Chapter 162 Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts, so kill them! [First update, 5,000 words, please give me a monthly vote!]
Imperial capital.
Rainy night.
A battle was almost reaching a climax, and rain kept falling from the sky, as if covering the sky and the earth with a hazy veil.
The Black Dragon Guard finally made his move. He jumped down from the roof and drew out the sword from his waist. The heavy sword, wrapped in the heavy force formed by the spiritual energy, slashed down fiercely.
A soldier from the Southern Army was unable to resist and was directly split in half, with his head and body separated.
The blood dyed the ground red, and the rain washed the blood away.
The old eunuch was fighting with Tang Yimo. His whisk was swung, splashing water on the ground, as if it had turned into a wall of water.
Although the old eunuch only knows the most basic use of spiritual energy, it can still increase his strength significantly.
Several Black Dragon Guards wielding swords swooped over at high speed and approached Tang Yimo.
The broken knife rubbed against the ground, making a sharp and piercing sound.
Tang Yimo frowned.
Afterwards, the spiritual energy in the body began to erupt like a spiral.
The first pulse, open.
Boom! After opening one meridian, Tang Yimo's whole body seemed to be burning, his strength doubled, his speed doubled, and his combat power doubled.
The same was true for the surrounding Nanfu troops. Relying on the abridged version of the "Eight Meridians Escape Magic Art", they also burst out with an extremely powerful aura.
Tang Yimo disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Only countless shadows were left around him, as if even the rain could not catch up with his speed.
The old eunuch was startled, but found that Tang Yimo had appeared beside him without him knowing when, and threw a punch full of power and spiritual energy, hitting him hard.
Boom! The rain splashed.
The old eunuch spat out blood from his mouth.
With the toes touching the ground, they drew a long line on the ground, outlining a long waterway.
"Walk."
The spiritual energy around Tang Yimo was burning like flames.
He said coldly.
The Southern Army received the order and rushed towards the city gate.
The Black Dragon Guards continued to chase, and the battle suddenly entered a white-hot stage.
However, compared to the fierce battle on the long street.
Tang Yimo didn't notice at all that in the alley, there was a scholar in Confucian robes carrying a book box on his back, holding an oil-paper umbrella, quietly watching his fight.
After a long time.
The scholar just smiled gently.
Step out.
Crash, crash...
The world seemed to become extremely quiet, with only the sound of water surging under the footsteps.
Many people were startled and looked up.
But I saw a scholar in Confucian robes walking slowly.
The cold rain hit the old eunuch's face, forcing him to close his eyes from time to time. Through the rain, he saw the scholar in white holding an umbrella, and a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.
"Mr. Kong, please help and capture this traitor!"
The old eunuch's shrill voice, like thunder tearing through the darkness, lingered in the alley.
The old eunuch knew that Kong Nanfei was a cultivator, and he was not an ordinary cultivator. He had obtained the "Haoran Yunling Jue", an orthodox cultivation method, in the secret realm of Wolong Ridge.
This method is much purer than the Black Dragon Guards' method of obtaining spiritual energy by smashing the terracotta warriors in the Dragon Gate.
The old eunuch had no idea how powerful Kong Nanfei was.
Anyway, at least I'm better than him.
Kong Nanfei walked with an umbrella, and when his cloth shoes stepped on the ground, the raindrops came up three feet high.
His speed was getting faster and faster. Then, he stepped lightly on the surrounding roofs and walked along the city gate.
Sitting upright on the city gate.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella and carrying a book box, he quietly watched the battle below.
Tang Yimo raised his head and stared at Kong Nanfei, who was wearing a white Confucian robe and sitting cross-legged on the top of the city wall.
"You are Tang Xiansheng's illegitimate son, so you don't have much deep feelings for him. Besides, you are a person who has the opportunity. It is not worth dying for a traitor like Tang Xiansheng."
"Leave Tang Xiansheng here, and you can leave."
Kong Nanfei said.
His voice drowned out the sound of the rain and echoed in the ears of Tang Yimo and everyone else.
Tang Yimo stared at Kong Nanfei. He felt the pressure because Kong Nanfei was a cultivator who was not inferior to him.
The first disciple of the Confucian national master is a practitioner at the top level of Qidan realm.
Tang Xiansheng's cough was heard from inside the carriage.
Tang Yimo took a deep breath. He made an agreement with Tang Xiansheng, which could be considered a deal.
Since he has promised, he will naturally try his best to do it.
"Feel sorry."
Tang Yimo said.
Afterwards, Tang Yimo suddenly moved his body under the city wall and punched Kong Nanfei who was sitting cross-legged on the city wall.
