The Steward Demonic Emperor - 897. Chapter 897

call out!

The red light suddenly appeared, and the water splashed!

Along with waves of light, swaying through the void, a sharp crimson sword light suddenly rushed out of the water pavilion, and the target was directed at Zhuo Fan. The biting murderous aura, like a cone of ice, has not yet approached. He was already stabbed with pain on his face, and suddenly there was a feeling that his skin was about to crack!

This is… Saint Soldier?

The pupils couldn’t help but shrank fiercely, Zhuo Fan couldn’t help but frightened, and his fists couldn’t help but clenched tightly.

This is not the first time he saw the Saint Soldier. He had been injured by the Sky Sword as early as in Shuanglongyuan. That was a force that even his invincible unicorn arm could not stop. Its cutting iron is like mud, even the hardest thing in the world, it is difficult to face its edge!

I think it must be the sacred beast aura on him again, and this sacred soldier has been recruited. And the only thing that can suppress it is his own Kongming Divine Eye.

After all, these sacred soldiers were all forged by the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Sword. Faced with the power of the master, they would never dare to do any more presumptuous actions. It’s just that if he is the only one, it’s okay, but now there are three other people around him. If he suppresses the Holy Soldiers casually, wouldn’t he immediately expose his strength?

So far, everything he has done is in vain!

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and Zhuo Fan couldn’t stop pulling up from the bottom of his heart, hesitating not knowing how to move.

Seeing that the scarlet sword light was getting closer and closer, it was immediately caught in a dilemma. However, there is a golden streamer flashing in his right pupil from time to time, and he is always ready to save his life.

No, even if you expose your strength, you must first save your life from the Holy Soldier…

“I’m so daring, this king and distinguished guest is here today. Why are you coming out for now, why don’t you go back soon?” However, at this moment, an angry scream suddenly sounded. Turning to see, it was Shangguan Feiyun undoubtedly.

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan couldn’t help but laugh, helplessly shook his head, showing disdain on his face.

He wouldn’t believe that Shangguan Feiyun and the others would have a way to stop this rioting sage soldier.

Although they are masters of the Guiyuan realm, standing at the pinnacle of the mortal ranks, they are still mortals in the end. How can they accuse the saints of action? They are forged by masters in the emperor realm, and it is a great deal of face to be able to make you a hand weapon.

You don’t treat others as your ancestors, but you keep talking and drinking. It’s strange that people care about you. You know, they are six-rank sage soldiers, not ordinary spiritual soldiers, but also have dignity.

However, what happened next caused Zhuo Fan to be stunned, and even he never thought that this is something that people of the common rank can do…

squeak!

The crimson sword body couldn’t help but stagnate slightly, the sword light stopped in the void immediately, trembling slightly, but it didn’t move forward anymore, it actually obeyed Shangguan Feiyun’s order.

The brows couldn’t help but trembled, and Zhuo Fan was shocked. How could this… be possible?

The Sixth Rank Saint Soldier actually succumbed to a mortal rank…Big Brother, you are a Saint Soldier forged by a master of the Emperor Realm, so extraordinary, why are you so depraved, you actually listen to the command of a Guiyuan Mirror Cultivator?

What about your dignity, what about your jealousy, is it because you have lost everything because you have fallen into the world?

Eyelids trembled uncontrollably, Zhuo Fan looked at all this blankly, his complexion a little bit complicated. He was able to subdue the Great Sky Sword at the beginning, but replaced his blood infant with his sword soul, and he finally received it.

But now, it seems that Shangguan Feiyun has done more thoroughly, even the sword soul has surrendered and is willing to submit to him. Otherwise, it would be impossible to stop one by one, and the sword would stop obediently.

However, this made him a little puzzled. Is the Saint Soldier forged by a master in the Emperor Realm so easy to surrender? Even this sage soldier violated the order of the Heavenly Emperor to chase and kill the sacred beast, and was stopped by Shangguan Feiyun’s order?

Zhuo Fan was puzzled, his face was full of doubts, and he stood there blankly.

