In the northwest, Murong Long was a legend. He was also the only one who had a chance of advancing to the Real Martial Realm in recent years.
Although Murong Long had not fought for decades and the other martial artists of the Murong clan had not joined the Great Snow Mountain, his prestige alone was enough to support the entire Murong clan.
Therefore, when Murong Long came out of his seclusion, the expressions of the people who were still fighting suddenly became serious. The momentum of the Murong clan suddenly rose, while the faces of Baili Changkong and the others showed a dignified expression.
Looking at the blood of the Murong clan flowing like a river, Murong Long's expression did not change. He just said lightly, "We are born of the same root, why are you so anxious to kill each other?
You and I are both martial artists of the northwest. In the future, when I advance to the Real Martial Realm, the strength of the northwest will also be strengthened. Are you so impatient to destroy my Murong clan? "
Baili Changkong said lightly, "Senior Murong, there are some things you should understand. Right now, the northwest cannot tolerate two existences of the Real Martial Realm. If the Murong clan wants to rise, they will definitely annex us. We do not want to be annexed, so we can only fight back."
Murong Long shook his head and said, "The northwest is already in a state of disunity. Shouldn't there be someone who can control the overall situation?
This person from the Great Snow Mountain cannot do it. My Murong clan wants to do it, but you won't allow it. Do you know that in the future, you will be the sinners of the entire northwest! "
Murong Long's last sentence was as loud as thunder, causing the sky to change color. The power that shot up to the sky shocked everyone present. They even suspected that Murong Long was about to step into the realm of Earth Immortals!
Only Su Xin sneered secretly. Sometimes, confidence was really a very interesting thing.
In fact, Murong Long was still far from the half step to the Real Martial Realm. He had only taken an ordinary flood dragon Inner Elixir. Moreover, it did not have the power of the Real Martial Realm, but only the power of the Yang God Realm.
In all fairness, the flood dragon Inner Elixir of the Yang God Realm was helpful to Murong Long, but it definitely could not cause a quantitative change. At best, it could only make his strength more profound.
On the contrary, the Dragon Essence Qi that Su Xin inserted into the True Dragon Inner Elixir was of greater help to Murong Longqi.
The Murong clan's Spell of Heavenly Dragon Transforming Rain was originally created from the Qi of Winged Dragon. It belonged to the Way of the Emperor, and its might was vast and incomparably magnificent.
Although what Su Xin had inserted into the Inner Elixir was only a few clumps of True Dragon's aura, it was still a great help to Murong Longqi's cultivation. In fact, it had even improved his attainment in the Heavenly Dragon Rainmaking Technique.
Of course, this also gave Murong Longqi some confidence, so he never doubted the authenticity of this True Dragon Inner Core.
It was precisely because of this mentality that Murong Long was very strong at the moment. Although he did not have the strength of a half-step True Martial Realm martial artist, he clearly had the imposing manner of a half-step True Martial Realm martial artist.
Just now, with the majesty of his shout, if not for those who did not know the inside story, they would have thought that he had already reached the half-step True Martial Realm and was about to advance to the True Martial Realm.
Although Baili Changkong and the others were also shocked by Murong Longqi, after all, they had already come to this point, and there was no longer a chance to turn back. Therefore, those people gritted their teeth and directly attacked Murong Longqi.
Murong Longqi sneered and pointed his finger like a sword. In an instant, the Heavenly Dragon roared, and the Murong clan's Heavenly Dragon Transforming Rain Spell was displayed to the extreme.
Both sides began to fight again. This time, with an expert like Murong Longqi, both sides were evenly matched. Moreover, as the Murong clan's imposing manner soared, Murong Longqi even went all out to kill a Yang God expert. The people of the Northwest Alliance were actually forced to retreat by the Murong clan and a small number of people from the Murong clan.
Seeing this scene, Su Xin shook his head. Although the people of the Northwest Alliance were not weak, and the strength of a single tribe was enough, when they joined forces, they were a motley crew.
The scale of the battle between the two sides was actually enough to rank in the top three in Jianghu in recent years.
The first time was naturally at the Heavenly Banquet in Shengjing City. The battle between the Earth Immortals on the Heaven List was said to be miraculous, and it was a battle that could be recorded in the annals of history.
As for the second time, it was when Su Xin led a group of experts from the Zhou Kingdom to kill Qingcheng Sword School. In that battle, there were more than ten warriors in the Yang God Realm, and among them was the Real Martial Realm's' Primordial Dou Tianzun ', Zhao Wunian.
The internal strife between the Northwest Alliance was enough to rank in the top three. Coincidentally, Su Xin had also participated in these three battles. Therefore, the more he thought about the alliance of the Northwest Alliance, the more useless it seemed to him.
In the past, when the Zhou Kingdom killed Qingcheng Sword School, the Celestial Court and the Hades had participated, but Su Xin was in control of the overall situation, and the experts of the military came forward to coordinate. Whether it was the overall situation or the details, there were specialized people in charge. Everything was in order, and they directly killed Qingcheng Sword School with overwhelming strength.
