Chapter 105 You are a cultivator

Imperial capital.

Ten miles long street.

The long street under the setting sun exudes a blood-like glow, spreading a solemn, cold and rich atmosphere.

Today was destined to be a bloody day, and the people of the capital had already returned to their homes early.

Those wealthy and powerful families who usually looked high and mighty in their eyes, like tigers that could not be provoked, were now emitting sharp howls one after another, and the smell of blood was flowing.

While the people are happy, they are also filled with infinite fear.

Therefore, the long street was empty.

The blood on Luo Cheng's armor had not yet dried, and He Shou, who was being held by him, had a look of despair on his face.

At the other end of the long street, there was a huge army wearing armor and holding shields.

This is an orthodox army. Luo Cheng finds it hard to imagine that such an army actually exists in the imperial capital.

In the carriage, Nie Zhangqing sat quietly, looking at the army with a calm expression.

The curtains were opened, and Ning Zhao and Yi Yue walked out one after another.

The heavy shields smashed to the ground, and one soldier after another placed their long swords in the gaps of the shields, like a wall of swords, and slowly moved forward.

A cold voice came from behind the wall of swords.

"You have killed seventeen aristocratic families in the imperial capital, killed twenty-one ministers, and destroyed the foundation of the Great Zhou. You are the source of the chaos and your crimes are extremely heinous."

"The Imperial Capital is under the feet of the Emperor. How can we allow thugs like you to commit such atrocities?"

"Now, we are following the Prime Minister's order to arrest you traitors! Those who cause chaos will be killed without mercy!"

A scholar in a blue robe, riding a red horse, pulled the reins and spoke loudly.

"kill!"

The army suddenly shouted in unison, like thunder.

This is an elite force specially trained by Prime Minister Zhao Kuo.

There were quite a lot of people, more than 8,000, densely packed together, surrounding the entire long street.

Five hundred versus eight thousand.

The disparity in this battle was no less than the famous battle that Overlord fought at Wolong Ridge.

Next to the blue-robed scholar, there was a young man in a wide robe and a crane cloak, sitting upright in a sedan chair, which was carried by six servants.

"Mr. Du."

The scholar in blue shirt bowed to the young man in wide robe and crane cloak.

This man was called Du Tao. He was a first-rate warrior in the martial arts world. Although he was quite powerful, he was nothing in the huge Zhou Dynasty.

However, in the battle of Wolong Ridge, he happened to have an immortal chance and gained spiritual energy in a secret realm. Since then, he found that his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and he was stronger than ordinary masters. Coupled with the wonderful use of that wisp of spiritual energy, he was invincible in the martial arts world of Imperial Capital.

Later, he was personally welcomed by Prime Minister Zhao Kuo and became a guest official in the prime minister's residence.

After entering the Prime Minister's Mansion, Du Tao felt inflated because he was admired by thousands of people and felt that he was superior. Even the Prime Minister had to treat him with courtesy when he saw him.

Du Tao was so arrogant that he even imitated the world's number one cultivator, Young Master Beiluo Lu, and would never move if he could sit still... with six servants carrying the sedan chair.

Today, the Prime Minister sent someone to personally invite him to cooperate with 8,000 elite soldiers to encircle and kill 500 cavalrymen from Beiluo, as well as Young Master Lu's maid and coachman.

Du Tao refused at first because he knew his own strength. He had no problem dealing with ordinary warriors, but if he really had to go against a cultivator, especially a cultivator under Young Master Lu, he would be afraid of dying a miserable death.

However, after repeated invitations from the Prime Minister, Du Tao was tempted.

With eight thousand well-equipped elite warriors, together with several master warriors and a cultivator like himself, perhaps they could really keep Young Master Lu's maid and coachman.

Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk.

If successful, Du Tao might be able to learn the methods of cultivating immortals and practicing from Master Lu's maid and coachman.

He will be able to go one step further.

So, Du Tao was tempted.

So, he appeared on Long Street.

In the carriage.

Ning Zhao shook his hand, and the cicada-wing sword slipped out from his sleeve.

"There is spiritual energy, and there are practitioners on the other side..."

Ning Zhao opened her red lips slightly and said.

"But... it's so weak."

"It's so weak that I can hardly sense it..."

Nie Zhangqing stood up while holding the butcher knife. “He should be the lucky one who got the chance to be an immortal in the Wolongling Immortal Palace.”

Ning Zhao suddenly laughed.

"What does this person want to do?"

Nie Zhangqing twisted his neck and said, "They used eight thousand elite soldiers to surround and kill us with human wave tactics, hoping to get the cultivation method from us..."

"This is the first time that a cultivator dares to challenge our Baiyujing disciples..."

“Interesting.”

"What would you do if you met such an ignorant cultivator?"

Yi Yue rolled up the whip and sneered, "Of course I'll beat him to death."

Compared to Ning Zhao, Nie Zhangqing was more talkative and cheerful.

Luo Cheng was extremely nervous, his hands holding the sword were clenched into a blue color. After all, he was not a cultivator, and facing five hundred against eight thousand was a dead end for him.

Even a master of seven or eight rings could not do it, let alone Luo Cheng who was only a first-rate warrior.

Crash.

Nie Zhangqing jumped down and landed next to Luo Cheng. Luo Cheng let go, and the black butcher knife was placed on He Shou's neck.

"Aren't you good at writing manifestos?"

"Scold Zhao Kuo, curse him fiercely at the army."

Nie Zhangqing's words made He Shou shudder.

