The closed palace gate of the royal city slowly opened, and a luxurious car slowly drove out of the palace gate.

The Son of Heaven drove six, the princes drove five, the Qing drove four, the doctor three, the scholar two, and the Shuren one.

The car was pulled by four horses, all of which were snow-white. The identity of its owner is indescribable. Only the royal family can mount the white horse.

The weather was getting warmer day by day, but it snowed the day before yesterday.

The spring is cold, warm and cold, and the weather changes suddenly, which is unexpected.

The cold wind blew and the cold wind blew the neck straight into the neck. If you walk outside, even with a heavy cloak, it will still be difficult to withstand the cold.

But the coldest thing is not the wind and snow, but the chill.

The snare assassin has been summoned. But this is far from the end of the intricacies.

The scenery of the small pavilion is a remnant, the small bridge outside the pavilion, the water under the bridge is murmuring, and after a short time, the flowing water should also melt into ice.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a cluster of cars passed by the small pavilion. Driving canopy, silk canopy leather, carving dragon and painting phoenix, luxurious and sunny. Regardless of the yoke, balance, wheel, wheel, wheel, hub, spoke, all painted gold and silver, gorgeous and abnormal.

There is a bridge on the Liang River, which is also known as the White Liang Bridge because it is made of white stone.

The car drove towards the Bailiang Bridge, which was deserted and empty, perhaps because of the cold weather.

But the bridge was not empty at this time, and there was a man standing in the middle of the bridge. The tall and burly body stood by the bridge like a mountain.

The car stopped, and there were two people in the car, one was Ren Huai and the other was Zhang Er.

Ren Huai jumped out of the car and drove towards the man. Zhang Er lifted the curtain of the car, revealing the characters inside.

The occupants of the car asked, "What's wrong?" ”

When Zhang Er saw the man, he bowed down and said, "Xinlingjun, there is a person on the bridge in front." ”

The man in the car looked up, and there was indeed a man on the bridge, and he knew him.

When the tall man saw Ren Huai walking towards him, he immediately asked, "Is it Xinlingjun in the car?" ”

"The person in the car is Xinlingjun, General Dianqing, why are you?" Ren Huai asked suspiciously.

"The Wei State is celebrating the Armor Gate and asking to see Xinling Jun." The tall man shouted loudly, and there was a mixture of anger and hatred in it.

"General Dianqing, I know that you are serving in the forbidden army, and I respect you as a general. You are on the bridge, and you are so threatening, how can you ask to see the prince! Ren Huai saw that this person was so disrespectful, and said angrily.

"Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be both, he is unkind first, I am unrighteous last, that's it! Come on! ”

This man is a giant. A giant made of steel. When this man walks, he looks like a moving mountain.

The giant had a double-edged axe in each hand. The great axe quickly lengthened as he walked. He is extremely tall, but he moves extremely fast.

Ren Huai, as the accompanying guard, wanted to protect his master, so he immediately drew his sword.

In the face of this sword that stabbed him, Dian Qing ignored it, and still brandished his double axes and rushed towards the car.

Ren Huai's sword was right in Dianqing's chest, but it was like a stab on a hard rock wall, and it didn't move.

Dian Qing slashed towards Ren Huai with an axe, Ren Huai hurriedly flashed, but he was still stumbled a little by this axe.

At this time, another person attacked, under a sword, ethereal.

Dianqing's double axes swept away, slashing the sky, and the huge force of the sky slashed at the attacking people with masculine internal strength.

The sword qi and the axe force collided, and the axe and sword slashed each other.

Under the impact of this huge force, Zhang Er couldn't help but retreat, and smashed the bridge deck with one foot before he stabilized his body.

Dianqing ran towards the car again, and his movement was like a boulder rolling. He moves quickly, the axe in his hand is long, and a big axe, sweeping through the circle, is the power of a thousand jun.

The four guards guarding the bridge, under his move, only felt as if they were being pressed by a heavy object, and they couldn't even move, and watched the giant axe continue to enlarge in front of their eyes.

"Poof~!" There were four muffled sounds, and the giant axe slashed the heads of the four people, and blood splattered.

In the flash of lightning, he was approaching the car. With another axe, the four horses in front of him were all broken, and the horses fell down. The third time he struck the axe, he cut off the horse's head.

"Brother Xue's subordinates are merciful."

With these words, a person flew out of the carriage, and his figure flashed, and he bullied the attacking giant.

He flicked out his palm, clasped his thumb and forefinger, and the remaining three fingers were slightly opened, his fingers stretched out like an orchid, and the shadow of his hand dotted on the four orifices of the giant's heart.

Dian Qing only felt a pain in his heart, as if something had penetrated into his heart.

For a moment, he only felt that his whole body was sore, and he could no longer exert half of his strength, so he could only collapse to the ground and let others take him down.

"Is there any misunderstanding between you and me?" A man's calm words came from inside the car.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and out of it came a young man, dressed in a dark brocade robe with a jade belt around his waist, and there was no anger on his face.

He didn't seem to have any resentment towards the person in front of him who wanted to assassinate him.

Dianqing glanced at the visitor, he had heard of Xinlingjun's reputation, and when he saw him doing this, he couldn't help but be a little shaken in his heart.

But as far as he knew, the mastermind behind all this was the person in front of him.

"Why did you kill my master!" Dian Qing asked sharply.

"I have never had a holiday with General Zuo, so how can I talk about killing?" Shin Lingjun replied.

