There was silence in the square in front of the jade corridor.
Lu Ze, who was as dignified as a noble prince in his gorgeous clothes, undoubtedly became the protagonist here. Countless people's eyes were focused on him. Lu Ze looked at the four words written on the plaque at the gate of Guniu Dagang and chuckled softly. : "To reach the pinnacle? It's such an energetic word."
On the black stone tablet about four to five feet long next to the Yimen, various achievements of the Xuanyuan family in Huishan since the founding of the family are engraved in small seal scripts.
[In view of the general environment,
All the people who came to visit were required to pick up their swords in front of this simple stone tablet to show respect for the owner of the place. As long as they followed the rules of Huishan, the Xuanyuan family would naturally be regarded as a guest.
This is the inexplicable heritage of the Xuanyuan family, who is the leader in the world of Jianzhou.
And desperate desperadoes like Yuan Tingshan are very happy to join Huishan as a hawk and dog thug, doing some shady things, such as sending a cauldron up the mountain for the ancestor of Xuanyuan Dapan, in exchange for Huishan. of asylum.
By analogy, the Xuanyuan family in Huishan has become more and more famous in recent years.
But at this moment, in front of the stone tablet in front of Guniu Dagang Gate, there are all kinds of bloody objects that look like broken walls.
Countless people on the mountain looked in horror at the blood-stained, demon-like talisman red armor, especially the burly and ferocious talisman in the middle, which held the big sword named Juque in its hand and turned into a death sickle. , ruthlessly and indifferently harvesting the souls of the enemies standing in front of them.
No one could have imagined that these five unfamiliar talismans would break into Guniu Dagong in such a crushing and almost brutal and unreasonable way, tearing the Xuanyuan family's gorgeous coat to pieces, exposing the graceful nature hidden within. I just don't know if the blood flowing under the skin is black with a thick rancid smell.
"Red... red armor, could it be the legendary red armor of the talisman general who fought against the old sword god Li Chungang in Qianzhou?"
Among the crowd, someone spoke in a trembling low voice, with lingering fear in his eyes.
The dignified Xuanyuan Family in Huishan is known as the ridge that unites the martial arts world in Jianzhou. Thousands of martial arts people gather here. Although there are inevitably some good and bad among them, it can become the most luxuriant martial arts tree in the southeast of Liyang. Kuimu, in addition to the ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan, many masters under the Xuanyuan surname, as well as those official guests, the cavalry and dead soldiers trained with huge sums of money, are all rooted in the intricate roots of Huishan.
And now, a total of thirteen martial arts guests have died tragically, including even a master who has entered the Zhixuan Realm.
The second head of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Qingzong, stood at the forefront of the crowd with a very gloomy face. The real power of Huishan had gathered behind him. These masters who had been famous in the world for a long time looked at the five talismans not far away with an incomprehensible expression. Will be red armor.
The power that Huishan Xuanyuan has accumulated over the past few hundred years cannot be fully captured by just the black stone tablet.
Lu Ze only brought Murong Tonghuang, who looked like a girl, with him on this trip. Yu Youwei and Murong Wuzhu were both left behind in Longhu Mountain. Although today's scene was very exciting, it was still a bit difficult for these two women. It looks a little bloody.
"There are so many martial arts masters, although there are no top-notch ones, it is obviously not a problem to hold Fu Jia down."
"Coupled with the fact that the Xuanyuan family raised dead soldiers at a huge price behind the scenes, Your Highness, how are we going to get through to the Daxueping in the back mountain?"
Emperor Murong Tong bowed to Lu Ze and asked in a low voice.
Although he hates the people on this mountain deeply in his heart, Murong Tonghuang will naturally not underestimate the Xuanyuan family who almost kidnapped him and his sister. The Xuanyuan ancestor of Daxueping is the dream of countless people in Jianzhou. Demon, the combination of many first-rate and second-rate martial arts masters in front of us cannot be underestimated.
Naturally, the foundation accumulated by a huge family over hundreds of years and generations cannot be destroyed by just five talisman generals in red armor.
Lu Ze shook his head: "We will definitely not be able to get through the heavy siege in front of us. Although there are many smart people on the other side who have vaguely guessed my identity, to Xuanyuan Pan, we are uninvited after all.
The eldest son of the Xuanyuan family was the one who invited us up the mountain. "
Most of the so-called airtight and solid cities are breached from the inside.
The same is true for Huishan, which has stood in Jianzhou for many years and neighbors Longhu Mountain.
"Although we agreed to Xuanyuan Jingcheng, we are not the protagonists of this trip to Huishan. At best, we are just supporting characters waving flags and shouting. Even if the five red armors can kill, we have to separate the opponent and kill them slowly. "
Murong Tonghuang, who was beside him, understood instantly.
