An unknown battle broke out on a secluded street, and seven rainbows flew out of the wooden box in Mu Nanfeng's hand to meet the thirteen plums cultivated by the Yu family.

The seven women formed a sword formation, which was as solid as gold, and no matter how many attacks the seven Changhong had attacked, they couldn't break through.

Mu Nanfeng sat down cross-legged and took out the guqin from the wooden box, the seven women couldn't help but change their faces greatly, everyone in the world knew that Mu Nanfeng only had a rainbow in the box, but no one knew that there was a guqin in his box.

But when they thought of the woman who had died fifteen years ago, they were relieved, yes! That woman was a luthier, and it would be strange if her brother could not play the harp!

When several people recalled in their thoughts, the sound of the piano had already sounded, and the sound was like the confrontation between two armies on the battlefield, just a piano sound, but it depicted the majestic scene in the battlefield, shouting and killing!

Seven rainbows flew in the sky, fused and turned into one, heading directly towards the seven women.

Rumble.....

It was as if an incomparably strong city wall had been shattered, and with a muffled snort, the sword formation formed by the seven women was broken, and they all took a step back backwards, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

Changhong returned to Mu Nanfeng's side and revolved around him, at this time Mu Nanfeng was completely immersed in the sound of the qin, and his hands jumped on the qinxuan.

The robe moved without the wind, and the hair flew flying.

The faces of the seven women were solemn, if all the thirteen plum blossoms arrived today, they would naturally be able to fight with each other for life and death, but now there are only seven of them, and I am afraid that they will not be able to leave this street today.

It's just that as a dead soldier cultivated by Yu Qiang, he has already forgotten about death, but he can't go to that battlefield, for fear that it will be affected by the chess game of the current Holy Emperor.

Swish......

The shocking rainbow came, like a general who killed the enemy in the battlefield, Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the momentum was amazing.

The seven women formed a formation again, but they were not holding on, but attacking!

Thirteen Mei, the dead soldier cultivated by the ancestor of the Yu family, was able to fight with the gun fairy back then, although today's Thirteen Mei is no longer what it used to be, but the founder has not changed, if they are given time, no one dares to say that they will not reproduce the glory of the Thirteen Mei back then.

It's just that today's thirteen plums are destined to break, but it is unknown how many will be broken by Mu Nanfeng.

......

Outside the palace, in front of the gate of the Han Wu City, a ragged beggar appeared here at some point, he sat on the ground, his jaw supported with his hands, his eyes closed, and there was a sound of snoring.

On top of the high walls around him, I don't know how many arrows and crossbows are aimed at this beggar who suddenly appeared here, and he can enter the palace as if he is in a no-man's land, in this river and lake, not many people can do it.

I don't know who it was, the bow and crossbow in my hand were not properly held, and an arrow suddenly headed towards the old beggar, but when the arrow was not close to the old beggar, it was blocked by an invisible force, as if it had shot against an invisible wall.

But when the first arrow was shot, one by one the arrows fell like a shower of rain, and all the arrows in the sky went towards the old beggar, but all of them were like the first arrows, and they could not go further.

The old beggar seemed to be awakened, and raised his head to look at the arrows around him, only to see him wave his hand, and the arrows scattered and flew out, where they came from and where they went, and all the people on the city wall died, and the blood stained the red wall even redder.

The next moment, the originally closed Hanwu Gate in front of him slowly opened, and an old man appeared in the city gate with his body bent, and then walked towards the old beggar step by step with slow steps.

"I thought you were dead". The old man spoke, as if he was talking to someone he knew!

The old beggar got up and looked at the old man, his messy hair was blown to the back of his head by the wind, and a face that made Bai Sheng familiar and unfamiliar appeared in front of the old man, he said slowly with a self-deprecating smile: "If you die, your heart is dead, and you will naturally die." ”

The old man said, "Why are you still here when you are dead? ”

"I also want to go down to accompany her, fifteen years, let her wait too long, but today I want to seek justice for her, and then repay someone's favor. The old beggar looked at the sky and said slowly!

"Seed Liangren, fifteen years ago, you couldn't get it back, so you could only leave with her corpse, and you can't get it back today, so you can only leave with your own corpse in the end. The old man's eyes were like poisonous snakes, and with a cold gaze, he looked at the old beggar and said coldly.

"It's been so long, so long, I've forgotten it. The old beggar retracted his gaze, and the next moment the whole person suddenly changed, his hair was flying, the clothes on his body were windless, and he slowly said, "My name is Lao Gai now." ”

The voice fell, and when he stepped out, the bluestone under his feet shattered, and when he stepped out, the earth cracked, and cracks appeared in the surrounding city walls.

"Old horseman, today Lao Tzu plucked your skin."

The old man was Dahe, with shock, fear, and disbelief in his eyes.

