Suddenly, above the hazy sky, the cumulus clouds dispersed, revealing a clear sky. The general was surprised, "Hey, why is it suddenly sunny this day?"

"Newspaper." Outside the tent, a voice rang out.

The general frowned, "What's the matter? Come in."

"Report to the general, the spies in front have come to report that Zhao Yuzhen has come down the mountain." The guard fell to his knees on one knee and clasped his hands into fists.

When the general heard the guard's words, he looked a little excited, but he was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he hurriedly confirmed to the guard, "That stinky Taoist priest really went down the mountain?"

"It's true, the spies in front saw Zhao Yuzhen walk out of the mountain gate with his own eyes, and it shouldn't be wrong to go there on this day when it suddenly clears." The guards also looked excited.

"Good! Lao Tzu has been eating dry rice here for more than ten years, and he can finally be relieved after today. Let the brothers shine a little brighter and get on the horse! The guy in your hand hasn't been used for so many years, so don't rust." The general walked outside the tent and shouted loudly.

At that time, Zhao Yuzhen did not go down the mountain for 30 years, and there were rumors that just because Zhao Yuzhen went down the mountain, the heaven and the earth would change, and it would be close to the emperor's fortune of the apocalypse. The Son of Heaven once asked Qi Tianchen about this matter, and Qi Tianchen replied that it was nonsense. The Son of Heaven was a little relieved and dispelled the idea of stepping on Qingcheng Mountain, but he still sent three thousand iron horsemen to be stationed near Qingcheng Mountain to prevent Zhao Yuzhen from really going down the mountain.

The general's name is Wang Tie, and he was considered to have made a lot of military achievements back then, but he was sent here, and he stayed for more than ten years, and he had already accumulated a lot of resentment, I am afraid that in addition to Li Hanyi, he is the second person in the world who wants Zhao Yuzhen to go down the mountain. He picked up his gun and mounted his horse as fast as he could, and led the three thousand iron horsemen who had been fully equipped to rush towards Qingcheng Mountain.

And the purple shadow also rushed towards them at the same time.

Looking at Zhao Yuzhen, who was flying with the sword, Wang Tie frowned slightly, grabbed the collar of the guard on the side and asked, "That's Zhao Yuzhen?"

The guard's eyes widened in fright when he saw the speed of the purple shadow, and after hearing the general's words, he paused for a moment before replying, "This... It is said that Zhao Yu is really a fairy, but I didn't expect it to be true. General, can we really stop him?"

The guard, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Looking at the purple figure getting closer and closer, Wang Tie gritted his teeth: "Grandma, what about him, no matter how powerful he is, he is also a person, Lao Tzu has three thousand iron horses, and if he goes, he is still a fine horseman, and he will be afraid of him as a stinky Taoist."

Zhao Yuzhen, who was not far away, looked at the three thousand iron horsemen who were rushing towards him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Just because Master bragged back then, these people had to waste more than ten years of time. As a result, it's not that people are not as good as heaven, and I feel ashamed!"

Zhao Yuzhen said that he felt guilty in his heart, and he had already come to the front of the three thousand iron cavalry array. Although I am ashamed, but if you want to stop me from seeing the little fairy, I will not show mercy, hum~ Zhao Yuzhen's arrogant.

Wang Tie raised the spear in his hand, pointed the tip of the spear directly at Zhao Yuzhen, and shouted: "Bold Qingcheng Mountain Zhao Yuzhen, I am Wang Tie, the general who has left the north to protect the country, if you know each other, go back quickly, I can show mercy to my subordinates and spare your life."

When Wang Tie spoke, he couldn't help but exaggerate.

Looking at the iron horse in front of him, Zhao Yuzhen shook his head. "Well, after that, you can go back, and I'll be good for you." Zhao Yuzhen muttered.

"Zhao Yuzhen is grinding and rubbing! and not hasten forward to die." Wang Tie snorted again, holding a gun flower in his hand, looking full of force!

Zhao Yuzhen was silent, his body moved quickly, and the people who passed by turned over on their backs, and the horses neighed constantly.

"What about three thousand iron horses, they can be broken in a snap of a finger!"

That Wang Tie got up from the ground with difficulty, patted the dust on his body, and looked at Zhao Yuzhen who was drifting away with a wry smile and sighed helplessly. Then he turned his head to look at the guard beside him: "This Nima is a stinky Taoist, is this a real immortal?"

