A great sword fell from the sky, and with an aura of indomitable strength, slashed towards the carriage.

This sword is very heavy, different from other flying swords, but its fate is the same as all the flying swords approaching this carriage, the closer it gets to the carriage, the slower its castration becomes, and finally it is forced to stop in the air, constantly trembling, and the true yuan that belongs to the original owner of the sword body is scattered from the trembling sword body, and then it is controlled by the power of the demon sect in the carriage, and it suddenly flies out upside down.

It no longer followed the path of the sword when it came, but turned into a frightening slash directly into the tide of people, setting off a wave of blood.

The owner of the great sword, a burly young man with thick eyebrows, his head was first detached from his body, and the hot blood rushed into the air like a fountain.

In the carriage filled with strange gray vitality, the Demon Sect shook his head.

It was the third time in the last half an hour that he shook his head.

He was tired.

Even for the exercises he was practicing, this constant death could bring him more vitality replenishment, but killing these cultivators and ordinary soldiers who were completely different from him and who had no resistance to his power was no different from a farmer harvesting millet in the fields.

Long hours of the same work, tiring and boring.

Moreover, the continuous absorption of vitality flowed into his body, and then turned into the true essence that he could control and flowed out of his body like flowing water, this continuous exchange made him feel that his body had also become a transparent sieve.

In his life, after becoming a cultivator, even when the Bright Holy Sect cultivated to a low level, he would rarely do very boring things, but he didn't have any choice at this time.

"If I can kill the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty and survive, then I should kill you first. ”

He felt very tired, and inexplicably remembered Lin Yi.

During the Battle of Zhongli, he wanted to kill Lin Yi, but was stopped by the people of the Southern Heavenly Academy.

In his opinion, Lin Yi is a fish that has slipped through the net.

It's just that now, his feelings about Lin Yi are naturally different.

He vaguely felt that Lin Yi was even more of a threat to him than Chen Ziyun, who had fought with him in Jiankang.

But no matter how tired you are, no matter how you feel, you should still kill at this time.

He had no choice.

......

The last rays of light in the sky vanished, and the earth was once again swallowed up by night.

The sound of horses' hooves, the roar of armor, the sound of shouts and screams were still intertwined, and the impact was still continuous, without a single interval in between, and the soldiers and cultivators who were dying did not give the Demon Sect any chance to rest.

I don't know how long it took for the sounds to get quieter and quieter, and gradually became very regular, the sound of the hooves of two horses, and the sound of the wheels rolling on the ground.

The Demon Sect in the carriage leaned against the back wall of the carriage, concentrating for a long time, so that he was so tired that he didn't even want to make any movement of his fingers at this time.

The clothes on his body were also wet with sweat, and his flesh and bone marrow were like the imprints left by countless vitality that had been devoured by him, like countless ants swimming.

He was very uncomfortable.

But in the world outside the carriage, all the people who watched the carriage move would not have thought of this.

More than a dozen young swordsmen crouched on the ground, watching from a distance as the carriage continued to move in the direction of Luoyang.

As they watched the carriage pass through the thick fog of the night and finally disappear from their sight, the dozen or so young swordsmen finally couldn't help but cry heartbreakingly.

These young men were all cultivators of the Changzhi Mountain Sect.

In a sense, they can now be regarded as survivors of the Changzhi Mountain Sect.

After Xi Che said those words and went towards the crowd, most of them actually did not leave, and joined the battle group silently, a few people listened to Xi Che's words, but some of them couldn't help but turn back.

These are the people who did not turn back in the end.

They couldn't have imagined that the carriage was going all the way along the official road, and everyone was dead.

......

"Even the 50,000 Huaizhou troops can't stop him at all... Fifty thousand Huaizhou troops were killed, and there was also the Changzhi Mountain Sect..."

"He killed all the way in such an open way, he wants to kill Luoyang, what does he want to do?"

Shangqiu, on the majestic city wall, more than a dozen cultivators of the Wuyi Division gathered in front of the general Wei Changgong with extremely heavy faces, Wei Changgong looked at the official road in the night with an iron face, and in the endless black, even if the carriage was moving at full speed, it would not arrive here until the long night passed and the sun rose. It was impossible for him to see the carriage through the long night, but in the darkness, he only felt that the carriage was like a monster that could pounce on him at any moment, ready to appear in front of him at any moment.

Even in the most unfavorable stage of the war between the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Dynasties, standing on the walls of this great city, he never lost confidence and never felt unsafe.

Even if 100,000 Southern Dynasty troops suddenly appeared under the city, he could rely on this city to block them all.

This majestic city had already occupied a very important position in the territory of the Northern Wei Dynasty when the Northern Wei Dynasty decided to move its capital to Luoyang, and it was an indestructible shield for any enemy from the south.

However, it is not an army that is coming, but just a person.

The 50,000 Huaizhou troops and the cultivators from the cultivation sites along the way rushed forward, but they didn't even destroy the man's carriage.

......

In the imperial palace in Luoyang, there is a rare candle flame in the main hall.

More Wuyi Si cultivators and generals gathered in front of the hall.

In the main hall, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty was wearing a large coat, and what he was wearing inside was not a dragon robe, but a soft armor that faintly emitted blue light.

There were several old ministers in front of him, these old ministers were usually in important positions, in fact, they didn't hear the emperor's summons tonight, but after hearing the urgent military information that was constantly transmitted, they all had a faint premonition of uneasiness in their hearts, and they all came to the palace on their own.

As on the night when the decision to move the capital to Luoyang was finally made many years ago, the Northern Wei Emperor did not listen to any of their advice or even speak to them.

The Emperor looked at these courtiers who were loyal to him, and said nothing, and only when the flames that jumped in the eyes of these people were all extinguished, and he was sure that the blood of these courtiers would no longer turn into fierce words of opposition, he spoke calmly.

"He should want to come to Luoyang, I don't know what he wants to do, but according to what he is doing now, he should kill all the way back to Luoyang, if he can succeed, he will kill here and kill me?"

He shook his head and said, "As for what he wants to do after killing me, I don't bother to think about it, and I won't think about it, because I was already dead at that time, and everything has nothing to do with me." But as long as I am alive, I will be the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, even if I want to burn all the jade, I can't wait like this. I'm not going to wait here to die. ”

Speaking of this, the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty laughed slightly.

"He fought with the strength of one person, and I poured the strength of the country into fighting with him, and those people in Shangqiu refused to retreat, so we went to Shangqiu, he didn't need to come to Luoyang, the Northern Wei Dynasty and his war, you can tell the winner and loser. ”

Many people had guessed his thoughts before, but when he really said these words with such a smile, none of the officials and generals who bowed down in the main hall spoke out against it, and even the thought of opposition in his heart seemed to disappear.

They were just worried about the life and death of the emperor.

It was only from many years ago that they understood that the emperor was not a weak and useless hypocrite, and that this brilliant emperor had always possessed the blood of a wolf.

If it is to be sacrificed.

Nor will he die alone.

If you want to fight, you will smash all the power of the court.

As for what happened to the Northern Wei Dynasty after this battle, he had already made a decision tonight.

If he can live, he wins, and he will naturally go back and clean up.

If he dies, it has nothing to do with him.