Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 484: Chapter 484: An Ordinary Man's Angry



Time goes forward, about two quarters of an hour ago, the night watchman's office.

Thump thump thump... Xu Qian'an, dressed in blue, stepped on the stairs and slowly walked down the stairs, surrounded by a group of clerks with complicated expressions.

Haoqi Tower is essentially Wei Yuan's office. There are many clerks and think tanks in the building who transmit information and analyze intelligence.

Yuan Xiong's new official took office and made three big moves, but he only had time to burn the night watchman. The clerks in Haoqi Tower were not affected for the time being. If Yuan Xiong hadn't died, this fire would have burned them sooner or later.

Because they are all Wei Yuan's confidant team.

But I didn't expect that Yuan Xiong, who had just taken over the position of Duke Wei and moved into Haoqi Tower yesterday, died at the hands of Xu Qian'an today.

The clerks stood at the corners of the corridors on every floor, silently watching him, watching the blue-dressed man slowly walk down the stairs.

In each pair of eyes, there was reverence, sadness, emotion, and tears flashing.

They saw the changes in the court these days and what happened in the night watchman's office yesterday, and they knew it clearly.

Although they didn't say anything on the surface, they must have resentment in their hearts..

Of course, those who can hold a pen in their hands can't hold a knife. Those who can hold a knife can't hold the fleeting courage.

Duke Wei has been in charge of the night watchman for 21 years, and there are many people who have benefited from his grace. Now that he is dead, his cliques have scattered, and all parties are watching coldly.

In the end, it was this young man who had been working as a night watchman for less than a year who was furious for him.

The officials looked at him, and sadness was brewing in silence.

Xu Qian'an left the Haoqi Tower, came to Yuan Xiong's body, drew out a knife, cut off his head, and held it in his hand.

You want to ruin Duke Wei's reputation, I won't agree!

The officials rushed out of the Haoqi Tower and crowded outside the building.

When Xu Qi'an turned to leave, a choking voice came from behind him: "Xu Yinluo, run away..."

It was the little guard on duty in front of the Haoqi Tower.

"Xu Yinluo, go, go."

"Xu Yinluo, you lost your head? Go quickly."

"Please..."

They seemed to have foreseen something and each made their own voice.

The voices were noisy, but every word was from the heart.

Xu Qi'an paused and left directly.

He walked out of the yamen in silence. Along the way, the eyes of the night watchmen focused on him. No one spoke, and no one dared to stop him.

One by one, the eyes stopped behind him and then turned to the head being carried.

Everyone changed color.

The man in blue quickly left the night watchman's yamen and went along the long street towards the palace.

In silence? A silver gong trembled and said: "You can't do this."

Break into the government office and kill people? After the crime, he did not retreat immediately, but went out with his head in his hand? Go to the imperial city...

Someone suddenly screamed: "He is going to the palace to cause trouble!"

"This won't work? Duke Wei is gone, no one can protect him like last time. He killed Yuan Xiong, which is a serious crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the family. He can't cause trouble again? He has to escape quickly."

"Who can stop him? No one can stop him."

Too impulsive. Last time he was able to kill the Duke of Guo because of Duke Wei and the death of the Dukes. This group of civil and military officials were under pressure in front, so he could retreat unscathed.

The situation is different this time. If he dares to cause trouble, he will definitely be suppressed by the army and masters.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao took the lead in chasing out with knives.

The other night watchmen looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"We have wives and children, so we can't be impulsive."

"Just, just go and take a look, just take a look."

"In any case, we can't do nothing."

As for how to deal with it, they haven't thought about it yet.

After finding an excuse for themselves, some people took steps and rushed out of the government office.

Then, one by one...swarmed out.

.....

It was the first quarter of the morning, and the autumn was cold and frosty. Most people hadn't woken up yet.

In front of a breakfast stall on the street, a stall owner held hot soy milk in both hands and walked towards the diners at the table.

At a certain moment, he looked at the street, his eyes widened, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke, and the hot soy milk splashed all over the floor.

The diners followed his gaze and saw a man in green holding a knife in the dim morning light, holding a head in his left hand.

