Countless spiritual senses are staring at this battlefield.

In the starry sky, countless people left their hometowns and headed towards Ding'an Star.

Among them are monks with ordinary cultivation and masters who cannot be found in the world. These people can clearly stay away from war, but they still fly unswervingly towards the battlefield at this moment.

"Everyone is responsible for this battle, and I must go."

A scholar bid farewell to his relatives and friends, and under the gaze of everyone, he walked away with a long sword in his hand.

Not far from him, the man who had a son not long ago kissed the baby who was still in his cradle. With his wife's eyes filled with tears, he picked up a long knife and followed him.

Countless people remained silent, picked up their weapons, and rushed towards Ding'anxing.

At the same time, such scenes are reproduced in various places.

They are blacksmiths, shopkeepers, clerks, butchers...

No matter what their previous identity is, now they only have one identity, that is, the warrior!

The starry sky is vast, and several powerful spiritual senses are communicating with each other.

"At this point, do we still have to stay out of the matter?" someone asked.

But as soon as this question appeared, it was soon covered by a firm voice: "The court does not want us, so we will resist ourselves. If the Tang Dynasty wants to occupy us and enslave us, then step over my body!"

"Send troops! Let the Tang Dynasty know the price of invasion of us!"

"This is no longer medieval. The glory of the Tang Dynasty has long ceased to exist. Destroy them!"

A series of louder sounds echoed above the starry sky.

Many star masters outside the imperial capital responded and sent large troops to help.

The ban from the court is now useless.

No matter how much the bluff is, everyone knows how shameful the peace brought by the Imperial Contract is.

Prince Gu's old body was like the backbone of everyone's heart, inspiring everyone to move forward bravely.

Above the Dayu Star Map.

More and more war souls appeared, surrounding the dragon and horses.

These fighting spirits are transformed by everyone's fighting will.

Public opinion is like water, public opinion is like a knife.

This water can turn into huge waves, overturn the giant ship, and this knife can turn into sharp sharpness and pierce the sky.

The anger towards the Tang Tianchao had turned into thunderous anger and appeared in front of Yan Zhenqing.

All of this, Yan Zhenqing was like a ray of light on his back, as if he was pointed at by thousands of people, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

He felt that what he was facing was not Prince Gu, but the angry eyes of hundreds of millions of people.

"Zhao Hongxun, if you weren't seriously injured, I'm afraid you wouldn't be your opponent."

At this point, even Yan Zhenqing had to admit that Prince Gu had exceeded his expectations.

However, reality is not assumption.

It is a fact that Prince Gu is old. Although he has public opinion, he can't last long.

It's like an old man in his twilight years. Even though he has the sharpest sword in the world, he is still powerless.

"I will remember you. When you die, I will personally carve a tombstone for you." Yan Zhenqing picked up the pen again.

This time, he wrote very quickly, and ten powerful words hung in the air.

The sword dances like a wandering lightning, and returns with the wind.

The pen is like a sword, and there is a sharp sword intent between the horizontal and vertical lines.

There was a faint sound of thunder, which sounded in everyone's ears, and then a strong wind swept through, accompanied by the sharp sword energy soared into the sky.

The words manifest, and the sword energy trembles.

Boom-

The sword intent rushed around, and almost in a flash, the sentient beings on the star map were severely damaged, and a large number of war souls were killed.
Chapter completed!