The warm sunshine shuttles through the breath, soothing and long, and the fragrance of red sandalwood permeates the late autumn, filling all the emptiness in the world.
On Wangjing Mountain, a ferocious black dragon was hovering in the forest.
An Jing gently stroked the scales of the black dragon and could feel the cold light from them.
Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but think of the past when he, Hei Jiao and Lou Xiangzhen traveled together in the world.
Time flies by so fast, almost two years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Qingmei walked over carrying a sword case and two jars of wine. She looked at An Jing calmly without saying anything.
A group of masters from the Demon Sect had already headed to Bashan. They were either on the road at the moment, or they had arrived in advance and made preparations all around.
"Give!"
Zhao Qingmei handed the wine jar in her hand to An Jing.
An Jing took the wine jar, then glanced at the sword box behind Zhao Qingmei, and couldn't help but laugh.
Zhao Qingmei glared at An Jing, "What are you laughing at?"
An Jing reached out and pinched Zhao Qingmei's tender cheeks, "I just think it's quite cute."
"snort!"
Zhao Qingmei snorted softly, "Can you change the word? I'm tired of hearing it."
An Jing picked up the wine jar and took a long sip, "Then I won't say anything."
"you dare!"
Zhao Qingmei held up the wine jar for a moment, then looked at An Jing, "I'm tired of hearing it, and you want to say it too."
“You’re tired of listening and you still want to listen?”
"I still want to listen even if I'm tired of it."
"Then let me change the word.
"
"What word?"
"I think it's quite funny."
"Then let's call it cute."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
An Jing couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
Zhao Qingmei hit An Jing with her left hand, "Why are you laughing?"
An Jing smiled and said, "I'm laughing, why is my wife so cute?"
"snort."
Zhao Qingmei turned her head and looked aside, with a slight smile on her lips.
An Jing raised the wine jar and said, "Madam, come and drink."
Zhao Qingmei looked at the wine jar close at hand and said, "What are you doing?"
An Jing said: "Clink glasses. This is a sense of ceremony. Why don't you want to clink glasses with me?"
"bump!"
Zhao Qingmei raised the wine jar and bumped it lightly.
Both of them took a big sip of wine. Zhao Qingmei was from the world, so this spicy wine was no problem for her.
"When you've finished drinking, you have to throw the wine jar out like this."
After Zhao Qingmei finished drinking, she threw the wine jar directly into the gravel in the distance. She only heard a snap and a crisp sound, and the wine jar also fell into pieces and turned into pieces.
An Jing asked in confusion: "Why?"
"Idiot, this means peace and security all year round."
Zhao Qingmei blinked her big eyes and urged: "Hurry up and throw it down."
"All right."
An Jing also threw the gravel in the distance, and the wine jar shattered with the sound.
Zhao Qingmei nodded with satisfaction and said: "Okay, let's go."
At this time, a huge flying bird fell from the sky, and the fallen leaves in the mountain forest began to spin rapidly. This was the swan.
Zhao Qingmei jumped up and landed on Honghu's back.
An Jing also sat on the black dragon's back and said with a smile: "Madam, let's see who is faster among us."
"childish."
Zhao Qingmei rolled her eyes at An Jing, and then her true energy circulated in the Honghu's acupoints, and she saw the Honghu turn into a red light and fly towards the north.
"She's actually cheating!"
When An Jing saw this, he quickly urged the black dragon who was sitting down: "Hurry, hurry up and leave."
The black dragon yawned lazily, and then slowly rose into the air.
Above the sky, two people are one behind the other.
Under the warm sunshine, there is that lonely and elegant shadow that was once unfathomable.
Imperial City, Back Garden.
Although it is autumn, there are still many evergreen trees in the back garden.
The Yong'an Emperor lay lazily on the beauty's couch, looking at the fat carp in the pool in the distance.
She was wearing a white gauze dress, which gave people a clear and transparent feeling. There was a light purple gauze ribbon on her shoulders. A gust of wind blew by, revealing her fair and smooth long legs. The gauze ribbon clung to her body, delicate and delicate.
The body shape is vividly reflected.
Not long after, the white-browed eunuch slowly walked over and said, "Your Majesty, the Ghost Swordsman has set off."
