There is no Jiangcheng outside the Wangshan Tower, and the man with broken knees does not know where to go, but the proud bones are still there, and there is no place to return in the world.

At the end of the twelve peaks, Hua Gu looked like he didn't think it was a big deal, twisting the blunt flying knife, the only remaining pupils were bright, and he said with a smile: "Don't talk about a Lujiang branch, even if you tear down all the Guozijian in the Central Plains!"

Chen Yuzhi still doesn't know the origin of his relationship with the flower bones, he only feels that this young man is very pleasing to the eye, although he wears an eye patch, but from the first acquaintance, he can feel the difference of the flower bones, killing intent and murderous aura, kindness and generosity are hidden, and he never easily swings the flying knife twisted in his hand. Anyone can be ruthless, as long as you've tried what jealousy and hatred are.

Li Xiyang didn't say go or not, he and Chen Yuzhi have never been afraid of walking in the rivers and lakes, if the green shirt sword picks the country's eunuch, then there will definitely be a place for the Taoist robe next to him, Xiao Zamao asked: "Have you thought clearly? In this way, there will be no room, I am afraid that I will die in the world......

"It is said that wise people will leave some leeway in doing things, and this leeway is not reserved for themselves, but for others...... I'm not a wise man, and they're not a saint, so what's the room to talk about? In such a temple that cares about people's lives, how can the people be safeguarded, how can a strong man establish his life, I am no longer the ninth son of the King of Jin, nor is I the commander of Xuanjia! At most, I am a ranger who draws his sword to eliminate evil!"

Li Xiyang looked at the clouds and sighed, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's go, split the courtyard!"

Yang Ming's painting law is not lightly injured, if it is not for the painting scroll in his hand to escape, I am afraid that today I have to fold at the end of the twelve peaks of Wangshan. Ding Yin scolded Cao Xuancheng twice, feeling that his injuries were caused by his bad work, and since Chen Yuzhi walked in front of him, it means that Cao Xuancheng was defeated, and it is estimated that most of them died in Wangshan.

The Lujiang branch has entered a state of alert, and those who have just been incorporated into the hospital have a place to use, standing on the branch square under the arrangement of Yangming's painting law, guarding the gate and trembling, although I don't know who will commit it later, but it can make the Guozijian branch so jealous, I think it is definitely not a vulgar hand, everyone in the field is talking, and some people sighed: "This temple is really not easy to mix......

Ding Yin returned to the council hall, saw a dagger and broken scrolls all over the ground, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood, he sat cross-legged on the long table to breathe Kunlun, at this time to keep this luck is the top priority, today's events will inevitably shake the temple, and I don't know how the old eunuch will feel after learning of his brother's death.

The sunset shines on the waterfall, the clouds are like red silk, and the wonders of the twelve peaks attract the people of Lujiang to stop and watch, and the three of them go to the Guozijian Branch, not slow or anxious.

Since the day of the completion of this branch, no one has ever dared to go here to spread wild, even those academicians walked in front of the gatehouse under the "Guozijian" plaque, they had to hang their heads and surrender, the temple is a temple after all, the weight of these two words is too heavy, enough to overwhelm the world.

A sword roar pierced the sky, the plaque of the Guozijian was trampled underfoot, the gatehouse disappeared after the dust and smoke, and a gap destroyed the original grandeur here.

The three of them are light and light, their backbones are straight to the sky, there are hundreds of people in the branch square, and the fleeting sword intent of Fang Cai has made many rangers have the intention of retreating, and no one wants to be the first bird, after all, no one wants to do the loss-making business of losing their lives.

The green shirt stood in front of the person with a sword, and his chic intention was better than the red silk falling from the twelve peaks, and the Taoist robe behind him was burdened with both sleeves, and there was a one-eyed young man who twisted the flying knife in his hand.

There was no difference between hundreds of people and thousands of people in Chen Yuzhi's eyes, and the big battle of tens of thousands of people couldn't make him blink, let alone such a small scene today! The green shirt unsheathed a sword, and the dark sword body was exposed in front of everyone's eyes, and the sword qi gradually dispersed from the gap in the gatehouse until the corridor in the courtyard, and a crack and gravel were craggy, like a dragon's spine, which made people feel fearful.

The high-ranking and powerful people in the middle of the field naturally couldn't look down on the face of the Guozijian trampled on others, and shouted: "Kill the offender to be promoted to academician, kill me!"

There are many reckless men like Yang Luchan in the rivers and lakes, and for a while the sound of the blade out of the sheath is endless, Chen Yu said: "Little Zamao, if you don't want to stain blood, you will go to demolish the building and demolish the house, and you are better at raising your hand to shake the pavilion!"

Li Xiyang is a cultivator, and Qingshan doesn't want him to be contaminated with too much murder in his hands, so he has this remark, but how can the Taoist robe with a clear mind not know, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the Lujiang Branch will be demolished today, if you are in danger, I will also use the sword, so why not dye some killing!"

Chen Yuzhi and Hua Gu went straight into the crowd and said, "Hua Gu, before I cut my sword, you sword your back!"

"Don't worry!"