The rain rushed up like a column, as if it had turned into a heavy crossbow arrow, flying straight towards Kong Nanfei.
Kong Nanfei frowned.
He was not panicked when looking at the flying crossbow arrows, and there was spiritual energy lingering around him.
Not only that, he opened his mouth slowly and fluently, as if poetry was being recited from his mouth.
The rain seemed to fall a few beats slower.
There seemed to be an invisible energy lingering and permeating between heaven and earth.
The noble spirit of Confucianism.
The Confucian noble spirit combined with spiritual energy! Bang, bang, bang! Water arrows exploded one after another.
Tang Yimo felt tremendous pressure.
Kong Nanfei sat on the top of the city wall, wearing a white shirt and speaking eloquently.
There is an invisible pressure bursting out.
The Nanfu army and Tang Yimo seemed to have no strength to move a finger.
The great energy of heaven and earth formed when the spiritual energy and the great energy are connected is actually somewhat similar to Lu Fan's spiritual pressure.
The methods Kong Nanfei used were indeed somewhat astonishing.
Tang Yimo gritted his teeth and bore the tremendous pressure.
The soldiers of the Southern Army knelt on one knee with their swords against the ground.
On the city wall.
"To surrender, or not to surrender?"
Kong Nanfei held up an oil-paper umbrella and said.
"No."
under.
Tang Yimo answered without much hesitation.
He raised his head sharply.
Black demonic energy began to wrap around Tang Yimo's body, and he tried to forcefully attack the second meridian.
He had tried countless times to break through this second meridian, but he had never done so. Today, if he didn't break through, he would die! Kong Nanfei frowned.
Reciting Haoran's poems.
He clapped his hands, and countless raindrops seemed to gather under his palm, causing the air to distort.
A palm suddenly slapped down.
The practitioners of the Southern Army could not hold on and all fell to the ground.
The Black Dragon Guard rushed over and put his knife on the neck of the cultivator from the Southern Palace Army.
A Black Dragon Guard raised his sword and was about to put it on Tang Yimo's neck, but Tang Yimo broke free from the restraints of his righteous spirit.
Turn around and punch.
The Black Dragon Guard tried to resist with his Li Dao, but the Li Dao was pierced by Tang Yimo's punch.
The chest was hit, causing it to collapse. A large amount of blood spurted out and he flew backwards.
The Black Dragon Guard fell in the rain, and his breath gradually weakened.
Kong Nanfei slapped his palm down from the sky.
Tang Yimo was surrounded by countless black air.
The veins on his neck were exposed, his eyes were bloodshot, and his skin was almost blood red.
He is forcing the second meridian.
But I still couldn't break through.
Phew…
Tang Yimo coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Finally, I seemed to feel a sense of connection.
Black demonic energy surrounded his body, as if blocking out the rain.
He growled.
He punched into the palm where the rain had gathered.
The palm exploded and turned into a torrential rain.
Kong Nanfei, who was on the city wall, narrowed his eyes and was slightly surprised.
A crack appeared in Tang Yimo's second meridian, and his strength increased a lot.
He suddenly shot out and rushed into the carriage where Tang Xiansheng was. The energy in his body completely shredded the curtains.
Then, he picked up Tang Xiansheng, rushed out of the sedan chair and rushed towards the city gate.
Tang Xiansheng felt almost suffocated.
The aura of a cultivator emanating from Tang Yimo made his heart tremble.
Tang Yimo leaped up, like a black shadow, and slammed heavily into the heavy city gate.
Boom! Tang Yimo flew out with Tang Xiansheng in his arms.
However, when Tang Yimo landed, the power under his feet exploded again, causing the bricks and stones to burst.
He rushed out again, turned into a black light, picked up Tang Xiansheng, and slammed his knee against the city gate.
Finally, he managed to break a hole in the heavy city gate.
Lifting Tang Xiansheng, he squeezed out through the opening.
Kong Nanfei spoke eloquently and with such great vigour that countless raindrops turned into arrows.
He rushed towards Tang Yimo under the city wall again.
However, Tang Yimo turned around and roared, shattering countless rain arrows.
Tang Yimo was also injured by the Haoran Qi. He coughed up blood, carried Tang Xiansheng, and walked away in the rainy night, leaving bloodstains.
Escaped.
The old eunuch stared blankly at the city gate that was knocked open, the skin on his face trembling.
On the city wall.
Kong Nanfei still held the oil-paper umbrella, watching Tang Yimo and Tang Xiansheng disappear into the night.
His brows furrowed.
After a long time, he shook his head, walked down the city wall, and disappeared on the long street.
…
Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.
Lu Fan drank plum wine and looked away.
