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Zheng Ming sat on the imperial car, looking at the entire capital.

The Dasheng Dynasty is about to collapse.

……

Just when the Battle of Kyoto broke out completely.

Beishi City.

A group of masters from Guixiandao attacked Beishi City.

Ghost Yan Luo and Luo Shafo, two experts in the Ming Dao Realm, ghost grandma, red ghost, corpse old man, underworld man, ghost doctor, more than a dozen masters of the Mysterious Realm, and dozens of Dong Shen Realm gathered outside Beishi City .

At this time, the army of the Bei family is in the capital, and the Beishi city can be said to be the emptiest time.

After many times of inquiring, Gui Yanluo confirmed the emptiness of Beishi City, and then brazenly launched an attack.

However, he never expected that Bei Zilun was already waiting for them.

Although there is no large army guarding Beishi City, there are four Ming Dao Realm powerhouses, as well as many masters from Dali and Beijia.

Bei Zilun was also insidious, knowing that the people of Guixiandao were outside the city, but they kept hiding until Guixiandao attacked.

The sky above Beishi City.

Ghost Yan Luo and Luo Sha Buddha are about to rush into Beishi City.

Bei Zilun suddenly appeared with two other Dao Ming powerhouses from the Bei family, and stopped in front of them.

Seeing this, Ghost Yan Luo's expression changed drastically.

"Why are you in Beishi City!"

He said in amazement.

Bei Zilun squinted his eyes, releasing a cold gaze.

"The old man has been waiting for you for a long time!"

As soon as the words fell, many masters flew out of the city again.

In the blink of an eye, he has already fought with everyone in Guixiandao.

Ghost Yan Luo and Rakshasa Buddha looked at each other.

"go!"

The two were very decisive and immediately turned around to flee.

When Bei Zilun showed up, they already knew that the plan to attack Beishi City had completely failed.

pity.

They just turned around.

Above the sky clouds, a sharp sword light flew down.

The sword is like thunder, piercing the sky, like silver strings ringing from the nine heavens.

Bass~~~

The sharp sword light and majestic power immediately made Gui Yanluo and Rakshasa Buddha's hearts tighten.

The true essence in the two of them surged wildly, filled with monstrous ghost energy, intending to block the attacking demon-slaying sword.

swoosh~~

A piercing sound sounded, and the eyes of the two were filled with silver light in an instant.

Almost relying on instinct, ghost energy rose around the two of them, resisting the attacking demon-slaying sword.

The sound of piercing the sky stopped, the sharp silver light gradually dissipated, and the demon-slaying army hovered above the sky, pointing at Gui Yanluo and Rakshasa Buddha from a distance.

"Wine Sword Immortal!"

Ghost Yan Luo's face was serious, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Now the Sword Immortal of Wine is no longer an unknown person.

Previously, in Yiyang County, one person blocked the 40 Chaotang army and captured the two main generals alive.

In Xining County City, beheading Xiao Xingyu with a single sword, although suspected of stealing the head, is enough to prove the strength of Jiujianxian.

Several shots, all with extraordinary results, also let Jiu Jianxian's reputation spread throughout the Dasheng Dynasty.

"You can't escape!"

Bei Zilun's eyes were cold.

Immediately, together with the two Ming Dao Realm powerhouses from the Bei Family, they launched an attack on Ghost Yan Luo. ''

Gui Yanluo and Rakshasa Buddha are not weak, but in the situation of two against three, they fell into a disadvantage from the beginning.

above the cloud.

The Sword Immortal of Wine picked up the wine gourd and poured it wildly with his head held high. Afterwards, he recited freely and freely: "Yu Jian rides the wind, and eliminates demons. In the world, there is wine and joy, and I will go crazy without wine. Drink all the rivers and rivers, and drink again." The sun and the moon, a thousand cups can't get drunk, but I am the sword fairy."

The free and unrestrained voice echoed between the sky and the clouds, and the sharp and sharp Demon Slayer Sword shuttled through the battlefield below.

The sword shines like a shuttle, with endless murderous intent, harvesting the heads of many ghosts and immortals.

Where the sword light passed, a famous ghost immortal master fell like a dumpling in a pot.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen masters of ghosts and immortals died under the sword of killing demons.

Seeing this, the Guixiandao people no longer had the will to fight, and began to flee in all directions.

"Senior Jiu Sword Immortal, don't take the head!"

Dongfang Bubai shouted towards the sky in dissatisfaction as his opponent in front of him was swept across by a sword light.

