With a loud noise, the two white-haired spiritual masters actually touched their foreheads, causing their skulls to shatter and their brains to fly. They both fell down and fell heavily to the ground. They were motionless and never breathed again.
The white-haired spiritual master who had turned the whole world upside down, making chickens and dogs restless, was like soft clay in front of the red-robed man, who could be flattened, rounded, and manipulated at will.
Killing two white-haired spiritual masters with one move, the red-robed man seemed to be still unsatisfied. With his feet touching the ground, his fat body suddenly shot up and jumped out directly from the gap at the top of the hall.
Seeing him taking the initiative to attack, the purple-clothed swordsman's eyes flashed with inspiration, and he also spread his body skills and followed out without hesitation.
The two figures left the Jinluan Hall, and without saying a word, they aggressively broke into the group of white-haired spiritual masters, assuming an arrogant posture of using a small number to defeat a large number.
The purple-robed swordsman held his sword across his chest and disappeared instantly.
A dazzling white light was seen flashing across the sky. When it appeared again, his figure was already behind the three white-haired spiritual masters.
The three heads were like watermelons in Fruit Ninja. They were completely separated from the body of the white-haired spiritual master. They flew high and drew a perfect parabola in the air. The blood turned into red raindrops and scattered in all directions.
He beheaded three great spiritual masters with one sword, but he still had that cool expression on his face, as if he had just killed three tiny ants.
"Big Tenra Hands!"
Seeing the stunning performance of the purple-robed swordsman, the man in red robe seemed to be interested in comparison. He stretched out his arms suddenly to the left and right, shouted softly, and a golden-red ring energy centered on him and spread in all directions.
As fast as thunder and as fast as lightning, it quickly penetrated through the bodies of the white-haired spiritual masters.
Whenever the white-haired spiritual masters were touched by this golden-red energy, they would bump into each other like magnetic iron blocks, causing their heads to bleed and bones to break.
It cracked, and then like frightened birds, they fell from the air one after another and fell to the ground in a mess.
In just a few breaths, the white-haired spiritual master who could not cope with all the power of the imperial city was actually wiped out by just two people.
Where did this master come from?
The strength is so terrifying!
Venerable Xi and another Royal Spirit Master looked at each other, and a hint of surprise and astonishment could be seen in each other's eyes.
It is naturally a gratifying thing to have two extremely powerful men on his side.
However, the appearance of these two people was so unfamiliar, as if they had jumped out of a stone. Without knowing the intention of the other person, Venerable Xi could not help but have some doubts in his heart.
After killing all the white-haired spiritual masters who invaded the imperial city, the red-robed man and the purple-robed swordsman did not leave, but stood quietly high in the sky, one with a smile, the other with a cold expression, and neither of them spoke.
"Thank you to the two heroes for taking action."
Li Yiru, who was in the main hall, had appeared in the sky at some unknown time. His fair face was full of gratitude, his lips parted lightly, and he sincerely thanked the two of them, "I can't thank you enough."
"Your Majesty is serious!"
They both turned around, and the man in red bowed slightly and replied softly, "We are also Daqian citizens, and it is our duty to protect His Majesty."
Although the swordsman in purple did not speak, he nodded slightly to the empress to show his goodwill.
"Oh? Are the two heroes also Dagan people?" Li Yiru was shocked when he heard this and asked quickly, "I don't know how to call them?"
"Your Majesty, Cao Min Su Menglong." After the man in red robe introduced himself, he pointed to the swordsman in purple beside him and said, "This man is a friend of Cao Min, his name is Ye Mingxing. Both of us are Daqian practitioners."
"Su Menglong, the master of Baixian Village! Ye Mingxing, the master of Ziyang Sword Sect!"
Before Li Yiru could answer, Lord Xi was already taken aback and blurted out.
"Master Xi, do you know these two heroes?" Li Yiru asked curiously.
"I didn't expect that this gentleman has heard of my two names." Su Menglong chuckled, "What an honor!"
"There are really not many people in the entire Daqian cultivation world who don't know the names of these two." Venerable Xi smiled awkwardly, then turned to Li Yiru and explained, "Your Majesty is unaware of something. Master Su and Master Ye It's amazing. I don't know how many people rushed to Wanjue Valley to try their luck just because they heard the legends of these two people. But to this day, no third person has been able to escape from the valley unscathed. ."
"It turns out it's them!"
A look of surprise appeared on Li Yiru's face, and she vaguely recalled the legend of Wanjue Valley that she had heard when chatting with Li Qing.
