The next day, the gate of Yangzhou. The snow is falling, fluttering and sprinkling.

When Dugu Yu saw Guo Xiong appear with more than thirty disciples, his face changed a little unnaturally, "Master Guo, this time we are going to Wushuang City for a short time, we should take a light car and follow Jian, with so many disciples, I'm afraid it will delay time!"

Guo Xiong's expression did not move, he turned his head slightly, and looked at Guo Longzhen beside him.

"Dugu Gongzi, this trip is high and the road is far away, it is inevitable to encounter some mountain bandits and road tyrants on the road, along the way, you can't let Dugu Gongzi and Master personally take action, the master has something to do with the disciples, this is also a filial piety for us as disciples!" Guo Longzhen stepped forward and explained, his tone was neither humble nor silent, Dugu Yu had the heart to oppose but couldn't speak.

"This brother is Guo Longzhen Guo Shaoxia of the Sword Fighting Dajiang Sect Liu Jingming a few days ago, right? Today, when I saw that it was really a heroic boy, well, Guo Shaoxia's words also made sense, it's not early, let's set off quickly!"

Dugu Yu thought about it in his heart, he and his nine subordinates were already ready to prepare the carriage and horses, and they could set off at any time, their subordinates were all elites of Wushuang City, and their strength was much stronger than that of the disciples of the Iron Sword Gate.

"Master Guo, please!" Dugu Yu gave up his hand and let Guo Xiong get into the carriage first.

"Dugu Gongzi is polite!" Guo Xiong did not refuse, thanked him, and took Guo Longzhen into a carriage, and the other disciples also got into the carriage.

A few disciples acted as coachmen, and with the crisp sound of the whip, a small convoy of seven carriages rolled along, leaving a straight track in the snow and disappearing into the snow.

Now that the river has frozen, the big ship needs to break the ice in the river, the speed is very slow, and if you want to rush to the Wushuang City in a short time, you can only take the land route.

The emperor of the Fengyun world is only the nominal co-master, and it is the various martial arts sects that hold power in all parts of the world, the big sects are like the overlords of the princes, and the small sects can also be dominant, in order to compete for power, the large and small sects in all parts of the world are fighting for me, and the daily fight is non-stop, and the world is in chaos.

Many down-and-out warriors have no other way to make a living except fighting, and they have gone up the mountain to occupy the mountain as the king.

In the severe cold season, it is rare to encounter a convoy, even if there are many disciples of the Iron Sword Sect and the elite guards of Wushuang City, it looks difficult to mess with, and these bandits have to block the road in order to make a living.

The elite combat experience of the Iron Sword Gate and the Wushuang City is incomparably rich, where will these bandits be opponents? Three moves and two styles, you can put down one, but there are too many bandits, and there are many more to repel a wave.

Five days later, the heavy snow became lighter and showed signs of stopping.

"These thirty disciples have already persevered to the limit!"

The disciples driving the carriage outside the carriage faced the cold wind, and there was a tiredness in their eyes that could not be concealed, and the disciples in the carriage were already draped in thick blankets, wrapped in their bodies and drowsy, and could not even hold on to the daily meditation.

Guo Longzhen observed, his heart sank slightly, he opened the window of the carriage, and looked at the elite of Wushuang City not far ahead, although these people were tired, their eyes were bright, and their movements were still clean and neat.

"From these elites of Wushuang City, it can be seen that the overall strength of Wushuang City is worthy of being the overlord of the south, if these elites are in the Iron Sword Gate, they are definitely the core elites, but in the eyes of Wushuang City, they are just subordinates who are called at will. ”

In the past few days, an average of seven or eight waves of bandits jumped out to rob every day, which made the convoy annoying, and the thirty disciples of the Iron Sword Sect had only driven these bandits away.

But as time passed, these bandits attacked again and again, making them exhausted, and carelessly, they lost three disciples in a row.

The misfortune of the senior brothers immediately annoyed the others, starting yesterday, they no longer keep their shots, as soon as they made a move, the heads were rolling along the way, and the blood flowed like a river, these thieves seemed to be frightened, knowing that the people in this convoy were not easy to mess with, and they did not dare to come out again, so that the convoy was much cleaner.

"Master, third senior brother, there is an abandoned mountain temple two miles ahead, why don't we rest there for a while before hurrying, the senior brothers are a little overwhelmed!" A disciple of the Iron Sword Sect who rode a horse to explore the way forward galloped back and suggested to Guo Xiong and Guo Longzhen in the carriage.

Lifting the curtain of the carriage door, Guo Xiong's eyes swept away, and the current state of the convoy was in his eyes, his face sank slightly, knowing that these disciples had not had a good rest for five days, and it was indeed not appropriate to force the road at this time.

"Okay, you go and report to Dugu Gongzi, let's rest first and then hurry!"

Hearing this, the pathfinder disciples rode forward and came to the three carriages of Wushuang City, explaining the situation to Dugu Yu, Dugu Yu had nothing to do, and the other disciples in the convoy heard the news and forcibly lifted their spirits, and the speed of the convoy suddenly became three points faster.

Soon, a small hill came into view.

The hill is not high, the trees are very dense, and the straight trees are like a sharp sword, piercing the clouds, the wind and snow are howling, and a dilapidated hall faintly appears in the snow.

"Master, we're here!"

Guo Xiong snorted, jumped out of the carriage with Guo Longzhen, looked at the surrounding terrain, and began to arrange for his disciples to set up pots and boil water, and then clean the abandoned mountain temple.

