on the square.
A chaotic battle.
Tsing Yi Cao Changqing faced off against several top players, showing off his Confucian sage style.
The land gods are the so-called superior heavenly beings in the world, but Cao Qingyi's Confucian saint has not been here for a long time, but he has already reached the peak of the land gods. I am afraid that he is only one step away from the time when Lu Zu passed through the Tianmen and returned. Half a level.
The woman named Jiang Si next to Cao Qingyi is also very good. Although he is still young, he controls the sword like a flying fairy, and he has a bit of the demeanor of the old sword god Li Chungang.
Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is absolutely impossible for Cao Qingyi to assassinate the Emperor of the Zhao family.
In Baiyu Square, there are not only masters such as Liu Haoshi, but also battlefield generals such as Chen Zhibao and Gu Jiantang. In addition, he also invited martial arts masters like the ancestors of the Wu family. In addition, there is an endless supply of well-equipped imperial troops.
Even if Mr. Wang comes in person, nothing can happen.
Of course Cao Changqing also knew about this.
He came here to prove that the remnants of Western Chu were not dead yet, and to build momentum for the restoration of Western Chu.
In Western Chu, there was also Cao Ta, the chief minister, and the princess Jiang Si.
By the way, it can also bring displeasure to the Emperor of the Zhao family. How could he, Cao Changqing, not do this kind of thing that achieves multiple things with one stone?
And just when everyone was focusing on Cao Qingyi and Jiang Si, Gao Shulu, a man from Wangyou Heaven, broke through eighteen doors in a row and broke into the White Jade Square.
Immediately afterwards, everyone heard a familiar name and an unfamiliar name.
Murong Tonghuang, Gao Shulu.
When the words "Murong Tonghuang" rang out, the originally chaotic and noisy square suddenly became silent, and many of the Ouchi guards showed alert and frightened expressions.
Cao Qingyi is so difficult to deal with, let alone the well-deserved Murong Wudi.
Immediately, some experts showed surprise and surprise. He widened his eyes and looked hard at the man with a scarlet mark between his eyebrows like a third eye.
Gao Shulu?
Four hundred years ago, Gao Shulu, the Wangyou heavenly being! ?
Is this person really alive for four hundred years and not dead?
But why would he appear here today and take the initiative to invite Emperor Murong Tong to fight? After a brief period of silence, noisy discussions broke out.
"A person who forgets his worries? You are so impudent! How can you break into the palace without permission!?"
A burly old man whose identity was unknown gave a sharp shout and looked directly at Gao Shulu with lightning-like eyes.
Previously, it was this man who guarded the west side of the imperial city with Qingci Prime Minister Zhao Danping, and he was one of the top masters secretly worshiped by the royal family.
And the reason why he took the lead in targeting Gao Shulu was not without reason.
Four hundred years ago, Gao Shulu went on a killing spree in the rivers and lakes, killing no one in the world who could be called a master. This old man's ancestor was one of the masters who died at the hands of Gao Shulu. Because of this, he lost the most critical volume of inheritance, which is why he is now unable to enter the Celestial Realm and is always trapped in the Zhixuan Realm.
In addition, among the imperial guardsmen who were blasted away by Gao Shulu earlier was his favorite grandson.
That Gao Shulu went on a killing spree in the rivers and lakes without any scruples, and it was the same now. He didn't hold back, and all the imperial guards were killed or injured.
How could this burly old man have a crush on Gao Shulu amid all the old and new grudges?
Of course, there is one more important point.
His fingering skills are special and he can sense the mysterious energy in the human body.
This Gao Shulu is obviously the Candle in the Wind. Behind him are Gu Jiantang, Master Liu Hao and other top experts. How can he be afraid of him?
"Do you want to die?" Gao Shulu turned his eyes, looked at the man, took a step forward, and appeared in front of the burly old man in an instant: "Then I will help you."
The burly old man was horrified. Behind him was a large sword that was almost twice as long as an ordinary ancient sword.
There was only a cry, and in the air, lightning flashed, and the sword light suddenly flew out from behind like a rainbow, shocking the sky. When the cold sword light was swaying, the long sword had fallen into the hands of the burly old man.
With a move of his wrist, the sword light turned into a furious wave and swept towards Gao Shulu.
This is his family's swordsmanship, and he once made a name for himself in the martial arts world. Even among the many masters in the palace, not many people can take this sword.
However, just as the sword light was deployed, it suddenly collapsed.
The tall body seemed to have been punched in the face, and suddenly fell to the ground.
Before he could even scream, his breathing had stopped.
Because his throat was shattered.
Crushed by two fingers.