It's just that on this day, the seed man who was the number one on the list of the land died that year, but a man named Lao Gai appeared here, and he stepped out of the broken mirror in three steps to become a great grandmaster, and the battle will be shocking to the world!

"Xiao Baisheng, leave these people to me!"

He was laughing.

......

In Yanbo City of the Jin Kingdom, the battle finally began, the battle between Xuan Baifeng and Liu Shisan, as if continuing the battle many years ago, the two fought with all their might, and the flying swords in the sky shocked the world.

Liu Thirteen stepped on a sword, and then a sword changed by thousands, forming a huge sword formation, heading towards Xuan Baifeng.

Xuan Baifeng's beautiful eyes were like swords, and her jade hands were holding a white long sword, only to see that she took herself as the head of the sword, and thousands of flying swords behind her body, turned into a sword dragon, and headed towards Liu Shisan's sword array.

Sword light, still sword light, flying sword or flying sword.

The whole heaven and earth seemed to be left with only flying swords, iron swords, under the control of the two of them, intertwined, and the clouds in the sky were all cut apart.

The mountains in Yanbo City began to collapse one after another, and the two of them walked with their swords, flying above the clouds of the Nine Heavens, and then fighting between the mountains and rivers.

It's just that the flying sword passed, and everything was destroyed, and the two of them seemed to be not dividing between high and low at this moment, but between life and death.

On the wall of Yanbo City, an old man looked at the battlefield of the two, his brows furrowed, and the long sword he was carrying behind him was making one sword sound after another, as if he was about to come out of his sheath to participate in that big battle.

The old man patted the sword behind him and whispered: "They all have old arms and legs, and they are still compared to young people, just look at it, just look at it." ”

The sword let out a low roar, as if in response to the old man, and then the sound of the sword disappeared, and the sword fell silent.

"If he doesn't die, I think the three of us should still be like we used to be!"

The old man said slowly, then shook his head and laughed at himself.

The big war ahead continues.

......

Daomen, bamboo hut, this uncle did not drink for the first time, but sat upright, looking at the sky, his eyes seemed to penetrate the layers of clouds and mist, and fell on the place he wanted to see.

An old man beside him didn't know when he appeared, looking up like him, and at the same time touching the snow-white beard, like an old man watching a play!

"Does my brother drink?"

"Don't drink anymore!"

"What's wrong?

"Borrowed. ”

"Why?"

"Maybe I'm enlightened. ”

"Then you realize, I'll go and take your wine. ”

The little uncle didn't speak, closed his eyes and didn't move, the old man looked at his junior brother, and finally showed a smile of relief.

"Did the master see it? The little junior brother is beginning to enlighten, and I should leave. ”

Heaven and earth change color, clouds gather and disperse, scattered and gathered, the flowers and plants under the enlightened little master and uncle seem to pass in the years, growing in an instant, but the next moment they begin to slowly wither, and finally turn into a pinch of loess, but the next moment a pearl of buds drills out of the soil, slowly grows into flowers and plants, and so on.

It's been going on and on!

It's like a reincarnation, life and death, death and death, life and death, reincarnation is endless!

......

At the foot of Wusheng Mountain, a black iron rod smashed down in the air, causing the earth to shake, and the iron egg was smashed into a deep pit, but the next moment it jumped out of the deep pit, with a sincere smile, patting the dust on his body.

"This body of flesh is really worthy of smashing!"

Sun Tiantian spat at the mouth of his hand, his eyes were full of excitement, he tore off his clothes, raised the black iron rod in his hand, and landed on the iron egg again and again.

The earthquake shook and shook, like two humanoid monsters fighting, and Wusheng Mountain was smashed and trembled.

At this time, on the top of Wusheng Mountain, an old man was playing chess alone, but the chess pieces that had fallen on the chess game were shaking, but no matter how they vibrate, in the end, those chess pieces could not leave the same place.

"It's not easy to take root and leave if you want to break the chess game!"

As soon as the son fell, the entire Martial Saint Mountain returned to calm, no matter how fierce the battle below was, the entire Martial Saint Mountain was unmoved.

......

In Tai'an City, the battle of the guillotine became more and more intense, and the corpses were lying on the ground, and the blood gathered into a small river, flowing in all directions along the bluestone, and the smell of blood filled the entire street.

It's just that so many people don't want to block or save the prisoner cart for life and death, but the prisoner cart has been moving, slowly leaning towards the guillotine, the three generals on the horse or the white tiger have never moved, and the elite soldiers behind him have been around the prisoner cart, and no one has ever touched the prisoner cart.

"Li Hu, the general of the deceased Chu, will wear a guillotine strap. ”

The 1,000-essence soldier surrounded the entire guillotine, and Li Hu was escorted out of the prisoner cart to the center of the guillotine, where a naked butcher with a nine-ring machete stood behind Li Hu.