In the middle of the mountain temple is a vicious statue that has rotted half of its body, and there is a large hole above the main hall, and the wind and snow continue to pour in from this gap, covering the ground of the main hall with a thin layer of snow white.

Dozens of people acted together, and in an instant, the hall was simply tidied up, set up an iron pot, went to the outside of the hall to dig some snow and put it in the pot, and after a while, a pot of hot water boiled out.

At this time, Dugu Yu walked over, holding a jar of wine in his hand, and said: "Master Guo, I have been on the road for several days in a row, it's really hard, this is the Wushuang wine brewed by the brewing master of Wushuang City, drink it to warm up!"

Guo Xiong's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Thank you Dugu Gongzi, I have long heard of the name of Wushuang wine, but I have never had the opportunity to taste it, this time I want to taste what it tastes like." ”

At this time, on the side of the mountain temple against the wall, the people of Wushuang City and the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect had already boiled the water, and several disciples of the Wushuang City went out to catch a hibernating black bear, disemboweled and skinned, set up a fire and grilled it with the meat of the Iron Sword. The thick bear meat is grilled golden brown, and a fragrant aroma spreads in the mountain temple.

"This brother, these are for you!"

In the past few days, they have eaten hard dry food, drank cold snow water, smelled the aroma of barbecue, and the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect swallowed their saliva one after another, but they did not step forward, it was the people of Wushuang City who went out to hunt, and they were not so thick-skinned to go to each other to eat.

At this time, among the disciples of Wushuang City, a rough man laughed and took the initiative to greet them, and the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect looked at each other, and suddenly couldn't bear it, and stepped forward one by one to tear off the barbecue, not forgetting to thank the rough man.

"Mellow and fragrant, long aftertaste!

Guo Xiong laughed, he didn't care about the wine on his long beard, his face was a little flushed, this unparalleled wine not only tasted good, but also the strength of the wine was fierce, and he was a little dizzy after taking a big sip.

Guo Longzhen has been paying attention to him, and seeing him inadvertently waving his hand, he is relieved.

Before leaving, Guo Longzhen was worried that Dugu Yu was plotting on the road, Guo Xiong also knew it, Dugu Yu took the wine, secretly investigated it, and found that there was nothing abnormal.

Guo Xiong had rich experience in walking rivers and lakes in his early years, and the poison and drugs that were idle couldn't hide from his eyes at all.

"If Master Guo likes it, it's better to stay in Wushuang City, whether it's wine or beauty, it's not a problem. A smile appeared on Dugu Yu's face, and he still didn't give up his mind to win over.

With Tiejianmen taking the initiative to take refuge, he can master Yangzhou City without any twists and turns, and with the manpower and material resources of Tiejianmen, it is also smooth sailing to dominate the southeast.

With such benefits, he was so patient, killing Guo Xiong and forcibly controlling the Iron Sword Gate was just a strategy.

"I know the kindness of Dugu Gongzi, and the prestige of Wushuang City is far and wide, but I can only understand it in my heart, there are so many disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, I still have to consider them!"

This is the second time Dugu Yu has solicited, Guo Xiong was a little unhappy in his heart, but his face was not showing anything, and he politely refused.

"Hey, it's a pity! Things can be one or the other, Master Guo, I'm sorry!"

Dugu Yu stood up and sighed, no longer hiding the killing intent in his heart.

"This son came to Yangzhou City on the order of the city lord and took charge of Yangzhou to train elites, in order to resist the great plan of the world to go south, Master Guo, since you are so stubborn and refuse to take refuge in my Wushuang City, I have no choice but to be unsympathetic, please go to death!"

"The Wushuang wine just now, even if it is practiced for Master Guo!"

At this moment, Dugu Yu was already planning to make a move, and with these words, in the mountain temple, the elites of Wushuang City raised their swords one after another, and they rose solemnly, filling the hall with murderous aura.

"What's wrong with me?"

"I'm dizzy, damn it, they've drugged the flesh!"

The faces of the remaining twenty or so disciples of the Iron Sword Sect changed, and they were about to jump, but they suddenly felt that their bodies were uncontrollable, plopping and falling one by one.

"Despicable!" Guo Xiong gritted his teeth and said, raised his hand and smashed the wine jar in his hand towards Dugu Yu, his body was vertical, and he showed his body technique, his right hand pointed like a sword, and a sharp sword qi broke through the air and roared, stabbing Dugu Yu's heart.

"Hahaha, Master Guo, the swordsmanship of the Iron Sword Gate is good, but how can it be compared to the unparalleled swordsmanship of my Wushuang City?

Dugu Yu laughed, his sleeves were raised, and the drumming true qi suddenly smashed the flying wine jar, a stream of wine fragrance wafted, and the wine swished and splashed under the action of the true qi, roaring up with extremely strong force.

"Sword Breaker!"

Guo Xiong sensed a strong whistling coming, and did not dodge, his true qi of decades of penance is not comparable to Dugu Yu, with a circle of his left palm, the true qi formed a whirlpool, absorbing the splattered liquor into a ball, and then flicked his fingers, like a stone thrower, and exploded.

At the same time, the finger sword in his right hand hooked left and right, and the sword qi suddenly condensed a line, and the sword was swallowed, this move was the killer move of the Iron Sword Gate's swordsmanship, and it showed a rather sonic taste of a sword breaking the void.

Guo Xiong has already used all his strength in order to kill with one blow.