This is the first time that the monks in Tianyong City have experienced the power of modern weapons so close. The absolute power that is separated from their own cultivation and can be controlled by relying entirely on external objects has brought great shock to the monks in Tianyong City.

Even if it is said that the three views are broken and reorganized, it is not an exaggeration.

The energy shock wave of the missile explosion spread far away. When the dust settled, a charred land appeared outside the city wall, and black smoke floated on the land, and there were still remains of unburned monsters.

As for the ferocious demon king, he was lying in the deep pit and dying, his huge eyes were filled with fear. He didn't know what the missile was, perhaps he thought it was a divine punishment that God had brought to it.

The chaos that filled the sky above Tianyong City dissipated, and the blue sky was revealed, rays of golden sunlight poured down. Although the sky was soon covered by chaos again, people who had felt the sunshine were no longer afraid of it.

"It seems that this fog has a certain range. If it reaches a certain height, it can penetrate the seemingly endless chaos." Liu Fengmian guessed.

Zhan Feng nodded, and he agreed with this speculation.

But now this is not the point, the point is to collect the last little residual blood of the demon king.

"Run!!!"

The city gate opened wide, and the monks followed the soldiers' steps and rushed out in full swing, wielding their swords to kill the remaining monsters who wanted to escape. With one sword, one morale soared.

The Demon King lies at the bottom of the pit, watching his descendants be killed by humans, his eyes are about to break, and he makes his last cry.

"No, it's going to explode!" Changji shouted sternly.

The monks were shocked when they heard this. The monster was dying and exploded. The power was no less than the terrible hurricane just now. If one is not good, the people in the city would have to bury it with him.

Just when everyone was frightened, a huge long sword lit out from under the black sky. Taiyi Dao people swooped down like lightning. With a "click", the stimulating domineering sword intent lifted up his scattered robe. Blood was thrown out like a bell, and the angry eyes of the Demon King dimmed in an instant.

With a "puff", Taiyi Dao pulled out the knife that was deeply trapped in the demon king's body, swung it roughly, throwing away the dirty blood stains, carrying it on his shoulder and walking out of the deep pit.

He was dressed in a blanket, with unruly hair, walking on the charred land, just like the peerless master in ancient martial arts novels, walking freely between heaven and earth with one sword.

Seeing him stepping on the mortal earth, the blue sky above his head, walking steadily from the darkness, all the monks along the way lowered their eyes and lowered their heads slightly to show their respect for this cultivator.

"Master!" Zhan Feng bowed deeply, his eyes full of admiration for the strong and pride.

This is his master, a swordsman who is comparable to a human-shaped missile and has little talkative words - Taiyi Dao Ren!

Looking at the proud apprentice in front of him, Taiyi Dao Ren lifted up the dry hair on his forehead, smiled casually, and put away his knife to stretch out his hand to him.

"Can there be wine?"

Zhan Feng nodded and handed over the Feitian Moutai brought from Wang Shuyue in the storage bag, "Please, Master."

Taiyidao took it, laughed, opened the bottle cap and tilted his head to drink it happily, then reluctantly put away the wine, sat cross-legged in place and adjusted his breathing to recover.

Sansheng came to the deep pit where the demon beast king was lying. After searching, he realized that the cuttlefish jade pendant was hopeless and stepped on a hard block under his feet.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately moved away his feet and squatted down to dig it out. His hands were quickly dyed black, but the shiny black jade pendant successfully returned to his hands.

The "Wuwuwu" fighter engine movement sound came from the chaos. When everyone heard the sound, they saw three silver fighter jets starting with a strong beam of light penetrated the gray fog and broke through the night. In the hazy fog, another small passenger plane flew out afterwards.

A total of four planes flew over Tianyong City, and the buzzing sound of the engine blew past everyone's heads. The huge noise was much greater than what you saw on a TV, deafening!

Just hearing the sound can bring a great sense of coercion to people's hearts.

The people in the city looked up at the fighter planes hovering outside the defense cover, and their faces were strange. Those who had children at home were already scared to tears.

I am so pitiful that the crying sound could not cover up the huge buzzing of the fighter jets, but instead made people panic.

"Then, what is that? The sound is louder than the tiger in the deep mountains, and it looks weird..."

Changji, who was under the city wall, swallowed his fear and swallowed hard. He relied on his voice to ensure that the people around him could hear it.

Bai Qingfeng looked at him with a funny look, guessing that the old guy was very scared and could not even do anything like the basic magic of divine voice transmission.

She leaned into his ear with a funny look and said loudly: "The three in front are the most advanced fighter jets of our Blue Star now. They combine the precise characteristics of automatic tracking spells. Once the target is set, they will definitely hit it."

"Its maximum speed has undergone a new round of improvements, and it is not inferior to the speed of the Nascent Soul monk. Moreover, it will not be exhausted when the spiritual energy is exhausted and it continues to fly. It is hard to say who will last longer than the Nascent Soul monk."

"Oh." I was afraid that Changji would be so scared that he was not heavy enough, Bai Qingfeng pointed to the deep pit not far away and said:

"The missile just now was launched from its belly."

Changji: "..."

He no longer knows what expressions to use to make himself less surprised.

Everyone was talking and saw the passenger plane protected by the fighter plane suddenly parked in the air. The wide propeller was rotating at a constant speed, gust of wind blew, forming a vacuum area around the passenger plane without being covered with gray fog.

As a result, the sharp-eyed monks discovered that the gray fog could actually be blown away.

At this time, the passenger plane cabin door opened, and a young pretty female disciple dressed in the white disciple uniform of Yunhe Sect appeared beside the door.

