The silver light that cut through the sky came in an instant, and the momentum on it was thunderous, and it was invincible. The heavy sword guard was so frightened that he thought that Sun Xiang was a turtle from a small place, who knew that it would be a lore as soon as he made a move.

Don't look at it as a flash of silver light, it can't compare to the thunder and thunder of other cultivators when they fight. But none of the people here are mediocre hands, and it can be seen that this sword light is introverted, and the weather is dizzying.

But the heavy sword guard facing the sword light was bitter, and he knew that he had kicked the iron plate. I wanted to beg for mercy or abandon my sword and run away, but the whole person was cut and locked. It's like a frog being stared at by a snake and can't move.

In desperation, he gritted his teeth and fought hard, expecting the giant sword in his hand to block the blow. Fortunately, at the beginning, he cautiously stopped the door panel giant sword in front of him, which was originally the starting style of his swordsmanship, but now it has become a life-saving wall.

He still has some confidence in his heavy sword. This was the Spirit Sword that the Lord of the Slaughter City personally rewarded him with in recognition of his loyalty to Matsukawa City. This sword is powerful and indestructible, and it should block this unpredictable sword aura no matter what.

However, the anticipation of the Epee Guardian quickly turned to despair. Chopping the sky is said to be a sword, but in fact, it is Feihong Liuli and Yinyu that have been tempered and fused by Sun Xiang, removing the turnip and preserving the essence, and the remaining wisp of extremely strong sword qi.

This was definitely different from the sword qi that spread from the giant sword in the guard's hand, those were actually sword gangs, and the slash was a real flying sword.

In terms of strength level, the flying sword far surpasses the sword gang. The two collided, and the difference was immediate. The heavy sword in the guard's hand was like glass that had been hit by a bullet, shattering his bones in an instant. Slash was barely hindered and continued to slash at the guard's head.

When he was about to die, the guard had a stunned look on his face, as if he couldn't believe it.

But his immediate boss saved his life.

A jade bead flew out between him and the silver light, and the bead hung in the air emitting a faint blue light. Sun Xiang's slash in the air suddenly produced a violent aura explosion. The strange jade bead quickly turned to powder, but the heavy sword guard had already been rescued by his own superiors at this time.

"My lord, please be merciful!"

The leading cultivator guarded the heavy sword behind him with one hand, and took off the string of jade beads in the other hand to block it in front of him. There were originally six jade beads in this string, but now there are only five left.

Sun Xiang retracted his thoughts tastelessly, and returned to his sleeve with an awkward slash.

Seeing Sun Xiang accept the recruitment, the leading cultivator breathed a sigh of relief. However, Sun Xiang was surprised by his next move. I saw him turn around and kick the heavy sword guard, and scolded: "Don't kneel down yet!"

The heavy sword guard woke up from a dream and fell to his knees. Not only did he not feel hatred because Sun Xiang destroyed his weapon, but sincerely hugged his fists and begged for mercy: "The villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I hope the adults will forgive me." ”

kneeling so fast, Sun Xiang was surprised. Because generally speaking, if you can't beat you and lose face, shouldn't you find someone more powerful to beat yourself?

Let's analyze the initial plan of the head of Sun Da.

He saw the execution of civilians all the way to the sharp piles, and when he heard about the atrocities in Songhe City, the miserable situation of the civilians, he couldn't hold back it in his heart. He has a flawless plan that takes into account all aspects and is foolproof.

The plan is as follows:

The city gate provoked the guards and started fighting without saying a word.

Hack to death immediately!

The leader of the guard came to take revenge.

Hack to death on the spot!

When the guards at the head of the city heard the news, they besieged it.

Hack them all to death!

The elite of Matsukawa came out together.

Hack them all!

City Lord Tu Peng's several King Kongs all went into battle.

Hacked to death one by one!

Tu Peng himself faced the battle.

Fancy hack to death!

Such a perfect plan was severely frustrated from the beginning, and Sun Da was in a low mood. But what really made him lay down the butcher's knife was not the submission of the guards, but a dried corpse lying at his feet.

Just now, the slash and the jade bead exchanged blows, and the violent aftermath swept to several sharp piles near the city gate. One of them fell, and the top corpse landed right at Sun Xiang's feet.

The body had been dead for a long time and had long since been dried. However, his clothes are still there, and he can be seen wearing the green clothes of a cultivator.

It seems that this is a practitioner. His main acupuncture points are stuck with several long black nails.

Sun Xiang could imagine the scene at that time, this powerful cultivator was caught for some reason. In order to make him suffer even more, the cultivators of Songhe City did not kill him immediately, but used the Blood Breaking Nail to deprive him of his cultivation. Then they put him on a stake and tortured him to death.

Only then did Sun Xiang discover that the stakes near the city gate were full of the corpses of cultivators. No less than dozens of people.

Seeing the guards who were still kneeling in fear, Sun Xiang said disdainfully: "As a human being, kneeling down to heaven and earth, kneeling down to parents, are you so afraid of death?"

Unexpectedly, the guard did not feel ashamed, but replied loudly: "We, the cultivators of Songhe, do not kneel to heaven and earth, and do not kneel to our parents. ”

Sun Xiang Daqi: "Then what are you kneeling for?"

The guard stretched out his hand and pointed to the four big characters on the head of the city gate, Sun Xiang looked back, and it was written uprightly:

The strong are respected!

