Chapter 320 The Melee of the Seven Sects
Zhe Feiyan bowed his head again, feeling sour in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "Feiyan knows that everything can't be hidden from the master, but... the kindness of the six families in raising me, I have to report it!”
Dongfang Sheng Yi was silent for a moment, then looked at her back: "Okay! Even if you committed yourself to becoming a thief for the six families, why did you poison all the disciples when you came back this time? And you also deliberately invited Miss Ningshuang's group of juniors to become your disciples. Dumenzhijinsan? Also closed the cave for the master?”
Zhe Feiyan's pupils shrank and she bowed her head again: "Those medicines won't kill you. As for the master's cave, disciples, disciples..."
"They won't kill you?" Dongfang Shengyi's voice became cold. After a few minutes, he flicked his sleeves and threw down a piece of paper charm. "This is the rescue talisman of Taiping Palace Bai Liuyun. The more than thirty masters who ambush Jiang Yuqing all died tragically! If you hadn't poisoned them in advance, why wouldn't any of those people escape? Bai Heqiu's disguise and escape skills are unparalleled in the world. , you don’t know.”
Zhe Feiyan's expression changed: "How could..."
She didn't know how Jiang Yuqing would fight for his life against the masters of the imperial court. She just felt that she should follow her husband's orders and try her best to hold Bai Heqiu off for him.
"I think this girl has been captured by that little thief Jiang Yuqing!"
Dongfang Shengyi scolded sternly, "Do you really think he has love for you? He is just here. Using you, you don’t even know who he is? Although he is an average martial artist, he is the first prince in the Zhou Dynasty and the direct descendant of the Jiang family. Grandson, how can he be short of women? What kind of woman does he want? Even the charming princesses and rich ladies of the ten kingdoms will flock to his bed whenever he wants.
This. Although I have never met my master, I know that he is scheming and has a vicious mind!”
"No! He is not, he is just a young man who has not yet reached the age of weakness. He is about to die. He will not lie to me..."
Zhe Feiyan's face turned pale and she looked up angrily. Own master.
Looking at the rebellion on the face of his favorite disciple, Dongfang Shengyi sighed softly again, waving his hand and pointing to the eastern sky: "Look again, take a good look, the land of Western Qin is like a tiger crouching on a dragon's plate. It’s done, how could you possibly have the slightest sign of death? You were deceived by him!”
Zhe Feiyan suddenly turned her head to look at Dongfang Yunjian, her eyes turning slightly. Dragon aura and tiger shapes suddenly appeared among the clouds, and an emperor's throne appeared and disappeared.
This is the phase when the foundation of the empire is about to be formed and the imperial dragon energy gathers.
His face turned paler and he sat down slumped, as if he had lost all his strength.
"Once he was determined to betray the Zhou Dynasty, he withstood the conquests of the Zhou Dynasty and established a kingdom stretching from the Kunmeng Mountains in the east, to the Kunlun River in the west, to the Xicang Grassland in the north, and to the Damang Mountains in the south. With a huge empire and millions of people who can control strings, there will probably be countless warriors in the world who rely on him to practice. Even the Earth Immortal can hire a few people. Then... will he still need you? You don't matter to him anymore? What? Crazy!"
Dongfang Shengyi patted her head.
Zhe Feiyan was stunned.
Dongfang Shengyi has already walked away: "I will punish you by being grounded and not allowed to return to Western Qin. I will leave with your uncle and the others in a few days. From now on, all the spiritual objects and elixirs in Baiheqiu will be at your disposal. Wait until the Great Lord If you have reached perfection, go to Julie Mountain and break through the Earth Immortal. Whether you live or die depends on your fate.”
As he spoke, he flew through the air and headed straight to the east with a large number of White Crane Hill masters.
......
"Jianguo? Don't do it, it's too tiring!"
In the hurried team, Xin Zhuo shook his head.
Venerable Jiang Yong showed a trace of embarrassment on his face. When he was young, he was an outlier in the Jiang family. He was obsessed with martial arts and unruly. He was completely different from his second brother Jiang Ce, and even his nephews Jiang Wen and Jiang Hu. Such foolish loyalty to Dazhou.
When I came to the land of Western Qin this time, I saw the folk customs of Western Qin, the military power of the Western Qin army, and the domineering grandnephew, and suddenly I had a wrong idea.
You Jiang Yuqing became the emperor. Although I am not dead, I am afraid that a posthumous emperor will not be able to escape, right? I have sacrificed so much for the Jiang family and have been a bachelor all my life, and I have no descendants to compete with you for position.
With the name of the emperor and the gathering of luck, I am afraid that I will be more sure of entering the land in the future.
Seeing Xin Zhuo's refusal, he asked in confusion: "Then what did you mean when you shouted for rebellion on the first day when you came to the land of Western Qin?"
