The peaks and peaks are undulating, the mountain wind is cold, and the dilapidated mountain temple is leaking everywhere, blowing the fire swaying, and the shadows are twisted and stretched, like evil ghosts with teeth and claws.

Lu Zhongqi ate the freshly baked white flour steamed buns, looked at the jumping flames, and after changing the route, a few people slept in the open air, went around the city and the village, avoided most of the intercepting masters, and finally arrived in the capital.

However, he didn't feel at ease, the closer he got to the capital, the more apprehensive he became, as if most of the calm and calm in the previous half month were brewing for the stormy waves of the next day or two.

He had a faint premonition, even the poisonous impermanence was dispatched, and the traitors in the DPRK and China would definitely not stop there, and there must be stronger masters coming, which made him very worried.

Lu Guan sat in front of the fire, holding the scroll in his hand, eating steamed buns, looking at the book of soldiers, calm, not in danger at all, the panic that the enemy might attack at any time, so that the Hudao people couldn't help but secretly praise, Lu Shuai is really a good general who is happy and not instantaneous!

Thinking of this, the Tiger Dao Man tilted his head slightly, looked at Meng Qi, whose long sword was across his knees, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and looked at Ruan Yushu, who looked calm and indifferent, and gently stroked the qin, and sighed even more in his heart, the two little guys are calmer than themselves, and the older the rivers and lakes, the more timid they are.

After tonight, it will be fine, when you get to the outside of the capital, you will play the banner, and the traitors will not dare to attack in broad daylight, after all, Lu Shuai was personally recruited into the capital by the Holy Lord, and there are many people near Gyeonggi, as long as the news is leaked, it will inevitably be a disaster of copying and beheading...... The Hudao man comforted himself, took off the long sword on his back, pulled it out with a bang, and stroked it gently.

This tiger roaring sword has followed him for almost thirty years, and he has drunk the blood of many wicked people, hoping that this time he can help him tide over the difficulties. It doesn't matter if you die, if Lu Shuai is robbed, it will be a disaster for all the people in the world.

Suddenly, his right hand, which was groping for the blade of the sword, paused. His eyes sparkled at the door of the ruined temple.

I saw a person standing there, a tall man, a man with a broadsword in his hand, and at some point, he was already standing there, quietly looking at the people in the temple.

"Sword General......" The Tiger Daoist stood up suddenly, the Tiger Roar Sword pointed obliquely, his voice was gloomy, and his face was solemn.

Hearing this name, Lu Zhongqi jumped in fright. It turned out to be a sword general, he was a well-known swordsman in Kyushu, only a little worse than the powerhouses at the peak of the world such as the evil monarch and the ghost king.

He has profound internal strength, swordsmanship, fierce and fierce, like a general charging into battle, so he has the nickname of the sword general, and the strength of the frontal battle exceeds the poison impermanence I don't know how much, once singled out nine first-class masters. Cutting them all under the sword, whether it is reputation or combat record, is far superior to the most powerful Tiger Dao people on his side.

Lu Zhongqi looked at the other three in horror. I saw Lu Guan put down the military book in his hand and got up slowly, as if he was planning to join forces with the Hudao people to fight against the strong enemy. There was no panic in his expression, and Ruan Yushu was still stroking the qin, and the sound of the qin was weak. The artistic conception is high, but what's the use of this?

Xiao Meng, a swordsman who loves to practice swordsmanship, sat upright, his face was unwavering, as if the sword generals in front of him were four people, not masters.

Lu Zhongqi couldn't help but think like this, after all, the sword general was burly and imposing, even if he stood there quietly, he would stand like a mountain peak, making his heart beat like a drum and his legs weak.

I had long heard that masters who had exceeded the normal level were good at fighting for qi and machine, and fighting with each other, so I thought it was nonsense, but today when I faced the sword general, I realized that the rumors were true! Even if he didn't make a move, just standing by the door, he also weakened his fighting spirit, panicked, and couldn't exert six stops out of ten stops.

The sword general stepped in step by step, and with each step, it seemed to make the broken temple tremble, and after seven steps, the hand holding the sword of the Hudao man began to tremble a little, and the man in front of him seemed to be getting taller and taller, like a giant in myths and legends!

"Hudao people, this matter has nothing to do with you, if you leave, I won't stop you. General Sword's voice was deep.

Hudao people took a deep breath: "Lu Shuai bears the hope of the world, and is related to the disaster of the Xilu, as the saying goes, it is better to be a peaceful dog, not to be a person in troubled times, poor and talented, and willing to exchange one person's life for the health of the people in the world!

He secretly made a gesture and motioned for Lu Guan to take advantage of the opportunity of dragging the sword general to escape.

Lu Guan did not move: "Lu has never thought that his life is higher than others, although he is strict, he has always taken the lead, so there is an Iron Mountain Army that will not retreat in a hundred battles." ”

When he spoke, he was full of momentum, as if he was leading hundreds of thousands of troops in orthodoxy, which made the sword generals change color slightly.

Affected by this, Lu Zhongqi immediately eliminated the timidity in his heart, and said generously: "People are not dead, the battle will not retreat, the iron mountain is here, and Hu Yu will be destroyed!"

The sword general pulled out his long sword at once, and the sword body was broad, like a door panel.

"I have received a great favor and have to come and kill you, and please bow down to me. The sword general saluted solemnly, and between his words, it seemed that killing Lu Guanhu Dao was like killing a chicken and a dog, effortlessly, which made Lu Zhongqi's heart tremble again.

His expression was calm, with a hint of pity, and as soon as he unfolded his broadsword, he was about to attack.

