In an instant, Xu Tian's back was already sweating profusely, and that sentence was like a knife piercing deep into Xu Tianran's heart, and the chill that Tang Wang exuded when he left, as if he wanted to take Xu Tianran's life but it was within reach, but Tang Wang disdained to take it.

Since ancient times, emperors have been afraid of death, or cultivating and refining pills, or going to sea to visit immortals in order to seek immortality, is it possible that the Tang King has also reached the age of confusion and vain trying to live forever?

Xu Tianran watched King Tang's broad back gradually drift away, and a thought became clearer and clearer in his heart, he was definitely not confused, but it might be the most sober time in his life.

Destroying the huge Chang'an City with his own hands, or destroying this illusory little world with his own hands, what is the Tang King asking for, why does he already know the secret of the fairyland, but he is still obsessed?

Didn't Tang Wang believe everything Xu Tianran said, Tang Wang climbed to the top of Rucui Tower this time, Xu Tianran couldn't see through his heart at all, but Xu Tianran vaguely noticed that maybe Tang Wang was the most chaotic person he had ever met in his life, the depth of the city was like a sea of stars, not that he couldn't see his heart, but what if he saw it, the sky was full of stars, who could see the vastness of the universe at a glance? But Xu Tianran vaguely felt that King Tang believed in himself, and perhaps in King Tang's heart, he would be content with exchanging the lives of the people in the city for a mere Jindan realm cultivation.

Xu Tianran looked up at the night sky, as if the sky was dark, and he couldn't see the full moon, the stars, or the Milky Way like a ribbon.

I heard that the Tang King was also known as the Ming Jun who was rare to see in the early years of the Tang Dynasty, and now it seems that what he said is true, and he has to endure great hardships when he has practiced a body of martial arts cultivation, and even a helpless orphan like himself has been unable to endure the pain of cultivation several times, and he has slacked off several times, if he is not really afraid of the poor days, if he cannot live to death in the inhumane army, he can only die alone, like a puddle of mud, no one remembers the mud. It was only after countless dying struggles that he achieved the end, and the Tang King, who was born with a golden key, was able to achieve the end, which is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Datang is respected by literature.

No matter how strong the martial artist is, after all, it is just a sword in the hands of Wenchen, and the person who holds the sword can take charge of the Tang Dynasty even if he has no power to restrain the chicken, and the sword is only a murder weapon after all, the sharper the murder weapon, the more people are afraid of it, and the more it will not end well.

Because King Tang is willing to be so persistent in the realm of martial arts, Rolling Jushan really doesn't understand, in his eyes, most of the kings sitting on the dragon chair are wine bags and rice bags with noble blood, except for a good tire, where is there any ability. But the realm revealed by the Tang King made the Rolling Mountain also feel a burst of fear, the realm of the Tang King was even the same as that of the Carefree Daoist, not an ordinary martial artist, and he had already touched the realm of the gods.

The more Wufu reached the top, the slight gap between them was a huge chasm, and there was a feeling that his end was just a piece of paper in front of King Tang. The only thing he cares about in his heart is the Datian Jiao, as long as the Tang King cuts off his palm, the blood of the emperor falls into the Xinghai Blood Curse Array, and he is the god of this world.

Seeing the burly figure of King Tang standing in front of him, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, do you want to storm Rucui Tower and capture the thieves in one fell swoop." ”

King Tang turned around meaningfully, glanced at the green shirt that was frozen in place, and said calmly: "The widow's daughter, your subordinates, and the nephew of the concubine are all in their hands, how to attack?"

The mountain kowtowed heavily, and the floor cracked, "The end will be damned." ”

Tang Wang said with a pleasant face: "Rucui Lou has to work hard for you first, don't let a fly fly out of Rucui Tower, and don't let a fly fly into Rucui Lou from the outside." ”

Wearing heavy armor, the mountain kowtowed again, "The last general will take the order." ”

Tang Wang slowly returned to the luxury car, his figure paused, and said quietly: "Don't force the poor to a dead end, don't miss tomorrow's ceremony." The widow is tired, so he will go back to the palace first. ”

Rolling the mountain prostrate and sending off the Tang King.

