Chapter 200 Entering the imperial city and killing the faint king; the domineering sword intention and sword intention (5.2K big chapter, please subscribe)
After the people from all sides got the news, they began to hide among the ordinary people. , moving closer to the imperial city.
As the most prosperous place in the Ming Empire, Tiandu can be said to be the most prosperous place, especially on the streets near the imperial city, where various merchants are listed.
On the bustling streets, there are countless dazzling goods, including not only rare treasures from various parts of the Ming Dynasty, but also some rare things from outside Guan and the Western Regions.
The streets, people, and merchants here create a picture of prosperity.
"Haha, it's a pity that the prosperity here has absorbed the essence of the world. Without the supply of various states in the world, I'm afraid there wouldn't be such a prosperous Tiandu." Zhao Baiyang thought secretly at the tea seat in the distance.
Over the years, his footprints have spread all over the Ming Dynasty. No matter where he comes from, there is no place that can compare with the prosperity in front of him.
Even the other capitals are far less prosperous and prosperous than in front of them.
But the prosperity and prosperity in front of him seemed so false to him, and it would burst like a bubble.
"I have lived in a remote place for a long time, and I have not seen such a scene for a long time." Xue Wuhen, the leader of the Demon Sect, sighed: "It is a pity that it will be burned down soon."
The Demon Sect has been suppressed by the Taoist sect for hundreds of years and can only live in a corner, unable to penetrate into such a prosperous place.
Even if he is rich, well-dressed and well-fed, such scenes are rare. It's a pity that their next actions will destroy everything here.
“Only by setting it on fire can a new prosperity rise above the ruins.” Although Zhao Baiyang felt pity, he was not moved by it at all.
Xue Wuhen was noncommittal to Zhao Baiyang's words. For him, it was just a sigh.
Only when the world becomes chaotic again is the opportunity for the Holy Religion to return to the world. Otherwise, with the joint efforts of the Ming Dynasty and Taoism and Buddhism, they would never have a chance to rise.
As for what Zhao Baiyang said, he didn't care at all and didn't believe it.
The Holy Religion has been passed down far longer than the Maitreya Religion. He does not believe in the ideas of the Maitreya Religion at all, and thinks they are just nonsense.
As long as there are people, people will have desires, there will be oppression, there will be people who are high and people who are low.
If there really was a day that the Maitreya Religion said, I am afraid that the Holy Religion would have been destroyed long ago.
“Hypocritical to the extreme.” Fengdu Ghost Emperor sneered.
In his opinion, these two people were extremely hypocritical.
Obviously they are the masterminds behind the destruction of this place, but they seem to be saviors, compassionate and compassionate.
Zhao Baiyang and Xue Wuhen looked at each other, each chuckled, and turned a deaf ear to the Fengdu Ghost Emperor's words.
The actions of the two people couldn't help but make the Fengdu Ghost Emperor twitch the corners of his mouth, his expression unwavering.
If the strength of each of them is not inferior to his own, he will definitely make these two people look good.
Yu Yiyao on the side lowered her head to drink tea, not daring to say anything.
Any one of the three people in front of me can make all the difference in this world.
Three people, three views.
As the most powerful people in the world, each of them has his own understanding and philosophy, which cannot be easily changed by others.
She was even thinking that if it weren't for the fact that they had common interests and purposes, the three of them briefly joined forces. If it had been normal, the three of them would have started fighting among themselves.
Time flies.
Zhao Baiyang put down the tea cup in his hand and nodded gently to Yu Yiyao.
Yu Yiyao understood what her master meant, stood up, and gestured to the several Maitreya Cult people around her.
I saw those people taking out several thousand-mile fires from their arms and firing them without hesitation.
Bang bang bang.
Several thousand-mile fires rushed into the sky and exploded in the sky.
The originally noisy and noisy streets were silenced by the sudden movement, and then, like a thunder explosion, a commotion broke out.
Next, continuous thousands of miles of fire exploded in the sky around the imperial city.
Qianhu, who was guarding the imperial city, saw countless thousands of miles of fire exploding. He was stunned at first, then his expression changed drastically, and he shouted: "The enemy is attacking!"
Just as he shouted At the same time, Zhao Baiyang’s loud voice sounded for miles around:
"The foolish ruler is ignorant and oppresses the people, making them miserable. Today, the leader of the Maitreya Sect, Zhao Baiyang, enters the capital of heaven to slay the dragon, just to restore peace to the world!"
