In the vast night sky, the dark wonton swallows the sky and locks the moon, the dull atmosphere seemed to be about to press on people's heads.

Above the Lu Palace, a white smoke rose up and rushed into the sky in an instant, turning into a human form, hiding in the black clouds and moving against the wind.

"Where to escape?"

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight figures chased out from the sky, guarding the surroundings of the air, as if they were to lay an unbreakable iron net to block all directions to escape.

"Wanjun Tianle Thunder Fist!"

Wan Junhou's fist was like thunder, thunder thundering in the void, and even the air was rippling.

"Thousands of miles through the clouds!"

Qianlihou's legs were as fast as lightning, penetrating layers of thick black clouds, as if they were about to kick the sky.

"Hundred Steps Dragon Palm!"

The palm of the Hundred Strategy Marquis is like a dragon that changes in all its changes, and the roar of dragons is faintly heard.

These are the only three remaining marquises in Lu State. They all have practiced the Tao for more than 800 years. Each of them has the great perfection of the Golden Elixir. When facing the True King of Nascent Soul, they are not afraid of it. They use their unique skills in their birth as soon as they take action.

"Good come!"

In a disdainful sneer, the figure hiding in the dark clouds seemed like a willow in the wind, floating in the air. The three marquises' full-strength attack completely fell, as if they were hit in the air.

After all, the strength is very different. Even though the three marquis tried their best, they couldn't even touch the corner of each other's clothes. Fortunately, the figure was not in love with the battle and turned into rolling smoke and dust floating with the wind. Obviously, they didn't want to stay here.

"The bold madman, assassinating the Lord, how can you let go?"

Daodezi made long roars, cutting through the vast night sky, and the righteous energy filled it, like a rolling tide rushing out, turning into thousands of swords and sword shadows in the air, containing the strong and yang aura, pouring towards the figure.

I am good at cultivating my righteous spirit!

Scholars can cultivate a righteous spirit in their hearts, which can kill demons, eliminate demons, and defeat enemies. They can restrain all things in the world.

As the leader of the Saint Confucian Sect and a monk in the realm of false infants, Daodezi has been raising the virtuous spirit in his chest for thousands of years. With a long roar, he can kill tens of thousands of low-priced monsters. Even if he is a monk in the same realm in front of him, he will be destroyed by the soul of the same level.

However, the figure was extraordinary. Although it was rippling in the long roar, there was a faint white smoke overflowing, and it was obviously shocked and even its body was a little slow, but there was no sign of disintegration.

"Everyone, come together!"

Marquis Wanjun let out a roar, swallowing and spitting out the golden elixir in his abdomen. The other Jindan True Lords followed closely behind. Some used their natal magical powers, some sacrificed the most powerful magic weapons, and some threw out powerful talismans, all bombarding the figure.

In an instant, the ink-stained sky seemed to explode one after another, embellishing the colorful night sky.

These changes were only free to react to them when they reached the Treasure Hall in an instant.

"No, there is an assassin, ready to shoot arrows!"

While Ji Changzi made a quick order, his hands had already begun to draw bows and shoot arrows. As a teacher at the Shengru Zong Shooting Academy, it was of course extraordinary in archery. The arrows in his hand shot out like pearls.

In an instant, nine arrows were released. Every time he said a word, a golden arrow shot out. This is also his unique skill of becoming famous, Nine Arrows.

Nine sharp arrows shot out in an instant, one arrow was as fast as an arrow, as if chasing clouds and fog. The back arrow caught up with the front arrow, and the nine arrows turned into a straight line, climbing upwards in momentum, falling towards the figure.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of archers shot arrows with bows and arrows. The arrows turned into meteor showers under the night sky and poured towards the figure. Although they were hundreds of feet away, the landing point was exactly the same.

These are all disciples of the Saint Confucian School of Shooting Academy. Each of them has the cultivation of foundation building or above. Moreover, their arrows are not unusual, and they are accompanied by various powerful talismans, including flame, ice, poison, explosion and other effects.

"assassin?"

Zhuang Huizi and Qing Lingzi looked at each other, and their faces were a little bad, especially Zhuang Huizi, who was the crown prince, had a cultivator in the Lu Kingdom Hall assassination, so the result was of course imagined.

At that moment, the two of them didn't care about anything and immediately rushed to the sky on the ground, chasing the human-shaped white smoke.

In the Lu King Palace, due to the assassination of the True King of the Nascent Soul, he was completely in chaos. The commander of the Imperial Guardian had mobilized the Imperial Guardian, and the Zhuge Divine Crossbow arranged around the King Palace was also activated.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

White lights swept through the sky, and the sound of arrows and crossbows rose everywhere in the Lu Palace. Zhuge Divine Crossbow is a masterpiece of the Holy Artifact Sect. Its range is not as good as the Thousand Mile Passing Cloud Crossbow, but it is more flexible and has no less lethality. It can easily shoot the Jindan True Lord, which is also quite threatening to the weaker Nascent Soul Cultivator.

"Ho huh!"

Outside the Lu Palace Hall, twelve mechanical beasts were aroused and made a low roar, pounced towards the human-shaped white smoke in the air, and all the methods were used to bite and snatch, spitting fire, wind knife and ice arrows.

The seventh-level mechanical beast is refined by the Holy Artifact Sect and used to guard the King's Palace in Lu Palace. It will not be activated until life and death are alive. However, once it is activated, it will never die. Unless all mechanical beasts are destroyed, they will fight to the death until the enemy is completely destroyed.

