Chapter 137: The Four Youths of the Royal Capital

Zhang Mo walked to the gate of the city with Feng Xi'er, and immediately two beams of light swept over the two of them, and then a black-armored sergeant stepped forward and said, "Please pay five lower grade spirit stones and ten taels of silver as the entrance fee to the city." ”

The entrance fee to the royal capital is a one-time payment, and the beam that swept Zhang Mo and Feng Xi'er before is to detect whether they are immortal cultivators or mortals, immortal cultivators need to pay spirit stones, and mortals only need to pay silver taels.

Zhang Mo frowned and glanced at Feng Xi'er, his immortal cultivator's physique naturally couldn't be hidden, so the test array that entered the city, this detection array that was said to be arranged by more than a dozen Yuan infants, couldn't detect Feng Xi'er's origin.

This made Zhang Mo secretly smack his tongue in his heart, this big array once detected an eighth-order spirit beast, and then the spirit beast directly burst out of his hand and killed a large number of immortal cultivators before swaggering away.

Zhang Mo stroked the storage bag and paid the fee, and the black armor army handed Zhang Mo two black iron tokens, one with 'immortal' and the other with 'fan'.

Zhang Mo, the ring that Feng Xi'er gave him, did not wear it on his hand, after all, this thing was enough to tempt a Jindan monk, so Zhang Mo just used a rope to hang the ring on his chest and hide it.

In the puzzled eyes of the black armor army, Zhang Mo took Feng Xi'er into Xianyang City, mortals and immortal cultivators are two different groups, and few immortal cultivators will bring mortals by their side, so Zhang Mo's move naturally attracted many people who entered the city.

This includes a young man riding a Flame Tiger, this young man has been following Zhang Mo and them, but when he saw Feng Xi'er, the young man's eyes lit up, and he jumped off the Flame Tiger excitedly, and then raised the leather whip in his hand to whip the person in front of him.

Smack!

After the three whips passed, the person in front of the boy was immediately whipped into a blur of flesh and blood, and a short-tempered person immediately wanted to rush up to theorize.

"Do you want to find death? Don't you know that it is Bai Lang, one of the four major young men of the royal capital, who whipped you? Being whipped is only temporary, but if you make him unhappy, his life may be lost at any time!" The person who wanted to rush forward to theorize was stopped by his companion next to him, and after some persuasion, he could only grit his teeth and give up.

"Everyone in front of me should get out of the way, otherwise don't blame Young Master Ben's spicy hands!" Bai Lang shook his whip and crackled in the air, and next to him was a strong man with a lofty instrument, judging from his pace and demeanor, he should have been born in the army.

Bai Lang glanced at the strong man and whispered: "Keep up with a man and a woman in front, find an opportunity to knock the man unconscious, and then snatch the little lady for me, remember not to hurt her." ”

"Young master, don't worry. The strong man said with a knowing smile.

After the strong man finished speaking, his toes touched the ground, and the whole person actually rushed forward a foot or two, silently, which made the black armor soldiers at the door stunned, this strong man should have reached the innate realm, and he is an innate master.

The innate master is already the ultimate of martial arts practitioners, and if he breaks through, he is an immortal cultivator, but basically few martial arts practitioners can break through the innate realm.

Therefore, in the eyes of these black-armored soldiers, the strong man is a legend, just like the earth immortals among the immortal cultivators, although there are them, they are not common.

After the strong man showed his hand, the people who had been pumped by Bai Lang before were secretly glad that they didn't come forward to theorize, otherwise they would really be in danger.

Bai Lang walked into the city gate with his head held high, and some people who didn't know what was going on asked the people around him: "How can this Bai Lang be arrogant? How can he have an innate master as a guard?"

"You don't know this, his father is Bai Qi, the god of war of our Great Qin State, and the Zhao State who once killed lost his armor, and the Black Armor Army was trained by his General Bai Qi. A man familiar with the situation immediately spoke.

"The god of war is white!"

When they heard the name of the god of war Bai Qi, everyone was in awe, this was the pride of their Great Qin State, and it was precisely because of Bai Qi that the army of their Great Qin State was invincible, so that other countries could only rely on the snort of the Great Qin State.

And Zhang Mo found that there was a tail behind him after walking through the urn city with Feng Xi'er, although the tracking level of the strong man was high, but it could not be compared with the immortal cultivators, Zhang Mo's divine sense swept and naturally found the strong man who had been following them.

"How could this guy follow us and find a remote alley to restrain him and ask. Zhang Mo frowned, and there was an idea in his heart.

"Ciel, someone is following us, and I'm going to go down the alley to subdue him. Zhang Mo sent a message to Feng Xi'er.

"Little Momo, go do it, I'm going to eat. After Feng Xi'er finished speaking, she ran away.

Zhang Mo was completely dumbfounded, and even the strong man who was following him was stunned, but then he quickened his pace and prepared to keep up with Feng Xi'er.

Zhang Mo naturally wouldn't let the strong man succeed, only to see him step to the right, directly blocking the way of the strong man.

The strong man's eyes flashed with anger, and he directly stretched out his hand to push Zhang Mo's back, this push contained a trace of his internal strength in it, if Zhang Mo was an ordinary person, this would definitely make him vomit blood and be injured, but it is a pity that Zhang Mo is an immortal cultivator, and the strength of his body far exceeds that of an innate martial artist.

"Bang!"

After a loud sound, the strong man rolled on the ground with his blood-dripping palm.

The strong man seemed to push a palm towards a wall, and all the bones in the palm of his hand were barbed out, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, looking unusually infiltrating.

Zhang Mo glanced back at the strong man, then threw a pill to the strong man and said, "If you take this pill, it can relieve your pain." ”

"Don't be coy!" The strong man threw away the pill and said: "You should be an immortal cultivator, hmph, even if an immortal cultivator enters the royal capital Xianyang, he has to lie on his stomach, you don't know who our master is, let me tell you, our master is the founder of the Black Armor Army, General Bai Qi, the god of war!"

Hearing the strong man's words, Zhang Mo's brows furrowed slightly, he had heard of this Bai Qi slightly, he entered the Tao with martial arts, and he actually cultivated into a golden pill, and his attainments in the battle array were extremely deep, he was invincible in a hundred battles, and he had never lost.

The most important thing is that this Bai Qi is still a Confucian person, Zhang Mo, who was still hesitant to kill the strong man, started directly, and as soon as the flying sword was sacrificed, the surrounding space suddenly solidified.

"It seems inappropriate for Your Excellency to do this. A dull voice rang out.

A black-robed monk was standing in the air, his robe embroidered with a black dragon, the emblem of the Win Clan's Secret Guard.

"It is forbidden to fight at will in the royal capital! Those who violate the order will not be killed!" The voice of the secret guard was like a metal impact, which made the eardrums vibrate.