At the exit of the road into the city, all the soldiers' biographies were transcribed, and nearly half of the fifty healers were also transcribed.

In order not to block the traffic into the city's main road, the soldiers who had completed the transcription would leave the corridor and stand at the edge of the gate of the city wall.

With their swords in one hand and their heads held high, they opened a neat formation of rectangles for Suon.

At this time, Su Ang waited for everyone to finish transcribing in the corridor before he went out......

Boom!

Suddenly, a figure flew past Su Ang and smashed several of the merchant's ox carts.

He Ping's body was crisscrossed with seeping whip marks, and after smashing over the ox cart, the broken stubble was still inserted into his back, he didn't care about anything, and hurriedly protected Su Ang's body.

"Adults calm their anger and endure the calm for a while!"

He Ping protected Su Ang and whispered: "The other party is Murong Zun, the only son of the county prince of Hangu County, and his strength is like that, but don't do it...... The competition for heroes is particularly fierce, if you really destroy Murong Zun, the heroes of other counties will unite against you!"

Worried, afraid, and afraid.

He Ping's temperament is irritable, he is not afraid of anyone, not even what is in death, but he is afraid now, he is afraid that he has just returned to Su Ang's command, and he will make trouble for Su Ang.

His face was ugly, and the anxiety in his heart was more painful than the bleeding wound on his back.

"Brother-in-law!"

Ximen Ansheng hurriedly went over and pulled out the stubble with a click.

After he took out the wound medicine and applied it to He Ping, a fat face sank down, and a fat man of more than three hundred pounds burned his whole body with violent demon breath, and all the fat retracted, turning into a strong muscular man.

The clerical clerk's robes were blasted open by the muscles, scattering into strips of rags......

"Hurt my wife and brother, die!" exclaimed Simon Ansheng angrily.

But at this time, Su Ang laughed lightly twice.

"Huh. ”

Su Ang put the blood impermanence fan horizontally, blocking the angry Ximen Ansheng, raised his eyelids, and looked at the group of people who were constantly approaching in the corridor through the red light of the torches burning on the walls on both sides of the city gate.

The leader is a young man in silver-white armor and holding a leather whip, who looks good, but there is a sense of excessive decadence between his eyebrows and eyes, and the crown on his head is only silver, that is to say, the other party is just a third-level knighthood.

There is a county father, but he is just a horse walker, this person, Su Ang looks down on.

"In front of you is the male Su Ang of Shuining County? Hey, the doctor, the title is quite high, but unfortunately we are all heroes, and the heroes see the heroes, so let's not talk about the titles." ”

Murong Zun shook his horsewhip with a smile and looked at the dozen or so healers beside Su Ang, happy.

That's all there is to it, the so-called Shuining County Xiongshi won't be selected by lottery, right?

Murong Zun laughed, he didn't want basic etiquette, the horsewhip pointed at Su Ang, and his lips hooked a fierce arc: "This Xiongshi is in a good mood today, you, get out, let Benxiongshi's people transcribe the biography first, dare to say a word, have you seen it?"

Murong Zun pointed to the more than 100 soldiers behind him who were colliding with the armor and coming in a hurry, and laughed: "If it weren't for the fear that other heroes would beat Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu would have killed you here, which is a good start!"

"Give you a chance, apologize, lose money, and ...... Get lost. Su Ang said lightly.

As he said this, Su Ang's forehead twitched slowly.

Recently in Tiesha County, he saw that the weak were like pigs and dogs, and the strong were like slave owners in a slave society, who took advantage of the people and exploited them in various ways.

In this way, his understanding of the "Seven Killings Inscription" is particularly profound, so much so that it has affected his own heart.

Coincidentally, he pressed the murderous intent brought by the "Seven Killings Inscription", as long as he entered the city, found a place to stay, and drank a few sips of tea, he could ease his emotions, how could he think of it...... I actually encountered such a thing.

Glancing at the whip marks on He Ping's body, his smile became colder and colder.

"Haha, give Lao Tzu a chance? You see, this male soldier with few subordinates...... He's going to give Lao Tzu a chance!"

Murong Zun pointed at Su Ang's nose with a horsewhip, turned around and laughed, and the soldiers behind him also laughed, and the foul language was endless.

But at this time, the corridor suddenly darkened, and on both sides of the corridor in the city, there was a series of clicking sounds.

It was the sound of armor leaves colliding.

Murong Zun's smile froze, and he looked behind Su Ang stupidly, just now there were only Su Ang and a dozen guys who looked weak in the Yongdao, but one team, two teams...... A number of elite soldiers emerged from the exit of the corridor.

These soldiers had an eerie murderous intent, and countless eyes were cold, and they fell on Murong Zun's body fiercely.

"You, you, how many people did you bring?" Murong Zun couldn't count.

In the corridor in the city gate, he could only see the black oppression outside, blocking the moonlight, starlight, and lights in the city, but he couldn't see how many people Su Ang had brought with him.

These are all soldiers, and at first glance, the momentum is a whole grade stronger than the soldiers and horses under his command.

