Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

Whoosh whoosh~~~

As his words fell, hundreds of arrows flew towards Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng looked at the arrow with cold eyes, and the invisible sword spread around his body.

Before the arrow entered three zhang around him, it fell down as if hitting an invisible barrier.

He swept across the guards below, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath!

The snow-white blade shone brightly under the bright moonlight.

The snow-white figure leaped out like a rainbow light flying down.

"Stop him!"

Seeing this, King Heili was shocked.

The next moment, three imposing figures flew up to meet Ye Gucheng.

The long sword looked extremely pale under the moonlight, just like Ye Gucheng's snow-white gown.

The pale moon, the pale sword, and the pale clothes reflect a pale cheek.

suddenly.

The starlight and moonlight in the night faded, as if all the brilliance in the world had been concentrated on the pale long sword.

The long sword is like a gust of wind outside the white clouds, changing thousands of times in an instant.

The pale sword light flickered, and the three figures that flew over suddenly paused.

Before everyone could react, a pale sword came to King Heli.

The tip of the sword touched Hai Li King's chest, a little bit of scarlet permeated his clothes and stuck to the pale blade.

"you!"

King Heili's eyes were cracked, and he looked at Ye Gucheng who was so close in horror.

"Can you retreat?"

Ye Gucheng asked.

King Heili trembled all over, just trembling, the point of the sword seemed to have pierced his flesh again, the severe pain made him dare not move any more.

The pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly, because he saw the three falling corpses behind Ye Gucheng.

Those are the three innate masters, and they just died like this!

Died in an instant!

King Hai Li felt a surge of fear in his heart.

"The king retreats!"

He said tremblingly.

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly, and withdrew his long sword.

The long sword is sheathed.

"If I don't retreat, I will come again!"

After all, he turned and left.

The hundreds of guards around him all panicked to make way for him.

Afterwards, that snow-white figure disappeared under the bright moonlight.

Looking at the place where he disappeared, King Hai Li didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Are cultivators scary?

Not scary!

What is terrible is the strong.

A strong man who can truly ignore power.

In the eyes of the strong, this well-guarded palace is no different from barren mountains and wild mountains. Come and leave as you want.

There is nothing to hide, nothing to cover up.

It is precisely because of this that it is even more frightening.

……

That night.

A melodious Xiao sounded in the Feather Witch Palace.

The sound of Xiao is as vast as the sea, there is no wave in thousands of miles, and the distant tide is slowly approaching, and it is getting faster and faster.

Afterwards, the torrents were raging, and the white waves connected to the mountains, while fish leaped and whales floated in the tide, and gulls flew on the sea.

Coupled with water monsters and sea monsters, a group of demons play with the tide, suddenly icebergs float, and sometimes hot seas boil, and they are extremely changeable.

But after the tide recedes, the level is like a mirror, but the bottom of the sea is undercurrent and turbulent, lurking dangerously in the silent place.

Countless people in the palace, under such a beautiful whistle, couldn't stop dancing, even scratching their heads and faces indiscriminately, their hearts were shaking, and they were attracted by it.

Many servants without cultivation base fainted in the sound of the Xiao, and those with lower cultivation bases directly vomited blood and were seriously injured. Reaching the Innate is just a little uncomfortable.

The Feather Witch King was startled awake by the sound of Xiao, suddenly feeling stuffy and uneasy.

"Come on, come on!"

He exclaimed, but unfortunately no one responded.

When he noticed that the beauty beside him had fallen into a coma, his face turned pale, and he fled out of the bedroom in panic.

However, along the way, the ground was full of unconscious maids and servants. It was not until he came to the empty square that many powerful practitioners came to him.

"what happened?"

"What's with this sound?"

He asked in panic.

"where!"

One person pointed to the treetops in the distance and said.

Under the full moon, a figure with a jade flute in his hand stood on the top of a tree. The cool night wind blew, his wide clothes fluttered, and his messy hair fluttered.

"Tell him not to blow it!" The Feather Witch King roared angrily.

Immediately, more than a dozen figures flew towards the big tree in the distance.

However, before they reached the big tree, the figure on the treetop put away the jade flute, and flew away from the bright night sky like a phoenix.

"Tomorrow night, the old man will come again!"

The old voice echoed in the palace, and the Feather Witch King's face was so dark that it could scrape off a layer of ink.

……

early morning.

Three Miao Palace.

The ministers enter the palace and discuss with the court.

King Sanmiao sat on the throne and announced loudly: "Decree, withdraw the army from Nanyuan River, and stop attacking the border of Dali!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of discussion among the officials in the hall.

"Your Majesty, why is this?" A courtier stepped forward and asked.

King Sanmiao glanced at him and said, "Come here, take this guy out and chop him up!"

In an instant, there was silence in the hall.

Everyone looked at King Sanmiao in disbelief.

Only a few guards from outside the hall came in and grabbed the minister who spoke.

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

"Your Majesty, please spare me! Your subordinates will arrange for the withdrawal of troops!"

The courtier begged for mercy loudly and burst into tears.

King Sanmiao's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he waved his hands and said, "Okay, I will spare you for now, and I will give you three days."

Several guards withdrew, and the officials in the hall were stunned.

They all felt that something was wrong, but they didn't dare to ask more.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the main hall door.

"Meet the king!"

The sound of kneeling and worshiping came into the hall, and the atmosphere in the hall became even weirder.

Since then.

A burly figure came to the gate of the palace.

The officials in the hall looked at the figure with disbelief on their faces.

"Great King!"

"Two kings!"

The officials looked at the Sanmiao King at the gate of the hall for a while, and at the Sanmiao King sitting on the throne for a while, all feeling incredible.

"Who are you!"

The Sanmiao King at the gate of the palace pointed to the Sanmiao King on the throne and asked.

King Sanmiao on the throne muttered in a low voice: "Why did he wake up so soon! If I had known earlier, I would have tied him up!"

He raised his head, smiled embarrassingly and said: "Haha, I went wrong that one, I will come back another day!"

Before everyone could react, the King Sanmiao on the throne disappeared without a sound, leaving behind a bundle of thatch.

……

a few days later.

night.

There was another pleasant Xiao sound from the Feather Witch Palace.

The Feather Witch King stood under the big tree with a dejected face, pleading.

"Stop bragging, I beg you, stop bragging, I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

In the past few days, the sound of Xiao Xiao sounded every night in the palace, and the melodious sound of Xiao Xiao sounded like a talisman that made everyone feel uneasy.

All the maids and servants in the palace were seriously injured, and all of them fell into a coma and never woke up.

And the guards changed every night, and if they didn't change, every time the whistle sounded, the guards would be seriously injured and unable to guard the palace anymore.

For several days, the Feather Witch Royal Court thought of countless ways to catch the bastard who played the flute, but no matter how they searched, they couldn't find any trace, but he would still come every night.

In this way, the Feather Witch King completely collapsed.

His cultivation base is not weak, but he can't stand the torture of Xiao Sheng every night.

On the treetop, Huang Yaoshi stopped playing the flute, and said with a soft smile, "You can do whatever you want?"

"Enen~~"

The Feather Witch King nodded repeatedly.

Many people around also nodded.

"withdraw troops!"

Yaoshi Huang smiled lightly.

"What?" The Feather Witch King didn't seem to hear clearly.

"Bring back the army that attacked Dali!" Huang Yaoshi said.

"You are from Dali!"