The peaceful time is always short-lived. Xuantian Sect made a comeback again, but this time, it was as expected by everyone.
Different from the sudden attack that night, although Chang'an has experienced war now, it is prepared.
Troops from nearby states and counties quickly mobilized to Chang'an. Now there were tens of thousands of soldiers lined up outside the city. In addition, a considerable number of soldiers surrounded Xuantian Peak, blocking all entrances.
The army is pressing down on the border. This is also the capital for some officials in the DPRK and China to advocate peace. If the situation is completely unequal, there is no need to struggle.
On this day, Wang Xuanli, the leader of Xuantian Sect, came down the mountain and stepped out, and the situation changed.
One man and one sword faced tens of thousands of Tang troops. Under the light of the sword, more than half of them were killed or wounded, and then they walked away.
Soon after, a Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe and a purple gold crown appeared above Chang'an City. It was Wang Xuanli!
He walked in the air, and the billowing pressure enveloped the entire Chang'an City. His voice sounded like thunder, saying: "Li Junlin, show up and see me!"
At this time, everyone in Chang'an City raised their heads and looked at the figure standing in the void, looking like a god and a demon, and couldn't stop trembling in their hearts.
It was an overwhelming emotion, just like an animal encountering an unbeatable natural enemy, and all that was left was to sit back and wait for death!
Lin Yan also looked up at that figure, his heart extremely solemn. Wang Xuanli's magic spell almost killed him that day. If Qiu Lao Su Xing hadn't taken action, even if he drained all his potential, he would not have been able to escape at that time.
Lin Yan even suspected that if Wang Xuanli's body was not hindered by the events in "Jiyuan" at that time and could not devote more attention to deal with him, even Qiu Lao would not be able to compete!
"Did that person step into the realm of heaven and man?" Such doubts arose in Lin Yan's mind, and he even felt more and more that this was extremely possible!
The realm of heaven and man that only exists in legends has been seen in rivers, lakes and temples for countless years. Even most warriors today believe that this realm is in vain because no one can reach it. At best, there is only one kind left. Have faith!
The imperial city had not yet been repaired. Tang Emperor Li Junlin appeared under the guard of many powerful men. He looked up at the figure and said loudly: "Even you personally went out. Xuantian Sect really values our country Tang!"
Wang Xuanli was neither happy nor sad, and said calmly: "The great elder of our sect died here, and there must be an explanation!"
Tang Huang said: "You want to explain? You want to explain to me? Hahaha..."
As if he heard something interesting, he smiled, his voice turned cold, and he said with a gloomy face: "I will give you an explanation. Then who of the dead soldiers of the Tang Dynasty should give an explanation? Huh?"
Wang Xuanli said: "How can the life of an ant be compared with that of the great elder of our sect?"
"It's useless to talk more. Hand over the murderer and then abdicate. This matter is over! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"
The Tang Emperor shook his head slowly and firmly. He was the emperor of the Tang State, and he represented not only himself, but the entire Tang State. Therefore, he cannot retreat, not even a step!
The Great Elder Xuan Yi was seriously injured in the battle with the Academy Feng Lao, and was then beheaded by Lin Yan! They took action to relieve the power of the Tang State, and the Tang State must not let them down!
Wang Xuanli nodded slowly and said: "Very good!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying aura on his body spread like a tidal wave, and he seemed to be in the center of the whirlpool, overlooking the Tang people below.
The masters beside Tang Huang, including "Gun God" Lin Ye and others, were tense and cold sweat could not help but break out on their foreheads. Facing such a powerful enemy, all they can foresee is death!
In the academy, Feng Lao sighed and said: "What is supposed to come will always come!"
Meng Yifan on the side looked solemn and worried, and said: "Mr. Feng, the master of Xuantian Sect took action personally, so things will definitely not go well today! And now that your injury has not healed, how can you be his opponent?"
Meng Yifan didn't beat around the bush. The scholars in the academy cultivated an aura of awe. The higher the level of warriors, the more straightforward they were sometimes. It wasn't that they didn't know how to beat around the bush, but they didn't bother to do it!
Mr. Feng said: "Our academy prides itself on being aloof, but how can we truly be aloof in this rolling world of mortals?"
"We, the scholars, have a great spirit in our hearts, not for the country or the king, but for the common people of the world!"
Meng Yifan said: "I'll go with you!"
Feng Lao shook his head and said: "The academy still needs you to take charge of the overall situation, so nothing can happen to you!"
Then he seemed to be helpless and seemed to be complaining, sighing and said: "Alas, our dean has not been seen in these years. He is really unqualified!"
Meng Yifan couldn't agree with this evaluation, but there were many people in the academy who had such thoughts.
The dean has the absolute power to subdue everyone in the academy, but he cannot. Over the years, the vice dean has become very tired!
At this time, two figures wearing rough cloth suddenly appeared on the scene and said: "He can't go, but can we go?"
Feng Lao looked at the two people who suddenly appeared and said, "Why is this necessary?"
One of the old men stroked his beard and said: "We have lived long enough, and our longevity is approaching. Today, I will meet with you, the leader of the Xuantian Sect!"
