The straight blade stood up, and the sharp edge seemed to cut the middle-aged man in half.
"etc!"
The middle-aged man shouted anxiously, how could he expect it? Mo Xiao didn't say anything and just started to take action.
"I am Zhao, the lord of Kunzhou City..."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Xiao's knife had already arrived.
Before becoming the Lord of the Sword Sect, his name in the world was Kuai Dao Mo Xiao.
Therefore, few people can match the speed of his sword.
"clang!"
To Mo Xiao's surprise, two cold arrows struck from the side, blocking his knife.
Two men in armor, each holding a bow, rode in front of the two flanking armies.
Mo Xiao paused slightly and looked to both sides.
"I didn't expect that there are experts like you in the army."
These two people already have Kuofu-level skills.
"The military camp is really a place to train people. Someday, I will let my few incompetent juniors also practice."
He spoke very lightly, and until this moment, he still didn't pay attention to the vast army.
middle-aged man furious
"Mo Xiao, I know that you are highly skilled in martial arts and are not afraid of my army of 100,000, but this Taixuan Mountain cannot withstand the crushing force of my army!"
"Bring it up!"
He shouted loudly, and the soldiers in front of the formation separated. A young man in ragged clothes was escorted up by two soldiers.
Mo Xiao looked directly at the young man, and then his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Cheng Feng!"
There are usually two mountain guarding disciples in front of the mountain gate of Daomen, but he only met one on the mountain path just now. The other mountain guarding disciple named Cheng Feng has been caught by the other side at this moment.
The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth curved slightly, and his eyes gradually got rid of panic and became confident.
He patted the dust on his body, then slowly raised his hand, waved it lightly, and said
"Let the person go."
There was a commotion among the soldiers behind them.
The two soldiers hesitated for a moment before letting Cheng Feng go.
A trace of doubt flashed in Mo Xiao's eyes.
The middle-aged man dismounted and saluted Mo Xiao.
"Lord Mo, let's talk now."
Mo Xiao sneered, soldiers surrounded Taixuan, how could such an arrogant move be easily exposed.
"Snapped!"
The cold blade was directly placed on the middle-aged man's neck.
"City Lord!"
The soldiers behind him shouted urgently, and they all drew their swords and wanted to move forward.
The middle-aged man waved his hand and looked directly at Mo Xiao, showing no sign of panic.
"Can we talk now?"
Mo Xiao said coldly
"Tell me why you're here."
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and slowly relaxed his body.
I saw that he had his hands behind his back, but behind his back, his fingers were constantly moving.
The general behind him had sharp eyes, and he could see through the middle-aged man's intentions at a glance.
The general winked at the people next to him, and then, among the army, a scout silently retreated from the army, using the cover of the army in front to rush towards the flank.
But I heard the middle-aged man say
"I am Zhao Yuchun, the lord of Kunzhou City."
Mo Xiao raised his head slightly and said disapprovingly
"so what?"
Facing Mo Xiao's contempt, Zhao Yuchun was not angry. After all, the person in front of him was one of the seven masters in the world.
"The reason why I led my army this time is not to fight against Lord Mo, but to form an alliance with Lord Mo."
Mo Xiao's eyes moved slightly
"An alliance? Our Daomen does not need to form an alliance with anyone."
Zhao Yuchun smiled and said
"What Lord Mo said is not true. Now that Penglai is born, the world is in turmoil. Although Lord Mo is one of the seven people in the world, facing the oppression of Penglai's army, he is just a chicken and a dog. In these troubled times, if we don't seek allies Protect each other, who can guarantee that they will be safe and sound?"
Mo Xiao remained unmoved
"Even so, I should form an alliance with Chang'an, or Jiange Jiajiazhuang. As for you... hum!"
The soldiers behind him were indignant when they saw Mo Xiao despising them so much.
"What is there to be angry about? Where did Lord Mo make a mistake? Can you stop the Penglai army or defeat Lord Mo?"
Zhao Yuchun turned his head and poured a basin of cold water on the hearts of the soldiers.
Then, he turned back, looked at Mo Xiao, and spoke impassionedly
"Of course you are not forming an alliance with me alone. I represent the city lords of the eighteen states in the world!"
"Daomen has been the leader of the southern martial arts community for thousands of years. Now the world has changed drastically. Lord Mo can see the seriousness of the situation better than I can."
"The ancient city of Penglai in the Central Plains appears, and an army of stone men attacks the world."
"To the east of Youzhou, the twelfth floor is ready to move."
"Above Kunlun in the west, Mo Bei alone dominates all the warriors in the world. He became the Grand Master three years ago. Besides, he is a fellow disciple with Chang An and has a sword pavilion behind him. How can you compare with Lord Mo?"
"Let's talk about the Chang family in Qingzhou. One of the two brothers is famous all over the world, and the other is even an immortal. Last month, the battle in the realm of gods was famous all over the world. Doesn't Lord Mo not know about it? The Chang family has already given birth to a A master in the realm of gods, does Lord Mo really think that Chang An is willing to form an alliance with Daomen?"
Mo Xiao sneered.
"Even so, what advantage do you have? Even if the eighteen states in the world form an alliance, they are just local chickens and dogs."
