After a full minute, people barely recovered. Some of the weak weapon refiners who were trying to fish in troubled waters quietly retreated and hid behind them.
A dignified weapon refiner at the ninth level of Qi Refining was turned into a charred corpse.
Many people looked at the young figure on the rooftop in the distance with fear on their faces.
"This...this, this!"
Bai Jianhong was trembling, his mouth was dry, and he didn't know what to say.
"You are so brave. You kill the weapon refiner in the street. Is there any other way to kill you?"
At this time, a middle-aged man in gray robe stepped forward, trembling with anger.
"Come down quickly and plead guilty."
"Whoever kills must pay with his life...Bai Jianhong, the good son you gave birth to."
Those weapon refiners who had a good relationship with the deceased began to condemn him one after another. Many people quietly surrounded Bai Jianhong, but still no one dared to take action.
Two cannons end a life. Life under fire is simply too fragile.
Of course, more weapon refiners evaded quietly.
As a weapon refiner, almost everyone knows about a weapon that can change the lifeline of the imperial court...the powerful cannon.
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"When the Divine Power Holy Land was first established, the ancestor of the Holy Land killed hundreds of weapon refiners in one night. The blood flowed like a river that day, but it also forged the supreme majesty of the Holy Land. From then on, no one dared to disobey it."
"If you want to create a transcendent holy land in the Qinggu Kingdom, iron and blood skills are essential."
Bai Zhuoyue shook her head, and the scarlet bloody aura in her pupils flashed away.
During this period of time, there was no day or night in Bai Zhuoyue's world. He didn't leave the weapon refining room for a month. Apart from forging giant cannons, he went crazy and read all the books about the Divine Power Holy Land.
Especially some of the iron-blooded deeds at the beginning of the establishment of the Holy Land made his blood boil with excitement.
After ten years of hard work and no one asking, he became famous all over the world in one fell swoop!
For the mighty cannon, Bai Zhuoyue sacrificed his youth and everything, and was treated with cold eyes by the Bai family. The anger he had suppressed for more than ten years was finally completely ignited in the boring sound of forging during this period.
Under the giant cannon, everything in this world is false.
In the Shenwei Imperial Court, the status of the Holy Land is almost parallel to that of the Imperial Court. What a high and powerful position it is... He, Bai Zhuoyue, does not seek to be parallel to the Imperial Court, but only seeks to unify the Qinggu Kingdom's weapon refining world and give the Bai family a transcendent status.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a red trajectory was blasted out of the sky, and the man in gray robe who asked him was blasted underground.
stunned.
Bai Zhuoyue didn't bother to speak, let alone explain.
The man in gray robe is also at the ninth level of Qi Refining. After all, there is a bald man in front of him who is in a tragic situation. At this moment, he is mentally prepared. Although he is embarrassed, his life is not in danger.
With disheveled hair, he crawled out of the pit and ran away without looking back.
Rumble!
The second shot was like a tarsal maggot, blasting him away.
Bai Zhuoyue had a history of misses, and during this period he also practiced his aim hard. In his eyes, the man in black robe was just a moving corpse.
When the cannon fell, the man in gray robe suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
A full blow from the ninth level of Qi Refining. When a person is exhausted, the cannon is ruthless. It is a cold weapon.
Many people had already fled away in fear.
If they still had some doubts at the beginning, at this moment, they no longer dare to touch its edge.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
With five shots in a row, the man in gray didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy, and half of his body was blown to pieces.
With the death of the second person, a terrifying cloud quietly enveloped the entire Bai Mansion. All the weapon refiners lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak anymore.
Most of the weapon refiners present were at the ninth level of Qi Refining. The next person to speak would definitely die under the giant cannon.
"You...kneel down!"
In the silence, a voice came from the roof.
Bai Zhuoyue looked down at the crowd, and Yaoyao pointed at Mr. Zuo... This old man had a high status, and he wanted to capture the thief first. As long as the old man surrendered, his plan would be more than half successful.
