Empress: Living In The Mountains, My Daughter Praised Me As A God

Huo Yuan gave an order to the guards.

The guard left quickly and came back a few seconds later.

"Report to the Imperial Master! There are no enemies, only dancing girls and fine wine. It is said that the empress is celebrating with everyone! There will be a feast for three days!"

Hearing this, Jin Shang Huoyuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Turns out, it's just a feast! What a false alarm. That old guy Li Chunfeng is not weak. We underestimated him. If he really leads a master to besiege us, we will be in big trouble!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Wait a minute, you said... are you having a dinner outside?"

Upon hearing this, Miao Sanbu's eyes suddenly lit up and he grasped the key point!

The guard nodded blankly: "Ah, yes! The banquet has just begun! There are many beautiful dancers."

Miao Sanbu was overjoyed. He threw away his cold black robe and put on a scholar's uniform as fast as lightning.

Ignoring everyone's surprised looks, he rushed out screaming.

"Oh ho ho! Eat a banquet! Don't call me even if you are riding a horse to eat a banquet. Wait until I come! Leave me an elbow!"

"Although they are enemies, there is no hatred at the banquet! Come on, let's play music and dance!"

Everyone’s faces were ashen!

Is this a heavenly master? Is this the Lord of the Miao Territory? He looks like a starving ghost no matter how he looks!

They suspected that if they really got into a fight, they might be able to trick this Miaojiang Lao Yinbi away over a banquet.

Feeling the strange looks in the eyes of the two countries, King Zhenbei covered his face with shamelessness, gritted his teeth and looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Don't they, the Miao people, have anything to eat?"

Xuedao shrugged and looked outside the room with a longing expression:

"Phuket Island! Maybe it's more delicious to have a banquet, but...it's better to have fun alone than to have fun together. Grandpa, I'm also going to have a banquet. You can discuss it slowly and let me know the result."

"Eat other people's food while you are alive, otherwise one day I accidentally burp my fart, and it will be someone else's turn to eat from me! You have practiced martial arts all your life, and you still can't enjoy it anymore?"

After saying that, he disappeared into Honglu Temple.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and Huo Yuan couldn't help but sneered.

"Okay! King Zhenbei, you are really a good helper! With Wolong and Fengchu by your side, why worry about the uncertainty of the world?"

Liu Zhi was furious: (੭ꐦ •̀Д•́ )੭

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At the same time, on the other side of the Tianyimen Dojo, masters gathered.

The disciples of the sect formed a large formation, and their internal forces exploded to prepare for the attack.

Wei Chuankong, the ancestor of Tianyi Sect, impatiently threw the sound transmission stone in his hand into his pocket.

"Made! A bunch of trash, they can't handle even the smallest things!"

"That's right! I don't know what the use is of raising them!"

The ancestor of Qi Zong, Mei Qianhua, also put away the sound transmission stone and cursed a few times.

After scolding, the two men raised their heads, holding weapons in their hands and looking solemnly at the sky ahead.

In the sky, Zhao Dezhu was covered in blood, with fierce eyes leading the sect leader Huo Mei'er, and thousands of disciples ranging from Xuanjie to Tianxue, who were blocking the mountain gate.

On the ground under Zhao Dezhu's feet, there were a dense mass of elite disciples from Tianyi Sect and Qi Sect.

"Zhao Dezhu! You are so impudent! I was lucky enough to let you escape last time, but I didn't expect you to dare to come here!"

"You are lighting a lantern in the hut, seeking death! This is my Tianyimen's dojo, do you think that I am a vegetarian in the Zong Zong Formation?"

"Today I and I will make sure you never come back! When I kill your master and disciple, tomorrow will be the day when your Zhenhun Sect will be destroyed!"

Wei Chuankong and Mei Qianhua roared fiercely.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, the two men's eyes were blood red, and murderous intent filled half of the sky!

Unexpectedly... Zhao Dezhu was so ignorant of martial ethics that he could attack the disciples of the sect.

It's really... inferior!

Facing the threats from the two men, Zhao Dezhu looked ferocious and smiled disdainfully.

"Haha, do you have the nerve to say that I'm a despicable person? Why don't you throw firecrackers into my Soul-Suppressing Sect's pit while my disciples of the Soul-Suppressing Sect are going to the toilet? You are simply despicable!"

"The Dao Sect Gate of the Dangdang formation actually deployed the formation on my sect's hut. Do you want to force my disciples away so that you can steal their shit?"

"Today, I want to seek justice for the shit in the pit, the maggots, and my disciples!"

Meichuankong's face froze: "This...isn't this just to let the disciples practice the newly learned formations? After all, practice is the best way to learn."

"After so many years of hostility, this is just a small scene. Don't be so serious!"

"I'm serious about your grandma's legs! Go eat shit!"

Zhao Dezhu yelled, stretched out one hand, and a two-meter-long Yanyue Sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"Drink!"

Holding the handle of the knife with both hands, he shouted loudly and put on a show of clothes, revealing his strong and bulging muscles.

Swinging the big sword, a forty-meter long sword light appeared, and it rushed towards the two of them like a thunderous giant.

