Three horsemen against two hundred horsemen, not to mention that two hundred horsemen are still followed by two thousand elite horsemen from Dufengkou Military Town, as well as a group of northern qi practitioners who are hiding in the shadows. Therefore, in the eyes of Zhong Gucheng near the carriage, this is called generosity to death, and to put it mildly, it is to hit a stone with an egg. Zhong Gucheng has always been a nameless immortal-style master of the rivers and lakes, even if he has a first-class finger realm, he does not have much prestige in the martial arts, and he does not even have a thunderous nickname, acquaintances see him just to call an old bell, and the official government is just an honorific title of Lord Zhong, but he doesn't care about the weight of face, and the weight of the inside is very sufficient, Zhong Gucheng, who has a seven-tailed golden carp copper yellow croaker bag on his waist, is a first-class guest in the Beijing Criminal Department, and Qi Jiajie, the first swordsman in Tai'an City, is even more rebellious, and has solved many big and mysterious cases in his hands, and he is also a familiar face on the side of the Zhao family。 This errand, Zhong Gucheng is the person in charge on the bright side, all matters big and small have to depend on whether he nods or shakes his head, Zhong Gucheng's hope is not weak, looking at the three horses at the end of the post road, there is no contempt, but being vigilant does not mean that Zhong Gucheng has to be weak-hearted, in his opinion, the entire Liyang Jianghu, as long as the front is not the old monster of the Martial Emperor City, the peach blossom sword god Deng Tai'a and the big official Cao Changqing, these three people are replaced by anyone, even if it is one of the ten people in the world on the new martial arts review, they can't stop the horse's hooves on their side from going south. This is not conceit, it is great self-confidence, it is the confidence that Tai'an City and Zhao Mu gave Zhong Gucheng behind him. However, Zhong Gucheng never thought that the three horsemen who were going to confront him at this moment had such a shocking origin, because these three people were indeed not any of the top ten masters of martial arts, not Wang Laowei who sat in the East China Sea, not Deng Tai'a who was looking for immortals, not Cao Changqing, who was busy with the restoration of Western Chu, not Gu Jiantang, the general who was the first person in the world to use a knife, and not the dead human cat Han Mink Temple, but Zhulu Mountain, which is close to the Shangyin School Palace, came to three Beimang "guests" last year , and it just so happens that two of them are among the ten people in the martial arts review, Luoyang in white and Deng Mao with a broken spear. If Zhong Gucheng had known the terrifying truth of Lu Dao earlier, he probably wouldn't have been so blind, and in the battle of the rivers and lakes, how could he have heard that among the ten people in the world joined forces with whom to kill the enemy? But today he just bumped into him.

Looking at the two hundred horsemen on the table who were coming straight to the ground, Yelu Dong, who was both a member of the Beimang royal family and a military upstart, stared wide-eyed, with a slightly sluggish melancholy face, and slowly turned his head to the woman in white who was walking slowly side by side and asked: "What's the matter, these people don't take the three of us in their eyes like this, is it because the name of Zhulu Mountain is not loud and popular in Liyang?" Luoyang, you pit me, why did you tell me at the time, saying that the demon cult of Zhulu Mountain is the target of everyone, as long as I go up the mountain, there will be endless masters, but there is no fart, so I will endure it, after all, Zhulu Mountain is not easy to find, but how can I get to the rivers and lakes, it is still so useless? I can't scare people! Luoyang, you are not authentic, after killing people this time, I will not accompany you to play in Liyang, this is not about to go to war in Longjiao Prefecture, I have to go to the Southern Dynasty to fish for military merits, otherwise that Dong fat man will definitely throw me 108,000 miles away. ”

Luoyang ignored the short man who was as resentful as a mother-in-law, and said calmly: "Deng Mao, the first two thousand horsemen will be handed over to you to delay, and it depends on your mood to kill more and less." As for the qi practitioner in the hidden place, you will kill Yelu Dongbed. You don't need to do anything about these on the post road. ”

Deng Mao nodded, no objection. Yelu Dong's bed immediately said anxiously: "The surname is Luo, you bullied Lao Tzu is not a martial arts critic, right, look down on me, don't you?" Lao Tzu is still young, see who is more powerful in ten years......

Luoyang turned his head calmly, looking at this proud son of heaven on the Beimang grassland, Yelu Dong shrank his neck and immediately shut up. He was on the grassland under the order of the empress to lead the troops to intercept and kill the white-clothed devil, but she almost gave him the head of the general in the army, and after that, he fell into a heavy psychological shadow, he was only afraid of three women in the whole world, he could call his aunt in private The empress Your Majesty, the dead fat girl Murong Longshui, who liked to bully him since he was a child, plus a Luoyang who had never smiled at him. Yelu Dongbed hesitated, but he still didn't have the courage to argue with Luoyang, obediently turned the horse's head, and rode out of the post road to find the trouble of those sneaky qi practitioners. Deng Mao glanced at the carriage and asked softly, "You and I have noticed the vision just now, it really doesn't matter?"

