Xuanling City.

The Xuanling City Wall, which is hundreds of zhang, is the first line of defense for the vanguard battalion of the Left Division, and once the enemy breaks through the inner city, the Black Fang Warriors of the Right Division will pour out!

They don't win more with less, on the contrary, they are against one out of ten.

How many troops the Void Rat Clan has has always been a mystery to the Star Tribe.

The wind was cold, and the streets were deserted.

Gu Qing stood alone in the middle of the street, the silk scarf around his neck fluttering in the wind, his body slowly moved forward, almost one step at a time, his expression was calm and calm.

Occasionally, a pedestrian passing by in a hurry looked at the arrogant Gu Qing in front of him in astonishment, and hid in the street shop in despair.

The gate of the East Xuanmen is closed, and the black flags on the left and right sides are displayed. The city tower is not too high, a thick hemp rope hangs down from the stone stack, and a young man with broken clothes and blood stains hangs, his bare thighs trembling in the cold wind, his eyes staring at Gu Qing who is standing on the street in the distance, and there is a smile of relief on the corner of his mouth.

The black-toothed warriors swarmed up, brushing out their daggers and surrounding Gu Qing.

The two black-toothed warriors shook their swords in the crowd and rushed forward with their teeth and claws!

The advantage of the short knife is melee combat, and the black fang samurai is armed with two swords, one hand reversing, the other hand slashing, the attack is extremely fierce, and the enemy is only broken in an instant.

Gu Qing blocked with his left fist, and forcibly broke the oncoming short blade, and the right hand bound demon rope slapped on the face of the other warrior with a "snap", and with a scream, the whole person of the black-toothed warrior fell directly backwards.

The first warrior saw Gu Qing knock down his short knife with one punch, and in a daze, he reversed the tip of the knife with his backhand and stabbed Gu Qing in the thigh!

Sou!

The head of the rope of the demon rope swirls.

It neatly wrapped around the arm of the Blackfang Guard, lifting the screaming warrior into the air, and flung it away with full elasticity, and the person had gradually turned into a small black dot.

"I, Gu Qing, have studied art for three years, and I only have two senior brothers, one surnamed Bai and the other surnamed Lan. ”

Although his walking posture was slow, his body was full of an evil aura, which was an innate aura and an unwavering determination.

He walked forward step by step, as if there was no one around.

The black-toothed warrior saw that he repelled two of them with his moves, and the strange rope that was so terrifying that he retreated in panic, looking at each other, and no one dared to act rashly.

"I'm going to take him away now, whoever has any doubts, just come up. ”

Gu Qing's left fist was clenched, and his right hand was holding the demon rope, and his tone was cold and ruthless.

He stood in the crowd, dressed in white, the wound on his right arm was spilling blood, bright red, he seemed to be like a fierce and vicious Vajra god, no one dared to speak, and no one dared to approach.

Although Gu Qing is a stubborn rotten wood, he has an incomparably hard iron stone in his heart.

He came to save people, not to die.

Seeing Gu Qing's momentum so brave, the black-toothed warriors felt a little furious in their hearts, they could fight to the death in the face of a group of tribal enemies, but they didn't have the courage to face a young man in thin clothes and terrifying momentum.

Gu Qing had already walked to the city wall of Dongxuanmen, glanced up at Senior Brother Bai, and saw that his arms and thighs were full of sword wounds, he gritted his teeth, and said solemnly: "Can you go?"

Bai Xingchen's hands and feet were tied to hemp rope at this time, hanging in the air and shaking, his eyes were lonely, but his mood was very excited: "I knew that you couldn't bear to leave me." ”

"Jinguang Daxian and Beihai Divine Fist, one less will feel very awkward. ”

"Aren't you afraid of losing your head?"

"You'd rather cut off a finger and save me, what am I afraid of if I lose my head? I can just take off the Qiankun lock, and the days will be much easier in the future. ”

The corners of Bai Xingchen's mouth were slightly raised, and he was silent, as if he had feelings.

Yes, it is indeed reluctant to say that Gu Qing is in love with him, and he bullied him a lot in the Golden Light Cave...... But the righteousness between the same door is indeed much more precious than life for Gu Qing.

"The courage of these two is admirable. ”

Suddenly there was applause behind him.

