Chapter 9, Imperial Guard

The knights in black around them somehow took off the crossbow on the saddle and aimed at Xia Feng together. With his understanding of the performance of this small crossbow, Xia Feng knows that only super people can do it if he wants to avoid the volley of more than a dozen powerful crossbows at this distance. And the life-saving stealth cloak fell behind five or six steps away at this moment, and it can't be used for the time being.

"I have more confidence in you now." Not far away came a calm voice. A luxurious four-wheeled six-horse carriage was parked on the edge of the square. The curtains were half open. Marshal McRae was leaning against the window and his eyes were full of praise. "If you can defeat the top swordsman of the empire with quick wisdom, I think you will also have a chance to defeat the top magician of the empire."

At this moment, the leader of the knight who was knocked to the ground has regained his mind. He quickly took his sword and came to the carriage, stroked his left chest, and saluted Macray without humility: "Kuel, the captain of the third cavalry under General Baker of the Imperial Guard, has met Marshal McRae."

McRae looked at the knight in black in front of him and sighed gently: "Isn't there a real sword master except Guldanji?" After saying that, he ignored the embarrassed knight in black and said to Xia Feng, "I know that you Dongxuan people attach great importance to brotherhood and friendship," he pointed to Yaxin and Ji Xuanxuan. "I think those two are very concerned about you. Even if they fall into the hands of the Imperial Guard, they don't want to run for their lives. Presumably you don't want them to be fine. Right?"

Xia Feng paid attention to the position of the invisible cloak and estimated the risk to take back the cloak. At the same time, he slowly put down his hands and smiled easily at McRae: "The two of them are my slaves. It's natural to care about the master, but I, as a master, don't have to pay attention to their lives. "

"Real?" McRae's eyes showed a trace of ridicing, and raised his chin to the black knight Cunel in front of him. "Let your men aim at the two slaves and get ready to shoot."

At the sign of Kunel, several imperial guards aimed their arrows at Yaxin and Ji Xuanxuan. Xia Feng had to raise their hands again when they saw this: "Forget it, I'm convinced by YOY! Can't you admit defeat?" With that, he began to retreat slowly and gradually leaned against the invisible cloak behind him.

Xia Feng's behavior aroused McRae's alertness and immediately pointed to the cloak and said to Cunel, "That cloak is a little strange. Let me have a look!"

Several crossbows aimed at him made Xia Feng dare not act rashly. He had to watch a knight pick up the cloak and give it to McRae. McRae turned over and looked at it for a long time. No matter how he looked at it, it was an ordinary cloak, but he could not be cut with a sword. McRae looked at it for a long time and muttered, "This cloak is really a little strange. I'm going to take it back and have a look."

McRae has a good personal relationship with General Baker of the Imperial Guard. Kunil, the top master of the Star Stream Sword faction, who has never paid attention to anyone, dared not say a word, so he had to watch Marshal McRae put away his booty. Xia Feng lost the hope of his last fight and had to say to McRae, "If you let them go, I will go with you!"

"If I don't let them go, you have to come with me." McRae showed a look of ridicul in his eyes, and then waved to Kunel, "Temporarily put the two men in Bosman prison and send this man to the marshal's mansion."

After the marshal's carriage left, Kunier personally put shackles on Xia Feng and looked at the opponent who almost defeated him. There was no resentment in his eyes, but a trace of respect. At the same time, he was also very unconvinced. He stared at the fearless Xia Feng and said coldly: "If You have a destiny to come out of the marshal's mansion alive. Let's compare again.

"Why wait until later? Let's continue to compare." Xia Feng said and stretched out his shackled hand in front of Kunel. Kunel ignored Xia Feng's ridicul and said lightly, "Let's wait for you to come out alive."

"Ugly, I don't want you to go with them!" Seeing that Xia Feng was about to be taken away, Ji Xuanxuan finally exposed the girl's weakness. Her eyes turned red and her tears were about to fall. Xia Feng was hot and waved to her with a smile: "It's okay. That big head is begging me to do something now. It's too late to compliment me. It won't embarrass me."

McRae's head is much bigger than others, but no one dares to joke about it. Ji Xuanxuan remembered McRae's appearance and thought about the title of "Yuan Datou". Although she was in danger of life and death, she still couldn't help laughing. Tears rolled out and couldn't help complaining with tears: "You always don't care about anything?"