I saw a sudden movement in the crowd not far away. The second master of Huishan, Xuanyuan, who was at the forefront, turned his head in shock. Looking down, he saw that his abdomen had a sharp dagger with a handle that was deeply pierced into his body. He was responsible for inserting The one who struck this crucial blow was Xuanyuan Zongzong's most trusted commander and his best friend, Huang Fangfo.
"Second Master."
"Master asked me to say hello to you."
I saw Huang Fangfo's face showing pity and his expression extremely calm.
At this time, countless betrayals and assassinations occurred simultaneously on Huishan. No one could have imagined when Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the eldest son of the Xuanyuan family who only knew how to stay in his room and study, had conquered so many people. At the same time, a bloody assassination from within was launched, and the targets of the assassination were naturally the loyal cronies belonging to the other two houses.
Crazy shouts and fighting sounds occurred one after another in Guniu Dagang.
Lu Ze waved his hand gently and saw five talismans standing in the shape of a five-pointed star in five directions. Lu Ze, who was guarded in the center, moved towards the big snow flat in the north. The sword-holding talisman in the front burst into blood. After cutting a bloody road, no one seemed to care about Lu Ze, the uninvited guest who climbed Huishan.
There happened to be dark clouds overhead.
The rumbling sound above the head echoed with the sound of fighting on the Guniu hill. The smell of blood hit his face. Along with the slightly moist smell of wind, Murong Tonghuang looked at the bloody fighting scene with an obsessed expression, and his body was even trembling slightly. His eyes were full of pleasure.
On the snowy plain.
The elegant middle-aged scholar and the blindfolded man in black walked side by side.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng, with fluttering sleeves, listened to the sound of fighting in his ears, looked at the burly figure not far away, and murmured to himself: "Old ancestor, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the unworthy descendant, please die. "
The tall figure at the end of the snow flat finally turned around.
The real owner of the entire Huishan Mountain, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, the old man who created countless amazing deeds in the huge rivers and lakes has extremely sharp eyes. His voice is as loud as a bell, echoing on this vast snowy plain: "Jingcheng, You let me down, you actually invited an outsider today, haha, does this distinguished guest of the Zhao family from Longhu Mountain really think that my Guniu Dagang is a stage for opera, for this master to come and watch?"
Although Xuanyuan Dapan was despised for many things in the second half of his life, he was strong and unpretentious. His rich voice rang out in the snow plains and echoed in the ears of Lu Ze who had just arrived. Lu Ze knew that this was Xuanyuan who was the lord of Huishan. The warning given by Da Pan, or a step to some extent, told Lu Ze not to continue to interfere in the Xuanyuan family's family affairs.
Lu Ze chuckled and said, "I really came to see the show. Brother Dapan, please help yourself."
Murong Tonghuang did not follow him to Daxueping, but he who was hiding behind him still couldn't help laughing when he heard Lu Ze's teasing words. Daxueping, which was originally solemn and depressing, seemed a little more relaxed. Murong Tonghuang sighed in his heart The aura and background displayed by Yu Luze.
Brother Dapan?
In terms of seniority, Xuanyuan Dapan is many times older than Lu Ze.
Xuanyuan Dapan ignored Lu Ze's teasing, but focused his eyes on the mysterious man who was blindfolded and holding an iron drill, his eyes focused: "You are the one who fought with Li Chungang, right? As long as you leave here, Today, our Xuanyuan family is still willing to treat you as an honored guest."
It's a pity that Xuanyuan Dapan's words are destined to have no answer.
Wu Zhu's face was still so indifferent, as unchanged as ten thousand years of black ice.
Xuanyuan Dapan laughed wildly when he saw this.
"Jingcheng."
"Can you read a book about a land fairy?
Not to mention the gods on land, but the celestial phenomena resonate? "
Xuanyuan Jingcheng also remained silent.
He just took a step forward, raised his right hand and waved it gently. The hazy drizzle that was falling in the sky stopped instantly, and rushed towards the tall old man in front of him with the force of a tornado.
"Invite our ancestors to die."
When Xuanyuan Dapan heard his grandson Xuanyuan Jingcheng's outrageous words, a wild smile appeared on his face. Today he only slightly cared about the young man's identity, but this did not mean that Xuanyuan Dapan would endure his grandson's collusion with outsiders to turn this city upside down. Huishan.
"Jingcheng."
"Your celestial realm does surprise my ancestor, but that's all. Since your mind is a little unclear, my ancestor will take off your head and take a good look at my grandson's mind, which is too stupid to read. What exactly is it filled with?"
At this moment, Xuanyuan Dapan's state of great celestial phenomena was fully displayed.
