Chapter 199 The True Appearance of the Imperial Capital

Continuous city walls stand east and west, and it is difficult to see them all at a glance. Different from the ordinary city layout, the imperial capital does not have city gates. Instead, there are hundreds of iron chains stretched diagonally from the city wall, like fishing nets, and the other end of the iron chains is tied to a

The top of a 100-meter stone pillar.

The spacing between the stone pillars varies, ranging from six to seven meters in distance to dozens of meters in distance. Moreover, the top shape of each stone pillar also has its own characteristics, including sharp, flat, smooth, rough...

There are various sharp swords stuck at the bottom of the pillars. If you want to enter the imperial capital, you must first jump over the top of these pillars, and then step on the iron chain bridge to reach the city wall. If you make a mistake during this period, your body and head will be missing.

"It seems that even the emperor does not welcome incompetent people."

Mo Yu looked away from the bottom of the pillar. There were many corpses there who had failed to enter the city and died from swords piercing their chests at the bottom of the pillar. Black crows were circling around and vultures were pecking at their bones.

"Brother, there are a lot of people coming over there." Mo Qi was not afraid of this, pointing to the side, and sure enough, several groups of people from the world were coming.

"Don't worry, let's see how they enter the city first." Mo Yu led Mo Qi to retreat to the side. There were many people entering the city, and no one paid attention to them.

Those groups of people belonged to different sects, and they entered the imperial capital not once or twice. Without much hesitation, they each used Qinggong to jump towards the top of the pillar.

He jumped up to the top of the pillar and moved his body vigorously around the pillars. The first half of the journey was fine, but something unexpected happened in the second half. The pillars began to rotate, and dense black holes appeared on each pillar. Then, hundreds of

Thousands of arrows shot out.

Densely packed, round after round.

Each sect is led by a fifth-level Heavenly Man Realm practitioner. They extend their body-protecting Qi to clear the way in front of them, blocking most of the arrows. Others use weapons to block the rest.

But not everyone is so lucky. Some people stepped on the sharp capitals due to the rotation of the pillars. They lost sight of one thing and fell to the ground accidentally, and died in unwillingness.

There is no one to stay with the victims, and no one dares to stay. The pain must be left behind after safety.

As they approached the edge of the pillar, the hidden arrows disappeared, and the pillar stopped rotating, instead bouncing up and down. Those masters took advantage of this jolt to jump up and step onto the iron chain.

The chain bridge was swaying, trying to balance themselves and keep moving forward. At this time, most people could only rely on themselves and resorted to their special skills.

There are those who have great self-sufficiency and internal strength and can leap up the wall a few times, there are those who ferry little by little with the help of hooks, and there are also those who cooperate and work together. Of course, new entrants still cannot avoid the disappearance of some people.

Everyone standing on the city wall was a winner. Everyone watched in silence as the corpses on the ground were being eaten by vultures. Those close to them finally couldn't bear it and cried loudly. They grabbed things and threw them underground to drive away the vultures.

Mo Yu and the others took it all in with heavy hearts. The joy they felt at the beginning disappeared. Just entering the gate of the imperial capital was so cruel, but you can imagine the horror inside.

"What, are you scared?" Mo Yu joked and looked at Mo Qi.

Mo Qi looked back, seeing the determination in his elder brother's eyes, he felt at ease in his heart, and replied with a chuckle: "Being with my elder brother, even if it is a sea of ​​swords, mountains of fire, I am willing to go there."

"Okay, then let's rush together with big brother!"

Mo Yu raised his head and roared, leaping high to the top of a stone pillar with just a few steps. He climbed up and looked up, full of pride, not caring about the sideways glances of the people on the city wall.

Mo Qi followed closely behind him. Although his level was a little low, the Invisibility Technique was the top assassin's movement skill, so it was not difficult to pass.

The two looked at each other knowingly, and then, with everyone watching in astonishment, they spun through the center of the stone pillar.

The stone pillar began to rotate, and hidden arrows shot out randomly. Mo Yu took off his sword casket and danced out a circle of black screen to block it. Then he used his body-protecting Gang Qi to wrap Mo Qi up and throw him out of the range of the stone pillar.

Then, the sword box was put away, and the afterimage flickered through the range of the hidden arrow and landed directly on the iron chain.

The iron chain began to shake, which was not much of a hindrance to the two of them. They quickly scaled the city wall with their body skills. The climb up the wall aroused a discussion, and they left in a hurry to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Entering the city, you will see a sea of ​​mountains and forests with countless domineering buildings. I thought that the imperial city would be like other cities, but little did I know that it had a completely different look.

I spent money to find a "tongue" to ask, and then I truly understood what the imperial capital looked like.

There are 100,000 mountains in the south, and the same is true in the north. The imperial capital exists within these 100,000 mountains based on the mountains. It is not an inherent city, but all 100,000 mountains are considered the imperial capital.

There was great chaos in the world, and various sects were reshuffled. Many forces had to relocate their sects, so the Shiwan Mountains in the north and south became the first choice.

From this we can see that the imperial capital is also divided into the southern imperial capital and the northern imperial capital. In each imperial capital, there are decent sects, demonic sects are everywhere, and of course, there are also a large number of middle-level forces.

There are all kinds of businesses that are available in the market here, and there are also businesses that are not available in the market. The most important thing is that everyone here is a member of the world.

Walking on the street, looking at the various sects recruiting people on both sides, Mo Yu felt for the first time the prosperity of the world. If everything goes as usual, Xirou will definitely like it here.

While walking around, there was a sudden commotion in front of me. It was quite loud.

After hearing the sound, Mo Yu and the others went over and found that there was a ring in the center of the street corner. It was already crowded with people on three levels inside and three outside, and people from various martial arts circles were hurriedly booing each other.