Dozens of withered yellow fallen leaves fluttered overhead, trembling slightly, each leaf split into four at the same time, and the broken leaves in the sky were messy in the wind, and none of them were complete.

Gu Qing immediately felt that within a radius of ten zhang, he was surrounded by a cold murderous aura.

Seven thin men in black carried their hands behind their backs, and their movements were lined up in unison, like zombies that had just crawled out of a mass grave, looking at the two brothers with expressionless faces.

The Black Fang warriors scattered one after another, three layers inside and three layers outside, guarding the exits of the streets and alleys, and the entire street of Dongxuanmen was surrounded by heavy sieges, and it was difficult to fly.

One of them had a sneer in his eyes, and he always had a haughty look on his face, it was Xu Yancheng, a third-generation disciple of the Huanshan Sword Palace.

Gu Qing clenched his left fist and said coldly, "Senior Brother Bai, did he hurt you?"

"Haha, will Lao Tzu be afraid of him if he fights alone? Don't tease, okay! Ahem!" Bai Xingchen laughed, the wound on his body was in sharp pain, coughing again and again, his face was weak and pale, obviously suffering internal injuries.

Xu Yancheng sneered: "You Beihai Evil Dao dare to cause trouble in Xuanling City, do you really think that Huanshan Sword Palace is vegetarian?"

"Of course, the land of the Holy Spirit in the wasteland is the authentic practice of the Xianmen, but it's a pity that the swordsmanship has not been practiced at home, and the cheeky ability has also learned a lot!

Gu Qing's spirit flickered, he no longer had the patience to talk nonsense with Xu Yancheng.

Luo Zhengfeng stood aside, his face sank, and he snorted coldly: "It's hard to die when you die!"

"My fists are harder!"

Gu Qing's spirit swept away, and his indifferent eyes were like the snow on the coast of the North Sea.

The demon rope waved the rope in the air, swaying from side to side, just waiting for Gu Qing's mind to come up, and first pounced on Luo Zhengfeng to tie it into a dumpling.

Xu Yancheng's face changed, he had learned the magic power of the demon rope, he had heard of the ancient treasure of this holy ring hall, but he had never seen it with his own eyes, how could it appear in Gu Qing's hands, he was not good at guessing.

There's only one way, it's impossible for you to tie up all seven Sword Sect disciples, right?

Yes, there are a lot of people.

The sword light shimmered, and seven short swords that flashed with a cold light immediately appeared in his hand.

The seven figures suddenly leaped forward, ranking the positions of Tiangang Beidou, but it was the broken army, Wuqu, Lian Zhen, and Wenqu in the back, and Lu Cun, the giant gate, and the greedy wolf in front, this kind of dead knot in the back, and the position of the birth gate in front made Gu Qing surprised, no wonder Senior Brother Bai's nine-star flying sword array couldn't resist the sunset sword array.

"Civil and military double-curved, don't move in Qianyang!"

Xu Yancheng let out a soft roar, the sword flowers were colorful and staggered, the sunset cross sword danced the "giant gate", and the sword qi like the wind swept away the leaves and attacked Gu Qing directly!

The disciples of Huanshan Sword Palace are bent on washing away the shame they suffered in the Duwei Mansion, as a famous member of the royal family, how can they endure the provocation of the crooked sect of Beihai?

How could the reputation of the Wasteland Holy Land be lost in the hands of three generations of disciples? If it reached the ears of the four major sword sects of the Xingmang Continent, they would simply find a piece of tofu and kill their heads.

Gu Qing didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and the demon rope went away in response, the civil and military double song, right? It actually knew the direction of the stars of Tiangang Beidou, and flew over with a "whoosh", directly tying up Luo Zhengfeng of Wuqu Gate and pressing him to the ground.

Beihai God Fist, one shot!

Gu Qing's iron fist went straight to the Wenqu star position!

This disciple of Huanshan Sword Palace didn't know what to do, and the sword light was facing the wind, but he never dreamed that Gu Qing would stick to him tightly, and would rather take a sword from him.

He, is he a madman? The disciple was slightly stunned, and the sword light had already deviated from Gu Qing's throat.

Burst!

With a muffled sound, Gu Qing's iron fist seemed to be smashed on a ripe watermelon, and the head of the disciple of the Wenqu Star Rank was immediately blown apart, and his liver and brain were smeared!