"What do you care about? At worst, he will be a good man again in 20 years. In fact, it won't take that long at all. Although Xia Feng said so, there was still an unconcealed worry on his face. He was not worried about his own safety, but afraid that Yaxin and Ji Xuanxuan would fall into the hands of these black crows for their own reasons. Cunel, who was beside him, seemed to see his worry, so he put his hand in front of Xia Feng and said lightly, "Don't worry, I will let people treat your friends well. The descendants of Star Sword will never use despicable means to revenge on others, but will only defeat their opponents openly!"

Xia Feng had always scoffed at the samurai spirit advocated in those martial arts films, but at this moment, he was really moved and couldn't help patting Kunel's chest. "Thank you very much. You are really a rare opponent. Your name is Kunail, right? I remember this name. I'll give you three tricks next time.

Kunel looked down at his chest in a daze, and then looked up at the relaxed guy in front of him. He really couldn't figure out why he dared to pat the chest of the imperial guard captain who controlled his power of life and death.

"Well, your chest muscles are a little loose. You need to strengthen your training. Don't let me win too easily next time." Xia Feng turned around and left, and now he took the imperial guards to the marshal's mansion. Looking at his free back, Cunel's eyes became a little complicated.

McRae's marshal's mansion is located in the depths of a quiet street in the west of the city. When Xia Feng was escorted here by the imperial guards, the sky was already dark. After entering the white mansion made of marble, an attendant of the marshal's mansion immediately took Xia Feng from the imperial guards. Xia Feng was escorted into the mansion by the servants of the marshal's mansion and walked through the wide and magnificent corridor.

I don't know how many turns he turned, and finally came to a wide and bright study. More than a dozen thick candles illuminated the study like day. McRae, who had been waiting here, was looking at the huge map on the wall. After seeing Xia Feng come in, he did not look back, but simply motioned: "Sit!"

was pressed on a wooden chair by the attendants. Xia Feng looked around with great interest and saw that the study was simply decorated, but a wall was full of swords, all kinds of real weapons with traces of battlefield.

After a while, McRae finally turned around and noticed that Xia Feng was looking at the war knives, so he casually introduced: "This crescent knife is the weapon captured by the leader of the tribe when I fought against the Sem Black Mountain when I was 22 years old; this wind and cloud sword suppressed the rebellion of the Dongxuan people from a rebel master. The empty knife was taken from his hand, which was the trophy offered by the lord of the city when he captured Boraba. Every weapon here records my military achievements for the empire.

"It's no wonder he became a marshal at a young age." Xia Feng was a little impressed, and then he knew that the marshal of the Great West was not entirely dependent on blood and origin.

"Well, after the gossip, it's time for us to talk about business." McRae said and waved his hand to the attendants. Everyone bowed and retreated. Before leaving, the attendants carefully shackled Xia Feng's hands and feet to the chair, so that they were not afraid that he would pose a threat to the marshal. After seeing the crowd quit, McRae continued, "I like to do things simply and directly. I want you to go to the southern wilderness to find the 'Maple Star', the treasure of the Empire. You can make any conditions and ask for any reward. As long as I am within my ability, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Can I refuse?" Xia Feng asked knowingly.

"Yes," McRae stared at him coldly. "As soon as you refuse, I will immediately let the Imperial Guard execute you and your two friends immediately, and then I will find someone else."

"Do you want to blackmail me?" Xia Feng shouted dissatisfiedly and wanted to find some reason to refuse, but as soon as he looked at McRae, he knew that he was the kind of master. Xia Feng had no choice but to shake his head and planned to agree first. Well, I promise you, but you have to let my two friends go first.

"Within half a year, if you take back the 'Maple Star', I will release them. During this period, they will not be harmed."

"You've gone too much, haven't you?" He has never been so coerced. Xia Feng's natural arrogance was finally stimulated, and suddenly gave birth to a pat and a heart, "Why don't you let them go first, or let them go? At worst, I will come from the beginning, and it won't be a good man again!"

The two looked at each other coldly and were waiting for each other to give in. The study suddenly calmed down and almost heard their hearts. At this time, they only heard a servant knocking on the door outside the door in a low voice: "Marshal, Count Pallas wants to see you!"

"Let him in!" The arrival of Pallas made McRae feel relieved and didn't have to decide whether to kill or let him go immediately. After a while, the Count Palas, dressed in a uniform, was brought in by the attendant. He first saluted McRae slightly and then said, "I heard that the Imperial Guard caught Xia Feng, so I rushed here late. I hope it didn't disturb your rest."

"No!" McRae said lightly and then shook his head regretfully, "You have a good vision. He is indeed a rare talent, but he is unwilling to contribute to the empire."

"Marshal, let me talk to him alone." Pallas suddenly said.

