Qianfeng City is the imperial city of the Zixiao Dynasty.

As its name suggests, this city is surrounded by mountains, with a complex terrain and steep mountains. It is a natural place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

But at this moment, Qianfeng City, which is as solid as a god, is surrounded by endless beast tide. Looking around, every mountain range and every peak are full of dark spiritual beasts, rushing towards Qianfeng City crazily.

The number of these spirit beasts is unknown. They are like an ocean, constantly spreading in all directions. Wherever they pass, dense forests are trampled, hillsides are flattened, and everything turns into messes and fragments all over the ground.

What's more, in the place where the beast tide was raging, there was a bloody smell, which was disgustingly thick. The breath lingered in the void, like the substance, making the space extremely lush.

The speed of the beast tide was too fast and its scale was terrifying. When the crowd reacted, the beast's hooves had already broken the city gate and began to rush and kill.

The Zixiao Dynasty had twenty-three cities. In just half a day, ten cities were destroyed, and the remaining thirteen cities were struggling to support them, but they were still in decline.

As the imperial city of the Zixiao Dynasty, a large number of refugees have gathered in Qianfeng City. They have built heavy defenses, either by arrows or holding swords, just to defend the last pure land.

Rumble!

Finally, a tide of beasts surged.

The moment tens of thousands of spiritual beasts launched a charge, the entire earth was trembling, and the violent aura that rushed towards them easily destroyed the psychological defenses of the warriors. Before they could take action, the beast claws were printed into their pupils.

"Take a move and stop these beasts!" A master of earth spirit roared angrily. After his words, countless warriors took action. The light of spirit spreads everywhere, and various offensives were released without reservation. However, the moment they entered the beast tide, they only caused a faint wave.

Just as the crowd was about to reorganize the offensive, in the beast tide, roars burst out, and the spirit beasts rushed to the city wall like crazy, one after another, and each impact made the heavy city wall tremble.

"As long as we can stop this wave of beast tide, Qianfeng City will last forever!" There were people in the crowd shouting loudly. Unfortunately, as soon as they finished these words, cold beast shadows swept down from the sky, with sharp claws and sharp claws directly tore their chests.

Then, under the horror of the crowd, the bodies of those people were lifted up high, blood spilled, and internal organ fragments fell and stained on the city walls. It was impossible to tell whether they belonged to humans or spiritual beasts.

There are tens of thousands of spiritual beasts on the ground, and their momentum can shake the world, but compared to them, spiritual beasts in the sky are more threatening. Every time they dive, they can plunder countless lives.

Under such an offensive, the warriors in Qianfeng City were completely in chaos.

The tall and thick city walls were gradually knocked out, and long cracks were broken. At the city gate, the corpses were stacked like mountains, and many spiritual beasts were eating in large mouths, and the picture was terrifying.

"It seems that I can't stand this last hope..." Someone shouted sadly in Qianfeng City.

This was heard, and those who had a glimmer of hope in their hearts had a look of despair on their faces. The wide streets were filled with dense figures, slumped on the ground, raised their heads, and their faces were bloodless.

The child was crying, but no one paid attention to it. A strong wind blew, rubbing the pungent bloody smell, swept across the crowd, and despair and howling everywhere, as if he was in a prison for death.

"Do it!"

At this moment, a loud angry shout sounded.

Everyone looked along the source of sound, but saw a ray of light suddenly blooming in the sky covered by dark clouds. The light actually was a sword light, gathering into a sea of ​​swords and falling from the sky.

Swallowing...

The sea of ​​swords fell into the beast tide and bloomed without reservation. For a moment, the huge beast tide was forcibly torn apart, and the terrifying offensive suddenly stopped, as if all were shocked by this vision.

Then, thousands of sword lights bloomed in the sky, and the crowd clearly saw that in the place where the sword lights were raging, figures in white clothes appeared, stepping on the void, holding a long sword in hand, and were rushing towards them quickly.

"That's... disciples of Wanjian Pavilion!" A sudden voice came from Qianfeng City, causing the crowd who had already despair to suddenly open their eyes and stare at them in disbelief.

In their eyes, although Wanjian Pavilion dominated the Eighteen Dynasty and was powerful, it was just an exploiter to the Eighteen Dynasty and had no meaning at all.

The Eighteen Dynasty is now surrounded by beast tide. Normally, Wanjian Pavilion should retreat and guard Wanjian Mountain alone, how could they care about their life and death?

"Sword Formation!"

At this moment, another angry shout rang out.

Under the surprise of the crowd, the graceful figures in white clothes slowly landed above Qianfeng City. They raised their long swords, and the sword lights soared into the sky, turning into thousands of array patterns, blending with each other, condensing each other, and finally turning into an extremely vast sword formation, completely covering Qianfeng City.

At the same time, a series of slight lights appeared in the sky covered by the sword formation. The slight lights were just sword lights. Whenever a flying spirit beast approached, it would be harvested by the sword light, and it would be difficult to get closer to half a minute.

"Where is the King of Zixiao!" At the center of the sword formation, a young man in heavy armor walked out. Beside the young man, he was also following an old man, his whole body was covered in a black robe, and only a shriveled face was exposed.

They are naturally Chu Hu and Yan Du.

"Who are you?" Facing Chu Hu's question, an obese man walked out of the crowd quickly, looking up and down with his pair of triangular eyes, looking at him with a slightly slight expression.

The aura emitted by him was not weak, reaching the third level of Tianling. Around him, he was followed by a team, all of whom were earthly spiritual cultivation, and he could be considered elite.

"My name is Chu Hu, one of the ten elders of Wanjian Pavilion. Now, as the elder of Wanjian Pavilion, I officially take over the domination of the Zixiao Dynasty and quickly let the Zixiao King arrive." Chu Hu observed the surroundings carefully. As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the crowd around him changed, all with a hint of suspicion.

This strange atmosphere made Chu Hu a little puzzled. As soon as he was about to continue speaking, the fat man in front of him sneered: "When the beast tide broke out, the Zixiao King was dead, and he couldn't even find his bones. Now, the Zixiao Dynasty is controlled by me alone. You Wanjian Pavilion just arrived and wanted to seize my power. I'm thinking too much, right?"

"Then according to your opinion, are you unwilling to hand over the right to rule?" Chu Hu also sneered and asked rebelly.

The fat man smiled without saying a word, but his eyes fell on Chu Hu's Yunmeng Xuantian Armor, showing a strong greed, and said with a faint smile: "Whether to be with me or not is all in my mind, it depends on how you please me."

As he said that, a breath of the third level of Tianling burst out on his body, his hands formed claws, one in front and one behind, and grabbed Chu Hu's head and chest respectively.
Chapter completed!