Chen Hao looked at the letter of order curiously and saw a few small golden seal characters written on it - the imperial order of the first-class enshrined immortal master Zhang Huasheng.

He nodded. It seemed that Zhang Huasheng was Lin Haiyue's master. It turned out that he was a first-class worshiper from the court. No wonder the guard looked awe-like.

"Brother, let's go to the city." Lin Haiyue said with a faint smile at him, "I haven't asked my brother, Da Zun's name yet!"

Chen Hao was stunned and replied: "Oh, my name is Chen Hao, an unknown boy. Taoist priest, you need to be polite, just call this name."

"Brother Chen is too humble. How can he be considered an unknown boy at such a young age?" Lin Haiyue's eyes flashed with strange light.

Chen Hao was shocked, not sure if the Taoist priest in front of him had seen through something, so he laughed dryly and avoided this topic.

The dark iron spear was more than half a foot taller than his head, and the people at the gate of the city were looking at it. Some were also surprised by Lin Haiyue's handsome handsomeness, and more were talking about Chen Hao's blatant entry into the city. Could it be that the guards thought that they were blind? They were simply ignorant.

The guard wearing digit armor was obviously shocked by Chen Hao's outfit. He hesitated for a moment, remembering the words he had seen before, but he did not come forward to stop him, as if there was only an unarmed civilian in front of him.

Chen Hao was dressed in blue clothes and looked solemn, like a general who returned the battle.

Seeing the figures of the two of them gradually disappear from the city gate, the warriors who were originally going to watch the fun stopped agreeing. The two masters who had just entered one after another were all armed with weapons. Why did they have to take off their weapons to enter the city? One person couldn't help but shout: "I'm talking about the people who are on duty. Didn't you just say that the martial law in the city is strictly prohibited from bringing weapons in? Why did you let those two go in alone? This is really unfair!"

The man was wearing a yellow coarse cloth jacket, short and fat, dark skin, and the fat on his face was glossy. His eyes were squinted into a slit, and sweat beads on his cheeks were flowing down. He was wearing a melanin belt around his waist, which was as thick as a water tank, and a long sword with a bronze sheath was inserted on it. There were still some light blue rust on it, like an antique that had been stored for a long time.

A tall and thin guard leaned his spear on his shoulder, turned his body to look at the fat man with a slant. Seeing him dressed in poverty, he showed a look of contempt on his face, and said sarcastically: "You stupid guy, you are asking us what justice is, and you don't urinate and look at yourself. There is no real justice in this world? Let me tell you, what the Lord of Yun in Qianhua City said is an imperial edict, but the two people who walked in just now will be regarded as guests of honor, so how can you be convinced?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge uproar broke out in the crowd, and they all guessed the identities of the two people who had just entered the city, but no one noticed that the fat man in yellow was twitching gently, and a terrifying light flashed in his small eyes.

"I'm done? Is this your explanation to me?" The fat man with black face spoke slowly, his voice low like a big drum roaring, which made the people present jump suddenly and his ears buzz.

The cultivation level of a peak martial artist! The words that appeared in everyone present, and they were completely unbelievable.

A solemn look on the tall and thin Shiwei's face, but he did not lose his position. He tightened the spear in his right hand slightly and laughed dryly: "Yuan just took a look away. I didn't expect that you had such a cultivation level, but..."

"But what?" asked the fat man with black face coldly.

Gaoshou Wei said angrily, "But if you only have these methods that are revealed in front of you, you still cannot bring your swords into the Qianhua City Gate."

The face of the black-faced fat man changed his expression and evil spirits appeared in his eyes. He gently placed his right hand on the hilt of his waist, and suddenly pulled it out with a clang, drawing a dark yellow track in the air and rushed towards the guards, shouting fiercely: "Since that's the case, don't blame Qi for breaking through with ruthlessness."

Gao Shou Wei's face changed, and the spear in his right hand shook like a spirit snake. He quickly turned sideways, and a sharp sword slashed across his body, slashing heavily on the bluestone ground, splashing countless stone chips and cutting out a few deep holes.

He shouted urgently: "All the guards obeyed the orders, and some powerful thieves invaded the city. They quickly formed a formation to meet the enemy, sounded the horn to warn them, and summoned troops to kill the thief on the spot!"

"No!" Several other soldiers and guards had long spears like dragons, with star points dotted, making sounds of breaking through the air, and they all rushed toward the fat man with black faces. The latter hurriedly pulled his sword and attacked each other, making a jingling sound. The energy trembled like a rainbow, and it drew deep wound marks on the bluestone ground.

The fat man with black face snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and his little finger gently hooked under the jacket. A snow-white short knife was pushed by force. While flying rapidly, he rushed towards the famous scholar Wei.

The soldiers and guards held guns in one frame, but the tip of the gun was "bang" and their hearts were trembling. The short sword turned out to be a magical object that was as sharp as mud. Just looking at the speed of the rushing lightning, the faces of the soldiers and guards showed horror. At this time, they wanted to hide but were powerless.

