"Refuse to accept the imperial edict?"

Han Diao Si's face changed greatly: "Do you want three thousand Xuanjia troops to be buried with you?"

"Buried with him? Just you, a eunuch?"

An angry shout was like thunder, exploding in Jubei City at this moment.

Reject the outside of Beicheng.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

I saw it at the end of the yellow sand.

Thousands of cavalry were wearing armor and their horses were galloping, heading straight for Jubei City.

no more, no less.

A total of three thousand rides!

Three thousand Xuanjia troops stopped outside Jubei City.

They all hold one hand on the handle of the sword at their waist.

One of the leading generals gave orders to his cavalrymen.

"Give me the order."

"Seal down Jubei City."

"Without His Highness's will, no one is allowed to set foot in Jubei City."

"If anyone disobeys the order, behead him!"

"As you command!"

Three thousand Xuanjia troops will reject Beicheng's tight package.

At this moment, a cavalryman who was fighting on the battlefield and full of murderous intent was holding the saber at his waist.

All of them are standing on horseback and holding a sword.

Han Diao Si, the eunuch in Jubei City, saw this scene.

His face suddenly changed.

He looked at Fusu, who was dressed in white and snowy.

He said coldly: "What does His Highness Fusu mean?"

Fusu put his hand on the hilt of the sword on his waist.

Looking at the eunuch in python robe in front of him.

He said calmly: "Han Diao Temple, this is Jubei City, not your capital palace!"

"Here, I have the final say!"

As he spoke, he slowly drew out the sword from his waist.

He said coldly: "Three thousand Xuanjia troops, draw your swords and enter the city!"

Yuan Baixiong, the commander of the Xuanjia Army holding a big halberd at the side, suddenly showed a look of joy on his face.

He jumped up to the top of the city.

He said loudly to the three thousand Xuanjia troops outside the city: "Your Highness has an order."

"Three thousand Xuanjia troops, draw your swords and enter the city!"

Only the sound of the uniform collision of sword scabbards was heard outside the city.

A cold light shone into Jubei City.

Han Diao Si, the python-robed eunuch, saw this.

He said in a deep voice: "Your Highness Fusu, you are going to rebel!"

Fusu touched the hilt of the sword on his waist.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Clang."

The sword on his waist was slowly unsheathed.

A cold light shone on Han Diao Si's face.

Fusu holds a three-foot long sword.

He said coldly: "You are right."

"Your Highness wants to rebel!"

Three thousand Xuanjia troops rode into the city with swords drawn.

The entire Jubei City was filled with murderous aura at this moment.

Han Diao Si looked around.

He said in a deep voice: "Your Highness Fusu, although our family is not a first-class martial arts master, we only rely on your mere three thousand Xuanjia army."

"I'm afraid it won't be easy to save our family's lives."

In today's world, Da Qin dominates the world.

There are countless martial arts masters among them.

However, most of these martial arts masters are inferior.

For this reason, the world divides martial arts into six realms.

Its pinnacle is the terrestrial immortals who are comparable to the immortals in the sky.

The second is the first level and three realms.

The three first-level realms from high to low are Dragon Elephant Realm, Moving Mountain Realm, and King Kong Realm.

Under the third realm, there are second-grade minor masters and third-grade warriors.

A second-level little grandmaster has achieved some success in martial arts, but his strength is not as good as that of a first-level or third-level master.

But he is not even a bit stronger than a third-level martial artist who has been in martial arts for a long time.

And the eunuch in front of him was wearing a python robe.

He is the leading second-grade little grandmaster in the capital.

The pocket flying sword in Han Diao Si's hand floats.

There was a cold look on his face.

The breath in his body began to rise.

The realm of the second-grade martial arts master is fully revealed.

If placed in an ordinary place.

Not to mention he is a second-grade martial arts master.

Even a third-grade martial artist can be considered a master.

But this is Jubei City.

Even Han Diao Si, who is a second-grade minor master, cannot take it lightly.

When Han Diao Temple exudes the aura of martial arts.

Yuan Baixiong on the top of the city shouted angrily.

Jumping down from the city with a big halberd in hand.

He stood in front of Fusu.

The euphorbia in his hand is held horizontally in front of him.

A whole body of cultivation burst out.

Second grade little grandmaster!

However, compared to Han Diao Temple, Yuan Baixiong's martial arts aura is a bit superficial.

"I just stepped into the rank of second-grade minor grandmaster."

"You really think you can be on equal footing with our family!"

Han Diao Si glanced at Yuan Baixiong with a look of disdain on his face.

As a well-known expert in the capital.

He had already penetrated Yuan Baixiong's realm.

Although the latter is also a second-grade minor master.

But compared to myself, it is far worse.
To be continued...