At this moment, the cultivation level of the late Huangjie exploded, and the momentum caused the disciples behind him to step back more than ten meters, and they all fell to the ground.

The power is evident.

Before Zhao Dezhu's attack came, Wei Chuankong and Mei Qianhua felt the sharpness of the attack, as if they could cut their cheeks apart from the air.

There is even a trace of distortion in the surrounding void.

The two of them were shocked. If this blow fell on them, they would be dead or injured!

"Zhao Dezhu! Do you really want to cause a bloody battle because of a piece of shit when you step on the horse?"

Seeing that the opponent's offensive was not restrained at all, Wei Chuankong's eyes froze.

"No! This old guy's strength has improved recently. No wonder he dares to come over in a big way to create a scene!"

"Quick, Lao Mei, let's join forces and cooperate with the formation to kill him!"

"Please call me Ancestor Mei. Don't step on the horse and say "Lao Mei" to the left and "Lao Mei" to the right. Those who don't know may think I am your sister!"

Mei Qianhua cursed angrily, but his hand was unambiguous.

The two of them knew that they were no longer Zhao Dezhu's opponent in terms of strength, and now they could only rely on Tianyi Sect's formation to have a chance to kill each other.

"Array up!"

At the critical moment, Wei Chuankong quickly formed the seal.

A burst of light flashed across the Tianyi Gate, and the light extracted the power of the earth and blended it into the two bodies.

In an instant, the inner strength of the two of them surged!

Feeling the increasing power, the two of them struck out with the same blow.

The moves collided and made an earth-shattering noise, causing many rocks to fall from the surrounding mountains.

Dust was everywhere, and the big trees on the mountaintop were directly broken by the internal force, and there was even a bottomless crack left on the earth!

After a collision, the world returned to peace.

The disciples of the three sects were so dizzy from the aftermath that none of them could stand up except Tian Jie who could barely maintain his figure.

Looking at this huge movement, everyone's minds were raised, and they couldn't help but focus on the dust and smoke.

"Hiss... The desolate-level boss is so terrifying!"

"That's right! My ancestor's 40-meter-long sword almost shaved off my head!"

"Hmph! What does this mean? Our ancestor of the Tianyi Sect turned his inner strength into a horse, so he is so awesome! I don't know...which side will win."

Everyone was amazed.

The next second, a Daoist figure was blasted out of the dust and smoke, and fell heavily to the ground.

Poof!

Blood sprayed in the sky, and everyone took a closer look, and it turned out to be Zhao Dezhu, the one with the highest cultivation level among the three!

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people in Zhenhun Sect all darkened, and their nerves were tense and worried.

"Ah! Master! How are you?"

Huo Meier was horrified, left her opponent behind and landed on the ground, heading straight for Zhao Dezhu.

When the dust settled, the arrogant laughter of Mei Qianhua and Wei Chuankong rang out.

"Hahaha! Zhao Dezhu, Zhao Dezhu, why are you fighting with us on my home court?"

"Is this your first time coming into contact with our Tianyi Sect? Don't you know that even the masters at the peak of the Hong rank cannot break through our sect-protecting formation?"

"It cannot be broken unless it is at the Eternal level! This is the foundation of my religion! You actually come up to provoke me regardless of life or death!"

The expressions on their faces were full of joking, and they looked at Zhao Dezhu on the ground as if they were ants.

"Ahem! I'm fine, Mei'er, please get out of the way!"

Zhao Dezhu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up from the ground, raised his head and looked at the arrogant two people, without any fear on his face.

"This formation is indeed very strong, not bad, very good!"

"Isn't that great? This is the place where you, Zhao Dezhu, are buried. We were worried about how to deal with you, but we didn't expect you to come to our door yourself. Who gave you the courage?"

The corners of their mouths were slightly raised, and they drew a dragon on their left hand and a rainbow on their right hand.

An unparalleled internal force continued to solidify in the air, locking Zhao Dezhu.

The two men pushed together with both hands, but the attack broke out in vain, covering Zhao Dezhu and all the Soul-Suppressing Sect disciples on the ground.

Looking at the Earth Shaker-like attack, all the Soul-Suppressing Sect disciples looked desperate.

They didn't understand why Zhao Dezhu came to die.

Facing that powerful attack, Zhao Dezhu was not surprised but overjoyed, his robes fluttering in the wind, like a master from this world.

"Aren't you asking me who gave me the courage?"

"Today...I will tell you that my courage was given by Senior Chu!"

Zhao Dezhu looked pious, knelt on the ground and roared like a pilgrim.

"Here comes the knife!"

With a loud shout, the Yanyue knife in Zhao Dezhu's hand was replaced by a kitchen knife.

Seeing the ordinary kitchen knife, Wei, Chuan and Kong were stunned for half a second, and then burst into mocking laughter.

"Hahahaha! Zhao Dezhu, are you crazy about gains and losses? Are you going to fight with us with a kitchen knife?"

"Do you think this is a chef competition? This is life-threatening!"

Zhao Dezhu said nothing, closed his eyes, and gently swung the knife according to the knife technique demonstrated in the Chu Mo recipe.

"Knife chop...braised chicken!"