Wedge: Flying for whom the mountain climbs to the top - I am the peak

A big man in gold held a half-pole stick in his hand, reclining on a flower stand, panting for breath.

He looked about fifty years old, with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, a square face and a broad forehead, a strong figure, although the style of the clothes on his body was simple, but the workmanship was very good, although he was soaked in sweat at the moment, but it was still not sticky, and the clothes used were not ordinary.

This is a very large house, although the furnishings are not how luxurious, but in detail, none of them are not exquisite and elegant, none of them are not treasures in the world, no matter the handmade materials, they are impeccable, but they are sparse and cheerful and decorated, and there is no small family spirit.

Just like the owner of this house, although he is not very luxurious, the fact that his people stop here is enough to prove that he is qualified to be above ten thousand, and he does not need any clothes or retinues to prove it.

It's just that...

The owner is near, and the furnishings of the house have been messed up.

The person who destroyed all this is standing opposite the golden-clothed man at this moment.

He was dressed in a white robe, holding a small axe in his hand, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the gold-clothed man, and he didn't dare to bother for a moment.

How tenacious and stoic this gold-clothed man is, no one knows better than him today.

Unlike the golden-clothed man, there is not much heroism in his face, but there is a strong bookish atmosphere, and when he smiles slightly, he has a reassuring charm, plus this elegant and luxurious white robe, if he appears between the bars of the wine shop, he must be the object of women's pursuit.

At the moment, he was laughing.

The golden-clothed man gasped a few times and hissed, "How many moves have we made?" ＂

The white-robed man smiled: "Thirty-three moves." ＂

The golden-clothed man said: "Among the thirty-three moves, you changed the five weapons of knives, swords, sticks, thorns, and axes, and used seven fist techniques, three leg methods, two fingering techniques, and four sets of palm techniques, none of which you originally learned, who taught you?" ＂

The white-robed man smiled, "Isn't it because I've secretly learned it for many years?" ＂

The gold-clothed man snorted coldly: "You and I have been side by side for many years, and we have experienced hundreds of bloody battles without worry, and our respective martial arts are very clear, and it is too ridiculous for you to say this kind of thing." ＂

The white-robed man smiled slightly, and suddenly said: "Actually, the eldest brother is wrong, I just shared three fingering techniques, the seventeenth move, you and I passed by, I pointed with my backhand, stabbed you under the duress, that is the Pan family's drill finger, not the Lian family's judge's finger." ＂

The golden-clothed man snorted and said, "In the past three years, you have not gone out to fight, nor have you stayed far from the capital, how did you learn these martial arts?" ＂

The white-robed man smiled and said: "I haven't adopted Jianghu killers in my mansion, strange people, my eldest brother has sent so many spies in my mansion, this is naturally very clear." ＂

The golden-clothed man moved slightly, but did not speak.

The white-robed man smiled and said: "If I don't say it, I'm afraid that my eldest brother won't be able to think of it anyway, these martial arts are all passed on to me by Zhao Pu." ＂

The gold-clothed man said angrily: "Nonsense! What martial arts does Zhao Pu know?! If he knew martial arts, I wouldn't leave it to him... Before he could finish his sentence, his face suddenly changed as if he remembered something extremely terrible.

The white-robed man smiled: "Big brother remembered? ＂

The gold-clothed man hissed: "No, it's impossible, so many, no one can do it... ＂

The white-robed man sighed and said, "The truth is right in front of you, doesn't the eldest brother still refuse to believe it?" ＂

The golden-clothed man roared angrily, jumped in the air, and the half-pole stick slashed down like thunder.

In his life, he doesn't know how many desperate situations he has gone through, how many Shura slaughterhouses he has experienced, and he has unparalleled perseverance and self-confidence, as long as he is in one breath, he will never be easily defeated.

It's a pity that the opponent he is facing at the moment is the person who knows him best in the world, whether it is martial arts, temperament, or everything in his past......

The white-robed man sighed lightly, his eyes were full of pity, and said, "It's not too early, the younger brother still wants to go back and sleep for a while, so let's ask the eldest brother to go on the road." ＂

The small axe was raised diagonally, and a flash of light was drawn.

If the golden-clothed man's stick is like the Nine Heavens Thunder, the white-robed man's axe is like a flick.

An amorous son, a slap on the head of his beloved woman.

As soon as the stick and axe were handed over, the white-robed man still stood in place and did not move, and the golden-clothed man stumbled and retreated six or seven steps. His eyes were full of horror.

The white-robed man said with a smile: "The lighter the shot, the more fierce the force, the Shi family's thunder knife technique, the eldest brother should be very clear, the younger brother turned it into an axe and used it, I don't know how, and it bothered the eldest brother to give a point or two." ＂

He also said: "Lao Shi will never betray the eldest brother, does the eldest brother still refuse to believe it?" ＂

The golden-clothed man roared violently, and the pieces of his palm broke and fell to the ground.

The axe seems to be gentle, but the inner strength is domineering, if it weren't for his quick retreat, the meridians of his hands would have been injured, although he retreated, the stick could not be protected.

The man in white also showed a hint of admiration. said: "The strength of the eldest brother is still above the estimate of the younger brother, and the fighting spirit of the eldest brother is even more admired by the younger brother." ＂

"But. This battle has dragged on for too long. ＂

"The West Heavenly Gate has been opened, please go on the road. ＂

The golden-clad man lay on the ground.

The white-robed man stood beside him, smiling, looking at him.

The golden-clothed man showed a miserable smile and said, "You have won." ＂

The white-robed man put away his smile for the first time, and said with a straight face: "Big brother, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?" The younger brother must do his best. ＂

The gold-clothed man smiled bitterly: "I only want to know one thing." ＂

The white-robed humane: "The little brother must know everything, and he must say everything." ＂

The golden-clothed man said: "You guys, what's the name of this martial art?" ＂

The white-robed man didn't seem to expect that he was obsessed with such a problem, and he was stunned for a moment, and said: "Little brother didn't think about what Zhao Pu meant, he wanted to call it 'Heavenly Dao'."

The golden-clothed man's eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "Heavenly Dao? Do you call it the way of heaven? Ha, hahaha... ＂

The laughter faded and finally fell silent.

The white-robed man sighed and said, "If the eldest brother wants to cheat death to give the final blow to the younger brother, the younger brother will definitely be very sad." ＂

Because it is difficult to judge the life and death of the eldest brother, the younger brother can only use the genus of a spear to kill the eldest brother's body from afar. ＂

The gold-clothed man even saw through his last plan, knowing that he had been defeated today, he smiled bitterly, and smashed his backhand into his chest, only to hear a muffled sound, his body twitched a few times, and he no longer moved.

The white-robed man smiled slightly, suddenly jumped up, and only heard a few crisp clapps, and he had already clicked dozens of times on the gold-clothed man.

It's not that he is too careful, he has followed this golden-clothed man for decades, and I don't know how many times he has seen him escape from death, turning defeat into victory, whether it is for his comrades or enemies, the gold-clothed man has successfully established a kind of confidence that he will not die.

Now, however, the undefeated god has fallen, and a great inheritance has been reached.

Looking around at everything in this house, the white-robed man still couldn't believe it, from now on, all of this was his?

The night was still dark, but in the eyes of the white-robed man, there was light, and he knew that when he walked out of this house, everything he could see was his.

Finally, it's time to endure this day...

