Far up the Yellow River among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.
Several riders rolled up plumes of dust and smoke and quickly rushed up a mountain.
Standing here, you can see the thousands-mile Go Desert in the north, with the bleak autumn wind, and the rushing Yellow River in the west, like falling clouds.
Two horses, one black and one red, stand side by side. The black horse's coat is shiny, and the red horse's body is like blood. At first glance, it is definitely not an ordinary ride.
The owner of the famous horse is even more extraordinary. On the black horse is a young man with a gun. He has white hair at a young age, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a stern face. He holds a lapis lazuli pear gun in one hand. The shaft is two feet long and the gun head is It is one foot and three inches long, and its blade is as sharp as frost.
The man on the red horse is a man in white. He looks a little older than the gun-wielding boy. He has introverted eyes and a gentle temperament. He wears a turban on his head and a general sword at his waist. He looks like a Confucian general.
Behind the two men, there were five or six elite cavalry soldiers lined up.
Looking at these magnificent mountains and rivers, the white-clothed Confucian general said with joy, "Why don't you take Wu Gou and collect the fifty states in Guanshan? I have great rivers and mountains, how can I allow the Tartars to interfere with them!"
The domineering words make people feel proud.
The white-haired boy smiled when he heard this.
"Ever since that thief Shi Jingtang ceded the Sixteenth State of Yanyun to the foreign tribes, I, the Great Wu'erlang, have never wanted to take it back. Fortunately, nearly half of it is now in my hands!"
When the white-clothed Confucian general said this, he glanced at the young man standing side by side, clasped his hands in his fists and said, "Thanks to Brother Changfeng's strong assistance, how could Lu not have won another continent so easily?"
The young man raised his head slightly.
The white-robed Confucian general couldn't help but sigh in his heart, why is God so blind to make such a heroic young man who is unparalleled in battle become a mute.
This young man named Changfeng only appeared in Yumen Pass a year ago. He sat quietly at the top of the city drinking every day and never communicated with anyone. The soldiers were worried that he was a spy or assassin sent by a foreign race, so they approached him and asked him When he wanted to arrest him for questioning, he was stopped by Lu Gu, who was the general of Yumen Pass. He saw the extraordinaryness of the young man and greeted him several times but ignored him. Later, Lu Gu learned his lesson and brought a boy with him every time he came. He drank a jug of wine without saying a word. He sat down and drank with the young man. When the jug was empty, he left.
After going back and forth like this, the young man finally met him and nodded, and he was considered familiar.
Lu Gu tried to chat with him, but the young man always had an indifferent expression. You say yours and I drink mine, just like playing the piano to a cow. Lu Gu stopped being persistent and began to talk to himself about some embarrassing anecdotes from the past and his views on the current situation in the world. Once he got drunk and even cursed at the corrupt imperial court, as if he was crazy. He stayed there until midnight. When he woke up from the top of the city, he saw hundreds of his own soldiers surrounding him, but no one dared to come forward to disturb him.
Afterwards, Lu Gu found out that he had not returned that day. His subordinates were worried about being harmed by the young man on the city wall, so they plucked up the courage to go forward to check. However, the young man did not allow anyone to get close. Once he got close, he would fight him off. , and it doesn't hurt anyone's life. The martial arts is really scary.
From then on, Lu Gu felt more at ease. No matter how busy he was with official duties, he would come to the city to have a drink with the young man. The young man was not polite and drank Lu Gu's fine wine for a year. One day, after drinking, he suddenly got up. , use your fingers to write three big characters "Qi Yingzhou" on the top of the city.
Lu Gu was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly ordered his troops to reorganize their troops. Regardless of the dissuasion of the generals on the left and right, he personally led 20,000 elite troops, divided into two groups with the white-haired young soldiers, and ran hundreds of miles to attack Yingzhou. In this battle, the white-haired young men Taking the lead in climbing to the top of the city, he shot off the head of the city guarding general with one shot, as if entering an uninhabited area, and threw the head of the city's siege general. Seeing this, the siege officers on our side were all greatly encouraged, and they all took the lead, but only for a moment On the same day, the city of Yingzhou was broken and more than 10,000 foreign defenders were wiped out.
