As soon as the picture turned, he saw Qiushui's white clothes stained with blood, protecting a few Yaoguang disciples, and constantly waving the golden long sword in his hand, and the stone in Luo Yu's heart slowly fell.

Seeing the situation clearly, Nangong Wei was even more anxious in her heart, a moment later, she didn't know how many disciples of the sect wanted to die, as the head of a sect, she was the most unwilling to see the disciples of the sect fall, this is the foundation of the sect.

Yes!

Luo Yu shouted, he 浑 (shēn) light four (shè), like a burning fierce (rì), (shēn) after the condensation of seven long swords, sword light four (shè).

Nangong Wei and the Purple Void Dao people looked at each other, very puzzled, and the other people showed admiration, knowing that Luo Yu was going to use the secret technique of killing the enemy with a sword thousands of miles away.

Whoosh ......

Everyone retreated into the distance, Luo Yu waved his hand, and a mouthful of flying swords flew out of his storage purse, more than a hundred flying swords of various colors, the sword light was swirling, and the air sword was vertical and horizontal.

Seeing so many flying swords, all of them were good magic weapons, the Purple Void Dao people frowned slightly, when did their apprentices get so many magic weapons.

(ài) Wealth is like life, are you really willing to spend money to buy magic weapons?

How is it possible, if he knew that these were robbed, he would probably faint on the spot, but he only taught the spirit of robbing the land, and did not teach the magic weapon of robbing homes and houses.

"Tiangang Sword Technique!"

The Purple Void Daoist's face, which was originally as indifferent as water, showed a touch of surprise.

Boom Boom Boom ......

A mouthful of flying swords, with Luo Yu's sword command, the sword light flickered into the sky, accompanied by the sound of breaking the void, ripples in the void emerged, the void was torn apart like rags, and all kinds of long swords instantly sank into the void.

In a few breaths, all the flying swords were submerged into the void, and Luo Yu always pinched the magic trick in his left hand, controlling a mouthful of flying swords.

As the picture in the lake shook for a while, there was a loud bang in the sky of the Big Eye Imperial City, and hundreds of flying swords broke through the air, and the flying swords flew towards the Xuantian Society cultivators.

The flying swords in the sky were swirling, shuttling through the air by themselves, cutting through a large area of the void, and one after another Changhong pointed directly at the cultivators of the Xuantian Society, and the people of the Xuantian Society saw the scene like a play, and they were stunned on the spot.

Seeing so many flying swords, a smile appeared on his face, and he muttered, "It's finally here!"

Looking at the hundred flying swords, covering the sky (rì), and the sword light was swirling, Yaoguang and the others were also frightened at first, thinking that it was the foreign aid of the Xuantian Society.

In the blink of an eye, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their faces showed joy, and all the flying swords were killed at the Xuantian Society.

When everyone in the imperial city saw this scene, they cheered one by one, and finally came to the rescue, and someone came to help them kill the enemy, and many people burst into tears of excitement.

On the city wall, standing side by side with the commander of the (jìn) guards, Prince Haoyang, with a miserable face, looked at the flying swords in the sky and muttered, "It's not too late to come!"

"(diàn), what's wrong?" Song Yuanshan frowned slightly, clenched his fists, and asked.

He (shēn) was the commander of the (jìn) guard and was responsible for defending the palace, otherwise he would have rushed down to kill the enemy.

He had prepared for the worst, in case Yaoguang was defeated, he would rush up to help, this bloody (xìng) man, had an invincible heroic courage.

"Teacher, the god of war is here!" Prince Haoyang said to the commander.

Prince Haoyang had already begun to practice martial arts with Song Yuanshan, so Song Yuanshan was the prince's teacher at this time.

Song Yuanshan's face froze, he looked at the flying sword in the sky, and muttered: "The god of war is really (xiōng) cherishing the world, it's really not simple!"

Prince Haoyang nodded silently......

A middle-aged man in front of the palace walked to the square in front of the palace, and after the civil and military officials, if the stars arched over the moon,

Followed.

Murong Li watched the flying swords in the void, screams kept coming, a large area of blood mist above the imperial city floated down, and the air was filled with this bloody aura, and the heaven and earth were slaughtered.

"No matter how dangerous the situation is, the god of war (tǐng) (shēn) who has the power to turn the tide will come out, and Da Yan is lucky!" Murong Li said lightly.

"Is it the return of the god of war? Protect my Dayan, protect Your Majesty!" An old official, hearing His Majesty's words, burst into tears and said in a trembling voice.

"It's this group of rebels and thieves who framed the god of war in order to divide the god of war, they took the opportunity to rebel and leave us alone!" shouted a middle-aged military general, who was the governor of the god of war who was the god of war on the great (diàn).

"The God of War is righteous and thin, even if he has been wronged like this, he is still loyal to His Majesty, and it is really a blessing for Da Yan that my Dayan has this good talent!"

......

Looking at the sword qi in the air and the large blood mist, the woman in black dodged the blow of the blue-robed old man, and shouted coldly at the void: "Who are you?

"Hmph, I used to be the number one god of war in Dayan!

A cold voice exploded in the Imperial City, like thunder, penetrating into the ears of everyone in the Imperial City.

Hearing the word God of War, inside and outside the palace, blood boiled, and on the wall of the palace courtyard (jìn), Wei Junshan shouted, "The God of War has returned!"

The sound shook the sky, people shed tears of excitement, and finally someone came to save them!

Yes!

With a clear sound, the black-clothed woman's eyes were blood-red, but she didn't expect it to be Luo Yu, she had already lost all the plates, and with a swing of a knife, dozens of long swords chased by Qianzhang Daomang (dàng).