He was pushed by Nie Zhangqing and walked out step by step.

His legs were shaking, facing eight thousand elite soldiers, but what was held on his neck was an ice-cold butcher knife.

So, he started cursing.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a sharp arrow shot out and pierced his right chest...

He Shou widened his eyes and looked up in disbelief. Among the eight thousand elite soldiers, there was a scholar in blue riding a horse and holding a bow with the bowstring still stretched.

"you……"

He Shou's mouth was bleeding and his face became more ferocious.

With a look of sarcasm on his face, the scholar in green shirt shot another arrow, piercing He Shou's shoulder.

Nie Zhangqing let go of the butcher knife that was on He Shou's neck.

He Shou's face was full of madness as he staggered forward.

A hoarse and unwilling roar came from his mouth.

The picture appeared in front of his eyes.

In the picture, he is in high spirits in the prime minister's residence. He picks up the pen to write a manifesto, which draws applause from the whole room. He speaks eloquently, which draws applause from all the officials.

Especially the prime minister who sat on the high seat, his expression was full of kindness and admiration.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

At this moment, He Shou finally realized that underneath Prime Minister Zhao Kuo's kind smile, there was an endless amount of cold murderous intent.

Arrows shot at He Shou, turning him into a hedgehog with his body full of arrows.

When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked.

He Shou had already lost all hope of survival.

Arrows flew over He Shou's body and shot towards Nie Zhangqing and others.

Ning Zhao moved, raised her hand, and released her spiritual pressure. As she was at the peak of the Qidan realm, the oppressive power of her spiritual pressure was extremely strong.

Arrows fell to the ground one by one.

Du Tao, who was carried in a sedan chair by six servants and wearing a crane cloak, narrowed his eyes, his heart trembling slightly... He was so strong.

"Don't use arrows, use human wave tactics to surround and kill!"

He was aware of the weaknesses of cultivators. Cultivators have limited spiritual energy. Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, they are actually not much stronger than ordinary warriors.

Upon hearing this, the young man in Confucian robes waved his hand and gave an order.

Just as the Prime Minister said, only practitioners are aware of their weaknesses.

The army gave up shooting arrows and rushed forward with shields and swords.

Eight thousand soldiers were like a steel torrent on the long street.

…

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

The leisurely lake breeze blew, lifting Lu Fan's long hair.

The entire Baiyujing Pavilion was extremely quiet, with only the sound of startled crows flying away.

After Xiang Shaoyun finished speaking, he looked at Lu Fan with fiery eyes.

Lu Dongxuan felt as if he had heard something he shouldn't have heard...

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, glanced at Xiang Shaoyun, raised the bronze wine glass in his hand, and said to Ni Yu: "Xiao Ni, add more wine."

“Yes.”

Ni Yu hurriedly scooped a spoonful of wine and poured it into the glass.

Lu Fan took a sip of wine, and his expression showed no joy or anger.

"You disappoint me a little..."

After a long while, Lu Fan spoke.

Xiang Shaoyun's face suddenly froze and he frowned slightly.

"Why did Young Master Lu say that?"

Lu Fan held a bronze wine glass, leaned against the carved wooden railing, looked at the misty water on the lake, and said lightly: "You still don't understand the true meaning of being a cultivator."

"I thought you came to my Baiyujing to seek the truth, but unfortunately... I am very disappointed."

"Beijun has Mo Beike, Nanjun has the Jianpai, Dazhou has the Imperial Master Kong Xiu..."

"But whether it's Mo Beike or the national teacher, they are not cultivators. They only have strategies and rely on calculating the world..."

"Although you don't have the assistance of Mo Beike and the Imperial Master, you are different from them. You are a cultivator... the Overlord of West County who has been taught by the immortals and enlightened by the Demon Lord."

Lu Fan said as he poured wine.

Xiang Shaoyun's body trembled. How did Lu Fan know that he sacrificed himself to become a demon and was enlightened by the Demon Lord? !

Moreover, Lu Fan's words also made him fall into deep thought.

Lu Fan took a sip of wine and said calmly: "You are a cultivator, this is your biggest advantage, enough to crush any conspiracy..."

"In this world, strength is everything."

When these words came out, Xiang Shaoyun's body was shocked.

Lu Fan took his time, picked up a chess piece from the chess box, raised it high, and with a crisp "click", it landed on the spiritual pressure chessboard. Faintly, there was a dazzling light.

Lu Fan's mind moved, and he decided to teach the Overlord a lesson today.

Nearly five hundred strands of spiritual energy in the body were suddenly mobilized.

Boom! The invisible spiritual pressure was suddenly released.

The water around the island in the middle of the lake suddenly sank several meters.

A strong wind blew violently on the Baiyujing Pavilion. Lu Dongxuan's face turned pale in an instant, and the big gold chain around his neck shook constantly.

Xiang Shaoyun stood up suddenly, and nine strands of demonic energy automatically surged on his body, protecting his entire body.

However……

In front of Lu Fan's spiritual pressure.

His evil spirit completely dissipated.

Xiang Shaoyun couldn't bear the terrifying pressure. His spine seemed to be broken. He took several steps back and knelt on one knee...

Lu Fan sat upright in a wheelchair, his hair flying and his white shirt fluttering, like a banished immortal.

She was ethereal and looked at Xiang Shaoyun indifferently.

“Besides, have you ever thought about who in the world is worthy of being worthy of my Lu Ping’an’s assistance?”

"You... have it?"

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