A grim smile appeared on Xiang Rongzhen's face, and at this moment, with a creak, the black lacquer door that had been closed by the two remnants was pushed open.

An embroidered shoe stepped over the high threshold and entered the courtyard.

There are some blood stains on the embroidered shoes that don't seem to fit well, and the one wearing these embroidered shoes is a young girl who doesn't look very clean, but her face is white, and she has always had a serious expression.

Xiang Rongzhen was stunned, and the two remnant wing powerhouses with extremely fierce appearances were also stunned.

"Is that you?" only Liang Pocheng cried out in disbelief.

He never thought that it would be her who pushed open the gate and walked into this courtyard, how could she appear here?

"It's me. The girl wiped the beads of sweat from her temples, nodded seriously, and said to Liang Pocheng, "Let's go." ”

Liang Pocheng restrained the consternation on his face, and a trace of praise couldn't help but appear in his heart.

Xiang Rongzhen's eyes narrowed into two slits, quietly looking at this immature girl who was unlikely to step into here, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"What does this have to do with you?" The girl in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, and her eyes fell on Xiang Rongzhen for the first time: "You want to kill him?" ”

Just as she frowned, Xiang Rongzhen suddenly looked up at the sky.

A faint silver sword shadow with an extremely cold aura fell from the sky towards his skull.

"The cultivation of the Heaven Stepping Realm!"

Looking at this sword shadow that was almost invisible to the naked eye, feeling such a majestic sword intent, Xiang Rongzhen, who had been very calm, finally changed his face slightly, and Liang Pocheng's eyes were instantly filled with indescribable light.

No matter how tender the other party's face is, his bones are obviously still soft, but he knows that the girl in Tsing Yi in front of him will not be too young.

On this border line with a radius of more than 2,000 miles, only a few people, including the two Hou Ye, have reached the realm of stepping on the sky, but the other party is not only the realm of the Eight Realms of the Eight Realms, but also a cultivator of the top grade of the Eight Realms!

The majestic aura on her body that is connected to heaven and earth and flying swords, and the piercing edge that instantly exudes from the sky, there can be no fake, she is a real powerhouse.

Xiang Rongzhen's face sank, the long sword unsheathed at an unimaginable speed, reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, and stabbed straight at the cold sword shadow above the sky.

"Boom!"

A huge force of impact burst out, and he took three steps back towards Rong Zhen, looking at the sword weapon that was still suspended in front of him with a gloomy face.

Feeling the power of this sword, Xiang Rong Zhencai completely understood why the girl in Tsing Yi was able to walk into this deep alley courtyard, and why there was no sound of arrows breaking through the air.

The assassination of such a Great Master of the Eight Realms, who was proficient in the Imperial Sword, was able to kill so many cultivators who were ambushed everywhere at such a fast speed.

The two remnants took a step at the same time, as the remnants of the Wushuang Marquis's personal training, they did not feel afraid because of the strong man in front of them, but chose to shoot.

Xiang Rongzhen also stepped forward with a sword, and as soon as he fought against each other, he already knew that he was not the opponent of the girl in front of him, although he was also a great master of cultivation who had entered the Eight Realms.

However, just as the three of them were about to make a move, a middle-aged man in an off-white robe suddenly came into the courtyard.

The girl in Tsing Yi's suspended sword returned to her own hand, and then calmly looked at the middle-aged man who arrived.

"Since you're in the northwest, you always have to talk to us, don't you, Rong Jinse!" the middle-aged man's deep but unusually steady voice sounded.

"General Wang. Xiang Rong Zhen saluted with the two remnants behind him, and looked respectfully at the middle-aged man who appeared.

Then his eyes fell on the girl, the name Rong Jinse may not be known by too many people in the northwest, but it is a name full of something in the imperial capital, but anyone who can stand at the top of the empire knows the meaning of this name.

The palace master of Weiyang Palace, Rong Jinse!

Weiyang Palace is a force supported by the Empress of Great Qin, all of whom are female cultivators, and they are first-class cultivators.

The fact that this girl in front of her can come here shows that many things in the northwest are controlled by that woman.

Rong Jinse looked at the middle-aged man and said very seriously: "Since I am here, Liang Pocheng can't die, Wang Lin, I am the palace master of Weiyang Palace, you can't kill me, otherwise you will touch the bottom line, and besides, there are no nine realms in the northwest, even if the unequaled marquis comes, it is impossible to leave me." ”

The middle-aged man named Wang Lin shook his head and sighed: "Father already knew that you were coming, and the reason why he didn't use his strength to keep you was just that my father was only trying to keep the family after all, not to commit treason, so you can't go back now." ”

"Master Hou, what's the plan?" Rong Jinse frowned and said lightly.

Wang Lin smiled, and then said: "Please invite Palace Master Rong and General Liang to enter the Ghost Crossing Plain, the Northwest War is about to start, I hope you can make some contributions to the empire." ”

Rong Jinse looked at Wang Lin mockingly, and said disdainfully: "You don't think you are ridiculous." ”

"There's nothing to laugh at, I just hope that the palace master will cooperate. Wang Lin was not angry, and still said calmly.

"What if I don't agree?" Rong Jinse's eyes were like swords, and an incomparably sharp sword intent poured out of his body, and the cold aura began to slowly spread from under his feet.

With a sigh, Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Then naturally we have to move some methods." ”

With a wave of his big hand, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance, and a feeling of oppression was transmitted in the air, which was the breath of the war talisman being transported.

"The moon-chasing siege crossbow is comparable to a sword immortal, I brought seven, how about it?"

"Okay, let's go into the mountains!"

The capital of Xianyang in Daqin is a comfortable and peaceful scene, and the people living here seem to have unspeakable pride, which is the center of Daqin and the most noble place in Daqin.

"Knock knock!"

The sound of heavy iron hooves rumbled, and a blood-red cavalry galloped forward, crossing the official roads of the imperial capital, and galloping all the way towards the emperor's palace.

All those who witnessed such a scene felt very surprised, you must know that this is the imperial capital, and the direction of the cavalry is still the most sacred palace.

"Stop!"

A soldier guarding the palace looked at the rushing cavalry with cold eyes and shouted.

The cavalry didn't look at it, just took out a blood-red banner and continued to rush forward.

When that bright red appeared in the soldier's eyes, a sense of horror crept up on his face, what kind of thing was it, so that it took the fire cloud to ride thousands of miles to deliver the message.

When such a top-secret and important letter reached the hands of the Emperor.

A shocking news has been delivered!

War is on the Northwest!