The killing god rose in vain, and as soon as the hell burial sword came out, more than 30 blood-colored swords pierced out of the ground, killing more than 30 Water Margin heroes in seconds, and the end was the invincible strength of the world.

However, at this moment, the fist is also invincible.

Under that fist, the phantom white shadow also looked a little weak, and the sword-wielding young man under the phantom was as small as an ant.

All ask the invincible posture, how does Bai Qi take the fist?

Ah Mu didn't know.

Because of how high Bai Qi is at this moment, not to mention the master's 100 zhang, at least 95 zhang, but Zhang Dingbian is probably not weak, and the fist that fell from the sky is as strong as Ah Mu also feels that it can't be shaken.

I don't even think I have a chance of winning.

Xie Guo is still shocked or shocked, it turns out that the peak of martial arts can be like this, but Zhang Dingbian's fist has really reached the peak of martial arts?

Xie Guo doesn't think so.

So what is the real pinnacle?

I Xie Guo, I also want to reach the peak of kendo!

Since becoming an alien, Xie Guo has never been so eager for the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Ink Giant looked at the fist, and what he saw in his eyes was not a fist, but a rain of blood, a wild rain of blood that swept through the bustling city from the sky......

The black-clothed gunman was a little confused, the posture of the martial arts sage of this punch, in his opinion, this kind of demeanor could not find a few people in the world except for the overlord, even if it was himself, if it was not for the continuous improvement of marksmanship after coming to Daliang, it would never be possible to achieve it.

The Dao Gu on the mountainside, the sword at her waist became more and more excited.

The sword intent is cold.

The whole halfway up the mountain, like falling into winter.

Under the bamboo forest under his feet, there was even a thin layer of frost mist, flowing among the grass and dead leaves.

Lanshan watched the lively rangers, after seeing this punch, the shock in their hearts was beyond words, everyone was touched in their hearts, after this night, Yingchang Mansion rangers, many people suddenly enlightened, and really stepped into the threshold of martial arts.

After picking up the Star Villa, the delicate young man holding a boning knife watched the fight with a knife and stick with an easy-going smile, and smiled happily.

Kill, kill, kill.

It's best for you to kill each other, but you can't control these two people at the moment, anyway, the survivors don't want to escape from the embroidered spring knife of Beizhen Fuji.

The delicate young man suddenly raised his head, looked at the fist that fell from the sky, and smiled.

Very invincible fist.

It's a pity that I met the more invincible Bai Qi, and the outcome is unknown.

But no matter what the victory or defeat is, Li Ruyu can't die in Lanshan, otherwise he won't be able to explain to the empress: this time he came from Shuzhong, and the woman said that she must protect Liu Banzhao to Jiankang, but Li Ruyu must not die.

In the eyes of that woman, Liu Banzhao, a woman who can change the situation between the north and the south, is no more important than Li Ruyu's sword.

I don't know why, the delicate young man always has an illusion: Li Ruyu is the prince of Da Liang.

Zhao Zhen?

It's just a chess piece that the empress doesn't break, as long as the north and south are stable, Zhao Changyi is ambushed, the empress will wave her army to the north to pacify the northern barbarians, and who will the world be handed over to after that?

It's hard to say.

Anyway, Zhao Zhen and Zhao Changyi have no hope.

The delicate young man's heart moved, if this was the case, he might as well take precautions earlier, after all, any emperor needs a butcher's knife as ruthless as himself.

If Li Ruyu becomes the prince, it will be no exception.

But can Li Ruyu become a prince?

The delicate young man was taken aback by his own idea, judging from historical experience, Li Ruyu hardly had any possibility even the slightest, he shook his head when he thought of this, and thought too much.

Maybe the empress just wants to raise a sword, or maybe ...... Gigolo?

The delicate young man continued to climb the mountain.

On the top of Lanshan Mountain, Li Ruyu under his fist...... Or that the killing god under the fist Bai Qi was very indifferent, holding a long sword, and looked indifferently at the fist falling in the air.

I'm the killing god Bai Qi, what are you?!

Li Ruyu took out his sword.

The huge white phantom also came out with a sword.

Draw your sword and slash the sky.

Lao Tie's knife drawing technique, if people don't move, there will be sword light in the sky, Li Ruyu has never been able to do it, even if it is white.