"I killed several people who used your swordsmanship four hundred years ago. It's strange that such an obvious flaw can still be circulated for four hundred years."
Gao Shulu retracted two slender, jade-like fingers with a hint of confusion in her tone.
Gu Jiantang, Chen Zhibao and other experts all had solemn expressions.
Gao Shulu's killing of the Zhao family was as simple as eating and drinking without any extra effort.
Although they could defeat the old man, they could never end the battle within thirty moves, and it was even more difficult to kill the opponent.
Perhaps this Gao Shulu is indeed a candle in the wind. With his vision and grasp of opportunities, they cannot compare.
"Because there are only a handful of people in the world who can see the flaw in that sword. To outsiders, it is a flawless sword, but it happened to meet you." A ethereal voice suddenly sounded.
"Emperor Murong Tong!" Gao Shulu's experienced eyes flashed with a touch of fanatical fighting intent. He turned around and suddenly saw a floating figure with rosy colors and moonlight.
"Well done!"
As the words filled with fighting spirit fell, Gao Shulu touched his feet lightly.
Boom!
Boom! !
It was as if a hundred elephants were trampling the ground.
The hard white jade floor could not withstand the huge crushing force. Large areas of cracks spread and shattered one after another. Then it was carried by a strong wind and turned into a white dragon made of assembled white jade slabs. With a hissing roar, he rushed towards Yulian City with his teeth and claws bared.
Yu Liancheng stood motionless, his expression unchanged at all.
Hurrah! !
Just when the white jade Shilong was about to capture Yu Liancheng, Yu Liancheng had already appeared in front of the white jade Shilong, and his fingertips lightly touched Bai Long's forehead.
The power of "shattering" containing the destructive power of the extreme is sent out.
Then Shilong Ruo spiritually let out a mournful cry, and exploded with a crackling sound, and the stone fragments flew in all directions like a violent storm.
The power of the "broken" stones was extremely impressive. If Gu Jiantang hadn't seen the clues and joined forces with several top experts to block the wave, two-thirds of the senior officials of the Liyang court would have been eliminated.
And a crystal-white palm, silently, penetrated the void and pressed towards Yu Liancheng's chest.
Yu Liancheng also raised a hand, which seemed to be able to hold up the sky, resisting all impacts from heaven and earth, and slowly stepped forward.
Boom! !
The palms of both hands strike together.
The energy exploded like thunder.
Layers of violent storms were set off, flying sand and rocks were flying, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the sun and moon had no light.
It's just that the two of them didn't fall into the most dangerous and pure competition of internal strength, and they were about to be separated at the first touch.
"I am a person who is watching an opera in the audience, but I suddenly go on stage to sing an opera. But since it is an opera, it must be wonderful."
Yulian City landed on Yidong Palace, with a hint of fighting intent in his eyes.
Pointing his toes, his whole body exploded with the force of splitting mountains. The gorgeous palace quickly collapsed and collapsed under his mighty force, and bricks, tiles and stones poured down like a torrent. And his whole body turned into a black lightning, killing Wangyou Tianren eight hundred years ago.
"Come on, my fellow singers. Let me see how many tricks the top warriors from four hundred years ago had?"
In fact, Yu Liancheng had asked the eldest prince Zhao Wu before, just to know the whereabouts of Wangyou Tianren.
Unfortunately, Gao Shulu's existence was too secretive, and Zhao Wu didn't know about it.
But he didn't expect that he just came out to watch a show, but the other party took the initiative to find him.
"It's just what I want. This scene needs to be sung happily." Wangyou Tianren looked up to the sky and roared. He raised his arms and set off a vast murderous intention. Stomping his feet fiercely, his body turned into electricity and charged towards Yulian City head-on.
The fight resumes.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang! !
The speed of the two people was unparalleled, and their shadows were scattered all over the sky.
There were hundreds of civil and military officials and experts present, but only a few people such as Gu Jiantang and Cao Qingyi could really capture the figures of the two people.
One is the Wangyou Heavenly Man from four hundred years ago, and the other is Murong Wudi, who currently dominates the top two. This kind of fighting is almost comparable to the battle in the East China Sea.
Of course, it's just comparable.
But it is by no means as thrilling and powerful as the battle in the East China Sea.
The reason is also very simple. In his heyday, this Wangyou Tianren was at most a master on the same level as Wang Xianzhi. And he slept for four hundred years without breathing or breathing, drinking or eating. Without absorbing the power of heaven and earth, even though it has become a small world, as time goes by, vitality is passing and the body is decaying.
Although this process is extremely slow, after all, it took more than four hundred years. Today's Wangyou Tianren can almost be regarded as the end of a strong crossbow, a candle in the wind.
