It was the late autumn season, the weather was cold and sunny, and the bell of Xiangguo Temple struck seven times. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A lavishly decorated carriage departed from the Imperial Palace, which had now become the stronghold of the Holy Warriors,?? The wheels roll, crushing small stones on the pavement. This splendid carriage carried Gu Jianping and slowly walked out of the city.

Just as the carriage arranged by Zhao Shanhe for Gu Jianping was heading towards the city gate, countless eyeliners who had been waiting for a long time moved when they heard the wind.

The carriage moved unhurriedly, and on the wide streets, people could at a glance recognize where this magnificent carriage came from, and avoided it.

Along the way, countless curious, awe-inspiring, snooping, and malicious eyes stared at the carriage separated by a thick curtain, but unfortunately nothing could be seen.

The four-wheeled carriage was indeed much more stable than in the ordinary carriage, with almost no swaying, and Gu Jianping was like an old monk in his meditation, unaware of everything in the outside world.

While the wheels were rolling, I don't know how long it took, the carriage had traveled fifty or sixty miles, drove out of the city, and came to a famous mountain near the capital---- Xiangshan.

"Just stop here. In the carriage, a cold voice came out

The coachman hurriedly tightened the reins, the carriage slowly stopped on the side of the road up the mountain, some tourists and some small merchants and hawkers on the mountain road who came to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the red leaves of Xiangshan cast curious eyes, Gu Jianping stepped off the carriage and looked around. "The autumn breeze is bleak, but here is a fiery red, beautiful, it is a decisive battle." ”

The coachman bowed down and said in fear: "My lord, you ......"

"Go back. Gu Jianping turned around and walked on the bluestone stairs, step after step, firm and powerful.

The autumn is high and cool, looking at the red leaves, some are spread on the ground, some are hanging on the trees, and some are slowly falling, Gu Jianping's heart moved, and he had some understanding of the natural way with this world.

The capital of the Tang Kingdom has been occupied by the Holy Martial League, although the establishment of a new country has not yet been officially announced, but the fact is almost the same, all places have surrendered to the Holy Martial League and begun to be included in the management of the Alliance, and King Jing's attitude has also begun to soften, and it seems that he is considering cooperation with the Holy Martial League.

Everything is developing in a good direction, and Zhao Shanhe and the others from the reincarnation team are looking at the ultimate gift package of the mission in the Reincarnation Temple at this moment as if they are in their pockets.

For this, Gu Jianping didn't say anything, his goal was different from theirs, not to mention that his enemy was also extraordinary, according to intelligence, almost all the martial arts masters of the entire Phantom Martial Continent came to encircle and suppress Gu Jianping, among them, needless to say, the remnants of the Tang Kingdom, the Qi Kingdom, the island country in the east, Gaochang in the west, and various mountain and forest barbarians, hermits and even the legendary demon clan also came, which really surprised Gu Jianping.

For all this, Gu Jianping also vaguely knew the reason, in addition to the past enmity, there were also rumors that he had such an incredible entry in martial arts swordsmanship because he was carrying a saint-level exercise, which caused the covetousness of countless martial arts cultivators on the mainland.

The enemy poured out this time, but what could make Gu Jianping vigilant, in addition to the level of the three elders in the east, were some people who had been in the shadows of the rivers and lakes, and they had all kinds of methods of using fire and thunder stones and strange witchcraft in their hands.

In the Phantom Martial Continent, Gu Jianping has no opponents under the Martial Saint, but the Martial Saint has not appeared for so long, Gu Jianping is very skeptical that there is no Martial Saint in this world.

Xiangshan is full of beautiful mountains and rivers, and a half-moon-shaped lake is like the smooth water surface of a jade mirror, reflecting the white clouds in the sky.

With his eyes fixed, not far away from the mountains and forests, a large number of dense strange shadows suddenly rose from the bottom up, and flew quickly towards the space where he was in an overwhelming manner!

With Gu Jianping's eyesight, he could clearly see in the next moment that this dense black shadow was composed of blood-sucking white-veined bats with strange appearances, viciousness, and black mist! The small white eyes flickered, the wings were agitated, the fangs were hideous, and the fierce appearance was exposed, and there seemed to be thousands of them at a glance, and they let out a terrible screaming sound, like a yin wind blowing out of hell, surging towards him!

"Is it finally here?" Gu Jianping's mind moved, and the sword automatically unsheathed, flying up and slashing towards the invading enemy.

Hearing a clicking sound, this is the sword qi that cut through the bones of the blood-sucking white-veined bats, and before these guys could fight back, one after another fierce and domineering sword qi poured out, spanning dozens of zhang, sweeping the thousands of bats out of a passage. ！

The sword qi was like fire, and the limbs of the bats that were swept by the sword qi were shattered, and some of them were directly turned into meat and mud, and at a glance, the group of bats that were extremely powerful just now was suddenly scattered and miserable. With such a big loss, how could the enemy be willing? The remaining hundred or so pitch-black blood-sucking white-veined bat monsters screamed, and suddenly dispersed, circling and flying, distributed in the space around Gu Jianping, and flew towards Gu Jianping in all directions without fear of death!

"It's the demon clan that made the first move! Hmph, the demon clan is the demon clan, the spiritual intelligence is not high, then Gu Jianping's sword qi is so powerful, he actually went up directly, isn't this looking for death" A martial artist said

"Vampire white-veined bat...... Is this ......!?"

"That's right, it's the Demon Clan's White-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao!" A congenital master was looking at the battle situation in front of him, as if he recognized something, and said in surprise:

White-winged bat King Wei Yixiao used to be a well-known demon powerhouse, with a perverse personality, killing without calculation, and doing all kinds of evil in the Tang and Qi countries, and he liked to drink the blood of boys and girls the most. It can be described as madness and extinction of human nature, but a martial arts cultivation is really strong. Thirty years ago, there was a bloody storm,

However, the practice method of this demon is peculiar, and the light skill can be said to be rare in the world, and he is also proficient in illusion, shadow martial arts secret method, which is even more powerful in the dark night, and he can recover his energy by sucking the blood of living beings, these means allow him to never be killed or captured by the enemy.

Decades ago, Wei Yixiao, the white-winged bat king who killed a member of the royal family, had been besieged and killed by more than a dozen innate masters several times, but every time he let him escape calmly, and he couldn't even subdue the worship grandmaster. Because of the characteristics of the demon clan's exercises, although this Wei Yixiao is powerful, he has never broken through to the realm of the grandmaster, and he is still at the peak of his innateness.

Now that the news of the saint-level exercises came, Wei Yixiao was full of interest, and he understood that his opportunity had come. He believed that under his means, Gu Jianping would definitely reveal the secret of the saint-level exercises, as for being defeated by Gu Jianping, he would not consider this, if he hadn't been suppressing the sequelae of the exercises in his body all these years, he would have swept these martial arts masters in the Phantom Martial Continent a long time ago, and the number one name in the world would have been his.