More feathered arrows participated in the rain of arrows, but it was not spectacular, it just seemed very cold and cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ziran glanced back at the carriage, but he didn't speak.

Swords and swords swung and slashed down a field of feather arrows, none of which could break through the lines laid by the swords, and all fell in front of the carriage.

But the rain of arrows is just the beginning.

A few months ago, in the ruined city where Ziran and Ah Qi first met, Ah Qi brought out more than a dozen knights with a high realm from the Sleepless Mountain, among which the strongest knight leader had already reached the top of the sea of return, and he was only one step away from stepping into Tongyou.

However, when such a large number of powerful knights fought against the wanderers who were controlled by the ghost walkers, although they won the final victory, all of them ran out of energy, and even several were seriously injured.

Although the strength of ordinary people is not as strong as that of cultivators, they are also not to be underestimated, especially before Ziran crosses that boundary and truly enters the path of cultivation, it is difficult for them to deal with such a situation.

The old horse was not a war horse, but it was not too frightened, only snorted slightly, kicked its front hooves a little uneasily, and looked at the woods on both sides, and its tail kept flicking.

Ziran approached the old horse and slapped it twice on the neck, not to comfort him, but to encourage him and convey the plan.

Judging from the previous rain of arrows, there were at least thirty archers in the woods, not to mention other opponents, and in this situation, they could only choose to escape.

There was more agitation in the woods, and people began to come out from both sides of the road.

Ziran didn't hesitate, slapped the horse's buttocks heavily, the old horse let out a high-pitched neigh, the mane around his neck stood up proudly, where was still half old, it took four hooves, and the carriage rushed forward like a bolt of lightning.

Suddenly, there were bursts of smoke and dust in front of the official road, and the heavy footsteps and solid shields hit the ground, and the yellow smoke and dust were extremely blinding.

A line of shields appeared on the official road ahead.

Merry lifted the corner of the curtain of the carriage, and Yuexiu looked out the window with a pale face, and he saw the two young men running forward after the carriage.

A gray cloth ribbon covered with oil and dust appeared in Ziran's hand, and he tied the long knife with his right hand at great speed.

This is the second time Yuexiu has seen this cloth belt, but Ranchuan has seen it three times.

Ziran's speed increased suddenly, and he overtook the carriage and came to the front.

The oncoming wind breeze blew on his cheeks, and no expression could be seen.

He held the blade of the iron knife in his left hand, and then pulled, and the blood instantly wet the entire palm, constantly overflowing from his fingers, but it was all stuck to his hand and did not drip to the ground.

The blood-stained iron knife instantly turned red, not only because of the color of the blood, but also because of the high temperature.

Ziran waved his left hand vigorously, and the blood on his hand flew in the air, and then sprinkled in the woods on both sides of the official road, and suddenly the blood began to smoke, and the trees stained with blood began to become scorched and withered, as if they had lost water in an instant, and the temperature in the woods began to rise in a straight line, but this was only the beginning.

The long knife in Ziran's hand instantly burned, and at the same time, the woods on both sides of the official road also burned, and the fire spread instantly, and the woods turned into a sea of fire.

There was a faint cry of terror in the woods, and in fact there were many more people who were burned to char before they could make a sound.

Ziran's face remained unchanged, and he came to the shield wall in front of the official road at an extremely fast speed, and the long knife burning with blazing flames slashed down in a fearless posture.

In fact, Ziran had already guessed something, he just didn't dare to believe it, or he didn't want to believe it, but what he didn't believe didn't mean it wasn't true.

The long knife like flames fell on the solid shield wall, and the shield wall did not collapse directly as imagined, but because the knife trembled a little, there was a lot of dust sprayed in the gaps in the middle of the shield wall composed of countless shields, and the smoke was filled, which was particularly spectacular.

The slash he used so much power was not without effect, but fortunately he prepared for the worst.

Suddenly a cold spear appeared between the gaps in the dust, and then stabbed out.

The moment Han Mang appeared, Ziran had already left the shield wall, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the black shields that looked like gold and wood, and sighed slightly in his heart.

Sure enough, it was someone in the army.

