Chapter 170: Soldiers Approaching the City

"Idiot!"

Zhao Haochen spit out two words from his mouth, and looked at this Taishou with very puzzled eyes, "I wonder, how could the imperial court let you be such a waste Taishou?"

"Presumptuous!" Tai Shou stood up, "Since you don't listen to the advice of this official, then wait for death!" After speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but was blocked by two sergeants. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What do you mean by this? Do you dare to stop this official from leaving? You can't afford to take that kind of consequence!" Taishou turned around, his eyes full of anger, and his face flushed with anger.

"Of course Ben Shuai didn't dare to stop Tai Shou from leaving!" Hearing Zhao Haochen say this, Tai Shou was relieved, and even more fearless, and was about to take a step, when he heard Zhao Haochen speak: "Ben Shuai just wants to settle accounts with Lord Taishou, please don't misunderstand!"

"Oh, settle accounts, what are you going to settle accounts?"

"Driving within 100 meters of the big tent of the Chinese army is a capital crime; asking the commander to go out to greet him and disturb the camp is a capital crime; betraying the interests of the imperial court and taking refuge in the Litian Sword Sect is a capital crime. Zhao Haochen's eyes were cold, cold, and majestic.

Seeing this, this Taishou Lord not only did not panic in the slightest, but became even more arrogant, pointed at Zhao Haochen's nose, and said mockingly: "So what, do you dare to kill me? Not to mention that I am a member of the imperial court, and I must have the holy decree of the little emperor, you can try to move me?"

His face was full of disdain, and he looked at Zhao Haochen, as if he was looking at a fool, waiting for him to kneel and beg for mercy.

But is that really the case?

Zhao Haochen laughed twice, and slowly took out a token from his arms, this Tai Shou looked, and clearly saw the two words "imperial envoy", which made him a little shocked for a while, but his attitude was still tough, and he did not bow down.

"Hmph, don't think that you can kill me if you are the emperor's envoy, my grandfather is the fourth elder of the Litian Sword Sect, do you dare to kill me?"

Zhao Haochen shook his head helplessly, looked at him with idiotic eyes, and asked, "Do you know how the pig died?"

Taishou's eyes were full of doubts, and Huang Tiancheng, who was standing beside him, burst out laughing, and said, "Dashuai, I know, it's stupid!"

At this moment, this Taishou is like a gushing volcano, and he actually scolded himself for being a pig, which is unbearable, but he resisted twice, but he couldn't move.

Zhao Haochen walked up to him, slapped his cheek twice with his palm humiliatingly, looked at him with pity, and said, "Ben Shuai is here to destroy the Litian Sword Sect!"

casually pulled a steel knife, and in his frightened eyes, it slowly plunged into his chest, and he wanted to scream, but the sergeant covered his mouth tightly, and he could only let the mermaid flesh.

The red blood slowly flowed under him, and a thick bloody aura came to the surface, and a sergeant came to clean up, but was stopped by Zhao Haochen, "No need to clean up, anyway, we won't stay here anymore, let's enter the City Lord's Mansion!"

Mo Yuanji, the head of the Litian Sword Sect, had a gloomy face and sat in the first place, "It seems that the imperial court wants to move seriously!"

Many elders glanced at each other, their eyes and cheeks full of heaviness and disdain.

After all, none of them expected that the imperial court would really dare to do something to themselves and others, the gap between high-level martial arts and cultivators was simply too big, and this could not be filled by the number of people at all.

Zhao Haochen looked at the place of Jianyu Mountain, Zhong Lingyuxiu, the spiritual power is rich, the grass and trees are flourishing, the spirit monkey and crane shuttle among them, and the waterfall that flows straight down to three thousand feet is beautiful, I have to say that this Litian Sword Sect definitely chose a good place.

It's just that even the best place will be washed away by blood for a while, and from then on, the blood will rush into the sky and become a ghost in the world, and it is not suitable for righteous people to practice.

Not long after, a group of martial cultivators on Jianyu Mountain walked down from the mountain, and the first one was the head Mo Yuanji.

Although they don't pay attention to the millions of troops in the imperial court, they need to plan carefully, and what they need now is time, otherwise Mo Yuanji would not go down the mountain in person.

Seeing Zhao Haochen in a white robe, Mo Yuanji, as a master of Hong Yuanjing, naturally didn't give him much face, and his cold face made Zhao Haochen look uncomfortable, "I don't know what Zhao Dashuai's trip means?"

Zhao Haochen also had a businesslike attitude, and said lightly: "The Jianyushan Imperial Court has requisitioned, please leave as soon as possible!"

Hearing Zhao Haochen's words, Mo Yuanji's heart suddenly sank, and he requisitioned Sword Rain Mountain, isn't this obviously just to dissolve the Litian Sword Sect.

Mo Yuanji raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Haochen, Zhao Haochen suddenly felt hungry The void around him was shaken, and a powerful force descended like a mountain pressing on the top, and the spiritual power around his body unconsciously escaped, forming a vacuum around him.

Huang Tiancheng, who was beside Zhao Haochen, was also affected, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, but he gritted his teeth and supported it.

Zhao Haochen's heart moved, the sword stone on his chest moved slightly, and a crisp and loud sword roar sounded, the pressure that Mo Yuanji gave Zhao Haochen suddenly disappeared, and Huang Tiancheng coughed violently twice.

Zhao Haochen looked at Mo Yuanji, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his voice was cold: "Master Mo, my generals just want to borrow some grain and grass from your faction, but it's good to take over your Litian Sword Sect, without asking the reason and indiscriminately, directly slaughtering the three hundred generals in my camp, you know, those are all generals!"

Mo Yuanji's heart sank, he knew that Zhao Haochen would definitely talk about this matter, but there was a big difference between this general and a sergeant.

"Those three hundred people are all sergeants on their signs, how did they become generals?" Mo Yuanji was really puzzled, and looked at Zhao Haochen suspiciously, he couldn't say, if he coordinated well, he would avoid deaths and injuries, after all, compared to cultivation resources, disciples are the foundation of the sect.

Zhao Haochen smiled faintly, since he was looking for something to do, it was much simpler, tilted his head and said to the person behind him: "Take it!"

A yellow cloth silk was completed, Mo Yuanji took the cloth, opened it and saw that it was the names of the three hundred people who died, all of whom were promoted to generals a few days ago, and the names were all the same, "General Mingwei".

Mo Yuanji's face was even colder, gloomy and almost out of the water, after seeing this cloth, he knew the determination of the imperial court this time, and vowed not to give up, either you die or I die, there is absolutely no room for reconciliation.

Maybe he didn't ask before, and he would have passed with one eye and one eye closed, and it would be fine if he moved away from Jianyu Mountain, but ......