"What a great majesty, Su Hanshan, come, try it on me!"

The beggar, who looked extremely sloppy, appeared out of thin air in the ruins in front of the Qianjin Building, standing on a piece of rubble, and looked up at Wang Tian.

Such a person, no matter how you look at it, will not be on the side of the master.

But he stood up with a big grin, grinned, and looked at the sword god in the sky.

Call it by its name, Su Hanshan!

Who is Su Hanshan...... Probably every martial artist in the imperial capital Yancheng has heard of his name.

At a very young age, his deeds were told over and over again by his elders.

He is the pride of the Yanwu Dynasty, he is an existence living in myths and legends, like thunder, but few people have seen the real body.

But the moment he appeared, he held the long sword in his arms and raised his eyebrows, but he scared off the Blood Eagle Legion.

There is no need to guess his identity, except for the sword god Su Hanshan and the imperial capital Yancheng, there is no one who has this strength.

His portrait has been seen by many people.

But when he saw his true face, he did not dare to exclaim, for fear of blaspheming him.

Especially the swordsmen present, they were already excited, and they felt their blood boiling just by seeing each other. There are even many people who kneel down to worship, just because he is the sword god Su Hanshan!

thought that when he appeared, the wedding of the eldest prince would definitely be in Baoding.

But who knows, just like that, a beggar appeared out of thin air, calling him by his name, with a big grin, not afraid at all.

"This ...... Who is the beggar, dare to call the name of the sword god, don't you want to die?"

"Damn, it's blasphemy against the Sword God!"

Some people were puzzled, some people didn't do it, but Su Hanshan didn't do it.

He once said that whoever dared to take a step forward, in an instant, no one dared to move. The entire Blood Eagle Legion was forced to retreat by him, but when this beggar appeared, Su Hanshan did not move.

It was strange and instantly aroused speculation.

On the top of the Qianjin Building, Xiao Chen, who was already a little desperate, saw the appearance of the beggar uncle, and suddenly a glimmer of hope swelled up.

But then, it feels incredible, too shocking.

On the other side is Su Hanshan, the sword god Su Hanshan! What confidence does the beggar uncle have to stand up.

"You're here to join in this excitement?"

But something even more incredible happened, Su Hanshan actually made a move on this beggar. The attitude between the words turned out to be a tone of talking with each other, and it exploded in an instant.

This beggar and Su Hanshan are actually old friends!

"If you can make it up, I can't make it up, hehe, if you want to make up the connection, I'm more involved than you. I didn't want to meddle in this matter, but you came out regardless of your identity, and I won't show up again, it's a little too ruthless. ”

The beggar uncle stretched out his hands, covered his face, and brushed his messy hair back.

showed a dirty face, but the smile on that face was clean and pure. It makes people feel at ease, like a spring breeze, and I can't imagine that this is a beggar's smile.

When Xiao Chen saw this scene, his heart was suddenly shocked, and his face changed slightly.

Laugh!

When I saw this beggar for the first time, I felt that this beggar's smile was somewhat familiar and exceptionally clean.

But I couldn't think much about it at the time, and now, I can see this smile again in this scene.

In Xiao Chen's mind, a name suddenly appeared, and he had to be shocked.

"Do you know who he is?" Chu Chaoyun, who was on the other side, noticed the strangeness on Xiao Chen's face, and asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Chen nodded: "I know, if I guessed correctly, I'm from the same place as you and me." ”

"Kunlun?"

"Hmm. ”

Chu Chaoyun's eyes suddenly flashed, and he looked at this beggar uncle, he really couldn't believe that it would be the person Xiao Chen said.

"A hundred years ago, I couldn't win, and now I guess I can't beat you. What do you want, say?"

Su Hanshan looked indifferent and said in a calm tone.

"That's not necessarily, in the past hundred years, I haven't made any progress, you can draw your sword and try. ”

Uncle Beggar, smiling still the same, said softly.

Wow!

In the crowd, there was an uproar, and many people were directly blinded by Su Hanshan's words.

It turned out that it was not only an old acquaintance, a hundred years ago, the two also fought each other, and Su Hanhan did not win!

"It's him!"

"I know who he is, it's the Spring Snow Knife Emperor!"

There were swordsmen present who connected Su Hanshan's words and guessed the identity of the beggar uncle.

Spring Snow Swordsman - Panhuang!