Zhao Yuchun said
"The alliance between the Eighteen States is nothing, but what if our leader is the future Lord of Penglai City?"
"What!"
Mo Xiao's expression changed dramatically, and the knife in his hand trembled, almost slitting Zhao Yuchun's throat. However, he finally stopped his hand, and a thin blood mark was cut on Zhao Yuchun's neck.
The corners of Zhao Yuchun's mouth turned up slightly.
"You heard it right. After the alliance leader takes over Penglai, the eighteen states will be divided into the world. Of course, the Daomen can also expand its territory and become the first sect in the new dynasty."
Mo Xiao didn't listen to a word of Zhao Yuchun's remaining words. Just taking over Penglai was already a fantasy. He only thought that Zhao Yuchun was a madman.
"I only say this once, take your people and get out!"
Mo Xiao said coldly, he had no patience to listen to the other party's nonsense anymore.
Penglai appeared in the world, and the Stone Army attacked the world. People from all walks of life rushed to help defend the city. Naturally, his Dao Sect also lost people, so he knew the terror of the Stone Army.
If it weren't for Liang Gong's concentrated gunpowder, I'm afraid the human army would have been defeated long ago. Even so, it was just struggling to hold on.
Under such circumstances, it is naturally impossible to take control of Penglai.
Hearing this, Zhao Yuchun spread his hands helplessly
"Okay, negotiation failed."
Then he waved back
"Withdraw troops!"
Mo Xiao was stunned. Are you withdrawing now?
What surprised him even more was that the 100,000 troops surrounding Taixuan Mountain actually withdrew just like that.
Looking at the troops leaving in a mighty manner, Zhao Yuchun said helplessly
"I can't help it. My life is in Lord Mo's hands. I don't want to die so early."
Immediately, he also rode away.
Mo Xiao's eyes changed several times, not wanting to understand what the other party wanted to do. After all the effort and effort, there was no way he could withdraw his troops so easily.
"Cheng Feng, go tell the brothers on the mountain to be on guard. Starting today, the number of disciples guarding the mountain will increase to ten."
"yes!"
On the same day, Youzhou.
In the courtyard, Chang An was using his internal power to heal Wan Chaoyang's injuries.
"Ahem..."
Wan Chaoyang slowly opened his eyes and found that he was sitting cross-legged in the backyard. He felt a pair of palms pressing against his back, and strong internal force was being fed into his body from those palms.
"Do not move."
Wan Chaoyang wanted to turn around, but was stopped by Chang An behind him.
After another stick of incense, Chang An slowly retracted his palm after feeling the internal force behind him gradually weakening.
"call."
Chang An let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and showed a pleased expression on his face.
"But it exhausted me."
Wan Chaoyang said gratefully
"Brother Chang An, you saved my life again."
Chang An waved his hand
"Between you and me, there is no need to be so polite."
Wan Chaoyang immediately asked
"How is Brother Zhou?"
Chang An's eyes dimmed, and then he looked into the distance. On the grass in the backyard, there was a small slope in the distance.
Wan Chaoyang followed his gaze and saw a wooden sign standing in front of the slope.
He walked forward with difficulty and saw the following words engraved on the wooden sign:
Tomb of Zhou Ziheng.
Wan Chaoyang's head lowered and he stood in front of the slope in silence for a long time.
"Brother Zhou, I failed to protect you..."
Chang An stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and comforted him.
"Brother Wan, this is not your fault."
"Those kids!"
Wan Chaoyang suddenly thought of those children.
"That day, someone tampered with the outside of the compound. Someone set up a barrier to capture those children!"
Wan Chaoyang's statement is basically in line with Chang An's previous guess.
"Do you know what that barrier is for?"
Wan Chaoyang's eyes showed a look of horror, and his face turned pale.
"Memory! After those children were pushed into the barrier, I only looked at each other with one of them, and a strange and complete memory appeared in my mind!"
“It felt like I was that person and lived that person’s life!”
Chang An held his chin with his right hand and pondered for a moment. The same thing happened when he saw Qing Qing in the Snake Tower that day.
"Is the attacker really the owner of the building?"
Wan Chaoyang nodded and said
"That should be correct. Regardless of his body shape or martial arts skills, that person is almost the same as the owner of the building."
Chang An nodded and said
"There is a rumor in the world that the owner of the building is proficient in eighteen kinds of weapons, and his martial arts skills cover all the world's martial arts, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, fists, palms, fingers and claws. Brother Wan has fought against the owner of the building twice. I don't know what he thinks."
Wan Chaoyang smiled bitterly
"My experience is, don't be his enemy."
Chang An was shocked and then joked:
"It's really rare for someone as open-minded as Brother Wan to be so scared."
"Brother Chang An, what are you going to do next?"
Chang An heard the words and meditated for a moment.
"I have some ideas, but I still need proof."
he asked again
"Is the Youzhou Competition on August 15th?"
Wan Chaoyang was stunned and said
"It is indeed August 15th, but with everything in such chaos, how can there be any Youzhou Competition?"
While talking, there was a faint noise outside the compound.
"what happened?"
Wan Chaoyang stood up.
