Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes.

The is ruthless, the drama is unrighteous, the businessman is heavy on money, and the scholar loves his name. Jianghu children, mixed in the grass, fighting for is a breath, and what you want is a face.

Gao gradually left his reckless background and took his life, but he did not seek to be heard, and the only thing he wanted in his life was revenge.

Qingxiao Spiritual Domain, there is a 'martial arts evaluation list', with a total of ten people on the list, either dominating one side or famous in the world, all of them are peerless warriors with great prestige.

Gao Yuanli is not a good name, but he has no intention of inserting willows, and he ranks at the bottom of the 'martial arts evaluation list'.

The 'Five Tigers of the Jin Kingdom', although their combat power is extraordinary, only Qi Jianxin and Wei Wuji are on the list, ranking eighth and ninth respectively. Li Kui, Ning Kunlun and Zhang Yi can only hover below the list.

The wrist of the 'tenth master in the world' turned slightly, the arc moon scimitar gradually came out of the sheath, the flames flashed, and the white gas rose.

The heavy rain poured down, and the red clothes that were tall and gradually departed, but there was no trace of wetness.

Wujia Yingzheng, who had already been defeated, was overjoyed, and he looked at Ye Junlin gloatingly, and the five-colored armor on his body shone in turn.

"Mr. Li, let Yingzheng come and learn your mystical skills again. ”

The golden sword in his hand flashed, and a cold light pierced Li Kui.

The cyan light shone brightly, and a green vine headed towards the Ying Zheng whip.

The two fought together, and Li Kui struggled to get rid of Yingzheng, but was entangled by him.

By Ye Junlin's side, only Yan Xi, Song Qingfeng, Ning Kunlun, and a hundred 'Lin' character camp elite riders remained.

"'Pro' word camp, give it to me!"

With a wave of Ning Kunlun's halberd, the 100-word camp of 'Lin' was like a black tide, gradually moving away towards Gao and engulfing it.

The earth shook, and a hundred horsemen rushed to the city.

Song Qingfeng turned over and got on his horse, raised his whip and galloped, one person and one horse, charging at the forefront, and for a while the trail was trampled by the horse's hooves and splashed with mud.

Gao gradually stood in the wind and rain, immovable, let the one hundred and one ride, ready to sprint.

Song Qingfeng finally saw Gao Yuanli's appearance through the layers of rain curtains: an old face, like a large reed in the wilderness, not charming or magnificent, but with his own uninhibited feelings.

With just one glance, Song Qingfeng felt that the qi in his chest was stagnant, and he sighed secretly in his heart: The ten people on the martial arts evaluation list really deserve their reputation.

Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Song Qingfeng roared, exhaled all the turbidity in his chest, and with the momentum of the galloping horse, Song Qingfeng raised his hand and stabbed out the most domineering sword in his life.

The sword light was fierce, and the rain curtain was pierced several layers in an instant. The raindrops that came into contact with the big sword seemed to drip on a hot soldering iron, making a loud noise, and countless white gases rose.

Gao Yanli raised his hand slightly, and above his five fingers and palm, a raging fire lingered, as if he was planning to hold Song Qingfeng's sword.

Passing by, the big sword with a dark body rubbed against Gao Yuanli's palm, and the sword body was burned red. The scorching breath passed along the sword body to Song Qingfeng's hand, and the bursts of heat almost let the big sword get out of his hand.

Song Qingfeng used the sword of his life to slash out at the right time and place, and Gao gradually raised his hand, easily resolving all this.

Thirty elite horsemen charged, cone-shaped, and scattered. Thirty crossbows pointed at this 'tenth in the world' master, and a rivalry between an iron-blooded sergeant and a master of the rivers and lakes was completely launched.

The sword was finally unsheathed, and a flame rushed towards the thirty elite riders.

Feathered arrows are like the wind, tearing through the flame and sword light.

Gao Yuanli swung another knife, the sword light shone, and thirty arrows stagnated in mid-air, breaking and falling to the ground.

A rain of arrows fell, and thirty elite horsemen collected their crossbows and drew their swords.