A trace of surprise flashed in McRae's eyes, and Pallas's request was very rude and even offensive to himself! A subordinate actually asked an imperial marshal to leave? However, he didn't say anything, just nodded, left his study calmly, and took on the heavy oak door.

After McRae left, Xia Feng finally couldn't help cursing: "Dumas, you are a despicable person. I think you are still a person to challenge you fairly. I didn't expect you to use your current identity to provoke this big head to deal with me. I still regard you as an opponent, but in fact, you don't deserve it at all! Calling you a villain insults my two little friends!"

Dumas didn't say anything until he finished scolding, and then asked lightly, "Don't you want to defeat me? Do you want to completely defeat me and avenge your brother? Do you think killing me will defeat me? Do you know why I spent so much effort coming to this Alandis?

In the end, this problem has been bothering Xia Feng, and it also aroused his curiosity. If you can know the purpose of Dumas coming here, you can hit him more accurately! However, Xia Feng didn't want to be led by the other party, so he raised his neck and said, "I don't care why you came here. As long as I kill you, I believe you can't do anything!" I know this is very important to you. Before you came here, you spent tens of millions on equipment alone!"

Dumas raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, this is very important to me! I don't hesitate to risk my full property and even my life. Don't you really want to know?

Xia Feng was silent for a moment, and finally shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "If you say that I can't stop you, it's not a good thing to think about it."

Dumas walked slowly in the room for a few steps, as if thinking about what to say. Finally, he looked up and said, "This will start with this 'real fantasy' game. At the beginning of building this huge game system, he did not expect that it would become the first game to be popular in the world. All security measures were not perfect. A software engineer who participated in the design of the core part took advantage of the loopholes deliberately set by himself and secretly left a secret in the game to reveal the fundamental secret of the world. Cheat code that awakens real memory! That is, the 'Genesis Book' in people's mouth, and at the same time, a magical sacrificial tower was built for it, and a unique fierce beast was set to guard it. He gave the three keys to opening the sacrificial tower and subduing the fierce beasts to Daxi, Dongxuan and the Sam, and warned them not to open the sacrificial tower without permission. These are the three artifacts mastered by the three nations - Maple Star, Dragon Blood Elixir and Black Totem. He did this just out of show off, just like many hackers show off their skills to damage the network. Later, he found that this was an opportunity to use this cheating code to blackmail all the game companies to join the 'real fantasy' after the system invested more and had a wider impact.

"Wait!" Xia Feng suddenly interrupted Dumas, "Can you blackmail the game company with just one cheating code?"

"Imagine what will happen if this cheating code is mastered by some people in the game?" Dumas asked. Xia Feng thought for a moment, "Well, if more people have realistic memories, there may be more fearless tough guys like us. The game seems to lose its 'real' meaning and there will be no new life experience."

"More than that!" Dumas took over and said, "People with realistic memories are fully equipped with the knowledge and skills of all modern people. They are the supermen of the world and will threaten the balance of power in the world. May I ask if this happens, who will come to play a 'real fantasy' game full of superhumans, plug-ins and loopholes?

"Well, that makes sense!" Xia Feng nodded and laughed dumbly, "This is a good thing to blackmail game companies. These companies are the richest companies in the world, accounting for almost a quarter of the world's top 500 game companies. If this extortion is succeed, I'm afraid it will be astronomical, and you will become the richest man in the world overnight!"

"Me?" Dumas was stunned. Xia Feng smiled jokingly, "Isn't it? You spent so much effort, didn't you just want to compete with the guy who left this cheating code? This is an unprecedented adventure. No wonder you can even give up the title of Extreme King.

"You're wrong," Dumas's face darkened. "I never thought of blackmailing anyone? What's more, I won't do this kind of thing for money. I was born with inexhaustible property, even more than you. Would you waste time doing such a thing?

Xia Feng curled his lips disapprovingly, "Then why are you?"

Dumas hesitated for a moment, and finally thought about it and said, "I serve a secret organization. It needs this 'Genesis Book'. I believe this organization will use it for noble purposes, so it works for it without compensation."

"What organization?" Xia Feng asked. Dumas spread out his hand with a regretful expression on his face. "Sorry, I promised that I would never reveal anything about it, including its name."

Xia Feng thought about it and didn't seem to understand it. He asked, "If it's just cheating code, the game company can naturally plug the vulnerability and delete this code!"

"Originally, but this code is actually left in the game. It is different from simple computer code and cannot be deleted by modifying the source program. So far, computer companies have not found it." Speaking of this, Dumaston paused, "More importantly, the world is about to cancel supernatural settings, and then it will follow all the laws of the real world, such as material immortality, energy conservation, etc., so it is impossible to let another thing disappear out of thin air."

