Fuyu Guoqing Mansion, it was early in the morning, and the city gate was not opened, but several good horses also gathered here at the exit of the door, it was Liu Yifan and his party who were ready to meet the Shenzhou Continent, as for Jian Chen's finding his father this time, of course he wanted to stay. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom, boom"

In the silence of the street, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at each other, and a large group of cavalry arrived.

Liu Yifan also looked at this group of Buyeo soldiers, and was a little curious, could it be that they came to them?

"Healing"

A tall white horse came to the front, riding a middle-aged man, dressed in military uniform, with a long sword at his waist, and his appearance exuded a faint majesty, I saw him strangle the reins, dismounted and walked in front of everyone, and said with a hearty smile, "Hahaha, everyone, I am the lord of Buyeo, and I came to see you off"

Liu Yifan saw that this person made a special trip to send it, and it was estimated that there was nothing good, so he watched with interest as he walked to the nameless.

"Oh, it turned out to be the Holy King, hello, I'm Nameless, thank you Holy King for coming to see you off" Nameless said.

"Click"

Behind the Holy King, there were several people who had fallen off the horse, and the momentum was raging behind him, his eyes were frivolous, his face showed a little contempt, and he was mixed with hatred, and swept over everyone wantonly, and when he saw Liu Yifan in a pink dress, he took a few more looks.

Liu Yifan took a look at it and said in his heart, "This group of people, it is estimated that it is not as simple as seeing them off, there must be something, or let's see what tricks he plays."

Qingdu City under the night is extremely quiet, the night breeze blows, with a hint of coolness, the city gate is covered with torches, the flames are blown by the wind whirring, at the city gate, hundreds of ironclad soldiers have arrived behind the Holy King, and they have pressed the hilt of the knife on their waists, and the people who come are not good.

When the Holy King heard what the nameless said, a smile appeared on his face, and he said sincerely, "Hehe, the myth of martial arts, the nameless demeanor is really outstanding, the aura is extraordinary, I am fortunate to see it today, it is really exciting."

"Holy King, I have also traveled to Shenzhou, and I have considerable admiration for the mythology of martial arts, nameless, I want to ask you for a few tricks" The person who spoke was about 40 years old, with a rough appearance, especially a big black mole at the corner of his mouth, and a black and shiny inch-long coarse hair on the mole.

"I don't know Your Excellency's name?" Nameless said lightly, he also saw what the Holy King had in mind, that is, to find someone to compete in martial arts and steal moves, which is a common thing in martial arts.

Liu Yifan looked at it, smiled, and looked at this person, who really looked a little majestic, burly and strong.

"Rong Ba, don't be rude" The Holy King pretended to be a gesture, but he played a trick.

The meaning was so obvious that even Long Er saw what this person was thinking, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Nameless looked, since it was still early, and the horse didn't dare to run too fast at this time, it was better to compare with this holy king's people, paced in front of the holy king, and said with a smile, "Hehe, since that's the case, I'll let the apprentice grandson compare with your general."

When Rong Ba heard this, he was furious, and immediately drew his sword and spoke viciously to each other, saying angrily, "Nameless!

The Holy King looked at it, but he was in a hurry, and said, "General Rong, don't talk nonsense"

Long Er also stepped forward, walked to the nameless side, looked at the somewhat angry Rong Ba, and said, "Rong Ba, my master's internal strength is profound, and his moves are even more exquisite, he is kindly afraid of hurting you, you are definitely not the enemy of one move, it is better to defeat me first and then challenge my master."

Liu Yifan also smiled when he heard Long Er's words, watching how Rong Ba stepped down, he had been roasted on the fire, and he had to be ashamed of being cheeky, after all, there were so many people from Fuyu Country on the side, and secondly, Liu Yifan was also very strange, this dignified king of a country would actually come to send a nameless, which was really a bit unusual.

Rong Ba's face turned red with anger when he heard what Long Er said, and he said in a deep voice, "Okay, I will meet you, the nameless high apprentice grandson"

As Rong Ba spoke, he walked to the opposite side of the dragon with a very steady pace, and the nameless saint king got out of the way at the same time and drew a circle for the two.

"General Rong doesn't know, in fact, I am not the apprentice of my master, I use the family heirloom swordsmanship" Long Er spoke, and also pulled out a black long sword, the sword is more than four inches wide, the sword is four feet long, the whole body is pitch black, the moonlight and firelight are sprinkled on its cold front, it is extremely bright, and I feel frightened when I look at it.

"Good sword, what is the name of this sword" Rong Ba held the sword and stood firmly, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, but seemed to understand the sword, saw the black sword, and asked.

Long Er had a long sword in his hand, and immediately pulled a sword flower, his left hand flicked the sword body, his face was calm, and his eyes were staring at Rong Ba, like a fierce beast, extremely sharp.

"This sword, the two-pole sword, was made by my father, the Persian sword god Sheng Nierge, and today I don't underestimate you, make a move."

After saying that, Long Er retreated a few feet, and the real qi around his body was running rapidly, and the two-pole sword in his hand also hung down naturally, brewing an offensive momentum.

In the early hours of the morning, the sky was still gray, but a large number of soldiers from the Buyeo Kingdom gathered at the gate of the city, holding torches high and forming a circle, illuminating Long'er and Rongba brightly.

"Click..."

Long Er's right heel was raised, the center of the foot turned, the sword of the two poles of the right hand was tilted backwards by 15 degrees, the left foot was a step, and the speed of running, the distance from Rong Ba was more than a foot away from the right hand was raised violently, and the two-pole sword was quickly raised in the dark night, and the shot was a sword style.

