Big brother, Xiang Jinwu. He was the one who asked all the assistant ministers in the service office to come out. It was him who made the enemy smell an opportunity at this time.
It was he who turned what the enemy thought was an opportunity into hell. But in the final analysis, it was Lin Ye who made all this confusing.
Lin Ye asked his eldest brother Xiang Jinwu to enter the service office but never made any move. Xiang Jinwu was like a transparent person, doing what he should do without anyone noticing.
Xiang Jinwu came to Geling and entered the service office. Everything was for today. That knife was the release of the energy he had accumulated in the office for so long.
The [Zhi] hiding on the cloak died with this sword, and the killing sword hiding on [Zhi] was destroyed by this sword.
At this time, [He] who struck first had already noticed something was wrong and turned around to leave. But what came face to face was a man wearing a bamboo hat and holding a knife walking out of the darkness.
"Today you should remember my name. When you think of it in the next life, you must still...kneel down." After the swordsman in the hat said these words, a line of drills exploded.
That blazing white, the light is like the scorching sun. With one strike of the sword, [his] life is gone. An assassin of this level should not be killed so easily.
But he already had the intention to retreat the moment he turned around, and he was frightened when he saw that blazing sword again. Under the circumstances of the ebb and flow, there was absolutely no way he could stop this strike.
[He] poured all his cultivation power into his hands to resist the falling sword light. However, he watched helplessly as his cultivation power was cut open inch by inch by the sword light, and he didn't even have a chance to retreat.
The knife fell and cut him on the forehead. The swordsman in the bamboo hat who dropped his sword had a cold look in his eyes: "My name is Fearless!" There was a pop.
The famous champion master among the half of the money was directly split into two pieces. Twenty years ago, General Liu Jigong had a cowardly army that could frighten foreign invaders.
Among the cowardly troops, there is the Wuwei camp, which is as strong as Lou Fan. Even if he hears the name of Wuwei, he will become timid. More than 10,000 people from the Cowardly Army died in Beiting Mountain. They were invincible in the world, but they could not stop the mountain fire.
The Fearless Battalion was betrayed, and twenty times the number of enemies surrounded the Fearless Battalion. Even so, the Fearless Battalion still killed the enemy's corpses all over the field.
Lin Ye has a cowardly army, and Lin Ye also has a fearless camp. Before today, these swordsmen in bamboo hats had never mentioned these two words to anyone... no fear.
After today, no one will know that there is no fear, and those who know will die. The other side. The masters of the Banliangqian leader group came out in full force and stopped all the cars and horses of the ministers in the office.
When they moved forward to attack, the chariots and horses split apart on their own. In each carriage, there were four swordsmen in bamboo hats. The moment they appeared, their swords were shining.
At this time, Lin Ye was at the door of the government office. There are dark red light patterns flowing on his body, which is the quicksand armor that has not been on the battlefield for a long time.
His array knife poked into the ground, and there was a straight crack under the tip of the knife. A swordsman in a bamboo hat rushed over from a distance, came closer, clasped his fists and said: "General, kill all the assassins." Lin Ye nodded: "Go to the Ministry of Household Affairs." The swordsman in a bamboo hat responded, turned around and rushed out quickly. Just disappeared into this vast darkness.
Behind Lin Ye, inside the gate of the government office, there were a thousand timid and brave soldiers who were already neatly dressed.
At this time, they had armor on their bodies and knives in their hands. So murderous intent spreads.
"When was the last time we made people scared?" Lin Ye asked. The timid and brave soldiers stood there and answered neatly: "Yesterday!" Lin Ye said: "Yes, it was still yesterday. We have not made people feel scared for a whole day. This is not good." He took out the Quicksand Formation Knife. Carry it on your shoulders and step forward.
"Make up today's work, and do tomorrow's work at the same time. Then we can have a good sleep tomorrow... Today, let's let the whole city of Geling be afraid of the cowardly sword." Behind him, A thousand cowardly and brave soldiers strode out.
The Wang family mansion. Wang Luoshen, who was standing on the stone tower, had never left. He had to sit on this high place.
He needs to get the news from everywhere as soon as possible, and then make response arrangements as soon as possible. The first battle tonight is with those in the reception office. When these people die, there is no backbone in the city.
"Xiao Zhen, is Li Ci back?" Wang Luoshen turned around and asked. After asking, he realized that Wang Zhen had been sent outside Geling City to meet Nian Jingchu.
"Chu Ci." Wang Luoshen called another name. A young man in Tsing Yi who looked to be a few years older than Wang Zhen stepped forward, leaned over and replied: "My lord, Mr. Li has not returned yet, and there is no news sent back." Wang Luoshen said: "Don't worry about him, Ban Liang If the money can't even do this, it's useless to keep it, just send a signal to let the undead army rob Nanwumen."
"Yes!" The young boy named Chu Ci immediately agreed, reaching out from his cuffs to take out the signal that had been prepared long ago. When he pulled it, the bright fireworks bloomed in the night sky.
Wang Luoshen was silent for a moment and then ordered: "Chu Ci, send another signal so that our people can go to Ning Weimo's home." Chu Ci immediately agreed and took out another signal and shot it into the air. The color of the fireworks was different from the previous one. same.
At the same time, Ning Weimo was at home. Xin Yanque stood in the yard with his hands behind his back. He looked up and saw the fireworks exploding at a very high place.
"Don't tell me, it's quite pretty." Xin Yanque muttered to himself. As soon as he finished speaking, the second firework also exploded in the night sky, even more dazzling than the first one.