In the wilderness in winter, as far as the eye can see, the ditches and ditches are all frozen into a hard piece, except for a few dead trees that are still clenching their teeth and standing upright, the grass and trees are all bent over, with severed heads and broken arms, and corpses are spread all over the field.

A great river meanders from where it is out of reach, and zigzags to where it cannot be seen, dividing the dead field in two.

Sorghum River.

A half-dead gray rabbit struggles by the river. I haven't eaten grass for a day, and the water by the river is more steamy, so I should be able to find a few mouthfuls of grass to eat.

It was easy to get to the river, and finally, I saw a little gray-green, and the gray rabbit's eyes lit up, and he struggled to get over in a hurry.

At last came to this little bit of green, but why, when the green grass was bitten, it felt cold and hard?

The sword flashed.

If there was anything else that could masturbate the poor gray rabbit, it was that it at least died painlessly.

If the sword is used quickly, the rabbit will not feel pain when it dies.

Human beings are the same, in the face of death, the so-called "spirit of all things" does not have any special advantages.

The man rolled over, withdrew his sword from his bosom, and looked south.

The cold wind was bitter, the skin was cracked, and it was like thousands of fast knives dancing wildly in the wind, and the man was only wrapped in a turban, and his clothes were very thin, but there was no chill at all, just staring at the south, and he didn't know what he was waiting for.

He looked like he was about forty years old, dressed simply, with a dusty face and a few wrinkles, and in any village in the north, you could find such a person, ordinary, ordinary, if you walked into the crowd, you would be immediately drowned.

However, if you see the look in his eyes, absolutely no one will be fooled by his appearance.

Firm, cold, tough, like a wolf, like a leopard, like an eagle.

He had an ordinary face, but because of this look, along with his whole person, it seemed to possess a wonderful power.

On the horizon, billowing smoke and dust faintly appeared, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

He'd been watching them all day, just to wait for them.

Throw the gray rabbit far away, throw it at the smoke, and turn away.

That was his signal, and it was also his war book, and he believed that everything in the future would go according to his arrangement.

In other words, everything has come this way in the past few months......

After some time, a fast horse came from a distance, galloped before the gray man, and suddenly there was a long neigh, and the man stood up, and immediately the knight jumped down, picked up the gray rabbit, and looked at it carefully.

It is not surprising that the hare froze to death on the road, but this hare is belly upwards and placed in the middle of the road, and the sword mark is very conspicuous, and in the eyes of those who care, he will never let it go.

The knight was not very old, only in his twenties, and he was very heroic, with an iron whip coiled around his waist.

He looked at it for a long time, and his eyes became more and more wrinkled.

The sound of hooves sounded, and another horse galloped in.

Immediately, the knight was dressed in green clothes, carrying a spear in his hand, and he was only about twenty years old, with sharp sword eyebrows and very handsome eyes.

The whip knight heard the sound of hooves approaching, and did not raise his head or turn back, but said, "Second brother, look at this son." ＂

The spear knight took the rabbit, looked at it carefully for a while, gasped, and said, "What is it?" ＂

The whip knight said, "I picked it here." The letter finger pointed to the ground.

The spear knight said, "What was it like?" ＂

So the whip knight set the rabbit in the same way, and said, "It seems that it was thrown from the other side of the river." ＂

He sent the lancer to the river, looked at it for a while, and said, "This man is lying here." ＂

The whip knight said: "The color of the soil has changed, there is a slight sinking, at this time the weather is cold and the soil is hard, to be like this, you have to lie down for three or five hours." ＂

The spearman bowed his head and said: "This place is already desolate, and they all know that the war is imminent, and they will lie here for a long time, it is definitely not an ordinary hunter farmer, but I am afraid that it is a spy over there." ＂

The whip knight frowned, "Then why did you keep this rabbit?" It seems to be a deliberate warning. ＂

The spear knight suddenly said, "No! He said to the whip knight: "This sword, do you ask yourself to make it?" ＂

The whip knight was stunned and said, "No." ＂

The spear knight said, "I can't either." ＂

He also said, "How can a person who can use such a sword be an ordinary spy?" Doing things like this, I'm afraid it also has another deep meaning. ＂

The whip knight hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said: "Second brother, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not." ＂

The Lancer smiled bitterly, "Say it." ＂

He added: "Since crossing the Yellow River, you have always wanted to say this, can't I see it?" ＂

The whip knight was a little embarrassed by what he said, and said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that there are usually many people, and it's not very convenient." ＂

"Second brother, how much do you think we can achieve in this battle? ＂

The spearman sighed and said, "You have a prejudice in your mind, so why do you ask me? ＂

The whip knight was a little excited, and said: "Second brother, you know better than me about the art of war, since we crossed the river, we have claimed to have won a hundred battles, but in fact, we have only taken a few prisoners?" The enemy troops they encountered were all crushed at the slightest touch, and they... If they are really so useless, how can we not fight back for more than 100 years? ＂

The spear knight sighed: "You and I are just charging generals, and the military strategy is important, so we can't call the shots, and we don't need to worry about it." ＂

The whip knight said: "Second brother, don't you say that, haven't you heard the rumors of the brothers now?" ＂

The Lancer said, "What rumors? ＂

The whip knight hesitated a little, hesitated, and said: "There are many, some have to say that the emperor is driving the expedition in person, mainly to overshadow the first emperor in terms of military exploits; Some say that the emperor actually knew that their main force was still behind. It's just that I was too full of words before I came out, and I couldn't win a big victory, and I couldn't get over my face... He glanced at the spear knight and said, "Others say, in fact, the death of the first emperor is also a little unclear... ＂

The spearman suddenly shouted, "Shut up! The whip knight was immediately silent.

After the gunman stopped him, he did not speak, but his chest rose and fell, and he was obviously very excited. After a while, Fang said: "This is a capital crime, you must not listen to it again, let alone say it again." ＂

The whip knight said, "Yes." His face was not convinced.

The spear knight said: "You and I don't understand these big things, and we can't do them, you and I are duty-bound to sacrifice our lives to kill the enemy, and you don't have to think about other things." ＂

Without waiting for the whip knight to reply, he said, "It's been a long time, go back." Le turned his horse's head and ran south.

The whip knight threw the ashes into his pocket and followed.

Endless tents!

At a glance, I don't know how many tents there are, they are all over the mountains and fields, and at a glance, there are almost no edges, and I am afraid that there are tens of thousands of them.

If there are tents, there should be people, but between these tens of thousands of tents, there is a dead silence, and no one walks around and talks. It's like a huge dead city.

In the gloom, even the sun seemed to be afraid, pulling a few dark clouds to block himself behind.

"Da, Da" sounded, and a red horse galloped from afar.

The horse is like fire, what about the master on horseback?

The horse came very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had stepped into this dead city.

There was no response, no one came out to stop him, interrogate him, or greet him.

The horse seemed to be very familiar with this place, and without the control of a knight, he rushed left and right, and in a moment he came to a large tent in the center, and with a long neigh, he stood still.

The horse walked and walked, and when it wanted to stop, it was unhindered.

The knight turned over and dismounted, and the clouds in the sky just opened up, and a ray of sunlight shone on his face.

Ordinary face, sharp eyes.

He opened the door and strode in.

There were already more than a dozen people sitting in the tent, and when they saw him come in, they all got up and saluted.

