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As expected, they arrived at Hechuan City in the evening. As the largest city in the south of the Great Yan Dynasty, Hechuan City was naturally indescribably prosperous.

Hechuan City is built on the mountain and is an important strategic base.The moat built outside the city is very complicated. The moat is more than ten feet deep, and there is no other way to enter the city except for the cable bridge suspended on the city wall.

Of course, this is not a difficult task for the disciples of Mount Zhaoyao, but it is inconvenient to travel with carriages and heavy objects.

Before they reached the edge of the moat, they vaguely saw the guards in front of the city arguing with someone.

An old Taoist in a gray robe dragged a young disciple with a runny nose, and shouted like a rascal: "Why? What kind of tax is this?"

The young soldier guarding the city said: "This is the order issued by Emperor Wu at the beginning of this year. It doesn't matter whether you are a fairy or a Taoist, as long as you come to the mortal world and stand on the boundary of my Great Yan Dynasty, you have to pay this'psychic tax. '."

The old Taoist raised his head and said arrogantly: "Fart! I don't eat your 01:30 order, so why should I pay taxes? You bullies know how to catch loose cultivators like me and talk about it Why don't you come to collect taxes from a fairy gate like Shanshan?"

The young soldier was left speechless by his question, so he simply stopped talking, and stretched out his hand to grab him.

The ferocious appearance made the little disciple cry in fright, and he burrowed into the master's arms indiscriminately.

The old Taoist slapped the disciple on the head, while frantically resisting the young soldier.

A group of people watched from a distance of ten meters away, and the old Taoist pointed it out, and the group of Zhaoyao Mountain disciples realized that they had to pay taxes when they passed by the world.

The old Taoist had some tricks, he didn't know what tricks he used to keep the young soldier in place.

He wiped the snot from his disciple's face and wiped all of it on the young soldier.

"Here, there are also a group of people over there, ask them to collect taxes." After the old Taoist finished speaking, he held the young disciple under his arm with one hand, and with a touch of his toes, he flew into the air, crossed the moat and flew into the city.

As soon as he left, the little soldier seemed to be lifted suddenly, and he was able to move again all of a sudden.The old Taoist had disappeared without a trace, he glanced bitterly, and actually turned his gaze to Xia Nanke and his party.

Xia Nanke and the guarding officer showed the documents, but the officer ignored them and asked to open the door to check.

Xia Nanke's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant. Cultivators are not part of the world and have always been respected by ordinary people.Especially famous sects like them are respected everywhere.

This document cannot be forged, so why open the door for inspection.

Before the disciple came back to his senses, the gatekeeper waved, and immediately a group of people in black robes came over.

These men in black robes were ghostly and ghostly, and they circled around the team like smoke. The first carriage to bear the brunt was Xu Jingmo's carriage.

Xu Jingmo disliked being caught behind others, so he ostentatiously stood at the front of the line.

The man in black rudely reached out to lift the gauze curtain on the carriage, who knew that the gauze curtain that looked flimsy and seemingly nothing was not so easy to lift.

The outstretched hand of the man in black froze in the air, and the bottom of the curtain seemed to be suspended by a mighty force, which could not be shaken in the slightest.

"You bastard! You are the one who opened our young master's curtains whenever you want?" The curtains on the side of the carriage were lifted, revealing a charming girl Yingying, cursing with raised eyebrows.

Her young master, who couldn't see the sky, could hardly see half of his profile.

Miss Yingying wanted to scold again, but she was carried back by her neck.Another female voice taught: "My young master can't see the wind, who told you to open the window."

In just a short while, the young master who was "unable to see the wind" had already been spotted by the people outside the car. The young man in the car was leaning against the wall of the car, his features were very good, male and female looks beautiful.

It's just that such a beauty suddenly widened her eyes the moment the curtain was pulled open, her heroic eyebrows were raised upright, like a door god sticking to the door to watch the door.

The people outside the window were scared back three steps, they didn't understand what kind of monster it was.

Xu Jingmo's dream was disturbed by someone, and he got angry all at once.

He shouted angrily: "Where did you come from, you dare to lift the curtain of my young master?"

Xu Jingmo's unpredictable temper, not to mention the man in black who suddenly bumped into him, even Xun Lian couldn't figure out his temper.