"Hmph, even if you are holding the mighty cannon, you can't do whatever you want... As we all know, the mighty cannon can only blast out a blow at the ninth level of Qi refining, but it has no effect in the face of foundation building. Do you really think that the world of weapon refining is like this?
Waste?"
Mr. Zuo was so angry that he was shaking all over.
After the birth of Shenwei Jucannon, he had already surrendered, and the Bai family was no longer a soft persimmon.
But Bai Zhuoyue, a child with a yellow mouth, actually asked him to kneel down on the spot. This was too much... Although he was seriously injured, his strength could still be maintained until half a step of foundation building, and he was not very afraid of the giant cannon.
"You killed two weapon refiners for no reason. You are so ruthless. Do you think you can do whatever you want with a giant cannon?"
At this time, another weapon refiner stood up. He was carrying a heavy shield, like a copper wall and an iron wall.
Of course, although he was questioning, his words were much softer.
"For no reason? It's simply ridiculous. Just now you surrounded my father and threatened to put him to death, did you ever feel that you were going too far? I issued a warning and invited you to the Bai family to give you a chance. If you don't take advantage of it, you can't blame me.
"
Bai Zhuoyue sneered and aimed at the shield.
If he is not crazy, how can he become a devil? Today, he wants to vent.
Within ten cannons, he was sure to shatter the giant shield.
"Lord City Lord, this man has gone crazy. If he is not controlled, people may die... The mighty cannon is of great importance. Let's capture him first and then report to the imperial court and wait for a decision."
The sword was at war, and seeing that the third person was about to suffer disaster, Zuo Lao stepped forward, and his whole body exuded a rich cyan aura, which slowly gathered into the phantom of a sword.
Aura transformation, this is the tyranny of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"Forget it, the farce in Wugui City must be over."
The city lord took a step forward with a cold face.
The mighty cannon appeared, and the situation was serious. As a small city lord, he could no longer make a decision... Of course, he only dared to arrest Bai Zhuoyue temporarily. Because of the matter of the mighty cannon, an elder from the Military Aircraft Department even interrogated him personally.
He had a vague feeling in his heart that the Bai family was about to rise.
Rumble!
The spiritual energy roared and roared, covering the sky and the sun. It turned out to be a huge tiger with thick fangs. A roar shook the valley, and the whole place was in an uproar.
The city lord is a real strong man in the foundation building realm, with a billowing aura that is more than ten times stronger than Mr. Zuo.
"Nephew Bai Xian, please calm down. The mighty cannon is at stake. I want to protect your safety."
As soon as the words fell, the city lord stepped on the ground with his feet, causing the earth to crack, and his figure, roaring like a tiger, rushed directly towards Bai Zhuoyue.
Rumble!
The flames were raging into the sky, and the deafening sound of cannons sounded again.
The blazing cannonball was swatted away by the tiger transformed by spiritual power... Bai Zhuoyue's terrifying bombardment failed for the first time.
"Aren't the people from the imperial court showing up yet?"
Seeing that the city lord's giant palm was about to strike, Bai Zhuoyue was not worried, but looked confident.
During this period, the Imperial Court spared no efforts in investigating the mighty cannon. In addition to various spies, there were also sky-high rewards... He controlled the curse seal of the cannon and was about to become a respected guest of the Imperial Court. How could he treat a mere
The city lord saw it.
Buzz!
Sure enough, in front of Bai Zhuoyue, an ordinary long sword directly cut through the space, split the tiger into two, and smashed it into pieces with overwhelming spiritual pressure.
The city lord was also struck by the sword and fell directly to the ground, creating a deep pit.
Wearing a purple robe and a fluttering cloak, this sword was struck by Jing Qingsu, a strong man in the golden elixir.
Then, one after another Zijin Guards came over and surrounded Bai Zhuoyue.
"Jing, Mr. Jing... pay homage to Mr. Jing."
The city lord crawled out of the pit, his expression immediately shocked, and then he knelt down directly on the ground.
