Chapter 70: Watching the Old Man of the Imperial Ancestral Temple Fight the Yuan Emperor, Condensing the Dao Fruit Heroic Qi Attraction (2)
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The yellow wooden fortress ships broke through the river one after another. On the floor of the building, a hundred forms appeared.
Some armored soldiers held spears in their hands, their eyes filled with unwillingness and sorrow. Some civil and military officials knelt on the wooden boat and wailed blood at the ground south of the river. Some generals roared repeatedly and smashed the river water.
At the right time, the heavens would retaliate with might and anger. They would kill all of them and abandon the wilderness!
On the yellow wooden ship, the wishes of the generals could not be fulfilled and could only be filled with unwillingness.
Unwilling emotions intertwined like a hurricane.
Black clouds covered the sky above the river. Furious lightning appeared behind the clouds, bringing with it a choking pressure.
An expert crossed swords behind the clouds. The mental power and Qi Blood of the peerless expert collided, and the world changed colors.
An Le’s gaze seemed to break through the layers of clouds and reach the 90th level of the sky. He saw that there were also experts confronting each other behind the sea of clouds.
They were experts who had sacrificed themselves to let Great Zhao retreat safely through the Blue Wave River.
On the northern bank of the Blue Wave River, a terrifying war chariot was pulled down by nine armored demon horses and rolled over.
On the chariot, a burly figure stood. He wore a golden mask and golden armor. However, he stood tall like a supreme god. His powerful Qi Blood was like a pillar that rushed into the clouds and wanted to shatter the blue sky!
A cold, arrogant, and domineering gaze swept over from under the golden mask, carrying disdain for Great Zhao’s southern migration.
Emperor Yuan Meng!
An Le only took one look and knew who this person was!
Emperor Yuan Meng, the number one expert in the world who dared to shoot a Heavenly Immortal with his bow!
Even through the Age Qi, An Le could still sense how powerful the other party was. The might of the number one expert in the world was indeed extraordinary.
Suddenly, Emperor Yuan Meng, who was standing on the chariot, took out a bow and drew the full moon. He suddenly shot an arrow that was like a meteor.
The arrow broke through the vast waves, wanting to shoot through the river and blow up the southward moving ship.
A sword light arrived.
A heroic laugh sounded between the heavens and the earth.
On the vast battlefield, amidst the layers of iron armor, a figure in luxurious clothes held a broken bamboo sword and blocked the arrow. He charged forward again, invincible. Wherever the sword qi passed, mountains would be split open!
Even the heavy armor of the Yuan Meng Steel Cavalry could not withstand it!
An Le’s gaze was instantly attracted as he stared at the figure of the unrestrained man in the luxurious robe.
This year, someone’s heroic qi soared into the sky!
This year, someone’s black hair was not stained with white, and his eyes were still tilled with amD1tmon.
This year, someone picked up a broken bamboo sword and dared to try and kill the number one Emperor Yuan Meng in the world!
“Zhao Huangting has come with Green Mountain. Yuan Emperor, please see if Green Mountain is heavy enough! ”
The man smiled and slashed three times at Emperor Yuan Meng.
Emperor Yuan Meng rushed into the clouds. The sword qi and Qi Blood collided, and the sea of clouds was vaguely torn apart!
After three strikes, Zhao Huangting spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into the sea of clouds with the bamboo sword in his hand.
The man fell back onto the Blue Wave River and stood on the yellow wooden ship with his sword. He broke through the river and shouted at the sky. “Yuan Emperor, I didn’t have enough fun today.”
“When the Great Zhao army advances north, I’ll come back with Green Mountain in hand!”
In the sea of clouds, Emperor Yuan Meng, who was dressed in golden armor, did not chase after them. He only stepped on the clouds and watched indifferently.
The scene began to quietly dissipate.
An Le was extremely shocked and could not calm down for a long time. He looked at the bamboo sword at his waist, Green Mountain, and then at the old man who was holding the lamp and painting. He had mixed feelings.
This was the true Molten Gold Age. It turned out that this inconspicuous old man had once fought with the number one in the world.
An Le’s emotions fluctuated.
In front of him, small blue words slowly appeared.
