A group of brocade guards retreated behind them, and Lu Hanjiang stood opposite Liang Benlang with a sword, the two were separated by about ten zhang, but with their martial arts, it was enough to make a move at this distance.

"The afterlife is terrifying."

Liang Benlang sighed faintly, the wind swept up his shabby robe, a terrifying momentum quietly rose, the surrounding insects, fish, and beasts avoided one after another, and even the birds in the sky were frightened and circulated, he stared at Lu Hanjiang and said: "A character like you has voted for Jinyiwei, it is really a misfortune for the rivers and lakes of the righteous path." ”

"That's a bad thing to say from my predecessors."

Lu Hanjiang pulled a sword flower, and the heavenly sword in his hand pointed at Liang Benlang, and the slightest momentum around his body was almost no different from that of ordinary people: "Jinyi Wei inherits the emperor's order, swings the demons and evils, and carries an embroidered spring knife to return the world to peace, such a worldly achievement, is it better to be reckless in the rivers and lakes?" ”

Liang Benlang raised his head and drank the wine in the pot, and said with a smile: "Boy, what kind of virtue Jinyiwei is, you and I all know it, and the world knows it, so you don't have to reverse black and white here." ”

"That's right, but the world is ignorant, only knowing that you are a group of fanatics who call themselves chivalrous, but you don't know that if you don't have us to guard the avenue of the world, the world will already be a group of demons dancing."

Saying that, Lu Hanjiang shook his head with a smile: "That's it, you and I are people from different worlds, why bother saying this, senior, please first?" ”

"Boy, don't say such useless polite words, let's do it."

Liang Benlang threw the wine gourd in his hand back, and his eyes were solemn: "Meng Yuan's old man used to crisscross the rivers and lakes with a ruthless knife, and the old man was also defeated by him...... However, the old man didn't expect that Meng Yuan's junior didn't use a sword, but instead used a sword. ”

"Master Meng's sword technique is indeed unique in the world, and you are not wronged by your old defeat."

Saying that, Lu Hanjiang slowly took steps towards Liang Benlang, walking extremely slowly with every step: "It's a pity, in the past, Master Meng taught me swordsmanship for three days, and on the fourth day, he took a sword to me and pointed to the door to let me roll, since then, I haven't learned swordsmanship, but I want to disappoint Liang's seniors." ”

"That's not it," Liang Benlang's eyes were awe-inspiring: "Today, let's see how much strength your swordsmanship in this future life is." ”

When the words fell, the momentum on Liang Benlang's body reached the extreme, and the terrifying coercion that rushed into the sky made the brocade guards behind him sweat coldly, and the true qi between his raised hands was surging like sea water boiling, and the surging qi waves pressed no one in this square area dared to look directly at this old man.

I saw him clapping his palms continuously, stopping like a mirror lake, moving like a dragon, accompanied by a series of afterimages flashing, a total of 18 styles of the dragon descending dragon were performed by him one after another, the palm wind flattened the flowers, plants, trees and stones around the body, and the true qi of the whole body was condensed in the palm of the hand, Liang Benlang shouted, his palms bombarded the sky, and a golden dragon rose to the sky.

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The golden streamer of the flying dragon hovered above Liang Benlang's head, and the red streamer flew away from his palms, winding around the golden dragon, and the body of the golden dragon skyrocketed a few points, its eyes were like electricity, its power was like the sky, and the roar shook the earth, almost like a god descending to earth.

was able to create such a spectacle with manpower, Liang Benlang's martial arts have reached the peak of the world, so powerful, no wonder he can support the beggars to become famous.

Liang Benlang gathered all the skills of the eighteen moves into this palm, he held the sky with both hands, and stared at Lu Hanjiang: "The first time the old man saw you, he felt that you were different from ordinary people, and you were a first-class dangerous person in the world, so this palm, the old man would not keep his hand." ”

Lu Hanjiang didn't stop, he was still walking forward slowly, raised his head to look at the dragon hovering in the sky, and smiled slightly: "The seniors said this, but it was a pain in the juniors." ”

Liang Benlang raised the dantian, almost hollowed out the true qi, and the power of the whole person went to a higher level, he said in a deep voice: "This palm has no name, the old man has practiced hard for thirty years, and he has collected the essence of the eighteen palms and eighteen styles of the dragon in one point, and your kid is the first to see it." ”

"That's an honor."

