C42 Establishment of the Movement

The truth was, this group of soldiers was too troublesome to deal with. He was clearly only in the Martial God Realm, but his cultivation of Congenital Stage made him look very pathetic just by relying on his military formation.

The robed cultivator's eyes were bloodshot, if it were not for him breaking through to Pellet Forming stage, he would have fallen for it today. He looked at the leader and said: "All of you stop, this old man will leave quickly."

"Hmph, to dare cause trouble in the city and make you leave, leave it to me. Soldiers, listen up. Don't let him escape." The high-ranking officer snorted and said disdainfully.

It turned out that this general and his group of soldiers were actually the Overlord Xiang Yu and his Xiang Family army.

With that, the daoist-robed cultivator no longer bothered with Xiang Yu and his army. After another few rounds, the daoist-robed cultivator quickly broke away from the encirclement and escaped.

If the pill forming cultivator wanted to escape, Xiang Yu and his Xiang family army would find it hard to hold on.

The daoist-robed cultivator escaped from the encirclement and looked at Xiang Yu as he laughed, "We will meet again in the future. Today, you will defeat me with the battle array. In the future, I will definitely kill you with my sword."

As the daoist-robed cultivator's voice faded, he quickly left. Suddenly, a middle-aged man slowly walked over from in front of him.

"It's better if you don't run. You can stay here today."

The middle-aged man appeared and blocked his path. He was carrying a greatsword on his back, who else could it be other than Yan Chixia?

"Who are you?" The feeling Yan Chixia gave him was one of unfathomable depth. If he were to face Xiang Yu and the rest, he would be able to escape even if he couldn't beat him. However, this was the first time he felt powerless when facing Yan Chixia.

"Those who left you." Yan Chixia said without a care, as if leaving behind the daoist-robed cultivators was just a casual matter.

If he knew that Wei Yuanmao had so many experts under his command, how would he dare cause trouble? At most, he would just let Wei Yuanmao establish the Yun Dynasty.

The robed cultivator only dared to cause trouble because he knew that all the Pellet Forming stage cultivators in Blue Dragon City had already gone to other places. His goal was to not let Wei Yuanmao succeed in establishing the Fate Empire, if he knew that there was an expert like Yan Chixia in Blue Dragon City, how could he dare to cause trouble?

"You and I do not seem to know each other, I wonder if you can give me face and let me go. From then on, I will not step into the China." The daoist-robed cultivator said solemnly.

Yan Chixia shook her head, "If I let you go, won't I become a sinner? For me, you'd better keep your head down. "

What a joke, letting go of the daoist-robed cultivators, how was Yan Chixia going to deal with the comrades under Wei Yuanmao's command?

As soon as Yan Chixia finished her sentence, she formed a hand seal with her hand. Suddenly, the broadsword was unsheathed.

"Flying sword." The daoist-robed cultivator's expression greatly changed. He backed up a few steps and ran without thinking.

In Barbarian Continent, there were no Heroic Assassins, but there were sword cultivators. Sword cultivators lived their entire lives with the sword, and they viewed the sword as more important than their own life. Sword cultivators were a group of extremely terrifying people.

Yan Chixia coldly smiled. If the daoist-robed cultivator ran away, then he would really become a joke.

In >, Yan Chixia would be able to easily deal with the powerful Old Demon Black Mountain, not to mention, he was an early stage Pellet Forming stage cultivator with a lower cultivation level than her.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

Although the flying sword was big, its speed was very fast, as if it had a soul. There was no need for Yan Chixia to control it. It quickly slashed down, its power gathering and the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth converging to form a sword shadow.

The broadsword flew back into the scabbard and looked at the daoist-robed cultivator again. His head was separated from his body, and he was no longer dead.

Glancing at that daoist-robed cultivator's corpse, Yan Chixia did not linger as she slowly walked towards the palace.

Everything happened too quickly. By the time Xiang Yu rushed over, Yan Chixia had already left, looking at the cultivator in two halves. Xiang Yu sucked in a breath, there were no traces of a fierce battle at the scene, and it could be seen that the cultivator was instantly killed.

"I wonder which colleague it was."

Following the killing of many Pellet Forming stage cultivators, Azure Dragon City gradually calmed down.

The sky had just started to shine, and in the center of Blue Dragon City, there were already many Congenital Stage soldiers standing guard.

In front of the altar, all the civil and military officers had lined up in two lines, their expressions solemn.

Outside the center of the Azure Dragon City stood millions of civilians.

On top of the city walls, the eunuch, Zhang Yong, holding an imperial edict, glanced at the sky. The sun had just risen, he shouted, "Time's up!"

The entire China was shaken!

"Your Majesty!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

All of the civil and military generals knelt down in unison. All of the millions of citizens outside the Azure Dragon City kneeled down. In the entire China, billions of people knelt down and faced the Azure Dragon City.

If Wei Yuanmao wanted to establish an imperial city, he would have to travel to all four directions to conquer the world, it was no longer a secret.

Wei Yuanmao was already prepared, upon hearing that the time was right, he immediately rode on the Golden Dragon Carriage and came out. At that moment, Wei Yuanmao was dressed in a gold dragon robe, on the dragon robe, there was a nine-clawed dragon.

To the left and right of Wei Yuanmao, Yan Chixia, the Sweeping Monk, the Black and White Sword, and a few other Pellet Forming stage guards were followed by hundreds of Martial Saint level eunuchs. In front of them was the White Robes group led by Bai Qi.

What Wei Yuanmao did not know was that within Blue Dragon City, there were dozens of cultivators from Congenital Stage s and Pellet Forming stage that had already gathered and prepared to give Wei Yuanmao a thunderous strike.

There were more than ten cultivators at the peak of the Congenital Stage gathered next to the old man, and this old man was at the middle stage of the Pellet Forming stage.

They were all cultivators from Yan Kingdom, for Wei Yuanmao to be able to establish an empire in the Barbarian Continent, had already crossed the bottom line of all the cultivators in the Barbarian Continent.

This time, they came to destroy the way Wei Yuanmao sacrificed to the heavens, preventing him from establishing the Yun Empire.

There were still many cultivators like them with their goals, hiding within the Azure Dragon City.

Wei Yuanmao rode on the Golden Dragon Carriage and left the palace, walking towards the sacrificial altar, stopping right in front of it.

The eunuch held the imperial edict and continued to read, "Gather national destiny, gather earth fortune, gather heaven fortune, gather the destiny of the world, meet the might of the heavens, and live on for ever and ever!"