Yesterday, a few friends made an appointment to go to the suburbs to play, but I was tired of going around here and there. 【Full text reading】Thank you for the tips from a few book friends yesterday, I am in a much better mood.

A surging sword qi actually taught heaven and earth to change!

For a while, it was as if a fire had descended from heaven and surrounded Wang Ce in a sea of fire!

Oh no! The only martial sect of the imperial family made a move. Wang Ce suddenly changed, and a trace of anger in his heart was beating and burning, okay, the young master has never been a killer in the love of the little girl, these brain-dead royal families are actually!

Hehe, do you really think that the young master is afraid of a bird martial sect?

Wang Ce's cold glow flashed, his five fingers were soft, and he shook his wrist. This originally heavy knife suddenly seemed to become a lot lighter, which was extremely awkward for others to use the method of the sword to control the sword, but it was extremely natural!

"Young Master, let you idiot royals see, a martial arts sect is not even a scum in front of the young master!"

Rising in mid-air, Wang Ce endured this terrifying sword with his heart, and roared awe-inspiringly: "Treat the young master and me as Doudou?

The sand that doesn't leak!

Light and leisurely delivery, this is the first time since Wang Ce's deification that he has shown no leakage in actual combat. The last time I faced the crow in Haizhou, I didn't show it.

Outsiders will never understand what a terrible swordsmanship the sand of the unleaking sand is!

Once he stepped into the apotheosis, Wang Ce could faintly perceive that terrifying will. Not leaking should be understood in reverse, not leaking itself, but when facing the enemy, it is the vitality of the enemy who leaks!

"Huh!" The face of this royal martial sect changed greatly, and he instantly felt that Wang Ce's imperial sword showed this blow to teach people's hearts to be fascinated by the alluring swordsmanship!

It is as if a person is stumbling into the boundless desert, and the yellow sand in the sky seems to have turned into the most favorable sword qi, and the silent scorching heat and the flying jīdàng yellow sand sword qi make people feel desperate!

The terrifying will of the Martial Emperor really almost made this Martial Sect fall into this kind of shock in his heart!

The wind blows the sand, the sword blows the blood!

It's just so powerful that people are desperate, but this surging sword qi soars into the sky, so that the heavens and the earth change, so that Wang Ce can't control the power, and he faintly crushes this radius of 100 meters into powder!

Ji Qianfu rode the wind in the clouds, half satisfied, half dissatisfied nod. This apprentice's ability is somewhat beyond his expectations. He hasn't made a move so far, so naturally he just wants to see Wang Ce's strength, and then he can train his apprentices.

"Enough. ”

A sound fell from the sky, like a heavy hammer, bombarding the hearts of Wang Ce and this martial sect. Suddenly, the two of them were embarrassed and separated, Wang Ce solemnly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows and sneered: "It turned out to be the Nightless Martial Sect! ”

"You!" This royal martial arts sect had a hot face, and he pounced on him again in anger!

But at this moment, a light and shadow rushed down from the sky, and fell in the middle in an instant, and his displeasure shook his sleeves. This Imperial Martial Sect was like a lonely boat in a storm, blasted away hundreds of meters like a cannonball!

The faces of the three royal family martial artists turned pale, and they blurted out in fear: "Martial Emperor!"

Wang Ce wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a smile, and patted the little girl who was dead with her eyes closed: "Master, why don't you just shoot again next year, I will wait for you to save me." ”

Ji Qiansu didn't give him a good face, this doesn't look like being an apprentice, how can a master be like a master. Wang Ce didn't pay attention to him, turned his face and pointed at the country: "You brain-dead, I'm not uncommon to talk nonsense with you!"

The faces of the three Wu Zun were pale, and the Wu Zong flew back, looking at Ji Qian's defeat, and his face changed several times.

Wang Ce's attitude of "I have Emperor Wu and my fist is big": "In short, the royal family is not only your royal family, but also a member of the royal family, and the wealth of the royal family has her share." I didn't ask before, and I left it to her here. ”

The Imperial Martial Sect glared angrily, and Wang Ce stepped forward and patted his face gently, making an extremely hateful expression of "My face is here, if you come to beat me".

"Don't dare?" Wang Ce sneered and raised his middle finger: "Coward!" If you really dare to come up and fight to the death, Wang Ce can still look up a little higher.

The faces of the four royal masters are iron-blue, but there is a faint hint of indescribable taste!

At this time, as soon as Ji Qianyu appeared, there was no suspense. The Beiliu royal family, who had already lost their fighting spirit, only wanted to transfer their wealth and escape, and they didn't even care about the chaos in the city, where did they still have the courage at this time.

It should also be the Northland. Wang Ce sneered silently, and waited for the people gathered by Fu Zhaoyuan to come after a while, and then signaled to transport away the several large boxes of wealth here!

When leaving, the little girl glanced back and pursed her lips for a long time, but she didn't know what to say, and silently followed Wang Ce's figure.

Slowly, a tear slipped down the little girl's cheek and smashed on the floor!

North Stream, Dead Country!

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The state city is in a state of chaos.

An army of seventy or eighty thousand was gathered outside the city, and suddenly there was chaos, along with the other generals. Immediately, there were many unscrupulous rebels looting around the city.

When Wang Ce came out, he saw a group of tyrannical and greedy soldiers rushing into a large family's house, slashing several people, and even cutting off their hands in order to grab a bracelet.

