The flying pavilion flows with pills, and the sword pavilion rises and falls.
In the majestic Shangjian Mansion, Emperor Wei was wearing imperial robes and a crown, standing behind a figure with a respectful expression.
In the Wei Kingdom, the only person who could make the Wei Emperor so respectful was the imperial general Pang Juan.
Pang Juan, dressed in an elegant blue shirt, looked like a scholar, but the murderous look between his brows destroyed the overall elegance.
Standing with his hands behind his hands, Pang Juan stared at the rain of blood falling from the sky. After a long time, he finally said: "Is my emperor here for this rain?"
Stepping forward, Emperor Wei and Pang Juan stood side by side and said solemnly: "Marquis Xinling has fallen, and there are changes in Suowu Hell!"
"Guard the Eighteenth Level of Hell, I'm afraid there will be turmoil in all the Eighteenth Level of Hell!"
"The scandal that happened in the Daqian Empire in the past is actually happening in our country of Wei!"
Emperor Wei's eyes were cold to the bone, and the rain of blood that fell around him stood still in mid-air, and immediately turned into ice crystals and fell down.
"General, how should I, the Wei Dynasty, deal with this matter? Being able to kill Marquis Xinling is enough to show how extraordinary this person is!"
Lifting his eyes, Emperor Wei stared straight at Pang Juan, with a hint of urgency in his eyes.
Hearing this, Pang Juan smiled lightly and said, "What countermeasures did my emperor take before coming here?"
"My emperor will withdraw some of his elite troops from the battlefield outside the territory, and mobilize tens of millions of troops to go to hell to suppress it!"
"The turmoil in hell is a minor matter. If the prisoners in Suowu Hell escape, I, the Wei Dynasty, will be completely embarrassed!"
"Those prisoners must be suppressed in hell again, otherwise Dawei will become the second Daqian and make people laugh!"
Emperor Wei gritted his teeth and said, in the past he also laughed at the incompetence of the Daqian Empire and actually let people break through the Suowu Hell, but now he has also experienced the pain.
"Tens of millions of troops, suppress the Suowu Hell!" Pang Juan's eyes changed slightly and asked: "Who is leading the army?"
"Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia!" Emperor Wei said a little feebly. Over the past thousands of years, the state of Wei has been declining. All the powerful ancestors have left, but the new generation of descendants has no amazing and beautiful people.
"Zhai Huang and Zi Xia!" Pang Juan's face changed slightly, his sword eyebrows raised suddenly, and he said: "Prime Minister Zhai Huang is good at internal affairs, and although his cultivation is good, he is not good at marching and setting up formations. And Mr. Zi Xia is good at writing books. It has never been involved in marching and setting up formations!"
"In the hands of two people, an army of tens of millions will be like a pile of loose sand!" Pang Juan's tone became increasingly sharp, and a murderous intention emerged. It was like an unsheathed sword, giving people an incomparable sense of oppression.
After hearing this, Emperor Wei's expression did not change and said: "I also know this. Although Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia are not good at marching and forming formations, their cultivation is second only to the general and the emperor. These two people join forces , enough to suppress those who break through the Suowu Hell!"
"As for the turbulent prisoners, it is not difficult for tens of millions of troops to suppress them. Haha, doesn't it mean that the admiral has no confidence in the elite of the empire?"
Emperor Wei said slowly, with a rare look of pride in his eyes. Although the Wei State did not have many powerful ancestors, its army was made up of tigers and wolves, each of whom was brave and good at fighting.
The frown on Jian's eyebrows deepened, and Pang Juan said earnestly: "My emperor thinks that Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia are better than Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo."
Jing Ke, Zhao Kuo! Emperor Wei's face changed in vain, he realized something, and said in a low voice: "They are no different. The general's words mean that the person who broke through the Suowu Hell is the target of the Warring States period's killing order?"
"Nine times out of ten, this is the case!" Pang Juan said with a very certain tone.
"Impossible. Even if that person can kill Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo, the strength of Marquis Xinling is far greater than those two!" Emperor Wei shook his head and said.
"What if we add the prisoners in hell?" Pang Juan continued: "Although the Martial God's Chosen Tribe is humble in Tiangang and is a slave to Tiangang, it is precisely because of this kind of oppression that the Martial God Chosen Tribe has produced many strong men!"
"Many of these powerful men may have perished, and some may be trapped in hell!"
"If this person breaks through the Suowu Hell and unites with the prisoners in Hell, he will have the strength to kill Xinlinghou!"
Pang Juan is worthy of being an ancient ancestor with extremely vicious vision. He surmised the actual process in just a few words, "If a general who is good at marching and setting up an army leads an army of tens of millions, followed by Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia, it will be enough to gather tens of millions of troops."
