From Shengjian Mountain to Zhongtian Mansion, it’s only seven or eight miles!
Traveling quickly, in just a moment, we arrived at Chenghua Gate.
There are twelve gates in Zhongtian Mansion, each leading to the same direction and each performing a specific duty. Different carriages and horses need to enter from different gates and undergo strict inspection. In the center is the Chaoyue Palace of the Imperial City, which is even more heavily guarded.
There are three gates from Shengjian Mountain to Zhongtian Mansion.
Yunyang Gate, Yuehua Gate, Tianzi Gate.
Among them, the Tianzi Gate is located in the middle and serves as a guide for the emperor. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter this gate.
At this moment, in front of the emperor's gate.
Smoke and dust rose in the distance, and the armor roared.
The defenders at the top of the city saw a "mighty" convoy approaching. There were not many people, but the momentum was like a thousand troops.
The leader is none other than Zhuo Junyan.
He stood on the horse with his hands behind his back, seemingly calm and calm, but when you see his eyes, you feel the endless depth. Even if you just look at them more, you will feel trembling in your heart.
God-killing seal!
The invisible evil force was quietly released, sweeping out and filling everyone's hearts.
At that moment, everyone no longer had the will to fight in their hearts.
The guard at the gate summoned his last courage and shouted: "No unauthorized entry is allowed at the Emperor's Gate!"
Unfortunately, before any reply came, a rocket flew up in the distance.
Right in the middle of the Tianzimen gate.
The city gate is broken!
With all the doors gone, there is no prohibition against trespassing.
As if he had just done the most trivial thing, Junwei's army continued to move forward without stopping.
Zhuo Junyan took the lead and walked at the front. The soldiers behind him were all in armor and holding submachine guns in their hands.
Different from the past, today they no longer wear standard battle armor, but lighter modern combat uniforms, loaded with ammunition. Their strong physical fitness allows them to carry more ammunition and a large number of grenades.
The magazine was placed on his body, but he also had a sword and a shield.
The convoy drove towards the city as if there was nothing there. The soldiers on the top of the city seemed to them not to exist.
Just like this, he walked straight into the city in a grand and swaggering manner.
This shot, rather than destroying the defenders' confidence, could be said to be the straw that broke the camel's back.
The defenders trembled and looked at the majestic soldiers, but no one fired an arrow.
The emperor was assassinated and a new emperor ascended the throne. The Wanjian Sect changed its owner and Wu Liangshui retreated without a fight.
Everything happened too fast, leaving everyone at a loss.
Facing Zhuo Junyan's majesty and the dense muzzles of guns and cannons, the soldiers completely lost their courage to fight.
They just watched the king's men enter the city without any obstruction.
"Intercept! Intercept!" The defending general was still shouting his final cry.
In the field of vision, there is no crowd that is constantly enlarging, filling my heart like a demon squad.
The royal guard entered the city in a grand manner.
Looking around, the long street was smooth and stretched all the way towards the imperial court. Countless people, officers and soldiers looked at them in astonishment.
Zhuo Junyan's lips curled into a smile.
This smile carries invincible self-confidence, powerful evil, bloody killing, and finally mercy!
Don't take action, otherwise you will die!
This thought came to everyone's mind.
So just like that, the escort formed a long formation, like a general returning from victory walking forward... Countless soldiers appeared from all directions.
They stood on the towers, in the corridors, on the roofs, with their bows and arrows bent, their eyes fearful, watching the escort march.
Zhuo Junyan was still walking at the forefront of the team. The soldiers in front were lined up in two rows, and Zhuo Junyan walked through them as if he was inspecting them.
The guards behind him aimed their guns at the soldiers on both sides, with evil smiles on their faces, arrogant and unscrupulous.
Lao Tzu, here we come!
Not a shot fired, smooth flow!
Everyone's heart was filled with wanton joy.
I don't know who it was, but suddenly his hand trembled, and an arrow flew off the string.