The two-pole sword slashed through the night, and the pitch-black sword body seemed to merge with the night, but under the illumination of the firelight, everyone only felt a cold front flash, and in an instant, it hit in front of Rong Ba.

"Peng"

Rong Ba's eyes were solemn, he didn't dare to underestimate it, he felt extraordinary when he saw the two-pole sword, the person who used this sword must be a master, and the straw bag did not deserve to have such a good sword.

Although he had expected it, but the knife was not as good as Long'er, the long knife did not have time to resist, and the tips of the two poles of the sword pointed directly at his throat, less than an inch, and suddenly, he was sweating profusely, and his eyes showed a little unwillingness.

"Your Excellency's martial arts are outstanding, I Rongba lost, Saint King, I lost, Rongba is not as good as him, he is really a frog at the bottom of the well, sitting in the well and watching the sky, and he also wants to take a few moves with the heavenly sword without a name, hahaha, I don't know my brother's surname, I Rongba is convinced!"

Rong Ba's long knife was put down, and he was not afraid of the two-pole sword in his throat, and said loudly.

When Long Er saw it, there was no contempt on his face, his wrist turned to the two poles of the swordsman, his hands were holding the sword, he nodded at him, and said loudly, "Admit it"

When the Holy King saw this, he didn't say anything, and there was no expression on his face, he seemed to be extremely peaceful, but he was a little incomprehensible.

He didn't say anything, but some of the courtiers and generals behind him stepped forward.

I saw a person with a delicate appearance, a goose egg face that looked like more than 30 Xu, long bones, the whole person was thin and tall, dressed in a green robe, and there was still a bit of heroism between his eyebrows, and when he walked to the field, he also laughed loudly and said, "Hehe, Wang, General Rong"

"In the next bitter saint, today I am fortunate to meet the master of Shenzhou, the real three lives are lucky, for a while, I also want to challenge you, my kendo cultivation has stopped for a long time, I hope to learn from you, some inspiration, progress, I don't know who of you dares to fight"

Rong Ba retreated, and another master of the Fuyu country came out, Liu Yifan looked at it, there was no different color on his face, but he was disdainful in his heart, this group of soil buns is still the real turtle.

"I'll come, since you want to meet friends with martial arts, then I'll use my sword to meet you" Liu Yifan stepped forward, and his white face also showed two charming dimples.

The morning breeze blew Liu Yifan's long pink dress, and occasionally there were a few green silks, and she also reached out and hooked it to her ears.

The firelight illuminated the gates of the city, and two slender shadows were sprinkled on the ground.

Ku Sheng looked at Liu Yifan with some confusion and asked, "Your Excellency wants to fight against me, my sword never hurts a woman."

As soon as Liu Yifan heard it, he knew that this person was a machismo, his face sank, and he said impatiently, "Make a move, I will use my sword to attack you"

The bitter saint was even more confused, and turned his head to look at the holy king, as if asking who this person was, and saw that he didn't know Liu Yifan's name.

As soon as Huangtian saw it, he took a step and walked to Liu Yifan's side, Ku Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up, looking at Huangtian, who was tall and had an extraordinary temperament, he was secretly happy in his heart, this is called a master, you can know it at a glance.

If Liu Yifan knew what he thought, he would definitely slap him to death, what a bullshit vision.

"Mother, why don't I play with him, Kusheng, you are called Kusheng, right?" Huangtian was extremely arrogant, and he didn't even look at him.

Huangtian's voice was very loud, and the people at the entire city gate heard this, and suddenly the exclamation of "rumbling" and "hmm" sounded, and even the holy king looked at the beauty in front of him with a little surprise, his eyes couldn't help but sweep Liu Yifan's whole body, and he stared at Liu Yifan's pair of proud twin peaks.

"Huangtian, you stand back, I'll make a move, Ku Sheng, even if I use a sword move, you are definitely not an opponent" Liu Yifan said coquettishly.

Ku Sheng looked at it, his face was solemn, and he asked in a trembling voice, "You are the Peerless City Lord, Liu Lihua"

As soon as Liu Yifan heard his words, he showed cowardice before he made a move, so he frowned and said sharply, "Just like you, your lifetime achievements are limited, the way of the sword is supreme, and you are fearless, even if your king stands in front of you and fights against it, he also has a tiger in his heart, kill him, you are afraid when you hear my name, isn't it a vain learning"

"Draw your sword and attack me with your sword!"

When the bitter saint heard this, his face was ashamed, and he felt even more empowered, and the person woke up at once.

"Well said! Okay! When my Saint King heard your words, he was also inspired, yes, we pursue the supreme sword, how can we be frightened because of a person's fame, Senior Brother of the Bitter Saint, you are indeed not an opponent, step back first, I will come!" The Saint King laughed loudly, quite a bit of martial arts recklessness, and even more peerless master's state of mind.

Seeing this, Nameless also said softly, "It makes sense, we who practice martial arts are determined to pursue the highest, and we are not surprised by changes, because we ourselves are the most terrifying existence."

At the gate of the city, everyone is all thinking, or enlightened, thinking about Liu Yifan's words, only suffering and sage, ashamed.

"Holy King, everyone, city lord, today I listen to what you say, I feel that I am living in vain, I will not compare the sword, I am leaving, I want to understand the sword, pursue the true meaning of the sword, and say goodbye" The bitter saint finally had a peaceful face, said goodbye calmly, and left directly, and the holy king and others did not stop him and let him leave.

(To be continued.) )