Imperial Palace.

Ten miles long street.

The long street under the sunset exudes a luster like blood, and the slaughter, cold and rich spread.

Today is destined to be a day of bloodshed, and the people of the imperial capital have gone home early.

On weekdays, those wealthy families who are high in their eyes and cannot be provoked like tigers are constantly letting out a terrible howl, flowing with rich blood.

While the people are happy, they are also filled with infinite fear.

Therefore, the long street is empty.

The blood on Luo Cheng's armor had not yet dried, and He Shou, who was being carried by him, had a desperate face.

At the other end of the long street, there was a mighty army wearing armor and holding shields.

This is an orthodox army, and it is difficult for Luo Cheng to imagine that there will be such an army in the imperial capital.

On the carriage, Nie Changqing sat quietly, looking at the army with an indifferent face.

The curtain was lifted, Ning Zhao, and Yi Yue walked out one after another.

The heavy shield smashed on the ground, and a soldier put his long knife in the gap between the shields, like a wall of knives, and slowly pushed forward.

Behind the wall of knives, a cold voice came.

"You killed 17 families of the Dijing family, killed 21 ministers, and destroyed the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is the source of the troubled times, and the crime is extremely evil. ”

"Dijing is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, how can you allow Del and other thugs to commit such a murder!"

"Now, we will follow the order of the prime minister to arrest Naer and other traitors!

A Confucian in a green shirt, riding a red horse, pulled the reins, and said in a loud voice.

"Kill!"

The army suddenly burst into applause like thunder.

This is an elite soldier, an elite soldier specially trained by Prime Minister Zhao Kuo.

There are quite a few people, more than 8,000 people, densely packed, surrounding the entire long street.

Five hundred against eight thousand.

The disparity in this battle is not weak at all, and the overlord's fame battle in Wolongling was at the beginning.

Beside the Confucian in green shirts, there was a young man in a wide robe and a crane, sitting on a sedan chair, which was carried by six slaves.

"Mr. Du. ”

The Confucian student in the green shirt bowed to the young man in the wide robe.

This person is called, Du Tao, who is a first-class martial artist in the rivers and lakes, although his strength is good, but in the great Zhou Dynasty, it is nothing.

However, in the battle of Wolongling, he occasionally won the immortal fate and obtained the aura in the secret realm, since then, he found that his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, stronger than ordinary grandmasters, coupled with the wonderful use of that wisp of aura, he is invincible in the rivers and lakes of Dijing.

Later, he was personally greeted by Prime Minister Zhao Kuo and entered the Prime Minister's Mansion to become a guest.

After entering the Prime Minister's Mansion, Du Tao's heart swelled, because he was admired by thousands of people, and he felt that he was high, even if the Prime Minister saw him, he had to be treated with courtesy.

Du Tao swelled to the point that he even imitated the world's number one cultivator, Young Master Beiluolu, who could sit and never leave...... with six servants carrying sedan chairs.

Today, Xiangye sent someone to personally invite him to cooperate with 8,000 elite soldiers to besiege and kill the 500 iron horsemen of Beiluo, as well as the handmaidens and coachmen of Lu Shaozhu.

Du Tao refused at first, because he knew that his catties and taels were no problem for dealing with ordinary martial artists, and if he really faced a cultivator, or a cultivator under the command of Lu Shaozhu, he was afraid that he would die a miserable death.

However, under the repeated invitation of Xiangye, Du Tao was tempted.

Eight thousand well-equipped martial artists, combined with several grandmaster martial artists and their own cultivators, may really be able to leave Lu Shaozhu's maidservants and coachmen.

Wealth and danger are sought.

Once successful, Du Tao may be able to obtain the immortal cultivation method and cultivation method from Lu Shaozhu's maidservant and coachman.

He was able to go further.

Therefore, Du Tao was tempted.

As a result, he appeared on the Long Street.

on the carriage.

Ning Zhao's hand shook, and in his sleeve robe, the cicada-wing sword slid out.

"There is aura, and there are practitioners on the opposite side......"

Ning Zhao's red lips opened lightly and said.

"But...... It's so weak. ”

"So weak that you almost can't sense ......"

Nie Changqing held the pig-killing knife and stood up: "It should be the lucky one who was lucky enough to get the immortal fate in the Wolongling Immortal Palace." ”

Ning Zhao suddenly laughed.

"This person ...... What do you want to do?"

Nie Changqing twisted his neck, "With the help of eight thousand elite soldiers, they surrounded us with crowd tactics, wanting to get the cultivation method ...... from us."

"It's the first time I've encountered a cultivator who dares to provoke our Bai Yujing disciples......"

"It's kind of interesting. ”

"What would Childe do if he met such an ignorant cultivator?"

Yi Yue rolled up the long whip and sneered: "Of course it's to beat him to death." ”

Compared with Ning Zhao, Nie Changqing's conversation and laughter are lively.

Luo Cheng was extremely nervous, his hand with the knife was clenched blue, he was not a cultivator after all, five hundred against eight thousand, for him, it was a certain death.

Even if it is a grandmaster with seven or eight rings, he can't do it, let alone Luo Cheng can't be a first-class martial artist-level general.

Crash.

Nie Changqing jumped down and landed beside Luo Cheng, Luo Cheng let go, and the pitch-black pig-killing knife was on He Shou's neck.

"Aren't you good at writing essays?"

"Scold Zhao Kuo for me, and scold the army fiercely. ”

Nie Changqing's words made He Shou's body tremble.

He was pushed by Nie Changqing and walked out step by step.

