After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"You guys be careful, I'll deal with those two guys."

Qi Wen, wielding the Qingping Sword, leaped onto the rooftop. The old eunuch and the Taoist priest exchanged glances and followed. In an instant, the rooftop was filled with the glint of swords and the roar of blades. The sharp sword energy and qi surged forth, and the sound of their inner energies clashing was like the beating of drums, or like the thunder of the apocalypse.

This level of combat is completely beyond what others can imagine.

Qi Wen had been holding back during the battle; otherwise, if he had gone all out, there was no guarantee that the caravan members wouldn't have been injured. Now, fighting on the rooftop high in the sky, there were no more scruples.

However, Wu She and Wu Chen Dao Ren were no weaker than him. Wu She unleashed the Vajra Boy Skill, his entire body enveloped in golden energy, and the Qing Ping Sword Technique was unable to break through his defense.

"Old Peach Blossom Ghost, after years of silence, your sword is no longer sharp enough, it can't even break through the miscellaneous family's Boy's Skill."

"You eunuch, if I find your Achilles' heel, let's see if you'll still be laughing!"

"Old friend, have you forgotten me?"

The Taoist Master Wuchen stroked his beard, his expression sinister. With a flick of his whisk, a sharp whooshing sound ripped through the air, and three whisks shot out.

Qi Wen hurriedly drew his sword to defend himself, and with a loud clang, he was forced back several steps before regaining his footing.

"You old fox, your skills have improved again. After all these years, you've actually become the royal family's henchman!"

"Hahaha, look at what you're saying. Back then, you were the Imperial Tutor and enjoyed all the worldly riches. Now that you've retired, this wealth and honor should be enjoyed by this humble Taoist."

"How dare you boast! I'll kill you today!"

The battle on the rooftop broke out again, with countless rocks raining down, killing and wounding many soldiers. The scene was one of utter devastation.

Liu Longyue and Ge Fei were both bloodthirsty. They were still more than 300 meters away from the city gate, and if they went any further, they would be met with a hail of arrows.

"I don't know what that bastard is doing! It's already this late and he still hasn't shown up!"

Liu Longyue used her sword to forcefully repel a commander of the Imperial Guards who was closing in.

Ge Fei's scimitar flew out and then flew back, reaping the lives of many soldiers along the way.

"Who knows? But the king will definitely come, though he might be held up by something."

Consort Ge had no idea that Chen Futu was busy playing a game of great harmony with the Crown Princess.

The entire East Palace hall was filled with traces of their pleasure.

The Crown Princess's beautiful face flushed, her phoenix eyes brimming with desire, and her fingernails dug into Chen Futu's flesh. "Your Majesty, aren't you worried about the caravan encountering problems?"

Chen Futu, panting heavily as he carried her snow-white, beautiful legs, replied, "You don't need to worry about me. Just bear with it."

"Hehe, even at this point, Your Majesty still wastes your energy on me. Are you perhaps going to become a tyrant?"

"You talk too much. I'll shut your little mouth right now."

The spring scenery of the East Palace was breathtaking, and Ake stood at the top of the East Palace, her dark eyes fixed on the battlefield a thousand meters away. She could see Qiwen fighting two Grandmasters, and at this moment he had fallen into a disadvantageous position.

To paraphrase Chen Futu's description of the roles of the strong in his spare time, Wu She was a shield support, while the old Taoist priest with the bull's nose was a damage dealer. The two cooperated perfectly, and Qi Wen was forced to defend himself. He tried to draw his sword, but it was blocked by the golden energy of the Vajra Boy Skill.

In a one-on-one fight, Qiwen could win by finding Wu She's weakness and breaking his virginity technique, but that's difficult now.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

After the heavy armor formation was disrupted by the sword energy, Dian Wei transformed into a reaper, wielding his double halberds as if cutting melons and vegetables, with severed limbs flying everywhere. The carriage followed his steps, crushing the soldiers who were still alive along the way, a truly gruesome sight.

Just as the troop was about to reach the south gate, a dozen hidden shadow guards suddenly attacked, ruthlessly killing the guards behind them, opening the city gate, and throwing the enemy's formation into chaos.

Seeing this, Dian Wei burst into laughter and immediately sprang to his feet, shouting, "Well done! Charge with me—"

shhhhhh!

Arrows rained down from the city walls, hurtling towards the convoy.

Dian Wei hastily abandoned the battle formation, wielding his double halberds to deflect countless arrows.

Liu Longyue and Ge Fei were also exhausted from defending.

Just as the Daqian soldiers were about to surround them again, at this critical moment, a man's hearty laughter echoed through the torrential rain.

"The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and fourteen states are cold with one sword."

A ten-zhang-long sword light shone across the sky, illuminating the south city. The next second, the sword energy cut countless archers on the city wall in half. In an instant, the city wall became a living hell. No matter what rank they were, they were all cut in half. The blood fell from the city wall, turning into a rain of blood. Countless shrill screams and cries made people shudder.

"That voice again. Who is helping us?"

Liu Longyue and Ge Fei looked around in surprise and doubt, while the three supreme experts who were fighting fiercely also stopped and looked at a certain place together.

Amidst the swirling wind and rain atop the Star-Picking Tower, a disheveled young man in white robes, carrying an unidentified sword and swaying back and forth with a gourd of wine in his hand, leisurely said, "Gentlemen, I possess a sword capable of splitting mountains and cleaving seas. Would you be willing to teach me?"

"Who are you!" Wu She asked, bewildered and uncertain.

"The Sword Immortal Li Bai".

"Sword Immortal?"

These two words were too exaggerated, and everyone present of any rank who heard them was terrified.

You should know that only the most powerful swordsmen in the world dare to call themselves saints, but this person dares to call himself an immortal, and the strongest sword immortal at that. It's simply outrageous!

"If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Li Bai gulped down several mouthfuls of wine and said to Qi Wen, "You may go now; leave these two to me."

Qi Wen exclaimed in astonishment, "Sir, why don't we join forces? We're sure to defeat these two."

"Heh heh, how can an insect claim to be brave?"

"furious!"

Wuchen Daoist was furious. He was also a Grandmaster, how dare this guy!

Qi Wen opened his mouth, but ultimately shook his head, leaped downstairs, and gave up the battlefield. Li Taibai, in the distance, swept his sword finger across the cyan longsword, and muttered drunkenly, "I have a sword, named Azure Lotus."

With a casual slash, what appeared to be a single sword strike actually produced countless intersecting sword lights that formed an inverted phantom of a blue lotus, obscuring the sky.

The Taoist's expression changed drastically. "No tongue, defend now!"

"late."

As soon as Li Bai finished speaking, the green lotus appeared above their heads, followed by countless sword energies descending.

With a sharp, hoarse voice, Wu She raised his hands to the sky and shouted, "Vajra Boy Kung Fu, open it for me!"

Rumbling--

The spot where Wushe and the Taoist stood was riddled with holes. The violent collision of their internal energies triggered bursts of energy, sending shockwaves carrying flying debris and dust that filled half the sky.

This scene was too exaggerated, like a small nuclear explosion unfolding before our eyes. The bluish-white aura rose into the sky, turning into a blue mist that was breathtaking.

Hearing the commotion, Chen Futu, who was far away in the Eastern Palace, looked out the window at the Crown Princess, who was clinging to the roots of an old tree. She saw a beautiful blue misty rain descending on the southern city.

"Looks like Li Bai has made his move. That must be the Azure Lotus Sword Song, it's pretty flashy. No way, I absolutely have to learn that move..."

The Crown Princess in his arms turned her flushed face to look out the window, then covered her swollen lips and murmured dreamily, "What is that?"