Chapter 110 The most unruly is the Overlord

It’s late at night.

Imperial capital.

A carriage entered the imperial city.

The chaos in the capital had just passed, and the corpses on the ground had not yet been dealt with. The corpses wrapped in shrouds were bleeding.

Lu Mudui used his bamboo stick to slightly open the curtain, looking at the Shura scene in the imperial city, the wrinkles on his face trembled slightly.

The driver's legs had already gone limp with fear.

Fortunately, these scenes are much less common when driving along the long street.

Jiang Li took control of the military power of the Imperial Capital and guarded the Imperial Capital, causing the original rebels to once again join Jiang Li's army.

It has to be said that Prime Minister Zhao Kuo had been busy for so many years, but all of it became Jiang Li's wedding dress.

Even those ministers who had originally impeached Jiang Li and the Imperial Master were unable to speak out. After all... the bodies of those ministers who had spoken out were already cold.

The carriage arrived at a teahouse in the bustling downtown of the imperial capital.

Candles were still burning in the teahouse.

The little girl opened the door for Lu Mu with a panicked look on her face.

A beautiful woman with a bun on her head walked down slowly from the teahouse.

Seeing Lu Mudui, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Why are you here again?"

Lu Mudui played with the tortoise shell in his hand and grinned at the beautiful woman, revealing his leaky front teeth.

"Junior Sister Qianqian, can you lend me the Heavenly Pigeon again?"

Lu Mu replied.

The beautiful woman Qianqian raised her eyebrows immediately, "What do you want to do now?"

"Now that the young emperor has killed the rebels, he is furious. In addition, Jiang Li is in charge of the army. At this time, if we spread any messy news again..."

"The little emperor might give the order to shut down my teahouse!"

"Can you afford the compensation, old man?"

Lu Mu was questioned for a while, but he still smiled shamelessly, revealing his leaky front teeth.

"What are you afraid of? Your Majesty has personally gone to Beiluo City. Now, our Tianji family has joined Baiyujing and has become the Tianji Pavilion under Baiyujing."

"The little emperor doesn't dare to touch us."

Lu Mu smiled.

Having a backer... is just that tough.

The beautiful woman was stunned when she heard this. What was going on? The Tianji family had been passed down for many years, so how did they join Baiyujing? Lu Mu was shocked to know this. He asked the little girl to make a cup of tea and talked slowly while drinking it.

In the end, the beautiful woman took Lu Mu to the secret room on the top floor of the teahouse.

Lu Mudui took the Xuanhuang paper, hesitated for a while, slapped his chest and coughed up some blood.

He wiped the blood from his mouth and said, "I'd better prepare some pig blood next time... I cough up blood every time and my body can't take it."

Lu Mu muttered to himself.

The brush was stained with blood ink, and he recalled what Lu Dongxuan had said to him, and began to write.

"Ride the dragon in the dragon-controlling land, raise the dragon in the eight lands to seek the wind and flow.

When spiritual energy revives, the world changes, and people are worried that immortality is not available.

…

Baiyujing Tianji Pavilion, Lü Mudui, blood letter. "

After Lu Mu finished writing the book, he let out a long sigh.

"Eight places to raise dragons?"

The beautiful woman Qianqian was shocked after reading the news.

"It is rumored that the young emperor got the Tianlong to quell the rebellion... Is it also related to this dragon breeding ground?" asked the beautiful woman Qianqian.

Lu Mu nodded slightly.

"Do you still remember the Wolong Ridge Secret Realm? Young Master said... this secret realm will be even larger than the Wolong Ridge Secret Realm, and will also be filled with more immortal connections."

Lu Mu said to.

Afterwards, he copied it several more times, rolled it up with black and yellow paper, and stuffed it into the pigeon's mailbox.

As the cage was pulled, the sound of flapping wings continued to ring out and white feathers flew everywhere.

…

Beiluo Lake, the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion.

Lu Fan sat on the terrace, setting up the chessboard and making his moves.

Opposite him, Lu Dongxuan was drinking hot tea with a big gold chain around his neck.