Rolling the mountain took a reassuring pill, and now the king is still concerned about the whole world, and there is a burst of joy in his heart, and the distant car driver rolls up a burst of dust, as if the smoke and dust dissipate is his own world.

Nangong Qianbai's heart was already like ashes.

Yu Zhen and Jin Xian watched their father leave, with tears in their eyes, and they forcibly held back the tears from coming out of their eyes.

Wu Qingfeng held the Qingfeng Sword in his arms, leaned against the door and closed his eyes, calm and relaxed.

Xie Xuanyu unconsciously clenched the broom, and with a gentle sweep, the room was as clean as Yan Lingbin's fair face.

Zheng Juju, Wang Tuan'er and Yan Lingbin snuggled together tightly, all of them were Qinglou women, no matter the general trend of the world, no matter the trivial matters related to themselves, they couldn't do what they wanted, like three duckweed floating with the waves.

It's just that, unlike Wang Tuan'er and Zheng Juju, Yan Lingbin's eyes reflect a touch of cyan back, and the green is like a sprout sprouting in spring.

The huge body of the mountain slowly got up, thanks to the armor that the skilled craftsman tailored for him, otherwise how could he move so freely, let alone kneel down and kowtow several times in front of the king of Tang.

Suddenly, there was a burst of dust, it was the dust on his body that was blown off by the Rolling Mountain, and without the Tang King in charge, the Rolling Mountain did not need to look at anyone's eyes, and the five thousand horsemen under his command were the Turkic cavalry carefully trained by himself, and he only listened to his own orders, even the holy decree of the Tang King could not be commanded.

Xu Tianran's eyes looked directly at the fierce and glamorous Rolling Mountain, knowing that the Rolling Mountain no longer allowed Rucui Building to have a living mouth, and now there is only a death battle, and the three of them have no chance of winning against five thousand horsemen.

A lieutenant led the vanguard of a thousand horses, slowly moving forward, at the narrow gate of the Rucui Building, thousands of troops and horses could not spread the formation, can only charge one after another.

Wu Qingfeng opened one eye slightly, Qingfeng Sword had a sharp heart, as if he was softly singing a high war song.

The captain's strength was amazing, and an arrow shot out, directly taking the head of Xu Tianran on the top of the Rucui Tower, and immediately, a thousand horsemen began to charge like a tide.

Tang Wang closed his eyes tightly in the luxurious car, as if he heard the sound of fighting in the distance.

Xu Tianran rolled backwards, the sword in the world was volleyed out, the true qi was running, the force of the traction arrow drew a circle on the chest, and then the wrist flicked, and the arrow returned the same way with a thunderous momentum, and in an instant, the arrow passed through the captain's head, the heavy steel helmet was completely pierced by the arrow, and the brain slowly overflowed from the helmet with blood.

However, the eyes of the thousand horsemen did not care that the main general was dead, and still charged forward desperately.

A thousand horsemen sprinted on the crowded Pingkangfang path, and the main gate of the Rucui Building, which originally seemed wide, was particularly narrow at this time, Wu Qingfeng glanced coldly at the horsemen who had red eyes, and there was no change in expression at all.

In an instant, a sword light flickered, and the dozens of horses who rushed to the front were slashed down by Wu Qingfeng's sword, Wu Qingfeng's sword was really elegant, it seemed to be a sword dance, but the sword and sword were extremely accurate and crossed the small gap between the knight's helmet and the armor, crisp and effortless.

Yu Zhen hid his face and didn't dare to look directly, dozens of heads flew up one by one, and his neck sprayed hot blood like a fountain, and the headless riders still rushed forward, but they crashed into the gate of Rucui Tower one by one.

The Turkic cavalry who followed one after another shouted loudly, as if they were emboldening themselves with shouts of killing, but they were useless in front of Wu Qingfeng, and no one could cross the line of the steps of the gate of the Rucui Tower. It seems that the low staircase is the line of life and death, and those who cross the line die.

Xu Tianran held his breath and condensed, his target was only one person, that is, rolling the mountain, shooting people first and horses first, and capturing thieves and capturing kings first.

Rolling the mountain seemed to understand the plan of the green-shirted swordsman, but instead set up a formation, let his personal guards all withdraw fifty steps, lay down the bait, and wait for the fish to take the bait.

