Lin Yuan turned around and saw the old casual cultivator running away, and smiled helplessly.

He came to Zhaonan Capital today for three purposes.

In addition to wanting to overcomplete the blind box task and choose a benevolent leader for the people of Zhaonan, the third purpose is that Lin Yuan wants to test his own strength.

Now, after Lin Yuan practiced the "Human Desire Sutra", he can be regarded as practicing both spiritual and physical cultivation.

In addition, he broke through to the Houtian realm, with seeds of chaos in his Dantian, the eye of the fox fairy in his right eye, and the Four Directions Palace of Life.

Lin Yuan really wants to test where the limit of his strength is.

An acquired master who lives in the secular world can be regarded as a good whetstone.

Walking into Zhaonan Capital City, Lin Yuan really saw what ten rooms and nine empty spaces meant.

During this chaotic war in Zhaonan, the capital city of Zhaonan was the center of the whirlpool. Armies from all walks of life took turns here like a revolving lantern and clashed many times.

The walls of the capital city are in ruins. Some of the houses in the city have their doors wide open, their interiors have been looted, and some have been burned by the war. Although most of the corpses on the streets have been disposed of, black stains of blood can be seen everywhere on the road, and even

It's burnt human oil, it's slippery and hard to walk on.

During dynasty wars, the capital city would not be spared just because it was the capital city. Even during the prosperous Tang Dynasty in Lin Yuan's previous life, after experiencing the An-Shi Rebellion, Chang'an, the capital city, suffered six disasters. First, there was Huihe, and then there was Huangchao.

, the blood is flowing into rivers, it is called washing the city, which is depressing.

Such troubled times also deepened Lin Yuan's determination to practice martial arts.

If we are mortals, just because the rebel leader wants to plunder wealth and reward the army, his wife and daughter may be humiliated, and he may become a piece of burned human oil on the street corner.

If it is a low-level monk, because of the evil thoughts of a high-level monk, he will be killed and raped, harvested and used as human labor, or even directly refined into a heart-refining pill like the Liang royal family did to the natives of the secret realm.

Only by reaching the peak of martial arts can one achieve immortality and live forever. From being controlled by others to controlling the destiny of others, and even controlling the avenues of heaven and earth, the sun, the moon, the universe, and the reincarnation of fate.

"Who is it? The royal palace is in front of you. Anyone who intrudes will die!"

Two powerful guards drew their sabers. Their eyes were red and bloodshot, and their bodies were full of murderous intent.

Soldiers who have experienced massacres have already become red-eyed. Not only do they not feel any sense of killing, it actually makes them excited.

At this time, when they saw Lin Yuan and Ying, they all had a ferocious look in their eyes.

Lin Yuan is well-dressed and obviously a little oily, not to mention Yingying.

During the massacre of the city, rape and robbery occurred regardless of family. Whether such a beautiful woman was enjoyed by oneself, sold as a slave girl, or presented to the superior, it was a hugely profitable business.

The two men, one on the left and the other on the right, came to double-team Lin Yuan.

"Go away!"

Lin Yuan didn't even pull out his sword, but his energy and blood exploded, and he shouted loudly, shattering all the meridians of the two guards.

The two men immediately bleed from all their orifices, and their bodies were like a pile of rotten meat with bones removed. They fell limply to the ground and died on the spot!

Lin Yuan didn't even look at the two fallen corpses as he strode into the palace.

Lin Yuan's loud shout just now attracted the attention of a large number of palace guards.

"There is an assassin!"

"Enemy attack!"

At this time, the capital city of Zhaonan was heavily entrenched, and groups of elite soldiers immediately gathered towards Lin Yuan in armor and weapons.

At the same time, rows of crossbowmen quickly ran up on the palace wall. The sword pots they used were made of waterproof leather. The sword pots stunk to the sky, and they actually contained human and animal excrement, arrowheads, etc.

Usually soaking in fecal water is full of bacteria and filth. Once injected into the human body, it will quickly cause ulceration and inflammation. It is the most economical and cost-effective way to quench the poison.

"The barbarian army of Zhaonan really did everything they could to win the war."

Lin Yuan and Yingying were in the center of rows of spears and crossbows.

"Fire the arrow!"

The commander of the crossbow army shouted loudly, and all kinds of sharp arrows stained with manure were shot straight towards Lin Yuan like a hundred birds flying towards the phoenix.

Lin Yuan stabbed the ground with a broken knife, and the pale golden Qi in his body exploded around like an eggshell.

Wherever the gas passes, the stone paving bricks are directly crushed into powder, and the air is squeezed out to make an explosion sound, forming a shock wave visible to the naked eye, which spreads like water ripples.

