The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 104: Tai'an City's Eighteen Towering Gates, Each Gate Has a Corpse

Three months later.

Xi Mingzhang strolled along the bustling streets and saw the prosperous street scenes that were dazzling. The streets and alleys were crowded with people, like an endless river.

He arrived at the outside of a solemn and magnificent imperial city at a leisurely pace, and saw that the imperial city was lined with sentries and heavily guarded, with patrolling guards everywhere.

Outside the gate of the imperial city, a young Taoist priest in a yellow robe suddenly appeared, which immediately triggered a chain reaction. The soldiers continued to gather, holding shields in one hand and blades in the other, and formed a military formation to fight back.

"Boring."

Xi Mingzhang put his hands behind his back and walked towards the gate of the imperial city. All the soldiers dropped their weapons and stood on both sides, bowing their heads to welcome him.

He took one step of ten feet and soon arrived at a city gate. He saw many soldiers guarding the gate, and leading them was a young swordsman.

"Tai'an City has eighteen majestic gates, each gate has a gatekeeper, and they are all masters. How come I see you as just a first-grade Vajra Realm? If the huge Tai'an City is full of people like you, the Zhao family of Liyang should be exterminated today."

When the young swordsman heard this, he was about to draw his sword, but his body froze, bright red blood flowed from his brow, and he fell to the ground with his back facing the sky, dying.

The soldiers stationed at the second city gate, like those stationed at the first city gate, dropped their weapons in a daze, retreated to both sides, and bowed their heads in a gesture of greeting.

Outside the third city gate.

Xi Mingzhang looked at the man standing in the front, with a copper yellow croaker bag containing seven golden carps tied around his waist, and couldn't help but look amused:
"The bells and drums are clear, the Ministry of Justice has a distinguished guest, the first rank refers to the mysterious realm."

He did not stop walking. Unknowingly, a red dot appeared between Zhong Gucheng's eyebrows. With a trace of blood flowing down, he fell to the ground and died.

Xi Mingzhang walked slowly into the third city gate as if he was the master of Tai'an City.

Outside the fourth door, there was another lame old man blocking the way.

"A master in the Great Celestial Realm." Xi Mingzhang's face was indifferent. As soon as he finished speaking, the lame old man fell to the ground and could not get up.

Outside the fifth gate, there was a general dressed as a royal guard, leading his troops standing solemnly, and then gave the order to shoot arrows.

"I came to Tai'an City with the idea of ​​refraining from killing, but you not only want to die, but you also want to take your subordinates with you to die."

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

The arrows in the sky suddenly changed direction, and lightning flashed on the arrow bodies, like thunderbolts bombarding the fifth city gate.

"Boom boom boom!"

Xi Mingzhang listened to the fleeting screams, waved his sleeves to disperse the smoke and dust, took a step forward, passed the corpses on the ground, and came to the sixth city gate.

He looked at the old man carrying a sword outside the city gate and said calmly:

"I should be quite famous in the martial arts world, so why did the Wu Family Sword Tomb also want to get involved? You are the current head of the Wu Family, and you have lived for nearly a hundred years. Are you tired of living and are you looking for death?"

"I just had to come." Wu Jian looked calm.

"I suddenly remembered that not only does the Wu family sword tomb have to act according to the mood of the Liyang Zhao family, but you are also Xu Fengnian's great-grandfather." Xi Mingzhang said leisurely:

"I heard that the current head of the Wu family would leave the sword tomb every ten years to search for the world's famous swords."

"I have spent the past ninety years searching for nine famous swords, but I have only taken their spirits and used them for my own benefit, reaching the point where I have no swords in my hands, but possess nine majestic and sharp sword auras."

"When he was nearly a hundred years old, he practiced sword skills. Wherever he was, the sword would follow."

"Besides, the Wu family's sword tomb has been passed down for a thousand years, and the family's sword-fighting knowledge is the world's sword-fighting knowledge. He can be said to be a well-deserved grandmaster of the sword-fighting art."