"Isn't this 'Genesis Book' a supernatural design?" The summer wind is puzzled.

"This is the brilliance of this cheating code. It is not directly endowing superpowers on people, but is designed as something similar to philosophical classics, which is not a supernatural setting. Ordinary people can't understand it at all. In fact, it is a way to open real memory and explore the ultimate mystery of the world in words. It must be studied by the wise people themselves to discover the mysteries and master the methods. Dumas said this as if he realized that he had said too much and couldn't help but shut up.

Xia Feng thought about it silently for a long time and suddenly laughed and said, "What does this have to do with me? I just want to really defeat you. Now I know your secret. Of course, I have to do everything I can to stop you. Will it help you grab some 'Maple Star'?

"I don't want you to help me," Dumas said lightly. "Now not only do I want this 'Genesis Book', but the designer who left it at the beginning also sent his people. In addition, another mysterious organization has also sent people to Atlandis, and now there are at least three If the forces want to get it, you can help either side to attack me, or you can challenge the world alone. Don't you think competing for the 'Genesis Book' is the best adventure and challenge? If you want to get the Book of Genesis, you can't do without any of the three artifacts. I'm about to go on an expedition with the army to Sem's troops to capture the 'black totem' and let you go to the southern wilderness to get the 'Maple Star', which is just to give you a fair chance to compete.

Xia Feng thought for a moment and smiled, "This matter is really challenging, and I can't help but be moved. But why don't I kill you first and then play with them slowly? Similarly, why don't you kill me as a sworn enemy first and then deal with the other two people?

"The whereabouts of these three artifacts are still unknown, and it is difficult to find them all without help. Moreover, the people who have these artifacts now are not easy to deal with than you or other adventurers. Before finding the artifacts, I will not deal with any opponents for the time being, because we still have the same goal and want to find artifacts to open the sacrificial tower, so we are actually allies at this stage. Speaking of this, Dumas glanced at Xia Feng coldly, "When it comes to killing me, do you think you really do it?"

"Then try it!" Anyway, he is already a prisoner, and Xia Feng is not afraid of being killed in the duel.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance, but what will you say if you lose?" Dumas stared at Xia Feng with burning eyes. Xia Feng smiled faintly at his eyes, "If I lose, I will help you find the 'Maple Star', but if I win, I'm afraid your adventure will be over!"

As soon as the words fell, Dumas's wrist trembled, and a dark shadow passed by Xia Feng briskly. When the shadow returned to the sheath, Xia Feng was surprised to find that all the steel shackles on his body fell to the ground and were cut into dozens of pieces in an instant.

"Is this the 'Dark Blade'?" Xia Feng moved his hands and feet and looked surprised, "It's more powerful than the Swiss Army Knife. It's like the lightsaber in Star Wars. No wonder it's so expensive!"

"I'll wait for you outside!" Dumas ignored Xia Feng's joke and turned out of the study. The attendant outside the door immediately came forward. Dumas simply explained the situation to the attendant, and the attendant immediately went to ask Marshal McRae.

The match was quickly approved by McRae and arranged in the hall of the marshal's mansion. McRae came to watch the battle in person. He also wanted to know who was the real first, Count Pallas, the only survivor killed from the death duel, and Xia Feng, who defeated the empire's top swordsman with quick wisdom.

McRae's attendant brought several swords to Xia Feng, which have almost all kinds of characteristics. Xia Feng picked up a heavy thick-backed machete, obviously trying to resist the sharpness of the dark blade with a heavy machete. Unexpectedly, before he could see the opponent's blade clearly, the thick-backed machete broke two pieces. Fortunately, Xia Feng dodged in time and was injured without the first face.

The second time, Xia Feng picked up a soft and slender Xingliu Sword. Obviously, he wanted to win with speed. Everyone only had two faces, and the Xingliu Sword was left with a bare hilt. Xia Feng finally had to throw his sword and sighed, "You have a 'dark blade'. I'm afraid no one is your opponent."

Dumas ignored Xia Feng's implication and said lightly, "If you don't want to admit defeat, it's up to you."

"I'm willing to bet and lose. I still have this good character." Xia Feng waved his hand and said, "But you have to let my two friends go first, otherwise even if I go to the southern wilderness, I'm afraid I can't concentrate on them."

Dumas turned his head and asked McRae for instructions: "I also ask the marshal for his kindness."

McRae seemed to be a little reluctant, but finally nodded: "Parath, I believe in your judgment, which will let the Imperial Guard release."

