In the main hall of Tianyu in the Tianxin Tower, Tiandao Yunguang stood on the central lifting platform, waiting.

A long red carpet stretched from his feet to the door.

The guards in white robes stood on both sides, and the whole hall looked magnificent and solemn.

According to the previous practice, Ye Ziqing would send the sword selected for the festival this year from outside the door and hand it to him, and then raise the entire circle platform to the main hall of Tianyu above.

But this time, it's different -

A rare day of choice in a century.

Replacing Ye Ziqing will be the time of the Sword Sect.

Fortunately, he is still a member of the Heavenly Sword Country.

Tiandao Yunguang felt a little relieved, and the expression on his face also stretched a little.

Now, just look at what the sword handed here is at the last moment.

He chuckled inwardly with a sigh—

If as expected, it should have been his son who won, right?

Although that kid always seems to have some cynical looks, when it comes to forging swords, he is indeed the right hand of God as praised by the world.

With his ability and talent, it shouldn't be a problem to get this year's sacrificial sword quota.

He's still confident about it.

However, at this moment, the shadow of another clear-eyed young man surfaced in his mind.

This made him a little uneasy.

The teenager ......

His right hand touched the saber at his side.

At least this sword was not made by Heavenly Dao Yuluo.

Even though he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams for a while using it, he finally chose to take the sword with him.

From this point of view, it is enough to show the strength of that swordsmith......

Tiandao Yunguang took a breath and tried to adjust his emotions.

His eyes were level with the majesty of the overlord of the world.

In the hollow door opposite, the sunlight slanted in, casting shadows from the windows on the west side, staining the corner of the doorway red.

It was at this moment that a loud musical sound sounded outside.

Everyone rushed towards the Tianxin Tower.

The light at the door dimmed, and a figure elongated onto the red carpet.

……

Jiang Liyue looked at the setting sun outside the Heavenly Pillar, her eyes confused.

She frowned deeply, and then took out the Qiankun mirror to look at it.

How long is it until the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony begins?

I don't know which sword won now.

There was a great sense of uneasiness in my heart.

"Why do you say they chose to capture the Twelve Heavenly Pillars at such a time, but there is no movement for Xuanyun City?"

She said this as if she were talking to herself, and it was like a voice coming out of the air.

Hiding in the wind, the Eyes of Genmu Division, of course, would not think so.

Chen Huai'an was slightly stunned, and then said, "The other party's behavior is indeed a bit confusing, will it be the same as their previous style, just to rob money, and then ...... Hmmm......"

He didn't want to say the word robbing the rich and helping the poor, but he couldn't find anything else for a while.

In a way, this organization, called the Dark Ranger, does what it does very chivalrous.

They fought against the rich squires who scavenged for fish and meat, and distributed the money they got to the people of the slums.

This may be the reason why it has been difficult to eradicate it for so many years, but it has made them bigger and bigger.

There will always be some poor people who have been blessed by them to protect them......

Take the rapid fall of the Twelve Heavenly Pillars this time, after tracing down, the people in those cities were not harassed in any way, and they did not intend to provide any information about the other party to the Xuanmu Division.

"But not this time." Jiang Liyue denied his assumption, no one knew the other party's style better than her, after all, she had dealt with these Dark Ranger people a lot, and she had almost caught that person......

"Did you notice that they took any of their belongings?"

"This ...... Previously, they had always transferred the money from their accounts through the Qiankun Mirror. ”

"Is there such a situation, which rich family is like this this time?"

"This ......," Chen Huai'an was speechless for a while.

This matter, as one of the four heavenly eyes of the Xuanmu Division, is the most aware of this, but he doesn't know if the other party retreated in a hurry, or because the Zhenjian Division came quickly, the other party did not have time to strike at the rich man and transfer his money away.

"Although the back quietly slipped away like a mouse, it was quite like their style, but it would not be like such a fanfare and thunderous siege of the city."

"Is that because they know they don't have the strength to occupy it?" As Jiang Liyue's questions became more and more tricky, Chen Huai'an's brows furrowed more and more.

Although he was already aware of it, he didn't want to think about it in that direction just yet.

"In the direction of the imperial capital, we have sent out all the eyeballs, and now that the news network is unblocked, the commander-in-chief has no new orders, it seems that there should be no problem."

"Do you think that the process of our counterattack against the Twelve Heavenly Pillars is too simple, and we haven't caught any of the opponent's main forces, on the contrary, the only ones that can be killed are some small minions with nimble legs."

Chen Huai'an's eyes were puzzled for a moment, and he said slowly, "What does the commander mean that they are deliberately delaying our time?" ”

Jiang Liyue frowned slightly, then shook her head, "I don't know, I'm just guessing." But what's the use of procrastinating our time?

"Commander!"

It was then that a loud voice sounded behind him.

When she turned around to look, she saw a neat row of [white clouds] appear in the sky—

The Imperial City Army that the Heavenly Sword Kingdom came to support.

Densely piled up, the number of people looked at least five hundred.

They flew down from the sky and fell neatly to the ground, training their swords into their sheaths.

The dragon spirit and tiger in the front are strong, and the eyes are bright.

Outside the white armor, the strong arms and calves are exposed, which looks majestic.

The man stepped forward, about five meters in front of Jiang Liyue, clenched his fist with one hand, placed it on his heart, and saluted her.

"Yang Jin, the commander of the Dragon Sword Corps of the Forbidden Army, led five hundred soldiers to report for duty."

Jiang Liyue looked at them, a trace of coldness suddenly appeared in her eyes, and her face stiffened—

Yes, she remembered, it was the request she had made, hoping that the Imperial City Army would transfer manpower to change the guard.

But, in this way—

"How many defenders are there in Xuanyun City now?" Jiang Liyue's face changed slightly, and she asked eagerly.

Yang Jin raised his head and glanced at her suspiciously, not understanding why she asked like this, but he still replied loudly, "Lord Hui Commander, there are still a thousand Imperial City troops left." ”

"What?" Jiang Liyue's expression was solemn, and her eyes showed a huge shock, "What about the guards around Your Majesty?" ”

At this moment, before the other party could answer, the voice of a scout suddenly sounded in front of him.

"My lord, enemy attack!"

The crowd turned around and saw a dark cloud in front of them.