Under the city gate, the commander-in-chief of the Gwangju Division and the commander-in-chief of the garrison guarding the city appeared together, and at the same time, countless torches were lit outside the city gate, forming an endless long line.

Then under the gaze of a pair of eyes, a silent group of sergeants appeared in the darkness, and then the commander-in-chief of the Gwangju Division, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes, and his body jumped forward, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the front of the angry beast army, and made a military salute to Sima Annan, and said:

"Sima Gongzi, Gwangju Si Tianjian and Ben Lei Army have already assembled outside the city, and they can be directly pulled out with just one order. ”

Although Sima Annan was wearing a coarse cloth robe, his handsome appearance and confident look still made people dare not despise him, and then he raised his hand to salute back, and a clear voice came out:

"Your Majesty's will must have been made clear, my lord, you are familiar with this area, please lead the way. ”

"Wanjian Mountain is in the east of the city, please this way!"

The commander-in-chief of the Gwangju Division Tianjian led the way sideways, but the moment he turned around, he looked at the angry beast army behind Sima Annan, and his eyes flashed with a thick look of horror, because in his sense, every sergeant in the darkness was no longer a human being, but an ancient fierce beast with a violent aura!

On the mountainside of Wanjian Mountain, in the attic of the Sword Pavilion, after tens of thousands of disciples returned from the burial of the Sword Lake, the lights that had not been lit for a long time shone again, and from a distance, it was like a continuous sea of stars in the sky.

This time, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion were not lightly injured, because most of them were forced to break the sword soul by Shan Wenbai with extremely strong supernatural powers, the Dao soul is the medium of communication between the monk and heaven and earth, and it is the foundation of cultivation.

In the center of the sect, there is a particularly tall attic, which is in the shape of a giant sword as a whole, combined with the layout of the entire sect, showing the trend of ten thousand swords returning to the sect, this is the original place where Murong He lived, and at this time, the figure of the girl Jiansheng sat in the center of the attic.

Jian Sheng's face was pale, and she had just fought with Shan Wenbai, and she had endured all the vitality bonuses of the entire Sword Pavilion disciples, even if she was born with a sword heart, she still overdrew all the power and physical strength of her divine soul, but the girl didn't care about these at this time, her eyes looked at the void in front of her blankly, her face was full of disbelief, and she kept muttering:

"No, I know you, you will never do this, Your Majesty!"

In the end, His Majesty said two words, the girl said very solemnly, and then she bit her lip, gently took out a small light blue porcelain vase from her bosom, looked down, and after a while, an old man slowly walked in from outside the pavilion, and after coming to Jiansheng, he also sat cross-legged on the ground, and said softly:

"The sect master has an order, during the time period when he continues to retreat and impact the saint, you are the young pavilion master with decision-making power, so we old guys have discussed it just now, and I will report the situation at this time, and ask about the next arrangements.

"At this time, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion have basically returned to the attic to which they belong, but most of them have been hit hard, and the Dao Soul Trauma is the most troublesome, it can be said that now is the weakest time since the founding of my Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, and the Young Pavilion Master, I am worried that the imperial court will. ”

Before the old man's words fell, the girl who had lowered her head immediately raised her head and said directly:

"Grandpa Rong, I understand Your Majesty, he won't do this. ”

The girl's voice was categorical, and then some complicated emotions appeared on the old man's face, and he continued to speak with hesitation:

"Young Pavilion Master, I know that before Your Majesty returned to the Divine Capital City, there was still a good fate in our Sword Pavilion, but the voice and supernatural powers of the demi-saint who came just now, all the disciples saw it, and if you ask the entire vast land of Shenzhou, except for the Great Xia Imperial Court, who can easily send an unknown Upper Triple Semi-Saint?

"At the same time, it is precisely because of the existence of this period of good karma that the hearts of the tens of thousands of disciples in the entire Sword Pavilion are now filled with an irrepressible anger. ”

"There's got to be a lot of stuff in that. ”

Jian Sheng opened her mouth, and her voice as firm as ever came out, and then she opened the purification potion in her hand, and suddenly a pure origin qi permeated out, Jian Sheng raised his head and drank it all, and then raised the small porcelain bottle in his hand in front of the old man's eyes, and continued to speak:

"Grandpa Rong, you know, I have been staying on the mountain since I was included in the pavilion, half a year ago was the first time I went down the mountain, because the master and His Majesty have formed a good fate, so I went to Shenjing City with His Majesty, although it is only a few months, but it is much more than I have seen in more than ten years, the most important thing is that I know Your Majesty's personality and the energy he has.

"Therefore, if this is really His Majesty's will, then the person who comes is definitely not just a Triple Half-Saint, the Radiant Army will come, the Dire Division will also return, and even the long-famous Upper Fourth Army will also come, and the Fuyao Emperor, who has the backing of the entire Great Xia, will not make a move, and it will be earth-shattering as soon as he makes a move. ”

Although the girl's light words were not heavy, they sounded deafening to the old man, and then the latter's face fell into contemplation, nodded and continued to speak:

"Young Pavilion Master, you are reasonable, just now we were also shocked by anger, so it seems that my Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion may have fallen into a calculation, this vast land of Shenzhou, there are people who dare to calculate the Zhao family, calculate and support the Emperor, this is simply looking for death!"

"The real danger is our Sword Pavilion, as you said, now that the Master of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion is in retreat, a large number of disciples are injured, and they are in the weakest period in history, and they are involved in the conspiracy again, and if they are not careful, they will be destroyed by the sect. ”

Jian Sheng raised his head, stared at the eyes of the old man in front of him, and after calming down a little, this thoughtful girl showed a view of the overall situation far beyond ordinary people, but she was still too young after all, so in the next breath, outside the central attic, there was a sudden violent commotion, and at the same time, a young disciple rushed into the attic and shouted:

"The disciples at the Sword Gate on the mountainside came to report that the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain had been completely surrounded by the army at this time, and the people of the Gwangju Si Tianjian had already arrived outside the mountain gate. ”

Before this disciple's words fell, the faces of Jian Sheng and the old man changed greatly, and they drank at the same time:

"It's going to be bad!"

Sure enough, the next sentence made Jian Sheng subconsciously crush the porcelain vase in his hand.

"After the disciples guarding the mountain came to report, a large number of disciples who were full of anger have already gathered in groups to raise their swords and kill down the mountain!"