When the two figures go out of the city into the sea, Emperor Wu City after a short period of dead silence, and then instantly burst out of the wave-like noise, whether it is the people in the city or the heroes from other places, all of them rush out of the city, if you can overlook the city, there seem to be four torrents gathered near the four gates, and then three of them turned, the mighty slaughter to the East China Sea, some of the people surnamed impatient and martial arts can not walk at a high speed, directly in the city eaves and walls, jumping out of the city, this picture of hundreds of people together rabbit up and down the spectacular scene, is indeed rare.
After all, the one-armed old man who called himself Li Chungang, not to mention anything else, has the immortal skills of one thousand and eight thousand swords, and he can't be faked.
Moreover, Wang Xianzhi has been sitting in Wudi City for more than half a century, whether it is the sword god Deng Tai'a or Cao Guanzi, he has never let him go out of the city to fight, and he knows with his ass that although his reputation has long been outdated, he is a rather domineering character.
The original bustling main road was full of people, and it was all gone in an instant, even the wine stall owner and the two shop Xiaoer ran out, leaving only His Royal Highness the Prince of the World and his party forced to stay in place, and he was ashamed to return to his heart, but entering the City of Emperor Wu, it was like walking on thin ice, not to mention that the current grand occasion was created by His Royal Highness the Prince and the old sword god, and it was already located in the center of the whirlpool, so he didn't dare to go out of the city to watch the play with the big flow, in case His Royal Highness the Prince made a mistake, the King of Beiliang was not good at taking the high-tech and bold Li Chungang to open the knife, and use her to kill the chicken and monkey, Shu is ashamed to think that one life is worth one life, it is a luxury, and the end is destined to be worse than death.
Yang Qingfeng, who was paralyzed and wooden, glanced at Shu Xi, and then continued to look at the head of the inner city, silently, there was a towering attic in the center of the inner city, just like the Tongtian Pavilion erected by the Emperor of Dongyue because of the sentence "Don't dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavens".
It was from this that the second in the world rushed out, "fell" into the East China Sea, and made an appointment with Li Chungang in the dark ocean where the blue sea was born.
Yang Qingfeng's face is as usual, in fact, his heart is agitated, he is not ashamed, as long as he is a martial artist, who is not overwhelmed by Li Chungang's immortal handwriting and heroic spirit that borrowed the sword from the city, and the grievances of the two old-timers are almost a big main line running through the entire rivers and lakes The little insect took advantage of the cheap daddy's stunned, struggled to jump off the high-headed horse, probably because of the weak foot strength, fell a dog to eat, got up and patted the dust, went to the wine stall to pick up a few bottles of good wine, sat down and drank to himself, very old-fashioned, finally found out in conscience, beckoned to the flower thief father who fished a guest, and said with a smile: "Daddy, drink and drink, don't want money." ” How could Long Yuxuan be in the mood to drink, for fear that His Royal Highness the Prince and the old sword god Li Chungang would confess in Emperor Wu City, and he, the Beiliang Keqing, would be blocked in the city, and it would not be the end of the five horses being divided into corpses or trampled into flesh.
Long Yuxuan didn't get off the horse, but a man who led a donkey who entered the city in the opposite direction smelled the aroma of wine, picked a table away from the naughty child, and also went to rummage through the cabinet and took a few pots of wine, but he didn't forget to take out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms and put them 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 carefully and vigilantly, it was a very strange partner, a dead ghost man with a face like snow, the horse groom was a delicate sister in Tsing Yi, and the aunt who was riding on a horse, the double peaks on her chest were really high, and she was going to break out of her clothes, The sword boy who saw little was in a heartbeat, especially after Shu Xi and he delivered a charming autumn wave, the young man was even more red, his neck was thick, and his breathing was chaotic, this unworthy sword boy didn't turn his head, he didn't dare to look at the aunt, the old man who drank around him often reminded that there was a taboo in walking the rivers and lakes, the old nun, the innocent child, and the glamorous woman, these three kinds of people, they can't touch, and the Tao is not enough, it is possible to capsize in the gutter, and the young man named Sanlu by the master bowed his head, and secretly thought that the aunt was good-looking, It's a pity that he's older, and he doesn't seem to be a serious lady, he doesn't like it very much, and it's almost the same to feast his eyes.
Just when the young man was sorry, he glanced at it and saw a face on the carriage through the curtain, and he was stunned for a moment, and the beauty was through the bead curtain.
