Qingya White Deer Mountain.

The main hall is bright, the bronze cranes are fluttering their wings in the corner of the hall, but the pool is now quiet and silent, and there are these colorful fish diving quietly under the water.

A noisy sound of footsteps made the fish suddenly startled and swam uneasily.

The hero post of the Daomen has already been sent, and the knights from all sides are almost here.

Thousands of miles away, the iron cavalry of the Great Zhou Shenwu King was already like the wind destroying the city, and everywhere he went, the small sect did not dare to resist at all, and presented the inheritance collection with both hands, and then surrendered.

As for some smart people, who are playing tricks and hiding exercises, King Shenwu doesn't ask much, and kills them directly, without mercy.

If you kill too much, naturally no one will play tricks.

The iron horses are like a stream, and the sound of horses' hooves is bursting, from north to south, as if the sky is pouring in.

The Divine Martial King, who was in the lead, felt that there was no sense of challenge, and he began to look forward to the gathering of the heroes of the Dao Gate.

What about the immortals?

Where have all the immortals gone?

In the distance, Yunxiaozi was flying on the nine swords, some distance from the army, his face was like frost, and his heart was ignited by the words of the fire neutron, which has not yet been extinguished.

The death of the younger brother.

Mortal rampant.

The contempt for the Daomen is intolerable to him.

The words are divided into two ends.

In the gate of Qingya Bailu Mountain, the gathered heroes gathered in the empty hall, and sat down one by one according to the sect, but anyone who could sit was naturally a person like the head of the sect.

The elites of their respective sects are standing in the back, and then there are some small sect figures.

There was a commotion in the temple.

But as a Taoist in a green robe with long sleeves, holding Buddha dust, and a face like a bright moon came, they all quieted down.

This person, that is, Qingya Bailu Mountain Daomen, today's real person, named Bailu Zhenren, the upper realm and the lower mortal, cultivated as a god, a few years ago, someone saw him a whisk of dust to block thousands of robbers.

He once stepped into the collapse of the mountain flood, but when he came out, he was unscathed, and his long-sleeved green robe was spotless.

The Sword Dao Seven Mountains Alliance is now recognized as the leader of the alliance, that one is extremely talented, and has a lot of blessings, and after the aura of heaven and earth is opened, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds.

You must know that Chang Chuixue has not been out of the sword for three years, and her appearance is still no different from ten years ago, Bai Xue's long hair hangs down her shoulders, a little cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, and a famous sword behind her "A little closed moon and shame flowers can shock the whole world", but there is more dust in her demeanor, a high position.

Today, she sits first on the right.

The name of the sword god is accepted by everyone.

A few years ago, on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the Shenwu King had a fight with one demon and three Buddhas, but compared to the sword god, it still seemed to be half a domain.

Someone has seen the sword god shatter the void with a sword, but he has never taken the wind away.

Further down, there are all the major sects, major sects, and people from the family gathering, whispering.

Seeing that the atmosphere was quiet, with some depression.

A voice suddenly said: "That Shenwu King is nothing great, I don't think he can do it, except that he can play with a two-handed halberd, and his strength is a little bigger, and that's it." If I had a starting point and adventures like him, I would definitely be better than him. ”

Bailu Zhenren glanced at the person who spoke lightly, but it was the head of a medium-sized sect called the "Xichuan Sword Sect" sitting at the end.

The elite disciples behind this sect immediately echoed.

"Isn't it just an outdated master of the rivers and lakes, what's the big deal?"

"yes, if I were in his position, I would definitely be better than him, but I just took shit luck. ”

"Relying on his royal status and bringing 30,000 iron horsemen, he dared to go down to Jiangnan alone twenty years ago, but now he doesn't dare. ”

"I have long felt that this Shenwu King is not good, reckless man, if it were me, I would not let myself stand on the opposite side of the people of this world, I have no brains. ”

Some people who were familiar with the self-proclaimed old black master also began to speak out.

Their idea is naturally not to weaken their momentum, and at the same time, they can also let other knights in the rivers and lakes see their "arrogance" and "courage".

Bailu Zhenren frowned suddenly: "Who sent the hero post?"

