171: C171 There Were Slums in Imperial too

C171 There Were Slums in Imperial too

Yang Qi looked at the blade in his hand.

The blade was the Eight Wastelands Disaster Blade!

What was the Eight Wastelands Disaster Blade?

Eight Trigrams in Eight Trigrams. Disaster Blade, a disaster in Eight Trigrams!

This blade was a nightmarish blade.

He slashed out.

The saber light that was eighty zhang long surged out. Space was torn apart. It was terrifying, and the power of the saber was oppressive.

Such a scene was truly too terrifying!

And most importantly, on the Eight Desolations Disaster Saber, There was also a tier of Qiuniu's Strength.

18 million plus 6 million combat strength of a tier 1 Qiuniu's Strength, 2,400 combat strength?

This was the combat strength of a Primary Ancestor?!

Just by drawing his saber for a month, he already possessed the combat strength of a Primary Ancestor?

Yang Qi was somewhat stupefied, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

For example, after doing homework for a month, he suddenly received a notice from the highest academy. Who would have thought of this?

After a long time, Yang Genius came back to his senses. He put the Eight Desolations Disaster Saber into the sheath on his back. After leaving this place, he returned to the large tent.

When General Tyrant Blade saw that Yang Qi had returned, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Yang Qi, you have returned."

"En, I'm preparing to return to the Imperial Capital."

Yang Qi said to General Tyrant Blade .

General Tyrant Blade could naturally understand Yang Qi's words. After all, the Demonic Devil in Demon Plain in Snow Domain had yet to enter the First Line City.

After exchanging a few more words with General Tyrant Blade , he left the Martial Artist Army.

Just as he was about to leave the Martial Artist army, a few Martial Artists stopped him.

The Martial Artist of the Martial Artist army could not leave as they pleased, unless there was proof.

"Stop right there, you can't..."

Before the Martial Artist could finish his words, he could no longer continue.

This was because he saw the purple-gold Qilin badge on Yang Qi's chest.

"Vice... Vice... Vice Commander!"

A few Martial Artist looked at Yang Qi in fear.

Yang Qi also noticed that after he got the Purple Gold Qilin's badge, he hung it on his chest and forgot to take it off.

"En."

He showed a gentle smile to these few Martial Artists, then took off the Purple Gold Qilin's badge and put it into his pocket.2

How could these few Martial Artists dare to block Yang Qi's path?

One had to know that Yang Qi was the deputy commander of the Martial Artist Army.

Yang Qi left the Martial Artist army.

He arrived at the First Line City.

The difference between the First Line City and the Tianbei Defense Line was that there were still residents in the city, but the First Line City was filled with Martial Artist and armies.

It could be said that this was the strongest barrier to defend the Dragon Country!

On the streets of the First Line City, First Line Citys and armies filled the streets. Yang Qi walked towards the exit of the First Line City.

Not long after that... Yang Qi left the First Line City.

The last time he came to the First Line City, he was in a private car with General Tyrant Blade . At that time, he didn't notice that the west side of the First Line City seemed to be...

Slum district?!

Yang Qi was stunned.

He did not expect that the imperial capital actually had slums as well.

It seemed like there were poor people everywhere.

When he was in Huaxia, Yang Qi was also a poor person.

Even though he had become an existence that many people could not look up to, he still felt the same way about poor people.

He did not know whether this was his original intention or not, but he knew that this was a clear conscience.

Yang Qi thought about how he had just completed the fourth stage of the Super Sky Rank Cultivation Method Drawing out Sword Millions of Times. There was nothing urgent at the moment, so he might as well take a walk in the slums.

After a while, Yang Qi started walking towards the slums.

Yang Qi arrived in the slums.

Sure enough, it was the slums. They were so run-down that it was unimaginable.

After asking around, he found out that the Imperial Capital was almost the same as Linhai Base. It was filled with people.

However, the Imperial Capital was too large after all. It made those who did not have the strength to enter the main city divide the slums. In short, it was not bad.

Being poor was better than being worried about his own life outside every day.

Yang Qi prepared to walk around here and then return to Imperial Palace.

He started walking on the streets of the slums.

Suddenly, a 15-16 year old boy flew towards him.

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