The corners of Luoyang's mouth were hooked, and he said something that Deng Mao couldn't figure out, "It's okay, the worst result is nothing more than an old reunion, and besides, this person may not really get involved." I guess if Wang Xianzhi doesn't come, even if it's me, I may not be able to make him really come back to his senses. ”

Deng Mao has never been a man who likes to get to the bottom of things, and when he sees that she doesn't care, he doesn't bother to worry about it, not to mention that for the white-clothed devil who ranks more than himself in the martial arts evaluation, Deng Mao doesn't treat her as a woman, a demon who can kill Beimang twice, and a woman who can almost sit on an equal footing with the top three in the martial arts evaluation, which man is qualified to condescendingly love and pity? Deng Mao glanced at the carriage more, and then he went around the post road without any delay to intercept the two thousand cavalry and prevent it from making trouble. Luoyang and the others left, and there were some unknown regrets in their hearts, if they were at the peak of martial arts, what if they were Gao Shulu in the carriage? At that time, he also gave that person the cultivation that he had worked hard to accumulate for 800 years, although he returned to her after a battle with Wang Xianzhi, but as he came and went, he invisibly lost two percent, and at this time, not to mention Wang Xianzhi and Tuoba Bodhisattva, who had a gap in the first place, I am afraid that even Deng Tai'a, who had turned his cultivation into cultivation, may not have much chance of winning. Luoyang is a little self-deprecating, she is still a woman in the end. Eight hundred years later, even if even a woman can be an emperor, the rivers and lakes have never allowed a woman to be the first person in the world, and it is still a virtue eight hundred years ago and eight hundred years later.

Zhong Gucheng saw that after the two horsemen left the post road, not only did they not take it lightly, but for the first time there was a kind of suffocation like a great enemy, the formation of the two hundred horsemen moved forward steadily, the two sides were only a hundred steps apart, and the three or four tailed copper yellow croaker bag masters with the worst eyesight also recognized that the white-clothed knight who was a husband was actually a woman with a feminine silhouette but a heroic spirit? Isn't there only a Huishan purple cloth in the Yangjiang Lake, which is very popular for a while? Who is this sacred? Located in the front of the six horses fast horses, ready to win the jackpot for the imperial court, six people have a long-established swordsman swordsman has a long-renowned boxer, six horses stand out, while covering each other, skillful cooperation, this is the realm of the master after reaching a level. The swordsman was the first to attack, and it was a family heirloom knife throwing technique, which was an unpopular martial art evolved from flying swordsmanship, and it split through the air with a knife and took the head of the woman in white.

Luoyang didn't look at the arc hob that rotated into a circle and fell into the air, swept it away, and took in the six or seven golden carp bag masters who were all in sight, one person and one horse continued to move forward slowly, just stretched out a finger, and lightly clicked six times in the air, for the first six horsemen, together with the imperial eagle dog who thought that the knife throwing technique had entered the house on the avenue of knife art, one by one the horses under the crotch continued to run forward, and their heads seemed to be blocked by a wall, not only the head suddenly stopped, the body also swung back, and then fell heavily on the post road, and died on the spot。 Finally waited for the "long overdue" The flying knife, Luoyang with six fingers and two fingers, lightly touched the blade, this throwing knife in front of her circle, in comparison with the momentum of countless castrations, but also color, as if the knife disappeared directly in the eyes of everyone, and then several Jin Wuwei rode on horseback to be dismembered, which made people wake up This is not a fancy trick of thunder and rain, but a real bloody killing move, not only that, the six war horses that have no owner are also stunned and ran forward, close to the woman in white Twenty steps, the ground of the post road shook violently, and the hooves of the six horses rose into the air, shattering into six clusters of scarlet mist。 The woman in white crossed the six pools of blood so leisurely and calmly, and the hob was finally intercepted by a six-fish copper yellow bag master, Luoyang was expressionless, and his two fingers were wiped forward on his shoulder, as if he pushed forward a three-foot sword out of the sheath, and then she really condensed a three-foot blue purple sword qi, and it disappeared in a flash, and the master of the little grandmaster realm had no time to dodge, and a hole exploded in the center of his eyebrows, and he was still dead when he fell from the horse.