Sanlu was struck by lightning, the middle-aged man who was drinking slowly saw that the sword boy was depressed, smiled freely, and looked along the young man's sluggish gaze, it was a beautiful face that was indefatigable, the kid had a good eye, to say that Sanlu was coveted for beauty, but he wronged this kid, the little woman behind the curtain was good-looking, but compared to the woman surnamed Chen who I saw in Luoshen Garden not long ago, it was still worse, and I didn't see Sanlu so soulless, the woman hiding behind the curtain seemed to be annoyed with Sanlu's straight eyes, and frowned slightly, Loosen the curtain and see each other again.
Sanlu slowly came back to his senses, full of self-shame, and saw the man laugh for a while, didn't he really like the man who didn't know anything about these men and women's love, so he couldn't talk about how to untie the knot for Sanlu, just let it be.
After the flower thief Long Yuxuan saw the master and servant, he has been hanging his thoughts, it is not strange for someone to ride a donkey, but the donkey plus the peach blossom branch and the Wudi City, it should not be underestimated, although the new sword god Deng Tai'a was born, because he likes to carry a peach blossom to travel in the martial arts, causing many men and women who blindly worship the demeanor of the sword god to go to the gourd to paint the scoop when they have nothing to do, resulting in some old-fashioned people in the rivers and lakes are very disgusted, imagine that every time the peach blossoms are in full bloom, walking on the street, three or four of the ten sword ranger women carry the peach branch around, Cheng He is not tired of the system, which is the same as the official Cao Changqing caused the wave of green shirts, at that time, it can be said that the city is full of green shirts, popular in the north and south of the river, on the popularity, among the top ten masters, Wang Xianzhi, Deng Taia, Cao Changqing, who ranks in the top three, can throw the seven behind ten streets.
Long Yuxuan naturally didn't have a chance to witness the true face of the sword god Deng Tai'a, and he also knew that there was no random person riding a donkey and carrying peach blossoms on the rivers and lakes, but the man with a gentle expression in front of him didn't look like an ordinary person, Shenhua was introverted, and his temperament was not bad, Long Xuanyu was like a great enemy, and when he saw that the little insect was pouring wine over there, he hesitated, dismounted and sat down carefully beside the child, separating the rabbit cub from the master and servant.
On the empty main road of Emperor Wu City, His Royal Highness the Prince always walked forward with wine.
Under the root of the wall, there are six famous martial slaves in the city of Wudi City, there are twelve martial slaves in total, all of them are the top masters of the rivers and lakes in the past who must be slaves for life after losing to Wang Xianzhi, four swordsmen, three swordsmen, one marksmanship master, two boxing masters, one piano master, and one chess player.
Emperor Wu City dispatched half of the martial slaves to stand under the city wall, presumably it would not be the means of hospitality, but to make His Royal Highness the Prince of Liangzhou, who had a white horse out of Liangzhou, retreat in difficulty.
Emperor Wu City has never had a national law, only the city rules set by Wang Xianzhi, here, the emperor Lao'er, the prince and the prince are useless to speak.
No matter who you are, you have to follow the rules, unless your fists are hard enough, so hard that even the land god Wang Xianzhi has to face it.
The sword boy Sanlu secretly knocked on the carriage curtain several times, but he couldn't see the shocking face again, so he had to drink and strengthen his courage, and asked softly without words: "Master, who is that son, his tone and courage are also big, dare to provoke the old man Wang, now that Li Chungang is out of the city, how can he go to the city to the six martial slaves who are close to the first-grade realm, and he must not be beaten into a pig's head casually."
The man who lowered his head and drank squinted his eyes, looked at the back of the young man, and said in a trance with a rare familiar atmosphere: "He, Ma Hu is a distant relative, according to his generation, you have to call me uncle." ” Jian Tong was shocked on the spot, "Master, Sanlu has known you since he started, and you haven't talked much about your family history, or tell me about it today."
Turn off T Ads gt The man thought for a while, hung the bowl in the air, and finally smiled: "When I was practicing swords in a certain place, his mother, that is, a distant cousin, once gave me the grace of food, the grace of saving my life, and the grace of teaching.
This trip to bring you to Emperor Wu City is to repay that kindness. ” The young man went straight and said: "Master, it's not me who said you, according to what you said, this kindness is great, why don't you repay the law and the two of you are still related to each other, if you are stingy, I can't stand it and see if I will boil water for you to cook in the future."
The man teased: "I don't know if you think about it, I don't think that the boy has something to do with the girl you fell in love with at first sight, and you want to borrow my hand to do good deeds, this is called generosity to others, otherwise with your stingy surname, you can't beat half a copper coin with ten sticks." ” The sword boy was annoyed and angry, and no longer paid attention to this mean-spoken old man, but the corner of his eye was cast on the carriage, for fear that the girl would listen to him and have a bad impression of him.