Although there are some guards in the big family, there are some guards whose eyes are sneaky, and they are also motivated.

In troubled times, there always seems to be this scene. Wang Ce frowned, rubbed his body and stepped forward, swinging his knife to kill this group of soldiers. Seeing a little bit rising into the air, he faintly saw Fu Zhaoyuan and others restraining the soldiers in the city, so he nodded with satisfaction.

Fu Zhaoyuan was originally the governor, and his prestige was naturally not lacking, and with the skill of executing on the street, the chaos in the city was quickly controlled.

When Miao Xuchuan led thousands of soldiers and horses to join, he soon restored the state city to its pride. However, the bloody smell wafting through the city was doomed.

Seeing that it was basically the same, Ji Qianyu suddenly raised his head: "Someone is coming!"

Needless to say, Wang Ce also quickly discovered that several figures flew from outside the city, faintly observing the city. Wang Ce pouted: "It's from the two rebels." Master, bother you and expel them. ”

Ji Qian's jaw was defeated, he clutched his sleeves and didn't even bother to show his posture, and freely released the breath of ordinary restraint. The superb aura of the Martial Emperor made the masters quickly shake their hearts, and they turned around and fled one by one like a race!

The Beiliu royal family basically gave up, and Wang Ce had no intention of staying here. However, it is not a joke for the army to be pulled, and it is always necessary to prepare grain and grass.

Yes, some preparation is inevitable. Suo xìng is the royal family gave up Beiliu, Tai Xu and others prepared grain, grass and ordnance, etc., but no one came to interfere. Even the two rebel armies that were faintly besieging the city also seemed to be hindered by Ji Qian's defeat, so they did not send troops to stop them.

Wang Ce smiled with satisfaction, everything is under control!

The state city was bustling, a small number of civilian officials led by Tai Xu, the garrison army that Miao Xuchuan could control, and the field army that Fu Zhaoyuan could control. There is an endless stream of preparations for the next day's opening.

There are not many soldiers who can put down the army of seventy or eighty thousand and follow it, but not many people will choose to resist.

Beiliu has come to this point, and he can't live if he hangs on his last breath, this kind of taste is a kind of torment for anyone. Although this turmoil is inappropriate, it has given everyone a chance to be freed.

Descend what should fall, go what should go, die damned, continue to live life when it is time to continue living!

The four royal masters looked at the busy state city sadly, as if it was an isolated world, and as if there was a glass cover that isolated them, and it should have nothing to do with them.

"We are north, this time it is really ......" The Imperial Martial Sect seemed to drain all his strength before struggling out of the last two words: "It's gone!"

The three Wu Zun bowed their heads gloomily, and one of them had a slight glimmer of hope: "Flawless, she has Wang Ce's help, maybe, maybe it will be an opportunity?" The other two were silent.

This Imperial Martial Sect was silent for a long time, watching the sky gradually dim, sighed, and said in a low voice: "It's best to stop this thought! Some of the things that have happened in my Beiliu in the past few years are by no means superficial, you don't know, and I just guess one or two!"

"There's a reason why I didn't let Flawless succeed to the throne. ”

This royal martial sect repeated in a trance: "It's not so obvious at a glance on the surface!"

As the sun set, a warm wind blew on his body, but this martial artist only felt extremely sad and powerless.

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The city is full of wind and rain all day long, and all kinds of discussions under the sī are endless.

Loyal to the eldest princess, the eldest princess is the emperor. For most people, it's just a choice to go with the flow, and the uncertainty of the future is like a lingering yīn cloud suppressed in the heart.

It wasn't until the second day that they witnessed the existence of Ji Qianfu, the Martial Emperor, and many people felt a little relieved. There is a Martial Emperor, and I feel that I have confidence.

I don't know if it was because of Ji Qian's outburst of breath yesterday, overnight, maybe for the sake of fulfilling loyalty, maybe for the future, maybe for the sake of other hearts, there were many people who decided to leave together.

Officials of all sizes headed by Tai Xu, plus more than 5,000 garrisons of Miao Xuchuan, and more than 10,000 field troops of Fu Zhaoyuan. Coupled with the families of the soldiers and officials, there are many people in Haohao dàngdàng.

Wang Ce originally thought that the two rebels would at least pursue it, even if it was just to show it, they would be more or less satisfied. Who knows, he miscalculated this time, and the other party actually just sent someone to investigate, so he didn't care about it.

There are a few other explanations, but it's still a little weird. Wang Ce pondered in his heart, and he didn't think about it.

Between Beiliu and Sinzhou, there is a small country apart, and because of the geographical location, it is actually not too far. The only thing to worry about is whether this small country is willing to pass through the road, and if Ji Qianqian is in charge, the small country is expected to be under great pressure.

In this migration, there are no less than 40,000 people. Wang Ce didn't point fingers, Suo Xìng had Tai Xu, etc., so Suo Xìng handed it over to them, and by the way, he established the prestige of the eldest princess of the little girl.

Wang Ce's attitude of not interfering also somewhat reassured the hearts of Tai Xu and others.

Seeing that the situation was unhindered and Ji Qian was defeated, Wang Ce gave an explanation, and then rushed back to Sinzhou single-handedly as quickly as possible.

Halfway through, Wang Ce recalled the encounter in the past few days, shook his head and muttered: "It's so trivial for tens of thousands of people, if it's hundreds of millions of people, then what's the matter?"

"The Emperor is really a high-risk, high-pressure profession!"