As the morning sun begins to rise, the "Ziyun City" under the morning light is like an extremely magnificent pass, standing in front of the world.
The city gate has been wide open from midnight last night. Because today, all the well-known figures on the "Chixiao Fan Domain" will come to "Ziyun City" to witness the succession ceremony of the new sect leader of the "Ziyun Sea".
Two black shadows floated from the distant sky, like ghosts, quietly lying on the city wall. They looked vigilantly at the crowd entering and leaving, as if they were looking for something.
This old and a young man are undoubtedly Ye Junlin and Fanjun.
Suddenly, smoke and dust rose everywhere in the distance, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards him.
The team was extremely neat. Under their crotch were all black giant wolves. Most of the giant wolves were of the "Spiritual Level 2". The warriors riding on the giant wolves were all wrapped in thick black armor and carrying a huge black iron axe on their shoulders.
The number of people in this "army" is not large, only about two hundred. However, the momentum of this team is comparable to that of nearly 10,000 scattered mercenaries.
At the gate of "Ziyun City", an old man in purple brocade clothes looked at the "Giant Wolf Cavalry" and gently stroked his beard, his eyes full of admiration.
"It's really worthy of being the 'Wolf Cavalry' of the 'Wild Wolf Gang'!" the old man said in a move.
The Wolf Cavalry Army has a total of 500 people, which is the most elite combat power of the Wild Wolf Gang. According to legend, this team of 500 people had encountered a mercenary group of nearly 10,000 people. The two sides fought for a whole day, and in the end the mercenary group of 10,000 people was destroyed by these 500 elite cavalry!
Above the city wall, Fanjun looked at the "Wolf Cavalry" and his face shone with a hint of light. As for what he was thinking, Ye Junlin didn't know.
The "Wolf Cavalry" drove all the way and in a flash, he reached the city of "Ziyun City". Wherever the cavalry went, all the pedestrians avoided it from afar.
A man who looked like a leader walked out of the team alone. He took off his helmet and showed an extremely handsome face. His bronze skin, slightly yellow teeth, and a signature smile.
It’s like the spring breeze blowing through the willow forest, and the drizzle nourishes the earth.
In an instant, the pedestrians at the city gate, especially the girls and women, suddenly became extremely excited.
Girl A: "Oh my God, look. Is that the 'Young Master Jing' of the 'Wild Wolf Gang'?"
Girl B: "Isn't this nonsense? Who else can be so handsome in the 'Wolf Cavalry' except 'Young Master Jing'?"
Girl C: "Since it is 'Jing Master', what are we waiting for? It is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to look at Mr. Jing from such a close distance!"
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When many young women in Ziyun City saw the "Young Master Jing", they were like a hungry tiger meeting a fat meat, a pervert meeting a beautiful woman, and Liang Bufan met gold, and rushed towards the legendary "Young Master Jing".
The originally orderly city suddenly became extremely chaotic.
"'Jing Gongzi', I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..."
"'Jing Gongzi', I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..."
Many females roared, and the scene suddenly became more and more chaotic. The face of the elder who was guarding the city suddenly became gloomy.
It’s really shameful to have such an “ugly” in front of allies!
"Quiet!"
The old man shouted loudly, and a huge aura instantly suppressed. Not only those idiot females, but even the "Wolf Cavalry Army" trembled slightly.
"It turned out to be a powerful 'Xuanshi' level'." Ye Junlin's expression was slightly moved, and he thought to himself: It seems that there are many masters hidden in the sect.
The old man shouted loudly and instantly controlled the scene that was about to lose control.
The man named "Jing Gongzi" raised his eyebrows slightly and then quickly recovered as usual.
He raised the black iron axe in his hand high above his head, like a warrior waiting to fight.
This is the highest etiquette of the "Wolf Cavalry".
"Young Master Jing" said to the old man with great respect: "My younger generation, Yuchi Jing, will take two hundred cavalry "Wolf Cavalry Army" to help allies "Purple Cloud Sea" maintain order."
The old man nodded slightly to Yuchi Jing, saying that the old man was an elder after all.
"I am the 'Murrong Room Pot', which represents the 'Purple Cloud Sea' to welcome the arrival of the 'Wolf Cavalry'." The old man said, and made a 'please' move towards Yuchi Jing.