Lu Fan rolled up his sleeves and made a move, and there seemed to be spiritual energy surging in the air.

Lu Dongxuan brewed the tea and handed a cup to Lu Fan. The tea was crystal clear without any impurities, and looked like clear crystal.

"Young Master, please try my cooking."

Lu Dongxuan smiled.

"The first time is water, the second time is tea, the third and fourth times are the essence..."

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the green jade teacup, took a sip, and the fragrance of tea flowed.

Lu Dongxuan looked at Lu Fan who was drinking tea, with some hesitation on his face, and slowly said: "Sir, I see that you are quite concerned about Overlord..."

"That day by the lake, the Overlord asked me for a fortune. I read the vertical plaque and got a glimpse of the fortune-telling technique, so I read it for the Overlord..."

Hearing Lu Dongxuan's words, Lu Fan couldn't help but stop drinking tea and raised his eyebrows.

“What is the hexagram?”

Lu Fan was curious.

"The hexagram...is very ominous."

Lu Dongxuan touched the big gold chain and said.

Lu Fan nodded slightly, somewhat suddenly realizing... No wonder Overlord would be so extreme.

Lu Dongxuan is not Mo Tianyu. The hexagrams calculated by Lu Dongxuan, who has gained some insights from visualizing and erecting the plaque, are most likely correct.

Of course...it’s hard to say.

Perhaps, the hexagram calculated by Lu Dongxuan was the original destiny of the Overlord, but after seeking the devil, the Overlord's destiny might have deviated from its original trajectory.

“No wonder…”

Lu Fan smiled, with a trace of twitching in his pupils.

I could vaguely see the chaotic scene outside Hara Akagi.

Under the moonlight, that burly, arrogant and stubborn figure.

…

The sound of horse hooves exploded.

Holding a spear in one hand and carrying a halberd on his back, the Overlord rushed towards the Beijun army like a flash of lightning in the dark night.

In the Beijun army, the war drums sounded.

Soldiers were deployed in battle formations, and the distant sound of trumpets broke the silence of the night.

Tan Tai Xuan was dressed in military armor, with a bright red cape fluttering in the wind. He rode in a chariot pulled by a scarlet horse and arrived outside the camp.

In the darkness of the night, the figure of the Overlord could be vaguely seen.

“Arrogant!”

Tan Tai Xuan slapped the chariot with one palm.

"You, Overlord, can fight five thousand alone. This is something I admire from you."

"But, although our Beijun army has not arrived in full force, there are still 50,000 of them. You are fighting against 50,000 of them alone... Xiang Shaoyun, do you really think you are an immortal?!"

Tan Tai Xuan’s eyes widened with anger.

He felt that Xiang Shaoyun was provoking him and despising him, and did not regard him, Tan Tai Xuan, as an opponent at all.

"kill!"

"Whoever takes Xiang Shaoyun's head will receive a reward of fifty thousand!"

Tan Tai Xuan pulled out the command flag, threw it violently, and let out a hoarse roar.

Mo Beike and Mo Ju sat cross-legged on the carriage, the night wind howling and blowing their clothes.

"Overlord's move is hard to understand."

Mo Ju waved his feather fan lightly and frowned.

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

The Overlord is not stupid, why would he attack the camp alone, against 50,000? It was a complete act of suicide. Back then, on Wolong Ridge, the Overlord was alone against 5,000 and almost died tragically.

now……

Mo Ju shook his head, he couldn't guess.

Mo Beike didn't say anything, his wrinkled face showing a changing mood.

Perhaps, the Overlord was demonstrating to him.

Mo Beike became more and more hunched, but the Overlord was still the same Overlord, as domineering and unreasonable as ever.

The Mo family's Tianji City had been breached, but the Overlord still came to the Beijun camp alone, as if he was deliberately demonstrating to him, Mo Beike.

Mo Beike clenched his hands under his blue shirt.

It is still unclear who will win or lose.

…

Tan Tai Xuan was also angered.

Tens of thousands of troops were mobilized, wielding swords and rushing towards the Overlord.

No matter how powerful the Overlord is, he is still just a human being. He will bleed and get tired.

