Chapter 50
On the city wall.
Zhao Jin's face paled as he looked at the dense army of demons and devils that seemed to be connected to the heavens and earth.
In this life, even on the day of his succession, he had never been as grand as he was today.
On the other hand, although the city walls were filled with soldiers, their gazes were still filled with fear when they looked into the distance.
They lived in a peaceful era, and this was the first time they had seen such a large-scale war. How could they not be afraid?
The banners of the allied troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race could cause one's scalp to go numb!
A total of 230,000 demon soldiers and demon soldiers. The huge bodies of the demon beasts and the ferocious demon soldiers alone were enough to make the scalps of the city guards go numb.
When most of the people in the capital heard the news, they had already taken their belongings and fled through the mountain roads.
Only a small number of lonely old people who had lived in the capital for their entire lives could still play chess with their old friends and talk about the past.
He was just waiting for the alliance army of the Monster Race and Demon Race to break through the capital city, and then he would end his life with a cup of poisoned wine.
Perhaps the demonic beast could even poison one of them to death after eating his corpse!
The moment the morning sun rose, a figure shrouded in black fog suddenly leaped into the sky and hovered.
Whoosh!
This scene caused an uproar.
Only a Half-Saint could hover in the air!
"Where is the current Emperor of Chengyang?"
Nangong Tian said slowly.
"I'm here."
Although Zhao Jin's face was deathly pale, once he knew that he would definitely die, his cowardice weakened significantly.
He stood out, and the soldiers guarding the city immediately stopped making noise.
Even the emperor dared to stand on the city wall to die, so why couldn't they?
"It's been more than sixty years, but I haven't seen any of my old friends.”
Nangong Tian sighed and continued,""Emperor Cheng Yang, are there still any Saints in Cheng Yang?”
"I have already entered the realm of the Saint. If there is no Saint in Chengyang who can resist me,"
"I advise you to surrender quickly and leave your corpse intact.”
"If we resist fearlessly, the capital will be burned to the ground!”
Nangong Tian's voice rang out like thunder, and everyone heard it.
"Are you surrendering or resisting?!”
Everyone looked at Zhao Jin, waiting for his decision.
Just as Nangong Tian had said, Chengyang no longer had a Half-Saint. The allied troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race were pressing down on the border. They had no chance to resist.
Behind the demons, Nangong Ningshuang's pretty face under the veil was a little solemn.
She believed that the Saint called Su Xuan Yi would definitely appear that day.
Clang.
Zhao Jin pulled out the Emperor's Sword in his hand, which represented his identity, and said with a ferocious expression,"The Son of Heaven guards the gates of the country, and the king dies for the country!”
"Soldiers, if I die today…"
"I have no face to see my ancestors in the ground!"
"If there are people who are still alive, remember that when you bury me, cover my face with your hair. You can let the thieves eat my corpse or die on the streets!”
"Soldiers of Chengyang, this may be my last order!”
"Fight to the death!"
Hearing Zhao Jin's words, the soldiers on the city wall were all moved.
From these words, one could hear Zhao Jin's sorrow for the fall of the country.
As the Emperor of Chengyang, he didn't manage to protect his ancestor's legacy.
As a result, he became the last emperor. One could imagine how indignant he was!
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
Nangong Tian, who was hovering in mid-air, sneered and said,""In that case, Chengyang City will be reduced to the dust of history.”
"Demon soldiers, heed my command!"
Before Nangong Tian could finish her sentence, a purple figure soared into the sky and stopped in front of the city wall.
"Demon Emperor Nangong Tian, I am a ranger in Chengyang. Please enlighten me!”
A cold voice resounded through the world. Zhao Ziyi's back was facing the Chengyang soldiers, and his face was shrouded in mist, making it difficult for outsiders to see him clearly.
However, she was able to hover in the air. Everyone's expressions revealed a trace of disbelief, but they also felt lucky that they had survived the disaster.
There were saints in Chengyang?
Chengyang was saved!
Zhao Jin stared at the back of the purple-robed figure in a daze. His mouth was agape, and he was inexplicably shocked.
His eyes gradually lit up. Perhaps Chengyang still had a glimmer of hope!
Standing on the city wall, the officials who swore to live and die with Chengyang had their eyes gradually lit up.
When Nangong Ningshuang saw the purple figure hovering in the sky, she was stunned.