The man sighed softly: "Before Wu Su left the Wu family's sword mound, he said goodbye to me in Sword Mountain, and I promised something.
Later, she entered the imperial city alone for Xu Cripple, and I didn't have time to keep up at that time, so that she fell ill, and I feel guilty to this day. ” As he spoke, the man bent down and took out a pineapple wooden box from the bookcase, wiped his fingers, and gently pushed it away, revealing twelve small swords of different lengths but all of them were delicate and small, and the small swords were of very different colors.
Before making a move, the man who looked very harmless to humans and animals turned his head and smiled at the two carriages and said, "In Xia Deng Tai'a, I owed Princess Wu Su when I practiced the sword, and I will repay half of it in advance today."
I hope you don't stand in the way. ” Long Yuxuan spat out a mouthful of wine and coughed vigorously.
His face turned pale with fright.
"Unlike the princess's entry into the WTO to save the sword, Deng Tai'a has never practiced the sword only to kill people, nor has he shown the twelve swords in the box with the laity and mediocre, and this time he made an exception to make six swords."
The heartless little worm showed a solemn expression for the first time.
Tsing Yi clenched the gun tightly, not taking it lightly because of the friendly gesture of the man who claimed to be Deng Tai'a.
Shu Xi Yang Qingfeng looked at each other.
Emperor Murong Tong lifted the curtain again, his eyes widened, and he frowned.
The young sword boy closest to the sword god Deng Tai'a was proud and radiant.
For a moment, everyone nearby held their breath.
There are a few people in the world who are fortunate enough to see with their own eyes the self-proclaimed peach blossom sword god who is the best in the world The pineapple sword box is neatly arranged with twelve swords, the longest is no longer than the middle finger, and the shortest is the thumb.
Seeing that the current Jianghu limelight is far better than the old sword god Li Chungang, the first person in the sword dao, he smiled slightly, stretched out an index finger, and flicked it lightly towards the hilt of the first red small sword in his left hand, and said calmly: "Xuanjia." ” The small sword jumped into the air, slightly condensed, and shot towards the city.
Deng Tai'a stretched out his middle finger again and knocked his fingers together, "Qingmei, bamboo horse." ” The aura of the two swords jumped into the air and flew again.
The last time was three fingers.
"Spring water, morning dew, peach blossoms."
The small sword box was exactly half empty.
Even Princess Jing'an was aroused by the curiosity and fear of this legendary man, and with his gestures, she looked under the city wall with Shu Xi, Yang Qingfeng, and Long Yuxuan.
Only the little bug and the blue bird kept staring at the inconspicuous yellow sword case.
Unbeknownst to the crowd, the man flicked the sword and jumped out of the box, and almost instantly, the six small swords had returned to the two feet above the sword box and slowly fell.
It wasn't until Deng Tai'a covered the pineapple wooden box that everyone realized that they saw that the six martial slaves seemed to have been pierced through the skulls by an object, bursting out of six pillars of blood, and the six corpses crashed into the city wall, and finally slowly collapsed to the ground.
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At this time, Deng Tai'a, who was killing people with a flying sword, got up, but did not move the yellow box containing twelve priceless flying swords, and smiled at the little insect that shook his head lightly and said: "Deng Tai'a congratulates Old Immortal Zhao on returning to his roots and getting away with the land."
Trouble the Heavenly Master to hand over this box to His Royal Highness the Prince, and say that Deng Tai'a's flying sword killing technique is all in this box. ” The little insect sighed with a sad face: "You just patted your ass and left, you are forcing Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang to fight to the death, if Li Chungang loses, how can Xu Fengnian get out of Emperor Wu City, what is the point of you sending twelve flying swords?"
Deng Tai'a picked up the peach blossom branch, led the donkey, and said with a smile: "Old fairy, this has nothing to do with Deng Tai'a." ” The little insect said helplessly: "The current rivers and lakes, the poor road is really incomprehensible. ” Flower thief Long Yuxuan's eyes almost fell to the ground.
Without any obstacles, His Royal Highness the Prince walked smoothly to the city, approached the red sandalwood sword box, sat down cross-legged, put the bowl of wine in front of him, and looked at the East China Sea.
Perhaps the old monster of Emperor Nawu City knew about the turmoil in the city, and he was really angry, and the sea was suddenly disturbed and overturned.
The old man really wants to teach that the waters of the East China Sea are all standing Xu Fengnian looked at the river, the waves were getting more and more intense, and the drooping sword curtain was like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and suddenly grinned: "The wind is pulling Lao Huang, and when I come back alive from Beimang, I will come to see you again." ” This time, in addition to the two generations of sword gods in the Martial Emperor City for a hundred years, there is another thing that has caused a sensation in the world.
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