"Zhao Ke is wearing a tassel, and Wu is covered with frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, which is as crazy as a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles. When it's done, he brushes off his clothes and hides his body and name.
When I was leisurely passing through the Xinling Mausoleum to drink, I took off my sword and stood in front of my knees. I was about to eat Zhuhai, and I held my wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.
After three cups of Turanuo, the five mountains are lighter. After the eyes are dizzy and the ears are hot, the spirit and spirit are clear.
He wielded the golden hammer to save Zhao, and Handan was shocked first. The two heroes of Qianqiu made Daliang City famous.
Even if the bones of a dead hero are fragrant, I will not be ashamed of the world's heroes. Who can write your Excellency, the White-headed Taixuan Sutra?"
A dozen miles from the east gate of Kaifeng, there is a small market called Houjianji. This town is named after Hou Ying! It was already evening, and suddenly there was a strange and dark whirlwind deep in the woods outside the town.
Falling from the sky, a faint ray of blue light flashed through, revealing the figure of a young man in green clothes.
This young man is naturally Murong Fu who came from the Tianlong World, but this name is only due to the cause and effect of the Tianlong World. At this time, since he broke the void, crossed the void, and came to a brand new world, he naturally abandoned Murong Fu.
Return to this name.
"In the world of mortals, I have traveled all over the world, and the only one who has the heart of Dao is Taiyuan. I am lucky this time, and I have finally kept this perfect body. However, this energy has been consumed a lot. It will take some time to make up for it.
." Taiyuan laughed loudly. Although he came from the broken void of the Tianlong World this time, although he was not perfect, he saved his physical body and did not possess his soul again. After traveling through several lives, he also understood a lot. As mysterious as he is.
Although rare opportunities are rare, if he is possessed by his soul in every life, it will also be a huge pressure for him. If the number of times increases, his soul will become dusty. When the time comes, he will want to refining himself.
The soul is not that easy. So he still feels extremely lucky to be able to physically cross the void this time.
After sighing for a moment, Taiyuan saw that it was getting late and did not stop in the woods. He wanted to find a place to settle down and inquire about this strange world.
Walking forward leisurely, after walking about two or three miles, he saw a small town in the distance. It was full of people and noisy. He felt a little happy. When he arrived at the entrance of the town, he saw a slightly taller building under the light of dusk.
On the dilapidated city tower, there were three simple and vigorous characters written "Collection of Waiting Prisoners", which made Taiyuan's heart move, and he thought secretly: "I have arrived in this world, and I don't know what time it is now?" There were some questions in his heart, and he also
Without thinking much, I walked directly into the town. The streets were lined with small merchants and hawkers, and there were shops and restaurants along the streets, but they were also quite lively.
Taiyuan randomly chose a wine shop and walked in. Taiyuan was ready to quietly inquire about some news in the world.
He had just sat down and ordered some food when he heard a roar outside the town. A large group of cavalry was whistling in. There was a panic in the wine shop. Many people exclaimed that the officers and soldiers were coming. Then there were people saying, "Where are you?"
They are officers and soldiers. The way they behave, I am afraid that someone from Jindao Village has arrived.
Jin Dao Village is also a well-known name in the martial arts world. Since the leader of the village, An Fengri, there have been so many swordsmen that there are probably more than a thousand people. Moreover, these people are ruthless in their actions. I don’t know how many people have died under their swords.
In this Heluo realm, he is really majestic and no one dares to stop him wherever he passes.
As expected, the sound of horse hooves was quite orderly at first, and then it became chaotic. Whistles sounded from all directions, and the entire waiting group was surrounded. Now the streets of the entire town were in chaos. After closing the stalls,
The sound was endless, and even the crying child fell silent. In the blink of an eye, the huge market fell into silence, adding a bit of depressive and chilling atmosphere.
Not long after, many knights rode from outside the town. These people were all dressed in black robes and hats. Their faces could not be seen clearly. Each of them held a gleaming sword in their hands. Before they even got close, there was a fierce force.
Murderous intent surged in.
The wine shop where Taiyuan was located became completely silent. Many of the drinkers stood up tremblingly. Many of them were trembling all over and their faces were pale. They were obviously very scared.
In the entire wine shop, there was only one seat near the window where a young man in green was eating and drinking as if no one else was around. He seemed to be turning a blind eye to everything around him. It was really strange and attracted the attention of many people, including the owner of the wine shop.
