Not to mention the distance between them at this time, even the Imperial Guards soldiers around Fu Zhaojun would not let him get close.
Liu Wuming, on the other hand, looked at his junior brother and seemed to make a sudden move. Looking at Liu Wuming's expression, he almost wanted to slap him to death, but there was a bit of pride in his eyes.
Because since the incident in Jiuyang Palace in Zhaozhou, the Jiuyang Palace in Bianjing has been keeping a low profile for a long time. Unexpectedly, there has been no news since the news of the emperor's death. At this time, Fu Zhaojun suddenly led his people over. Isn't this an open declaration of war?
Although he didn't know the real purpose of the Fu family, as the Fu family was a high-ranking official in the Great Zhou Dynasty and even a relative of the emperor, Liu Wuming naturally understood that the Fu family had more concerns than Jiuyang Palace.
It seems that the reason why Fu Zhaojun is nagging him is that he has not reached the point where he has to fight. He must still be weighing it, or waiting for his master or someone who can talk to come out.
But Liu Wuming understood better that his, Junior Brother Zheng's action would undoubtedly extinguish this last possibility and break through the last barrier. Either everyone will meet each other directly, or Fu Zhaojun will be exposed directly, the true purpose of this trip to Jiuyang Palace!
When he thought of this, Liu Wuming was not nervous, but felt a little happy in his heart. At his level, he naturally has a relatively accurate grasp of matters in Bianjing. The Fu family obviously wants to submit a certificate of nomination to the royal family!
This bearded Taoist priest surnamed Qu has good skills and is not at a disadvantage at all. Instead, he alternately strikes with the sword and sword with his feet and sword. He is definitely a master in terms of eyesight and kung fu.
The bearded Taoist named Qu, who was in the air, actually had a smile in the corner of his eyes and didn't care about this attack. Almost the tips of his fists, feet and swords were aimed at the constantly attacking Zhanma sword, hitting hard at every clever position.
He had the air of a great master, but others didn't see his expression, and they couldn't understand the meaning of his smile.
Fu Zhaoju looked at a middle-aged soldier next to him. This middle-aged soldier had an ordinary face and looked coldly at Chen Wuji across from him. There seemed to be no emotion in his eyes. When he saw Chen Wuji's expression, he was full of cold ruthlessness.
This man must be a determined person who has experienced many killings. He whispered to Fu Zhaoju: "Master Fu, this is the best opportunity. If we don't order an attack, how long will it take?"
"Okay! Mr. Lai, this battle will rely more on Mr. Lai and all the warriors!" Fu Zhaoju finally raised his left hand high, with a bit of firm confidence on his face. He thought of his father, who was the most powerful man in the Central Plains back then. .
Of course, I even thought of my uncles who were also all-powerful. I couldn't help but wave my big hand and yelled: "Nine Yang Sect cultivators from top to bottom have always been disobedient to the imperial court. Although they are in the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they have never had the consciousness of the subjects! The official is responsible for conveying the order of the imperial court today, and will expel all the Jiuyang sect cultivators who refuse and do not cooperate! Soldiers! Rush into the Zhenguan Manor in front and drive all the Jiuyang disciples out of Zhenguan. If there is any disobedience, ! Shoot to death without mercy!"
"Fu Zhaoju, you and the Fu family will regret your order!" Looking at Fu Zhaoju who was surrounded by soldiers for protection, Chen Wuji couldn't help but burst into anger. He could no longer hide the anger in his heart and shouted angrily, handsome His face was a little deformed.
He really didn't expect that Fu Zhaoju would actually order an attack on the Nine Yang Sect. In his mind, Fu Zhaoju would at most just walk around in front of the Jiuyang Sect like everyone else in the past, then lead the team and leave.
After all, his senior brother Li Jixun was a minister in the same palace as Fu Zhaoju's uncle Fu Yanqing, and now, like Fu Yanqing, he has become the governor of the town. Although it is far from Fu Yanqing's influence and power, it is said that Fu Yanqing usually appreciates and values his senior brother very much.
But I never expected that Fu Zhaoju would not accept this trick, and it was completely unexpected.
Although on the surface, the Jiuyang Sect is indeed under the jurisdiction of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the political power of the past dynasties, who would interfere with the existence of the Nine Suns sect, a cultivation sect, in Zhaozhou.
What's more, his master, Haichanzi, is now a god-like existence. It is his master Shaoyang Zhenren, who is also a famous cultivator in the Central Plains. And his powerful and powerful Cui family, who would offend him!
Over the past year, my master has been at the critical juncture in practicing his unique skill "Yinfu Zhenjing", so he naturally pays little attention to such mundane matters.
A few days ago, a message was sent to his senior brother. The senior brother led seven senior brothers to guard outside the master's alchemy room and accept the master's orders at any time. Because there are bound to be risks in spiritual practice, the brothers really dare not leave even an inch for the sake of the master's progress. And leave all the daily affairs of the Jiuyang Sect to myself.
But he never thought that he would encounter such a thing, that the Nine Sun Sect would encounter such a thing. This can be said to be the first time that the Nine Sun Sect has encountered such a thing since its founding. Looking at Fu Zhaoju who was giving orders with determination, Chen Wuji knew that there was no turning back and looked at the fellow disciples beside him, as well as the fellow disciple named Qu who desperately wanted to attack Fu Zhaoju.
Seeing that the soldiers here had already surrounded the gate of Jiuyang Palace of Jiuyang Sect, Qu's beard, who had been tossing in the air, had a proud smile in his eyes.
It seemed that he was trying his best to fight against the guards around Fu Zhaoju. In fact, he was just using some tricks, obviously just hoping that Fu Zhaoju would attack the Nine Yang Sect. The sword in his hand used the force to strike, and then swung away after touching the opponent.
Chen Wuji naturally had no idea what this junior fellow student named Qu was thinking. He only knew that this junior fellow apprentice was a leading art master. He was known as Qu Wushang with his left-hand sword in the world that day, but he didn't know why he joined the master's sect later and changed to the Nine Yang Sect. "Nine Yang Sword Technique".
A war can be started by a small thing! A decision may affect a person's life.
Looking at the soldiers coming like a tide, Chen Wuji's mind went blank. He knew that he had failed in the first step. He clearly knew that the decision had little to do with him, but he could not let go of it in his heart at this moment.
In the Jiuyang Palace of the Jiuyang Sect, there is a rooftop of Zhen Guan.
A man with a face as white as jade and a handsome demeanor, wearing a moon-white cassock. His smooth head makes him look full of holiness. He looks like he is only in his thirties, but his eyes full of wisdom make him... People feel that he must be an enlightened monk.
Next to him is a man with the same elegant temperament. He stands elegantly with his hands behind his hands. He looks like a Taoist priest in his fifties with an ancient face full of immortality. His dark eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if nothing could change his will.