It can be said that with Lu's current defensive ability, it is enough to be called solid. If a monk below the Nascent Soul dares to offend him, he will definitely be dead and will never be able to survive for a moment.

However, the figure had the cultivation of Nascent Soul after all. Although he was too tired to deal with it under the siege and could not get out of it for a short time, it was obviously impossible to kill this person.

"ah!"

A shrill scream sounded, and the rolling white smoke condensed in the sky, transforming into a palm and slapped it down, actually smashing the golden elixir commanded by the imperial guards.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two seventh-level mechanical beasts were slapped by Baiyan's giant palms and turned into powder in the night sky. These mechanical beasts were all refined with the hardest bones of the seventh-level monsters. After a light slap in Baiyan's palm, they actually completely cracked.

"White Smoke Handprint?"

"You are Bai Yan, the butler of Tianxuan Mansion?"

An old and hoarse voice came, and it looked like a rolling thunder in the void. The figure hiding in the black clouds couldn't help but shocked, as if he was almost unable to hide his Xingzang, and white smoke was gushing out of his body.

At this time, in front of the Hundred Treasure Hall, Zhu Yong, the great elder of the Holy Artifact Sect, drew his sword and rose up. His eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly opened. The two gazes burst out with dazzling light, like two rounds of scorching sun, which could cleanse and destroy all the illusions. The sound just now was obviously made by him.

However, this sound fell into everyone's ears, as if it was thunder on the ground, and they couldn't help but be shocked, and they couldn't tell whether they were afraid or angry.

Bai Yan, Zhu Yong, was not mentioned this name, and no one would have thought of it in a hurry. However, when he was telling the name, and with the assassin's unpredictable methods, he seemed to be proficient in Bai Yan's tree species magical powers. He was simply a lice on the bald man's head. He understood most clearly. This person would definitely not be wrong. He was definitely Bai Yan, the butler of Tianxuan Mansion.

"Bai Yan, I really have such a courage to assassinate Duke of Lu. Can Beidou Tianxuan Mansion ignore the king's law?"

Daodezi was full of anger. The so-called "eating the king's fortune and loyalty" matter, the king was assassinated in person, which was an unforgivable serious crime for him.

Zhuang Huizi was also full of grief and anger, and shouted sadly: "Bai Yan, assassinating the king and father is irreconcilable. Even if you can sacrifice your life today, you will not let you leave Lu Palace."

Just now, he already understood the whole story. Bai Yan assassinated Duke of Lu in the King's Palace, and there was no news from his father and father. It was obviously a great disaster. Although their father and son had a rift, filial piety was respected. After all, they were all his fathers. If they really encountered an unexpected situation, how could they not avenge the murder of their father?

"Tianxuan Mansion is really too bullying. Kill Bai Yan to avenge the king."

"If you fight hard, you will sacrifice your life and avenge your lord!"

"Go together, don't let this guy go."

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At present, headed by the three marquises of Lu, all the important officials of the court became angry. Lu has always governed the country with Confucianism, and has the moral concept of the king being humiliated and his ministers. When facing a true king of Yuanying, they seemed to be afraid. After all, there were thirty Zhuge divine crossbows, after all, there were ten seventh-level mechanical beasts, after all, there were many masters of the Saint Confucian Sect and the Saint Artifact Sect, after all, there were all Jindan masters such as the Three Marquis of Lu, etc.

After such a calculation, it seems that there is too much to rely on to make anyone forget their timidity, and even to muster up the courage to concentrate their efforts to besiege a true king of Yuanying.

Many ants bite the elephant to death, and not to mention that those who can fight on the spot are not weak ants. Although it is impossible to defeat the enemy, when the magic power of the Nascent Soul True King is exhausted, it is his death date.

However, it is not easy to exhaust the magic power of the True King of Nascent Soul. In less than half a cup of tea, all the beasts were killed or injured. Without these cannon fodders that act as meat shields, it would be difficult to ensure stable output, which would be extremely dangerous.

However, it can be seen that Bai Yan is also unwilling to fight. When he tore open the trapped invisible iron net, he will definitely escape thousands of miles in an instant, and all the efforts ahead will be gone.

"Bai Yan, don't want to escape!"

Zhu Yong had already jumped up, as if he was stepping on a meteor, and he drew his sword and slashed out like lightning. The sword light burst out with a dazzling light, like a white pony that cut through the night, falling from the void of the nine heavens, filled with awe-inspiring divine power.

Strolling on the meteor, the sword falls like a Milky Way falling to the sky!

If the disciples of the Holy Artifact Sect know the origin of this sword, the name Yue Xinghe Spirit Sword is a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it is also a defective spiritual weapon. Of course, this is also a proud work of Ou Zhizi.

Ou Zhizi is a seventh-level weapon refiner, and he has the only remaining fruit in the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, but he has never given up on impacting the eighth-level weapon refiner and wants to truly refine a spiritual weapon, but this is not easy. So far, he has tried to refine seven or eight low-grade spiritual weapons, but all of them have failed, and most of them have been auctioned to recover their costs.

However, Ou Zhizi did not sell this Galaxy Spirit Sword, but was given to the great elder Zhu Yong to maintain the combat effectiveness of the sect.

The sect leader of the Holy Artifact Sect is approaching and has not been concerned about the world for many years, but there are five elders. The three elders of the Gan Jiang Moye Gongshu squad are all famous weapon refining masters, while Yue Niang is responsible for the sales of magic weapons of the sect, including the procurement of weapon refining materials.
Chapter completed!