Those sharp arrows stained with gold juice were blown away by this air wave, turned directly, and flew back towards the crossbowmen on the city wall!

What!?

The crossbowmen were shocked, and they all fell down to avoid it. However, the arrows flew back faster than when they were shot. They couldn't avoid them at all, and were directly penetrated by the sharp arrows.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Blood splashed, and each of the crossbowmen fell from the wall like wheat harvested by a scythe. Even if there were a few tenacious ones who were not killed on the spot, it would be difficult for them to survive in the future, because they were painted on the arrows.

The golden juice from Yagami has penetrated into their internal organs and entered the blood of the whole body.

"Grandmaster!! Is it the master the day after tomorrow!?"

The leaders present were shocked. The one who could achieve this step was not only the master of Houtian, but also the best among the masters of Houtian!

But judging from Lin Yuan's appearance, he is only twenty years old at most. How is this possible for such a young Grandmaster Hou Tian!?

"Let's all die!

Lin Yuan drew out his broken sword and charged directly into the guards.

A small number of these Zhaonan Army elites are even first-level and second-level body-refining warriors, but facing Lin Yuan, they are like sheep meeting a tiger, and they are simply unmatched.

Lin Yuan slashed out with his sword, the energy of the sword was like a full moon, and seven or eight heads were harvested, including their spears!

"Ask for help from the Grand Master in the palace. He is alone and can't hold on!"

Even the peak master the day after tomorrow cannot wipe out tens of thousands of troops by himself. Gang Qi is powerful when used, but it is also consumed quickly.

Those who can kill thousands of people are already abnormal among the masters. Like Lin Yuan, who spends his energy for free, it is only a matter of time before he reaches the end of his rope.

Two hundred guards, plus a hundred crossbowmen, were quickly killed by Lin Yuan, leaving most of their armor and helmets behind!

"Young man, you are too arrogant!"

An old man wearing a white robe came through the air.

Behind him, there were two middle-aged men.

These three people are all masters of Houtian!

As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of young people. As a martial artist gets older, his energy and blood will always decline.

However, due to the mixture of Qi, blood and true energy in the body of Master Hou Tian, ​​forming Gang Yuan, even at an advanced age, his strength will not drop much.

This white-robed old man is an elder of the Murong clan. He traveled around the world in his early years and was well-known in Zhaonan.

"Your talent is indeed high. If you devote yourself to practice, twenty or thirty years later, I'm afraid you will really be turned upside down. It's a pity that you are eager for success and come to the palace to die when you are still young! Now you are deeply

Being trapped in a tight siege is like a bull in a swamp, and death is imminent."

As the white-robed old man spoke, he drew a four-foot-long sword.

Lin Yuan glanced at the white-robed old man. It was difficult for a warrior to distinguish his realm. He could only tell whether he had become a master the day after tomorrow based on his Gang Yuan or Qi and blood. But he didn't know whether he had become a master in the early or late stages of the day after tomorrow.

Judging from the airs and the manner in which this white-robed old man puts on his words, he must be quite strong in cultivation and must be among the best among acquired masters.

Lin Yuan thought like this and opened the Four Directions Palace of Life, activating 80% of the power of the Chaos Seeds.

"Boom!"

Gang Yuan surged from Lin Yuan's whole body, and nine sword qi spurted out from Lin Yuan's broken sword like nine golden dragons.

Dragon Prison Sword Sutra!!

Nine sword-qi golden dragons surrounded the white-robed old man in the center, charging down from all directions.

The sword's meaning is brilliant and its power is mighty.

"Bang bang bang!!"

The old man in white robes swung his sword, and three of the blades were broken by his sword edge.

However, these nine sword lights fell at the same time, and the interval was almost zero.

The remaining six sword lights penetrated the white-robed old man's body without any suspense, leaving six blood holes as thick as wine cups, transparent from front to back!

Blood spurts out like water from a water pipe.

The old man in white robe lowered his head and looked at the wounds on his body in disbelief. He had just tried to block Lin Yuan's sword light, but each one was powerful and heavy. He could only block it with all his strength.

But with such a sword light, Lin Yuan sent out nine swords in an instant!

Even if he can block eight attacks, he will still be severely injured by the last sword light.

Not to mention that he only blocked three, the gap is too big!

This young man actually didn't use all his strength when he killed the palace guards here? Is he a great master at the peak of acquired life?

The old man in white robe was having more and more difficulty breathing. He just felt that the world was so ridiculous. How could anyone reach the level of a grand master at this age? He did not expect that when he was dying, he would have to sacrifice his life to witness the death of such a monster.

Growth.

"Is this death?"
To be continued...