Broken County, General's Mansion!

Outside the courtyard, there has already been chaos!

In front of the gate, wearing heavy armor, there were 20 elite soldiers, and the corpses were lying on the ground.

The autumn wind is cold and the atmosphere is strong.

Let the passers-by around tremble and be frightened!

Just now!

Someone wore a black and gold robe, a red sword in his palm, and a white-haired witch accompanied by him, without handing over the post, he was going to break into the Ji Mansion in a grand manner.

"It's... Where did this boy kill the god come from! ”

Someone trembled and leaned closer.

Because in that black and gold dress, looking luxurious and compelling young man,

Striding across the threshold with his head held high, looking at the full seat of armor in nothing, before stepping into the Ji Mansion.

He once carved two lines of large characters on the beams and pillars on both sides, with a knife and an axe.

Those who have the courage at this moment, when they saw the two people walking away, were curious, and dared to go and see, but they saw:

The two lines of angular characters, sharp and sharp, through the pillars, vigorous and powerful, only written to———

[Revenge is not overnight, a thousand miles are peaceful! ] 】

[Ji Zhuolu has no way, sent 3,000 Xuanjia soldiers to the army, and went west to Fulong Mountain, causing me to send 137 people to die last night, villain! ] 】

[Today I come,]

[When the dog's head is cut off!] 】

[Fulong Zhangzun, 'Heavenly Sword' Wang Dong Xuanliu! ] 】

Seeing the handwriting left, someone's pupils widened, and he immediately looked in!

But seeing that the bloody atmosphere was pervasive, the two of them had already driven straight in, and no one could be the enemy of one!

"The smoke and clouds of Fulong Mountain are majestic, but it is rumored that the 'Jade Sword' is not dead? What kind of character is this 'Heavenly Sword' Wang Dongxuan, how come he has never heard of it? ”

"Shhhh I vaguely remember this name, it seems to be a disciple of the Martial Sage of the King of Fulong Mountain, and it is reasonable to follow the disciple of the dead teacher, but..."

"Isn't there a rumor recently that the contemporary general has realized the magic of persuasion?"

"In addition, in the Broken Army, there are more left and right grandmasters, who are cited as arms, even if this young man has a little grandmaster spirit in his sword, but... I'm afraid it may not be possible! ”

"Now that Wang Wusheng is dead, why don't you endure it for a decade or two and then take revenge?"

"Young and frivolous, in the end it is still young and frivolous!"

Someone slapped his thigh and couldn't help sighing, and there were many people with big shoulders and round waists, and a little bit of force on their bodies, and after hearing this, they echoed it even more.

There was inevitably regret for Luo Jing in his tone,

And...

Dissatisfaction with the Broken Season Valve!

At the feet of the 'Son of Heaven', he can complain.

It can be seen what the style of the general is doing.

Still, it's not surprising.

Practicing martial arts and raising an army is an extremely resource-consuming and money-consuming thing.

What's more, the power of this ruling state also has to give a part of the cake to many sects and gangs, relying only on the rest...

How can you support tens of thousands of Xuanjia elites, as well as a family of qi and blood martial artists?

The taxes are not collected a little heavier, and the blood sucking is not sucked a little harder,

It can't be a climate at all!

And it's no wonder that

Ji Zhuolu wants to be ruthless, the soldiers are fast, and Fulongshan, as well as most of the gang leaders, will be wiped out without any wind!

Let's share the benefits together,

How can it compare to me taking it all?!

This hasn't happened in the county for decades, and a bunch of people are talking about it.

It wasn't until the sound of horses' hooves and the soldiers came around them that these irrelevant people were terrified and retreated again and again, for fear that because of this incident, their own lives would be affected.

Except not far away.

A woman with a light gauze on one side, a yellow dress with long sleeves, looks quite graceful, and has an outstanding demeanor, her eyes are bright, and she whispers again and again:

"No, no..."

"This is not the same as what the 'hexagram' reveals..."

"'Heavenly Sword' Wang Dongxuan?"

