Outside Yunzhong City, the battle of Yipin has ended, Zuoqiu Yunzhong slowly walked into Yunzhong City, and Liu Shaoqun, who was seriously injured and leaning against the city wall, seemed to have no strength to stand up.

Behind the crowd, a white-clothed girl on a white horse galloped away, without attracting anyone's attention, because everyone's attention fell on the black-clothed young man leaning against the city wall with a pale face.

Kill him, destined to be famous.

At this time, among the thousands of people in the rivers and lakes outside Yunzhong City, there were already many people who were ready to move.

Maybe it will be despised if you shoot now, but the rivers and lakes have always listened to the results, if anyone kills Liu Shaoqun today, then the person who will be mentioned with Liu Shaoqun in the future will definitely have a place.

The great master of the first product is to pick up and kill one, and it is not in vain to go through this river and lake, I don't know how many people present think like this in their hearts.

Among these thousands of people in the rivers and lakes, the largest number has not entered the realm of the third grade, and there are only a few who can enter the third grade, and there are even fewer small grandmasters of the second grade.

However, Liu Shaoqun fought with Zuo Qiu Yunzhong before, and the terrifying strength he showed still had a lot of deterrence to everyone, although he couldn't even stand up in this matter, but no one dared to step forward to test it first.

At this moment, a reddish-brown horse suddenly rushed out from behind everyone and walked along the potholed official road towards Liu Shaoqun under the city wall.

Everyone was startled, and when they looked at it, they saw a young man wearing a blue and white robe and holding a cyan sword in his hand sitting on the horseback, but at this time his face was covered with a square scarf, covering his mouth and nose, so that people could not see his appearance.

Everyone was hesitating whether to step forward, and when they saw this, some people couldn't bear it, so most of them watched the young man rush towards Liu Shaoqun with the idea of watching a good show, but some people saw this, for fear of falling behind, and they also leaned towards the city wall, and even some people had already pinched the secret weapon in their hands, and they didn't know who they wanted to plot.

The blue-clothed young man who rode towards Liu Shaoqun on a horse was naturally Xu Mingyuan, and Tang Xue had already left here on a white horse under his advice.

Xu Mingyuan, who was covered with a black scarf, rushed under the city wall under the attention of everyone, and just when everyone thought that he would stab at Liu Shaoqun with his sword, he saw a scene that surprised everyone.

Xu Mingyuan rode to the city wall, looking at Liu Shaoqun, who was pale and leaning against the city wall, there was still no panic on his face, and even when he looked at Xu Mingyuan and those Jianghu people who were leaning towards the wall, they did not change color in the slightest.

"Reach out!" Xu Mingyuan approached Liu Shaoqun and suddenly said briefly.

Liu Shaoqun glanced at Xu Mingyuan, and finally had a strange look in his eyes, but he still stretched out his right hand according to his words.

Xu Mingyuan grabbed Liu Shaoqun's hand, pulled him onto the horse, and lay down in front of him.

"That kid wants to save him!" I don't know who in the crowd shouted, and there was an uproar for a while, and those who had the heart of killing Liu Shaoqun and becoming famous in one fell swoop changed their faces drastically, and as soon as they raised their hands, they already didn't know how many hidden weapons were shooting towards Xu Mingyuan.

At the same time that Xu Mingyuan, who had expected it, clamped the horse's belly, the long sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and with a slight turn of his wrist, he drew a Tai Chi behind him, and a faint blue light shrouded it, blocking all the hidden weapons that flew towards him.

"Slate." Just when Xu Mingyuan wanted to ride his horse and leave this place first, Liu Shaoqun, who was lying on horseback, said two words in a low voice.

Xu Mingyuan looked at the inky black slate not far away, raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that at this life-and-death juncture, he still couldn't let go of the slate. However, thinking that he has been carrying this slate since he entered the rivers and lakes, even if it is really just an ordinary slate, he has a lot of feelings when he thinks about it.

The brown horse galloped forward, and when it reached the stone slab, Xu Mingyuan leaned over and reached out, and the stone slab was grasped in his hand. He lifted the slate up, and it weighed hundreds of pounds, and he almost didn't get out.

The brown horse also let out a neigh, as if it was a little dissatisfied with carrying such a heavy thing on its body, fortunately, this horse is indeed a good horse, after being pinched by Xu Mingyuan's belly, he spread his hooves and ran, although the speed is slower than when riding alone, but it is still a lot faster than ordinary horses.

Xu Mingyuan stood out on his own, and everyone thought that he was going to take Liu Shaoqun's life, but they didn't expect him to want to save him, and few people reacted for a while.

Seeing the brown horses carrying the two of them go away, they also got on their horses and chased forward.

There are a lot of people in this group who want to kill Liu Shaoqun to become famous, of course, more of them still go with the temperament of watching the excitement, after all, although killing Liu Shaoqun can become famous in the rivers and lakes, if others want to kill you to become famous, wouldn't it be an endless disaster.

Therefore, most of those who were not strong were not blinded by the blood of the rush at this time, and although they followed on horseback, they still kept a distance, so as not to be affected.

Although the blue-clothed swordsman didn't show up before, the sword painting Tai Chi with one hand suppressed many people, and everyone who saw it could see that the sword already had a bit of a second-grade little grandmaster's climate.

It is the dream of many people in the rivers and lakes to be able to enter the third grade, and as for the second grade little master, he is already a highly respected person in the rivers and lakes.

And a first-class great master like Liu Shaoqun is a rare existence even among the four major sects, so there are so many people who want to kill him like crazy today to become famous.

Although the blue-clothed swordsman doesn't look weak, he can't stand the crowd, and among the people who follow behind, there are a few genuine second-grade little masters, dealing with a person who has not really entered the second grade, even if the leader of the disciples of the four major sects comes, he can only hate it.

And the horse rode two people, and carried the stone slab that looked very heavy, these two people were destined to run not fast, and they couldn't run far, as long as they were chased by the people behind, then today the two of them would have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Xu Mingyuan, who was holding the reins of the horse in one hand and the inky black slate in the other, also had a little anxious on his face, and after thinking about it, he still took out a half-foot-long black bamboo from his arms, and with a flick of his fingers, accompanied by a sharp sound, a red firework also exploded in mid-air, leaving a cloud of red smoke in the air, which did not disperse for a long time.

If he follows the must-kill list, then he should have to watch Liu Shaoqun die today, and even step forward to make up for it, which can be regarded as completing the task.

However, Xu Mingyuan, who watched Liu Shaoqun's two first-class battles, suddenly changed his mind after seeing the black-clothed young man who was seriously injured and leaning against the city wall, his eyes were still full of indifference.

A ride to break out of the encirclement, but there is quite a momentum of tens of millions of people. (To be continued.) )