"You're all so old, why can't you just settle down!"
"Zhang He, if you're too scared to go up there, then get the hell back here!"
"Liu Kou, can't I even complain a little before I'm about to go?"
"So what if you're dead? Stop talking nonsense!"
"Damn it, you're the most open-minded of all!"
"Alright, stop talking nonsense."
Remember this, everyone cover your faces.
Our motto is simple: We'd rather kill than cripple!
"Do you think Boss Lan will recognize us?"
"Isn't that obvious? There would be no way he wouldn't recognize us!"
"What a pity, this knife of mine will ultimately fall into the hands of our own people!"
"These scoundrels are nothing but traitors! All the lackeys of the immortal sects deserve to die!"
"Have you finished talking? If you're done, get ready to hit the road!"
Seven strange figures moved forward close to the base of the palace wall.
The clothes worn by these seven people looked very ordinary, but they were also very neat.
Only one of them had a tattered black brocade robe, through which one could vaguely see white, fleshy fat.
None of the seven men were carrying knives; one held a sword, while the man in the black brocade robe was unarmed.
If there's anything in common, it's that all seven of them have gray hair and black masks covering their faces.
The face towels were of different sizes, and the tears on them looked like they had been chewed by a dog.
But none of that matters anymore.
Seven streams of killing intent emanated a dazzling, fluorescent glow.
The seven seemingly unremarkable people vanished like ghosts at the base of the wall.
......
It’s over!
At Chengtianmen Wengcheng, Chen Kang, already at a disadvantage, was filled with despair.
At this moment, he didn't think there would be any reinforcements.
But the next second, he froze.
Those seven murderous figures completely surrounded the opposing tenth-grade Dharma Image.
Seven attacks occurred simultaneously.
The tenth-grade Dharma Image Perfection cultivator, fully armored, was killed on the spot before he could even react.
After killing the tenth-grade Dharma Image Perfection cultivator, the seven did not linger and went straight for the tenth-grade Dharma Image Perfection cultivator who was fighting against the Heavenly Dragon Guard Master Wang Defa.
Chen Kang didn't even have time to react when they left.
Who are these seven people...?
These brothers are so decisive, and their killing move is so simple.
The technique carries the bloodthirsty aura of the military.
But when did the military have such a strong leader?
With their strength, even if they cannot become the leader of a guard, they are more than qualified to be the deputy leader of a guard.
I shouldn't have no impression of such people at all!
"Chen Kang, what are you standing there for, you idiot?"
"Gather manpower and resources, form an army, and fight the enemy!"
Wang Defa's roar pulled Chen Kang back to reality.
"Form ranks!"
Chen Kang only then realized that the battle was not over yet.
......
On the other side, Wang Defa roared as he charged toward his enemy.
He had a vague idea of who the visitor was.
Before taking command of the Heavenly Dragon Guard, he had trained in the Northern Frontier.
Lan Zhan has a special unit under his command.
The unit was codenamed "Lone Battalion," but it actually numbered as many as 10,000.
The isolated battalion is separate from all other units and is directly under the command of the Blue Army.
The soldiers of the isolated camp were all orphans, and their behavior was like that of a lone wolf in the North.
Their people are constantly carrying out the most dangerous missions.
This is why, despite recruiting more members every year, the number of soldiers in the isolated camp can only barely be maintained at around 10,000.
After that incident twenty years ago, Lan Zhan stepped down, and the isolated camp disintegrated overnight.
No one knows where those isolated soldiers went.
Everything about them is unfamiliar to the outside world.
Even Wang Defa could only guess the identity of the person in front of him because he had been saved by a powerful figure from a lone camp and could sense the same aura.
An isolated camp has always been like this.
Wang Defa also knew the purpose of their visit.
The city that disappeared twenty years ago is an indelible pain in the hearts of millions of soldiers in the northern frontier.
With eight against one, the outcome was naturally a foregone conclusion.
The royal family member at the peak of Dharma Image level was directly blasted apart in mid-air.
"Another explosion?"
"He's a bit too fragile!"
"That brat over there seems to recognize us. Should we take him out too?"
"It's feasible!"
"Alright, stop scaring the little guy."
"continue?"
"How about we shout some slogans?"
"Forget it, let's not shout anymore, that's too stupid!"
"That's right, the slogans Zhang He comes up with are always like those of an idiot!"
"Liu Kou, you fucking want to fight?"
"Liu Kou, Zhang He wants to fight you, and I think it's a good idea!"
"I also want to see who's stronger."
"I think we could have a father-son game!"
Although the group of seven was chatting casually, they moved extremely fast.
Without any delay, they continued their charge towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony after killing the people.
People who came from isolated camps are indeed not mentally stable!
Wang Defa shook his head with a wry smile, but still followed.
......
"These bastards are practically asking for death!"
A pair of eyes, fixed intently on the battlefield.
Blood streaks spread like a spider web.
Since the start of the war, three cultivators who had reached the Perfection of Dharma Form have died.
These people are all genuine royal elites.
Maya Ancestor, what are you thinking?!
The veins on the palm of his tall figure holding the folding fan were already bulging.
But no matter how much he wanted to make a move, he couldn't now.
......
"These idiots, their brains are full of shit."
"Why not enjoy a good life instead of getting involved in this mess!"
On the battlefield of Taihe Hall, Lan Zhan muttered something.
But the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.
The soldiers I trained should have this kind of fighting spirit.
"kill!"
As if in response to the aura of the seven people, the blood flames burning on Lan Zhan's body grew even stronger.
The rule in the northern frontier is: either don't fight, or fight to the death.
Now that I've made my move, I have no intention of surviving.
Blue War's blade cuts into the battlefield with an even more resolute stance.
As for Zhou Tianxiong and the other two, they followed behind Lan Zhan.
The rhythm of the battlefield was completely disrupted.
The disadvantages faced by the Great Zhou royal family are rapidly widening.
A collapse is only a matter of time.
This scene made Zhou Moye want to grind her teeth to pieces.
When did there become so many powerful people in this world?
When did these people become so united?!
What makes the Jixia Academy so appealing?
These perfect Dharma forms should rightfully be under the command of the Great Zhou imperial family.
The Jixia Academy, Li Fan, Chen Kui, and the Northern Frontier Immortal-Slaying Sword—these unstable factors must all be eliminated.
In this world, there are no disobedient martial artists.
......
Grandpa, look! There's a rainbow in the sky!
In an attic on a long street, a child points to the sky.
The old man pulled the child back, then said with a complicated expression, "Silly child, that's not a rainbow, that's a celestial being from heaven!"
They are the sole rulers of this world.
The old man had witnessed this scene twice before today.
One time was more than 20 years ago.
A rainbow arched across the palace as the Great Zhou Emperor, Zhou Dingtian, passed away.
The second time was four years ago.
A rainbow arched across the palace, bringing with it the lingering memory of a blood-soaked night in the capital.
That night, many people living near Chengtianmen died.
As a survivor of that night, the old man felt only awe and fear towards the immortal.
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