"The lord of Fulong Mountain is weak and strong, internal and external troubles, I'Penglai Island' originally wanted to come here to set things right, and combine the power of the six families to peek into the secrets of the Great Snow Mountain, but looking at it this way, even if it is a hexagram that is passed down from mythological relics and ranks in the 'Jiuyao' grade, it may not be able to do everything..."

"Xiaobai."

The woman in yellow tugged at the twelve or thirteen-year-old child next to her and said:

"You have the 'Mandate of Heaven', and you are the son of luck who can save the land of Qilu from overturning in the future, and you must make friends with all those who can resist the catastrophe."

"Today, the general trend of 'Wang Dongxuan' has become a success, and it is about to become famous all over the world, and it will shock Qilu."

"Before the Future Seven Absolute Alliance, you can try to have a good relationship with them."

"People who can't even see through as a teacher, or even see the wrong number... It must also have a 'destiny'! ”

"I just don't know the destiny he carries..."

"How far can we go?"

"Shidu? Jiuyao? ”

"Or... Higher? ”

side,

The disciple named Jiang Xiaobai held the jade hand of the woman in yellow, held it tightly, and said yes.

...

In the General's Palace, in front of the Axe Hall!

"It's the general's cronies, Huo Xiaoqi!"

"He's not... Is the marrow refining done? ”

"The boy!"

Swish!

Someone drew a knife and saw the burly figure flying upside down after the smoke and dust dissipated, and couldn't help but widen his eyes!

Immediately, the young man strode forward, ascended to the hall, overlooking the rank or drew his sword, or held the sword, and looked at the rank generals who were waiting for the battle, and finally looked directly at Ji Zhuolu, who had a cold expression and a surprised face, and fought the sword with one hand, and said:

"Ji Gong, would you expect Wang Dongxuan to come to the door today?"

Looking at Luo Jing being swept by the sword, he was full of spirit and fearless, Ji Zhuolu's face was expressionless, and he slowly spoke:

"Not really..."

Looking at the young man in front of him, his eyebrows were flying, he was wearing a black and gold palm robe, and his divine light was compelling.

Ji Zhuolu's eyes turned, and he bowed slightly:

"Ben Jiang now knows why Ji Wuwei is willing to die in Fulong Mountain, and he doesn't want to do anything for Ben Jiang."

"I think I've been in the smoke and clouds for nearly forty years, and I've never seen a young talent like you."

"Even if you were Jade Xiaojian and Xiang Wending back then, at your age, you can't become a grandmaster!"

Ji Zhuolu slowly stood up, and the heavy pressure was almost overwhelming.

With undisguised appreciation in his cold tone, he called out to the many generals who were facing each other, and his face was shocked:

"Grandmaster..."

"Him?"

Just kidding!

Such a young grandmaster?

Some people were skeptical.

'Da, da, da...'

At this time, Ji Zhuolu had already stepped down from the antler carpet.

He approached Luo Jing step by step, sniffed lightly with his nose, and when he smelled thick blood, he couldn't help frowning:

"Killed so many people..."

"These are all good sons under my command."

"You're making it hard for me."

Ji Zhuolu's figure is burly.

This standing, more than a head taller than Zhi Luojing, the lion hair on his shoulders is woven into a shawl, the iron armor is cold, and the wolf head branded on the heart guard seems to be willing to devour.

For a moment, he thought about it, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to have really thought about it seriously:

"So be it..."

"You get on your knees,"

"Ben General, give you a chance."

He raised his two arms high, and two cyclones gradually condensed in his palms, among which there was the sound of a dragon's groan, which sounded intermingled, almost turning into substance.

Ji Zhuolu's face was expressionless:

"It's been more than ten years, do you really think I can't comprehend the 'Martial Sage'?"

"Wang Dongxuan!"

"You kneel down now, break the eagle dog for me, for me to drive, and then dedicate Ji Wudu's head, this will be a treasure, and in the future, you will be allowed to do a prince's position."

"If not..."

Rumble!

He clasped his palms together and slapped it!

Suddenly, a cyclone condensed into its true form, turned into a roaring golden dragon, burst out, and exploded on top of a giant lion outside the Axe Hall, and it was about to be smashed to pieces!

"Broken bones, that's what happens to you!"