"The marshal has worked hard. ＂

"Marshal. ＂

"The marshal is here, I don't know what kind of enemy situation he has found? ＂

"The place where they camped has reached the Gaoliang River, and it is less than fifty miles to this place, in the opinion of the marshal, how to deal with it? ＂

Although the crowd was gossiping, it was very orderly, and it did not make people feel noisy and chaotic.

The man did not answer, strode to the middle, sat down on a chair, lifted a wine jar with his hand, raised his head, cooed, drank half of the jar in one go, put down the jar, wiped his mouth, and said, "Happy!" Drink some of yourselves, too! ＂

All the people were stunned, and they were about to ask questions, but some of them were overjoyed, and did not speak, but each of them lifted the jar of wine and drank bitterly.

The man laughed and looked very happy.

The men took a few sips, put down the jar, and looked at the man, but did not speak.

The man laughed, "Is that enough?" ＂

The men laughed, "That's enough." ＂

The man pointed to the others and said with a smile: "Fools, you have suffered! ＂

Suddenly, the smile disappeared and said, "Pass my order!" From this moment on, the generals of the whole army are forbidden to drink! ＂

Everyone was shocked, and immediately turned over and bowed, and said in unison: "Order!" ＂

Then the man said, "All the soldiers, each with a bottle of wine and a pound of meat, must be distributed within an hour!" ＂

The two men who had just taken the lead in drinking said in unison: "Your subordinates have orders!" Without further ado, he got up and went out of the account.

The man said, "All the wine and meat must be eaten and drunk in one hour, and when the hour comes, the whole army will ban alcohol!" ＂

The three military commanders said in unison: "Humble duty is ordered!" "I went out of the account too.

The man said, "After the wine and meat have been eaten, the whole army will rest for three hours, and when the hour comes, the camp will be drawn and the troops will be raised!" ＂

The people fell to the ground with a shock, and some of them had raised their heads to look at the man.

The man smiled and said, "Tomorrow will be a day that my people will always remember, because of your efforts, our people will be able to enjoy peace and prosperity, and as long as our people survive on this land for one day, your deeds will never be forgotten!" ＂

An old man in his sixties said: "My subordinates are foolish, please make it clear to the marshal, why can there be a chance of victory?" ＂

Another old man said: "What kind of magic arrangements does the marshal have for the past two days?" I don't know, maybe I want to mention a little bit or two? ＂

The man smiled and said: "I haven't done anything else in the past few days, just brought more than 100 of my own soldiers, back and forth, without leaving the Song army camp, leaving some traces from time to time, and teaching them to see." ＂

The old man who spoke first exclaimed, "What does this mean, marshal?" ＂

Another old man also said: "I don't know how many wise generals and wise men in the Song army, the traces of our army's deception and luring of the enemy are too heavy, the marshal acts like this, someone will be able to see through the main force of our army lurking on the side, and be prepared, the marshal will also pull troops forward, inevitably, inevitably... "I can't go on.

The man laughed, "You think I'm too confused, don't you?" ＂

The two old men exclaimed: "The subordinates don't dare! But he fell lower.

The man smiled and said, "It's okay, it's time for you to listen." ＂

He also said: "In the past month, our intention to lure the enemy is indeed too obvious, and the Song army has countless capable people, so naturally some people have already seen it, and it is not too much for you to worry about this. ＂

He also said: "It is precisely because there are too many capable people in the Song army that we have a chance of winning!" ＂

The people were puzzled and looked at him.

The old man said, "Please tell the marshal in detail." ＂

The man smiled and said, "Zhao Kuangyi, what do you think?" ＂

Everyone looked at each other a few times, and the old man at the head said: "From the perspective of his subordinates, he is not only lenient, but also knows the soldiers. ＂

The man snorted coldly: "Otherwise, in my opinion, he is far worse than Zhao Kuangyin!" ＂

"In my opinion, Zhao Kuangyin's death is not clear, ninety percent of it is related to him, and it is precisely because of this that he has a ghost in his heart, and he does not dare to face the ministers, and he wants to make his own military merits, so as to prove that he is not inferior to Zhao Kuangyin. ＂

"Only in the way of using troops, it is indeed not enough to be capable, and what you see and think will come after your ministers. ＂

"When Wang Pu sought to win the world for Chai Rong, he first set the south, then Yan, and finally took Taiyuan. Words: 'Gai Yan is determined to be Taiyuan straight in the rabbit ear, and will be safe! ＇＂

"What Wang Pu said, it is also a policy to take the world, and Zhao Kuangyin also knows this, so he is not in a hurry to die for a long time. ＂

"Zhao Kuangyi is anxious for quick success, as far as he can strengthen the city, and the division is old, he does not know how to restrain himself, but to rebuild the army, this move is greatly inconsistent with the way of the army, the Song people have many admonitions, but they do not know that he is lenient on the face, and he is narrow-minded inside, and he is most afraid that others will feel that he does not know the way of soldiers, and if he is a brother, he is more determined to use troops against our people. ＂

"Since crossing the river, several battles have been won, which is enough to be arrogant and lazy, and even more unspeakable. ＂

"I expect that at this moment, someone in the Song camp must have seen through our army's plan to lure the enemy, but Zhao Kuangyi must be able to realize it after someone has spoken out. ＂

"Only in this case, he will force an explanation, and insist on camping in the Nine Wars Jedi of the Gaoliang River. ＂

"He is not a fool, but if he spends one night and has face in front of his ministers, he will choose another good place, but if he stays there for a day, it is enough. ＂

He also said: "When he invaded the Northern Han Dynasty, Liu Jiyuan's envoys before and after Yu Dao were all rejected by me one by one, and I would rather sit and watch the Northern Han Dynasty destroy the country than send troops to rescue him. ＂

The old man exclaimed: "The marshal has made a plan to lure the enemy deeper since then? ＂

The man laughed and said, "Not bad! I don't want to rely on the Northern Han to deal with the Song people anymore, I want to defeat the Song Lord directly, and tomorrow, I will use a victory to make the Song people forever lose their delusions about the sixteen states of Yanyun! ＂

Everyone fell to the ground, not daring to speak, the two old men looked at each other, but the same thought flashed in their hearts,

So, only letting the King of Heaven bring 10,000 soldiers to save the Northern Han is also part of this huge plan?

When those 10,000 athletes set out on the expedition, this generalissimo with a smile on his face was determined to use them as outcasts to lure the Song soldiers to the banks of the Gaoliang River?

Cold sweat broke out on their backs, and the two of them didn't dare to think about it anymore, and began to join in the praise.

The dead are gone, it's useless to think about it, and most importantly, don't let yourself join their ranks too quickly.

Although this undefeated generalissimo is as dangerous as a tiger, now, his side is the safest place...

In the midst of the praise of the crowd, the outside gradually became lively, but the soldiers had already received wine and meat and began to eat and drink.

The man laughed and stepped out.

The tent, which had been dead silent, had become active thanks to a few orders from that man.

The man laughed and said, "Sons, sing a tune with me!" Lang said: "Elechuan, under the Yin Mountain." The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields! ＂

This is a song made by Gao Huan of the Eastern Wei Dynasty, although it is the song of Eile, but it is simple and rough, heroic and majestic, and the Liao people love it, and it can be sung more.

In the uproar, the generals of each battalion were the leaders, and many soldiers sang together, "The sky is vast, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep!" ＂

In the midst of the singing, the man returned to the tent laughing and said, "I will go to sleep first, and call me in four hours." ＂

The two guards agreed, and the other generals withdrew.

