One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Li Tianyang's eyes moved slightly. He knew that the old man in front of him, known as "Chang Hai Ke", had been reincarnated again and again from an extremely ancient era to today, so he could recall the secrets of tens of thousands of years ago, and he could be called a living fossil of the human race.

Hearing the other party talk about the mysterious "Emperor Great Xia" at this moment, he lifted his spirits and listened carefully.

"...Emperor Qi of Great Xia, I don't know where he got the secret from. He has always firmly believed that there are towering cities overseas and advanced civilizations far surpassing the Central Plains, so he sent fleets to sea many times in search of the misty overseas fairy cities."

Canghaike said slowly, his tone was vicissitudes, and he seemed a little struggling.

Every word he said is a refinement of many reincarnation experiences. Such memories have a great load on the soul, and only ghosts and immortals who have nine lightning calamities can bear it.

"The fleet that went to sea either failed to return, or their whereabouts were unknown, and they did not achieve any results, so they were unknown to the world."

"However, although they did not discover overseas civilizations, they found many rich islands, and for various reasons, they lived on the islands, survived and grew from generation to generation, and eventually developed into an overseas loose cultivator force."

"This—" Li Tianyang was a little surprised, "The dispatched fleet turned out to be a force of its own, didn't the Emperor Daxia know about it? He never sent troops to destroy it?"

"I think Xia Qi should know about it. After all, many fleets have returned home." Canghaike closed his eyes slightly, looking a little tired.

"The overseas islands are scattered, and those casual cultivators can travel far by boat, and it is difficult to completely wipe them out, so Qi can only ignore them. In addition, he may also regard overseas as a way out."

"Retreat?" Li Tianyang exclaimed, and almost stood up. "The cause of Emperor Daxia's death is a mystery, and there are different opinions. Could it be that he didn't die? He fled overseas?"

"Qi is indeed dead, and he died right in front of me." Cang Haike couldn't help recalling the bright sunlight that scorched the world, and the shocking sword that killed the immortal, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

"However, the enlightenment is the way of qi and blood, and the vitality is extremely strong, but it is not so easy to be reborn from a drop of blood."

A series of shocking secrets made Li Tianyang speechless, and only Cang Haike's indifferent voice continued in the hall.

"I have been overseas for many years and have been investigating the islands in the South China Sea. I have detected the suspected whereabouts of Qi. Unfortunately, that guy hides very deeply and rarely shows up."

Li Tianyang was dumbfounded.

Tang Guo is now one against six, but he still has confidence, because the strength of both sides is similar, and the top combat power of the Six Nations was wiped out by Song Yun in the first battle, and he has not recovered yet.

But now Canghaike told him that behind the scattered cultivators in the South China Sea is Xia Qi, the emperor who ruled the world for 4 years, the martial arts powerhouse in the realm of immortality, how can he fight this?
"Rebirth from a drop of blood is not so easy. You lose [-]% of your strength directly. Xia Qi is no longer the same Xia Qi as before." Cang Haike saw Li Tianyang's thoughts and comforted him.

"A Martial Dao Immortal who has achieved strength is also an Immortal." Li Tianyang smiled wryly, and sighed old-fashionedly.

Although he is only in his 30s, his face is already wrinkled, his head has white hair, and he looks like he is 50 years old.

After all, he was pushed to the throne by Song Yun when he was a teenager. From a boy in a mountain village to the sky, he had to bear too many burdens, and he never had a stable life since then.

He and Gao Hanqing started practicing martial arts at the same time, but later he was busy with government affairs and had no time to practice.Gao Hanqing is already in the mid-stage of martial arts, and Li Tianyang took a panacea to become a martial artist, and the speed of cultivation cannot keep up with the speed of physical and mental aging.

Li Tianyang recalled the days of practicing martial arts in Anxi, it was actually a rare peaceful time in life, short but precious.

