"What I want is Eight-foot Qiong Tianyu."

Although the sound is not loud, it is extremely clear, so clear that everyone seems to hear the sudden pause of their heart.[]

Then there is the ultimate silence.

Eight-foot Qiongtian Jade. When Emperor Chuiren was founding, the artifacts and treasures were given to the eight counties. They are not only a symbol of status, but also a symbol of imperial power.

It is even more a kind of shackle, a kind of deterrence, and a kind of warning.

For the eight major counties, the Eight-foot Qiongtianyu is the most precious treasure they value. It almost represents the rise and fall of the family and the power granted by the king. This power allows them to develop resources of the fourteen counties at will, control the right to live and kill, and make the Maori family stand out and show a clear gap between the nobles and the common people.

How could it be handed over!?

This is no less than letting a person in high positions hand over the power in his hands.

Seeing the silence of the crowd, Yang Ze was shocked. His previous smile had not yet faded and he said idlely, "What's wrong? Isn't it that if I just open my mouth, you Maori County will offer it?"

Maori had a strange expression and said, "Return to the Lord, the eight-foot Qiongtianyu is the token of my founding of Kashima Kingdom. It is the basis for the eight princes to protect the imperial power. If they borrow it, they will be disrespectful to the imperial power, and it will be difficult for me Maori County to take care of it! I don't know what the Lord is for. If there is anything that can be used as a substitute, Maori is willing to go through fire and water for the Lord."

Although that was the case, the remaining ministers behind him saw Maori Jin's slightly shrugging shoulders, and everyone's eyes suddenly became calm and they became alert. They sensed Maori Jin's invisible aura!

He undoubtedly used this method to inform all the retainers and tribe members behind him of danger!

The Maori family has accumulated so long, and there are many Tianxuan masters, and there are many other Dixuan realm masters. Although the eight major counties have divided the eight major counties in the war against Daye, those who stayed behind the family still have strong enough power. If there is no choice, Maori will only choose to trust the family to accumulate power for hundreds of years.

However, at this time, the Maori family members had no relaxed expression on their faces, and they were all neat and solemn.

In front of them are great practitioners. If they have a choice, no one is willing to break up and start a war.

.........

In the sea of ​​consciousness in the Niwan Palace, the old man Yuanshen opened his eyes and said to Yang Ze, "Hehe... The Maori family is really stingy. Even the things we want can dare to push them three times and four times... But even if the eight-foot Qiongtianyu is protected, at this time, it will only be like a lighthouse in the dark, how can it hide it from me?"

The old man Yuanshen’s spiritual consciousness is so powerful. It is a magical weapon like the eight-foot Qiongtianyu, which is hidden nearby. As long as there is no special hidden means, it is basically a torch lights up in the middle of the night, dazzling and dazzling. What’s important is that there are no characters or means yet that can stop the exploration of the old man Yuanshen’s spiritual consciousness.

It was just a spiritual consciousness, and the position of the eight-foot Qiongtian jade in the Maori family was imprinted in Yang Ze's mind.

This feeling is extremely fresh and strange and exciting, and it is gradually outlined like a geometric pattern, which is extremely clear. It is not an image-like picture, but a spiritual sense similar to perspective. The location where Qiongyu is placed. At this time, the strength of more than 30 highest-ranking retainers of the Maori family is undoubtedly visible in front of him.

The eight-foot Qiongtianyu is located at the bottom of the Chuyun Pavilion Tower!

This feeling of mastering everything gives Yang Ze a feeling of all-encompassingness. Through the air parallel to Izumo Pavilion, Yang Ze's eyes were faint and he smiled indifferently, "I won't bother Lord Maori. Since the family is unwilling to hand over, I can only... I came to pick it up in person!"

What Yang Ze asked for was the foundation and lifeline of the Maori family. No family with vested interests was willing to hand over such a lifeline. This was the ending of the destined collapse of the talks! There was absolutely no second situation!

"What?" Although he had a vague premonition of the development direction of the matter, the other party's declaration of robbing was still a terrifying anger that the Maori family, which had never lowered their heads, had always been the attitude of the Maori family to outsiders. Unexpectedly, one day, the other party actually grabbed his place.

Yang Ze's voice almost fell.

The dignity and honor and disgrace of the century-old family, and the huge anger that emerged immediately appeared on Maori Jin's face, who had been struggling to suppress it. His hand trembled, and a soul spear with countless blood and evil spirits appeared in his hand. "Since you want to rob it openly, then I don't blame my Maori family for offending it!"