Fifty thousand troops, even a pile of them would kill the Overlord! One against fifty thousand, unless the immortal came in person, who could stop the power of one person? Even Beiluo Lu Ping'an couldn't do it!

Looking down from a high altitude, the scene is shocking.

A man riding alone collided with an army of 50,000 people whose shouts and cries were deafening.

It's like a drop of water, dripping into the surging waves with stubbornness.

It was submerged in an instant.

However.

A roar.

Several Beijun soldiers were knocked away by the huge force, creating a gully in the crowd.

The Overlord swung his spear, piercing one soldier after another. Blood splattered all over his face, but it did not make him timid. Instead, it made the Overlord even more stern.

Tan Tai Xuan is not an ordinary person either. After all, he is the Tan Tai prefect who can lead Beijun.

He waved the long flag and deployed his troops in a long snake formation, wrapping around Xiang Shaoyun, intending to grind Xiang Shaoyun to death.

The overlord in the crowd threw away his spear because it broke in the killing.

He drew out the long axe from his back and swung it violently, sending dozens of people flying.

The black horse neighed and charged at full speed with the Overlord.

The long snake formation was torn apart by him savagely. Wherever the long axe passed, demonic energy was everywhere and blood was splattered.

Ba Wangsha's blood gradually began to boil.

That's the feeling.

If you are strong enough, all conspiracies and tricks will be nothing.

He finally understood the meaning of Lu Fan's words.

So what if Tan Tai Xuan has Mo Bei Ke?

So what if Yuwen Xiu has Kong Xiu and Jiang Li? Xijun... has his Overlord Xiang Shaoyun, that's enough!

Boom! The black demonic energy entangled the flowing blood, transforming into an axe-shaped phantom that swept across, slashing more than a dozen soldiers into pieces.

Tens of thousands of troops piled up against Xiang Shaoyun so densely that it was difficult for him to move.

However, Xiang Shaoyun fought his way out.

Head straight towards the Beijun Camp.

The sound of horse hooves exploded, stepping on the flying blood.

Warriors and generals rushed forward, their blood and energy surging, like a tiger pouncing at you.

Xiang Shaoyun was calm and fearless, and waved his halberd.

A master warrior was hit by Xiang Shaoyun's shield and flew several meters away, falling to the ground.

The army was broken up.

Xiang Shaoyun was surrounded by demonic energy, and he seemed to have grasped a fleeting chance, with signs of breaking free from the shackles.

The blood was increasing, but it was entangled by an extremely powerful force, lingering around Xiang Shaoyu's body.

The Overlord's eyes turned slightly red. He was venting about what had happened in Beiluo.

It was not only because of Lu Fan’s disappointment, but also because of Lu Dongxuan’s divination.

He doesn't believe in fate.

Will he, the Overlord, die miserably? Will he be plotted against and killed?

He didn't believe it! He was going to charge into Beijun and demonstrate to Mo Beike. Whatever conspiracy he had, he was the Overlord... fearless! The land was stained with blood, and countless armors were broken.

Fifty thousand troops could not stop the Overlord.

Xiang Shaoyun was panting, and his black horse was neighing.

Both the man and the horse were very tired.

The Overlord's crazy practice method.

The moonlight is like blood.

The Beijun army was afraid of being killed.

The soldiers held spears, swords and guns and were afraid to move forward.

The burly figure rode the horse forward.

The soldiers of Beijun were so terrified that they made way for them.

Tan Tai Xuan stood beside the chariot, his eyes narrowed, his fists clenched, and his face looked extremely ugly.

The Overlord, covered in blood, holding a long axe, rode his horse and came to Tan Tai Xuan.

The eyes covered in blood glanced at Tan Tai Xuan indifferently.

Then, his eyes turned, and his oppressive, beast-like gaze fell on Mo Beike who was sitting upright in the carriage.

Xiang Shaoyun raised his long axe and pointed it at Mo Beike, his chin raised high, blood running down his cheeks.

It is filled with the arrogance of a tyrant and his indomitable spirit against fate.

And the confidence to crush any conspiracy.

(End of this chapter)