The moment the arrow was shot, everyone's hearts stopped beating.
The arrow hit Zhuo Junyan directly in the face, but when it was about to reach it, it suddenly stopped.
Hanging in the air.
Zhuo Junyan raised his head slightly, his hair flying in front of his forehead. He looked at the trembling soldier and smiled slightly: "I forgive you."
He raised his hand and waved lightly, and the arrow flew into the sky, turning into a raging flame and burning up in the sky.
Then, he moved on.
The tiger strides and the dragon moves, no one dares to stop it.
In this way, they walked through the long streets and alleys until they reached the imperial city.
As Zhuo Junyan moved forward, the invisible pressure continued to move forward.
The housewife who was cooking, the idlers taking a nap in the afternoon, the vendors hawking along the street, the quarreling neighbors, and the crying baby all stopped talking at the same time.
They did not see the scene on the Central Avenue, but it was like the darkness brought by the arrival of dark clouds in the sky. In the bottom of everyone's heart, there was a sense of solemnity, desolation, desolation, loneliness and helplessness...
The invisible momentum moved eastward like a cloud.
Everywhere you go, there is silence
When they arrived at Chaoyue Palace, a military general led hundreds of guards to guard the city gate.
"Zhuo Junyan, the palace is not your place! If you want to force your way in, we will stop you to the death!"
Zhuo Junyan smiled slightly.
He didn't speak. At this moment, he didn't bother anyone to speak.
He just walked forward.
The guards in the palace are strong in force and strong in will.
They withstood this coercion, and even if the gods came to the world, they would protect them to the death!
Zhuo Junyan just strode in.
At that moment, everyone's swords struck down at the same time.
A flash of bright sword light, carrying the final determination and will.
They know that they are no match, but they will not give up the fight because of this!
"They are all good men!" Zhuo Junyan murmured softly.
With a wave of his hand, the cluster of knives stopped in the air. Then he waved his hand again, and all the knives stabbed the soldiers' abdomens at the same time.
The art of controlling animals!
The general was shocked.
He understood the power of the art of controlling things. It could control all things but it was not powerful enough to control mortals. However, the guards guarding the palace gates were all elites, all three-level strong men.
Zhuo Junyan, how could he control him with just one gesture?
"I won't kill you, just lie down." Zhuo Junyan said, waving his hand again, and all the soldiers flew to both sides at the same time.
This flight, it soared into the sky, jumped over the beams, flew over the roofs, and rushed into the distant streets.
Zhuo Junyan has already strode in with his people.
In the imperial city, countless soldiers shouted and swarmed in.
The rear guard raised their guns at the same time.
"I'll do it." Zhuo Junyan raised his hand again.
The weapons of the soldiers in front all flew out of their hands, flying into the sky, and endless swords danced out.
Falling to the ground, they curled up and intertwined, forming a huge sword lotus.
Zhuo Junyan took one step forward and reached the sword lotus. He saw the lotus slowly flying up, like a white lotus in the sky, carrying him forward.
"kill!"
On the top of the imperial city, several figures attacked.
Transformation!
Zhuo Junyan stands on the Sword Lotus with his hands behind his back. The Ten Thousand Sword Lotus is in bloom, standing like a Guanyin, looking at the Changping Hall.
Without even looking at the impact of the transformation, he raised his right hand slightly, and countless bluestone floors below flew into the air.
With a tap of his finger in the air, those stone slabs peeled off into countless stone darts, which rushed towards those transformation realms, pricking out a sheet of blood that rose to the sky.
The spilled blood does not spill out, but wraps around the person who hits it and turns into blood balls.
Zhuo Junyan waved his hand again, and even those powerful people in the Transformation Realm were easily thrown away by him.
The sword lotus continued to move, carrying Zhuo Junyan, and headed towards Changping Hall!
At this moment, he was like a god descending to earth, majestic and arrogant!
Invincible and invincible!
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