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"That's good"

Chapter 28, walk around the imperial city, the devil becomes a martial sage

The next night in Mount Emei, there were too many things left behind that they could not be concealed.

However, Rushan's body had already been burned to ashes, ruining all traces, leaving only the land that had been stained brown to tell the tragedy of that night.

Except for a few people, people don't know the truth of that night.

The entire martial arts forest was silent, no one could believe that those prominent martial arts, high-ranking martial arts, big families, masters were slaughtered overnight.

Fortunately, there are still a handful of people who survived by chance. They shouted hoarsely about the tragedy of that night and the sins of that night.

"The court did it! All the predecessors and colleagues were killed by the court!"

Those who had completely discarded the bottom line, after returning to their respective sects on the excuse of escape, coincidentally pointed the culprit at the court.

They told people that that night, tens of thousands of court elites at the foot of Mount Emei set up poisonous schemes to lure the masters of all parties to take advantage of them, and then they besieged and killed.

Thousands of masters from all parties died under the strangulation of the imperial army.

In an instant, the world's martial arts was in an uproar, thinking that the court was going to clean the martial arts.

Afterwards, people did find a lot of evidence at the foot of Mount Emei.

There are numerous and severely damaged corpses of officers and soldiers, scattered firearms that can be seen everywhere, and countless god-arm crossbows that make martial arts people fearful.

The preconceived reasons have caused many people to make up for more than a thousand masters full of grief and indignation in the rain of arrows, defying death and the court's brutal tore.

Not surprisingly, everyone in the world of martial arts is in danger, and everyone unanimously denounces the court.

But that's only the case, all the masters of the top-level big forces in the arena have been wiped out, and there is no one with great prestige in this arena to call on the world's heroes, maybe Yan Nantian can, but unfortunately he can't protect himself at this time.

These quacks, at most, are looking for a little trouble from the government, which really makes them gather to rebel. They don't have the courage, let alone the domineering.

Although many officers and soldiers who claimed to have experienced that night declared that there were not as many as tens of thousands of them that night, and they did not fight against the masters of all forces at all.

There were only more than 10,000 people that night, and they were only defeated by one person. Thousands of deaths and injuries were also caused by one person.

However, any quack who heard this sneered.

It is ridiculous and ridiculous to defeat tens of thousands of elites by one person.

No one believes this kind of thing, and the imperial court has to recite this pot.

But there are also sane people who have found too many loopholes.

Why do many heads, patriarchs, and top masters from all parties gather in Mount Emei, and the elite army of the court seems to have been stationed for many days?

Why is there such a coincidence between the two?

Had the two sides agreed to a decisive battle?

Why is there no news from the arena?

In addition, there are all kinds of unreasonable oddities.

At the beginning, in order to prevent too many people from coming in to divide the cup, the various forces had been controlling the news, so very few people knew that they had to deal with Zhenwu Palace.

Because many people don't know this level, the more they guess, the more confused they become.

If they want to break their heads, they will not believe that the elite of the imperial court is indeed forced by one person, and the more than a thousand masters of the rivers and lakes are also killed by one person.

No one would believe this kind of cognition-breaking thing if one hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

Soon after, no one in the rivers and lakes started, and a news that was not true or false spread quickly, causing a sensation in the world of martial arts.

Someone said it was true that he saw the world's number one divine sword, Yan Nantian's hero broke into the imperial city alone, smashed through ten thousand soldiers, and broke into the imperial palace with his sword.

After that, no one knew the details, but the ruins from the palace claimed that the Emperor’s palace, Qianqing Palace, had been reduced to ruins.

After that, there were rumors that Yan Nantian "visited" the residences of the ministers who held heavy powers in the dynasty one by one. No one could stop them, leaving a piece of rubble after another.

In the end, even the fierce Jin Yiwei and Dongchang were killed.

In a bloody storm, the two high-level officials of the yamen all died, and the two evil dogs in the emperor's hands were instantly broken.

At the same time as the news spread, there was no single piece of evidence to prove that all of this was Yan Nantian's work. However, more and more people spread it, and finally it became the truth.

The hearts of the people in the arena are exhilarating, and each one feels gloomy and vomits.

In a very short period of time, he was a great hero who had already resounded all over the world. Yan Nantian's reputation rose wildly, and countless martial artists respected him as a god.

All the quakers believed in their hearts that Yan Nantian was seeking justice from the court for the thousands of martial arts masters who died tragically at the foot of Mount Emei.

However, in fact, Yan Nantian was still dangling at Guimenguan at that time.

However, the only people who are concerned about the arena matters are the quack.There are countless beings in the world, and not everyone cares about things that have nothing to do with them.

The emperor’s palace was indeed blasted into ruins, the important officials in the court had indeed been visited one by one, and the Jinyi Weidong Factory was also washed in blood.

However, these were concealed by the court, and the news circulating in the arena was only 30% true at most, and ordinary people would not know it.

Chengdu Mansion, above a four-story pavilion.

One tall and one short, two slender figures overlook the scenery. The whole floor is covered by two people, and there are no other people, so it is a little quiet and strange.

"The emperor's imperial decree should be spread all over the world soon. I have sent a letter to let the tools that return to their respective forces quickly seize power in the martial arts or family, and respond together at that time, so that the Zhenwu Palace will dominate the world."

Shu Han retracted his gaze looking at the ant-like figures under the pavilion, turned his head to look at Ji Wushang, with a humble expression.

Compared to a few months ago, Shu Han's changes were almost completely reborn at this time. Its suitability to the Sunflower Collection made his cultivation speed terrifying and inhuman. In just a few months, he was full of horror in his sunflower spirit, and his martial arts turned at least ten. Times, as for the blood and gore, it is beyond the reach of outsiders.

And his temperament and external changes seem to be getting closer to Ji Wushang. After all, Ji Wushang has walked the same way.

"I'm quite relieved about the tools. These people don't even have a bottom line. There is no one in the world more terrifying than them, and I have instilled a hundred years of skills in each of them. Even if the state is worse, it is enough to supplement the quality."

Ji Wushang glanced at Shu Han indifferently, and said: "Furthermore, the masters in their respective forces have already been killed by me, and there are few people who can threaten them. If they can't even handle this little thing, next year's Dragon Boat Festival Not used to see me either."

This is neither happy nor angry, but only Shu Han can understand the coldness.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Yan Nantian's heart-stirring moves, Zheng Ji Wushang and Shu Han's actions, all of which are bloody and trivial.

At least Ji Wushang has achieved his goal and made some kind of "agreement" with the court.

Enough for his plan to pave the way for the "promise".

However, during this process, what surprised him a little bit was that the emperor, although degraded more than praise in the outside world, was not as cowardly and incompetent as he imagined. The blood of this emperor still carried the bloodliness of Ming Taizu.