The swordsman has reached the peak of his killing intent in his whole body, and he is very condensed in concealment, obviously a veteran who is used to being an assassin, no wonder he didn't feel the killing intent when he was outside the door.

Huang Gon's pupils shrank, and he was very vigilant with his feet apart, taking a step back and forth.

What kind of realm Zhang Mo has always been forgotten by people either deliberately or unintentionally, very few people in Chaoge City know, and even many people think that this Lord Si Zheng is an ordinary person who does not know martial arts, but Huang Gon clearly perceives Zhang Mo's strong strength in refining the martial arts of the Void Realm.

If you add the swordsman behind him, he who is also in the Realm of Refining Void will definitely not be able to defeat one against two, and he is even in danger of losing his life.

Zhang Mo no longer looked at the slowly opening city gate and the increasingly obvious shaking of the ground, and his ordinary face was no longer as solemn as it had been in the past twenty years, but with a hint of a vague smile.

"After all, it's General Huang, I'm still thinking about how long it will take for you to come over, and I never thought that you would arrive as soon as the door opened. ”

Zhang Mo's tone was very relaxed, but the tense muscles of Huang Gon's whole body did not relax at all, he obviously had no intention of answering, and was still staring ahead very vigilantly. His wrinkled eyes, which were getting more and more wrinkled due to age, were shining at this time, and his gaze kept wandering between the knife man and Zhang Mo, like a goshawk staring at its prey, his big hand firmly holding the hilt of the knife at his side, ready to draw his sword at any time.

"I know that more and more people will react, thinking that as soon as you disappear, the masters of the forbidden army will be on the way to come, after all, I can't kill you and I don't plan to kill you for twenty years. Zhang Mo said lightly, holding his hands behind his back, and he didn't seem to have any intention of making a move.

"The reason why I am waiting for you to come here is because I want to have a few words with you. ”

"The great god wishes to be my friend, to be precise, I am a fellow believer and confidant with him. ”

"From the perspective of a Shang king, Di Xin is a good Shang king, but as the co-leader of the Terran race, the Great God Zhu and I both think that he will lead the Terran to a path of destruction. ”

"There are still many things to be feared in this world, although some are unwilling, but it must be said that the human race is far from being strong enough to ignore heaven and earth, and it is far from the time when the priest line withdraws from the stage. ”

"If nothing else, Your Majesty should be dead at this time, after all, that Yaqi Great Snake is an ancient demon beast, and its strength is too strong. ”

"I have been a gatekeeper of the song for more than 20 years, and if Di Xin, like his father, has enough respect for the priest lineage, I will not rebel on the day I arrive at Zhishi. ”

"But an old friend died because he had to practice his ways, and I, as a friend, always had to do what I could for him. ”

The forbidden army and the City Gate Division jointly controlled the city defense of Chaoge City, and there was a lot of cooperation in the past, and Huang Gon was also the person who had the most contact with Zhang Mo among the officials of Chaoge City.

But today is different from the past, Huang Gon, who used to always laugh at himself and talked more nonsense in his age, said, Zhang Mo listened, but today Huang Gon didn't say a word from beginning to end, but his whole body was on the highest level of alert, but Zhang Mo, who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb before, said a lot.

Zhang Mo's ears suddenly moved, and he heard a burst of very slight footsteps on the roof and outside the door, and as soon as he heard it, many masters with profound internal skills rushed over.

Sweeping his gaze over the room where he had been for many years, Zhang Mo glanced at the highly vigilant Huang Gon unhurriedly, and chuckled:

"Gone"

After saying that, he touched the ground on tiptoe, and the hat knife man was about to fly out of the window.

At this last moment, Huang Gon, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, finally moved!

A chilling knife light appeared in the room, and the hard mahogany table was broken in response, and the knife momentum did not stop, like a swimming dragon straight at Zhang Mo's back!

The culprit of the Chenghou army is in front of him, and Huang Gon, who is the general of Huben, knows that he is invincible, and it is impossible to let Zhang Mo escape, but fortunately, his henchmen have noticed the change in the City Gate Division and rushed over.

As long as Huang Gon can drag Zhang Mo down, then once the Tianluo Net is formed, even if Zhang Mo has a great career, he can't get out of Chaoge City!

Huang Gon is the most powerful move as soon as he makes a move, born from the sword drawing technique that can only be practiced by the descendants of the sword family in the Southern Barbarians, plus the countless cheats obtained from years of fighting and condensed into this knife. Huang Gon has been pampered in Chaoge City for several years without making a move, but he didn't expect this first knife to be so domineering, and the ferocity is not inferior to that of a young man when he was a pawn!

Ancient language: Nian knife, moon stick, lifelong gun.

The gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, if you want to achieve great marksmanship, you need a lifetime of hard work, and the stick is the easiest, and a month of hard training can touch the threshold.

The knife is the most common weapon in the military, but it takes a year of practice for the average recruit to be sent into battle.

Huang Gon has been practicing knives for more than 40 years.

From the age of six, he wielded a wooden knife every day, stood on a stump for four hours, and except for the wounds he was wounded on the battlefield, he never stopped for more than 40 years.

To this day, he still practices the four styles of swinging, chopping, stabbing and teasing a thousand times a day in the house, rain or shine.