On the other hand, Yulian City has continued to improve in strength. It was promoted to the Celestial Realm before and has made further progress.
Under this situation, Yu Liancheng can actually crush this Wangyou Tianren in a pure state, and he can definitely beat him to pieces with only twenty or thirty moves.
The reason why Gao Shulu has not yet been defeated is because the two are now competing more on skills and experience.
Each move may not be very powerful, but it must be complicated and mysterious. They are all mysterious moves that ordinary masters will find difficult to achieve in their lifetime. As long as you learn three moves and two moves, and have a certain foundation of internal strength, you can create such a big name in the world like Wen Susheng.
Therefore, Cao Guanzi took the initiative to leave Gu Jiantang and others, and stood on the ridge of the palace with Jiang Si to watch the battle. From time to time, he explained to the Princess of Xichu, who was already quite advanced but not very knowledgeable.
Gu Jiantang and other Liyang masters were naturally happy and hid aside to watch the fun.
It is rare for such peerless masters to fight against each other, and it is of great benefit to them.
It's just that the Zhao family's emperor, queen, and fourth prince Zhao Zhuan, who was about to be crowned prince, looked a little ugly.
The eldest prince Zhao Wu died in the hands of Emperor Murong Tong a few days ago.
Now the enemy who killed his son and brother is right in front of him, but these three people who hold the most powerful hands in the world seem to be helpless against each other.
The emperor of the Zhao family looked gloomy. After thinking for a moment, he summoned Master Liu Hao and whispered a few words to the gatekeeper, who nodded respectfully.
"What a terrible martial artist. In the past few decades, I have only fought against the scholar named Cao Changqing. I thought he was already an amazing person. But I didn't expect you, Wang Xianzhi, and the even more magnificent Murong Tonghuang. "The young eunuch's sleeves were fluttering and his lips were smiling.
Wang Xianzhi, who was beside the young eunuch, glanced at the former lightly: "How long have you stayed in the palace?"
"At the beginning of the founding of the Liyang Kingdom, I was already on duty in Sui'an City. At that time, the city had not been renamed Tai'an City. Over the past two hundred years, I have seen a lot of life and death. Those who sit on the dragon's chair and those who want to sit on the dragon's chair. Those with chairs, those with books, those with swords and armor are all dead, even their grandsons’ grandsons are dead, but I am still alive.”
The young eunuch said with a smile: "I absorb dragon energy to nourish energy, blood, and essence in order to live forever. I have no thoughts about ascension. Life and death are only in this world. Emperors of all generations are aware of my existence, but they rarely meet. After all, A thief is somewhat embarrassed to bump into the owner's house."
There was a touch of sarcasm in Wang Xianzhi's tone: "If you are just alive, you might as well die. Although your cultivation level is high, you will never be my opponent and Emperor Murong Tong. If you fight against the current Cao Changqing, You may not be able to win, so you can take care of yourself.”
After that, he drifted away.
The young eunuch looked at Wang Xianzhi's back with a distant look: "Isn't it also a very meaningful thing to witness the vicissitudes of life and overlook the changes in the world? Hahaha."
Boom boom boom!
There was thunder and earthquake over the palace.
As soon as the two figures touched each other, Gao Shulu flew out like a cannonball and hit the white jade floor, plowing a long ravine.
His clothes were torn, his chest was stained with blood, and his chest was heaving violently. His calm and calm expression had a hint of exhaustion.
The previous lightning-fast fights were mostly about moves and experience, but the consumption of physical strength and energy was also extraordinary. Now he can no longer bear it.
Yulian City descended from the sky, and the man who usually forgets worries came down.
Gao Shulu stood up slowly and raised his head slightly to look at Murong Tonghuang: "I call myself a person who forgets worries, but I have never truly forgotten my worries like a heavenly being. If not, I would not have slaughtered the world for ten years. Have you ever forgotten your worries? "
"When people live in this world, they will eventually have to bear something. If they really forget their worries, they will be nothing more than grass and trees." Yu Liancheng said with a faint smile.
Gao Shulu said: "That's true, but it's a pity that only fighting and killing can make me forget my worries. When I was slaughtering the world, some people said I was a devil. But now that I am out of the world with a sword, I will be chopped off by others. Preparation of the head. Haha, it’s a big head, but it’s just a knife.”
"It's just pure killing, which can be very boring sometimes. Now I finally have someone who can make me enjoy fighting. It's a pity..."
"You're not going to fight?" Yu Liancheng raised his eyebrows as he felt Daogao Shulu's gradually extinguishing fighting spirit.