His twin strands trembled, and there were 8,000 elite soldiers on the opposite side, but on his neck was a cold pig-killing knife.

So, he opened his mouth and scolded.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a sharp arrow burst out and pierced his right chest......

He Shou's eyes widened, and he looked up in disbelief, among the eight thousand elite soldiers, the green-shirted Confucian was riding a horse and holding a curved bow, and the bowstring was still stretching.

"You ......"

He Shou's mouth was bleeding, and his face became more and more hideous.

With a sneer on his face, the green shirt shot another arrow, piercing He Shou's shoulder.

Nie Changqing let go of the pig-killing knife on He Shou's neck.

He Shou's face was full of madness, and he staggered forward.

A hoarse and unwilling roar came from his mouth.

A picture appeared before his eyes.

In the picture, he was full of spirit in the prime minister's house, he picked up the pen and wrote the essay, which attracted the applause of the whole house, and his mouth was like a river, which attracted the applause of hundreds of officials.

Especially the Xiangye who sat in a high position, with kindness and appreciation.

And at this moment, He Shoucai understood that under the kind smile on Prime Minister Zhao Kuo's face, there was endless cold killing intent.

One arrow after another came and shot He Shou into a hedgehog, and his body was full of arrows.

The cunning rabbit dies, and the lackeys cook.

He Shou has long been out of life.

One arrow after another crossed He Shou's corpse and shot towards Nie Changqing and the others.

Ning Zhao moved, raised his hand, and released the spiritual pressure, she was at the peak of the Qi Dan Realm, and the spiritual pressure was extremely oppressive.

Arrows fell to the ground.

Du Tao, who was carrying a sedan chair by six servants, was dressed in a crane, squinted his eyes, and his heart trembled slightly...... It's so strong.

"Don't use arrows, use crowd tactics, encircle and kill!"

He knew the weakness of cultivators, cultivators' spiritual energy was limited, and once their spiritual energy was exhausted, they were actually not much stronger than ordinary martial artists.

Hearing this, the young man in the Confucian shirt waved his hand and ordered.

As Xiang Ye said, the only one who understands the weaknesses of a cultivator is a cultivator.

The army gave up archery, pushed their shields, and rushed to kill with their swords.

Eight thousand soldiers, on the long street, are like a torrent of steel.

......

North Luo, the island in the middle of the lake.

The leisurely lake breeze blows, rolling up Lu Fan's hanging sideburns.

The entire Baiyujing Pavilion was extremely quiet, only the sound of birds and crows flying lingered.

After Xiang Shaoyun finished speaking, he looked at Lu Fan, with blazing heat in his eyes.

Lu Dongxuan felt as if he had heard something he shouldn't have heard......

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, glanced at Xiang Shaoyun, raised the bronze wine glass in his hand, and said to Ni Yu: "Xiao Ni, add wine." ”

"Wow. ”

Ni Yu hurriedly scooped a spoonful of wine and added it to the wine glass.

Lu Fan took a sip of wine, and the expression on his face could not show joy and anger.

"You've disappointed me a little......"

After a long time, Lu Fan spoke.

Xiang Shaoyun's face suddenly froze, and he frowned slightly.

"Why did Young Master Lu say this?"

Lu Fan held a bronze wine glass, leaned against the carved wooden railing, looked at the mist on the lake, and said lightly: "You still don't understand the true meaning of a cultivator. ”

"I thought you came to my Bai Yujing to seek the Tao, but it's a pity...... I was disappointed. ”

"There are Mobei Ke in the North County, there is the Sword School in the South County, and there is the National Teacher Kong Xiu in the Great Zhou ......"

"But whether it is Mobeike or a national teacher, none of them are cultivators, some are just stratagems, and they rely on calculating the world......"

"Although you don't have the assistance of Mobei Ke and the national teacher, you are different from them, you are a cultivator...... Immortal preaching, the overlord of the West County ignited by the demon lord. ”

Lu Fan said while drinking wine.

Xiang Shaoyun's body trembled, how did Lu Fan know that he had given up his life to become a demon and had been ignited by the demon master?!

Moreover, Lu Fan's words also made him fall into deep thought.

Lu Fan took a sip of wine and said lightly: "You are a cultivator, this is the biggest advantage, enough to crush any conspiracy and tricks......"

"In this world, strength is everything. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Shaoyun's body was shocked.

Lu Fan was not in a hurry, picked up a chess piece from the chess box, raised it high, and with a crisp "click", it fell on the spiritual pressure chessboard, and vaguely, there was suddenly brilliance.

Lu Fan's heart moved, he was going to teach the overlord a lesson today.

Nearly five hundred wisps of spiritual energy in his body were suddenly mobilized.

Rumble!

The invisible spiritual pressure was suddenly released.

The water around the island in the middle of the lake is steeply sunken for several meters.

On the pavilion of Bai Yujing, the wind was blowing, Lu Dongxuan's face turned pale in an instant, and the big gold chain around his neck trembled.

Xiang Shaoyun stood up suddenly, and the nine wisps of demonic qi on his body automatically surged, protecting his body.

However......

In front of Lu Fan's spiritual pressure.

His demonic aura shattered.

The terrifying pressure made Xiang Shaoyun unable to bear it, and his spine seemed to be broken, so he took a few steps back and knelt on one knee......

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, his sideburns were flying, and he was hunting in a white shirt, like a fairy.

ethereal dust, looking at Xiang Shaoyun lightly.

"Besides, have you ever thought that who in the world is worthy of my Lu Ping'an's assistance?"

"You...... Is there one?"

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