The dragon of the Beiliang Wangfu is located in Qingliang Mountain.

When it comes to power, the emperor of the Liyang Dynasty did not speak loudly as Xu Xiao here, as the only surviving king with a different surname in the dynasty, the Xu family already has the prestige of covering the sky with one hand.

On this day, the horses sent a message from the Sky Eagle Falcon.

Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, the well-deserved master of Beiliang, can mix in the gap between Liyang and Beimang, how can he not be a little sensitive, not to mention that Beiliang also has a terrifying intelligence organization in secret.

"Open the gates of the city and welcome guests!"

In the hall, a middle-aged old man with the appearance of an old farmer inserted his hands into his sleeves, and his voice fell like a thunderclap on the ground.

On this day, the dragoon army of the 3,000 snow battalion in Beiliang burst out!

Endless traces of snow white, covering the entire Lingzhou City, the cavalry is uniform, the horse's hooves are shaking, and the thunder is roaring, as if there are signs of shaking the entire city.

This kind of movement is known to everyone, and no one knows it.

In Lingzhou City, those who drove three or four carriages galloping on the main road did not dare to jump chickens and dogs, and the wealthy families were panicked, and those beautifully dressed young ladies and daughters did not care about the elegant demeanor, and stood guard at the window with their skirts to watch those heroic generals.

The person in Beiliang didn't know that the Daxue Camp Dragoon was personally led by Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, and was the elite of the elite in the Beiliang Cavalry.

"The King of Beiliang is going to welcome guests with the Great Snow Camp Dragoon Army!"

I don't know where I got the news, in an instant with a tornado-like speed, one by one, ten to hundred, in less than an hour at an astonishing speed spread throughout the entire Lingzhou City, the men, women and children in the city immediately became energetic, such a big dependence, it is simply an unprecedented wonder.

The world has been safe and stable for a long time, who has a big face to let Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang who has been on the edge of the sky, take out his own treasure pro-army to welcome guests, expressing his courtesy and attention.

Even when the emperor of the Zhao family came to Beiliang in person, he didn't have such treatment.

At the east city gate, the dragoons of the Daxue Battalion stood like javelins, immobile like mountains, the Beiliang knife in their hands, the spear and the halberd showed a sharp cold light, and the bright armor was shining, like silver snow that could not be forced.

On the review platform at the head of Lingzhou City, a Xu character Daxu hunted in the river breeze, and a thin middle-aged man was wearing a brocade dress and a smile, like a rich old man in a shop. He was surrounded by mighty generals who were far taller and stronger than him, and elegant and handsome Confucian scholars, with a shining demeanor, but none of them surpassed the front of men.

"Father-in-law, do you need to be so prepared?"

The fierce general, who was comparable to the figure of a tiger and wolf, stood up sonorously, looked at the empty space in the distance at the head of the city, frowned, and disagreed in his heart.

What about the masters at the peak of martial arts in the world, are there still fewer masters that Bei Liang has killed over the years?

The 300,000 army is waiting for him, who dares to despise and underestimate it.

Even Wang Xianzhi didn't dare to pick up the Northern Liang Tiger Whisker, when Xu Xiao stepped on the entire rivers and lakes, he didn't know how many heroes of the rivers and lakes were looking forward to Emperor Wu City, but what was the result?

This river and lake has been crushed by the horse's hooves.

The top martial artists, no matter how strong they are, how many armies can they be, aren't there many top martial artists in the world who are subservient to the royal power in Beimangzhong?

Xu Xiaole said with a smile: "The guests come from afar, Beiliang can't lose the courtesy, and the business is not benevolent!" ”

Qi Dangguo was noncommittal, speaking from his heart, he was born in the poor army and did not agree with this kind of behavior in his heart, which is not only a courtesy, but also a deterrent, if you want to weigh the strength of the people, you only need to do your best, why make such trouble, but loyalty and righteousness are the head, and the Beiliang generals will also carry out it without any discount.

After a while, the head of Lingzhou City looked north, and a carriage from the east came quickly.

Xiongguan Mandao, the carriage made a sound of tinkling and pleasant spring water flowing, and the wheels crushed, as if breaking this world.

In the rear, there were three continuous black torrents in the carriage, the flags were shaking, and the horses' hooves were fierce, raising the dust that rushed to the sky on the ground, but the speed of this cavalry was not much, just to protect the carriage led by the front.

In the midst of the iron cavalry of the sword and spear, the carriage finally stopped, Xu Fengnian glanced at it, and with a wave of his big hand, the cavalry behind him also stopped.

A smile appeared on Xu Fengnian's face at this time, he held down the reins, and looked at the carriage and the scarlet "Xu" banner at the head of the city.

How is the sword god in the world, this is Bei Liang, it is the territory of Xu Xiao, the biggest opposite sex king of the Liyang Dynasty, who has worked hard for more than 20 years, and the power is profound, and the emperor's orders are useless here, Bei Liang has the most brave, most elite and most iron cavalry in the world, which is also the factor that Bei Liang dares to call the world in this place of four wars.

