Guizhuang was sitting on the bed of the castle tower with his eyes closed, and the people under the city were waiting to pass through the city gate. The soldiers lined up in a line, carefully examining every person and animal that passed by. It can't be more subtle, even the ruts.

Gui Zhuang put the Maoling sword on his lap, and he was communicating with the sword with his mind. He thought, Cui Lu is too shrewd, and he won't even let people live in peace.

It stands to reason that the natal sword can be used to bury its owner, temporarily hide and disappear, no one can find it, and it can return to the sun and live in the world after only twenty years.

But when Cui Lu died, he did not take the Maoling sword with him, but kept the sword. At that time, the only person who could take over this sword was himself, Gui Zhuang's eyelids shook a few times, and he continued to sigh, what happened next was not only this sword, but also Cui Lu's thoughts.

Shrewd, this trick is really shrewd, he is dead, and his burden is unloaded on himself. Gui Zhuang sighed secretly in his heart, he was a little depressed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and through the slight sound transmitted on the Hu bed, he felt that two or three miles away there was a sword cultivator with full vitality and excellent physical strength.

It's him?

Guizhuang jumped up and looked at the notice posted on the gatehouse, the eight-foot-tall Liao man, his nose and eyes were clear in front of Guizhuang.

Gui Zhuang frowned, and hurriedly ordered: "Hurry, go quickly, inform Lord Zhu Mian! The city is closed in the southeast and northwest, and the door is closed during the day today!"

When the four post soldiers saw that the sword cultivator was superb in Guizhuang's reaction, they were also a little frightened, so they hurriedly rode their horses and shouted all the way: "The thieves of the Liao State have arrived! The thieves of the Liao Kingdom have arrived!"

The eight swordsmen who were resting on the west side of the gatehouse saw Gui Zhuang's instructions and arrangements, and they all felt that the sword qi was high-pressure, and they were all sure that the leader was coming. Sword cultivation that could conduct sword pressure at such a long distance was also the first time they had encountered it.

Eight people came up and asked, "Gui Da, is this person above the eighth rank?"

Gui Zhuang shook his head, he had never seen this situation either. The Daojun Emperor and the Five Sword Ministers of the Eighth Section are not so strange, and there is no clear record of this vision in the history books and various sword scriptures, but there is only one simple sentence in the "Ancient Sword Spectrum Twenty-four Styles" that describes a kind of cultivator that is rare in a lifetime:

"The earth cracks and the sky collapses, the dome is dynamic, the people are deceitful, and the earth is also shocked. ”

This is a practitioner of the Heavenly Body, commonly known as the Pure Yang to the Rigid Body.

Guizhuang clenched his fists and said worriedly: "I'm afraid that this person will meet once in a thousand years." Thinking of the forty-pound sword again, on the surface of various phenomena, this is indeed not an ordinary sword cultivation.

At night, when he fought against the Liao swordsman who could play the wind sword, he felt a burst of disdain in his heart, thinking, Xiaomin doesn't have much knowledge, so he likes people and clouds, how powerful is this Liao thief, but that's it.

But at this moment, his palms began to sweat.

Liu San came out of the gatehouse, rubbed his eyes, and asked scoldingly, "Which one is not long-eyed and is shouting?"

Gui Zhuang showed a little caution because he was about to face an opponent he had never met before, his eyes were wide and round, his eyebrows arched into a scimitar, and when he looked back, Liu San was startled, and quickly changed his words and asked: "Gui Guan Zheng, is the thief really coming?"

Guizhuang didn't look at him, the black shark sword appeared, grabbed the double sword and stood on the female wall, the left black shark, the right Maoling, and waited for it.

He was thinking that the swordsman's instincts were generally not wrong, and that this person would go to the north gate. If your intuition is wrong and you are not at the north gate, in the blink of an eye, this master will break through the city and escape.

When Zhu Mian was drinking tea in the Zhizhou Mansion, he faintly felt an unprecedented sword aura attacking. He saw the teacup in his hand shaking, and the tea inside showed a hint of evaporation.

"It's not good! It's coming!" Zhu Mian felt that he had underestimated that person before, and that person might have the strength of ten thousand people. He hurriedly informed the two pavilion masters of Zhizhou Zhang Chongze and Zong Song, and he rode the mountain horse of the eight horses across the sword and galloped straight towards the west city gate, and the three hundred personal soldiers behind him also hurriedly ran forward.

Zhang Chong pinched his chin and said to Zong and Song: "I am not a sword cultivator, but my subordinates are in the army." At first, he felt something unusual in the distance, saying that the thief might be coming, but I didn't believe it. Immediately, I heard Lord Zhu's notice and saw him riding to the West Gate. Let's go along!"