Gu Qing's arm was not long enough, how could a fist hit his head if it wasn't close to his body?

The faces of the remaining five disciples changed drastically, and they immediately reversed their formations and moved their positions to each other.

It stands to reason that after the lack of the star gate, the Beidou Sword Formation will be in chaos, but the Huanshan Sword Palace is not a fuel-efficient lamp, because although this array is arranged according to the star position of Tiangang Beidou, the formation is called "Sunset Cross Ecstasy Sword Formation".

The sword sect disciples were staggered, and their formations suddenly changed, and they actually overlapped the cross sword qi together, forming an incomparably thick sword qi light network, like a labyrinth of alternating vertical and horizontal, quickly surrounding Gu Qing.

Rumble!

Gu Qing snorted.

A deep footprint was grinding out on the ground, and the dust was flying, as if there was an invisible rope behind him that dragged Gu Qing's body over.

The five figures scattered in all directions, their toes connected several times on the city wall, and flew down in the fallen leaves and dust, the sword qi overlapped, and the sword net reappeared!

The moment when the fist wind and sword qi were handed over, it was destined to be a contest between the Xuanmen Five Elements Sect and the Tribal Holy Land.

Bai Xingchen was frightened and struggled desperately, trying to break off the rope that bound him.

He couldn't watch Senior Brother Gu fight hard for himself, but he had no choice but to watch with wide eyes.

"The surname is Gu! As long as you tie your hands and arrest you, I won't die around you!"

Xu Yancheng knew that Gu Qing's Xuanmen Technique was not trivial, this pair of iron fists was unbreakable, if he could outwit it, it would definitely be much easier than a strong attack.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand Gu Qing's temper.

Gu Qing yelled: "Let go of your shit! Lao Tzu is worried that he will be crazy and will not be able to contain his fists and feet!"

He actually flew up and met the sword qi flying in the sky!

The anger boiled, and the sword aura was sluggish.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, everyone understands this truth, Gu Qing saw Xu Yancheng's position, and his innate Xuan Qi thought of it, forcing the sword qi of the Sword Sect disciple to retreat, and suddenly he made a mistake, with the help of the running speed of the Flying Marmoset Clan, clenched his fists, King Kong roared angrily, and slammed into Xu Yancheng.

Lao Tzu is not even afraid of death, is he still afraid of you rats!

The Xuan Qi on his arm turned around for a week, faintly flowing backwards.

Xuanmen Dan God?

Gu Qing gritted his teeth, Lao Tzu will die with you today!

Ding!

This is not the sound of sword qi breaking through the air, nor is it the whistling sound of fist wind.

I saw that the bodies of the six disciples of the Huanshan Sword Palace were suspended in mid-air, not moving.

They were like kites pulled by silk threads, their limbs kept their stiff movements, their frightened eyes staring blankly at the fallen leaves on their faces and noses, and their hearts suspended in the waves of the vast sea.

Gu Qing's left fist was only four or five feet away from Xu Yancheng, and he couldn't advance for half a minute, he originally wanted to use the true qi of the Xuanmen Dan God to directly suck Xu Yancheng's spiritual power dry, but he stood stupidly in place inexplicably, and the air around him froze for a moment, and his anger seemed to gradually subside.

This, what does this mean?

Who's kidding?

He felt a faint smell of sandalwood in his nostrils, waving in the wind and filling the street.

A woman in purple suddenly appeared on the street of Dongxuanmen, her figure was erratic, her hair was lightly brushed, like a floating and lingering cloud, and her demeanor was elegant.

She put her slender wrist in the void a little, only to hear Bai Xingchen's cry, the hemp rope broke in two, and his body fell to the foot of the city wall, causing him to cramp his hands and feet, and his teeth and claws danced.

It was none other than Qiu Meng's wife, Xiao Yao's uncle Cheng Canglan.

Cheng Canglan pointed at Bai Xingchen and smiled faintly: "Brother Gu, is this your senior brother?"

As soon as Gu Qing wanted to reply, a small hand quietly stretched out from behind him, and shook in front of his eyes, and a slim girl suddenly appeared, winked at Gu Qing, and said with a smile: "How is it?