Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit - #174 - Chapter 174: The joy of killing on a large scale, the power of land immortals, killing the generals
The old sword master is willing to take Anle to Lin’an personally.
As a ten-level land immortal, he would not take action easily, but since he is willing to take action, there should be few people in Lin’an who can stop his actions.
An Le’s eyes fluctuated slightly. He did not refuse the old sword master’s overtures and good intentions. In fact, there was no need to refuse. The old sword master had already bet on An Le and stood on An Le’s side. Besides, the old sword master from Jianchi Palace The Sword Master and the Great Zhao Dynasty seemed to have a hard time dealing with each other.
Although it was an internal force within the Zhao Dynasty, it had never obeyed the orders of the Emperor of Zhao. Because of his existence, Jinguan City was completely isolated from the Zhao Dynasty.
The officials in Jinguan City were basically selected by Jianchi Palace themselves and were not deployed by the Zhao Dynasty.
Of course, there was a factor in the Emperor Zhao’s show of goodwill to the old sword master, but in the final analysis, it was because the old sword master’s cultivation level was too strong, and he was a ten-level land immortal… enough to look down upon the world.
As soon as Emperor Yuan Meng broke through to the Double Ten Realm, the Emperor of the Zhao family immediately chose to move south. It was precisely because of this southward move that the Zhao Dynasty was far away from the Middle Earth and lost control and blessing of the Dragon Vein.
At the same time, it also led to the support of powerful rivers and lakes forces that had been passed down for a long time, such as Jianchi Palace, Zhenwu Temple, Ganye Temple, Lanke Temple, etc., and the ten realms among those forces were extremely disappointed.
If the Ten Realms want to improve themselves, in addition to their own talents, they also need to rely on the luck of the dynasty.
If the dragon vein is not controlled, it means losing most of the fortune. The fortune of the country will decline. Naturally, the strong men in the ten realms will be disappointed and resentful about this.
Not even daring to fight a single battle, they immediately ordered them to retreat and move south, handing over the great rivers and mountains of Central China.
It’s strange that these ten realm strong men have good tempers.
Although Emperor Yuanmeng was very talented, it was not as easy as he imagined to advance vertically and horizontally in the ten realms. However, as the Zhao Dynasty moved south, Emperor Yuanmeng took control of the Dragon Vein. In the past five hundred years, little by little, Completed the refining of the eight dragon veins.
Now, the cultivation level has reached an unfathomable state!
All of this… was the fault of the Emperor Zhao himself. It was all the wrong order to move south that led to the great change in the world situation.
Therefore, the old sword master had no good impressions of Zhao Tianyan, the emperor of Zhao who ordered the move south.
The old sword master Mai Feifei raised his hand and tapped lightly.
The Chengying Sword at the waist suddenly relaxed and turned into a sword light that flashed in mid-air. Then he tapped his finger, and the sword light in the Chengying Sword split into two and wrapped around Anle’s body.
“The Chengying Sword is a first-class sword. Although it is an ancient sword that has been passed down for thousands of years, it has still not been eliminated by the world. This is because the Chengying Sword is a sword that is truly close to a treasure.”
“The Chengying Sword is not just a sword. It contains two swords: Light and Night Swords. The three swords are combined into one, which is Chengying. If you have a chance, I can show you the style of this ancient sword.”
The old sword master said with a smile.
Anle was surrounded by sword light, holding the sword Qingshan at his waist, and bowed to the old sword master with his fists clasped.
“Then I’ll trouble you, senior.”
“No trouble, I planned to go to Lin’an. After Zhao Huangting died, my apprentice…it was time to return to Jianchi Palace. However, after a trip to Lin’an, I also had to go to the Lishan Mausoleum in the north to fight for a place. Fight for that extremely illusory opportunity to break through the eleventh realm.”
The old sword master said.
Anle nodded, naturally understanding this.
The light of the sword swept away, wrapping up the bodies of An Le and the old sword master, and flew away in an instant, turning into two long rainbows between the sky and the earth.
That speed was far beyond An Le’s imagination.
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Jiangling Fucheng, above.
Zhao Xi, the king of Jiangling in a Confucian shirt, floated in the air with his hands on his back, with a strange color in his eyes, looking at the sword aura Changhong that seemed to split the blue sky into two, feeling the ten kinds of sword energy contained in it. Jingqi machine.
The King of Jiangling couldn’t help but narrowed his eyes slightly: “As soon as he arrived at Jinguan City, he left again, and he left with the old sword master Pei Min… Where is he going? It’s an opportunity to go north to the tomb of the First Emperor. ?”
“That’s not right. Let’s not talk about the direction in which the two are going. If it is not the north, with Anle’s current cultivation level, he is not qualified to enter the First Emperor’s mausoleum to compete. Even if he holds the First Emperor’s sword… that’s not the case. Maybe, those who go will only die.”
