State of Wei, General's Mansion.

Flying Pavilion Liudan, Sword Pavilion ups and downs.

In the magnificent Shangjian Mansion, Emperor Wei wore an imperial robe and a crown, standing behind a figure with a respectful expression.

In the Wei State, the only person who can make the Wei Emperor so respectful is the imperial general Pang Juan.

Pang Juan, dressed in an elegant green shirt, was like a scholar, but the killing aura between his eyebrows destroyed the overall elegance.

Standing with his hands in his hands, Pang Juan stared at the rain of blood falling in the sky above, and only after a long time did he speak: "My emperor is here for this rain?"

Stepping forward, Emperor Wei and Pang Juan stood side by side, and said with a solemn expression: "The Marquis of Xinling has fallen, and the Hell of Suowu has changed!"

"Guarding the eighteenth layer of hell, I'm afraid that there will be turmoil on the eighteenth layer of hell!"

"The ugly things that happened in the Great Qian Empire in the past were actually staged in my Wei country!"

Emperor Wei's eyes were cold to the bone, and the blood rain that fell around him was all still in mid-air, and immediately turned into ice crystals and fell away.

"General, how should I, Great Wei, deal with this matter, being able to kill the Marquis of Xinling is enough to show how extraordinary this person is!"

Raising his eyes, Emperor Wei stared directly at Pang Juan, with a hint of urgency in his eyes.

Hearing this, Pang Juan smiled faintly and said, "Before coming, what countermeasures did my emperor take?"

"The emperor will withdraw some of the elites in the extraterritorial battlefield and mobilize tens of millions of troops to hell to suppress them!"

"Hell turmoil is small, if the prisoners in Suowu Hell are allowed to escape, my Great Wei will lose all his face!"

"It is necessary to suppress those prisoners in hell again, otherwise Da Wei will become the second big cadre, which is a joke!"

Emperor Wei gritted his teeth and said, in the past, he also laughed at the incompetence of the Great Qian Empire, and actually let people break through the lock martial arts, and now he has also tasted this bitterness.

"Tens of millions of troops, suppress the Locked Martial Hell!" Pang Juan's eyes changed slightly, and he asked, "Who is leading the army?"

"Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia!" Emperor Wei was a little powerless, for thousands of years, the Wei State had always been in decline. The strong ones of the ancestors have all broken away, but the younger generations of the new generation have no amazing and beautiful people.

"Zhai Huang and Zixia!" Pang Juan's face changed slightly, his sword eyebrows suddenly raised, and said: "Zhai Huang is good at internal affairs, although his cultivation is good. However, he is not good at marching and arranging formations. And Mr. Zixia is good at writing books, and he has never been involved in the march and formation!"

"In the hands of the two of them, tens of millions of troops must be like a plate of scattered sand!" Pang Juan's tone was rarely sharp, and a killing intent rose up. Like an unsheathed sword, it gives people an incomparable sense of oppression.

Hearing this, Emperor Wei's face did not change, and said, "This emperor also knows this. Although Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia are not good at marching and arranging formations, their cultivation is second only to the general and the emperor, and the combination of these two is enough to suppress the people who break the lock and open the martial hell!"

"As for the prisoners of turmoil, it is not difficult for tens of millions of troops to suppress them, hehe, isn't it possible that the general has no confidence in the elite of the empire at all?"

Emperor Wei said slowly, a rare look of pride in his eyes. Although Wei did not have many strong ancestors, its army was a division of tigers and wolves, and they were all brave and good at fighting.

Jian frowned even deeper, and Pang Juan said earnestly: "My emperor thinks that Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia are better than Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo. How?"

Jing Ke, Zhao Kuo! Emperor Wei's face changed in vain, he realized something, and said in a low voice: "It's not the same." The general's words mean that the person who broke the lock and martial arts hell is the target of the Warring States Hunt and Kill Order?"

"Ten are the best!" Pang Juan said in a very affirmative tone.

"No way. Even if that person was able to kill Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo, the strength of the Marquis of Xinling far surpassed these two!" Emperor Wei shook his head and said.

"Then what if you add the prisoners in hell?" Pang Juan continued: "Although the Martial God Xuan Clan is humble in Tiangang and is a slave of Tiangang, it is this kind of oppression that the Martial God Xuan Clan has produced a lot of strong people!"

"Many of these strong people have fallen, and some of them are trapped in hell!"

"If this person breaks through the lock martial hell and unites the prisoners of hell, he will have the strength to kill the Marquis of Xinling!"

Pang Juan is worthy of being an ancient ancestor, his vision is extremely vicious, and he can speculate the actual situation in just a few words, "If the general who is good at marching the army and arranges the formation, leading tens of millions of troops, Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia are second, and gathering tens of millions of soldiers is enough to suppress those prisoners, and even trap the lowly people, but unfortunately, Prime Minister Zhai Huang and Mr. Zixia are not good at marching and arranging formations." ”

Pang Juan's words are orderly and convincing.

