Beautiful and solemn music drifted in, as if it were descending from the sky or coming from the palace.

As soon as the music started, not only did Cui Wuming's longsword stop and his sword energy freeze, but even Cui Wuming's own mind wavered.

In Cui Wuming's eyes, he saw both a group of charming and beautiful songstresses and a solemn and dignified empress.

This is something his spiritual world had sensed in advance.

Immediately afterwards, in everyone's eyes, eight beautifully dressed fairy maidens descended gracefully, each holding a different musical instrument.

Then, Ming Yingluo, dressed in her finest attire, appeared on the roof of the palace.

How could the roof of the Southern Zhou emperor's palace be allowed to be trampled on?

But at this moment, the area in front of the palace was already a river of blood, so what if the roof was occupied?

Moreover, this person is the owner of Miaoyin Pavilion, the de facto ruler of Wudong County, Ming Yingluo.

"Ming Yingluo, you've finally arrived!" Zhou Jinghuan shouted at the roof, his voice filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.

It was as if if Mingying fell, he would be saved, and so would Southern Zhou.

Ming Yingluo said coldly, "Is that sickly person in the house worth all this protection?"

Zhou Jinghuan said, "Your Majesty is the soul of Southern Zhou."

"Bullshit," Ming Yingluo scoffed.

Zhou Jinghuan smiled and said, "You're here too, aren't you?"

"You haven't done what you promised me. If I didn't want you to die, I wouldn't have bothered making this trip."

Ming Yingluo landed on the roof and looked at Su Sheng, saying, "Mr. Su, aren't you playing a bit too big a game?"

Su Sheng bowed to Ming Yingluo and said, "I remember my agreement with you, Master. I did not bring the war to Wudong County."

Ming Yingluo said, "You have indeed kept your word, but I cannot let you kill Zhou Jinghuan."

Su Sheng said, "I can spare his life, but I would appreciate it if you could persuade him to make way."

Ming Yingluo said, "I can't persuade her."

Zhou Jinghuan said, "I can't do it."

Su Sheng suddenly laughed, but the sound of her laughter was extremely unpleasant.

"I knew it. In the end, Miaoyin Pavilion is still on the side of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. After all, you, the pavilion master, grew up with the Zhou brothers."

Ming Yingluo said, "Apart from the eldest son of the Zhou family, there are few good people among the Zhou brothers. Let's not bring up the past again."

Zhou Jinghuan looked embarrassed.

Zhou Mobai then interjected, "Nephew greets Aunt Ming!"

Ming Yingluo glanced at Zhou Mobai and said, "Stop trying to be clever. Now that we're at Miaoyin Pavilion, we won't let these Jing people do anything wrong."

"Yes!" Zhou Mobai retreated appropriately to the rear of the army.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jinghuan also took a few steps back, giving the space to Ming Yingluo and the Miaoyin Fairy Troupe.

Ming Yingluo glanced at Feng Jing and Cui Wuming, her tone becoming much harsher, and said, "Still want to fight? If not, get lost!"

Su Sheng said, "Excuse my bluntness, but given how things have developed, Miaoyin Pavilion can't change anything now."

"Yeah?"

As soon as Ming Yingluo finished speaking, she didn't make a move, but Cui Wuming drew his sword again.

Ming Yingluo still did not make a move, while the Miaoyin Immortal Troupe each began to play, their music and energy forming a seemingly tangible and well-regulated domain.

Sound array!

Cui Wuming stopped in front of the sound array, not daring to make any rash moves and rush into the array.

This is the Wonderful Sound Immortal Group of Wonderful Sound Pavilion. When they form an array, their strength is comparable to that of a Grandmaster!

Su Sheng said, "The sound array of Miaoyin Pavilion is indeed powerful. It can stop Cui Wuming, but can it stop a sea of ​​people with thousands of troops?"

Ming Yingluo said, "Whether we can block it or not, we'll have to try, but as long as the sound array is still there, you won't be able to see that patient in the palace."