“With Anle’s current status, if he really dares to enter the tomb of the First Emperor, all forces will want to kill him. Whether it is Yuanmeng, Dali or Dazhao, they will choose to kill Anle. After all, he is the one who carries the cauldron and is a disputer in the world. Uncle Yan Tong, the first mountain lord, calls it the existence of variables.”
“As for Xi Liang, let alone mention it. Li Youan’s Flying Tiger Army killed two kings of hell. This hatred is inseparable from An Le. If An Le really dares to go to the mausoleum, the Lord of Hell Palace, plus the Emperor of Xi Liang Gu Bai Jing , they will definitely kill Anle with all their strength.”
“So, anyone can fight for this Tomb of the First Emperor, but An Le will definitely die if he dies.”
King Jiangling raised his cheeks and a smile appeared on his lips.
Even if he goes together with the old sword master Pei Min, the old sword master cannot protect the peace and happiness by himself, let alone seize the opportunity, how to seize the opportunity with such a burden.
Therefore, Anle and the old sword master should not go to Lishan.
After working so hard to move the Seventh Mountain to Jinguan City, he finally left again. Could it be that he returned to Lin’an again?
King Jiangling’s eyes flickered, and he suddenly felt that this might really be a possibility.
Suddenly.
Between the sky and the earth, an arrow as black as ink shot out.
The arrow flew into his hand, and when he clamped it between his two fingers, it stopped and flew to deliver the message.
There was a spiritual fluctuation on the arrow, and King Jiangling’s mind moved, and he got the message.
“It turns out… Zhao Huangting is dead.”
“It seems that this boy is really going to Lin’an.”
“That’s interesting. My imperial brother will definitely lay down a trap in Lin’an to wait for An Le. As a result, An Le brought the old sword master from the Tenth Realm of Jianchi Palace there.”
“With my royal brother’s cowardly temperament…do you still dare to kill Anle?”
“It’s fun to watch.”
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It’s raining in Lin’an, and the light rain is hazy.
The death of the old emperor’s uncle was not a big shock to the whole of Lin’an. Lin’an was as big as it should be.
The flower boats are swaying on the West Lake, and the music and singing in the Linhua Pavilion are still going on.
Grief is not shared between people.
In fact, because of the order issued by Emperor Zhao, the entire Qingbo Street and even the entire Taimiao Lane were filled with hidden practitioners.
In the Imperial Ancestral Temple, silk and silk are flying everywhere.
With the help of Fourth Master Lin, Su Muzhe arranged Zhao Huangting’s funeral arrangements and even invited the abbot monk of Lanke Temple to chant the Purana Sutra and save Zhao Huangting’s soul.
As for the situation outside the Ancestral Temple, Su Muzhe and Fourth Master Lin were both aware of it. There were too many strong men entrenched and hidden. With so many strong men, it was impossible for them to sense it based on their Nine Realms cultivation. Less than.
Su Muzhe, dressed in plain silk, knelt on the ground. A memorial tablet was placed in the middle of the Ancestral Temple. The former temple guardian has now become a spiritual tablet in the temple. It must be said that this is an irony.
Su Muzhe’s face was stern, and her whole body was filled with sadness. She did not cry anymore. Even when Zhao Huangting was dying, she would still feel heartache. However, when Zhao Huangting died, Su Muzhe knew that she had to carry Zhao Huangting’s dying breath. entrustment.
To do what Zhao Huangting has never done, set foot in the tenth realm and see the scenery of the tenth realm for Zhao Huangting.
“At least ten Nine Realm cultivators are hiding around, Su Qingke from Dali Temple, Song Ci from Heiya, General Jinwu Guards on the left and right, and Liu Guanshi…”
“Especially Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom. His cultivation is extremely strong. He is a figure comparable to Ye Longsheng and Zhongshi. With so many people surrounding the Ancestral Temple, it doesn’t look like they are coming to worship.”
Fourth Master Lin was dressed in plain clothes, with an ax on his waist. He slowly returned to his senses, and a trace of anger could not help but appear on his face.
“So many strong men are staring at the Ancestral Temple, just waiting for happiness and throwing themselves into a trap.”
“What the Emperor of the Zhao family did is really hard to describe, but one can also imagine that even his own son could be sacrificed. How could the death of the old uncle cause him sadness and compassion?”
Su Muzhe slowly threw the paper money one after another into the brazier. The flames burned, burning the paper money into ashes, with longing for the old people.
“After all, the old emperor uncle has been thinking very hard for Zhao for so many years. Back then, he paid the price of his own future and personally blocked Emperor Yuan Meng. But now, after his death, the emperor of the Zhao family did not even say a word of condolences, and even took the old uncle’s It is really irritating to act like this in order to fish for happiness and then get rid of it quickly.”
