The devil has too many vests

In the seventh year of Dayong Jingtai, on October [-]th, the king of Qi rebelled.

The family of King Qi has rooted in Yunzhou in the south of Dayong for many years, and has a wide range of influence. While Dayong is busy preparing for the upcoming emperor's birthday banquet, the current King of Qi, Yan Sheng, suddenly raises troops, and the flames of war sweep across Yunzhou.

Based on the eleven cities of Banzhou occupied by Qidi, and the chess pieces lurking in various places of the Big Dipper Demon Palace to cooperate with them, he captured seven cities overnight and brought most of Yunzhou into his hands.And set himself up as king.

The thirteen prefectures of the Dayong Dynasty have been cut off since then.

On the same day, Dongli's 20 troops suddenly overwhelmed the border, joined forces with King Qi, and invaded the Dayong territory from the southeast through Yunzhou.The world shook.

It has been three days since the news reached Shengjing.

Emperor Yong was furious and ordered the frontier army to be on guard against the movements of the remaining two princes and kings, Beimo, and Xijiang. The grand master set off ahead of schedule, galloping thousands of miles in one day, to reach the front line.

However, just when the great masters were about to arrive at the front line, accidents happened suddenly.

On the wasteland hundreds of miles away from the front line pass.

Evening sunset, afterglow pulses.

Under the crimson sky, the dry grass was dyed with the afterglow of the setting sun, and there were no birds or animals in a radius of a hundred miles.A group of people stopped on the wasteland.

The sky and the earth were calm, and the aura of more than a dozen great masters intertwined together, causing the sky to hang down for a while, and the torrential rain and strong wind seemed to be approaching suddenly.

Under some kind of strong pressure, the aura of these people seemed to be mysterious and condensed into one, and their realm was greatly improved for a while, almost comparable to half-step heavenly beings, causing celestial phenomena to change.

pat!

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the man in Tsing Yi at the front. He stood in place tensely, bending his body bit by bit, as if he was under unspeakable terrifying pressure.Even though the combined power of the crowd temporarily possessed the strength of a half-step heavenly man, his face was not full of joy, but pale as paper.

The people behind him were even more unbearable. Their clothes were soaked in sweat, but they stood still in place as if they had been immobilized by someone, not daring to take a step.

All eyes were fixed on the ground in front of them.

Three feet away, a straight black line stretched across the wasteland, and the shallow gully was less than an inch deep, as if someone had picked up a branch casually, and drew a stroke on the ground casually. .

Ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary.Probably the only characteristic is that it is very, very straight.

But it was this black line that looked ordinary and nothing unusual, but it shocked the twelve great masters, making them dare not and unable to take a step forward.

It was a sword mark.

Everyone's eyes widened.

As far as the eyes can see, there seems to be an illusory sword invisible to ordinary people lying between the sky and the earth, causing wind and clouds to gather and disperse, and slaughtering Yin and Yang.

The invisible sword intent like the tide of the sea fell from the sky, splitting the surrounding world into two halves.

Half of the sky is low-hanging and cloudy, while the other half is the setting sun and red clouds all over the sky.

The whole world is divided into two by the plain black line three feet away.And they were also isolated at this end by the black line, unable to move forward even a single step.

It seems that a distance of three feet is the difference between life and death.

The evening wind whimpered, and the cold wind pierced through the forest and across the fields, blowing up the robes of the people, and the scattered strands of snow-white hair in front of the frontmost man in Tsing Yi were blown forward by the cold wind.

brush!

As if touching a transparent wall, his snow-white hair only floated a few inches forward before being cut in two by an invisible sharp ray.

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and their expressions gradually became dignified.

Only slightly touching the range covered by the sword intent, that small piece of hair was twisted into fly ash without a sound.If it were a living person, I am afraid it would be the same end.

"The sea is boundless, who can be the god of the sword..."

The man in Tsing Yi smiled wryly, feeling the all-pervasive, almost suffocating terrifying pressure that seemed to overturn all the water from the three mountains and five mountains, the palm of his sword trembled a little.