"Wait, give me back that cloak!" Xia Feng stretched out his hand directly to McRae. McRae pondered for a moment, "Although that cloak can't be cut with a knife, it can't be used as armor when worn on his body. I've tried it. Why are you so nervous about it?"

Xia Feng smiled and said, "Marshal is very careful. That's the relic of one of my ancestors, so I'm nervous and want to get it back."

McRae thought about it, and there was really no reason not to give it. After all, the other party had promised to help him do something. He couldn't give too much face, so he had to signal to the servant. Soon, the servant took the cloak and handed it to Xia Feng.

"Come to my study, I will give you the map of the Southern Desert and introduce the basic situation there to you." McRae raised his neck and motioned to Xia Feng and Pallas, and then took the lead in going to the study.

"What? Do you want me to deal with the best magician of the Great Western Empire? I heard that the magician Orcus stole the "Maple Fir Star". Xia Feng opened his mouth so much that he could almost stuff an egg, and then even shook his head. "No, magicians are all monsters and monsters, which can't be dealt with by ordinary people."

"The magician is not omnipotent, and he also has weaknesses!" McRae stared at Xia Feng with some dissatisfaction, "Have you never seen a magician?"

I have also defeated a necromancer! Xia Feng muttered in his heart, but said, "Yes, I don't know that magicians can be defeated by force."

"No wonder, then I'll talk to you about the magician's weakness." McRae said and drew it on a piece of paper, "Magicians rely on spiritual power to perform magic. Usually, an ordinary magician's spiritual power can make the attack magic work three feet away, and a best magician can work about four or five feet, which is where they can't attack magic."

"Four or five feet away? Then I can't attack him either?" Xia Feng muttered dissatisfiedly. McRae ignored Xia Feng's complaints and continued: "It takes a certain preparation time to cast magic. This time varies from person to person and the type of magic. The stronger the attack power of magic, the more spiritual power usually needs to be mobilized, so the longer the preparation time. At this time, the magician is no different from ordinary people, which is an opportunity for the warrior, understand?

Xia Feng looked at McRae in a daze: "Good boy, you know so much about magic. If you are not a magician, you must be preparing to deal with the magician!"

McRae was stunned and quickly changed the topic: "Well, that's all I can tell you. In addition, I will send you a few warriors and a magician who are proficient in martial arts to help you. If you have any other requirements, you can come up now, and I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Let's avoid the magician. Orcus is the best magician in the empire." Xia Feng suddenly laughed when he said this, "Are you sending someone to spy on me?"

McRae didn't answer and gave him a tacit. Xia Feng knew that if he didn't send someone to monitor him, Macray would not be completely relieved, so he made another request: "Can I choose a helper by myself?"

"No problem, as long as the warriors in our imperial army." McRae immediately agreed.

"Then it's Kunel, the captain of the Imperial Guard. I don't know if the Imperial Guard will sell the marshal's face?"

McRae was stunned, "You are really picky! Although the Imperial Guard is not under my command, if I ask General Baker for someone, he will not refuse, no problem!"

"In addition, I need something like this." With that, Xia Feng took the quill on the table and hurriedly drew it on a piece of white paper. After a moment, he gave the paper to Max and said, "These things need to be made by the best craftsman, and then give them to me as soon as possible."

"What at this time?" McRae looked doubtfully at the things painted on the paper, such as some strange metal tools and ropes, and a suede bag, each with its size and material, but he didn't figure out what it was after looking at it for a long time.

"Don't worry, just do it for me as usual." Xia Feng was too lazy to explain these special tools for wild adventures to him. He just said, "This is my treasure bag. I won't go to the southern wilderness without it."

"No problem!" McRae put away the sketch, "I'll ask the best craftsman to make it for you immediately, and I can make it for you in a short time."

"Well, let's make an agreement." Xia Feng said, clapped his hands and got up and left, "I'm going to pick up my two friends. If they are all right, I will soon set out for Nanhuang."

The night of Poseidon was peaceful and quiet, but the whole city was inspected by the Imperial Guard during the day, which made the city feel tense and dignified. Although the Imperial Guard did not issue martial law in the whole city, ordinary people still turned off the lights and went to bed early to avoid being approached by these black crows to find bad luck.

The old man Kangla also made his children and grandchildren go to bed early. Since he heard that the Imperial Guard was looking for someone in the city, he was very nervous. He secretly ran to see the notice during the day and saw that they were looking for a man, so he was a little relieved. However, he still dared not be careless and hid the beautiful woman who looked like an idiot in the cellar. Except for his wife, no one dared to tell her.

Look at the past many days. Before the death-like guy came to pick up this woman, the old man Kangla was secretly worried and didn't know how long this fearful life would last.

