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Inside the North County Daying.

Dan Tai Xuan, Mo Ju and Mo Beike sat upright and studied the situation.

With Zhao Kuo's rebellion failing, the situation in the imperial capital was already a little beyond their control.

"Jiang Li is truly worthy of being a disciple of Bai Fengtian... The Nine Emperors ordered the Emperor to recall the imperial capital, but instead, he took advantage of the opportunity to recruit Zhao Kuo's rebels and formed a new defense force in the Great Zhou."

Mo Beike sighed.

"How about we wait?"

Dan Tai Xuan frowned and said.

"Relocate to the former Akagi and control one of the six major moats..."

The moji on one side shook his feather fan and said.

"If Beilu Ping'an really wanted to interfere in this world, he might have intervened long ago. Since he has not moved, we cannot let go of the original Akagi. This is a breakthrough, and we will be able to enter the imperial capital in the future."

Mo Beike also nodded slightly and glanced at Mo Ju with appreciation.

Mo Jue's feather fan shook gently, stretching out his finger and pointing to the sand table.

"Besides, the army of Xijun is also here..."

"Report!"

Just when Mo Ju’s fingers on the sand table.

A soldier roared and quickly entered the tent, kneeling in front of Dan Tai Xuan on one knee.

"Report! The prefect!"

"There are enemy troops attacking the camp!"

After the soldiers finished speaking, Dan Tai Xuan in the tent suddenly stood up.

"Xiang Shaoyun sent troops?! What a lunatic!"

The only army in Xijun that attacked the North County at night is now the only army in Xijun.

"How many enemy troops are there?"

Dan Tai Xuan took a deep breath and asked a key question.

The soldiers hesitated for a moment and spoke: "The enemy... is only one!"

Dan Tai Xuan's face froze, and the atmosphere in the tent became a bit strange.

There was a clanging sound.

Dan Tai Xuan pulled out the sword from his waist, pressed against the soldier's neck, and scolded.

"Tell me clearly!"

The soldier's body trembled and he hurriedly said, "In the direction of the Xijun army, the sentry found that one man and one horse came, heading straight to our camp..."

"The man was nine feet tall, carrying a Gan Qi on his back, and rode on a Xiliang Black Horse!"

Dan Tai Xuan held the sword and his face changed: "The Overlord...is the Overlord!"

"What does he mean?"

"I dare to attack my Beijun camp alone?! Are you looking for death?!"

"Who did he think he is? Immortal?"

Dan Tai Xuan was furious.

Mo Ju also looked incredible, Overlord... Is this crazy?

Mo Beike's heavy bags trembled, as if he was also thinking about the significance of the Overlord's move.

Mo Beike had been with Xiang Shaoyun, and he knew very well that Xiang Shaoyun was not an ordinary reckless man, nor was he a brave but unscrupulous person...

If a person attacks, the Overlord will never be able to do it.

Why exactly?

...

The night wind blew, rolling up the yellow sand on the ground.

Xiang Shaoyun rode a black horse, and he patted the exposed ribs on the horse's belly. No matter how much the black horse eats, there will always be ribs on the abdomen. The more authentic the bloodline a black horse, the more obvious the ribs are, the faster the running.

The desolate moon hangs high in the sky, sprinkling a cold light.

The overlord was wearing black armor and carrying Gan Qi on his back. He was holding a dark spear in his hand, as if a demon god had walked out of the dark abyss.

His face was calm and he looked straight at the army that was deploying formations in front of the Xijun camp.

His eyes were dazed and the picture changed. He thought of the young man in a wheelchair who released the terrifying spiritual pressure, and his white clothes fluttered, with a disappointed expression.

"You still don't understand the true meaning of a practitioner..."

"You are a practitioner... You have been given the preaching of the immortals and enlightened by the devil lord, you disappointed me."

"You are the greatest advantage of being a practitioner, and you are enough to crush any conspiracy..."

"In this world, strength is everything."

The Overlord closed his eyes, and Lu Fan's words flashed through his mind.

He was filled with anger.

The spear in his hand was clenched, and he wanted to prove something.

The picture in front of him changed again, and turned into the picture where Lu Dong's mysterious gold chain turned and did a fortune telling for him.

That hexagram... made him dissatisfied.

"I am a practitioner..."

"I, Xiang Shaoyun, don't believe in fate!"

When his eyes opened, he seemed to tear apart the thunder in the night sky. Xiang Shaoyun roared.

Twitched the reins, the black horse's front hooves were raised high, and the neighing sound exploded.

The sound of horse hooves exploded, and the yellow sand was raised.

Each person and one riding, wrapped in the cold moonlight, rushed to the North County Camp.
Chapter completed!