This is naturally and can only be the army of Great Sun City.

Of course, this is what His Majesty the Emperor meant.

The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, but Ziran is not a minister, and the emperor of Yang is not his king, and he doesn't want to die.

But as one of the most powerful countries in the world, even a powerful existence like Evernight Mountain has to give it three points, and as its emperor, Chrysostom Yuyan, he wants Ziran and others to die, where will there be a hiding place for them in the whole world?

Ziran suddenly felt a little tired, he pinched the bridge of his nose with his left hand, and his breathing became heavy.

Countless fiery breaths erupted from the pores of his body, and his clothes began to dry and quietly become brittle.

The moisture in the air is rapidly draining, and the temperature is constantly rising, as if it is about to burn, but in fact, those trees stained with Ziran's blood are constantly burning at the moment, the fire is spreading, and both sides of the official road are like a sea of fire.

He walked in the midst of fire.

A clear and sharp meaning suddenly appeared in the dry air, and a sword quietly appeared.

The sword looks ordinary, it's a little longer than an ordinary sword, and you can't see anything else distinctive, but this sword is so eye-catching, even among the ten thousand swords, it's still the most distinctive one, unreasonable but reasonable.

Countless clear and sharp sword intents filled the air, and then came in front of the black shield wall.

The black shield wall was impenetrable, moving slowly but surely forward.

The sword intent gradually dissipated, but the air seemed to be drier.

The black shield wall was covered with sword marks, and the sword marks were mottled and intertwined, and it looked messy, but every black shield that formed the shield wall was still neat, and none of the shields were broken by those sword intents.

Zi Ran understood that this was the method used by people to fight against the cultivators who had been favored by fate, and such a method was so powerful that it would make them desperate.

But Ziran did not despair at the moment, because he was still prepared.

The black shield can block most of the power below the Secret Realm, even the Secret Realm will become desperate when facing this black shield wall, even the flames from the blood of the Golden Crow in Ziran's body can't burn these shields, it seems, these shields are like the power of a complete cultivator.

It is these black shields that make up the shield wall, but behind the shields are people, ordinary people.

Shields can block the onslaught of power, but there are still many things that can't be stopped.

For example, temperature, for example, air.

……

The emperor is not in the court, and the throne in the court is a position that everyone looks up to and covets, and after sitting for a long time, he will be annoyed and tired.

The emperor in the imperial study sat on the dragon chair, but he did not deal with the music, but looked at the man who was kneeling on the ground not far from the desk.

"I." His Majesty the Emperor said, then he paused and said, "Lonely." ”

"Everybody says the throne is the best, and that's because they haven't sat on it." The emperor said calmly, this is not a mockery, but an elaboration, as if he is reasoning.

"I am not me, there are thousands of me in the world, but there is only one me, lonely and lonely, lonely."

"Your Majesty, there are only courtiers, and I have enough courtiers, but I only want a friend."

"The throne is not so easy to sit on."

The emperor's words have already been finished.

"Your Majesty, it is difficult for the ministers to obey their orders." The man who knelt on the ground raised his head, the man had a beard all over his face, and he looked extremely sloppy, but his eyes were very clean, there was a slight chill in his calm eyes, and there was even more fierceness in the depths, this person was Luo Kun.

"That's how you want to leave?" The Emperor asked.

"The minister has made up his mind." Luo Kun replied calmly.

The emperor looked at Luo Kun and sighed slightly, he said: "From the beginning when you came in, I knew what you meant by coming, I preemptively said so much, it was still in vain. ”

"If the minister is left by His Majesty like this, His Majesty will not keep the minister." Luo Kun said with a smile.

"You haven't said anything about Yuexiu, it seems that you are still waiting for me to help you say it." The Emperor rubbed his forehead, looking a little tired.

"I don't dare." Luo Kun said that he didn't dare, but his expression was still natural and casual.

The imperial study was very well lit, and there was a candlestick in front of the desk, and the whole room was very bright, but the emperor still felt that the imperial study was a little dark, and he looked at the two open windows, and his heart was gloomy and slightly relaxed.