, did not dare to say anything, and just kept winking, trying to remind him of something, but unfortunately, Taiyuan was not moved at all.
This is not because Taiyuan is pretending to be noble, but the current situation is really a small scene for him. Although these knights who entered the town have a fierce temperament, in his eyes, their kung fu is very poor and they are not good at all.
into his eyes.
"Stand down obediently for me, don't make a sound. If anyone makes a sound, you will be asked to try the noodles!" A man in black shouted in a rough voice, waving a big knife in the air, chi chi chi.
The noise and the bright light of the knife are scary.
The people who saw Hou Jian gathered were all shocked by them. The men in black nodded with satisfaction. They all stood in all directions and fell silent. Amidst everyone's confusion, a clear sound of footsteps came from a distance, step by step.
It seemed like it had stepped on everyone's heart, and a wave of nervousness could not help but arise.
A tall man came from a distance and walked straight to a stall selling sesame cakes. Many people in the town knew the owner of the sesame cake stall and called him Lao Wangtou on weekdays. At this time, this man
Lao Wangtou behaved strangely, as if he didn't notice the changes happening around him, and was still making sesame seed cakes unhurriedly.
"Hand it over!" the tall man said coldly, his eyes as sharp as razor blades falling on the owner of the sesame cake stall.
"Sir, do you want sesame cakes? Here they are, one penny each." The old Wangtou's eyes were cloudy, and he seemed to be completely unaware of the bad intentions in this man's words. He stretched out his hand and handed over a freshly made sesame cake.
"Hmph, Wu Daotong, are you still pretending to be stupid now?" The visitor pushed the sesame seed cake away, and the orange-yellow sesame seed cake drew an arc and fell to the side of the mud ditch.
The old Wangtou sneered and said: "I have heard that Jindao Village robbed the rich and helped the poor, and he was a famous thief for his chivalry and justice. How come the minions he sent out came to embarrass me, an old man selling sesame cakes? If word spread, I am not afraid of being exposed by my fellow gangsters.
Is this a joke?" He looked old and tall, and his speech was a little weak, but his words were spoken clearly, showing the greatness of this old man.
As he spoke, the tall man took out a pair of iron hooks with a cold light from his arms. Under the dim light of the sky, they looked particularly cold. His face became slightly impatient and he said: "Wu Daotong, are you serious?
Handed it over?" Wu Daotong is the old Wangtou who sells sesame seed cakes. When he heard this, the muscles on his cheeks twitched slightly, and then lazily said: "Hey, since you know Wu's name, you still dare to do this.
Isn't that rude?" Wu Daotong was also a powerful figure in the world back then. He made a name for himself. His skills with the judge's pen were superb. He was a top-notch acupuncture expert in the world. He naturally had a sense of arrogance.
At this time, he was constantly being forced by the people of Jindao Village, and he was getting a little angry, so his tone was no longer so pleasant.
"Haha, what do you mean by Wu Daotong? Bring it to me." Before the tall man could finish his words, he took action. A pair of iron hooks in his hand suddenly swung out, piercing the air and making a shrill sound.
Like a flash of cold light, it struck directly at Wu Daotong's chest and abdomen. If this move was successful, Wu Daotong would definitely be disemboweled. This person's attack was extremely ruthless.
"What a ruthless technique, but it's a pity that it's not good enough to deal with Wu." Wu Daotong snorted coldly, waved his hands on the stall in front of him, and a pair of judge pens appeared in his hands, with dark pen barrels and sharp pen tips.
, it was obviously a powerful weapon. He dodged and dodged, and the judge pen in his hand stroked one by one. After a few crisp sounds, the tall man's double hooks were swung away. This time
The empty door in his chest and abdomen was wide open. Wu Daotong had a sharp vision and would not miss this opportunity. He kicked out the oil pan and stove beside him and smashed it with a roar. Everything else was fine, but the pancake pan
The oil in the pan was boiling hot, and it splashed out. The tall man suffered a big loss immediately, screamed miserably, and suffered burns in many places all over his body.
Then the flour from the stove flew in, which immediately made him embarrassed. He retreated for a long distance. The kung fu of this tall guy from Jindaozhai was not as good as that of Wu Daotong. Although his attacks were ruthless, he could be defeated in just a few moves.
Falling at a disadvantage.