Su Sheng shook his head and said, "The master himself said that I'm playing a big game, so how could I only have these abilities?"

After he finished speaking, the soldiers behind Feng Jing separated again, and more than ten people dressed in martial arts attire ran out. Each of them had a glowing body, making their skin look like copper and iron. They charged into the sound array like mad bulls.

Ming Yingluo narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Meilin disciples? I never expected that even Baili Meilin would collude with you. Where is Nie Zhengren? Why doesn't he come out?"

The disciples of Merlin were all Nie Zheng's apprentices, and were fellow disciples with Yu Beipiao and Baidong Zhenren. In terms of strength alone, the disciples of Merlin were no weaker than Fairy Miaoyin. In addition, there were quite a few of them at the moment. Even when facing Fairy Miaoyin's sound array, they were not at a disadvantage.

Seeing that the Merlin disciples had been charging through the formation for a while, but Nie Zheng still hadn't appeared, Ming Yingluo said, "If Nie Zheng doesn't come, even if you get past the Wonderful Sound Immortal Group, how will you get past me?"

"How about I give it a try?" Another figure appeared on the rooftop.

He was a boy, a seventeen-year-old boy.

“The Prodigal Swordsman, Xiao,” Ming Yingluo said in a deep voice.

Xiao nodded to Ming Yingluo and slowly drew his sword.

Cui Wuming also raised his sword, forming a pincer attack on Ming Yingluo.

Ming Yingluo said, "During the decisive battle between Yun and Jing, you helped the Jing army fight against Cui Wuming, and now you're helping the Jing army fight against me. Are you still a Zhou person?"

Xiao said, "The imperial court and the country are irrelevant to me. I only have the martial world and the sword in my heart. Master, I have come to Miaoyin Pavilion to find you many times, but you have always avoided battle. I cannot miss such a good opportunity today."

Ming Yingluo said, "You were used by Su Sheng."

"I know."

With clear eyes, Xiao frankly said, "Wasn't he also being used by me? Otherwise, how would I have known you would come?"

"What a silly child," Ming Yingluo sighed.

"I hate it when people call me a child!"

With a shout, Xiao flew down from the rooftop, sword in hand, and thrust the sword straight at Ming Yingluo.

In an instant, a surge of exhilarating sword energy rose up.

The Wanderer Swordsman was unrestrained, and Xiao's sword moves were even more unpredictable, seemingly able to stab however he pleased, making it impossible for his opponent to predict his next move or analyze his follow-up attack.

Xiao had already defeated Cui Wuming and was a cut above Cui Wuming in skill. While Ming Yingluo could suppress Cui Wuming, she would have to put in some effort against Xiao.

Facing the Prodigal Swordsman, Ming Yingluo relied purely on the difference in strength to suppress him.

At this moment, Cui Wuming also made a move.

His first move was 'Chasing the Light', where his body and sword became one, transforming into a stream of light that wrapped around Ming Yingluo.

The swift sword and the wanderer's sword, a perfect combination.

To everyone's surprise, Ming Ying, caught in the midst of the fight, placed her hand under the guqin and pulled out a flat sword from it.

The next moment, sword energy soared into the sky.

Shock flashed in Cui Wuming's eyes, while delight shone in Xiao's.

Only then did they realize that Ming Yingluo's greatest skill was actually the sword!

"Flowing Light!!" Ming Yingluo raised her sword to the sky, and instantly the blade and her body were enveloped in multicolored light, the sword intent within eroding the mental world of Cui Wuming and Xiao Mou.

At this moment, an old man walked out from the Jing Army, his hands behind his back. With each step he took forward, a burst of energy would surge outward from his feet.

He calmly walked into the sound array, passed through it, and arrived at the palace gate.

Those Southern Zhou troops who tried to stop him collapsed to the ground.

The old man reached out and pushed open the door to the bedroom.

"Your Majesty, Merlin Overlord Nie Zhan has come to see you."

After saying this, Nie Zheng strode inside!