The day of the decisive battle has finally arrived.

When.

At this time, the sky was full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

The earth is miserable.

It was as if heaven and earth were also sensing the impending decisive battle.

Wang Yu had already issued martial law, strictly prohibiting ordinary people from going out to watch the decisive battle on this day.

The battle of the Great Grandmaster was earth-shattering.

Ordinary people are not even qualified to watch the battle.

Without the power of protection, the aftermath of the battle threatens to crush them.

Luoyang City is a famous city in the world, and the business is prosperous, but on this day, all the people are closed doors and windows, and all the Qinglou hotels are closed in advance.

The entire Luoyang City was silent, and all the people gathered outside the Luoyang City Gate, ready to watch the decisive battle.

The guards on the city wall of Luoyang were all replaced by the elite of the army.

All the commanding heights are occupied by the sharpshooters in the army.

Six doors poured out, and the four famous catchers came together to maintain order.

Yan Yun's eighteen cavalry led two hundred elites, equipped with secret crossbow arrows, and stood by at any time under Luoyang City.

Sunflower Ancestor didn't come, the more this time, the more he needed to sit in the palace.

Shi Zhixuan didn't come either, I don't know how many martial artists came today, there was no Shi Zhixuan sitting in the court, Wang Yu was not at ease.

Huang Shang did not appear, and at this time, Wang Yu did not want to expose Huang Shang's identity as the national teacher of the new dynasty.

Of course, Song Que was not there, he was still leading troops to fight in the south.

But Wang Yu was sure that the strength in his hands at this time was enough to suppress everyone present.

Luoyang City is Wang Yu's territory.

No one can deny this.

In Luoyang City. Even if the Great Grandmaster came in person, Wang Yu was absolutely sure that he would be killed on the spot.

Under the Imperial City. Comfortable stands have already been set up to entertain distinguished guests who come to watch the game.

But more people. You are not qualified to sit in the stands.

Under the imperial city of Luoyang, it was crowded with warriors from all over the world, regardless of the south, east and west. From Dali in the south to the grassland in the north, there are strong people who come to watch the battle.

They sat on the ground without regard to their identities, quietly waiting for the coming of the great war.

This is a martial arts event, and it is also a national game.

Fu Cailin is the patron saint of Goguryeo, and this battle is won or lost, between Goguryeo and the new dynasty. It will never die.

In the stands, there are historians of major forces splashing ink, recording the guests who watched the battle, leaving it for future generations to circulate.

Wang Yu and Wan Wan sat in the center of the stands.

Wan Wan finally got "Northern Shengong" and "Lingbo Weibu" before the decisive battle, and did not miss this battle.

Today's Wan Wan is still white-clothed and barefoot, with a face that captivates the country and the city. For the first time, it was exposed to the world without disguise.

On this occasion, the only person who can accompany Wang Yu can be Wan Wan, and there is no other candidate.

Behind Wang Yu. Straight stood a very ordinary man.

He has an ordinary face and an ordinary temperament, and there is nothing unusual on his body.

But. Everyone knows that he will not be an ordinary person.

Today Wang Yu's side. There was no Grand Master to escort him, only Wan Wan was by his side. The man stood behind him.

To say that he is an ordinary person is simply insulting the intelligence of others.

Concubine Xuan also arrived, and she arrived with a monk.

Each generation of Cihang Jingzhai is a peerless beauty, and where they stand, everyone's eyes will be on them.

But today, this monk is by the side of Shi Fei Xuan, and no one will ignore him.

His peerless elegance is not inferior to the concubine who has captivated the country and the city.

"Miao Monk" has no flowers, and the contemporary heir of Cihang Jingzhai came together, the meaning of which is thought-provoking.

Li Shenzhou had already arrived, and he was sitting in the stands, smiling, looking at the crowd carefully.

Invite Yue and Lian Xing were also in the stands, the moment Shi Concubine Xuan appeared, Invite Yue's eyes suddenly became murderous, and Lian Xing on the side said a word in Invite Yue's ear, and Invite Yue temporarily extinguished her fighting spirit.

Today, none of them are the protagonists.

All the people present today, no matter how valuable their identities are and how huge their power is, they are nothing compared to Fu Cailin and Zhu Yuyan, who are about to fight.

"The 'Queen of the Shadows' appeared. "Those who are qualified to come to watch the battle are not ordinary people, and they are far better than ordinary people in their eyes, and they soon discovered Zhu Yuyan's existence.

At the top of the imperial city, Luoyang City Tower, Zhu Yuyan appeared out of thin air and stood in the wind.

Zhu Yuyan, who was wearing a long black dress, stood with her hands in her hands, her crystal clear eyes looked into the distance, no sorrow or joy, and only left an infinitely beautiful figure for the heroes under the city.

I wish Yuyan, the "Queen of Yin" of the Demon Gate, a glorious life.

But today's battle, on the top of this imperial city, must be her most glorious moment.

In the distance, a cold swordsman dressed in white looked at Zhu Yuyan at this time, full of fighting spirit.

The husband should be like this, holding the sword in his hand, and ask the world, who is competing.

It's just that this is not his battlefield.

But one day, I will also stand on the top of the Imperial City and have a duel with a worthy opponent who is destined to be famous for eternity.

In this situation, in addition to practicing swords and Sun Xiuqing, he had a strong impulse for the first time in his heart.