Behind him, there were nearly a hundred night watchmen.

The stall owner slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the diners: "Is that Xu Yinluo?"

"Ah, is he Xu Yinluo?"

Some people have never seen Xu Yinluo's true face.

"No, that's right, it's him, it's Xu Yinluo, what is he going to do?"

"Holding a head in his hand, hiss, is Xu Yinluo going to kill corrupt officials again?"

"There are so many night watchmen behind him..."

The street vendors, the peddlers who entered the city early, and some people who went out to work were lucky enough to see this scene.

When they found Xu Yinluo walking along the main road towards the imperial city, the people who witnessed it couldn't help but interact with each other.

"Who is the head that Xu Yinluo is holding in his hand?"

"Who knows, he must not be a good person, otherwise Xu Yinluo would not kill him. In such a grand situation, I remember that the last time was when two dukes were beheaded at Caishikou, but it was a pity that I didn't witness it with my own eyes..."

The voice suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, someone screamed, "Follow them, follow them and see."

The people who were originally just surprised suddenly realized the seriousness of the

matter. They immediately called their friends and followed the night watchmen.

As they walked along, passers-by pointed and asked each other.

"What's the fuss?"

"Why are you following this group of night watchmen?"

The people in the team said, "The leader is Xu Yinluo, didn't you recognize him? You are

blind."

"Don't talk nonsense, we don't know, just follow and watch the excitement. Don't forget, the last time Xu Yinluo mobilized such a large number of troops was the Chuzhou Massacre."

The people who didn't know the truth were shocked and joined the team.

...

Imperial City, on the city wall.

The Yulin Guards guarding the South Gate saw the spacious main road from a distance, and

the crowds were surging. Looking down, it was all heads.

First was a man in green, followed by hundreds of night watchmen, and finally the scattered

people.

The team of nearly a thousand people, the capital is prosperous and wealthy, the people are generally lazy, get up late, especially as the autumn deepens and the weather turns cold, the families who are not forced to make a living are still sleeping, lingering in the warm quilt. Therefore, it is rare to be able to gather a large team of nearly a thousand people at this time. The Yulin Guards quickly ignored the people, lingered on the hundreds of night watchmen for

a while, and locked their eyes on the leader in green clothes. The former silver gong Xu Qi'an, with a human head hanging on his waist.

The commander of the Yulin Guards in Nancheng, with a serious face, ordered: "Preheat the artillery, prepare the crossbows, and listen to my orders..."

Facing this big evil star, no matter how much attention it pays, it is not too much, especially

the recent tense situation, the court wants to punish Wei Yuan, at this juncture, Xu Qi'an is

coming with bad intentions.

The commander of the Imperial Guards stood on the top of the city wall and shouted: "This is

a privileged place in the imperial city. No one is allowed to enter."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the Imperial Guards on the top of the city wall either

adjusted the muzzle of their guns and aimed in a demonstration.

Or they raised their crossbows and drew their bows. They just waited for the order from their superiors to launch the attack.

The man in blue really stopped.

Seeing this, the commander of the Imperial Guards breathed a sigh of relief. With the death of Duke Wei, this unruly young man had to curb his lawless nature.

At this time, he saw Xu Qian'an take the head from his waist, raised it high, and shouted: "Twenty-one years ago, Wei Yuan led his army to Shanhaiguan, fought a decisive battle with the demon barbarians, the southern barbarians and the Wushen Cult at Shanhaiguan, and returned with a great victory. Without Wei Yuan, there would be no Dafeng. However, his achievements were so great that he was not tolerated by the emperor, so he was forced to abandon his cultivation, take away his military power, and live in the court."

The night watchman behind him was indignant and spoke up for Duke Wei. Among the people, the young people did not feel much, but the older ones knew that Xu Yinluo was telling the truth.

The commander of the Yulin Guard narrowed his eyes, but still raised his hand. "Twenty-one years later, Wei Yuan led his army to attack Wushen Cult. The tyrant emperor feared that he would return victorious and be unable to suppress him, so he colluded with treacherous ministers, cut off the food and grass of the 100,000-strong army, and joined forces with Wushen Cult in Jingshan City to kill Wei Yuan and destroy the army. "Later, he conspired with the treacherous minister Yuan Xiong to tarnish his name and ruin

his reputation, trampling on the victory that the 100,000-strong army had won with their

lives."