But Bai Qi is a generation of killing gods after all.

The moment the sword was released, a crisp sound of swords sounded between heaven and earth.

The giant sword of the huge phantom, which was tens of meters long, rose upside down, drawing a huge crescent moon, and truly became a sword that cut the sky.

The next moment, countless people involuntarily closed their eyes.

Lan Shan shook in an instant.

The storm suddenly rose, and countless big trees were uprooted on the top of the entire Lanshan Mountain, and the weaker rangers were even bounced away by the majestic air pressure of the blast, and many people fell and were injured, groaning in pain.

The light and fire are splashing, as if it were daylight.

It's like in the middle of the night, a dazzling sun suddenly appears on the earth.

From the fall of the fist to the meeting of the sword, there was no sound, but without exception, everyone felt that their eardrums were buzzing, and the whole world seemed to have completely lost its voice.

The world certainly hasn't lost its voice.

It's just that the sound made by Zhang Dingbian's fist and Bai Qi's sword after colliding exceeds the limit of what the human ear can hear.

The so-called big sound of the sound.

In such a situation, it directly leads to the temporary deafness of countless people.

The dust was everywhere and no one was visible.

The entire top of Lan Mountain is like a day full of wind and sand in the forbidden land of death in the Western Regions, and no one can be seen, not even the phantom of killing gods dozens of meters high.

But it was quiet all the time.

No one knows who will win and who will lose in the battle between Bai Qi and Zhang Dingbian.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a day, a month, a year, and it seemed that only a few breaths had passed, and the top of Lanshan suddenly became clear, and everyone looked at the past.

Horrified to find that the top of Lanshan seems to be a lot shorter?

One foot, or two feet?

Unknown.

But there is one thing that everyone is sure of: this time the two sides fought each other, and they really peeled off a layer of skin from the top of Lanshan, and the end was incredible, what kind of divine power is needed for this?

The great phantom is still there, but much smaller than before, and will burst out at any moment.

The sword-wielding young man's face was slightly pale under the shadow, and the corners of his lips were faintly bloodstained, but the hand holding the sword was as steady as iron.

On the other side, Zhang Dingbian stood with his hands in his hands.

His face was as usual, his figure was staring, and there was no abnormality in his body.

The wind blew the clothes of the two men, and the hunt sounded.

Defeated in vain?

How is this possible?

Not only did Ah Mu not believe it very much, but all the strangers in Lanshan didn't want to believe it, how could Bai Qi, the god of killing, fail, and lose to Zhang Dingbian, who had never heard of it.

This is certainly not the case.

Li Ruyu's eyes were still blood-red, the killing intent surrounded his body, and he was still like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and he glanced at Zhang Dingbian coldly, "The posture of a sage, but Er'er!" ”

Zhang Dingbian smiled bitterly when he heard this.

forcibly swallowed back the thick blood that gushed to his throat, and laughed with admiration: "Worthy of the first killing god in the ages, I Zhang Dingbian is willing to bow down." ”

No longer look at the killing god in vain.

Zhang Dingbian glanced at the bottom of the mountain first, and muttered in a low voice Virtuous brother take care, foolish brother still has important business, go first.

Since he is about to die, he will take advantage of the fact that he is still in the posture of a sage, but the last trace of obsession in his heart.

Zhang Dingbian looked back at the south.

He immediately looked at the stars in the sky for a moment, turned his head to look at the fortune teller sitting on the ground, pointed to a faintly shining star on the sky and asked, "Sir, talented, but there is a sentence I want to ask, this star palace is far from Dingyang, its behavior is filthy, and its people are there?" ”

The fortune teller was taken aback.

looked up at the star that Zhang Dingbian pointed to, and then his five fingers were like flying, and after a long time, he nodded, "Your star is correct, and you can determine the person." ”

But he sighed secretly in his heart.

He knows the secret of heaven, and naturally knows the identity of Zhang Dingbian's first fierce general at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and also knows that he has the opportunity to become a dragon, and finally becomes a pseudo-dragon, but it is because a Laitou monk has the mandate of heaven.

At this moment, the star set by Zhang Dingbian is actually the monk who is Laitou.

It's fate.

The fortune teller wanted to speak and stopped.

That's it, fate cannot be violated, just let him go.

