Black clouds crush the city.

The night was gloomy, the wind was blowing, and the robes were drumming.

The emperor's eldest son, Yuzhen, led his wife to get on the horse, and he looked up and looked at the solemn and depressed imperial city.

Then he followed the gold-lacquered rubble and looked at the iron rider who was accompanying him.

"Let's go." He.

Now the mood is calm and waveless.

None of them.

Emperor Shun of the Great Wei Dynasty has escorted his son back to China, and his brother's safety has been guaranteed, and he has nothing to worry about.

It's just a bit of a pity.

I couldn't see her before I left Beijing.

In the end, he is narrow-minded and thinks that the relationship between brothers and sisters is cold, but he doesn't want his brother to remember.

That being the case, that's enough.

She knew his character, the last shred of his dignity, and he had nothing to ask for.

With his thoughts turning, he stepped into the carriage, the wheels rolling, slowly from the hustle and bustle of the flowery main street, all the way south, to the city gates.

Outside the car, the helmet full of armor made a clanging sound as it walked.

Jin Yiwei opened the way, which was accompanied and escorted.

Yihuan shook his hand and comforted:

"When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ascends to the throne, he will not ignore the brotherhood when he wants to come."

Yuzhen patted her hand.

"It's just on the side, but it just causes you to suffer, and your heart is uneasy."

"Fortunately, my brother is out of the city, if you know about it......"

The carriage stopped suddenly.

The horses suddenly neighed.

Let the body shake.

"There are people under the city gates!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched sound of rough ore sounded, and both of them were shocked.

Outside the car door.

Under the magnificent and majestic city gate of the capital of Dayuan, a young man sits cross-legged.

She sat in the middle of the five city gates, her hair tied in black, her figure was thin, but she had an air of strangulation.

The wind stirred, blowing her hair and fluttering wantonly.

Beside her, the shadow of the divine soldier emitted a cold light, ready to drink blood.

One person, one knife, in the mercy!

"Who's coming?"

Jinyiwei drew his sword out of the sheath, and the whole army was on alert!

Suddenly.

Rolling clouds, thunder.

That thunder, like a vigorous black dragon, tore apart thousands of miles of black clouds, making the whole of Kyoto as bright as day.

The young man slowly raised his head, and the thunder cracked through the sky, shining her eyebrows clearly.

Behind her, thunder rolled from the Dao, like a divine punishment.

"Great Wei Zi Su Liuyu!"

Who dares to step forward!

Death –

The sound fell, thunder and lightning, and the wind roared.

"Not good!" Yuzhen's heart was shocked.

If the younger brother did not go out of the city.

Then this imperial decree is likely to be ......

A volley!

Brother is in danger.

He reached out to open the carriage door.

only to find that it was locked from the outside!

Outside the car door.

Jin Yiwei didn't move.

The boy did not draw his sword either.

They are waiting.

Su Liuyu sat under the city gate, the Great Wei Shun Emperor, who had been in power for three years, was outnumbered and helpless, and analyzed the selfish heart of Emperor Yuan clearly.

However, she couldn't help but get in.

She looked at the carriage in the distance.

She can't gamble, and she can't bear it.

There is only one war!

Kill to kill!

Kyochu was restless.

Under the black clouds and haze, a group of dark shadows came from all directions.

Mixed with the night, the robe of the Xuanjia is like blood caries

It was the divine punishment soldier on Emperor Yuan's side.

Detachment of force, killing people and floating corpses, and taking life with a knife!

Su Liuyu drew his sword.

Shen Ying came out of the sheath, with the sound of a dragon's roar.

This Yuan Emperor also looks up to her too much.

So many people.

Outside Luozhou City, the five blood droplets were already exhausted.

But in this battle, hundreds of people came.

Su Liuyu held the handle of the knife, and her eyes were cold.

But I didn't want to, from the place where thousands of miles broke through, there was a sharp roar.

This roar, with a sword blade, like a dragon rising from the bottom, thudged, plunged under the floor tiles of the city gate, stirring up dust and sand!