There are two tragedies in life, one is to be full of ambition, and the other is to be discouraged.

These Jianghu rangers who defected to the national prison have taken up the tragedy of the world, and they are still dreaming of entering the temple before half the incense, but after the half incense, all thoughts are gone, and once they die, they will be empty......

The twelve peaks of Lujiang Wangshan are not as good as dyeing vermilion in the east of the city.

The green shirt and the flower bones are red-eyed, as soon as they enter the crowd, they forget the righteousness of being forgiving and forgiving, after a stick of incense, the courtyard is red, only three people stand in it, Chen Yuzhi suffered some minor injuries, but the back is intact, the flower bones panted and watched the small miscellaneous hair of the demolition stunt with the green shirt.

The walls of the courtyard of the Guozijian Quadrangle were intact, and there was only a gap that had just been cut, and the watchtower and the internal buildings were all reduced to nothing, and it was a mess! Li Xiyang sat down on the ground after finishing his work, looking even more tired than Chen Yuzhi, who had killed all directions, and sighed: "This work is too tiring......

Qingyi and the young man gave a thumbs up to Xiao Zamao, and said with a smile: "Dao Ye is mighty!"

"Don't come to this set, let's withdraw?"

Chen Yuzhi shook his head, looked in the direction of the original council hall, and shouted, "The seven laws of Yangming are all shrunken turtles?"

The two painting scrolls went straight into the sky, and then fell on the square, more than two inches into the earth, Yangming painting law jumped out of the pile of bricks and tiles, there was still a trace of blood on the side of his mouth, and said angrily: "Chen Yuzhi, your crime of slaughtering the Lujiang Branch today is unforgivable, and I want to remove your tumor for the temple!"

Tsing Yi glanced at the corpses all over the ground, and said: "Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps? What about the temples and the Guozijian! Today I want to seek justice for Wangshanlou and go back to tell Chen Jingwen...... The rivers and lakes are not something that he can get his hands on if he wants to! If he does not accumulate virtue and benevolence, the country will change hands in a snap of his fingers. ”

When Ding Yin heard that Chen Yuzhi called the King of Jin by his name, he said angrily: "Presumptuous! How dare you be so rebellious?"

Chen Yuzhi sneered again and again, and sneered: "What kind of Yangming painting is not bullshit! Your little trick of delaying time and pranayama is really clumsy." ”

Ding Yin wanted to delay time, but after listening to Tsing Yi's words, he was really angry, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and shouted: "The fairy in the painting of the hundred ghost judges, the soul comes!"

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map" and "Judge of the Hidden Capital" were spread on the ground, and the faint purple color instantly shrouded the Lujiang Branch, countless black smoke poured into the corpse, and the hundred rangers who fell under the black sword stood up again, their momentum was much stronger than before, but their eyes were hollow, no different from the jade corpse they saw outside Guangling County that day.

Yang Ming painting law slumped on the ground, these two Huangquan painting scrolls are his killer features, hundreds of puppets with the realm of jade corpses besieged the three, he didn't believe that Chen Yuzhi still had a chance to live, and couldn't help but sneer.

A sword gang and a green shirt sleeve came out, he wanted to destroy these two picture scrolls, suddenly a phantom of the underworld judge appeared, and the iron pen wiped out the sword gang with a wave of the pen, but Chen Yuzhi was shocked out of a mouthful of blood, Ding Yin sneered: "Chen Yuzhi, there is no way to go to the sky, there is no way to enter the earth, you can die with peace of mind!"

Tsing Yi spat blood to the side and shouted, "Little Zamao, fight with him!"

He knew that Chen Yuzhi wanted to use the thunder method, but at this time, he could not use the method in the secret of Dengzhen, so he sat cross-legged and began to breathe, and said: "Chen Yuzhi, buy me some time!"

Qing Yi nodded and shot out a palm thunder, no matter how powerful Rao is puppet is, it can't withstand the bombardment of Lei Fa, it can be said to kill with one blow, but the consumption of palm thunder is not small, and if you hit a few more, you will have to exhaust yourself, but the thunder fu was unconsciously squandered by yourself, which is bad......

Chen Yuzhi couldn't cry or laugh with a bunch of wind talismans in his hand, and immediately raised his sword to collide with the puppet, and after a few moves, he returned with a horizontal sword, and there were several more scars on his arms.

The one-eyed young man's blunt flying knife didn't work, these puppets were not afraid of pain, even if they were hit by a knife in the head, they could still move freely, which made Hua Gu frown, he saw that Chen Yuzhi was injured, and said: "Engong, you go back first to protect Daochang Li!"

Chen Yuzhi retreated, and didn't react until Xiao Zamao was beside him, and said suspiciously: "Engong?"

Flower bone lifted the blindfold, the strange pupils seemed to have a pear blossom, it turned out that the one-eyed boy was not one-eyed, he took out a flying knife like a pear blossom from his arms, and then the five-petal pear blossom and the blunt bone flying knife were spliced together, he still pointed to the knife with his sword, and said: "Pear blossom crazy bone!"

