The confrontation didn't have to be long, because Lin Tian's army outside the city had already begun to move. Yuecheng has urgently collected the investigator troops of the county associations to the headquarters of the city associations to block Lin Tian on the front line of Dacheng Road in the urban area. Now in the Dragon's Tooth Theater two kilometers away, you can hear the loud sound caused by the battle of high-level martial spirits. If Zhao Yu wanted to be king, he had to make these thousands of soul merchants submit.

I looked at the people who should be following me now. They relaxed a little at this time, hugged Lin Jie with those boxes and came out, reoccupied the rest area, and confronted Zhao Yu and the others on the stage. Zhao Yu glanced at them and said, "What, isn't Guo Qian here?"

Tan Bolinjie and the others were all pale and didn't know what to do, only Liu Wanshan shook his hand and laughed drunkly, and his words were drunk: "Zhao Yu, can't even you see it?" hahaha······ You grew up together in Qing County, you are the opposite, Lin Jie is a lover, can't you see it······" He did drink a little too much, maybe a little bit angry. Since he realized that the general standing upstairs with a knife was me, he naturally heard the suspicion in my words.

"How can I not recognize it?" Zhao Yu raised his hand and pointed at me, "I can recognize that face until I die, but I can't believe that he actually learned his father to become a martial spirit in order to deal with me." ”

"Guo Qian, is it really you? You promise me!" Lin Jie rushed out and took a few steps closer to me, hoarsely speaking. The eyes of the besieged soul merchants in the hall and the besieging soul warriors were immediately seized by her, and then they all looked at her with the same question in their hearts. It's just that they should only ask, "Is it really you?" but not "You promise me". I'm sorry, Lin Jie, I'd better not go to see you. Because I've got enough strength tonight, it's likely, I mean it's very likely I'm going to do it to your father.

That night, the fire that broke out in the middle of the mountain made it impossible for me to forgive him even the slightest. How I want to be like Liu Yufei hanging in the air, shooting at him, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

"Zhao Yu, you are too wrong. Even if you win, you're just the second Lin Tian. I jumped down like a ball of light falling to the ground, sending a golden ripple from the tip of my boot. Ripples rippled across the floor of the hall, lifting thousands of soul masters lightly and pushing them straight to the front of the stage. The blue fish will take out the sword, and slash out a sword qi along the front edge of the stage, just as it meets my ripples, the yin qi grinds and dissolves, and the purple mist rises like a cloud. It's as if there's a big pan of oil on the fire, and you splash a basin of water over it, raising a mist and exploding open flames.

"Zilong, just hold the last picture scroll and just stand and look at it. I clutched the long knife and walked around the crowd, my eyes aimed at Zhao Yu and the blue-fish-like generals, my shoulders brushed over Lin Jie, and her waterfall-like soft hair was raised.

As I skimmed past her, a strand of hair caught my bare neck. It is often said that hair is tactile, but it is not known whether it can transmit temperature. If she could, would Lin Jie feel a me as cold as an iron cellar? As I skimmed over her, my back ran cold for no reason, as if something had stabbed it with hatred. Hate me, Lin Jie, no matter how much you want to warm me and melt my heart, I will form an indissolable ice shell for you. You never understood me, just as I don't understand you today. My heart will no longer be hot for you, only for justice.

"Guo Qian. ”

Your voice is soft, even when you are sad and sad, it is so gripping. How many times, how many days, bathed in your warmth, I am like swimming in the spring water of a river! But that Guo Qian is no longer there, and that coward-like guy will bend his waist for you and submit to the Martial King.

Bluefish held the sword in both hands and tucked it up to the end of my neck, and I think it must have been aimed at my throat. I know he's fast, but he's pathetic slow in my eyes. Yin Qi flowed out of the cracks in his armor, rearranged from the general form of purple into a regular, his own eye color. The blue light was faintly like the sea, swimming like a whale and a dragon, converging on the wrist bones and gathering at the end of the sword.

Tws –

His sword slid against my abdomen, cutting through my brilliance, and for a moment, I was no longer so dazzling.

I am a dragon with golden scales. I have the form of light that Lian Po does not have, more brilliant than pure gold, and I am infinitely radiant.

"Hundred dynasties and generations······ Are you one of them?" When he said this, he turned his head, and the red thread became two, each on each side. Although the two red threads are one long and one short, they will soon converge to his chin and form a knot.

"Dadong, Guo Qian. I pulled out my long knife and took out a bit of his soul blood and sprinkled it in the air, falling under the stage. My body and my sword are as clean as the sun and the moon, and they have not been stained with any black stain. I stood in front of Zhao Yu, using my own light to break through the thick black smoke rising between us. The blue fish's body quickly disintegrated, dissipating from the corners and wounds in it, until it returned to nature, turning into yin qi and returning to heaven and earth, circulating without rest.

There was fear in Zhao Yu's eyes. When Lian Po killed his military general Bai Qi, he never showed this expression. The prince had just humiliated me, and had resorted to several insidious schemes with me.

