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Chapter 1941 Yang Xingyuan's Conditions

The Holy City is in chaos at this moment! The dull earth tremor sound is getting louder and louder, and in the end the huge Holy City is affected by the terrifying and shocking shock.

In the city, countless people, forces, warriors, etc. were running around the streets like headless flies.

After learning that the Yin-Yang Martial God Yang Xingyuan and the Supreme Elder of Luohong Holy Sect Zhao Qi joined forces to attack, everyone in the Holy City was in panic.

Cang Hongshen, Xiang Rui, and Yu Luan took several generals left behind in the Holy City to the lookout platform and looked at the north.

There, a cavalry of tens of thousands was rushing towards him quickly, with extremely fast speed and orderly speed, like a black dragon passing through quickly.

In front of the Iron Cavalry were dozens of huge monsters, madly leading the way forward. Any obstacles on the road were rushing and colliding directly by the monsters.

And in the center of the cavalry, there are four horses several meters tall, dragging a magnificent chariot.

The chariot was huge, with more than ten figures standing on it, each with strong qi and blood and powerful as a rainbow.

Especially the two leaders, their aura is much stronger than the rest of the people, and they are obviously the real leaders of this iron cavalry this time.

Although there were only tens of thousands of cavalry that came this time, the number was very different from the millions of troops of the seven major coalition forces last time.

But whether it is the terrifying aura displayed on this iron cavalry or the powerful aura emitted by more than ten people on the chariot, they are far from the seven coalition forces last time.

Especially the two leaders of the chariot, they did not deliberately release their breath, but looking from a distance, they still give people a sense of unattainable and heavy feeling.

The two of them are none other than Yang Xingyuan, the owner of Yinyang Villa, and Zhao Qi, the supreme elder of Luohong Holy Sect.

"It's indeed Yang Xingyuan and Zhao Qi!"

On the lookout platform, Cang Hong climbed deep and looked at it. He noticed the two leaders in the chariot in the distance, and he immediately recognized them.

Cang Hongshen had met these two people several times back then. After so many years, he was still very familiar with them, so he recognized them at a glance.

At the same time, he also discovered that the aura of more than ten people behind Yang Xingyuan and Zhao Qi was stronger than that of him, and they were all eighth-level martial emperors.

He also saw Zhao Lu, Mo Hu and Zang Dao who had escaped in a panic. These three were standing silently behind Zhao Qi, with flames of hatred flashing in their eyes.

"Sir, look..." Suddenly, Xiang Rui beside Cang Hongshen pointed his finger at the back of the chariot.

Cang Hongshen then noticed that there were three chains tied behind the chariot, and one person was tied behind each chain. As the chariot continued to move forward, the three men were dragging hard on the ground in a mess.

Looking closely, three long blood marks were dragged out from the ground wherever they passed.

Although the three of them were disheveled and tied up by chains, Cang Hongshen still recognized at a glance that weren’t these three people the three great scholars, Qi Yan, Pu Shi and Zhong Wei?

At this moment, a strong anger erupted deep in Cang Hongshen's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

"Damn it! Yang Xingyuan, Zhao Qi and the others are simply shameful. They actually insult Brother Qi and the others in this way. You can kill the soldiers and not be humiliated!"

Yu Luan had a hot temper and was so angry that she slapped the guardrail in front of her, and her breath was boiling and bursting out.

Xiang Rui was also angry and had anger. His breath burst out, as if he would rush out to fight desperately at any time.

Cang Hongshen intercepted the two of them and said, "Don't forget that we are now aiming to defend the city, not going out to fight to the death, and calm down for me."

Yu Luan and Xiang Rui only recovered a little rationally, but the anger deep in their eyes was still burning.

"Sir, Master! I heard that Yang Xingyuan is a quasi-saint, Zhao Qi is the peak of the ninth-level martial emperor, and this iron cavalry is obviously an elite army. Can our sacred city really be defended?"

Among the several generals followed behind Cang Hongshen, an old and strong veteran was frightened and said tremblingly.

Cang Hongshen said calmly: "If you can't keep it, will you not keep it?"

If you follow me to the death today, the ending will be at most death in battle! You are also a long-standing person. Are you still afraid of death?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the generals following Cang Hongshen looked at each other, and then their eyes suddenly became firm.

"I am willing to follow the Chief Supervisor and fight to the death!"

The generals of the several members were solemn and authentic.

"good!"

Cang Hongshen nodded, then turned around and looked to the north.

At this time, the cavalry in the north had already reached the city, about 800 meters. The huge cavalry stopped in an orderly manner. The cavalry in front lined up and separated a path to both sides.

The majestic and majestic chariot slowly drove out from the middle road, stopped in front of the iron cavalry and behind the monster.

Yang Xingyuan, who was standing in front of the chariot, looked up at Cang Hongshen with a sarcastic look, but did not speak, while Zhao Qi, who was standing beside him, spoke.

"You are Cang Hongshen, the chief assistant of the Holy Dynasty?"

Zhao Qi looked at Cang Hongshen and asked lightly.

“That’s right!”

Canghong is deep and neither humble nor arrogant.

Zhao Qi sneered: "Since that's the case, we won't open the city gate quickly to surrender. Our request is actually very simple. Contribute the Holy City and hand over Mu Feng, then everything is easy to say!"

Cang Hongshen said calmly: "What if I say no?"

Zhao Qi was stunned. He didn't expect Cang Hongshen to refuse.

"Do you know the consequences of rejection?"

Zhao Qi frowned and asked.

"It's just that the city is destroyed and the people are dead, so why are you afraid?"

Canghong was calm and authentic.

Yang Xingyuan grinned and said, "This guy is not afraid of death. Elder Zhao, no matter how many you say, it's useless!"

Zhao Qi frowned and said, "Do you have a better way?"

"nature!"

Yang Xingyuan showed a sly smile on his face. With a wave of his right hand, Qi Yan, who had been dragged behind by a chariot for a long time, had Pu Shi and Zhong Wei flew up in the air and floated in front of Yang Xingyuan.

Cang Hongshen, Xiang Rui, Yu Luan and others finally saw the true faces of Qi Yan and the other two. They were angry and found that the three of them were almost tortured, covered in blood and unrecognizable.

If it weren't for the faint aura on them, Cang Hongshen and the others would even think that Qi Yan and the others were dead.

"Canghongshen! Just because you still have the city-protected formation of this sacred city, you can't stop us at all! Instead of dying in vain, it's better to surrender and seek a way out!"

Yang Xingyuan grabbed Qi Yan's neck tightly with his right hand, and continued: "Our requirements are not actually high. As long as the seal of the Holy City and the Demon-Suppressing Wall, of course, Mu Feng! Give us

We allow your Holy Divine Dynasty to continue to exist in these ways!”

"If you don't agree, then I will be executed on the spot and then attack your sacred city! I only need half a stick of incense to capture your sacred city. This is not a big deal, but as a quasi-saint, I am a quasi-saint.

Confidence!”

As he said that, Yang Xingyuan threw Qi Yan to the ground, levitated in the air, hanging above the holy city.

And he did not hide his momentum, and the surging and magnificent imperial realm continued to expand, spreading like dark clouds over the entire sacred city.

To be more precise, Yang Xingyuan is already a quasi-saint, and his imperial domain can no longer be called an imperial domain. It should be considered the most appropriate to become a quasi-saint domain.
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