Jing Qingsu, the commander of the Zijin Guards, is in charge of all the secret agents of the Qinggu Kingdom. He is a powerful Jindan expert on the same level as the strongest in Tianyan Academy, the Central Academy, and the Military Aircraft Department.
"You, the city lord, have neglected your duty!"
Jing Qingsu shook his head in disappointment.
"This subordinate is aware of his guilt and will go to the imperial court tomorrow to receive his guilt."
The city lord kowtowed heavily.
The powerful cannon was investigated for more than a month and even shocked His Highness the Third Prince. However, the real cannon was actually right next to him.
The appearance of Jing Qingsu made all the weapon refiners in the city look shocked and at a loss... They wanted to kneel down, but they couldn't find a reason to kneel down. But they kept standing, but they were extremely afraid. Zijinwei had the power of life and death.
, you can kill it first and then play it, who can not be afraid?
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at the same time.
In an ordinary grocery store in Wuhui City, the store owner ran back to the store while looking around, and quietly opened the secret door behind the container.
He couldn't wait to spread the news back to the Divine Power Imperial Court.
The sky is falling.
That is the real divine cannon, the divine weapon used by the Imperial Palace to dominate the northern realm.
Buzz!
At this moment, there was a flash of cold light.
A disguised magic sword penetrated the shopkeeper's neck.
"Sorry, this news cannot be sent back to the Divine Power Imperial Court yet."
The shopkeeper turned his head and stared at his little boy in shock.
After the body had cooled down, the young man slashed at the vital points with more than a dozen swords, then put on purple clothes and disappeared into the street.
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In an inconspicuous inn, a foreigner has been staying for a month.
Just now, this outsider went out quietly.
When he saw the guarded figure in the sky, he released the surging foundation-building power and rushed towards Bai Zhuoyue.
It's a killing blow that kills both of them.
He is a dead soldier of the Divine Power Imperial Court. This Bai Zhuoyue must die.
Unfortunately, in the middle of the journey, a man in purple drew his sword and cut the dead man in half with a single blow, and blood fell like a rainstorm.
Wang Yikao was a real strong man, so it didn't take much effort to kill these fake dead warriors.
Unfortunately, after one sword attack, there are still dead men lurking around.
At this time, the Zijin Guards also drew their swords.
With Bai Zhuoyue as the center and a radius of three miles, it became a sea of swords. The Zijin Guards and the secret agents of the Divine Power Imperial Court began their first battle.
Life and death.
The duel between secret agents is simple, cruel and sad.
In just ten minutes, more than 30 corpses fell on the scene...including foundation-building assassins from the Divine Power Imperial Court and foundation-building agents from the Qing Ancient Kingdom.
As for those weapon refiners, they had already fled far away, and their hearts were filled with huge waves.
It turns out that there has always been such a bloody secret war between countries.
"Master Jing, there are 81 secret agents of the Divine Power Imperial Court lurking in Wuhui City. Kill them all."
Throwing away the sword in his hand, Wang Yikai licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"You did great!"
Jing Qingsu nodded.
As early as a year ago, the Tianyan Academy of the Divine Power Imperial Court deduced that the Qinggu Kingdom in the future would be the powerful enemy of the Divine Power Imperial Court, so even before the appearance of the Divine Power Cannon, the other party had sent many spies.
Of course, after the appearance of the mighty cannon, there were more than 20 secret agents in the foundation-building realm of Wuhui City.
You know, if these spies go to the battlefield, they will all be first-rate generals with extraordinary strength.
At this time, Wang Yike quietly walked up to Bai Zhuoyue. Although he threw away the sword in his hand, when he turned his palm, a deep and silent crack opened in his palm, like a sword forged from a crack in space.
dagger.
Killing thoughts!
Jing Qingsu's pores suddenly trembled. He had been fighting for hundreds of years in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. His perception of murderous thoughts was as weak as dust.
Turning around, I saw the loyal Wang Yikao with a strange smile on his face.
And the dagger in his palm that activated the power of space made him feel a deep threat even in his golden elixir realm.