Chapter Four hundred and eighty-five Raise the sword
As soon as Chijiajun and others received the orders from the Old God, they found that the old man in white who had left had come back again.
He held a sword and an iron sword in his arms.
It was not until this time that many Red Armor soldiers learned that the old man in white had not planned to leave, but went to buy a sword.
Moreover, the one I bought back is the most inferior iron sword that even the strong-body cultivator doesn't want to use.
The old man in white seemed to have not realized it. He hugged the sword in his arms and staggered back to the Taixuan Gate again.[
The leader of the Red Armor Army was stunned for a while before sighing in his heart.
"Northern Sword Immortal...Senior!" Although the North Sword Immortal was just an old man in the evening, it seemed that he would return to the dust in the next second. However, the leader of the Red Armor Army still called him Senior.
"Your Majesty has his life, I hope you will leave here. Don't make things difficult for us!" The reason why the leader of the Red Armor Army dared to say these advice was because Zhao Qingxu did not order the killing of this poor old man.
Step on.
The old man in white seemed not to hear what the leader of the Red Armor Army was saying, but he heard the increasingly loud roar from the imperial city.
It was the sound of several people moving together.
The old man in white raised his eyes and looked into the imperial city. Wherever he could see, there were bright red and golden armors.
Red as blood, golden and dazzling.
The Red Armor Army, the Imperial City Guards, and the combination of two pairs is the most powerful force in the entire imperial capital, no doubt about it.
A sense of awe-inspiring spirit began to condense, and the atmosphere of the entire imperial city began to become solemn, as if it was about to suffocate.
Several Red Armor Army and Imperial City Guards kept pouring in from the Zhuque Gate and Xuanwu Gate... Soon, there was no place to settle in the entire imperial city.
It's probably like this.
The difference is that the Red Armor Army and the Imperial City Guards, each of them is like a benchmark, standing straight.
After standing still, the person made any other moves, as if they were all stuck in place.
The old man in white had a slight regret in his old pupils, and then he trembled and raised the iron sword in his arms with all his strength.
The tip of the sword is pointed directly inside Taixuan Gate and in the imperial city.
His hands were trembling. According to common sense, the iron sword in his hand should be trembling even more powerful... But the most inferior iron sword was as stable as Mount Tai.
The leader of the Red Armor Army took a step back slowly, and all the hesitation in his eyes was curbed.
Step on.[
The sword and shield soldiers at the Taixuan Gate and the Red Armor Army took a step back at the same time, and they actually planned to close the Taixuan Gate.
The order given by Zhao Qingxu was to block the North Sword Immortal, not to kill the other party... As long as the Taixuan Gate was closed, the leader of the Red Armor Army believed that the entire dynasty could shake it from outside the city.
Squeak.
Just as the rings of light are flowing at the same time, a sound mixed with the passage of time begins to sound. What follows is the Taixuan Gate, which has not been closed for several years.
Standing in front of Taixuan Gate, the only old man in white was standing at the same time.
The only person who can make Zhao Qingxu order only to stop and not kill is the only person in Beijian Immortal who has lost all his cultivation.
When these two things were combined, the Taixuan Sect finally slowly closed under the movement of thousands of Red Armored Army soldiers.
The Taixuan Gate closed very slowly. Even with the power of a thousand Red Armored Army, only a small gap was left between the two city gates in half a quarter of an hour.
Through the gap, I still smelled the tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, almost counting, and the imperial guards and the Red Armor Army that surrounded the imperial city and emitted awe-inspiring chill.
boom.
Taixuan Gate finally closed, and a huge roar was heard, and then smoke and dust were flying all over the sky.
Give up.
It's reasonable to give up... Everyone thinks so.
After all, even if you want to break into the imperial city, you should have taken action when the Taixuan Gate begins to close.
But until the Taixuan Gate was closed, the old man in white still looked like he raised the iron sword in his hand. His hand had trembled to the limit, and no one thought he still had power and used the iron sword in his hand to launch an attack.
"The Emperor of Song Dynasty! The Emperor of Wanshoujiang is so unbearable?" The moment the city gate finally hit each other hard, the old man in white murmured in a hoarse voice.
He no longer had any hope for the emperor of this dynasty.
"Since you don't lend it, I will use the sword in my hand to get the jade seal of the dynasty!"
The old man in white sighed in a hoarse voice, and then slashed the sword raised in his hand towards Taixuan Gate from a distance, and slashed from the upper right corner to the lower left corner.
KAKA.
It was like a gust of wind rising, and the eyes of the old man in white narrowed slightly. In a blink of an eye, the Taixuan Gate had cracked... From top to bottom, there was no complete place.
"Even if the cultivation is gone, as long as there is a sword in your hand, you will still have the power of fighting!" The old man in white moved his lips slightly, and then he staggered forward and took a step forward.[
boom.
The Taixuan Gate turned into pieces in the sky, with a city gate of ninety-five feet turning into powder in an instant, and even the residue was not left.
This is the power of a battle that this old man in white clothes and white hair has.
None of the Red Armor Army, the Sword and Shield Soldiers behind the city gate, and the imperial guards standing densely with the densely set foot, were affected by this sword.
