The low sound of war drums enveloped Qingzhou, and the huge city seemed to have quieted down. There were no pedestrians and vendors on the bustling streets in the past.

The shops along the street also closed their doors.

Jilongshan slowly walked on the street, threw down a piece of silver or two, pulled a piece of clothing from outside a shop, putting it on. The qi and blood were restrained, and the muscles and bones were rubbed, and the body had returned to its normal size.

"Big evil and small good are just like this? Confucian scholars are indeed the most hypocritical group of people in the world, disgusting and disgusting!"

A voice of indifference sounded.

"What big evil and small good, what I want to do, has nothing to do with what good and evil."

Ji Longshan stopped, his sharp eyes swept around, and he could not tell where the person in the dark was.

"Old acquaintance, since he has come, why don't you show up and see him?"

"It's better not to see you, but I'm afraid that if I see you, I will be unable to help but beat you to death."

The calm and indifferent voice seemed to come from all directions, floating and unrestrained, not knowing where it came from.

"There is no shadow in all directions, and the eight extremes are uncertain. Your martial arts are becoming more and more amazing. Unfortunately, martial arts are just martial arts."

Ji Longshan sneered:

"If you don't show up, you're just afraid you're going to be beaten to death by me!"

He looked around coldly, and he was also wary.

His talent is not bad, but he finally became a monk halfway through the journey and had no guidance from a famous teacher. Even if he cultivated the Red Dragon True Gang, his martial arts background is not as good as Tang Bailie and the other four.

Not to mention the person in secret, he can be said to be the person with the strongest martial arts skills he has seen in his life.

"It seems that your body of refining a hundred iron has given you great confidence. Unfortunately, it's not time to motivate me, but I can't."

The calm voice was turbulent, and it seemed to be a little eager to try, but it seemed to be suppressing it even though it was trying hard:

"Don't worry, the time is here, I will show up and beat you to death!"

As the voice echoed, the breath gradually faded away.

“Ha~”

Jilong Mountain stands in the long street, staring around, with a glimmer of light in her eyes:

"Ask... did he bear the Tao fruit?"

When he frowned, a young man with a green face walked out of the alley next to him, came to him, and knelt on one knee:

"Subor Luo Zhong, pay homage to the big dragon head."

"How about outside the city?"

Ji Longshan calmed down, glanced at the person in front of him, and asked indifferently.

This person is named Luo Zhong, but he is not a young man. He has practiced an extremely strange martial art. He seems young, but in fact he is already fifty years old.

He is one of the masters in Changliu Mountain, second only to the six major bandits.

"Most of you brothers have arrived, and the Green Forest brothers from other prefectures and counties have also rushed out of the city. At this moment, they should have settled in the refugee city built by Xu Wenji.

Just wait for the big leader to give the order to exert force..."

Luo Zhong looked solemn, but he couldn't help but feel a little worried:

"But Qingzhou City is loose outside and tight inside, there are many masters near the city wall, and half of the divine arm crossbows have been demolished into the city, or they may be in defense and should be combined outside, so it is difficult to remove them.

If it is not removed, once the city is attacked, there will be many casualties and injuries..."

How powerful is the Divine Arm Crossbow?

If an arrow is shot out, hundreds of people wearing heavy armor will be shot to the opposite end and cannot destroy the God-arm crossbow. Then many people will die.

"Just just follow the orders."

Ji Longshan has no expression on his face.

Luo Zhong gritted his teeth and said with a tough bullet:

"Big Dragon Head, you are very skilled in martial arts, maybe you are not afraid, but my brothers are really worried, if so, if so..."

As he said that, he handed over a letter.

"Luo Zhong, do you know why I trust you alone and tell you what I do?"

Ji Longshan said slowly.

"Yes, because the subordinates are the most obedient..."

Luo Zhong's face turned pale. At the end of his speech, he immediately closed his mouth and did not dare to ask anything more.

"Go."

Ji Longshan sent him away, opened the letter and glanced at it, breathing his breath, shattering it.

"Are you a mob..."

Taking out a handkerchief and gently rubbing the palm of the hand that opened the letter, Ji Longshan murmured to himself and disappeared on the street.

...

...

On the other street, a group of Liushemen's heads with ugly faces were carrying several seriously injured Yinzhang heads and heads towards Liushemen's headquarters.

"Mr. Tang..."

Looking at Tang Bailie who was coughing up blood on the door panel, Tiefeng looked sad.

As one of the most elite captains under the Six Gate bronze seal, he naturally saw the task of siegeing and killing Ji Longshan from the beginning.

The four silver seal captains, including Yu Xuan and Bu Lingxu, were the most injured and the strongest external skills of the Hengzheng team, and were almost beaten to pieces.

