The sword intent is an invisible sword.

This sword starts deep in the hall and pierces the hall gate. The deep true essence of the elder Lishan who has been practicing for hundreds of years is all in it. No matter whether the world is tangible or invisible, it will be cut into pieces by this sword. No matter whether Luo Luo or Chen Changsheng, who was short-striped in front of his chest, could not stop this sword.

The sound of breaking through the air came, and a figure came like thunder and came to the sword.

With a light bang, Komatsu Palace's seemingly unstoppable sword intent was blocked like this!

What shocked everyone in the hall even more was that the one who blocked the sword intent was actually just a pair of palms!

The palms of the hands were shrouded in sword light, and they were shining with a faint golden color, as if they were cast from gold!

There was a dead silence.

There were a series of crackling sounds between the sword intent of the elder Komatsu Palace and the palms of his hands.

The next moment, a series of crackling sounds were made in the night outside the Weiyang Palace!

The sword and palms were still in front of everyone's sight, but the air around seemed to be about to break.

The night outside the hall seemed to have broken.

A buzzing sound!

The formation outside the Weiyang Palace that made the autumn wind unable to enter broke instantly!

The slightly cold night poured in from countless doors and windows, making the robe of teachers and students in the hospitals whistle and whirring. The light of the night pearl seemed to shake at this moment!

The people who were slightly closer to the hall gate fell down one after another, their faces pale and could not breathe, so naturally they could not shout.

What a powerful collision of true energy, what a terrifying impact consequence.

The hall was still silent, with only the sound of the howling night wind.

The sword intent gradually faded.

The palms of the hands were slowly withdrawn.

The owner of the palms was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and an ordinary temperament. The middle-aged man was a little fat and wore a silk shirt full of copper coins. He looked like the most common local rich man in the countryside. He had no sense of a master's demeanor, and he looked particularly inconsistent when standing in the palace.

This ordinary middle-aged man, with just a pair of flesh palms, easily blocked the furious sword of the elder Lishan Xiaomatsugu in the Elder Xiaomatsu!

The middle-aged man withdrew his palm and looked at Komatsumiya deep in the hall. He showed a deep smile on his face, and then retreated behind Luo Luo.

When he stood in front of Luo Luo, he was an ordinary rich man. When he stood behind Luo Luo, he was also an ordinary rich man. He did not show any master's demeanor, nor did he deliberately restrain himself and act as a butler.

Because now he is just an ordinary rich man, he only likes money, especially gold.

But the people in the hall would definitely not think so. People looked at the middle-aged man with shock and confusion.

A man who can compete with the elder Xiaomatsu Palace in the mountains should at least be a person of the level of Mao Qiuyu, the director of the Heavenly Daoyuan. How can he be an ordinary rich man?

The people of the Southern Mission were even more shocked and speechless, especially the young disciples who left the mountain, they could not understand. Even though the uncle of the master was a little casual in his rage, and he had not done his best because he was in the Great Zhou Palace, this middle-aged man could not lose his advantage with just a pair of flesh palms!

Komatsumiya stood behind the table and looked at the middle-aged man at the gate of the hall. His emotions were very complicated. He seemed to remember something, but he was not sure.

A very slight breaking sound rang out.

The sound was very light, and only the disciples who were closest to Feibai could hear it.

Only they could see clearly that a crack appeared on the sword scabbard on the waist of Elder Komatsu Palace!

As ion disciples, how can they not understand what this means?

It's not a confrontation, nor is it not a disadvantage,

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A seemingly ordinary middle-aged man actually beat Elder Komatsu Palace in this competition!

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The hall was silent, and everyone's eyes were on the ordinary middle-aged man behind Luo Luo.

Xu Shiji's face turned pale, and his heart had already stirred up storms. He knew that the female student named Luoluo from the National Education College had a mysterious origin and extraordinary life, but he did not expect that she could conquer such a terrifying powerhouse as her subordinate. Who is that middle-aged man? Who is this little girl named Luoluo?

The robe on Komatsumiya's thin body fluttered gently, which was blown by the night wind outside the hall, and it was also because the hands in his sleeves were trembling slightly.

