Chapter 216: Xuanyuan 1 Meridian, Peak Technique

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Provocation!

This was the most direct provocation.

It seems that the United States has never suffered such humiliation since the founding of the People's Republic.

Terrorists had shocked the world by destroying the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in New York City and attacking the Pentagon, but the impact of that incident was not as great as it had been this time.

To some extent, this was the first time an Eastern super agent had begun to reveal the secrets of the Dark World to ordinary people around the world.

Even though this so-called inside story was just a person's name.

This was a man who was provoking the secret service of the entire United States.

It's not a terrorist attack, it's not a street rampage. It's a mess.

Such a high-profile, reckless stand in front of the CBS noon news cameras threatening to kill an American X-class expert.

This kind of crazy behavior only meant one thing.

This was the highest-profile declaration of war.

The young X-class agent from the Divine Continent Empire in front of the camera wanted a war.

Location, right here in the United States.

"Madman! This madman, what did he do? This damn bastard!"

Inside the FBI Director's office, Quincuneil's fingers trembled violently as he pointed at the screen in front of him.

Dracula Cook sat on the sofa, expressionlessly drinking coffee. He narrowed his eyes and looked unfathomable. The other ten men and women standing in Quincuneil's office were all shuddering as they greeted each other. The atmosphere in the office was terrifyingly dull and depressing, making it hard to breathe.

Apart from Dracula Cook, there were a total of eleven people in Quincuneil's office. Eight men and three women. The current FBI was definitely a major expert with an average strength of SSS class. However, these people were standing here without the slightest bit of expert demeanor. All of them lowered their heads in fear and did not say a word.

Quincuneil hadn't been in charge of the FBI for long, However, his methods were gloomy and ruthless. In the shortest possible time, he had weakened the influence of his predecessor, General Raymond, and established his absolute authority. The FBI did not respect any expert who had the qualifications to approach him from the bottom of their hearts, but they still had enough fear towards him in their hearts.

Not long after, almost everyone knew how cruel and tyrannical this normally gentle boss was.

Just now, When Quincuneil called to ask the various departments to cooperate in investigating the X-class agent of the Divine Boat Empire called Lin Xiaocao, The other party's influence directly appeared on the television. A short sentence let more than ten countries and regions around the world know the name Quincuneil. Then, the sixty-sixth floor of CBS headquarters collapsed. In that instant, how much blood and bones were buried?

At least for now, no one can give an exact number.

However, almost everyone knew that the Eternal Spear, Kungun, was in big trouble this time.

"I admire that eastern man called Lin Xiaocao very much. This is simply too crazy. Kungu, he has blocked all our escape routes. We have no other choice."

In a deathly silent silence, Dracula Cook put down the coffee in his hand and stood up to glance at the eleven leading experts of the FBI. His voice was hoarse and indifferent as he said, "Everyone, the lives of at least a thousand people just now have proved that this is not a drill. The war is approaching. Since Lin Xiaocao wants a war, then let's give him a war!" In America, we are fearless! "

"It's Little Grass's voice."

In the hotel room, the TV was on.

Almost all TV channels in the United States were frantically broadcasting the scene of the mysterious man from the East slaughtering CBS and standing in front of the camera, chattering endlessly about the collapse of the CBS headquarters.

The perfectly spoken Mandarin of the Divine Boat Empire appeared on every television station in the United States, and even on news channels in many other countries, almost shaking the entire world.

The woman in red, with her eyes closed, sat quietly on the bed and whispered as she listened to the voice on the TV.

"He's playing big this time. Big sister, should we stay and help him?"

Behind the red-clothed woman, a delicate and handsome woman with an exceptionally hot figure helped her comb her long black hair. She asked softly with a worried expression in her eyes.

"It's time to go. If we stay any longer, I'm afraid it'll be a bit troublesome."

The red-clothed woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she did not open her eyes. Her tone was somewhat regretful as she said, "Your strength is not enough. Grandpa is also leaving. We don't have much time to delay. Pack up and return to Kunlun immediately. Don't worry, the Outer Guild will follow Xiao Cao. When necessary, he will take action."

