I said Dongli in adversity

Chapter 157 Three passes to the imperial city robbery

In the Beichen Palace, I dipped my pen in ink and wrote down my longings on the silk. From time to time in the study, there were a few dull coughs.

After finishing writing, Yu Jiefei packed the two letters separately, handed them to the waiter beside him, and picked up the fan again.

The waiter said nothing. After receiving the two letters, he immediately exited the study and disappeared without a trace.

"Hong, I'm sorry, I have to miss my appointment again this time."

Looking out the window, it seems that this part of the world has also sensed the coming war. Dark clouds cover the sky, thunder roars, and there is an ominous atmosphere.

"Huang'er, I'm sorry, this is the only way I can accompany you as my teacher. In the end, you still have to continue on this road by yourself, cough cough cough."

"Bai Yuheng, I just hope that Yu Jiefei has not miscalculated his weight in your heart."

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In the Glazed Fairyland, a sudden west wind came for no reason. Su Huanzhen, who was looking at the map, was stunned for a moment, and then a look of sadness appeared on his face.

Next to Su Huanzhen, Qu Shitu noticed Su Huanzhen's stiffness for a moment, his brows furrowed for a moment, and then he relaxed: "Is it time?"

"Yes, the time has come." Su Huanzhen sighed, "I just hope everything goes well and that the time they have fought for will not be wasted."

Afterwards, Su Huanzhen walked out of the Glazed Fairyland, with Dao Kuang and Sword Chi silently accompanying him behind him.

"Friend, please inform the Awakening One on your behalf."

"Don't worry, although my bones are old, it's still okay to run errands."

"Thank you."

Su Huanzhen whispered, stepped forward, and then disappeared with Ye Xiaochai.

"Tsk, tsk, the world is in turmoil, but the word "peace" is the fastest, alas."

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In the northern corner of Tiandu, Beichen Imperial City, when the sky and earth were shrouded in haze, a giant beast, a blindfolded boy, walked slowly forward with a halberd in hand in the north of the palace.

Suddenly, three arrows flew towards him, and the boy who gave birth to his son tilted his ears slightly. The halberd carried the force of wind and thunder, destroying all the arrows in the future.

Beichen Qingfeng descended from the sky, a figure wearing a war robe, carrying a blue dragon bow, and the sound of poetry echoed around the world.

"Chu songs are played, war drums are clamoring, army flags are flying, and rivers of blood are drifting; the sun is dawning, the king's power is handed over, the generals are in front, and the country is enshrined; the people look up, the ministers hang their waists, the dragon robes are inlaid, and the Qianqiu dynasty."

"Beichen Yin."

No. 1 of the Beichen Dynasty, but there was no emotion at all in the words of Shesheng Tongzi. As soon as the halberd danced, the wind and clouds surged, and the momentum was so strong that even Beichen Yin felt unspeakable pressure.

"Ahead of the northern corner, the demons are forbidden to move!"

As he finished speaking, the king's figure moved and his sword followed him. In a flash, the sword opened the underworld.

With a bang, the swords and halberds clashed for the first time. The aftermath was rippled in all directions, and the sword light continued to scatter and fly into the distance.

In close combat, every move blocks the opportunity to strike. The sword is so fast that the eyes can't see it, and its sharp edge is brilliant. One sword is faster than the other, like a violent storm, leaving no gaps.

"Not enough, you, far from enough!"

The movement of the wolf smoke and halberd immediately triggered the wind and thunder, which knocked back the former with a thump.

"Thunderbolt style!"

The next moment, there was a lightning strike, and the thunder that broke through the air separated the heaven and the earth and reached directly in front of Tian Xi.

"Ice Sword Style!"

The ice sword energy poured out with Beichen Yin's sword, and there was a loud bang. Beichen Yin took three steps back, and blood was seen from the tiger's mouth.

But Beichen Yin was unyielding, and the turning sword light swept over again, the sword light was shining, fierce and life-threatening.

Knowing that behind him is the place that he is determined to protect in this life, and has his own dreams in this life, Beichen Yin does not give an inch, and the constantly intertwining figures bring out dazzling brilliance.
"You are not my opponent."