Zong Shaobo said: "In the next foolishness, the cultivation is not as good as Lord Zhu and His Excellency in the army, and only now do I feel a little strange." My idea is also the West Gate, and it is possible for the thieves to march northwest and ramp north to Daliao. ”

Song Wu completely agrees with Zong Shaobo's opinion, and the senior brother has always been in charge of major affairs.

Wu Wanling, who joined the army, said: "All the seniors think it's Ximen, then let's go quickly, I'm afraid that it will be bad if it's too late." In fact, he faintly felt that this thief dared to attack the city so blatantly during the day, and he would not lack the courage to go to the west gate through the main gate, but seeing that Lord Zhu was like this, he had no choice but to agree.

Wu, Zong, Song, and many of the right-hand men of the Wu Yue Kendo Hall all jumped up to the street and flew onto the eaves, and everywhere they went, the heavy buildings, bamboo poles, trees, flowers and plants were all cushions under their feet, and they ran towards the west gate.

Li Jimian and Bei Hou felt the strongest strand in the criss-crossing sword qi, which was as attractive as the heart eye of the wind in the grassland. They all rushed quickly towards the center of this sword qi, which was slowly moving northward.

At first, the overlord was walking on the street with a sword, but after seeing the city gate from a distance, he finally put Gu Blunt down and slowly dragged him behind. At first, the street vendors and pedestrians thought he was crazy, although he looked like a wanted thief, but no one thought that the person walking on the street so frankly was really a thief from the Liao Kingdom.

Later, when he dragged the sword behind him, slowly pulled out the sound, and sparked on the bluestone slab, people felt that something was wrong, and they all looked at each other in surprise, and quietly commented on this strange man.

There are post soldiers in the north city riding horses and shouting "Liao country thieves are here", when passing through this street, the strange man does not avoid, and the big sword behind him is split in half with the people and horses, and the blood is splashed in the air. Suddenly, the smell of fishy was permeated, and some people shouted "killed", and they all began to flee in all directions.

At this moment, the streets were already full of chickens and dogs, chaotic and crowded, the crowd shouted and mocked, and the wind was slowly blowing.

When the thirty-six people in the inn heard the noise, they all pushed off the bedding and jumped up. Meng Ye said: "It's really here." This person has such a strong sword aura!"

Yang Kan frowned and said, "Everyone bring their swords, find the opportunity to contribute!" So the thirty-six people drew their swords in unison and walked quickly looking at the noise on the street.

The flute sounded and the man leaned against the building. A handsome young man was standing on the top of a five-story building, and suddenly blew out an ancient song of Han Yuefu "Thoughtful", and he was climbing the upstairs owl kiss to stare carefully at the situation in front of him. When he first came out of the Jialing River, he encountered this unprecedented grand scene, and when he went back, he wanted to show off to his sister, so the flute couldn't help but melodious.

The people standing on the upper floor of the North City could already see the oncoming sword thief. He's exactly the same as on the wanted notice. A cold wind was blowing up the towers from below.

Liu San waved his hand again and again: "Go and inform Lord Zhu!"

The post soldier replied: "Lord Zhu has gone to the West Gate!"

Liu San asked loudly: "Gui Zheng, is the main thief this person?!"

Guizhuang remained silent, but the overlord heard it, and replied loudly: "It's me!" His voice was clear and loud, and he circled and stirred in the gatehouse for three times before gradually disappearing.

The people on the tower of the city trembled, and the people under the city had already fled in all directions.

The post soldier Pegasus went to the west gate to report, and shouted as he ran: "The north gate is urgent, the north gate is urgent!"

The sword of the overlord has been rounded, and half a mile away, Guizhuang saw that the sword of the person who came was thick and wide, and a blue light fell from the sky and slashed towards the north city gate.

The sword is cold and sharp, dragging a long tail to sweep the dust and slash past.

The people on the castle tower were shocked, only to see a sword light covering the sky and the sun and smashing into their heads like a huge wave.

Gui Zhuang immediately threw up the Black Shark Sword, it buzzed in the middle of the air, a burst of light, the Black Shark Sword Light burst for half a mile, and the horizontal sword caught the cyan sword light that slashed over.

A loud bang flashed on the castle tower, and the dust on the tower began to shake and fly. The two lights dissipate.

When the city bricks shook, Liu San reacted quickly, raised his hand and shouted, "Release the crossbow arrow!"

But it was too late, Liu San's voice hadn't fallen yet, and the overlord was like an eagle falcon, leaping more than thirty zhang in a few leaps, and another earth-shattering cyan sword swept horizontally towards the city tower.

The stones on the ground began to jump, and the crossbow bolts slid through the overlord's skull and nailed to the ground behind him.