"Come, draw your sword, let me see what you are capable of." Wu Jian's whole body suddenly emitted an extremely sharp edge, and a rainbow-like sword light. Just as he was about to move, the edge and sword light disappeared.

"Yes, I regret it now. When I think about how the so-called Sword God Li Chungang is so disappointing, you should not let your mediocre Kung Fu bother me."

Xi Mingzhang's illusory figure suddenly appeared beside Wu Jian. When they passed by each other, he turned into ashes. His death was not a clean one.

Outside the seventh city gate, an elderly swordsman stood silently.

"It seems that my reputation in the martial arts world is not as great as imagined, otherwise there wouldn't be people from big sects coming here one after another to die."

Xi Mingzhang looked calm:
"Chai Qingshan has always been famous for his exquisite swordsmanship and profound sword energy. He is a sword master whose swordsmanship is unmatched in the Central Plains and the southeast."

"It is said that the world's swordsmanship comes from two families. One is the withered sword from the Wu family's sword tomb, and the other is the new sword from the Dongyue Sword Pool."

"As for a withered sword, it is inevitable that it will be stubborn and unyielding. The name of the Sword Tomb shows that this sect is doomed and the entire sect is doomed. And you, Dong Yue Sword Pond, claim that you are practicing a new sword, so why are you so reckless?"

In an instant, a flash of sword light appeared.

"Looking at your appearance, you won't listen to advice. Now that you are here, if you don't die, it will be my fault."

Soon, Xi Mingzhang arrived outside the eighth city gate.

"Are all the people from Dongyue Sword Pond stubborn? Song Nianqing, you are the leader of Dongyue Sword Pond, why are you here to die?"

"Every time I learn a new move, I forge a sword. Originally, I hoped to have twenty swords in my lifetime, and leave the final battle to Deng Tai'a or Wang Xianzhi. However, the emperor's order is hard to disobey, so I have no choice but to break through the barrier." Song Nianqing spoke calmly.

"So he's a lackey of the Zhao family in Liyang, no wonder." Xi Mingzhang nodded: "Then I wonder how many swords Sect Master Song has raised?"

"The fifteenth sword."

"Fifteen is not a bad number. Just based on these fifteen swords, I have remembered a sword technique. So I will give you a chance to use one of their moves."

When Song Nianqing heard this, a burst of emotion rose up from the ground, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a giant sword holding up the sky.

He jumped up, and immediately a picture of a fairy riding a dragon appeared in the sky. Sword energy was winding, thunder and lightning were fierce, clouds and rain were heavy, and they pressed down towards Xi Mingzhang.

"It is a sword in itself, like a fatal blow from the immortal realm on land, but it is so-so."

Xi Mingzhang used his finger as a sword and slashed it from top to bottom. Out of thin air, a powerful sword energy about four or five hundred feet long appeared.

It chopped towards the picture of the immortal riding a dragon with a ruthless and ferocious force that seemed to break the sky into pieces.

"boom!"

Not only did the sky become bright again, but the mighty sword energy became increasingly powerful, directly resulting in the destruction of the ten city gates at the back, leaving the entire city in a mess.

"I have no interest in breaking through the city gates one by one. They are just weeds that can be easily wiped out."

"Since you still want to struggle to the death, don't blame me for being cruel and merciless."

Xi Mingzhang jumped up and hung outside the main hall of the imperial city, then looked at the few people who were holding their breath.

"Liyang Emperor's Master Yang Taisui, the ancestor of the Nanyang Liu family, one of the ten great families in the Spring and Autumn Period, Master Liu Hao, and the human-cat Han Diao Si."

His eyes dropped and scanned all the people present one by one. When he saw the last two people, he smiled and said:
"There is actually a young eunuch who is the same age as the country and has the same luck as Li Yang, and the number one master four hundred years ago, the land god Gao Shulu."

"You have given me a small surprise, very good!"

(End of this chapter)