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Chapter 167 Conflict

As Cheng Yuren said, Zhao Cheng's face also became very ugly. The potential meaning of Cheng Yuren is that a disciple of the sixth level of Qi training has wiped out so many demonic forces. You are a deacon, but you can only talk about it in vain. Now you still say that I am afraid, isn't it ridiculous?

"I said the wrong thing, Junior Brother Cheng should not take it to heart."

Zhao Cheng thrust his face.

“Where, where.”

Cheng Yuren said with a smile.

As Cheng Yuren talked to Zhao Cheng and others in Feiyu Tower, the Yanjing Palace was already in chaos.

On the main hall of the palace, on the throne of the Nine Five Supreme, the bloodthirsty young man sat quietly, exuding a strong aura all over his body. Below, there were nearly a hundred black-clothed disciples standing respectively. The most noticeable ones were the five bald black-clothed men in the front. The aura was obscure and they were afraid of not being able to reach the foundation-building realm. Moreover, the auras of these five people were faintly connected, as if they had practiced some method of fighting.

"Canglan Sword Sect has sent someone here, what should we do now?"

The bloodthirsty young man glanced at the man in black below with a cold look and said coldly.

"Kill without mercy."

The men in black raised their weapons and shouted loudly, with a very loud voice.

When the bloodthirsty young man saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

"Go down and prepare."

The bloodthirsty young man waved his hand.

Nearly a hundred men in black went down to prepare in turn, with their expressions very excited. In the end, only the five bald men in black in front were left behind in the hall.

"Master, the people sent by Canglan Sword Sect this time are probably very strong opponents. I think, master, should we avoid the edge for the time being?"

One of the five said.

The bloodthirsty young man glanced at the five people and said lightly: "You must worry that with our current strength, these people are not necessarily my opponents. Besides, my martial arts has reached a critical moment. You just need to defend the people from the Canglan Sword Sect that are coming tonight, and even the people from the Canglan Sword Sect who are attacking will not escape."

When the five bald men in black heard this, they were stunned at first, and then they reacted, and their faces suddenly showed joy.

"The master is going to break through?"

One of the bald men in black said loudly, his voice very excited.

The bloodthirsty young man couldn't help but nod.

"Master, please rest assured. The five subordinates will definitely buy enough time for the master to wait for the master's cultivation to a higher level."

A bald man in black said excitedly.

You should know that their master has reached the peak of Ningyuan Realm. If he goes further, he will reach the state of revealing the mind. Once he reaches the state of revealing the mind, what are the disciples of Canglan Sword Sect floating above the Feiyu Tower in Yanjing City?

"Well, you guys go down too, be sure to delay tonight."

The bloodthirsty young man said seriously.

"Master, don't worry. When I waited out, I might not be the opponent of the disciples of Canglan Sword Sect in Feiyu Tower, but relying on the formation of Yanjing Imperial City, it would not be so easy for them to break through the Imperial City."

A bald man said seriously.

The bloodthirsty young man couldn't help but nod after hearing this.

The five bald men also retreated in time.

The bloodthirsty young man looked up, his eyes seemed to pass through the palace and landed directly on the disciples of Canglan Sword Sect in Feiyu Tower. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared.

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In the Feiyu Tower, after Zhao Cheng had a little understanding of the situation from Cheng Yuren, he flew out of the Feiyu Tower with a group of disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect and came to the sky above the Yanjing Palace.

Zhao Cheng stepped on a sword, looked at the defensive formation that had risen below the emperor, and couldn't help but wave his hand and shouted, "Kill!"

The voice is extremely cruel.

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As he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Cheng take the lead, turning into a rainbow light and rushing towards the palace below.

The disciples of Canglan Sword Sect who followed Zhao Cheng were naturally followed closely behind.

Seeing this, Zhou Xing wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Cheng Yuren.

Zhou Xing frowned and looked at Cheng Yuren, not knowing what Cheng Yuren meant.

"Dashi Zhou, please be careful."

Cheng Yuren looked at the imperial capital ahead and said with a deep meaning.

When Zhou Xing heard this, he was stunned at first, as if he was thinking about something, and his heart was in a panic. As he moved forward, his speed was much slower.

Cheng Yuren also landed behind everyone with four old Taoists.

"Young master, why don't we rush over? You must know that this lineup is so powerful. There are two strong men in Ningyuan Realm alone. There is only one strong man in Ningyuan Realm in the palace. He is definitely not our opponent. We... "

A trace of doubt appeared in the scarred Taoist's eyes.

Cheng Yuren glanced at the old Taoist and snorted, "The demon disciples in the palace are not blind. Don't you know the strength of our people? You know that we have such strong strength. What is the reason why these people have not given up on the imperial city?"

When the four old Taoists heard this, their originally relaxed expressions became much more solemn. They had seen the strong lineup and strong strength of this journey. The demon disciples in Yanjing Imperial City must be vulnerable under such powerful forces. Now it seems that they still need to be considered.

Zhao Cheng took the lead and rushed to the front, and soon encountered countless firecrackers and arrows.

Zhao Cheng and others looked at the attacks of such mortals, waved their hands, and a strong wind blew up. The arrows that were shooting immediately rolled back. Only screams sounded, and rows of archers fell to the ground, roaring in pain.

Looking at this attack that was not like a mortal, the soldiers guarding the palace city could not help but look horrified in their eyes. Without thinking, they fled backwards.

Everyone ignored these mortals and still moved forward. Their opponents were never these soldiers, but those demon disciples.

The group of people was very aggressive and soon encountered a group of men in black. These people were all with cultivation.

"kill."

Just heard a man in black shouting softly, and the man in black immediately recited the spell silently and pinched it in his hand. In just a while, he saw magic weapons and magic weapons attacking everyone.

Zhao Cheng stood in front, looking at the overwhelming spell, his brows frowned slightly, but soon, a sneer came from the corner of his mouth and said, "It's true, I don't know how to live or die."

After saying that, Zhao Cheng raised his hand and his sleeves suddenly widened and sucked them violently. The magic weapons and magic weapons that invaded were all taken away by his sleeves.

This is the technique of "the universe in the sleeve" and has its own mystery.

Seeing Zhao Cheng taking away so many attacks so simply, the man in black in the palace suddenly showed a look of horror in his eyes, and the disciples of Canglan Sword Sect following Zhao Cheng were all excited.

(End of this chapter)
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