The night rain gradually poured down, but the front of the Xuanwu Gate was still crowded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Oil-paper folding umbrellas of different forms are crowded together, like lotus leaves in Huaqing Pond, fluttering with the wind and falling with the rain......

When the last dagger in Yin Fang's hand was inserted into Black Eagle's shoulder, this battle had already made people hear the end of the ending.

Everyone, either looking down or looking up, stared at the young man in the ring without blinking, accompanied by a heart-stopping tear, the undefeated gladiators of Changle Fang were torn to pieces by the black eagle in this endless rainy night......

The wail resounded throughout the night sky, like a nightmare, and perhaps in many years, people here would wake up from the nightmare, and when they opened their eyes, they were all the hideous bloody face of the young man of the hidden guard......

There are no splendid martial arts, and there are no brilliant skills, this competition is full of barbarism and blood. In the last words of the old mountain lord, these few hours are the darkest moments at the Qionglin banquet in 10,000 years!

Yin Fang's horror before death was forever fixed on his face, and when his bloody head was held high above his head by the black eagle who was also covered in blood, at that moment, the entire imperial capital was silent......

What people find difficult to accept is that the Black Eagle can completely kill Yin Fang with one sword, but he actually threw away the scimitar in his hand and tore his body apart with his bare hands, when those nobles couldn't feel Yin Fang's breathing, Yin Fang at that time had already only half of his body left, begging for mercy and crying bitterly, weak as a dying old man, even so, the intermittent desolation still spread to every corner of Xuanwumen Square.

"You guys, are you convinced?"

Carrying Yin Fang's head, the black eagle went around to the side of the ring, where all the green forest heroes from all over Kyushu gathered together, before, it was they, when Yin Fang proposed a death match, the shouts were the most intense, but at this time, they all bowed their heads, and they didn't dare to look at the eagle-like gaze of the young man of the Hidden Martial Guard...... Even among them, the vast majority of them are too much better than Black Eagle in terms of cultivation strength!

Facts have proved that the cruelty of the hidden guards has exceeded their cognition, and they are afraid......

"Vengeance Gladiator...... Hmph!" Throwing Yin Fang's head in the rain at will, Black Eagle grimaced and smiled hoarsely: "But Er'er!"

“......”

There was a crackling rain falling, and no one in the square, including the Lord of the Mountain, went to pick up Black Hawk's words.

"You, and you!" Suddenly, Black Eagle shouted, looking a little hysterical and raised his hand to point at the spectators under the ring, and when he looked up, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the private rooms of the nobles: "Today, you will all remember anew, in those years, the entire Eastern Continent was dominated by our hidden guards!"

“......”

"Hahahaha!"

Yes, in the midst of the black eagle's continuous laughter, people suddenly recalled the depths of their memory, all the legends about the Hidden Guard, whether they were seen or heard, the ten thousand years that the human race ruled the Eastern Continent, the Hidden Guard, is indeed the biggest fear in the hearts of the people in the Eastern Continent!

"King Canglan - immortal!"

The last remaining strength broke out, the black eagle raised its head to the sky and roared, the bright place, the dark place, those hidden guards who had been suppressed for a long time, all stood up, followed the black eagle with their fists raised, roared, roared, endless anger from the darkness, and finally ignited the brightest light in the cold night, the rain kept falling, and the wind came from the north......

......

"Bang Bang!" In the clouds, the unruly applause just reached the ears of the silent Liu Bai, Beigong Yu smiled, and there was some undisguised appreciation in his eyes, "These 100 people are comparable to any 10,000-person iron cavalry in the Eastern Continent!"

"Hidden Guard...... It is the perfect gift left by the Holy Venerable to the King of Canglan!"

Liu Bai shook his head and chuckled, the slight light in his pupils took his memory far away, listening to the shouts one after another under the clouds, the smile of the old sword saint, unprecedented kindness.

Dispelling the fatigue in his heart, straightening his rickety back, the Sword Saint had tears in the corners of his eyes, as if at this moment, he returned to decades ago, the young Canglan King rode his horse and soared over the endless field, and the hidden guards were always guarding his side, when the sword in his hand pointed angrily ahead, the knife in the darkness had already dispelled all the evils in sight......

It used to be Liu Bai's sword, and it used to belong only to that era, in the hands of King Canglan - Feng Mang!

......

Jumping out of the ring, the crowd consciously parted a road, and the black eagle, who was covered in bruises, staggered a little in front of Liu Chen, raised his head, straightened his chest, and knelt on one knee......

After a long time, Liu Chen stretched out his big hand that was clenched into a fist, and let the young man in front of him use the blood from the corners of his lips to dye all the angular bones red.

"If this age is destined to be dark, then this king will definitely give you the last light, and give you - my most loyal and brave hidden warrior! Only you are the only one in this king's heart - revenge gladiators!"

"Huanghuang Canglan County, Weiwei Canglan King! The lonely mountain snow comes at night, and the dawn is light!"

"Bang dang!"

No one could interrupt the ancient ritual between Yin Wuwei and King Canglan, and he could only wait until Black Eagle stood up, and Lin Fuzi, who had a complicated complexion, slowly appeared from the platform, the gong sounded clearly, and the fat master's voice was mixed with too many sighs.

"In the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, the Qionglin Banquet Martial Arts Competition was tried, the first round, the thirteenth round - the Hidden Martial Guard Black Eagle won!"

......

"By now, His Highness should understand, eleven years older than him, and his subordinates are still happy in their hearts......"

"Well, Bengong understands, this man is worth it!" Gongsun Youzhen smiled, warm as a spring breeze.

"He is the greatest pride of his subordinates in this life!"

There is no generosity, and the brightness on the white kite's face is like the most beautiful light before dawn......

......

At noon the next day, the sky was clear, looking at the river tower, and the voices were boiling.

"Come on, come on!" The little monk in brocade clothes jumped on the square rosewood table beside him, and when the brothers looked at him, he raised his wine glass and said excitedly: "All the gentlemen drink together, congratulations to Brother Black Eagle for his successful promotion!"

"Smack!" Wu Tong, who was specialized in finding faults, interrupted the little monk's interest again, and put the wine glass still on the table, and the young master of the Sword Sect pouted, full of disdain: "Celebrate your brother's promotion, you kid will take this kind of bad wine?

“......”

But I didn't want to this time, the little monk didn't turn his face angry because of Wu Tong's choking, no, he took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms and still on the ground, and then raised his voice and scolded the bartender who was waiting in the distance: "Little Er, get here, go and get the best wine for the Buddha, the more expensive the better, if you don't greet the Buddha's brothers today, Lao Tzu Ming'er will demolish your Wangjiang Tower!"

"Okay, Buddha wait, the little one will come when he goes!"

Until the bartender walked downstairs with a smile, Liu Chen shook his head with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "I guess the little monk has won a lot this time, right?"

"That is, the odds offered by the group of fools in Changle Fang to my brother are too high, and they don't win much, just 80,000 taels!"

"Hiss......"

"Damn!"

"No wonder this kid is so generous, what kind of place is Wangjiang Tower, he also wrapped a whole floor, Lao Tzu thought that this guy's head was squeezed by the door!"

"Hahahaha, don't say much, let's eat, drink, prostitute and gamble today, Buddha and I've got it all, brothers, open up to play, it's not bad for money!" (To be continued.) )