The 3,000 Great Snow Battalion Dragoons broke the 10,000 Iron Cavalry Army of the Xishu Soldiers, as fast as a cone arrow, like thunder and lightning, and the Xishu Kingdom was destroyed, and this cavalry army accounted for at least half of the credit.

How many armor soldiers can a famous sword god break?

"It's the sword god sitting in the carriage, why don't you come out to see it?" Xu Xiao stood at the head of the city, and his voice was loud and powerful.

While Xu Xiao spoke, more than a dozen veterans and new generals who had died on the battlefield behind him all raised their tiger eyes, and their eyes locked on the carriage condescendingly.

If the gaze could kill, I'm afraid this carriage would be riddled with holes.

In this world, no one has yet been able to enjoy Xu Xiao's treatment.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng sat at the head of the carriage, his face expressionless, but his mind was far less calm than his face and tone, he clutched the reins tightly, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't dare to relax.

At this moment, the most elite fierce generals in the world are gathered here, and secretly I don't know how many top masters are hiding from the killing machine, all the condensed invisible momentum, like a turbulent ocean, but she is a small boat, and if she is not careful, I am afraid that she will turn into powder.

But the more this is the case, the more excited Xuanyuan Qingfeng is in his heart.

Women are picturesque, grinding by hand, can be used as a picture scroll, but how can they be compared to being independent in the splendid country?

The world's most powerful military force collided with the world's top martial arts combat power, and for the first time, it was clearly and directly displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

Suddenly, at this moment, the curtain was gently lifted, and a handsome young man who looked like a scholar walked out, looking at the endless white cavalry inside the city gate, with a smile on his face.

"When I first entered the rivers and lakes, I traveled to the south of the Yangtze River and climbed the dragon and tiger, stepped on the martial arts and looked at the north cool, fought the sword and sang, so happy, not wanton, the world was wide, and the mind was open-minded!"

"At this moment, if the wine in Cao Changqing's hand is white!"

"Today's grand view of the Beiliang military salute, the edge is exposed, and it is not a lie to know that the Beiliang cavalry is the best in the world. The king of Beiliang treated me with great courtesy, a certain body has no long things, only a long sword at the waist, and is willing to show what he has learned to perform the swordsman of the city's inner sincerity. ”

The color was thunderous, and every sentence exploded in the ears of everyone in the city like a thunderbolt, and every word was heard clearly.

Xu Xiao stood by the knife, with a smile on his lips, the wind rolled up his sleeves, and his eyebrows were full of spirit:

"Please also act!"

"The Northern Liang armor wears a cool sword, and the sword is not separated, but it can also be learned."

Chen Jun's voice was loud, shaking the sky: "Qingfeng, open the sword box!" ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng took out the sword box randomly placed on the carriage, and inside was an ordinary-looking long sword, this was Mr.'s personal long sword, and the only time he saw it was when he saw it for the first time in Jincheng when he tore through the sky and thunder.

Chen Jun said loudly: "This sword is given to Bei Liang!" ”

As soon as the long sword was thrown, it turned into a white horse and crossed the sky, and there was a loud bang in an instant, and there were 30,000 sword qi long swords in the air piercing through the clouds and breaking through the sky.

The swords on the waists of the three thousand dragoons of the snow camp in the city trembled, and the people looked at the mighty flying swords in the sky.

A sword hangs high in the sky of Lingzhou City, pulling 30,000 long swords without falling.

Obscuring the sky.

The clouds are falling.

According to the records of the rivers and lakes, Chen Jun first entered Beiliang to practice the way of the sword, and used one sword to draw 30,000 sword qi across the sky.

The Purple Electric Sword God no longer has the word "Purple Lightning" in front of him, and the third-ranked master on the martial arts evaluation actually has a strange scene of two sword swordsmen in a tied.

Xu Fengnian stopped at the horse, dumbfounded: "What kind of sword is this?" ”

Chen Jun waved his hand, and the sword qi dissipated invisibly in an instant, withdrew the long sword, and said calmly:

"Zhu Xian!"

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"How's that!"

Xu Xiao, who looked like a wealthy businessman, smiled and looked at the 30,000 sword qi that disappeared into the sky, and said to the many generals of Beiliang behind him.

The generals clenched their fists, and their hands were full of green muscles.

The veteran at the head of the city who was not killed in a hundred battles on the battlefield was unruly and bold all his life, and he was not so patient in the face of the "return gift" under the city.

Although this sword is beautiful and wonderful, he may not be able to see such a sword technique of immortal methods in his life.

But Wufu is Wufu, Wufu belongs to the rivers and lakes, and this Jianghu has been silenced once under the hooves of Beiliang, but I still have to admit that this is a lose-lose end, and it is a difficult choice to make, not to mention that Xu Fengnian, the only son who inherited the unification of Beiliang, and the eldest daughter Xu Zhihu are all under the city, so it is not cost-effective to fight at all.