This is another myth, the swordsman who has long since faded out of everyone's sight.

Regarding his deeds, there is no more legendary than Su Hanshan!

Who would have thought that a wedding of the eldest prince would first lead to a battle between the Hundred Immortals of Liyuan and the Qinglian Sword Immortals.

Now it is even more exaggerated, and the characters of two major myths and legends actually appeared at the same time.

Before Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun, they deduced a sword fight, and the reality was immediately staged.

Su Hanshan, the first person in swordsmanship, Panhuang, the first person in swordsmanship, the duel between the two people is exciting to think about.

But everyone knows very well in their hearts that Su Hanshan and Panhuang will definitely not fight.

Even if they fight, they will not fight in the imperial capital Yancheng in public.

But Pan Huang's sentence, you can draw your sword and try, it still makes people look forward to it, what if he really draws his sword?

Su Hanshan stared at Panhuang with his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "There's no need, I either don't pull this one, once I pull it out, I don't care about life and death, and I will score the victory or defeat." ”

Panhuang smiled faintly and said, "Su Hanhan, it seems that there is really no need for you to draw your sword." Didn't you see the sword battle between the two little guys just now? The battle is not victory or defeat, not honor and disgrace, but the fate of Hongchen. ”

Su Hanshan's expression was indifferent: "You have your way, I have my way, and I will always respect the sword in my heart." The heart of the sword has never changed, and it will not change for a thousand years or ten thousand years. ”

The beggar uncle didn't go to persuade Su Hanhan, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then I won't talk nonsense with you." You and I don't have to be the master of this wedding, let her be the master!"

Panhuang stretched out his hand and pointed to the exquisite master on the Hongqiao on the horizon.

The eldest prince, Wang Fei, changed his face slightly, and said: "No, this is my wedding, and I can't allow others to make decisions for me!"

"Do you have the right to speak? you can't even come, get out!"

The beggar uncle shouted angrily, he had always been cynical and smiling, and Xiao Chen was angry when he saw him for the first time.

There seemed to be a knife in his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

With a cold sweep, the army of the Shence Battalion was stabbed at the same time, and it flew hundreds of miles.

In an instant, a sea of people surrounded Wang Fei, and when he raised his eyes, he was left riding alone on the fire qilin.

The army that was still surrounding him just now was swept out like garbage.

A flash of fear flashed in his eyes, Wang Fei was frightened, and wanted to check if he was injured.

But looking at the beggar uncle's gaze, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Su Hanshan was expressionless, ignoring everything, and after a moment of silence, he looked at Linglong and said, "You are in charge." ”

Sou!

With the approval, Linglong didn't look at Wang Fei much, and fell directly in front of Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun.

glanced at the veiled woman coldly, then looked at Xiao Chen, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Xiao...... The ice coffin in the sky ......"

Xiao Chen didn't say much, just nodded silently.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Linglong only felt that the five thunders hit the top, and she lost her soul, which was really the worst result.

"Linglong, listen to me. The person is dead, you don't have to think about it, since it is up to you to call the shots now, you can promise the eldest prince, and in the future, he will ascend the throne and become the Yan Emperor, you will be ......"

The Veil Woman seizes the opportunity to fight for Linglong and make the right decision for her.

Boom!

After speaking, a short sword flew out of Linglong's sleeve, and the moment the veiled woman opened her mouth, a sword pierced her mouth.

"You promised me to save his life. ”

Linglong's face was like frost, and she looked at the veiled woman coldly, without any pity in her eyes.

Xiao Chen looked at the veiled woman who was already a dead person, removed the knife from her neck, and muttered: "Linglong is in charge, the little nephew is dead, but the beggar uncle brought him an ice coffin to keep his soul alive." He can renew his life, and maybe one day, he will wake up. ”

"I want to leave here with him, can you take me away?" Linglong's voice was tired, and there was no sadness or pain in her eyes, but it was even more distressing.

"Yes, I'll let Jin Crow take you away. ”

In the limelight, Linglong flew into the sky, rode the golden crow outside the nine heavenly clouds, and left with an ice coffin.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Wang Fei.

Wang Fei, the fire unicorn, his face was flushed, and he felt as if he had been fanned and swollen.

He couldn't even compete with a dead man, and on the day of the wedding, a dead man snatched the bride.

It is definitely the biggest joke since the establishment of the Yanwu Dynasty.