"As expected of the Divine Sword Canghai! As expected of the Canghai Sword Sect!"

He said twice in succession, his eyes were as sharp as a torch: "Which friend is coming, please come out and see."

A black spot appeared at the end of the wilderness, and in an instant, the black spot magnified rapidly in everyone's eyes, like a long rainbow passing across the air, and it came to everyone in a few tens of breaths, but it was a long sword hanging from his waist, dressed in A young man in gray and white robes.

A simple long sword hangs above his head, before it is drawn out of the sheath, it is already showing its sharpness and sword aura soaring to the sky.

——It was the Canghai Sword Sect that sent the magic soldiers to attack the No. [-] magic sword Canghai in the world.

"Qiu Yuebai of the Canghai Sword Sect, I have met all the great masters."

The handsome and gentle young man took a step forward, his face seemed modest, but his whole body exuded a faint sharp sword intention intentionally or unintentionally.

The true energy in his whole body is round and complete, and his aura is mysterious and unpredictable, as if he can enter the Tao anytime, anywhere.

"Following the order of the suzerain—with Yunzhou as the battlefield, the two countries will fight each other, and you must not take a step beyond the path."

When he spoke, the divine sword Canghai buzzed and vibrated above, making clear sword chant sounds from time to time, obviously not under the control of the chief master of the sword sect.

Like a mischievous child, the sword body would poke its head in the direction of Dayong from time to time. If Qiu Yuebai hadn't helplessly reminded him, the sword would have been eager to fly away.

"You can't take a step beyond entering the Tao? Such a domineering Canghai Sword Sect!"

Accompanied by an old but powerful voice, an iron-blooded murderous aura suddenly gushed out in the air, and someone shouted loudly.

"Everyone in the world recognizes that it is not a matter of life and death, and heaven and man are not allowed to act rashly. Now the Canghai Sword Sect wants to lower this standard to Taoism. Could it be that it is a self-proclaimed holy place and wants to restore order in this vast land of Shenzhou?"

"That's right, the Canghai Sword Sect has intervened in the strife between secular dynasties. Could it be that he is Dongli's running dog?"

Looking at the angry great masters in front of her, the smile on Qiu Yuebai's face also faded.

"My Canghai Sword Sect once owed a karma to the royal family of Dongli... You all speculated so wildly and insulted the sect, I have no choice but to use my sword!"

The original meekness on his face turned into a cold and aloof air, and he stretched out his hand, and the divine sword Canghai, which was protruding in the air, reluctantly uttered a sword cry, and fell into his hand.

In an instant, the sword light was like a waterfall, and a compelling sword energy emanated from him, mighty and mighty.

"Hahahaha, what if we are going to fight for our country and humiliate you Canghai Sword Sect? Are you the only young man who dares to draw his sword?"

What responded to him was the aura of many great masters almost joining together.The dark clouds in the sky were all washed away.

"...Today is the time to try the mighty power of the divine sword!"

·

Yongjing, Qi Wangfu.

Xie Xuan's footsteps were hasty, and the blood was still wet on the scarlet robe commanded by the Flying Feather Guards. Under the guidance of the panic-stricken servants of the palace, he entered the palace smoothly.

The promenade is full of twists and turns, rockery and flowing water, thousands of treasures and flowers, extremely rare.At this time, Xie Xuan had no intention of admiring it.

Passing around a rockery, he saw at a glance a very delicate vermilion pavilion not far away, and a blue pond under the pavilion was oozing green, like a piece of fine jade.

The target of this trip, Yan Weilou, was leaning against the side of the gazebo, his body was flexibly hanging on the railing, his upper body was leaning forward sharply, and it seemed that he was about to fall into the pond upside down.

His well-defined, handsome face, which is almost aggressive, is infinitely close to the water surface at this time, his dark and deep eyes are unblinking, and his eyes are extremely focused.

Xie Xuan couldn't help taking a look.

Under the clear water, colorful fish swim around.A red carp froze in place, seemed to be attracted by this strange person, and looked at him from a distance of less than three inches.

After a while, the red carp flicked its fiery red tail, and slowly spit out a string of bubbles: "Gulu Gulu."