The figure of the Shesheng boy flashed past, avoiding the sword light, and raised his hand to strike again. Beichen Yin waved his sword to block him, and thunder and lightning came together, adding more injuries.

Overflowing blood continued to drip down the sword's edge, but King Tianxi was unwilling to take even a step back. As a member of the Beichen Dynasty and Beichen Qingfeng in this life, he could only fight until the last moment. "Nianhuahuazhiqi!"

As soon as the move rose and fell, Beichen Yin used his left hand again, pointing his energy as a secret move, and attacked the boy Shesheng. However, although the boy Shesheng could not see, his perception was sharp. Wind and thunder gathered on the halberd, and he hit the incoming move. In the aftermath, he saw another move. A splash of vermilion.

"Come again!"

Stabilizing his body with his sword on the ground, Beichen Yin snorted coldly, turned the sword in his hand, and swung down again with its sharp edge!

However, as he stared, blood spattered everywhere, and the wolf smoke halberd left a deep scar on Bei Chenyin's left shoulder.

He waved his hand to seal the wound, stepped forward, and struck out with his sword again. Seeing Cang Huang's clearing move, the endless sword energy roared and surged, engulfing Shesheng.

The power of the sword is impressive. Shesheng stepped on it and instantly lost his body. The wolf smoke halberd was struck by wind and thunder, and the strike was unparalleled. At the same time, bursts of muffled thunder could be heard in the sky.

One of the three levels, he is the guardian of the Path of Absolution. Previously, the Path of Absolution was originally called the Path of Killing, and the Boy Abusing Life was also the most murderous person among the three levels.

"what!"

Thunder energy entered the body, blood spattered, Beichen Yin stepped back, and the door opened wide.

Sheshengtongzi suddenly changed his attack, and with a swish of his halberd, Beichen Yin flew away. He heard another muffled grunt, leaving a line of blood in the air.

"Unbelievable!"

The Shesheng boy carried the Wolf Smoke Halberd behind him, passed by the seriously injured Beichen Yin, and continued walking forward.

And just after Shesheng boy left, a figure in gray robe followed closely.

"It's you, Holy Trace!"

Bei Chenyin, who was still barely conscious, looked at the people who had arrived, coughing up blood, and slowly stood up relying on his sword.

"It's been a long time seeing you, King Tianxi."

Sheng Zong looked at Bei Chenyin, who was seriously injured in front of him, and the Wuyi Sword appeared, "How about we meet each other and I'll see you off in person?"

"The lackey of the alien world, Beichen Yin, if you want to take this life, do it according to your ability!"

"It's not impossible!"

The Holy Trace said something floatingly, and the Wuyi Sword was about to kill him in an instant. At this moment, a luxurious Buddhist instrument fell from the sky and landed between the two of them. The Holy Trace was surprised to hear the familiar poem number——

"Thousands of years of practicing together, the boat is missing a sail; boundless sinking, but the sea of ​​​​fa is sailing!"

"you again?!"

Missing a boat and sailing!

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To the east of Beichen Imperial City, Yuan Huo Tianhuang slowly wiped away the blood on the blade of his knife. Behind him, there were several corpses crawling.

The robes were covered with blood, and the lives that were being lost constantly made the man who was barely standing crumbling at the moment.

Beichen looked at his two fallen sons and was about to say something, but blood vomited out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"Beichen, Beichen...Beichen Emperor's power has defeated the bandits!"

The last bit of strength turned into the last move in this life, just for the place that was in my heart and reluctant to leave.

However, at the end of the strong crossbow, it cannot enter Lu Zhen; when the wind is weak, it cannot raise feathers.

What's more, the demon in front of me is an unshakable mountain.

After one move, all life was gone, leaving only a long sword on the verge of breaking, supporting the body of the Great Emperor of the Beichen Dynasty from falling.

"Beichen! Ten thousand years!"

The blood is still flowing...

The great prince of the Beichen Dynasty, although he had died, still glared angrily at Yuan Huo Tianhuang.

(End of this chapter)