Luoyang suddenly stopped his horse, and he had a good and arrogant attitude, which made Zhong Gucheng, who had been caught off guard, shudder, how could this extremely young woman be so arrogant and rude! Zhong Gucheng didn't care about his face, and looked at the other two seven carp masters, without verbal communication, he had some calculations, they obviously saw that this woman was at least a top master who had been immersed in the Finger Xuan Realm for many years, and Zhong Gucheng, who was in the Finger Xuan Realm, even faintly sensed that this woman just wanted to let herself see what it meant to be a finger Xuan! Even with Zhong Gucheng's transcendent status, he still doesn't have the ability to contact the secrets in Shenwu City, and naturally he doesn't know that in that ruined city, there is a woman who allows the fourteen swords to go out of the rivers and lakes, and the great sword master Song Nianqing almost made fourteen new moves, so he "kindly and kindly" taught the old sword sect of Dongyue Sword Pond "how to use the sword". But even if Zhong Gucheng knew about this thriller secret, he couldn't care about being afraid, two hundred horsemen burst out with their strength in line with the combat power, the sixteen archers in the Jinwu began to hold the bow and shoot, some of the hidden weapon masters also didn't care about the ability to press the box or not, and they "taught each other", and several masters of controlling the qi did not hesitate to exhaust their spirits, and they couldn't care about the results, and they controlled the weapon to attack the woman.

In Shenwu City, she once put her left hand horizontally, palm facing up, and her right hand slowly pressed down, and brought heaven and earth together to make a line of sword between heaven and earth, so as to force out the most reluctant earth immortal sword before Song Nianqing's death. Today she was much more casual, still with her fingers together, swaying left and right in front of her at will, as if heaven and earth were used for it, and she also shook from side to side, and those bows and arrows began to stagger on the way to the air, falling to the ground around both sides of her horse. Zhong Gucheng's face was gloomy, what a celestial realm where I dare to stand side by side with heaven and earth, but so what, you are only one person in the post road after all, the world is so big, after all, it is not your lackey, and there is an end to manpower. The sincerity of a person, even if it is announced to the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, in exchange for a moment of resonance between heaven and earth, how can he be so big that he can really keep pace with heaven and earth for a long time? Zhong Gucheng raised his hand and waved fiercely, signaling the two hundred horsemen to continue to do everything possible to shoot, consuming the woman's internal strength to cultivate, since she is willing to be the target of arrows, then let her show off.

The elderly eunuch Zhao Si lifted the curtain, rubbed his eyes, and tried his best to see the fighting on the post road. The old man with two secret talismans engraved on his withered arms was nervous for no reason, and hurriedly turned his head, staring at the half-dead man, not noticing anything unusual, pouting, and the old eunuch continued to turn his head to stare at the post road.

The woman also seemed to be a little impatient, and was ready to fight. Zhao Sibitter smiled, anyway, the more chaotic the better, if it is chaotic, Bei Liang's side will have a chance, otherwise Zhao Siku really doesn't think that Bei Liang can snatch food from this side.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were shocked, everyone, even Luoyang, which is the fourth in the world, is no exception.

She squinted at the carriage with a smirk.

More than two hundred riders turned their heads and looked at the middle-aged man who bent down and lifted the curtain and stretched his waist, and the golden talismans on his body slowly fell and disappeared, there must be sixteen or seventeen prohibitions?

The man looked at Luoyang and said hoarsely: "Four hundred years later, we will meet again." ”

Luoyang was a little stunned.

That year, Gao Shulu had a hearty battle with a young Taoist, and then it was not that Gao Shulu hibernated the mountain as rumored, but the two had a dialogue between heaven and man on the shore of the East China Sea, and she happened to be watching the sea, and the two did not deliberately avoid her listening.

The young Taoist who traveled between the world with a sword but had never made a sword made a bet with Gao Shulu, betting that Gao Shulu would not be able to solve that talisman, how conceited Gao Shulu was at that time, his eyes were above the top, and he could be as high as the sky.

Everything in the world, one thing descends one thing, even if one thing seems invincible, there is always another thing that quietly comes into being. Where poisonous snakes breed, there are always medicinal herbs nearby for people to pick and cure the poison, which is the reason.

If Wang Xianzhi is Li Chungang's restraint, then the young Taoist is Gao Shulu's restraint.

After a run, the Dao came back to his senses, smiled apologetically at Luoyang, and quickly dissipated between heaven and earth, only to come to the world for eighteen years, and once he met her, he never saw each other again.

Only Luoyang knew that the Daoist was not the reincarnation of Lu Zu, but that person.

Gao Shulu sat cross-legged and looked up at the far northwest, "If I don't come again, I'm really going to kill." ”

Everyone only felt a spring breeze blowing on their faces.

A crumbling purple and gold figure arrived in the blink of an eye, like the rumored immortal out of the body fugue.

Then the two hundred horsemen were so frightened that they retreated.

That blurred figure and that face, who is it not Beiliang Xu Fengnian?

This "Xu Fengnian" made a gesture to lead the horse for the woman in white, and looked at Gao Shulu with a smile, "The ninth time I was distracted, I was originally sitting on the top of Kunlun and watching the East China Sea. ”