"I've seen Zhao senior!"

Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan rode their horses slowly to the front of the Canglan Sword Sect and his party, the two dismounted and saluted towards Zhao Shanhe, this is the most basic respect for the grandmaster, whether they are enemies or not, the two of them have to salute according to the rules in front of Zhao Shanhe, the entire Xingtianfu, except for Gu Qingci, others face the grandmaster, and the rules of the rivers and lakes still have to be followed.

Zhao Shanhe looked at the two of them and said: "Ouyang Muhua, the little overlord of Chang'an, the chessboard of the Wuguo Pavilion is Pang Shiyuan in the world, and he has admired it for a long time!"

Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan were both young, and there are really few people who can become great cultivators of the Heavenly Destiny Realm who have not made a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes, whether it is Ouyang Muhua or Pang Shiyuan, when Pang Shiyuan was young, Zhao Shanhe was not a grandmaster, and he also paid attention to the rivers and lakes, and he had also heard of Pang Shiyuan, as for Ouyang Muhua, it was purely because the case of the Ouyang family being framed for treason was known to the world, and Ouyang Muhua carried a gun into Chang'an, and the imperial city was stained with blood overnight, and many older generation warriors were deeply impressed.

Ouyang Muhua didn't bring his bricks today, but held a black spear in his hand, held the gun and clenched his fists, and said: "The predecessor is wrong, there is no Chang'an Xiaobawang here, and there is no chessboard for the world, only the two Xingtianfu officials, Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan!"

Zhao Shanhe stroked his beard and said with a smile: "But the old man lost his words, I don't know what happened when Lord Gu sent the two of them?"

The wind was gusting and the sky was dark.

Many people are paying attention to Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan, and more people are marveling at the power of the Xingtian Mansion, the battle spirit of the Grandmaster's court, and the demeanor of the two officials in charge.

Originally, Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan were the great cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Realm, and they were the existence that made the nine layers and nine layers on the rivers and lakes look up, not to mention, now they are still talking to the grandmaster, I am afraid that it is just this conversation, and the Chang'an Xiaobawang and the chessboard who have disappeared for many years will once again come into the sight of the world.

Ouyang Muhua is wearing armor, that is the Ouyang family's god of war armor, many people who have seen the demeanor of the old man of the Ouyang family are amazed that there are successors of the Ouyang family, maybe the scenery will reappear, and Pang Shiyuan is wearing a cyan Confucian shirt, and a piece of rice paper slowly floats out of the cuffs, standing in the air.

A battle at the gate of the White Emperor City.

Signed Gu Qing's resignation.

The dragon flying and the phoenix dance are only a few words, but the people within a radius of more than ten miles seem to see a person holding a sword and writing wildly, and the vigorous sword intent is terrifying.

A light appeared in Zhao Shanhe's pupils, and the sword on his back made a buzzing sound, and he said lightly: "Fight!"

Concise one word, should be Gu Qingci's appointment.

"Farewell!"

Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan turned on their horses and headed towards the city.

The wind swept, and the piece of rice paper in the air was drawn into a sword and went to the sky, like a meteor that was fleeting, disappearing between heaven and earth, which made a group of people in the rivers and lakes annoyed, because many people were ready to snatch that piece of rice paper, this is Gu Qingci's sword intent, and when it is placed in the rivers and lakes, it is tantamount to a book of magic tricks flowing into the rivers and lakes, and it will inevitably cause a burst of bloody rain.

However, there are many people who understand, but there are few people who can resist the temptation, if they are lucky enough to get this sword intent, under the copy, no one dares to guarantee that they will not realize a sword intent that belongs to them.

The people of Xingtianfu left, and the people of the Canglan Sword Sect entered the city randomly.

When Zhao Shanhe stepped into the city gate, the heavens and the earth suddenly eclipsed, a thunder exploded, the wind raged, and the tumbling storm in the sky slowly condensed into a sword, flashing with vast sword intent.

............

"You say, what the hell is this Gu Qingci doing, sending so many people from the Heavenly Mansion to make trouble, just to send a war letter?

Among the people in the rivers and lakes who are watching, there is a monk who is gnawing pig's trotters, next to him is a Taoist priest riding a bull, these two people go together, frequently attract people's attention, the monk eats meat, the Taoist priest rides a bull, and collides together, it is a spectacle.

The bull-riding Taoist priest looked at the sword heading towards the city, and said lightly: "This is a demonstration to the Canglan Sword Sect, and at the same time, let him and Zhao Shanhe fight this battle logically, this is the face of the big sect, everyone knows that the Canglan Sword Sect is here to find trouble, just let the Canglan Sword Sect go, where will the face of Xingtianfu go? However, if you really want to fight, what's the point, isn't the point is the battle between Gu Qingqi and Zhao Shanhe?"

"Uh......" The meat-eating monk threw away the pig's trotters and said speechlessly: "There are so many twists and turns in this, it seems that this demonstration is not only for the Canglan Sword Sect, but also for all the people who come to watch the battle, Amitabha, it's really scary, just by virtue of these people being able to resist a grandmaster, if Gu Qingci defeats this, the prestige of Xingtianfu is probably about to catch up with the seven sects and eight factions, tsk, tsk, amazing, amazing." ”

The young Taoist priest patted the old scalper lightly, slowly followed, and said, "Aren't you known as burying the heavens and burying the common people?

"Amitabha," the three burials said solemnly: "Monks can't compete for fame and fortune, and the red dust is rolling." ”

The Taoist priest chuckled lightly and said, "I remember that Gu Qingci said that there is no Buddha in the Black Domain, do you still dare to come?"

The third burial shook his head slowly and said, "Little monk...... No, I met Mr. Wufeng before, and I was enlightened by his old man, and I have already said that I will return to the Daguang Temple to return to the world, and I am no longer a monk!"

The third burial suddenly said again: "Wang Yangming, the person who should be worried should be you, I remember that you said that you were going to talk to Qin Keqing? If you let Gu Qingci know that you are here, you will be in trouble, hehe, maybe he will talk to you first!"

Wang Yangming thought of the figure just now, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he spurred the ox forward, saying: "Chao Wendao, you can die at night!"

The third burial hurriedly caught up, and said with a smile: "Then you can completely fight with Gu Qing before Zhao Shanhe!"

"Get out!"

Wang Yangming rolled the word,

It's as fresh and refined as the Taoist ancestor preaching!

Not far behind the three burials and Wang Yangming, there was a pair of people and horses who also followed into the city, this pair of people and horses was no less than thirty people, all with weapons, full of spirit, and it could be seen at a glance that they were all good hands in the rivers and lakes, but they played the role of guards here, and a carriage in the middle walked slowly.

"Didn't Nie Changliu show up?"

There was a voice from the carriage, calm, but with a hint of unmistakable indifference.

"Qi Yu Gongzi, the people who just came are the two officials in charge of Xing Tianfu, one is Ouyang Muhua, the other is Pang Shiyuan, it is said that there is also a great cultivator of the Heavenly Mandate Realm in the city, but there is no Nie Changliu. ”

"Hmm. The person in the carriage echoed faintly, muttering: "No. 1 on the rookie list, Nie Changliu, don't let me down!"