"Muri family has been established for hundreds of years, and has never encountered such a great humiliation today. Anyone who is Maori, who does his best today, will fight to the death!" He raised his spear, as if he raised a big banner, which represents the rise and fall of the Maori family for a hundred years. In this way, the strong blood of the spear in his hand swept over the bloody smell of a hundred years and covered Yang Ze.

It was at this moment that the remaining ministers and clans behind the Maori family flew out of the weapon and sword in their hands, as if they were suddenly appearing from the air, covering Yang Ze and Song Zhen and the other two.

The flying weapon was almost at its peak. With the sharp energy of breaking gold and cutting iron, it flew out of the Tuyun Pavilion in a swarm, gathered in the sky, and launched a devastating blow to Yang Ze.

There are many Tianxuan masters and Dixuan masters present at the Maori family. At this time, one attack represents the powerful offensive force of the Maori family. At this time, countless people in the Maori family's city could see the light of the weapon like a meteor shower in the air, bombarding towards Yang Ze like raindrops.

So the air in the sky trembled, fluctuated, and was not real.

It was like the sharp sound of breaking water from a powerful arrow shot into the water, which expanded by more than a thousand times and resounded in the air of the Cloud Pavilion.

The Maori family's reaction was beyond Yang Ze's expectations, and they all came to the scene. If the other party had not made such a move, it would be extremely abnormal. But Yang Ze came to Kashima Country this time and planned to steal it.

After all, he never expected someone to give it to him, unless the people in a family are idiots.

Facing the sharp blade spirit weapons that covered the sky and the sun, Yang Ze's hand was placed on the dao Zun's forehead that was full of scattered ties.

He groped through the Dao pattern on the Dao Zun's forehead and felt the roughness, but there were bursts of warmth and dependence. It was like the warmth brought by the warmth of friends and family in a desperate situation, but it seemed to be in the air of a foreign country, Song Zhen and Zongshou, who should those people far away in their hometown rely on each other to drive away the chill of night?

With a heart-to-heart relationship with Yang Ze, Dao Zun Ze opened his huge mouth the next moment. A circular flame stream spread from its mouth and basin. It spread slowly, enough to make everyone present feel the fierce aura. But it spread very quickly. Almost the next moment, a huge pillar of gray flames spewed out of the center surrounded by the flame stream.

The flame pillar instantly burned the air around him, burned all the weapons and flying swords in front of him, the flame flow that was countless times hotter than ordinary fire, persistently burning all the things blocking the way, turning the sharp weapons into splashed iron, and destroying the iron into tiny dust until these dusts are annihilated in the space.

In the blink of an eye, all the weapons flying in the air were turned into ashes by the breath of this flame.

I don’t know if it was because of the beauty of the crane girl who moved him deeply, or if seeing Yang Ze’s young but powerful aura made him feel a little ashamed and jealous of his own heart. The legitimate son of the Maori family, Mori Hide attacked the most. He hoped that his long sword would cut off the young man who was showing off his power next to the beautiful woman, and there was a feeling of almost perverted desire to see him fall and stomp him hard!

But his impulse to move forward eventually hurt him. Ren Maori family members present imagined it, but they did not expect that the real power was not the boy, but the extremely ugly beast beneath him.

Because the young man rode on it and the young man's incomprehensible aura, everyone subconsciously ignored the ferocious beast. So no one expected that the flying blade spirit weapons of these Tianxuan masters would be beaten into ashes by the ferocious beast in an instant!

Then the breath kept swallowing up the Maori family members, including Mori Hide and even the extremely retainers. Even the spiritual weapon turned into ashes in front of this breath. How could it be spared if the little body-protecting true energy from the body of a master of Xuan Realm? The flame of Qi penetrated the human body, burning from the five holes like a handful of paper thrown into the stove. Even the last shrill howl seemed to be burned to pieces.

Then the flames hit the wooden boards of Izumo Pavilion, and passed through the Izumo Pavilion Tower at an angle of 45 degrees. A huge hole that could even be seen in the three layers of the lower part of the space appeared in front of people.

There were some limbs that could not escape from others scattered around the cave. Some people were still standing on the spot, but their upper body had been rubbed by the flame breath, leaving only two wooden piers-like feet. An arm and half of their heads fell on the ground. The flesh and blood at the end were already glued together by the flames. The air was mixed with the smell of burnt meat.

After Dao Zun breathed, he rushed into the Yun Pavilion with Yang Ze.

"My son!" Mao Rijin, who watched his son and his tribe turn into ashes, his eyes suddenly filled with red silk, as if crazy. He shot from the side and hit Yang Ze who broke into the Ichun Pavilion.