Suppress those prisoners and even trap that lowly citizen. Unfortunately, Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia are not good at marching and forming formations."
Pang Juan's words are so logical and convincing.
"Then the Emperor will withdraw his army immediately!" Emperor Wei's face changed in vain. The Wei Dynasty has lost Marquis Xinling. If it loses its mainstays like Zhai Huang and Zixia, the Wei Dynasty will be in danger and will become the weakest empire among the seven kingdoms.
True to its name.
"The Void Sword Formation is a million miles away in an instant. It's too late!" Pang Juan shook his head slightly and sighed.
"General, if you take control of these tens of millions of troops, plus Zhai Huang and Zixia, it will be easy to kill these prisoners!"
Emperor Wei's eyes brightened in vain, and he stared at Pang Juan with great fervor.
Hearing this, Pang Juan shook his head slightly and said, "Did my emperor forget the emperor's agreement?"
"Although I am a general of the empire, I cannot interfere in the affairs of the empire unless the other party invades the imperial capital!"
"This damn emperor's agreement!" Emperor Wei cursed softly, but this emperor's agreement was made by the emperors of all countries at the same time, and he, the majestic emperor of a country, could only obey.
Chasing the Tiangang Mountains and Rivers, if the Emperor takes action, life will definitely be ruined. The Emperors of various countries have made a covenant with the Emperor, and no Emperor will interfere in the affairs of the empire. At the same time, many ancient ancestors cannot take action.
If these ancient ancestors took action, they could only be limited to the imperial capital.
The battle for supremacy in Tiangang depends on the abilities of the emperors.
However, many emperors have considered that some ancient ancestors are not bound by this emperor's agreement to compete for the Martial God, such as Jing Ke of Yan State, Zhao Kuo of Zhao State, and Xinlinghou of Wei State.
Pang Juan smiled slightly and said: "Although I cannot take action due to the existence of the Emperor's Covenant, if those prisoners arrive in the imperial capital, this Emperor's Covenant will not be able to restrain me!"
Having said this, Pang Juan turned around and walked into the sword pavilion, and his voice slowly came out: "As long as my emperor can lead those lowly people to the imperial capital, I will let these lowly people be buried in the imperial capital forever."
Led the lowly people to the imperial capital? Emperor Wei's eyes flashed coldly, and he turned around, his whole body filled with the intention of killing.
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On the border of Wei State, the bloody rain that lasted for several days just stopped.
The world was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and the sky still showed a blood-red color.
A majestic general trend surged between heaven and earth, and endless Wei soldiers appeared at the end of heaven and earth.
Tall war horses, battle flags moving in the wind, swords and spears glowing with cold light.
This is an army of tigers and wolves, with the intent to kill pervading it.
But in front of the army, there were two people standing, both dressed in green shirts, which perfectly highlighted their gentle and elegant temperament.
Among them, the elder is the Prime Minister of Wei State, Zhai Huang, and the other one is Mr. Zixia, as the Emperor of Wei calls him.
The two of them stood with their hands clasped behind each other, standing on the nine heavens, overlooking the magnificent rivers and mountains below, followed by the tens of millions of Wei troops.
Just these two figures have the tendency to suppress the power of the army.
The undulating mountain peaks were like a sleeping dragon. Zhai Huang narrowed his eyes, stared at the end of the sky, and whispered: "What can Zixia notice?"
"It's a terrifying oppression, much stronger than you and me!" Zixia smiled gently and said slowly.
"The Suowu Hell must have been destroyed, but this person has not left. It seems that he is waiting for me."
"Zhai has never seen such an arrogant and lowly person." Zhai Huang also smiled slightly and said calmly.
"Although the pressure is terrifying, if you and I are alone, we may not be this person's enemy, but if you and I join forces, it shouldn't be difficult to suppress this person!"
Wearing a jade crown, Zixia's eyes as bright as stars were full of confidence. He looked back at the mighty tens of millions of troops and shouted loudly: "In the whole world, is it the land of the king; on the shore of the land, is it the ministers of the king?"
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"To cause chaos in hell and violate the majesty of our Wei Dynasty, you must be punished for your crime!"
"Be punished!" Before Zixia finished speaking, tens of thousands of soldiers raised their swords, shook their drums and shouted. Their voices gathered together and turned into an unimaginable sound of heaven and earth, rushing straight into the sky.
Seeing this, Zhai Huang and Zixia looked at each other and smiled. The two of them jointly suppressed that man, and the rest of the prisoners were suppressed by an army of tens of millions, so they were safe on this trip.
But at this moment, a bolt from the blue suddenly penetrated the heaven and the earth, heading straight for the direction of hell...