When the Taixuan Gate turned into powder and was blown away by the wind, all the Red Armored Army soldiers and the Imperial City Guards stared at the old figure like a rotten wood with horror.
"Your Majesty has his life. Those who come will stop!"
The imperial guards wearing golden armor raised the weapons that shone with golden light in their hands.
Several imperial guards took a step forward one time, neatly as if they were doing this action alone.
But the old man in white stepped into Taixuan Gate and was indeed standing in the imperial city. Beside him, there were still a group of red armored soldiers full of shock.
"Encircle him!" At the sign of the Imperial City Imperial Guards, the leader of the Red Armor Army came to understand, and then a group of Red Armor Army immediately walked around the side of the old man in white... surrounded him.
But these soldiers who remembered Zhao Qingxu's orders still did not forget to leave a road for only one person behind the old man in white.
In front of them was a crowd of black people, and the bright red and golden armor on their bodies were shining brightly, which was daunting.
There are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of Red Armor Army and the Imperial City Guards are blocking the amenorrhea of the old man in white... He seems to have only one way to go back.
...
"Old God...what happened before?" In the imperial study room, Zhao Qing was savvy and leisurely savoring the fragrant tea, waiting for his subordinates to tell him the news of the Beijian Immortal's retreat.
However, the loud roar that had been heard before made him a little confused about what had happened, so he asked the old God to investigate.
"Your Majesty..." The old Heavenly Lord stuttered a few times, and then sighed.
"Taixuanmen, ruined!"
Zhao Qingxu nodded at first, then seemed to remember something, and suddenly stood up.
"What did you say? Taixuanmen was destroyed... Taixuanmen was destroyed?!!!" His tone was full of surprise and disbelief.
"The Northern Sword Immortal sword technique reaches its level of transformation... It is really a mistake for me to destroy Taixuan Sect with my dying body!"
Zhao Qingxu's eyes flashed for a moment, and then waved his hand.
"No! You can't blame the old God Lord for this. Instead, I underestimate the power of the Dan Realm power, even if it was just the former Dan Realm." Zhao Qingxu's expression suddenly became stern.
"Does he destroy the Taixuan Sect mean that he wants to seize my Qingxu Seal?"
The old God smiled bitterly and nodded immediately.
"With the nature of the North Sword Immortal, it should be like this. Even though I ordered the Red Armor Army to leave a way out for him in the rear, he seemed to retreat together!"
"... Instead, facing nearly 200,000 imperial guards and Red Armor Army in front of you!"
Bang!
Zhao Qingxu slapped the table beside him, his eyebrows tightly locked together, and then he finally sneered.
"It's really unrestrained! It's extremely unrestrained... Since he insisted on his own, I've done it! I want to see how many steps he can take..."
"Old God, send an order to tell the leader of the Red Armor Army and the Imperial City Commander, so that they don't have to hold back!"
The old God looked a little hesitant, but he still didn't say anything admonishing.
If the Northern Sword Immortal came here with the cultivation level of the Dan Realm today, I am afraid that Zhao Qingxu's attitude would be different... But if everything is not, the world of cultivators is like this.
The cultivation level has faded and the vitality has been exhausted. As Zhao Qingxu said, how many steps can the old man in white take?
Not to mention that Zhao Qingxu gave this kind-hearted and righteous Beijian Immortal, but the other party not only did not appreciate it but also destroyed the Taixuan Sect. How can we bear it?
At the Taixuan Gate, many Red Armor Army and the Imperial City Guards, who were standing upright in place, surrounded by the old man in white, suddenly looked stunned.
The voice of the Old God Lord sounded in their minds at the same time, and the meaning of this sound to them was. Don’t hold back!
No need to hold back! It seems that the old man in white-clothed clothes has completely exhausted His Majesty's patience... All the Red Armor Army and the Imperial City Guards suddenly had such thoughts.
"Oh?" The old man in white, who was blocked by tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of imperial guards in the imperial city, suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly and then showed a hint of sneer.
That sneer, coupled with his dry face as bark, made people feel a little unforgettable.
"Is it murderous intent... It seems that the emperor today, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, is planning to let the deity bury the bones of the imperial city..."
After muttering to himself, the old man in white showed a faint feeling for no reason.
"It's a pity that the imperial luck in the Qingxu Seal is the only way to suppress the snow sky... Otherwise, how could the deity come here with this person who is about to be the best?"
"If you don't give, you can only take it yourself!"
After the old man in white finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward.
Thousands of Red Armored Army and the Imperial City Guards blew up, with bright armor and golden light that almost made people unable to open their eyes.
The awe-inspiring evil aura that soared into the sky instantly brought the eyes of several wealthy families in the imperial capital together.
A thick layer of blood lingered in the entire sky above the imperial city, which was the momentum that came out of the sea of corpses and blood. This was the reliance of the Red Armor Army and the Imperial City Guards dared to claim the strongest military power of the imperial capital.
Thousands of troops and horses, blood clouds linger in the sky.
Anyone faces the tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and cannot see the boundaries in densely packed with soldiers with distinct armor, and they may lose all their fighting spirit in an instant.
Such quantity and momentum can easily crush the will of several people.
But surrounded by the bright red and golden armor, the only white figure in the world made a simple move and slowly raised the most inferior iron sword in his hand!