In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since the hundred birds gathered, and the group still went north as usual. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Along the way, more or less, I met robbers and robbers blocking the road, a gang of up to hundreds of people, and as few as twenty or thirty thieves blocking the road.

During this period, Tianyou carefully observed their martial arts attainments, and gave them a rough ranking, the strongest is the white-haired Xing Lao, followed by the drunken third Zhu Liting, this person does not drink martial arts mediocre, once he drinks into a state of chaos, Xing and Xing Boss have a fight, the second surname Zhong is in his thirties and slightly thin, but there is a lot of elegance, one hand is holding an iron fan, the strength is not to be underestimated, good at using hidden weapons to keep the mind to the extreme, and then there is the ten sisters they said in their mouths, the three-foot long sword in their hands with Yun Rou swordsmanship, the power is not small and elegant, and the woman is also a perfect match for this kind of swordsmanship, It is said that it is the personal disciple of a certain senior famous teacher, Tianyou saw that this woman was not much older than himself, and he was amazed by such extraordinary skills, although the other people's personal strength was slightly inferior to the former, but they were also first-class masters, especially the two couples who were proficient in joint attack, and they were unique.

To deal with such a thief in the carriage of God, from beginning to end did not make a move, only occasionally at the invitation of everyone, for everyone to play a song, but unfortunately there will never be a hundred birds gathering wonders again, but the song is still the same into the ear, around the beam for three days for nothing but it.

In fact, Tianyou also thought that if he didn't put this matter on the table, he would have arrived in Yunguo so peacefully, but with his current strength as an immortal cultivator, he was naturally not afraid of any top masters in the world.

But the heavens do not follow people's wishes, and there are always some troublesome things.

On this very day, as soon as the riders pulled the reins, all the horses stopped and the axles of the carriage stopped rolling.

Tianyou, who was sitting inside, moved in his heart, "Could it be that another robber and robber came to intercept him?"

I saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, and he sensed that not far ahead, there were nine people standing under a big tree, one in front and eight in the back, looking unkind.

Xiao Ying'er raised the curtain of the car with one hand and asked, "What's the matter with Brother Zhao, why did everyone stop?" She naturally didn't know, a few uninvited guests came in front, and asked the young man who was driving the car with a somewhat puzzled tone.

With this, Tianyou naturally looked at the nine people in front, the front was an ordinary middle-aged man, and the eight people in the back, four men and four women, all young and handsome, each carrying a golden light, which made people know that it was an extraordinary sword at a glance.

The young man surnamed Zhao smiled bitterly, and then replied: "This will be troublesome, there are a few not simple characters in front of you." After speaking, the right hand holding the whip pointed to the nine people thirty or forty feet away in front of him.

Xiao Ying'er didn't know who they were, and her eyes looked at the place where the young man was pointing, and her face was surprised.

"Who are they?" Tianyou was not moved at all, but asked lightly.

"Wu Liangguo, the first sword master. The answer was a middle-aged man riding a horse next to the carriage.

The leader in front of him looks to be in his thirties, with a green silk head and a face like a crown of jade, a green robe that is not light and indecent, and his appearance looks like a martial artist with excellent swordsmanship, but he can't match it at all, but he has a bit of a bookish atmosphere.

The first sword saint of Wuliang country, in Wuliang is a legendary figure, eight years old by a famous teacher, ten years of martial arts is not under the first-class master, then the idea of wandering alone, in the master permission to go out, at the age of eighteen years, challenging the top of the major schools, has not fallen behind.

Even a few years later, on a famous mountain in Wuliang, each major sect had the world's first sword conference, this person with extremely high swordsmanship, defeated the top figures of each major sect in a row, and was undefeated, so far he won the title of Wuliang's first sword saint.

Later, for some reason, he worked for the Wuliang royal family, and after a period of time, he lived in the royal family and did not appear in various places, but the rest of the prestige left behind is still remembered by many people.

This time, the Wuliang royal family did not give up, and actually sent him to intercept it, and the old man Xing and his party knew that the people who came this time were very different, and they couldn't help but mention the spirit of ten out of ten.

"Wuliang No. 1 Sword Saint, is it very powerful?" Tianyou asked lightly.

The young man surnamed Zhao turned his head and glanced at him with surprised eyes, then he was relieved, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Lin doesn't know about this First Sword Saint, that's understandable, when he became famous, Brother Lin and I were still children! ”

"Brother Lin, let me tell you, the eight people standing behind him are his disciples, they can be called the Wuliang Sword Saint sitting down the Eight Servant Sword, when we went to the imperial capital to find the prince and the county lord Ying'er, Zhu Sange was once in a wine shop, drunk and faced one of them, and it was only a mediocre battle, if the eight of them were together, I don't know if they could survive three rounds, let alone the first sword saint. The young man surnamed Zhao, who was driving the car, whispered a rough comparison of the other party's strength.

The breeze blew gently, and the sword saint green robe in front of him fluttered slightly with the wind, his hands behind his back, and his eyes looked at the front lightly.

"Master, let a few apprentices take care of these small roles, so you don't have to bother with Master. A person behind him took a step forward and said to the Sword Saint playfully.

"Don't worry, if you are walking outside, without knowing the details of the other party, it is best not to act rashly with conceit, so as not to suffer unnecessary losses. The middle-aged man just glanced at him lightly, reminding him indifferently that it was obvious that the relationship between their master and apprentice was not very good.

The man walked back with great disdain.

"Ye Jushi, Your Excellency is the No. 1 Sword Saint of Wuliang, why did you come to embarrass us. A loud voice came, and everyone present heard it clearly, and it was the leader of the old man Xing who spoke.

"Entrusted by others, I had to come, Beiyuan Xing Lao, I'm sorry. The Sword Saint, who was called Ye Jushi, arched his hand and spoke lightly, his voice was not very loud, but everyone heard it clearly.

"This little bit of decay can make the layman so concerned, and he will die without regrets, but please wait a little longer, and let the old man say a few words to his brother!"

This time, Ye Jushi on the other side did not speak, but just raised his hand with one hand and motioned for the other party to please.

Old Man Xing bowed his hand, then dismounted, and walked in the direction of the carriage, and several people on horseback also dismounted one after another and gathered towards the carriage.