"Sister, why did the old man appear here, and why did he follow Xiao Cao?"

The beautiful woman hesitated for a moment and asked curiously.

"To find someone."

Before the red-clothed woman could speak, a slightly aged voice sounded at the door, "Find a Martial Uncle who has been missing for a long time. He has something very important in his hand. It should be said that it is very important to my Junior Brother."

Wang Xuanwu, who personally killed Williams last night, walked into the room with his lunch. He placed it on the table and said softly.

"Grandfather, Little Grass is not your little junior brother. He has always called you Grandfather!"

The woman in red blushed slightly and said softly.

Wang Xuanwu chuckled, "My master is Xuanyuan Longhu, and Xiaocao's master is also Xuanyuan Longhu. What is he if he isn't my junior brother?"

"But this relationship is too messy."

The woman in red said helplessly.

"They call each other by their own names. It's nothing."

Wang Xuanwu shook his head and said indifferently.

The red-clothed woman did not say anything further. After a moment of silence, she continued to ask, "Grandfather, will your Martial Uncle really appear?"

This time, it was Wang Xuanwu's turn to remain silent.

He and Lin Xiaocao's master, Xuanyuan Longhu, had already passed away when they were over a hundred years old. As Xuanyuan Longhu's junior brother, how young could they be?

An old man who had been missing for decades.

I don't know if he's still alive.

"How do I know if I don't try? Little Cao has caused too much trouble this time, but it's equivalent to helping him indirectly. If my Martial Uncle is still alive, then he might still know about Little Cao. In this world, I'm afraid only Little Cao can lure him out now."

"Twenty years ago, I secretly followed Fuxing and Ye Liu-Li for three years. I thought that Ye Liu-Li could attract him to appear, but he never appeared. This time, I hope Xiao Cao's luck is good enough. If my Martial Uncle appears, why would I need to revive my research on the Royal Family's No.3 Medicine? Why should he turn to the illusory Eye of Horus? No matter what, this is also a way to solve Little Grass's physical problems. I have to try it. "

After a long moment of silence, Wang Xuanwu sighed lightly and stroked Linglong's hair. He said softly, "You should return to Kunlun as soon as possible. There's no need to worry about things here. It's fine."

Northern Royal Family Headquarters.

On the fierce arena.

The plain-clothed emperor held the wooden box sent by the Eye of Horus in his hand. He sat on the stairs and looked at the unstable sea with a calm expression.

"What are you thinking?"

The sound of the waves in the distance rang out.

Around the Xuanyuan Stage was a faint fragrance. A cold and holy woman who looked like a fairy descended from the mortal world quietly walked to the Emperor's side. She stretched out a tender white hand and casually grabbed the Emperor's short hair. She asked curiously.

In recent years, the increasingly silent emperor seemed to have returned to his original nature, but the faint majesty of his actions became more and more obvious. Even Empress Xia Qinwei rarely played around with her husband in her spare time, except for the sentiments between the beds.

On the 70,000 square kilometers of land beneath her feet, there was probably only one woman who could treat the emperor so casually. She could do whatever she wanted, grabbing her hair and pinching her nose.

For more than twenty years, she had never changed. Her heart was pure as a virgin, and she did not provoke dust.

She was a woman who lived for the emperor, As if destined, she had given all of her best to her own men. She had followed the Emperor for more than twenty years. In the vast harem, she seemed to be the one who had never fought against the world. She never took the initiative to provoke others. She quietly accompanied her husband and daughter. She had no desire or desire, but she had unknowingly obtained more.

The imperial family had an incomparably talented Empress Xia Qinwei, a dignified Prime Minister Chen Hualou, a domineering and invincible Ye Liu-li, a mythical Tang Xin who had never been defeated in the shopping mall, and a diligent and talented Doctor of Nuclear Physics Sun Qing-ying.

Every beauty beside the emperor was unique in their respective fields and possessed a world-shining charm. However, if the emperor was asked who the emperor loved the most for most of his life, everyone who understood the imperial family would probably answer without hesitation.