Tang Yimo chose to force his way into the second meridian, and he actually managed to create a gap, gaining some strength from the second meridian.
He burst out with fighting power for the second time and escaped from Kong Nanfei's full force.
Leaning against the Thousand Blade Chair, Lu Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the hand guard.
"The Eight Meridians Dunjia Magic Art mainly focuses on a state of mind and accumulation. It's not surprising that Tang Yimo opened the first meridian, but the second meridian was opened because of Tang Xiansheng. It seems that Tang Yimo is not completely indifferent to his father."
Lu Fan took a sip of wine.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The matter of Dijing is almost over like this.
Tang Xiansheng was lucky, as Tang Yimo broke through the gap in the second meridian at the last moment.
Otherwise, Tang Xiansheng would definitely die in the capital.
However, in the Imperial Capital, if we only rely on the Black Dragon Guards, we really can't stop Tang Yimo.
At the last moment, if Kong Nanfei had not taken action, Tang Yimo would not have been forced to attack the second meridian.
Lu Fan stopped thinking about these things.
The wind blowing from the lake brought a hint of unusual charm to Lu Fan.
Lu Fan narrowed his eyes and looked towards Beiluo Lake.
However, I saw that under the Beiluo Lake, there seemed to be a faint light flowing and flickering.
"The origin of the world?"
Lu Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
The formation he created was absorbing the world's origin from the plane where the golden light was located, and condensing it into the origin needed by the world today.
There is no origin in the low-level martial arts world. If Lu Fan wants the Five Phoenix Continent to enter the middle-level martial arts world, he must condense the origin and transform it into the way of heaven.
Originally, if Lu Fan were to condense himself from nothing, it would definitely take a very long time.
After all, creating something from nothing is difficult.
Not only do I have no idea what to do, but I'm also worried about taking the wrong path.
The appearance of Jin Mang solved some of Lu Fan's troubles.
“Is it starting to coalesce?”
Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.
With a light tap on the Thousand Blade Chair, the Thousand Blade Chair carried his body and flew out from the Baiyujing Pavilion and landed on the surface of Beiluo Lake.
The lake water was gently churning, and Lu Fan looked down to the bottom of the lake.
You can see a tiny light the size of a fingernail flickering at the bottom of the lake.
An extremely magnificent aura burst out from it.
Lu Fan slowly extended a finger, as if penetrating the barrier of Beiluo Lake, and touched the ray of golden light. A vast aura came over him.
A system prompt message suddenly popped up in front of me.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully condensing the prototype of the origin of the world. You will be rewarded with 100 points of disposable attributes and one experience of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation."
The prompt text that popped up from the system made Lu Fan raise his eyebrows.
"It turns out that the prototype of the origin of the world has been condensed, but it is only a prototype. To become the real origin of the world, it will take some time to absorb it."
Lu Fan smiled.
His attention was on the reward of "Experience of Heavenly Thunder Tribulation".
This was the first time Lu Fan had encountered such a reward.
Heavenly thunder tribulation... As the name suggests, it should be being struck by lightning.
This thing... is also considered a reward? However, Lu Fan did not choose to try it immediately. For a catastrophe like this heavenly thunder tribulation, Lu Fan still had to make a foolproof plan before choosing to experience it.
Thunder punishment...it sounds very exciting.
…
North County.
In the narrow valley.
Jiang Li, dressed in military uniform, stood on a high platform in the valley.
At the pass of the valley, the Black Dragon Guard held the Li Dao in his hand and stared intently.
Once an enemy invades the valley, they will launch a thundering attack to kill the enemy.
This kind of terrain is a natural obstacle for the Black Dragon Guards.
The bodies of Nanjun soldiers had already piled up at the pass. Jiang Li felt that Tang Baiyun should have learned a lesson.
"Tang Xiansheng is in the Imperial Capital, but he still plotted against me... Is he planning to trade my life for another's?"
Jiang Li narrowed his eyes.
In front of us is a 100,000-man army from Southern County, and behind us is a powerful army from Northern County.
This time, Jiang Li really encountered the biggest crisis since he joined the army.
He closed his eyes. “If General Bai were in this kind of danger, what would he do?”
Unfortunately, Jiang Li was very depressed because he really couldn't think of how to break out.
Although the Black Dragon Guard is strong, his spiritual energy will eventually be exhausted, and the remnants of his defeated troops are simply unable to tear open a breakthrough like a sharp arrow.
All he could do was wait for death slowly.
Jiang Li sat on the cold ground of Daping. The valley was very humid and the miasma was serious.
If the siege continues, it is only a matter of time before Jiang Li's troops are destroyed.