The voice was high and loud, reaching the ears of the people.

They were shocked and agitated.

The army that went to fight against the Wushen Cult suffered heavy casualties. This was the

talk of the town recently. Even the peddlers and hawkers, when they took a break and drank

tea together, would angrily denounce the eunuchs for ruining the country.

But the same thing, when spoken by Xu Yinluo, was completely different. The emperor colluded with treacherous officials to cut off the army's food and grass... and joined forces with the Wushen Cult to kill the commander-in-chief... On the street, anyone who heard these words had a mess in their minds.

The eyes of the night watchmen turned red in an instant, not because of sadness, but anger.

If Xu Ningyan's words were true, for them, this was an intolerable and unforgivable crime.

"Shoot!"

The leader of the Imperial Guard shouted.

The sound of bowstrings vibrating and shells being fired filled the air.

The whistling shells and crossbow arrows with white light rushed towards Xu Qiyan without

caring about the lives of ordinary people.

The people screamed, fled in all directions, and hid in cover.

Boom boom boom!

The shells and crossbow arrows exploded in the air, as if they were blocked by the invisible air

world.

"I am deeply saddened. I cannot bear to see the six hundred years of foundation of my

ancestors destroyed by the hands of a tyrant and treacherous ministers..."

Xu Qiyan stood still and threw out the head fiercely, his voice like thunder: "So today, when a

common man is angry, blood will splatter five steps, and the whole world will be in

mourning!"

On the top of the city wall, cannons and crossbows exploded. Throwing human heads over the imperial city, a man in green smashed the city gate and

rushed to the imperial palace.

"Dog--Emperor--"

In the Golden Palace, with this deafening roar, the Taiping Sword whistled through the air,

trying to nail the yellow robe to the dragon throne.

The eyes of the officials followed the sword light, looking at the king who had overlooked the

court for nearly forty years.

I saw that Emperor Yuan Jing stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of the peerless

divine weapon with his flesh and blood.

The Taiping Sword spewed out sword energy and vibrated, but it could not break free from

the shackles of this white jade palm.

"Do you think that I, who have been practicing Taoism for twenty-one years, am really so

unbearable?"

Emperor Yuan Jing looked at Xu Qiyan with a smile, his tone calm, like a high god, dominating everything.

The two of them met eyes across the hall, and Xu Qiyan knew that Joan of Arc and Yuan Jing

had merged.

One Qi became three pure ones, three people, one person and three people, they can separate

and combine.

"Do you think I came to kill you just because of my anger?"

Xu Qiyan also treated it in a calm tone, saying word by word: "The late Emperor Joan of Arc!"

"You actually know my identity!"

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised.

Buzz!

The Taiping Sword vibrated with sword qi, causing the large table covered with yellow silk to

fall apart, leaving sword marks on the golden steps, and a sword qi shattered the small Bagua

bronze plate.

The Bagua bronze plate turned into a dazzling light, and the next moment, Emperor Yuan Jing

and the Taiping Sword disappeared in the Golden Palace.

Transmission magic weapon!

Regicide, not only Yuan Jing was killed, but also Jeanne d'Arc.

Jeanne d'Arc was a master of tribulation, and Xu Qiyan himself was also a third-grade, so the

battle could not take place in the capital. Otherwise, millions of lives would be wiped out.

Xu Qiyan swept across the gentlemen in the hall, their expressions were stiff and their eyes

were confused.

"The emperor is unrighteous, and Xu will attack him today. Gentlemen stay in the hall and

wait for the result. "

After saying that, he took out a small Bagua copper plate and crushed it.

Qingguang included him and disappeared.

.....

The Meridian Gate Square was in chaos, the sound of horns and drums spread throughout the

palace, and the palace guards swarmed towards the Meridian Gate.

Taking advantage of the weak guards in the bedroom, Huaiqing led his trusted guards and

headed straight to the Jingyang Palace where Emperor Yuan Jing lived.

