Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Cutting Zhou, naturally attracts the attention of all parties.

The families of the counties and the great heroes are all staring at this crusade about the life and death of Zhou.

Of course, for Jianghu, this battle is equally crucial.

Although today's rivers and lakes...have gradually transformed into the rivers and lakes of spiritual practitioners, many spiritual practitioners who have condensed auras have appeared like mushrooms after the world's transformation.

However, after all, rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes, and you still need to look at the temple’s eyes. After all, today’s practitioners, even the most powerful rivers and lakes, are not enough to fight against the temples. Of course... except Bai Yujing, who is supernatural Exist outside.

Basically, in the face of thousands of horses and horses, they will be flattened.

Even Dao Pavilion, Jian Pavilion, and some martial arts with awesome pride.

Therefore, they are actually waiting for the final temple situation to decide where the world belongs and decide the future development direction of the school.

...

South county.

Compared to the heavy snow in the north.

The snow in the south does not have the illusion of flying like goose feathers, but instead is like corn, with distinct particles.

Sima Qingshan was wearing a green shirt carrying a bookcase. Behind him was a young girl dressed in red radon. The young girl supported an oil-paper umbrella to block the falling snow, walking in the snow, with poetry.

"Nanjiang City."

"Master, are you from Nanjiang City?"

The girl was very gentle, her voice soft and asked curiously.

Sima Qingshan smiled, "No, my home is in Nanjin, a place where barbarians often invade."

"I came to Nanjiang City just to meet a friend and help him by the way."

The girl nodded thoughtfully. The name of Nanjin City, of course, she also heard about it. No wonder Sima Qingyi returned all the way, so sympathetic to the refugees, because he himself grew up in deep water.

The girl's name is An Miu Yu, a poetic name.

She studied painting with Sima Qingshan and was the first disciple of the painting sect and the first disciple of Sima Qingshan.

Came to the Tang Palace in Nanjiang City.

Sima Qingshan, the servants and guards of the Tang Government, knew each other, and soon Tang Yimo was notified.

Tang Yimo rushed out of the Dragon Gate with his soaked, hard outfit.

Seeing Sima Qingshan sitting in the lobby drinking tea, he couldn't help laughing.

Take a big step and give a bear hug to the Sima Qing shirt.

"Just come back alive."

Tang Yimo patted Sima Qingshan's shoulder.

It was indeed not easy to be able to return from Beiluo City unscathed. Tang Yimo visited Beiluo City once. In memory, it was a terrifying place.

Sima Qingshan coughed. At this time, Tang Yimo noticed that there was a quiet young girl sitting beside him.

Tang Yimo couldn't help glaring, Sima Qingshan went out and abducted his wife back?

Worthy of being a cultural person, enough to show off.

Seemingly knowing what Tang Yimo was thinking, Sima Qingshan introduced: "An Miaoyu, my apprentice, is also the first disciple of my painting sect."

"In the lower Tang Dynasty, the South Jun Army commanded."

Tang Yimo didn't wait for the Sima Qing shirt to open, and introduced himself.

He sat on a chair, poured a cup of tea, and poured it in one bite.

A glance at Sima Qingshan, painting school?

Sima Qingshan This is a self-reliance sect?

"I'm going to Beiluo here and I got Master Lu's advice. Master Lu said that let me walk a lot in the world, maybe I can have some unique insights. Moreover, Master Lu said that although it is an era of spiritual practitioners, but... The realization of the controversy among the practitioners is beneficial to the progress of the practice era."

"As a result, I created the painting sect, intending to make a little effort in the controversy of the hundreds of practitioners, and also intending to find a flat boat in the chaos of the turbulent practice."

Sima Qingshan Road.

"Do the hundreds of practitioners contend?"

Tang Yimo was half-hearted.

"The one in Bai Yujing is too unfathomable. Is Bai Yujing really just a practitioner?"

Tang Yi murmured silently.