Huang Gon's knife technique was originally a family martial art, and he practiced the child's skills since he was a child, and later went to the battlefield, and spontaneously eliminated many impractical fancy moves in the original knife technique and integrated them into the killing skills in the army. He has traveled all over the country over the years, searched for a lot of knife recipes and cheats of everyone who uses knives, and even asked the ancient immortal at the head of the "Twelve Golden Immortals" to give him some guidance when Guangchengzi recruited Huang Feihu to get started, and he has benefited immensely, and he has made great progress over the years.

Although Huang Gon laughed at himself for his limited talent, and he was afraid that he could only stop refining the virtual realm on the way to cultivation, but today's sword attack actually has the power of the Mahayana realm!

No matter how powerful Zhang Mo and the hat swordsman are, they are just two peaks of the Refining Void Realm, how can they block Huang Gon's domineering sword?

This knife is the most basic "stab" in the knife technique he has practiced for many years.

Huang Gon followed the knife, like a dragon out of the sea, and attacked Zhang Mo's back fiercely.

When Huang Gon was just unsheathed, Zhang Mo knew that he had miscalculated, it turned out that Huang Gon had been pressing the handle of the knife without saying a word, not because he was afraid of the two of them, but because of this knife, he would definitely be able to kill one of them first!

It's just that he can't tell if the hat knife man will sacrifice his life to save himself, after all, if he can't leave himself, his knife will lose its greatest meaning.

At this time, the two of them had just jumped out of the window, but they were still in the air, and the door behind them was exposed. Although the speed has been mentioned to the maximum, how can it be faster than Huang Gon's long-awaited sword?

Zhang Mo frowned, as if he was in a little pain, but his movements were as fast as lightning without delay, and he took out a piece of ...... almost instantly Tortoise shell.

The tortoise shell was black and covered with cracks, as if it had been burned many times by fire, and only by careful observation could you detect the quaint and distant aura that flashed on the tortoise shell from time to time!

It is as if it has gone through countless ups and downs from ancient times, and has been tempered by the power of time to become what it is today.

Huang Gon, who was behind Zhang Mo, couldn't see his movements, but the swordsman could see it clearly, and knew in his heart that this must be a treasure of the priest's lineage, and his heart that had been hanging after feeling the sword light was lowered a lot, and it seemed that he could escape the catastrophe.

After Zhang Mo took out the tortoise shell, he didn't hesitate, and threw the tortoise shell very decisively to the rear, and the black tortoise shell rose in the wind, and instantly turned into a huge shield with a square circumference!

The shield is still black that has been smoked for a long time, but through that layer of black ash, you can see that the tortoiseshell has clear lines, as if it is the carapace of the legendary mythical beast Xuanwu.

"Duh!"

It was obviously stabbed by the sharp tip of the knife, but it made a sound that only occurs when a blunt object strikes.

Huang Gon was hit hard, the qi and blood in his body surged, and his body fell from the air weakly, and the tortoise shell was also cut in half by this knife, falling to the ground, very ordinary, there was no previous circulating aura, and Zhang Mo and the others had long since disappeared.

The priests have always liked to use tortoise shells for divination, and this tortoise shell has become an object they often play with, but the tortoise shell in front of Huang Gon is full of spiritual power, and it seems that it can only have such power through the blessing of people with high witch power among the priests.

Not to mention the old man named Jia, the priest line is now headed by the young master Shang Rong, but Shang Rong is an ordinary person without magic after all, and the rest of the priests have never heard of any amazing and brilliant characters, and the high priest obviously will not make a treasure for Zhang Mo, so this tortoise shell, is it made by the great god Zhu back then?

If the great god Zhu can make a piece of tortoise shell refined with an ordinary tortoise shell that is comparable to a sword in the Mahayana realm at the moment, then what is the depth of the great god Zhu witch power back then?

Easily catch up with the great god Zhu, how strong should Mr. Wu be who killed him in a very short time?

Huang Gon was secretly shocked, I heard that the strength that Mr. Wu recovered after he came out of the customs back then was less than the peak Baiyi, and his strength has increased more and more over the years, which has long been different from that year.

Such a character is in retreat in Yunmengze, where can this rebel army make trouble?

Huang Gon had just risen a strong confidence in his heart, but suddenly his tiger body was shocked, and he thought of the tortoise shell, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar.

This tortoiseshell must have been blessed by the great god to Zhang Mo, after the death of the great god, the high priest who was the master did not say a word, and he still looked like he couldn't wake up at the court meeting, but no one thought that the old man would be willing to swallow this evil breath.

Huang Gon was as worried as Bigan at this time, what if this rebellion was known and acquiesced in by the high priest, or even had to participate in it himself?

What if he couldn't get used to what Zishou was doing, and took the opportunity of Zishou to go to sea, and wanted to change a monarch for the great merchants who could listen to the priests?

At the last moment, even if Mr. Wu breaks through, will he really be able to turn the tide?

Although Mr. Wu is very strong, he always feels a little lacking compared to the old man who is a true god in the hearts of every businessman.

But the high priest has always been loyal to the royal family, so why should the marquis have the confidence to say that the old man will not interfere, or even support himself?