The foreign Prime Minister You, who came to Yingzhou's aid, saw that the situation was over and fled in panic. The white-haired boy volunteered and led two thousand light cavalry in pursuit. He was the first to rush into the enemy formation and was invincible. Six of the eight foreign masters beside Prime Minister You were killed in the battle. I can protect him from danger.
The news of the victory reached the imperial court, which shocked the whole country. The emperor personally issued an order to reward the three armies, and appointed General Lu Gu as the Commander-in-Chief of the Northwest March Road. However, the white-haired young man who made the first contribution refused any reward and still sat at the top of the city drinking every day. Watch the sun rise and the moon set, occasionally go out for a walk, and return soon.
Lu Gu once asked him with a smile, if he was waiting for someone? After hearing this, the young man nodded.
Lu Gu asked him again who he was waiting for, but the boy didn't respond. Lu Gu said that he must be a girl, and the boy just laughed.
"Changfeng, if the person you are waiting for doesn't show up, are you going to keep waiting?"
Lu Gu wanted to know the answer to this question at this moment.
The young man nodded firmly.
Lu Gu said with a smile: "Although I really want you to get what you want, I would be even happier if you could always stay with me, haha, am I too selfish!"
The young man smiled slightly, took out a wine gourd from the saddle, and threw it to Lu Gu.
The fine wine flows into my throat with the autumn wind, making me feel even more hearty.
Lu Gu waved his sleeve and wiped his mouth: "Changfeng, I would like to introduce you to a cousin of mine. Her name is Lu Qingyan. She is very beautiful in the world. I think only you are worthy of her."
"You don't have to shake your head. I know that identity and appearance don't matter to you Jianghu people at all, but if you really meet her, I can guarantee that you will fall in love with her!"
"I can tell by your eyes that you don't believe it. It doesn't matter. Let me tell you. My cousin's temperament is like a white lotus. She is cold and quiet, with a strong character inside. She has liked listening to the storytelling of heroes and knights since she was a child. The most important thing is I like an outstanding young hero like you. My uncle made a marriage promise to her very early. The person to marry was also my uncle’s political enemy. He hesitated for a long time and didn’t know how to speak to his daughter. But my cousin listened. I agreed without hesitation. I sympathize with and admire a person who is so aloof and arrogant at heart. I can’t marry someone I don’t even like without blinking an eye. How about it? Such a woman can Can it catch your eye?"
After hearing this, the white-haired boy finally nodded slightly.
"Haha, although she is married, you still have a chance. Their marriage will not last long. If you look back..."
The spear suddenly shook something open, making a sound like a dragon's roar, interrupting Lu Gu's words.
Five or six riders drew out their sabers and rushed down quickly.
The person who came was a long-haired man wearing black clothes, with a slightly stooped figure, holding a sword with his hands crossed, and slowly walked over from the back of the hill.
Presumably the rocks in the sneak attack just now came from his hands.
Lu Gu's soldiers rode fast horses and rushed over in the blink of an eye. Two swords were slashed from left and right. The man in black flicked his fingers and fell down with his sword. Seeing this, the cavalry behind him quickly took out a short crossbow from his arms. , raised his hand and shot, the figure of the man in black suddenly flashed, and in the blink of an eye he came under the horse, patting the horse's head one by one, causing the horse to flip over. Before the soldier could get up, the man in black waved his fist and hit the head with it.
A spear was as fast as lightning, and just as it was about to pierce the man in black, a hand stretched out and firmly grasped the barrel of the gun!
Lu Gu instantly understood the look from the white-haired boy, and without any hesitation, he turned his horse's head and galloped towards the pass.
The white-haired boy didn't hold back at all in this attack. If the visitor was killed with one shot, it meant that the situation was under control. If he could receive it safely, it meant that the opponent's strength was equal to that of the white-haired boy, or even better than him. Lu Gu, who is the border coach, is in danger. He cannot afford to make any mistakes.