After Zhang Dingbian got the affirmation of the fortune teller, he laughed, I Zhang Dingbian is fine with boxing, understands the celestial astrology, and today's boxing theory can not only fight with the god of killing, but also the art of astrology has the approval of the masters, and it is also complete.

Bent down slightly, he saluted the fortune teller: "Mr. Xie." ”

The fortune teller waved his hand, "They are all people in my Tao, so why be polite." ”

Zhang Dingbian smiled.

Turning to look south, he stepped out gently.

The top of Lan Mountain trembled.

One more step out, a golden light suddenly rose from his body.

When he stepped out of the third step, Zhang Dingbian had already crossed Li Ruyu and the phantom Baiqi and appeared on the edge of the top of Lan Mountain.

With the last step, the sage-like alien was already in the air.

The majestic momentum of the superior was sweeping the world at this moment, and the strong pressure made everyone in the entire Lan Mountain feel unprecedentedly uncomfortable, and some ordinary Jianghu rangers couldn't even suppress the idea of surrendering and kneeling in their hearts at that moment.

In the midst of the brilliance, Zhang Dingbian's body was first overflowing with golden brilliance, and then it suddenly bloomed, bursting out with a blazing golden color, and the dazzling golden brilliance was dragged to form a huge dragon with teeth and claws.

At first glance, it seems that there is a dragon rushing straight to the south from Lanshan.

This night, from Lanshan in Yingchang Mansion, a golden dragon broke through thousands of miles in one night, traversed half of the cool world, appeared in the night sky outside Lin'an City, and the dragon's chant resounded throughout the world.

There is a dragon in the world!

When Zhang Dingbian went south from the top of Lanshan Mountain like a golden dragon, on Lin'an's side, the old eunuch in the Tianfang of Qintian Prison was really planning to go to bed to rest, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

The old man who was old did not feel the slightest sleep.

went out and looked at the sky in the north, with a surprised face: "The pseudo-dragon is going south, why?" ”

The old eunuch was looking at the starry sky carefully, and after a long time, he took out a turtle shell from his arms, put in three copper coins, and fell to the ground after a while, the old eunuch was looking at the copper coins, and sighed long, "Why is this so trouble......

A crane chirped.

A huge white crane broke through the sky, not afraid of disturbing the Son of Heaven in the imperial city, nor afraid of alarming the forbidden army...... In fact, this white crane has a transcendent status in the imperial city.

The old eunuch was riding with a white crane as a horse.

It's just that after accepting the closed disciples, he gave the white crane to Yu Ban, the heir of the mantle.

The white crane landed beside the old eunuch, wearing a lotus crown and a luxurious robe, as if he was not confused about his age, and looked at the middle-aged man who looked like he was standing down from the white crane, and asked in surprise: "Sir, why did the pseudo-dragon come?" ”

This person is the most proud protégé of the old eunuch, Yu Ban.

The old eunuch was silent for a long time, "In order to kill one person, you should go back and inform the other worshippers, be prepared, beware of this pseudo-dragon violating the authority of the Great Liang Emperor after killing people." ”

The disciple who closed the door asked, "Then ...... Your Majesty?"

The old eunuch thought for a moment, "I'll let you know." ”

The words of the old eunuch were still in the Qin Heavenly Prison and did not land, and there was already a gust of fresh wind, and the old eunuch took advantage of the breeze and left, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and the Taoist demeanor was so chic that it could not be more chic.

In front of the Fengxi Palace, the old eunuch in the breeze was showing up, and whispered to the palace maid guarding the palace: "Your Majesty, please." ”

How could the palace maid not know the identity of the old eunuch.

Entering the palace in a panic, the door of Fengxi Hall opened after a while, and Her Majesty the Empress who was sleepy appeared in front of the old eunuch.

The long-haired and half-lazy empress style is simply more goblin than a goblin, and there is an endless temptation that no man in the world can resist.

What's more, behind the empress, there is still a peerless stunner who does not lose to the empress, and the style is like a lintel.

The woman didn't mind being woken up in the middle of the night, and said softly, "Sir, what happened?" ”

The old eunuch was bending slightly, "Your Majesty, there is a pseudo-dragon heading south, it should be to enter Lin'an City." ”

The woman was stunned, "When will you come to Lin'an?" What is the intention? ”

The old eunuch was thinking for a while, "It should be at dawn to kill someone." ”

"I?"

