Chapter 1: The Battle of the Imperial Capital

The sun sets, and the sun sets to melt gold.

Xuanshi climbed the high platform alone, looking down on the world, the territory of the Red Sun Empire was vast and boundless, and the prosperity of the imperial capital was rare in the world, but there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

"Why? I have created a powerful empire, the strength of the empire is in full swing, my army is invincible, and the iron sword in my hand has never met an opponent, but why am I uneasy?" said Xuanshi softly.

A palm-sized leaf tumbled in the air, and then gently fell in front of his eyes, Xuanshi stretched out his palm, and the green leaf fell into his palm, and the leaf surface quickly dried up in a cracked shape, revealing a line of small words: The red sun is sinking in the west!

Who is so capable of pretending to be a god and playing tricks? Xuanshi's heart was shocked, and he suddenly thought of the reason for his uneasiness: one day, the Red Sun Empire will sink to the west like the sunset on the horizon, and perhaps, it will sink in front of his eyes!

The green leaves quickly withered and yellowed, so the few small words disappeared, and the Xuanshi crushed the leaves and walked down the high platform.

The red sun on the horizon slowly sank in the west, and his heart was full of inexplicable unease.

The black-clad armor man stepped forward, "General, it's time to go home." They said.

Xuanshi clenched the Xuantie sword in his hand, "I'm too careful, no one can defeat the empire, and the world will be peaceful from now on." He thought.

Three months later, a big change.

On the night of the imperial capital, the wind and rain were bleak.

The black-clothed Xuanshi stood in front of the General's Mansion, and the icy night rain kept flowing from his face to his neck, but he didn't feel the slightest coldness.

The tall General's Mansion in front of him gradually blurred in his eyes, like a dream, everything seemed to be just a dream, and soon he would be far away.

Countless masters are marching towards the General's Mansion, and the glorious days of Xuanshi, who is the highest general of the empire, will be gone forever.

The Empire no longer needs a courtier like him.

Everything is changing too fast.

The emperor used to respect him, but now he is afraid of him and wants to get rid of him, as the number one master of the Red Sun Empire, he has many privileges, he can bring a sword to the court, he can kill ministers in front of the emperor, he is also in charge of the most powerful army in the empire, and no one has more power than him.

The emperor is his third brother, and the empire was defeated by him and his second brother Qingxuan.

The three of them worshipped as brothers with different surnames, Xuanshi ranked first, Qingxuan second, and Xiao Wuji, the monarch of the dynasty, ranked third.

Twenty years ago, the magic continent was in chaos, large and small countries were at war, the three of them started from scratch, Xuanshi relied on his martial arts and prestige to form a powerful paladin army to sweep the Quartet, the great magician Qingxuan also formed a powerful magic army for the Red Sun Empire to lay down half of the country, and the monarch Xiao Wuji sat in the imperial capital and was responsible for all the deployments in the rear.

Now the territory of the Red Sun Empire is vast and boundless, and the world is peaceful, but ...... They are no longer a piece of iron.

"No one can defeat the empire, but she is no longer able to build a powerful empire. Master Xuan said softly.

What he didn't expect was that his brilliant life had just begun.

He dismissed everyone, his wife had died in the war, and a pair of children, Xuanyun Xuanyue, were now by his second brother Qingxuan's side, and he no longer had any worries in the imperial capital.

Maybe only Qing Xuan can save the situation, but Qing Xuan is far away.

Master Xuan sighed heavily, the will of heaven is like this, there is nothing to do, the General's Mansion in front of him is like smoke in his eyes.

He turned around and walked forward against the wind and rain, and the tall general's mansion collapsed in his heart, and with it the mighty Red Sun Empire.

The white gorgeous carriage appeared in front of him through the confused night rain, the Xuanshi stopped, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the crisp voice of the little prince Xiao Langyue came into his ears.

"General, where are you going?" he asked.

Master Xuan closed his eyes, countless masters in the distance were pressing towards this direction, the monarch seemed to be fully prepared, the masters recruited from near the imperial capital had arrived, if he left during the day, the emperor would not dare to stop him, because he knew the skills of the master Xuan.

But the Xuanshi did not leave for a long time, and the monarch was secretly frightened, the tiger did not hurt people, and people were harmful to the tiger's heart, and he had to get rid of this tiger before he could feel at ease.

"The world is so big, everywhere is not where I can go. Master Xuan replied.

"General, I want you to promise me one thing, no matter where you go in the future, you will not do anything to harm the Red Sun Empire, can you promise me?" asked the prince.

Master Xuan shook his head, "He asked you to come for questioning, go back and tell him that I am used to it and do not want to be restrained in any way." He said.

The prince sighed softly, "Why are you leaving now, General?" he asked.

"I want to wait for his apology, and at the same time I want to tell him that no one in this world can stop me, and if I want to leave, it doesn't matter how many people I send!" replied Master Xuan, and the empty voice was heard in all directions.

The prince said no more, and the carriage turned and left, and soon disappeared into the confusion of the night.

"Xiao Wuji, from now on, the relationship between you and me will be cut in two, the great Red Sun Empire, I don't want to see you become a sunset in the west, so I have to choose to leave. Master Xuan said softly, the black Xuantie Sword in his hand glowed with cold light.

There were thunderstorms in the sky, lightning pierced the darkness of the night, heavy rain poured down, a rain of arrows fell in the sky, Xuanshi raised his head, the magician flew all over the sky, and one after another magic arrows shot down in the air, exploding around him, blooming beautiful sparks.

I don't know when, Xiao Wuji actually established a mysterious magic army, Master Xuan shook his head, the army of the imperial capital has always been personally commanded by the monarch, and to deal with him, a general, only by mobilizing the imperial capital army can people be reassured.

By the darkness of the night, Xuanshi quickly walked through the rain, no arrow could hurt him, no arrow could stop his steps, he raised his sword and went straight to the west gate, and the head flashed in the darkness.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the rain flows down the street, the Xuanshi does not walk the alley, only the avenue, the black-clothed warriors pour out from both sides, they are silent one by one, just take out the sword, the magician in the air is helpless, in the dark night, the rain is pouring down, they can't see clearly, only hear the sound of the intersection of weapons below.

Master Xuan's heart was like water, both sides were in black clothes and black armor, but there was no chaos at all, everything was in order. He sighed in his heart, these black-clothed warriors were extraordinary, but they were vulnerable in front of him, who was known as the number one holy swordsman in the world, and he had experienced a hundred battles, whether he fought alone or in the battlefield, he had never been defeated.

Turning a street, the black-clothed warrior quietly dispersed, and the five black-clothed men in front of him stood as silent as a mountain, a powerful murderous aura rushed straight towards him, he gasped, "Ten Swords of the Imperial Capital!" he asked.