The moment the old village chief appeared beside him, the guard general Shi Siming retreated instantly, and his speed was no less than that of the top masters above the world.

The heavy armor did not slow down his speed at all, and the black shadow entered the heavy armor layer in an instant.

The Minister of Revenue of the Ministry of Revenue and 81 people from Lijia Village looked across the air, and the air was so heavy that it almost turned into water droplets.

"Do you want to kill me?"

Shi Siming smiled.

"You are afraid you don't have that ability."

With a heavy armor ring body, Shi Siming had the confidence to wave his hand.

"kill!"

Thousands of arrows were fired at once, and in an instant, the arrows fell like rain.

The sound of sharp arrows tearing through the air is like a unique music played.

The old man Li, who was standing in the front, immediately reached out and grabbed the Minister of Revenue sitting on the negotiating table, and threw it at the rear.

The next moment, he suddenly stepped on the earth and suddenly retreated. It turned out to be faster than the arrow.

The moment when Old Man Li fell into the crowd in Lijia Village, Old Man Li Ergou, the son of Old Man Li, raised his hands with his palms, as if he was standing upright.

The sound of the wind tearing came to an abrupt end.

Under the clear blue sky, countless arrows hang in the air, like wind chimes hanging on silk.

"Kill you? I need the village chief to take action?"

Li Ergou's arms shook, as if there were invisible ripples roaring away, and the rain of arrows fell down in the sky, like a thunderstorm falling to the ground.

Shi Siming seemed to feel something, and suddenly retreated again. In an instant, he was about to climb up the city tower along the rope.

Li Ergou's arms fell down, his right hand stretched out his five fingers, and suddenly contracted above the void.

In a moment, Shi Siming suddenly stopped rising, but instead hit the city wall. He held his neck tightly with both hands, as if his big hands were pinching the throat of fate, and his whole face almost turned purple in an instant.

The whole person struggled wildly on the city wall, and the heavy armor collided with the city wall to form a unique music.

The heavy armored soldiers moved instantly, stood up with their spears, and came towards Li Ergou.

If you are subject to others, you will attack and defend.

A spear with a one-meter-long spear is filled with thirteen points of strength, carrying a thousand pounds of force, and exerting an inch of strength to the extreme.

The spear broke through the void, and Kaiyuan Imperial City became a great cause for three hundred years. How could it not be defeated by Kaiyuan soldiers?

At this moment, they burst out with terrifying power, and hundreds of people formed a formation, and the generals declined but did not disperse.

The old village chief's hat moved without wind, revealing his eyes that had experienced vicissitudes. Although the old village chief did not roam the world, he had been in the most poisonous years in the world for a long time. In seventy years, he had seen many people die and many people were born.

But he had never been as bold as he was now. He was like sweet and strong wine falling into his belly. The scorching wine boiled the liver and a heat surged from his belly.

It seems that even if there is a big world, old people can still come from it.

"I said to kill you, who can stop me?"

The old voice did not seem weak, but seemed to have three points of sword energy, the sharp blade was out of the sheath, and the cold light was cold.

The void split in an instant, and more than a hundred spears and heavy armor felt that the one-meter spear in his hand seemed to hit a city wall made of pure iron.

The spear-heavy armored soldiers had never felt this feeling. They were the first ten soldiers of Kaiyuan, and they used them to attack and open the way in desperate situations.

How could they be beaten back?

But no matter how hard they use their strength, they cannot move forward at all. Space is the most terrifying shackle in this world, and it is invisible but invisible, which makes everyone not even qualified to touch it.

The old village chief shook his palm slightly, and hundreds of heavily armored spearmen retreated several steps in a row.

A city wall turned into by a flame extends from the foot of the old village chief to the gate. Under the flames, the scorching heat seemed to wake up the sleeping people.

The heavily armored spearmen retreated, and they hurried under the city wall.

The old village chief looked at the city of Qingqiu, the towering city tower, and saw the general hanging in the air and the soldiers who were retreating. He suddenly understood the freehand style of his ancestors back then.

The old village chief raised his head.

"The words of our ancestors are indeed not bad. How dare we fall into the name of our ancestors with the will of our ancestors?"

After saying that, the old village chief lowered his head. After a hundred years, he finally understood it now.

Once the Li family comes out in a hundred years, it will shock the world and overwhelm the whole world.

"Village Chief, what should I do with this general?" Li Ergou spoke out. After all, he was just a young man in his thirties. He asked when he saw that Shi Siming was about to die completely.

The old village chief looked at Shi Siming and said, "Let it go, he wants to untie the city."

Li Ergou took back his right hand and above the city wall. Shi Siming finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his extremely hypoxia brain regained the opportunity to think.

Without Li Ergou's strength, he also fell down from the city wall and fell to the ground firmly, splashing dust all over the ground.

But Shi Siming didn't care about the pain at all. He opened his mouth, threw down the iron helmet above his head, and greedily breathed the air. It seemed that this was the real delicacy in the world, and it could make people intoxicated by the smell alone.

The old village chief walked to Shi Siming with his hands on his back and bowed his back, looking down at the embarrassed general from top to bottom.

"Surrender!"

The old village chief seemed to have made a proposal, but only Shi Siming, who was still breathing heavily, could hear the unquestionable part, as if he was pressing down on a mountain.

"Surrender to you, or the Kaiyuan Dynasty?" Shi Siming wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, sat on the ground and asked the old village chief in the dazzling sunshine.

"What do you mean?" The old village chief's voice was quiet and not messy at all, like an iceberg.

Shi Siming stood up with the ancient wall bricks on the city wall, cursing the Qinglian Sword Immortal in his heart as a demon, and asked with a smile:

"I guess, you don't know that you are descendants of the Kaiyuan royal family, right?"

The stones are broken and the sky is shocked, and everything is silent.

This statement seems to reveal the secret of heaven.

"What?" is what the old village chief thought of countless things Shi Siming might say, but he did not expect that he would hear such a sentence.

The ancestor was the Kaiyuan royal family?

This news seemed to have given the old village chief a blow.

Even the Minister of Revenue, who was protected by Lijia Village in the center, was shocked. What is this? Three hundred years ago, was it an internal strife among his own family?

"You really don't know." It seemed that you had expected the old village chief's reaction, and Shi Siming became more and more confident about what he thought.

"The Qinglian Sword Immortal was a descendant of the royal family."

This is not a deception, but a fact. An Lushan was the governor of the Western Regions. He didn't know that things were normal in the Central Plains. He was not a native of the Central Plains. He was half a person.

However, as one of the generals of the Imperial Army, Shi Siming knew that the eyes of the entire Central Plains have been concentrated in a small village recently.

The descendant of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, a legendary story that has been around for three hundred years.

He even knew that the old village chief and his group had come to Chang'an.

For this reason, Shi Siming checked some secret scripts and got shocking news.

He didn't expect to use this news.

But this news was used this time.

"Impossible." The old village chief said directly, but then his tone became a little loose.

"unless……"

Unless, the bloodline of the Li family was passed down from the ancestor Qinglian Sword Immortal Mother.

But when you think about it carefully, it seems that this is really possible.

The old village chief hesitated.

"So, to who do you want us to surrender now?"

Shi Siming smiled, with his down-and-out armor accompanied by blood and dust, but his smile was extremely bright, as if he was not a loser.
Chapter completed!