Lu Hanjiang was still walking forward, and the two were no longer more than five zhang away.

He no longer looked at the terrifying golden dragon, but calmed down and looked at Liang Benlang in front of him, and he said softly: "To tell the truth, you are also a kid for so many years, and among the people you have dealt with, you have the highest martial arts. ”

Liang Benlang remained silent, the golden dragon above his head hung down his huge head, and this palm was ready to go.

"So, I'm going to get serious and fight you this game as well."

Lu Hanjiang flipped his wrist, carried the Tianji Sword behind him, pinched a sword finger in his left hand, and his eyes were slightly downcast: "This sword is called the Heaven and the World, the World, the World ”

Lu Hanjiang stopped, and the distance between the two was less than three feet.

Liang Benlang's eyes were round, and his palms slammed down, the golden dragon swooped down from the sky with a wild roar, and the manic true qi tore the air, and the earth under his feet cracked and shattered at the moment when the golden dragon swept down, and the power of this palm was a loss of color to people.

The wave of qi alone shook all the onlookers away, and Liu Yishou, who was the least injured among the three deputy thousand households, couldn't even open his eyes under this palm, so he had to avoid it in a hurry.

Liang Benlang stared at Lu Hanjiang when he came out of his palm, until the golden dragon fell and did not see the other party's sword, when he was surprised, he seemed to hear the mournful roar of the golden dragon, he reluctantly raised his head and looked up, only to see the giant dragon with a monstrous momentum roaring down, but it stopped as if time had been frozen a foot away from the kid.

didn't even blink an eye, and in the next moment, countless swords that rose to the sky were as bright as a galaxy, and Liang Benlang watched in disbelief as the arrogant golden dragon turned into slag in the air like tofu that had been ground by stone, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth with a gust of wind.

Liang Benlang, who was leaning up his neck, fixed his eyes at the moment of shock, as early as when the golden dragon was crushed, he felt a sword qi like the wind slashing across his neck, his life had come to an end at that time, and at this moment he could still see with his eyes and hear with his ears, which was more like an incredible flashback.

His gaze shifted downward, as if he saw a strange and ominous flower slowly falling in the air, it was a flower that would only bloom in the Valley of Death, and its name was Shengli.

The flowers fell slowly, and the time seemed to be divided into countless parts in an instant, this poignant scene was rare to see, Liang Benlang saw Lu Hanjiang jumping unscrupulously in this almost static time with brisk steps, he stretched out his hand to catch the raw flower that fell in the air, and put it on his chest.

Liang Benlang's consciousness gradually dissipated, and in the last moment before his death, he saw that Lu Hanjiang's gaze seemed to be calm with a little regret, and the heavenly sword in his hand had been sheathed at some point.

The golden dragon seems to be just an illusion, when the wind is calm, the brocade guards still feel as if in a dream, the golden dragon that was still soaring in the sky in the last second disappeared in an instant, and suddenly only heard a plop, everyone looked, it was Liang Benlang who knelt on the ground, and the dog-beating stick tied around his waist slowly rolled aside, only a flower on his chest moved in the wind.

Everyone hurriedly looked at Lu Hanjiang behind Liang Benlang, only to see that Lord Lu had already collected his sword, and now he was stretching his arm and doing an elongation exercise there.

Liu stepped forward nervously, and after seeing that Liang Benlang had indeed died completely, he hurriedly bowed: "Congratulations to the Lord for his meritorious service!" ”

A group of brocade guards came back to their senses, looked at Lu Hanjiang with awe-inspiring eyes, and congratulated in unison: "Congratulations to the Lord for his meritorious work in killing the thief!" ”

Lu Hanjiang snorted, turned around and went in the direction of the grass house of the hundred poisoners, and left a fluttering command when he walked to the side of everyone: "Lead the horse, by the way, two people will bury his body on the spot, hide it, leave no tombstones, and remember to put away his gourd and dog beating stick." ”

"Humble command!"