mtl008 Chapter 441: Forceful Entry into the City
Chapter 441: Forceful Entry into the City
"Miss Xu is a disciple of the Thunder Cloud Hall. You bunch of bastards have injured her and are doomed to suffer a bad end. This city lord advises you that if you are willing to honestly admit your mistakes, perhaps you can be given a chance to reform." The bald city lord said with a sarcastic smile, waving a fan in his hand.
Several cities have closed their doors in succession, specifically targeting the people from the Southern Alliance. Feng Qingcheng knew in her heart that this was aimed at them.
"What a great opportunity to reform." Feng Qingcheng was furious. These people were indiscriminate and arrogant, humiliating those who had made great contributions.
"Either get out or kneel down and admit your mistake." The bald city lord scolded, without giving any face.
He had already determined in his heart that these southern border gangs would inevitably lose in the end. You have to know that the disciples of the Thunder Cloud Palace are not easy to mess with. They have a very important status in the Eastern Wilderness, and even powerful cultivators have to show them some respect.
But this group of barbarians actually dared to injure the elite disciples of Thunder Cloud Palace. This was the little princess of Xu family, and now she was captured. The person in charge of this generation of Xu family was furious and has ordered a ban on the cultivators in southern Xinjiang.
The so-called ban means that no resources will be provided, and a large army will be sent to encircle and suppress the enemy.
"A bunch of nonsense." The bald city lord sneered, his heart full of contempt for the cultivators in southern border.
"It seems that talking nicely is no longer an option."
Feng Qingcheng sighed, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across the depths of her eyes.
The bald city lord thought Feng Qingcheng and the others were scared, and couldn't help laughing: "Are you scared now? It's too late, kneel down and beg for mercy."
But just as he finished speaking, Feng Qingcheng soared into the sky, and the Linlong beast under her opened its mouth wide, gushing out endless chaotic energy. Each breath was as heavy as a mountain and pressed down with a bang.
"You are so bold, are you going to rebel? You don't want to live anymore!" The bald city lord was furious, and then with murderous intent, "What do you think this place is? Do you think you can do whatever you want..."
At this moment, the bald city lord closed his mouth and couldn't utter a word.
Because of the air pressure coming, there was a loud bang!
I saw a wall right in front of me collapse with a loud bang, raising a huge cloud of dust.
The energy barrier guarding the city walls was also broken, and the pressure of the chaotic energy directly acted on everyone.
"what!"
For a moment, there was a scream on the city wall. The huge pressure made every cultivator vomit blood. The force was just right. It would not take lives, but only hurt the body.
The might of the Kirin Dragon Beast made the bald city lord's face turn green. His legs were trembling and he was sweating all over from fear.
He had only just ignited the divine fire, but the reason he could become the lord of a city was because he had the support of the Thunder Cloud Palace and had his own connections.
Facing an existence like the Linlong Beast, he felt like an ant that could be easily crushed.
"You are rebelling, you are traitors. No wonder the land of southern Xinjiang is occupied, it is all caused by you people." The bald city lord was a little incoherent. He suddenly thought of something and shouted.
"What nonsense!"
Feng Qingcheng was furious, and she gathered pseudo-immortal energy in her right hand and slapped him hard.
Under normal circumstances, she would not be able to defeat him with this palm strike. The difference in strength between the two was quite large. However, Feng Qingcheng let the Linlong beast fix the bald city lord in place, and the palm strike fell with a crisp sound.
Snapped!
The energy generated by the right hand wrapped in pseudo-immortal energy is very powerful. Even a level 10 warrior may not be intact if he does not protect himself.
The bald city lord screamed, his mouth split open, and half of his face was covered in bright red blood.
"You...you are going to die. Elder Xu from the Thunder Cloud Hall will be here soon. He will definitely execute all of you traitors."
The bald city lord looked vicious.
"It seems you don't know your situation yet."
Feng Qingcheng said lightly, and with a flick of her finger, nine strands of pseudo-immortal energy flew out and transformed into sharp thorns that pierced into the body of the bald city lord.
puff!
It pierced through his entire body, turning into bloody wounds.
"Ah!" The bald city lord screamed, coughed up blood, and twitched all over his body in extreme pain.
"We cultivators in the Southern Alliance are all meritorious people who fought bloody battles with alien spirits. No one can erase our merits, so remember to speak respectfully, otherwise you will end up in a miserable way."
Feng Qingcheng did not kill him. After all, the lord of a city had an extraordinary status. Although he was hateful, if he was killed, there would be a lot of trouble in the future.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingcheng finally nailed the bald city lord to a city wall as a punishment.
The Eastern Wilderness cultivators in the city were all silent. They did not dare to say a word, for fear that this killing god would target them.
On the other hand, the people of the Southern Alliance shouted excitedly and were extremely encouraged. All the frustration they had felt before was released at this moment.
This time, the people of the Southern Alliance formed a cohesive force and respected Feng Qingcheng even more.
"Go to the city to recuperate."
Feng Qingcheng gave an order, and tens of millions of cultivators entered the city.
They haven't rested for a long time and need to replenish their energy.
Under Feng Qingcheng's might, no one in the city dared to object. They could only hope that people from Leiyun Palace would arrive soon.
"Alliance leader, if we do this, the forces of Thunder Cloud Palace will definitely not let it go. I'm afraid we'll create enemies." An old man said worriedly. He was a supreme figure in the Southern Alliance and had an extraordinary status.
"Mr. Lin, don't worry. Even if the Thunder Cloud Palace is arrogant, they still have to be reasonable. I am not alone!"
Feng Qingcheng had been prepared for a long time. She had sent someone to Mingyue Pavilion to deliver the news beforehand. At the same time, she spread the news of what they had experienced in southern Xinjiang, without exaggerating a single thing and telling it all in detail.
Millions of cultivators entered the city, making this not-so-big city extremely crowded.
Originally, there were cultivators in the Southern Alliance who were extremely arrogant and caused trouble in the city. However, after being killed by Feng Qingcheng's powerful force, the cultivators in the Southern Alliance calmed down.
For two consecutive days, everyone in the Southern Alliance has completely recovered, especially Feng Qingcheng, who feels that her aura has become much stronger.
Ten thousand miles away, from the frontier war zone command center, shocking news came from southern Xinjiang.
The ancient ancestor has arrived and a great crisis has arrived.
This is when the real unrest began.
When Cang Xuanye, Mu Tianjue and others in the war zone heard the news, their expressions became gloomy and they immediately relaxed.
"Qingcheng will be fine." Mu Tianjue said to himself, as if comforting himself.
"Damned alien spirit, if anything happens to her, I will kill all of them." Cang Xuanye roared in his heart.
Although they kept convincing themselves, they were not optimistic in their hearts. They had to know that when the ancient ancestor came, the cultivators in southern Xinjiang would not have any power to contend with him, and the final result would be only a tragic death.
"Report!"
At this time, a cultivator flew over.
"Urgent information!"
The cultivator presented a jade slip, which fell into the main hall.