The black armor on the hundreds of cavalry in front of them was more solid and thick than the armor on those elite soldiers.
Occasionally, light flashed through the gaps in the armor's inlay, which was clearly a set of holy high-level secret treasures.
A complete set of Saint-level high-level secret treasures is much more powerful than ordinary King-level secret treasures.
One hundred cavalrymen, each in one set. This is a big deal. It is difficult to get it without 20 million black star coins. It is even difficult to do it if you have money.
The black horse sitting on it is not an ordinary spiritual bird. Judging from its characteristics, it is clearly a top-notch war horse Qima. The strength of the light horse itself can rival that of the Martial Saint.
A thousand meters away from Xiao Chen, they stopped neatly and said nothing, just looking at Xiao Chen with a stern face.
Xiao Chen searched for information about Qihuo City in his mind.
As a large border city, Qihuo City is under the jurisdiction of the Martial God Palace and has the original responsibility of guarding the Tianwu Domain. These soldiers on the eaves are all elite soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles, and are much stronger than some disciples of the ninth-grade sect.
The city lord Wang Feng has the cultivation of a quasi-emperor, and these cavalry in front of him may be the opponent's soldiers.
"Bainong Xiao Chen, the lord of Qihuo City Wang Feng, I have heard of him for a long time."
While Xiao Chen was thinking about it, a man in black stood on the tallest tower in the city and spoke to Xiao Chen.
The tower was ten thousand meters away from Xiao Chen. With his eyesight alone, he could only see a black figure and couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly.
When his spiritual consciousness came over and was affected by the momentum, he could only see a vague outline.
Wang Feng stood on the high tower and did nothing while the wind and clouds rolled behind him. Breathing in thousands of scenes, people feel a grand and majestic spirit.
Quasi-Emperor, this is Quasi-Emperor, a quasi-Emperor who can be called a man of influence anywhere in Kunlun Realm. In the next step, you can ascend the avenue and enter the realm of Emperor Wu.
The opponent set up such a big battle, but did not rush to attack. I don't know what they had in mind.
Xiao Chen remained unchanged in response to all changes, and said in a deep voice: "Haotian Sect Xiao Chen, I have met the King of City Lord."
Ten thousand meters away, on top of the tower, Wang Feng said with a smile: "To be able to be so calm in such a situation, Xiao Chen in white is quite brave."
"My king, let's not talk nonsense. I am entrusted by the Holy Lord of Baidi City to ask you to stay in this small town. Stay for one month. After one month, the sea and sky will be vast, and you will be free."
The words are very beautiful. After one month, the drought of the King Ceremony will be over, and the day lilies will be gone.
Xiao Chen said calmly: "What if I say no?"
Wang Feng had already guessed Xiao Chen's answer and chuckled: "Then my fifty thousand troops guarding the border will wipe out your bones."
His tone was flat and understated.
But after the words fell, the already bleak murderous atmosphere in the city became even colder and colder.
Above the eaves, fifty thousand pairs of eyes stared at Xiao Chen, cold murderous aura seeping in from his pores.
Most people cannot bear the drought in such a battle. Fear will spread to every part of the body, and it is enough to use half of the combat effectiveness.
Qihuo Town guards the border. As long as Xiao Chen enters the Tianwu Territory from this direction, he will be discovered immediately.
Entering the city or not, the result is actually the same.
"excuse me!"
At this point, there was nothing to say. Even with thousands of troops, he still had to make a breakthrough. He had to go to the grand ceremony of making the king.
Whoosh!
Just as the tip of the toe was just a little bit off the ground, countless air-piercing sounds came out. Black arrows flashed and screamed, flying towards Xiao Chen.
You can guess without looking that the arrow is definitely not an ordinary arrow. It can definitely be hurt. The existence of the Grandmaster-level Martial Saint and the 50,000 elite soldiers guarding the border in Qihuo City are definitely not decorations.
The arrows were like rain, covering the sky and the earth, there was no blind spot, and the harsh sound of breaking through the air was continuous. The murderous aura that was previously stored up. At this moment, there was a sudden explosion, and the world trembled.
Bang bang bang!
