Looking at these five lamplighters holding cold blades, Ding Xiaoyi's pupils shrank slightly.
He never thought that the lamplighter would be lurking among the warriors.
five lamplighters,
A gray-haired old man,
Two burly and fierce men,
A woman with a delicate figure,
There was also an unusual-looking middle-aged man.
When Emperor Daxing saw these people lighting lamps, his face sank slightly.
Several clay sculptures had already turned into a pile of fragments.
These five lights turned themselves into warriors and lurked here.
Emperor Daxing's face became a little ugly,
You must know that there are only two entrances to the Emperor's Fall Abyss, one is the Imperial Palace and the other is the Sword Pavilion.
Although Gu Yanning had a way to build a teleportation tower into the Emperor's Fall Abyss, he couldn't complete it in a short time.
Seeing the brand new clay and porcelain fragments at the feet of the terracotta warriors, these lamplighters had only entered the terracotta warriors for a few days.
Gu Yanning is one of the avatars of Heavenly Dao.
It is impossible for him to build a teleporter to allow the lamplighter to enter.
And it is impossible for Jiange to teleport five people at once. Only the imperial palace is closest to the Emperor's Fall Abyss.
"Senior, it looks like there is a traitor in your palace."
Ding Xiaoyi smiled and said to Emperor Daxing, who had an ugly expression.
When Emperor Daxing heard this, he suddenly showed an embarrassed expression on his face.
The five lamplighters who appeared in the Emperor's Fall Abyss must have entered from the palace, and the palace appeared where the lamplighters appeared.
"Ding Xiaoyi, come with us."
The white-haired old man should be the leader of the five lamplighters. He said to Ding Xiaoyi in a sinister tone.
"Are you here for me?"
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, but he did not expect that these five lamplighters were coming for him.
He also thought that these five lamplighters had other evil deeds.
"Nonsense, we have been lurking here for several days. We are not here for you. We are here for these clay sculptures."
A burly fierce man raised the cold blade in his hand and yelled rudely at Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi frowned slightly when he heard the fierce man's yell.
He couldn't feel the cultivation aura of these five lamplighters. They should have deliberately concealed their own cultivation aura.
"Okay, my lord, I have told you to be more polite to Mr. Ding."
The distinguished-looking middle-aged man on the side showed a warm smile on his face, and he said to the lamplighters.
After saying that, he turned his attention to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Master Ding, my master wants to see you. How about we go there, please?"
The middle-aged man said to Ding Xiaoyi gently.
"If your master wants to see me, should I go to see him?"
Ding Xiaoyi sneered at the middle-aged man rudely.
He also thought secretly in his heart,
Who is the master of these five lamplighters, and why must he meet him?
As the saying goes, if the caller is not kind, he will naturally not recognize it.
Looking for yourself as a lamplighter would be as simple as drinking.
"You have to see Mr. Ding even if you don't see him. Your Majesty said that you want to see Mr. Ding, so we can only do it. We hope that Mr. Ding will forgive you."
The impressive middle-aged man smiled slightly and said to Ding Xiaoyi again.
The other lamplighters had a hint of anger on their faces.
Ding Xiaoyi was so ignorant of praise, which made them feel very unhappy.
"You lamplighters only know how to do some shady things. This is my imperial mausoleum, how can I allow you to be so presumptuous?"
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Emperor Daxing's tone turned cold, and he angrily scolded the five lamplighters.
The five lamplighters didn't even look at Emperor Daxing.
The other four lamplighters glared at Ding Xiaoyi, but no one paid attention to Emperor Daxing.
Seeing that the five lamplighters ignored him, Emperor Daxing's face became extremely ugly.
The aura around him surged like a tidal wave.
Golden aura condensed around Emperor Daxing's body, and the aura turned into nine roaring and writhing dragon shadows.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw Emperor Daxing perform the top skill of the Dayong royal family, "Nine Transformations of Dragon Extreme", he couldn't help but secretly look forward to it.
"Dragon's Nine Transformations" is an extraordinary skill of the Dayong royal family, which can transform the body's energy into nine powerful dragon shadows.
Coupled with the blessing of Dayong's national fortune, Emperor Dayong's cultivation has already reached its peak.
As soon as the Daxing Emperor took action, he displayed his royal miraculous power, which shocked Ding Xiaoyi slightly.
