Chapter 271: The Emperor is invited

The incarnation of Emperor Zhan has left, and only Feng Yun Wuji and Jun Qianshang are left in the field. For a moment, the world is very quiet, and only the remaining snowflakes are falling in the wind, and the sound of the desolate wind is circling in my ears...

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

"The Emperor Zhan and I have underestimated you," Jun Qianshang said strangely.

"Oh?" Feng Yun Wuji said calmly: "I don't know what the Domain Lord said?"

Shaking his head, Jun Qianshang smiled without saying a word, pondered for a moment, and said, "I have a suggestion, I wonder if the Sword God is interested?"

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

"The two domains alliance!" Jun Qianshang looked solemn and said seriously. After saying that, he stared at Fengyun Wuji.

To Jun Qianshang's surprise, Feng Yun Wuji seemed quite calm, and seemed to have expected Jun Qianshang's proposal.

"As long as you are, this is the only way now!" Feng Yun Wuji said calmly, almost without frowning, on the battlefield on the Emperor Peak...

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

"Emperor!" Zhan Demon knelt down and said respectfully, "I am guilty!"

"I'm sorry for your guilt," Emperor Zhan glanced at him calmly and said coldly: "Let's go!"

"Yes, Emperor!" Zhan Demon stood up and walked to the left of Emperor Zhan. This time, he walked to the left of Emperor Zhan for more than 230 steps before stopping and sat cross-legged into the column.

In the War Palace, a strong cold fog surged, and in the cold fog, people appeared and disappeared.

A stream of cold air crossed the gate of the Ice Palace and flew past the hairline of Emperor Zhan. A few silver-white hairs were lifted up, and the look of thinking appeared on the majestic face of Emperor Zhan. After a moment, his expression darkened and he said coldly: "Zhan Feng is out of the line?"

A sound of vibrating armor came from the right side of the War Emperor. A warrior wearing a thick silver-white chain armor came out from the right side of the War Emperor. Whether it was his outfit or his invisible temperament, he looked like a handsome white-robed warrior. Even better than a peerless master.

The slightly thin lips and a jade-like face are different from other warriors who are full of fighting spirit and mighty appearance in the War Emperor Palace. The battle wind is very similar to ordinary planes, those wise generals who are planning and fighting for thousands of miles.

"Emperor!" Zhan Feng knelt down on one knee calmly and made a listening gesture.

"The Lord of the Sword Domain, Feng Yun Wuji, suddenly appeared on the edge of the snowy domain and met Jun Qianshang. The two of them must have joined forces. You will take advantage of this time to quickly take the four thousand clan members. Qian goes to the Sword Domain and attack the Jiange at the maximum speed. You will return within two days. Do you understand?" The Emperor of War looked slightly serious.

On the opposite side, Zhan Feng said calmly: "Yes. Emperor!" Then he stood up, turned sideways, and said to the left of Emperor Zhan: "Seven Generals, follow me!"

In the ethereal cold fog, two appeared from seven places almost at the same time. A total of fourteen splendors appeared! Seven pairs of eyes opened from the cold fog, and the splendor that burst out from the eyelids dispelled the cold fog in front of them.

"Yes, sir!"

The sound of collision of armor pieces came from the cold fog, and then seven thick-browed men stood up with their knees, followed the battle wind and walked outwards with great strides.

"Zhan Luo, you go too, this trip. Everything is listened to Zhan Feng!" Zhan Emperor spoke and said to Zhan Luo, who was sitting cross-legged outside the gate of Zhan Emperor Palace.

"Yes, Emperor!" Zhan Luo bowed respectfully into the Bing Palace. Then he turned around and walked towards Zhan Feng with great strides.

Zhan Feng quickly counted out the four thousand tribe members, and then rushed towards the sword domain and flew into the air...

Seven thousand miles away from the Imperial Palace, on the edge of the snowy land, Fengyun Wuji stood alone between heaven and earth, Jun Qianshang had already left...

clatter!

clatter!

A gentle sound of footsteps came from behind, and Fengyun Wuji did not look back, knowing that Ximen Yibei was coming.

"You will be with the Sword Domain Alliance, which surprised me!" Ximen Yibei said slowly as he walked slowly.

"No matter whether it is the sword domain or the sword domain, it is impossible to compete with the war clan. The final method is to form an alliance between the two!" Feng Yun Wuji's long hair fluttered in the wind, but his eyes were looking into the distance, the depths of the white area:

"The Knife Emperor cannot represent the Knife Realm!" After a brief silence, Feng Yun Wuji said something.

Ximen Yibei's body shook slightly, and in just one sentence, he already understood the meaning of Fengyun Wuji.

It is true that the Sword Emperor was added to the Sword Domain, but that was only superficial. Judging from the current situation, the Sword Emperor has never been the Sword Domain master since beginning and end!

There are too many secrets in the sword domain. A sword emperor can’t represent the sword domain!

Behind him, Ximen Yibei shook his head, and a strand of snow-like hair hanging down on his forehead, covering his right eye: "Oh, this ancient time has changed!"

