When the two figures left the city and entered the sea, Wudi City experienced a brief silence, and then burst into a noise like waves. No matter whether it was the people in the city or the heroes from other places, they all rushed out of the city. Four torrents emerged, and then three of them turned around. They headed towards the East China Sea in a mighty manner. Some impetuous and skilled martial arts people didn't care about walking at a fast pace, and directly flew over the walls of the city and jumped out of the city. The spectacular scene of rabbits rising and falling is indeed rare.
With only half a cup of tea, Wudi City, which is full of hundreds of thousands of people, is deserted and deserted. Immortal skills cannot be faked.
In addition, Wang Xianzhi has been in Wudi City for more than half a hundred years. Neither the sword god Deng Tai'a nor Cao Guanzi has ever let him go out to fight in the city. Everyone knows that this old sheepskin fur man whose reputation has long since passed away is actually a Quite a domineering character, such an unattainable pinnacle battle, who would not be envious of those who choose to visit Wudi City or settle down? If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
The bustling main road, which was originally full of people, was completely gone in an instant. Even the owner of the wine stall and the waiter of the two shops ran out, leaving only His Royal Highness and his party due to their duties, so they could only stay where they were. Feel ashamed and itchy, but entering Wudi City is like walking on thin ice, not to mention that the current grand occasion was jointly created by His Royal Highness and the old sword god, and it is already in the center of the whirlpool, so I dare not go out of the city to watch a play with Daliu, in case His Royal Highness If something went wrong, the King of Beiliang would not be able to take the courageous Li Chungang as a knife, and use her to make an example of Shu Shuo. Even if Shu Shuo wants to save his life, it is an extravagant hope, and the end is destined to be worse than death.
Yang Qingfeng, with a paralyzed face, glanced sideways at Shu Shu, and then continued to look at the head of the inner city, calmly. In the center of the inner city, there is a towering attic, just like the emperor of Dongyue who said "no, no!" Dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavenly beings", and used up most of the national treasury to erect the Tongtian Pavilion. The Second Under Heaven rushed out from there that day, "falling" into the East China Sea, and made an appointment to fight Li Chungang in the dark ocean created by the blue sea tide. Yang Qingfeng's face was as usual, but in fact, his heart was as agitated as he was shy. As long as he was a martial artist, who would not be overwhelmed by Li Chungang's immortal handwriting and heroic spirit of borrowing swords all over the city? Furthermore, the grievances and grievances between the two old seniors are almost a major thread that runs through the entire rivers and lakes. Since Li Chungang left Beiliang, the gate of hell was closed and the Wu family's sword crown was defeated outside Xiangfan City, and Daxueping became the realm of sword fairy , Could it be that everything is paving the way for today's battle
Little Chongzi struggled to jump off the tall horse while Father Cheap was stunned. Probably because of his weak legs, he fell a piece of shit, got up and patted the dust, went to the wine stand to pick out a few bottles of good wine by himself, and sat down. Afterwards, he cared about drinking and having fun by himself, very old-fashioned, and finally realized his conscience, waved at the old flower picker who caught a guest as a guest, and said with a smile: "Dad, you don't need money for drinking and drinking."
How could Long Yuxuan be in the mood to drink? I'm afraid His Royal Highness and the old sword god Li Chungang will confess to being in Wudi City. He, a guest from Beiliang, is blocked in the city. Long Yuxuan didn't get off his horse, but a man with a donkey who came back to the city smelled the aroma of wine, picked a table away from naughty children, and went to rummage through the box to get a few jugs of wine, but he didn't forget to take out a few pieces of silver from his pocket Put on the table, the young sword boy sitting on the donkey sighed, jumped off the donkey's back, and stared at the group of strangers with vigilance. He was a very strange partner, a dead man with a face like snow, and the groom was a handsome Tsing-clothed man. Sister, and the aunt on the horse, the double peaks on the chest are so high, they are about to come out in rags, the heartbeat of Jiantong, who is so inexperienced, especially Shu Shu sent him a charming After looking at him, the young man's face turned red, his neck was thick, and his breathing was rough. This misnamed sword boy didn't turn his head away, and didn't dare to look at the aunt. Infant children, beautiful women, these three kinds of people are incompatible, and if they are not good enough, they may capsize in the gutter. After the young man named Sanlu by the master bowed his head, he secretly thought that the aunt was good-looking, but it was a pity that she was so young. He's a little older, and he doesn't look like a serious lady, he doesn't like it very much, and it's almost enough to feast his eyes.
Just when the young man was feeling sorry, he took a glimpse and saw a face on the carriage through the curtain, and he was stunned for a moment, the beauty was through the bead curtain.