As soon as the words fell, a wind blade shot out from the curtain of the car quickly, and the black-robed man who dared to offend was shot straight out, hit the city wall with his head, and slid down softly and bonelessly.

Young Master Xu has always been so crazy that he hit someone, the wind blade was retracted, and the car curtain fell back to its original place in an instant.

Shan Nanke sat on the horse and watched with cold eyes. Not only did he not feel scared when he saw this scene, but he even wished to applaud his arrogant cousin in his heart.

The action of the man in black was disturbed by Xu Jingmo's actions, and he was instantly thrown into disarray.

The black-robed man at the head flicked his sleeves, and he immediately got off Xia Nanke's horse.

"Bold! The inspector and guard work, how dare you obstruct it?"

This person didn't know whether he was blind or deaf, but he actually thought that this man who was blowing wind and eating sand outside was a hot guy, and he didn't dare to lose his temper with Xu Jingmo, so he could only find some face on Xia Nanke.

Xia Nanke remained calm, the long sword at his waist flew out of its sheath automatically.

With a flash of cold light, it pointed directly at the man in black who was barking like a mad dog.

With one hand free, Shananke slowly picked out his ear, glanced at the man in black who was trembling under his sword, and said kindly: "What is this official saying?"

The soldiers guarding the city and the men in black robes still don't understand, this team is not easy to provoke at first glance.

The disciples of Zhaoyao Mountain got off their horses one after another, and faced the black-robed man head-on.

Xia Youchu and Xun Li's carriage was just behind Xu Jingmo, and now the disciples got off their horses, as if they surrounded their carriage.

The leading man in black robe saw it, and made a gesture decisively.

The rest of the men in black immediately threw off the Zhao Yaoshan disciples who were facing each other, and all headed towards the carriage in the middle.

It's time to meet each other, and the people in this car still don't get out of the car, either they are important or they are old, weak, women and children.

No matter which one it is, let's subdue it first.

Seeing the man in black heading towards Xia Youchu's carriage, all the disciples subconsciously raised their weapons to fight back.No matter how quarreled today, Xia Youchu is always the senior sister Shaoyi in the hearts of many people present.

You can fight among yourself, but you must not let others bully you.

Completely forget that Xia Youchu is already a Jindan Sword Cultivator.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and neither dared to make a move. The black-robed people were afraid of the strength of this group of people, while the disciples of Zhaoyao Mountain were sweating nervously.

Regardless of their cultivation level, Mount Zhaoyao was always a piece of pure land, and the disciples exchanged ideas with each other to the end. They had never seen such a hostile scene with completely different positions.

I don't know where the sound of weapons colliding sounded, and the circle of people inside and outside was in chaos, and they all started fighting indiscriminately.

The scene was very chaotic, but after all, the disciples of Zhaoyao Mountain were highly cultivated, even if they had never seen such a scene, they would not be hanged and beaten.

At the beginning of the raging chaos, there was a sudden scream, and a Zhaoyao Mountain disciple fell to the ground clutching his chest, his whole body twitching like he was seriously injured.

A gap was opened in the tight encirclement, and the people in black seized this opportunity and rushed in through the gap.

The man in black moved extremely fast, and hit the carriage in the middle like a black mist.

The leading one also held a sword, and he stabbed at the embroidered curtain of the carriage with his sword. Before it touched the curtain, the gauze curtain was blown away by the wind from the sword.

The man in black was overjoyed. Compared with the curtain of the last Wanjunli, this carriage was obviously much easier to handle.

As soon as the curtain is raised, the situation inside the car can be seen at a glance.

Sitting sideways was a young woman in a light blue dress, holding a half-grown child in her arms.

The woman half closed her eyes, her expression was unclear.

The black-robed man holding the sword was overjoyed, and he was about to stab forward as soon as the blade turned.

This woman is still holding a child, who looks like a woman and child accompanying her, if she can be caught...

However, this joy did not last long, and the man in black soon realized that something was wrong.

The sword in his hand didn't know what was going on, it was obviously a long sword firmly held in his hand, at this moment it suddenly buzzed and refused to move forward.