The soldiers under Murong Zun's command were silent, their heads were sweating, and their bodies were cold and touched their weapons.

No, it was useless to touch the weapon, they grabbed the big iron shield behind their backs.

The cold touch of the big shield warmed their hearts, this was the shield that the county lord had built for them at a great price for the safety of Murong Zun, and each shield was mixed with a few coins of gold, and it was extremely hard.

There is a big shield here, I believe it...... No problem, right?

Yes, absolutely!

The soldiers who blocked the front with their big shields were relieved.

......

Su Ang rubbed his forehead, sighed and said, "Okay, I'll give you another chance, apologize, lose money, and get out." ”

"Lao Tzu admit it!" Murong Zun snorted and led the people to retreat slowly.

"I said I could give you a chance!"

Su Ang's voice was even colder, he couldn't help but kill a little, and he didn't want to endure it.

For no reason, his comrades were beaten, if he had changed his normal life, he would have ordered him to fight back, but his mentor Tang Bohu's tone was urgent, and he made him patient.

Tang Bohu anxiously swayed the folding fan of the Eight Beautiful Pictures, and said hurriedly: "Good apprentice, be patient, endure it!" The "Seven Killings Inscription" is the late Ming Dynasty when Zhang Xianzhong of the Great Western Army pretended to set up a monument under the pretense of heaven's will, with an incomparable murderous aura, and even poured into the nine skies, carrying the eternal killing machine between heaven and earth. You must endure or ......"

Tang Bohu was particularly anxious.

"Seven Killings Inscription" is Zhang Xianzhong's thing, but Zhang Xianzhong is not in the Twelve Dynasties, so this article is actually a chapter written by Su Ang himself who comprehended the artistic conception.

Su Ang wrote the chapter, and the chapter also swept away a trace of resentment in the water and soil of Tiesha County, thus reaching the level of Xuanhe's fine product, and in turn affecting Su Ang's mind.

He didn't want Su Ang to kill for the sake of killing, and with Su Ang's level, it was difficult to get out of the pleasure of killing.

"I'll give you another chance, this is the third time!" Su Ang began to grit his teeth.

Murong Zun said that he would admit it, and then he was about to leave, could it be that his comrades were rubbish, so he just let people fight for no reason?

But at this time, Murong Zun had already retreated to the middle of his subordinates, and a whole row of large shields erected by Murong Zun made him feel very safe.

"Haha, chance, what can you do to me?"

Murong Zun laughed proudly: "Lao Tzu beat you a dog to give you face, Su Ang, don't be embarrassed!"

This is the city gate Yongdao, six big shields can block all the Yongdao, Murong Zun saw the horn strong bow under Su Ang's command, and felt that Su Ang's soldiers were powerful, but was it useful?

With such terrain, Lao Tzu has a lot of shields for you to shoot.

Six big shields block the corridor, let you shoot twenty rounds, how many shields can you break my team?

"Shinobi...... You...... Well...... Strangle...... Piece...... Force!"

The person who beat me, unexpectedly, still gave me face?

I've never seen anything like this.

Su Ang laughed angrily, and when he raised his hand, it was a whole piece of talent and coercion: "The murderous aura of just poetry, what can I do? I want to be holy, I just need to remember this, it's enough!"

Tang Bohu taught him to do whatever he wants, but not to be controlled by negative emotions;

Li Taibai taught him to do whatever he wanted, but not to go overboard;

He Shen also taught him that if you want to become holy, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, and you must not take the slightest detour.

He remembered the teachings of everyone in the Twelve Dynasties, but at this time, it suddenly occurred to him that his goal was there, and he had never been far away, he just had to watch the goal keep going.

It's like staring at a building in the distance, and walking in a straight line all the time, but if you look carefully at your feet, it's easy to walk left and right, and you can't walk steadily.

Kiss!

As if a bubble was bursting in his mind, Su Ang's eyes were clear and cold like a ridge of ice.

At this time, he is not affected by anything......

"Good apprentice, you actually completely controlled the "Seven Killings Inscription"?" Tang Bohu was stunned.

In Su Ang's Divine Court World, the writer Lu dispersed in an uproar, and countless lupine scarves fell out. Everyone in the Twelve Dynasties was suspended in the sky, to witness this moment of Su Ang's progress.

At this time, Su Ang can be regarded as the real one, and he has entered the door!

"Good apprentice, do whatever you want!" the twelve shouted in unison.

"If you don't have a chance, then I'll try your shield. Su Ang smiled calmly, and the ninety-fourth flame burst into flames, then raised his fingers, and the groan shook the entire Yongdao:

"All things are born to support people, and people have nothing to repay the sky, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

A killing word exit, the air shook suddenly, and the wall on the inside of the corridor peeled off;

Then the two killing words exited, and the one hundred and thirty-six big shields of Murong Zun's soldiers began to tremble;

This was followed by four killing words in a row, and one hundred and thirty-six cold, hard shields exploded!

Boom!

The sound of the explosion is very neat.

There is armor on the body, but not on the face. The faces of Murong Zun and more than 100 soldiers were slashed by fragments, and their faces were covered with blood and disbelief.