Feng Yun Wuji sighed with a sigh when he looked up. Ximen Yibei's feeling was like him. When he lived alone in a place for a long time, in just a blink of an eye, he suddenly realized that everything had changed and everything was so strange. How would it feel?

Feng Yun Wuji pondered for a moment and said, "Ximen, please go back for now. I need to stay here for a while."

"But worry about the sword domain?"

Feng Yun Wuji nodded: "Somehow, the appearance of the war clan has led to a series of changes in the ancient times. The sword domain has also revealed its true face. So what about the demon domain? From beginning to end, the demon domain has never moved. This is really inconsistent with the status of the demon domain! It is reported that the demon king of the dark domain was taken away by a young generation disciple of the war clan, but the demon domain did not fight back. I wonder what mysterious thing it was? The demon domain was established at the time of its establishment, and even the potential power of the sword domain is so strong. The demon domain should not be the only one. Not to mention the demon domain, even the demon domain can have a god-level Jun Qianshang, what about the free faction?"

"There are the most people in the liberal faction. No matter which domain, there are not as many people in the liberal faction. However, from the beginning to the end, there are only a handful of god-level masters we have seen! The war clan has appeared. Will the real masters in the liberal faction appear? Everything is an unknown number. The sword domain is still too weak!" Feng Yun Wuji sighed.

"I understand," Ximen Yibei stood there for a moment, finally turned around, flew towards the sword domain...

After Ximen Yibei left, Feng Yun Wuji was still standing quietly in the same place, with mixed thoughts in his mind, and problems were waiting for him to solve, but the problem that really confused him the most was the Demon Realm, strength and attitude...

"I apologize very much, disturbing your thoughts." A voice suddenly came, "But I still want to introduce it. I am a general of the War Clan, and I am a warlord!"

Feng Yun Wuji raised his head when he heard this. At some point, a circle of powerful war tribes surrounded him in the distance, and separated him for a distance. Just in his trance, he was in the trance of his own, and at the very edge of his detection range, a long-haired man stood proudly in front of the white-clothed war tribe's children. When Feng Yun Wuji raised his head, the man named Zhan Yuan had reached a distance of less than a hundred feet from Feng Yun Wuji!

His eyes glanced over Zhan Yuan's slightly raised left hand and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he had some instruction, and the children of the Zhan tribe who surrounded Feng Yun Wuji slowly contracted the encirclement.

"Why, do you want to meet me alone while I'm alone?" Feng Yun Wuji said coldly.

"No," the man named Zhanyuan waved his hand and smiled: "But, our Emperor feels very close to the Domain Lord, and I want to ask you to go to Zhanhuang Palace for a while!"

After saying that, Zhan Yuan had already supported the white snow knife on his left waist with his right hand.

"It's the Emperor of War that has an order. Wuji dares not to follow you, please lead the way!" Feng Yun Wuji suddenly smiled, his face full of spring breeze, and he stretched out his hand to signal the battle.

Zhan Yuan finally looked stunned, and Feng Yun Wuji's move was a surprise. However, from beginning to end, under a nearly instinctive Xi Guan, Zhan Yuan still maintained a nearly unstoppable defensive posture, which made Feng Yun Wuji unable to take action at all.

"In this way, we are naturally more welcome," Zhan Yuan reacted and said calmly, and his voice suddenly changed: "But I heard that the master of the Sword Domain has mastered merits and achieved the ultimate state of creation. For the sake of convenience, I would like to ask the master of the domain to be bound by himself. This will also make it convenient for us to bring the master to the War Emperor Palace so that the emperor would not be angry if the emperor was furious!"

Surrounding is narrower one step closer!

Feng Yun Wuji shook his head: "It's really a bit disappointing. Do you still have to fight?"

"Please see Liang," Zhan Yuan said without changing his expression: "After all, the Emperor said that the Sword God has great martial arts. I have to be careful not to hurt the Sword God's noble body!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yun Wuji's face suddenly darkened: "That's the case, let's do it, but just for you, I want to keep me!"

Fengyun Wuji finally stopped calling me, but I no longer want to get verbally entangled with Zhan Yuan!

After scanning the spiritual consciousness, Fengyun Wuji had already discovered it. He was hidden in the crowd around him, and he had no less than a hundred years of earth god-level masters!

"Haha, we knew that the Sword God's light skills were the best in the world, so before the Emperor's trip, he had already sent four guardians to join forces to restrict the space. If he wanted to escape from now on, it would be not that easy!" Zhan Yuan smiled and looked at the phantom that suddenly scattered in front of him, and said calmly.

Almost before Feng Yun Wuji's body was about to dissipate, nearly a hundred feet away, a vague figure appeared out of thin air and gradually condensed. It was Feng Yun Wuji!!

Looking down from Fengyun Wuji's position, in all directions, an old war clan with white hair and frosted beards held over with one hand, looking like a god, with four hands like four giant pillars, fixing the entire space. The frequency of the entire space is constantly changing. Even the ability of the incarnation of the demon will be difficult to break through for a while.

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...
Chapter completed!