The man had fallen asleep in an instant, but there was still a rough smile on his lips.

Four hours, just wait another four hours...

Exclamations, screams, blood splatters, knives slashing.

All these voices were not as loud as his voice at the moment.

"Don't go, Lord Song! ＂

Standing high on horseback, he didn't care about the stray arrows around him, and his eyes as sharp as eagles finally found what he was looking for.

"Don't go, Lord Song! ＂

In the shouting and cheering, the fiery red horse rushed out first, and more than 100 horsemen and horses followed, rolling towards the southwest corner of the battlefield like a violent wind.

It's not that Song Bing wants to stop it, but no one can take his knife at all.

Concise, fierce, tough, and slaughtering.

This knife, like a winter grassland, does not tolerate any weakness and retreat, only attack and kill.

The knife was cut in two, and the upper half of the body flew out far away with half a broken spear.

"Second brother! In the midst of a heart-rending scream, an iron whip was whipped towards him.

And this is also Hu Yanzheng's last sentence.

A thunderbolt of sword flashed, and the man, the whip, and the horse were split in two together and slowly fell.

"General Gao is dead! ＂

"General Huyan is also dead! ＂

In the exclamation, the soldiers gradually dispersed, and the resistance in front of them became smaller and smaller.

He is not human at all, a grim reaper in human skin!

Panic, despair, coupled with the desire to survive, the resistance of the Song army gradually collapsed.

But he didn't care about any of that at all.

The two masters of the Song Army were killed with two swords, and they didn't even move him a little.

Slaughter or surrender, anyone can do it.

But Lord Song, you must get it yourself!

Only by taking him down, everything he has done in the past few months can be regarded as a perfect ending!

After today, the four words of Yelu Hugo will forever become a legend of the Liao people and a nightmare for the Han people!

In the midst of his gallop, he suddenly leaped from his horse. He turned his head and shouted wildly: "Don't go Lord Song!" ＂

More than 100 knights were so impressed by his arrogance that they couldn't help but draw their swords together and shouted: "Don't leave Lord Song!" ＂

Many Liao soldiers in the vicious battle, when they heard this, they all stopped and roared together: "Don't go Lord Song!" ＂

The Song soldiers have been torn apart at this time, although they know that the emperor is in trouble, but they are entangled by the Liao soldiers, and they are still too late to protect themselves, so how can they go to the rescue?

In the rush, the arrows rained down, and the guards beside the carriage were rapidly decreasing.

It's not that no one has sacrificed their lives to turn back and want to block the pursuers, but no one can stop his knife at all.

Turn back, just send to death.

Sent to death in vain...

When the carriage finally turned into a lonely car, he gave a slam whistle.

More than a dozen knights closest to him drew their swords at the same time and stabbed their horses fiercely.

The horses galloped out in pain, but in the hands of these knights, who were more natural on horseback than on the ground, every ounce of their fury and wildness was not wasted, and after making two large circles on both sides, they lined up in a neat line and stopped in front of the carriage.

Although, they all understood that after galloping for so long, and eating such a knife, these horses were afraid that they would no longer be able to support themselves to bring themselves back to the camp.

However, looking at the yellow car, these warriors who loved horses as much as their lives all smiled.

Finally got you...

During the chase, they had left the battlefield for dozens of miles, and those who could follow him all the way here, plus him, made a total of thirty-one people.

Thirty-one warriors who fought a hundred battles were as iron as steel.

Thirty-one pairs of eyes, staring at the car together, focused gaze, almost burned the car.

Gently exhaling a sigh, he smiled and said, "Zhao Gong, please come out and see how it is." ＂

The car stopped there silently, and there was no response.

His smile was even stronger, and he said, "Since Gong Zhao refuses to appreciate his face, I have no choice but to offend." He shouted: "Come on, please get off Zhao Gong!" ＂

Three knights answered the call and galloped behind him towards the carriage.

The twelve knights who stopped in front of the carriage did not move, and they understood that the marshal's order did not come to them.

Their task was to block the carriage's path.

There is a forest to the east, and a half-dry river is not far to the west.

Jeruhuko and the Eighteen Iron Horsemen were guarding the north side, and the only way for the carriage to escape was to press over them.

(Even the terrain is helping, God's will is prosperous!) ）

The three knights approached the carriage with smiles on their faces.

All of them have been through a hundred battles, and none of them are careless or underestimating the enemy, but at this moment, they really have nothing to worry about.

The carriage was not big, and when it was galloping, the curtain was raised, and there was only one man in yellow in the carriage, which could not be seen more clearly.

The coachman seemed to be frightened, and rolled under the car with his head in his hands, not daring to move.

The first person lifted the curtain and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please get out of the car!" ＂

He bites the word His Majesty very strongly, and his sarcastic and sarcastic meaning is exposed.

The crowd burst into laughter.

He was the first to stop laughing, and shouted angrily: "Arus, what's wrong with you!? ＂

Only then did the other two realize that Arus's hand, after lifting the curtain halfway through, had stopped there, and had never lifted it completely.

With exclamations, they drew their swords and stepped back.

Their reactions are quick, but they are not as fast as the knife light.

A leisurely sword light, at first glance, it doesn't seem to be very fast.

When they thought like this, they suddenly felt that something was wrong, why, why did they suddenly see a rainbow?

When they realized that the rainbow was made of their blood, they had fallen.

At the beginning of the rising sun in the east, the bright light looms.

No matter how big the battle is or how many people die, it is always unmoved and comes and goes freely.

In the uproar, everyone raised their guns and waved their knives, pointing at the carriage.

Chased all the way to this point, everyone had run out of arrows.

Arus's body did not fall, nor did the half-lifted curtain fall.

The man in the car. At this moment, it is clear to see.

It was a man in his fifties, indescribably elegant and good-looking, but somehow indescribably contemptuous and insulting.

He held a long sword in his right hand, the scabbard was covered with ancient patterns, and his left hand was gently flicking the scabbard, tapping to provoke. The movements are gentle, and the face is full of sadness.

There was a knife abandoned in front of the car, but it was Arus's, and the blood on the knife was still there.

Brother Yelu Xiu stared at the man and said word for word: "Zhao--Kuang--righteousness?!" The voice was a little poignant.

The man sighed lightly and said leisurely: "In today's battle, if you talk about soldiers, the Great Song Dynasty has already lost, but if you want to talk about martial arts, you don't know what the result will be." ＂

"Marshal Yelu has long heard that he is the number one master of the Liao people, is he willing to fight with me? ＂

I!

There are thousands of Song people, but there is only one who is qualified to say this word!

Sure enough, it was him!

Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao - Kuang - Yi!

Everyone looked at Jeruxiu, and the meaning could not be clearer: no matter how strong he was, he was only alone, and he fled all night, and rushed up, and hacked him to death.

Brother Yelu Hugh pondered for a moment, slowly waved the big knife in his hand, and said: "If it is usual, Brother Hugh will do his best to accompany him, but here and now, Brother Hugh is responsible for more than 100,000 troops, and he cannot be in danger, please forgive Zhao Gong." ＂

Zhao Kuangyi smiled slightly, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and they didn't know how he moved, but it was already floating out of the car like a wisp of light smoke and standing on top of the horse's head.

Of course, the horses used by Yeluxiu's personal guards are the best horses, all of them are one in a hundred, all of them are arrogant and violent, but at this moment, he stepped on his head, and he didn't dare to move, just like a wood carving clay sculpture.

