Chapter 207 Undercurrents surging, the whole army strikes
I saw Wang Zhonghou walking out of the darkness with a sullen face, his aura rising steadily.
The saint's face was gloomy and her pupils were wide.
It turned out to be Wang Zhonghou, this aura...
A first-class martial artist...?!
Shocking.
Unbelievable.
A few days ago, I was just a top-notch martial artist, but today I am a martial artist?
Wang Zhonghou stepped forward slowly and stood in front of Zhu Youde: "Your Majesty, old slave Wang Zhonghou, thank you for your grace."
He looked at Zhu Youde with grateful eyes.
That pill not only healed his injuries, but also repaired the old diseases and even strengthened his foundation, allowing him to take advantage of the opportunity to break through and enter the realm of a martial artist.
Wang Zhonghou fixed his eyes on the saint, and suddenly felt like he was back in the past when he was wandering the world.
If it hadn't been for hurting my roots back then, I must have...
A sigh in my heart is all in the past...
Then he steeled himself and glared at the saint, and shouted in a deep voice: "Young lady, please don't be so arrogant. It's easy to get up and down from this city guard tower!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body flashed, and his five fingers turned into palms and struck directly at the saint.
Two figures, one black and one white, collided in the air, and the Holy Cult militia and the Royal Forest Army also started fighting below.
The aura spread by the two martial artists made everyone around them feel oppressive, suppressed by strength.
Zhu Youde mobilized his strength to protect his internal organs, and his frown slowly relaxed.
That elixir was the Return to Heaven elixir, which not only healed hidden wounds but also helped with cultivation. I originally kept it for myself, but after thinking about it I decided to give it to Wang Zhonghou, but it gave him an unexpected surprise.
It's not a bad thing to have a martial artist by your side to protect you.
Compared with Zhu Youde's calmness, the saint's heart was filled with turmoil. The old eunuch's internal strength was too strong!
This is actually a martial artist who relied on honing his inner strength to achieve breakthroughs!
She never expected that there was such a master in Jinling City. She originally thought that Wang Zhonghou was wasting his natural power, but now she suddenly understood that Wang Zhonghou's internal power was like the deep sea, with one palm wind coming after another.
If a warrior wants to break through the martial arts master, he must either hone his internal strength to break through the blockade, or rely on elixirs to increase the upper limit to reach the pseudo-martial arts master, or the martial master who has no internal strength support.
The saint relies on elixirs to increase the upper limit, which is far different from a real martial artist like Wang Zhonghou who hone his internal strength...
Soon Wang Zhonghou also discovered this, and he kept stimulating his internal energy until his breath reached its peak. The strong palm wind hit the rapier one after another, making a crisp and bright sound.
"Crack!"
The saint girl was shocked. There were cracks in the rapier!
In the blink of an eye, after resisting a few more moves, the rapier broke!
"Little girl, I am amazed by your skeleton. You are a good material for practicing martial arts. It's a pity that you took the wrong path. It's a pity..."
Wang Zhonghou took the gift and exhaled a breath of pity, but his movements did not stop, he clenched his palm into a fist and charged again!
The saint threw away her rapier and was tired of dealing with the defeats.
The Holy Cult militiamen below saw that the Saint was at a disadvantage, and their momentum became weaker and weaker. On the contrary, the Royal Forest Army became more and more courageous as they fought, but the militiamen who were killed within half an hour were defeated.
The saint panicked, but glanced at the militiamen. Wang Zhonghou seized the opportunity and punched him in the chest, sending him flying dozens of meters away.
"Boom!"
The saint was knocked back and fell to the city wall, her body fell. Wang Zhonghou drew a long sword and put it against his neck.
"Remnants of the Holy Cult! Aren't you going to surrender?!" Zhu Youde shouted angrily, frightening the legs of the militiamen who were still resisting to the point of weakening.
The saint has been defeated? What am I still insisting on?
Thousands of militiamen dropped their weapons and knelt down, begging for mercy:
"Your Majesty, we are confused. We are bewitched by the saint. Please spare your life, Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please leave a way to survive!"
Zhu Youde glanced at the militiamen with a sullen face, his eyes flashed with terrifying murderous intent.
"Where are the Imperial Guards!"
"exist!"
"kill!"
Without saying a word, the imperial guard chopped off the head with his sword.
