Xia Xiong and Xia Jingwu and his son were rushing towards the city lord's mansion.
There was a bit of excitement in Xia Jingwu's eyes: "Hey, I want to see how Wei Zong died this time. How can he be so crazy when facing the Lord of the City?"
"Jingwu! Have you forgotten what I told you before?" Xia Xiong glanced at his son with some dissatisfaction.
"Oh!" Xia Jingwu quickly calmed down and became expressionless.
"When you see the Lord of the City later, you must not show your gloating, understand!" Xia Xiong looked a little stern.
"clear!"
In front of the city lord's palace, Xia Xiong and his son were blocked.
"The Lord of the City is nowhere to be seen now!"
Looking at the two sword-wielding sergeants standing in front of him, Xia Xiong frowned slightly and said in a more serious tone: "Can you please go in and report that Xia Xiong wants to see the Lord of the City and has something important to report!"
However, the two people remained motionless and said expressionlessly: "General Xia, please come back. The Lord of the City will not see anyone now."
Seeing that the two of them were so determined, Natsuo became a little confused.
He didn't have the courage to break in by force. But he was unwilling to go back like this.
Xia Xiong was hesitant in his heart. Just when he wanted to continue to say something, a figure slowly appeared from the city lord's palace. He was a tall and energetic old man. Like Nia Xiong, he wore a general's armor.
Seeing this old man, Xia Xiong seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and quickly shouted: "Old Wu!"
This old man's name is Wu Zhao, and like Xia Xiong, he is also one of the defenders of Wu'an City. However, among the four generals who defend the city, he has the highest strength, and he is also a clansman of the city lord, so his status is quite high. Therefore, even if
When Xia Xiong saw him, he would also address him as Mr. Wu.
Wu Zhao seemed to have just seen Xia Xiong, and Wu Zhao walked slowly towards Xia Xiong's direction. Seeing Wu Zhao approaching, the two sergeants who were originally blocking Xia Xiong quickly bowed and saluted.
After a quick glance, Wu Zhao understood what had happened. He looked at Xia Xiong and still said slowly: "You want to see the city lord?"
"Yes, I have something important to report. I hope Mr. Wu can help me and let me know."
However, Wu Zhao just shook his head: "Go back, you came at the wrong time!"
"What... does this mean!" Xia Xiong was shocked.
Seeing that Xia Xiong refused to leave, Wu Zhao frowned at first, as if he was hesitating for something. After a while, he slowly said: "Well, it doesn't matter if I tell you! Let's tell the truth.
The Lord of the City is not in the city now, he has gone out!"
"Where?" Xia Xiong asked quickly.
"There was a strange movement in the Origin Beast Cave on the southwest side of Wu'an City, so the Lord of the City went to investigate the situation." At this point, Wu Zhao glanced at Xia Xiong and his son with a hint of warning, and said: "The Lord of the City is not here.
This is a top secret in the city. Now I’m telling you two. I hope you won’t tell anyone, otherwise…” He didn’t say what the consequences would be, and the threat in his eyes was self-evident.
Seeing this, Xia Xiong and his son were shocked, and quickly bowed and said: "Understood!"
Unexpectedly, the city lord is not here. It seems that the capture of Wei Zong can only be postponed temporarily.
…
military camp.
Wei Zong was now a centurion, so he naturally had to have his own team, so he recruited a hundred of the most elite people from Feng Xiu's men to serve as his own team.
At the same time, the few sergeants who had previously blocked the Han Dynasty were appointed as corps commanders by Wei Zong to demonstrate their courage.
After selecting his team, Wei Zong entered into practice again.
But this time, due to the existence of blue crystals, Wei Zong's practice was faster. He originally estimated that it would take five days to enter the 600 sword body, but now it only took two days to reach the 600 sword body!
A series of crackling sounds came from Wei Zong. He suddenly stood up straight, and every muscle seemed to have the power of exploding.
"call!"
After taking a long breath, Wei Zong slowly opened his eyes. An extremely powerful feeling arose from the bottom of his heart. He looked at his body, and the continuous powerful force in his body told him that it seemed that even the heaven and earth could be destroyed.
He breaks.
Of course, this is just an illusion. This world is incredibly strong, and it is too difficult to break. But if he goes out, with his current physical strength, it will not be too easy to break the void.
On Wei Zong's chest, six sword marks were as thick as ink, and the seventh sword mark also showed a faint outline.
"The power of the Six Hundred Sword Body is much stronger than before!" Wei Zong said lightly.
"What kind of skills are you practicing? It's so miraculous!" An Ran also felt the terrifying power of Wei Zong, who was as deep as a prison, and said with some surprise: "I asked myself that I have read countless skills, but I have never seen them.
Like you."
Wei Zong was silent and did not answer.
"Tell me, what kind of technique is it..."
"..."
"How stingy!"
Wei Zong pretended not to hear An Ran's chatter, turned around and walked to his team.
There are a hundred people training.
They held long knives and kept making chopping movements. Every time they made a slash, they shouted loudly. The combined sounds were powerful and powerful, and had the ability to intimidate the enemy's mind.
Wei Zong could also see that the movements of everyone's swords were surprisingly consistent. Every time they used the swords, a trace of blood spread from their bodies, and then concentrated together and covered them, increasing the power of the blow.
This is a military formation!
After looking at it for a while, Wei Zong thought in his mind and came up with some other ideas.
These people are his subordinates, and they respect him enough, so there is no need to worry about their loyalty. He really has the idea of training his subordinates. With his own team, he does not have to do everything by himself.
.Secondly, if you want to climb up, you need your cronies.
Instead of recruiting people, it’s better to train them yourself now.
Wei Zong glanced at everyone's practice, and then clapped his hands.
Upon hearing the sound, everyone who was practicing immediately stopped. At the same time, a sergeant ran to Wei Zong.
"grown ups!"
The sergeant said respectfully.
He was the sergeant who chopped off the big man's legs before. His name was Yang Nu. He was favored by Wei Zong and became his deputy.
"What skills are you practicing now!" Wei Zong asked calmly.
"Tell me, sir, it's the Eight Daxuan Styles!" Yang Nu said quickly.
"Sure enough, it's the Eight Great Mysterious Styles..." Wei Zong nodded, not surprised. These ordinary soldiers can only practice the Eight Great Mysterious Styles.
But the traditional Daxuan Eight Forms... are too slow to practice!