"Tied him up!"

The cold and noble eldest daughter of the emperor waved her hand. Twenty highly skilled guards easily subdued the imperial guards outside the bedroom.

bedroom

Huaiqing held a stack of handwritten letters in her arms, walked quickly, and entered the of Emperor Yuan Jing alone with her skirt flying. Huaiqing stepped over the high threshold and headed straight for the imperial study. She

suddenly stopped, as if she sensed something, and turned to the bedroom. She saw the

formation drawn on the ground and the floating beads.

She saw the golden dragon struggling in pain and being sucked out bit by bit. Golden dragon under the ground...dragon vein? Is this what my father planned? What does he

want to do? Huaiqing's mind flashed After many questions, she was about to approach, and saw the eyeball in the bead turning and staring at her deeply.

Being stared at by this eyeball, Huaiqing's heart trembled, and at the same time, the warrior

instinct tempered by the soul refining realm frantically warned.

Huaiqing was a wise and decisive woman. She turned around and left without any nostalgia,

returned to the imperial study, spread out a handwritten letter on the big case, and stamped them with the jade seal.

There are two types of contents in the handwritten letter. The first type is the order to close

the city gates; the second type is the order to deploy the imperial guards. The handwritten letter has been stamped with the seal of the cabinet. As long as it is stamped

with the emperor's jade seal, all the gates of the capital can be closed and the troops in the

capital can be pressed tightly in the city.

During the discussion of the Dishu Group that day, the members of the Tiandihui

unanimously agreed that regicide must meet two prerequisites.

First, the battle cannot take place in the city.

Second, the five battalions of the Imperial Guards, which are directly commanded by Emperor

Yuan Jing, cannot intervene in the battle.

The five battalions of the Imperial Guards are respectively composed of the Shenji Battalion,

which controls advanced artillery, chariots and crossbows; the Cavalry Battalion, which is well-equipped and swift; the Charge Battalion composed of heavy cavalry; the Hundred Battles Battalion composed of heavy infantry; and the Navy.

This is the most elite force of Dafeng, whether it is combat capability, equipment, or military

masters, they are all top-notch.

If this army can come out in full force, let alone in Dafeng, even in Jiuzhou, there are only a

handful of armies that can compete with it.

The meaning of their existence is to protect the capital and ensure that this capital of the

country will not be captured.

After stamping the imperial seal, Huaiqing rushed out of the palace, called the chief guard,

and said:

"Go to the Imperial Army camp quickly and give these five handwritten letters to the

commanders of each camp.

"The rest of the handwritten letters, have someone send them to the cabinet and give them to

Prime Minister Wang."

She gave orders in an orderly manner.

.....

Beijing Suburbs, Nanyuan.

The formation engraved outside the woods lit up, and Emperor Yuan Jing appeared in a yellow

robe, holding a Taiping sword in his hand, and looking around calmly.

"Nanyuan!"

With just a glance, he recognized that this was the royal hunting ground. The vast woodland

of 260 miles was indeed very suitable as a battlefield. Emperor Yuan Jing looked somewhere, with deep malice in his eyes, shaking his hand and

throwing out the Taiping sword.

There was a clear light flashing, and Xu Qian'an's figure appeared. The Taiping sword just

shot out, as if he himself hit the blade.

Ding!

The golden light exploded, the Taiping sword was bounced away, and then happily fell into

the hands of the owner.

Emperor Yuan Jing couldn't help but narrow his eyes and frowned: "Third grade? I understand, no wonder Wei Yuan's blood and qi were not as good as the

second grade that day, it turned out that he had a backup plan. Tsk, if I wasn't very familiar

with him, I would have to suspect that you are his illegitimate child." Contaminated by the head of the Earth Sect, he did not hide his jealousy, and his malice

turned into murderous intent.

Jealousy is one of the worst emotions in human nature. This emperor, who had been practicing for twenty years and had been promoted from an ordinary person to a second- grade cricket and became one of the few people at the top of Jiuzhou, sincerely envied this

young man. Compared to his endurance of humiliation, the other party had been high-profile all the way, gaining fame and fortune, and even Wei Yuan was willing to pave the way for him.

