A ring-shaped knife qi swept straight into Liuhe, and the nipple knife was nailed into the ground like a pillar that was not thoughtful, shaking up green bricks in all directions and turning into flying chips.

Under the suppression of the sword qi, the three people of the Greedy Demon Hall retreated for a while, avoiding the edge of the sun.

"Zhao Jushi, when you go, you can go, and this place will be handed over to me!" Mo Dao shouted.

Liu Tao gritted his teeth viciously and said: "My Greedy Demon Hall is acting here, and it has nothing to do with your martial arts alliance master of Tangjiabao, why did you stop it?"

"It's true that it has nothing to do with the Eastern Alliance Leader, but it has something to do with me. ”

Mo Dao reached out and pulled out two knives from behind his back and clasped them in front of his chest.

The right holds the returnees, and the left slashes the Hong.

The two knives resonated, and the knife intent was clear for a while.

Mo Dao said seriously: "If it weren't for Zhao Jushi who came to the rescue in Liuye Villa, I, Mo Dao, would have died in Yangzhou a long time ago, and I would not talk about the future." This time I made a move, just to repay Zhao Jushi for saving his life back then, except for what it had to do with my Mo Dao, it had nothing to do with anyone in the world. ”

There was a clear anger in Liu Tao's eyes. "You are just a lackey of Dongfang Lianmo, and you have the courage to block the way like this!"

"Have you ever heard of a vicious dog blocking the way?"

The corners of Mo Dao's mouth rarely hooked up a mocking smile. "It's just because I know that I can't beat me, so I provoke me with words. Your words now are of no use to me. ”

The moment he finished saying this, Mo Dao's body was shocked, and he turned into a pitch-black shadow, swept forward, and the two knives in his hands rang out in unison.

A voice resounded like thunder on the half-mile-long street.

"Zhao Jushi, aren't you leaving?"

As soon as the words fell, the sword power swept like a tide, engulfing the three people of the Greedy Demon Palace.

Zhao Wu'an woke up like a dream, and hurriedly put away the six swords into the box, mobilized all his strength, and ran forward around them.

After all, Mo Dao was a first-class master, and the three people of the Greedy Demon Hall who were entangled by him couldn't get out for a while, and it was difficult to stop Zhao Wu'an's progress. After a few ups and downs, he left the three behind.

Hearing the sound of the knife behind him, Zhao Wuxin felt a trace of trance.

When Yangzhou City first met, Mo Dao was just a teenager driving a horse. As the youngest housekeeper of Willow Leaf Villa, he can be regarded as a young man.

Entering Willow Leaf Villa, the death of his little friend Luo Yinsheng was like a quick knife, cutting his life in half.

In order to realize the ambition of his best friend, in order to repay the kindness of the Liu family, in order to continue to live in this world.

A boy named Mo Dao lost too many things along the way, but fortunately there were still some left.

Half a chivalrous bone, a piece of soft intestines. Melted into the knife, it is a flawless world.

Zhao Wu'an ran wildly along the half-mile long street, pouring out like a tiger in one go.

Before he had taken a few steps, a team of linen men in stubborn linen appeared in front of him. Seeing Zhao Wu'an rushing towards this place, they lined up and showed the blades in their hands.

Unlike the shadow catchers under the Prime Minister's court, these people are just members of the Greedy Demon Hall who are dressed in sackcloth and pretend to be commoners.

With these people, Zhao Wu'an naturally won't talk nonsense.

"Pulsatilla!"

The vigorous short sword weaves a vast blue light.

"Bodhisattva!"

The blue light was blazing, and a Shenxiong giant sword broke through the fog with a bullish energy, and flew straight towards the group of sect members who were blocking in front of him.

Behind the curtain of green light, a loud laugh suddenly came out.

"Where did the little ghost come from, dare to cause trouble here, it's not that I haven't heard of the bold name of my Iron Wall King!"

Although the opponent's figure was covered by the blue light, Zhao Wu'an still sensed that the Bodhisattva's offensive had been stopped.

He couldn't help but say, "I really haven't heard of it." ”

After speaking, with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, the vast blue light blocking in front of him suddenly dissipated.

And Wang Daring, who was standing in front of a group of Greedy Demon Hall Sect members, just showed an embarrassed look at this time because of Zhao Wu'an's words.

Zhao Wu'an's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly drove the six swords out of the box, forming a stacked sword shadow behind him.

Although there are many masters in the Demon Palace, they can still be identified by the name of "Three Kings, Six Evils and Four Evils". The king in front of him was obviously not one of the three kings, but if he could block the Bodhisattva's sword so easily, he should be one of the six evils.

In this case, the strength should be on par with him.

