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Anyone who has been provoked several times and interrupted during a rare important gathering will feel very angry.

Gongsun was a little annoyed that Megatron stared at him and was entangled. This time he was disturbed by his enthusiasm. He became uncontrollably angry and decided not to keep his hands.

"The banquet is ruined, why don't I give you a sword dance later.",

Gongsun’s Onee-san sound is still pleasant, but very cold, full of solemn breath, beautiful eyes staring at Megatron, which is almost only the File size of ants in the distance, but the voice does not rush over, majestic magic. From the mature plump body to vent to all directions.

In silence, everything changed. The reinforced concrete buildings were gone, the gorgeous and dazzling glass exterior walls were gone, and the ground was no longer a black asphalt road.

Instead, there is an antique, row upon row of wooden houses, paved with bluestone, enough for twelve carriages parallel to the avenue to lead directly to the Huanghuang Palace, the streets on both sides of the road are neatly planned, and from a distance, you can see the tall khaki city wall with countless tigers and bears. , Fierce, armored soldiers lined up on both sides of the road, maintaining the order of the turbulent crowds on the street, but everyone's eyes, men and women, young and old, are looking at the center of the street, which is shrouded in red gauze. .

Looking down on this ancient city with huge amounts of from a high altitude, you will find that almost all people in the city are gathered around the stage.

"This is···"

Zhao Yun and the assassin were in the red tent. Gongsun didn’t know when he changed into very gorgeous costumes, and he was put on makeup for the two sitting in front of the bronze mirror. However, the attention of the two of them was completely absorbed by the outside world. Attracted by the magnificent city and the dark crowd.

"When future generations talk about Datang, Gongsun Jianwu must have a place, and when they talk about Gongsun Jianwu, they must be Datang."

Gongsun placed the red paper gently on the dressing table, turned his back to the two of them, and said softly:

"This is the most glorious era of Han'er, and it is also the most open era. Even women like slaves can become a symbol of the prosperity of the empire.

Welcome to Datang Chang'an, the most glorious and glorious moment of slavery. "

Inherent Enchantment · Gongsun Sword Dance!

Gongsun is both a swordsman and a dancer. In ancient times, the social status of performers was not high, but Gongsun was one of the few dancers who was closely related to the glorious era of the Tang Dynasty. However, the sword dance is certainly good and can remain in the history books. The next trace is due to the strong and open of Datang.

Gongsun Jianwu was originally a symbol of the glory of the Tang Dynasty.

Gongsun put the emerald flower tin on the center of his eyebrows, and Kuan got up and walked towards the front of the stage. At this time, the red gauze tent fell off automatically.

Deafening, a sound wave with visible ripples in the air blasted into the sky, smashing the clouds in the sky.

Zhao Yun and the assassin changed slightly. Such a battle really shocked their hearts.

However, what is even more amazing is yet to come.

Gongsun danced, the sword power was like a bolt of thunder, which caused ten thousand people to hold their breath, and the sword light was dazzling. It made people think that Da Yi shot down on the 9th, with vigorous and agile dance, like a heavenly imperial dragon, beautiful yet magnificent.

Qiong nose and vermilion lips, chubby dance posture, make people intoxicated. I don't know how long Gongsun received his sword, like the waves of condensed rivers and seas, calm and unnoticeable.

Outside of the inherent barrier, Megatron and Yongdu and others were wondering why the three-foot green front shot from Gongsun when they were missing.

Stupid woman!

Megatron smiled secretly in his heart. Perhaps the speed of Feijian is not slow in the eyes of ordinary people, but in his eyes it is very clear that there is no threat at all. Do you want to make a noise?

Thinking like this, Megatron raised his hand to grab Feijian without any haste, and at the same time the radar turned on at full force, monitoring other directions.

Huh!The other attacks that were expected did not occur, instead, the flying sword that I wanted to definitely grasped easily went straight through his palm, wrist, arm, and chest, and the steel and iron bones were nothing.

A bare hand grabbed the hilt of the sword and floated behind Megatron.

Megatron's expression solidified, and it was too late to say a word, his consciousness vanished, his body dissipated into magic power and was absorbed by the Holy Grail.

Gongsun glanced at Yongdu who hadn't reacted, raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally left without doing anything.

Gongsun saluted Zhao Yun and the assassin:

"Because of the slave's care, I was so upset that I even involved the two of them. The slave hereby apologizes for both of them."

Zhao Yun shook his head slightly, replied the same, and laughed:

"Haha, it doesn't need to be this way. It's enough to be able to see the real sword dance. It's someone who has earned it, and returns with great fun, with great fun."

The assassin replied, earnestly said:

"I've heard about the name of the sword dance for a long time. I saw it today. It's really extraordinary. There is no regret in this life."

The assassin inherited part of the sword dance mantle, but what he got was the scrap. Even the scrap made him the top assassin in the world. I have always wanted to know what the real sword dance is, but I just saw it. When it comes, it is not only the style and genre, but also an era, an era of pride, brilliance, self-confidence, and squinting the world called Datang.

The inherent barrier, Gongsun Jianwu, is not a destructive barrier, or it is harmless when the barrier is unfolded, but when the sword dance is closed, there is also a powerful empire. The will and luck of all.

The first sword Gongsun slashed after the sword dance was not a simple sword. It was a glorious era. Everything a powerful empire possessed was not to say that it was to kill people, but also to kill a country. If it is a small country, you can go down with one sword. Obliterated on the spot.

Those who can pick up this sword are at least national-level or boundary-level treasures, mere Megatron, and they are not qualified.

This kind of killer move Gongsun was originally reserved for the savior, but at the moment it was used to hack Megatron, which shows that Megatron really annoyed Gongsun.

The assassin and Zhao Yun witnessed how Gongsun Yijian was formed. Although they felt the pressure, they did not have much burden.

On the one hand, both of them are not obsessed with the pursuit of the Holy Grail, and there is no psychological urgency. On the other hand, they are also very confident in their own strength, and may not be able to resist this trick, but it does not mean that there is no other way. Method to deal with.

The seventh stage of the Holy Grail War has gone to the second.

"what happened?"

At this moment, all the people in Quill were confused. They only remembered that Megatron reached out to grab a sword, and then disappeared. A beautiful oriental beauty glanced at them and disappeared as well.

Yongdu felt the lost contract and said with an ugly face:

"died."

Drax looked dazed and didn't react.

"what?"

"IamGroot!"

Groot replied blankly, and the other people's expressions changed drastically.

"I'm leaving and never coming again!"

Yongdu turned around and left without looking back. He was extremely determined. He didn't believe in luck. He didn't have the confidence to survive the next time in the same situation.

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