Seeing Lu Gu escape, the man in black, whom no one could tell, was not in a hurry to chase him. He first hooked the white-haired boy on the horse, and then stretched out three fingers!
Three moves!
Let me give you three moves!
The white-haired boy's eyes flashed, and he jumped up. The distance between the two was nearly a hundred meters, and he grabbed the tail of the gun with one hand. With an instant burst of energy, he flicked away the hand of the man in black, and swung the gun head A semicircle hit the man in black hard on the head, and Naifeng nodded!
With one blow, the man in black was swept away by the spear more than ten meters away. Every time he took a step back, his feet sank into the ground. In the end, he could not stand firmly and spit out a mouthful of blood.
A startling rainbow fell from the sky, and the killing move called Bi Luo was far more powerful than Feng Nod, but the man in black easily caught the dazzling gun light with his raised fingers, and with a flick of his hand, Chang Feng fell to the ground with a bang.
An extremely ominous premonition hit the white-haired boy's mind, but his mind, which had already reached its peak, increased in strength instead of decreasing. His body flew up like a projectile, and his gun shot out like a dragon. The gun pierced his face. The tassel on the head is like a huge pear blossom. This move is called Huangquan. Once the move is performed, regardless of whether it is our enemy or friend, one person's corpse will be buried in Jiuquan!
Such a powerful move was actually received by the man in black in a more relaxed manner, holding down the tip of the gun with just one finger.
Regardless of whether he was inconspicuous in the previous fight with the Five or Six Cavalry, or was beaten so hard that he vomited blood and retreated, it was all an illusion. The acting skills of the man in black seemed to be exaggerated at this moment.
In the whole world, being able to take the strongest blow from a strong person in the golden body realm with one finger, the realm of the man in black is clearly revealed.
After three moves, the man in black counterattacked with lightning speed. With a flick of his palm, Chang Feng felt like being hit by thunder, and his seven orifices were bleeding, which was extremely miserable.
"Remember, the one who kills you is Pingyuan Wuxin!"
When the man in black slowly said his name, an imperceptible sarcastic look appeared on the corner of the white-haired boy's mouth.
"It's also a skill to use the big to bully the small."
Ping Yuan accidentally patted Changfeng's shoulder, and the boy's legs suddenly exploded, making him shorter.
"Have some backbone!"
Seeing that the boy who had no bones under his knees was still stubbornly refusing to kneel down, Ping Yuan unintentionally lifted up his white hair stained with blood foam on his forehead and stared at the two terrifying blood holes.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hoofbeats. Lu Gu, who was returning, waved his sword in his hand, rushed to Pingyuan Wuxin, and struck him on the head.
"It's amazing!" The man in black took a breath and narrowly avoided the iron-cutting sword. Several hairs on his temples were cut off.
"Who are you?"
Lu Gu completely ignored the crazy Ping Yuan's unintentional teasing, turned over and dismounted, and quickly hugged the bloody young man Chang Feng.
"I have harmed you, and we must die together!"
Lu Gu couldn't bear to look at Changfeng's appearance, so he hugged him and carried him on his back.
But Changfeng's figure was as steady as a mountain, and Lu Gu tried his best to move him even an inch.
"You can still save him if you carry him back!"
Under Pingyuan Wuxin's long hair, there is a pale face, with a sick smile at the moment, and he is clapping his hands.
"If you are a brother, let me take you away!"
Lu Gu said in a deep voice.
Changfeng slowly grabbed his arm and exerted force, and Lu Gu was thrown directly a hundred meters away.
At the same time, the spear was raised again, pointing directly at Pingyuan Wuxin.
"Please enlighten me!"
Pingyuan Wuxin put away his giggling and crazy look. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any movement from the other party. Pingyuan Wuxin touched his forehead and shook his hand.
"I was scared to death. I really thought you were an invincible golden body!"
At this moment, Changfeng stood upright, with the spear in his hand inserted into the ground and pressed against his back when he was about to die.
Although lifeless, it still stands!
Hundreds of light cavalry outside Yumen Pass galloped for dozens of miles to come to the rescue. After Lu Gu fell to the ground, he fell unconscious and fainted with grief and anger in his heart.