"This is better." Xin Yanque said: "I don't know how much money it costs to make such a flower bomb... When I save enough in the future, I will buy ten or eight of them to play with girls." After saying this, he turned back and looked at the door: "Since we are already here, why hide outside and watch the fireworks." The courtyard door opened with a creak, and several people wearing red Taoist robes from Shangyang Palace stepped in.
When Xin Yanque saw these people, he couldn't help but shook his head: "I thought Wang Luoshen was hiding a big shot, but I didn't expect that he was hiding a group of people who were not big or small." These few Shangyang who came in the door As for the palace Taoists, you can tell by looking at the red robes that they all follow the etiquette of Shangyang Palace.
"You..." Xin Yanque raised his chin slightly and asked those people, "Are you confident?" Those people looked at each other, but no one said anything. At the same time, they bowed to Xin Yanque, Then he straightened up at the same time, and several people rushed forward.
These Shangyang Palace etiquette teachers had obviously gone through countless drills, and they cooperated with each other in a tacit understanding, just to target Xin Yanque. Although individually they were not as strong as Xin Yanque, but together they were more than twice as powerful.
Xin Yanque couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.
"I just said that the old man has been negligent in the discipline of Shangyang Palace in recent years... He actually allowed you guys to practice your skills against me under his nose." He responded while speaking, although it was a bit urgent. , but did not fall behind.
Just as he was circling, he suddenly heard a huge roar. He subconsciously glanced at the place where the sound came from, only to see flames rising into the sky.
That is...the direction of Fengyu Temple.
"It turns out that you not only want to kill me, but also want to destroy Shangyang Palace!" Xin Yanque's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He thought of Tianshui Cliff in Yunzhou, where those innocent disciples died like this.
"How long have you been practicing against me?" Xin Yanque stretched his hands forward and opened his two big sleeves.
"But do you understand me!" The angry dragon roared in his sleeves. What flew out was not only the power of cultivation, but also densely packed talismans.
How could Xin Yanque, who had been trained by the entire Shangyang Palace, be targeted casually? Those two strong and domineering powers of cultivation directly forced the ethics teachers back. They could only deal with it with all their strength at this time, not letting the strength break through the body-protecting energy, and they didn't dare to let the talismans stick to their bodies. .
But no one thought that those talismans were not meant to hurt people at all. Rather, establish boundaries. The talismans floating around formed a cover, and all the talismans were Xin Yanque's cultivation aura.
Within the range covered by these talismans is Xin Yanque's realm. He has not yet completely established a foothold in the realm of Fushen, but after he establishes the realm, even the Fushen within this realm will have to bow their heads.
"Take it!" Xin Yanque stepped forward. All the talismans lit up, and every talisman seemed to turn into a black hole that could swallow everything at this moment.
The cultivation power of the etiquette priests was sucked away by the talisman at a speed that they could not control and accept.
The basic principle used to establish this boundary is the hidden hole. There are hidden holes in people's bodies, and those who can open one will have great opportunities.
After Xin Yanque opened Lin Ye's acupuncture points with external force, he realized something and created this dark acupoint talisman world. Every piece of talisman is a secret hole outside his body. Even though those ritual priests are terrifying in strength, they have already lost as long as they use the power of cultivation.
If they wanted to resist Xin Yanque's sleeve blow just now, they couldn't use the power of cultivation. As long as it is used, it is impossible not to be swallowed up by the Dark Cave Talisman Realm.
This is a dead end. Only those who are far beyond Xin Yanque's realm can break through it. Even if they are higher than him and have truly entered the realm of Fushen, they have no chance of winning in the Talisman Realm.
All the ritual priests were drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only their Dantian Qi sea was drying up, but also their physical bodies were drying up.
This kind of talisman world is actually contrary to the upright and upright cultivation method of Shangyang Palace. But Xin Yanque never cared about this. As long as it was strong, he would never reject it.
Several revered priests gradually knelt down, lowered their heads, and their whole bodies began to tremble.
Watching helplessly, they turned from living people into lifeless mummies. After draining everyone's power of cultivation, a black but bright light group appeared in the dark cave talisman world.
This is a paradox in itself, it is impossible to awaken in darkness. This black light group is so eye-catching in this dark night that it makes people shudder.
"It's you now." Xin Yanque suddenly turned around, and with his hand pointing back, the black ball of light flew out like a piercing void.
Destroy, then sublime. The black light group disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was more than twice as big as before.
Where the black light group stopped, a hand stretched out from the darkness, using the darkness and penetrating the darkness.
A man in a white gown appeared from the roof. The dark light group did not illuminate his white clothes, but instead made the white clothes become dark.
"What a talent." The hand stretched out by the man in white looked a little thin and extremely white, as if it didn't belong to a living person at all, but more like it was sticking out of hell.
"You are able to achieve such a state of mind at your age, no wonder the real person likes you so much." As he spoke, the pale hand suddenly exerted force.
Bang. The dark light group that seemed to be able to swallow everything was crushed and broken into countless tiny light particles.
When he saw this scene, Xin Yanque's eyes narrowed slightly.
"You..." He looked at the man on the roof and said in a very serious tone: "You were the person I admired the most, especially above the old man." The man in white slowly floated up and fell down slowly. .
He looked at Xin Yanque and said, "You should respect me, everyone in the world should respect me." He raised his head and looked at the night sky.
"But they didn't. They forgot about me faster than I died..." The man in white withdrew his eyes from the night sky. He looked at Xin Yanque and said, "I was once immortal, but later... .....I just won’t die.”
