The Art of the Great Sword

Fang Qingyang soon realized that Old Man Ye was going to settle a score with Jiang Ding.

His expression changed slightly, Jiang Ding had received a ray of luck to become a saint, and since he was in the Liu Clan, he could be said to be extremely safe.

Although Old Man Ye also has a ray of luck to become a saint, even if he reaches the holy realm, it will be difficult for him to go against the entire Liu clan.

At this time, the Liu Clan and Jiang Ding should have entered the last secret territory. Old Man Ye will not be able to meet them for a while, and he has only been gone for a day. If I catch up, I should be able to catch up... As soon as Fang Qingyang thought of this, he immediately rushed outside.

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Chiyue Dynasty.

Imperial City.

"brush!"

Another batch of heads fell to the ground.

This is already the seventh batch of soldiers who have arrived for reinforcements.

Murong Jiu stood expressionless at the entrance of the palace, with rivers of blood flowing in front of his eyes, corpses piled up into hills, and broken limbs scattered on the ground, which was shocking.

"Murong Jiu!"

In the distance, a prince in the divine realm wearing armor shouted, "If you dare to kill the king, the entire Chiyue Dynasty will not let you go. Even if we have a breath, we will hunt you down until the end of the world!"

He was the general of the Scarlet Moon Dynasty, and he was once Murong Jiu's fierce enemy, but now he couldn't even make a simple move in front of him.

The reason is very simple. Murong Jiu absorbed the luck of becoming a saint and reached the holy realm.

Once you enter the holy realm, you will have two levels of existence with the princely realm. One is heaven and the other is earth. A saint can control the life and death of princes with a single thought.

The Chiyue Dynasty was very strong and united. They had sent out troops many times, which made the Sword Dynasty miserable. If Murong Jiu had not been ordered to lead the army in times of crisis, the Sword Dynasty's power would have been gradually eroded.

This is also the scariest thing about the Chiyue Dynasty.

Cruel and ruthless!

Things must be done to achieve their goals.

Therefore, even if Murong Jiu killed batch after batch of guards, there would still be people coming over to protect him.

"You are blessed to have such a loyal minister."

Murong Jiu turned to look at the emperor behind him. His hands and feet had been broken and he was paralyzed on the ground. His eyes were full of anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

"If you give me a saint from the Chiyue Dynasty, I will definitely kill your Sword Dynasty to pieces."

The emperor shouted.

"Wrong, I'm not here to represent the Sword Dynasty."

Murong Jiu looked sinister, "Do you still remember the battle in Blackwater City? My eldest brother Fang Xuanxiao disappeared because of you. Since then, I have been thinking about it. Sooner or later, I will kill you all. I will let me Murong Jiu’s flag is flying above the Imperial Palace of the Scarlet Moon Dynasty!”

The emperor smiled ferociously, "Hahaha, you become a king and lose a bandit. You enter the holy realm and crush us with your power. I have nothing more to say, but... don't be too proud, there is reincarnation in the way of heaven... .”

"kill!"

Another group of guards gathered into a team and attacked fiercely.

The emperor looked pained, waved his hands and shouted, "Stand back, all of you, stand down for me, you are dying in vain!"

Those guards refused to retreat even to the death, their iron-blooded killing intent gathering.

Murong Jiu was a general who led troops to fight, so he naturally appreciated this, so he took action again and killed these guards.

"Knowing that you can't do something and doing it is indeed worthy of admiration."

Murong Jiu said calmly, "Send the order and release Jiang Yin."

The emperor stared hard and did not agree.

"brush."

Murong Jiu flicked his finger, and a terrifying force was placed on his neck. With just a little force, it could penetrate his head and kill him.

"Jiang Yin, brought it."

There was a commotion below. Some people were afraid that Murong Jiu would really kill someone, so they hurriedly went to the prison to bring Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin was dressed in rags, as thin as firewood, and was tortured to the point of disgrace, but only one of his eyes was still firm and sharp, shining with a cold light.

"What, are you about to be executed?"

Jiang Yin laughed loudly, "Come on then, there is no prince in our Sword Dynasty who is afraid of death!"

"Prince."

Although Jiang Yin was the former prince, Murong Jiu still called him that.

"Huh? Murong Jiu?"

Although Jiang Yin has been imprisoned for many years, his momentum remains undiminished.

The moment he saw Murong Jiu, a bright light burst out from his eyes, and he was extremely excited.

There are only two possibilities for seeing Murong Jiu here.

One, he was also captured.

Second, he committed suicide here.

Apparently it's the latter.

Could it be that our Sword Dynasty is now so strong that we can kill the Chiyue Dynasty palace... Jiang Yin was very excited.

"Kill him for me, don't... let the tiger go back to his mountain!"

The emperor was obviously aware of Jiang Yin's prestige. Once he was allowed to return to the Sword Dynasty and be crowned emperor, the Chiyue Dynasty would never have a good life again.

"It seems that you don't quite understand the current situation."

Murong Jiu lifted the emperor up and said calmly, "From today on, the Chiyue Dynasty will bow to Jiang Yin and pay tribute every year. This will save your royal family from death."

The emperor smiled ferociously, "Dream, our Red Moon Dynasty will never surrender..."

"laugh!"

Before he finished speaking, Murong Jiu pinched his neck.

"You, the royal family of the Scarlet Moon Dynasty, are secretly collaborating with the demon clan. I am willing to let you go, which is already a great mercy. You actually think you are still able to bargain with me?"

"If we can't reach an agreement..."

Murong Jiu sneered, and then glanced at the other members of the royal family, "Now that the emperor is dead, let's change someone and continue the talks!"

The group of princes were silent and numb.

Talk?

How to talk?

If you agree to Murong Jiu's conditions, even if you don't lose your country, you will be a sinner for all eternity!

"If no one in your entire royal family is willing to talk, then I will kill you all and change another family to control the government."

Murong Jiu sneered.

"Talk, talk!"

A prince came up under great pressure. He looked at Murong Jiu carefully, then lowered his head, with a face full of humiliation, "I, the Red Moon Dynasty, am willing to respect Jiang Yin..."

"Very good, from now on, you are the emperor of the Red Moon Dynasty."

Murong Jiu patted the man on the shoulder, "There is no need to fight for hegemony. Your Red Moon Dynasty has few resources, and has been fighting for years. The people are complaining... Think about it from another angle. Even if you can't expand the territory, you can make the people full and happy, so you may not be a wise ruler!"

The prince became the emperor inexplicably. Facing Murong Jiu's words, he naturally didn't dare to refute anything and kept saying yes.

A saint, the pressure is too strong.

"Look at me and kill you!"

The angry general of the Godly Realm rushed up, Murong Jiu glanced at him, and slapped him casually, instantly slapping his body into pieces and turning it into blood mist.

In the field, everyone trembled, and no one dared to say anything against it.

"Prince, no... Your Majesty, welcome home!"

Murong Jiu smiled.

It is a good thing that the Sword Dynasty can welcome back a wise ruler.

As for the internal affairs of the Sword Dynasty, Jiang Ding no longer cares about it. Once Jiang Yin returns, he will surely regain power with the momentum of breaking the army.

Revenge, welcome back the wise ruler...

Murong Jiu's purpose of this trip has been achieved.