Xu Tianran knew that it was a fish, but he had to bite the hook.

Suddenly, Xu Tiantian's long sword hung on his waist, jumping with all his might, the rock-solid roof tiles of the Rucui Building were shattered, and a green shirt fell to the ground like a meteor, and suddenly pounced on the rolling mountain, Jin Xian's eyes looked at a green shirt intently, regretting that he did not worship the Buddha sincerely in front of the Buddha hall, I don't know if the Buddha's feet Buddha who was temporarily holding at this moment will be blessed?

Rolling the mountain trembled, took a spear from the hands of his subordinates, loud and loud, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, only to see the cyan Changhong sword in the middle of the air straight to take a head full of horizontal meat, a spear accurately against the tip of the sword, a crisp and pleasant steel collision sound, the huge body of the rolling mountain fell to the ground in an instant, the dust was everywhere, the soldiers who were close couldn't believe their eyes, the horse ridden by the general was broken, and fell to the ground, and the huge body of the rolling mountain was like a big mountain with a horse step, and it withstood the earth-shattering sword of the green shirt。

Xu Tianran couldn't strike a blow, immediately retracted his sword, and retreated more than ten steps.

Rolling Shan laughed heartily: "Since you're here, don't go." ”

Xu Tianran was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Warm up first, don't be in a hurry." ”

With a wave of his hand, the dense soldiers had already surrounded Xu Tianran, and Xu Tianran laughed and said, "General Roll, let's no longer compare?"

Rolling the mountain swallowed a mouthful of blood unknownly, he was speechless, and seemed to be unharmed, but in fact, he was injured by Xu Tiantian's domineering sword qi, and his internal organs were in pain, and they were all hit hard, where did he still have the power to fight back?

Xu Tianran pierced the human sword into the ground and said with a smile: "General Roll, can you talk?"

Rolling Jushan took a pot of wine, raised his head and drank a few sips, then waved his hand, and a gap was revealed in the impermeable human wall, and the face of the green shirt was faintly visible, "What are your last words?"

Xu Tianran said with a smile: "Dare to ask the general, did you go too smoothly along the way, is this purely the general's luck?"

Rolling Jushan grinned and said: "I have worked hard step by step, how can it be smooth?"

Xu Tianran shook his head and said calmly: "It seems that you have suffered a lot, but it is also smooth, if my guess is right, you were born in poverty, met your teacher by chance, and practiced your skills through hardships, and you rose to prominence when you joined the army, climbed all the way to a high position, and met the noble Liu Guozhong by chance, and your career has been smooth since then." ”

When he heard what the green-shirted swordsman said, he couldn't help but hesitate slightly, could it be that the green-shirted swordsman secretly checked his details?

Xu Tianran continued: "General Rolling also knows that I am an immortal who fell from the Recommending Blessing Temple half a year ago, so naturally I don't know the secrets of General Roll's life, but I have found some clues from many hidden clues. General Rolling, don't you realize that your life is designed?"

Rolling Shan was full of suspicion and disbelief, "Young man, do you know what price I have paid to get to this day, and I dare to talk about it here?"

Xu Tianran said calmly: "It seems ridiculous, but it is true. General Rolling, have you ever thought that the Xinghai Blood Curse is not designed for you, and everything you do ends up making wedding clothes for others?"

Rolling Mountain's eyes widened, he looked directly at the Qingshan swordsman angrily, and said angrily: "No way, no one can design my life." ”

Xu Tianran glanced at the palace from afar, which was meaningful.

The mountain was furious, and suddenly spewed out a large mouthful of blood. The Xiaoyao Daoist and the Lingxiao Daoist immediately supported the Rolling Mountain, and Xu Tianran clenched his long sword, ready to fight to the death.

Surrounded by a heavy siege, there are three Wufu at the end of the realm, except for the loss of combat power in the rolling mountain, there are still Xiaoyao Daoist and Lingxiao Dao people, plus thousands of cavalry, others seem to be Xu Tiantian wings and difficult to fly.

Several concerned eyes fell on Xu Tianran, the green shirt and sword, full of spirit.