I don't know when, the yellow clothes on his body have fallen in the car, at this moment, he is wearing a white robe, high above the horse's head, the rising sun shines on his face, it is really like a god descending into the world.

He was alone, facing twenty-eight murderous masters like mowing grass, all fearless, but it seemed that he was the master of it all.

"Do you know why I'm running away? ＂

"When your army comes in, I know I'm wrong. ＂

"Because of my pride and conceit, the land of Yanyun will continue to be owned by you, and tens of thousands of athletes will also become the souls of the Gaoliang River. ＂

"The defeat is done, and it is irreversible, but I know that there is another way to save as many people as possible. ＂

"The soldier is the courage of the general, it will be the soul of the soldier, Marshal Yelu can use the army to unify the army, and the famous generals of the ancient times will not hesitate much, but only so, if there is no marshal in the middle, the generals of the Liao State will lose the ability to change. ＂

"As long as the marshal is lured away, our army will still have a chance to retreat, and it will not be completely destroyed here. ＂

"And to attract the marshal, of course, you have to use a big bait. ＂

Yelu Hugo only felt a chill on his back, and his mouth was slightly bitter, he knew that every word he said at this time was to boost his momentum and shake his own army's heart, but he still couldn't help but ask: "So, you deliberately let me discover you and deliberately brought me here?" ＂

Zhao Kuangyi smiled slightly, did not answer, but asked him a question:

"According to my Song system, the emperor parades, when there are cars and drivers count eight, one is seven pay, before I get out of the car, first destroy all the seven cars, can the marshal know what my intentions are? ＂

With a roar, Jerushuge's knife was slashed.

Can't let him talk any more!

Even if the Song army fled, as long as the Great Song Emperor was taken, it would be a complete victory today!

In the face of that blazing sword qi, Zhao Kuangyi was completely fearless, and while avoiding it, he still sent this sentence into everyone's ears.

"As long as you kill Brother Hugh, within three months, there will be chaos in Liao, and at that time, it will be the time for my Great Song Dynasty to recapture the sixteen states of Yanyun! ＂

The distance seemed to him to be non-existent, and in a flash, he had crashed into the group of knights.

Before he had time to react, the spear in the hand of the first person had been snatched away for him, and with a backhand, a mediocre stab, but the chasing knife was broken, and the surrounding knights beckoned the knife and gun, but he had already flashed again.

Only two bodies were left behind, rolling on the ground.

No matter what weapon he snatched, as long as he grabbed it, he could use it as if it had been used for decades.

No matter how he strikes, with a single glance, he can see through the flaws in his moves and deliver a fatal blow.

The most terrifying thing is that every time he kills someone, he discards the weapon in his hand, and every time he kills a person, the moves he uses will never be repeated.

When less than half of the knights were left, he floated back to the car and said with a smile: "Brother Hugh, this is for you." ＂

With his right hand grabbing behind his back, the ancient sword had fallen into his hand.

Slowly removing the scabbard, the sword body like a stream of autumn water appeared in front of the person.

"This sword is called 'Kill Chu', which was cast by Liu Bang when he retreated into Sichuan, but throughout his life, he did not dare to use this sword to fight with the overlord. ＂

"Brother Hugh's murderous courage is really no less than that of the overlord of Western Chu back then, Brother Hugh's patience and wisdom are far from being comparable to a brave man, Brother Hugh's blood is worthy of this sword. ＂

With a wave of his hand, all his subordinates were not allowed to move, and Jeruxiugo raised his broadsword to his eyebrows, and came to meet the sword with all his heart.

If you talk about the moves, he may be quite inferior, but in any case, he doesn't believe that if he is facing each other head-on, there will be someone in this world who can defeat his sword!

Sword duel.

Knife break.

The knife is broken, but the person is still there.

The chest, right arm, thigh, and three bloody wounds announced such a ruthless fact to him and to the Liao knights.

Jeruxiugo, defeated!

When they realized this fact, the knights shouted in unison and pounced on them with their lives.

They just sent to death, they themselves understood, but, when they rushed up, everyone was shouting something like this:

"Marshal! Come on! ＂

Without crying, without stopping, without blocking or dying with them, without hesitation, he reflexively jumped back on the horse, clamped his legs, and the red horse neighed and galloped away.

"Alas... ＂

After a long sigh and a scream, everything was calm again.

Looking in the direction of Jeruxiugo, he shook his head self-deprecatingly, called out to the coachman, and headed south.

Later, above, the victors wrote:

Hugh Ge was created three times. On Ming Dan, the Song lord fled, and Brother Hugh couldn't ride it, so he chased it to Zhuozhou by light car, but he didn't have time to return.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, they were never able to return to this land, and when the Han people became the masters of the land of Yanyun again, it was already four hundred years later...

"Cheers! ＂

"! ＂

On the edge of Taihu Lake, at the foot of Huishan Mountain, on a large open space, more than 100 tables of eight immortals are set up, more than 1,000 Jianghu men indulge in eating and drinking, and hundreds of Tsing Yi family members walk between the tables.

After only a few coughs, five or six people walked up to a high platform, and the first one was tall, with a mighty appearance, but he smiled very kindly.

Someone is already whispering below:

"Hey, Jane Daxia is out! ＂

"Wait a while and drink again, and listen to what Jian Daxia has to say first! ＂

"Tsk, it's the same person, you look at Jian Daxia's appearance, this style... ＂

That Jian Daxia clasped his fists with both hands, pressed slightly around, and made a circle salute, seeing that the group of heroes had gradually calmed down, Fang smiled and said: "Today, you can give Jian this face, Jian is very grateful, and I hope you don't be polite, and enjoy the amount, Jian will definitely do his best to maintain, don't go out and look back and say that Jian is stingy, lack of wine and food, ah?" Ha ha. ＂

There were laughter at the bottom, and a few people said loudly: "This is what you said there, the master of the Jian Alliance is too polite." ＂

That Jian Daxia smiled: "Is it Brother Zhun Yang Zheng?" The word "leader of the alliance" must be discussed by everyone, but they dare not say nonsense. ＂

Someone laughed and said: "Jian Daxia is really humble, but everything must be done in a logical way, Jian Daxia has been chivalrous and righteous over the years, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, I don't know how many colleagues in the rivers and lakes have been rescued, not to mention anything else, just the previous month, Jian Daxia used great wisdom and courage to expose the true face of Huang Yunliunasi, who else did it?" If Jian Daxia doesn't be the leader of the alliance, the first one surnamed Jiang won't agree! ＂

That Jian Daxia laughed and said, "It's Brother Jiang in Suzhou, right?" I have heard for a long time that Brother Jiang is heroic and refreshing, and the righteousness is thin and cloudy, and when I see it today, it is really worthy of its reputation. ＂

smiled again: "Alliance leader Yunyun, it's just a floating name, it's not important, besides, my brother fought with Huang Yunliu last month, his muscles and veins were injured, and his martial arts were greatly damaged, and he couldn't even use two percent of his strength at this moment, so he was worthy of being the leader of the martial arts alliance?" ＂

The surnamed Zheng said loudly: "Martial arts alliance leader, relying on virtue but not strength, what should not be done, Jian Daxia only needs to be kind to himself, and he does not remember his fellow martial artists!" ＂

That Jian Daxia smiled: "There, there." After a few polite words, he turned around and left.