"It's not Your Majesty, it's an alien with an imperial aura in the life star, and it should be the enemy of life and death of that pseudo-dragon."

The woman suddenly became angry and unprovoked, "I don't allow it, who dares to kill people at my feet!" ”

There is no room for two dragons in one city.

Even if you are a pseudo-dragon and want to enter Lin'an City, you have to die.

Diwei is inviolable!

The old prisoner was silent.

The woman was silent for a while, "Do you need four swords in the sword room?" ”

The old eunuch thought for a moment, "Be prepared." ”

The woman was silent for a long time, and said to the palace maid: "Go to Xuan Xue Sheng Tang to come, and in addition, inform the forbidden army to command Tian Shun, Beizhen Fusi to command Zhao Xin, and Nanzhen Fusi to command Zhao Jin!" ”

On this night, the Imperial City of Lin'an was like a great enemy.

The empress sat in the Fengxi Palace, looking peaceful.

The peerless stunner Su Su was drowsy and bored, if she hadn't been forcibly pulled by the woman, she would have gone to the bed to see Zhou Gong.

All the forbidden swords in the palace were unsheathed, and all the Qin Tianjian worshippers rushed to the Fengxi Palace, and the four swords in the sword room, except for Yan Qing and Qingshan Xiucai, the other two swords were guarded outside the Fengxi Palace, among which there was an old man, who had no sword in his hand, so he sat indifferently next to the old prisoner, yawning.

The sword intent broke through the sky.

The old man is really Yan Qing's master, the strongest sword in the sword room, and his kendo cultivation is far above the Qingyi Xiucai.

The sickles of the house are like raindrops all over the shadows of Lin'an City.

As for whether the different houses in the Zhao room that store strangers are also pouring out, it is unknown, anyway, inside and outside the Fengxi Palace, the momentum that is invisibly exuded, the birds do not cross!

The horses of the North and South Zhenfu Divisions poured out of the nest.

The inner servant Zuo knew Xue Shengtang, standing on the star-picking platform with an iron bow in his hand, and a small yellow door beside him, holding a spiral iron arrow in his arms, waiting for the pseudo-dragon.

The pseudo-dragon went south, and the empress wanted to kill the dragon.

However, just when the sword of the Lin'an Imperial City was unsheathed, and when the golden brilliance was showing in the distant sky, it was Wei Xi, the right-hand rider who was drunk at night, who was in a dream.

Dream.

When Wei Xi dreamed of it, blood clouds rose in the sky, and thunder rolled in the blood clouds.

Wei Xi saw his mentor in his dream.

The great Confucian Su Banyue, who died unjustly under the embroidered spring knife of Fusi in Beizhen, was dressed in a Confucian shirt and graceful, and came laughing in a dream, saying: Xi'er, you have made it clear for the teacher "On Jun Ce", you once said that the Empress of Daliang is the Ming Jun, and the teacher is blind, but also.

When Wei Xi saw his teacher, he burst into tears.

But he listened to his teacher: "You are a direct minister, and now you meet Mingjun, the world is lucky, but there is a pseudo-dragon from the north who wants to offend the emperor's might, and the city is full of peace, only you should be killed by the mandate of heaven, but you raise your sword to show the arrogance of my scholar." ”

The teacher laughed and walked away.

In the distance, there is a golden light in the morning light, and there are dragons chanting.

In the sound of the dragon's groan, a huge golden dragon broke out of the sky, and the heroic and arrogant voice woke up the entire Lin'an City: "Monk Laitou, today Lin'an no longer has 100,000 impermanence of 100,000 dark arrows, and it will not die quickly!" ”

The golden dragon swooped straight to the Taixue School on the shore of West Lake.

Wei Xi laughed and got up with a sword in his hand.

Go out and climb to the sky to stand in the clouds.

But there is a dragon coming, and I, Wei Xi, a scholar, use a three-foot Qingfeng to slay the dragon and dedicate the prosperity of the empress!

The scholar volleyed his sword in the air.

A ray of light, falling from the sky, huge as if the heavenly immortals fell from the clouds, thousands of lightning bolts splashed above this light, reflected in the morning light, spectacular!

It rained heavily in Lin'an.

Rain of blood.