So what? Yes, so what - Net,——His woman, Xuan Tianming, he would spoil her to the point of destroying the heaven and earth. Little Qian Zhou, if she attacked, so what? Xuan Tianming's arrival made Ban Zou and King Lian feel relieved. King Qian Zhou finally understood why Feng Yuheng, who had been beaten to a point where he had no way to retreat, suddenly smiled. Feng Zhaoyu felt cold in his heart that he could enter the Phoenix Palace under his nose and sweep away his opponent with another whip. How good was the martial arts of the ninth prince of the Dashun Dynasty? At this time, Xuan Tianming was pulling Feng Yuheng to check her from front to back. After making sure that she was not injured, he taught her a lesson: "You really can't keep an eye on her and go out to cause trouble for me. If you want to kill someone, just tell me. Why do you do it yourself? You are only fourteen years old, and you are still a little girl with small arms and legs. Are you ashamed to fight with a grown man?" King Lian rolled his eyes and thought that the couple were really good at talking nonsense. Ban Zou was used to it and nodded in agreement. Feng Yuheng took the initiative to admit her mistake: "I won't dare to do it next time." "Yes. Recommend horror/folk stories." Xuan Tianming rubbed her head, "Be good." Then he asked seriously: "How many times did he hit you just now?" Feng Yuheng thought for a while, "At the beginning, it was evenly matched, and I didn't suffer much. Later, I was tired, so I got three hits on the arm, two hits on the shoulder, one hit on the left calf, two hits on the right thigh, and the left wrist is the focus, eleven hits." "Okay." Xuan Tianming nodded. Nodding, he pushed the man towards Ban Zou, "Give your master a shoulder massage." Then the long whip suddenly straightened under the internal force, and the tip of the whip pointed directly at the king of Qianzhou, "Nineteen times in total, Feng Zhaoyu, how do you want to die?" Feng Zhaoyu was still upset about Xuan Tianming taking Feng Yuheng back from him so easily. He was always conceited and never thought that anyone could beat him in this situation. Even the master who taught him kung fu was killed by him after he learned it. He had inquired about the ninth prince of Dashun. He had kung fu, and it was not bad, but he still could not reach his level. Xuan Tianming was best at leading troops to fight, using large-scale formations, not fighting alone. Thinking of this, he felt that it was just a coincidence just now, and it was due to his carelessness. Facing Xuan Tianming's question, he laughed out loud and wanted to say "arrogant". Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, he heard Xuan Tianming on the other side suddenly say a line he had said before: "Noisy!" Then he turned his long whip and swung it fiercely at his left and right arms, whipping Feng Zhaoyu twice each, whipping Feng Zhaoyu so hard that he kept spinning around. "You should have been hit three times on the arm, and the extra one is the interest I collect." He said it lightly, as if dealing with Feng Zhaoyu was the same as beating a drowned dog, and it was not difficult at all. Feng Zhaoyu was filled with a cold and gloomy aura. He had lost all his scholarly air. At this moment, he was like a demon from hell. Even if he had to go back, he would drag someone else with him. He rushed towards Xuan Tianming, with his five fingers on his left hand forming claws, and a precious sword in his right hand was drawn from his waist. The precious sword was shining with frost, and it actually made people feel that a thin layer of ice was covering the sword. The Lotus King took a breath and murmured, "It was made of ten thousand year old ice from the extremely cold land in the northernmost part of Qianzhou. There is only one sword in the world. It is the sword inherited by his master's family. I didn't expect that he would kill his master and even get this sword." Feng Yuheng frowned, "Can the thousand year old ice be so flexible? Can he wrap it around his waist?" She couldn't understand it anyway, but she also knew that there were too many strange things that could not be said or explained in the five thousand years of civilization to the future. It was not surprising that the thousand year old ice was not surprising. Feng Zhaoyu's counterattack was full of determination to die together. Xuan Tianming could also feel the destructive aura. Unfortunately, this degree of shock was not enough for Xuan Tianming. He said, "Lord of the fallen country, is your anger only this little bit?" Feng Zhaoyu's face was blue. Xuan Tianming's words made his moves more fierce. He had never used all his life's learning like today, and he had never vented his internal strength like today without reservation. Each sword was filled with cold air. When the cold air swept across the ground, a layer of frost appeared on the ground. When it swept across the tables and chairs, the tables and chairs broke into eight pieces. Ban Zou protected Feng Yuheng in front of him, and King Lian followed him to hide behind him, but he could still feel the whistling cold wind. That feeling made people suspect that the Phoenix Pavilion would collapse under the ice sword. Xuan Tianming shook his head while hitting, "King Qianzhou, it's not enough. Your resentment is not enough. For those who specialize in Yin and cold moves, the resentment in their hearts is the guarantee for the moves to be used to the extreme. Your resentment is not enough. These 360 moves of ice cold swordsmanship have not even exerted 60% of their power." Feng Zhaoyu's heart "clicked", Xuan Tianming's words hit his heart and lungs, and he said the root cause of his weakness in swordsmanship. It felt like the secret he had tried hard to hide was exposed in public, which touched his reverse scale. But Xuan Tianming continued to talk, and the whip was lashed at him, forcing him to listen. "You have been pursuing the throne all your life, and you succeeded step by step by step by step on the blood of your relatives. All you have in your heart is not resentment, but cruelty. What exists in you is not resentment, but