When Huanyuan relayed today's events to Zhu Yuchan, she also showed a dull expression!
The two masters and disciples had been getting along with Ran Ran for a long time, and they already had a certain understanding of his temperament, but Zhu Yushan always had an illusion about his martial arts.
That is a cognitive illusion!
What is Tianjun?
Those who have never personally experienced the shocking battle in the borderlands will never be able to understand what kind of legendary figure that battle enshrined.
The next day, it was sunny.
Today, the Imperial Avenue of Tianjie in the East Gate was ten times more lively than usual. Both sides of the Imperial Avenue were already crowded with men, women, and children, and people continued to pour in from the side streets to join the huge crowd.
Quiet!
Dongmen Street, which is supposed to be filled with prosperity, has all the shops with their doors and windows locked. Everyone comes to both sides of the road, no one makes any noise, and everyone is watching "them".
Amidst the light but not sudden sound of horse hooves, a small cavalry squad passed through the royal road.
Under the seat is a BMW horse, and they are holding silver spears, carrying strong bows on their backs, and carrying scimitars at their waists. Everyone is wearing black cold clothes, with black scarves on their heads, and masks on their faces, making it difficult for people to see their appearance. .
Some people have seen "them", some have never seen "them", but no matter whether they have seen it or not, everyone has heard about "them", and naturally everyone also recognizes the identity of "them".
There are a total of eighteen riders and eighteen people, no more and no less. There are only eighteen riders and eighteen people. They are the "Eighteen Riders of Yanyun"!
Looking at Yan Yun's Eighteenth Cavalry, everyone's expressions changed!
They were both shocked and surprised, both horrified and in awe, but more people looked at them with a look of admiration and admiration, just like a person seeing a god in the clouds.
They are the patron saints of all the deserted people. They have been terrorizing the world for more than two hundred years, influencing the emperor and the emperor, and terrorizing the martial arts world. No one or any force dares to act recklessly in the deserted city.
Now that they had witnessed the "Stage of Gods and Demons" with their own eyes, everyone suppressed the excitement in their hearts and watched them slowly step out of the east gate, then speed away into the distance and disappear into the sky.
No one knew the purpose of their trip. At this moment, Dongmen Street was overwhelmed by huge cheers and cheers, which shook the deserted city and reached every corner.
The eighteen riders of Yanyun who had been missing for thirty years reappeared in the world. This was an unprecedented event for the barren people, but it was like a thunderbolt from the blue to all tribes and clans.
"Swift as the wind, plundering like fire, leaving no grass growing wherever it passes; strong bows and scimitars, cold clothes and silver spears, using a small number to attack the many, making them invincible."
This comment about the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun has been widely circulated throughout the world more than two hundred years ago. Although the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun are rarely seen in public, the "movement" thirty years ago has made the world pay attention to "gods and demons". "Everyone is convinced and afraid.
Now that the gods and demons have reappeared, the killings will surely begin again, but where will they be?
While the desolate people rushed to tell each other, the news of the reappearance of gods and demons was also sent to all parts of the Central Plains.
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The wine is in the cup and the cup is in the hand.
Randomly covered with light fur, as if resisting the cold wind, she drank wine and put a pair of hands on his shoulders, so beautiful, so gentle, so touching.
Huanwen said softly: "They have left. When are you going to leave?"
Ranran yawned lazily and said calmly: "We'll leave tomorrow."
He groaned and asked, "Aren't you ready to wait for the Song family?"
Ranyi smiled and said, "Although it's late, he's already here."
As soon as the words fell, a soft and pleasant voice immediately responded: "I'm late!"
Clean and simple blue robe, majestic and arrogant figure, black hair tied with red hair on top of the head, a handsome face without any flaws, and a pair of high-spirited eyes embedded under the eyebrows, showing that he is extraordinary. Eyes of such wisdom.
Her temples are frosted, but she doesn't look old. Whether it's style or demeanor, she does have an air of looking down on the world.
Ran Ran looked at the person on the other side of the wooden bridge outside the pavilion from a distance and asked calmly: "Why are you late?"
The white hair is better than snow, and the white clothes are spotless. Song Que also looked at the elegant man in the pavilion, with a little surprise in his expression: "Someone didn't want to see me come to the deserted city, and he blocked me on the way for a day."
Ranyi nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Is it Ning Daoqi?"
Song Que was surprised: "Can you guess it?"
Ranran smiled and said: "There are not many people in this world who can stop you for a day."
Song Que also smiled and said, "It's true that there are not many! That day he came on behalf of Buddhism and wanted my Song family to return to Lingnan and give up fighting for world hegemony."
Just say it casually without any words.
Song Que said calmly: "He told me that the Li family in Guanzhong has reached an agreement with Bashu. If the Li family can capture Luoyang, the various tribes of Bashu led by Duzunbao will surrender to the Li family. At that time, all the heroes in the world will have nothing to lose. majeure.”
He shook his head arbitrarily and said: "Li Shimin, the second son of Li Yuan, does have the appearance of a real dragon! It's a pity that I chose your Song family."
Song Que sighed and said slowly: "This is what I can't understand... If you are really him, with the wealth of Huangcheng, the reputation of Yanyun's Eighteen Riders, and the power of Tianjun, why would you choose My Song family?"
"What does a person live for?" Ran Ran glanced at Song Que, and then said: "I only live for my own peace of mind and happiness. If I don't even have the joy of life, then what is the use of all the glory and wealth?"
Song Que asked: "For the Nine-Five-Year-Old Lord, who is the emperor, how can this be so boring?"
Ranyi smiled and said: "With my current martial arts skills, I don't even have to look down on 'people in the world'."
Song Que was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "I understand!"
After saying that, there was only a "clang" sound, and cold light poured out from behind him...
A sudden change occurred.
The moment Song Que wielded the sword, a sharp force that broke the blade, an invisible but seemingly real sword intent, was centered on him and forced towards the surroundings, forcing Hanhan who was beside him to have to resist with his luck. , feeling cold all over.
Such a realm of swordsmanship was something Huanwan would never have imagined unless she witnessed it.
Song Que's expression was still calm, and he said nonchalantly: "It's a pity that I can't see you holding the 'Magic Sword' in your hand, but the 'Heavenly Sword' style is enough for me to confirm your identity."
"Using God's intention, using Qi to control the soldiers, using the palm as the blade, the combination of the utmost will and moves can naturally create a peerless magic weapon."
Randomly stood up slowly, took one step down, and the person disappeared.
Song Que retreated at an extremely fast speed. He only raised the tip of his hair slightly and retreated a foot. He just blinked and opened the distance of three feet.
Without bending his knees or shrugging his shoulders, he completed his retreat. With a courageous retreating attitude, he drew out his thick-backed sword at the right time. The light of the sword pierced the air, and various wonderful phenomena appeared, creating a rainbow light!
This sword is strong and flat, seemingly clumsy, but it brings out all the power in the sword technique. It is an indestructible, powerful and earth-shattering sword.
Ranran suddenly "pulled out" his hand from his sleeve, and then moved a hand that was filled with worry to both gods and ghosts, towards the earth-shattering knife...