This spear technique gathered his lifelong skills. With one blow, the evil energy of the gun body flowed, which was as sharp as the peak Tianxuan master.

Faced with Mao Rijin's desperate shot, Yang Ze did not hesitate at all, and pointed his sword at the same time, and took action to the sword intent that had been understood by Cobuyi.

Mao Rijin's spear tip suddenly burst out countless firelights. His skills and this fourth-grade spiritual weapon, the Soul-Slaying Spear, had reached a peak. But this was the strength of the Xuan Realm after all, and there was always an insurmountable gap between Yang Ze's attack power that had almost reached the Daotong Artistic Realm.

The attack of artistic conception is enough to suppress all the strength of the mysterious realm. It is another level of power that the mysterious realm cannot comprehend. But Yang Ze actually comprehended it.

Yang Ze's mouth burst, a trace of blood spurted out. The body of Maori Jin's gun appeared in a snake-shaped bend, and it was obvious that he was constantly resolving this terrifying sword intent. But it was too late!

Maori's body shook violently, spewing out a mouthful of black blood. The long spear that was bent to the extreme finally broke out like a broken iron. He fell out in a swirl and slammed heavily on the floor. He slid several meters, his eyes full of horror and fear.

But when he saw the scene of his retainers and his clan members being killed or injured, he blew and shouted in a miserable voice, "Why! Why did my Maori family suffer such a disaster!"

"The army of Maori County is also one of the eight major counties in Kashima Kingdom's expedition to Daye. Your army cut off men's heads with a knife on other people's territory, cut open women's belly, and killed young children. Have you ever answered the words "Why?...You don't...so, I don't."

Yang Ze smiled slightly. Dao Zun turned around and flew several approaching Di Xuan masters with his tail. He thrust hard, and directly broke through the floor, rushed down from the highest level of the Zhiyun Pavilion toward the bottom of the tower.

The fire-proof teak ground, touching the tough body of the Taoist priest, became countless pieces.

Yang Ze penetrated eighteen layers from top to bottom.

The eighteen layers are like thin paper and will be destroyed!

The offering platform on the bottom floor is eight-foot jade, which is placed on the treasure rack like a yin and yang fish.

Yang Ze reached out and grabbed it.

Suddenly, the Qiongtian Jade shone brightly. Countless golden lights of the thorny hands counterattacked, which made Yang Ze's hands hurt severely! He could not catch him for a moment.

The old man of the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness smiled, "This eight-foot Qiongtian Jade is a magical artifact of the country of Kashima. It is quite famous. It is actually a thing that recognizes the master. It turns out that you do not have the blood of the royal family of Kashima, and then you will have a backlash. It's just a pediatric department, and I will erase its remaining consciousness of recognize the master!"

Yang Ze suddenly felt another force imparting to his hand. This time he reached out and the eight-foot Qiongtianyu still burst out with a violent golden light. But it could not stop Yang Ze from grabbing his hand. He held it with all his strength in his hand. The golden lights suddenly became shrill and struggled to disappear.

Holding Qiongtianyu, who turned into a warm jade in his hand, Yang Ze suddenly felt a pure and surging water spirit essence, which was hidden inside. Just by the spiritual energy coming, Yang Ze felt comfortable and happy. He quickly put Qiongtianyu into his pocket. Dao Zun made a turn and penetrated directly from the tower.

Behind him, countless Maori masters shouted and scolded, but most of them were killed and Han Xin dared to shout and scold them from afar.

The young Zong Shou, who had been sitting behind Yang Ze, was the first time he saw this battle situation. He was shocked. The fierce battle in front of him seemed to open another world for him. It was another world that did not belong to the peace and tranquility of Tianshou Mountain, but was completely opposite.

Yang Ze smiled at Song Zhen, who had never participated in the action in the sky, and Dao Zun turned into a cold light again and flew away in the sky first.

.........

The warnings between the counties of Kashima Kingdom were originally very fast. From the early warning station of Maori County, it could be transmitted to the original Jinshan Mountain, and then out of the Beihai to quickly pass through the northern counties. It only takes half a day to get 72 cities in the eight counties of Kashima Kingdom.

But more often it's too late.

In an extremely fast time, in addition to the attacks of the Maori family in the northern Maori County, the Hojo family in the Hojo county, Takeda county Takeda county, and Sanada county.

The four northern counties of Kashima Kingdom all heard the news that the eight-foot Qiongtian Jade was seized like a series of thunder!

The news broke out in a short period of time, like wildfires passing by, beacon smoke rose everywhere, and the court and country of Kashima were shocked.
Chapter completed!