There were two young men standing on the stage. They were very handsome. One of them had his arms folded across his chest, holding a long sword in his arms, and stared at the opposite side with bright eyes.

The other person has a casual appearance, holding a scimitar casually in his hand, blowing the hair hanging on his forehead with his breath.

After listening to the conversation, the two of them learned that the two young men on the stage were from the decent Wanjian Sect and the other from the Demon Sect Hehuan Valley.

They are both young leaders of this generation. Because good and evil are constantly fighting, and their lives are not in danger, the top leaders of the two factions turn a blind eye, intending to let their descendants frustrate the other side's spirit.

By coincidence, the two men were of equal strength and at the same level. They fought more than a dozen times without a winner, and they became an after-dinner conversation in the world.

This is the fifteenth time, and both sides have announced that they will win!

The gongs and drums sounded, and the two people on the stage began to fight. The swords and swords flashed, you came and I fought, and the energy was scattered in all directions. They were all at the beginning of the fifth heaven.

"Brother, who do you think will win among these two?" Mo Qi asked in a low voice while watching the battle.

Mo Yu smiled, his eyes shifted back and forth on the stage, and he replied after a moment: "It's hard to say, both of them have back-ups this time, but if I were to judge, the Hehuan Valley man has a better chance of winning."

"No,"

Mo Yu's words caused a rebuttal from a swordsman next to him. He had a profound look on his face, pointed his finger at the young man on the left and said: "Little brother, you don't know something. This Ten Thousand Swordsmen is one of the Seven Swordsmen. Its swordsmanship is strange and unpredictable. Every generation of young people

The disciples are all famous in the world, so the Hehuan Valley Demon Disciple will definitely be defeated."

Mo Yu frowned, but nodded in agreement without saying anything.

After a moment of burning incense, the young man from Wanjian Sect shouted "Li Sword Style!", and saw the long sword in his hand leaving his hand and shooting at the opponent like a dragon out of the sea, the sword body was wrapped in a violent wave of air.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The young man from Hehuan Valley raised the corner of his mouth, and the scimitar caught the long sword while his body leaned back. After a rotation, the long knife and the long sword were sent back to the opponent, and he yelled "Left Sword Style!"

"you!?"

The disciples of Wanjian Sect were shocked and angry. They didn't know why the other party used their own martial arts. They were caught off guard and were scratched by the sword, causing him to fall off the ring.

There was silence in the arena. Everyone was a discerning person, and they all understood the pros and cons of the process just now. The Hehuan Valley disciple actually used the Wanjianmen sword move?

There are many ways to explain this.

"Bah, this dirty sect actually steals other people's skills, how shameless!" Someone in the crowd said this, and there was a lot of discussion in the venue.

On the stage, the young man from Hehuan Valley had a gloomy face, and his eyes swept through the crowd. Except for those with high realms, no one dared to look at him.

Of course, Mo Yu and the two were exceptions, so the young man naturally directed his anger towards Mo Yu.

"Boy, do you dare to go on stage and fight?" the young man shouted coldly, narrowing his eyes.

"The words I just said did not come from my mouth. You have recognized the wrong person." Mo Yu ignored it lazily and turned around and walked out.

"If you dare to take another step, don't blame me for being ruthless." The young man sneered. In his eyes, Mo Yu and the two were young, and their level would definitely not be that high.

Mo Yu stopped when he heard this, and the spectators nearby dispersed with interest.

Mo Qi touched Mo Yu without leaving a trace. The snake in his sleeve had already been unsheathed. He only needed the elder brother's nod to silence the young man at any time.

Mo Yu stopped Mo Qi's movements, squinted his eyes and looked outside the street. After pausing for a few breaths, he took another step forward, and Mo Qi followed closely.

"How brave!"

The young man's face was a little startled, and then he became angry. He struck Mo Yu's back with his machete, and with a ferocious smile on his face, it was a fatal blow.

As everyone exclaimed, the scimitar came within one meter behind Mo Yu. Just when the young man thought he had succeeded, an afterimage suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and Mo Yu's figure appeared strangely on his side. Then his neck tightened and he was caught.

Mo Yu pinched his neck.

"I said, it's not me."

Mo Yu swept over the young man coldly, thrust out a ray of energy with his right hand and punched it into the opponent's abdomen, then threw it aside and left with Mo Qi.

The young man's face turned pale and he collapsed to the ground, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He got up and ran towards the sect regardless of anyone else's instructions.

The disciples of Wanjianmen picked up their swords dejectedly. Like the others, they silently remembered the appearance of Mo Yu and planned to go back and investigate.

Mo Yu led Mo Qi as he walked quickly, turning left and right. It looked like he was wandering around, but in fact he was trying to escape from being followed by others.

Although he didn't know the purpose of the other party, he could definitely feel that the coldness that was like a gangrene in the bones was definitely not a kind person. This was why Mo Yu wanted to get rid of the young man from Hehuan Valley as soon as possible.

At a corner somewhere, the two finally stopped. Mo Qi looked at Mo Yu: "Brother, have you gotten rid of me?"

Mo Yu nodded and said with unclear meaning: "I won't be chasing you for the time being. God has really treated you and my brother well. It's been a bumpy journey. I just arrived in the imperial capital and was targeted again before I could rest."

"Yeah, it would be better if I were stronger." Mo Qi tightened his fists.

"Don't be anxious, there will be a day." Mo Yu patted Mo Qi on the shoulder, looked outside and saw nothing strange, and called Mo Qi to go out.

At the same time, in a valley somewhere in the imperial capital, a handsome young man was lying on a chair, with two maids serving him carefully.

The corners of the young man's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of anger between his eyebrows, and he said to himself: "There is no way to heaven, but there is a door to hell. This time, your boy will definitely be doomed."
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