A wisp of breeze came from the window, stirring the candlelight in front of the desk, and the candle flame swayed slightly, just like the waist of those palace maids dancing in the palace, beautiful and charming.

The scroll on the table turned slightly, and I don't know which page it landed, and the emperor looked down at the scroll and was silent for a long time.

"I want to kill someone, do I need a reason?" The emperor raised his head, although he looked sitting, it seemed to be as tall as a sky, not great, but full of power, he looked at Luo Kun and said with a slight mockery, his voice was full of indifference.

Yes, the emperor wanted to kill, where is the need for any reason.

This is the emperor, this is the emperor.

This time it was Luo Kun's turn to be silent, he was half-kneeling, his forehead drooping slightly, and he couldn't see his expression.

The study was quiet for a long time, except for the rustle of the scrolls as the breeze passed through the hall.

Luo Kun raised his head, he looked at the emperor and said, "Then Your Majesty will no longer be Your Majesty." ”

The Emperor stood up, he turned away, and said no more.

For some reason, Luo Kun suddenly felt that the emperor's back seemed to have become a little bowed, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

"The grass people are retiring." Luo Kun saluted respectfully to the emperor's back, and his title to himself changed from a minister to a grass people.

From this moment on, he was no longer a courtier of His Majesty the Emperor of the Yang Kingdom.

Luo Kun exited the imperial study and walked in the quiet palace, he looked at the stream in front of the imperial study, looked at a few white cranes in the lake in the distance and looked down to feed, and Hai Dongqing flying in the sky in the distance, his mood gradually relaxed, even his steps gradually became brisk, he came to the stream, looked down at his own reflection in the clear stream, looked at the messy hair and beard on his face, and suddenly felt that he should not repair it.

Of course, these things have to be arranged later, and now he has some important things to do.

……

Under the invasion of flames, there were no feathered arrows flying out of the woods on both sides of the official road, and these well-trained soldiers had already collapsed in the sea of flames.

A man in armor on the city wall not far away had an ugly face.

He is a general in the military department of the Yang Kingdom, and this person is deeply trusted and respected by His Majesty the Emperor, so he is stationed in Dayang City, and controls all the garrisons in Dayang City.

He was able to achieve this position, in addition to the extremely powerful ability to march and arrange formations and the wisdom that condensed countless wars, he was also a true powerhouse who could reach the back realm of the top of the world.

With his vision through the back realm, he could naturally easily see what was happening on that official road.

Things seemed to be a little more than he expected.

The archers lying in ambush on both sides of the official road were his initial arrangement, and he knew that the realm of those two teenagers was in the realm of Guihai, and the archers naturally could not kill them, but at least they would consume their physical strength and cause them some injuries.

But in fact, the archers don't seem to have any effect, not even the most basic consumption.

Even what happened next was completely beyond his imagination, the raging flames even he felt unbelievable, and the archers and warriors who were ambushed in the woods on both sides of the official road suffered heavy losses, and they were completely unable to intervene in this battle at this moment.

But fortunately, he still has a real backhand, the black shield wall composed of the most elite Xuan Shield heavy soldiers in Dayang City, even he will feel troubled, not to mention the two young people whose realm is not returning to the sea.

Thinking of this, his expression slowly calmed down, his face was extremely indifferent, he looked at the two figures in the sea of fire with a slight mockery, and thought in his heart, this is probably your last resort, but if you die, the person you want to protect will still be alive, although this is not my idea, but Your Majesty's will still cannot be disobeyed.

The powerful general turned around and prepared to walk down the wall.

"Boom!" Then he heard a loud bang.

It's like a mountain collapsed outside Dayang City, it's like Dayang City has fallen a city wall.

The general's face changed suddenly, and he turned his head and looked at the sea of fire.

The black shield wall composed of the most elite Xuan Shield heavy soldiers in Dayang City collapsed.

The general's face became extremely difficult to look at, and he jumped off the city wall, and an iron spear flew down the wall at the same time.

The faces of the two lieutenant generals on the city wall instantly turned pale, of course they knew that the general was a strong man in the back realm, but the city wall of Dayang City was so high, even if the general jumped down, he was afraid that he would have to die.