Silence!
A deathly silence.
None of the people living in Tiandu know that the Maitreya Sect is a traitor, and that the leader of the Maitreya Sect is the leader of the rebels.
The name of Maitreya Cult leader Zhao Baiyang is well known to everyone.
Boom.
As if a fire lit a frying pan, the long street suddenly boiled, and countless people fled in a hurry, trying to get away from this place.
"The traitor is seeking death!"
Immediately some Ming officers and soldiers roared angrily.
“Kill!” Yu Yiyao pulled out her long sword and swung it.
"Kill!" Countless warriors drew out their swords, shouted loudly, and headed towards the imperial city to kill.
For a time, the originally bustling streets suddenly became chaotic, filled with the sound of fighting and the sound of swords.
"The Imperial City of Tiandu is a taboo place for martial arts people. Zhao has been famous for a long time." Zhao Baiyang sighed softly and asked the two supreme masters next to him. He said: "You two are willing to accompany Mr. Zhao to the imperial city."
He had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the danger of what was to come and was calm and composed.
Xue Wuhen, the leader of the Demon Sect, also smiled calmly: "Brother Zhao invites me, so Xue will naturally accompany me."
The Fengdu Ghost Emperor rarely refuted Zhao Baiyang's words. He said coldly: "I have been fascinated by this forbidden area in the imperial city for a long time." Ringing, he jumped towards the imperial city.
“Fire arrows!”
The soldiers who can be mobilized to guard the imperial city are of course elite.
Under the organization of Qianhu, there were already archers setting up their bows. With just one order, countless arrows rained down from the high city wall.
The three of them were not afraid at all, their true energy flowed freely, and those arrows could not get close at all.
But in an instant, the three people jumped onto the city wall and took action each. Countless soldiers fell down in response, and soon there was no soldier standing within a few feet around them.
"Enter the imperial city and kill the faint king!" Zhao Baiyang shouted.
"Enter the imperial city and kill the faint king!" Countless masters followed them up the city wall, and those warriors with low strength, led by Yu Yiyao, rushed to the city gate.
When they were waiting for them to arrive at the city gate, masters had already rushed out from inside to open the passage to the city gate for them.
"Master, the Hunjun is currently visiting the lake in the Royal Garden!" A middle-aged man wearing the clothes of the Forbidden Army appeared in front of a few people. This was clearly the sect that was wiped out by the imperial court due to the riots on the Northwest Road, and then led the sect's master Yuandun away. The leader of the Vajra Sect protected by Zhao Baiyang.
The leader of the King Kong Sect hated the Ming Dynasty deeply because his sect was destroyed, so of course he would not miss this opportunity. He even took the initiative to ask Ying to sneak into the imperial city as an internal response.
“This time I have the help of Taoist Master Kongxiang!” Zhao Baiyang said with a smile, flicked his sleeves and robes and said to the two of them: “You two, this is the master of the Vajra Sect, Taoist Master Kongxiang!”< br>
“I’ve met fellow Daoist Kongxiang!” Xue Wuhen and Fengdu Ghost Emperor nodded.
Then a group of people, led by Kong Xiang, headed towards the Royal Garden to kill.
"Kill!"
Countless soldiers came like a tide.
There are many masters among these soldiers, but there are no masters who can stand shoulder to shoulder with strong men like Zhao Baiyang, and they cannot stop their progress at all.
It was all because Zhao Baiyang and the others took action too suddenly. No one expected that these people would be so bold as to dare to directly enter the imperial city. This is true.
Even if someone has already sent a message to summon the royal family members, there are masters belonging to the Ming Dynasty hidden in Tiandu City.
But everything takes time. In a short period of time, even if these soldiers form a battle formation, they are still unable to stop Zhao Baiyang and the others from advancing, and they can only retreat steadily.
"You will be damned if you trespass into the important territory of the imperial city!" Just as Zhao Baiyang and others were walking forward, not far from the Imperial Garden, those masters finally arrived, and an angry shout came.
Following this, a dozen first-grade warriors, leading a group of countless soldiers and masters, blocked Zhao Baiyang and the others.
Bang bang bang.
Pei Xuanjing and Fa Wuya have been fighting for several rounds in the blink of an eye. The wind between their fist seals and palms is whistling continuously. No one can come close within a hundred feet of the long street. They are all frightened by the tyrannical momentum of the two. Deterrence.
