Above the steppe.

The elite of 30,000 Peerless Cities is marching.

Although the Ming Dynasty swept away the four razors, leveled the Wala, and destroyed the Tatars, the grasslands were vast and the resources were poor, so it was impossible to send troops to garrison them at all times.

Therefore, for Wushuang City, the current situation is easier to expand.

If there is no world to control the business, so that the income of Wushuang City is gradually decreasing, and it is gradually empty......

Therefore, the same four major forces, the Wentian Alliance in the East China Sea and the Temple of the God of War in the Southern Xinjiang, Wushuang City can not interfere with their well water without violating the river water, but the world will be mortal enemies.

"Now the world will be internally unstable, as long as the hegemony is killed, the three halls will inevitably fall apart!"

"The key is how to force Xiongba to fight, after all, he is now a martial artist of the imperial court, and there is still collusion with Jinyiwei, if you ignore the uncle's challenge, what should I do?"

Dugu Ming sat on the horse, his eyes groaning.

With the Sword Master's shot, there is no doubt about victory.

But at this time and at that time, if Xiongba is a pure martial arts person, it is impossible to ignore the challenge of the Sword Master unless he is willing to lose his reputation.

But now that he has been knighted, he has great power in the court, and he is faintly the head of the military generals' meritorious deeds, and even the civilian official group has to use force to control the military and use the forces of the rivers and lakes to deal with it, if it shouldn't be at all, what can the Dugu Sword Saint do?

"I thought that the imperial court was an ornament, but I didn't expect that in less than two years, it would really have the momentum of dominating the world! After the change of the civil fort, the great emperor is really judging the two of them, and if it goes on like this, I'm afraid even we will have to look up to it, damn it!"

Dugu Ming's eyes flashed with unwillingness, and suddenly a scout rode in front of him: "Young City Lord, three people are intercepted in front, one of them has a word that he is the shopkeeper of the Dragon Gate Inn, begging us not to kill ......"

"Really?"

Dugu Ming looked at Shunzi, a partner who was trusted and had become his personal attendant.

Shunzi immediately said: "If it is really the shopkeeper Heizi, he has a copper pen and iron calculation in one hand, and his skills are exquisite, and he can serve the young city lord!"

"In that case, bring him here!"

Dugu Ming nodded.

Although the Dragon Gate Inn is a black shop, it can be passed down for several generations at the junction of the Northern Plains and the Western Regions, and the shopkeepers in it are not ordinary people.

In a short time, thirty scouts came to the army with three cloaked men.

When the first person showed his true face, it was a middle-aged man with a round face and a rich face, Dugu Ming nodded, recognizing that it was the shopkeeper of the Dragon Gate Inn, but he looked at the other two with scrutinizing eyes.

The two took off their cloaks, one was a scribe with a sickly face, looking harmless, and the other had a dirty face and hung his head slightly.

"Young City Lord, these two are relatives and friends of the villain, and they want to beg for food in Wushuang City. ”

The shopkeeper Kuroko's weather-covered face was full of smiles, and he nodded and said authentically.

"Take it down!"

Dugu Ming waved his hand, this trivial matter was not taken to heart by him.

"Wait, young man, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

However, seeing that the three of them were about to be brought into the rear of the large army, Shi Wuzun, who had the most profound skills and had a long heritage, felt a strange aura, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the ordinary young man, his eyes shining.

The young man was silent, but the scribe arched his hand: "Master, my son-in-law practices family martial arts, and his breath is a little peculiar!"

"Slightly peculiar? I'm afraid not!"

Shi Wuzun looked at it, and suddenly slapped out a palm: "Let the poor monk see it!"

This is the domineering of the big forces, not to mention that Shi Wuzun is the protector of Wushuang City, his status is high, and the four major forces come out at will, and they are not ordinary sects that dare to provoke, and even the imperial court was unwilling to be hostile in the past.

In the face of this powerful palm and enveloping the Bodhidharma Divine Palm, the shopkeeper changed color, and the sick-looking scribe's figure flashed, and he was about to stop it, and a trace of ethereal clouds suddenly appeared around the young man's body.

"Paiyun Palm? No! This kind of aura is far above Paiyun Palm!"

Shi Wuzun's face was shocked, because his powerful palm hit the air, but it was empty and empty.

But this aroused his fighting spirit, rose up, pressed down with five fingers, and suddenly the light was bright, and there was a statue of Dharma Buddha sitting faintly behind him.

The shopkeeper Heizi's face suddenly turned like dirt, and he felt that countless energies were connected together, and the huge pressure was pervasive, crushing in waves.

This is just the aftermath, and the young man in the center of Bodhidharma's divine palm is facing a huge crisis.

"Master, why bother with each other?"

The young man finally spoke, his voice was low, and his figure was in the swirling clouds and smoke, floating and levitating, like a mirage, and the phantom dissipated.

Not only that, along with his voice, the clouds on the grassland floated, hanging upside down in a funnel-shaped, dissolving the palm power at the same time, it turned into countless tiny particles, like the hidden weapon of the Heavenly Maiden scattered flowers, and counterattacked Shi Wuzun in a pervasive manner.

Between the rabbit and the falcon, the two of them passed more than a dozen moves.

"What a magical martial arts!"

Shi Wuzun was shocked.

He is also a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, combined with the two major inheritances of Shaolin and Wushuang City, even the male tyrant has the power to fight, in the face of this low-spirited, little-known teenager, he can't take it?

There is nothing strange about it.

In the low-martial world, Ling Hu Chong traveled the world purely with the skills of Dugu Nine Swords when he had no internal strength, and defeated the enemy.

Now in the world of high martial arts, there are the rules of heaven and earth of the Heavenly Treasure, and naturally it can also fight the strong with the weak and create miracles!

It's a long story, as the two of them fought, the white smoke and mist spread rapidly, and it actually shrouded a hundred zhang square circle at a rapid speed.

The smoke like a cloud of fog isolated the true qi probe, and the disciples of Wushuang City only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they actually fell into a situation where they couldn't see or smell, and they couldn't help but be in chaos for a while.

"How daring!"

Dugu Ming suddenly changed color, and was just about to make a move, when in a sedan chair behind the army, two dry fingers suddenly stretched out, a little straighter.

Call!

Without any momentum, without any changes, a touch of sword qi flew straight to the ground.

Swish!

The white clouds broke open, crisp and neat.

Simple, direct, focused, powerful.

Holy Spirit Sword Technique!

Under the sword, the clouds opened the sky, and the light was seen again, and everyone's hearts were settled.

With this sword sage, the Dinghai Divine Needle, even if the sky collapses, he can carry it with all his might.

"Hun Tian Baojian! I didn't expect that when the old man was about to die, he would still be able to see this Son of Heaven Divine Skill!"

The curtain was lifted, and a white-haired old man with a square face but a dry appearance floated out, looking at the young man who had broken through the clouds and reappeared: "Who are you?"

"How does this person look a bit like ......?"

Even the Sword Saint was shocked, and Dugu Ming was furious, and he also carefully looked at the young man's dirty face, his eyes suddenly froze, and an unbelievable thought emerged.

The next moment, he also spoke, and the ecstasy could not be suppressed in a trembling voice:

"Who is Your Excellency?"