"If I don't fight, if I continue to fight, the last bit of my spiritual will will be wiped out. Then Gao Shulu, the man who forgets his worries, will really be gone. I haven't completed the things I agreed with, so I died like this. I'm afraid that someone will Spit." Gao Shulu waved his hand.
"Promise? With whom?" Yu Liancheng asked doubtfully.
"he came."
The second best man in the world walked over, looked at Gao Shulu, and said calmly: "Let's go."
"good."
So, the two of them left hand in hand.
But before leaving, the two of them left a message for Yu Liancheng.
"Emperor Murong Tong, don't worry, today's battle between you and me is not over yet."
"I will go look for you during the Qingming Festival."
The first sentence is Gao Shulu.
The second sentence is Wang Xianzhi.
While Yu Liancheng was pondering these two sentences, there was a loud sound of steps on the White Jade Square.
From the east, west and south, the Royal Forest Army broke in in force and surrounded Yulian City.
At the same time, masters such as Gu Jiantang, Chen Zhibao, Jianzhong Ancestor, and Qingci Prime Minister Zhao Danping arrived and sealed off the surrounding areas of Yulian City. Only Master Liu Hao remained by the emperor's side to prevent any unexpected events.
Yu Liancheng raised his head, looked around, waved his sleeves and said, "My play is over, you don't need to worry about me. Cao Qingyi is standing there, go and crush him."
But Cao Guanzi chuckled and said: "Mr. Murong is the opera singer now, let Cao be a spectator for a while,"
Yu Liancheng changed the subject and said: "I wonder if Cao Qingyi has ever heard of a sentence, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, why don't we join forces and bring the Zhao family to a swarm today. The emperor takes turns, when you come to my house today, the little girl next to you With your status as empress, I support her in being a talker."
Cao Qingyi smiled and said nothing.
Princess Xichu next to her secretly made a face to Yu Liancheng.
"Emperor Murong Tong, look at the sword!!" Worried that Yu Liancheng would say something treacherous again, Gu Jiantang directly pulled out the sword from his waist.
This sword is called "Nan Hua" and is in the collection of the Dongyue Imperial Palace. It is true to say that it is a talisman sword. It has been blessed by layers of talismans by the Taoist masters of East Vietnam. It is famous all over the world and has become a "talisman sword" together with the Wudang Talisman Sword Shentu. Double symbol".
The sword came out with wind and thunder.
Fang Cun Lei, which originally only bloomed when the sword was sheathed, bloomed with purple light when the sword was released, sweeping towards Emperor Murong Tong.
Chen Zhibao, who was wearing a red python suit, fired his gun, turning the plums from green to purple, and then the gun shot out like a dragon, with the force of the Guangling River rushing into the sea.
White horse, silver gun, plum wine, who can compete with you in the world?
Although this white-robed soldier immortal did not inherit the fate of Monk Nagarjuna and become a saint of the three religions as he did in the original route. But one’s cultivation should also not be underestimated.
The ancestor of the Wu family waved his sleeve, and the eight hundred Wu family flying swords were mighty and mighty, covering Yulian City like dark clouds, piercing the sky, and shooting away.
Zhao Danping, who was a master of the immortal style, turned his palm, and a small sword appeared in his palm. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood on the small sword. The small sword was dyed red and turned into a red light and shot towards Yulian City.
"One wave is over and another is rising again." Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, and his palms fluttered like butterflies in the light of swords and gun shadows. Chen Zhibao and Gu Jiantang suddenly felt that their good friend who had been with them for more than ten years was lost. Accurately, everyone went to the side.
Ding!
Fu Dao Nanhua and Silver Spear Plum Wine clashed together.
The square-inch thunder exploded, and a thunder light shone.
Chen Zhibao retreated continuously, his robes were scorched black by lightning, he was vomiting blood, his hair was smoking, and he was in a miserable state. No matter how he looked, he did not look like a soldier in white.
Gu Jiantang was a little better, but he was almost stabbed in the chest by the plum wine, and he still had lingering fears.
Then, Yu Liancheng punched out again, the space in front of him shook, eight hundred flying swords shattered inch by inch, blood spilled from the corner of the Wu family's ancestor's mouth, and his face turned pale.
Finally, Murong Shuangkui flicked his finger again, and it happened to hit the blood-stained small sword that was no more than three inches away from his chest. The small sword flew back and pierced Zhao Danping's chest. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Originally, I just planned to go to the theater, but people pay attention to etiquette. You will be in the first grade of junior high school, and I will be in the fifteenth grade. So..."
Yu Liancheng opened his palm, and a bead the size of a grain of rice appeared in his palm.
"I also want to give you the Zhao family a gift."
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ps: Ahem, I touched it yesterday and completed 8,000 today.
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