In a street in Muzhou capital, Ling Xi and Hongjing walked towards the distant city tower. The Red Han army that rushed up were all knocked down and knocked unconscious by Ling Xi, without any blood.

Outside the city tower, thousands of Red Han troops gathered temporarily lined up to guard the street, trying to stop Ling Xi. A general led by the leader saw Ling Xi coming with Hongjing, sitting on the horse with a sword, and warned: "Emunique! Retreat immediately! Take another step forward and kill whatever you want."

Ling Xi pulled the sword out of the scabbard in silence, ignored the general's warning, continued to walk towards the city tower, and used his soul to remind Hongjing: "Remember, don't kill anyone."

Hongjing responded with a low roar, stepping on Ling Xi's side, protecting him under him.

"Kill!" Seeing that the warning was invalid, the general shouted and thousands of people rushed up.

Ling Xi's soul spread around, his steps became faster and faster, and finally he ran straight towards the military formation. The dozens of people in front of the military formation were all wearing armor and raised their steel shields together, holding spears in fearless manner towards Ling Xi.

Ling Xi used his long sword to push away the tip of the spear that was sprinting towards him, and his spiritual energy gathered under his feet, shattered the shield blocking his face, and his spiritual power was released from the shield, opening up the crowd around him.

Ling Xi rushed into the army. Under the cover of his soul, he accurately blocked the attacking weapons as if he had the help of his gods, knocked down the Red Han army in front of him one by one with his fists, and opened a way out from among thousands of people.

Hongjing followed behind, and with its powerful body, he could slap dozens of people with just one claw and one beast, and he crushed the thousand-man army formation just by sweeping it with one claw.

Ling Xi was the first to rush out of the crowd, his fists and spiritual equipment were covered in blood, and the blood behind him fell down and countless Red Han soldiers were wailing. This was the result of Ling Xi keeping his hand.

Hongjing then rushed out, and a cold arrow flew out of the city tower unexpectedly and stabbed into Hongjing's back.

Hongjing yelled irritably. Although the arrow was no different from a toothpick to it, it would still hurt if the toothpick stabbed into the flesh. Hongjing could not use all his strength, so he naturally felt angry.

Its purple hair stood up all over its body, and dozens of blue and purple arcs emerged from its body. It opened its mouth and sprayed a terrifying purple flame, avoiding the crowd and burning a piece of unmanned buildings to ashes.

Seeing this, the pursuers were all so scared that they stopped in place and did not dare to continue to chase after him.

"Hongjing, stop!" Ling Xi turned around and stopped its behavior, without looking at the attacking arrow, and turned his head to dodge. Ling Xi avoided the cold arrow before looking in the direction of the shooting.

The general who had ordered the Red Han army on the street to climb the city tower at some point, holding a long bow in his hand, which was the cold arrow he shot.

When the general saw Ling Xi looking over, he ordered the people around him to return the longbow to the archer and retreated.

The uniform tightening sound of the bowstrings made Ling Xi's heart tense. A shield made of soil appeared in his hand. He subconsciously rolled on the spot, half-squatted down and raised the shield, hiding his whole body under the cover of the shield.

Thousands of pieces penetrated half of the street, and the most thrilling arrow flew away a corner of the shield, rubbed Ling Xi's eyes and stabbed into the ground.

Ling Xi's arms were a little numb. The archers who shot archers must have the Spiritual Cultivation Realm, otherwise they would not have smashed his shield.

Ling Xi took advantage of the time they pulled the bow again, threw down their shield and rushed to the city tower, leaping up, fully displaying his ability to fight the war. With just the corners of the building you grasp, he could quickly climb up the city tower and turn over into the tower.

The sound of the blade being sheathed across Ling Xi's ears. He didn't even look at it. He turned his hand to grab the waved wrist, twisted it hard, removed the joint, and raised his foot to kick the falling knife away.

Hongjing spread her wings below, flew easily to the top of the tower, and pulled down a bunch of tiles.

Ling Xi's head rumbling kept rumbling, smashing him all over. He couldn't help coughing. If he hadn't worn a mask, he might have been choked.

The soldiers around were blinded by gray and swung their swords. Some even accidentally fell from the vacant place where Ling Xi came up.

At this time, Ling Xi's soul played a role. Every soldier around him was as dazzling as the light of the night, and could easily detect it.

He knocked all the people out of nowhere and threw the weapon down.

When the smoke dissipated, Ling Xi stood alone in the tower, facing dozens of people surrounding him again.

These dozens of people were all in the spiritual cultivation realm, each standing at one place to block Ling Xi’s retreat.

Ling Xi was helpless and tried his best to adjust his breath and restore his physical strength. If it weren't for the breaking of the agreement on He Ci Yan's paper, he wouldn't have tried so hard.

The Red Han Army general was among them. Seeing Ling Xi, he smiled contemptuously, and asked everyone else to deal with Hongjing and kill Ling Xi alone.

Ling Xi was relieved when he saw this. Fortunately, with Hong Jing there, he really couldn't deal with such a person.

The general didn't say much nonsense and raised his sword to slash at Ling Xi.

Ling Xi was full of confidence. He would never lose when it came to close against the enemy. He pushed the sword away and punched the general's chin. Unexpectedly, the man broke the sword blade back and slashed it against Ling Xi's waist.

Ling Xi had only had time to protect her waist with mud armor and block the spiritual power on the blade. The blade itself cut off the spiritual equipment and left a scar on Ling Xi's waist.

