"It seems that your Shanming Sect ignores the laws of the imperial court and seizes our Nanxing Sect's property."
"There are many peaks and valleys, and the mountains have their own destiny." Zhou Xuanshan said proudly.
"That's very good. Come, prepare to invite all the gods." After Mi Baizhu finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the tent.
Zhou Xuanshan said without any fireworks: "Set the situation of thousands of mountains, and all the gods will be there."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The two masters downplayed the situation, but the night guards panicked.
Even the people assisting on both sides were panicked.
Both sides are going to attack with all their strength, and even if Woniu Mountain is destroyed, they are not willing to give in.
Zhang Fugui looked desperately at the camps on the left and right.
In the Nanxing Sect camp, all the white-robed evil sects accelerated their pace and began to set up altars and prepare to place the statues.
On the other side, the people of the Shanming Sect also began to build a brand new large altar to mobilize the power of the Shanming Sect.
Everyone in the night guard looked at the King.
The timid king let out a long sigh and said: "Take out the gold medal of the Holy Edict and invite the two heads to talk. Zhang Fugui, go and invite me."
The night guards looked at each other and sighed softly.
The Holy Edict Gold Medal is the Night Guard's last trump card. If you don't show it, it will have a huge power to intimidate you. But once you show it, the opponent will not listen, and you will have no room for maneuver.
Commander Zuo made Zhang Fugui, with a dark face, receive the gold medal of the Holy Edict, first went to the Shanming Sect's big tent, and then to the Nanxing Sect's big tent, and returned quickly after a while.
Zhang Fugui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my duty to report to the guards. The two masters took the overall situation into account and said that since there is a gold medal of the emperor's holy edict, it should be discussed."
The timid king nodded and slowly stood up.
The nearby night guard hurriedly helped him.
King Cang put his hands in front of him, and was about to bow, when he found that his hands could not be brought together at all, so he had to say loudly: "All the officials of the Night Guard, please speak to the two heads."
The doors of the tents on both sides opened, and Zhou Xuanshan and Mi Baizhu walked out respectively. They each raised their heads and looked at the sky without looking at the others.
The timid king looked at Zhang Fugui and said, "It's your turn."
Zhang Fugui said seriously: "I risked my life to ask you two to come forward. I have gone all out."
Leng Can's eyelids twitched suddenly.
The timid king nodded and said, "Commander Leng You, please come forward."
Under the gaze of everyone, Leng Can gritted his teeth and stepped forward. He bowed to Mi Baizhu first and then bowed to Zhou Xuanshan. The sound of his true energy spread for dozens of miles and said: "The lower official is the commander of the left side of the night guard, Leng."
Can, a disciple of the King of Chu, came here on the order of the envoy in charge of the guard, specially inviting the two families to negotiate peace. Both of them are virtuous people, giants of the first rank, and the two sects are the most powerful in the world. They are the backbone of the Qi State and have been praised by the emperor many times.
. Presumably, no matter what the differences are, we can sit down and talk in detail to resolve the misunderstanding. We, the Night Guards, are willing to mediate this matter on behalf of the court, hoping that the two factions will turn their hostility into friendship."
Leng Can spoke empty words, while the two leaders remained motionless.
After Leng Can finished speaking, he turned around and bowed to the King of Counsel, and said: "Your Majesty, the Commander-in-Chief of the Guards, I have already explained my intention. I believe both parties have understood that, from now on, others should be responsible for the specific implementation."
The Coward King snorted coldly and looked at Li Qingxian.
Li Qingxian spread his hands and said, "I'm only in the sixth grade."
Jian Yuancang was anxious. Before him, there was Song Yanxue, the commander-in-chief of the Left Army, but now Song Yanxue went south, and he was followed by Li Qingxian.
He said: "Deputy Commander Li, you are actually cultivating the sixth rank, but you are Qiyuan Marquis and the deputy commander of the third rank, how can you retreat in the face of the battle?"