It only took one year for him to go from a mere ant to a third-grade warrior.

Xu Qian'an sheathed his sword, accumulating strength, and sneered: "If I tell you that

Huaiqing and the fourth prince are his blood, do you believe it?"

Emperor Yuan Jing slowly restrained his expression and said coldly: "You are provoking me."

In response to him, Xu Qian'an's slash of sword.

A stunning sword light slashed out.

Taiping sword + Heaven and Earth Sword + Heart Sword + Cultivating Mind + Buddhist Lion's

Roar! Broken with Jade!

Along with the sword light, there was a deafening lion's roar, shocking people's souls. Emperor Yuan Jing sensed the power of this sword, and his figure suddenly disappeared, flashing at an extremely fast speed. A series of bright yellow figures flashed and disappeared,

but he could not avoid this sword anyway.

He stretched out his hands, with golden and black light lingering in his palms, and held the sword light.

Swish.....

In the sound of the qi melting, the sword light was annihilated. The Taoist Yangshen, known as the Immortal Dharmakaya, is the sublimation of the

invulnerability of the golden elixir.

And once you step into the first-grade Lu In the realm of earthly immortals, the yang spirit

and the physical body overlap, and can even fight with warriors. Of course, the attack power and endurance are definitely not as good as those of warriors.

Xu Qiyan appeared behind Emperor Yuan Jing and slashed with a knife. He did not expect that the fourth-grade "intention" could hurt the second-grade master of the tribulation.

Intention also needs to be cultivated.

The intention of a warrior can only be sublimated at the second grade. The third grade is an

immortal body, which has nothing to do with the fourth-grade intention. Just like the fourth and third grades of Confucianism have nothing to do with each other.

What Xu Qiyan wanted was to use this knife to bring the two sides closer and severely injure

the opponent with a set of combos. Emperor Yuan Jing raised his head and roared silently.

Xu Qiyan's brain was "buzzed" and he felt dizzy and dizzy. The surrounding area within a

radius of dozens of miles was as small as an insect. As big as elk and wild boar, they were

killed one after another, but their bodies were intact.

Seizing the gap of his soul shaking, Yuan Jingdi burst out a series of brilliance from his

sleeves.

The mirror of the soul captured the opponent's soul and extended the control.

The soul-calling banner brushed out a series of dark lights to attack the soul. Three soul-eating nails shot out, trying to pierce the acupuncture points of the opponent's

head, but under the physique of a warrior, they were helpless to bounce away.

Two copper rings locked Xu Qian'an's wrists. The seventh level of Taoism is called Qi-eating, which can drive magic tools, including flying

swords. At the level of Yuan Jingdi, it is easy to control multiple magic tools at a time. In addition, Taoism is also one of the few systems besides sorcerers that have the ability to

refine magic tools. It's just that they are not as proficient as sorcerers, and can refine almost any magic tool..

While controlling the magic weapon to attack, Emperor Yuan Jing summoned a blue sword

and handed it out with a sword, and the brilliant sword light covered the sky. He followed the cultivation method of the Human Sect. He was also a second-grade member

of the Human Sect, and his attack power was no worse than Luo Yuheng.

Among the three Taoist sects, the Human Sect was the most aggressive.

Even among warriors, the Human Sect's swordsmanship was also the best in terms of attack power, and it was specially designed to break the copper skin and iron bones of warriors.

Under the sword light, the Vajra Divine Art lasted for a few breaths, but couldn't hold on, and

a sword pierced his heart. Crimson blood splattered behind Xu Qian'an. Emperor Yuan Jing frantically urged the sword energy to wipe out the vitality of this newly

promoted third-grade warrior. His eyes flashed with the same malice as the Earth Sect's

demonic way, and he grinned:

"A warrior who has just entered the third grade is also worthy of competing with me?" He has been in the second grade for many years and has cultivated with the resources of the

whole country. How can this kid who has just entered the third grade be able to compete with

him.

"I caught you."

Xu Qi'an showed a smile of success and roared: "Shen Shu!!"

A deep, vast, solemn and terrifying aura revived in Xu Qi'an's body.