Huangfu understood.

Royal Little Princess Wang Jinxiu's mother.

In terms of martial power, she was inferior to Ye Liu-li, in terms of strength, she was inferior to Xia Qin-wei, in terms of calmness and grandeur, she was inferior to Chen Hua-lou, in terms of intelligence and intelligence, she was inferior to Tang Xin, and in terms of professionalism, she was far inferior to Sun Qing.

Many people thought that the reason why she was most favored by the Emperor was because of her unique appearance and temperament, but only a few people knew that Huangfu Lingxi was the closest to the Emperor among the few women accompanying the Emperor.

Whether it was his body or his heart.

She was like the dream of every man, overwhelming. She was like an elder sister, like a wife, like a lover, like a confidante, like a younger sister. She was obedient but seemed to not eat fireworks. She had been deeply rooted in the Emperor's heart for more than twenty years, but she was still gentle and illusory, like an illusory dream.

"Thinking about Xiaocao, thinking about myself, thinking about you too."

The Emperor raised the box in his hand and fell silent. He pulled Huangfu Lingxi's hand and let her sit beside him. He held her in his arms and greedily sniffed the natural body fragrance emanating from her body. He smiled and said, "Do you think there will be a woman in Little Grass's life, just like you would appear in my life, helping him defend against tribulation and increase his luck?"

"I don't know."

Huangfu Lingxi obediently shook his head, "Who is it?"

"I don't know either."

The Emperor laughed and said with an odd expression, "If there really is this person, she should be almost forty years old this year."

He seemed to have thought of something interesting, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he suppressed the smile that had already reached his lips.

"That's much bigger than grass. It's not suitable. I still think that embroidery is more suitable for him."

Huangfu Lingxi sat up straight and looked at the Emperor with a serious expression.

"Who knows."

The Emperor sighed with emotion, "Fate this thing..."

He held the box in his hand tightly and tapped it lightly, as if he was hesitating.

"You …"

Huangfu Lingxi hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Are you not taking me and Sagittarius to the United States?"

"Go."

The Emperor smiled and nodded. He touched his lover's head and said, "However, a few days later, Little Grass will make a big commotion in the United States. It should attract someone else to appear. If I appear too early, the other party will probably have a grudge. However, Second Uncle is already in the United States. If someone else really appears, Second Uncle should be able to stop him and talk to each other."

"Everyone gets what they need?"

Huangfu Lingxi changed his position and lay more comfortably on the Emperor's suspicions.

"Yes, we each get what we need."

The Emperor nodded, "Liu-Li had already become an X-class expert when she was twenty years old. Little Grass was twenty-three years old this year, and she was already at the peak of the X-class. Other than the two of them, the youngest X-class was in their thirties. Aren't you surprised?"

"I didn't think about it."

Huangfu Lingxi shook his head and said lazily.

The Emperor smiled. "Such a person, As a rule of thumb, Not much, But for decades, It's not hard to see a dozen or eight, Over the years, only glass and grass had appeared, The reason is complicated, The first is innate talent, This is the threshold, Most of them were eliminated first, Then there was the difficulty of the training, Little Grass trained from childhood to adulthood, Even if you're an X-class expert now, It's hard to imagine, Survival rate is less than 1%, Then, it was the method, Although Xiao Cao's training method was close to death, But in terms of strength, Actually, it's very sophisticated, "It can be said to be vast and profound. There are too many. I'm not very clear about it. This is the secret of the Xuanyuan bloodline. Back then, our Wang Clan's first great law enforcer, Xuanyuan Long Hu, left behind most of the fragments. As a result, Liu-Li was created. The real complete piece was used on the grass. Thus, the current War God Lin Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan bloodline are be respected."

"But the grass is very dangerous. It may die."

Huangfu Lingxi buried her little face in the Emperor's embrace and whispered.

