Wentian Sword and Huangquan Sword have not yet arrived in Zhongzhou, and Zhongzhou has been completely chaotic Ji Chengzhi, the 339th generation grandson of the Heavenly Martial Saint, said in Zhongzhou City: The descendants of the Huangquan Sword Saint dare to fight with me As soon as this sentence came out, it was immediately shocked In an instant, hundreds of descendants of the Huangquan Sword Saint appeared, scrambling and crying and shouting to compete with the 339th generation great-grandson of the Wentian Martial Saint And hundreds of people stood up and scolded: Ji Chengzhi, you are the oldest, I am the descendant of the Heavenly Martial Saint, and there is an ancestral tablet here as proof So many descendants of the Heavenly Martial Saint fought first, fighting for a righteous name first, and hundreds of grandsons of the Huangquan Sword Saint also fought against each other, fighting happily in all directions, and the people from the rivers and lakes who rushed to Zhongzhou City were like carp crossing the river, like the sand of the Ganges, endless, endless.
There are also many people who start fires on the road.
The closer this situation is to Zhongzhou, the more intense it becomes, as long as it is met on the road, the three sentences do not agree, knowing that the other party is also going to snatch the Wentian Sword and the Huangquan Knife, he immediately turns his eyes on each other, the sword is unsheathed, and he kills a lot, first solve a few competitors and then talk about this lively situation, which reminds Chu Yang of two words: catch the market That's right, it's a rush to the market, and it's the kind of rush that the super big set buys this time and will not have the next chance to buy something in this life.
Chu Yang and Gu Duxing came over like this way, "Oh yes" "Ahhh "Holy Damn Me" "There are so many people" "Ahhh Along the way, the two of them almost walked over with a stunned face and a jaw-dropping emotion, almost cramping.
When they arrived outside Zhongzhou City, the eyes of the two almost widened out of their sockets I saw a large crowd of people outside the gate of Zhongzhou City, sabers with knives, cross-swords, and some holding axes, holding three-strand forks, holding sledgehammers, dancing Emei stabbing nature, and some empty-handed.
Outside the north gate, there are thousands of people, and there are people in the distance, or a group of three, or a team of five, who are rushing to the moon like meteors.
"Open the door, open the gates," someone shouted hoarsely, furious: "Why don't you let us in" "It's just" thousands of people clamored together: "Why don't you let us in" "Do you want to monopolize the Heavenly Sword and the Huangquan Sword?"
"Just annoy Lao Tzu, so he rebels" The emotions of the people in the city became more and more intense.
In the midst of the noise, a thunderclap-like roar: "If you don't open the city gate again, Lao Tzu will level this Zhongzhou City" With the shout, a figure flew up, jumped seven or eight feet, almost level with the city head, and exhaled in mid-air: "Your grandmother quickly open the city gate" Before he finished a sentence, he fell.
Poof, it fell to the ground.
Suddenly, there was laughter outside the city gate, and hundreds of people shouted together: "If you don't open the city gate again, you will be able to level this Zhongzhou City" Chu Yang looked at it with cramps all over his body.
At this moment, the six tower-like men on the periphery of the crowd suddenly turned around and walked towards the two of them with neat steps, and suddenly they had already arrived: "You two, what are you doing, but you are also here to snatch the Heaven and Earth Sword Land."
"No, no, the two of us are scholars," Chu Yang hurriedly smiled.
"Hmph, there are no good things for readers" The six men glared at him angrily: "Be honest" "Yes, yes, yes."
Chu Yang nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
Six big men are gone.
After a while, another group of inquiries came, and after seven or eight waves of inquiries, suddenly there was a commotion in front of them, and a ping-pong fight broke out.
"Bastards, if you allow you to come, you won't allow us to come," someone was sad and angry.
"It's just that you don't want to know each other and hurry away, if you still want to ask the Heavenly Sword and the Huangquan Knife, Lao Tzu will kill you" An arrogant voice.
"What's the matter, ask the heavenly sword is your drop" Someone next to him couldn't look at it and listen to it.
"Why don't you accept it, your skin is itchy" "Beat you brother-in-law" "Teach Him a Lesson" Suddenly, the fight from three or five people expanded to a fight with dozens of people.
And then "I fuck who beat Lao Tzu" "Damn, who sent the secret weapon to stand up" Someone was angry and suffered from the pond fish: "The bastard hit Lao Tzu's cock, ouch hey Lao Tzu is dead, damn" "Up" "Up" "The Huangquan knife is Lao Tzu's" "The Heavenly Sword is Grandpa's" One hundred and ten men scuffled.