A bell rang in the distance made the old man Kangla's heart beat for a moment, and he couldn't help listening carefully. I faintly heard a intermittent bell coming closer, but stopped a street away from my house, and I couldn't hear any sound. The old man Kangla listened quietly for a long time. Although he did not live at all, he still felt that the bell was not far away from him.

Just a street away from the old man's house, an old man in white robe stood quietly on the street, and several other shadows followed him far away. The old man in white robe held a woman's embroidered shoes in his hand. With this embroidered shoe, he finally found it with "tracking", but now he dares not go further. A strong pressure beyond imagination is in front of him, in the dark and gloomy alley ahead.

The staff in his palm almost clenched the water, and the underworld mage, known as the first magic master of Dongxuan, actually felt an inexplicable fear. He stood there with his eyes down, silently confronting his spiritual power against the cold pressure gushing out of the darkness.

"How dare you find this place?" With that low sigh, a figure in a black cloak slowly walked out of the alley, "You can find it with a variety of cover-up techniques. It seems that your spiritual power has threatened me."

"Who are you? You have such a strong spiritual power, why have I never heard of you? Master Cangming thought that even if the other party was not the master of the West Empire, he must be one of the two priests, but he did not expect that the other party was a Dongxuan, especially the other party had empty hands, neither a wand nor a staff, and could use his own spiritual power to use spells without the help of magic weapons.

"It doesn't matter who I am, just as it doesn't matter to me who you are." The man in black smiled faintly, "But since you can find this place, of course I can't let you go anymore. Now you should regret that your spiritual power is too strong." With that, he slowly raised his hand, and his spiritual power was slowly condensing. Master Cangming looked at it and shook the copper bell in his hand. The dark shadows in the distance immediately leaned over with strange steps, stood in front of Master Cangming and stood in a strange formation.

"Seven evil arrays of the dead! You actually played the 'dead spirit' to the highest level, admirable!" The man in black was a little surprised and shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that you met me!" With his hands flat and palms facing each other, in the space of the middle of his palms, a blue lightning that was constantly trembling like a spiritual snake gradually gathered.

"What is this?" Master Cangming looked surprised and obviously had never seen the situation in front of him. The man in black smiled proudly, "It didn't have a name, but now you can call it 'Lightning Whip', the name I just thought of."

Mage No longer speaks, but closes his eyes. Now he has to be distracted and control the seven dead spirits. With the last shaking of the copper bell in his palm, the seven dead spirits suddenly rushed to the black-robed magician at an alarming speed. The seven inanimate bodies cooperated just right, with attack, defense, encirclement and blockade, just like an organic whole.

The "lightning whip" in the palm of the black-robed magician suddenly turned into a blue lightning flying in the air with his gesture. One end was held in the magician's palm, and the other end rose up in the air for several feet. With his gesture, he hit the head of a dead spirit rushing to the front like a physical object and hit the ground without hindrance. At the same time, the magician rushed up against the dead, passed him, and rushed out of the circle of seven dead spirits. The dead spirit did not seem to be affected by this whip at all. It still rushed straight from the magician and rushed out more than a dozen steps away, then slowly cracked from it, slowly split into two halves, and silently fell to both sides, like a puppet split from it.

Almost at the same time, the magician waved his hand, and another dead spirit was scratched horizontally from his waist by his whip. Its upper body suddenly fell in place like a broken wheat pole, but its lower body was still running forward. Its legs continued to run forward like life, hit the wall on the street before stopping and slowly knelt on the ground.

In a blink of an eye, the seven dead spirits turned into some scattered limbs under the lightning whip of the black-robed magician, like puppet toys with their limbs or bodies apart. The underworld mage stared at the situation in front of him and couldn't believe that it would be true!

The lightning whip finally flew to the underworld mage in the distance, but it was bounced away when it was less than a foot from his body. In an instant, it disappeared in the air, like encountering an invisible wall. The black-robed magician gathered a faint blue light again and smiled at the underworld mage, "I want to see how long your protective boundary can last?" With that, another whip flew out like lightning, and the faint blue light lit up the whole street.

Cang Ming clenched the staff with his hands and gathered all his spiritual power to resist the continuous lightning. He saw the sweat rolling down his face. Although the lightnings were always bounced away a foot away from his body, each time made the corners of his mouth twitch painfully, as if they were twitching on him. Now he doesn't say back, and it's too late to escape.

Finally, he couldn't help but half kneel down, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and the lightning was still flying around, getting closer and closer to his body. He had begun to cut his clothes, and even touched his skin and hair. The air was filled with an unpleasant smell, like the smell of barbecue burning.