Shangguan Feiyun raised his eyes and looked at him, thinking he was frightened, he couldn’t help laughing loudly, and clasped his fists to apologize: “Hahaha…Master Gu, sorry, sorry, this sword is the treasure of my Dongzhou, the soaring sword. It is the place with abundant spiritual energy. So I placed it in this Langhuan Water Pavilion, and added the Holy Spirit Mine for its cultivation. Unlike ordinary spiritual soldiers, this spiritual soldier is quite spiritual, and it is difficult for outsiders to get close to it. This time I must have felt the vitality, a little horrified, suddenly rushed out, frightened the master, and Wang Haihan!”

“Where is it, today I can have the honor to witness the Dongzhou Shenbing, the soaring sword, it should be an honor, ha ha ha…” Nodding slightly, Zhuo Fan gave a faint smile, disregarding it.

A wicked smile crossed the corner of the mouth, Shangguan Feiyun and Baili Jingwei glanced at each other, both nodding tacitly.

In this way, the position of the soaring sword is also leaked out, just wait for the other party to come to the door, hum…

Hum!

However, before everyone’s smiles on each other’s faces were put away, an invisible spatial fluctuation sounded from the red sword light again. Immediately afterwards, that soaring sword actually ignored Shangguan Feiyun’s orders, and rushed towards Zhuo Fan again. That monstrous killing intent pressed on Zhuo Fan’s face incomparably. He immediately suppressed his breath, and his face instantly turned pale.

His pupils couldn’t help but condensed, Shangguan Feiyun didn’t seem to have expected this to happen, so he couldn’t help but shout out again: “Sky Sword, stop quickly, this is the king and honorable guest!”

Ding!

With bursts of crisp noises, as if they were a rejection, the Sky Soaring Sword rushed towards Zhuo Fan without any delay. The killing intent on the sword was much stronger!

“Damn, this king told you to stop, didn’t you hear?”

An angry expression finally appeared on his face. Before the soaring sword came to Zhuo Fan, Shangguan Feiyun had already put his fingers together. With a wave of his hand, a strong sword aura suddenly rushed out and slammed into it fiercely. On the sword body of the soaring sword.

bump!

It was like a thunderstorm, tearing the ground apart. The powerful pressure, like a shock wave, scattered in all directions, instantly spreading throughout the entire Feiyun Palace, deafening.

The guards in the palace suddenly heard such a loud noise coming into the lungs, and they couldn’t help covering their ears tightly, with a splitting headache, and traces of blood couldn’t stop flowing out of the seven orifices. Some of the low-level strengths were shocked to death on the spot, not a few.

And those masters in the Royal Palace’s soul-melting soul return to the original realm are even like this, and Zhuo Fan and Baili Jingwei, who are so close to the loud noise, are not to mention.

Fortunately, Dan Qingsheng had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly blocked them. With a wave of his hand, a breeze swept across, and the powerful aftermath was dissipated.

But even so, Zhuo Fan’s eyebrows couldn’t help trembling, and his eyes were full of surprises looking at the strange scene ahead. But he was not shocked, but shocked.

Because that soaring sword was actually restrained by Shangguan Feiyun’s finger sword. Standing in the void, shaking the sword body, unable to move!

How can this be?

Zhuo Fan’s heart uttered the second cry after seeing the soaring sword.

You know, how powerful this holy soldier is, it can be imagined by seeing its sword energy penetrate the unicorn arm of the body of the holy beast. But now, this holy soldier was actually trapped by another person’s sword gang, which immediately made Zhuo Fan’s heart unacceptable.

Could it be said that the power of this sword gang has already surpassed the power of this holy soldier?

This… is too unbelievable, after all, this is forged by an emperor realm master. Moreover, even if it was not made by a master in the emperor realm, it would be a sixth-rank sage soldier, wouldn’t it be so weak, would it be difficult to extricate itself from being trapped by a mortal?

But the fact is that the former master of the Eastern State, Feiyun Sword King, has the ability to control the sacred soldiers like this. It is completely different from Zhuo Fan’s opportunistic use of the heavenly power to trap the sacred soldiers!

