Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 264

On a night of heavy rain, the sky was covered by thick clouds, the sky and the ground were pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers.

On such a night, under the thunderstorm, there would be no pedestrians on the street at all, not to mention the wandering people who had something to do, even the watchmen would be slack.

Under such a torrential rain, it was not easy to walk. Almost everyone in the royal city closed their doors and would not move in the middle of the night.

However, during the rainstorm, some people really walked at night. A group of dozens of men in black hurried through the night of the rainstorm, heading towards the center of the royal city.

Under the gust of wind and rain, the dilapidated palace looked so bleak, streams of water flowed down along the broken bricks and tiles, dripping to the ground, sweeping away the dust on the ground.

Under the irrigation of the torrential rain, some big potholes in the mansion quickly turned into small depressions, splashing drops of mud.

In the center of the palace, a huge chasm was torn apart. The continuous torrential rain slanted down and poured into the chasm, but it couldn't even raise a single wave, nor could it fill the chasm.

Under such a torrential rain, a team of dozens of people in black rushed forward at an extremely fast speed, like a gust of wind, quickly approaching the palace.

Although there are a lot of people, they acted in unison when they rushed forward, like ghosts, walking in the rain without even touching a few raindrops.

Before arriving at the wall of the Wangfu, a group of people walked along the wall without even turning over the wall. After walking for a while, there was a section of the wall that collapsed.

Sneaking into the palace through the big gap, under a dilapidated roof in front, a soldier stood upright, his body standing straight, like a javelin, dedicated to his duty.

Under the heavy rain, the visibility was very low, and the soldiers, who were as straight as javelins, looked around and were blocked by the rain curtain, but they couldn't see anything at all.

When a pile of black clouds rushed in front of them, the soldiers realized that they wanted to shout loudly to warn, but it was too late.

A bright ray of light, shining in the dark night, fell like a crescent moon, and when it flashed away, with the flying of a head, the rain curtain in the nearby area suddenly turned into a bright red color .

The rain tonight was really heavy, and the sound of the rain was muffled, covering up the sound of the soldiers falling to the ground, and even the scarlet blood that flowed out was neutralized by the rain and dissipated.

Dozens of men in black blew past like the wind. Wherever they passed, many bright and dark whistles were killed, and the journey went very smoothly.

However, if they walked a lot at night, they would eventually encounter ghosts. When they killed the fourth person and killed a bright whistle, they were discovered by a dark whistle.

"Enemy attack!"

A loud shout, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, exploded in the sky above the palace. Even though there was a rain curtain, the transmission of the sound was greatly hindered, but it still spread for an extremely long distance.

At the moment when the sound of drinking sounded, Zhao Ji, who fell into a light sleep, suddenly woke up, his expression changed, and his figure rushed out of the room like a sharp arrow.

"Qiu Shui, quickly contact father-in-law, second uncle and eldest brother, and let them prepare for the big battle."

Before leaving, he woke up Luo Qiushui by the way, and Zhao Ji left a word.

As a martial artist, the rest will not be very deep, usually in a shallow sleep state, if there is a little trouble, you will wake up immediately.

Luo Qiushui was in a deep sleep when he was suddenly awakened by Zhao Ji, which was similar to waking up in the middle of the night. Hearing Zhao Ji's words, he knew the seriousness, his expression changed, and he hurriedly went to find Luo Chongshan, Mo Chongzhi and Luo Qingyun.

After the news was delivered by Luo Qiushui, the palace almost turned upside down. Everyone took action and quickly summoned the [-] elite soldiers in the palace.

But Zhao Ji, with a figure like a sharp arrow, galloped outwards, in a state of swooping into the sky, broke through layers of rain curtains, and ran towards the direction of the screams.

The heavy rain poured down, people's eyesight couldn't reach far, but Zhao Ji's cultivation base was placed there, with the innate cultivation base of the fourth level, plus sharp eyesight, in the dark rain curtain, he could still see far away.

When the distance was far away, Zhao Ji already saw dozens of men in black walking like ghosts in the rain, and saw the bright sharp blades shining in their hands.

"Those who dare to kill me, you seek death."

Angry like the god of thunder, he swung the whip of the god of thunder, and Zhao Ji's figure rushed forward, breaking through the layers of flowing water. The simple long sword in his hand was so dark and difficult to see, without any eye-catching light.

Combining human and sword, he rushed into the team of men in black. Zhao Ji swung his simple long sword, the light on the tip of the sword stretched and contracted unsteadily, hesitating endlessly.

With a sweep of the horizontal sword, the warriors around Zhao Ji couldn't resist a single move, and were killed immediately. Even if the heavy rain poured down, it would be difficult to wipe away the blood under the strong scarlet blood.

Zhao Ji charged forward, and dozens of men in black unleashed their tyrannical power, and the level of everyone's cultivation was clear in his eyes.

Among the men in black, apart from a limited number of innate warriors, the rest, although strong, are all acquired warriors.

Dozens of super-first-rate warriors fighting in formation is indeed a force that is not weak. Generally, warriors at the early innate stage can fight against it, but in Zhao Ji's eyes, they are weaker by several weights.

The sword in his hand, the swiftness with which he swings it, and the various moves are all at his fingertips. They are really clever, and non-acquired warriors can resist them.

Under Zhao Ji's sword, limbs and arms flew around, and blood dripped down, even Zhao Ji's body was stained a lot. At that moment, he seemed to be transformed into a demon from hell.

Dozens of super-first-class warriors, their cultivation bases are not weak, and their skills are not bad. They can often wield full power when wielding swords in their hands, and can draw mysterious trajectories one after another.

This kind of sword is definitely a sharp weapon for killing people, but under Zhao Ji's simple and simple long sword, it will break at the touch of a touch, and I don't know how many weapons are broken in two.

In fact, when it comes to the quality of weapons, the weapons in the hands of some super warriors are not much worse than the simple long sword in Zhao Ji's hands.

However, these weapons, when Zhao Ji wields the ancient and simple long sword, are often broken with one blow, which is clearly a manifestation of Zhao Ji's strong cultivation.

The tyrannical cultivation base of the innate four-level, the attention to the ancient and simple long sword, the blade is about to shine, a sharp and sharp meaning is fully displayed.

It is precisely because of the infusion of Zhao Ji's vigorous and true energy that the ancient long sword becomes as sharp as iron, and its quality seems to have been upgraded by a level out of thin air, which is extremely sharp.

After repeated killings, he turned into a demon and started killing among dozens of men in black. At the beginning, the killing went very smoothly, but after a few innate warriors took action, it became much more difficult.

(End of this chapter)