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Text Chapter 187 Sword Lord Seven Nights

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    Entering Yuanzhou, Qiye changed his unhurried speed before, and swooped together, his figure turned into a flying rainbow and rushed into the sky, flying away like an arrow.

    The Zhan family established Dachong and ruled Yuanzhou for nearly 600 years. It soared into the sky seven nights. Looking down, many prefectures and counties showed a decline, with refugees everywhere in the countryside and bandits everywhere.

    In fact, this is a situation that a dynasty that lasted for hundreds of years will inevitably encounter.

    The dynasty has existed for a long time, the stratum has solidified, the upper class is extravagant and extravagant, the local rich and officials colluded, the land is divided, corruption is common, and all kinds of gangster forces of the three religions and nine streams In the end, all the looting and oppression are carried out by the bottom class.  The people accept.

    Changing to a world without extraordinary power, this is probably the end of the dynasty, and it is time for a change of dynasty.

    It's a pity that in this world, the strength of the thousands of people at the bottom is too insignificant, and the sum of them is no match for a martial arts master. The so-called cutting trees into soldiers and rising from the ground is just a joke.

    Da Chong Guozuo is not only impenetrable, but even because of the world-renowned master Aurora Sword Master, heroes and warriors from all over the world have been attracted to vote, and the power has become stronger and stronger.

    After flying thousands of miles all the way, Qiye arrived at Dachong King's Capital.

    The word Chong means "high and big", which means the same as Song, so Da Chong King's Capital is also called Song Capital.

    Looking around, Songdu stands majestically, like rolling mountains and rivers. It is extremely spectacular. Outside a tall city gate, there is a long queue waiting to enter the city. Among them are business teams from all over the world.  A martial artist with weapons.

    The crowd was noisy and noisy, like a boiling oil pan.

    Qiye glanced at it, his body quietly melted, and instantly turned into an invisible breeze, passing through the stream of people, crossing the high and steep city walls, and plundering into the city of Songdu.

    Hula!

    A piece of withered and yellow fallen leaves was blown by the wind, whirled and rolled into the corner of the wall, Qiye's figure slowly emerged from the shadows, without attracting anyone's attention, one step forward, already merged into the crowded and noisy crowd.

    On the wide street, there is a lot of traffic, the flow of people is like weaving, the sound of hawkers, merchants bargaining, and the conversations of pedestrians gather together, forming a prosperous scene, as if there are countless fish jumping up and down in the lake.  .

    As the capital of a country, there is no doubt that Songdu is prosperous. There are shops, restaurants, teahouses, and inns on both sides of the street, and there is no end in sight.

    All kinds of people gathered in Songdu, wanting to set up a home here, and there are many richly dressed and noble children haunting the pavilions, talking and laughing, with undisguised arrogance in their expressions.

    Seven nights walked through the crowd, stopped and looked around, like a tourist from afar, full of curiosity about everything in Songdu.

    After walking a few streets, he saw a tower building in the distance. He climbed up to the top floor, overlooking the direction of the royal city, and had a panoramic view of the huge palace complex.

    The entire royal city was shrouded in a majestic aura, which was not a formation, but formed by the subconscious vigor of the too many masters gathered in the royal city.

    Compared with this Chongwangcheng, Fengnan Wangcheng is no different from a grass-roots team.

    Qiye's eyes were sharp and sharp, like a sword. After staring for a while, he didn't realize the aura of the Aurora Sword Master.

    However, the sword master of Aurora is Uncle Da Chong, once Qiye breaks into the palace, he will definitely show up.

    Yes, Qiye's way to challenge the Aurora Sword Master is to break into the palace.

    Straightforward, without too much conspiracy.

    After looking at it for a while, Qiye raised his brows suddenly, and sensed a few faint gazes.

    He swept casually, glanced at the inn on one side of the tower, and the crowds in the street below, and the feeling of being watched by others disappeared immediately.

    "Has it been discovered so quickly? Maybe it doesn't need to be so troublesome to break into the palace!"

    Qiye's expression remained unchanged, she walked down the tower with steady steps, and walked into the nearest inn.

    As a paper puppet, he didn't need to eat water or rice, and he didn't want to put on a show. He only needed a guest room and lived in it.

    "Is it that person?"

    "That's right, it's him! Although there are many stunned youths who have imitated his attire during this period of time, this kind of spirit cannot be imitated. From the look of him just now, I almost thought I was pierced by a sword!"

    Just when Qiye was staying at the inn, several men in gray clothes with ordinary figures and appearance quickly gathered together and turned into a small alley on the street.

    Several people chatted quickly.

    "Now it's in big trouble.  "

    One of the thin-faced men patted his forehead with a sad expression on his face: "Jianjun Qiye, this is a big trouble. Although he only took three shots before and after, he defeated Nan Feiyun, Master Yunshui, and Jian Chi three top masters one after another.  Not to mention, they also kidnapped people, and they still don't know if they are alive or dead"

    "This person came to Songdu, I'm afraid he came from a bad way!" A simple-faced man next to him also had dark eyes.

    "Sword Lord's cultivation base is unfathomable, it is beyond our ability to deal with it, please report it to Lord Sizhu immediately."

    Another old man with a ravine in his face sighed and said in a deep voice.

    His words also attracted the approval of several other people, and he was about to disperse and let two people report to Shangfeng, while the others continued to monitor the target, when suddenly a strange voice came in.

    "Master?! Sounds like a big man, I just want to meet, can you satisfy me?"

    This voice was flat and gentle, giving people the feeling of a humble gentleman, but it made the spines of several people present shudder, their faces froze, their necks turned stiffly, and they saw standing in front of the alley at some time  A heroic young man in black and white robes and an ancient sword with a black sheath on his waist.

    His eyes were calm, and he looked at the few people in the conversation lightly.

    "Sword Lord Seven Nights?" The thin man blurted out, his tone changed a bit, and the rest of the people also looked over in fear, not daring to make the slightest change.

    They are the secret agents of Da Chong Mu Tiansi, each of them has unique skills and excellent martial arts, but facing Qiye, they can't think of doing it at all.

    There was no wave in Qiye's eyes: "Jianjun? These days, that's what I'm called in the world. You know who I am, don't you want to introduce yourself?"

    Among the few people, the grey-clothed old man's face deepened, he took a deep breath, bowed and said: "I greet Your Excellency Jianjun, we are members of Da Chongmu Tiansi, and our duty is to protect Songdu  , I have no ill intentions towards Sword Lord. On the contrary, we are very fond of Sword Lord's name, and it is a great fortune to meet you today."

    "Sansheng is lucky, maybe" Qiye twitched the corners of his mouth, noncommittal, and glanced at a few people, then turned around and left slowly.

    Several people present watched him go away, drenched in cold sweat, and at the same time confused, the thin man whispered: "He what does he mean? He just said a few words and left directly?"

    "Don't worry too much, go and report to the boss!"

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