Many strong men who were approaching in a tense manner stopped, you looked at me, I looked at you, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Hua Muying snorted coldly:
"The two pretending to be royal nobles are probably ignorant.
But do you two know what the crime of forging the Heavenly Turtle Divine Jade Order is?
This is a capital crime! "
"Get them quickly!" The Lord of River City said with a straight face and a big wave of his hand:
"Ignore the laws of the nine counties and violate the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The crime will be added to the crime!
Kill him on the spot! "
A dozen strong men with good cultivation and three Six Tribulations Venerables made a determined effort and directly launched their cultivation with all their strength. The energy around them was as vast as the sea in an instant, pressing against the master and servant in front of the hut.
Lin Yu shouted angrily and was about to take action, but Zhao Wujiang gently held his shoulders.
"Let me do it. You can adjust your breathing for a while and restore your cultivation." Zhao Wujiang took a step forward, and this time he stood in front of Lin Yu.
"Your Majesty... Your Highness..." Lin Yu's heart was surging, he was moved, and there was also a trace of unknown sadness.
He lamented that His Highness had only been able to cultivate for three calamities, so it didn't matter if he stood in front of him. This time His Highness had to face not a strong man, but a group of strong men.
Not to mention that two strong men of three calamities would take action, nor would three strong men of six calamities join forces. Even if these dozen venerables with varying levels of cultivation took action, His Highness would never be an opponent.
Under the wind and snow, Zhao Wujiang slowly spread his hands. There was a crystal-clear talisman like ice crystals in the palms of his left and right palms. He muttered something, but he didn't know who he was saying it to:
“The left hand establishes destiny, the right hand brings peace.”
The wind and snow whined, and the murderous intention of the intruder turned into frost. He turned a deaf ear. The two talismans quickly melted in his palm, and he didn't know whether they returned to the world or merged into his flesh and blood.
A strange syllable came out of his mouth, like the whisper of an ancient god in ancient times.
"Buzz..."
This syllable was mixed with wind and snow, creating a ripple of wind and snow. The rustling snowflakes were cut open at this moment, and the world seemed to be divided into two halves along this ripple.
Nearly twenty venerables froze in place, motionless as if their bodies and minds were filled with wind and snow.
Under the vast world, two groups of people showed a strange scene.
Between the two Seven Tribulations experts and Zhao Wujiang's master and servant, there were dozens of motionless sages.
"Bang" sound.
A venerable man exploded like a bunch of fireworks, exploding into blood-colored ice crystal flowers, flying and falling in all directions.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Another dozen crisp and fluffy sounds sounded.
In the blink of an eye, there were only four people left under the sky.
Bloody ice flowers were flying between the four of them.
Lin Yu took a few steps back and bumped into the door of the hut, shaking off countless snow.
Fear swept through his mind like a bone-chilling wind. Was this an offensive launched by His Highness?
Is this a Three Tribulations Venerable?
A dozen or nearly twenty venerables had no resistance and were all wiped out. If this was the power released by the venerable Three Tribulations, wouldn't it be too shocking?
Is this the true strength of His Highness?
Among the nearly twenty sages, there were also three sages of the Sixth Tribulation whose strength was close to that of the Seventh Tribulation, but they also died quietly.
Could it be that His Highness's cultivation level has reached the eighth or even ninth calamity of the Venerable Three Tribulations?
Lin Yu's heart was trembling. If he had seen it before, he would definitely be happy for His Highness and feel honored at the same time. However, this time's offensive was so strange and overbearing that he couldn't help but feel a lot of fear.
"Wow!" Liu Chuanfeng, the city lord of Dahe City in the early stage of the Seven Tribulations Venerable, spit out a mouthful of scarlet ice slag and knelt on one knee, his face full of disbelief, and his eyes were filled with horror.
Hua Muying swallowed down the sweetness in her throat. His feminine temperament had turned into a sinister one, and she stared at the man in black robe not far away.
Such domineering and weird Taoist spells, in this world, they have no way of resisting them and can only resist forcefully.
If it weren't for the nearly twenty venerables present today who shared most of the power of the spells, he and Liu Chuanfeng would probably have died on the spot.