Infinite sword intent shot out from every part of Xiao Chen's body, and arrows were crushed into pieces in the air, unable to get close to Xiao Chen.
With his feet on the thunder dragon, his body was like lightning. Xiao Chen was flashing in the air, and the wind of swords was everywhere.
The black-armored soldiers on the eaves were jumping back and forth with agility.
Arrows, like flowing light, kept shooting out. Biting Xiao Chen tightly, as long as he relaxed a little, thousands of arrows would pierce his heart.
The hundreds of black-armored cavalry below stared at Xiao Chen's figure without saying a word, with no expression on their faces.
Farther away, Wang Feng on the tower smiled slightly and stood with his hands behind his back.
He himself would not take action against Xiao Chen, in a higher level circle. Although he couldn't come into contact with it, he had heard about it even at his level.
If these 50,000 elite soldiers, plus a hundred personal guards, are still unable to stop Xiao Chen, the Holy Lord of Baidi City must have nothing to say.
Back then, these 50,000 elite soldiers had wiped out even the group of ninth-level monsters.
Still unable to stop Xiao Chen, he could only say that the other party was so lucky that his life should not be cut off.
Xiao Chen was in a bad situation in the air. Every movement of his figure was captured by fifty thousand elite soldiers.
As a result, he was unable to move even an inch, and seemed to be flickering and invisible, coming and going without a trace.
In fact, his position was fixed in each space and he couldn't escape at all.
If this continues, sooner or later he will be eaten alive in this place.
"Bainong Xiao Chen, this is just the beginning. With my 50,000 elite soldiers, you will never be able to get out without the cultivation of a quasi-emperor."
On the high tower, Wang Feng saw all this and spoke softly, then said: "As long as you nod your head, I will stop immediately and keep you safe within one month."
"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. The Three Holy Lords' methods are gentle. After all, they were once colleagues. Going further down this road, those people are not as easy to talk to as me."
What he said is true. At least the three king families will definitely not show any mercy.
But no matter how you listen to it, it makes people feel hypocritical, and your face has been torn apart. Why are you still wearing a hypocritical face
If Emperor Haotian hadn't been standing behind him, if he hadn't been concerned about the backup plan left by Emperor Qing, how could the Three Holy Lands have been so careful.
It was originally his king's grand ceremony, but it was postponed for half a year. It was not until Xiahou's outstanding achievements accumulated to one million that he officially announced it to the world.
He made millions of military exploits for the Martial God Palace. On the Dragon Jupiter, he captured three resource stars without spending a single soldier.
The descendant of three great kings who fought in a row risked his life to destroy the corpse refining pool, but got this result.
He used tricks behind his back to make him endlessly hunted in the Chaos Realm, delayed the title of king, and used Xiahou Jue to suppress him.
Now it is even more extreme, not only letting the three kings and families come to attack him. He also openly sent people to stop him personally with elite soldiers guarding the border.
Even so, Xiao Chen accepted it and just regarded everything as a test on the road to becoming king.
But he can't stand these people, and what he does is obviously like a slap in the face. But he said with a serious face, I slapped you for your own good.
If I don't slap you, you will be beaten to death.
I slap you to give you face. Not only are you ungrateful, but you are also stubborn. You are simply rebellious and deserve to be slapped.
Wang Feng was confident, feeling that he was a quasi-emperor, and his posture had already given Xiao Chen enough face.
He continued: "Have you thought about it? Don't be shameless. My Wang's patience is also limited."
The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth curled up slightly, his body paused in the air, and he smiled.
"City Lord Wang, I really don't need you to give my face to whoever you like. If you think that you can stop me, trap me, or kill me, then I can only tell you that you are totally wrong. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen's Perfect Sword Dao began to operate quietly.
The breeze is blowing on my face, my clothes and hair are moving randomly, and the sky and the earth are everywhere. Suddenly there was a pleasant sound of clanking, as if the most wonderful sword in the world was trembling gently.
The originally invisible sword energy in the air turned into pieces of sword light, not only crushing the arrows to find their source, but also cutting off every bow string.
The sound of the bowstring breaking, combined with the beautiful chant of the knife, formed a wonderful tune.
50,000 elite soldiers cannot be passed by except the quasi-emperor, so I will pass them today for you to see!