Outside the city of Yingzhou.

Unlike the previous city full of rumors and waiting for the city defenders, there are only a few people above the city gate.

But these few people can be regarded as rare masters in the world.

A strong man dressed as a Liao man was originally just standing, but he suddenly roared, the sound was like thunder, and then stomped on the ground with one foot, and actually volleyed more than ten zhang in the air, and the gravel under his feet flew away, and then grabbed it with a big hand, and a goshawk overlooking the soaring and circling wings on the sky was actually like being pulled by silk threads, and was taken from the sky and fell into the hands of the big man.

The man's five fingers were not closed or clenched, but the goshawk seemed to have tried all his best and could not break free, so he could only let out a burst of sorrow.

The other man carried a bow and arrows, his eyes were like eagles, tall and thin were almost exaggerated, and the arrows behind him were all iron arrows, and the whole body was made of pig iron and steel, shining in the cold light of the sun.

Not only is the arrow an iron arrow, but the bow is also iron, more than four feet, and I don't know what is used as a string, but it can be matched with such a miraculous arrow.

In addition, there is also a young Liao woman, with animal bones as hair accessories, only a few pieces of animal skin wrapped in her body, her wheat-colored skin seems to be glowing with a layer of oily black light in the sun, holding a bone flute, and her eyes are cold.

What is unusual is that there is also a giant wolf with white hair standing next to this person, one person is high and low, standing in the wind, the snow-white wolf hair is like a tumbling white flame, the end is majestic, which is terrifying.

They were all waiting, watching, watching the man in the sky come.

The man did come.

"Ahh

Only at the moment when he saw a little black shadow appear in the sky, the eyes of the big man with the bow suddenly opened sharply, and the essence of his eyes flashed brightly, bright and dazzling, and then he let out a long roar, jumped high from the head of the city, and was alone in the air, he had already opened the bow with an arrow, and his right arm was full of thick circles, his muscles and bones were exposed, and his face was hideous.

The bowstring was pulled open for a moment, and before there was a sound, the iron arrow body suddenly lit up, and then disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

At the same time, under the morning light, there was an extra touch of obscure light and shadow out of thin air, which was instantaneous, shooting directly at the sky.

An arrow was shot, but the arrow did not fall, and the big man pulled out four iron arrows from the quiver with his backhand, and without saying a word, he had raised his bow and set up the arrow, squinted his eyes sideways, and the arrows were cold and dazzling, pointing at the person from afar.

A man and a woman beside him seemed to be waiting for him to make a move, but after a long time, seeing that he was about to miss the opportunity to make a move, the strong man couldn't wait, turned his head to look at him with a puzzled face, and then was shocked.

But seeing this man who shook the north and was known as the first archer of Daliao, although he still maintained his previous movements, his eyes had already darkened, and he didn't know when he was dead.

What killed him was an ordinary wooden knife in the center of his eyebrows, several inches long, and a flying knife.

"Retreat, you can't be beaten!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the moment the woman's face changed, she turned around and rode the white wolf and fled.

"Hmph."

The strong man snorted coldly disdainfully, waved his hand to send the goshawk into the air, pulled out a sword and a sword at his feet, did not retreat, but advanced, and jumped down from the city.

"Whoosh!"

The flying iron arrow suddenly turned back again, the strong man's mouth sneered, the Yang knife in his left hand, and the sword in his right hand, he couldn't see how he made a move, only the sword light and sword shadow flashed, and the iron arrow had been divided into four, submerged into the city wall behind him, until the end of the arrow.

"Who did you learn this sword and sword technique from?"

The voice entered his ears, and when the strong man heard the voice, he saw a person standing quietly ten steps away.

Gu Chaoyun.

He looked curious, a little surprised, and a little surprised, as if he had seen something unexpected.

To this day, as long as he looks at the martial arts in the world, he can guess the details of the situation, and even peek at its essence and understand its true meaning, how can there be anything he can't understand.

But this person's sword and sword combination made him see a little shadow of "free door".

Whether it is the martial arts of the thirteenth limit of the Yuan, or the martial arts of Zhuge Zhengme, it seems that each has its own merits, but in the end, the master inherits the same lineage, the same root and the same origin, it is inevitable that there are similarities, and it is not surprising that there is a bit of a shadow, but it is a little surprising that this Khitan *** is also familiar with the martial arts of Zizaimen.

And the only thing that answered him was the stormy sword aura.

Gu Chaoyun stood in place, not moving, his whole body was condensed, and he let the other party unfold it one by one, as if he wanted to see it clearly, see it clearly.

"Swords strike together, with one heart and two uses, complement each other...... In the entire Freedom Gate, I am afraid that only the Wind Sword and Frost Sword One Thousand and One Styles that were passed down from the Slashing Hall back then have such power. Could it be that Wei Qingqing is still alive in the world......

"Woo woo woo ......"

At this time, there was a desolate flute sound floating in the sky, whimpering, as if crying and howling.

The flute was in front, followed by a wolf howl.

Gu Chaoyun turned his head to look in the direction where the flute came from, it turned out that it was the woman who went and returned.

"The art of beast control? Sure enough, the world is so big, there are no surprises."

He raised his hand in a whisper, and raised his index and middle fingers, slashing towards the intertwined sword shadows in front of him.

Flesh and blood are like divine soldiers.

The strong man was finally shocked by the shock, looking at the broken sword in his hand, staggered back, his face was red and ashamed, and he was about to drink, but a finger pointed at his heart, poked out a bloody hole, and blocked his words back.

Ignoring the strong man who slowly knelt down behind him, Gu Chaoyun didn't continue to look at the wolves that echoed each other, but went straight into the city alone, and when he left the city, the general who defended the city was already dead.

It's been another half moon.

By the time Gu Chaoyun paused again, he was already in Youzhou.

This time there was only one person outside the city, that person was holding a black iron spear, looking middle-aged, with a lean upper body, expressionless, eyes slightly bulging, half-sitting on a stone, the skin and flesh were painted with mysterious totem tattoos, and when he turned his head to look forward, he was actually looking at a wolf with an eagle eye.

"Han people, for your sake, for the sake of you breaking into fifteen cities in a row, worship my feet, serve me as the Lord, and I will spare your life."

I don't want this person to be able to speak Chinese, although the tone is strange and stiff, but I can barely understand it.

Gu Chaoyun looked at the nearly eight-foot spear in the other party's hand, his eyes were condensed, and when he heard the words of dealing with him, he already saw a smile on his face, and the smile was cold and cruel, and he was gloomy.

"The Chinese language is good, who taught it?"

The man got up and replied expressionlessly, "Do you mean Chinese? I don't know if you know a Song Chen named Cai Jing. He also sent us a lot of good things, but it was also a wolf's ambition and ill intentions, in order to make us enemies of those Khitans and contain each other."

Seeing that Gu Chaoyun had no intention of retreating, the man said coldly: "There are still 10,000 troops behind me, all of them are battle-hardened strong generals, experienced in a hundred battles, and you alone rely on your own strength, if you insist on going your own way today, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape death."

"Gu Gang Master's martial arts are all over the sky, I don't mind adding another person."

It was only said that between the confrontation between the two, there was a gloomy laugh behind him, which came suddenly.

The figure moved, suddenly certainly.

Gu Chaoyun looked for a sound, but it was a figure dressed in black, with a masked face.

He sighed, and then smiled: "Cai Xiang is really hidden."

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