As the golden light in the sky dissipated, Jiang Baihe and Hanshuangxue had woken up. They looked around, but they saw no trace of their hometown.
There was a trace of deep doubt on Jiang Baihe's face, and he tentatively asked Li Xuan: "Where is my wife from my hometown? Why didn't I see her..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Baihe discovered that Li Xuan's face was covered with frost. In an extremely furious mood, there were chaotic spiritual energy whirlpools surging around him. He was holding the Piaoyu Sword and looking at the dark Liang Jun below with indifferent eyes.
, exuding a kind of chilling desolation, without saying a word.
Hanshuangxue observed silently, his mind turning rapidly. Although the people below could not see it clearly, the last scene in his memory was a glimpse of the golden light that sank into his hometown's eyebrows.
Looking at Li Xuan's expression, there was a slight surprise on his face. The disappearance of his hometown must be due to some terrible change.
Could it be that my hometown is dead?
But looking at Li Xuan's sad and angry reaction, Han Shuangxue felt that things would not be so simple.
At the moment, Li Xuan was clearly on the verge of going berserk. Since he didn't want to explain, why bother asking?
As soon as he thought about this, Han Shuangxue reached out and tugged down Jiang Baihe's clothes, shook his head, gave a dark look, coughed lightly, and said to Li Xuan:
"Now that Wanjianmen Tianxingzi is dead, don't you ask Emperor Liang Wu to withdraw his troops?"
After hearing this, Li Xuan gently nodded and suppressed his chaotic emotions. His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he flew down leisurely. With his feet a little closer, he slowly stood in front of Emperor Liang.
Earlier, under the shouts of Emperor Wu of Liang, the surrounding imperial troops had stopped using their swords and crossbows. But with the arrival of Li Xuan, the sound of swords being unsheathed was heard again, and everyone
The eyes staring at Li Xuan were a little uncertain.
After all, such a powerful cultivator was from an enemy country, and they were worried that Li Xuan would take action against their holy master.
Seeing this, the cultivator in green beside Emperor Liang Wu frowned, with a cold look in his eyes, and spoke to Li Xuan:
"What do you want to do this time?"
After Li Xuan heard the voice, he did not respond, but just glanced at him lightly. One after another, the cold murderous aura made the cultivator feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and large beads of sweat oozed from his entire back.
A cold and murderous atmosphere filled half of the street.
Such murderous intent would undoubtedly have a huge impact on everyone! Liangdu's imperial guards all looked at Li Xuan with wary eyes, and couldn't help but hold the swords in their hands tighter. The densely packed soldiers immediately surrounded the place.
The blockage is blocked by water.
At this moment, recalling the cultivation level displayed by Li Xuan, even the backs of everyone could not help but feel a little cold sweat.
In the originally noisy Forbidden Army, you could hear the drop of a needle in an instant!
Looking at the Piaoyu Sword in front of him, Emperor Liang Wu had a strange expression in his expression. He blinked at Li Xuan continuously, and then a voice came into Li Xuan's sea of consciousness.
Li Xuan was a little surprised. This was obviously a spiritual transmission between cultivators. It seemed that Emperor Liang, who everyone knew had never practiced martial arts, could actually be a cultivator.
"Good boy, I informed you in advance and told you to run away. Are you threatening me so blatantly? Look up and see that half of the capital of Beiliang will be destroyed by you. Now that you have said this,
With this attitude, if I withdraw my troops, what will I say to everyone?"
After hearing the words clearly, Li Xuan was stunned. His mind finally calmed down a bit. After thinking for a moment, he gently raised his hands to Emperor Liang Wu in front of him and said:
"With the war and frequent killings, the people of the world will be poisoned by the aliens. This time I have killed the alien cultivators in the Northern Liang. Li Xuan, the young prince of Prince Xiang, hereby implores your majesty to withdraw the troops and calm down the war.
chaos……"
Before he finished speaking, Emperor Wu of Liang hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Li Xuan up, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Although King Xiang Li Zhu died, he left a good son to Xiangjing. Although I cannot send troops.
I’ll help you, but as a cultivator, I’ll leave this gadget to you, which is better than nothing…”
Li Xuan's eyes were a little surprised, and he felt a coldness in his hands, but he found that Emperor Wu had placed an inconspicuous rose-colored stone in his palm. Hetu Luoshu suddenly felt an eager feeling, and he put it
The stone is absorbed in and nourished by the dense white light.
Immediately afterwards, the extremely surprised voice of the weapon spirit was heard: "Little master, this is actually a fragment of the Sky Mending Stone!"
Li Xuan had some doubts in his heart: "What is the Sky Mending Stone?"
The weapon spirit said leisurely: "The Sky Mending Stone is the last piece of the Kaitian Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure, but because it has disappeared for many years, I never thought that it would be seen again here. The word "chance" is really hard to figure out.
…”
"So what use can this fragment have?"
"Of course it's useless now, unless you can get the remaining four pieces together to restore it to its original state. After all, this sky-mending stone can travel through space regardless of cultivation, which is what you saw earlier.
Yun Mo Shang’s method.”
"Gudu~" Li Xuan couldn't help but swallowed a breath, and was stunned. After all, the ability to travel through space in the saint realm had a lot of temptation for Li Xuan.
Staring at Li Xuan, who suddenly became sluggish in front of him, Emperor Liang Wu raised the corners of his mouth. Because the distance between the two was extremely close, he could clearly detect that Li Xuan had two spiritual thoughts in his body, talking to each other.
Emperor Wu of Liang shook his head gently: Sure enough, every cultivator has his or her own unknown methods.
