I Am a Magic Sword Chapter 253: Yundu Rebellion

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"General Chen, you, you are not, are you joking with your subordinates?"

Qiu Yiming stammered...It's really too precious what the seventeenth shot.

"Will I be kidding you?" Seventeen separated the booklet, grabbed one side with both hands, and then tore it hard.

Failed to tear...

He is holding the original "Yunding Jue", which was made by the ancestors of the Yun family with unknown animal skins.

Seventeen curled his lips in embarrassment, focusing on the profound meaning of power with his hands, and then the book was slowly torn in half under the brute force of Seventeen.

Qiu Yiming, who witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, has his face twisted together following the cracking of "Yunding Jue"!

"Hiss~"

"What's your expression?" Seventeen shook his head, and threw the first half of "Yunding Jue" into Qiu Yiming's hands. "This is a prepaid reward!"

"This..." Qiu Yiming was holding half of the "Cloud Ding Jue" in his hand, his hands trembling.

"Remember, before the Black Dragon Legion comes to Yundu, even if you don’t come back, you must at least let Zhou Guo be qualified to negotiate with me." Seventeen continued, "Wait for Zhou Guo to come. , If you have not yet arrived, I will put the second half of the book in the banyan tree cave next to the pavilion in my house. If I am no longer there, you can pick it up by yourself. If the people from Zhou are not here, you I haven't completed my entrustment, so the first volume will be my gift to you! It's for your loyalty in recent time."

"The subordinates will definitely complete the general's entrustment!"

Qiu Yiming's words are definitely from the heart.

Among them are the loyalty to Seventeen and the eager desire for "Yunding Jue".

Qiu Yiming felt his whole body heat up, and his true essence circulated turbulently. As long as the seventeenth led him, he would desperately drive his life!

"I'm running out of time, these are all external things, you understand!"

"Subordinates understand!" Qiu Yiming completely believed in Seventeen. Only then did he wake up a little bit. He is now full of doubts and curiosity. Seventeen's orders made him feel like, " There is something unclear, why did you not want to do this, not the general?"

"Make her feel better in the future!"

Following Seventeen's gaze, Qiu Yiming looked at the palace.

The affair between the Seventeenth and the current Queen's Majesty has long been raging, and Qiu Yiming knows his relationship with the Lan family better than ordinary people.

"This trip is a long journey. This is a thousand spiritual stones. Remember to add on the road. I don't want you to run to death halfway!" Seventeen stuffed him with a space ring and joked, "The first in history to run Dead congenital master, think about it, it’s quite interesting, at least I’ll leave my name."

"Thank you General General!" Qiu Yiming ignored Seventeen's joke, but said sincerely, "Sir General considerate."

In ten days, running back and forth between the two countries is difficult even for the innate late masters.

If Qiu Yiming tried his best to run, without any supplement, he might really die halfway.

But even if he might run to death, he is willing to fight like this!

"It's getting late, you go!"

As soon as the seventeenth chapter finished, Qiu Yiming disappeared in front of him. He raised his head and watched Qiu Yiming's figure in the sky getting smaller and smaller, and suddenly disappeared.

Chen Hao sighed in the magic sword: "The first time I found that guy is so strong!"

"Yes!"

"But who will let you have enough capital!"

Seventeen whispered: "Master Sword Spirit!"

"Huh?"

"Hungry recently? Someone seems to entertain you!"

"Do I need to thank them?"

"No, just let me thank you!" Seventeen lightly sighed, "I just hope that Yi Renhao will not participate, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Brothers? Brothers, I've seen them a long time ago!"

On this day, Seventeen went to visit Master Liu of Wudao Pavilion.

On the fifth day of Qiu Yiming's departure, the weather was gloomy, and heavy snow floated again, and Shiqi was leaning against the palace wall holding the scarlet blood.

Snow fell on him, gradually covering his figure.

He is very familiar with this process of being slowly covered with snow and ice, and even misses it a little.

He felt the ground shaking, and the snow on his body was shaken so that it slipped from him. He opened his eyes and saw the closed door of the Hall of Nourishment.

The guards at the gate of the palace also noticed that something was wrong, and looked nervously at the flames skyrocketing in the distance.

Seventeen holding the Scarlet Blood Sword, slowly walked out of the shadow, and the snow on his body gradually melted away.

"I have seen the General!" When the guards saw Seventeen, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

The appearance of Seventeen made them a lot easier.

"There may be a battle later, you have to be careful!"

"Subordinates understand!"

Seventeen heard the killing of the two armies, and knew that Xu Sihai had already dealt with Yi Renhao.

Xu Sihai led 90,000 elite soldiers on the battlefield, enough to withstand the Imperial Guard led by 180,000 Yi Renhao!

Looking at the dense numbers of masters flying in the sky, Seventeen had to sigh that there are so many masters on the other side.

Two masters in the world-breaking world led the team, followed by seven innate masters.

The two Heaven-Breaking Realm masters are only strong and the other weak from the leaked breath.

The strong one is stronger than Yun Feitian, it may have just reached the middle stage of Breaching Heaven Realm, and weaker than Yun Feitian, it should be the early stage of Breaching Heaven Realm.

The seven innate masters behind are all innate pinnacles.

Seventeen didn't care about the congenital pinnacle masters at all. He looked at the two Heaven-Breaking Realm masters. If they went together, Seventeen would really feel tricky.

However, he also has a helping hand.

"Lao Zhang, please do me a favor!"

"This is probably my last shot!" An old man walking trembling, with white hair, and pale skin as if he had albinism, slowly walked out the side door of the Hall of Nourishment, "I hope General Chen will keep his promise , To fulfill my last wish of the old man!"

"I will keep my promise!"

"Hope!" Zhang Lao cast a deep look at Seventeen with gray and muddy eyes. "Even if you don't agree, I will choose to do it, just for the Yun family, the girl. After all, she is still the queen!"

Lao Zhang's appearance is unusually abrupt.

He appeared after the Seventeenth Killed Yun Feitian.

According to him, his real name is Zhang Erwa...Don't laugh, he is called this name himself.

When he said the name, he was smiling, his face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and his bare gums were exposed.

He was born as a commoner, and his ancestors were farmers for generations. Later, his hometown suffered a fierce famine, and his parents sold his second son to the palace.

After he was cleaned, he worked as a errand in the palace, learned to read and write, and practiced some superficial skills. Later, when the people in the palace saw him working carefully and carefully, he was transferred to the library.

Lao Zhang worshipped a master in the library, and stayed there for nearly two hundred years.

In the beginning, when he broke through to the congenital stage in his sixties, everyone did not pay attention. It's a fluke, this potential is so bad that you can imagine it!

But when the royal family of Nanyun Kingdom noticed him later, they discovered that two hundred years have passed...In the two hundred years, no one noticed him, let alone when he was Break through to the world-breaking realm.

The library of the imperial palace is heavily guarded and extremely closed. It exceeds the prison. The food is delivered by the guards at the entrance through the cave.

In the library, each person is responsible for a separate room area, and they are not allowed to connect with each other. For many years, they hardly communicate with anyone.

In the past two hundred years, the management of Cangshuge has changed a few times, and ordinary eunuchs have been changed more frequently. After all, most eunuchs do not live long!

They had noticed this senile old man, but they didn't even think about how old he was, because he was not the only old man in the library.

The rules are strict, and it is impossible for them to ask how old others are.