A boy behind him came out and said softly: "It was Song Zhenren and everyone who drafted it." ”

Bailu Zhenren shook his head, this disciple surnamed Song is really...

It's just that his son was robbed of his relatives, so he lost his sense of proportion, and everyone was called to the conference.

But it was inconvenient to say anything more in public, so he said a few words to the boy.

Dao Tong stepped back, then stepped into the noise, and came to the self-proclaimed old black master: "The master said, you can go." ”

Dao Tong followed Bailu Zhenren's instructions again, one by one: "You, you, you... You can all take your disciples down the mountain. ”

The few people he ordered were the ones who ridiculed Xia Guang.

The head of the sect named Lao Hei was very puzzled, so he raised his voice and asked, "Bailu Zhenren, what is our fault?"

Leaving like this is very faceless, as if you have been slapped in the face.

Even the several named coaches also got up one after another, clenching their fists and asking suspiciously.

Bailu Zhenren looked at a few people levelly, and didn't explain, but said lightly: "Let's all go back." ”

The sound was just an indifferent word in the ears of others, but it completely exploded in the ears of these masters.

The pale faces of those people didn't dare to say anything more, so they got up with their own disciples and turned to leave.

However, behind these people, the sword god suddenly said in a deep voice: "How do you know the soaring posture of the sky divine dragon?"

That man is certainly a catastrophe, and although he is on the opposite side of the rivers and lakes at this time, this does not mean that you can insult him wantonly.

His strength, his personality, his charisma, you know nothing. ”

When those few people heard this, they turned around, and someone snorted: "Sword God, we know that you and this Shenwu King have had a relationship, but it is not for him..."

The voice did not fall.

A faint and cold word "roll" came.

The vast sword qi, like a torrent bursting the embankment, roared from the main hall of the White Deer Green Cliff, turning into an invisible pillar of qi, and directly blasted out dozens of people in front of the door.

Flying up the sky, dozens of embarrassed clown-like figures.

The white-haired sword god sat down again, as if he had done a trivial matter.

In the darkness of closing his eyes, this sword god, who had obviously also experienced vicissitudes, remembered how many years ago, in the great desert, the young Shenwu King carried the halberd and said with a smile, "You go first".

He didn't go, he resisted the demon alone.

After that, he did not run away, and resisted the gods alone.

Of course, there are many killings, but... The pride is so, the heroism is so, just thinking about it a little, it is fascinating.

How can such a man not be heartbreaking?

Such a man, with 30,000 rolling iron horses, came from the north, how could he let the ants insult him?

"Blowing Snow Sword God, are you alright?"

Bailu Zhenren was a little surprised that this sword god, who had always been cold and arrogant, had mood swings, so he asked.

Chang Chuixue opened his eyes, "Real person, let's get to the point."

King Shenwu has led his army south, to set foot on the rivers and lakes, people who want to come to the rivers and lakes are used to it, and the regulators can still tolerate it, but such a two-handed inheritance practice, I think... But anyone who has backbone and flesh will not bow down. ”

Bailu Zhenren: "Yes, the two real people of my Daomen, Huozhongzi and Yunxiaozi, have already gone with the sword, these two real people are extremely powerful, and the Shenwu King may encounter a lot of trouble."

It's just that... I'm really interested in this Shenwu King, who is highly respected by the Sword God. ”

Bailu Zhenren has fought with the Sword God, so he naturally knows how arrogant and lonely the other party is, and he is really curious about a man who can be admired by such a character.

...

At this time, thousands of miles away.

The fire neutron farts followed the girl in the big fiery red cloak, "Girl, you will let me take you as an apprentice." ”

Xia Shu snorted arrogantly: "Don't, you are a member of the Daomen, you are my father's enemy, so I don't want to worship the enemy as a teacher." ”

Huo Zhongzi was stunned for a moment, "Girl, they can't represent the entire Daomen... For example, I'm different from them.

My admiration for Lord Shenwu is like a surging river, and I only hate that I was born at the wrong time, and I have never seen him.

You... You only let me take you as an apprentice, I will immediately follow your father to kill the Daomen, I want to tell those little Taoist priests, how great your father is, how great. ”

Lick the dog, kneel and lick all the way.

Stand or something, to hell with it.