Chapter 382

To the north, the imperial capital is the mysterious place revered by the world, and also the core of the whole Dashuo Dynasty, the imperial city!

The imperial city stands in the north of the city, sitting north to south, imposing.

Around the imperial city is the towering city head, which is still much higher than that of the whole imperial capital. It is all paved with golden glazed tiles. From a distance, it looks very gorgeous and luxurious.

The east end of the imperial city collapsed suddenly, and the continuous roar of the air engine naturally spread to the imperial city. However, at this moment in the Imperial City, although nervous and solemn, there are constant Jiashi swam back and forth, but it is not chaos, everything is in order.

Located on the high gate in the south of the Imperial City, two people sat on the top of the towering hall at the head of the city, and there were many armored men in golden armor around.

They both sat on the delicate chairs and looked up at the east capital, but their faces were different.

One of them is a big man. Sitting on the chair, the whole person feels like he is not angry. He looks a little gloomy. He squints his eyes and leans on the chair. One hand is still tapping the handle on the edge of the chair, making a thumping sound.

As for the other, he was a thin old man with white hair. He sat cross legged in a chair, but he looked very indifferent.

Both of them were wearing gold brocade clothes, and their clothes were shining with light air.

Obviously, these two people are the royalists in the imperial city. In the whole Imperial City, there are three royalists. One of them has died in Su Chunsheng's hands. The other two are sitting here, and they don't seem to have any intention to fight.

Around the gold armour Jia constantly walk, issued bursts of neat and powerful sound.

They were just silent. After a long time, the burly man seemed to be unable to help himself. He turned his head and looked at the old man with a cool look on one side, and said in a deep voice: "old Xue, are you sure you don't want to do it anymore? Now the Su family boy has killed Liushi, and his accomplishments have also fallen a lot. It's nothing to say that he won. "

Liushi in this population is a middle-aged man who appeared on the top of the imperial capital, and also one of the royalists. But now Liushi's head has been cut down by Su Chunsheng, and he can't die any more.

The old man, known as Xue Lao, just shook his head calmly and said, "the resentment between the Su family and the royal family can only stop here. The rest is the qintian Pavilion, so it's not suitable to do it. "

The burly man was still a little unwilling and looked into the distance with wide eyes.

Just before, after the east end of the city was smashed, the old man, who was called Xue Lao, told dozens of experts on the east end of the city, asking them not to interfere and protect themselves. Later, when Su Chunsheng killed the royalist, other people did not stop him. They even gathered from all directions to the experts on the east end of the city, They were all recalled, and now they are just around the imperial city.

"Don't forget, qintian pavilion has been built for so many years, but there has been no great crisis. In this short period of five years, it has been nearly demolished three times, all of which have something to do with the Su family."

The old man, surnamed Xue, pointed to the north, looking helpless.

As soon as the words came out, the strong man on his side was stunned and sighed.

In the past five years, qintian pavilion has been nearly demolished three times! And these three times, mostly just because the other side didn't try their best, just want to knock. For the first time, it was Xu Kuang, the great master of Confucianism and Taoism, who climbed the mountain alone and awed qintian pavilion with Confucianism and Taoism. Before long, it was the second time that the Sword Fairy from Jianshan mountain in Southwest China split qintian Pavilion in two with one sword. Fortunately, the outer building was only damaged, which did not hurt qi movement. Only then could qintian Pavilion be preserved! It was at that time that the Dashuo imperial court had a three-year agreement with Su Chunsheng. Su Chunsheng's life could not be hurt within three years, and Su Chunsheng had a chance to breathe. As for the third time, it was not long ago that a breath of reincarnated Buddha on the South China Sea appeared in the qintian Pavilion in the middle of the night. He raised his hand and knocked on the qintian Pavilion, and said that he was not an expert without hitting the qintian Pavilion.

Among them, Xu Kuang is Su Chunsheng's mentor, and Xiao Tianci, the sword immortal on Jianshan mountain, is Su Chunsheng's uncle! As for the Buddha, he also had a close relationship with Su Chunsheng. Su Chunsheng was able to plant his sword heart, and then he jumped into the fairyland, which he did.

On the top of the city, the solemn old man surnamed Xue, after seeing the strong man around him with a little helpless look, grinned and said coolly: "who is not the amazing and gorgeous man who is qualified to beat qintian pavilion? Now there is another Su Chunsheng. Naturally, it's not surprising. So, let's keep the Imperial City honestly. Don't think about qintian Pavilion. "

The strong man in the golden brocade breathed out a breath and said helplessly: "however, qintian Pavilion is related to the country after all."

The old man's eyes widened, and he didn't have a good way: "those who win the hearts of the people will win the world. As a royalist, what you don't like to say is that you are a doorman. You worry about farts."

The young man was speechless.

However, the old man, surnamed Xue, restrained his expression, pointed to the sky and murmured, "this kind of thing is against the way of heaven. It's estimated that many people above can't stand it."

"What's more, the royalist has just made a move. If we make another move, can you believe that a sword fairy will come from southwest Jianshan and split us? Don't forget, the most arrogant people in the world are not those in the sky, but those who hold the sword in their hands. "

As soon as the words came out, Zhuang Hamilton was stunned and gave a bitter smile.

Three years ago, the Sword Fairy from southwest Jianshan split the outer building of qintian Pavilion, and the whole mountain top was shocked. For the royalists, it is not without awareness. But no one has ever appeared, not because they don't want to appear, but because the sword spirit of the famous Sword Fairy is too strong! The same is the fairyland, but the name of the fairyland, but clearly people feel very terrible.

"Lu Qingtan, let's do our duty well." The old man looked up calmly and looked to the East.

The strong man, who was called Lu Qingtan, was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, and then nodded bitterly.

There is a strange movement in the sky. It seems that an immortal peeps below. But after a curse from Jianshan in Southwest China, the sky is still.

It turned out that even the immortal above would be afraid of sword repair!

In the east of the city, Su Chunsheng no longer cares about the blood and embarrassment on the ground. He just looks up at the sky and grins darkly. Then he suddenly flashes, disappears in the same place and goes straight to the city.