Broken Night - Chapter 365

[Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty ─ The Blue Emperor Arrives]

Broken Night

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Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty ─ The Blue Emperor

is destined to be extraordinary when he arrives at today’s academy competition.

Because looking at the martial arts field, the stone platform that originally represented the host was actually temporarily built with a three-meter-high red platform on the stone platform.

The whole body of the red platform is covered with a piece of flannel with golden edges and red, which looks noble and gorgeous.

On the stage, there is only one seat.

The whole body of its seat is golden, and two golden dragons are clearly visible on both sides of the armrests.

This kind of momentum made some people with hearts look unbelievable.

Could it be that…

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With a well-known disciple who participated in the competition, he walked into the martial arts arena.

They all agreed, looking at the red platform and the golden dragon seat on the red platform with curiosity.

When Shi Feng saw that everyone had arrived, he stood up in high spirits: “Today! It’s the last day of the college exchange!” Under Shi Feng’s four palaces, his voice resounded: “It’s also the most important day. ”

The college competition is about the overall strength of the college. It can be said that today is a competition to compare which of the Southern Imperial City is the first college!”

“Because of its importance, Jagged War Gate is honored to invite here. The opening host of the war!”

Shi Feng took a deep breath, his face showing a look of respect: “Antarctic Dynasty, the current Blue Emperor—His Majesty Lan Zhen!”

Huhu……

Hearing Lan Zhen’s name, he immediately knelt down With a piece of people!

Jin Qianji also pulled Xu Yan to his knees: “You are crazy, why don’t you kneel!”

Xu Yan frowned tightly: “Why are you kneeling on him!”

Jin Qianji stared at him angrily: “If you don’t kneel on this occasion, you are ready to be beheaded!”

Just as the two were muttering, a shining golden light pulled the chariot from a distance away. Come.

“That’s the Holy Light Unicorn of His Majesty the Blue Emperor!”

I saw a golden unicorn, whose fur shone like gold under the sunlight.

Its single horn is silver and white, and its golden fur complements each other, making it even more breathtaking.

The most striking thing is the pair of wings that are open like light.

That is the talent pattern of the Holy Light Unicorn [Sheng Guangyu]. It is said that the deceased son of Guangyu Murong Guang, that pair of [Light Feather Patterns] is a violation of the Blue Dynasty and beheaded a newborn. Holy Light Unicorn, and then engraved into the palace.

I saw its holy light unicorn, coming from afar, slowly descending to the front of the red platform.

The chariot was obviously also blessed by the pattern, and it was suspended in the air.

A thin figure came out of the carriage.

The golden-yellow dragon robe was slightly combed, and the blue hair was scattered behind him.

When the figure got off the chariot, the Holy Light Unicorn snorted and flew away.

The spotlight!

The middle-aged man’s figure is very thin, without the kind of strong and domineering figure.

But his thin and unshaved shoulders were even and steady.

Those eyebrows wrinkled, as if the clouds were full of clouds, the sky descended with power, and it was like two mountains closing together, making it hard to breathe.

So unworldly and domineering, there is only one person in the world today.

The Blue Emperor—Blue Town!

“Knock on your majesty, long live my emperor!”

A tidy voice resounded throughout the Jagged War Gate.

It made those who were unwilling to leave and stood outside the gate of the Jagged War with a frantic look on their faces: “His Majesty the Blue Emperor is inside?”

“Oh my God! Why can’t I squeeze in!”

“Fight! Go!”

Countless people desperately tried to squeeze in, but how could they be able to rush past the disciples of the Jagged War Sect?

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“Flat body.” Lan Zhen’s voice sounded, and everyone could hear it clearly under the spread of the grain.

At this time, many people knew that it turned out that His Majesty the Blue Emperor had a good cultivation.

Lan Zhen’s voice was soft, his eyebrows were slightly relaxed, and the surrounding momentum was as clear as a cloudless sky:

“Today, I am very pleased.

” , so that the South can stand for many years and not be taken away by others.”

“Seeing these outstanding young people, I know that in ten years or a hundred years, they will be an important part of protecting the South. For the implementation of the concept of inheritance of the South As far as I’m concerned, this is the most comforting thing.”

“Just!”

Lan Zhen’s tone changed, his voice was like a clash of soldiers, with the sound of metal hitting.

Those eyebrows wrinkled, imposingly.

That is not from the domineering arrogance of the cultivation base, but from the breath of the superior who has long ruled the southern country and can turn the clouds with one hand and the rain with the other: “Cultivation is like walking against the sky.”

“Fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth… … Fighting with people!”

“The rare treasures of heaven and earth, natural materials and treasures are limited. To become stronger, we can only fight!”

“This is also the reason why we, the great men in the south, are always not strong enough for the men in the north! If we lose this Heart, it will be unsustainable!”

“There are more than ten million practitioners? But how many Juxing Lake Masters? How many Blood Moon Fairies? How many Ten Thousand Books Pavilion Masters!? Cultivation is like walking a single-plank bridge among thousands of troops Only by walking, can the sea and sky be wide!”

His words were sonorous, and when he heard the students below him, their faces were flushed red, their whole body was boiling with enthusiasm, as if they wanted to shout to express their inner fighting spirit.

Lan Zhen looked around for a week, but that thin figure was like a big mountain: “Fight, boy! Become stronger, boy! Become the strength to protect the south, become our strength! Let’s protect the south together!”

“I hereby announce! College competition, the official start!”

Drink!

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Countless cheers resounded through the sky!

Countless teenagers’ faces turned red, and their mouths roared unconsciously.

Only a few had ugly faces—people from the north.

Yan Yingyue murmured: “As expected of a rare wise ruler in the past few hundred years, under this kind of training, within a hundred years, the strength of the South will definitely have a qualitative leap.” Showing a dignified look, the eyes looking at Lan Zhen were full of fear, and even a killing intent was hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

This kind of Mingjun is not a good thing for the north.

Of course, they can’t do it.

The masters here are like clouds, and even they have faintly felt that there are invisible Qi machines locked on them.

Don’t say it’s hands-on, as long as you do something quietly, it will be wiped out in the next instant.

After all, this is not their home.

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Lan Zhenluo sat on the dragon chair on the red platform, and glanced at it with a pair of eyes.

Every boy he glanced at had expressions of excitement and pride on his face.

His eyes swept across Jin Qianji and Xu Yan, and condensed slightly.

Soon, it swept through as if nothing had happened.

Jin Qian’s face was calm, as if he didn’t feel Lan Zhen’s gaze.

At this time, Shi Feng stood up again: “Thanks to Your Majesty for his sobering opening remarks, now I invite the Iron-Blood War Sect, the owner of the Iron-Blood Giant Pagoda, who is also my teacher, known as the Blood Dragon Fairy, Long Huaiyue! ”

Rumble rumble…

Under the introduction of Shi Feng, there was a rumbling sound from the iron-blooded giant tower in front of the martial arts field and behind the stone platform!

“What’s wrong? The bull turned over!?”

“Bah, do you think this is the north?”

Huh…

Red fog seeped out from the gate of the Iron-Blood Tower.

“Huh?” The students in the martial arts field below bore the brunt with surprises on their faces.

Even just now, they all felt that their bodies had a partial improvement!

No matter the tattoo artist or tattoo artist, the body is very important, especially for tattoo artist, the body is the foundation of their battle!

Grandma Qianshu and the old monster who picked the stars showed ecstasy on their faces, and looked at Shi Feng: “This time, your family is really a big deal.”

Shi Feng just laughed, but he was proud of his face. The color is not concealed.