The people of the Di tribe are often nomads on horseback, and they are very knowledgeable in the art of matching horses. The horse that Zhan Yu is leading is long and healthy, and it is white without a single hair. It's worth more than ten thousand gold. When these Di tribe warriors saw it, their eyes lit up immediately, and they surrounded him.
Zhan Yu still led the horse forward indifferently, and when he had walked more than ten steps, the group of Di tribe warriors just caught up and surrounded Zhan Yu, and the leader of a Di tribe warrior was furious, He came forward and grabbed Zhan Yu's skirt, cursing: "Damn it, didn't you hear me telling you to stop?"
After speaking, he swung the whip and whipped it towards Zhan Yu's face.
But just as the sound of the horsewhip breaking through the air was heard, the warrior of the Di clan who was swinging the horsewhip felt that the world had turned upside down, and the whole human cave fell to the ground with a bang, and fainted on the spot.
This is because Zhan Yu didn't want to make a big deal, so he put his hand away, otherwise such an opponent could be caught dead with one move on the spot.
"Bastard, you dare to do it!?"
With a cry, all the warriors of the Di clan around pulled out their unique scimitars with a clang, and immediately started to do it.
Zhan Yu kept walking, and the seven or eight warriors of the Di tribe who rushed forward froze at the same moment when the blade touched their bodies, as if their acupoints had been clocked, they were motionless, allowing Zhan Yu to lead the horse and walk over...
The crowd around looked at all this in amazement, and watched Zhan Yu leading the horse past, discussing among themselves, but no one dared to take a step forward.
When Zhan Yu walked out of the circle, a warrior from the Di clan appeared in front of him again, standing in front of Zhan Yu as motionless as a mountain, holding the scabbard in one hand and the handle in the other, his eyes were like a wolf on the grassland Same, staring closely at Zhan Yu's throat.
Zhan Yu sighed, and said lightly: "Good dogs don't get in the way, get out of the way!"
The person who came was the master of the Di tribe who had been sitting on the seat of the city lieutenant and reprimanded the Chinese officer. At this moment, he remained motionless in the face of Zhan Yu's sarcasm, but said in blunt Chinese: "What a quick hand!" …you are the fastest hands I have ever met in my life, except for my father and his Anda… You are not a hero like nobody who killed you, I am Tamuto Then you can become famous all over the world just like your father."
Zhan Yu supported the bamboo hat, and said coldly: "I don't know if killing me will make me famous, but what I do know is that if you don't get out of the way, you won't be a dog blocking the way, but a dog." Dead dog!"
The eyes under Tamutuo's wolf fur cap suddenly became as sharp as a blade, and with a clang, the scimitar came out of its sheath, and at the same moment, Zhan Yu felt a saber aura coming towards him, slashing straight at his forehead, with a murderous aura Strong enough to coagulate human blood.
In an instant, Zhan Yu clearly knew that the noble master of the Di clan in front of him was a master of swordsmanship, and he also knew the origin of the other party's swordsmanship.
The number one master of the Di clan and one of the three great masters outside the territory, the "Canglang" Nalan Chengji's saber technique is famous for its fierceness and fierceness. The saber technique is straight forward and straight, but the continuous saber movement But it is as cold and continuous as the snow mountains in the northern region. Every knife is like a peak, which makes people daunting and fearful.
It's a pity that the one in front of me, although the saber technique is the direct descendant of Nalan Chengji, is obviously not ready yet, and the knives are not connected together. Divine Sword] There are too many.
Zhan Yu has been fighting against masters outside the Great Wall for a long time, so he is naturally very familiar with this set of the most popular sword skills outside the territory. At this moment, when the opponent slashes with a knife, he does not even look at it. He stretches out his right hand, wearing a pair of shining golden gloves , flicked his fingers, and hit the saber energy coming from the middle.
With a clear sound of "ding", the saber energy shattered as if it had substance, shocking the people of Li and the city guards who were watching in panic on the boat from far and near.
The body of the master of the Di clan on the opposite side shook slightly, and he took a step back, then raised his blade again, ready to attack again, but his expression suddenly changed, he let out a cry of surprise, and took a step back unsteadily , then his upper body swayed, and he took another step back, but even if he staggered back, the scimitar in his hand was gesticulating, constantly blocking all of Zhan Yu's advance routes, preventing the opponent from taking the opportunity to attack, and his combat quality is extremely high.
Zhan Yu just flicked the opponent's saber energy without even touching the opponent's body, and the fierce aura forced the opponent to retreat endlessly. The scene at this moment left everyone around stunned, as if they had seen something strange .
Only the gatekeeper who was reprimanded before had some knowledge, couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of spit, and muttered "Good work!"
The warrior of the Di tribe named Tamutuo stepped back three steps in a row, and Zhan Yu took three steps forward in a leisurely manner. At the same time, his tone was still cold, and he said slowly along with the steps: "I'll give you another chance, get out!"
When the voice fell, Zhan Yu had already taken four steps to the ground, and Ta Mutuo on the opposite side finally stood still after taking three steps back. When Zhan Yu took the fourth step, he roared again and took a step forward. , swinging the scimitar in his hand again, it seems that the trajectory is clearly a straight line, but in Zhan Yu's eyes, the opponent's blade is constantly shaking, and within a very small range, the trajectory is constantly changing. He knows that this Yidao will only stabilize at the last moment, and only then will it really not change...
