The last time, when Zhuge Minghua, the young master of Shengtian Sword Pavilion, was performing his sword-controlling skills at the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking Competition, an ancient sword split into nine clones.
And now, Qian Hong can distinguish fifteen handles. From this point alone, it can be seen that Qian Hong's strength is far superior to Zhuge Minghua.
"Haha, not bad, a bit interesting!" Looking at the sword shadow in the sky, Liao Hong smiled faintly.
"However, after not seeing each other for so long, you can only manage to create fifteen clones. It's too weak!"
As he finished speaking, the momentum in his body exploded like a cannonball, and he took a few big steps.
At the same time, after his hands drew countless afterimages in the void, the surrounding air gradually began to rotate around his figure, and the speed became faster and faster.
After a while, an air vortex with a diameter of several hundred meters formed with him as the center, destroying everything.
All objects within the scope of the vortex, including mountains, rocks and trees, were swept up into the air, flying all over the sky, blocking the clouds and the sun.
He is worthy of being a powerful person in the Supreme Realm. This momentum alone is enough to make the Emperor Realm warrior feel despair.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The next moment, there were muffled sounds in the void, and the fifteen ancient swords sacrificed by Qian Hong exploded instantly after piercing the air vortex.
"Lie down!"
Immediately afterwards, Liao Hong's voice came from the center of the vortex.
At the same time as the words sounded, a force of momentum shot out from the vortex and hit Qian Hong like a high-pressure air wave.
"Um?"
Qian Hong's pupils shrank for a while. With no way to retreat, he could only use his twelve successful powers to condense defensive energy to try to block this momentum.
boom!
A loud noise spread across the sky, and Qian Hong was seen floating out like a fallen leaf swept away by the autumnal equinox.
It landed heavily on the open space four to five hundred meters away. It opened its mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. All the bones in its body were shattered and its meridians were severed.
"You actually broke through again?" After a slight pause, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at Liao Hong who was walking over and said.
"It's because your progress is too slow!" Liao Hong said calmly.
"It's not unfair to die in your hands... just give me a good time..." Qian Hong continued.
"good!"
Liao Hong didn't say anything more to him and raised his hand to sweep him over.
puff!
After a cloud of blood mist passed, only dots of blood remained on the ground.
At the same time, the battle on Yu Jun's side had also ended, and the four old men were also blasted into nothingness.
As for the men and women in robes who ran towards the door of the manor, they were all lying on the ground and had long since lost their breath.
"Take him away!"
Yu Jun then pointed at Cheng Yu on the ground and explained.
"yes!"
The two Zhongtiansi brothers nodded in response and then carried the dying Cheng Yu to the door of the manor.
At noon the next day.
Ling Hao received a call from Xuan Chenxi.
On the phone, Xuan Chenxi told Ling Hao that Cheng Yu confessed everything.
In addition to himself, there are three companions in the cabinet, one of whom has a similar status to him and is a cabinet minister.
The other two are both cabinet elders, and one of them is naturally Lu Yan!
To Ling Hao's surprise, Lu Yan's identity was slightly different from what he imagined.
Lu Yan does not come from any of the super sects, but his old rival, a person from Mo Pavilion, or rather from Mo Studio!
Xuan Chenxi also told Ling Hao.
Yesterday, Lu Yan tried to escape the capital alone after knowing that his identity might have been leaked.
Later, he was stopped by Liang Xu, the chief elder of the cabinet, on the way!
The two then had a fierce conflict. After the two sides fought for hundreds of rounds, Lu Yan was severely wounded by Liang Xu.
Later, Liangxu brought Lu Yan back
Cabinet, and asked him about the chess pieces that Mo Pavilion had placed in various yamen in the capital, a total of eighteen people.
However, when the cabinet sent people to arrest people, nearly half of them had already fled in advance after hearing the news.
The cabinet originally wanted to ask Lu Yan about the core members of Mo Studio, but Lu Yan later committed suicide.
In the afternoon of the next day, Yingmen interrogated more than 200 people from various yamen again. .??.
Nearly two hundred people were killed in public, and dozens of others were driven away from the capital after their cultivation was abolished.
At this point, the people placed in the capital by the ancient martial arts community and Mo Pavilion were barely cleaned up, and the capital turned a new page.
On the morning of the third day, Bai Hu followed the Blood Rakshasa back to his parents' home.
In the afternoon of that day, the young couple said goodbye to Ling Hao and others and went to the north to take up their posts.
Time flies by very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and there are still three days left before the opening of the National Games Channel.
"Brother, all districts are not peaceful recently, and the people lurking in the dark are eager to try!"
At noon that day, Ling Hao, Xuan Pang and Ye Ji returned to the office after lunch, and Ye Ji spoke.
"Not only people from the ancient martial arts world, but also many foreign warriors who have sneaked into Daxia, obviously they are all here for the national destiny!"
"As expected!" Ling Hao nodded slightly.
There is no doubt about this!
The Great Xia Kingdom is facing a national destiny, which is not a good thing for both the ancient martial arts world and foreign countries.
For the ancient martial arts community, even if the national destiny comes, they, as descendants of Yan and Huang, will also benefit from it.
But they know very well that when the national destiny comes, the capital will definitely benefit the most.
Therefore, from a certain perspective, they would rather maintain the status quo. At least according to the current situation, they can still contain the capital.
But if the national destiny succeeds, the power of the capital will inevitably increase a lot. By then, will the ancient martial arts world be able to continue to dominate the country?
Hengdu City will be an unknown quantity.
As for the countries outside the country, it is even more self-evident that Daxia's strong national power will make them restless.
Therefore, the two parties must do everything they can to stop this!
"Brother, should we take action in advance and control all these people?" Ye Ji poured a cup of tea for Ling Hao.
"No need!" Ling Hao shook his head slightly.
"Moreover, the other party is obviously well-prepared. The brothers from the Shadow Sect alone cannot accomplish anything!"
"Then what should we do?" Xuan Pang asked from the side, "Should we just leave them alone?"
"Just keep an eye on them and don't make trouble before the National Day!" Ling Hao responded, "We'll talk about everything else in three days!"
"Brother, do you mean to let them go to Kunlun Mountain?" Ye Ji asked after being stunned for a moment.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded slightly.
Then, his eyes narrowed slightly, "There are so many people lurking all over the country. It's unrealistic to clean them up one by one, isn't it?"
"Understood!" Ye Ji was stunned again and nodded.
Is the eldest brother planning to let these people gather in Kunlun and then serve them in one pot?
But, with so many people gathered in Kunlun, can they control it?
"Actually, these people sneaking into various places are not the biggest crisis that has befallen the national destiny this time!"
Ling Hao picked up the tea cup and took a sip before speaking thoughtfully.
"Huh? What do you mean, brother?" Ye Ji and Xuan Pang asked at the same time.
"Can't you think of it?" Ling Hao smiled faintly.
"In three days, the focus of the capital and even the entire Great Xia will be on the Kunlun Mountains. If you were from the Western countries, what would you do?"
"Huh?!" Ye Ji's pupils shrank slightly and she understood immediately.
"Brother, do you mean that on the day when the national destiny comes, the Western countries will launch an attack on the border of Daxia?"