The flying knife spun in place, rolling up the wind and dust, and the young man oozed blood from one of his pupils, and he dodged back to the side of the green shirt, and the three of them were safe and sound in the wind, and the puppet would be shattered once it got close. Chen Yuzhi could see that the price of this move was not small, Hua Gu held his sword finger motionlessly, and let the blood droplets stain the circle under his feet red, even if he really sat on the name of the one-eyed today, he would not hesitate to do so.

Chen Yuzhi wanted to ask what the "Engong" meant, but at the moment he had to grit his teeth and watch the young man suffer in agony in front of him, he forgot to put the black sword in the sheath under his anger, and constantly accumulated the thunder intent on the blade......

Yang Ming's painting frowned tightly in the distance, and said, "I'll see how long you can last!"

Hua Gu felt that his vision was a little blurry, and suddenly a Taoist robe gently patted his shoulder, and said, "Hua Gu, thank you for your hard work." ”

The young man fainted with a soft body, Li Xiyang caught him and slowly put him on the ground, the wind dispersed in an instant, and the pear blossom frenzied bones deviated and landed beside the young man. Li Xiyang looked at the puppets in the field, then looked down at the young man with a bloodstained face, and shouted: "Chen Yuzhi, fuck him!"

At this time, the thunder on the black sword was strong, like a gourd filled with water, and the slightest thunder continued to fall to the ground along the tip of the sword. Maoshan Xiaodao stepped out of the lunge, like a shuttle spear, threw the peachwood sword to the clouds, and the hand knot was tied to the seal and read: "Purple Household Qingfang, there are two gods, holding the flow bell, the body is full of wind and clouds, guarding the truth, not listening to the outside front, so that I think, reach the Lingguan, enter and exit Lizhen, ascend to the nine gates, knock on the nine truths, and the six rhymes are as urgent as the law!"

Chen Yuzhi had a dragon jade on his chest, and the dragon pattern on his arm fluctuated, and he didn't see the sword momentum or hear the dragon's chant first. The floating clouds cover the sun and the sunset, and the twelve peaks of Wangshan are not visible, and the people have run to Dongcheng to probe their brains, wanting to see what is happening in the limelight Guozijian, but they are suddenly attracted by a dragon chant in the sky.

Chen Yuzhi attributed all today's grievances to a single sword, and shouted angrily: "Thunder Dragon Yin!"

The green shirt sleeve robe was broken all over the ground, and then there was a dragon shadow wrapped in thunder and went straight into the sky, the original looming dragon shadow became lifelike under the thunder carving, and the people of Lujiang saw the real dragon kneeling on the ground, secretly praying for good weather in the coming year, and peace and security of the country and the people.

First there is the dragon chanting endlessly, and then there is the power of the gods and thunder, Rao is Yangming painting law is dumbfounded...... The thunder dragon returned to the peachwood sword, and Xiao Zamao spurted out a mouthful of blood, scolded his mother for the first time, and said: "Chen Yuzhi, do you want to fucking kill me!"

The robe was full of helplessness in his mouth, but the seal in his hand was not ambiguous, he raised the outer seal high, knocked down again, and said angrily: "Break it for me!"

Nine thunder dragons fell in the Guozijian Branch, the original dilapidated courtyard was completely bombed into a large hole and a small hole, after the loud noise, the Lujiang East City shook for a while, although the two Huangquan painting scrolls were intact, but the puppets in the field had been beaten by the combined force of the green shirt and the Taoist robe, Li Xiyang spat out turbidity, staggered and picked up the peach wood sword in the distance, and said to Chen Yuzhi, who was standing in front of Yangming's painting: "It's really tiring to cooperate with you......"

Xiao Zamao picked up the flower bones, felt that this young man was a little interesting, thinking of the scene of the three of them going to the rivers and lakes together in the future, he had some expectations, I don't know if this young man has ever been to the Qinglou, if he has not been there, he can be a "guide" once, so that he can be equal to Chen Yuzhi in the Qinglou......

Qing Yi stood in front of Yang Ming Painting Rhythm, he wanted to humiliate him, but that style of acting was not suitable for him after all, he raised his hand to snatch away the only remaining painting scroll behind Ding Yin, and then stared at the other party silently, Yang Ming Painting Law was anxious, and said angrily: "Chen Yuzhi, you will not end well if you go against the temple!"

Chen Yuzhi threw the scroll to Xiao Zamao, the dragon pattern on his right arm was still shocking, and he said calmly: "Is there a good end to the future, if my grave is overgrown with weeds, I will never refute it if you say this again, the only thing that can be predicted in life is that the world is unpredictable...... Ding Yin, I didn't leave you alive today because of compassion, but because I want you to go back with a word, the nurturing grace of the Jin Dynasty has been repaid in those two battles, there is one life, and you have the ability to take it!"

The green shirt walked in front, Xiao Zamao followed behind with Hua Gu, and left Lujiang under the scene of the people's applause, Hua Gu's blindfold was lost, Chen Yuzhi tore a rag from his body and tied it diagonally on his left eye, Li Xiyang asked, "What should we do next?"

Chen Yuzhi had already thought of a way out, if it weren't for this, how could he openly oppose the temple, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, squeezed out a smile at the two, and said: "Go to Wudang!"