Fourth Master Lin was filled with anger.
Su Muzhe didn’t say anything, just burned the paper money silently.
Fourth Master Lin sighed softly: “Will Anle…come?”
Su Muzhe shook his head: “I don’t know.”
“Whether you come or not, it’s actually quite uncomfortable. If you come, it means you have fallen into Zhao Tianyan’s trap. If you don’t come… the emperor of the Zhao family will use this to claim peace and happiness. We people say we don’t care. I really feel a little confused.” There was a complex look in Mr. Lin’s eyes.
Such a decision requires courage and courage.
However, Fourth Master Lin suddenly remembered what Anle said when he had a conversation with him.
returning a Favour many times more.
Thinking of that young man’s face.
A hint of determination suddenly appeared in Fourth Master Lin’s eyes: “I know…”
“Happiness will surely come.”
Su Muzhe didn’t care. Whether happiness came or not didn’t have much impact on her, and it couldn’t change the fact that Zhao Huangting died.
However, if Anle really comes…
Su Muzhe may want to have a wild show today…
A killing spree!
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Outside Lin’an Mansion, two rays of sword light intertwined, tearing apart the clouds.
There are misty clouds at dusk, and the rain is falling.
In less than two hours, the old sword master used his sword with all his strength and took Anle directly from Jinguan City to Lin’an Mansion. The speed was really very fast.
Lin’an, who just left this morning, is back again.
Anle was surrounded by the sword light of the Xiao Lian Sword, suspended high in the sky. The sword energy formed a barrier around him, helping to block the invasion of rain and wind waves.
The two of them were suspended in the air and could see Lin’an City in the mist and rain.
This city, which carries many memories of Anle, appears in front of Anle again like a woman who has pulled off her veil.
However, this city now is a city full of sadness.
Zhao Huangting didn’t come to say goodbye to him because he didn’t want him to come to An’an. Zhao Huangting knew the temper of the emperor of the Zhao family very well, and there was Qin Lishi on the side to make suggestions.
Therefore, before Zhao Huangting died, he told Su Muzhe not to tell Anle.
But he never thought that the bamboo sword in Qingshan had a feeling that his death would touch the Qingshan sword. He left Lin’an bathing in the rising sun in the peaceful morning light, and returned to the city again in the evening of dusk rain.
“Lin’an was originally a romantic city in the south of the Yangtze River. There were many merchants in the south of the Yangtze River who advocated economy and enjoyment. The emperor of the Zhao family moved south here and made Lin’an his capital. Instead, he was contaminated with the customs of Lin’an. Five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. Lin’an The atmosphere has penetrated into the bones of the world’s powerful people, making this city that is supposed to be so gorgeous and intoxicating, full of disgusting decay. “
The old swordsman Mai Xunxun’s breath was deep and seemed to blend with the heaven and earth.
He looked at Lin’an City, his eyes full of complexity and emotion.
“Actually, what does decay have to do with a city? The more relationship comes from people. When people decay, the city will naturally decay.”
“However, the decay of a city can actually be changed. As long as the people who brought the decay are washed away, the city will still be a city. It can stand for thousands of years without changing, and it can stand for ten thousand years without falling.”
Anle said softly.
The old sword master’s eyes fluctuated, quite approving of An Le’s words.
Only people have a city, and the nature of a city is closely related to people. It is people who change the city, not the city that affects people. The city is innocent.
“So, do you want to cleanse this city?” the old sword master asked with a smile.
Anle nodded: “If I have the chance, I will clean it.”
“The West Lake is beautiful, and so is this city. Its beauty should not be polluted by filth and decay.”
“Senior, please don’t enter the city for now. I’ll go to the Ancestral Temple first and see how many strong men the Emperor Zhao has dispatched this time. When the strong men take action, senior will lower the thunderous pressure.”
“Anyone who stops me today will die.”
Anle said softly.
With gentle words, he spoke of a murderous plan.
The eyes of the old sword master moved slightly. He could feel the faint murderous intention spreading from An Le’s body, and his heart couldn’t help but freeze. The death of Zhao Huangting, who was also his teacher and friend, would definitely have an impact and blow on An Le.
And the emperor of the Zhao family used Zhao Huangting to plot against him, which made Anle’s heart surge with anger. It was a kind of anger… that was even more angry than insulting himself.
Anger needs to be vented, and today Lin’an… is destined to bleed.
But so what?
The entire Jianchi Palace was betting on Anle, and Anle was the one who created the Fusion Art of War, a practice that was enough to revitalize the Jianchi Palace. Naturally, all the old sword master could do was pamper him.
The old sword master stroked his beard, knowing An Le’s thoughts, and smiled and said: “Okay.”
