There are thick clouds and a sharp cold wind. Above the high city, there is something even higher.

Countless magic weapons and spiritual weapons followed their master, following an almost petite figure.

Bai Lin has a long grip and a long black blade. Under the thick dark clouds, there is a moonlight-like long silk billowing from the tail of the blade.

There is a long knife above the high city, and a figure sits cross-legged on the long knife. The strong wind blows her gray hair and blurs her face. She rests her elbows on her knees and supports her chin, tilting her head as if she is pretending to sleep.

Facing a city of Immortal Breathing Hall cultivators, she didn't even want to say a word.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous and trespass into the realm of Xianxi Hall!" Elder Zong of Xianxi Hall shouted angrily.

"Yuezhou, Ji Weiliang, was entrusted by the bereaved family of Huaishui City to take back Huaishui City with the order of the Lord of Huaishui City as evidence." Ji Weiliang still did not move. She seemed not to want to waste even this little energy.

A ray of golden light flew out from her arms, which was really the city lord's order of Huaishui City. With the stimulation of the city lord's order, the withered sacred trees of Huaishui City lit up with divine light.

The Yuezhou cultivator behind Ji Weiliang was immediately shocked. Wasn't it rumored that Huaishui City had disappeared? Even if it disappeared, it shouldn't be a place like the Immortal Breathing Hall!

"Hmph, do you want to take back a city with just a city lord's order?" Elder Zong of Xianxi Hall snorted coldly.

"Then let's fight." As soon as Ji Weiliang finished speaking, her sword domain took shape instantly, enveloping Elder Zong and the dozens of elders of Xianxi Hall around him.

Ji Weiliang looked back at the hundreds of Yuezhou cultivators following her, "Why do you want me to teach you personally how to draw a sword?"

Those Yuezhou cultivators suddenly woke up from a dream and rushed towards the Huaishui City in front of them.

Ji Weiliang folded her arms and looked down at the entire Huaishui City. Elder Cong and the other stewards of Xianxi Hall were trapped in the sword domain by her. She used a demon sword to fight against more than a dozen cultivators, including Elder Cong, the Nascent Soul.

The cultivators did not fall behind at all.

In the Huai River City under Ji Weiliang's feet, the Yuezhou people drew their swords against the invaders for the first time.

In fact, he is also afraid. They are actually very afraid of death. They are all human beings and are practicing hard. How many of them don’t want immortality?

But they still came. Knowing that behind the Immortal Breathing Hall was the high-altitude Crimson Realm, they still mustered up the courage to come here.

For a long time, everyone has been telling the people of Yuezhou that your race is not good, your cultivation level is not high, you have no good skills, and you do not have outstanding talents. If you stay in Yuezhou, no matter how you practice, you will not be able to compare with others.

people of the place.

But is this really the case?

"Whoever dares to offend Xianxi Hall, I will turn your whole family into evil souls!"

"Brothers, don't be afraid of these bastards from Yuezhou, they are just two-legged domestic animals brought to us for slaughter!"

"Hahaha, there are so many pigs and dogs from Yuezhou, it's like bringing magical weapons and elixirs to your doorstep!"

…

Facing those arrogant Immortal Breath Hall disciples, the cultivators from Yuezhou did not dare to step forward rashly even if they had twice the number of people on the opposite side.

Fortunately, Ji Weiliang spoke at this time, "Listen to my order and draw your sword."

Several Yuezhou cultivators hesitantly drew their swords, and then a few more followed.

"All the disciples of the Immortal Breathing Hall will be killed if they don't surrender. The one with the most merit will be given the position of the city government, get ten thousand crystals, honor the hometown of the family, and give the golden elixir magic weapon."

At this time, more and more Yuezhou people drew their swords.

At this time, Yu Baimeng raised his axe, rushed towards the Xianxi Hall disciples first, and shouted, "Follow me! Let's destroy the enemy and take credit!"

Yu Baimeng's war department also followed her, charging and shouting, "Get credit for destroying the enemy! Get credit for destroying the enemy!"

The remaining Yuezhou cultivators couldn't help but follow Yu Baimeng and rushed over!

The war officially begins.

At first, those Yuezhou cultivators were restrained, fearing that the disciples of Xianxi Hall could twist their heads off, but as soon as they took action, they discovered that it was not at all what they thought, or what they imagined.

It's actually the same thing, just in reverse.

Seeing those high-ranking disciples of the Immortal Breath Hall, now crying for their fathers and mothers under their own hands, and completely defeated, the Yuezhou cultivators had mixed feelings in their hearts.

Every sword and every sword is for Yuezhou and for themselves!

"My man, why don't you take Wu Gou and collect the fifty states in the north and south? If you just live a long life, it is worse than a sword roaring across nine continents."

A strange sword appeared in Ji Weiliang's hand, shaped like a sword and curved, "This is Wu Goujian."

There are no unnecessary words, but the coercion and spiritual power have already shown that this sword is at least a golden elixir weapon!

"As long as you have this sword, the sword holder will always be a guest of Yucheng and can read all the classics in Weiyang Academy at will!"

As soon as these words came out, the blood of all Yuezhou cultivators was ignited. Weiyang Academy is a newly built academy in Yuezhou. It is said to have thousands of jade slips of classics in ten disciplines and eight categories. Many people are rushing towards those jade slips.

Go to Fajue!

Now, as long as you hold this sword, you can check the magic formula at will. For the people of Yuezhou, this is more real than any reward.

Before the actual confrontation, the arrogant Xianxi Hall disciples naturally looked down on the country bumpkins from the remote areas of Yuezhou. However, when they really fought, the Xianxi Hall disciples realized how wrong they were.

In the coldest winter, these more than 500 cultivators in Yuezhou felt for the first time the surging blood of Yuezhou people.

Seeing that they could not defeat them, the disciples of Xianxi Hall began to flee. The elders of Xianxi Hall were trapped by Ji Weiliang from the beginning. They had no backbone to begin with. Now, their momentum and combat power are nothing compared to the Yuezhou people.

, the only alternative is to surrender.

"Don't let anyone go. If you let one go, you won't know how many Yuezhou civilians will be killed." Ji Weiliang ordered again.

Yu Baimeng raised the sharp ax in his hand, "Surround!"

Dozens of Yucheng War Department cultivators who were ambushing behind jumped up and shouted, "Surrender and avoid death!"

Yu Baimeng also took the lead in shouting, "Surrender and avoid death!"

In less than an hour, amid the calls of hundreds of Yuezhou cultivators, the battle situation in Huaishui City was decided.

Until this moment, Ji Weiliang looked at the senior officials of Xianxi Hall who were trapped in the sword domain by her, and her tone was still cold, "So, surrender, or die?"

"Ji's female animal, do you know who you offended?!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the long knife had already penetrated his chest, and a big hole was blown from his chest to his waist and abdomen. The whole man was about to be scattered, and even the well-informed elder Cong felt chills all over his body!

"Surrender! I am willing to surrender! I beg Ji Kuaishou to show mercy!" Elder Zong quickly begged for mercy.

"Hand over all the magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and spiritual stones, and lead my people to take inventory of Huaishui City." Ji Weiliang raised his wrist, pointed to the sky with two fingers, and then waved it down gently. The sword domain suddenly drained out the spiritual power in it, and fell.

Toward the ground.

If an ordinary person suddenly falls from such a high place, there is absolutely no chance of survival. Even a cultivator, without spiritual power, can only rely on physical strength to resist.
Chapter completed!