"I have given you a chance to be a good person. If you don't listen, you will die! If you challenge the imperial power, you will die!"
"Zhou Heng! Clean up the remnants of the Holy Religion! Clean up Jinling City!"
"Wang Zhonghou! Take the saint to the prison!"
After several imperial orders, the capital was shaken.
Heads continued to roll down under the moat, and blood gathered and flowed into the moat, dyeing the clear water red.
At the four corners of the tower, bloody heads were hung one by one.
"Tick-tock-tock..."
The blood fell to the ground, forming blood marks...
That night, the Royal Forest Army, the Criminal Department, the Dali Temple, the Military Department, and the Jinyiwei jointly conducted a thorough investigation and turned the capital upside down. Anyone with dissident intentions will be killed without mercy!
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Inside the palace, the Queen Mother's East Palace.
The noisy sound just now made Cining uneasy, and she walked around the hall thinking.
After a long time, she suddenly pushed open the palace door.
"Empress Dowager, the remnants of the Holy Cult are causing trouble outside the palace, it's better for you to stay in the palace." Xichang Banzi stood guarding the palace door.
"Your Majesty will lead his troops to clear it out. Your Majesty can rest peacefully. With us here, the bad guys will not dare to approach."
Ci Ning's eyes flashed sinisterly, and her heart became even more panicked. What happened outside the palace?
"Mother, you don't need to be anxious. The news just came that the saint has been executed and all the remnants of the holy religion have been beheaded..."
Xichang Banzi followed Zhu Youde's instructions and told Cining the information in a timely manner.
The palace door closed, and Cining's nails dug into her palms.
The holy girl subdued the law, and the holy religion was defeated...
Several years of business, just gone...?
No...it shouldn't be. The Saint is a martial artist. Even if the followers of the Holy Cult are liquidated, there are thousands more warriors taking the Heart Control Pill, and there are 5,000 militiamen outside the city. How can the empty capital be defeated?
Ci Ning took two deep breaths, filled with doubts.
But if she really loses, will the Saint come out...?
Do you want to clean it up...
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Late at night.
Northland.
military camp.
King Zhudi of Yan is wearing golden armor and standing on a high platform.
Behind him stood dozens of Northern warriors. The military camp below was filled with people. One hundred thousand Northern Liang cavalry and one hundred thousand troops were ready.
"Your Majesty, the 200,000-strong army has been assembled!"
Judy glanced around, and her eyes flashed fiercely: "Everyone, when a foolish king reigns, the people of the world will suffer! What should we do?"
"Surge into Jinling, kill the faint king with your own hands, do justice for heaven, and take charge of the country!" The soldiers shouted in unison.
"Very good! Anyone who follows this king in the uprising will be made a marquis and rewarded with a noble title! Kill them!"
The 100,000-strong army from the North set out in mighty force!
At the same time, the King of Han sealed the land, and Chen Shishi followed King Zhu Kang of Han to inspect the military camp.
"Your Majesty, the 100,000-strong army has been assembled!" the deputy general reported.
King Zhu Kang of Han inadvertently glanced at Chen Shishi beside him and said in a deep voice: "Set off overnight! Go straight to the Western Border Road and catch up with King Yan's army on the Northwest Road in two days!"
After saying that, he turned around to look at Chen Shishi and said, "I hope Miss Chen can inform King Yan to rest for a while on the northwest road..."
Chen Shishi resigned. She stayed in King Han's fiefdom to ensure that King Han sent troops.
After she left, Zhu Kang's eyes flashed with a sneer, he looked at the 100,000 troops with his back and his hands, and said to the deputy general in a deep voice: "Secretly inform Wu Jie, the governor of the Northwest Road, to intercept and kill King Yan's army in the northwest desert in three days!"
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Grassland, Huns.
The deputy general rushed into the military tent with a secret message: "Marshal, the army in the western border of Daliang has been defeated, and the battle on the front line is tense..."
Yuchi Junde was overjoyed. He stood up suddenly and grabbed the secret letter, his face beaming with joy.
"Pass my military order! An army of 150,000 will attack immediately and penetrate directly to the border of Daliang!"
"An army of 50,000 fire guns follows closely behind, and they will definitely destroy Daliang and kill the dog emperor with their own hands!"