"Then the emperor immediately withdraws the army!" Emperor Wei's face changed in vain, Great Wei had already lost the Marquis of Xinling, if he lost Zhai Huang and Zixia these mainstays, then Great Wei would be in danger, as if it had become the weakest empire in the Seven Kingdoms, worthy of its name.

"The Void Sword Formation, in an instant, is a million miles, it's too late!" Pang Juan shook his head slightly and sighed.

"General, if you take control of this tens of millions of troops, plus Zhai Huang and Zixia, it will be easy to destroy these prisoners!"

Emperor Wei's eyes brightened in vain, and he stared at Pang Juan extremely hotly.

Hearing this, Pang Juan shook his head slightly and said, "Didn't my emperor forget the emperor's covenant?"

"Although I am an imperial general, I can't meddle in the affairs of the empire, unless the other party comes to attack the imperial capital!"

"This damn Emperor's Covenant!" Emperor Wei scolded softly, but this Emperor's Covenant was made by the emperors of all countries at the same time, and he could only obey the emperor of a country.

Chasing the mountains and rivers of Tiangang, if the emperor makes a move, it must be a disaster, the emperors of all countries make a covenant with the emperor, all the emperors do not interfere in the affairs of the empire, and at the same time, many ancient ancestors can not make a move.

These ancient ancestors, if they make a move, can only be limited to the imperial capital.

Compete for the power of Tiangang, each relying on the ability of the emperor.

However, many emperors took into account that a few ancient ancestors were not subject to the covenant of this emperor, such as Jing Ke of Yan State, Zhao Kuo of Zhao State, and Marquis Xinling of Wei State.

Pang Juan smiled slightly, and said: "The existence of the Emperor's Covenant, although the ministers can't make a move, but if those prisoners arrive in the imperial capital, this Emperor's Covenant can't bind the ministers!"

Saying this, Pang Juan turned around and walked into the Sword Pavilion, and his voice slowly came out: "As long as our emperor can lead those lowly people to the imperial capital, the minister will let these untouchables be buried in the imperial capital forever." ”

Bringing the lowly people to the imperial capital? Emperor Wei's eyes were full of cold light, and he turned around, and his whole body was filled with the intent of killing.

............

On the border of Wei, the bloody rain that lasted for several days only stopped.

The smell of choking blood filled the heavens and the earth, and the sky still showed a layer of blood red.

A majestic trend surging between heaven and earth, mighty and mighty, and endless Wei soldiers appeared at the end of heaven and earth.

Tall war horses, battle flags moving in the wind, swords and spears glowing with cold light.

This is a division of tigers and wolves, and the intention of killing is permeated on it.

In front of the army, there were two people standing, both wearing green shirts, which set off the gentle and elegant temperament of the two to the fullest.

Among them, the elder is Zhai Huang, the prime minister of Wei, and the other is Mr. Zixia, who is in the mouth of Emperor Wei.

The two of them stood with their hands in their hands, standing above the Nine Heavens, looking down on the magnificent rivers and mountains below, followed by the tens of millions of troops of the Wei State.

Just these two figures, but there is a tendency to suppress the momentum of the army.

The undulating mountain peaks were like sleeping dragons, Zhai Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the end of the sky, and whispered, "What can Zixia perceive?"

"It's a terrifying oppression, it's a few points stronger than you and me!" Zi Xia smiled gently and said slowly.

"Presumably, the lock martial hell has been broken, but this person has not left, it seems that he is waiting for me to wait. ”

"Such an arrogant lowly people, Zhai has never seen it. Zhai Huang also smiled slightly, and said lightly.

"Although the coercion is terrifying, if you and I are alone, we may not be the enemies of this person, but you and I join forces, it should not be difficult to suppress this person!"

Wearing a jade crown, Zixia's eyes as bright as the stars were full of confidence, looking back at the mighty army of tens of millions, he shouted: "Under the whole world, it is not the king's land;

"Mess up hell, commit the majesty of my Wei, and his crime should be punished!"

"Dang Xuan!" Before Zi Xia's words fell, tens of millions of troops raised the blades in their hands, shook their drums and shouted, and their voices converged together, turning into an unimaginable sound of heaven and earth, and rushed straight up.

Seeing this, Zhai Huang and Zixia looked at each other and smiled, that person had the two of them join forces to suppress, and the rest of the prisoners had tens of millions of troops to suppress, and this trip was unharmed.

However, at this moment, a thunderbolt from the sky suddenly pierced through the heavens and the earth, heading straight for the direction of hell......

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