In the midst of all the excitement, few people pay special attention to a small table in the corner.

There are four people at this table. Sitting on the throne was a brocade-clothed man who looked no more than forty or fifty years old, smiling all over his face, and dressed luxuriously. On the left hand sat a sturdy man, dressed very simply, although not an inch of skin was exposed all over his body, but at a glance, it made people feel that the muscles under the clothes must be like steel and iron. On his right hand sat a thin man, looking rustic, but between the turns of his eyes, he looked very shrewd, and there was an abacus pinned to his waist.

There was a little guy in Tsing Yi sitting opposite the guy, but when there was a greeting, it was all covered by this guy alone.

They sat in a very remote place, and they didn't greet anyone, they just poured themselves a drink.

The voice surnamed Zheng fell, and the sturdy man was full of disgust, spitted, and said, "Outside, what is the origin of these two people?" Shameless! ＂

The member said with a smile: "The surname Zheng is called Zheng Feng, and the surname Jiang is Jiang Chen, who is very famous in recent years. ＂

The sturdy man said strangely: "Watching the wind and chasing the dust? What do you mean? ＂

The little guy suddenly "pounced" and laughed, and the thin man also smiled: "It is the meaning of watching the direction of the wind and chasing the noble dust, these two people are extremely shameless, the most flattering, and the smell is the same, and they are always Jiao Meng, so they got this nickname." ＂

He also said: "In order to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, Jian Yicang even wants to make friends with such characters, which is really everything." ＂

The outsider smiled leisurely: "It's okay, just let him do it for a while." ＂

He smiled again: "Over the years, this guy has never forgotten, just thinking about this wish, and I don't know how many heroes have been bad and how many evil things have been done, so he will die after completing this wish." I also teach these martial arts righteous ways to know, just the leader of the martial arts alliance, in the eyes of us and others, it is not worth mentioning at all. ＂

Suddenly, he looked at the lake and frowned, "What's that?" ＂

The three of them followed his gaze and saw an ownerless boat drifting towards the shore.

At that time, there was not much wind on the lake, and there was no one in the small boat to steer the oars, but it was as if someone was pushing it underwater, and it kept drifting towards the shore.

When the boat drifted to a few feet on the shore, many people had noticed it, but Zheng Feng was very funny, and said with a smile: "Today, Jian Daxia has a birthday, and the floating boat comes to offer treasures, which is really gratifying." ＂

On the table behind him, a purple-clothed man frowned and said, "That's not right." ＂

An old man smiled and said, "Dock master, what's wrong." ＂

The purple-clothed man said: "There is absolutely no one underwater." ＂

He doesn't speak fast, but he's confident.

Things on the water. The boss of the Twelve Serial Docks will never be mistaken.

The boat drifted closer and closer, and Xie Kong said, "I'll go and see." As soon as he lifted his foot, he kicked his stool out.

The boat was still a few feet from the shore, and the stool flew into the air, broken into several pieces, and the empty body spread, and the number of points on the broken wood was already standing on the bow of the boat.

There was a thunderous cheer on the shore, and they all said: "Boss Xie is so handsome!" ＂

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly said: "Untie the void... Is it? On that day, I also have your share! ＂

As soon as Xie Kong heard this voice, his face changed drastically, and he was about to retreat to the shore, when there was a bang, the whole boat was wrapped in a raging fire, and he was caught off guard, only to feel that the acupoints of both legs were ignited, and in the scream, he actually watched the flames lick up his body, unable to move.

In the exclamation on the shore, the boat was still slowly drifting to the shore, and the mournful cry of the air echoed over Taihu Lake, and everyone was terrified when they heard it, and somehow, no one dared to save him.

The man smiled on the outside and ate a chopstick dish.

The faint voice said, "Jian Yicang... Jian Yicang... You come out for me... Come out... The voice was strange and poignant, almost out of human condition.

An old man in gray exclaimed: "Huang Yunliu, it's you, you're still alive!" ＂

In the midst of wild laughter, the fireboat suddenly burst by itself, and thousands of meteors flew towards everyone on the shore, and there was a lot of panic, but a few old men were serious and thoughtful, and said in a loud voice: "Be careful, don't be attacked by him!" ＂

I heard one person laugh and say, "Sneak attack? That's the only way you can do it! But the voice was still on the lake.

When everyone looked at the lake, they saw a man standing on the water with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky proudly.

Standing on the water like this!

Seeing that everyone was coming, he finally began to walk towards the shore.

Step by step, he walked very slowly, but with every step he stepped on, he didn't even get wet on the upper of his shoe.

"Qiqiao Taoist, Hu Fly, Bitter Tea Monk, Shangguan Gongzi...... His gaze was like two electric whips, and he kept going up and down on the shore, and with every step he gave a name, and with each name he reported, there was a commotion.

Huang Yunliu's tone was full of resentment, but if these people were not a generation of sect masters, or celebrities, how could they all have a grudge against him like this?

When he called out his fourteenth name, he had just set foot on the shore.

It is common knowledge for soldiers to attack halfway, but the way he came from the waves was too weird, and nearly a thousand good players in the rivers and lakes seemed to have captured his mind, and watched him come ashore, but none of them dared to stop him.

He stepped ashore and let out a long sigh of relief, saying, "It's good that you're all here." ＂

Suddenly, he smiled again: "But I should have thought that where there is Jian Yicang, how can there be no you?" ＂

"Jiekong is dead, as for you, it is not the main evil, if you are willing to confess your sins, I will let you go. ＂

This sentence is like pulling out a plug, and the originally silent lakeside suddenly bursts into laughter.

"He, is he crazy? ＂

"You actually said that you want to let go of Hu Daxia? ＂

"And the Seven Clever Masters! ＂

"And Shangguan Gongzi! ＂

"Haha, laugh at me, laugh at me! ＂

He didn't speak, he stood there quietly with his hands behind his back, watching them laugh wildly.

Even though he had just shown the power that no one could do, these people were still laughing.

Because, they believe, there are more people on their side, right?

The side with more people is always the stronger side, and the right side is always the right side, and it is this kind of thinking that will make you what you are today, right?

Zheng Feng bent down with a smile, and suddenly said, "I understand!" ＂

Jiang Chen smiled: "What does Brother Zheng understand? ＂

Zheng Feng said: "If you want people to be not beasts, you should always know some heavenly principles and understand some human ethics, this Huang Yunliu killed his wife that day, and later thought that he had some repentance, but it was vicious and difficult to change, so the sky took his courage and drove him crazy." ＂

When he spoke, Huang Yunliu was still more than ten feet away from him, and he raised his head and did not look this way.

He has always been a very careful man.

However, when he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and then he pricked his hands and feet and flew up.

Until he fell into the lake, he still didn't understand how Huang Yunliu came over.

The roar sounded, everyone drew their swords and drew their swords, and rushed forward, and this battle finally began.

Later, the "Taihu Lake First Battle" became one of the three legends of martial arts, and it was personally promised as the "first battle in ancient and modern times" by the abbot of Shaolin Pain Zen, but at that time, in the hearts of those participants, this was just another opportunity to rely on more and fight less, eliminate the demon and defend the road, and become famous.

Not everyone present participated in the mob against Huang Yunliu.

There are many people, either who know that their skills are insufficient, or they don't want to intervene, so they don't step forward, but just watch the excitement from a distance, including a table of four people in the corner.

