Meng Po and the three of them were in the middle of a fierce battle with Yang Ming, when suddenly a long sword flew from the sky and slashed behind Yang Ming. A sword repelled the bull-headed man who was about to sneak attack.

"Huh?" Yang Ming sensed the movement behind him, and a slammed back the horse-faced man who was fighting with him. He caught a glimpse of the sword.

10,000 books! It seems that Xie Xuan's predecessors are also here. Yang Ming's frowning brows eased a little.

"Senior brother, we're here!" Yan Xiluo's voice came from a distance, "What's the matter, we're not late!"

Yang Ming smiled lightly and shook his head, "It's just the right time!" With that, he quickly rushed in the direction where the voice came from, avoiding being entangled by Meng Po and them.

"You're here too!" Looking at the woman behind Yan Xiluo, Yang Ming said hello very casually.

Su Yuluo nodded his forehead and did not answer. Instead, two figures sprang out behind them, one large and one small.

"Four City Lords, on the orders of the Master, Fei Xuan and I are here to support you!" Li Fansong hugged his fists and said respectfully.

Whether it is Yang Ming's strength or Yang Ming's deeds, it is enough to make him respect; What's more, Yang Ming is still the top two on the list, and Li Fansong even thinks that his second master is Yang Ming.

"Thank you Zhao Yuzhen for me." Yang Ming said, and then looked at Xie Xuan, "Xiao Se, they are still in the city, I have to go to support, they will not be the opponents of that peerless, I am worried that something will go wrong."

"Leave it to us here." Yan Xiluo took out a long sword from his bosom and glanced at the three Meng Po who had caught up, "The three of us are just enough to deal with, senior brother, you take the two little friends into the city first."

"Good!" Yang Ming put away the spear in his hand and glanced at Li Fansong, "Let's go!"

"Where to go!" Meng Po's voice came from not far away, and she shot thirteen long needles in a row towards Yang Ming. Intending to leave Yang Ming behind, she knew very well that once Yang Ming rushed into the city, Wushuang and Black and White Impermanence would not be their opponents at all.

"Your opponent is us!" Xie Xuan smiled, he waved his hand casually, and in the bookcase behind him, a long scroll flew out, trapping Meng Po's thirteen long needles firmly in it.

"You!" Meng Po was angry, and hurriedly ordered the bull head and horse next to her to come forward to stop him.

"Senior Xie Xuan, thank you very much!" Yang Ming didn't look back, stepped on the Quyun Sword, and flew in the direction of Sunset City.

Li Fansong could also fly with a sword, he put his peachwood sword at his feet, grabbed Fei Xuan with one hand, and quickly kept up with Yang Ming's pace.

The walls of Sunset City are filled with soldiers armed with bows and arrows. They were instructed by the Peerless City to intercept those who were going to enter the city tonight on the city walls.

"Boss, something is flying in here!" At the head of the city, the officers and soldiers who had been in charge of guarding saw the movement and hurriedly reported it to the commander.

This commander was none other than Wang Tie, who had been guarding at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain before, and since Zhao Yuzhen left Qingcheng Mountain that day, his men and horses had returned to Apocalypse City. Because he failed to stop Zhao Yuzhen, the official position that was not high in the first place was masturbated again and again, and he was assigned to this sunset city as a commander.

Only this time, he brought his family, and life was quite brisk. Until the day before yesterday, the people of Wushuang City found him and promised that as long as he did what they asked, he could return to Apocalypse City.

Wang Tie, who had already planned to retire in Sunset City, heard that he could return to the Apocalypse, and he agreed without even thinking about it; He was originally a member of the Apocalypse City, and he was demoted out of Apocalypse City this time, and he was more or less unwilling in his heart; He had been in Apocalypse City for a while, and he knew a little about the person behind Wushuang in the background.

No matter how reasonable it is, he will not refuse this deal.

Wang Tie looked at the panicked soldier, went up and gave him a kick: "Look at you bear-like, your life will come to an end!"