"That's why Second Uncle went to the United States. How could the Xuanyuan bloodline leave behind a deadly training method? Xiao Cao's body was actually salvageable. However, back then, Xuanyuan Longhu had mastered training methods, and the method to save people was in the hands of one of his junior brothers. Now that Second Uncle was heading to the United States, he intended to squat down on him and exchange the full version of the training for the full version of the rescue article. This was the core technique of the Xuanyuan Clan. The other party had no reason to refuse. "

The Emperor gently stroked Huangfu Lingxi's hair and lowered his head to kiss her tender face. Seeing the woman in his arms trying to wipe her saliva but afraid of being angry, he laughed and said, "We will go to America in a few days to see what kind of storm the grass can cause in America."

Sunshine.

The villa.

Flowers.

Lounge chair.

The old man.

Tea fragrance.

Beauty.

This is the suburb of the capital of a small African country.

In the warm sunset sun, an old man in front of the flowers in the villa was lying comfortably on a reclining chair. Facing the blooming flowers in front of him, he snorted happily at the charming Peking Opera.

Beside him, a beautiful woman around thirty years old was making tea. Her movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water. Clear water poured into the tea that was just cooked. The rich fragrance of the tea seemed to be tangible and instantly covered the small courtyard.

"Master, drink tea."

The beautiful woman respectfully handed the first cup of tea to her master, her voice gentle and calm.

The old man took a sip of the teacup and closed his eyes. He sighed softly and smiled, "Not bad. I thought you were going to be unable to sit still, but the taste of the tea is still as delicious as before. This is not like the tea made by an impatient person. Why, do you not want to move?"

"We haven't confirmed the authenticity yet, so what if we don't move?"

The beautiful woman who seemed to have been plated with a golden rim like a goddess laughed softly in the sunshine. Her voice was as calm and gentle as ever, just like her temperament. It was as calm and elegant as if it was emitted from her bones. In this world, countless worldly worlds were disturbed one after another, as if nothing could break her tranquil mood.

"Not moving is always fake. Only by moving can it be true."

The old man smiled meaningfully and said, "Also … Lin Xiaocao, this name is very interesting. Have you seen the news?"

"I've seen it."

The beautiful woman replied quietly.

"That's the spirit, Lin Xiaocao, Lin Xuanyuan, They were all in their twenties, The latter seriously injured the Emperor, Kill the Skull and Bones Guardian ghost, Kill American Super General Raymond, The former was heavily injured, "Killing Williams, killing Rodrigues, and killing Li Hughes Alpha, if they don't know the inside story, they will naturally think that they are both absolute martial arts geniuses. However, to both of us, this is too unrealistic. A genius is real, but killing X at the age of twenty is like killing chickens and dogs. That's not realistic at all, let alone two people."

The old man paused for a moment before continuing to laugh, "If I'm not mistaken, Lin Xiaocao and Lin Xuanyuan, these two are basically the same person!"

"Battle God Lin Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan, ha, this name is even more interesting. In martial arts, you can reach the limits of the human body in your twenties. Tell me, what method did he use?"

The beautiful woman was silent, her hands holding the teapot stopped in the air, her eyes slightly fluctuating.

"Xuanyuan bloodline, peak technique!"

The old man was silent for a moment before giving an answer.

The woman's palm trembled slightly, and her short sentence seemed to completely break through her perfect state of mind.

"Furthermore, judging from his strength and age, this brat must have already reached the peak of his cultivation. Tsk tsk, he's only in his twenties. He's really crazy. A little lunatic like him who isn't afraid of death can be considered to have a personality."

The old man sighed softly. He turned his head to look at his disciple and smiled, "How is it? Do you want to move this time? If you go late, you might not have a chance. I believe that a person like him will die in the next second, even if he just appeared on the news. How many years have it been since he saw the peak of the peak technique?"

"Go."

The woman said softly. A simple word weighed more than Qianjun.

The old man nodded slightly and waved his hand. He sighed and said, "That brat's killing intent is too heavy. He's going to become a devil. You can do it yourself."

The woman gave a kindness and waited for a while. Her master only waved her hand casually. She sighed softly in her heart and put down the teapot. She stood up and bowed slightly to the old man on the reclining chair before directly leaving.

Behind her was the warm and gentle afterglow of the setting sun.

In front of him was pitch-black darkness.