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: " The water in that damn place in the capital is too deep, and I have been feeling aggrieved for several months. I just want to disgust the emperor. Besides, who said that rebellion requires becoming an emperor?”
"What are you going to do if you don't become an emperor in rebellion?" Jiang Yong was surprised. Isn't this the same as taking off his pants and farting?
Xin Zhuo rubbed his chin: "It would not be bad to be a vassal king or something. If you really become an emperor, you will be locked in the palace every day, scheming people everywhere like the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. What's the point?" Jiang Yong said with a straight face: "It's good to be an emperor. Thunder, rain and dew are all my kindness. The world is surrendered. There are three thousand beauties in the harem. You can do whatever you want. You really don't think about it."
< br>
"Isn't that a foolish king? Doesn't my uncle think that practicing is more interesting?"
Xin Zhuo looked at him and said seriously: "My uncle thinks that if I really establish a country on my own, the Great Zhou Dynasty will accept my fate. ? I'm afraid that the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Western Qin Dynasty will fight to the death, and then everything from the capital to the Western Regions will be completely disrupted, and the mountains and rivers will change color, and corpses will be scattered for thousands of miles!
What's more, the Great Zhou Dynasty has existed for hundreds of years. Although the borders have been turbulent from time to time, the foundation has not been broken. It is by no means comparable to the foundation of the Western Qin! "
After a pause, he added: "When the martial arts flourishes in the future, who knows what will happen. Doesn't my uncle think that founding a country is still useful? "
Mentioning the prosperous age of martial arts, Jiang Yong's face changed slightly, he was silent for a moment, and said: "Yu Qing is right, the martial arts realm is a bit chaotic now, and the entry speed of the juniors below is much faster than in previous years. , great masters are everywhere! Little venerables seem to be less rare than before.
Just, what are your plans? "
Xin Zhuo looked at the eastern sky: "I won't be the emperor, but I will fight! After defeating Da Zhou, Western Qin can just listen to the tune and not the Xuan! I will take advantage of every opportunity to enter the land of immortals! Others are not considered. ”
During the decisive battle between the six Earth Immortals in the morning, he admitted that he was envious. The power of such warriors had reached a certain extreme.
And the feeling of ghosts upgrading is really exciting.
If you don’t enter the Earthly Immortal realm, you will ultimately feel insecure, just like the feeling you had when you climbed up step by step from the seventh or eighth grade.
Jiang Yong looked him up and down, stroking his beard and said: "It is difficult to enter the land of immortals. Even if the prosperity of martial arts is approaching, great sages are scarce, and earth immortals are even rarer. There are hundreds of millions of warriors in the entire Western Region. , the number of earthly immortals There are only a handful of them, all of whom are between one and two hundred years old.
My uncle sent you a letter a few days ago because he planned to go to Julie Mountain this year. It’s up to you.”
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "My uncle has accumulated it for a hundred years, and I am afraid that if he breaks into the Ju column, he will be sure of it."
So, what exactly is the Ju column?
Just as he was about to ask carefully, a figure flew past in front of him. It was Chanyi. He cupped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, the seven major sects have entered both sides of the Baicang River to fight!"
Xin Zhuo nodded slightly and took out the topographic map to look at it. The Baicang River was right in the middle of the four major sects: Baiheqiu, Jinshui Sect, Hehuan Valley and Kunlun Palace.
These three masters came quickly.
He tightened his grip on the demon horse and galloped away: "Look at the excitement!"
A group of people followed closely behind.
Two hours later, the sound of an extreme collision of heaven and earth and the sound of mountains collapsing and cracking could be clearly heard from the front, accompanied by the sound of waves.
Xinzhuole stopped his horse, looked around, and pointed to a high mountain not far away: "Go up the mountain!"
A group of people abandoned their horses, swept quickly, and stepped up after a moment. From the top of the mountain, you can overlook the entire canyon on both sides of the Baicang River and among the peaks.
The Baicang River is a tributary of the Kunlun River. It is fifty feet wide and has fast currents. But at this moment, the river water has already reached the sky.
On both sides of the entire canyon and river, the air is twisted, vibrating everywhere, and it is a dazzling scene.
There are nine figures in the sky, bombarding each other with earthly immortal martial arts and magical powers that the Great Venerable cannot understand. The clouds are rolling and the mountain wind is turbulent.
In the middle, there are hundreds of sages fighting against each other in the martial arts of heaven and earth. The colors of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth sweep across the river, sand and gravel, just like the heaven and earth changing color.
The following is the bombardment of one or two hundred great master-level natal treasures. All kinds of mysterious martial arts and all kinds of whimsical martial arts rise up one after another and burst into pieces.
The entire canyon has been turned into a paste!
Xin Zhuo looked at himself and thought that if he ran, he might not be sure to come out alive.
(End of this chapter)