Chapter 1,289: The Decisive Battle Is Imminent

The sky gradually brightened, but the capital was still shrouded in a cloud.

Jing Haiqing had just woken up, and looking at the broken jade pendant in her hand, her beautiful eyes were instantly dull.

"Sister...!"

With tears sliding down her cheeks, Jing Haiqing quickly put on her clothes and broke through the door and flew away.

Her figure shuttled through the imperial city, and after a few flashes, she swept into Dongfang Ke'er's bedroom with a gust of angry wind.

"Lord God, my sister!"

Because she felt the death of Jing Haichuan, she was so grief-stricken that Jing Haiqing, who was already irritable, forgot the difference between the monarch and the minister, and rushed in directly.

Looking at Dongfang Ke'er who was sitting in a daze in front of the bronze mirror, she glanced at Chen Shiyan who had lost her vitality. Jing Haiqing quickly closed her eyes with a blushing face and shouted: "Lord God, my sister is dead!"

"Yeah."

Dongfang Ke'er stared at herself in the bronze mirror and responded coldly.

Seeing this, Jing Haiqing looked up in shock, choking with tears and saying: "Sister, she is really dead..."

Bang!

Dongfang Ke'er suddenly slammed the table and stood up, staring at the stunned Jing Haiqing: "Did I say that you are not allowed to leave the imperial city without permission? She didn't obey my orders. Who can blame her for this end!"

In fact, Dongfang Ke'er knew about Jing Haichuan's death a long time ago, because she set two soul marks in their bodies without the knowledge of the Jing sisters.

Although the Jing sisters were loyal to her, her master once taught her not to trust anyone in the world easily.

So, when Jing Haichuan died in Zhengzhou last night, she knew it immediately.

Looking at Jing Haiqing crying with her head down, Dongfang Keer's cold eyes condensed slightly: "Now I only have you and Xing Tian by my side. Xiao Huan is an outsider and cannot be trusted at all, so promise me that you will not act on your own again, understand?"

"Yes..."

Jing Haiqing closed her eyes with tears in her eyes, and her little face with tears in her eyes showed a ferocious anger.

...

Inside the cave of Chenyao Sword Sect.

Including the people from Tang Sect and Yang Sect, there are 70,000 to 80,000 people gathered here. Fortunately, Bai Chen prepared enough rice and grain with the Sky-Splitting Formation, which can ensure everyone's survival.

Inside the stone wall.

Everyone is practicing quietly. Whether they have participated in the Soul-Splitting Training or not, everyone can't wait to have the final battle with Wanchao Pavilion.

Suddenly, a dark hole was torn open in a space, and a man in black robe walked out of it, which immediately interrupted everyone's practice.

"Master, you are finally back!"

Jing Yuan's face lit up. Seeing that Bai Chen was safe and sound, he, like everyone else, first breathed a sigh of relief.

When his feet touched the ground, Bai Chen shook his arms a few times, obviously a little weak.

He had been flying these days, and his arms were sore from flying.

Scanning his eyes at everyone, Bai Chen smiled faintly: "Didn't you see Junran? Has she gone to practice?"

"Well, today is the third day. Calculating the time, she should be coming out soon."

Jing Yuan explained patiently.

Hmm...?

If it were normal times, it should be the scholar who reported to him.

Looking around, Bai Chen frowned: "Where is the scholar? Where is he?"

"The scholar went to accompany Miss Chu." Jing Yuan smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Accompany Junran? Didn't Junran go to Xumi Alien World?"

"Haha! Boss, it's Chu Yehong!" Fatty Guo laughed out loud.

Hearing this, Bai Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.

This scholar is really good. In this crisis, he not only managed so many people in the sect in an orderly manner, but also chased the goddess he believed in.

Bai Chen saw through Chu Yehong at a glance.

That cold woman, like Chu Junran, was very cold and arrogant.

If she didn't have any special feelings for the scholar, she would never go out alone with him.

"Fatty, go find the scholar and tell him to prepare for action."

Bai Chen's words made everyone's eyes light up.

After the scholar and Chu Yehong came back, Bai Chen took out the drawings and made several plans.

Chen Yao Sword Sect is currently full of masters. Together with the five people from the Hero Guild and the masters from the Tang Sect and the Yang Sect, they are divided into 36 elite forces by Bai Chen.

According to Bai Chen's observation, the combat power of the royal family of Xiuyun Empire is generally not very good. As long as these 36 elite troops are on the border, they will definitely sweep away the royal power, so that the people of the entire empire will no longer have to pay taxes and gain freedom.

To put it bluntly, he just wants to overthrow Dongfang Ke'er's dynasty and establish a new one.

As for the emperor, Bai Chen had already thought about it, so let the Tang Sect arrange someone to be the emperor.

Anyway, the rise and fall of an empire mainly depends on the strength of the sect, and the royal family is just a decoration.

"Brother Bai, leave Jing Haiqing to me, I can handle it!" Lin Mengyao vowed.

Hearing this, Bai Chen nodded: "Okay, let Tang Qin accompany you to ensure your safety."

"What about Xiao Huan?" The scholar frowned deeply.

You know, Xiao Huan is also at the peak of the Heavenly Dao.

But at present, in the Chenyao Sword Sect, except Lin Mengyao, no one else can fight with such a strong man.

At this time, Ling Can, with his arms around his chest, suddenly said: "Why don't you let me deal with it."

"I'll help you!" Yang Qiuyu patted Ling Can's shoulder.

Seeing the two's resolute looks, Bai Chen shook his head: "No, let alone the two of you, even if you add Shusheng and Chu Yehong, you are no match for Xiao Huan."

"So, leave Xiao Huan to me." Wu Xin, who was standing aside, showed a hint of disdain in his fish eyes.

Wu Xin was 100% sure that he could defeat Xiao Huan.

However, Bai Chen still declined: "You should be responsible for recovering the Western Frontier. I have already decided on the person to deal with Xiao Huan."

"Who?"

Everyone looked around curiously. Who else here, except him, Chu Junran, Lin Mengyao and Wu Xin, could deal with Xiao Huan, who was at the peak of the seventh level?

Facing everyone's curious gazes, Bai Chen's calm eyes showed a faint smile: "The person who should deal with Xiao Huan is - Old Xia!"

"Fuck?!" Xia Daotian's eyes bulged: "Boss, we have an agreement. I haven't offended you on weekdays. Even if it's a personal vendetta, you can't play it like this."

"Who is taking personal vendettas against you? Do we have a grudge?" Bai Chen was a little speechless.

"Then why are you asking me to die?"

Xia Daotian's old face was about to cry. He was only in the five-star initial spirit realm. Let him fight against the peak of the heavenly realm?

Ignoring Old Xia's miserable face, Bai Chen smiled faintly: "Xiao Huan knows the relationship between you and me, so it will never dare to hurt you, believe me."