Feng Jiuyou glanced at Ying Ziru, a little hesitant.
Jiang Deng moved his feet to Ying Ziru's chest again, "Here, let me tell you."
"I, I, I... what are you talking about?" Ying Ziru also hesitated in the same way.
Looking at the two of them, what else does Jiang Deng not understand?
She thought that not only did she know that person, but she was also very familiar with him. He might even have a grudge against her, otherwise they wouldn't be afraid of angering her by saying each other's names.
After coming out of the secret realm, except for Leng Baige who was captured by his six disciples, the rest of the Taichu Sword Sect followed Xia Chenqing back to the Taichu Sword Sect. It could not be those people.
And the only one who has time to come to Fenglan Empire to make trouble is probably the one who didn't enter the secret realm with them...
"Is it Lin Jun?"
Jiang Deng narrowed his eyes slightly, and although he was asking a question, his tone was full of determination.
Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru looked at each other and frantically used their spiritual senses to transmit sounds.
Ying Ziru: How did Jiang Deng guess it?
Feng Jiuyou: How do I know? I didn’t tell you!
Ying Ziru: It must be revealed by your timid and worried eyes!
Feng Jiuyou: I also said it was revealed by your shining forehead!
"..."
Jiang Deng was too lazy to watch these two people talking nonsense anymore and directly handed him over to the care of Jiang Zhiling and Feng Qing.
Although Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru were both at the Dan Formation Realm and were higher than Jiang Zhiling and Feng Qing, they were all seriously injured and had no spiritual power in their bodies. There was no need to worry about running away.
Standing up straight, Jiang Deng looked at the battlefield ahead.
By this time, the situation had become clear.
After losing the magic boost from Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru, the city defenders were defeated without any surprise and were besieged by Cui Ning's 100,000 troops.
Cui Ning ordered to disarm but not to kill, so the defenders put down their weapons and surrendered.
Because the battle ended so quickly and without any precautions, there were not many casualties on both sides, less than 300 people in total.
Jiang Deng pondered for a moment and took out the soul-collecting bottle robbed from Liu He from his storage bag.
As the power of chaos was injected into it, the soul-collecting bottle lit up with a dazzling white light, as if a strong suction force was generated, and all the innocent souls with strong hostility on the battlefield were collected into the bottle.
The reason why Jiang Deng collected the souls of fallen soldiers was not to use them to practice evil arts like the master of the Paradise Palace.
It is useless for these innocent souls to stay here. Instead, they will cause harm to the surrounding people. Put them away first and see if there is a chance to resolve the hostility of these innocent souls and let them reincarnate.
After sealing the lid, Jiang Deng also reinforced the seal at the mouth of the bottle to prevent the innocent souls from escaping again.
"Thank you so much, Master Jiang Xian, for your help!"
As soon as Jiang Deng put away the soul-collecting bottle, Cui Ning from a distance came over with a happy face, "If it weren't for the immortal master, we wouldn't have been able to capture the city within three days, and we would have captured all the defenders.
The casualties were also kept to a minimum.”
Cui Ning spoke with unprecedented respect.
In addition to Jiang Deng indeed helping them, Jiang Deng's previous actions also completely shocked him. Cui Ning wished he could offer Jiang Deng as a god.
As for the subsequent actions, he discussed everything with Jiang Deng in detail, "Master Immortal, since the city gate has been opened, should we enter the city with all our troops, seize the opportunity to seize the palace, force the old emperor to abdicate, and establish a new emperor?"
Jiang Deng shook his head and said: "Don't worry, a few of us will go in to explore the way first, and you can go in after the problem is solved."
"This..." Cui Ning was stunned, "The city defenders have surrendered, and the two immortal cultivators have also been captured. Is there any danger left?"
Jiang Deng pointed at Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru who were on the ground, "These are only two people. The other person in the palace is not as easy to deal with as them."
"Is he very strong?"
"Not really, his strength is about the same as mine, but we normal monks generally don't kill mortals, but he is different."
Hearing this, Cui Ning's expression froze.
What did Jiang Xianshi mean by this? Could it be that the immortal cultivator could kill them directly?
"You, didn't you say that immortal cultivators can't kill mortals?"
There was a bit of fear in Cui Ning's tone. If the immortal cultivator was about the same strength as Master Jiang, wouldn't he be able to directly kill their army of 100,000!
Under Cui Ning's gaze, Jiang Deng nodded and said, "Yes, but he has a rebellious temperament. The more things others don't let him do, the more he will do them. If you put on a show of 'Don't you dare kill me?
Come on, I'm afraid he will really kill you."
Cui Ning couldn't help but cursed: "Uh...how do you know him so well?"
Jiang Deng smiled bitterly, of course she knew her apprentice.
After all, Lin Jun is the reincarnation of her great disciple Lin Ye, who was her first disciple. They have lived together for hundreds of years, and it is difficult for her to not understand him.
To be honest, she was not surprised that the fourth disciple would kill her, because the fourth disciple had always had a bad character. As for the other disciples, they killed her just to become stronger.
Only Lin Ye is not.
He killed her just to kill her.
In her previous life, her death seemed to be caused by the four disciples using her chaotic body to lure other disciples into action, but in fact the person who really took the lead was the eldest disciple Lin Ye.
The whole situation may even be controlled by Lin Ye. Others thought he was forced onto the pirate ship, but the truth... only the two of them know.
After regaining her new life, Jiang Deng knew very well that the hatred between her and her eldest disciple was not that simple, and there was no way it could be resolved.
To be precise, there can only be one of them.
Either he kills her, or she kills him!
And now... in order to prevent myself from dying, of course I have to choose to send the other party to die!
After letting out a breath of turbid air, Jiang Deng opened his eyes again, and his eyes had returned to their former calmness.
"Zhiling, Feng Qing, let's go!"
"Okay sister."
"Yes, Peak Master."
Jiang Zhiling and Feng Qing each carried their fellow disciples and their own brothers, and followed Jiang Deng in front of them.
Cui Ning, on the other hand, followed Jiang Deng's orders and continued to station outside the city.
Inside Phoenix City.
Jiang Deng and others entered the city, and the houses on both sides of the street were closed.
His spiritual consciousness went deep into it, and after discovering that the people hiding in the house were safe and sound, Jiang Deng continued to lead people to the palace without further delay.
Enter the palace from the main entrance.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, the Yulin guards who were originally stationed in the palace all died in a tragic way of being cut in half.
There was a bit of confusion in their expressions, as if they hadn't even seen the person drawing the sword, and the opponent's killing move had already arrived, leaving them no time to react.
In fact, the height of these people's fatal injuries and the locations where their blood was sprayed were highly coincident. They were obviously killed at the same time with swords!
Kill a thousand people with one sword!
Threads of blood stretched all the way to the main hall where hundreds of officials went to court.
Jiang Deng rubbed his chin. Judging from the blood stains left on the ground, the murderer entered the hall after wiping out all the Yulin guards...