Chapter 922: Sword refers to the Eighteen Dynasty

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922 Sword refers to the Eighteen Dynasty
"Luoyun Pavilion came to Xingchen Guzong, and he is still a lone person, no one can rely on, but in the end, he disturbed the wind and cloud, and successfully won the position of the leader of the six Zongbi. Can it be done in such a situation? "Someone spit out a thick sound of words, with emotion in his heart.
"From the West Wind City to the Liuyun Dynasty, from Wanjian Pavilion to Xingchen Ancient Sect, I just wandered around to find the whereabouts of my parents. If I am replaced by an ordinary person, I am afraid that I can survive, will I be willing?"
"Luoyun Pavilion's body is worthy of the blood of the family. It is really a blessing for us to have such a benevolent lord in the Eighteenth Ancient City!"
"Step by step, step by step, become stronger, step by step to complete the thoughts in my heart, so courageous, as if the original ancestors established the ancient stars, we chose to support the Lord Luoyun, it is true."
After vigorous words spit out from the crowd's mouth, they already supported Chu Xingyun. After listening to these, the support in their hearts was more firm. At the same time, they also felt deeply for the family blood flowing on themselves. pride.
Seeing the crowd being so excited, the old man in Tsing Yi finally sighed with relief. After pecking at the wine, he said again: "In fact, no matter whether it is to fool the situation, or to win the leader of the six comparisons, or to plan the battle, everything , Just to rescue Liu Mengyan from Luo Xingyuan, so that the family can be reunited. "
"In the beginning, after Gu Fanxing led the army to leave the Holy Star City, the Lord Luoyun Pavilion led countless warriors and rushed to the Holy Star City. The soldiers divided into four roads and ran to the four directions of the Great Guardian Formation. Everyone's shot seems to have been rehearsed countless times, with great momentum and vigour, especially the Lord Luo Yun. He almost took out all his life, and he must break through the protection of the patriarch and struggle to get rid of the shackles of Xingyuan. . "
"That day, the old man was lucky to see this scene. The picture of a family of three being reunited is too beautiful to describe in words. Perhaps this kind of affection has always supported Lord Luoyun silently. At the same time, It was this kind of affection that allowed Lord Luo Yun to forgive us, and gave us real estate and power, so that the Eighteen Ancient City could survive. "
The voice of the old man in Tsing Yi sounded and reached everyone's eardrums. Suddenly, they all stopped speaking, moving their eyes, and couldn't help but make a light smile.
Xingchen Guzong inherited the family system, but all the warriors in the eighteen ancient cities, all of them flowed with family blood, and the ancestors were a family, regardless of internal and external relatives.
However, under the control of the clan and the five major families, their status was divided into three, six, nine, etc., regardless of law and discipline, or power, they were put into the hands of these people, and there was no family.
Chu Xingyun's reforms have allowed everyone to share real estate, shops, and even power, but between subtle and imperceptible, he also deepened the existence of the family blood, and let the eighteen ancient cities that were falling apart reintegrate together.
"Sentimental and righteous, not afraid of hardships, revitalizing the family, unifying the ancient city, what the Lord Luoyun said is just abolishing the decaying family system. At this moment, the family is still there, the blood is still there, we are still a family!"
"I would like to follow the Lord Luo Yun all the life, even if I go to the chase, I will never frown!"
"We are from the family and from the Wanjian Pavilion!"
The crowd's voice became louder and louder, not only the crowd in the tavern, but also the crowd outside the avenue, raised their hands in a deep sense, and murmured in their mouths.
This situation does not only happen in Heiyu City, other cities, and other ancient cities. The crowd ’s support and support in their hearts became stronger after they knew Chu Xingyun ’s life story. Can't peel it out.
"correct……"
Just then, the old man in Tsing Yi suddenly interrupted everyone's words. Under the eyes of everyone, he took out a scroll from the storage ring mysteriously.
"After Lord Luoyun's baptism in Qinglian, he reshaped the sea of ​​spirits and replaced the root bones. Only then did he appear as he appeared, but before that, his appearance was also quite resolute. The person I painted in this scroll is just It is the original appearance of Lord Luo Yun. "The old man in Tsing Yi raised his head with pride, showing his hand, and opened the painting axis.
Brush!
When the painting axis opened, the crowd immediately saw Chu Xingyun's original appearance. Many people saw it as if it was true, as if they wanted to imprint this sturdy face deep in their minds, unwilling to forget it. The whole tavern was quiet and nobody spoke. speak.
"Strange, why does this face look so familiar?" The tavern shopkeeper frowned, his voice was not loud, but at this moment in the tavern, it was extremely harsh, instantly attracting everyone's attention Come over and stare at him.
The tavern shopkeeper was stared a little dazed. He carefully looked at the painting axis. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized: "I remember a young man in black in the past few days It's this face, not bad in appearance, he has a good figure and is carrying a dark epee, it is not an ordinary person at a glance. More importantly, he was standing beside me just now! "
After talking, the keeper of the pub immediately looked at him, but found that Chu Xingyun had disappeared, no breath, no figure, as if he had never appeared before.
The keeper of the pub was stunned for a moment, and the whole face was flushed with anxiety. When he turned around, he heard a laugh from the crowd, echoed, and spread throughout the black feather city.
Just when the whole tavern became lively again, Chu Xingyun had quietly left Black Feather City. A light smile appeared on his face, and the spiritual force was pushed to the extreme, and he quickly ran to the Holy Star City.
At this time, Feng Liuju, Chu Xingchen and Ning Lefan gathered here, their faces glowed with light, their eyes were sharp, and they unconsciously exuded grandeur.
call out!
The sound of breaking the sky blooms, accompanied by the magnificent spiritual power, and when the people come back, Chu Xingyun has appeared in Fengliuju, his body slowly falls, and when he touches the ground, the whole space reveals a sense of solemnity .
"Master," Lu Ling and Ning Lefan bowed and saluted seriously, "According to the order of the master, the 180,000 town Star Guard has been gathered and is waiting in the city at the moment."
"180,000 young students are also ready to go at any time." Chu Xingchen's face smiled, but his eyes showed sharp and sharp eyes. As soon as the words fell, everyone straightened their backs and their eyes were burning. To Chu Xingyun.
"You're all working." Chu Xingyun responded with a smile. He turned around and stepped out of Fengliuju step by step. He looked far and stared forward.
There, a black warrior stood standing in two, divided into two directions, one wearing heavy armor blades, straddling the iron-blooded warhorse, and the other was full of vitality, showing divine light everywhere.
The number of either side is particularly huge, reaching 180,000 people. They felt Chu Xingyun's gaze, inhaled a breath, and took a half-step light stride. The right knee smashed, and the ground was trembling. under.
"My subordinates have seen the patriarch!" Each of them spoke as if they were shouting, with flames burning in their hearts, gleaming in their eyes, and the atmosphere alone was enough to disperse the heavy dark clouds and pierce the sky.
Seeing such a battle, Chu Xingchen and Ning Lefan were also in a fiery mood. They looked at Chu Xingyun, only to see that Chu Xingyun put away his smile, his eyes sank, and there was a trace of the spirit of a peerless king.
"The time has come, and we will go to the Eighteen Dynasties. If people stop, then they will kill. If God blocks, they will kill God!"
Chu Xingyun's voice was mixed with spiritual power, and it directly entered the deep heart of the crowd. His body slowly vacated, his sword pointed upward, pointing directly to the direction of the eighteen dynasties, and he said, "Start!"