Hearing this, the guard muttered, "I saw the general playing handsome there just now, and I thought I could really stop Zhao Yuzhen, but that's the result?"

"What did you say?" As if hearing the guards' muttering, Wang Tie shouted angrily.

"No, it's nothing, you heard it wrong, General." The guard hurriedly shook his head and hurriedly changed the subject. "Is the general going to report to the Son of Heaven?

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Wang Tie glanced at him and said, "You hurry back to the Apocalypse, now immediately!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The guard hurriedly agreed, but before he could take a few steps, Wang Tie stopped him, "Wait a minute, you go and report to Qin Tianjian and supervise Qi Tianchen."

"Yes, General!" After saying that, the guards picked up the horses on the ground and hurried towards Apocalypse City.

Seeing that no one noticed him, the general danced with his hands: "Hahaha, Lao Tzu can finally go back, it's really fucking suffocating Lao Tzu, thank you Zhao Yuzhen, you are really a fucking good fairy."

That Zhao Yuzhen passed through the three thousand iron horses, and walked faster and faster, after going down the mountain, he really saw the vastness of heaven and earth for the first time, and there was indescribable pride in his heart, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Little fairy, I'm here to see you!"

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"Sword up!" Li Hanyi shouted angrily, and the Iron Horse Binghe Sword flew up violently, she jumped forward, held the hilt of the sword, and slashed at Su Duyu's head.

The sword of the Sword Immortal was imposing, but Su Duyu did not panic, picked up the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and met Li Hanyi's sword head-on.

The oil-paper umbrella collided with the Iron Horse Glacier Sword, and the umbrella body cracked in an instant, and the whole oil-paper umbrella exploded like a flower, and seventeen sharp blades erupted, bewitching, beautiful, and dangerous.

"Eighteen Sword Formations?" Li Hanyi sneered and slashed down with a sword.

Su Duyu frowned slightly, his left hand was suddenly retracted, and the seventeen sharp blades that had just been sprayed out instantly gathered in front of him, forming a shield composed of sharp swords, which could block Li Hanyi's sword. Su Duyu was hit and fell down violently, he turned over and landed firmly on the ground, holding the thin sword Changhong that was originally an umbrella handle in his hand, and the other seventeen sharp blades fell down and stuck in his side piecemeal.

"The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August." Li Hanyi jumped slightly, the gray scarf in front of him flew slightly, and that peerless face loomed as if nothing, "This sword is called August Flying Snow, the coldest sword in the world, and it was created by me."

A sword is out, and the wind and snow wither. It was like an instant plunge the world into ice.

Su Duyu suddenly rolled up his sword, and seventeen sharp blades flew towards Li Hanyi, and he also jumped at the same time. The flying sword is sharp, and when it is poured, it is like twilight rain. The thin sword is a long rainbow, and when it is killed, it will kill the soul with one blow. This is Su Duyu's sword, without the discoloration of the world like Li Hanyi, it is still very beautiful, it is the beauty of a kind of exquisite killing technique!

Li Hanyi suddenly turned around, raised his sword high, and his white clothes flew up, as if an immortal was coming to the world. It's just that unlike the frost in Shicai's eyes, this time Li Hanyi's eyes seem to have a warm light.

"Suddenly, like a spring breeze in the night, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom." Under the raised gray scarf, the corners of Li Hanyi's mouth were slightly raised, her eyes were gentle, and her tone was unexpectedly soft, "This sword is called Spring Breeze, the warmest sword in the world, and it was created by that person."

"A good sword, indeed a heavenly sword." Su Duyu nodded, but the sword momentum in his hand still didn't stop.

He is just a mortal blade, but he has to face the immortal sword.

It's a pity that the mortal blade only has killing intent, but the immortal sword is sentimental.

The two swords collided, Su Duyu was violently pressed down by Li Hanyi's iron horse Binghe, his expression did not move, his left hand flicked, and seventeen sharp blades rose from the ground again, attacking the two of them at the same time.

It is the same as the end of the world.

"I haven't seen him again, I can't die yet!" Li Hanyi shouted loudly, withdrew his sword suddenly, and kicked Su Duyu towards the seventeen sharp blades.

"Huh! Li Hanyi, go die!" Suddenly, an angry shout sounded, and I saw a person with a knife, jumped up, and slashed at Li Hanyi's back.

"I can't hide~" Li Hanyi was slightly stunned.