A flame-like magic pattern appeared between his eyebrows, his skin quickly turned black, andNôv(el)B\\jnn

a flame halo appeared behind his head.

Xu Qi'an's aura surged, from the early stage of the third grade to the peak of the third grade in

an instant.

This is not the power of Shen Shu alone, but the power of the two combined.

Bang!

The magic bronze mirror exploded.

The soul-calling banner exploded. The copper ring exploded.

"I will take the lead!" Xu Qi'an said.

Now that he is a truly high-level martial artist, he controls the ability of transformation and

can kill masters of other systems, and he no longer needs to be led by Shen Shu.

"Okay!"

In his body, Shenshu's deep voice came.

Shenshu was awakened by force. Of course, only another top powerhouse could awaken a top

powerhouse from deep sleep.

After waking up that day, Xu Qiyan said that he had only one request to the Supervisor, which

was to help him wake up Shenshu.

But the Supervisor refused at that time, without giving a reason, and just asked him to go to Yunlu Academy first.

After taking the blood pill left by Wei Yuan from the dean, Xu Qiyan knew the Supervisor's

intention.

Shenshu is a bottomless pit that can never be satisfied. If he is awake, Wei Yuan's blood pill

was wasted on Shen Shu.

The next moment, a violent storm-like attack descended on Yuan Jing, and layers of air waves

exploded.

Emperor Yuan Jing felt that there were enemies everywhere, in the sky and on the ground. The

attacks came from different angles, dense as rain, impossible to dodge, and difficult to resist.

This is a high-quality martial artist.

Puff!

Xu Qian'an put his hands together, penetrated Emperor Yuan Jing's chest, and tore it hard.

Dismembered!

Blood sprinkled on the dark and twisted body, becoming more and more ferocious like a

demon.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Jing officially Death, true death. The figure with golden and black light entangled fled, stood still in the air, and looked down

at Xu Qian'an with a gloomy face. The former emperor Joan of Arc. Xu Qian'an looked at the corpse on the ground silently, and scenes of the past flashed through

his mind, flashing through the majestic and indifferent image of Emperor Yuan Jing.

The image of the emperor sitting high on the dragon throne flashed through his mind. Although he had long been replaced by Joan of Arc, and although the emperor in the past had always been the former emperor Joan of Arc, he still felt a strong sense of pleasure. He killed this dog emperor with his own hands, and from this moment on, Yuan Jing became

history and ceased to exist.

Joan of Arc's face twitched slightly. Although Yuan Jing's body had limited cultivation, it was

a real life for him.

One Qi became three pure ones, and one person had three lives.

He lost a life after fighting for a quarter of an hour.

Looking at the godlike and devillike figure with fear, Joan of Arc suddenly realized

something, pointed at Xu Qiyan, and roared:

"It turned out to be you, it turned out to be you, you are the mysterious figure who appeared

in Chuzhou that day, and the seal under Sangpo is on you!"

He was resentful and hateful.

It turned out to be him, and the person who killed the King of Zhenbei was Xu Qiyan.

"If I had known it was you, I should have cut you into pieces when you returned to the capital

that day. I regret it. I missed so many opportunities to kill you. You can hide from me because

the supervisor blocked the secret for you, so that I can't sense its existence. " Emperor Zhende was so angry that his mentality exploded. He watched this little man grow

up with his own eyes, and tolerated this little man's growth step by step.

Only now did he know that the person who killed his other clone was right beside him.

Xu Qiyan not only killed his clone, but also brought the corpse back to Beijing, jumping up and

down, killing the Duke, and scolding him in front of the people.

Too much bullying, too much bullying!!

Emperor Zhende was shocked and angry, and the malice in his heart was like a raging sea. He

gritted his teeth and said, "I won't give you another chance." Xu Qiyan said lightly: "Yuan Jing is dead. After today, the throne of Dafeng will change

hands."

Hearing this, Emperor Zhende showed a proud and arrogant smile: "You are right. After

today, Dafeng will indeed change hands. It will become a vassal state of the Wushen

Religion."

Sure enough, the purpose of the previous emperor was to make Dafeng a vassal state of the

Wushen Religion. He wanted to emulate Saren Agu...Xu Qiyan frowned:

"What are you going to do?"