The sun in the sky has slowly moved to the center, and there is less than half a cup of tea left, which is three o'clock in the afternoon!

Zhao Changbing in the teahouse finally moved, a spear was like a dragon, directly past the side of the seamled man, pierced through the teahouse and headed towards the guillotine, when he crossed by the seamled man, he saw the other party laughing, laughing so distressing!

"It's coming"

When the three generals saw a man with a gun breaking through the wall and coming towards here, they knew that the Lord of the day was beginning to appear.

Chen Hou, who was riding a white tiger and was known as the Tiger King, immediately made a move, and the tiger under him pounced towards Zhao Changbing with a roar.

The tiger is the king of beasts, and Chen Hou has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, making the already fierce white tiger even more ferocious.

Zhao Changbing shook his spear and fought directly with Chen Hou.

Chen Hou held a big axe and slashed it with an axe, and the white tiger beside him immediately tore it over.

Zhao Changbing is now firmly in the realm of hermits, and his cultivation is unfathomable, forcing Chen Hou back with just one shot, and at the same time kicking the white tiger away.

Chen Hou landed in the distance, looked at the other party with a grin and said, "The overlord gun is worthy of its name!"

"Chen Hou?"

"It's General Ben. ”

When Bai Sheng saw Zhao Changbing who appeared, he couldn't help but be excited, Uncle Zhao was really here.

"Xiao Baisheng, protect the Dharma for me. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Bai Sheng didn't ask any questions, the purple sandalwood sword was immediately unsheathed, and the breath was outside, Zhou Xiu looked at this apprentice of his in surprise, it turned out that he was already so strong.

The wooden box behind him had been placed in front of him, sitting cross-legged on the ground, a guqin appeared, stretched out his hands, fluctuated the qin xuan, and the sound of the qin immediately began to sound.

At the same time, an invisible force spread out to the surroundings, and those soldiers who had been fighting could not help but feel a burst of their whole bodies when they heard the sound of the piano, and an infinite power grew in their bodies.

Yu Chidi and Ye Heng, who were in the rear, couldn't help but change their faces when they heard the sound of the qin, and immediately looked at the sound of the qin.

"It's Zhou Xiu. ”

"Kill him"

The two of them shouted at the same time, and immediately dismounted and came towards this place, to kill him.

"If you want to kill my second master, you have to step on me. ”

Zhao Changbing laughed, full of spirits, and the whole person directly blocked the three generals of the Eastern Han Dynasty, with one enemy and three, no, with two against three.

The seamstress in the tea shop didn't make a move, but he kept an eye on the battlefield.

Although the three of them were blocked by Zhao Changbing alone, those black snake people came here, Bai Sheng's face was as usual, and he shook the red sandalwood in his hand.

Bite......

Suddenly, another piano sounded, but the sound of the piano did not sound here, but in the entire Tai'an City, Zhou Xiu, who heard the sound of the piano, turned his head to look at the nine-story tower, as if he could see a white-haired woman stroking the qin.

"Master"

"This is Grandmaster Yu stroking the qin!"

"It's a good sound. ”

If the sound of Zhou Xiu's piano is like a stream, then at this time, Concubine Yu's piano sound is like the vast ocean, the waves are monstrous, and the entire Tai'an City is flooded like a tide.

In the palace, the Holy Emperor's face suddenly changed when he heard the sound of the piano, and then he slapped his palm on the table in front of him, instantly splitting it apart.

"What a great grandmaster of Changle Mansion. ”

In Yu Mansion, Yu Qiang suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Changle Mansion, his face changed slightly, and then he smiled bitterly.

"The chess game is messed up. ”

On that secluded street, the faces of the seven women were extremely pale, and the hand holding the sword was even more bloody, but Mu Nanfeng, who was playing the qin on the street, was also uncomfortable, only to see that his ten fingers were already bloody, but the long rainbow was still shining.

And just after the sound of the piano that resounded throughout Tai'an City, Mu Nanfeng was suddenly very excited, the internal force that had been thirsty in his body was actually recovering at a very fast speed, he looked at the direction of Changle Mansion, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Sister did you hear it, the old man is playing the piano for us." ”

Changhong became more radiant at this moment, and the faces of the seven women became even paler, and when they heard the sound of the piano, they knew that they had lost the battle today.

"Haha, today I, Mu Nanfeng, will cut your seven plum blossoms first, I want to see how many plums there are in that Yu Qiang. ”

Changhong suddenly walked towards the seven women, only to see Changhong passing by, the seven women showed unwillingness, but the next moment their eyebrows began to flow blood.

Thirteen plum blossoms, seven of which were broken by Mu Nanfeng.

The plum blossoms that bloomed in Yufu suddenly fell a little, drifting in the wind and not knowing where they went, Yu Qiang looked at the plum blossoms and sighed.

"It's time to come, it's still coming. ”