The outsider kept smiling and watching intently, until Huang Yunliu pulled out a fire snake between his hands and burned Shangguan Tianhe to death in one fell swoop, he snorted lightly and smiled at the thin man: "It's good that Dingguo didn't come, otherwise I would have to fight with him." ＂

The thin man smiled: "Dingguo is not his opponent. ＂

He also said: "This kind of martial arts is simply unbelievable, this Huang Yunliu is really a genius." ＂

The man smiled and nodded, but the sturdy man and the young man in Tsing Yi both had a look of resentment.

The man smiled and said, "What? ＂

The sturdy man said: "I think his martial arts are more frightening than useful, he has been ashore so far, he has not fought hard with anyone, obviously he knows that he is still flawed, and he dare not shake him." ＂

The man shook his head with a smile, and the young man in Tsing Yi also said, "Master... He waved for the man to stop.

The man smiled and said, "In my opinion, he will be able to kill Jian Yicang for us, and we can go back." ＂

He smiled at the sturdy man again: "Seeing that you are not convinced, you might as well go and have a trick with him." ＂

The sturdy man was overjoyed when he heard this, and he arched his hand and said, "Thank you!" "The figure has already jumped out.

The thin man frowned and said, "It's not good, if Shi Dalang is injured and shows his traces again, how can we retreat?" ＂

The man smiled and said: "If you don't let him pass this trick, you and I don't want to live in peace all the way, if you want to see his stinky face back to the mountain, you are willing, and I won't do it." ＂

"As for the retreat... He poured himself a glass of wine, pointed to the lake, and said with a smile: "Even if Da Lang is seriously injured, as long as they don't make a move, it depends on these people, who can stop us!" ＂

The thin man followed what he pointed at, and his whole body was shocked, and he said, "They are here too!" ＂

And he said, "Even he is here!" ＂

The man was referring to a small boat with five people on board, one dressed in red, one in white, the other in green clothes, and a monk.

At this time, the sturdy man had already pounced on the yellow clouds.

There was still more than ten zhang between their table and Huang Yunliu, but as soon as he moved, he was like a cheetah, swift and incoherent, as fast as crazy lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was forced to within three feet of Huang Yunliu.

There were a few people standing between them, and before they could understand it, they found that somehow, they had changed places and positions.

Some were thrown under the table, some were kicked into the lake, and another, with a lot of nonsense, stuck in a vat with his head down and feet.

The member sighed and said, "It's a pity, I haven't tasted the red of that altar yet." ＂

When he said the word "pity", the sturdy man had already rushed to Huang Yunliu's side and shouted, "Turn back!" ＂

When he said the word "female", Huang Yunliu turned around and punched, and the strong man clenched his fist and swung it out.

When he said the word "yet", the two fists met.

With a bang, Huang Yunliu did not move, and the sturdy man flew out upside down.

At this point, he had just said the word "to". He shook his head, sighed again, and stood up.

The sturdy man roared angrily, "What kind of martial arts are you! In the roar, the right hand was from the wrist to the shoulder, and the pieces of clothes burst, showing a big dragon pattern, showing teeth and claws, lifelike.

Everyone around them was stunned, looked at the sturdy man, and suddenly exclaimed together, Huang Yunliu was also stunned, and said, "It's you?" When he looked up, he saw the smiling man approaching, and exclaimed, "Is that you?" ＂

The man only smiled, and took the sturdy man, the thin man, and the little guy in green clothes with him.

It's just that when he left, he still didn't forget to turn his head and smile leisurely at the boat on the lake.

The man in red raised his glass, saluted the outsider, and smiled at the monk beside him: "What does the national teacher think?" ＂

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "True magic skills, Baoguang is ashamed of himself." ＂

The man in red laughed; "What if he had come to stab me right now? ＂

The monk's eyes flashed with light.

He was originally solemn, and he was respectful when he looked at it, but this time, he seemed to be like an angry King Kong, subduing the demon king, and he was awe-inspiring.

He looked at Huang Yunliu, and at this moment, Huang Yunliu also happened to turn his head sideways to this side.

It's like, in the dark, teaching him to have this view.

The four eyes were facing each other, there seemed to be a fire snake blooming in the air, Huang Yunliu trembled slightly, and almost did not avoid the knife cut behind him, the monk remained silent, chanted the Buddha's name, and lowered his head again.

The man in red did not speak, but poured another glass of wine and drank it leisurely.

The other three looked immobile and did not drink, and the two men in Tsing Yi looked at the battle group on the shore, but the man in white only looked at the monk.

After reciting a Heart Sutra silently, the monk said: "If he comes by treading water at this moment, Baoguang will do his best to ask himself to take twenty tricks." ＂

The three of them all looked surprised, and the man in red smiled, "And then? ＂

The monk said: "Marshal Deng and Shi Bai join forces, when they can block another thirty moves, with this time, Your Majesty may be able to escape five miles away." ＂

The younger man in Tsing Yi already had an angry face, but the man in red didn't care, and said with a smile: "What if I also make a move?" ＂

The monk muttered: "Your Majesty's skills, although they are above the treasure light, but if the five of us join forces, we can take him up to a hundred moves." ＂

The man in red smiled and said, "What about after a hundred moves?" ＂

But the monk did not answer, and began to recite the sutra again.

The red-clothed man laughed and said, "Good, good, such an opponent, go find it!" I just hope he doesn't die here! He said to the man in white, "Let's go." ＂

The man in white was relieved, waved his hand, and the two men in green pulled the oars, and the boat shot away like arrows from the string.

Watching the member leave, Jian Yicang's face was uncertain.

How much they hated him, of course he understood, and how strong they were, he understood even more.

If they attacked this high platform now, he didn't know how long the people below would be able to block it, but they chose to leave, that is, they thought that Huang Yunliu was enough to kill himself for them?

And now, it seems that this is indeed the case...

The head of the Qiqiao Taoist is in a different place, lying on the ground; Shangguan Changhe was burned to a charred black; The Master of Bitter Gourd was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and his face and hands were covered with frost; Li Jiujiu shrank into a ball, and blood overflowed from all seven orifices......

They are all good players who have been famous for a long time, and they are all strong men who dominate each side, but now, they are all dead on the ground.

What was even more terrifying was that there were only fourteen corpses on the ground.

Hundreds of men besieged one of him, but he did not kill more, no less, and only killed the fourteen whom he was about to kill.

He put his hands in his hands, his head down, and looked at the corpse.

No one dared to step forward anymore.

"You... I could have been immortal... ＂

With a faint sigh, he raised his head and looked at Jian Yicang.

"I came today to kill only one of you, but they didn't know how to love themselves, so they had to take their lives. ＂

"I didn't expect my palm to seriously hurt you, and there are only two successes left, right? It doesn't matter, soon, you will feel that it doesn't matter if you have martial arts or not. ＂

"It seems that you don't dare to come down, so I'll go up. ＂

"I don't like to go fast, but you don't have to rush, I can make an exception for you. ＂

As he walked, it was like a boat breaking through water, or like a fire melting ice, and wherever he went, all the men fled in terror to either side, and none of them dared to stay within three feet of him.

This scene is ridiculous, but he sees all this in his eyes, but he doesn't want to laugh at all.

Are these people the ones who make up the rivers and lakes?

All these years, I have been addicted to it, is this the kind of rivers and lakes?

Unconsciously, I remembered the departing staff and the departing boat.

