Outside, a month has passed.
When the huge flying ships of the imperial court army lined up outside the Xianmen star and began to expel non Yang people, Yang Xuan, who was in isolation, still had no sound.
Yang Jiaqiang finally took a look at Yang Xuan''s closed place behind him, took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually turned cold.
"The children of the Yang family will defend the immortal gate to the death," he shouted.
All the Yang family disciples who had gathered long ago after Bi Jingli behind him shouted in unison: "defend the immortal gate to the death."
The imperial army appeared, dense and full of stars, and began to fall towards the Xianmen star.
All kinds of light began to shine, murderous, straight into the sky.
Yang Jiaqiang issued an order: "fight!"
Boom!
The whole Xianmen star, at this moment, boils directly.
The battle began without any sign.
There was no pre war declaration, no scolding of the Lord general, or even the proper battle call.
Even, the two sides do not know who the other side''s master will be.
In the starry sky and on the Xianmen star, there were fighting voices everywhere. Blood broke through the starry sky in a short time, making the sun and moon white.
The imperial court military was surprised because it was different from what they imagined.
In fact, they were surprised by the combat effectiveness of the Xianmen star forces.
But it was just a surprise.
Although the Yang family has developed for so many years, and Yang Xuan is secretly leading it, it has already developed a huge force, which can not be underestimated.
But after all, the time is too short. Compared with the imperial court that has controlled the Terran for tens of thousands of years, it seems that it has more heart than strength.
Therefore, the brilliant battle did not last long. The form changed sharply in a very short time, and the Yang family disciples began to retreat and fall into passivity.
Yang Jiaqiang smiled bitterly. Without Yang Xuan, they were nothing.
Time, time, if he is given another millennium development, he is confident that he is not afraid of any external challenges.
The Yang family, Yang Xuan''s mother Qian and Xiaojing stay together, looking pale at the lights in the sky.
They know that every flicker means that some Yang disciples are in crisis.
"Where are you? Come on." Xiaojing stared at the sky and murmured.
Someone appeared and stabbed out from the rear of the imperial army like a sharp blade, causing great damage in a very short time.
But it''s not Yang Xuan.
Yang Jiaqiang was confused and asked loudly, "where is this person?"
The Yang family has long been decorated. When they heard the speech, they replied loudly, "it seems to be a saint. Look at their signs."
"The holy church?"
Yang Jiaqiang took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw the holy mark on the clothes of those people: "how can they help us?"
This is the question of all the Yang disciples, but anyway, with the participation of saints, the situation was finally stabilized.
At this time, the people saw that the holy church organization blooming everywhere in the Terran star domain had such a huge power. Yang Jiaqiang saw several of the emperors participating in the battle alone.
The emperor joined the battle. For a time, the imperial army could not resist. It began to retreat backward, and finally withdrew from Xianmen star and reconditioned outside the starry sky.
A man wrapped in black and wearing a mask came to Yang Jiaqiang.
"Hello, master Yang!" he saluted Yang Jiaqiang.
Yang Jiaqiang did not dare to be careless. This man was one of the first saints to participate in the battle.
"Thanks for your help," he arched.
The man laughed and said, "you''re welcome. You and I are under the command of Xuansheng. Naturally, we should watch each other and share weal and woe."
Yang Jiaqiang was confused about where to start. It was inexplicable that the Holy Church appeared. He didn''t know what attitude to get along with.
At this time, another saint with a black scarf came behind the emperor and reported: "Sir, according to reliable news, the Lord of the imperial court is likely to come."
Several people were shocked at the same time, and Yang Jiaqiang lost his voice and exclaimed, "Lord of the imperial court?"
No wonder he was so shocked, because Yang Xuan had secretly told him that the Lord of the imperial court was only the emperor, but in fact, he was a saint.
If a saint comes here, I''m afraid Xianmen star will disappear in the breath.
Obviously, the people in the Holy Church are also clear about the news, because the emperor directly said to Yang Jiaqiang: "this war is impossible. Please organize the core members of the Yang family immediately, and we will cooperate with each other to break through directly."
Yang Jiaqiang smiles bitterly and shakes his head. He can''t go. Yang Xuan is still closed. How can he leave Xianmen.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, blowing the veil of the believer behind, revealing his face below.
Yang Jiaqiang''s heart was shocked, because what appeared under the scarf was not the human face, but
If he didn''t admit his mistake, he should belong to... Black cloud clan!
For a time, Yang Jiaqiang was full of doubts.
How can there be black cloud people in the holy church?
However, he did not ask this question, but temporarily stored it in his heart and prepared to report it to Yang Xuan in the future.
Seeing that Yang Jiaqiang refused, the emperor sighed and was about to say something, but there was a sudden vibration in the sky.
People looked up, but the imperial court soldier Ma launched another attack.
The emperor said, "Lord Yang, think about it. We don''t have much time."
With that, he immediately turned to fight.
The battle broke out again. Although the Yang family could barely hold the Xianmen star with the help of the Holy Church, the news of the Lord of the imperial court was always like a big stone in the heart of Yang Jiaqiang.
He turned to look at Yang Xuan''s closed courtyard and began to pray in his heart.
Without the presence of Yang Xuan, he really didn''t know how long he could last.
When the war broke out on the side of Xianmen star, outside Xianmen star, in a dark starry sky, there was an insignificant flying ship, which was quietly suspended in the starry sky, as if watching the battle there from a distance.
In fact, there are not a few people who are watching in the dark. Many forces of the Terran are watching in the dark.
In the flying ship, a woman stood quietly in front of the porthole and looked at the light from Xianmen star across the distant starry sky.
Behind him, an old man in royal clothes bent slightly and said faintly, "Miss, you are playing with fire, and you are likely to burn yourself."
The woman smiled at the speech and said, "even if she is playing with fire, even if it may cause fire, after all, this is the only chance, isn''t it?"
The old man seemed to sigh and said slowly, "Miss, we have operated secretly for thousands of years, and the accumulated strength has been exposed this time. In case of failure, what is waiting for us will be extremely terrible consequences."
"What consequences will be more terrible than now?" the woman said faintly: "I can''t wait. If I wait another 10000 years, I don''t know if I will go crazy."
"But what if he doesn''t appreciate it?" the old man asked.
"We don''t need him to appreciate. All I have to do is create contradictions." the woman said.
After stopping, she went on, "even if it''s likely to burn yourself in the end, it''s better than now."
The old man sighed and opened his mouth. When he was about to say something, he was suddenly stunned, and then his face appeared dignified.
"Here comes the Lord of the imperial court!" he said in a deep voice.