Soon, the caravan came to the vicinity of Wushuang City.

At this time, the sky was approaching dusk, the sun was setting in the west, and many people and merchants were shuttling through the city gate like rain in order to get in and out before closing the city gate.

Feng Yuan looked from a distance, and saw the guards guarding the city gate, everyone was fierce, wearing strong suits, holding swords, very strong.

In terms of strength alone, it is not inferior to the elite gangs of the World Society.

These people are all the elites carefully selected by the Dugu side of the city lord of Wushuang City, and their eyes are very sharp, and they strictly check the business travelers who enter and leave the city.

Everyone who enters and leaves the city must show their credentials, and once there is anything abnormal, these Wushuang City gangs will inevitably take it with their hands.

Such a tight defense has eliminated the chance of many Jianghu forces making trouble in Wushuang City.

"It's a pity that the rivers and lakes are the world of peerless powerhouses after all, and there are no peerless masters in charge, even if they help the crowd no matter how elite they are, no matter how many people are powerful, it will not help if they encounter the strong!"

In Feng Yuan's memory, whether it was a hero or a sword master, he had the ability to sweep hundreds of zhang in a radius with one blow.

No matter how many of these elites there were, as long as the Male Tyrant and the Sword Saint exerted their full strength, they could easily destroy them with the unparalleled sword qi of the Three Points of Returning Vitality and the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

The biggest role of these elites is to deal with those ordinary forces in the rivers and lakes.

Feng Yuan's thought flashed in his heart, and then he focused his attention on a large iron pillar outside the gate of Wushuang City. This iron pillar is more than five feet high. More than three feet thick.

The iron pillar is engraved with two big characters "Martial Saint"!

This iron pillar is unusually strong, standing outside the peerless city for countless years, whether it is swords, slashing, slashing, burning and freezing, it will not hurt a bit.

"An iron pillar made of 10,000-year-old black iron...... What a waste!"

When Feng Yuan saw the iron pillar, he instantly thought of the origin of the iron pillar.

The martial saint engraved on this iron pillar is Guan Yu thousands of years ago. In the world of wind and clouds, Guan Yu's original wife Dugu Lian'er left something behind.

If the iron pillar is used as a material for casting divine weapons, at least hundreds of divine weapons can be born on the rivers and lakes.

"In addition to the extremely strong power of Wushuang City, there is also the invincible and peerless ...... of Love in the Alluring City"

Thinking of this, Feng Yuan took a deep look at this iron pillar.

The invincible martial arts of the love of the fallen city are far above the twenty-three swords of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect and the Sword Saint. If there is a chance, Feng Yuan also wants to get a glimpse of the mystery.

But that's not something that can be done in a while.

At this time, a group of dart masters escorted the caravan to the gate of Wushuang City.

Feng Yuan didn't want to deal with these gangs in Wushuang City, so he urged the speed of the water without a trace of the body, and disappeared in place in an instant.

The elite of Wushuang City, who were strictly entangled in the people of the city and the business travelers, only felt a fresh breeze blowing in their faces.

Unaware of the fact that someone had passed through their seemingly tight defenses and crept into the Peerless City.

In the city, except for the beautiful mansion of the city lord and the "Wushuang Mansion" built in the center of the city, the rest of the city is crisscrossed by streets and alleys.

The people living in these streets and alleys are all the families of the Peerless City.

In the corners of the streets, there are many ordinary people. The whole town is not much different from the city under the rule of the government.

At this time, the restaurants and shops on the streets of the city are very lively.

Many people sell snacks on street corners, and some people listen to people selling in teahouses.

After Feng Yuan came to the city, he kept looking around.

The class in Wushuang City is very strict, and the people who eat in the restaurant and listen to people sing are all men wearing the clothes of the Wushuang City Gang.

In addition to the gangsters of Wushuang City, only a very small number of wealthy merchants who stayed in the city could have money to eat and listen to singing in restaurants and teahouses.

None of those ordinary people entered these restaurants and teahouses.

"In addition to the strict hierarchy, the gap between the rich and the poor is also huge!"

Feng Yuan looked at these situations and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The only rich people in Wushuang City are the city lord and his helpers, while the poor people are ordinary people who beg for a living around Wushuang City. These people are cautiously haunting the street corners, with dishes on their faces.

According to what Feng Yuan learned on the road, this was not the case in the previous Wushuang City.

Dugu Yifang was known as the top ten masters in the Central Plains martial arts back then, and he was famous in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years.

But twenty years ago, Dugu's temperament suddenly changed and became more domineering.

Whether it is against the outside forces in the rivers and lakes or against the people in the sphere of influence, tough measures have been adopted.

Others didn't understand why Dugu did this, but Feng Yuan knew the reason in his heart.

"This fake Dugu party, the means are not weak! The internal and external skills are very tough, although the means have hidden dangers, but they also make the power of Wushuang City thriving, no one suspects that he is just an impostor!"

In that year, the Sword Sect held a martial arts competition, and Nameless and his senior brother broke the army and duel, and the winner got the Sword Sect's ten thousand swords to return to the sect. The really lone party was invited to watch the battle.

The fake Dugu party who stayed in Wushuang City was just a stand-in.

But Dugu would never have thought that he would never go back.

The stand-in who stayed in Wushuang City, after so many years in power, the fake has become true!

Even if Feng Yuan said this, I'm afraid few people would believe it.

Feng Yuan thought in his heart, and he had already walked not far from the Wushuang Mansion in the center of the city.

"Who are you?

There are quite a few elite experts patrolling outside the City Lord's Mansion, and these people's eyes are like eagle eyes, and the slightest person staying around will cause them to glance.

Feng Yuan stood not far away for a moment, immediately arousing their vigilance.

A good hand with no weak internal strength immediately brought people to inquire.

"Go and report it, and say that you want to see you!"

Feng Yuan said lightly.

"Broken waves?"

This master of Wushuang City looked shocked, the news of the recent broken waves on the rivers and lakes has spread everywhere, and as a subordinate of Wushuang City, he has naturally heard of it.

It's just that I didn't expect that the broken waves, which are very famous in the rivers and lakes, actually came to Wushuang City quietly.

He looked at Feng Yuan's body, and could feel a layer of power shrouded in Feng Yuan's body,

"Please wait a minute, the villain will report it!"

The gangs of Wushuang City are very arrogant to ordinary people and ordinary people.

But they are not fools, and they dare not have the slightest neglect in the face of real masters.

Broken Lang was born in a famous family, he is the son of Nanlin Sword Leader Broken Shuai, and he defeated Bu Jingyun not long ago, and it is the time when he is famous in the rivers and lakes.

I believe that the city lord knows that he has come to visit, and he will definitely not refuse!

This master of the Peerless City respectfully bowed his hand, and immediately turned around and hurried towards the mansion.

A moment later, with a loud laugh, a majestic, domineering man strode out of the mansion with a few people. Tips: Press the Enter key to return to the book, press the key to return to the previous page, press the key to go to the next page, and add a bookmark to make it easy for you to continue reading next time. The journey to the heavens that started from the gods has no pop-up windowsRelated recommendations:、、、、、、、、、、、、