A vigorous and powerful arm holding the Wu hook sword slowly walked to the foot of Bianliang City, and with a finger of the sword, the heavy snow cut a trace, and the broken snow was as hard as a stone in an instant, smashing the defenders against the red wall of Bianliang City.

The falling snow melted into water on the top of his hair, and blood dripped from the body of the sword, flowing to the Zhao Dynasty soldiers who were trembling with halberds not far away.

The rustling footsteps were like a talisman, and the young sword god, who could clearly isolate the wind and snow from his own qi, stepped on the snow and walked into Bianliang City.

Every time he took a step forward, the blood of the halberd-wielding soldiers around him would surge, and when the young sword god walked away, the halberd soldiers who could not withstand the huge pressure fell to the ground one after another, and blood flowed out from the seven orifices.

Lu Qingtang did not go directly to the imperial city, but first went to the Longmen Inn in a remote alley in Bianliang City, which was secretly supported by a certain royal family, and was doing restaurant business on the surface, and also operating some gambling houses and private salt business behind the scenes.

But the inn is more famous for its kind of liquor, which is not found in the whole of the capital - green ant wine.

The royal family is the prince who wrote "Green New Brew Wine, Red Clay Small Stove" back then, named Song Jingtai.

Lu Qingtang walked into the inn with a sword, dressed as a Jianghu guest, and the guys who were the second junior in a prosperous place like Bianliang were all active, and when they saw that this sword was extraordinary, they stepped forward to entertain him diligently.

Lu Qingtang only ordered a pot of green ants, a plate of beef with sauce and a plate of peanuts, which caused the shopkeeper to roll his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the swordsman followed suit, took out a large sum of ten taels of silver from his pocket and slapped it on the table, and said, "Half of this silver is counted as wine money, and the other half is bothering Xiao Er to give a message to the store." ”

Xiao Er heard that this swordsman seemed to have a friendship with the big boss of the inn, and immediately said politely: "What does the guest officer want to say?" ”

The swordsman thought about it carefully, his expression was slightly relieved, and he chuckled: "You said that Qingcheng Mountain Daogu Wen Yu likes his poem "Ask Green Ant Wine" very much, and today Lu Qingtang drank this wine on behalf of his old friends, and made a wish, if he can get out of the imperial city alive, he will promise to do one thing for him." ”

After speaking, there was a sudden commotion outside the Dragon Gate Inn, hundreds of iron horsemen wearing heavy armor and holding heavy guns galloped from the imperial city like a tornado, and countless halberd armor soldiers quickly blocked the inn.

There was a dense sound of footsteps on the roofs of the surrounding streets and alleys, countless masters of the six doors in brocade robes and embroidered spring knives were setting up crossbows on it, and there were even fans raised by the imperial city and the dead soldiers of the rivers and lakes ambushed around the inn, and everyone was waiting for them.

At this moment, the old emperor is taking his prince Song Kexin to the head of Bianliang City, under the protection of the left and right enshrinements and countless masters of the Great Interior, overlooking the outline of the world's largest city from the highest point.

From afar, the giant city is shrouded in a steaming haze, and the magnificence is magnificent.

This city is the central commanding heights of the entire dynasty's economy, humanities and politics, extending in all directions, and every year there will be a steady stream of people pouring into this majestic imperial capital to pay homage to the mighty imperial grace of the Imperial City.

Therefore, every time Emperor Taizu stood on the highest tower of the Bianliang Great Wall, patted the railing all over the place, and saw all the talents from all over the world flowing into the capital of the Great Zhao Emperor, he couldn't help but say the words that have been passed down through the ages, "The heroes of the world are all in my hub!" ”

The old emperor looked at the young son standing beside him who was about to touch the beacon tower, and a smile of relief appeared on his face.

About this old emperor, the historian recorded that he was eighteen years old, swept the world in seven years, and became the emperor of Great Zhao at a young age.

Internally, An Daolin, the leader of the Qing Party, was appointed as the chief assistant of the Shangzhu State and the cabinet, and he was personally involved in everything, so that the Zhao Dynasty, which was initially settled by the war, gradually had a tendency to prosper, the economy was fully recovered, and the treasury was gradually full, and the history was called the prosperous era of the Qianyuan Dynasty.

At the same time, the old emperor reserved a large number of capable ministers for his future successor, the crown prince of the Zhao Dynasty, and eliminated a number of vassal kings who threatened the throne.

The old emperor was very important to the crown prince, and often warned him to be cautious in his words and deeds, and he gave the prince all the preferential privileges that he could enjoy.

Because they know that the crown prince will definitely inherit the throne in the future and become a new generation of co-rulers of the world, if they want to keep their heads and official positions, they have to take a good look at the back.

However, the later things are a little unbelievable, about the old emperor's expectations of the prince are too high, or the prince has grown up with a golden key since he was a child, and his soul is fragile, when discussing important military matters with the cabinet, the prince's speech was a little flawed, and he was severely reprimanded by the old emperor, and he was scared sick after going back, and he died in less than a month.

This incident dealt a major blow to the old emperor, and after that, he no longer concentrated on the government, put all his energy on the harem, and created a record of not going to court for ten consecutive years, which was criticized by the world's scholars.

Fortunately, in recent years, the little prince Song Kexin, who has the same mother as the prince, has grown up day by day, vaguely having the demeanor of the prince back then, and the old emperor did not care about his sons who were quite promising, and handed over the future of the empire to this eighth prince who did not even memorize the four books and five classics.