The Darkiron Greatsword.

The body of the sword is engraved with a pair of wolf eyes!

"Southern Xinjiang swordsman Chai Chuan! Come here to help! ”

The sword fell, and on the left side of the city gate, a young man stood with a sword!

The wind swept up his coarse linen clothes, but those eyes were as bright as stars.

"One finger to cut off Jiang Song Jinqiu! Come here to help! ”

Again!

With the unique brutality of a teenager, his posture is like a shock, floating and falling.

The two teenagers had their backs straight.

One left and one right, without moving.

At this time, in the dark night in the distance, a dark shadow appeared.

This black shadow drove the sound of iron ropes, and the sound was like a soul-locking blade from hell,

"Qingxiao Tiesuo Tan Sihuai! Come here to help! ”

The heroes of southern Xinjiang gathered.

Block the four of the five checkpoints in the capital!

Drops of blood slowly stepped in.

The killing spirit of the Quartet is getting stronger!

Wrong.

And the sound!

It was the thunderous sound of horses' hooves on the ground.

Who is it!

Su Liuyu's heart tightened.

I saw a group of soldiers and horses coming from afar on the main street.

The battle flag is agitated in the wind, and the army of Xuanjia can be the vanguard! Like a knife!

"He Kuiyan's eldest son, He Yi, is here to help!"

Five city gate checkpoints, full!

Who she isolated!

"He Yi, you are rebelling!"

The Xuanjia Army was dispatched, and the Jinyi Guard General shouted.

He also took his own soldiers, rode on horses, looked at the blood drops and brocade guards, turned over and dismounted.

Behind him, a hundred generals.

The boy's hands were shaking.

In the face of this situation, we must not be afraid.

He is not a ranger in Southern Xinjiang, and he is not a Great Wei Zi who killed 100,000 enemies.

He is just training in the suburbs of Beijing, preparing for the hereditary princess of the family.

However, he looked at the army of divine punishment and looked at the brocade guard holding a cold knife, and suddenly gritted his teeth.

He stepped forward and pulled down the banner of the Xuanjia Army.

Step by step, he walked under the city gates.

As you walk, you roll up the flag.

When he reached the last hurdle, he let out a loud shout!

"Whole army, unarmour!"

Roll up the flag, remove the armor.

Capital, fight to the death!

Thunder rolled, and heavy rain flooded the imperial city.

Su Liuyu suddenly rose from the ground!

The posture is like a black dragon in the clouds.

"Kill me!"

There is only one sword, only one battle!

The son is angry, and the city is full of blood!

"Arrogant, arrogant."

Blood drops covered the Xuanjia, and the old eyes of the leader carried a yin aura.

"Miscellaneous family also take a look at your skills."

He was not equipped with a sword blade, but the air around him was like a sharp arrow, attacking Su Liuyu.

The first master of Dayuan, with strong internal strength, overwhelming.

He is strong.

Su Liuyu is stronger.

The dragon that had been sleeping in its body for a long time seemed to be attracted by this powerful force, and slowly became restless, flowing into the limbs and hundreds of corpses.

The wind is like caries

Thunderstorms are like swords.

Coming!

"Bang-"

The rubble of the imperial city trembled in unison.

Shocked.

"The son has a hand." The old eunuch's eyes lit up: "The miscellaneous family will also show you a little real ability, don't die too early." ”

Shen Ying double knife, contending.

"I don't have time to ink with you, I want to go on it together."

"Arrogant, give me death!"

Hundreds of blood droplets followed this sound.

With a swift surging internal force, with the killing aura of a cold light sword blade.

Fight the whole audience.

Five teenagers, 100 Xuanjia iron riders.

The army of God's punishment in a war!

The capital is in chaos.

Bloodshed was everywhere, and the city gates were covered with blood.

"Damn, why can't these people be killed at all!"

"Ciao, the more you kill, the more we kill, what should we do!"

"It's one to kill one!"

Swords collide, iron ropes are strangled, and the city is full of fishy winds!

Fight to the death!

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