It was not easy to have a chance to fight, but just after the fight started, Jiu Jianxian came to grab the head.

After shouting, Dongfang Bubai turned around, his long red dress flying in the air, and his eyes fixed on the red-clothed ghost who was also dressed in red.

"Don't run!"

At this moment, the red-clothed ghost doesn't have any intention of fighting, she can't wait to leave here immediately, and then find a place to hide.

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The red-clothed ghost just glanced at Dongfang Bubai without stopping at all, and even sped up his escape speed a bit.

suddenly.

Her heart trembled, and palpitations flashed in her eyes.

Pale sword light flew towards her, blocking her way.

A pale figure appeared in front of her.

White clothes beat snow!

The ghost in red looked at Ximen Chuuxue, his face turned pale for a while.

She was not afraid of Ximen Chuuxue, but understood that the situation at this time was full of crises.

Not to mention the others, just Ximen Chuuxue in the front and Dongfang Bubai in the rear, one in front of the other, there is almost no possibility for her to escape.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at her indifferently.

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed again.

The pale sword edge cut across the void, without any smoke or smoke.

There is no bright sword light, no majestic aura, just like an ordinary sword, a stab that ordinary people can do.

But the red-clothed ghost's eyes were full of fear.

The sharpness and speed of this sword exceeded her cognition.

The moment she drew the sword, she seemed to feel her own death.

As soon as the sword light came out, blood spattered.

The red-clothed ghost stared blankly at the pale sword that stabbed at his throat.

"why?"

She asked in horror and ignorance.

Too bad no one explained it to her.

Ximen Chuuxue is a pure swordsman, he has given up all the fancy swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and even Jiujianxian's swordsmanship is only used for his journey.

All he asked for was a sword to kill.

When the sword came out, the throat was pierced, and the blood blossomed under the sword. The brilliance of this moment was the beauty of the way of the sword that he pursued.

Now Ximen Chuuxue's cultivation is at the peak of the Tong Xuan Realm, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the Ming Dao Realm.

It can be said that under the Ming Dao Realm, very few people can block his sword.

It is a miracle not to die!

Perhaps only Dugu Qiubai can stop his sword.

Not far away, Dongfang Bubai, who was chasing after him, looked at the falling body of the ghost in red, and cast a gloomy glance at Ximen Chuuxue.

But she didn't say anything.

Because it's useless to say anything.

Such is Ximen Chuuxue's character.

The battle in Beishi City came and went quickly.

The Bei Family and the Temple of Enshrinement, which had been prepared for a long time, will soon behead the masters of the coming ghosts and immortals.

In less than a quarter of an hour, only a very few people escaped from Guixiandao.

Gui Yanluo left Rakshasa Buddha and ran away by himself. Although Bei Zilun tried every means to stop him, he still let him run away.

As for the others.

Grandma Ghost should be the smartest one. At the beginning of the battle, when the situation was not good, she turned around and ran without the slightest hesitation.

……

The situation in Kyoto has stabilized.

Facing an enemy several times larger than their own, although the Dasheng Royal Family and Chaotang still kept their last bones and struggled desperately, the result was doomed the moment the Kyoto defensive formation was shattered.

The Xianwu army from all directions invaded the city, and the remaining guards and guards of the court were completely defeated. With low morale, many soldiers lost the will to fight and fled in all directions.

Even if Shenghuang asked the Black Flame Cavalry to supervise the battle, they did not stop the fleeing soldiers.

After some chaos, the black flame cavalry was wiped out, and the remaining soldiers surrendered.

Huang Feihu led three thousand elite troops into the palace.

Wantonly slaughtered the remaining dragon soldiers and royal masters, and finally stopped in the Chaoyi Hall.

Inside the court hall.

Sheng Huang was dressed in a golden military uniform, sitting on the dragon chair, watching Huang Feihu striding in, trembling slightly.

At this time, there was no one around him, and he was truly alone.

It's not that everyone deserted him, but he drove everyone away.

The city of Kyoto was broken, and Dasheng was destroyed. Shenghuang knew very well that there was no chance to turn defeat into victory.

So he drove everyone away.

Each flees for his life, each obeys the destiny.

"His Majesty Sheng Huang, please!"

Huang Feihu, covered in blood, stood in the hall, looked at Shenghuang, bowed slightly and said.

No matter what, the person in front of him is the great emperor.

Even if it's just a subjugated king, he should be given the respect he deserves.

Sheng Huang stared blankly at the sky outside the door, his body motionless.