An Le clasped his fists and bowed, then the Xia Lian sword wrapped around his body and fell towards the city below.
On the official road, the rainstorm was heavy.
The sword light tore through the rainstorm like a curtain.
Anle fell on the muddy official road, and the weeds on the roadside had been beaten up by the heavy rain.
The sword energy on Anle’s body slowly converged, his clothes were as white as snow, and his energy and blood intertwined, forming a hazy passport around his body, blocking all the rain.
After the old sword master’s night-training sword landed in Anle, it turned into a shadow and disappeared without a trace, as if it was attached to the green mountain of the bamboo sword, making no sound.
This sword seems to be a shadow, Xiao Lian, Han Guang and Cheng Ying. The three swords are originally one sword and can be changed at the old sword master’s whim.
The soles of his feet hit the ground, and the accumulated water splashed apart.
Anle looked at Lin’an City, wearing a bamboo sword on his waist and walking toward the city in the misty rain step by step.
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The guards in Lin’an City were unusually strict today, and their troop deployment seemed to be much less.
It was as if they were deliberately emptying the troops guarding the gate to allow people to enter the city.
However, what needs to be done is still done, so a seventh-level military general and a seventh-level civil servant from the Lian Shen Xiaoyao realm were dispatched to guard the city tower.
On the four-cornered eaves tower, rain fell like a curtain of water, intertwining in front of their eyes.
The military generals of the Seventh Realm took the lead and did not even take the guards to patrol. Instead, they played chess with the civil servants of the Seventh Realm in the tower.
The scent of sandalwood is faint. This place that should be serious and cautious today is eerily quiet.
“Brother Liu, this is the first time that Lin’an City’s defense has been so lax.”
“Isn’t this kind of behavior too obvious, or even a bit provocative…”
The military commander looked at the civilian official opposite, with a hint of caution in his voice.
In Lin’an, civil servants with the same official position are more noble than military attachés. Even if they are both guards in front of the city gate, the civil servant is still higher than him in terms of status. Many of his orders must be obeyed by this person. .
There are monitors and Diao Si in the military camp, not to mention the guards in front of the city tower.
“Relaxing the city guard is to give the world-famous An family an opportunity and courage to enter the city.”
“The An family has a very good relationship with the old uncle. It is said that they have been friends for many years. Now His Majesty is very afraid of this An family and wants to get rid of him quickly. He will use the death of the old emperor to set up a dragnet. If An Le dares to enter, Lin’an, I’m afraid I won’t be able to escape, and I might even be executed on the spot.”
“However, you and I can’t do nothing. If Anle dares to come, we have to force him. Otherwise, he will retreat directly, and His Majesty will definitely blame us.”
The civil servant surnamed Liu said.
A hint of flattery appeared on the military attache’s face: “Everything is in accordance with Mr. Liu.”
Suddenly, the two men paused in their game, looked at each other, and walked out of the tower despite the rain.
The armor-clad general slowly twitched the long knife placed on the table. The long knife was unsheathed, and the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was somewhat sharp.
“coming.”
The general said softly.
The energy and blood of the Seven Realms shook, and a mountain of blood vaguely appeared on the back.
“You really dare to come. This An family… really values love and justice, and is a wonderful person.”
“It’s a pity that we took the wrong path. If we make one wrong step, we will make mistakes every step of the way.”
“Today, Lin’an City may become the burial ground for the An family.”
The civil servant wore a splendid official robe and an official hat, slowly opened his oil-paper umbrella, and followed the general.
“According to His Majesty’s decree, he is held back for a moment, but he can be released after a moment. Just make a gesture, force him to take action, force him to fight into Lin’an City, then stop, and then you can be charged with assaulting an official of the imperial court. ”
The civil servant said with a chuckle.
The military general glanced at the civilian officials, but said nothing. Regarding the methods and routines of these civilian officials, and their grasp of the twists and turns in the officialdom, the military commander could not beat these people.
Just do as you are told.
He turned around and descended from the tower. The raindrops falling from the sky fell on his armor and splashed with water.
On the official road outside Lin’an City, in the drizzle, a white-clothed figure whose energy and blood are intertwined to separate the rainwater. There seems to be a faint golden lotus shadow between the eyebrows. The rainwater bursting under the feet is like a blooming lotus, with lotus growing step by step. And arrived.
The blue-gray city gate masonry has become less mottled and the color has become darker after being washed away by the rain.
Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, inside the doorway, a general in iron armor led a team of a hundred people to block the doorway. He held a knife and squinted his eyes, staring at Anle.
Anle walked step by step, not even seeing this general.
As he got closer and closer to Lin’an City, he seemed to have heard the sound of the monks of Nalanke Temple chanting the Purana Sutra.
“He who comes is stopped.”
The general held his long sword and said calmly.