Emperor Zhend's breath of heaven and earth spirits recovered. He opened his arms, as if to

show his greatness, and said:

"Do you know the dragon vein? The dynasty ruled the Central Plains, and ruled not only the

people, but also the territory. People's hearts condense destiny, and the dragon vein is the

essence of destiny and territory.

"As long as I draw out the spirit of the dragon vein and offer it to the witch god, the Central

Plains will be hit by natural disasters and man-made disasters, but because the dragon vein is

not dead, uprisings often fail. The Wushen Cult controls the dragon veins of the Central

Plains, and it is easy to rule the Central Plains as it is destined by heaven."

"So you want to help the Wushen Cult kill Duke Wei?"

Xu Qian'an didn't know about the dragon veins, but he knew about destiny. After Dafeng lost

half of its destiny, the national strength has been declining in recent years, and there have

been droughts here and floods there.

Years of bad luck.

As for myself, I have always been able to turn danger into safety and encounter many

adventures along the way. I was promoted to the third rank in just one year. On the surface, it

seems that I have received the favor of some big guys. In fact, this is the manifestation of my

good fortune.

If the dragon vein is taken away by the Wushen Cult, the result can be imagined.

"Wei Yuan must die. If he is alive, I will face him today. And the combat power of a second-

rank warrior is much stronger than you."

Emperor Zhend continued to inhale and exhale spiritual energy. The violent attack just now caused him some minor injuries.

"Wei Yuan is a rare talent in hundreds of years. If he doesn't die, Saren Agu will be unable to

sleep and eat. Even if the Wushen Cult holds the dragon vein, it may not be easy to enter the

Central Plains. Of course, there is a third reason for me to kill Wei Yuan, and you will know it

soon.

"By the way, when I went to court, I had already activated the formation to strip the dragon

vein. Do you want to go back and stop it? I don't mind fighting in the city."

I mind... Duke Wei had expected all this, right? The battle of Jingshan City was also a trap set

by the Wushen Cult, but Duke Wei had no choice. If he watched Wushen break free from the

seal, even if Duke Wei was a strong commander, he could not defeat a super-class... Xu

Qian'an asked:

"You want to extract the dragon vein, will the Supervisor agree?"

As a first-class sorcerer, no one knows luck better than him. Emperor Zhend's wishful

thinking was to extract the dragon vein under the Supervisor's nose. Although the Supervisor could not kill Zhend's, he could prevent the dragon vein from being

extracted.

Emperor Zhend's laughter said, "The Supervisor is the biggest enemy in my longevity plan. If

there is no way to hold him back, how can I extract the dragon vein?"

Xu Qian'an frowned.

.....

Lingbao Temple.

Luo Yuheng walked out of the quiet room, came to the small courtyard, and stretched out her

fair little hand towards the small pond in the courtyard.

A rusty iron sword broke through the water and delivered itself to her hand.

Luo Yuheng took a step forward and disappeared in the courtyard.

...

Observatory.

There was a wave in the void, and a figure wrapped in a wizard's robe stepped out of the void.

This is an old man holding a sheep whip in his hand, and he must His hair was all white, his

eyes were calm and gentle, but this old man, who was no different from an ordinary old man,

appeared, making the sky above the Observatory overcast. The black clouds rolled, very close to the Observatory, so close that it seemed to be right

above his head, and bright lightning flashed in the clouds.

The moment the old man appeared, the Bagua platform lit up with array patterns, strangling

him.

But the old man seemed to be not in this world, and any attack on him was ineffective.

"Disciple, if you have Wei Yuan's power to break the array, I will leave now." Saren Agu said

with a smile.

The supervisor twisted the wine glass and took a sip leisurely.

"The power of Dafeng has been weakened until now, how much strength do you still have?"

Saren Agu sat down at the table.

The supervisor sneered: "The sorcerer uses his brain, and the warrior only knows how to use

brute force."

As he spoke, a chessboard appeared on the table.

"Let's play the next game."

"Determine the outcome by chess?"

The supervisor said calmly: "No, this round is over, and the matter is over."