"When you need me, treat me as a third-level disciple, and when you don't need me, treat me as a sixth-level practitioner. How can it be so cheap?" Li Qingxian glanced at Jian Yuancang coldly, looking at the mountains ahead.
, without saying a word.
Jian Yuancang said: "Master Commander-in-Chief of the Guards, please comment. Master Li is evading his responsibilities."
The Coward King's face darkened and he said: "How long has it been and you are still criticizing your colleagues? You and Master Leng have repeatedly said that he is a sixth-grade, sixth-grade, then let him be a sixth-grade number one. Sooner or later it will be his turn. Now.
, you come forward to solve it."
With a dark face, Jian Yuancang saluted the King of Coward, turned around, walked a few steps forward, stood in front of the Night Guard team, bowed to the two heads of the Night Guard, and said: "I am the right commander of the Night Guard, Comrade Commander..."
Suddenly, Zhou Xuanshan said in a cold voice: "What kind of identity do you have? You can't be ashamed of your words!"
Seeing Zhou Xuanshan standing dozens of feet away, he raised his hand and patted it from afar.
The early morning sky was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds.
Everyone looked up and saw a huge palm-shaped mountain descending from the sky, surrounded by clouds and vines, with waterfalls and rivers falling suddenly.
boom!
Without waiting for Jian Yuancang to react, he smashed it down, the soil flew up, the grass fell, and the strong wind swept.
Everyone raised their arms to cover their faces and hurriedly backed away.
When the strong wind stopped, I looked up and saw that the huge palm-shaped mountain disappeared, leaving a huge palm print on the ground.
Jian Yuancang's whole body was slapped in the palm prints, sunk deep into the earth, and placed in a "big" shape. He closed his eyes and fell unconscious. Blood gurgled from the corners of his mouth. His upper body was intact, but his two legs were crushed by the huge force and turned into meat.
Mixed with mud, it looks like a pool of blood.
At the foot of Woniu Mountain, the wind blew through my ears, and everything was silent.
The night guards looked at Jian Yuancang in horror, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
A dignified fourth-grade member of the Night Guard was slapped into the ground.
The clothes on the backs of the night guards were slowly soaked with sweat.
Some people saw that the guard commander was a top-level master, and the sweat on his forehead fell down his cheeks, flowing back and forth between the layers of his chin, lingering for a long time, reflecting the morning light.
When everyone from the Nanxing Sect and Shanming Sect saw this scene, they gave up all illusions.
This battle is inevitable.
Wei Yong's legs couldn't stop shaking.
The first department of the Night Guard is the Patrol Department, and the second department is the Finance Department.
Next, it was his turn as the Financial Secretary to come forward.
Everyone looked at Wei Yong with sympathy and guessed whether Zhou Xuanshan or Mi Baizhu would take action next.
The timid king raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but found that he couldn't reach it, so he had to put his hand down again and looked at Wei Yong.
Wei Yong's eyes, nose, and mouth were squeezed together as he looked at the Coward King.
The Coward King had no expression on his face, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Li Qingxian walking forward.
Everyone in the Night Guard stared at Li Qingxian's back with wide eyes.
He saw Li Qingxian clasping his fists and raising them towards the direction of the divine capital city, and the sound of the magic power echoed through the sky: "Today, the emperor, the Holy Ming, rules the world, accommodates thousands of sects and tens of thousands of people, and controls hundreds of tribes and ten kingdoms. In the whole world, there is no one who is not the king of the land, who leads the land.
Bin, are you the king's ministers? Even if you are of the highest rank, the leader of a great sect, and respected by thousands of people, as long as you are in the land of Daqi and in front of the Holy Emperor, you must bow your head and bow your head as a minister!"
The night guards were so frightened that the old people from Chunfengju wanted to rush up and knock Li Qingxian unconscious.
Some people squinted their eyes and could even imagine that the next moment, Li Qingxian would be photographed and turned into meat paste, all over the floor.
Yu Ping stood in the woods not far away with his pants lifted, his mouth wide open and his face blank.
Zhou Hen remained motionless. Han Anbo was startled at first, and then looked at Li Qingxian in confusion.