Zhan Yu finally stopped in his tracks, and the knife from the opponent finally made him feel a little tricky. At the moment when the blade hit his body, Zhan Yu stretched out his right hand again, and gently squeezed it—
Zheng!
The sky-shattering buzzing sound ended in an instant, and he firmly grasped the opponent's sure-to-kill knife in his right hand, as if it was handed over by the opponent, and he grasped it so easily.
Including Tamu Tuo who drew the knife, all the people present were stunned...
What kind of strength is this to achieve such an astonishing point!
Zhan Yu raised his head, and under the bamboo hat, a pair of eagle eyes stared at his opponent leisurely, and said gently: "Say it again, what's your name?"
Tamuto's body froze instantly, like a rabbit stared at by an eagle, shivering all over, and said dully: "Tower, tower, Mumutuo..."
The opponent's incompetence instantly made Zhan Yu's murderous desire disappear. The opponent is still a fledgling eagle. Two years ago, such an opponent was enough to make him excited, but two years later Today, facing such an opponent again, it is so boring, it does not have the pleasure of expelling the Tartars at all, it is like bullying a foreign child, boring and boring!
Tamuto only felt that the astonishing murderous aura just emanating from the person in front of him disappeared suddenly, and the pressure was greatly reduced. When he was about to ask more questions, Zhan Yu shook his hand suddenly, and Tamuto felt that he was like Like tiles being thrown away, he whirled and spun several times in the air, and sat down on the ground not far away without the slightest bit of control.
Amidst the tinkling horse bells, the other party's voice came slowly, saying: "Go away, you are not worthy of my action, if you want to avenge your shame, let your father Adam come..."
Tamu Tuo was sore and frightened, but the honor of the grassland warrior made him desperately control his emotions, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"
Zhan Yu kept walking while leading the horse, but he swiftly took out a wine jug from the horse's back, raised his hand and drank half a bottle of wine, and then the voice of Lang Lang came: "By your mouth , pass on my words, tell you masters of the Di clan, Zhan Yu from the 'Twelve Flying Eagle Fort' in the northwest has arrived!"
Tamu Tuo froze for a moment, and the crowd watching all around seemed to be in a great commotion, and they booed together in an instant, and the sound shook the universe.
The son of Zhan Xiongfei, the world's biggest rebel "Eagle King", has arrived in Luodu!
And in the eyes of those Di people, they were even more inexplicably horrified.
In the eyes of the Chinese people, Zhan Yu is just the son of the "Eagle King" Zhan Xiongfei, but in the eyes of those men who wandered in the grasslands, the reputation of the "Little Eagle King" is not weaker than his father's, even worse than that of his father. His father was even more terrifying...
"Takapurgood, Takapurgood, here comes Takapurgood..."
The surrounding Di people who were still unconscious murmured like a nightmare.
The people of the Di tribe claim to be descendants of wolves, and "Takabulgude" in the language of the Di tribe means—
"Wolf-eating eagle"!
…
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The melodious bell sounded from the temple on the top of the mountain.
This is a vast temple surrounded by primitive forests. This is not any barren land. On the contrary, this is the most prosperous Zijin Mountain next to Luodu.
But because this is a royal temple, not many people usually come here, and only open to the public during royal ceremonies, which is a little more lively.
It is rumored that the son of the dragon god Ao Lie, the second emperor of the "Tianlong Dynasty", was put to death on this mountain, so since then, a thousand-year-old temple has been built on this mountain, named "Fulong Temple". temple".
The temple has been expanded by successive emperors, so it already exists like a small city. There are seven front and rear halls in the main hall alone, such as Manjusri Hall, Daxiong Hall, Infinity Hall, etc. There are thousands of monks in it, enjoying royal worship...
Looking south across the mountain is Luodu, facing north is Yunmeng Daze, facing west, across the mountain is Yijian Villa, and only facing east is the boundless primitive mountain forest.
Recently, in Luodu City, the wind and rain are precarious, and the various forces are fighting openly and secretly. Everyone knows that this day is about to turn upside down...
Today's emperor, Emperor Jingzong issued a decree to worship the Buddha with a pure heart and confess his sins. He has ignored the government for half a year. Above the court, the current "Wen Xiang" Wan Qi Duming leads six officials to lead the way.
But Wan Teng's Duming Yuan ancestor was originally a descendant of the Di clan. After he came to power, Daxing and the Di clan's easing strategy, invited the Di clan's masters to Luodu, and even conferred the Di clan's masters as officials. Now even the city defense has The Di people stepped in.
Luodu was in chaos.
And even in such a chaotic time, outside the royal temple, which is forbidden to enter, a purple-robed Taoist priest in the middle of his life walked slowly.
He looked up at the three big characters "Fulong Temple", and then looked back at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in Luodu at the foot of the mountain in the distance. The visitor shook his Taoist robe, stopped and sighed: "The world has changed a lot. How to choose? One step forward, the abyss is boundless, one step back, and there will be no redemption!"