It was actually a woman?
Could it be that the saint back then was a woman in disguise?
"How could that be?"
Nangong Ningshuang's eyes widened as she muttered.
At this moment, she suddenly understood.
Why was it that when Su Xuan Yi had seen her back then, he had remained indifferent even though he had been surprised by her beauty? He had even gone around trying to make things difficult for her by using the classics?
Because the other party was a woman.
Jealous of her beauty!
Yet he did not covet her beauty!
When she saw her come out, Nangong Tian was stunned. Nangong Ningshuang had once said that there was a Saint in Chengyang who called himself Su Xuan Yi.
Could it be that the person who went to Moon Bay with Nangong Ningshuang back then was actually a woman dressed as a man?
"I'll appreciate your brilliant move!"
Nangong Tian laughed loudly, and a long sword with a cold luster appeared in her hand.
"This sword is inch-long!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a streak of Sword Qi swept out from the Inch Extension Sword. It expanded with the wind until it transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long Sword Gang that charged straight at Zhao Ziyi.
Clang.
Zhao Ziyi suddenly pulled out the full moon scimitar at his waist and gently waved his hand. A full moon shaped blade energy collided with the oncoming sword energy.
Bang!
The saber and the sword collided with a deafening roar. Then, a terrifying hurricane rippled and swept in all directions.
Whether it was the troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race below the city walls or the Chengyang City Guards on the city walls.
At this moment, they were all blown to the side by this violent hurricane. They crawled on the ground and used all their strength to resist the attack of the wind.
"Your Majesty, you should hide for now."
Chief Assistant Wen He couldn't even open his eyes due to the strong wind, but he still didn't forget to say.
Zhao Jin shook his head, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"I will stand here and tell the soldiers that I am with them!" he said in a deep voice.”
"How can the Saints of Chengyang fight to the death at the front while I hide in the back without any worries?”
"However, the battle between the Saints, just the aftermath of the battle, can kill us all. Even if Your Majesty doesn't think for yourself, you have to think for the people of Chengyang.”Wen He insisted.
"Zhen cannot retreat." Zhao Jin shook his head.
Seeing that her attack had been blocked, Nangong Tian's eyes narrowed. Her opponent's strength had already gained her recognition.
His figure suddenly shot out, and the Inch Extension in his hand made a buzzing sound as he pointed it at the purple figure.
Clang!
The two Saints were fighting, and the sound of metal clashing was endless. In the eyes of others, it was simply thunder on the ground, and it was so loud that their ears hurt.
The two figures had already turned into afterimages, leaving only two shadows in the air, one purple and one black.
The two figures would occasionally clash with each other. The moment their swords touched, they would separate. Terrifying ripples would be created, and a strong wind would sweep out.
Everyone looked at the two flashing shadows in the sky with great difficulty.
They knew very well that at their level, the battles of the lower-level soldiers were infinitely weakened.
The outcome of the battle between the two in the sky would determine the direction of this battle.
Everyone was waiting for them to decide the winner or to continue the stalemate.
"You must win."
Facing the strong wind, Zhao Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, but he stared at the two figures in the sky that were about to erupt at any moment.
The two of them fought for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. After each of them unleashed a peak attack, they pulled apart.
Nangong Tian's expression was a little sinister. The other party's strength was much higher than hers. He should be at the peak of the ninth-grade Martial Saint. He was only one step away from advancing to the eighth-grade Martial Saint.
With the help of the Black Dragon Thearch Armor and the Inch Extension Sword, he was able to fight her to a draw.
However, as time passed, the amount of Celestial Core Power in their bodies was revealed.
He had already expended a lot of energy, but the other party seemed to be at ease. If this continued, he might even lose.
Thinking of this, Nangong Tian turned to look at the demon soldiers on the ground and said in a deep voice,""Tuoba Jie, how long are you going to watch the show?”
"Haha!"
A loud laughter came from below. Immediately, another sturdy figure soared into the sky from the direction of the demon soldiers and stood beside Nangong Tian.
Whoosh.
The soldiers on the city wall were paying close attention to the development of the situation.
Now that the Demon Emperor Tuoba Jie had appeared and was also at the Saint Realm, the fluke that had just risen on the faces of countless people disappeared once again!
How could Chengyang withstand two Saints?!
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