"Sai Zhangliang" put all the faults on the student "Xiao Zhou Yu".

"Little Zhou Yu" is dead.

And "Sai Zhangliang" is gone. He is leaving the imperial capital today.

This city shall not remain for long.

...... At night, Zhou Donghuang returned to the hospital, and those brothers who were supposed to lie on the hospital bed to rest got up one by one from the hospital bed, they couldn't forget their dead people, and they used their flesh and blood to block the super electromagnetic cannon.

This is called the Wyvern's air cannon, and in a short time, it can destroy the ultra-modern weapon pirate ship of the Sunrise Army.

And they,

But it's gone.

As soon as Zhou Donghuang came to the hospital, they insisted on supporting their bodies, and went out of the ward to ask their marshal, did that "Sai Zhangliang" get the retribution he deserved?

When Emperor Zhou Donghuang told them the result of the trial, they were stunned.

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Is there really a distinction between high and low?

Isn't five thousand as one?

"You need not be disappointed. Zhou Donghuang glanced at them, they were scarred, but they still remembered the justice of their dead brothers, which made Zhou Donghuang very pleased.

If they are still like this, can it be that Zhou Donghuang can only just watch and do nothing?

"What do you mean by that?"

"Do you have a backhand?"

They looked at Emperor Zhou Donghuang with hopeful eyes,

"Yanyun eighteen rides, has come out. ”

Zhou Donghuang Road,

His tone was very flat!

But the words Yan Yun Eighteen Riding suddenly turned the space a little colder.

The Legend of the Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun is comparable to the rumored Knights of the Round Table in Arthur's country.

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, from the Tang Dynasty, later its training secret method, was accidentally obtained by Emperor Zhou Donghuang three years ago.

However, in this era, Zhou Donghuang retrained the Yanyun Eighteen Horsemen.

This is a very terrifying ace cavalry unit. Dressed in winter clothes, wearing a scimitar at the waist, wearing a mask on his face, wearing a black scarf on his head, only showing his eyes, and wearing a long black cloak on his body, he stepped on the bearded horse boots, the riding boots were equipped with daggers, and everyone carried large bows, each carrying eighteen arrows, and all of them were equipped with a full moon scimitar.

During the Tang Dynasty, they generally operated in the desert and rarely entered the Central Plains. The heroes of the eighteen Youyan lands, brave and good at fighting, are known as the eighteen cavalry generals.

The eighteen rides of Yanyun in this era are the same. They rarely make a move, generally speaking, if the king of soldiers returns, there is still some ancient martial descendant descending the mountain, or there is a certain mediocre person, who suddenly becomes powerful.

These things are generally solved by Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen.

No one has ever seen them for what they really are, and everywhere they go they bring killing!

But this killing,

but he kills those who deserve to be killed.

Their hands are stained with blood, but it doesn't matter. As long as other people, live a peaceful life and live a happy life.

They don't care about the blood on their hands,

How many there are, exactly.

This is the eighteen horsemen of Yanyun in this era.

At this moment, in an airport, a man in a black suit is waiting for his prey to appear.

He was obviously standing there, but the people around him somehow didn't seem to notice the existence of this person!

finally

The prey is coming, it is "Sai Zhangliang"

He was carrying a suitcase, followed by an old man, who was the strongest among the ten innate people in the imperial capital.

Freedom in the door, flying boxer!

It is rumored that his fist is as fast as a flying ferocious bird.

Overwhelming!

Over the years, he has been secretly doing things for "Sai Zhangliang"!

Now, "Sai Zhangliang" has left the imperial capital and has a new plan,

As a shadow flying boxer, of course, you have to follow.

"Don't worry, follow me, glory and wealth, never have to worry!"

"Sai Zhangliang" smiled,

The flying boxer nodded, he was confident in the ability of "Sai Zhang Liang".

The two of them, one literate and one martial, although they have left modern Confucianism, but in the future, the overlord in the darkness in the world will be born from today, right?

Thinking of the grand plan in the future, whether it is "Sai Zhang Liang" or a flying boxer, they are very happy.

But at this time,

A killing intent suddenly enveloped the entire space. Here, all of a sudden, it became like a Shura hell,

The flying boxer, with his eyes fixed, hurriedly protected "Sai Zhangliang" behind him.

"Someone...... Is anyone better than you?"

"Sai Zhangliang" also felt trembling, and the people around him didn't seem to react.

Killing intent, only against those who should be targeted.

"The breath of the people who came, under the old man. Said the Flying Boxer.

Upon hearing this, "Sai Zhangliang" breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whew"!

Finally, a figure arrived, a man in a black suit, and came to the front of the flying boxer in the blink of an eye.

A scimitar, taken from the suit,

Everyone else couldn't see what the weapon was, this scimitar had already been chopped over, and everyone looked at it with the naked eye, only to see the man in a black suit, holding a silver light in his hand.

"The old man sees that you are just the eight veins of the strange meridians, and you have only opened up the three veins. Where can it be compared to the old man, the eight veins of the strange meridians, only the last vein has not been passed. ”

The corner of the flying boxer's mouth smiled,

In this battle, the winner has been decided.

However, it was only when his fist blasted out that the flying boxer noticed something strange.

In the past, he punched as fast as he could.

But now?

His punches actually slowed down.

He was also keenly aware of why. The man in front of him has a lower cultivation than him, but he has a murderous aura, but he doesn't know how many times higher than his flying boxer.

Under the murderous aura, the muscles, cells, and blood flow of the flying boxer couldn't help but slow down.

"No"!

By the time the Flying Boxer realized this, it was too late.

Yanyun eighteen horses, they can kill people beyond the ranks, and their moves are different from ordinary people. They are just killing machines, one move and one style, just a simple stab, split, slash,

There are no subtle moves, everything is just for the sake of killing!

"Whew"!

The next moment, the flying fist master died, and his head had been completely cut off by the scimitar.

The crowd was sluggish.

"Sai Zhangliang" was even more pale.

He thought that the sea was wide and the fish jumped, and the sky was high for the birds to fly.

Although it has lost its position as a super-representative of modern Confucianism,

But from now on, the tiger enters the mountains and forests.

Unexpectedly, before leaving the imperial capital, he actually encountered such a thing?

"Yanyun Eighteen Riders...... Are you Yanyun Eighteen Riders?"

"What does Emperor Zhou Dong want to do? The kings of all the sons and hundreds of schools have already punished me, and this matter has been resolved. ”

"Zhou Donghuang, do you still have an opinion on the outcome of the trial?"

Now, "Sai Zhangliang" shouted, this space, the crowd is chaotic, taking advantage of this opportunity, "Sai Zhangliang" is leaving.

The young man in the black suit had cold eyes, Yan Yun rode eighteen times, never spoke, and there was only one thing they had to do...... Kill!

Just kill the target!

They don't ask who they are and why they want to die.

"Sai Zhangliang" fled,

The man in the black suit, holding a scimitar, went up fiercely, just to take off the head of "Sai Zhangliang". Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "The Return of the Marshal of the City" for free for the first time.