No matter how hard he tried, the sword seemed to have spiritual consciousness, and it didn't listen to his orders at all.

The man in black gritted his teeth, threw the sword away, and was about to get into the car with bare hands.

Who knew that the sword that had been taken off his hand not only did not fall to the ground, but floated up, turned the sharp blade and met his throat.

The black-robed man who had already jumped onto the carriage with half of his body broke out in a cold sweat from the sudden change. The blade of the sword was only half an inch away from his throat, and blood would be seen if it went any further.

He didn't dare to move anymore, hot sweat rolled down his forehead.

The woman who had been half-closed eyes slowly opened them, looked at him and said coldly, "Get lost."

The man in black gritted his teeth, and his eyes fell on the girl in the woman's arms. The noise did not wake her up, and her face was rosy in sleep.

As long as this girl is caught, are you afraid that this person will be caught without letting go?

He shot like lightning, straight to the girl's face.

Just halfway through his movements, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck.The man in black looked down suspiciously, only to see bloodlines around his neck, he wanted to think a little more, but couldn't do it.

The men in black robes who came from behind saw that the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a black lacquered ball rolled down from it.

The ball rolled to the ground, and a pair of eyes stared at the surrounding people suspiciously.

Immediately, a headless corpse fell down, and the neck of the bowl was so big that blood spurted out fiercely, so close that it seemed to be drenched in a rain of blood.

Some timid disciples exclaimed, they couldn't even hold their weapons, and immediately turned around and wanted to vomit.However, the moment when swords are drawn to face each other is not the end of the discussion between the disciples of Zhaoyao Mountain.

The momentarily weak disciples of Zhaoyao Mountain were immediately surrounded by men in black even more fiercely.

"Disarm and don't kill!"

Seeing the head of his companion, the man in black didn't seem to feel much, and his hands were not weak at all.

As a result, those disciples with weaker hearts endured the desire to vomit, and at the same time had to pick up weapons to resist, and they were in a hurry and miserable for a while.

There was a man in black who couldn't dodge, but the disciple of Zhaoyao Mountain held the weapon in one hand and vomited all over his body.

The falling head still frightened the other men in black robes in front of the carriage, they only surrounded the carriage and dared not go forward.

When the curtain of the carriage moved, half of the curtain stained with blood was cut from the inside by a sword, and the sword qi blew the curtain flying, and covered the head of the black-robed man with his hood.

The woman in the car carefully put the girl in her arms aside, pulled a thin quilt to cover her, and then slowly walked out of the car with a sword in hand.

Xia Youchu looked down at the group of men in black robes in front of him, his eyes were calm.

She held the long sword in her backhand and slowly laid it across her chest. A white light mark like a small sword flashed across her forehead, and she turned out to be a swordsman.

There are actually two sword cultivators in this small team, and the black-robed man is not a fool, so there is nothing he doesn't understand.

If he made a rash move this time, he might have kicked a piece of iron.

Xia Youchu appeared on the first day, and the fierce sword intent immediately swung around her, and none of the dozen or so people in front of the car dared to step forward.

A sharp whistle sounded from among the people in black robes, and the shadows who were entangled with Zhao Yaoshan retreated one after another, ordering and prohibiting them very well.

Such a big battle outside the city naturally attracted the attention of the people in the city.

The high-hanging cable bridge on the moat was slowly lowered down, and a group of people rushed out of the city.

The leader was a young general in white robes. He rode up to the front of the Zhaoyao Mountain team, held up a soldier's talisman in his hand, and said loudly: "The inspector guard listens to the order—"

"Immediately oppose Beijing, and are not allowed to stay anywhere!"

The leader of the man in black was stunned and asked, "Where is this order?"

The young general in white robe didn't take him seriously, he sat high on the horse and said with disdain: "I have Emperor Wu's military amulet in my hand, whose order do you think is it?"

The man in black didn't say any more, and shrank into his hood with a gloomy expression.

"General Chen, this man killed our inspectors and guards, and we cannot let them enter the city." The man's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he raised his hand and pointed at Xia Youchu who was standing on the carriage .

The white-robed general said: "Who can blame you for not being as skilled as others? Get lost."

The black-robed man withdrew his hand bitterly, pinched his fingers, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Let's go!"