At this moment, Meng Qi, who had been indifferently stroking the sword, stood up suddenly, and with a bang, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light shone through.

He looked at General Sword and said expressionlessly:

"If you can make me defend with my sword, I'll lose. ”

How arrogant is this? Not only the Sword General, but also the Tiger Dao people and Lu Zhongqi on Meng Qi's side all have similar feelings!

No matter how outstanding your swordsmanship is, the sword general is also a master who has been famous for many years, has a prominent record, and dominates the world, how can he not even let you return to the sword to defend a move, even if the demon queen national teacher is here, he doesn't dare to say such a big thing!

Young people don't know how thick the sky is!

Just when the sword general was a little impetuous, Meng Qi took out his sword and took a step forward, as if stepping on his heart, and the long sword slashed crookedly, like a child's graffiti.

Huh? With the same sound, Hu Dao and Lu Zhongqi were surprised, they couldn't believe it, how could the arrogant and arrogant Xiao Meng make a sword full of flaws, as if he had never practiced swordsmanship, while Ruan Yushu was thoughtful, as if he understood something.

The sword in the eyes of the sword general is difficult to describe, although there are many flaws, it is constantly changing, and it is impossible to grasp it!

The momentum he had created before was broken by Meng Qi just right, and the qi was fighting to lose the upper hand, and there was no more way but to sweep with a broadsword, as if using an iron rod, keeping Meng Qi out of the defensive circle, trying to protect himself first.

Meng Qi's long sword was like a fallen leaf, suddenly drooping, and it was pointed at the tip of the broadsword.

The sword general only felt that the long sword was like a pendant, and his wrist was heavy, and he sank suddenly.

With this power, Meng Qi's long sword rebounded upwards and stabbed diagonally into the sword general's throat.

The sword general had no choice but to take a step back.

When he took a step, Meng Qi also took a step, like a shadow.

The sword general roared, and he didn't know what secret method he had used, and the broadsword was raised, from the bottom to the top, as if he was going to split Meng Qi in half.

His swordsmanship is different from ordinary, and he is extremely fierce!

Meng Qi suddenly jumped up, and the tip of his sword shook, turning from straight to oblique.

At the distance between the two of them, there was still a little gap between the tip of the sword and the throat, which was difficult to stab, but after it was tilted up, it was in close contact with the chin.

With a pop, the sharp Ice Que Sword stabbed into his head from the chin without any hindrance, causing his head to rise and his broadsword to be inaccurate.

Meng Qi fell to the side, the long sword hung low, and the blood condensed on the tip of the sword, slowly dripping.

Plopped, the burly figure of the sword general fell to the ground on his back, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"You lost. Meng Qi coldly dropped his sentence and walked back to the fire and sat down.

The Sword General's eyes were round, with fear and consternation, but he was no longer breathing, and it was difficult to answer Meng Qi.

He really didn't let Xiao Meng return to the sword to defend a single move! And he was killed on the spot in just four moves!

Lu Guan, Hudaoren, and Lu Zhongqi looked at Meng Qi, who had a flat expression, as if he had just baked a steamed bun with his hands, and then looked at the sword general who was not blind, and was suddenly afraid of his swordsmanship.

Thinking back to Fang Cai's battle, they found that Meng Qi's every move was not exquisite, on the contrary, it was full of flaws, ordinary and ordinary, but his timing, angle, and grasp of the severity were so wonderful that he seemed to know the sword general well!

There is such a swordsmanship in the world! There are such swordsmen!

The Tiger Dao people originally thought that they knew Xiao Meng's strength better, but now it seems that the horror of his swordsmanship is still above his imagination, and he is afraid that he is close to the level of the ghost king Ruyi monk.

How old is he? Could it be that he is a natural swordsman?

With Xiao Meng here, it seems that there is no danger in entering Beijing this time! Lu Zhongqi breathed a long sigh of relief, nodded gratefully to Meng Qi, ran to the sword general, and leaned over to search for the body.

The sword general came to kill people, and his own style was wide open, so he only had a bag of dry food and a bag of silver, and a letter.

Lu Zhongqi picked up General Jian's broadsword and put it beside Meng Qi, which was his trophy.

Meng Qi was silent and noncommittal, but his heart was secretly refreshed.

"Not good!" Lu Zhongqi opened the letter casually, glanced at it, and exclaimed.

Hudao people asked anxiously: "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhongqi's expression was ugly: "It is the four murderers of the Zheng family who wrote to General Jian, and they are also coming to assassinate Lu Shuai!"

"Fourth brother of the Zheng family?" Hu Daoren's face changed greatly, and Lu Guan also frowned slightly.

Lu Zhongqi knew that the only person he could rely on at the moment was Xiao Meng, so he hurriedly introduced him: "The four murderers of the Zheng family are slightly inferior to the sword generals individually, but they have a secret method of joining forces, and they are used to advancing and retreating together, so they were once included in the level of the ghost king Xiyue Zhenren, but later they joined forces to attack and kill the evil monarch but were easily defeated and became his servants, so they are no longer considered masters of this level." ”

"Even so, the four of them have a strength that is extremely close to the pinnacle of the human world, and it is by no means comparable to the sword general!"

Joining forces with secret methods to deal with others is indeed effective, but in the face of the "immortal seal method" that is not afraid of group attacks, there is only the life of looking for death...... Meng Qi chuckled secretly.

"The most terrifying thing is that the four murderers of the Zheng family are currently the servants of the evil monarch, and their action means that the evil monarch is also involved in this matter!" Lu Zhongqi was at a loss again, "Brother Xiao Meng, Miss Ruan, otherwise we will rush overnight, right?"

"It's late. Someone outside the door sneered. (To be continued......)