"Gulu Gulu..." A series of voices came from the lower abdomen, Yan Weilou subconsciously reached out and touched his belly, his eyes staring at the red carp suddenly lit up: "I'm a little hungry..."

"Wow!" As if sensing some kind of crisis, the red carp swung its tail suddenly, splashing water in all directions, and turned around quickly to swim to the depths of the water.

"Hey, can you run away?"

Yan Weilou raised his head suddenly, a few drops of water brushed past the tip of his nose, and another drop stuck to his dark eyelashes.

He tapped his toes on the vermilion pillar behind him, and his figure flew up instantly and retreated.

Like a gust of wind or a cloud, flutteringly avoided the splashing water.

At the same time as getting up, Yan Weilou swiped lightly with his right hand, and he caught a red carp, still wagging its tail and struggling desperately.

"It's so fat and lively, it looks delicious..." Smiling and shaking the struggling little fat fish in his hand, Yan Weilou's mind flashed the eighteen ways of doing red carp.

Hmm... frying, cooking... which one should I choose?

"At such a moment, His Highness still has such an elegant spirit, and his skills in nourishing Qi are top-notch."

A deep and cold voice sounded behind Yan Weilou, and Xie Xuan strode into the pavilion.

He moves like the wind, his crimson robe flutters, his cold and unkind face is covered with a faint layer of blackness.

"Confined at home, doing nothing, stealing half a day of leisure." Yan Weilou responded casually, and then turned around, with a meaningful tone, "...I'm afraid there will be no such leisure in the future."

"You say so, Commander Xie?"

He smiled at Xie Xuan who came suddenly, without the slightest hint of surprise in his eyes.

Xie Xuan was taken aback.

It was already winter time, and the curling cold mist filled the air.

Xu Shi was in his own mansion. The young man was only wearing a plain silk dress without much embroidery. His jet-black hair was loosely tied up, and the hair like splashed ink poured down from the side of his face. vapor.

After a glimpse, he was a little surprised.

But this astonishment was only for a moment, and it was completely destroyed by the red carp in his hand, which was constantly struggling and flicking its tail back and forth.

A few drops of water were splashed on the sleeves, Yan Weilou casually flicked the fish in his hand to the side, and immediately the red carp was knocked unconscious by him.

He greeted Xie Xuan with a smile, and invited:

"Commander Xie came at the right time. I'm about to grill fish. It's better to meet by chance than to meet each other. Let's go together!"

"..." Seeing the sincere smile on the young man's face, Xie Xuan didn't answer, but suddenly said, "...The king of Qi has rebelled."

He said again: "His Highness has been confined in the mansion for the past few days, I'm afraid I don't know..."

"I know."

Yan Weilou's tone was calm, holding a leaf from nowhere in his hand, he lowered his head and brushed it a few times, like a blade, he cut the red carp clean, and strung it together in minutes.

"Not only that, I also know that the twelve great masters sent by the emperor were all blocked by Qiu Yuebai, the chief true biography of the Canghai Sword Sect who held a divine sword... Qiu Yuebai also entered the Tao in one fell swoop in this battle."

laugh!

The true energy in his palm swelled and turned into steaming heat.The flame rose, and a faint fragrance spread unknowingly.

Yan Weilou sniffed lightly: "Yes, not bad."

Xie Xuan looked at the extremely heartless and heartless His Royal Highness in front of him, who seemed to be concentrating on delicious food, as if he had no idea what consequences he would face, and was speechless for a while.

After a long silence, he spoke.

"Your Majesty has ordered that King Qi's collusion with Dongli is an unforgivable crime. As the son of King Qi, His Highness will be imprisoned for the time being, and will be punished tomorrow..." Xie Xuan frowned slightly, his face was solemn, and he just organized his words , the brow twitched, "Huh...???"

He looked down in astonishment at the half piece of grilled fish stuffed in his hand, and at the same time, the young man's careless voice sounded in his ear, with a three-pointed smile.

"Okay, even before you go to prison, you have to fill your stomach first. Isn't this a small request too much?"