Ling Xi knocked him down with a punch, and the blood from his waist spilled out, dyeing half of his spiritual equipment red. He couldn't help but kneel down halfway and panted and knocked down a few healing medicines.

After all, Ling Xi was too confident in the enemy and himself. If he was more cautious just now and had a little bit of strength, he would never fall to the point of losing both sides.

Compared with Hongjing, he seemed a little miserable. Hongjing easily slapped the masters of the spiritual cultivation realm away. It is a descendant of the Xuanbird and the natural enemy of the dragon. In terms of physical body, I am afraid that a few human cultivators who can break the realm will not be able to fight against it.

Hongjing glanced at Ling Xi like a mocking look, stretched his long-haired legs in front of Ling Xi, and signaled him to use the blood of the Xuanniao magic power to heal his wounds.

Ling Xi grabbed a handful of hair on Hongjing's legs and stood up with the force, saying, "My health is very good, there is no need to suck you."

At this time, the wound on his waist quickly scabbed under the effect of the healing pill and began to heal.

Outside the city of Muzhou in the distance, hundreds of black shadows quickly passed through the earth and approached the city tower. Following the cavalry consisting of thousands of people.

Ling Xi's soul swept to the figures, couldn't help laughing, slapped Hongjing, signaling it to send a signal.

Hongjing took a step back and sucked the air into his lungs. He urged Yuan Ling to tilt his head and spit out a flame dozens of feet high. The flames dissipated at the apex and scattered into countless Mars, like a surging rain of fire falling from the sky.

Hundreds of big birds swooped into the city wall, overturning many archers who were staying on the city wall.

The momentum of hundreds of spiritual cultivation realms swept across the front city walls, shocking the Red Han army that wanted to resist. Without command for a while, no one dared to go up.

"Stop!" Before the person arrived, he heard the sound. The thin man held a golden imperial edict in his hand, stepped on the air, and covered the entire city with his spiritual power: "The Red Han Army obeyed the order! The road has been recruited, so I immediately put down my weapons and surrendered to the Tianwu Empire!"

How could the Red Han Army not know the thin man? There are still many confidants in the city. But this news is really unacceptable. Ma Lu just led a army of 300,000 to leave the capital, and surrendered in a blink of an eye. No matter what, the general of Ma Lu was reluctant to see Ma Lu coming, and couldn't help asking: "Where is Ma Lu General? Why are you the only one here!"

"The other four generals are all at Luanguan banquet. I came here to inform me in person. Isn't that enough?"

Everyone was hesitant. When they saw the hundreds of spiritual cultivation masters on the city wall, they were unwilling to put down their weapons.

"I'll say it again, put down your weapons, or you'll kill them!"

The city was still silent. Except for the soldiers who were originally thin men who put down their weapons, none of the other four generals put down their weapons. Instead, they looked at the thin men who looked vigilantly.

The thin man was anxious, not knowing how long it would take Luanguan to hold the road. If it were a while later, he might not be able to seize the capital of Muzhou.

Even if he couldn't take this city, the Tianwu Empire would treat him as a waste, and he might do whatever he would do to him after destroying the Red Han army. But there were still 400,000 troops in the city, and he had only tens of thousands of people in it, so he could not convince the whole city to surrender.

At this time, a momentum that could break through the realm came out from the top of the city, instantly overwhelming hundreds of spiritual cultivation realms and covering the entire city.

The thin man suddenly remembered that there was still this ferocious beast, and immediately smiled happily and exuded his momentum.

The two momentums that could break through the realm were pressed down together, and the stubborn soldiers could not resist, and knelt down and put down their weapons in sweat.

Ling Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that it had an effect, Hongjing retracted his momentum.

His soul suddenly trembled, as if he had discovered something, and moved closer to the south. Ling Xi looked to the south, where the hundreds of spiritual cultivation realms were here.

A familiar figure came into view. Ling Yingxi also noticed Ling Xi, turned around and looked at him, floating in the hem of the skirt.

Ling Xi showed her invisible smile. Seeing her coming, before she could speak, Ling Yingxi raised her hand and slapped Ling Xi in the face.

Ling Xi was a little confused when she was beaten. She finally saw Ling Yingxi. How could she behave like this to her?

"Are you staying here?" Ling Yingxi sneered and clenched her hands tightly.

Ling Xi shook his head and asked, "What's going on? What do you want to do?"

"You know what's going on. Are you doing what you're worthy of me?" Ling Yingxi said with red eyes and said coldly.

The first time Ling Xi saw her like this, she didn't understand what was going on, but she still whispered: "No matter what happened, I'm willing to apologize."

Ling Yingxi held back her tears and said, "Have you done that kind of thing?"

"What kind of?!" Ling Xi asked herself that she had never done anything to be sorry for her, and couldn't help but say loudly.

"I have always turned a blind eye to your affairs and gave you freedom. Please respect me and don't do it too much."

Ling Xi felt angry when he heard this and retorted: "Do you know who I am? I was locked in jail for several days! I was cut off a sword to help you with your waist! Hongjing can also testify to me, I have never done anything!"

Ling Xi covered the blood that had not yet dried out on the spiritual equipment, and could not say anything else.

Ling Yingxi was silent for a while and forced a smile: "I'm sorry, I believe you, just pretend I haven't said anything."

Ling Xi was most afraid of her. Ling Yingxi had this personality since she was young. She was bullied and would never cry in front of Ling Xi even when she was most aggrieved. She would only secretly find a corner to hide. Ling Xi caused trouble, except for Ling Xiaozheng, as long as she knew, she would have to fight for Ling Xi.
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