Chapter 609

Name:Sword Stirs the World Author:成刚
In mid air, Nie Zhun sensed the sword air attacking his body and quickly closed the chaotic flame on his arms. The big flame was instantly excited and turned into a flame net to protect his body.

The sword Qi stabbed into the net of the flowing flame and made a slight sound. The two forces neutralized and disappeared into invisibility.

Nie Zhun stopped steadily in the air, and the flame formed a hemispherical shield to protect him.

It turns out that the man who won the most longevity did not think about winning, but thought about losing first. It seems that such a preemptive attack is actually a bluff, but a solid defense.

"Sire, I'm alone. I'm afraid I'm not his opponent!" Nie Zhun cried eagerly.

It is rare for a strong man of his level to be so shameless. To say this in public is no different from to admit defeat.

It's just that he really can't figure out Shen Jianxin's attack style, and more importantly, he doesn't want to fight against such strong men without his own interests.

The young man didn't want to annex the Nuzhen Dynasty. They revealed their identity from the beginning. He and the descendants of the golden wolf had no intention of interfering with the imperial power, but just wanted to deal with the blood ancestor.

In the heart of Nie Zhun and many Nuzhen masters, if he wants to deal with Xuezu, let him deal with it! If he doesn't fight against Xuezu, he deserves to die. If he can kill Xuezu, he will relieve the trouble of Nuzhen. Why not?

In other words, the Nuzhen clan experts have no reason to fight with Shen Jianxin.

All of these people are powerful and have the highest martial arts. They attach great importance to their own interests. If the other side is weak, it's all right. Now Shen Jianxin has shown enough strength, they don't have much heart to fight for her majesty Nuzhen.

For a moment, the Jurchen masters on the steps were afraid to see his Majesty's face.

"Saheri, go and take him down!" Nuzhen emperor anger extremely counter static, light way.

Sahelie is the top strong man of Aixinjueluo's cultivation. He has always been loyal to his majesty Nuzhen and dare not disobey him.

As expected, sahelie held his head high and stepped down two steps, but the third step was not moving.

"Sakhali! What do you mean Nuzhen said angrily.

He turned his back to his majesty, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry! I am not more sure than this man. I implore your majesty to take it back. "

"You, you mean, you won't do anything for me?" His majesty Nuzhen was very angry and roared.

Sahelie doesn't say a word, but stares at Shen Jianxin quietly, trying to find enough flaws from the other side.

As a matter of fact, the attitude of sahelie and Nie Zhun has already explained the problem very much. They, who are strong in the realm of longevity, have come to the present situation, and there is no need to bow to the imperial power any more.

Especially when one's life and death are threatened, one will not follow orders.

"Good, good! You are all very well! " Her majesty Nuzhen turned pale with anger, and her eyes were full of hatred and strangeness when she looked at her subordinates.

Shen Jianxin is not interested in paying attention to the inner coax of the Nuzhen people. After looking at SA Helie for a few seconds, he resolutely steps up the steps.

Step by step, step by step. This time, Shen Jianxin walked very slowly, and the speed was similar to that of ordinary people. However, the light of his sword was very powerful, just like the fireworks in the daytime.

When Shen Jianxin passed by, the other side neither attacked nor looked back, but said, "I can give you a chance to talk to your majesty, but if you are not good for your majesty, even if all the people here are dead, you will not be let go!"

Shen Jianxin turned a deaf ear and continued to go up.

Step by step, when he crossed the sides of Nengyan Dusi, Nie Zhun and Wen zhansun, the three strong men who won the top rank of Shoujing were also motionless.

They are neither willing to move nor dare to move, because they, like sahelie, are not sure to deal with the young man in front of them.

What's more, he just wants to go up and have a talk with his majesty. Even if his majesty is not willing to try to rule the public, we can tolerate it.

Step by step, Shen Jianxin continues to step up the steps. He passes through the Jurchen masters, who are like a group of clay carved wooden Buddha statues.

This is the effect of power. As long as you have the power to suppress everything, there will be miracles in the world at any time.

Although Shen Jianxin doesn't like to worship power, power will bring such results.

His majesty Nuzhen's face turned blue and white. Although the guards who were guarding him were well prepared, they could not give his majesty any sense of security.

These guards are just ornaments of style and luxury. They can't stop the young man.

As for the Wangzhang ministers, they were even more helpless. Since they found out that the young man had the ghost like ability to kill those martial arts masters with eyes higher than the top on the steps, they consciously retreated, and then retreated, exposing his Majesty's position to the front.

Probably only those concubines and maids who read gossip are the most fearless, because they know very well that a strong man like that young man will not embarrass them.

And they even believe that this handsome young man should appear in their dreams for a long time.

"What do you want?" Her majesty Nuzhen finally realized that the defense force around her was in vain. She couldn't help asking.

In silence, Shen Jianxin ascended the steps. Finally, he reached the top of the steps and stood on an equal footing with his majesty Nuzhen.

From this angle, it seems that his height is higher than that of his majesty.

"I'm here, of course, to pick up my friends." Shen Jianxin said calmly.

"Then you have done it! You can take them away His majesty, struggling to maintain his poor dignity, angrily scolded.

The cavalry square below had already stopped attacking and retreated to the other side of the square.

They are brave and good at fighting. They are not the magicians who drive away gods and ghosts. When they are faced with more than ten terrible statues of evil gods, their morale is seriously hurt by the unpredictably high battle damage ratio.

Those powerful and invulnerable statues of evil gods seem to be born for mass war. They are killing machines, unconscious and never damaged. If the general did not order the retreat, these monsters could even kill all the cavalry in the square.

Xiong Jingbian and Li Dingguo have joined together. They look very safe under the protection of those evil god statues.

"Actually, I'm here to confirm one more thing." Shen Jianxin said faintly.

"What do you want to confirm?" Nuzhen's majesty frowned and said displeased.

Shen Jianxin chuckled and suddenly put his foot on the ground.

The internal force penetrates directly to the ground, and a shock force ripples from Shen Jianxin's feet and spreads to all directions.

Boom!

Boom!

The whole hall behind the crowd seemed to shake, and the surrounding of her majesty Nuzhen was the first to bear the brunt. Many people were so shaken that they could not stand steadily.

His majesty Nuzhen's body began to shake, and even the canopy on his head began to shake, which was about to fall.

At this time, a big hand held the handle of the canopy and stood firmly on the spot.

This hand, thin and pale, is surprisingly stable. But all the people who saw this scene were very surprised, because they never thought that the owner of this hand could have such strong power.

"Now, I think I should be able to confirm." Shen Jianxin shook his head and sighed.

Because the owner of the hand holding the handle of the umbrella is her majesty Nuzhen himself.