"'Murrong Room Pot'?" Ye Junlin almost squirted out when he heard this name.
"What a creative name." Ye Junlin smiled, looking aftertaste.
Under the guidance of a warrior, the "Wolf Cavalry Army" passed through the lengthy door hole and rushed into the "Ziyun City".
Ye Junlin looked at the "Wolf Cavalry Army" and thought. The content he thought was very simple, that is, whether he could defeat such a terrifying army by his own strength alone.
The answer is naturally no.
The impact brought by the "Wolf Cavalry" echoed in everyone's hearts for an hour. After an hour, the chaotic city gate returned to peace.
"Senior, what do you think of the person 'Yuchi Jing'?" Ye Junlin thought deeply.
"There are hills and valleys in my chest, and the wolf's ambitions."
Fanjun's short eight words instantly pointed out the essence of Yuchi Jing. Ye Junlin nodded slightly, his view was exactly the same as Fanjun.
One wave has not yet settled, and another wave has started again.
Shortly after the "Wolf Cavalry" left, another huge cavalry team rushed over on the horizon in the distance.
"The old opponent is here!" The old man looked at the sky and his expression became solemn. Seeing the situation, the warriors around him also held the weapons in his hands tightly, as if a war was about to come.
A white line, like a white wave, advanced from a distance.
Ye Junlin looked at the thin wave, his brows frowned slightly, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.
Because, this team belongs to the annoying "Sword Casting Villa".
This grand cavalry team at "Casting Sword Villa" is called "Baima Yicong".
The white "unier horse" of the second-grade spiritual level, white steel heavy armor, and white fine iron spear, hence the name.
This army has a total of 800 people. Although the individual combat power is not as good as the "Wolf Cavalry", its overall strength is comparable to that of the "Wolf Cavalry".
"Bailang" came from far away and came to the city in a flash.
"Under the city of 'Ziyun City', everyone dismounted and received inspection!" Murong chamber pot shouted loudly, and powerful pressure once again stormed out, causing the 'uniwine horses' to tremble.
At this moment, an old man came out from "Baima Yiquan". He waved his hand gently into the air, and then the pressure emitted by the Murong chamber pot was broken so easily.
"Brother Nightpot, don't be fine!" The old man seemed to be interested in taking the name of Murong Nightpot, because when he said the word "nightpot", he spoke very strongly.
"Jiang Poxiao?" Murong's chamber pot had no time to take into account his name, because he saw a person who was quite afraid of it.
"It turned out to be you." Murong Yehu murmured, his face filled with fear, as if the person in front of him reminded him of something extremely terrifying.
Ye Junlin could not see through the cultivation level of "Jiang Poxiao", so he turned his head and looked at Fan Jun with inquiring eyes.
"A high-level Xuanshi."
Fanjun spit out four words from his mouth lightly. This "worship" warrior is really not worth mentioning in his eyes.
Because if we talk about strength, there will be no one in the entire Chixiao mortal realm who can catch his eye.
But he said that "Jiang Poxiao" looked down at the "Murong Room Pot" from the "uniwondered horse", and his expression was full of contempt and mockery.
He only heard him say lightly: "Brother 'Jianhu', as the saying goes, 'Is it a good idea to have friends coming from afar.' You 'Purple Cloud Sea' blocked the guests outside the door. Is this your way to treat guests?"
The expression of the 'Murrong Room Pot' finally eased a little. He took a deep breath and tried hard to calm himself down. Then he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Tomorrow will be the 'supplant ceremony' of my new sect leader, and I was ordered to guard the city gate, so I should fulfill my duties."
"Responsibility?" Jiang Poxiao sneered, but he did not entangle with Murong's chamber pot anymore. He only heard his order: "Except A Er and A San, follow me into the city, the others retreated ten miles and set up camp on the spot."
"promise!"
Hundreds of cavalry responded, and then retreated neatly like a tide.
"'Brother Room Pot, can I enter the city like this?" Jiang Poxiao teased again.
"Please!" Murong Yehu bit his lip hard and said loudly.
The horse's hooves were raised, and three riders were riding in the world, leaving...