However, some wild beasts and wild fruits in the valley can also serve as food and fodder for the soldiers, so they can sustain them for some time.
"Report!"
"The Nanjun army is attacking again!"
A scout ran up to Jiang Li and bowed.
"Tang Baiyun still hasn't given up. He won't be able to take him down in such a short time..."
Jiang Li took a deep breath.
"General, this time it's not the Nanjun troops, but... a strange group of people wrapped in black robes and hoods."
The scout said.
"They are not soldiers from Nanjun, but they are all wearing black robes and hoods?"
Jiang Li frowned slightly.
He stood up, left Daping, and rushed to the pass at a rapid speed.
As I got closer, I could see those figures wrapped in black robes, with their sleeves hanging down. From their sleeves, poisonous snakes and poisonous insects flew out...
As soon as these poisonous snakes and poisonous insects spread, they quickly rushed into the valley.
He quickly rushed towards the Black Dragon Guards hiding among the trees.
Although the Black Dragon Guard had spiritual energy, he was still a human after all. After being bitten by the poisonous insect, his body began to show various symptoms, such as swelling and pus...
Some people even had their lips turn black and died suddenly after being bitten by poisonous snakes.
Jiang Li's eyes were bloodshot!
"Southern Barbarian Witchcraft?!"
“Damn it!”
"Barbarians?!"
"There are barbarians in the Nanjun army? Tang Baiyun, no... Tang Xiansheng actually dared to cooperate with the barbarians?!"
Even Jiang Li felt an unquenchable rage in his heart at this moment.
He stared at the valley pass and laughed triumphantly. He lifted his hood to reveal a barbarian head with rough patterns painted on it, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The armies of the Five Barbarians, including the Southern Barbarians and the Western Rong, have always been a major threat to the Zhou Dynasty.
At that time, even if Bai Fengtian was cursed for eternity, he still ordered the massacre of 300,000 Rong people.
And now... the Nanjun army is actually cooperating with the barbarians?! Jiang Li stood on the bluestone, his hand resting on the short sword at his waist.
This short sword was once Bai Fengtian's sword, but now it belongs to Jiang Li.
With a clanging sound, the dagger was unsheathed, and the sword body was still bright and dazzling.
"kill!"
At this moment, Jiang Li did not continue to retreat.
The 5,000 defeated soldiers in the valley burst into a fiery fighting spirit as if a raging fire was ignited the moment Jiang Li drew the sword from his waist.
The Black Dragon Guards also had bloodshot eyes as they rushed out from between the hidden trees.
These barbarians wrapped in black robes once again threw away the poisonous snakes, venomous insects and poisonous insects on the ground, and rushed out of the valley frantically.
Jiang Li bent the bow on the bluestone, pulled the string to its full extent, and suddenly shot an arrow through the chest of a barbarian. The huge force tore the black robe into pieces and nailed the barbarian to the ground.
And outside the valley.
The Nanjun army, which had been waiting, also launched a charge at Tang Baiyun's order.
Beijun Camp.
A scout rushed into the tent, tumbling and crawling.
"Report!"
The roar echoed throughout the tent.
Tan Tai Xuan narrowed his eyes.
"Reporting to the governor, the identities of the team that Nanjun sent into the valley again have been found out..."
"They were southern barbarians who were good at witchcraft. They used poisonous snakes and insects to poison the Black Dragon Guards and forced Jiang Li to launch an attack!"
The scout spoke very quickly.
When the words were spoken, the entire tent was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The scout was startled.
The next moment, he was picked up by Tan Tai Xuan.
"Are all your words true?!"
The scout turned pale with fright and nodded quickly.
"How dare Tang Baiyun, that bastard, collude with the barbarians to kill Jiang Li?"
"How can a hero like Jiang Li die at the hands of a bunch of barbarians?!"
"I fought desperately against the Rong soldiers, but Nanjun actually colluded with the barbarians to deal with my heroes of the Great Zhou!"
Inside the account.
Tan Tai Xuan's angry words suddenly exploded.
Mo Ju and Mo Beike also narrowed their eyes.
They did not dissuade Tan Tai Xuan. Even they felt it was a little unbelievable at this moment.
Nanjun colluding with the barbarians, this decision is definitely not something that Tang Baiyun can make, which means...
The one who made this decision was Tang Xiansheng! Tang Xiansheng in the Imperial Capital! Tan Taixuan's battle robe burned like fire. He drew out the knife from his waist and swung it violently, cutting off a corner of the table. He roared, "Damn it! What the hell is this alliance! Tang Baiyun, that bastard!"
"All the generals, listen to my orders!"
"Those who are not of our race must have different hearts! Nanjun is colluding with the barbarians, kill him!"
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