"But." The soldier glanced back and found that the figures of Yang Ming and the three were getting closer and closer, and he hurriedly pointed there, "Boss, he, they're coming over soon."

"Something that doesn't make a living!" Wang Tie didn't forget to make up for it, and with the extension of his right hand, "Take my weapon, I want to see who dares to trespass on my Sunset City."

The soldier behind him hurriedly handed over his spear, he took a few steps forward, picked up his gun and pointed it at Yang Ming, "There is a curfew in the city tonight, if you know each other, get out of Lao Tzu, don't find it unpleasant!"

While speaking, Wang Tie did not forget to put on a very handsome move, which provoked the soldiers on the city wall to worship him.

"I heard that the Commander was transferred from Apocalypse City, and I didn't believe it at first, but today I believe it." One of the soldiers looked adoring, "If only I could be like a commander."

"Just you? Also worthy? I'm the one who can be the leader!" Another soldier said.

"Boring!" Yang Ming didn't want to pay attention to Wang Tie, he didn't even look at him, and directly crossed Wang Tie with his sword.

"I'll wipe it!" was ignored, Wang Tie was very unhappy, and hurriedly beckoned his subordinates, "Little ones, if one counts as one, bring me a bow and shoot him down."

After a pause, he continued, "Whoever can shoot him down will be rewarded with two levels in a row!"

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers on the city wall all looked like they had been beaten with chicken blood. It's not a joke to be promoted two levels in a row, you can upgrade from an ordinary soldier to a centurion at once, just ask which soldier wouldn't be impressed.

"Damn, it's annoying!!" Yang Ming turned around and scolded angrily, then took out the Water Stopping Sword.

He patted the sword body and said softly, "Qinglong, have fun with them!" With that, Yang Ming waved his sword lightly, and a green dragon phantom gradually condensed, and then, Yang Ming took Fei Xuan and Li Fansong away.

The sound of a dragon's groan startled the soldiers on the wall, and their hands began to tremble, and the bows and arrows on the strings shot out slowly, some of them falling before they even left the wall.

"This!" Wang Tie's face was sweating like rain, and his legs began to tremble as he looked at the giant dragon in front of him. Suddenly, the adjutant behind him grabbed him with an excited face, "Boss, boss! This is the green dragon!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wang Tie began to stammer, "That, that, that person, yes, who is it?" After struggling to finish his sentence, he collapsed to the ground with a limp.

The adjutant didn't care about his actions, but said to himself, "This is the sword of the Sword Immortal; I remember that person seemed to be the second-ranked Bright Moon Sword Immortal on the Champion List. I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would be able to see the true face of the Sword Immortal so closely, as well as the famous sword of the Sword Immortal..."

"It's a fairy, too." Wang Tie's eyes were distracted, and he said with a wry smile: "I first met the Dao Sword Immortal, and today there is a Bright Moon Sword Immortal, I am really..."

"Roar!" Qinglong's gaze was staring at Wang Tie, and the dragon head was constantly approaching.

Wang Tie was frightened, and hurriedly waved his hand, "Lord Sword Immortal, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, it's a small one who doesn't know Mount Tai, and I still hope that Lord Sword Immortal is not strange, after dawn, the little one will hold a banquet in the Jinwang Mansion in the city to show reparation."

Frightened by this, his speech began to sharpen.

Qinglong spat out dragon breath, and then his body circled into the sky, turning into a stream of water in mid-air, and falling on the top of Wang Tie's head.

With a few bangs, Wang Tie was poured into a soup chicken. He looked at the adjutant beside him with a bitter expression, "Come, arrange a banquet, I want to invite the Sword Immortal Lord."

Jinwangfu is the restaurant with the best reputation in Sunset City, and Wang Tie's mouth is open, and his military salary for most of the year is gone.

The adjutant looked pleased, "Yes, sir." He ran as fast as he could.