds of feet long, standing in the sky.
Then, accompanied by Lin Jiufeng's demon-slaying sword, he slashed out together.
Clang!
A sword energy broke through the wind and snow, swept through Tianchi, and caused a tornado.
This sword is extremely powerful.
The ten-mile boundary passed by in an instant and was beheaded.
But at this time, the warrior saint Tumen opened his eyes, wildness broke out inside, and he opened his mouth and roared.
Roar!
It was entirely the sound of a beast, not even a beast's sound.
are the sounds of hundreds of beasts.
After this deafening sound sounded, hundreds of phantoms of violent beasts appeared behind Tumen Martial Saint.
Savage bear, white tiger, lion, silver giant wolf, giant spider, bull, giant python
These are the sacrificial spirits of Tumen Martial Saint.
He sacrifices to the spirit and then gains the power of the spirit.
Relying on this method, they rose rapidly and unified Xianbei.
Lin Jiufeng's sword energy was shaken by the roar, but it was not broken.
The sword energy moved forward unswervingly.
"What a powerful swordsman, but you would have made the biggest mistake by assassinating me. I am the king of beasts on the grassland!" Martial Saint Tumen was as dexterous as an ape, leaping up and reaching out to strike in the air.
boom!
He shattered Lin Jiufeng's sword energy, and a violent storm swept over the entire Tianshan Mountains, forming a terrible storm.
The wind roared shrilly.
The ice and snow hit my face sharply.
The snow-capped mountains exerted their power at this moment.
This is the power of nature.
Extremely terrible.
And in this terrible situation, Tumen Martial Saint roared angrily, got down on all fours like a lion, ran quickly, pounced on Lin Jiufeng, and wanted to bite Lin Jiufeng to death.
boom! boom! boom!
His true energy was boiling, and at this moment he surpassed the first realm of the Martial Saint, Dongxuan.
Achieved knowledge of fate.
A strange light flashed in Lin Jiufeng's eyes, but he was not anxious at all.
"The strength of your true energy has reached Zhiming, but your martial arts will is weak and pitiful," he said calmly, holding the demon-slaying sword.
"Absorbing the energy of so many beasts, I have become like an animal. I don't know how to control the will of martial arts and cultivate the general trend of heaven and earth. After all, I am just a passer-by between heaven and earth." With that, Lin Jiufeng struck out with a shocking sword.
The last move of Sword Twenty-two.
The twenty-second sword that is like a god and a devil!
This move is also called Holy Spirit Sword Technique!