In Chang'an City, outside the Mingde Gate, a gray carriage stopped in the middle of a long line, waiting for the people in front to enter the city.

The curtain of the gray carriage was lifted to reveal a beautiful face, looking at the majestic city, but the good-looking brows were slightly frowned, as if thinking of something sad.

There is also a black guqin in the corner of the carriage that is not wide, with exquisite patterns and a simple body, which is a fine product in the guqin at a glance.

The driver was an ordinary-looking young man, sitting on the wheel, his feet hanging outside, dangling gently. A strand of hair hung down in front of him, making the face that was not easy to be remembered a little vivid, and his eyes fell on the city tower, with some emotion and a little excitement.

Some people left the city, and some entered Chang'an.

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On the shores of the East China Sea, Cloudsdale.

The sound of the waves crashing on the shore not far away can still be faintly heard, but at this time, the thousands of people from the rivers and lakes gathered outside Yunzhong City did not dare to look at the black-clothed young man who was carrying a black slate on his back and walking towards Yunzhong City step by step.

Liu Shaoqun rode to the imperial city alone, fought against Wang Zhiyuan, the martial arts master, and finally slapped it into the imperial city five feet, and said: "Imperial City, but that's it." "It can be called the most famous battle in the rivers and lakes this year.

No matter how dazzling Chen Yao, Tao Yu and others are, they have only recently entered the second grade, and Liu Shaoqun has been famous ten years ago, and both the realm of martial arts and the reputation are far from being comparable to the younger generation.

And the imperial city of Chang'an is not easy to climb, not to mention how imposing the thousand cavalry feather forest army should be, just talk about the martial arts master Wang Zhiyuan has been a great master for many years, and in the end he was smashed into the city wall by Liu Shaoqun.

It's just that the battle that day was in Chang'an, and almost no one saw that battle, which also became a regret in the rivers and lakes.

The day before yesterday, Liu Shaoqun, who was carrying a black slate on his back, entered Jiangnan Road and traveled eastward, and he was also guessed by the Jianghu people who recognized him, so there were thousands of Jianghu people gathered outside the cloud city in just two days, and they all wanted to see this battle of the great masters.

Zuoqiu Yunzhong has been undefeated since he established the Sword Cloud City forty years ago. And Liu Shaoqun moved the rivers and lakes ten years ago, defeated the leaders of the disciples of the four major sects, and defeated many masters of the older generation of the rivers and lakes, and he has never been defeated.

If the two fight today, maybe there will be a new version of the contentious ranking in the rivers and lakes.

In the crowd, Xu Mingyuan and Tang Xue, who were leading the horse, looked at the figure that was walking slowly, because there were too many people in front of them, and Tang Xue's height was a little out of reach, so they simply asked Xu Mingyuan to help lead the horse and turned over on the horse's back.

Looking at the black-clothed young man who was still calm under the attention of everyone, Tang Xue also looked at Xu Mingyuan with some curiosity and asked, "Brother Mingyuan, is the slate he is carrying on his back?" How can there be a person in this world who uses a stone tablet as a weapon? ”

"It looks like it's supposed to be a slate, but it's not necessarily just a slate." Xu Mingyuan pondered for a moment and said something that was almost nonsense.

The little girl who was a little dazed by him came back to her senses, rolled her eyes and said, "Isn't this nonsense." ”

Xu Mingyuan laughed dryly twice, but did not explain. To say that Liu Shaoqun is carrying an ordinary slate, Xu Mingyuan will not believe it if he is killed, after all, since he left Leizhou, Liu Shaoqun has carried this inky black slate all the way north, and there are countless masters who have been defeated under his slate.

And among these masters, there are naturally not a few peerless weapons in their hands, but after so many years, his stone slab is still as smooth as jade, and even potholes are rare, which is strange.

What exactly is this black slate, this is also controversial in the rivers and lakes, but no one can say why. And for so many years, no one has ever heard the origin of this slate from Liu Shaoqun's mouth.

Forty years ago, the ghost knife in Zuoqiu Yunzhong dominated the rivers and lakes, cut off the arm of Wudang Zhenren with a knife, and broke the mission sword of Taihua Sword with a knife.

This is the legend of forty years ago, and then this legend has continued in this Cloud City for forty years, and Zuoqiu Yunzhong is also known as the first person in the sword path.

At this time, there was a crowd of people outside Yunzhong City, and as Liu Shaoqun walked to the bottom of Yunzhong City, everyone couldn't help but talk softly.

"If you want me to say that today's battle, Zuoqiu Yunzhong has a better chance of winning, I heard that he entered the first product forty years ago, forty years have passed, and his strength is no longer high, even if Li Taibai came back then, he may not be able to beat him." A sloppy old Taoist god with white hair and shabby Taoist robes said on the ground.

"Old nonsense, if you want me to say that this Liu Shaoqun has a higher chance of winning, although Zuoqiu Yunzhong is powerful, but he has been in this Cloud City for forty years, and he is not young, how can he be the opponent of Liu Shaoqun in that year." On the side, a young man who was holding a jade fan and dressed in brocade pouted and said, and there were two tall guards standing beside him, who seemed to be a boy who knew a little kung fu, and he also came to join in the fun.

was hit by that son's brother, the old way was not angry, an old man like him naturally would not care about such things, stroked his long beard and sighed: "Back then, Li Taibai Yujian Ling Jianghu, a few years later, he will no longer appear on the rivers and lakes, if you can see the first person in the sword and the first person in the way of the sword to fight, it is the first happy thing in life." ”

As soon as the old Tao said this, some of the younger generation of Jianghu people may not know who Li Taibai is, and some older people can't help but sigh lightly.

Xu Mingyuan glanced at the old man, it seems that this person should have seen Li Taibai and Zuo Qiu Yunzhong when they were young. has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, although he is still sloppy in the end, but he can tell those people and those things when he opens his mouth, but it is not in vain to go through the rivers and lakes.

His eyes fell on Liu Shaoqun, who was already standing under the Cloud City, and Xu Mingyuan's eyes also showed a bit of expectation, this battle of one product will definitely be more exciting than the one outside the imperial city.

It's just that Xu Mingyuan is a little puzzled, why does Liu Shaoqun challenge others everywhere, he traveled all the way north from Leizhou, and later after becoming famous in the rivers and lakes, he also challenged many old people in the rivers and lakes.

Liu Shaoqun stood in front of the gate of the city in the clouds, did not look at the city gate, because he was defeated in the hands of Zuoqiu Yunzhong, in order to survive, and became the sword slaves of the sword keepers of the city in the clouds, looked up at the old man standing at the head of the city with a wrinkled face like a knife, just standing with his hands in his hands at will, he was not angry and arrogant, and said loudly:

"Liu Shaoqun, Dengyun Midtown today!" (To be continued.) )