"How do you get the power······ Is it the legendary soul arresting technique?" Zhao Yu thought that others were about to die, even if he opened the remaining few silver-gray shading scrolls, it would be useless. He could see clearly that I was a well-deserved god general, even if I was not good at martial arts, I could destroy his entire army with my powerful yin qi and strength. But he was not convinced, he thought that what he lacked was just a soul trap.

"The power of the Soul Trap is much more powerful than that. My father used the Soul Trapping Technique to transform himself into a Peng Bird and flew up to the Nine Heavens. I said, "I just borrowed Lian Po's soul core, assimilated seven Lian Po martial souls, and reached the god level." ”

God-level. The two of us stood on the stage as if we were performing a well-choreographed play. The crowd in the audience was boiling, and they were no longer pressed by Zhao Yu's subordinates, and those who had just defected quickly changed their minds. Out of the corner of my eye, I glimpsed that when I heard the word "god-level", many people secretly clenched the quotation board in their hands, and almost had to write a five-digit number.

Tan Bo and Liu Wanshan hugged each other and walked over. Sun Yiqun was even more stunned, rushed to me, stretched out his hand to hook my golden boot and said, "Guo Qian, you have the strength, you can relieve the siege of the Municipal Association!" Then, he turned to the thousands of soul masters, took out the square little notebook in his pocket, and opened it, "Official member of the National Soul Master Association, investigator of the Yuecheng City Branch Association, Sun Yiqun! ”

In fact, Sun Yiqun is not a fox and a fake tiger. Anyone who enters the martial soul trade, the soul merchants have long been mentally prepared to be arrested and prosecuted by the investigators of the association. They are usually afraid of investigators, not to mention that on an occasion like today, when people are tired, they have just been threatened and intimidated by Zhao Yu. Sun Yiqun held the small square book and paced left and right in front of the crowd: "Dadong, Guo Qian." Do you know that he is the grandson of the first martial emperor Guo Qingqiu? Do you know that he is the son of the first generation of martial heroes Guo Jiangye? You are finally afraid! Let me tell you, as long as there are such figures in the national association, no martial king will be able to enter the middle city and take the imperial seal! He is eighteen years old, do you know? I have all disarmed and stood in line! The stalls here are exactly 24 rows and 24 columns, and there are 16 people around each of your stalls!" Sun Yiqun was impassioned, and the decency that saved him could shock many people. The soul merchants looked at me and saw only the side of my cold face.

"Guo Qian, are you really willing to give your whole life to the association? Guo Dongshan asked me this question two years ago, of course, he was talking about whether I was willing to contribute my strength to the association, and he said that I might be the one who buried the martial soul era. Zhao Yu smiled wickedly and shook his head frantically, "I was better than you from the beginning, and it was like this from the beginning, that's why the emperor fell in love with me and didn't like you at all." ”

"Recently, have you seen Yu Si? No one can see you, what do you say? I dropped the knife and took it back, drawing a streamer in the air, "She has become the key to the martial soul era, and the end of the avenue is lit up, and she can see it." It's going to be over in our generation. Zhao Yu, let everything go back to the past. In the era when there is no martial spirit, we can also prove our worth through hard work and live a happy life. We didn't need the strength of this kind of fighting. Today, if you are willing to give up all the generals, I will let you go. ”

"What if I don't want to?" his eyes were like a dream, "If I don't want to, will you kill me? Because your knife won't stain blood, will you kill me? Don't be self-righteous Guo Qian, you're still not strong enough." Compared to the Liangjiang Martial King Cheng Wufu, you can only be regarded as a beautiful long feather - he wants to dip you in ink, you are a pen!"

He walked straight to the second shelf, the third shelf, tore off the two scrolls, and held the hard shafts at the ends of the scrolls in his left and right hands, holding them high, but still unable to make them completely instantaneous. Both scrolls were prepared for the auction, several meters long, and were laid out at my feet.

"Guo Qian, you are just like them now, sooner or later, if you don't die in battle, you will be included in such a picture scroll. As he spoke, Zhao Yu put the two paintings together, found a head from the top, and tore them with a clatter. The painting was very long, and he could only tear it a few dozen centimeters at a time, and it took him four times to tear the scroll roughly into two ends. The figure of the general painted on it gradually faded, and quietly escaped with the black smoke that came out of the gloomy place.

I watched him tear it up, my heart tightening for the madness. The two generals worth tens of millions of dollars had no chance to appear in a fierce battle, so they were torn apart by him crisply. I said Zhao Yu, are you going to give up just yet? You ruined two famous generals, how should you deal with me?

"If I want to win you, I have to rely on my own skills. He angrily threw away the blank pieces of paper, tied his body, and circulated yin qi, revealing a purple gold gate behind him. This portal is purple and golden, and the top of the door is surrounded by dragons. The dragon had a huge crystal clear bead in its mouth. Zhao Yu's yin qi bubbled into the portal, causing the beads to transit through the dragon's mouth, gradually filling the color with purple mist.

"My meaning, first of all, is to win you. "He's crazy.

"Definitely. "He was fascinated.