Sima Qingshan looked at Tang Yimo: "I returned from Emperor Jing, I heard about the Xizhou and Daxuan Kingdoms cutting Zhou, thinking that your Nanjun may also have some movements, then I came back to help you."

Tang Yimo smiled: "This Nanzhou battle, I have long since quit..."

"Nanjun... is also not eligible to participate in this battle of cutting."

Tang Yimo's words made Sima Qingshan stunned, and then he came to understand.

"Is it because of the collusion of Nanban's 100,000 army?"

Sima Qingshan Road.

Tang Yimo nodded slightly, but shook his head again.

"Part of the reason is."

"Of course there are my reasons. Compared to King Beixuan and King Xiliang, I am really much worse. Although... Tang Xian... My father has worked hard to train me for the past three months, but I still have some owls with them. big difference."

"Moreover, because of the Nanban reason of that time, Nanjun lost his virtue, and it was difficult to fight against these newly established two countries."

"In fact, Nanjun has a great advantage. Both Dao Pavilion and Jiange are located in Nanjun. If necessary, they can be invited to fight. Therefore, Nanjun is not weaker than Xiliang and Daxuan in terms of top-level combat power."

"But... after all, he lost his morals."

Tang Yimo sighed.

"Therefore, what Nanjun needs to wait for... is the result of this battle of slashing."

Sima Qingshan thoughtfully.

I looked at Tang Yimo quite appreciatively.

Compared to the hot-blooded boy he knew before, Tang Yimo has grown a lot now.

In fact, although Tang Yimo's strength is strong, he doesn't like to fight. He fights more because he guards the people and things he wants to guard.

Sima Qingshan smiled, and looked at Tang Yimo, as if jokingly said: "As the earliest group of practitioners in Nanjun, why not...You might as well come in a wave to participate in this controversy among practitioners?"

"Your way of physical training is completely opposite to my painting path. Although the direction is different, if it can collide, it should be very interesting."

"Furthermore, as the future power of South County, don't you want to rule the rivers and lakes of practitioners in South County?"

"The temples will be more stable if you control the rivers and lakes."

Sima Qingshan's joking words made Tang Yimo stunned.

Then his eyes became brighter and brighter.

...

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

Lu Fanduan sat in a wheelchair, and sloppy scholar Kong Nanfei walked with his disciple Meng Haoran.

The two bowed and met Lu Fan.

"You can go to Xishan to see... Xishan'Trial Tower' may be helpful for your practice."

Lu Fan leaned on a wheelchair and looked at Kong Nanfei.

"Xishan'Trial Tower'?"

Kong Nanfei was stunned. He turned his head to see the giant tower towering into the clouds and could not help taking a deep breath.

"You can go for a break, as for your disciple... it's a little bit worse, wait for him to step into the Qidan section and go to the trial tower."

Lu Fandao.

Meng Haoran's small face suddenly turned red.

Outside, he is a genius that is eye-catching.

But...in front of Lu Fan, he...it's garbage.

Looking at Kong Nanfei's sloppy appearance, Lu Fan thought about it, he should have been inspired by it, and walked out of his own way. Although it is only a small intestinal path, it may not be able to open up into a sunshine avenue in the future.

"Go, if you can get to the fifth floor of the "Trial Tower", I will give you something, which will help your noble spirit."

Lu Fan's words brightened Kong Nanfei's eyes.

For Lu Fan, Kong Nanfei only had awe.

After all, Lu Fan was hard against Tianwei before, and the horror exuded so much that he couldn't even straighten his waist pole, enough to make him understand this person's terrible.

Therefore, Kong Nanfei believed in what Lu Fan said, because... he felt that he was not eligible to be deceived by Lu Fan.

Meng Haoran blushed and wanted to tell Lu Fan that he was a genius with an air capacity of 18 strands.

However, Lu Fan didn't even have him in his eyes.

Kong Nanfei left.

Carrying some unwilling Meng Haoran, he stepped on the lake and went straight to the west mountain.

Lu Fan smiled.