Since we want to hinder peace and happiness, we naturally have to show off our posture.
However, Anle still did not stop. Facing the military generals blocking the road from the Seventh Realm and the 100-person city defense team, Anle stepped straight into the doorway.
On the city tower, civil servants held oil-paper umbrellas and hunted in official robes.
He was suddenly a little confused, because he found that there was no sound at all inside the doorway. He frowned slightly, held an umbrella, and turned gracefully down from the tower, landing in front of the doorway.
Turning around slowly, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was difficult to hold and fell directly to the ground.
Inside the doorway, corpses were lying around. The general of the Seventh Realm had his heart pierced by his long knife and was nailed to the wall of the doorway. The bricks and stones in the doorway were sunken, revealing the figure of the general.
As for the 100-person city defense team, they were all teams composed of practitioners from the third and fourth realms, as well as the military formation that defended the city.
However, at this moment, all these team members died.
Blood flowed crookedly on the ground, and the pungent smell was difficult to wash away, even in the heavy rain.
The generals of the Seventh Realm… led the city defense team of a hundred people, and were all killed in an instant?
An Le, dressed in white, Sheng Xue, glanced at the civil servant lightly.
With one step, energy and blood intertwined, like a shock wave of landslides and ground cracks pouring out of the doorway.
This civil servant of the Seventh Realm had his hair standing on end, the glow in the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows was shining brightly, and his soul jumped out…
However, before he even had time to react, Anle appeared beside him, grabbed and clasped his head with five fingers, and smashed it to the ground.
Even the soul of the Seventh Realm was instantly shattered by the impact.
Anle stood up, his white clothes not stained by any blood or even a drop of rain, and continued walking towards the long street. The water under his feet burst out like lotus flowers circling.
And behind him in front of the city gate.
The civil servant who fell to the ground had his head already mangled with blood, his soul was dead, and his vitality was completely gone.
At this moment, the peace of Lin’an City was definitely not brought with warm greetings. He would kill anyone who stopped him during this trip.
Even Tie Lie, who was at the peak of the Seventh Realm, was killed by An Le. Now that An Le has melted into his spine, his combat power has been greatly improved.
In front of him, those in the Seven Ordinary Realms would basically be killed instantly. Not to mention that it was easier to kill a god-refining civil servant with a weak body than a military officer.
The smell of Taotao’s blood filled the city gate, and the blood soaked the rainwater flowing from it red.
On the tower.
The defenders who had not participated in this battle were trembling with fear as they watched.
The An family, who are rumored to have a gentle temper and be kind to others… are also merciless when killing people. Everyone has murderous intentions, but they are not ready to kill.
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Tianxuan Palace.
Inside the palace, Qin Lishi and the Emperor Zhao were waiting calmly.
When Anle’s Qi was released outside Lin’an City, the emperor of the Zhao family narrowed his eyes: “I’m really here, I really dare to come!”
“It came so fast. The news we sent out should not have spread yet. This guy rushed to Lin’an after getting the news?”
“Does this mean Lin’an City is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?”
There was a hint of coldness and anger in the eyes of the Emperor of the Zhao family.
The last time, Anle directly nailed the second prince Zhao Pei at the city gate, the scene is still vivid in his mind. In that battle, Anle took advantage of the power of the Holy Mountain to become a practitioner who completed the Dialogue Saint Master, and obtained the Dialogue Saint Master. His master’s qualifications made him afraid to take action against An Le, and he could only watch An Le swaggeringly setting foot in Lin’an.
And this time…
Peace comes again.
This boy really has no respect for Lin’an, no respect for him!
“If you dare to come, please stay this time!”
The Emperor of the Zhao family sat on the throne and cast his eyes on Qin Lishi below: “As soon as An Le sets foot on Qingbo Street, we will send someone to take action and take An Le into custody in Dali Temple for attacking and killing the city guard officials.”
When Qin Lishi heard this, he couldn’t help but clasping his fists and bowing: “I obey.”
After the words fell, Qin Lishi’s figure left the palace gracefully.
In the Tianxuan Palace, the emperor of the Zhao family slapped the hand of the throne, his murderous intent boiling and his energy surging.
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In Taimiao Lane.
Su Muzhe’s eyes trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the gate of Lin’an City, his eyes filled with brilliance.
“Anle is coming.”
Su Muzhe’s cold face was slightly moved.
Anle really came, which made her feel a little touched. Zhao Huangting didn’t want Anle to come. That was because entering Lin’an now was equivalent to entering a desperate situation for Anle.
Anle would obviously know this, but he still came anyway. For this reason alone, even if Su Muzhe tried his best today, he still wanted Anle to pay homage to Zhao Huangting safely and leave Lin’an safely!
Fourth Master Lin laughed. He was indeed right. He speculated that Anle would definitely come, and sure enough, he did.