She was on tiptoe, holding a long fiery red knife, and rushed towards the Great Yan Imperial City.

"Escort, protect Your Majesty!"

"Hurry up!"

Everyone in the palace saw the woman in black rushing towards her, she was as fast as lightning, and the old unicorn was anxious, but he couldn't catch up with her.

Song Yuanshan rose from the ground, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he raised his fists with flashing light, to take this earth-shattering blow, the opponent was a great sage, and he was determined to die.

Loyalty, (rì) month can be learned.

Rumble!

Just as the woman in black was about to rush to the light curtain, and everyone's faces were like ashes, there was a loud noise in the void, and a silver long sword broke through the air.

With a sword roar, thousands of white clouds appeared out of thin air in the fiery red sky, and in the blink of an eye, the white clouds turned into an extremely bright sword and slashed towards the woman in black.

Where Bai Hong passed, the void was shattered, the wind and thunder surged, with unparalleled sword intent, the woman in black exclaimed, she found that this sword could kill her, this sword did not seem to belong to this world.

Enraged, she swung her long knife to fend off and flew back into the distance.

Rumble!

With a muffled snort, the sword slashed the long knife away, and flew over the part of the woman in black (tún), and the woman in black's part (tún) was drenched in blood.

Her eyes were full of terror, she didn't look back, and disappeared into the void.

With a burst of breaking sounds, a hundred flying swords rose into the sky and disappeared into the air, leaving only the silver flying swords, flying into Qiu Shui's hands.

There was a burst of cheers inside and outside the imperial city, and the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe was beyond words.

"Luo Lin, we have also escaped! My God, it is the first time to see the God of War shoot so closely, the God of War is too powerful, and no one can kill the enemy with a sword before he comes!" Chai Yu wiped his cold sweat, he saw the divine power of those hundreds of flying swords, and he was afraid when he thought about it, if they were really controlled by the Six Princes (cāo), this mouth flying sword would come to take their heads.

"Well, yes! The god of war is something we can only look up to! It's a sword

You see that the woman in black is in the realm of great sages, and she was also split by a sword...... "The young silver-armored man said with palpitations.

"You kid, that's a (pì) blood flow, well, it's a pity, I didn't see a white flower ......"

"It's not easy for the general to see the white flowers, Zhenliang City has Changle Fang, which is a place where the four elegant places of Dayan are located, I'll treat you, well, I'll give you the door......"

"You kid, you want Lao Tzu to go home and kneel on the washboard again, right?"

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of displaced people in the barracks, although they have lost their homes, they are full of joy.

A smile appeared on Chai Yu's face, for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, who said it wasn't......

In the distance, there was a sound of horses' hooves, with billowing smoke and dust, and a father-in-law with a few guards dismounted in front of the barracks.

When Chai Yu saw Gonggong Hu, he hurriedly greeted him, clasped his fists and saluted: "Gonggong Hu, why are you here?"

Gonggong Hu glanced at Chai Yu, nodded and said with a smile: "General Chai has a meritorious escort, Your Majesty is happy, (rì) will be rewarded for meritorious deeds, but Da Yan is in this calamity, and now the people of the imperial city are displaced, which can damage Da Yan's face!"

"Your Majesty's generation of Ming monarchs, our courtiers must be loyal and assisted, and they will never give up! These people ......"

"Pass on Your Majesty's message, ask General Chai to lead the Changlin Army to rebuild the imperial city, this is another great achievement, it can be seen that Your Majesty has a tight trust in General Chai!"

Chai Yu's heart trembled, and he hugged his fists in the direction of the imperial city and said, "Weichen will definitely live up to His Majesty's trust!"

Then sent away Gonggong Hu, Chai Yu immediately issued an order, the army set up camp, settled the lost people, and all the soldiers were ready to clean up the ruins of the imperial city and rebuild the imperial city.

In the north study, the holy decrees were one after another, and the fathers-in-law of the Internal Affairs Office were busy breathless.

The crown prince personally led the troops, surrounded the prince's mansion, and in the attic deep in the palace, took away the six princes with dead faces, and sealed the palace.

This palace coup d'état involved a wide range of people, and Murong Li used thunderous means to arrest all the henchmen of the six kings.

Half an hour later, a group of young people appeared on the dilapidated streets of the imperial city, watching the collapse of large houses and the streak of corpses, and sighed for a while.

The soldiers of the Changlin Army are already clearing the rubble and treating the injured people.

The soldiers on the upper floor of the palace gate saw a group of young people on the road, including a young man with frost and snow on his temples who was known to the guard.

The guards rushed down the city wall and ran towards the palace (diàn), shouting as they ran: "Quick, quick, the god of war is back!"

After a while, the news of the return of the god of war spread throughout the palace, and Murong Li personally walked out of the city to greet him, and a group of civil officials and soldiers hurriedly walked towards the palace gate under the escort of the guards.

Walking on the road and looking at the scene of the imperial city, even though Murong Li was the Ninth Five-Year Venerable, he was not moved, and he groaned and screamed.

Seeing the sound of footsteps in the distance, Luo Yu raised his head and looked into the distance, just as he saw Murong walking away from the dragon.

He wanted to let go of the soft water in his hand, but the jade hand grabbed his hand tightly, for fear that once he let go, he would no longer be able to grasp it.

"I said, girl, if you don't let go, how can I salute!" Luo Yu turned his head and smiled bitterly.

"One hand is fine!" Qiushui glanced at Luo Yu and said lightly.

"One-handed...... The little monk has seen His Majesty...... Um, tap ......"

Hahaha......

Hehehe......

The crowd laughed.