The surging true energy, the boiling and erupting blood energy, and the invisible and constant collision of the true meaning of martial arts are far beyond the imagination of those present.
Crackling, continuous gas explosions sounded like thunder in the long street.
Wherever the two people's afterimages passed, rocks flew across the sky, walls collapsed, and powerful air waves continued to roll out from the collision between the two.
The more Fa Wuya and Pei Xuanjing fought, the more secretly they became frightened, and the look of surprise that could not be concealed floated in their eyes.
Even though he had a high estimate of Pei Xuanjing's strength, he never thought that Pei Xuanjing's strength had reached such a level.
"The rumors are indeed true. You actually broke the shackles of the Dragon Elephant Kung Fu and walked your own path. With such an amazing talent, other than the Patriarch Sanfeng of the Zhenwu Sect six hundred years ago, this arrester I can't figure out who else has something like this Talented and talented.”
Based on his friendship with Taoist Qingxu and the information he possesses due to his position, he naturally knows that Pei Xuanjing practices both physical and spiritual martial arts, and he also knows that Pei Xuanjing practices the Vajra Sect. The unique skill of Dragon Elephant.
However, the way of a physical warrior is easy to get started and difficult to master. Otherwise, Kong Xiang, the master of the Vajra Sect, would not have spent nearly two decades to step into the first-level realm as a physical warrior.
Pei Xuanjing has already cultivated his physical body to the first level, which is simply unheard of. In terms of talent alone, the other party is already comparable to the original Taoist Sanfeng.
His loud voice echoed on the long street, and all the warriors in the surrounding area listened.
"It is not as powerful as the chief catcher. From Pei's point of view, if it weren't for the chief catcher coming from a public family, the position on this supreme list would definitely be occupied by the chief catcher." Pei Xuanjing was also looking at it. The famous six-door chief catcher.
At this moment, Pei Xuanjing could finally understand why the Ming Dynasty could suppress the world. In addition to those guarding various places, there are also strong men like Fa Wuya.
A single six-door chief catcher has the strength to compare with the supreme king of the world, so how many masters will the Ming court hide?
"I don't know how many powerful people Zhao Baiyang can attract when he enters Tiandu?" Pei Xuanjing thought to himself.
The voices of the two people were not concealed at all, and they were transmitted to the ears of the surrounding warriors word by word, shocking those people.
Perhaps some people who are not strong enough will think that the two are bragging to each other, but any warrior who has stepped into the upper three realms can feel the terrible horror that broke out between the two of them. breath.
Any one of these two people may have the strength of the supreme level in the world. They felt that they were facing the terrifying aura, just like a small boat swaying in the strong wind and huge waves. If they were not careful, they would be overturned by the huge waves.
Especially Ma Wuji, the master of Juyi Pavilion, who was the master of this place, looked so gloomy that he was about to burst into tears. He was thinking rapidly in his mind.
He didn't understand how he, who had always made a good statement in the world, provoked this evil star, and why he caused this Taoist priest to come to challenge him.
"It's a pity, then let me see how strong a warrior who has reached the ultimate level of physical martial arts is!" Fa Wuya's momentum was like a mountain, and his voice was like a thunderous explosion, shaking the long street.
The fierce and domineering fist became a little more fierce, like a river rolling eastward, out of control.
"Although Pei has not really reached the extreme, he is still willing to accompany you!" Pei Xuanjing turned his palms into fists, dressed in hunting clothes, and his innate thunder energy flowed freely, his body was like lightning, and his power was like running thunder, Punch out.
With his current powerful physique, a punch is like a dragon and elephant galloping, causing endless air waves, carrying majestic power, as if the world was created.
All the power is transformed into this fist, shining like the sun in the sky, unstoppable!
Bang!
The long street shook, and the fist seals of the two people collided, causing endless air waves.
The surrounding warriors, the stronger ones used their true energy to disperse the stone slabs in front of them, while the weaker ones quickly retreated to avoid them.
But everyone’s eyes were fixed on the two people fighting on the long street.
When the smoke and dust cleared, Fa Wuya retreated dozens of feet, his whole body's zhenqi surging. His arms were numb from the huge force, and his pupils stared at Pei Xuanjing in shock.
On the other hand, Pei Xuanjing still stood there, as tall as a mountain.