If I knew this was the case, I should have been like them......

The contemplation did not stop him, and he would suddenly stand still because there was a man in his way.

A young woman, who looked no more than in her early twenties, wore a goose-yellow shirt with braids and a small flower, and smiled and smiled sweetly.

It's so sweet that you almost forget the sword in her hand.

looked at her very unexpectedly, and said very funny: "You, want to fight me?" ＂

Nodding with a smile, she drew her sword.

"Is he gracious to you? ＂

Shaking his head disdainfully, he said, "What is he!" ＂

Even though she said disdainful words, she was still laughing, laughing so much that she almost forgot her hurtful words.

"I'm holding you because I want to fight you. ＂

"Then why are you waiting until now? ＂

"Do you want to know? She turned her head and smiled coquettishly.

He should have gone straight to the high platform, but he didn't stop.

"There are three reasons for this. ＂

"Number one, I hate to play more and play less. ＂

"Second, one-on-one, you should be able to find more things. ＂

"The third, and most important, reason. Suddenly she laughed again, like a little flower swaying in the wind.

Lowered his voice and only let him hear.

"You didn't kill indiscriminately just now, which proves that you can still control yourself, and of course you won't kill me, so I only need to live a few tricks with you, which is enough to make a name for me, and it will be very good for my future. ＂

Suddenly, he felt the urge to laugh.

It's the first time I've met such an interesting woman.

Clever but not hypocritical, confident but not arrogant, honest but not stupid. The rivers and lakes in the future will probably be the world of this kind of person.

No matter what, it's always better than Jian Yicang's...

"Come on, then. ＂

Who are you fighting with?

He just smiled and stood there, not making any movements, but why, every sword of his own, was entangled in something?

As long as the sword is withdrawn, the power will disappear on its own, but as soon as the sword is swung in front of him, it will become very sticky, and it will be difficult to move forward.

It's like the feeling when you're boating on a river on a windy day.

Huang Yunliu is known as the "amorous scholar", he is a famous romantic maniac, unparalleled in poetry and sword, and is not good at internal skills, why, all of a sudden, has such power?

In the eyes of others, the woman in yellow only swung half of each sword and immediately retracted it, and then changed into a new move, Huang Yunliu just watched with a smile and did not make a move, just like a disciple practicing moves in front of the master.

Hearing this, he frowned slightly.

I wanted to help her, but if it ended like this, it wouldn't help her much.

The figure flashed, and he struck.

The woman was not panicked, and the sword technique was unleashed all the way, which was extremely fine, and Huang Yunliu was eager to do it, and she couldn't succeed.

However, this is just the opinion of a bystander.

As the two passed by, he heard it clearly, and she said, "Thank you." ＂

Dumbfounded, in the face of such a smart woman, it is just an insult to her to play any longer.

As soon as he stretched out his hand and snatched her sword, the figures of the two people all fell silent.

It's time for me to see how strong you really are...

The wind blew gently, stirring the corners of her clothes and her long hair.

Slowly swinging the sword out, he drew a circle.

She was a little disappointed that nothing had happened, but soon, her face changed.

The corners of the garment froze, and the braids hung back to the waist.

The wind did not stop, and he could clearly see that the sleeves of his robe were still gently fluctuating in the wind.

A sword, cutting the wind?

Throwing the sword back to her, and as she walked towards the high platform, her voice came from behind her: "

"Tell me, what is the name of your martial arts! ＂

Do you want to say it?

I didn't want to speak, but for some reason, his voice still reached everyone's ears.

"I called her ... ＂

"Forgetfulness... ＂

The woman in yellow stared at the direction of Huang Yunliu and muttered, "Forgetting? Be indifferent? He lowered his head, looked at the sword in his hand, and said softly: "Forgetful? As long as you forget your passions, can you wield such a sword? ＂

Watching Huang Yunliu step onto the high platform, Jian Yicang couldn't stop sweating.

This high platform and banquet took a lot of effort, and I originally wanted to fully enjoy every bit of happiness when I became the leader of the martial arts alliance, but now, I am about to become my burial place.

His hand trembled, and he touched his waist, and when he touched the familiar jade button, he felt better.

Anyway, as long as it's there, Huang Yunliu, if you want to kill me, it's not so easy!

Huang Yunliu's footsteps were not heavy, but with each step, the sound of footsteps continued for a long time, echoing in the sky.

It's like, a death knell announces that Jian Yicang's death is near.

He finally stepped onto the high platform and stood in front of Jian Yicang.

"You've lost most of your martial arts, as if I shouldn't have killed you, right? ＂

However, this kind of etiquette should be applied to those who are worthy. ＂

"You, unworthy. ＂

Jian Yicang lowered his head and did not speak.

Come closer, come closer!

Of course, you won't walk in front of me, but as long as it's within three feet, you won't be able to avoid the world's first secret weapon, insinuation!

Three steps, two steps, one step, and it's done!

Jian Yicang raised his head violently, and in the midst of wild laughter, thousands of steel needles burst out from his waist, covering Huang Yunliu, and at the same time, his body retreated sharply, and with a move of his right hand, the sword on the flat table flew into his hand, directly shattering the scabbard, and slashing down with a sword!

The strongest move of the Heavenly Sword, the trick of slaying the dragon!

God is full of energy, and there is no flaw in the shot, where does it seem to be a person with only two successes left?

Pretending to be injured, I wanted to make those old guys relax their vigilance, thinking that they would still be a very controllable martial arts alliance leader, but they didn't expect that in exchange for such fruitful results.

Providence, this must be providence to bless me!

is not biased or oblique, and a sword slashes at the top gate of Huang Yunliu.

The sword shattered.

The first of the seven famous swords in the rivers and lakes, the "right way", broke from the middle, and then cracked piece by piece.

Just like Jian Yicang's hope, pieces of it cracked.

Huang Yunliu sneered and raised a hand, pointing at Jian Yicang.

With his every movement, the steel needles pierced his body turned into fine powder and fell to the ground silently.

Everyone heard a scream, so miserable, so desperate, that many years later, some of the participants would still be shocked into a cold sweat when they returned in the middle of the night.

Huang Yunliu didn't kill Jian Yicang, he was crazy.

Crying and laughing, ignoring Huang Yunliu, stumbling, and getting off the stage.

He pulled everyone to speak, "You know what? I'm the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance! Very powerful, Martial Arts Alliance Master! ＂

"Don't you believe it? I'm amazing, do you know what happens to those who want to fight with me? ＂

＂…… ＂

In front of people from all walks of life, Jian Yicang returned Huang Yunliu's innocence in this wonderful way. When I heard that he and the Seven Clever Taoists, Hu Fly, Bitter Tea Monk, Shangguan Gongzi... When these people did something together, the most daring man, or the most unscrupulous underworld, couldn't help but shrink their necks.

didn't expect this to be the end, and with a wry smile, he chose to leave.

Since then, the "Scholar of Love" has become an immortal legend in the martial arts, although no one has ever seen him again...

History is written by emperors and generals, and the ink they use is the tears, sweat, and blood of countless ordinary people.

The rivers and lakes, dominated by heroes and heroes, draw their swords in anger, be happy to take revenge, and the blood of countless weak people has dyed a road in the rivers and lakes.

The battle between the emperor and the hero has already been said, then, now, it's time for our hero to appear.

A man who does not have so many ambitions, does not have so many desires and, of course, does not have so much blood to pave the way for him...