The old emperor faced the heavy snow in winter, cast a deep glance at the magnificent mountains and rivers, patted his young son on the shoulder and asked, "Xin'er, what do you think of the scenery under the city?" ”

The prince Song Kexin nodded, and said innocently: "Beautiful!" ”

The old emperor touched his snow-white beard and laughed, waved his hand, and asked the big inner guards and the two worshippers behind him to retreat, pointing to the great rivers and mountains, "Xin'er, in the future, I will leave, this son will be handed over to you to sit on, this great country is also yours, do you have the confidence to help me take care of it?" ”

The young Song Kexin bit his fingers and tilted his head, with a stupid expression on his face, "At that time, did the emperor eat whatever he wanted, and play whatever he wanted?" ”

The old emperor was stunned, touched the little prince's head and smiled softly, "Xin'er, you will be the emperor with peace of mind in the future, I have already selected good people for you, all of them are big materials for governing the country, you just need to control them well, and the Zhao Dynasty can be passed down from your hands smoothly." ”

Song Kexin grinned, the old emperor wiped the corners of his eyes, and also smiled, his rickety body straightened slightly, as if he wanted to look at the Great Zhao Great Wall thousands of miles away.

Longmen Inn, Liang Yuanbao led two thousand forbidden troops to surround this place in a corner, with 1,000 people holding giant crossbows and halberds on guard, and 1,000 people outside blocking the streets and echoing the six doors.

Wei An, the eunuch of the imperial palace eunuch, tapped his toes, swept from the rows of roofs, and landed lightly on an archway not far from the inn.

The snow was flying all over the sky, and there was a hidden fan behind him who wanted to step forward and hand over a mink robe, but was interrupted by Wei An's wave, his eyes locked on the inn, and the murderous aura on his body slowly flowed out, blocking the wind and snow from his body.

The diners in the inn were all frightened by the tense formation outside, and they didn't know what was going on, so they just knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, and heard the heavily armored general riding a tall horse at the door raise a sky-breaking hammer and shouted in a deep voice: "Bold swordsman, dare to make trouble in the imperial city, don't come out quickly!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard an understatement from the second floor of the inn, "Noise." ”

The sound was not loud, but it echoed throughout the street, only Liang Yuanbao, who was shouting, heard that his ears and nose were bleeding, and he fell from the horse uncontrollably, and the sky-breaking hammer in his hand also smashed to the ground.

All the forbidden troops took three steps back, and Wei An swept down from a distance, instantly pinching Liang Yuan's leopard and connecting a few big points, which stopped the injury.

Wei An put down Liang Yuanbao, turned around and looked at the second-floor pavilion with a solemn face, the masters inside were at least a first-grade saint realm, and his own magic skills were only cultivated to a first-grade King Kong, far from being an opponent.

If this person in the building is in trouble, it doesn't mean that the dignified Bianjing City can't stop him, it's just that the two thousand forbidden troops in front of him and the fans and dead soldiers in the rivers and lakes who are raised by him are far from enough to die, and if he can't keep himself, he will die in his hands.

Unexpectedly, Liang Yuanbao, who had just stopped his injuries, picked up the hammer and got on the horse again, the heavy armor general had just been transferred from the border to the imperial capital, and he had never frowned in the face of hundreds of thousands of swords and guns on the battlefield, how could he be intimidated by the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes, no matter how powerful the sword, who could withstand the impact of the iron cavalry of the established dynasty?

I only heard Liang Yuanbao raise his hammer and roar: "The assassin is in the building now, I, Liang Yuanbao, am the first not afraid of death, and I am determined to capture the assassin, do you dare to fight?" ”

The two thousand forbidden soldiers who were carefully selected from the battlefield roared in unison: "Fight to the death!" Fight to the death! Fight to the death! ”

The sound was like thunder, faintly piercing the ears, and at this moment, the killing qi that this group of soldiers crawled out of the pile of dead people completely burst out, which was terrifying.

Lu Qingtang drank half a pot of green ant wine in the building, and didn't look at the guy who was scared to run the hall, only laughed three times, picked up the Wu hook sword, and jumped down from the railing on the second floor with the wine jug on his back.

When Wei An saw the swordsman falling, his eyes instantly tightened, and he quickly retreated more than a dozen steps, hiding in the corner of the crowd, and the nervous depression in his heart was slightly reduced.

Liang Yuanbao saw that the swordsman in front of him was thin and thin, and his appearance was not good, but the sword he was carrying was quite promising, and he didn't dare to underestimate it, so he grabbed the reins with one hand and held the hammer in the other and said: "Liang Yuanbao was ordered by the emperor to take you, if you don't want to suffer from flesh and skin, you will abandon the sword and surrender!" ”

The young sword god raised the wine jug, walked drunkenly and said with a smile: "I am a Jiangzuo cloth, thirty years of penance to cultivate the way of the sword into the saint, and now I want to borrow my life from the righteous path of heaven and earth for two hundred years, only ask heaven and earth to be accommodating for three points, and let the younger generation defend the 25,000 armor of the first city in the world!" ”

After laughing, Lu Qingtang took the unsheath of the Wu Hook Sword on his back, and the light of the Sen Han Sword instantly brightened the sky, splitting a snow curtain that was separated from the earth.

Everyone was dumbfounded, only to see the dark clouds in the sky instantly swept and rolled over, like boiling water, the wind and snow were stirred by Wu Hook Sword, forming a straight tornado, the trees on both sides of the street withered and the land shook.

Wu Hook Sword circled in the air, returned to Lu Qingtang and hung in front of him, Lu Qingtang flicked his fingers, the sword body trembled at a rapid speed, and gently swung out a domineering sword gang swept around.

"I'm a land immortal."