Then all you have to do is defeat him and move on!

Zhao Wu'an didn't say a word, his body suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, he turned into a white shadow, dragging six swords behind him.

The king in front of him was bold, with a bald head with a scar, a simple knife in one hand and a shield in the other, standing in front of a column of sect members, but he couldn't see how strong his strength was.

Seeing Zhao Wu'an rushing towards him, Wang Dadao's eyes first showed a trace of astonishment, and then gradually turned into hideous, and said with a smile: "Good come, grandpa will call you a long memory today!"

The Demon Hall has been preparing for this day for more than twenty years, and all factors inside and outside Bianliang have been taken into account. He was sent to guard the central axis of the main street, which was most responsible for cutting off the north and south, and he was by no means a vain person.

Behind Zhao Wu'an, the six swords galloped like light.

Wang Daring did not retreat or dodge, but instead put the knife behind the shield with his side hand, and then held an iron shield nearly one person high, and hedged against Zhao Wu'an.

Zhao Wu'an searched quickly in his mind, recalling a martial arts book he had read in the Leaf Making Palace.

After being assigned as a prosthetic body of Garan Anxulie as a child, Zhao Wu'an began to receive education in all aspects. And in order to protect the prince as a last resort, the methods taught to him against the enemy are also exhaustive.

Among them, there is a martial arts book that mentions the origin of Wang Daring's wonderful posture at this time.

Semi-absolute knife.

The secret is that the hidden knife is on the side of the body and then split out, and strive to cut off the approaching enemy, so it is called the absolute knife.

Generally speaking, there will be two groups of sergeants using the sword at the same time, forming a ring around it, and immediately after the outer ring is split, the inner circle will be stepped out. The cycle goes on and on, without pause.

However, most of the swords can only be used in retreat or luring the enemy, which is naturally good for guards who pay attention to strength and defense, but it cannot be applied to other troops, so this kind of semi-absolute sword hidden in a giant shield was developed later.

Holding a shield to charge and apply pressure is fake, and after the opponent's move is completed, the backhand slash is the real kung fu. Because it can only be split in a semicircle at most when it is split from behind the shield, it is called a semi-absolute knife.

Most of Wang's bold self-confidence comes from this kind of ruthless moves, which are not very useful. Although he looks stumbling, he is an out-and-out general.

Zhao Wu'an leaned forward and rushed forward, his fierce sword aura approaching the one-man tall shield.

Wang Daring smiled to himself: "It's just in time!"

Unexpectedly, just as the two sides were about to make contact, Zhao Wuan suddenly stepped on the ground. With a thunderclap, he rose into the air like a white harrier and passed over the king's bold head.

The half-absolute knife is fierce and the angle is tricky, Zhao Wu'an didn't have the heart to entangle him so much, and it was the right way to reach Tai'anmen quickly.

looked up in a daze, looking at Wang Daring, who was falling straight backwards with Zhao Wu'an's figure, and then realized that he had been fooled.

He was annoyed in his heart, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and he roared wildly, throwing the shield in his hand towards Zhao Wu'an.

Not to mention the hundred-pound iron shield roaring through the wind. Zhao Wuxin was startled, and hurriedly used the qi machine to leap through the air, trying to avoid this sudden shield.

The king boldly shouted, "Surround him for me!"

The sect members behind them answered yes in unison, and then swarmed towards the place where Zhao Wu'an fell. And Zhao Wu'an ran out of gas in mid-air, and it was difficult to change the place where he fell.

Nearly twenty people below were all holding Sensen weapons. Even if he has a sword qi to protect his body, he will not be divided in an instant, but it is difficult to rush out and be dumpled by the other party, but everything will be over.

Zhao Wuan's head flashed with a sense of discouragement, and he almost couldn't help but put away the six swords and take out the Luo Shen Fu.

At the last moment, a sound of clothes fluttering suddenly sounded behind him.

Before Zhao Wu'an could react, the collar was pulled. A crisp female voice came from behind him: "Zhao Jushi can be careful, Zhu Yi is actually not serious." ”

A strong force struck, and the already uncontrollable body suddenly rose up another level, passed the sect members, and fell forward.

Before Zhao Wu'an could land, another Tsing Yi rushed out of the streets and alleys on the side.

The sharp sword light broke through the surging crowd, and blood splashed everywhere. Wang Daring said angrily: "Where did the little beast come from!"

Of course, Zhao Wu'an knew where these two people came from. When his feet stepped back on the ground, he couldn't help but have a sour nose for a while.

turned his head, and it was Zhu Yi who saved him at the last moment.