As if Sanlu was struck by lightning, the middle-aged man who was drinking slowly saw Jiantong lost his soul, smiled casually, and followed the young man's dull gaze. It was a beautiful face that was indistinguishable between male and female. This is the only way to covet beauty, but this kid has been wronged. The little girl behind the curtain is good-looking, but compared to the girl surnamed Chen I saw in Luoshen Garden not long ago, she is still a bit worse. I have never seen Sanlu so desperate. The woman hiding behind the curtain seemed to be annoyed by Sanlu's straight eyes, frowned slightly, let go of the curtain, and never saw each other again. Sanlu slowly came back to his senses, full of self-ashamedness, the man was amused for a while, could it be that he really fell in love with him? Men don't know anything about the love between these men and women, so they can't talk about how to untie Sanlu's heart knot, just let nature take its course.
The flower picker Long Yuxuan has been thinking about the master and servant since he saw the two masters and servants. It is not surprising that someone rides a donkey, but a donkey with peach blossom branches and Wudi City is not to be underestimated. Although the new sword god Deng Tai'a Hengkong After he was born, because he liked to carry a branch of peach blossoms to wander around the martial arts world, many men and women in the Jianghu who blindly worshiped the demeanor of the sword god would take pictures of gourds and draw ladles when they had nothing to do, which caused some old-school people in the Jianghu to be very disgusted. On the street, three or four of the ten knights with swords wandered around carrying peach branches, how decent was that? Don't get bored? This is the same reason as Cao Changqing, the official in those days, sparked the wave of blue shirts. At that time, it could be said that the whole city was wearing green shirts, and they were popular all over the country. In terms of popularity, among the top ten masters, Wang Xianzhi, Deng Tai'a, and Cao Changqing were among the top three. Can throw the next seven away ten streets. Naturally, Long Yuxuan had no chance to witness the true face of the sword god Deng Tai'a, and he also knew that anyone riding a donkey and carrying peach blossoms in the Jianghu was the sword god, but this gentle man in front of him didn't look like an ordinary person, Shenhua Introverted and with a good demeanor, Long Xuanyu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He hesitated for a moment when he saw the little bug pouring wine over there. He got off his horse and carefully sat next to the child, separating the bastard from the master and servant.
On the empty main road of Emperor Wu City, His Royal Highness always walked with wine.
At the foot of the wall stood six world-renowned Martial Slaves of Emperor Wudi City. There were a total of twelve Martial Slaves, all of whom were top martial arts masters who had to be slaves for generations after losing to Wang Xianzhi. There were four swordsmen, three swordsmen, One spear master, two boxing masters, one luthier, and one chess player.
Half of Wudi City sent out Wu slaves to stand under the city wall, presumably it was not a means of hospitality, but to let His Royal Highness, who came out of Liangzhou on a white horse, retreat in the face of difficulties. There has never been a national law in Wudi City, only the city regulations established by Wang Xianzhi. Here, the words of the emperor's old son Wang Hou Gongqing are useless. No matter who you are, you have to follow the rules, unless your fist is hard enough that even the land god Wang Xianzhi will face it squarely.
Jiantong Sanlu knocked on the curtain of the carriage several times, but he couldn't see that face that was astonishing as heaven and man again, so he had to drink to strengthen his courage, and asked softly, "Master, who is that son, and his tone and courage He is old enough to dare to provoke old man Wang, now that Li Chungang has left the city, how should he get to the top of the city? Six martial slaves who are close to the first-rank realm, why don’t they just beat him into a pig’s head?”
The man who was drinking with his head down squinted his eyes, looked at the back of the young man, vaguely familiar with the atmosphere of the past, and said in a trance: "He, Ma Hu is a distant relative. According to his seniority, he should call me uncle."
Jiantong was shocked on the spot, "Master, since Sanlu knew you, you haven't mentioned much about your family background, why don't you tell me about it today?"
The man thought for a while, hung the bowl in the air, and finally smiled and said: "When I was practicing swords in a certain place, his mother, who was a distant cousin, once treated me with food, life-saving, and teaching. The kindness of the industry. Bringing you to Emperor Wu City this time is to repay that kindness."
The young man said directly: "Master, I didn't mean you. According to what you said, this kindness has gone too far. How can you repay it? In addition, you two are related. If you are stingy, I can't stand it! Let's see if I will boil water for you in the future!"
The man joked: "I don't know what you are thinking? Don't you think that brother has something to do with the girl you fell in love with at first sight, and wants to use my help to do good things? You, this is called generosity to others, otherwise you With a miserly temperament, ten sticks can't hit half a copper coin."
Jiantong was furious, and ignored the harsh words of the master, but turned his gaze to the carriage from the corner of his eyes, for fear that the girl would have a bad impression of him after hearing it.