"Emperor Daxing, I have heard of your name a long time ago. If you want to stop us from taking this kid, you should go through my barrier first."
The white-haired old man raised the cold blade in his hand and stepped in front of Emperor Daxing.
The pale old man did not release any breath, but stood opposite Emperor Daxing.
"Who are you? You have heard of my name?"
Emperor Daxing's expression changed, and he looked at the white-haired old man intently.
"Those who are about to die are not worth mentioning."
The white-haired old man replied with a carefree smile.
Emperor Daxing looked at the white-haired old man with burning eyes and pondered for a while.
"If I guess correctly, you are Fang Baiyu, the so-called Eastern Sword God."
Emperor Daxing had a look of shock on his face, and he exclaimed to the white-haired old man.
"I didn't expect that Emperor Daxing would still remember the old man's name. Isn't it an accident?"
The white-haired old man showed a nostalgic expression on his face, and he said to Emperor Daxing.
"Fang Baiyu, a peerless strongman who once dominated an era, how could I not know that Fang Baiyu, who was known as the Eastern Sword God at that time, came from Sword Island."
"He was just a handyman disciple from Jiandao. Later he rose up and crushed the young disciples from Jiandao. Later, Fang Baiyu came to our Dayong Dynasty and crushed the young disciples from Jiange."
"Everyone knows about Fang Baiyu's reputation, but Fang Baiyu fleets like that bright meteor. No one thought that Fang Baiyu, known as the Eastern Sword God, would actually be the lamplighter.
of lackeys. "
"Fang is just a dying person. The lamplighter gave Fang life. Fang's life was given by the lamplighter, so it doesn't matter if he is a lackey."
The white-haired old man's face was calm, and he was not angry because of Emperor Daxing's ridicule.
After Ding Xiaoyi listened to the conversation between the two,
But he was secretly surprised. He had naturally heard of Fang Baiyu's name.
If you want to count it up,
Fang Baiyu should be a powerful man of the same period as Emperor Daxing, and they both lived for thousands of years.
Fang Baiyu comes from Jiandao in the East China Sea.
In the beginning, Fang Baiyu was just a handyman disciple on Donghai Sword Island.
Later, it rose up strongly and became a legend.
"I didn't expect that Fang Baiyu and I were from the same period, but we met again unexpectedly."
Emperor Daxing showed a bitter look on his face.
Dragon energy spread all over his body,
Having devoured Dayong's fortune, his cultivation had already reached its peak. The cultivation of Emperor Daxing could no longer be measured by realm.
Just like the white-haired old man, the level of cultivation is no longer enough to measure their combat strength.
"Emperor Daxing, Fang didn't expect to meet you here. Let's take action."
Fang Baiyu's tone condensed, and he raised the cold blade in his hand.
It was a long sword without any edge, and a dazzling sword light erupted from the sword body.
The sword light tore through the void, and the sword god of that year met the Dayong Emperor of that year.
"Senior Fang, business matters are important. I hope we can resolve this matter quickly."
The distinguished middle-aged man raised his voice and said to Fang Baiyu, who nodded.
"Nine Transformations of Dragon Extreme, True Dragon Fist",
Emperor Daxing shouted sharply,
Nine giant dragon shadows appeared behind him, and he raised his fist to blast towards Fang Baiyu.
"Roar……",
The nine giant dragon phantoms roared and roared,
Emperor Daxing took a big step, and the national destiny was swirling around him.
The nine dragon fists roared towards the white-haired old man with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
The Royal Dragon Fist is one of the most domineering boxing techniques in the world. The Dragon Fist embodies the fate of Dayong and is extremely majestic.
The phantom of the Nine Dragon Fists roared and struck,
Fang Baiyu's face sank slightly, and his long swords pointed directly into the void.
"Qingtian Sword",
Fang Baiyu shouted sharply, and a dazzling sword light surged out.
He held the sword with both hands and slashed hard at the nine dragon fist shadows.
The void seemed to be split open at this moment.
Ding Xiaoyi watched it with great interest.
The duel between the thousands-year-old Eastern Sword God and the Dayong Emperor of the same period can be said to stir up the world.
They only made one move,
And with just this one move, the surge of power almost destroyed the warriors in the void.
The edgeless long sword struck hard on the nine dragon fists, and the space kept collapsing.
The terracotta warriors began to be unable to withstand the huge power and began to crack.