Zhu Yi, who was dressed in a fiery red robe, frowned lightly: "My master and servant, I came here to report the grace of Zhao Jushi in the Luo Yige case, Zhao Jushi doesn't have to remember, just let go and move forward." ”

In the chaotic crowd not far away, Jiang Lian, who danced the sword light like a sea of gorgeous flowers, was also laughing: "Just go to that imperial city!

Zhu Yi is blessed: "The master once said that if you sacrifice your life for the country, your husband should be like this." ”

Zhao Wu'an was stunned for a moment.

But Zhu Yi didn't say a word more, turned around, and suddenly rushed towards the Greedy Demon Hall sect members who were fighting with Jiang Lian in one place.

"I heard that your name is Wang Daring? That's really unfortunate, I'm not very bold, but I'm not afraid of your sword!"

Jiang Lian shook the sword flower in his hand, killed the crowd, and rushed straight towards Wang Daring, the sword roared like a golden sound and jade vibration.

Zhao Wu'an turned his head, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and rushed forward with his legs.

The road ahead is not far away, and the imperial city of Tai'anmen is close at hand.

But before that, he had to make his way through a dense sea of people.

Tai'anmen is a heavy place in Bianliang, both the forbidden army and the Greedy Demon Hall obviously know this, and almost half of the cultists of the Greedy Demon Hall have stopped in front of the door, besieging but not attacking.

In contrast, although the number of forbidden troops was large, none of them could lead the generals of the three armies. They lined up outside the gate, nearly a thousand generals of the forbidden army, but they couldn't stop three people alone.

There are three kings and six evils in the Demon Palace.

Except for the people you have met along the way, no matter how you calculate it, there should be at least one first-class master in front of you.

The two wicked people are not to be feared, at most they can kill a hundred people of the forbidden army, but the remaining one is a master.

A product is also divided into four realms, and the strength of each realm is also very different. The masters of the Xuan Realm are still inferior to the eight hundred well-trained troops, but the Creation Realm can already kill thousands of people in one move.

Outside Flying Fox City that year, Yan Daohuo broke 1,600 horses with a sword, which is iron-like evidence.

If one of the three kings of the Greedy Demon Palace, who was mainly attacking the Imperial City, was a master of the Creation Realm, then the forbidden army of less than a thousand was simply a fish on the board waiting to be slaughtered, and it could only stop him for a moment.

Zhao Wuxin was in a hurry, and summoned the six swords out of the box one after another, and then took the thunderbolt step and went straight to the imperial city. Some of the oncoming Greedy Demon Cultists stopped in the way, and they were all wiped out by him in an instant.

Soon, the rebels of the Temple of Greed all over the street noticed him.

On the avenue of the Imperial City, which was empty except for the cultists, a white-clothed figure was rapidly approaching.

"Stop him!" someone suddenly shouted, and for a moment the crowd was furious.

No wonder there was such silence near the Imperial City. Although Jin Wuwei and the Greedy Demon Hall fought with each other on the streets a little farther away, the Greedy Demon Hall sect members here were obviously outnumbered, and Jin Wuwei was not a fool, and he rushed to kill him in vain.

Zhao Wu'an knew that in the alleys on both sides of the Central Axis Street, there must be countless Jinwu guards, who were spying on all this in horror.

It's not that they don't want to be loyal to the Great Song Dynasty, but they also have wives and children.

Life in Bianliang is not easy, maybe the whole family lives on this meager salary. They sacrificed their lives for the country and died loyally, but their families could only wash their faces with tears.

Of course, Zhao Wu'an knew this. He still remembered the day when Garan Anxulie left the leaves, and he did not waver in the slightest, even though the country spat on him.

"This is going to Bianliang, the mountains and rivers are far away, but I am afraid that I will not be able to return to make leaves for the rest of my life. ”

"But I don't regret it. ”

"If there is a Garan Anxu in this world, the two dynasties will surely add countless corpses, wives and wives will be separated, and mourning will be everywhere. ”

"But if Jialan Anxulie is dead, only Zhao Wuan is left in this world, even if they scold me fiercely, at least this common people can avoid disaster. ”

Zhao Wu'an once wanted to ask Jialan An Xulie, since the people in this world still don't know how to return, then why does he still do everything to defend the people.

Garan Anxulie didn't answer, but he seemed to have vaguely understood some truths during his years of travel.

The rivers and lakes are vast, and it is difficult to meet people again; the prodigal son is in the slaughter, and those who have no heart can still travel far away; although the common people are stupid, you and I are also mortal.

Zhao Wu'an walked abruptly. Regardless of the crowd of people in the Greedy Demon Temple, almost everyone could drown him with a mouthful of spit.

The Bodhisattva opened the way, picking mulberries and removing the heads of the people who stood in the way. The poppies secretly cut their hands and ankles, and the pulsatilla weaved a blue light.

