Outside Linying City.
The heavy snow dragon cavalry had already arrived.
A gust of wind blew past, kicking up clouds of dust.
Terrifying murderous aura soared into the sky.
The 90,000 black-armored soldiers stared at the Royal City of the Fallen Flower Dynasty with cold light in their eyes.
Yang Zaixing stood in the sky with his hands behind his back. Behind him, Min Xinghe stood with a halberd in his hand. His aura was extremely powerful.
Lin Ying City, on the city wall.
The monarch of the Fallen Flower Dynasty, Xiang Cheng, was wearing a yellow dragon robe and had a striking aura.
He held a sword in one hand and a wine pot in the other.
From time to time, he would drink a mouthful of the wine in the pot, and his heroic spirit soared to the sky.
" The Snow Dragon Cavalry are truly elite."
Looking at the black-armored elites outside the city, Xiang Cheng's heart trembled.
Even though he was prepared to fight to the death today, even if he died, he would not retreat even half a step.
They were also shocked by the 90,000 soldiers, all of them Xiantian level Snow Dragon Cavalry.
"Zhen remembers."
"In the battle outside Tiger Gate, this troop of Snowy Dragon Cavalry only had fifty thousand people, right?”
Xiang Cheng's words made everyone fall silent.
That battle caused the reputation of the Snow Dragon Cavalry to spread.
In that battle, the Snow Dragon Cavalry only had 50,000 people.
Now, outside Linying City.
There were 90,000 Snowy Dragon Cavalry and a Divine Mansion Realm general.
"Transformation Void Martial Stage?"
After taking another sip of wine, Xiang Cheng's gaze fell on Yang Zaixing, who was standing in the air with a faint aura that caused ripples in the air.
He frowned and muttered,"Great Qin really doesn't give me any chance."”
A Spiritual Mansion Realm expert and 100,000 Snow Dragon Cavalry.
It was enough to completely take down the Fallen Flower Dynasty.
However, Great Qin had sent out a Transformation Void Martial Stage expert to lead the Snow Dragon Cavalry.
"Void Transformation Stage…"
Huang Tiancheng and Liu Xuanwei heard this.
They were all shocked and looked at the two figures in the air with solemn expressions.
"Your Majesty, why don't we?"
After a moment of silence, Liu Xuanwei looked at the heroic Emperor who had returned to a long time ago.
He took a step forward and spoke in a deep voice.
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xiang Cheng.
"Xuan Wei, I know what you want to say.”
Xiang Cheng held the sword in his hand tightly and said with a smile,"I am not afraid of death."
"I'm afraid that I won't be able to meet my ancestors in the Yellow Spring.”
"Today, I am here."
"I'm dead!"
At this point, a cold glint flashed across Xiang Cheng's eyes.
He said coldly,"Fallen Flower will live forever. Even if I die today, I will let Fallen Flower pass on."”
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in Xiang Cheng's hand, the scarlet color on the blade, seemed to become even more dazzling.
It was in the Imperial Court.
The blood of many ministers who persuaded them to surrender and were afraid of death.
"Li 'er, you've already left, right?"
Before the Snow Dragon Cavalry arrived, Xiang Cheng had already made the final preparations.
He sent away his extremely talented son, Xiang Li.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I've already asked a first Firmament Zongshi realm deputy general to escort the prince away.”
"As long as he doesn't expose his identity, he should be fine.”
Huang Tiancheng respectfully reported.
Xiang Cheng slowly nodded, and a trace of hope flashed across his eyes.
That was the expectation he had for his son.
Today, although the fallen petals were dead!
However, as long as his son was still alive, the Fallen Flower Dynasty would always exist.
"In that case, let's fight."
Xiang Cheng, who no longer had any worries in his heart, smiled.
A high-spirited and undying fighting spirit immediately soared into the sky.
"Ever since I ascended the throne, it has been a long time since I made a move.”
"Xuan Wei."
"Do you think I can still have the strength I had back then?”
At this moment, Xiang Cheng recalled the time when he had not ascended the throne and was still a prince.
At that time, he was in high spirits.
At such a young age, he had already stepped into the Spiritual Mansion Realm.
The soldiers under his command were all warriors who had fought hundreds of battles and were not afraid of death.
Even if it was the Hundred Battle Empire with a deep foundation, he was not afraid at all at that time. He dared to fight.
However, after ascending to the throne.
It was unknown when it had lost its former sharpness, as if it had been imprisoned by the throne.
"Your Majesty, you are invincible."
Liu Xuanwei's eyes lit up when he saw the Emperor's attitude.
A smile appeared on his aged face.
"Hahahaha!"
"Xuan Wei, you are still the same as before.”
Xiang Cheng laughed when he heard that and slowly shook his head.
Then, under the gaze of Huang Tiancheng and Liu Xuanwei, he stepped into the air.
He arrived in the sky.
His eyes were filled with endless fighting spirit as he stared at Min Xinghe, who was standing behind Yang Zaixing with a halberd.
"The ninth level of the Spiritual Abode."
Min Xinghe looked at the Lord of the Fallen Flower Dynasty who was filled with fighting spirit and revealed some of his fighting spirit.
He did not expect the Lord of the Fallen Flower Dynasty to have such a cultivation.
Xiang Cheng stepped into the air and pointed his sword at Min Xinghe.
"Come and fight!"
"Go ahead."
Yang Zaixing could feel the fighting spirit behind him.
Then, he nodded slightly.
It was just a Ninth Heaven Spiritual Abode. It could not cause much trouble.
"I am the commander of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, Min Xinghe.”
After obtaining Yang Zaixing's approval, Min Xinghe immediately took a step forward.
He appeared in front of Xiang Cheng.
The aura of the ninth level of the Spiritual Abode erupted with a loud bang.
"Fight!"
After a loud shout.
He waved the halberd in his hand and immediately slashed down.
"I am."
"Fallen Flower Dynasty, Eighteen Princes."
"Xiang Cheng."
He could feel the tyrannical power.
A trace of excitement flashed across Xiang Cheng's eyes. He held his sword and welcomed the attack. Sword qi swept across.
At this moment, he was no longer the Lord of the Fallen Flower Dynasty.
Instead, it was the arrogant and unruly eighteenth prince from back then.
The War God of the Fallen Flower Dynasty, Xiang Cheng.
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