Thirty standard long swords, unsheathed at the same time, like a long rainbow through the sun, white light shining.

The swords of the Jin army, made in batches, are named 'King of Jin', which is imitated from Fan Yueran's famous sword of 'King of Jin' of 'Qingxiao Fourth', and is still named 'King of Jin'.

Gao gradually strode away, stepped on both feet, and smashed deep pits on the ground.

The flame broadsword flew sideways, slashing more than a dozen elite riders in a row. Seeing the situation, the remaining elite cavalry took the opportunity to detour behind him, and five long swords stabbed straight ahead. Gao gradually detached his breath like water, turned around and held the five sharp swords with both hands, and with a wave of his hand, the 'Jin King Sword', known as the 'Spring and Autumn First Standard Long Sword', was twisted and rolled.

"Get down!"

Gao gradually moved his lips slightly, and the elite horsemen of the five 'high-level Xuan King' cultivators were thrown out.

Song Qingfeng returned to kill, instigated the horse to stop urgently, the horse's hooves were raised high, and he stepped heavily towards Gao Yuanli.

Gao gradually snorted coldly, raised his hands, held the heavy horse's hooves, and snorted again, and a living horse was torn apart by him on the spot.

The force of the impact sent Song Qingfeng flying out and rolling to the ground, and Song Qingfeng squirted a mouthful of blood.

Ten more horsemen came one after another, all of them were overturned and fell off their horses by Gao Yuanli, and the cavalry body fell, and was just hit in the chest by Gao Yuanli's punch, and the armor and chest exploded together, the flesh and blood were blurred, and they died on the spot.

After losing thirty horses in a row, Ning Kunlun's black iron halberd bloomed with golden light.

Ning Kunlun raised his arm and held the halberd, and the tip of the halberd pointed to Gao and gradually left. The sixty horsemen behind him fanned out, and the crossbow arrows were aimed at Gao Yuanli's chest.

Ten elite cavalry captains reined in their horses and spears, ready to charge.

The brave fight the enemy, but fight to the death.

Ning Kunlun dragged the halberd forward, with heavy armor and no horse, and the world was a fierce general. Behind him, the crossbow arrows were extremely dense, even dense over the pouring rain curtain. The elite cavalry kept changing arrows and shooting arrows, not worrying that he would accidentally hurt Ning Kunlun.

The moment Ning Kunlun gave the order, he wanted to consume this 'tenth in the world' martial artist alive.

Met on a narrow road, Ning Kunlun's divination halberd accurately stabbed Gao Yuanli's chest, and in the seventeenth battle of the Spring and Autumn Period, I don't know how many soldiers died under this halberd.

Gao gradually stopped from his footsteps, swung out a knife, and smashed heavily on the halberd, the halberd trembled slightly, and Ning Kunlun took a few steps back. Gao gradually flew up and stepped heavily on Ning Kunlun's chest.

Ning Kunlun flew out upside down, and the gilded battle armor on his chest was kicked out of a huge dent.

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, Ning Kunlun wiped the corners of his mouth viciously.

It is also the Great Perfection of the 'Xuanhuang Realm', who is afraid of who is the single rider!

As a husband, facing Ning Kunlun, who was the 'tenth in the world' alone, he charged alone, and the black iron halberd dragged across the ground, leaving a long thin line.

The golden light shone brightly, and on Ning Kunlun's black iron halberd, the shadows of the halberd flew one after another.

Chop the stabbing hook and peck, round and wishful, a thousand catties of halberd, dancing in Ning Kunlun's hands.

Facing the iron halberd, Gao gradually left the knife to block. The two don't use Xuan Li, they don't use qi machines, they just compete for strength. The black iron halberd in Ning Kunlun's hand was forced out of an arc.

Gao gradually left the long knife in his hand, and the handle of the knife slammed straight into Ning Kunlun's chest.

The body flew upside down, and Ning Kunlun's halberd flew out of his hand.

"Lend you a halberd!"

Gao Yanli caught the halberd, leaned over and threw it, in mid-air, the halberd crossed an arc, towards the top of Ye Junlin's head, and fell straight down