Buzzing…

The soft moan sounded continuously, and the sword body of the soaring sword couldn’t stop trembling, stalemate in the void, but obviously, it slowly became weak.

Looking at it coldly, Shangguan Feiyun still held his fingers in front of him, unconsciously snorted, “You’re weak, then go back to Yunyu, don’t come out to make trouble again, and startled the king and distinguished guests. !”

With that, Shangguan Feiyun waved his hand and touched it, and the soaring sword was immediately bounced back by a huge force. The volley turned around a few times, and then disappeared into the water pavilion again.

After spitting out a long breath, Zhuo Fan watched all this safely come to an end, then took a deep look at Shangguan Feiyun, secretly admiring. As expected to be the number one master in Dongzhou, his strength is unfathomable!

“Master Gu, everybody, sorry, I just didn’t know what was going on with this divine sword. It disturbed everybody. I swept everybody Yaxing. Hope everybody Haihan!” Shangguan Feiyun turned and looked at the crowd deeply. He hugged his fists and apologized.

Waved his hand noncommitantly, Baili Jingwei laughed: “Where, most of the gods have weird temperaments. It seems that we came abruptly today and ran into the realm of the soaring godsword. We should apologize. And, if it weren’t for today, How can we be lucky enough to see Feiyun Sword King personally take action, feasting our eyes. Feiyun Sword King’s soaring sword power is really getting deeper and deeper, hahaha…”

“Master Prime Minister don’t want to make fun of, this time I disturbed everyone, it is the king’s fault!”

Slowly shook his hand, Shangguan Feiyun laughed again and again, and then looked at Zhuo Fan and said, “Especially Master Gu, which shocked you. It just so happens that the guest room has already been arranged for the Master. Not today, Master will go back to the room to rest. The king of Japan will take the master to visit the garden again, so as to increase the sense of intimacy!”

Deeply bowed to the senior official Feiyun, Zhuo Fan’s expression was indeed a little ugly, but he forced a smile on his face and said: “Master Sword King is polite, since that’s the case, it’s better to be respectful than to follow your fate, we will talk about it tomorrow!”

Hearing this, the other three also bowed slightly, and Dan Qingsheng took the opportunity to say, “I will send Master Gu back to my room to rest!”

Without doubting him, Baili Jingwei nodded lightly.

When I saw Zhuo Fan’s two figures drifting away and finally disappearing completely, Baili Jingwei couldn’t help but chuckle, and looked at Shangguan Feiyun complaining: “Feiyun Sword King, I just want you to take the opportunity. Reveal the location of the soaring sword to the ancient master, let him complete the map, and attract the thieves. You don’t need to make such a fuss. Seeing that the ancient master is scared, he is just a divine light realm cultivator. What’s the matter? Where can you find another person who has the opportunity to be on the throne of the mainland’s first alchemist?”

“Prime Minister Baili, I didn’t do this!” However, Shangguan Feiyun frowned when he heard it, with a look of incomprehension.

Unexpectedly, Baili Jingwei couldn’t help wondering: “It wasn’t you who did it, but who else could it be? As for the entire Feiyun Palace, only you can command the soaring sword!”

“Yes, but the blame is here!”

Also puzzled, Shangguan Feiyun sighed and said: “The king actually took him to visit the Langhuan Water Pavilion, and took the opportunity to show him the soaring sword. Who would have thought that for some reason, this sword rushed out by himself, You want to kill the ancient master. And the killing intent is so strong that you don’t even listen to the old man’s orders. This situation is unprecedented!”

His brows couldn’t help but tremble, Baili Jingwei also showed a suspicious look, and pondered a little, and guessed: “Could it be…Is it really because of seeing a stranger that the hostility appeared?”

“There have been too many inhabitants in the palace, but none of them has been chased so thoroughly by the soaring sword like today. What is going on?”

He bit his teeth lightly, Shangguan Feiyun took a breath, the confusion in his eyes became much more…