Xu Xiao swept to Wenchen's side, most of them were middle-aged literati with cold sweat on their heads and trembling bodies, and those who didn't know thought that they were sick seedlings who couldn't help but be weak, or that they had lost too much energy in bed in the middle of the night.

"How?"

Then Xu Xiao looked at an old man beside him, this old man was the closest to King Beiliang except for the handsome young man in white on the left. Others, no matter how high the rank, are not qualified.

The old man had a broken arm, an empty sleeve, a short stature, two goatees, an old and tattered sheepskin coat, and a lazy gaze.

Only two people in the city noticed that when the old man was raised by the "Zhu Xian" sword, the empty sleeve of the broken arm shook the most, and his eyes became extremely bright, Chen Zhibao was one of them, even if he didn't know the identity of the old man, but he could make Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, look respectful, and it would definitely not be small.

When and where did the only king of Beiliang, the only king with a different surname in the Liyang Dynasty, be so respectful to people?

Even Zhang Julu, who is now like Zhongtian, and Zhang Shoufu are not qualified.

"Hmph, how do you ask me?"

The old man's hoarse voice swayed in the city, "I only know that if this sword falls, Xu Ren will slaughter your three thousand snow camp dragoons, I'm afraid it will lose ten of them." ”

Everyone looked at each other, both shocked and surprised by the unceremonious tone of the old man's speech to Xu Xiao, and also shocked by the previous sword, which could kill more than 2,000 cavalry soldiers with one sword, this method was too incredible.

Xu Xiaole said: "I want to hear it in detail!" ”

"The three religions are in the realm, the Confucian sage is connected to heaven and earth with a majestic momentum, so he has the constitution of heaven in his mouth, and he has the law, and the great immortal real person of the Taoist gate can become a prophecy in one word, so he can hold a spell to kill demons and eliminate demons, and act for the heavens. And many Bodhisattvas in Buddhism have made great wishes, and the exit can shake the three thousand worlds.

What are the similarities and differences between his method and the Land Sword Immortal?

A breath of sword qi is long, penetrating Lingzhou City for thousands of miles, shaking Kunlun with his hand, falling like thunder falling from the sky, and the clouds disappear and the fog disperses, and there is no shadow.

Let me ask you, do you have that master in Beiliang who can achieve such a realm?

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Xu Xiao bowed for a long time: "Isn't there still an old gentleman?" ”

"I can't afford to be worshiped by your lame Xu." The old man tightened the sheepskin fur on his body, looking disgusted.

Xu Xiao asked: "Then do you think the level of this sword can be compared to the one in Martial Emperor City?" ”

"What can be compared, what can not be compared."

The old man didn't give face at all, "There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are heavenly people outside the sky, do you know why Wang Xianzhi is willing to be second in the world, in addition to his rampant tone, he actually did a good job, who would have expected that one or two demons would suddenly appear at the foot of that mountain, just like this surnamed Chen, who of you knows his background?" ”

"The three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have been inherited for thousands of years, and they have never liked to be in the limelight, the ghost knows if there are any demons and monsters that have not emerged, these people have not come out, why is Wang Xianzhi called the first?"

"Then according to you, his martial arts strength can rank first in the world."

"Even if there is no old immortal, it must be in one hand."

"That..."

The old man's saliva Xingzi almost didn't spray on the face of Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, and he said happily in one breath, completely ignoring it: "It's not over, if there is a fart, let it go, old man, I still have to sleep!" ”

"Haha, one last question!" Xu Xiao smiled and asked, "You are an old sword god, he is a new sword god, how is his strength compared to when you were at your peak?" ”

The old man glared angrily, snorted coldly, and walked away.

stunned by the many civil and military spectators in the city, only Chen Zhibao, who has always been known as a thoughtful and clear-minded, guessed the identity of the old man, and was surprised.

This is the sword god Li Chungang recorded in the previous generation of martial arts reviews.

A two-sleeved green snake doesn't know how many martial arts swordsmen have been amazed.

"Open the door to welcome guests!"

Xu Xiao shouted loudly and shook in the city.

The horses' hooves fluttered, the earth trembled, and three hundred horsemen came in a chariot dressed in white.

On both sides of the street, the heads of people in Lingzhou City were swaying, everyone in the city just now heard the sound outside, and the sky in the city was even higher with a fairy sword, such a story of fairy legends, which immediately attracted hundreds of people to welcome them, and they all scrambled to squeeze their heads to see.

Maybe if it weren't for the stubborn Beiliang Iron Cavalry on both sides, there would have been a big mess at this time.

They all saw that there was a guard of the prince of Beiliang next to the carriage, a beautiful woman and a royal horse outside the carriage, and the eldest daughter of the king of Beiliang in the carriage was holding tea in her hand.

The lord of the territory of Beiliang, Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, led the Beiliang civil and military forces to greet him at the gate of the East Gate.

This is the day of the summer solstice.

According to the records of the rivers and lakes, more than 100,000 people in Lingzhou City welcomed them.

Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, joined hands with the new sword god and went straight to the Beiliang Palace, Qingliang Mountain.