“This young man who attaches great importance to love and righteousness is worthy of being the junior that my sister-in-law valued so much.”
Fourth Master Lin stood up and took off the ax from his waist. There was an embroidery needle-like pendant around his neck. He took it off suddenly. The embroidery needle began to grow longer and thicker, and finally turned into a rod. Silver spear.
Turned around and left the Ancestral Temple.
Qingbo Street.
The raindrops hit the ground, causing the water on the ground to stir up in circles.
Anle walked step by step, and saw the Ancestral Temple with its silk floating in the distance. His face wavered slightly, and his hand fell on the green mountain of the bamboo sword around his waist.
“Your Majesty has an order. Anle attacks and kills the imperial officials guarding the city. He should be arrested and imprisoned!”
Suddenly, a purple-robed Diao Si floated over from a distance, his face full of seriousness, conveying the words of the man in the palace.
The words coming from Diao Temple echoed in the air above Qingbo Street.
Around Qingbo Street, the auras of powerful men were released one after another.
The sound of dense footsteps resounded as teams such as the Jinwu Guards, Dali Temple Tigers, and Black Yamen Policemen rushed out from the intricate alleys on both sides of Qingbo Street.
An invisible military force is intertwined and formed, trapping in the sky!
An Le took a calm look and saw that there were troops surrounding him from all directions. In just a moment, he was surrounded by troops.
Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom walked out slowly, wearing simple brocade clothes. He did not wear armor because he felt that it was very impolite and an insult to the old uncle to wear armor in front of his mourning hall.
The generals of the Jinwu Guards on the left and right did not have this concern. They were covered in armor and had a bit of coldness and heat in their eyes.
In addition to following the orders of the Emperor of the Zhao family, the benefits brought by killing Anle also made these two strong men who had just entered the Nine Realms feel agitated in their hearts.
Su Qingke, the minister of Dali Temple, and Song Ci, the leader of the black yamen, both had good cultivation.
In addition, there are also guests and staff who came out of Prime Minister Qin’s house.
Almost all the most powerful forces in Lin’an Mansion were mobilized at this moment, in order to capture An Le who had fallen into a trap.
On the Wanghu Tower in the distance.
Prince Zhao Shenyan was sitting on a chair, sipping tea and staring at the fight on Qingbo Street. There was wonder in his eyes. After the wonder, there was deep fear and murderous intent.
An Le must die.
The emperor of the Zhao family was afraid of peace and happiness, and the prince was also afraid of peace and happiness.
The emperor of the Zhao family has now lost his heart sword and failed to renew his life. The person who will inherit the throne of Zhao in the future will be Zhao Shenyan, so the threat to Anle is also huge.
Even though… Anle helped him eliminate his rival, the second prince Zhao Pei, but the prince didn’t care about it at all. In other words, he deliberately forgot about it and increased his fear of Anle.
Zhao Shenyan drank the wine in one gulp.
He admired Anle’s courage, but he wanted to take a closer look at how Anle dealt with this dragnet.
On Qingbo Street, Anle looked at these people calmly. Finally, his eyes fell on Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom and Su Qingke, the minister of Dali Temple.
“You two, can you let me pay my respects to Senior Zhao before we talk?”
Anle held the bamboo sword Qingshan and said softly.
Su Qingke’s eyes fluctuated with complicated expressions. He glanced at Anle and then at Liu Guanshi.
A look of guilt flashed across the face of Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom. He raised the spear in his hand and shook his head: “No.”
This was an order from the Emperor of the Zhao family. Moreover, Zhao Huangting’s mourning hall was arranged in the Ancestral Temple. How could a traitor like An Le be allowed to enter and worship?
Liu Guanshi still adhered to this concept, so he rejected Anle.
Su Qingke, the minister of Dali Temple, also shook his head helplessly.
“Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you capture this man and imprison him in Dali Temple, all the problems will be gone.”
General Jinwu Guards on the left and right said coldly.
This time, Zhao Huangting, who had not ignited Nirvana, helped Anle.
This time, with Wushengshan as the backing eye, no one dared to disturb Anle anymore.
This time… is Anle still alive? !
“kill!”
The two generals of the Jinwu Guards on the left and right shouted together, and then the two people from the Nine Realms took action at the same time. The majestic pressure of the Nine Realms intertwined and filled the air, making the raindrops falling all over the sky seem to have slowed down a lot!
Su Qingke and Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu Kingdom fell silent and looked at each other without making any move.
In their opinion, Anle coming alone was really arrogant.
When the identity of the Lord of the Holy Mountain loses its intimidating effect, Anle is just a practitioner of the Double Sixth Realm. He may be a first-class genius with superior combat power, but it is impossible to fight against the Nine Realms with the cultivation of the Sixth Realm. This is absolutely impossible. Such an impossible thing!