"It is said that after the two of you came out of the valley, you lived in seclusion and did not care about worldly affairs." Venerable Xi asked again, "I wonder why you appeared in the imperial city?"
"Your Excellency, you don't know. There are many rumors from the outside world that are not true." Su Menglong laughed, "Lao Ye and I were old acquaintances before we entered the valley. Since we came out, although we have been practicing in seclusion, we have often moved around each other. However, today the two of us made a special trip to see His Majesty, but unexpectedly we happened to encounter a gangster attacking His Majesty, so we should protect him and do our best to protect him."
"Are you here to see me?" Li Yiru was quite surprised. "You two have done a great job in rescuing the driver. I don't know why. As long as I can do it, I will never refuse."
Su Menglong and Ye Mingxing looked at each other, then bowed to Li Yiru and said: "The people of the common people want to surrender to the imperial court and serve your majesty. I hope your majesty will do it!"
"You, you want to become an official in the court?"
Li Yiru was surprised and happy at the same time. She couldn't believe it and said, "Why?"
"As the saying goes, learn literary and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family." Su Menglong said slowly, "The original intention of our training is to one day serve the imperial court and share the worries of His Majesty. Now Lao Ye and I have finally succeeded in training. If we don't surrender, Your Majesty, have you forgotten your original intention?"
"Brother Su and Brother Ye have such ambitions, which is really admirable!"
Venerable Xi praised him with his mouth, but felt a little awkward in his heart. He always felt that the other person's words were not true.
"You two are highly cultivated and powerful. Since you are willing to assist the imperial court, I am not happy enough, so how can I refuse?"
Li Yiru's eyes were gleaming and his smile was gentle and moving, "It's just that we have to wait for me to discuss with the prime minister and others before making a decision as to which position you should occupy. How about that?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Su Menglong and Ye Mingxing both looked happy, and they both bowed and clasped their fists.
"I heard that both of you are the leaders of the same sect. Since you are willing to join the court as an official." Li Yiru thought for a while and then said, "I wonder if there are any disciples who need to be accommodated?"
"Both Baixian Village and Lao Ye's Ziyang Sword Sect have no particularly outstanding talents." Su Menglong shook his head and said, "So when I came this time, I only brought two followers to take care of my daily life, and there were no other disciples accompanying me. ."
"In that case, from now on, I will rely on you two." Li Yiru smiled beautifully.
"I will do my best to fulfill my wish!" The two of them bowed and saluted, their attitudes extremely respectful.
However, at the moment when he lowered his head, no one saw the corners of Su Menglong's mouth rising slightly, revealing a strange smile.
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Li Yiru managed to escape with the help of an expert, but the rest of the Daqian Empire was still ravaged by the white-haired spirit master.
A team of nearly ten thousand people actually challenged the entire world.
What's even more outrageous is that these ten thousand white-haired spiritual masters actually gained the upper hand in their fight against the world.
At this moment, dozens of white-haired spiritual beings are floating over Fufeng City in Southern Xinjiang Province, staring covetously at this once remote town.
"Er Niang, what do these people want to do?"
Outside Qingfeng Pavilion, the little girl held Qin and gently tugged on Qiao Erniang's sleeves, looked up at the sky, and asked anxiously, "Are they bad people?"
"Shh!" Qiao Erniang raised her index finger to her lips, making a silent gesture, "Don't look over there, pretend you didn't see it."
I don’t know where she learned this ostrich spirit.
"But, they seem to be looking at us." Siqi said weakly.
Before he finished speaking, a white-haired puppet suddenly took big steps and ran towards where Qiao Erniang and the four girls were.
"What a crow's mouth!" Qiao Erniang rolled her eyes at Siqi angrily.
"Is it my fault?" Siqi curled his lips innocently.
While the two were talking, the white-haired spiritual master had already rushed forward, turned his palms into claws, and struck out like lightning in the direction of the five women.
Seeing the enemy approaching fiercely, Qiao Erniang's eyes stern. She was about to remind the four little girls to retreat and dodge, but she saw a huge pair of scissors dozens of feet long suddenly appeared in the originally empty sky and earth.
The scissors came out of the blue, but they were just right. The sharp blade appeared on the waist of the white-haired spiritual master without any deviation.
Accompanied by a loud "click", the white-haired Spirit Lord, who was fierce and murderous just a moment ago, showed no resistance at all and was directly cut into two pieces at the waist.
The blood spurting out from the fracture almost covered the entire sky!