Because as a young man, he knew that there was one person in the city who could shelter from the wind and rain and kill all the enemies who invaded Anxi, so he never had to worry about anything.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and Li Tianyang said quietly: "If the master is still there, with his peerless talent, he may have become a martial arts immortal, and he may not be able to stop the Great Xia Emperor."

There are many masters who have taught the king of Tang martial arts, but no one dares to call himself the king teacher, because the one who enlightened the king of Tang martial arts is the mighty Anxi Rentu!
The "master" in Li Tianyang's mouth always refers to that one person.

At this moment, listening to the Tang King's emotion, Cang Haike's lips moved slightly, and there was a lot he wanted to say——

He wanted to say that the biggest threat was not the Great Xia Emperor, but the Immortal God hiding in the sky, Emperor Qi might have fallen into the control of the Immortal God.

He wanted to say, Tang Wang, your master has long been a martial artist, and even Emperor Qi died by his sword.

However, these words were so shocking that even Canghaike himself was dubious, wondering if there was a deviation in his long-term memory.

In the end, he just stood up, nodded slightly at Li Tianyang, and comforted him:

"Whether Emperor Qi is still alive is still unknown, and we may not have the most powerful people in charge."

"Keep going, the six countries are in frequent turmoil, and it's almost unbearable."

In the end, Canghaike solemnly emphasized: "Protect yourself and don't take off the jade pendant I gave you."

After finishing speaking, the old fisherman in a green cape came out of the hall tremblingly, his steps were a little weak, and everyone around him wanted to help him.

Canghaike is already very old, nearly a hundred years old, with hidden wounds all over his body, and his martial arts cultivation is not strong. It stands to reason that he should have dissected his own body and reincarnated to live again.

But he can't leave, the Tang Kingdom needs a Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortal to sit in the town, and the Nine Fire Flame Dragon alone can't stop the Six Kingdoms and Nanhai loose cultivators.

Cang Haike has a hunch that if this battle is lost, the human race will have no chance again.

With flashes of stature, the hunched figure disappeared into the palace, had already arrived outside Chang'an City, and was flying all the way south.

He was going to the southern front.

Along the way, I passed through several small towns, which were full of broken walls and ruins. The broken tiles all over the ground were blackened by the fire, and weeds stubbornly drilled out of the gaps in the broken tiles.

A small number of intact houses are also empty, with cobwebs hanging on the half-covered doors, and there is no sound in the black hole inside the door, only the wind blows the eaves and makes a low-pitched cry.

Beside the abandoned road, patches of land were fluffy and uplifted, and many bones covered with dust were exposed from the soil.

Cang Hai Ke flew in the air, and he had a panoramic view of the scene below.

This place is close to the front line. The troops of Chen Guo and Cai Guo have repeatedly attacked from behind. They fought fiercely with the Tang army here, turning nearly a hundred miles into scorched earth, and the people fled to death.

In the entire Tang Kingdom, only the part of the territory north of Chang'an and west of the desert was less affected by the war.

This is also thanks to the low profile of the Beiyuan Tartars in recent years.Back then, Uwe Chanyu went to Anxi to watch the enthronement ceremony, and witnessed the scene of Song Yun's sword beheading thousands of troops. It seemed that he was stimulated, and since then he restrained his subordinates and never made any large-scale attacks on Tang Dynasty.

Otherwise, Tang Guo would have faced more enemies, and might have collapsed long ago.

Canghaike was in a heavy heart. Although he comforted Li Tianyang just now, his judgment of the situation was not optimistic.

The Six Kingdoms had spared no expense in order to attack Tang, and Nanhai Loose Cultivators continued to support the masters in the field, obviously betting everything.

Tang Guo's hole cards are very few, and the new generation of Gao Hanqing and others have not fully grown up, and time waits for no one.

In the mood of sadness and anxiety, Canghaike, like Li Tianyang before him, began to think of the white-robed swordsman.

Looking at the devastation below, his cloudy eyes seemed to freeze, and he whispered softly:

"Where are you? Why haven't you come back?"

"This world is almost unbearable."

I accidentally fell asleep at night. . .Hurry up and make up a chapter