At the critical moment, a sharp shout came from the city. A blue-gray shadow came first, hitting the snow-white sword curtain, making a harsh sound. The short sword was instantly knocked away and fell into a weed ten meters away. The blue-gray shadow was nailed to the ground. When everyone looked at it, they found that it was a long feathered arrow, and the tail was still trembling slightly.

"It's General Tiefeng!" A guard turned his head and shouted excitedly at a figure that appeared on the city.

When everyone heard this, they looked up and saw a man in ink-green armor standing on the city wall. He was more than eight feet tall, with his sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and a nose as if he was hanging. He was holding a huge black iron bow in his hand. The bowstring was slightly pulled apart again, and a clear feather arrow was placed on it.

The man shouted loudly: "Don't be arrogant! Let's take another arrow from me."

With a "buzzing" sound, the feather arrow drew a blue light in the air, which was even more urgent than the last time. In an instant, it came to the black-faced fat man. The latter was shocked and was hit hard when he had time to turn sideways. The heavy energy covered his body shattered like bubbles. The feather arrow passed through his chest and disappeared into the ground behind him.

The black-faced fat man covered the wound on his chest in disbelief and wanted to say something, but he could only make a loud noise in his throat. The arrow came very quickly and accurately. He hit his heart with his attack and took away all his vitality. At this time, he could barely stand with his peak martial arts master's thick martial arts.

Finally, his body shook, his eyes were decayed, and he fell heavily to the ground, splashing a piece of dust.

Everyone was shocked, their faces were full of shock. When they looked at the ink-green armored general on the city wall again, their eyes were filled with a strong look of awe.

A warrior at the peak of martial arts can even be an elder of the warrior sect. With a call, such a person was shot to death by two arrows by the person in front of him. So how high is this general named Tiefeng's cultivation level? Has he been promoted to the Martial Saint?

Everyone couldn't help but have such a guess in their hearts. Looking at each other, they shook their heads. It is said that the martial saints in the martial arts world have not been out for a hundred years, so how could they meet someone here? But it is an ironclad fact that a martial artist died in front of him at the peak of his eyes, which proves that this person's methods are terrifying.

The Mo Qing armored general slowly left. When his figure disappeared, the silent city gate instantly turned into an uproar.

...

When General Tiefeng killed the peak of the martial arts, Chen Hao and the others had already walked away, so they did not notice the abnormality at the city gate. Instead, the hawkers in the city saw them, their eyes were full of awe.

Qianhua City has been martial law, and no warriors are allowed to wear weapons to enter the city, but the weapons on the two men in front of them are actually placed in such a striking place. They are either very skilled and bold or hold authority, so they are fearless on this street.

Chen Hao looked at the strange gazes coming from all around him, frowned slightly, and said, "Brother Lin, there is a tavern in front. Why don't we go in and order a few dishes and have some rest at the same time?"

Lin Haiyue paused and nodded and responded: "Okay, there are many people in the tavern, but there are also many well-informed people. I was ordered by my master to come to this city to pick up a person with destiny to practice Taoism."

"Oh?" Chen Hao's heart moved and asked lightly, "Is there anyone in this city who has a fairy connection, but I don't know who is so lucky to be valued by your master?"

Lin Haiyue shook his head: "I didn't see his appearance. When I came here, I was guided by a spiritual object. This spiritual object has a talisman array carved by my sect, and even if it is a means of transportation thousands of miles apart, it can also feel the same way."

"It's indeed a magical method!" Chen Hao praised, his eyes flashing with a strange light, "Can Brother Lin reveal what kind of spiritual thing it is? I'm really curious!"

"It's okay to tell you. Anyway, although this spiritual object is priceless to those vulgar martial artists, it is of no use to those who have already entered the path of Tao." Lin Haiyue smiled and didn't care at all, and said a few words, "That's a token. Anyone who wins this object within the specified time limit is a person who is destined to be a destined person in our sect. Regardless of whether he has spiritual roots or not, he will connect it to the mountain gate. However, if his qualifications are mediocre, he can only be a registered disciple of the outer sect!"

"What!" Chen Hao exclaimed, his eyes were bright and his tone was asked in a hurry: "But the order of Ascension among the warriors is the Tianling Sect, the first sect in southern Xinjiang?"

"Immortal?" Lin Haiyue's expression was a little strange, and suddenly sighed, "Where are immortals in this world? These mortals are ignorant. When we practitioners use magical powers, they will be frightened and yelled at the immortal gods. But even those who have achieved the soul of the Supreme Master of this sect can move mountains and cut off mountains, and they dare not call themselves the word "Immortal". According to legend, immortals have immortal bodies, and can swing their sleeves to turn the rivers and seas, and their palms can turn the sky and pick the stars. We are far from enough."
Chapter completed!