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Chapter 1323 Old man with long eyebrows

Gu Yue's loud roar not only attracted Xiao Ye's attention, but also made the powerful Wujimen who were fighting on the battlefield outside the city look suspicious.

As Xiao Ye killed the Imperial Warriors of the Iron-Blooded Empire one after another in the Sword Martial City, their morale soared. The warriors of the Holy Fire Domain and the Iron-Blooded Army had low morale. They were killed by them and left their helmets and armor behind.

We are about to see the dawn of victory.

Will there be another accident at this time?

"well!"

"The Iron-Blooded Empire's army is dispatched, but in the end I still have to take action?"

At this moment, a heavy sigh suddenly came from the far east, directly overpowering all the sounds of fighting, echoing clearly in everyone's ears, deafening, making everyone's souls shake.

Trembling.

I saw an old man appearing silently on the eastern sky.

This old man is slightly fat, has white hair and a childlike face, and is dressed in coarse linen clothes. He is dressed like a farmer, full of a sense of returning to nature, and his long eyebrows that are white and hang down to his waist are very conspicuous, dancing in the wind.

He put his hands behind his back, as if he were taking a walk. He took a casual step and appeared several miles away, directly onto the battlefield.

He just glanced downwards lightly, without releasing any terrifying aura. His deep eyes tore through the sky. The Sword Emperor of Wuji Sect and the title emperor warriors of Emperor Fengcheng were as if they were struck by lightning.

He fell down, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was severely injured.

The title of Huang Wu from the Holy Living Realm showed respect in his eyes, and they all pulled away and saluted respectfully to the old man.

This old man with long eyebrows just floated to the city wall of Jianwu City, and with a flick of his finger, the Heaven-Sealing Formation suddenly shattered, and all the formation runes turned into flying ash and dissipated.

"This... is definitely a half-step emperor!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ye's heart skipped a beat and he took a deep breath.

OMG!

In order to deal with his Wuji Sect, the Iron-Blooded Imperial Realm not only dispatched so many Imperial Martials and Iron-Blooded Army, but also dispatched a half-step great emperor. This is crazy!

unwise!

It was a complete misstep. A true half-step emperor came to the other side, and now we were in trouble.

"this……"

The warriors who were watching the battle from a distance were trembling involuntarily.

This old man with long eyebrows is so terrifying!

"Old Ancestor Changmei, this little bastard has killed dozens of Imperial Martials in our Imperial Territory. Please take action, Old Ancestor, to kill him!" Seeing this old man, the remaining twelve Imperial Martials in the Iron-Blooded Imperial Territory

, they all said with excitement.

However, the long-browed old man seemed not to have heard. He stood on the city wall with his back on his back and stared at Xiao Ye.

"I really didn't expect that after I have been practicing meditation for hundreds of years, such a genius would appear in Zhongzhou. Not only does he have amazing martial arts qualifications, but he also possesses treasures related to the four emperors of the human race. It is really not simple."

"Little guy, if I guess correctly, the skills you practice should be left behind by the four emperors of the human race."

The opponent was a powerful Half-Step Emperor from the Iron-Blooded Emperor Realm. He was definitely an enemy rather than a friend. Xiao Ye didn't bother to respond at all. He stared at the opponent with a wary face, ready to sacrifice the body of the Half-Step Emperor at any time.

"I have been promoted to this realm. I have long been separated from the mortal world, free from worries, and can concentrate on martial arts. So I don't care how many warriors from the Iron-Blooded Empire you kill."

"But the Iron-Blooded Territory Lord asked me to go out and destroy the Wuji Sect. Since I agreed, I naturally have to keep my word."

"As long as your Wuji Sect doesn't show off its imperial martial arts, I won't be bothered to take action. Now just watch how your Wuji Sect declines."

Seeing that Xiao Ye did not respond, the long-browed old man was not angry either. The plain voice echoed in the world and spread throughout the battlefield, causing the expressions of the strong men of Wuji Sect to change drastically.

Even if you don't take action with the title of Imperial Martial Power, even half-step emperor will not take action!

Hearing this sentence, everyone was stunned.

Is the meaning of this long-browed old man's words to threaten Wujimen's title Huangwu and imprison their actions?

"Don't you understand what Patriarch Changmei means? Hurry up and take action!"

Guyue was overjoyed and shouted outside Jianwu City.

He knew the character of the old man with long eyebrows.

The other party was devoted to martial arts, had a weak nature, and did not care about the lives of the warriors from the Iron-Blooded Empire. Otherwise, he would not have watched the title of Emperor Wu from the Iron-Blooded Empire being killed by Xiao Ye without taking action.

At this time, the other party's move to ban Wujimen from the title of Huangwu was also for the sake of the Lord of the Iron-Blooded Emperor Territory.

"kill!"

"Kill them all!"

"Hahaha, things are changing, this time it's our turn to show off our power!"

"Made, these guys from Wuji Sect have killed so many warriors under my sect, I want to kill them all!"



The warriors from the major sects in the Holy Fire Domain laughed wildly, their eyes flashing with malice, and they rushed towards the Wuji Sect warriors with a roar.

After the previous bloody fighting, only six of the twelve titled Imperial Warriors in the Holy Fire Domain were left, all of whom were injured. Of the ten thousand coalition warriors, only six thousand were left.

Even the 10,000 iron-blooded troops were killed until only 7,000 were left.

They had already suppressed anger in their hearts. Now that they had seized the opportunity, wouldn't they fight back fiercely?

"ah!"

In an instant, each martial artist from the Wuji Sect screamed and fell into a pool of blood, being killed by six imperial warriors from the Holy Fire Domain, as if the God of Death was waving a death sickle and harvesting their lives.

Even the so-called Huangwu of Wuji Sect, such as Bingya and Nangong Xingyu, were under siege, but they only dared to defend and did not dare to take the initiative to attack.

"Damn it!"

A man named Huang Wu from the Imperial City couldn't help but roared any longer, and took a strong move to kill the iron-blooded army besieging him.

However, at this moment, the white-browed old man gently waved his hand, and a stream of light suddenly came over, directly blowing him into a blood mist, causing the expression of Wujimen's title Huangwu to freeze.

A half-step emperor is like a Mount Tai, suppressing them so that they can't breathe. As long as they take action, they will probably lose their lives in the next moment.

Without anyone with the title of Imperial Warrior participating in the war, the war was almost one-sided, and the warriors of Wuji Sect were falling rapidly.

"Made!"

In Jianwu City, Xiao Ye clenched his fists so hard that his eyes were about to burst, and his heart was bleeding.

If this continues, not to mention Wujimen, even Bingya will face a crisis.

This old man with long eyebrows looks kind-hearted, but in fact he is extremely vicious at heart. He actually used this method to restrict Wujimen's title of Huangwu. This is much more torturous than killing him directly.

"Um?"

At this moment, Xiao Ye suddenly felt something in his heart and looked into the distance, feeling ecstatic in his heart.

"Senior Changmei, you are saying that as long as our Wuji Sect's imperial martial arts force does not participate in the battle, you will not take action, right?" Xiao Ye suddenly looked at the Changmei old man on the city wall and said.

"Yes, I always keep my word." The long-browed old man nodded with a smile and looked at Xiao Ye curiously.

Doesn't this little guy have any trump cards?

"Okay, I hope you can keep your promise, senior!" A sneer appeared on Xiao Ye's face. (To be continued)


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