The black-robed magician smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth and condensed a new lightning between his palms. He has played enough, and now it's time to make a final blow. He looked at the opponent who was half kneeling in front of him, considering whether to pull down half of his head with a whip or directly head-to-head, just like breaking sugar cane when he was a child, cutting him in half. After thinking about it again and again, he finally decided to cut off his throat more humanely and artistically, just like Ximen blowing snow killing people.

A more chilly lightning finally flew out. Almost at the same time, a cold light suddenly flashed in the dark on the street and flew to the black-robed magician like a meteor. The cold light came so suddenly, the angle was so tricky, the speed was so amazing, and the timing was so clever that it broke the invisible body protection. The boundary made the magician in a hurry, and the lightning in his hand could not be taken back, so he quickly dodged sideways. Unfortunately, he took a step slowly and was suddenly passed through his waist by the cold light.

"Hmm!" The black-robed magician snorted in pain, and his spirit was suddenly lax. When he wanted to fight back, he couldn't gather a lightning whip in his palm, so he had to fly back, hold down the bloody wound with one hand, and hit a completely offensive illusion with the other hand, temporarily scaring his opponent. He took the opportunity to retreat into the alley that just came out and barely climbed on the horse's back. He fled at an amazing speed.

As soon as the pressure subsided, Master Cangming finally knelt down completely. He thought that the last whip was inevitable. It was a sudden change that scattered the spiritual power of the black-robed magician a little, and the whip was immediately an inch shorter, an inch short, an inch to save his life! Cang Ming still seemed to feel the heat when the whip sheath passed through his jaw.

After gasping for a while, Cang Ming finally raised his head and saw that under the silver moonlight, a middle-aged man with a straight body and cold eyes like a knife was carefully wiping the blood stains on the spine of the sword, and then slowly put the sword into the sheath. Cang Ming struggled to stand up and said to the man in an astringent voice, "It's the border leader. Thank you for saving my life."

"I don't want to save you," Bian Changfeng looked at Master Cangming with a little disgust, but he still asked coldly, "I just want to know where the princess is?"

Mage Cangming hesitated for a moment and finally pointed to Kangla's old man's house, "It should still be there. He must have no time to transfer."

"Who is he?" Bian Changfeng looked at the alley where the dark magician fled and looked incredible. "A magician who practices magic has such an amazing reaction speed and unimaginable agility, which is no less than a martial arts master."

"I don't know, he seems to appear out of thin air, using magic that I have never seen before." Master Cangming shook his head with a wry smile, and then asked Bian Changfeng casually, "Why did you come so coincidentally? It seems that I knew it in advance."

"It's not a coincidence. I'm not good at tracking, but I know you can do it, and I recognize the marks you left, so I have to follow you all the way." After saying that, Bian Changfeng turned to the old man's house and said, "I want to bring the princess back to Dongxuan alone. I hope that that sword will make that guy unable to recover for half a year."

"Cunaire, the captain of the third cavalry of the Imperial Guard, led six Imperial Guard warriors to report to Mr. Xia Feng!" The imperial guard captain not only brought six elite imperial guard warriors, but also brought the "hundred treasure bags" that Xia Feng wanted.

After passing the acceptance of the small and exquisite "hundreasure bag", Xia Feng tied it around his waist. Looking at Kunil standing in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction, "Well, yes, it's really a standard military warrior, but this time we are a secret operation. Shall we put away all your clothes?" With that, Xia Feng knocked on his helmet and said, "Why are you wearing this thing all day? Do you think you are making a movie or think you are Zorro?

"As an imperial soldier, meticulous dress is an important exercise!" Cunel still stood upright. Hearing this, Xia Feng couldn't help but ask: "Who is the leader of this operation? Listen to you or me?"

"Small things are under the command of Mr. Xia Feng. In principle, I can make my own decisions and put the interests of the empire first!"

"What clothes to wear is a big deal or a small thing? Put the interests of the empire first, don't wear this dress to attract attention. We are a secret operation this time. Take this thing off first!" In the end, Xia Feng's voice became more and more severe.

Kunaer hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly took off his helmet, revealing the face hidden in the helmet for the first time. As soon as he saw this face, Xia Feng's eyes suddenly straightened, stunned for a long time, and then burst out an exclamation from his mouth: "Damn it!"

It was a face full of determination and beauty. Her blonde hair was tightly tied to the top of her head, revealing her slender neck and small auricle. Her eyes were as clear as green jade, but her eyes were like a solid ice without a trace of warmth, plus the handsome facial features with a little masculinity and a resolute face. The outline and unsmiling look make it difficult for people to get close to her as a woman, but she is still a woman and a very handsome woman. Her figure is not short as a man, and she is even more beautiful and fit as a woman. Her jaw and the bruise left by Xia Feng's hook, which was the only flaw in this face.

"Are you a woman?" Xia Feng came back from surprise for a long time. "No wonder your chest muscles" said that Xia Feng quickly stopped. As soon as he looked at Kunel's eyes, he knew that there would definitely be a new duel. This time, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with the female heir of the star-flow sword.

"Ugly! I want to go to the Southern Desert with you!" Ji Xuanxuan suddenly pouted. After she and Yaxin were picked up by Xia Feng last night, the three had already discussed it. Yaxin and Ji Xuanxuan continued to track down the whereabouts of Princess Yaoji in Poseidon, while Xia Feng and the imperial guards sent by McRae went to the southern wilderness for an adventure. However, suddenly seeing that there was a woman among the imperial guards sent by McRae, and she was so cold and charming, Ji Xuanxuan felt an unspeakable impulse in her heart. The hazy feeling that she did not want to break up with Xia Feng was suddenly put to the biggest, and blurted out the strong desire in her heart without thinking about it.

Xia Feng was stunned and said quickly, "Miss, we are not going to travel to the southern wilderness, but to take risks. Maybe we won't come back this time."

"Then I'll go even more." Thinking that I may never see this ugly "wild travel poet" in the future, Ji Xuanxuan suddenly had no reason to feel a pain in her heart and grabbed Xia Feng's arm with some gaffe. "If we don't come back, we won't come back together, so at least we can still have a companion."

"Don't! I'm afraid that one day you will drug me and sell me again!" Xia Feng quickly shirked. Ji Xuanxuan suddenly remembered the situation when the two met and couldn't help smiling, "Stingy, didn't I sell you once? I haven't received a piece of copper yet. Even the twelve silver coins that bought you amulet haven't been recovered yet.

Is it enough to sell it once? Do you have to wait for you to sell me a second time? Xia Feng shook his head like a drum. Ji Xuanxuan said quickly when she saw this, "Okay, at most, I promise not to betray you again. Is that okay?"

The girl's eager eyes made Xia Feng's heart swing. She couldn't help touching the amulet on her chest and hesitate. Seeing this, Ji Xuanxuan simply used the method of excitement: "I know, you are afraid that you are more stupid than me. Maybe you will be deceived again. Then you'd better find those imperial guards who are as stupid as you. They probably cheated. No, you."

"Who is afraid of whom? I don't know who will sell whom?" Xia Feng said half-truthly and half-falsely, and then turned his eyes to Yasin. Yasin has already seen some clues and knows that he can't stop this wayward cousin. Besides, it may not be safe for her to stay in the enemy capital with him, and he is not sure that she will go home alone. It's better to let her follow Xia Feng all the way. Anyway, she had to pass through Dongxuan Kingdom to go to Nanhuang. Maybe she would change her mind and go home halfway. Thinking of this, Yaxin nodded and agreed. At the same time, she did not forget to carefully tell the two of them. Then the three waved goodbye reluctantly.

At the same time, outside the gate of the Imperial Palace, another grand farewell ceremony was also taking place. Marshal McRae, the commander of the Western Expeditionary of the Great Western Empire, led dozens of senior generals to salute the little emperor Richard and the Empress Dowager Yeshea. In the square behind them, a thousand people rode The team raised their swords and shouted, waving their swords to the supreme commander of the empire. The man's masculine roar suddenly resounded throughout the imperial square. Ten thousand cold shining swords pierced the quiet sky of Poseidon in the morning.

The Empress Dowager Yesh looked at Parath behind Marshal McRae with a complicated expression, turned a blind eye to the military salute of many generals, and only stared at him and whispered, "I hope you can triumph as soon as possible!"

Parath lowered his head, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

The tens of thousands of riders finally slowly developed to the west. Among the people who sent them off, in addition to many people who cheered for the glory of the empire, there were also many people who reluctantly looked at their distant relatives with tears.

When the team passed the huge triumphal arch in the west of the city, McRae, who was walking at the front of the team, couldn't help looking up, then narrowing his eyes and looking ahead, and muttered to Parath, who was half behind: "The value of soldiers can only be reflected in war! Pallas, you have to be glad that you have caught up with the good times.

As he said, he took the lead in accelerating the pace of progress. Pallas immediately followed, and the team immediately accelerated their progress. Their destination was Koshga, the westernmost city of the empire, where 200,000 elite troops of the empire were gathering one after another.