Leading the horses and carrying the scabbard, Zhang Kaifeng was dressed like a person from the rivers and lakes, and the northern city was heavily guarded, and those who entered and exited were strictly checked, beware of barbarian spies. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhang Kaifeng did not refuse to let the interrogation, only some clothes and some silver taels, and no more things were found, so he let him in.

The shops in the city are dazzling and lively, but the difference here is that everyone knows some superficial martial arts. The environment has long been people, and there are Rongdi barbarians here all the year round, so everyone is a soldier. Even in the face of so many masters who suddenly came to the rivers and lakes, these people are not afraid. Moreover, it is strictly forbidden to fight privately in the city, and there are soldiers patrolling the streets, and these soldiers all exude a bad aura, which is incomparable to ordinary soldiers.

In the face of so many outsiders suddenly came, the business of the shops in the city became booming, and the most popular was undoubtedly the weapon shop, and those Jianghu warriors all bought a large number of weapons to prepare for the battle of the Valley of the Gods. In the process of competing for the fate of heaven, a big war is inevitable, not only to face the competition of masters in the Central Plains, but also to take the opportunity to intervene.

Zhang Kaifeng led the bad horse to walk on the street, he was not in the mood to go shopping, so he directly found an inn to live in, and after telling Xiao Er not to come up and disturb him, he fell asleep.

The itinerary is still two months in a hurry, but the biggest gain is the Xie Ling he encountered, which made him integrate the demon calamity into his whole body, open the four major acupoints, and his skill skyrocketed again, and the magic sword sword moves evolved. It took him too much effort, and he was constantly enlightening along the way. I'm really tired, and now that I enter here, almost no one knows him, so I can sleep peacefully.

Two days later, he woke up full of energy, walked to the window, and looked at the warriors who kept pouring in to reject the northern city below. The oppressive atmosphere in the city will not erupt at this time, but after arriving in the Valley of the Burial Gods.

Turning his gaze to the distance, the red qi rising to the sky was where the Valley of the Burial Gods was located, and now it had been placed under martial law, and ordinary people were not allowed to approach. There is not only demonic qi in that black gas, but also a variety of evil qi mixed with ghost qi and evil qi, looking at it from a distance, Zhang Kaifeng is like a wood, motionless. He saw a picture of a shocking battle, beyond all the fierce battles in the world.

There were people fighting, and there was more than one person, rivers of blood flowing, and corpses were everywhere. In the sea of corpses and blood, one of the men attracted his attention the most, that person exuded an extremely strong aura all over his body, he was holding a sword, and the incomparable sword intent was extremely strong. He only has one sword when he comes out, and the clean and sharp blade is unstoppable. Dressed in silver-white armor and a silver-white helmet, he fought for thousands of miles, alone against thousands of troops, and defeated those who invaded.

However, after chasing thousands of miles, the man in silver-white armor encountered a strong enemy, and behind those who were defeated, a man sat on the blood throne made of skeletons, equally imposing, like an emperor, and his sharp gaze only stayed on the man in silver-white armor.

Gradually, the aura emanating from the two of them rushed into the sky, with them as the center, the clouds were scattered, the ground cracked, the stones were crushed into ashes by these two breaths, the mountains and forests were broken by their breath, and then even the roots were rolled up, and then stirred into slag on the top of their heads.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The two of them shouted angrily at the same time, their bodies were faster than lightning, the sword light was brighter than the galaxy, and the sword light of the man in black was like a black hole in the universe, extremely black, and the impact of black and white erupted with earth-shattering power. Each of their blows was enough to shatter the heavens and the earth, their speed became faster and faster, the mountains and rivers were discolored by their power, the mountains were collapsing, the rivers were diverted, and the waterfalls flowed backwards.

In the end, Zhang Kaifeng's eyes couldn't keep up, and the stronger and stronger aura pressed over, Zhang Kaifeng was like being there, and he couldn't breathe. But he wanted to watch, supported by a tenacious will. And he didn't know that he also exuded sword intent from his body, resisting those two compelling aura.

The man's sword movement in the white light is already superb, rare in the world, and the exquisite swordsmanship is superb, and it is extremely simple, without complicated moves. The body and the sword are inseparable from each other, the heart and the sword are fused, and the moves have been simplified, which is the effect that will only be achieved after mixing many moves. The sword intent on the man in silver-white armor became more powerful with the battle, and with just one sword handed, there were thousands of changes, and it was extremely domineering, and the falling sword power could destroy a thousand mountains.

The black-clothed man on the opposite side is also extremely powerful, and he has never survived with a knife. The sword is extremely domineering, his knife accommodates heaven and earth, and the majestic sword qi does not exist under his knife, he takes the sword of the man in white head-on, and constantly competes with it. The same simplification, knife skills are rare through the ages. The unpredictable sword technique is already beyond all in the world, and every slash has the power of the world.

Mougins, that battlefield erupted with a dazzling light. Zhang Kaifeng's expression changed, he let out a muffled snort in his mouth, and hurriedly closed his eyes, his face turned pale. Blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and it was a long time before he opened his eyes, but he didn't look at them again.

The staring at it unconsciously for too long just now actually made him concentrate on it and saw many illusions. He woke up with a last muffled snort, and he was slightly injured.

"What a weird fight, I actually saw it. Zhang Kaifeng smiled bitterly.

He went back to bed and crossed his knees to breathe, and it was not until the night fell that he stabilized the churning qi and blood in his body, walked out of the room, asked for something to eat, and then wandered around the street.

There are a lot of people on the streets, most of them come from the inland, come to the front line from thousands of miles away, and the way of life here is a little different from the inland, but the people are very welcoming, after all, they are all of the same race. In previous years, the northern city was very deserted, is it so lively.

And in the east of the North City, a general's mansion stood there, with a solemn atmosphere sweeping the face, a typical military arrangement. And in the mansion, a middle-aged man is upright, he is tall and straight, he is reading with his head down, he can't see his appearance clearly, a set of cold armor and war swords hanging next to him, flipping through the books, quietly listening to the reports of the people below.

"General, recently there have been a lot of martial arts people in Beicheng, what should we do. The general below asked.

The general, who kept flipping through the pages of the book, did not look up, but said calmly: "Don't pay attention to it, these martial arts people are coming for the Valley of the Burial God, you can assign some people to strengthen patrols, and those who dare to make trouble in the city will be killed, no need to ask what their identity is." There are also more people to be sent out to patrol to prevent the barbarians from sneaking up. ”

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Order-by-order orders were sent down in an orderly manner, and the officer wrote them down one by one, and then turned to leave the place, and the general's mansion was so quiet that only the sound of flipping books remained. With a snap, the general closed the book and looked up, a slight surprise on his knife-like face.

"Big brother, your son is here. ”