violence. Even if you are a martial arts genius, it is not easy to use your moves to this extent with violence. But if you want to go further, it will be too difficult." He attacked Feng Zhaoyu one sentence after another, leaving him with no way to avoid or hide. All his weaknesses were exposed to the enemy, but in return, he got a new round of more fierce attacks from the enemy. Xuan Tianming said, "I have seldom used this kind of action in recent years, so many people only remember that I am good at using formations, but forget that I was also taught by a master. King Qian Zhou, you touched my wife nineteen times, and I will take thirty-six whips with interest. Now, it's time to send you to be buried with this land under the collapse of the sky." After saying this, the long whip swung faster and more strangely. In a few movements, Feng Zhaoyu's long sword was thrown up and fell in front of Feng Yuheng and the other two. The next moment, the tip of the whip went straight to his neck, and with just one rotation, Feng Zhaoyu's neck was tightly entangled. Xuan Tianming changed his strength and concentrated all his internal strength on the long whip. Feng Zhaoyu only felt that the long whip wrapped around his neck was getting tighter and tighter. The blood in his body rushed upwards, and his eyes were wide open and almost popped out of their sockets. He opened his mouth and tried his best to breathe, but he was breathing out more than in. The dynasty collapsed, and the bloody battle for the throne over the past decade replayed in his mind. The relatives and brothers he had killed stood in front of him one by one. Some were crying, some were laughing, some were angry, and some wanted to strangle him. And King Lian, he always remembered a night many years ago when his father had a long talk with Duanmu Anguo. His father said that the grandson of the emperor could not be killed, so Duanmu Anguo told his father that he should be made into a granddaughter of the emperor who had no right to compete for the throne. So, his cousin Feng Zhaolian was sent to a sorcerer, who took medicine all day long and turned him into a drug man who was neither male nor female. The road to the throne was made with blood, but he had not sat on it for many years before a collapse of the sky destroyed everything. Feng Zhaoyu laughed loudly, looked at Xuan Tianming, and said to him with his last strength: "If I die, you will be buried with me." After he finished speaking, he died, but at the same time as he said the last word, the entire Phoenix Pavilion suddenly sank down, so fast that before everyone could react, the lower three floors had already sunk to the ground. Seeing that snow was pouring in from the wide-open window, Xuan Tianming quickly let go of the whip that was wrapped around King Qian Zhou, and rushed to Feng Yuheng, grabbed him up, and rushed straight up. At the same time, the long whip was erected, and a hole was opened on the roof of the Phoenix Pavilion, and then he flew straight into the sky with him. Ban Zouyi followed behind him and also used Qinggong. He didn't jump very high, but suddenly his ankle tightened, and the whole person was pulled back, and fell to the ground with a plop. He looked down and saw that it was King Lian who was holding his ankle tightly, shouting: "You can't leave me!" He was so angry that his nose was crooked, but he still stepped forward to grab King Lian, and flew straight out towards the gap with him. As the sky collapsed, the last intact building in the palace also sank into the ground with a "boom". When King Lian looked back, he told them: "This is Feng Zhaoyu who activated the self-sinking mechanism in advance. He wanted to drag someone down with him." As he spoke, he patted his chest and said to Xuan Tianming: "It's a good thing you came. If you didn't come, with Yaya's mediocre skills, we would have become Feng Zhaoyu's dumpling stuffing by now." Feng Yuheng didn't show off this time and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "It's me I was careless." Then he looked at Xuan Tianming with lingering fear and said, "He attacked my left wrist directly." Xuan Tianming gently embraced her in his arms, stroked her hair, and said over and over again, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here." The Lotus King turned his head away, "It's too sour." He looked up at the ruined imperial family again, and a cold look appeared on the corners of his lips, "Feng Family, Qianzhou, you owe me, you have paid it back, goodbye." Xuan Tianming's army stayed in Qianzhou Kyoto for half a month, dug up all the bodies that could be dug, and buried them in the old site of the imperial palace. The people of Kyoto voluntarily gave up their Qianzhou household registration and turned to Dashun. Half a month later, tens of thousands of troops led all the people of Kyoto all the way south, preparing to return to Dashun. Before leaving, Xuan Tianming divided 10,000 soldiers, led by Qianli, to continue to go north to rescue the surviving people in the few remaining cities in the north. On the way back, he asked Feng Yuheng: "Father promised to give you a dowry after conquering Qianzhou, but now Qianzhou is like this, what do you plan to do?" Feng Yuheng said: "Qianzhou is a vassal state, no civilians are left, but soldiers are stationed. I want to turn this place into a storage depot for Dashun, a breeding garden, Tianshan becomes a pharmaceutical factory, and one day, it will be prosperous again. "The originally civilized Qianzhou returned to the cold after a month, as if the collapse of the sky had never happened, and the land returned to peace again. But the people had already lost the confidence to live there anymore. They followed the army all the way south, passing Luocheng, Bincheng, and out of the North Gate Pass, and finally stood on the land of Jiangzhou Dashun. As soon as the army entered Jiangzhou, an official came on a fast horse, greeted Xuan Tianming, and handed over a quick report in his hand, saying: "Your Highness, the imperial palace in the capital, 800 miles to rush."
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