When the mind moved, the body's spell "Thunder Moves" was urged, and there was a faint arc of thunder in the place. His body had long disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already on the second floor terrace of Baiyu Jinglou Pavilion.

The sky is snowing.

Lu Fan clamped a green plum, added a peach blossom, and burned a pot of plum wine.

The lines in his eyes jumped, and he began to pay attention to the battle of Emperor Jingzhong. The battle between Zhou and Zhou also attracted Lu Fan's attention.

Because, Lu Fan thinks that this battle of cutting the Zhou may be very interesting.

...

The soldiers of Xiliang Kingdom and Daxuan Kingdom came under Emperor Jingcheng.

Within the emperor Jing, there was already a complete chaos, and many ministers were trembling with fear and trembling.

Overlord's prestige, these ministers in the emperor Jing will not know.

At that time, the Mojia government city was attacked by the overlord, and many people died.

Now, once Da Zhou Di Jing is defeated, according to the temperament of the little emperor Yu Wenxiu, it is impossible to surrender. Therefore, these big Zhou Qunchen officials are afraid to be affected by the little emperor.

In the event that the overlord is fierce, they may die.

Therefore, Dijing began to mess up.

Many courtiers began to clean up their belongings, preparing to follow the large ranks of the refugees, relocating from Dijing, and escaping from the center of the storm, which is right and wrong.

however.

These group ministers soon despaired.

Yu Wenxiu ordered the Imperial City Gate to be closed.

The eminent families and eminent officials of Emperor Jingzhong were all expensive, and they were all blocked in the city and could not get out.

A black dragon guard in the iron armor guards the city gate.

Tens of thousands of elite Zhou soldiers waited silently behind the gates, crowding the main road of Emperor Jun Street.

There is a sense of urgency and seriousness about the storm.

However, what made these group officials even more desperate was that the one in the Zijin Palace had issued an order from the emperor, and any minister who wanted to escape from Dijing would be punished into the dungeon and copying the Zhazu tribe according to the crime of rebellion.

As several ministers were put on black dragon masks, the indifferent Black Dragon Guard was pushed into the dungeon.

Many ministers shivered and dared not speak.

In the chaotic world, the heavy code, Yu Wenxiu's heavy code came.

The repressive atmosphere in Dijingzhong is getting stronger and stronger, the people in Dijingzhong dare to speak out, and many family tyrants dare not show up.

The lead cloud is overwhelming, and heavy snow is flying.

A dignified atmosphere filled the streets of Dijing.

In the teahouse.

The beautiful woman's flourishing face is full of worry and anger...

Because, in Emperor Jingzhong, Heilongwei began to arbitrarily arrest males and join the defending army.

Although many males want to resist, they can't resist when the knife rests on the neck and when they face the frightened eyes of their families.

They can only put on cold armor, hold heavy swords, and gather outside the tower.

They had to fight to kill the enemy.

Because the Black Dragon Guard detained their loved ones, once they escaped, or turned away, their loved ones would be robbed.

Therefore, they can only put on armor for their little family.

Zijin Palace.

The oppressive wind and rain made the old eunuch take a deep breath.

He knew that he should come after all.

He looked up, and no candlelight was lit in the Zijin Palace.

Yu Wenxiu put on a uniform, a golden armor, and seemed to radiate a brilliant light in the dark.

He stood in front of the dragon chair with his back to the old eunuch, not knowing what he was meditating on.

Yu Wenxiu did not go to the tower of Dijing.

He did not personally monitor the war, but stayed in Zijin Palace, he seemed to be expecting and waiting...

Emperor Jingwai.

Ten miles.

The ground was shaking and the snow slumped.

The army is under pressure, the blood-blooded atmosphere is spreading, like a heat flow, and the snow on the ground is flying.

Xiliang Iron took the lead, followed by Xiliang infantry and archers.

At the forefront of Xu Chu's strategy, the two armies came from two directions like a torrent, and then they gathered together and turned into a tiger and wolf teacher, which approached the ancient and full of years.

