Chapter 36 Soldiers Approaching the City

At the foot of the city gate, the guard commander was alone, holding a steel knife. Although there was endless fear in his eyes, and the arm holding the knife was trembling faintly, he did not take a half step back!

When the guards and the imperial army did not dare to step forward and fled in all directions, he still guarded the city gate, never left, never wavered.

His name is Guo Lian, and it is his duty to guard the city gate.

As long as he is alive, he cannot back down.

"Come on, step over my body!" Guo Lian stared at him and roared hysterically.

He was using this method to express the fear in his heart.

call!

A tragic and bloody aura rushed towards his face, and Su Zimo had already approached.

Seeing Su Zimo's face clearly, Guo Lian opened his mouth slightly, surprise flashed across his eyes, followed by endless regret.

In the crowd before, Su Zimo was covered in blood, and there were many blood droplets on his face. The whole person was like a murderer who came out of hell. Guo Lian did not recognize Su Zimo.

It wasn't until the two faced each other that Guo Lian suddenly remembered that this person was the one he put into the royal city!

That delicate-looking scholar in blue, who was ruthlessly ridiculed by his own men...

At the same time, Su Zimo also recognized this person.

The Hanyue Knife just landed on Guo Lian's head, but suddenly staggered, Su Zimo kept walking, passed this person, and said softly, "You let me into the city, and I will spare your life."

Guo Lian turned around from the gate of hell, collapsed instantly, fell to his knees, gasped for breath, and was soaked with sweat.

Su Zimo's words echoed in Guo Lian's mind, and he couldn't help but murmur: "Even if I didn't let him into the city at the beginning, wouldn't I be able to kill him with this person's strength? Could it be that this is karma? "

Guo Lian couldn't help but look back, the next moment, something that made him even more horrified happened.

"Boom!"

A deafening bang.

The tall and generous city gate was smashed into pieces by Su Zimo!

Su Zimo left the city, looking like a ghost, barely touching the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he left King Yan's city far behind.

Dozens of Qi practitioners from the Huanxi Sect also rushed out of the royal city, looking at Su Zimo's retreating back, but did not choose to pursue.

On the one hand, they chased Su Zimo in the sky in Wangcheng, and their spiritual energy was almost consumed.

On the other hand, these Qi practitioners could see that even in their prime, their speed was not as fast as Su Zimo.

"How on earth did this person train his physical body to such a level?" Someone couldn't help but ask, the panic in his eyes had not dissipated.

A person next to him said: "I heard from the sect master before that some top sects have geniuses with heavenly roots, and their cultivation speed is extremely fast. In addition, there are sufficient resources in the sect. Meridians, Qi training and body training, but this person is obviously not a Qi practitioner."

"The physical body of the body refiner you mentioned is stronger than ours, but it is far from this point. The physical body of this person is afraid that it is more terrifying than the spirit beast!"

"Don't be discouraged. When the elders of the sect rush over, let's kill them together! I just inquired about it. The Su family has been hiding in Pingyang Town all these years. The Su family is all mortals, and even if they escape, they won't be able to run far."

"Well, when the time comes, he will kill the Su family and leave him alone to vent his hatred!"

...

The seventh day after the death of King Yan.

In Canglang City, a carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew into the city lord's mansion.

From King Yan City to Canglang City, it takes about seven days for the flying pigeon to pass the book.

Not long after, an order came from the city lord's mansion: "Order the entire army, prepare to attack the country of Yan!"

Luo Tianwu was wearing a golden armor with a long sword hanging from his waist, like the monarch of the same country, walking out of the city lord's mansion, looking in the direction of the country of Yan, and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that Su Zimo is really Killing King Yan, this is God's will! God's will wants me, Luo Tianwu, to be the king, the general trend, who else can stop it!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

The old man in gray standing behind Luo Tianwu said with a smile: "Su Zimo is a little clever, but he still fell for the king's plan to kill with a knife. If you kill King Yan, he will also die in the city of King Yan."

"Hahaha!"

Luo Tianwu smiled proudly: "This is Yang Mo, Su Zimo knew that I was using him, and he would take the bait and help me kill King Yan. Su Zimo, huh, a mere man, can't be used much, He has read the books for more than ten years in vain."

"Sir, don't worry, when I make the king, I will make you the national teacher." Luo Tianwu said solemnly.

The gray-clothed old man leaned over slightly, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Luo Tianwu waved his arms and said loudly: "Go, follow me on the expedition, and achieve dominance, right now!"

Luo Tianwu had been waiting for this day for a long time. The soldiers in the city sharpened their knives, and they were already ready. In less than a quarter of an hour, they had gathered 50,000 soldiers and horses, and they were led by the five wolf guards of Canglang City.

The army left the city, bypassed the Canglang Mountains and entered the border of Yan Kingdom. The nearest city was Jian'an City of Yan Kingdom.

...

There is a village not far from Jian'an City, which is called ghost village.

The Su family moved here more than ten days ago, and Pingyang Town was empty.

Over the past few days, under the conditioning of Song Qi's medicinal herbs, Su Hong's body has gradually improved and recovered a lot.

But just as Zheng Bo expected, physical illness is easy to treat, but heart disease is difficult to treat.

Su Hong has always been bedridden, not thinking about tea and rice, and his eyes are empty and hopeless. Whenever he thinks of the deep blood feud of the Su family, there is no hope of revenge in this life, and the pain in his heart is unbearable.

Zheng Bo and others are also helpless.

Seeing that Su Hong's body was getting better day by day, but his spirit was becoming more and more sluggish, everyone in the Su family lamented.

On this day, Liu Yu, the commander of the Su family's guard, suddenly rushed into the yard, with a complicated expression, mixed with joy and sorrow, and said loudly, "Mr. Zheng, something big has happened!"

"What's wrong?" Zheng Bo's heart sank.

Liu Yu said: "Luo Tianwu led the five wolf guards under his command, and led an army of 50,000 to attack Jian'an City, and the troops have already arrived at the city!"

"Um?"

Uncle Zheng frowned and said doubtfully, "Luo Tianwu has been planning for a long time, but why did he suddenly send troops? There must be some reason, otherwise he would not act rashly."

"Sir expected well."

Liu Yu nodded and said: "I heard the report from the spy, Luo Tianwu threatened that King Yan was dead, and the state of Yan was in chaos, but the news of the king's city has not yet come. ."

Uncle Zheng furrowed his brows, his expression solemn, and pondered: "Since Luo Tianwu has already dispatched troops, this news is most likely true! But there are dozens of Qi practitioners protecting King Yan, how could he die so easily? Who killed him? King Yan?"

Suddenly, Uncle Zheng seemed to have thought of something, and exclaimed: "Second son! Where has the second son been these days? Has anyone seen it?"

Liu Yu shook his head and said, "Second Young Master is indeed very powerful, but he won't be able to sneak into the king's city and kill King Yan under the eyes of dozens of Qi practitioners, right?"

Uncle Zheng exhaled a long breath, his expression softened slightly, and nodded: "That's true."

Song Qi, who was beside him, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but say, "You two, the one who killed King Yan, I'm afraid it's really the second son of your family!"

Thank you so much, Ghost Soldier. Interval memory, the reward of lost several Taoist friends~