This ancestor of the Xuanyuan family basically lost more than he won in competitions with others throughout his life, and was ridiculed by people in the world as Xuanyuan Invincible. However, this does not mean that Xuanyuan Dapan has no redeeming qualities. If you count those who lost to him, you will know that, Xuanyuan Dapan has always been defeated by the best person in a certain field. Although he has been defeated repeatedly, his martial arts realm has been steadily improved through repeated failures. Xuanyuan Dapan, who has devoted himself to dual cultivation in these years, is committed to Yu integrated Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism into one, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng said that he had reached a crossroads, but his cultivation seemed to have reached a higher level.
"Stealing the power of heaven and earth?"
"Jingcheng, the celestial realm you read from the book is just a trick. It does not have deep enough internal strength to support it. It is just a castle in the air. What if there are ten more water-drawing tornadoes?"
Xuanyuan Dapan chuckled disdainfully, and the sea of energy in his body surged fiercely. Xuanyuan Dapan felt that he was stronger than ever in his life at this moment. Looking at the sweeping dragon water, he punched out, and the dragon was The water-absorbing water and the foundation of the sky above were cleanly cut off, and the waterspout that became the water without water finally dissipated.
Xuanyuan Dapan quickly approached, and the two exchanged palms and punches.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's seemingly careless palm shattered the skeleton of the ancestor's fist, and Xuanyuan Dapan, who was trying to follow up with the second punch, was pushed back to the original position by his butt. The latter frowned slightly. At first, I didn't seem to expect that my grandson's martial arts foundation was so solid.
"The little trick of the witherworm is quite interesting."
"You two come together, ancestor, I will take them all."
Xuanyuan Dapan looked at the blindfolded Wuzhu not far away, and felt that there was a dangerous aura about him, like a poisonous snake in the dark staring at its prey, waiting for a flaw to be revealed before delivering the most fatal blow.
The situation today is obviously different from that in Qianzhou.
Today's purpose is to completely kill the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, so Wu Zhu chose the method he is most familiar with. Xuanyuan Dapan also seems to realize that Wu Zhu cannot be allowed to remain so quiet. His greatest advantage is It is the incomparably strong inner energy of the sea of qi throughout his body.
"Since my ancestor's hands are already warm."
"Then Jingcheng will no longer be polite."
Thunder and lightning flashed above the snowy plain.
Xuanyuan Dapan's expression finally became solemn. Although he had previously said that his grandson's celestial realm was as illusory as a castle in the sky, he was able to communicate with heaven and earth to such an extent that he was worthy of being the best celestial realm among Confucian disciples, such as lightning, thunder and heavy snow. There were many ravines on the ground, and Wu Zhu, who was blindfolded, finally chose to take action, and then Xuanyuan Jingcheng took action at the critical moment when he was gathering momentum.
Wu Zhu is not very fast.
The same moves are so unpretentious.
But Lu Ze's eyes lit up involuntarily while watching the battle.
Because what Wuzhu showed today was three points more agile than the last battle between Qianzhou and Li Chungang. The temple messenger is a person who dances on the tip of a knife. He is a born fighting machine who came to this world. What Wu Zhu needs to solve most is to adapt to this world as soon as possible. The sharp blade is already frightening, let alone a blade that can perform tricks?
Xuanyuan Dapan, who wanted to use his internal strength to reverse the situation, instantly knew that he had made a mistake.
It turns out that the opponent wanted to fight head-on.
The iron hammer was the first to hit Xuanyuan Dapan's left arm, and the sound of bone cracking could be clearly heard amidst the roaring thunder. The powerful and heavy fist of Xuanyuan Ancestor also struck Wu Zhu's chest. This Emperor Xianzhi of Emperor Wu City Xuanyuan Dapan, who is chasing the target, pursues the real magic method of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, but in essence it is still a pure martial arts method, which emphasizes not worshiping the masters of heaven and earth, but only believing in his own fists.
Wu Zhu's chest was sunken, but his expression remained unchanged.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Dapan's left arm was also in a drooping state. Wu Zhu, who was at an unknown level, only one blow caused the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family to lose one arm of his combat power. Wu Zhu continued to move forward, but was blocked by Xuanyuan Jingcheng. Block in front of you.
Although it was a transaction, the middle-aged scribe was still slightly moved by the desperate efforts of the blindfolded man next to him.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng nodded to Wu Zhu, then faced the north and chuckled: "Since our ancestor is in the realm of celestial phenomena, then I will not become a land god and will only kill you in the realm of celestial phenomena. Can you accept it, ancestor?" "
Xuanyuan Dapan was very calm: "I'll give in to your grandma."