Especially Tang Bailie, after swallowing a lot of injured medicine, he could hardly stop coughing up blood. If it weren't for the powerful vitality provided by the twelve blood exchanges, he would have been dead at this time.

"I can't die."

Tang Bailie turned over and coughed up a mouthful of black blood, swept over the captains with low morale, obviously resentment and worry, and sighed:

"This battle has nothing to do with others, and we are not as strong as others. But even if Ji Longshan has excellent supernatural powers, his foundation will be shallow and he will wait until the general captain returns.

He will definitely break his magical powers and capture and kill him!"

"The chief arrester..."

The crowd was silent for a moment, and was a little better, but they were still worried and nervous.

The martial arts of the General Captain are mysterious, but few people have seen them after all. They have witnessed the battle before.

At this moment, I was extremely cautious and afraid.

This is no longer an existence they can deal with.

"Forget it."

Tang Bailie stopped talking and closed his eyes.

Soon, the crowd had turned around the six doors and, under the guidance of Tang Bailie, carried him to a rockery campus and dispersed.

"Are you blaming me?"

After a brief silence, a sound echoed in the courtyard.

"Ahem..."

Tang Bailie coughed up blood, struggled to sit up, and tried hard to regulate his breathing, and then replied:

"I don't dare."

"Don't dare? It seems that you are indeed blaming me."

The calm voice echoed in the courtyard:

"You have seen magical powers with your own eyes, but you still have no idea about Taoist fruit. You only know that the disaster is far-reaching, but you don't know how great the disaster is."

Tang Bailie did not answer and calmed down his breath.

After the violent anger, although he was lucky enough to die, he was seriously injured. Not to mention that in just a while, even in three to five years, he might not be able to get better.

"Do you know, the Battle of Liujishan fifty years ago?"

A dull-faced young man walked out from behind the rockery.

This young man has an ordinary height and ordinary facial features. No matter from any angle, he is ordinary and can't find it in a crowd of people.

The only difference between ordinary people is his appearance, as dull as if he had no expression at all.

This person is the chief inspector of Qingzhou, Fang Qidao.

He patted Tang Bailie's shoulder lightly, breathing inside to heal his wounds.

"call!"

The Xionghun's inner breath passed into his body, and Tang Bailie felt the stinging pain slowed down, and his face also had a hint of blood:

"Is it?"

"Eight thousand miles of mountain streams were filled with mountains. The first battle was the Ming Dynasty, Dali, Tianlang, and the three kingdoms of the Three Kingdoms, and there were countless reinforcements afterwards...

After that war, the Ming Dynasty was almost shrouded in mourning, and the vitality of the Three Kingdoms was severely damaged, which has not yet recovered until now, and the source of all this..."

Fang Qidao sighed:

"It comes from the lord of the Tianlang King Court, Xuan Taiji, the Taoist fruit he obtained "Seven Kills"..."

"it turns out……"

Even though there were speculations and there were similar rumors before, but when he was convinced, Tang Bailie was still shocked and a little shocked.

Who would have thought that the extraordinary battle of killing and injured hundreds of millions of people would be a ceremony?

Only then did I realize why Xu Wenji was so serious.

Even though I knew it was irreversible, I still tried my best to persuade Ji Longshan...

"wrong!"

After being shocked, Tang Bailie reacted: "If this were the case, wouldn't it be better to kill Jilong Mountain earlier?"

"The Taoist fruits are all-encompassing, and the rituals are even more unpredictable. Who knows that if Jilong Mountain is in danger, it is not part of the ritual?"

Fang Qidao slowly put away his palms, looking calm:

"It has not been unprecedented in history when you kill yourself and achieve enlightenment."

"Can……"

Tang Bailie wanted to say something, but he felt that there was nothing to say.

In any case, his understanding of Tao Guo was only superficial and had no basis for refuting.

"Besides, is it true that a two-dynasty veteran who once served as the Prince's Grand Tutor and Minister of War really has no means to do anything? If he doesn't take action, is he really powerless?"

Fang Qidao's eyes flashed:

"Confucian scholars are the most cunning, and they can never believe the words of old Confucian scholars!"

...

...

The setting sun was like blood, beacon fires lit up on the city walls, and wolf smoke rolled. A group of soldiers were swelling on the city walls, tidying up their armor and waiting for it.

When Xu Wenji walked slowly, a group of yamen runners from the state yamen were busy carrying arrows and making gold juice, which smelled quite pungent.

"There is no one available in such a large Qingzhou."

Looking at the commotion at the gathering place of refugees outside the city, Qiu Zhanyu couldn't help but sigh.

Whether it is Qingzhou or Longyuandao, the power of the court is undoubtedly the leader and there is no force to compete with. However, the power of the court itself is extremely complicated.

Take Qingzhou as an example.

Qingzhou soldiers, state yamen, six gates, and Jinyiwei were all not subordinate, and there were many factions inside.

The state leader Nie Wendong could not mobilize any forces outside the state yamen, and the Qingzhou General Wei Zhengxian could not control the Six Gates and Jinyiwei, and vice versa.

Xu Wenji holds blank documents, but he does not have the right to the Prime Minister Qingzhou's military and political affairs.

In principle, Qingzhou soldiers, Liusanmen, and Jinyiwei would ignore his orders, which was a means to restrict the officials from the border.

At this time, it also becomes a constraint.

Only King Longyuan can lead the military and political affairs during wartime, and no one can do it.

Is Xu Wenji able to mobilize the Jinyiwei because the commander was his junior, and could mobilize the Six Gates, or because they and Jilong Mountain were as powerful as water and fire.

But he was photographed by many Jinyiwei and went to Deyang Mansion. The six gates were arrested and disappeared. The state lord Nie Wendong went far away to stay. At this time, he was really unsustainable.

"A mob is a mob after all. Those who stay for a long time are just one person in Jilongshan."

Xu Wenji looked at him calmly.

In the distance, there is already some chaos in the gathering place of refugees.

However, that's all. The refugees gathered at the place where the divine arm crossbow was already within the range of the divine arm crossbow. Thousands of divine arm crossbows were ready to go, and no one dared to emerge at this time.

"If these refugees were brought into the city, and the divine arm crossbow was about to be launched at this time, the number of bandits who came would die."

Qiu Zhanyu looked at the divine arm crossbow pulled by the bowstring, which was a pity.

The Divine Arm Crossbow is a powerful weapon for the country.

Any family who dares to hide such a battle will be a serious crime of raiding the family.

If Qingzhou was not located in the border area, the divine arm crossbow would not be convenient to transport. After the Liujishan War, the court would not have allowed so many to stay.

In front of a thousand and two hundred divine arm crossbows, even the Martial Saint must avoid the sharp edge, otherwise they will be shot into a sieve.

"It's useless. It's almost inevitable that the divine arm crossbow will siege the city by siegeing refugees. Jilongshan has read books and will not understand this principle."

Xu Wenji shook his head slightly.

The Divine Arm Crossbow is still a powerful weapon on the battlefield.

Even the craftsmen who have been tinkering with black gunpowder in Tiangong Academy for most of their lives have to pinch their noses to recognize this.

No one wants to try the feeling of a thousand arrows head-on.

"really."

Qiu Zhanyu nodded.

Neither of them regarded the bandits lurking outside the city as a major concern. Qingzhou City is so powerful that no one dared to attack the city head-on?

The only way to break the city is to cooperate with the inside and outside.

In other words, if you take down Jilong Mountain, no one dared to attack the city with a thousand two hundred god-arm crossbows.

Can……

"My elder, even if these bandits are not afraid, how should Ji Longshan deal with it?"

Qiu Zhanyu gently pinched his five fingers:

"I have sent someone to send a letter to command the commander, but I am afraid that the whip will be too long..."

The Red Dragon True Gang that he had taken before broke through the tiger's mouth in his right hand.

"Although magical powers are magical, they may not be unbreakable. What I am worried about at this time is his real purpose. His purpose is neither Qingzhou City, but he still comes from danger..."

Xu Wenji pinched his eyebrows lightly:

"Once the ceremony is accomplished, it is truly uncontrollable..."

He felt solemn in his heart.

Supernatural powers are born from the Tao fruit, but they are not the Tao fruit itself. If you cross the ritual, you will be two heavens and earths.

He has witnessed this existence with his own eyes and is very clear that the difference between the threshold is almost the separation between humans and immortals...

"Then can only wait for him to call?"

Qiu Zhanyu was a little unwilling to accept it.

He knew very well that it was Xu Wenji who could encircle Jilong Mountain on Fuxing Street today, not that the former entered the city just to drink tea.

The reason they hurried to the city was to prevent Jilong Mountain from destroying the divine arm crossbow inside and outside the city.

"That may not be."

Xu Wenji looked into the city with bright eyes:

"At this moment, someone should be more anxious than us..."

"who?"

Qiu Zhanyu was stunned and immediately reacted:

"What are you talking about, are the four masters?"

"How could these four families have been deeply rooted in Qingzhou for many years and be willing to be robbed? They may be slandered by their efforts to encircle Changliu, but if Qingzhou fails, they will definitely be the ones they are most anxious about."

Before Xu Wenji finished speaking, Qiu Zhanyu's eyes lit up.
Chapter completed!