Pingyuan Wuxin never looked at Changfeng again and slowly walked towards the target a hundred meters away.
Opening the body of the man in white with his feet, Ping Yuan stared at it for a moment, and smiled lightly: "There are many things that are powerless in the world. As a weak person, I don't know how to beg for mercy."
After saying that, he held the long white sword hilt in his hand and stepped ten feet away in one step. In a few breaths, he moved several times faster than the war horse on the opposite side.
The moment they met the cavalry, the sword was unsheathed, and a ball of brilliance suddenly dispersed into countless criss-crossing sword energy, passing by like a filter, crushing both people and horses.
"Little brother, don't be afraid, carry your general back and you both will survive!"
Pingyuan looked at the last sergeant who was like sieve chaff with a pleasant look. This was the one left alive on purpose.
The moon and stars are sparse, the autumn wind is biting,
Changfeng's body was like a bloody sculpture, facing north and motionless.
A strange black bird landed on his shoulder, pecking at the young man's ears and face vigorously and uneasily, and then hissed loudly.
Not long after, a black figure came from the distance where the sky and the earth meet, stepping onto the hillside step by step.
The strange bird flapped its wings and flew up, then landed on the black figure's shoulder.
The black figure touched Changfeng's face with one hand and gently closed his eyes that had been staring for a long time.
The wind blew the clothes of the black figure, and the empty sleeve of the right arm made a rustling sound!
...
The morning sun was shining brightly, and in the depths of the boundless grassland, countless golden tents were bathed in the glow, forming a majestic tribal royal court.
As a figure hit the core area of the royal court like a meteor, the ground was cracked and dust was flying.
The war horses neighed, and groups of foreign warriors holding scimitars gathered one after another.
But when those warriors with the best riding skills and the fiercest charge rushed to the place where the figure fell, they found that the horse under their legs was stagnant, and their hooves were weak. No matter how they whipped and scolded them, they could not move forward.
As the dust and smoke dissipated, a burly man with a stubble on his face and a slovenly appearance drank all the wine in the gourd with one arm, and said with a fierce tongue: "Pingyuan Wuxin! Come out and die!"
Its sound was like thunder on the ground, and even more like rolling waves. Countless horses fell to death in a short time.
Somewhere in the royal court, as soon as a fleeing figure ran out of the tent, the one-armed man blocked him a thousand meters away.
Unable to escape, Pingyuan Wuxin screamed, swung his sword, and the sword energy swept into the sky, forming a fan shape from behind the man, and everything in the area of several hundred meters turned into powder!
But the one-armed man who was as steady as a mountain blasted Pingyuan Wuxin's body away with a punch as fast as lightning. The two of them were like flying meteors, smashing everything in their path for dozens of miles. The man held down Pingyuan Wuxin's head with one hand and smashed his face. He rubbed hard on the ground, until he was about to lose his strength, he raised his feet high and stepped on Ping Yuan Wuxin's back. Suddenly, there was a terrible sound of bone cracking, accompanied by a violent burst of energy. Here, the land is sinking!
Both feet stepped into the realm of Nirvana. The once arrogant Pingyuan Wuxin was as weak as a chicken or a dog waiting to be slaughtered in front of Cao Yu!
"You deserve to die!"
Three cold words without any emotion came out of Cao Yu's mouth. Ping Yuan Wuxin, who had already turned pale, completely collapsed. Just when he was about to open his mouth to shout, Cao Yu raised his fist...
At this time, the airflow around Cao Yu was like boiling water, sending out dreamy ripples, and the Sanskrit pronunciation words of "Death" were like the mountains rushing over!
Cao Yu frowned, and then said angrily: "Get out!"
Suddenly he stood up and punched out with a rainbow of momentum. The power of the punch was like a god beating a drum. Thunder exploded in a silent place, and the ripples shattered into countless water droplets and disappeared without a trace.
An old monk with white eyebrows wearing a golden and red cassock appeared in the mist of water and solemnly saluted Cao Yu!