"We kneel the strong!"

The strong are respected, this is the iron law of Songhe, and it is also the heavenly principle that they recognize. Of course, the main reason why this heavy sword guard knelt so fast was to slap Sun Xiang.

The value of Songhe Castle as the respect for the strong has deeply attracted many powerful cultivators. These practitioners had long been impatient to protect civilians, so they came here one after another.

The heavy sword guard thought that Sun Xiang had also come to defect to the city slaughterer. Sun Xiang's strength is eye-opening, and he will inevitably be valued by the city lord and become a real human being. And he provoked Sun Xiang today, thinking that he would be retaliated against one day.

So it's better to kneel quickly and ask for forgiveness from this strong man.

Sun Xiang didn't know his crooked thoughts, and he didn't bother to guess. "The strong are honored...... "He pondered for a moment, gestured to the dry bones at his feet, and asked, "Who are these?"

It was the leading guard who answered him, of course, he could take Sun Xiang's blow, and theoretically he didn't need to kneel.

"These are all cultivators who have betrayed Matsukawa. The leading cultivator put away the jade bead magic weapon and took a sip, "As a cultivator, it's really shameless to help the untouchables escape!"

Sun Xiang nodded. "Understood. He instructed the stunned Huang Mao, "Go into the city and drive." ”

Huang Mao started the jeep, and the heavy sword guards behind him got up and chased after him for two steps, shouting: "My lord, the City Lord's Mansion is from this road!"

The two ignored him and entered the inner city after passing through the short passage of the city gate.

The inside and outside of the city are literally two worlds. Straight and wide streets, paved with delicate bluestone slabs. Low lanterns stand on both sides, and it is not the bulbs that illuminate the night, but the fist-sized pearls of the night.

There are very few pedestrians on the road, but most of them look leisurely. They were richly dressed and contented, and they all seemed to be resting practitioners. What the city lord Tu Peng gave to the cultivators was not only material rewards, but also spiritual enjoyment. He established this fairyland-like city for everyone to live in, and as long as there were no tasks, practitioners could move freely and not be subject to militarized management.

A beautiful river flowed quietly along the road, and the bottom of the river seemed to be paved with scattered gold, and the waves shimmered golden in the sun. The banks of the river are neatly kept, and a pavilion with a unique shape appears every other section.

Meandering water flows down from the top of the pavilion, hitting the dwarf pines that zigzag aside, and then flows into the creek, casting a hazy mist over the landscape. A young man in white clothes and sleeves knelt in the pavilion and stroked the qin, and two very young scholars stood on their sides.

It's a fairy style.

Everyone here is happy, except where the sun can't shine. Sun Xiang asked Huang Mao to stop. There were grids of rainwater on both sides of the road, and he looked down. In the darkness, human bodies could be seen crawling through it, like maggots rolling in the sludge. A pair of old eyes happened to collide with Sun Xiang's line of sight, and the owner of the eyes immediately retreated in cringe.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" asked Huang Mao as he parked the car, he was still a little far from his destination.

"Just separate here, you go about your own thing. ”

The two met by chance during their journey. Huang Mao needs a good hand on the same road to keep him safe, and Sun Da needs a driver. Now that they have arrived in Songhe City, the little fate of the two should come to an end. So here separately, it's a good choice.

It's just that for Huang Mao, there seem to be more indescribable emotions in his heart. It was not that Sun Xiang's strength made him bow down, but that by Sun Xiang's side, he seemed to have touched something more profound. He couldn't tell what it was, but he knew that this adult was unique.

He is a wandering merchant in the wilderness, and his perception is far beyond ordinary people.

"When grandpa leaves, I'll drive you again. Huang Mao looked into the distance.

Sun Xiang said unexpectedly: "You're no longer doing business? Didn't you get a batch of good goods?"

Huang Mao said: "I have a buyer for my goods, and it can be handed over in three days at most." ”

Anyway, refining yellow is a hot commodity, follow grandpa, no matter where you go, you can ship it.

Sun Xiang pondered for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "Okay, then in three days, you will wait for me at the city gate." ”

"Deling~~~"

Huang Mao happily kicked the throttle and ran away.

Sun Xiang shook his head with a smile, turned around and walked up the stairs and into the pavilion.

The man in white who stroked the qin seemed to be unaware, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was completely immersed in the melody and couldn't extricate himself. He was dressed in white and snowy, his hair was like ebony, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyebrows were like a sharp sword, and his fingers on the strings were slender and stable.

If it is placed in ancient times, such a handsome person can be called the appearance of Yushu Linfeng Chenning. In modern times, everyone has no culture and can't think of any wonderful words, so they call them male gods.

But no matter whether he is Pan An or a male god, Sun Da is a proper straight man. He walked in here not to covet the beauty of this white-clothed man, but to be invited.

Just now Sun Xiang was sitting in Huang Mao's car, and this person invited him with the sound of the piano. The head of Sun Da was a little interested in this, after all, it was rare to encounter such an elegant move in these years.

Sun Xiang has always hoped that the people around him will do things in a bit of style, for example, if you have something to find him, you can fold a paper crane to send a letter. What does Ridiculous Moon do every time she looks for him?

The walkie-talkie is yelling...... It's really not style-conscious!

So since it's rare to meet a guy with a bit of style, let's see what he has to say.