"Where did so many people come from?"
The two looked at each other and hurried out.
In the past, Youzhou City was desolate no matter where it was, and you could hardly meet anyone walking on the street.
Today, it was as if they were in a city in another state, hearing the noise of crowds gathering, which was really rare.
The two walked out of the compound, only to see a large crowd gathering at the end of the road.
Everyone gathered near the wall, as if they were watching something.
"What are you looking at!"
The shorter children stood on the outside and looked in hard.
Chang An and Wan Chaoyang looked at each other.
But he saw that among the crowd, there were actually young children, both men and women, wearing old clothes, and the clothes were full of patches.
It seems that the oldest one is probably only twenty years old.
"I have never seen so many people before. I really didn't know that there were so many young people in Youzhou City."
Chang An was a little surprised.
Wan Chaoyang also nodded slightly.
"At a rough glance, there must be hundreds of people."
"It's really strange that such a state town dominated by young people should look so desolate."
Chang An said.
The two walked side by side to the outside, and Chang An gently patted the child who was pushing hard inside.
"What's going on here?"
The child was squeezing in and was disturbed. He turned around and glared.
"It's up to you..."
Just as he was about to curse, he saw Chang An holding a silver coin in his hand and looking at him with a smile.
The child suddenly beamed with joy, grabbed the money, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Oh!"
He accidentally clicked his teeth, but he smiled even happier.
"The list has been posted on the twelfth floor."
Chang On Road
"What's the purpose of posting a list?"
"I don't know about that. I'm just going to see it."
Wan Chaoyang frowned and said
"There are so many people here, we can't squeeze in."
Chang An smiled
"It's not simple yet."
As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of silver from his arms and threw it far away.
"Hey, who dropped the silver?"
With the crisp and sweet sound of silver hitting the ground, the crowd suddenly became confused and rushed towards the silver.
"mine!"
"this is mine!"
…
Wan Chaoyang shook his head and smiled.
"It's true that money can make all the difference."
After a while, the place was empty. The two came to the wall. There was a list posted on the wall. The content was very simple. The general meaning was that on August 15th, everyone in Youzhou could participate in the Youzhou Competition.
"Interesting. Could it be that the owner of the building came back to life after his death and came to host the Youzhou Competition? But even so, why would he deal with his own people?"
Chang An looked at the list with interest.
Wan Chaoyang was even more surprised and said
"Brother Chang An, you are really right. We really want to hold the Youzhou Competition."
Chang An turned his gaze to the distance. At this moment, Youzhou City was busier than ever.
All over the twelfth floor, residents who were unable to leave their homes ran out onto the street.
"That's great. I've been practicing hard for a year, and finally it's another competition. This time I will win the first floor!"
In the Longlou area, a young man broke out of the door, his muscular body exposed, and looked contemptuously at the crowd gathered in the distance.
"A group of miscellaneous soldiers are worthy of participating in the competition."
"Ah!"
The young man shouted loudly, alarming everyone in the distance.
"Kuofu level!"
Everyone was horrified.
"Isn't that Liu Suifeng who failed last year? Last year he was still one step away from the Kuofu level. Unexpectedly, he has already crossed that threshold this year."
"I heard that his golden bell has become invulnerable. It is comparable to a master-level internal strength wall. He will definitely compete for the master of the first floor this year."
Horse building.
Residents are watching the announcement.
"Who pushed me!"
Someone suddenly felt a strong force pushing him away and was cursing angrily.
But he was horrified to find that there was a person walking from the crowd. Wherever he passed, everyone retreated, as if there was an invisible wall of energy that separated others from him.
"Zong... Grandmaster!"
The man swallowed his saliva, and everyone was silent when they heard the words.
A master-level expert actually appeared!
But they saw that the man was carrying a big knife, and his sharp edge was exposed. At a casual glance, everyone felt as if they had been struck by a long knife, and they stood there dumbfounded!
The man looked at the list and his mouth moved slightly.
"it's time."
Rabbit House
At this time, there were even people starting to fight on the street.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Two hidden weapons passed by each other and shot at the two people facing each other.
The two figures had excellent body skills and turned over to avoid the hidden weapons aimed at them.
They are indeed two dolls about ten years old.
"Hmph! I haven't seen you for a year, but you still only know how to use hidden weapons."
"Why don't you?"
The two refused to give in to each other, and dozens of hidden weapons were going back and forth in mid-air.
But at this moment, an invisible pressure appeared on the street, and the expressions of the two dolls suddenly changed.
"who!"
The two of them felt short of breath almost at the same time.
A slender figure walked between the two people.
He stretched out his slender jade fingers and held two flying knives between them.
The jade fingers intertwined, and with a slight flick of the delicate wrist, the two flying knives penetrated directly into the eyebrows of the two dolls at a speed that was difficult to follow with the naked eye!
"Grandmaster..."
One of them looked at the slender woman in disbelief and fell straight down.
At this time, in Youzhou City, for some reason, a large number of masters have emerged, including more than one master-level master who is rare in the world!
A white shadow stood quietly on the top of the Dragon Tower, watching the crowds of people moving below.
After a while, it disappeared again.
