Weiyang Mountain, one of the Seven Mountains Alliance of Kendo, climbed on the ape rock, the man in white looked into the distance with his sword, his eyes were mixed with memories of the past, he had been standing under the morning sun until there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

The disciples of the Sword Sect hurriedly came over and said, "Sect Master, the heroes of the surrounding sects have all arrived, and I hope you will preside over the overall situation." ”

The man in white nodded slightly, his name is Chu Duan, he was once robbed of his beloved woman, so he has been on the back wall of Weiyang Mountain for more than ten years, and has had a lot of adventures.

"Daji..."

Chu Duan still couldn't let go of the woman he loved, and now that King Shenwu is coming again, he has never been arrogant, but immediately posted a heroic post.

Weiyang Mountain is located in the west of Chang'an and bears the brunt.

And although the 30,000 iron horsemen were menacing, they still gave this sect a little time to prepare.

Chu Duan sent his inner disciples overnight, holding invitations, to invite the masters of the surrounding sects to come and help in the battle.

It's just that after all, time is in a hurry, and there are not many people who come at all, let alone masters.

When he arrived in the hall, Chu Duan hugged his fists and said, "Hello heroes, thank you for coming to help each other", and then discussed with everyone, but halfway through the discussion, he heard smoke and dust rising from a distance, and horses' hooves were like thunder from a distance.

There was some depression in the hall.

"Go meet King Shenwu!"

Chu Duan broke the deadlock and waved his sleeves.

Up and down the stone steps.

Led by the white-clothed palm sect, a group of martial arts people greeted him.

Below, a man wearing bronze armor and holding Fang Tian's halberd walked with steps, followed by three thousand crossbowmen, neatly aligned with a fierce murderous aura.

"King Shenwu came from afar, I don't know what to do with my Weiyang Mountain?"

The white-clothed master arched his fist, trying his best to suppress the anger in his eyes.

Daji...

When I met this man, all the memories of Daji came flooding out.

"Present all the high-end exercises of your sect, and my court will make a record, and then come to Chang'an to record and receive it. ”

Xia Guang said lightly.

Chu Duan clenched his fists and suddenly asked an irrelevant sentence: "Why did Daji disappear? I married you and bore you three children, but why did I disappear?"

Xia Guang squinted, he didn't know who the person in front of him was, and he dared to mention the princess in front of others, it was really...

Boom!

With one step, his whole body rose to the sky, like a meteorite on the ground.

A hint of coldness flashed in Chu Duan's eyes.

Is this a hands-on approach?

It's really impatient, his Chu Duan's sword is now known as the fastest sword in the rivers and lakes, the world's moves, only fast and unbreakable, his figure is cat, silent for a moment, as if feeling the chill on the sword.

At the same moment, he also communicated with the sword heart.

Only when people and swords are united can they be fastest.

A cold light flashed, and the sword slashed at the oppressive meteorite that had fallen from the sky.

But...

The meteorite's position shifted slightly, passed him, and landed in the middle of the entire visitors from the rivers and lakes and the disciples of Weiyang Mountain.

The halberd fell to the ground, and the bronze armor general also landed.

Like a real meteor, it came from the universe beyond the Milky Way, flew a few light years, and fell here.

Rumble!!!

A wave of incomparably large qi centered on the landing site and violently dispersed in all directions, and the main peak of the entire Weiyang Mountain began to tremble.

The white-clothed swordsman, the people in the rivers and lakes, and the disciples of Weiyang Mountain were directly overturned by this wave of qi, and they bounced to a height of several meters, or even more than ten meters, and their bodies were out of balance.

The sword in Chu Duan's hand was unbreakable, and he was directly cut into the air, and he was also carried up by this wave of qi, and in mid-air, thinking about luck and pranayama, he forced his body to regain balance.

But the air flow was so chaotic.

Heaven and earth are in turmoil.

The long wind and mountain wind, Chu Zhangjiao looked at the knights in the sky, and they were all jumped by the not burly figure, and as soon as they stepped on it, they all flew up.

"How daring!!"

The general holding Fang Tian's halberd suddenly burst out, and the air shield suddenly stretched out dozens of meters from his body, like a divine luster that purified the world!

The heroes of the rivers and lakes who were submerged in it were all like being struck by lightning, and if their internal organs were displaced, even Chu Duan was no different.

Bang bang bang...

Like the sun exploding, the buzzing moths fell to the ground one by one.

Chu Duan was lying with his head up, his face was bloodless, and blood was flowing from his lips, and he knew... His years of hard training and adventures are really far inferior to this man.

A black boot stomped heavily on his chest, Xia Guang looked down at the white-clothed and blood-clothed master, and said coldly: "What should be asked, what should not be asked, don't you know what you are the master?"

Chu Duan coughed, looking puzzled: "You really don't know me?"

Xia Guang thought about it, he had killed a lot of people, but there was really not much about Daji, after all, if someone angered Daji, Daji would definitely not let that person see the sun the next day.

So he shook his head flatly.

Chu Duan was stunned, and suddenly laughed, he recognized this enemy, and he had been burdened with the "revenge of taking his wife" for more than ten years, but this enemy didn't even know who he was.

And in today's battle, he was even more devastated, and he was completely killed into scum without even a head-to-head duel.

It's ironic.

Chu Zhangjiao closed his eyes.

"Do you know Daji?"

Xia Guang was a little curious.

Chu Duan coughed up some blood, "She was my fiancée. ”

Xia Guang also laughed, kicked out suddenly, kicked the Weiyang Mountain Sect Sect Leader into the air, and slammed it into a tree not far away, hitting the body of the tree before stopping.

Fang Tian's halberd thrust into the ground, "Daji is my wife, don't say what she used to be, even if she is now in Huangquan Biluo and is detained by the king of Hades, Lao Tzu will go and take it back."

What are you, what are you qualified to say such things, what are you qualified to preserve such memories?"

Boom!

A leg shadow like a whip kicked the white-clothed palm sect into the air, and the big hand of the Divine Martial King clasped his neck, and smashed it to the ground, and in the mud and stone splashes, Chu Duan had already lost consciousness.

Xia Guang got up, clapped his hands, and twisted his neck: "Where is the deputy master of your sect?"

A middle-aged swordsman in green clothes, who was also seriously injured at this time and showed fear on his face, trembled and stepped out of the ranks, arched his fist, and signaled that he was.

And around him, the knights around him who were urgently invited to help in the battle were all silent and did not dare to speak.

It's just that there is a faint thought in my heart.

Daomen Huo Zhongzi's remark that "Shenwu King is a catastrophe" should be true...

King Shenwu stared at the middle-aged swordsman in green clothes who bowed his head, "Go and bring up all your exercises, come to Chang'an next year, and record the sect, so get it back."

By the way, do you have an ancestor or something in your sect?

Or is there some kind of immortal shroud?

Hurry up, call it out together, and I'll find it if I save it.

Looking for an opportunity or what?

Don't be so troublesome, Lao Tzu tied his right hand, so I will fight with you with my left hand, and if it doesn't work, I will blindfold me with a black cloth.

Let your ancestors and immortals stop hiding, wasting time. ”

The middle-aged swordsman in green clothes rolled his throat and said in a trembling voice: "The ancestor has passed away, and there are still a few elders who have traveled all over the world... All... None of them. ”

"No, then hurry up and get the exercises, I'm still in a hurry, it's time for three incense sticks, and if the three sticks of incense can't come, I'll slaughter the mountain." ”

The bronze armor of the Shenwu King holds the halberd, domineering and exposed, looking at the world, and it is indispensable.