The roar of the blue dragon stirred up the wind and clouds all over the world.
During the roar, the black and red air currents were caused to swirl violently, rushing straight towards the gate of Yuchen Capital.
The huge dragon-shaped sword is more powerful than the biggest crossbow. If it really hits the city gate, half of the city gate made of stone and steel will collapse.
When the admiral of the city guard saw this, he was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to run back.
However, two figures in red clothes were seen flying out from the Yuchen Capital, weaving a web with two knives, turning it into an unbreakable and magnificent sky net.
The red sword-light sky net descended from the sky, covering Yang Shujue's dragon-shaped sword energy downwards, consuming each other and disappearing into nothing at the same time.
Two men wearing gorgeous red costumes descended with knives and landed next to the city guard admiral.
When the admiral of the city guard saw this, he immediately returned to madness:
"Hahahaha, Yang Shujue, you Xuanjian Division dare to besiege the imperial capital by relying on your own force, but you don't know that there are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in Yuchen Capital. The Nine Great Gods alone are powerful men at the same level as your Five Sword Masters, not to mention the country.
Master Shi and General Du are still in the city, and even the many masters from the Zhenwu Hall are enough to compete with you!"
"It's a joke. The Imperial Preceptor has already approved the order. You are destined to bring trouble and disaster to the country. This time, the Imperial Preceptor is just suppressing him because he has made great contributions to leaving the country... You rebellious ministers and traitors not only don't think about it,
You dare to gather a crowd to besiege the imperial capital...what else do you want to do?"
The admiral of the city guard became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, and his smile gradually became abnormal. The pleasant feeling brought by standing on the top of the city and looking down at the heroes of the Hanging Sword Division was really intoxicating.
Then an arrow shot through the air.
He came quietly, but at the same time he was fierce and domineering.
By the time the two red-clothed divine catchers reacted, the arrow had already been inserted into the forehead of the city guard admiral.
It is impartial and runs right between the eyebrows.
The two divine catchers were secretly shocked by the power of the person who fired the arrow, and looked in the direction of the arrow as they spoke.
I saw [Taboo Sword Master] Taishi Yuheng slowly putting down the long bow in his hand.
"I'm sorry, I wanted to take action when I saw such a villain being successful, but I couldn't hold it back for a while."
Taishi Yuheng was a thirty-year-old middle-aged man with a cold face. He killed the admiral of the city guard with one arrow and his tone was as easy as killing a chicken.
"Hey, I've wanted to kill that kid for a long time, but I just don't have Taishi's archery skills."
Nangong Lian said with a smile on the side.
[Evil-Slaying Sword Master] Liu Yanfei also nodded:
"That's true. Our choice to come to Yuchenjing is already a capital crime. Killing more or less city guard admirals doesn't make any difference."
"But it's very satisfying to kill." [Demon Slayer Sword Master] Su Guanzhi added, "The deadline we gave for negotiation is today, so let's think about how to attack the city."
"There is no need to think too much about this," Yang Shujue glanced at the four of them and said decisively, "The advantage of the disciples of the Xuanjian Division is that their martial arts are much better than ordinary soldiers. They can directly let the envoys hold the sword and attack the tower.
, then put down the hanging rope and let the guards follow. We used all our strength to deal with the imperial masters who came to stop us, and hit the nine-story tower in one go to rescue the chief!"
"It would be great if things can go according to plan, but I don't know what the martial arts level of the seniors is now. If they regress, it will be troublesome."
Nangong Lian said nonchalantly.
As soon as he said these words, a wooden crutch hit Nangong Lian on the back of the head, and an old man with chicken skin and white hair slowly walked over.
"When the old man led the troops to fight against the Southern Barbarian Demon Cult, you were still using urine and mud!"
If Han Feng were here, he would recognize that this was the youngest Chu who gave him a long sword when he first entered the Hanging Sword Division.
"Hehehehe, that's what you always said~"
Nangong Lian did not dare to refute.
These elders of the Xuanjian Division had never taken action when the four factions besieged the headquarters of the Xuanjian Division. This time, in order to save Commander Jun Huaixu, they had no choice but to ask them to take action.
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At the same time, in the center of Yuchenjing, in the main hall in front of the nine-story tower.
Sanskrit God, the master of the Li Kingdom, dressed in white clothes and outshine the snow, is now in the center of the hall.
In front of him is the highest being in Liguo's name, the ruler of this vast territory of six realms.
"Your Majesty, the Xuanjian Division, with its arrogance of force, besieged the Imperial Capital. This is extremely rebellious. The Zhenwu Hall must come forward to strangle him. Otherwise, he cannot be called the guardian of the Imperial Capital."
The Sanskrit God said slowly.
After listening to the words of the Sanskrit God, Mo Changci, the monarch of Li Kingdom, smiled sadly:
"I have already told the Imperial Master that the leader of the Zhenwu Hall, Yang Ting, was injured when he was wiping out the remnants of Taichu Dao Dao. He is unable to lead the Zhenwu Hall. The Zhenwu Hall is leaderless and unable to exert its combat power. It is better to invite General Du Just lead your troops and come forward."
"The army is for suppressing ordinary people... Only by suppressing martial arts can we suppress warriors." The Sanskrit God's eyes seemed to be ethereal when he spoke. He looked at Mo Changci, which made Mo Changci feel that he was not looking at her, "That's all. , since Your Majesty said so, let General Du lead the Zhenwu Hall to fight, together with the seven divine arresters still in the imperial capital, it should be enough."
"Your Majesty, it is extremely important to strangle these traitors from the Hanging Sword Division. You must think twice."
As the Sanskrit God spoke, he leaned forward slightly, without any aura of martial arts, but this transcendent spirituality belonging to the innate man naturally made Mo Changci feel a terrifying sense of oppression.
"Okay...I...agree..."
Under this sense of oppression, Mo Changci had to agree, as if he would be killed if he agreed any later...
"Well, General Du should be ready to leave soon," the Sanskrit God said, turning around and walking out of the hall, "Xuanjian Division should soon cease to exist."
Suddenly, Mo Changci seemed to have mustered up the courage, stopped the Sanskrit God, and asked a question:
"National Master, I am so far away from this country, so many living people...do I mean nothing in your eyes?"
The Sanskrit God paused.
"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and regard all things as stupid dogs... For heaven, there is no difference between all things in the world."
After speaking, the Sanskrit God walked out of the hall.
"For me... the same is true."
Only the king in the palace is left alone and in vain.
Subsequently, soldiers and horses in the city continued to mobilize, and the troops from the Zhenwu Hall guarding the imperial capital gathered together and began to march towards the city gate.
Outside the city gate, the five sword masters faced the towering city wall side by side, waiting in silence.
In the end, Nangong Lian shook his head:
"No, we can't wait any longer. Inform the entire army to prepare to attack the city and rescue the commander!"
Following Nangong Lian's order, Ma Wuyangyang, a member of the Xuanjian Division outside the city, began to move.
The guards in black and white robes, the messengers in black robes, and the swordsmen in white robes gathered together, looking at death as if they were home, and prepared to charge towards the city wall.
However, at this moment, the door to Yuchenjing opened...
The drawbridge over the moat was lowered.
A brave and vigorous golden-armored general riding a white horse rushed out of the Yuchenjing moat, galloped past, and rushed out of the city.
Followed closely by Zhenwutang's army.
"The Hanging Sword Division rebels against the party and will be punished!!!"