Demon One Foot High, the Dao Ten Feet High!
When Lin Bai and Fu Qingshuang appeared on the Dragon Slayer Platform.
Amid the crowd, White Crane, who had yet to make a move, silently took out a Voice Transmission Token and said calmly, "They've made their move!"
"Understood!"
A gloomy voice came from the other end of the token.
Son of Heaven Palace, outside the imperial city.
A Ning put away the Voice Transmission Token, walked over to Yin Jiuling and Chu Jiangliu, and said in a low voice, "The Dragon Slayer Platform sent word. Lin Bai and Uncle Fu Qingshuang have made their move. It's our turn now!"
At that moment, Yin Jiuling, Chu Jiangliu, and A Ning stood shoulder to shoulder, gazing at the resplendent imperial palace ahead. A cold smile brushed across their lips.
Their eyes turned toward the Dragon Martial Army beneath the imperial city. Squad after squad of neatly arrayed soldiers slowly advanced toward them!
"Who goes there? This is a restricted area of the imperial city. No trespassing!" The Dragon Martial Army immediately blocked the three of them.
The three exchanged glances, and smiles rose at the corners of their mouths in unspoken accord.
In the next moment, sword-light flashed from Chu Jiangliu and A Ning's hands. The two Dragon Martial Army soldiers before them instantly collapsed to the ground, blood spilling everywhere!
"What are you doing?"
"You dare kill members of the Dragon Martial Army? Are you looking to die?"
"Men, seize them!"
The other Dragon Martial Army soldiers immediately noticed the disturbance and drew their weapons, rushing over at full speed!
"Chu Jiangliu, what are you waiting for?" A Ning shouted anxiously.
Chu Jiangliu spun around, took a horn from his Storage Bag, puffed out his cheeks, and blew with all his