Therefore, they admire Anle’s courage and their friendship with Anle who would risk his life to worship Zhao Huangting, but they have to doubt Anle’s arrogance.
In the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Su Muzhe suddenly relaxed, her eyebrows opened and closed, and a palace of sword energy appeared. In the palace, densely packed swords were hung.
In an instant, swords and weapons surged out like rivers in the sky!
“Dayan Sword Formation!”
Su Muzhe said sharply.
“Today, to hurt An Le, I will go on a killing spree in Lin’an!”
Swords and weapons are intertwined, hanging densely, clanking and clashing, and the bright sounds are intertwined endlessly!
An invisible pressure from the sword swept over him like a mountain overturning in an instant.
Under such pressure, the green bricks on the ground on Qingbo Street were densely covered with cracks, spreading and intertwining bit by bit.
Su Muzhe, the master of Jianchi Palace, still has a shocking power. However, as soon as her Dayan Sword Formation appeared, her expression changed slightly, because the entire Lin’an City’s defense formation was mobilized, one after another. The souls of the powerful masters in the eighth realm and the seventh realm rushed into the sky.
Within the city defense formation, the combat power of any hostile cultivator will be weakened somewhat.
The power of Su Muzhe’s Dayan Sword Formation was weakened a bit.
The old Duke of the Wang family took a step forward, his energy and blood surged. There was also a strong man from the Sima family who also stepped out of the Nine Realms. Together with the old Duke of the Wang family, they fought against the Dayan Sword Formation!
However, even in the capital of Lin’an, the Dayan Sword Formation was suppressed by the defensive formation of the imperial capital of the country. After a collision, the old man and the Sima family’s nine realms still flew out with blood, and their faces changed. There was a look of horror all over the place.
This palace master of Jianchi Palace is not famous, and his reputation is not prominent among many rivers and lakes forces, but the power of this Dayan Sword Formation is ridiculously powerful!
Liu Guanshi of Shangzhu State took action. He could not let Su Muzhe wreak havoc in Lin’an City.
Zhao Huangting’s death had already stimulated Su Muzhe, and coupled with the unfair treatment of Zhao Huangting by the Zhao royal family, Su Muzhe completely exploded at this moment. If a woman goes crazy, she really won’t be able to save much sanity.
After all, Liu Guanshi of the Shangzhu Kingdom was a top expert in the Shuangjiu Realm. Coupled with the military support of the thousands of soldiers under his command who surrounded Lin’an City, he was able to block the Dayan Sword Formation.
On the other side, Fourth Master Lin threw out a long spear, his fighting spirit boiling.
Su Qingke, the minister of Dali Temple, and Song Ci, the leader of the black yamen, jointly suppressed the fourth master Lin who had just entered the ninth realm. Even if the fourth master Lin tried his best and even fought regardless of life and death, they could not break through. The two join forces.
In the Literary Academy.
A faint sigh.
Zhu Huoxi, the senior scholar of the Academy of Arts, stepped out with his Confucian shirt flying, but was stopped by his second wife, Pang Ji.
“Master, you and I haven’t fought each other for a long time. Why don’t we have a spar today?”
The second master, Pang Ji, hunched his back, looked at the eldest master, Zhu Huoxi, and said calmly.
The doctor Zhu Huoxi looked at Pang Ji calmly: “You have been in charge of the liberal arts academy for all these years, and you have even forgotten the most basic etiquette. Zhao Huangting and Anle are both teachers and friends. Anle pays homage to Zhao Huangting, which is righteous and affectionate. You should not stop it. He worshiped.”
Zhu Huoxi said coldly.
Pang Ji sighed: “The scholars in the Wenyuan are all officials in the Great Zhao Dynasty. After so many years, the Wenyuan has been unable to live alone. There is no way back.”
Zhu Huoxi shook his head and said nothing. He collided with Pang Ji Yuanshen, as if he was entering the sea of clouds roaring in the heavy rain, and the Yuanshen were competing and competing.
…
Qingbo Street.
The outbreak of the battle was not that unexpected.
Su Muzhe and Fourth Master Lin’s actions were both unexpected by Anle.
His eyes swept over calmly, remembering everyone who took action today.
The generals of the Jinwu Guards on the left and right came down with the pressure of the Nine Realms.
However, they were very cautious and did not fight closely with Anle from the beginning. After all, the news that Anle had the trump card to kill the Nine Realms was not unfamiliar.
Tong Guan died in An Le’s hands.
So they were very cautious. They even felt that Anle must be carrying this trump card if he dared to enter Lin’an again. They dispatched the five thousand Jinwu guards under their command who came out of the imperial city to kill Anle. They wanted to kill Anle first. Anle’s trump card was forced out.