"Before my master died, the last person I saw was you. The reason why he was assassinated by the assassins of Naluo was that he was poisoned and his work was broken! Dian Qing said angrily.

"I'm ...... with General Zuo"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a silver thread piercing out of the water, stabbing towards the bridge.

A person jumped out of the river, stepping on the water as if walking on the ground, and his body was extremely agile.

The silver thread was a very thin silver chain in his hand, and if it were not for the shimmering color of the water on the surface of the river, and the sharp sound of the wind, it would not have been possible to know that he had such a long weapon in his hand.

Seeing three sunspots shooting from the air, the man who had taken down the ceremony earlier waved his sleeves, and the three sunspots were thrown out by him, hitting the water and exploding.

At that moment, two figures burst out from under the bridge, one with a face full of flesh, and the other extremely thin.

The fierce man was holding a big silver gun, and a shot stabbed him, the tip of the gun was windy, and the shadow of the gun was heavy, and he won the letter of Lingjun.

The thin man took out two more sunspots from his bosom that he had thrown before, and wanted to throw them again.

The three of them just formed a nirvana formation.

Before the hidden weapon in the thin man's hand was thrown, he felt a sudden pain in his chest, and when he looked again, the placket on his chest had been torn open at some point, and a bowl-sized blood hole appeared. His eyes widened, his body went limp, and he plunged into the river.

He recognized that the secret weapon in this person's hand was the Heavenly Thunderbolt of the Thunderbolt Hall of the Chu State, but this person's secret weapon kung fu was not yet hot.

A red mark suddenly appeared on the forehead of the fierce man who was armed with a gun, a small red mark.

As he fell, the red mark suddenly expanded, the corners of his forehead cracked, and the blood light burst out, exploding. His posture of holding the gun was still there, but the head around his neck was gone, and it was scattered to the ground.

The silver chain that shot out was also broken by an invisible energy point.

The old man wielding the silver chain spilled a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth and fell into the river.

Luckily for the other two, he wasn't dead.

Only then did everyone see a finger, the middle finger to be exact, the fair, slender middle finger.

The finger came out of the man's hand and was now slowly retracting. This finger not only killed the three people, but also shocked the audience.

The man moved again, stepped on the river, grabbed the old man with one hand, and said, "Why are you waiting for an ambush and then assassination?" ”

"Duke Wei and we are gracious, but we are murdered by him, we are unwilling, we can't kill Xinling Jun hatefully, and hate for Duke Wei!" The old man roared.

There was infinite hatred in that voice, echoing on the empty surface of the river, and it was heard for a long time.

Looking at it again, the old man had died of exhaustion, obviously by committing suicide.

Seeing this scene, Xin Lingjun's face was calm, and he was not half surprised.

The only thing he didn't expect was the appearance of Dianqing.

Now he has a hard time getting to the bottom of what he does.

Seeing this tragic scene, Dian Qing, who was paralyzed and fell to the ground on the side, became even more angry in his heart, and his previously wavering mind suddenly became firm, if it wasn't him, how could anyone sacrifice his life for blood revenge.

The danger was far from gone, a dark shadow crept in, and the man he feared was not beside him, and no one could stop him anymore.

He slapped out a palm, and this palm was fierce and indestructible, like a landslide and tsunami. It was as if a mountain peak had been pressed down from the sky.

Zhang Er stopped in front of Xin Lingjun with his sword, but his sword was shocked by this palm, and the whole person flew out like a broken kite and fell heavily on the stone fence by the bridge.

This fierce and boundless palm is unwavering.

Seeing that Xinlingjun was about to be killed with a palm, a mysterious sword flew out of the bridge, and a cold sword appeared, breaking this killing palm.

The swords intersected, and the cuffs of the black-clad masked man were cut, revealing the scars on his arms.

Han Tang of Qixinglou, known as lifeless under the sword, finally saw his murderous swordsmanship today.

Yang Gongxie didn't come this time, it was Han Tang who came. The other person is Xue Candle, who is known as the Jade Flute Sword.

A little cold light appeared mysteriously, fast and rushing, like lightning slashing, and the sword in Han Tang's hand passed by.

Fluctuating, a dashing palm struck him like a dream.

Facing the siege of Xue Zhu and Han Tang, the two top masters, he did not retreat but advanced, and each of them greeted him with a palm.

Fierce and domineering palms, palms with palms as swords.

Two completely different sword techniques and palm techniques met in mid-air, and exploded violently, and two powerful true qi shock waves rippled around.

The three of them fought against each other, and the area under the bridge was razed to the ground. The river was tumbling and surging, as if it were about to submerge the bridge.

With the power of this palm, he stirred up a thousand waves, like raging waves, and struck at the two of them.

The two shot at the same time, each split a sword, a palm, and the water waves, splashing one after another, the water column soared to the sky, forming a huge whirlpool over this water, under the whirlpool, the river kept rolling, rolling up monstrous waves, and the river under the river kept surging.

When the water cleared, the black-clad masked man was gone.

The two sensed another group approaching this way.

This group of people is a shadowless people, and they are here precisely because of this matter. The shadowless man took Dianqing away and took the bodies of the three dead soldiers.

The person led by the shadowless man was dressed in gray and had his back bent, and he was a hunchbacked old man. He carried a sword on his back, wrapped in cloth and perpendicular to his back.

He was mute, but he could speak, because his words came out of his belly.

He only left one sentence: Wuying will definitely find out the truth.