[Obtained Age Dao Fruit: Heroic Qi Attraction]
[Note: Heroic Qi Attraction (Dao Fruit): Attract the heroic qi in the world. A mortal dares to kill ghosts and deities. Consume heroic qi to enhance oneself.
You can obtain special combat strength.]
A wisp of Molten Gold Age Qi condensed into an Age Dao Fruit.
An Le was very happy. After studying it carefully, An Le realized that this Dao Fruit[Heroic Qi Attraction] was somewhat similar to [Fearless Heart]. Neither of them could be enhanced by Age Qi.
Vaguely, the heroic spirit in the Dao Fruit [Heroic Qi Attraction] overflowed and baptized An Le’s mind and soul. In addition, An Le had a feeling that if he was willing, he could vent all the Heroic Qi Attraction and obtain a huge boost.
However, once he did that, perhaps the [Heroic Qi Attraction] Dao Fruit would wither or even disappear.
The heroic qi overflowing from the Dao Fruit seemed to be quietly integrating into An Le’s aura.
The Green Mountain at his waist trembled slightly as if it was letting out a clear sword cry.
At the table, the old man who was immersed in the painting suddenly turned to look at the young man standing in front of the window.
The spring rain blew with the spring wind, lifting the Green Mountain on the young man’s body. Sword cries lingered, and a faint heroic qi appeared from the young man.
The old man could not help but feel a little dazed.
It was as if he had seen his younger self in the young man at this moment.
White-walled, black-tiled buildings dotted the foothills.
A white crane broke through the spring rain and flapped its wings. Countless instructors of the Literary Department were surprised and stunned.
As teachers of the Literary Department, they naturally knew what the appearance of the white crane meant.
With the change of the Little Sacred Ranking, the white crane was the proof!
When the white crane landed in the Literary Department, it turned into a bamboo slip and was obtained by the Third Headmaster, who was sitting alone in the cottage.
“Hmm?”
The Third Headmaster’s aged eyes revealed a hint of shock.
“Before the challenge appeared, the Little Sacred Ranking has changed… It’s quite rare in many years.”
Third Headmaster muttered. Then, he called someone in to copy the new Little Sacred Ranking and release it.
That night, Lin’an’s was restless.
Prime Minister Qin’s residence.
The scenery between the pavilions was the same as before.
The spring raindrops hit the black tiles of the pavilion like pearls and jade falling on a plate. It was quite crisp.
The charcoal stove was boiling hot water, and there was a piece of tea leaf rolling up and down on the stove, emitting a rich tea fragrance.
Wang Qinhe carried the Dragon Spine Saber at his waist. He narrowed his eyes and tasted the top-notch West Lake Longjing tea. He drank tea and chatted with the spring rain, making him feel relaxed and happy.
Qin Qianqiu was sitting opposite him, washing tea and making tea.
Suddenly, a Confucian scholar came from afar with an oil-paper umbrella. He whispered a few words in Qin Qianqiu’s ear and sent a yellow book over.
Qin Qianqiu suddenly frowned. He thought for a moment and handed the yellow book to Wang Qinhe, who was drinking tea comfortably.
Wang Oinhe was stunned. He took the vellow book that recorded the rankings on the Little Sacred Ranking and flipped through it.
When he reached the end of the book, a blank expression appeared on his face.
He didn’t do anything… Why was he at the bottom of the Little Sacred Ranking again?!
After a long time, his gaze gradually condensed and was as sharp as a knife.
There would indeed be a change in the Little Sacred Ranking, but this situation of lowering his ranking because the other party had broken through… was really a little humiliating.
Although it was not unprecedented, he was really unwilling!
After a long silence, Wang Qinhe slowly stood up and placed his palm on the handle of the Dragon Spine Saber. He walked out of the pavilion step by step and stepped into the spring rain.
The saber qi swept out, and endless spring rain fell, shattering into pieces.
“Brother Wang?” Qin Qianqiu stood up and asked.
Wang Qinhe’s aura gradually rose.
“I’m inexplicably at the bottom. Naturally, I have to challenge him.”
“I’m not convinced. I can’t calm down.”
“I want to see how this young man can suppress me when he has just entered the third realm!”
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