The strength of the Northwest Alliance was clearly several times stronger than that of the Murong clan, but they still fought so hard, and even seemed to be on the verge of collapse. Su Xin did not know what to say. They were simply useless.
But this was just right, and it was time for Su Xin and the others to appear.
Once a battle began to reach a situation where even the warriors in the Yang God Realm began to die, it was bound to become a battle of bloodthirst and annihilation, just like Su Xin and Qingcheng Sword School.
At present, the Murong clan and the northwestern tribes were in the same situation, but because these northwestern tribes were relatively useless, they had actually been beaten to such a state even though they had the advantage in strength, so only Su Xin could make a move to "help" them.
Just as Murong Long was about to finish off all the opponents in one go, a blood-red sword light suddenly fell, its power tearing the void. The sword light seemed to contain a monstrous sea of blood, endless darkness, killing, and nirvanic aura flowed in it, its power extremely terrifying.
Murong Longqi's expression immediately changed. He spun the Heavenly Dragon Sword in his hand and sword Qi surged, turning into a dragon's roar. However, it still did not manage to tear the terrifying sword light apart. Instead, he was forced to retreat over a hundred feet.
"Who are you?"
Murong Long looked at Su Xin with a gaze full of fear.
He was sure that this person was not a warrior from the Northwest Alliance, but his own strength was shockingly strong, and even now, even he was shocked.
Murong Long had not come out of seclusion for dozens of years, and even the ordinary matters of the Murong clan had been handled by Murong Zongzheng and Murong Ting.
Therefore, in the past few decades, he did not know any of the experts in the martial world, not to mention Su Xin, he did not even know Zhong Liyan.
After that, Murong Zongzheng hurriedly gave him the Real Dragon Inner Core, and he immediately went to cultivate without caring about anything else. Therefore, when he saw Su Xin appear, Murong Long was also a little afraid and confused.
Now was not the time to talk, so Murong Zongzheng hurriedly briefly told Murong Long about Su Xin's identity, which made him look at Su Xin with even more fear.
This time, the matter was the internal war of the northwestern tribes, and it was their own matter. The Murong clan was confident that they could stop the other northwestern tribes, but they did not have the confidence to stop the other forces.
Originally, according to their expectations, there should not be any external forces involved in this matter, but no one expected that someone from the imperial court would jump in.
Murong Long said in a deep voice, "Lord Su, this matter is the internal affairs of the northwestern path, and there is no need for the imperial court to intervene. Therefore, Lord Su, please step back. In the future, when the Murong clan controls the northwestern path, we will definitely thank you, Lord Su."
Su Xin put on a fake smile and said, "The northwest isn't just the territory of your northwestern tribes, it's also my, Su Xin's, fief. You guys are fighting in my fief, shouldn't I do something about it?
Moreover, if both sides do not agree with me taking action, then I, Su Xin, will immediately turn around and leave, but I am afraid that someone will beg me to take action. "
Without waiting for Murong Long to speak, Su Xin turned around and said, "Brother Baili, do you also not want me to intervene in the affairs of your northwestern path?"
At this time, Baili Changkong and the others were extremely miserable. Although they had the advantage in numbers, their morale was low, and they all had their own thoughts. Especially after a few warriors in the Yang God Realm died, the others hesitated when they took action. They prioritized saving their lives and killing the enemy as a supplement.
On the other hand, as soon as Murong Long appeared, the Murong clan and the other tribes attached to them were unafraid of death. They directly beat them until they retreated step by step, unable to fight back.
At this time, when Su Xin appeared, although Baili Changkong and the others subconsciously felt that something was wrong, they still said, "Lord Su, the Murong clan is ambitious. If Murong Long is promoted to the Zhen Wu Realm, at that time, not only will our tribes die, even your power in the northwestern path will be suppressed!"
Although Su Xin was a member of the imperial court, the imperial court would not send a large number of forces to attack the northwestern path unless the imperial court wanted to completely break with the northwestern path. In the end, Su Xin had to rely on his own strength to speak.
Zhang Zhongye, with his strength in the Divine Transformation Realm, could not even leave Flying Dragon City. Naturally, Su Xin could not compare to Zhang Zhongye. In fact, with Su Xin's current strength, he had the right to speak in the northwestern path. However, when Murong Long was promoted to the Zhen Wu Realm, Su Xin would not even have the right to speak. After all, the Zhen Wu Realm against the Yang God Realm was an absolute suppression in terms of strength.
A smile appeared on the corner of Su Xin's mouth as he said, "Brother Baili, let's not talk about anything else first. I am a member of the imperial court. If I can't stay in the northwestern path, I can go to another path. However, you can't. If you want me to take action, you have to pay a price."
"What do you want?"
Baili Changkong and the others gritted their teeth as they looked at Su Xin. They knew that Su Xin was still the kind of person who would not do anything without benefits. At this time, he still wanted to talk about conditions with them and the others.
Su Xin said in a deep voice, "What I want is very simple. I will help you, but you also have to join the Northwest Army and become a member of the Northwest Jiedu Office. From now on, the Northwest Path will be the imperial court's Northwest Path. It will be the Northwest Path of me, Su Xin!"
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