"Hugh is going to keep his hand and kill him directly!" "Let's go together!" the cries of the congregations filled their eardrums.

Zhao Wu'an rampaged through the crowd, struggling to make his way towards the Tai'an Gate.

In just a few zhang distance, he walked almost half a pillar of incense, and all the Demon Greed Sect members rushed towards him like crazy. After all, conquering Tai'anmen is only the task of the Three Kings and Six Evils, and all they have to do is eliminate external interference.

Obviously, many Jin Wuwei had already retreated into the alleys under the shock of such a disparity in numbers, but they didn't know where to kill such a lifeless guy, who dared to ram hundreds of sect members with the strength of one person.

Is he a citizen of Bianliang, or a person who happens to wander here?

Whoever he is, he must not be allowed to pass through here!

Wave after wave of Greedy Demon Hall Sect members rushed towards Zhao Wu'an like a tide, almost sandwiching him in the center of the crowd, unable to move an inch.

Batch after batch of blades beckoned to him. Even though the true qi of the body protection body is close to the level of a grade, under such persecution, there are also many gaps that are too late to make up.

The blade and tip of the spear sliced through his body without hindrance, and red blood spread out, staining the snow-white robe.

Zhao Wu'an still did not retreat.

Unable to move an inch, he squeezed forward point by point, allowing his back to be wounded by a knife and gun.

Ten inches is one inch, ten inches is one foot, and three feet is one zhang.

The color of blood almost covered Zhao Wu'an's pupils.

His trajectory has been extremely difficult. The sea of qi is almost exhausted, and many times it is impossible to even kill the person in front of him with one blow, and often has to stay for a long time.

"He's crazy. ”

Almost all of the congregants made such a judgment.

With this style of play alone, it is impossible for him to reach Tai'anmen alive.

Even if he had an amazing will, his body would collapse before his will. The Roselle Sword Box only gave him endless qi to cast, but it failed to give him an immortal golden body.

The congregation who stopped him had barely seen this man before, and they didn't know how he had come to be so amazing. But they don't need to know either.

As long as you follow the order of the hall master, guard this place, and kill him outside the Tai'an Gate, it is enough. Zhao Wu'an will die here, there is no doubt about it.

In front of Tai'an Gate, several masters of the Greedy Demon Hall were still killing and killing, and almost half of the nearly 1,000 forbidden troops had disappeared. And Zhao Wu'an's forward speed is almost worlds apart from it.

The sea of qi like a tide is gradually drying up, and even the Luo Shen Sword Box is on the verge of limit, and it is already stretched to control the six swords, let alone rushing out of a bloody path.

Unable to think about the problem, Zhao Wu'an only felt that his eyelids were becoming heavier and heavier, and his feet were as heavy as lead. I couldn't transport out the slashing step, so I could only squeeze forward little by little in the crowd.

In the crowd, an elderly sect member raised his hand and motioned to the other sect members: "The true qi of his body protection is on the verge of exhaustion, and when it completely disappears, you will all destroy his mind!"

"Yes!"

The surrounding sect members responded like thunder, and no longer continued to attack, but instead surrounded Zhao Wu'an with full attention.

Due to the true qi of the body, it is quite difficult for ordinary people to hurt a master above the second grade, but after the qi is exhausted, it is very different. No matter how strong the realm is, the body is still flesh and blood after all, and without the protection of the qi machine, it will never be able to resist the slashing of the knife and the spear.

Is it finally going to fall here?

Looking at the Tai'an Gate dozens of feet away, Zhao Wuxin was reluctant.

I still can't bear it......

But the flesh is like a lake that has long since dried up, and it can't squeeze out any more strength.

The world was plunged into darkness.

However.

Under the complete darkness of death, a voice faintly came.

It doesn't seem to be a simple human voice, but the sum of all complex sounds.

The sound of windows falling down, slamming doors open, raising a shield and drawing a knife, putting on your helmet, and making a fearless charge at the enemy.

One after another, wave after wave, eventually became a tsunami of mountains.

"Hero!"

Someone was shouting something with all his might, and the voice seemed to be coming towards him.

"Don't be afraid, I, the Imperial City Jinwu, come here by appointment to protect the high-ranking people and turn the tide!"

This time, the sound almost rang around me, deafening.

Zhao Wu'an was in a trance, as if he remembered something.

Half a month ago, that teahouse at dusk.

The man, who had suffered a lot in his daily patrol work, choked up in front of him and swore an oath.

"Superior and relieved, the coming days are long, I vow to do my best to protect the peace of this imperial city, and never let those chaotic ministers and thieves think about it!"