Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 73 Kill

Five days later, Qin Wudao and his party came to Bachu City in the west of the Qin Empire, stood on the city wall, and looked to the west.

There is a majestic mountain peak that has been separated. The whole mountain is shrouded in black mist, and the top can no longer be seen. The power of seals is lingering, making it extremely mysterious.

"Your Highness, this is a natural relic, but we cannot tell whether there is a fourth-level mustard world!"

Jia Xu stood on the side, wearing a feather fan and silk towel, with a pair of wise eyes shining brightly.

Behind the two of them, Wu Ming, Wang Lingling, and Peng Shizhuang stood respectfully, listening attentively and not daring to interrupt at will.

"Go and stay at the City Lord's Mansion first. Calculate the time. The geniuses from other forces are almost here!"

Qin Wudao nodded calmly. Since he had not entered Onizhong, he could not see why he had come, so he turned around and walked down the city wall.

His main task now is to maintain stability in the west.

Bachu City is the closest city to Onizuka, and forces that want to enter the ruins will choose to stay here.

Half an hour later, Qin Wudao and Wu Ming moved into the city lord's mansion, while Jia Xu went to an ordinary inn alone, which was the contact point for the secret guards.

He wants to mobilize secret guards to closely monitor the warriors entering Bachu City.

As Qin Wudao expected, that afternoon, some strange warriors entered Bachu City. They were all casual cultivators. After being warned by the soldiers at the city gate, they did not dare to make any mistakes.

As a border city, Bachu City is not very powerful, but it is backed by the Qin Empire and has big trees to enjoy the shade. Naturally, people with no background will not mess around.

Just like that, the past three days passed uneventfully!

"Drive~"

Outside the city gate, a team galloped very fast. The sound of horse hooves fell and a large amount of flying dust was thrown up, like a sharp arrow. It did not slow down at all as it approached the city gate.

The people riding on the war horses are all young women, wearing gorgeous clothes, with noble temperament and exuding a powerful aura.

On their waists, there is a piece of jade petal hanging, with the word "花" engraved on the front and back, exuding a light fragrance.

This token represents supreme authority in the western boundary of the Eastern Ancient Territory.

It is the sect token of the Wanhua Sect. As long as you hold this token and walk in the city of the Broken Flower Domain, you can pass without hindrance, enjoy privileges, and be superior to others.

but!

This is the Eastern Ancient Territory!

This is the Qin Empire!

"stop!"

The defenders of Bachu City shouted loudly, drew their weapons one after another, and stood in front of the city cave, forming a human wall and preparing for the attack.

"Get out of my way, girl!"

Seeing the ant-like soldiers blocking his way, a disciple of the Wanhua Sect shouted coldly, raised his riding whip high, and whipped it forward, leaving whip shadows in the void and creating a sonic boom.

Before the long whip arrived, the pressure generated caused the soldiers whose cultivation was only in the Xiantian realm to turn red and stagger back.

Once it falls, you will either die or be disabled!

"If you want to blame, blame your Majesty for killing Sister Wan Xian. Let's kill a few soldiers today and collect some interest!"

When she saw that the whip was about to hit the target, the girl's red lips curled up slightly, showing a cruel smile, and her beautiful eyes revealed Senhan's murderous intent.

boom!

At the critical moment, a figure fell from the sky, accompanied by a brilliant sword light, shining between the sky and the earth, cutting off the long whip, producing a dazzling light, blocking people's vision.

"Pfft~"

The whip-swinging girl was blown away by the huge force, fell off her horse, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the city gate in shock.

There, stood a young man, holding a sword and wearing a python robe, his eyes bright, like the scorching sun, shining in the sky.

Noble!

Supreme!

"How dare you, Xiaoxiao, to cause trouble here? Are you tired of living?"

Qin Wudao's cold voice was like a sharp sword, piercing into the ears of the disciples of the Wanhua Sect, directly hitting their souls, as if they had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and the pain was immense.

The war horses under their crotches were even more unbearable, their limbs became weak, and they collapsed on the ground.

More than a dozen disciples of the Wanhua Sect all fell to the ground, looking miserable, with eyes full of anger.

"It was you who took action just now!"

Qin Wudao walked up to the Broken Whip Girl with an indifferent expression. In the latter's frightened eyes, he stabbed with his sword, and the sharp sword light shattered the void.

Anyone who dares to harm the people of Qin will be killed without mercy!

A coquettish head soared into the sky.

Blood splatters!

The ground was dyed red, which was particularly dazzling and made many onlookers feel chills on their backs.

"Sister!"

The disciple of Wanhua Sect shouted, with a sad expression, looking at Qin Wudao angrily, and asked angrily: "You are too domineering, senior sister has not hurt anyone, why do you kill me?"

"Say it again, die!"

Qin Wudao's eyes were filled with cold light, a faint imperial will filled the void, his body was straight, and a domineering intention filled the sky, making everyone breathless.

"you"

A Wanhua Sect disciple was dissatisfied.

Clang!

Qin Wudao's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand vibrated, the sword energy cut through the sky, another human head flew up, and blood spattered five steps.

Two fellow disciples died tragically one after another. The remaining Wanhua Sect disciples were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they did not dare to speak, let alone take action.

For a moment, the bustling city gate became extremely quiet, and even the sound of the wind could be heard clearly.

After hesitating for a while, the Wanhua Sect disciples gave in, picked up the two bodies, and entered Bachu City with full of anger.

"The three of you will stay here. If anyone makes trouble, kill him! If you can't defeat him, come to the City Lord's Mansion to find me!"

Qin Wudao took back Xuanyuan Sword and said calmly.

"As you command!"

On the city wall, Wu Ming and three others jumped down, cupped their hands and replied.

"Everyone, take care of yourself!"

Qin Wudao looked around with his majestic eyes. Anyone who came into contact with him lowered his head uncontrollably. Finally, he took a deep look into the distance and turned around to leave.

"Congratulations to Your Highness!"

The soldiers guarding the city all knelt down and saluted, full of respect. Qin Wudao took action, which not only saved their lives, but also warmed their hearts.

Such a prince is worth following!

…

"In the middle stage of Nirvana, this Qin Wudao is a powerful enemy!"

Thousands of feet away, on a hill, several imposing figures stood. Lin Jiewen, the young patriarch of the Lin family, was wearing a white robe, with a jade tree facing the wind, and said with a half-smile.

"In front of the young patriarch, Qin Wudao has no choice but to surrender!"

A young man from the Lin family said in a flattering manner.

"Let's go into the city!"

Lin Jiewen smiled faintly and walked towards Bachu City.

"Young Master, he is Qin Wudao!"

There were also many figures standing on the top of another mountain. Duan Yonghui, who was wearing a yellow robe, said respectfully, but his voice was filled with deep hatred.

"Interesting, your strength is not weak. Qin Wudao can defeat you, which means that he is physically stronger than you. It's really curious!"

Standing at the front is a young man in black robe, with a slender body and handsome appearance. His black hair is slightly swaying. A trace of murderous intent flashes in his deep eyes: "When I have the opportunity, I will kill him.

Your father's revenge!"

"Thank you so much, young master!"

Duan Yonghui was overjoyed and knelt down on his knees.

This former young genius, after experiencing the shame of defeat, the pain of bereavement, and the humiliation of losing power, finally lowered his noble head and prostrated at the feet of a peer.

(End of chapter)