The overlord stood on the chariot, and three Xiliangjun horses pulled his chariot.

Behind him, there is a luxurious carriage, with a faint shadow in the carriage.

The overlord once promised to allow her to be picturesque. Therefore, to break through such an important moment as Dijing, she will naturally take her to witness it with her own eyes.

Xu Chu carried two large iron balls with thorns and strode forward.

"Shang Wang! Fortunately, it is not humiliating!"

Xu Chu sounded like Hong Zhong, said.

The overlord laughed and hammered Xu Chu's arm.

Xu Chu is his competent cadre, and the overlord still trusts him, and Xu Chu is the most powerful practitioner under the overlord.

The leadership of Xiang Jiajun, the existence of Qidan Peak.

Overlord has almost blind trust in it.

"After capturing Dazhou Emperor Jing and entering the imperial city, Xiliang will occupy the world."

"Da Zhou has no way, cut it!"

"Xiliang stands!"

Overlord Road.

Xu Chu's eyes were sharp, grabbing a raw iron ball, and suddenly roared like a wild bear.

The howling spread throughout the three armies, causing the armies to wave their weapons and roar.

Such sound waves, like a big wave, hit the emperor's tower, making the elite soldiers on the tower look pale.

Xiliang Tieqi, like a tiger, really fierce!

This terrible fighting intention has not yet fought, and they will wipe out their confidence.

The overlord looked indifferent, looking at the towering walls of Dijing. Compared with the walls of the moat, the walls of Dijing were taller, thicker, and had more troops stationed there.

Even war weapons are more complete.

It can be said that even if there is a king, this battle will not be too easy.

suddenly.

Overlord's heart moved.

Turned his head to look north, in that direction, there was smoke billowing, and the earth was shaking.

There are fine flashes in the eyes.

Xu Chu was also awe-inspiring and turned his head to look north.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The army is roaring, the great Xuanuo army is wearing excellent armor, and every step of it will wield a weapon and scream and roar.

The Great Xuan Army battled with Xi Rong all year round and fought with foreign enemies. Their blood was no different than the Xi Liang Army.

If the Xiliang Army is a male lion, then the Great Profound Army is a tiger.

The tigers and the lions met, and they were comparable.

"Come here."

The corner of the overlord's mouth picked up slightly.

Xu Chu was also grinning and excited.

"Daxuan, the army of Northern Xuan King!"

Far away.

Jiang Li was wearing a silver armor, holding a silver spear, and the red horse underneath was like fire.

He naturally saw the army of the Xiliang Kingdom.

The other party's momentum is like Hong Tao from the pavement, even Jiang Li, who has fought countless tough battles, can't help but narrow his eyes.

The overlord's momentum is very sufficient, and the Xiliang Army is under the overlord's momentum, with a terrible aggression.

Jiang Li took a deep breath, as a heir to the military, he inherited the mantle of Bai Fengtian.

How can we lag behind others in leading troops.

The soldiers sitting in one of the hundred schools of the sons naturally have their way of leading soldiers.

Jiang Li raised his silver spear violently, screaming with aura, like a stone thrown into a calm water pool, setting off a huge wave.

Under the guidance of Jiang Li's momentum, the great Xuan Kingdom's army issued roars.

Jiang Li urged Ma Xuxing, every time he crossed a mile, he would brandish a silver gun and roar.

Roaring all the way, Da Xuanjun's momentum seems to be twisted into a rope, getting stronger and stronger, stronger and stronger!

The spirit in Jiang Li's Qidan was running at this moment, as if there were signs of breakthrough.

This military strategy has unexpectedly changed in the world after transformation.

It's as if the strength of the army is gathered.

The forces of Xiliang Army and Daxuan Army collided with each other.

The two new founding nations and the two armies finally met each other outside the Imperial City.

As if there was a faint roar, the flying snow became much slower.

And Dazhou City is upstairs.

The elite soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty were in a doldrums.

Looking at the black army under the city, trembling.

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