The true energy was surging wildly, his robes were rustling, he pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand, and held the other behind his back, still looking calm and calm.
"How about this punch?" Pei Xuanjing's voice echoed on the long street.
Huhu
Fa Wuya exhaled a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice: "Not bad!"
"Not bad?" A chuckle appeared on Pei Xuanjing's lips.
I could only hear Fa Wuya’s voice continuing: “I have been through six doors since I was thirteen years old, and was promoted from an ordinary detective to my current position. It’s not because of anything else, but Because of one word: Dare. If others dare not offend, I dare to arrest them; don’t. Those who others dare not arrest, I will catch; those who others dare not kill, I will kill!"
As he spoke, the visible blood around him began to rise and fill the air, layer by layer. The layers climbed, as if even the sky above his head was dyed red by the boiling blood.
“In my life, I have encountered countless terrible murderers. Some are cunning, some are insidious, some are cruel, some are cruel, but I have never encountered a murderer as domineering as you. But no matter what The murderers all died under the sword of this headman, without exception." Fa Wuya continued to talk to himself.
His hand also slowly fell on the magic knife at his waist. The moment his hand touched the handle of the knife, a penetrating breath rose into the sky.
In everyone's ears, there seemed to be a faint sound of swords. On the long street filled with the true meaning of martial arts, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and white bones seemed to appear beside Fa Wuya.
At this moment, although the sword has not been drawn yet, it seems that everyone feels the edge of the magic sword, the domineering power of cutting everything.
That is, no matter how many tricks you use, I will cut it off with a single blow.
Buzz!
The magic sword was unsheathed, and an extremely domineering sword light flashed. The bright and dazzling sword light illuminated the world, like the dawn light, the starlight wandering in the dark night, shining everywhere.
In an instant, it seemed as if countless sword lights were coming, covering Pei Xuanjing's whole body. There were sword lights everywhere in the sky and on the ground.
Nowhere to hide!
"Yeah!"
Pei Xuanjing didn't take it seriously at first, listening to the other party with interest and waiting for the other party's methods.
The moment the opponent touched the hilt of the knife, he suddenly felt as if he was locked in by an all-destroying ferocious energy, with a feeling like a thorn in his back.
But soon the Shenxiao Sword on his waist seemed to sense his opponent, and a slight sword sound shattered this feeling. At the same time, it began to tremble slightly, as if it was about to unsheath and pierce the knife.
Pei Xuanjing slowly placed his slender white palm on the Shenxiao Sword, and the Shenxiao Sword slowly became quiet.
"The light of the sword is so familiar!"
Pei Xuanjing has never seen such a bright sword, but it does not feel strange at all.
Because in this sword, he saw the shadow of his own sword light.
They are all so domineering, so decisive, so sharp and unstoppable.
Clang!
Pei Xuanjing drew his sword without hesitation, and the sword light as bright as the sun suddenly appeared, as if it appeared out of thin air, without any foreshadowing or warning.
It just appeared like this, tearing apart the sword light around him in just an instant.
Soon, a sword light that was more domineering and more decisive than before shone in the sky. The sword light was accompanied by wind and thunder, changing in life and death.
Everyone felt as if everything in front of them was filled with this sword light, and they could no longer feel anything else.
Boom!
The sword light and the sword light wanted to collide, and countless air waves swept across, causing countless houses to collapse and fall to the ground.
“The chief arrester!”
Those who came with Fa Wuya, faced with this extremely domineering sword light, they were even slower to react, waiting for the sword light. After he disappeared, he realized what he was doing and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Cough cough cough"
Although Fa Wuya still stood still, his originally intact robe became ragged, and traces of blood continued to seep out.
However, at this time, Fa Wuya could not care about his injuries. There was a sad look in his eyes: "I didn't expect your sword to be more powerful than mine."
Xi Xi After using the sword for decades, Fa Wuya has been going all the way and has been unfavorable since he realized this overbearing sword intention. With this sword, even Taoist Qingxu of Zhenwu Sect and Lao Tianshi of Longhu Mountain can be defeated by Fa Wuya. He and others have the confidence to fight.
When he thinks about it, if one day he can practice this sword to the peak, I am afraid that no one can block his sword.
But all this time, my sword seemed to be trapped in a shackles. It had not improved for a long time, and I didn't know how to improve.
But Pei Xuanjing's sword gave him further hope.
It's a pity that he realized it too late.
(End of this chapter)