She took out something, and a spring-like light ladder popped out of the passenger plane, which was exactly on the outer wall of the city wall.

The Tianyong City Moat Array has remained open, but locally weakened defense can still be achieved.

With a wave of Liu Fengmian, the ladder successfully extended into the city-sharing formation.

The female disciple walked down the stairs. The strong wind blew her clothes and hair, but the steps under her feet were still stable, and she walked step by step to the city wall.

"Senior Brother."

"Little Junior Sister, who are those people?" Liu Fengmian looked at the fighter planes and asked with his eyes.

Wang Shuyue, who was responsible for greeting Blue Star diplomatic officials, explained softly: "It is someone from our Blue Star who comes for the evil deeds."

"I'm going to take them back to the sect now. I happened to pass by Tianyong City, so I stopped to see the situation. When I went back, I could report it to my master and let him rest assured."

When Liu Fengmian heard this, he remembered the missile that had just fallen from the sky and turned the situation around, and finally reacted.

"This shot is not cheap, right?" Liu Fengmian asked happily and sadly.

Wang Shuyue comforted and smiled, "It's okay, I've bargained."

As for the specific amount, she thought it would be better not to say it out loud to add a burden to everyone.

"Just keep Tianyong City. Now the tide of monsters has receded and the Beast King is dead. In a short period of time, we no longer have to worry about being stabbed by monsters. It can be considered a major problem."

"But..." Wang Shuyue looked at the chaos above her head, and her brows that had just slacked down frowned again. She wanted to say something to encourage her, but she felt that it was useless to say it.

He nodded to Bai Qingfeng and others, and bowed to Taiyi Dao Ren again. Wang Shuyue sighed:

"Brother, it's not easy for the guests to wait for a long time. I'll go back to the sect first. Take care of you."

Everyone nodded, watched her return to the passenger plane, and escaped into the chaos with three fighter planes.

From beginning to end, Wang Shuyue didn't have time to say something to the three provinces alone, but both of them saw that the other party was fine, which was the greatest comfort.

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On the passenger plane, the middle-aged man in a dark green military uniform looked at Wang Shuyue, who was holding a calculator and calculating, and asked in confusion:

"Everyone said that the shot just now was humanitarian aid, and it doesn't cost money, why are you still settled the score?"

It is said that this person is also an old acquaintance. Lan Xing’s external director Cao Yi and Wang Shuyue had seen him before.

Hearing his inquiry, Wang Shuyue put away the calculator and looked up at the man in front of her and smiled politely, "It's nothing, I just do it casually."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he shook his head helplessly, hopeless.

"Lieutenant General Cao, I think this girl is planning to be a middleman to make a difference." Another middle-aged man with a big belly on the plane jokingly said.

During this foreign-related activity, Lan Xing sent two generals to come, one was the external director Cao Yi, and the other was the big belly.

Although he looks like a nouveau riche, he is a great military leader of the Ministry of War - General Huo Dongfang and General Huo!

When he saw Wang Shuyue, he said to her jokingly: "I know you, I was in the special forces before. I heard that you Commander Liu and Political Commissar Yao mentioned you several times in front of me. You are a very outstanding young man."

As soon as I heard the tone of this big brother, I knew that Commander Liu and Political Commissar Yao were his younger brothers.

In addition, a young female professor from the National Research Group, named Long Mingzhu, who came from Lanxing this time, sat in front of Wang Shuyue and the other two.

Hearing Huo Dongfang's joke, she just looked back at Wang Shuyue and withdrew her gaze, focusing on studying the density and characteristics of the chaos outside. She used one hand to detect the instrument and the other hand. She had a notebook on her knees, and the plane flew all the way. She recorded the whole way.

Wang Shuyue didn't dare to bear the big pot of reselling arms. When she was about to explain, Cao Yi helped her to relieve the siege first.

"General Huo don't joke. Reselling arms is a serious crime. For Miss Wang, that little profit is not worth it to make her break the risk of challenging the law."

Huo Dongfang was just a joke. Cao Yi was serious, but he didn't know how to answer.

The atmosphere seemed a little awkward for a moment.

"Cough cough!" Wang Shuyue coughed twice, patted the back of the driver in front of her, informed him of the direction, and then said to the two bigwigs beside her:

"We have already arrived over the Qinglong Mountain Range and will soon see the Yunhe Sect's mountain protection formation."

The awkward atmosphere suddenly dissipated. As the fog in front of me gradually faded, a little light appeared from the darkness. Four planes flew into the light, and the sight in front of me lit up, the gray fog disappeared, and the towering peaks of Yunhe Sect were revealed in front of everyone.

Although there is only the light of the spirit lamp, under the illumination of the stars of the Qingyun Sect, you can still see a rough look at the appearance of the First Sword Sect in Jiuzhou.

Especially when the light beams on the plane hit the three vigorous and ancient characters of "Yunhe Sect" on the high cliff, the vast sword intent hits people's hearts.

The people on the plane seemed to have felt the powerful strength of the Yunhe Sect when it was founded and at its peak.

A beam of green light shone from the square, which was the light of spiritual power condensed by spells, guiding the plane to stop in the wide square.

The buzzing sound as if thunder rolled over slowly stopped, and the rotating propeller slowly closed down. The hatch door opened, and Wang Shuyue walked out first.

Then there were six pilots on the fighter plane, carrying their hands behind their backs and standing straight in front of the plane door.

Immediately afterwards, two ace pilots on the passenger plane, one on the left and the other on the right, were in the cabin, and after holding weapons in hand to defend, the three important personnel inside walked out of the cabin.

The elders of Yunhe Sect who had received Wang Shuyue's notice in advance surrounded the head Qing and his men to greet him.
To be continued...