"The emperor's sword is full of wind and clouds, and the emperor's road is the ballad of the nine qins."

Jian Fengyun's fingers flicked slightly, and the wind and clouds in Tianyang City changed dramatically, the wind suddenly rose, the clouds swept thousands of miles, and an imperial pressure that surpassed the law descended on every dead soldier in Tianyang City, and also crushed towards Yin Daohuang and his son.

Yin Daohuang and Yin Ba saw this sword qi, their faces changed suddenly, their bodies shook violently, and a monarch-level spirit weapon appeared in Yin Daohuang's hand, a fire-attribute monarch-level spirit weapon, and in Yin Daohuang's hands, a burst of powerful monarch power instantly erupted.

Although the attributes of the Sovereign's Sword are different from those of Yin Daohuang's martial arts, it can still exert nearly one-tenth of its power under forcible urging.

The law of fire spread across the sky, and the sword was like a monarch in the fire, controlling the raging flames around it, resisting the imperial pressure in Tianyang City.

The ground of Tianyang City was full of light, and on the ancient city walls, countless runes were revealed, exuding heavenly coercion, causing many buildings that had been years old to collapse into ruins, but they couldn't help the flame realm in the center of the sky.

Yin Daohuang looked at the sword wind and clouds in the sky above Bei'an City, dressed in white, holding an illusory long piano in his hand, standing faintly in the void.

"How is that possible!"

Yin Daohuang and Yin Ba opened their mouths in horror.

They were able to quickly get from Bei'an City to this Tianyang City by using a spatial teleportation talisman, but how did they get there, could they also have a spatial teleportation talisman?

Not to mention how precious the spatial teleportation charm is, even if it is Jian Fengyun, it is impossible to catch up so quickly, how can the tens of thousands of dead soldiers in Bei'an City not have time to clean up.

Stunned, Yin Daohuang and his son couldn't imagine that Jian Fengyun would have such an anti-heaven treasure as the Immortal Palace, and there were also a thousand top-grade spirit crystals.

Seeing that Yin Daohuang's father and son were not affected, Jian Fengyun's eyes couldn't help but stare at him.

It took him a thousand top-grade spirit crystals to urge the Immortal Hall to come here, whether it was for his own grudge with the Holy Soul Sword Sect, or for the sake of those thousand top-grade spirit crystals, Sword Fengyun would not easily make them feel better.

"The Nine Heavenly Dragons are shocking, one thought of the wind and one sword!"

The sword wind and clouds stroked the qin again, the illusory long qin fluctuated in the void, gushing out countless runes, and the light filled the sky, with a sword roar, a sword light flew through the sky, and everyone felt a flower in front of them.

Bang!

A soft sound sounded, and I saw that the sword light directly broke through the realm shrouded by the fire attribute monarch-level spirit weapon in Yin Daohuang's hand.

The sword light collided with the sovereign sword in Yin Daohuang's hand, and it shook Yin Daohuang's body upside down, and the sword light swept by, cutting through the robe on Yin Daohuang's arm in a flash, and he narrowly avoided this sword qi.

What a strong formation!

Yin Daohuang's eyes widened, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes, he could feel the vast power in this formation, the power that even he felt small.

"Withdraw!"

Yin Daohuang grabbed Yin Ba's arm on the side for a moment, and a spatial teleportation talisman appeared in his hand, which was resolutely crushed, and a silver light wrapped their bodies, breaking through the air in an instant.

Yin Daohuang has lived for thousands of years, and the state of mind that has been polished for so many years has made him almost decisive in everything, and he knows that with this formation, even if he stays, he will not be able to get any benefits.

"But a decisive man!" Looking at Yin Daohuang's disappearing figure, Jian Fengyun's eyes couldn't help but move, if Yin Daohuang fell in love with the battle again, he would definitely urge the Jiuqin Emperor Sword Formation to kill them directly.

Then, Jian Fengyun's heart calmed down again, although he didn't leave these two people, but he didn't feel a pity, he was going to destroy the Holy Soul Sword Sect sooner or later, why should these two people kill early and late for a while, not to mention, he was more worried about the Yuan Feng who was about to turn into a demon at the moment.

In Tianyang City, almost all the city is full of dead soldiers, and in the center of the 300,000 dead soldiers, Yuan Feng, is full of demonic energy, his eyes are red, and his whole body is stained red with the blood of the dead soldiers.

Two thousand Heavenly Yang Divine Guards entered the city, although they were facing 300,000 dead soldiers, but they did not have the slightest fear, and the two thousand Heavenly Yang Divine Guards formed a god-killing array, and a layer of illusory murderous armor appeared on each of them.

The god-killing array was like a sharp sword, directly piercing into the 300,000 dead soldiers, and where they passed, the dead soldiers were like harvesting wheat, falling down one by one, and the corpses were everywhere, and the blood gathered into a trickling river, flowing into the ground of Tianyang City, and being absorbed by the land of Tianyang City.

Soon, two thousand Tianyang Shenwei ran through the entire battlefield, killed a bloody road, rushed to the palace wall, and began to kill the soldiers for the Tianyang Shenwei and warriors who originally held the city wall, but after a few breaths, all the dead soldiers on the city wall were killed, and the offensive of the city wall was stably blocked out of the city wall, and no dead soldier could step into the city wall.

Looking at this scene, it turned out that the Tianyang Divine Guards on the city wall couldn't help but be stunned, their eyes were shocked, their bloodstained faces, their mouths were slightly open, and they couldn't speak.

Is this really the Heavenly Yang Divine Guard?

If this is the Heavenly Yang Divine Guard, then what are they?

looked at the two thousand Tianyang Divine Guards on the top of the city tower, each of them was full of murderous aura and imposing momentum, like a general, and they were also Tianyang Divine Guards, but they even resisted these dead soldiers to the point that they almost lost their lives.

Led by Xiang Dong, the two thousand Tianyang Divine Guards became more and more courageous the more they killed, and the murderous aura on their bodies became more and more intense as they killed these dead soldiers, and there were excited looks on their faces, as if these 300,000 dead soldiers were 300,000 ants, and they could trample tens of thousands to death casually.

Seeing that all the Tianyang Divine Guards rushed to the city, Jian Fengyun's calm face, his eyes slowly closed, and his fingers gently rested on the illusory piano of his fingers.

In the next moment, all ten fingers moved, and all six strings were stroked at the same time.

Zheng - Zheng - Zheng - Zheng -

The sound of the piano was vast and moving, and the hearts of everyone in Tianyang City seemed to be captured by the sound of the piano, and they couldn't move, of course, the people stationed on the walls of the palace were not affected.

In an instant, within Tianyang City, the sound of the piano turned into wisps of white light, circulating in the void, and with a wave of white light, the dense dead man instantly exploded on the ground, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"The emperor's sword is full of wind and clouds, and the emperor's road is the ballad of the nine qins."

"The Nine Heavenly Dragons are shocking, with a thought of wind and clouds and a sword."

"The six-string long piano contains the holy way, and the silver strings caress the lives of ten thousand lives."

"A song of piano is chanting, and no one can walk within a hundred miles."

The sound of the piano was immense, wafting through the imperial city, but the white light was only wafting among the dead soldiers.

The white light turned by the sound of the piano is like a supernatural law, the white light is like a sword, and everywhere it passes, some dead soldiers with higher realms and better spiritual weapons have been beheaded with a sword......