Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start.

"Sir...what should I do?"

Outside the city lord's palace, a middle-aged man in armor looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked with an ugly expression.

Surrounded by densely armed soldiers.

Faced with countless angry voices, the people in the Yuanshi martial arts world were under great pressure, and the Yuanshi soldiers in Xiangyang City were also under great pressure.

This side of Xiangyang City is still Yuanshi's territory, and such a deafening sound is a rebellion.

At another time, there was almost no need to think too much, and the Yuanshi soldiers would directly suppress it, but it was really not possible at this time.

"Sir..." The middle-aged man in armor asked again when he saw no response from the master.

"No matter." The leader said with a livid face, looking towards the inn where Song Qingshu was staying with fear in his eyes.

When Yuan Qing came here before, he specifically explained that as long as there was no uprising and rebellion in Xiangyang City today, he would not care about anything else.

Song Qingshu... This is a taboo.

Although he wanted to suppress these unruly people, he didn't dare.

Yuan Qing only said one sentence when he left. Even if King Ruyang faced Song Qingshu here today, he could only endure it.

If you want to do it yourself, weigh it in your mind.

"Retreat all guards." The leader ordered and walked directly towards the city lord's mansion.

Xiangyang City Square.

Song Qingshu listened to the deafening sound in his ears and turned his eyes to the City Lord's Mansion.

For a long time, he didn't see any movement in the city lord's palace. Instead, he saw soldiers retreating in some places, and then he looked away.

Among the crowd below, someone in the Yuan Room has been monitoring Song Qingshu.

When everyone saw Song Qingshu withdrawing his gaze and taking a long breath, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with trembling hands.

They are really afraid that the current leader of Xiangyang City is a fool who will attack the people for the so-called face or other aspects.

That way... not only would that person die, but they might all die.

Song Qingshu, Yang Xue, and Youlan Zhuya, who can stop this lineup.

In the deafening sound, Zhou Zhiruo's attacks became more and more sharp, as if going crazy. Many of his attack methods were not controlled at all, and the leaked inner energy was flying around.

Many people moved out of the way, and some people directly moved out of the way but were knocked away in time.

"Qingshu, we're going down." Yang Xue looked at the situation below, shouted hello to Song Qingshu, and jumped down, followed closely by Youlan Zhuya.

The figures of the five women appeared around the martial arts field in the blink of an eye, and the five women's positions just surrounded the martial arts field.

"Help...life..." One person looked at the flying inner energy coming towards him, his face full of fear, and he shouted loudly.

Dongfang Lan raised her hand and waved, just enough to offset the inner energy of flying straight over: "Go to the side."

The man thanked him repeatedly and quickly backed away in shock.

bump……

bump……

This situation not only happened to Dongfang Lan, but also to the other four girls.

Zhou Zhiruo went crazy and acted without any sense of control at this time. Yang Xue and others could only block it, otherwise many people would be affected.

Everyone also knew about the strength of Yang Xue and others, so they were not too surprised.

After all, Youlan Zhuya had taken action during the Emei sect, and everyone knew what his strength was.

Time passes slowly...

Facing the possessed Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Xing was completely unable to parry. He had been hit several times in a row, and the blood from the corner of his mouth kept overflowing.

When Zhou Zhiruo hit Zhao Xing with another palm, Zhao Xing finally couldn't resist anymore. The Gang Qi protecting his back was penetrated again, and he was hit hard. His steps were unsteady and he retreated hastily.

Originally, he was going to wave the long whip in his hand to stop Zhou Zhiruo for a moment, but he was still too slow. Before he could take action, the cold light of Yitian Sword had already appeared.

puff……

Before the man fell, his dead head had already flown out.

This sword directly caused Zhao Xing to lose his head.

Zhao Xing did not know that he was an abandoned son until his death. He was still unwilling to accept his failure and regretted that he had lost a magic weapon that could withstand the Yitian Sword.

At this moment, the four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya took action at the same time. In the eyes of ordinary people, the figures of the girls appeared next to Zhou Zhiruo as if they teleported.

Youlan Zhuya's palms were pressed in front of and behind Zhou Zhiruo's body, while Yang Xue's palms appeared above Zhou Zhiruo's head.

The five women all took action at the same time.

"Ah..." Zhou Zhiruo roared, but no matter how he roared or went crazy, everything was in vain in the face of absolute strength.

She could do nothing but scream.

After a few breaths, the redness in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes slowly receded, and her consciousness recovered.

Yang Xue noticed that it was almost the same, and a burst of inner energy came out, and Zhou Zhiruo fell down directly as if she was discouraged.

Yang Xue picked up Zhou Zhiruo and jumped up, heading directly to the top of the inn. At the same time, a pleasant sound was heard in the air.

"Wang He, I'll give it to you later."

Youlan Zhuya glanced at Wang He who was standing aside, and followed Yang Xue directly towards the inn.

The five girls came and left easily.

The Zhongyuan martial artist bowed deeply to the five girls and Song Qingshu who was standing above the inn, and then looked fiercely at the Yuanshi martial artist in the distance.

Wang He came directly to the center of the square. At the same time, a powerful internal energy came out from his right hand. Not far away, a long whip that could withstand the Yitian Sword appeared in his hand. He looked at the people in the Yuanshi Wulin with indifferent eyes.

"Take the body away."

"Don't say that the Central Plains Wulin won't give you a chance, we are waiting for you over at Guangmingding!"

"roll!"

The next second, countless roars from the Central Plains martial arts community rang out.

"roll!"

"roll!"

"roll!"

"..."

This voice was countless times more powerful than the previous cry, and countless people roared with exhaustion. This was a scene that countless people in the Central Plains had been looking forward to for countless years.

From this moment on, the Central Plains will no longer be oppressed by the Yuan Dynasty. This time, the Central Plains will win without any cover.

The Central Plains martial arts community has turned around. They are not afraid of Yuanshi and no longer need to be afraid.

The people in the Yuanshi martial arts world looked at the people in the Central Plains martial arts world who had been reborn, with anger and vigilance in their eyes.

They don't understand, they don't understand why just a victory in a battle fills the Central Plains Wulin with such fighting spirit.

They don't understand, they really don't understand.

Yuan Shi walked out alone, holding Zhao Xing's dead head with sad eyes. Although his gown was covered in blood, he didn't care at all.

"Brother... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The man kept saying sorry in his mouth, and his eyes were full of helplessness and grief. At the same time, he closed Zhao Xing's eyes with his right hand, looked at Zhao Xing's head for a few seconds, and finally took a deep breath and walked towards Zhao Xing's body. Carry the body behind your back.

The man just held Zhao Xing's head in his hands and walked toward the distance step by step with Zhao Xing's body behind him.

People in Yuanshi wanted to help, but they were all stopped by that person.