Emperor Wu of Liang gently reached out and patted Li Xuan on the shoulder, waking him up, and said leisurely: "Although we are enemies of each other, as the king of Northern Liang, I do not want to see the world become bloody due to the shock of the alien race.
Yuxingfeng. Li Xuan, just leave, I agree to your request..."
After hearing this, Li Xuan nodded solemnly, raised his hand to Emperor Liang Wu again, kicked off his toes, and turned into a streak of light, driving the divine rainbow and disappearing into the sky. Han Shuangxue and Jiang Baihe saw this and followed closely.
.
Looking at the figure gradually disappearing in the clouds, Emperor Wu of Liang asked the cultivator beside him softly: "Can the one hundred thousand forbidden troops in the city just now plus you and me be able to force him to stay?"
The cultivator in green had a look of hesitation on his face: "Your Majesty, this... I really can't tell. King Xiang's young prince is about to step into the realm of divine martial arts. If he goes one step further, I am afraid that the warriors in the world will soon be helpless.
He..."
He stretched out his hand and scratched his forehead, and added, "Your Majesty, but are we really going to let him go like this?"
Emperor Wu of Liang clasped his hands behind his back, with a hint of calmness in his eyes, and sighed: "Without a sense of righteousness, how can the world be clean? Come and make a decree and withdraw the troops!"
Li Xuan stepped on the divine rainbow in the air, feeling the cold wind blowing against his face, but there was no hometown around him. Thinking of the beauty's voice and appearance, an extreme longing came to his heart: Hometown, must wait for me
…
Looking at the two figures chasing behind him, Li Xuan slowly stopped his figure, with a hint of sadness on his face. He suppressed his chest that kept rising and falling, and said softly to Han Shuangxue and Jiang Baihe.
: "Previously, a cultivator in the saint realm forcibly abducted his hometown right in front of me..."
Jiang Baihe had a look of surprise on his face and said: "Master, how strong are the saint-level cultivators?"
Li Xuan's face was as pale as earth, and he said feebly: "With a single thought, he can tear open the void and travel..."
"Hiss~" Han
Shuangxue couldn't help but gasped after hearing this.
"Then what are you going to do next?"
"I must save my hometown. Right now I need to go to Hanyang City to lead the troops to start a national war, rush into the palace and kill Emperor Wen who is a foreigner first!"
As the spirit of the weapon continued to be solved, Li Xuan's heart became much clearer:
The road must be walked step by step, and the food must be eaten one bite at a time. Faced with these changes, we must not panic.
The first thing the three of them have to do is to purge the entire Divine Grace Continent. Only by stepping into the realm of the Earth Emperor and taking the refined blood pill can they have the capital to confront Yun Mo Shang.
Three days later, Daxiang North Line, Yanzhou City Tower.
On the top of the city tower covered with sword marks stood a burly Xiangjun general. This man had thick eyebrows, a straight nose, a double-stranded crow-green sash tied around his waist, and three strands of black beard under his chin, which fluttered slightly in the wind.
He just stood here quietly, but his broad shoulders made people feel as if they were holding up the world.
From his body, there is a domineering aura that can defeat thousands of armies!
He is General Ningyuan, one of the Four Tiger Generals of Daxiang - Yun Qingfeng.
The beacon fire stirs the flowing clouds, but where can the breeze dance?
In the battle to overthrow the Southern Tang Dynasty twenty years ago, he fought in a territory of three thousand miles and led his troops to conquer the entire northern border with only one person.
Ning Yuan is the master of tigers and wolves! He and Lu Ziyi are both Li Zhu’s favorite generals.
But there was a strong look of excitement in his eyes at this moment, and Tang Wu's face turned red.
At this moment, in front of Yun Qingfeng was a messenger who came from Zhennanguan Pass.
After listening to the soldier's words, his tiger eyes flashed and he confirmed again:
"Is what you said true?! I didn't hear some details clearly. Please tell me again."
The messenger's face looked a little sad, and he repeated helplessly: "General, you have asked me to say it for the seventh time..."
Yun Qingfeng laughed loudly and slapped his palm hard on the stone bricks of the city tower, causing a splash of stone foam:
"Hahahaha~ Let me tell you, how could my young prince, Xiangjing, do such a thing!"
As he spoke, his eyes were filled with tears, and this feeling of joy almost suffocated him...
Since the beginning of the war with Beiliang, the Xiang army, which has no fighting spirit, has been retreating steadily. When did General Ningyuan let the Xiang army suffer such heavy losses? After hearing the news, he almost dispelled the worries that enveloped his heart in one fell swoop.
of sorrow.
At this moment, an extremely excited roar came from far below the city tower: "General Yun, Beiliang has just withdrawn its troops!"
Yun Qingfeng bowed his head following the words and saw a corps commander at the foot of the city, riding in a hurry, his face full of uncontrollable joy.
After the team leader stood in front of Yun Qingfeng and relayed the news about Beiliang's retreat, Yun Qingfeng looked a little surprised, touched his black beard and said to himself: "Why is this happening? How can you get it?"
What news do you know?"
Beiliang had a complete victory in this battle, so why did they suddenly retreat without any movement?
"General Yun, this is absolutely true. According to what the soldiers in Beiliang said, Li Xuan, the young prince of Xiangjing, killed eleven foreign cultivators in the capital of Beiliang. It was only after this that Emperor Liang ordered the withdrawal. It seems that
The young prince really is not a foreigner!"
That's it, that's it...
Yun Qingfeng's tiger body trembled, and he roared at the Xiang Army in the city: Send my general order to prepare the entire army, and march to Hanyang City at midnight tomorrow. We must kill the Jin army in one fell swoop!