They lay on the city wall, looking down, looking for the general's traces, but they saw the iron spear spinning and falling in the air, and the general's boots fell to the ground with a few taps on the iron spear, and then he grabbed the iron spear and went towards the sea of fire.

Ziran looked at the collapsed black shield wall, and his expression relaxed slightly.

Behind the collapsed shield wall was a soldier in black armor, but at this moment they were all extremely depressed, they could not communicate with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, they could not be immune to the scorching temperature in the sea of fire, nor could they breathe air.

This is the most basic and real blow to those who are unable to practice.

His plan was not wrong, it was very successful, at least it seemed that he easily defeated these Xuandun heavy troops, but as for how far the sea of fire would spread and how many innocents would be injured, it was not something he could consider.

Ziran suddenly thought of something, he looked back at the old horse, his mood was slightly relaxed, although the old horse looked a little uncomfortable, but he did not fall directly like the Xuanjia heavy soldiers, but behaved very energetically.

Ran Chuan jumped out of the carriage, the black intent in his eyes flashed, he bypassed the fallen Xuanjia heavy soldiers, and led the carriage forward.

Ziran's face was a little pale, he covered his lips and coughed twice, and followed.

Ran Chuan suddenly stopped, his pupils constantly alternating between black and white, and he held the long sword tightly in his hand.

In the sea of fire, a figure walked out.

The man was dressed in black armor and armed with an iron spear, and his figure flickered in the sea of fire, and his steps were slow and calm towards Ranchuan.

This is the first general of Dayang City, General Hai Gu.

Ran Chuan didn't know who he was, but he knew very well that this person was not good, and he smelled an extremely dangerous aura from this person, the smell of slaughter and iron blood, which was much stronger than Zhuo Yun, the head of the Cloud Sword Sect in the inn before, and was even close to the ghost pedestrian who stepped into the bath realm with one foot at the beginning.

Ziran came to Ran Chuan's side, not in front of him, nor behind him, just side by side.

He looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and only felt a little tired, the emperor wanted to kill someone, and it was really difficult to escape.

But they clenched their knives and swords tightly.

Young people never give up easily.

They walked forward side by side, walking in the midst of the fire.

Many people appeared from nowhere outside the city, including soldiers in armor, cultivators of extraordinary grace, merchants full of wealth, farmers, and peddlers, these people were the most important part of the formation of the Great Sun City, and at this moment, they stood together regardless of each other's status, noble or lowly, and then they began to weed and cut down trees, and where the flames could spread, the trees and grass were empty, and they could no longer burn.

An extremely powerful aura began to descend, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi began to wander and restless, then calmed down, and then turned into an inexplicable aura, which came from the realm of General Hai Bone.

But Ziran and Ran Chuan didn't feel too much depression, because this realm was not aimed at them.

The fire ceased to be violent, gradually calmed down, and then began to extinguish.

General Hai Gu forcibly extinguished the sea of fire ignited by Zi Ran with the blood of his own golden crow with the realm displayed by his powerful realm, but it was not General Hai Gu who succeeded in stopping the fire from continuing to spread.

Although the realm of General Hai Gu is profound, it is not so simple to extinguish the monstrous fire ignited by the blood of the golden crow in Zi Ran's body, not to mention that the fire has spread so far, in such a range, if you want to really extinguish the fire, General Hai Gu alone naturally can't do it.

And what does this is the power of Yang Kingdom and the power of Dayang City.

These powers come from soldiers, from practitioners, from merchants, farmers, and peddlers, and are the most basic and true forces in this kingdom.

Looking at the figures who were busy fighting fires in the distance, Ziran was silent.

It is worthy of being a country that has stood in the world for thousands of years without falling, and it is really extraordinary.

It is really not a wise choice to be an enemy of such a country, but they have no choice, only the fate of being chosen.

Ran Chuan looked at Zi Ran sideways, the black intent in his eyes became deeper, and an indescribable fierceness in the air suddenly appeared, and Ran Chuan's sword was already out of its sheath.

The slightly hot spring breeze filled with fireworks blew slightly, but it was not fresh, and the meaning of killing became stronger.