Zhu Yuyan's eyes moved downward, looking down at the heroes under the city, and said lightly: "Hasn't Fu Cailin come yet?"

Everyone was silent.

Fu Cailin has already responded to the battle, but no one knows when it will appear or whether it will appear.

Luoyang City is Zhu Yuyan's home field.

Fu Cailin should know this very clearly.

"After waiting for a long time, the old man met an old friend and came one step late. At that moment, a voice came to mind in the distance, but everyone felt like they were speaking in their own ears.

The group of heroes looked at the voice when they came, and at the horizon, there were two old men with fairy wind bones, who were leisurely walking in the direction of Luoyang.

It's just that it seems to be a leisurely walk, but in the blink of an eye, it has already come to the stands.

"It's actually 'Yijian Master' and 'Sanzhenren' coming together. Someone exclaimed.

Seeing the two people who appeared in the stands, Wang Yu's face remained unchanged, but a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Ning Dodge. It's really a dog skin plaster.

"'Sanzhenren', you're really nosy. Wang Yu said sarcastically.

Ning Daoqi Eguan Bo Belt. The face is ancient and elegant, and a pair of eyes. It is like two deep pools, with insight into the mystery between the universe.

When every person who has achieved martial arts sees Ning Daoqi, the words "the unity of heaven and man" will appear in their hearts.

This legendary first person in the Daomen, although many people question that he is not necessarily stronger than Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, but seeing him with his own eyes, Wang Yu still has to admit that this is indeed a strong opponent.

His combat power may not be outrageous among the great grandmasters, but his realm is only afraid that it is still above the evil king Shi Zhixuan and the heavenly sword Song Que. The great master that Wang Yu saw. There is only Huang Shang to compare.

Of course, in the real life-and-death struggle, Ning Daoqi may not be the opponent of Shi Zhixuan and Song Que.

Realm does not represent combat power.

"Poor Dao just wants the world to have less killing, more peace. Ning Daoqi smiled indifferently.

"Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law, and chivalry violates the prohibition with martial arts. Ning Zhenren really wants to live forever in the world, why not abandon his martial arts and return to nature?" Li Shenzhou suddenly said sarcastically.

Ning Daoqi is the thickest thigh among Li Shimin's supporters, and Li Shimin's name was obtained by Ning Daoqi.

Helping the world and the people. It is Ning Daoqi's expectation of Li Shimin.

And Li Shimin and Li Shenzhou have a lot of filth in Chang'an City, and there is no possibility of reconciliation between the two at all.

Therefore, although Li Shenzhou knew that Ning Daoqi was a great master, he still spoke sarcastically.

Ning Daoqi faced Li Shenzhou's provocation. Still smiled and said, "Although the old Tao is not talented, he has this martial arts." can still do his part for the people in the world. ”

Li Shenzhou pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.

The world is alive. When do you need to be represented?

It's just that on this occasion, there is no need to fight with Ning Daoqi.

Today's highlight. Not them.

Wang Yu took his eyes off Ning Daoqi and looked at today's protagonist.

Fu Cailin has a strange and ugly appearance that is by no means handsome.

His face was unusually long, and all the features on it were flaws that no one wanted to have, more like they were all crowded into a pile, which made his forehead look particularly high, his chin was slender and a little cumbersome, and the curved and folded bridge of his nose was unusually tall and huge, making his eyes and mouth even smaller than ever, but fortunately there was a long black hair draped over his shoulders, which reconciled the incongruity between broad shoulders and narrow face, otherwise it would be even more awkward and weird.

"Fu Cailin?" Wang Yu asked.

Fu Cailin nodded, looking at Wang Yu as if he were looking at a stone, without the slightest anger, as if he didn't know that Fu Junwu died at Wang Yu's hands.

"Master Zhu is waiting for you. Wang Yu didn't talk any more nonsense.

"I hope you don't go to Goguryeo like your father. Fu Cailin said lightly.

Wang Mang's three expeditions to Goguryeo were all resisted by Fu Cailin's troops, and the national strength was consumed in vain.

Fu Cailin's remarks were obviously sarcastic about Wang Yu.

How could Fu Cailin be indifferent to the death of his beloved disciple.

A sneering smile hung on the corner of Wang Yu's mouth, and he said, "Don't worry, a small Goguryeo, the land of projectiles, is not worth my personal expedition." Moreover, even if I really drive the royal expedition, I may not be able to see you. When you are old, you have to serve the old, and if you are weak, you have to recuperate, you have to bear the glory of the country, the dignity of the teacher, be careful that your life is lost today, Goguryeo will be torn apart immediately. ”

Since he is destined to be an enemy, Wang Yu will no longer waste his feelings to express his kindness.

Fu Cailin had already reached the state of mind of Gujing Wubo, and was indifferent to Wang Yu's provocation, but just glanced at Wang Yu deeply, and then let out a long roar, soaring into the sky, almost instantly, it was already on par with Luoyang City.

Fu Yulin's open eyes stared at Zhu Yuyan without blinking, the world-famous Yi sword was already in his hand, without a scabbard, four feet five inches long, two inches wide, the sword body was glowing with glowing blue light, the handle and gauntlet were covered with snail patterns, and the shape was elegant and ancient.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and only Yijian occupied everyone's sight. (To be continued......)