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Looking at the man surnamed Xue with cold murderous intent, Jiuqiansui shook his head, just wanted to say something, the two of them felt the breath of a person at the same time, and stared at the sky in the distance, Xianyang, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, was destined to set off stormy waves.

Dressed in white again, white as snow, like a person in a painting, standing outside Xianyang City, looking at this familiar and unfamiliar city, his heart was slightly cold.

"Ahem......" A gentle cough sounded, and a white handkerchief covered his mouth along the palm, and suddenly the palm was red.

Yu Wenshu stood calmly outside the city gate, he was like a fallen leaf about to fly in the wind, pondering.

Several soldiers guarding the city didn't know who the man in front of them was, so no one cared, and now his topic revolved around the man surnamed Xue who entered the city in the morning.

"It's really a big show, five hundred black devil guards, that's a lineup that can be blocked for a while even if the power of the Tongtian Realm attacks and kills!"

"Who said no, that kind of pomp is only qualified for the four kings, even ordinary princes don't have such confidence!"

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Yuwen Shu looked at the majestic city wall and whispered softly, "Entered the city?"

The sound of horses' hooves like thunder suddenly appeared, resounding throughout the world, and the originally lively Xianyang City Gate suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at the dust flying in the distance in shock, you must know that within ten miles of the imperial capital, except for the emperor's decree, no army can march rapidly, and now such a roaring sound is definitely a large army marching rapidly.

Yu Wenshu turned slightly to look at the rolling dust and sand behind him, and frowned: "Is it true that I am a bodhisattva?"

"Stop for the old man, who allowed you to march quickly within ten miles of the imperial capital?" A majestic voice resounded in the sky, but everyone heard the eagerness of this voice, as if they did not want this army to approach.

It is a pity that the army ignores anyone's voice, this is an army forged with blood, and no one can command them except the lord and the emperor.

They are like a lion, with eight thousand iron horsemen and boundless horses, and the fire clouds overwhelm the city.

"It's the Vulcan Army!"

"How is this possible, it is actually the Vulcan Army of the Empire suppressing the border, how can there be so many here?"

"I actually saw the two most elite iron horsemen of the empire in one day, is there something big going to happen?"

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Eight thousand iron horsemen approached the city, like a fiery cloud that burned red all over the sky, but the roar like thunder was deafening.

Several figures appeared outside the Xianyang City Gate, and several old figures scolded angrily: "Stop for the old man, who allowed you to leave the border?"

The eight thousand iron horsemen were like dead soldiers, indifferent and speechless, the soldiers led by them were surrounded by the most flames, obviously the most powerful generals, facing those eager figures in the sky, he did not waver, but coldly looked at the white clothes standing a hundred meters away from the city gate.

"Kill!", "Kill!", "Kill!"......

The rich killing intent formed a sharp spear, and the killing intent condensed by the eight thousand Fire God Iron Horsemen, even the power of the Tongtian Realm did not dare to touch its heroic edge.

Several old people watched this scene in shock, they didn't know what kind of hatred could make them so crazy.

Dressed in white, an ice crystal amber sword appeared on his right hand, like a glass-like long sword, now it has become flawless, and the original trace of discordant black lines in it has also disappeared, and now the ice crystal amber sword is already a perfect king divine weapon, the breath flowing around the long sword is gentle, but no one can ignore the power of this sword.

With one step, Yu Wenshu appeared in front of the Vulcan Army, and with a light tap of the long sword, a cold light swept away, slamming into the murderous aura condensed by the Eight Thousand Vulcan Army.

"Boom!"

The powerful sound of the explosion rolled up a boundless wave of qi, tearing apart the heavens and the earth like countless sword qi.

Tapping a sword, Yu Wenshu's expression was indifferent, without the slightest joy, the long sword in his hand swung lightly, slashing from the air, the boundless sword qi cut through the nine heavens, and the sky was cut a long crack under the sword. The surging sword qi was like a sea of clouds, and such a world-destroying force smashed into the eight thousand Fire God Army.

"Kill!" ......

Feeling such a terrifying power, a neat roar roared up to the sky, they are lions, they are a fierce beast, even if it is such a powerful sword, they will not retreat, the strongest of the army is to gather the strength of everyone, countless spears waved, and the powerful forces gathered together, forming a shocking giant spear. The spear pointed to the sky, as if it was about to break through the sea of sword qi clouds.

The sea of swords collided with the giant spear, and the violent power broke through the space, and the powerful power of space kept tearing above this sky, and the terrifying power made the sky be easily opened like a picture scroll. The pitch-black spatial power made people feel frightened, such a huge spatial power was not enough to ignore even the power of the Heavenly Realm, and several old men quickly retreated, such a confrontation was considered that they were not qualified to participate.

Yuwen Shu calmly looked at the eight thousand Fire God Army struggling to support below, and said lightly: "Yes, if I hadn't stepped over, you could barely fight with me, it's a pity." It was the first time he spoke, and the last time he spoke in front of the Vulcan Army.

The aura of killing became stronger, and the long sword of destruction drove the aura of the Great Dao, and slashed the spear with one sword.

"Click!"

With a loud bang, the spear that had condensed all the strength of the Eight Thousand Fire God Army was cut off, and blood was sprinkled on the land like flames.

A full three thousand people were wiped out by the sword qi, and thousands more were seriously injured, the main general of the Vulcan Army looked at Yu Wenshu coldly, and roared in a cold tone: "The Vulcan Army will not let you go!"

"Bang!"

With an explosion, this monk of the Heavenly and Human Realm exploded directly, blood filled the sky, and the mount under his crotch also turned into a blood mist in the sky.

The wails are playing, but no one retreats, they are the pride of the Empire, so they will not back down, even if they die, they will stand and die!

Looking at the Vulcan Army, which barely had any combat power, Yu Wenshu's narrow eyes swept over several old people in the sky, and then turned around and left, calmly walking towards Xianyang City.

At the moment when Yu Wenshu's gaze swept over, they all felt a coldness, looking at the back of the white-clothed person, their faces were full of bitterness.

"I really didn't expect that he also stepped over!"

"The world has really changed, and we old guys can only become whetstones on their way forward!"

"Three thousand Vulcan Army, just like this, I'm not reconciled!" An old man was unwilling after all, looking at the white figure angrily.

"What's the use of that, the king of the world is the strongest strength!"

On this day, the white clothes entered the city.

On this day, the empire shook, the 8,000 Vulcan army was almost completely destroyed, and 3,000 people turned to ashes on the spot, such a result was unacceptable.

The Vulcan Army, one of the three most elite iron cavalry in the empire, can be said to exist in name only.

Walking on the street with a look of remembrance, looking at the familiar environment, Yu Wenshu smiled slightly, his face was very pale, and he knew that he was injured.

"It's so good, I'm back!"

But when he was about to walk forward, two figures appeared in his field of vision, sighed slightly, coughed, he stopped, and looked at the two people in the distance lightly.

The two of them walking on Xianyang Street, looking at the changing clouds in the distance, felt the fluctuations of divine power in the distance, and they both knew what was happening.

Nine thousand years old folded his hands and whispered Amitabha.

The man surnamed Xue looked up at the sky and said lightly: "Why bother, Da Qin really thinks that there is no other in the world?"

Looking at the nine thousand years old, the man surnamed Xue said calmly: "You block me, who is going to block that white clothes?"

"Xianyang is the place where Great Qin suppresses the luck of the world, how can a mere king turn the sky upside down, I came because only I can make you not make a move, as for him, someone will stop him!" replied calmly.

Haha smiled, the man surnamed Xue was happy, "Let me take a look at Xianyang's demeanor!"