Wu Daotong's eyes were full of murderous intent. He chased the wind with his feet and pressed tightly against him. He was about to continue his attack. Suddenly, a golden wind blew up behind his head, and a steel knife whizzed towards his neck. This move was extremely thrilling.
If Wu Daotong continued to chase the tall man, the steel knife behind his back would have to cut off his head. In desperation, Wu Daotong shouted: "Do you want to win with more? What kind of hero are you?" He cursed.
It was powerful, but there was no hesitation in taking action. The figure that was running rapidly paused for a moment, and then dodged to the side. Senhan's blade passed by with a swipe, and several strands of his hair were cut off.
You can see how dangerous this move just now was.
Before Wu Daotong could catch his breath, several more knights in black came up to kill him, and in a blink of an eye, there were four masters from the Golden Knife Village besieging Wu Daotong alone.
This fight was extremely exciting. Many people in the waiting room watched carefully through the window curtains, and their moods were ups and downs. Most of the people in this small town were ordinary people. Although many people had heard from the merchants who came and went.
There are many martial arts events in the martial arts world, but this is the first time for most people to see this lightning-fast, ever-changing martial arts battle, so everyone can't take their eyes off it.
At this time, Taiyuan had finished eating and drinking. He glanced at the window and saw a fierce fight on the opposite side. He shook his head slightly. In his opinion, Wu Daotong and the people from Jindao Village had average kungfu. Most of them were just ordinary people.
The changes in fist and kick moves, personal martial arts cultivation, and internal cultivation are very shallow. Wu Daotong seems to be one against four, but his kung fu is not much better than those of those people. I believe he will soon be
Defeated.
Taiyuan was not interested in this kind of fighting between rivers and lakes. His eyes swept away and landed next to a mud ditch at the corner of the street. There was a young man who looked like a mud monkey, about twelve or thirteen years old, sitting steadily.
On the ground, he looked straight at the sesame seed cakes in front of him, swallowing saliva continuously, obviously very hungry.
Seeing this scene, Taiyuan smiled in his heart, shrank and trembled, and disappeared into the wine shop in full view of everyone. The wine shop owner had just been watching a fight on the street, and was slightly distracted.
He took a look at the wine shop, only to find that the young man with a peculiar temperament suddenly disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace, like a ghost, which made him almost scream in horror.
"Oh my god, is it a human or a ghost? Why did he suddenly disappear?" The boss was very scared. In his heart, Taiyuan who suddenly disappeared was more terrifying than the men who were fighting outside.
At this time, Taiyuan had slowly walked up to the young man, stretched out his hand, and the sesame seed cake on the ground fell into his hand. He squeezed it lightly and felt a touch of hardness. He knew it, and looked at the changes in the young man's eyes.
The look on his face made him feel a little funny. For such an ordinary child, who could have imagined that he would have great achievements in the future. He would be a hero through the ages, invincible in the world, and the supreme king of martial arts. Such titles would all fall on his head.
It’s not too much to go above.
This was a piece of uncut jade, and Taiyuan defined the young man in front of him in his heart.
"Young man, since you are hungry, why don't you take this sesame seed cake to wrap your belly?"
"This sesame seed cake belongs to the old uncle. If I eat it, he may not be happy. He is so powerful. If he hits me, I can't beat him," said the young Nuonuo.
Taiyuan laughed in surprise. This young man was really interesting. He didn't say anything big. He just felt that Wu Daotong was showing off his power at this time. It was too powerful. If he ate his cake, he would probably be beaten. This reason was beyond words.
If you are not strong, you will be innocent. There is nothing better than this.
"Okay, young man, please come with me. I will take you to have a good meal before we talk." After Taiyuan finished speaking, without waiting for his reaction, he grabbed his arm and lifted it gently.
Standing up, I saw that he was thin, with yellow hair, and only a pair of eyes, which were clear and transparent, showing an extraordinary look.
Taiyuan took the boy with him, and after a few steps, he returned to the wine shop just now, like a flash of light, which surprised the boss again. He wiped his eyes vigorously and looked at the young man in Tsing Yi who was still sitting in the same place.
The difference is that there was only one person just now, but now there is a little beggar.
"Boss, bring more food. The food here is pretty good. Come here quickly." Taiyuan smiled faintly, and the voice rang in the boss's ears, but no one around him heard it.
However, this boss is just the owner of a country wine shop, so he does not know the most superior martial arts skills of transmitting sounds into secrets.