Screaming and scolding, roaring, screaming, the sound of strong wind breaking through the air, the sound of fluttering clothes, the sound of scolding mothers, scolding ancestors, and some people shouted: "I am the 338th generation grandson of Huangquan Sword Saint Xia Huangquan, Xia Bian, exiled me in" As soon as this guy shouted, he was rushed up by dozens of people and beaten into a dead dog: "Fuck you, grandma, let you go down, let you go down, you are Xia Huangquan's grandson, you are my grandson, you are still three hundred and thirty-eight generations, I think you are a three-eight" For a while, there were laughter, scolding, punching and kicking on the side of the North City Gate, some people laughing, some people crying, some people screaming loudly, and some people howling for a while And this is just a north city gate, and the other three city gates are also in a mess, even more chaotic than this side "woo" loud horn sound sounded from the city, and then, someone shouted: "Everyone, listen to me" The men and lakes under the city wall slowly stopped one after another.
At the head of the city, an old man of forty or fifty years old was dressed in brocade clothes, standing proudly with his hands in his hands, his clothes fluttering, as if he wanted to return by the wind, with a master's demeanor.
"Everyone's matter about the Heavenly Sword and the Huangquan Sword, after the Fifth Xiangye's detailed investigation, the following conclusions have been reached" The old man in brocade glanced at it, and saw that everyone below was looking up at him, and couldn't help but show a smile: "Eight thousand years ago, there was no Heavenly Martial Saint at all, and there was no Huangquan Sword Saint."
"In other words, this matter is purely a conspiracy, pure fiction, pure conspiracy of King Chu Yan," the old man in brocade shouted.
"Fuck your fart" Before he finished speaking, hundreds of people below shouted and scolded at the same time: "Fuck your grandma, what kind of fart plot you put out old bastard, your whole family is pubic hair" "You say no, you don't have it, you're old."
"Bastard, fifth, say no, no, no, no, isn't it, this old bastard came back eight thousand years ago," someone shouted.
"After a detailed investigation by Lao Tzu, I can prove that eight thousand years ago, the Huangquan Sword Saint did exist in the Tianwu Saint, and there was indeed a person" Someone shouted: "This matter is undoubted" "This matter is too simple, the fifth gentle wants to swallow the Heavenly Sword and the Huangquan Sword alone, wow, the fifth gentle, do you treat all the heroes of the world as fools" Chu Yang squatted in the crowd, pinched his nose and roared.
This voice is even more powerful The people below were already extremely emotional, like a bag of explosives brewing, Chu Yang's throat was completely ignited, and it exploded "Fuck you, fifth, open the gates softly" "The vile and shameless fifth soft, the dirty fifth soft" "Bastard Fifth Gentle, you, a cuckold for generations, came out of nowhere, and you still want to swallow the Heavenly Sword and the Huangquan Knife alone."
"Rush, kill" "Rush in, ahh "Rush in, the Heavenly Sword is inside" "Yes, the Heavenly Sword and the Huangquan Sword must be in Zhongzhou City now, otherwise, why didn't the Fifth Gentle not let us in" Chu Yang pinched his nose and roared angrily: "Perhaps, now the Heavenly Asking Sword and the Huangquan Sword have fallen into the hands of the Fifth Gentle, and the Fifth Gentle won't let us in because he is cracking the Martial Saint Mark" This sentence suddenly made everyone wake up like a dream "Yes, it must be" "The fifth bastard, I will grass your ancestor," Chu Yuzuo scolded loudly.
"The fifth bastard, I fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations" Thousands of people responded to the scolding at the same time, and everyone felt that this sentence really spoke to their hearts, and the scolding was "rushed in" "Break the city gate, smash the city gate," Gu Duxing pinched his nose and shouted in the back; The coffin's face was flushed with excitement.
"Yes, smash the gates," thousands of people rushed forward.
"Whoa" On the "quiet" city wall, the old man's voice changed tone: "Who dares to disobey the order, punish the whole family for treason, and exterminate the nine clans" "Nine clans, your grandmother Lao Tzu is mixed in the rivers and lakes, just a single person, the fifth gentle, if you have the ability to destroy Lao Tzu's nine clans, go as you like" "It's said that Lao Tzu is also a single, and the whole family will copy you and your mother's head" These Jianghu men, to be honest, there are really not many people with families, and they are all outlaws, where do they care about exterminating the nine clans "You dare to threaten us, the fifth gentleness of this bastard" King Chu Yan shouted in the crowd with his head exposed: "Could it be that we are charlatans, can we be scared by this dog official?"
Suddenly, the mood of the masses became more intense.
Forty or fifty people had already rushed to the city wall, swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks at the same time to the city gate, and they beckoned to the city gate.
On the city wall, the soldiers unsheathed their swords and wound their arrows, but the commander hesitated and did not dare to give this order.
He knew that if an arrow was fired, I was afraid that today's civil uprising would be ironclad and uncontrollable.
But even if you don't release the arrows, as long as you don't open the city gate, since the temper of these men is surging, it can't be suppressed.
To be continued: