Chapter 471

"Guan Ao, break through!"

Before all the Qingyang disciples recovered from this plan, they heard him yell in a low voice.

"okay……"

Guan Ao smiled and agreed. He was the first to break through the formation, spit in both hands, and then held the golden knife behind his back. With a loud shout of "Hey", he slashed down towards the gate of the dark and dense capital city. All the cultivators saw boundless flames suddenly exploded in the void.

And in this knife light, you can even see faintly nine dragon shadows swimming in the knife energy, destroying the dead!

Rumble!

The city gate was cut in half by the sword light flying from the sky, and the aftermath rushed to both sides.

Those divine guards standing in front of the gate, stern and invincible, turned into paper paste at this time. Amidst the screams, pieces were blown away, and under the mighty aura, even the city wall that stretched for tens of miles was shaken out of cracks!

With just one blow, half of the city wall collapsed, and countless divine guards were injured...

"Fuck..."

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Qingyang Sect beside Fang Yuan were not calm anymore.

Among them, except Junior Sister Xiao Qiao, none of them have seen Guan Ao make a move yet. Now it is rumored in the immortal sect that Guan Ao went out with Fang Yuan for a few years, and it is not what it used to be. He once won the leader in the Zhongzhou Sword Dao Exam, but seeing how Guan Ao reads every day in a shaggy Confucian robe, it is still impossible to connect him with a master...

But now when he saw this knife, he was so shocked that his heart panicked.

It's not like we haven't seen a golden core cultivator before, but we haven't seen such a ferocious golden core...

"Look at this, is he really going to attack Yue Wangting by force?"

"Too overbearing..."

At this time, some monks had already arrived around, watching from a distance in mid-air, and their faces changed drastically when they saw this.

Fang Yuan's gaze directly passed him, and looked towards Yue Wang's court.

At this moment, the city gate had already been broken open, and the guards of the gods were stumbling around. Although there were still many people on both sides who were not injured, their eyes seemed to have seen a ghost at this moment. It was obvious that Guan Ao's knife had shattered their courage and dared not come forward...

He smiled, his aura suddenly rose like a wave, and he said in a low voice: "Emperor Yue, disciples of Qingyang are here, it's up to you to pay off the debt!"

While saying this, he has already strode forward and walked directly towards the inside of the capital.

"kill……"

"Ask Yue Huang to understand..."

Beside Fang Yuan, all the disciples of Qingyang Sect also shouted in a low voice, rushing in with fighting spirit.

And at this time, the guards in the capital also reacted, and naturally some were loyal and brave. They put their minds to one side and ordered the guards to line up and greet Fang Yuan and the others. They immediately fought with the disciples of the Qingyang sect.

However, most of the guards were still timid and only loitered in the rear.

After all, Yue Wang Ting is a giant that has swelled up in a short period of time, recruiting experts everywhere, although there are many people, but their character is mixed, and there is not much loyalty to Yue Wang Ting, just now saw Guan Ao's move, and in the past few days, heard too many legends about Fang Yuan, now I am timid, no one wants to contribute, I just want to observe the situation before deciding what to do.

At this time, Fang Yuan just watched the disciples of Qingyang Sect rise up to fight against the guards, and he was not in a hurry to fight.

From the dossier that Li Hongxiao gave him, it can be seen that Yue Wang Ting still recruited a few masters, so at this time, he only paid attention to those few people, lest they be killed by them suddenly and hurt the disciples of Qingyang who came with him.

As for these ordinary guards or commanders, there is no need to deal with them one by one.

It's better to take the opportunity to see the current cultivation of these fellow students.

It can be seen that Xiaojiao's cultivation base has soared now, and she has already established a foundation. It's just that her foundation is not good, and she only has the power of fire and wood, but she has a good understanding of supernatural powers, and she is proficient in long whips.

"Xinxing still affects her cultivation after all..."

Fang Yuan thought to himself: "If I use elixir to refine her foundation, I can barely form an elixir, but that's it!"

On the other side, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao was also driving the Frost Flying Sword, freezing one side, and the battle was even and steady.

Fang Yuan's evaluation of her is higher than that of Xiaojiao: "Junior Sister Qiao is smart, she behaves in a stable manner, and does not leak water, but she is too stable and loses her determination. It is rare for her to realize the change of frost from the power of water. In the future, she also hopes to hit the Golden Core realm, but whether she can enter the Golden Core late stage depends on her personal fortune..."

While walking forward surrounded by all the disciples, Fang Yuan was thinking, thinking about the future.

From these disciples, I can also see a few who are really good.

Long Yinfeng's true biography, Meng Zhen, is one. When he uses the way of the sword, he has vaguely comprehended the subtlety of the sword's intent. The sword's intent is like a ruler, with incomparable precision. When the guards approach him, they often fall straight down like logs before they can make a move.

Nie Honggu, the nominal disciple of Little Bamboo Peak, is also one.

She still had a black veil on her face, and she smiled idiotically and danced her fingers wildly when she started to fight with people. All the guards who came within ten feet of her were either foaming at the mouth, or their bodies were stiff, or their faces were black, or there were countless bugs coming out of their bodies.

This made everyone avoid her wherever she went, not to mention the guards, even the disciples of the Qingyang Sect did not dare to approach her.

"Her poisonous way is getting stronger and stronger, she is also a genius..."

Fang Yuan sighed in his heart, thinking about whether he should talk to Nie Honggu after returning home.

But among all of them, Fang Yuan is most optimistic about Lu Qingguan from Xiaozhufeng. This person is also a formation genius, but he was blind in both eyes and delayed his practice. Now he has established his foundation, his eyes have been completed, and his cultivation level has also improved. But for some reason, his eyes are still covered with black scarves.

But it can be seen that he has been observing the surrounding situation, but when a disciple of the Qingyang Sect encounters danger, he must immediately go to that person's side, and with a light attack, he has already beheaded the guards. He has saved at least four or five disciples' lives.

"Among all the disciples of Qingyang, if we talk about the future prospects, I am afraid that this person is the most..."

Fang Yuan nodded secretly, and came to a conclusion in his mind.

At this moment, Lu Qingguan seemed to notice Fang Yuan's gaze, and nodded to him with a smile.

Of course, among so many people, the most important thing is Guan Ao. He is charging forward with a big knife at this time, and when he slashes with the knife, it doesn't matter whether it is a guard or a commander.

All the disciples of Qingyang are actually just picking up the fish that slipped through the net left by his knife.

The posture of the peerless fierce general has made all the people around watching the battle tremble with fear, subconsciously aroused fear.

Seeing this scene, even Fang Yuan had to admit that Guan Ao had gradually walked out of his own way. The place where he could display his strength the most was not when he was fighting alone, but on the battlefield full of gunpowder.

The more people there are, the stronger he will be!

From the time they broke into the capital city to the ten-mile road where the imperial palace is located, it was extremely easy.

Facing Guan Ao's ferocious sword, the guards of the gods had already become frightened. At the beginning, there were some loyal and brave people who came forward to block the way, but later, they turned their heads and ran away one by one. Guan Ao directly dragged the sword backwards, striding forward, every step was rumbling.

"Open it for me!"

Looking at the imperial palace, which represented the prestige of a country, Guan Ao directly swung his knife to chop it off.

With a rumbling sound, a fire dragon swooped down, wrapped in that shocking knife, and directly slashed to the top of the imperial city.

There are still many guards around, but they are all dazzled when they see this knife, who dares to come up?

Seeing this knife, he wanted to tear the palace into pieces!

"Where did the rude boy come from, dare to bully me?"

But just at such a moment, no matter how fierce the fight was outside, inside the silent palace, there was a loud shout suddenly, and suddenly an astonishing burst of light lit up in the entire palace, the golden light was dazzling, the burst of light was like a tide, suddenly transformed into an old man wearing a dragon robe, he flew out, raised his big hand, and hit the knife.

"boom!"

Guan Ao let out a muffled snort, but the knife didn't succeed, instead it was bounced back.

"Deng" "Deng" "Deng" "Deng"

He held the big knife tightly with both hands, and stepped back seven or eight steps in a row, as if he couldn't control the momentum of the knife in his hand.

"Um?"

Fang Yuan caught a glimpse, stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently pushed Guan Ao's back to help him stand still.

"The leader of the Six Paths is so majestic..."

But at that time, the phantom that knocked Guan Ao back with the help of the endless array of light was rapidly dimming, shrinking rapidly, and turned into a faint shadow. He was hunched over, and he seemed to be quite old, with a crown on his head, floating above the wave-like array of light in the palace, his eyes faintly looked at Fang Yuan.

"I didn't pay attention just now, I'll chop him up again..."

Guan Ao was stunned, clenched his sword tightly, and wanted to charge forward again.

Fang Yuan pressed his shoulder, motioning him not to act rashly, and walked forward slowly.

"You are the Emperor Yue?"

His gaze swept over from the dark palace, and finally fell on the face of the old shadow. He had already made up his mind, so he put his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "I won't say more polite words, I am Fang Yuan, a disciple of Qingyang, and I am here to kill you!"