Another person also said: "The Xuantian Sect is not only targeting the Tang Dynasty today. Since he took action personally, our academy naturally cannot stay out of the matter. It is better to fight happily. It is still unclear who will win!"
Feng Lao nodded and said: "That's fine!"
The three of them turned around, their bodies shrouded in awe-inspiring aura, and faced the figure high in the sky.
Meng Yifan, who was below, bowed and said: "The sky of thousands of miles is in my arms, and I wish you a triumphant return!"
At the same time, Tang Emperor Li Junlin activated the formation of Chang'an City, and then someone presented an old bronze incense burner beside him. Li Junlin solemnly took out three incense sticks and lit them, and green smoke curled up.
He bowed respectfully and said, "Please protect our country, the Tang Dynasty, from the heroic spirits of our ancestors!"
The green smoke soared into the sky and gradually condensed into an unreal figure. Then the energy formed by the large formation quickly gathered towards the figure, and the figure gradually became solid.
Wang Xuanli looked at this scene and said: "The founding king of the Tang Kingdom? He still has some background."
Then he chuckled and said: "But even if the power of the great formation is gathered, how long can this heroic spirit last? After all, it is just in vain!"
Emperor Tang turned a deaf ear and just bowed to the figure and said, "Please ask the ancestors to repel the powerful enemies and protect our country, Tang!"
The figure seemed to have regained some intelligence. He glanced at Emperor Tang, then sighed and walked in the direction of Wang Xuanli.
Four figures met in the air and blocked Wang Xuanli. The battle was about to break out!
Wang Xuanli chuckled and said: "Is it just the four of you? It's still a bit short!"
Feng Lao said: "A warrior in the Xiantian realm is rare in the world, and I would like to learn a lesson today!"
Wang Xuanli's eyes grew colder and he said: "The price may be your lives!"
Feng Lao smiled and said: "You have lived long enough!"
He can fight to the same level with the Great Elder Xuan Yi, and his own realm is almost the same. He has touched the threshold of the heaven-human realm, but he has never been able to get there.
Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao who came with him had their own strength around the Innate Realm of Great Perfection, and the strength that the ancestral heroic spirit summoned by Tang Emperor Li Junlin was roughly within this range.
Facing a master of the Heaven-Human Realm, Feng Lao and others tried their best from the beginning, without even the slightest thought of testing, because it made no sense.
I saw Feng Lao's only remaining arm move, and the sky was filled with dark clouds. During this period, there were flashes of lightning, carrying the panic of heavenly power.
During the attack, the sky thunder became stronger and stronger, and Lao Feng condensed it. Countless sky thunders were compressed to the extreme, forming the shape of a carving knife.
This carving knife is covered with mysterious and complex lines, with electric light lingering on it, and liquid-like lightning flowing inside, exuding a terrifying aura!
Before the advent of pen and ink, scholars would use a carving knife to carve words on bamboo slips. Feng Lao chose to condense the carving knife, which has a profound meaning.
A trace of solemnity also flashed in Wang Xuanli's eyes. He stared at the ancient carving knife and said in his mouth: "Are you trying to condense the carving knife of the saint? The offensive power is enough, but in the end there is a trace missing. Aura!”
Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao on the side also took action quickly. One of them triggered the ground fire, and the other summoned the hurricane. The combined attack was extremely powerful!
Countless fire pillars hundreds of feet high soared into the sky, and then intensified under the blessing of the hurricane, as if they were going to swallow everything!
The ancestral spirit of the Tang Dynasty suddenly transformed into a gigantic green dragon, opening its mouth and spraying out, the green dragon breath swept towards Wang Xuanli.
The dragon's breath was extremely fast, coming first and spraying on Wang Xuanli's body. The latter's body seemed to be corroded by some kind of toxin, and a strange lignification trend began to appear.
At this moment, the joint attack of Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao arrived, and the monstrous flames instantly devoured Wang Xuanli's body.
Feng Lao added the final blow, and the ancient carving knife condensed by Tianlei turned into a stream of light and stabbed Wang Xuanli between the eyebrows, who was in the flames.
At this time, countless people in Chang'an City looked up to the sky, watching this rare battle between heaven and man. This can be called the pinnacle showdown!
The cooperation of the four masters was perfect, but there was no joy at all on Feng Lao's face. If the attack just now was aimed at Xuan Yi, then he would have died long ago!
But now, Feng Lao can clearly feel that there is still an aura in the flames, which proves that Wang Xuanli is not dead!
"It was such a killing move as soon as it was launched. Are you so impatient? If Pindao hadn't had some tricks, he might have been killed by you accidentally!"
A faint voice came from the flames, and then the flames that shrouded the field instantly dissipated, revealing the figure inside.
At this time, Wang Xuanli's Taoist robe was somewhat damaged, his hair was messy and yellow, and there were traces of being burned by the flames. But other than that, he wasn't too seriously injured.
I saw the leader of Xuantian Sect tightly clamping the ancient carving knife condensed by Tianlei with two fingers, and then with a slight exertion, the carving knife was annihilated.
He smiled with pride in his smile and said: "How can a mortal compete with the gods!"
