final catastrophe

Chapter 273 95. One Person Walks the World (Subscribe)
"Teacher, you really don't need your disciples to accompany you to the imperial capital together?"

Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, the silver-haired man finally couldn't help asking, how can a headmaster go to a banquet alone in this world, without even bringing a soldier with him, wouldn't it look shabby.

Sima Jia and Wudang elite disciples were seeing off, standing between two bluestone sword steles.

Xia Ji still kept his white robe as before, carrying a bundle of gold leaves on his back, and carrying a long arc moon knife.

Hearing the question, he turned around and said, "No need."

In such a situation, no matter how many people go there, they will die, and if they really want to fight, it will be just a burden.

He understands this point, and Sima Jia naturally understands it too, but he understands it, but it is difficult to do so when it is really coming.

"I'm leaving." Xia Ji said goodbye simply.

The Wudang disciples stood in awe, but felt a little ashamed in their hearts.

He had only taken a few steps when another voice came from behind him.

Sima Jia asked: "Teacher, are you really not going to say goodbye to them?"

His voice trembled slightly.

Xia Ji smiled softly, "Why say goodbye?"

After finishing speaking, he waved his white sleeves, and his whole body melted into the wind, fluttering like a fairy walking on clouds, and he left quickly along the mountain stone road.

Sima Jia and Mo Xieluo watched the head teacher go away alone.

He didn't turn around until his back disappeared.

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More than ten days later.

After submitting the imperial invitation, Xia Ji galloped to Ziwei Pass.

Although the city gate was dilapidated, there were still traces of war on it, and even the smell of blood rose with the wind.But Emperor Shang obviously sent someone to repair it.

The guards looked at the young man curiously, and even called the city gate captain.

After all, the rest of the entry sects holding the imperial invitation came in a large group, at least dozens of people, how could they come alone like this with a single blow.

"Name?" Chengmen Wei looked at the white-robed boy suspiciously.

The latter said calmly, "Xia Ji."

Chengmen Lieutenant suddenly lost color, his body was lowered, his back was slightly bent, he lowered his voice and asked, "Are you the one from Wudang?"

Xia Ji said calmly: "I will represent Wudang to participate in the feast of the imperial capital, can I enter the customs?"

Chengmen Wei didn't seem to wake up yet: "Are you alone?"

Xia Ji didn't answer anymore.

The latter paused for three or four seconds before waking up and hurriedly said, "Of course, of course you can enter."

Then the city gate captain in armor respectfully handed back the imperial invitation to the young man in front of him, and then moved away with a smile.

And the young man, dressed in white and carrying a long knife, rode his horse into the pass.

Although he is only one person, he seems to be carrying the situation of Longzangzhou with him, like thousands of troops entering the customs, which is shocking.

Most of the people in Guanzhong came from all corners of the country, and they were once occupied by bandits. There was a mixture of good and bad, and it was very noisy and chaotic.

If ordinary knights go out to practice and stay in Ziwei Pass for several days, they may even lose their pants.

And no matter how brutal the thieves are, no matter how fierce the killer is, they don't dare to act presumptuously here. Anyone who dares to be arrogant and domineering will probably hang his head on the city wall the next day, or be eaten by scrawny wild dogs on the street. .

The air is full of strange smells, stench, blood, meat, etc.
Mixed in all kinds of yelling voices, it was a rush of discomfort.

But the moment the white-robed young man stepped onto the street, all the hustle and bustle disappeared. From the beginning approaching the city gate, eavesdropping on the details of the people who came, to see if they could do something, and then gradually spread, until Ziwei closes the end.

The kilometer-long road was suddenly silent.

No matter who they are or what their identities are, they all backed away to the two sides, making way for an empty road, and let the rattling horseshoes step on it leisurely.

Both men and women looked curiously at the man who proudly galloped past.

Yuebai Daoist robe, and an unremarkable long knife.