The previous confrontation was separated in an instant, and there seemed to be no victory or defeat, but he knew that he had lost, and suffered a considerable injury, his meridians were shaken, and his true energy overflowed... But what really shocked him was not the strength of the middle-aged man, but something or someone he vaguely remembered.

Something about that year, someone from that year.

Komatsumiya looked at the middle-aged man with a slight squint, and hesitated, and asked, "You are..."

The middle-aged man stood behind Luo Luo and coughed twice. He could hear that he was also injured in the previous fight.

The cough was very light, and it fell into Komatsumiya's ears, but it was like thunder.

The middle-aged man said, "Yes, it's me."

Komatsumiya's complexion suddenly changed, her old cheeks were as pale as snow, and endless anger surged in her eyes, but she could not hide the deepest palpitations.

"Golden and Jade Rule!"

"How come you are here!"

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The elder of Komatsu Palace was filled with angry and resentful shouts echoed in Weiyang Palace.

Apart from that, there is no sound.

Everyone was stunned. Looking at the middle-aged man's eyes, there was no longer any confusion, only shock or awe.

Gou Hanshi, Guan Feibai and other disciples of Lishan Inner Sect had heard of the biggest hatred of Uncle Master in his life. At this time, his vision of looking at the middle-aged man was extremely complicated.

It is the proud and indifferent Tang Sanshiliu, in \u54

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2c After getting the name Jin Yulu, he was also shocked. He looked at the middle-aged man with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to make sure if he was seeing a real person.

Chen Changsheng knew this middle-aged man. He only knew that this middle-aged man was like a housekeeper around Luo Luo. The meals sent to Baicaoyuan were carefully arranged by this person every day. He had dealt with this person several times, but did not see any special places. He felt... this middle-aged man was very long-winded and looked like an aunt.

The middle-aged man is Jin Changshi in Baicao Garden.

How could Chen Changsheng have thought that this Jin Butler, who looks very much like an aunt, was such a powerful man.

But he had never heard of the name Jin Yulu, so he could not understand the dead silence in the hall and the strange gazes of everyone.

Jin Yulu is a legendary figure in this continent.

When the human race and the demon race joined forces and fought with the demon race for years, he served as a food and grass officer three times.

Food and grass officials are very important. If you miss your time, you may have devastating and painful consequences.

He said that food, grass and weapons can be delivered to the place wherever they are, without any accidents.

Because he said it was the same.

Anyone who questioned his decision had fallen into the wind and snow in the north.

Jin Yulu, the leader of the four great generals of the demon clan.

His Majesty Emperor Taizong of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the imperial pen personally praised: The golden rule!

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Mao Qiuyu, the director of the Tiandaoyuan, sighed lightly and stood up.

King Chenliu had no choice but to stand up.

Mo Yu had a headache, rubbed his eyebrows, and finally stood up.

With Jin Yulu's military qualifications and virtues, he naturally deserves such etiquette. However, for the above-mentioned great figures who know the secrets of Baicao Garden, what is more important is that Jin Yulu has already revealed his identity, so someone naturally needs to show his identity. Since everyone in the hall wants to get up, they might as well get up first.

Tonight's Green Teng Banquet must be recorded in history books.

A moment later, the rest of the people in the hall finally reacted.

Their eyes moved from Jin Changshi to him

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The 90a3 little girls moved very slowly because they were very heavy.

The southern delegation's faces were slightly pale, Guan Feibai was unwilling to accept it, and his breathing became rougher.

Gou Hanshi looked solemn, thinking that he had been in Kyoto.

In the seat of the Tiandaoyuan, Zhuang Huanyu slowly stood up, his eyes full of pain, his body swayed slightly, and he looked a little lost.

From the first night of the Qingteng Banquet, countless people were speculating about the identity of the little girl in the National Education College.

People only know that her origin must be extraordinary and her life experience is mysterious, but no one can guess it.

To be precise, no one dares to guess in that direction.

Tonight, Jin Yulu stood quietly behind the little girl, and her identity was naturally about to emerge.
To be continued...