The man said with emotion softly: "Before Wu Su left Wujiajian Tomb, I said goodbye to me in Jianshan. I promised something. Later, she entered the imperial city alone for Xu Laizi. I didn't have time to follow her, so that she fell into the root of the disease. I Guilty so far."
While speaking, the man bent down and took out a pineapple wooden box from the bookcase. With a touch of his finger, he gently pushed it away, revealing twelve small swords of different lengths but all exquisite and pocket-sized. The small swords are of different colors.
Before taking any action, the man who looked very harmless to humans and animals turned his head and smiled at the two carriages and said, "Deng Tai'a, I owe Princess Wu Su a debt during sword training, and I will pay back half of it today. I hope you don't stop me."
Long Yuxuan spit out the wine and coughed hard.
His face turned pale with fright.
"Different from the concubine's life-saving sword, Deng Tai'a has always practiced swords only for killing people, and never showed the twelve swords in the box to ordinary people. This time, he made an exception and made six swords."
The heartless little bug showed a dignified expression for the first time.
Tsing Yi clenched his Instant Spear even more, and did not let his guard down at all because of the friendly gesture of this man who called himself Deng Tai'a.
Shu shy and Yang Qingfeng looked at each other.
Murong Tonghuang raised the curtain again, widened his eyes and frowned.
The young sword boy who is closest to the sword god Deng Tai'a is full of pride and vigor.
For a moment, everyone nearby held their breath.
How many people in the world are lucky enough to witness the Peach Blossom Sword God who claims to be the most murderous in the world to kill with his sword
Twelve swords are neatly arranged in the pineapple sword case, the longest reaching the middle finger and the shortest reaching the thumb.
I saw the number one swordsman who is far more popular than the old sword god Li Chungang at the moment, smiled slightly, stretched out an index finger, flicked lightly at the hilt of the first red sword in his left hand, and said calmly: "Xuanjia. "
The little sword jumped into the air, froze slightly, and shot towards the top of the city.
Deng Tai'a stretched out his middle finger again, and tapped with both fingers, "Qingmei, bamboo horse."
The two swords jumped into the air lively and flew away again.
The last time it was three fingers.
"Spring water, morning dew, peach blossom."
The small sword box happened to be half empty.
Even Princess Jing'an was aroused with curiosity and fear by this legendary man. Following his gestures, she looked down the city wall together with Shu Shu, Yang Qingfeng and Long Yuxuan.
Only Xiao Chongzi and Qingniao kept staring at the unremarkable yellow sword box.
The people who stared at each other didn't know that the man just pointed out the sword and jumped out of the box. In almost an instant, the six small swords returned to the sky two feet above the box and slowly fell down.
After Deng Tai'a put the pineapple box on, everyone realized later that they saw the six martial slaves' skulls as if they were pierced by something, six pillars of blood gushed out, the six corpses crashed into the city wall, and finally fell limp to the ground slowly.
At this time, Deng Tai'a, who killed people with flying swords with his fingers, got up, but he didn't move the yellow box containing twelve priceless flying swords, and smiled at the little insect who shook his head slightly: "Deng Tai'a congratulates the old god Zhao for returning to the original and true." , Happy Land. I would like to ask the old master to give this box to His Royal Highness, and say that Deng Tai'a's flying sword killing skills are all in this box."
Little Chongzi sighed sadly: "You just pat your ass and leave? Are you forcing Wang Xianzhi to fight Li Chungang to death? If Li Chungang loses, how will Xu Fengnian get out of Wudi City? Will you give me the Twelve Flying Swords?" What's the point?"
Deng Tai'a picked up the peach blossom branch, led the donkey, and said with a smile: "Old Immortal, this has nothing to do with Deng Tai'a."
Xiao Chongzi rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Poverty Taoists really don't understand the current arena."
The eyeballs of the flower picker Long Yuxuan almost fell to the ground.
With no obstacles, His Royal Highness Shizi walked up to the top of the city smoothly, approached the red sandalwood sword box, sat down cross-legged, put the bowl of wine in front of his eyes, and looked towards the East China Sea.
Maybe it was the old monster of Wudi City who knew about the waves in the city and got really angry, and the sea suddenly turned upside down.
Does the old man really want to teach that all the water in the East China Sea stands
Xu Fengnian looked at the river, the waves became more and more violent, and the dangling sword curtain was like a black cloud pressing down on the city. He suddenly grinned and said, "The wind is blowing! Lao Huang, I will come to see you when I come back alive from Beimang."
On this day, apart from the fact that two generations of sword gods from the century-old Jianghu attacked Wudi City, there was another incident that caused a sensation in the world.
The young headmaster of Wudang Mountain rides a crane down the mountain.