His expression was indifferent and calm, his figure and face seemed to have been washed in the long river of time, and they were very smelly.

When he passed by, no one dared to make a sound, so he almost fell on his knees.

This number one legend of the new era, a man whose prestige even surpasses that of the eldest lady, has entered the customs!
Among the crowd, a ten-year-old boy who looked like a ruffian, looked at the man who was not much older than himself, and sighed faintly, and said with emotion: "That's what a man should do."

Coincidentally, on the other side, a tall and strong young man with extremely energetic eyes looked at the man passing by adoringly, then clenched his fists tightly, and murmured: "One day, I'll give you a chance to pay for my project!" Shaoji will catch up with you, stand in front of you, and beat you!"

Although he was alone, he was like an uncrowned emperor until his figure disappeared at the end of Ziwei pass.

Everyone let out a long breath.

Then a big man with a beard said excitedly: "I finally saw the Datian Dao, go back and talk to those local dogs, and I'm not envious of them!"

A skinny swordsman said excitedly: "I finally saw the emperor in this sword. I'm so excited. No, I have to draw the sword five thousand times to vent my anger."

But another huge man with a solemn face and pupils like dead fish was trembling incessantly.

When asked by his companion, he said: "Sword intent, such a strong sword intent, it is like the gods from the sky descending to the earth and walking in the world."

On the other side, there was a beauty wearing fiery red clothes, with a bewitching face and a beaded forehead. She was not a righteous person at first glance, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Xia looked at me just now, he must have taken a look at me."

Soon another woman in red beside her sneered: "It's me who is looking at me! You are such a vulgar fan, Mr. Xia is as elegant as a fairy, how can you care?"

"it's me!"

"it's me!"

The two women in red immediately started arguing, which soon turned into a duel between demons.

The reason for wearing the red dress may be because of Ren Qingying.

In the battle in Lingye City, the scene of the leader of the Demon Cult wearing a red fairy dress passing through the sky, blocking the blow of the sword for the one he loves, is so beautiful.

So many rising stars of the Devil's Cult began to imitate.

The red clothes also became extremely popular in the Demon Cult after that.

Everyone exclaimed, envied, and feared
Such a man is unique in this world, and there is no other in the world.

It seems to be a great fate to meet him at Ziwei Pass.

Xia Ji naturally didn't know that his prestige was so great, he just rode the white horse under his command, and galloped towards the imperial capital alone, at a leisurely pace.

And soon.

The imperial capital, Tianque.

Eight hundred miles hastened, and one message after another was sent into the palace.

Shang Huang sat in the middle.Looking at the urgent reports submitted, he was silent.

All emergency reports have the same content.

Only four words.

Xia Ji is here!

Yes, the legendary Datian Dao is here!
Pang Changye stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the left side. He didn't come out at this time, but looked at the elite dragon patrol team kneeling on the ground and said, "How many people are here in Wudang?"

The elite of the Dragon Patrol Team who could directly meet the emperor said: "One! He is alone!"

As if he was afraid that the two of you would not believe me, he said it again: "I report to the Holy Majesty, I report to the great man, my dragon patrol team has searched all over, Wudang is the only one who went down the mountain alone, and entered the pass alone, and he is coming to the imperial capital at this time." .”

Pang Changye was stunned: "Only one?"

Shang Huang smiled coldly: "I am very brave, I appreciate it very much, I hope this reckless man is not aware of current affairs, otherwise there will be General Lao Pang."

Pang Changye frowned slightly.

Emperor Shang said coldly: "What? General Pang is afraid?"

The burly farmer-looking man shook his head and said, "I'm wondering how many people are needed to capture this beast."

"Beast?" Shang Huang suddenly burst out laughing.

He held his head up, with a fierce look in his eyes, "I am a heavenly dragon, I am the Son of Heaven, even a beast, I have to lie down!"

Pang Changye closed his eyes and said respectfully, "My emperor is wise."

(End of this chapter)