Outside Yanjing City, the three sects and nine streams gathered, and the upright, evil, left, demon, and scattered cultivators all gathered together, which was extremely lively. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info They all came to kill Gu Chuanxia, and some of them had a grudge, after all, Gu Chuanxia ran all the way and killed a lot of people, and these dead people also had relatives and friends. And more for fame and fortune, not to mention the rewards of all parties, just kill the ancient legend to become famous and become one of the centers of the Ming Dynasty, who doesn't want such a thing?

The heroes of the world have waited for many days, and the outer layer of Yanjing City is three layers inside and three layers outside, but there is never a shadow of the ancient legend.

"The heroes are over, this ancient legend will not dare to come!" After a long time, I didn't see the ancient legend show up, and they started to talk about it.

"I don't think I dare to come, maybe I've escaped from Daming. Ducked into the chaos of time and space. A one-eyed bearded man said.

A disciple of the Songshan Sect snorted coldly: "Ignorance! Although that ancient legend is a big devil, how can you wait for such a snake and mouse to speculate." The world is tied to him alone, he has the ambition of Lingyun, even if he dies, he will not leave Daming, give up this great opportunity. ”

"What's more... ”

"What's more, say it quickly!" the crowd around urged. The Songshan disciple hesitated for a few moments, and then said: "What's more, I heard from the uncle in the sect that the head of the sect has already let the masters of the Hengshan faction divination, according to the hexagram, Gu Chuanxia could not leave the Ming Dynasty and was restrained, and he must rush to Yanjing in the near future, otherwise there will be accidents." ”

"Actually, I admire Gu Chuanxia very much! A person who is the enemy of the entire Ming martial arts can still live to this day, which in itself is already a thing worthy of worship. A left-handed master sighed.

"Bastard! What are you talking about? Gu Chuanxia, a guy who is not as good as a brute, is just a cold-blooded executioner! What is there to worship? You can't have anything to do with him!" a big man with a nine-ring steel knife shouted angrily, and many people around him clenched their blades at the same time, just afraid that if they didn't agree, they would start fighting.

On the top of a large tree next to it, stood a middle-aged man with a white face and beard, with a graceful figure, swaying with the wind along with the leaves.

It's just that your relatives and friends provoked him for the sake of profit, and they deserved to be killed. Now he has the face to call him an executioner? It's ridiculous!"

"Who are you! Do you want to be like that ancient legend and make enemies of us and other people in the world?" shouted a big fat man with a bald head, holding a steel rod and a face full of meat. Looking at his image, he looks like a monk and wants to be a butcher.

"He is Tian Boguang! Tian Boguang, who travels alone for thousands of miles, I heard that he has also become a monk recently, and he has quit drinking, I think he has been cut off his eggs and sons!" Someone next to him laughed.

Tian Boguang's face was gloomy, his toes were a little tiptoe, and the person had disappeared in place.

The next moment the man who was laughing at him was already clasping his hands around his neck, watching as red blood spurted out of his neck, staining his clothes red, and then convulsed and collapsed.

"Gu Chuanxia! I will kill him too! If I don't kill him, I, Tian Boguang, will not be a man. But you... you bullshit stuff don't have the right to insult him. Because he once defeated me Tian Boguang, insulting him is insulting me. Tian Boguang said and strode away with a knife.

The night was getting darker, and the sky was dark.

Patches of fires burned outside Yanjing City, and thick smoke billowed out, forming thick dark clouds.

There is a large army stationed outside the city, divided into two camps with the people in the rivers and lakes, monitoring these heroes and preventing them from gathering to make trouble.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes gathered in front of the fire, eating meat and drinking wine, telling meat jokes, and then laughing unscrupulously. It was noisy and noisy, so that the whole Yanjing City was not at peace.

At this moment, almost everyone heard a long howl.

"My ancient legend is here, and if you want to stop me from entering the city, who will fight first?"

In the darkness walked alone, with shabby clothes, a tired face, and tired eyes. There were also unwashed blood stains on the neckline and sleeves. Originally, he was a person who didn't look particularly eye-catching, but at the moment, every step he took seemed to step on people's hearts. The focus of all eyes is there.

The hearts of the world's heroes are pounding, knowing that there are many people on their side, everyone rushes up, and they can immediately divide the corpse of the ancient legend, but this person's prestige is too great at this time, and he came alone, obviously he has no fear, and he can't guess what treacherous conspiracy he has.

For a while, no one dared to step forward first.

"Gu Chuanxia! In the battle of Baili Slope under the Black Wood Cliff, if you kill my eldest brother, I will avenge him today. One person held a long steel claw and rushed out, but the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the day after tomorrow was red-eyed and wanted to fight to the death with the ancient legend.

Gu Chuanxia looked at this person, nodded and said, "I don't remember who your eldest brother is, but at this moment, you dare to stand up, but you are a good man." Later, I will send you a sword to come out of me, this sword is my pinnacle sword, let you die under this sword, it is my respect for you. ”

"Don't be ashamed! Ancient Devil!" the man holding the steel claw shouted, and flew up in the air with a claw to grab the ancient legend.

"It's a good time!

The ancient legend refers to the sword, and a sword is stabbed, the invisible sword qi shines, and the long sword in the hands of countless heroes screams in a low voice.

Boom!

The sword qi pierced the man's throat, and the corpse fell directly from mid-air and fell to the ground.

There was silence all around.

Suddenly, someone raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "The ancient devil is cruel and kills innocents indiscriminately! Everyone! Today, we will kill this demon hand in hand, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, guarding the right and warding off the evil!"

Thousands of people gathered here, and many more arrived. Even if Gu Chuanxia is strong and has many means, I am afraid that he will be submerged by the sea of people, and one person and one knife will also divide Gu Chuanxia's corpse.

However, this place is surrounded by mountains on both sides, and the location is quite narrow, and the ancient legends really have to face only hundreds of people. Swords, guns, swords, and halberds danced in all directions, and the internal force, true qi, and sword qi were swayed indiscriminately, and most of the people had to guard against being injured by their own people.

"Don't mess up, everyone, separate the points, and let the strong team up for wheel battle! It is expected that when this guy will be exhausted, then the head of the person will be who, and then each will rely on his ability. A little old man with a goatee shouted.

"Old Man Qiao is right! This ancient legend will definitely be subdued today! Don't worry, don't hurt your own people. ”

When Gu Chuanxia heard this, his eyes were cold and he shouted: "I'm here to teach the methods of the old man Qiao of Shanxi." With his left palm, a palm wind wrapped in frost flew towards Old Man Qiao.

Old man Qiao palmed one palm, and was about to use his palm strength to resist the cold air in the palm wind, but Gu Chuanxia followed with his right palm and struck out, with a bang.

A large stone was also turned up by the ancient legend with the palm of his hand, and then shattered by the palm wind. The sword qi wrapped around the broken stones, each piece was extremely sharp and attached to the sword qi of the ancient legend, and the sword move was conjured, and under the extremely powerful palm power of the ancient legend, it was like ten thousand swords firing together.

Three or four pieces of gravel were embedded in Old Man Qiao's chest, and suddenly Old Man Qiao was covered in blood, and dozens of others were injured. I could only hear shouting, screaming, and warnings.

ps:It's the last chapter today!I'm so tired that I can't do it!I feel like my body is hollowed out.。・・,Anyway, friends who can read the genuine version.,Support it a lot! It's not easy for a little brother to write a book.。 (To be continued.) )