If you remember correctly, Anle’s trump card that attracted heroic help will not last long. What they are really afraid of is Anle’s trump card of Sha Tongguan, although that trump card may not be used long ago.
But the two of them were still very cautious.
The soldiers in silver and gold armor bathed in the rain and rushed towards peace and happiness.
Among them, there are strong men from the seventh and even eighth realms commanding small teams!
An Le watched calmly, and with a thought, a war puppet wrapped in a black robe and wearing a silver mask appeared.
Pulling the bow and shooting an arrow, he instantly penetrated a Seventh Realm cultivator, and the powerful force even caused the Jinwu Guards behind him to be scattered, clearing out a pure one.
The war puppet appeared, shooting arrows quickly and one after another.
One person is like a fort, clearing the way forward for Anle.
However, two powerful men from the Eighth Realm came to kill them quickly. They were the commanders of the Jinwu Guards. Their status was not as high as the Generals of the Jinwu Guards, but they were not inferior either!
The gods of the Eighth Realm came to practice and caused the will of heaven and earth to fall.
The whole body is filled with peace and happiness, making the surroundings seem to turn into a quagmire.
Anle’s eyes narrowed, showing no intention of hiding his trump card.
[Heroic Attraction] Daoguo was directly attracted!
Suddenly, in the heavy rain, a white light turned into a beam and cast down, Anle’s bamboo sword pointed out the green mountains, and the sword intention of the mountain and river rolled with the heart, and it was combined with the heroic spirit.
The two commanders of the Eighth Realm Jinwu Guards instantly flew out bleeding!
“It’s now!”
When the two Jinwu Guard generals saw Anle using his trump card, the corners of their lips curled up coldly. Without any hesitation, their bodies pulled out afterimages in mid-air and appeared on Anle’s left and right sides in an instant.
One of them holds a golden mace, and the other holds a golden hammer. The will of heaven and earth is intertwined, and the powerful soul power is also boiling.
Taking advantage of An Le’s heroic spirit and defeating the two Eight Realms, he took action at the same moment, trying to kill An Le under his weapon!
In Tianxuan Palace.
Qin Lishi also took a step forward and appeared in the center of the White Jade Square, intending to mobilize hundreds of officials to form a great array of souls, oppress Anle, kill all Anle’s chance of escape, and lay a real dragnet!
However, a drop of cold rain hit Qin Lishi’s face.
His eyes suddenly shrank.
A chill suddenly enveloped Qin Lishi’s body, and the Yuan Shen array he was about to set up was stopped instantly.
Qingbo Street.
The hidden Xiao Lian Sword on An Le’s waist trembled slightly at this moment.
Accompanied by a loud sword roar.
A majestic sword energy burst out from Anle’s body!
The eyes of the two Jinwu guards on the left and right were about to burst, and they felt the terrifying pressure of heaven and earth from the sword energy!
“Ten…ten realms!”
Over Lin’an City.
The white-haired old man in linen clothes put his hands behind his back and tapped them gently with each step.
A large hole was carved out of the city defense formation by the unstoppable sword energy.
In front of the strong men of the ten realms who control a great road and control the will of heaven and earth, the city defense formation is useless.
The Xiao Lian Sword turned into sword light and was held in the hand of the old man, pressing it down gently.
The generals of the Jinwu Guards on the left and right were immediately crushed to the ground, and their escaping figures were unable to move at all!
The gap…is ridiculously big!
At this time, they realized what a terrifying character Zhao Huangting possessed and possessed when he dared to swing his sword at Emperor Yuanmeng!
Under the gentle pressure of the sword energy of the old man in Mai, the Jinwu guards on the left and right knocked their knees on the ground, knocking the green bricks to pieces!
The Jinwu guards who were suppressed and retreated by one person, the fort’s war puppets, were already under the pressure of the old sword master, and they did not dare to move forward or move…
And Anle faced the left and right generals of the Jinwu Guard who were kneeling on the ground.
An Le’s eyes were cold. As he stepped forward, he gently swept up the green mountains with his bamboo sword. He described it lightly, as if he were splashing ink on the white raw materials to draw a proud and proud black bamboo. The blade of the bamboo sword swung past the two generals of the Jinwu Guards on the left and right. head!
It brought up two heads rising into the sky, full of unwillingness and fear!
The two Jinwu Guard generals on the left and right have high positions and are real nobles in Lin’an.
With the cultivation of the Nine Realms, they enjoy endless glory and wealth as well as a superior status.
However, no matter how cautious they are…
But he never expected that a ten-level land immortal would come to help Anle.
The moment death approaches.
The two of them regretted it greatly.
The heavy rain washed away suddenly, and large raindrops fell. Also falling at the same time were two ferocious heads of nobles in Lin’an City.
Anle said, I’ll have a good time on this trip,
Anyone who stops…will be killed!
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