"I understand."
Yong'an Human Emperor said calmly: "Now that the Ghost Swordsman has left, the Hip-Hop Buddha has also left. There is no chance that Xiao Hui will explore the Locked Dragon Well. You should pay more attention to the situation of the Locked Dragon Well."
Although Buddhist Fawu and Tianyi Bodhisattva both guard Suolongjing, especially Fawu absorbed all the previous Buddhist relics and became the master of five qi, while Tianyi Bodhisattva is the long-famous master of four qi in Buddhism, plus the royal family, etc.
There are many masters, but you still have to guard against them.
Although the Dharma Enlightenment has reached the Five Qi Master, it is entirely based on the relics. It should be the weakest among the Five Qi Masters. It should be almost the same as Su Tianze next to Zhao Chongyin, or even a few points weaker. After all, Su Tianze has reached the Five Qi Master.
I have been an airbender for a long time, but it seems that the Dharma enlightenment has not been achieved for a long time.
"Old slave knows."
The white-browed eunuch nodded, then stood aside with his eyes slightly closed.
The Yong'an Emperor waved his hand and said: "Ming Gong, please go back and rest."
The white-browed eunuch in front of me is even older than Jun Qinglin. He has served three emperors since he became an eunuch, and he can be regarded as an extremely long-lived person.
The white-browed eunuch opened his eyes and whispered: "Old slave, I'm not in the way."
The Yong'an Emperor said calmly: "I now order you to go back and rest."
When the white-browed eunuch heard this, his heart warmed and he said, "Old slave, I obey."
As he spoke, the white-browed eunuch bent slightly and slowly retreated toward the rear.
His movements are still so meticulous and very serious.
When the Yong'an Emperor saw the white-browed eunuch leaving, she turned to look at the distant sky. Seeing the soft white clouds, which seemed to have turned into the shape of the person in her heart, she couldn't help but feel a little lost.
It's like there is a kind of poison. You won't notice it after being poisoned, but as time goes by, the poison will become deeper and deeper, and your heart will become more and more painful.
As the ninth day of September is approaching, the situation in the entire world is changing. Countless masters are heading towards Bashan, hoping to see the duel between the two top masters in the world.
Ever since the Buddha became the Grand Master, he has disappeared from sight. Needless to say, his reputation is obviously the only Grand Master in the world, and he is also the Grand Master of Buddhism.
Apart from this divine dragon, the two most popular masters at the moment are none other than Zongzheng Huachun and Ghost Swordsman.
Zongzheng Huachun, as the Holy Lord of Houjin, was previously rumored to be the top Five Qi Master in the world. Jun Qinglin, a master of the Demon Cult, died indirectly in his hands. Later, he obtained the Earth Vein Spirit in Yujing City.
The addition of a ray of thought gave him huge benefits. Since then, he has been in seclusion, eager to break through the shackles with the help of a ray of thought from the spirit of the earth.
Needless to say, the ghost swordsman is the invincible swordsman in the world. He has never been defeated so far. He has defeated countless masters and killed several five-qi masters. He even has the first and third ranked ones in his hands.
The sword Dulu Sword and the Evil Sword.
The duel between two top masters is already very attractive, not to mention that the current duel between the two is also related to the national destiny of Dayan, Houjin, and the future direction of the world.
At this moment, on the distant peak of Bashan, someone has already built a tea shed and a viewing platform.
Those who dare to build tea sheds and observation decks here are naturally not ordinary people. The terrifying force behind them is Wu Bai, the owner of Tianwai Island.
Last time he got an invitation from Houjin and Zhao. Although he was very shocked, he still felt a little uneasy, so he just sent two masters to join Huiyu Jingcheng.
But this time is different. This is a decisive battle related to the situation of the world, and Tianwai Island will naturally not be spared.
Not only Tianwai Island, but also many experts from Yan State and Zhao State came, including experts from Bibo Island, Baiwumen, and the Seven Snakes Society.
It can be said that the powerful masters who are famous in the world have now appeared.
Not only that, there are also some unfamiliar faces. The auras of these people are also extraordinary, and there are many masters who are old bastards who are hiding in the pond.
The surroundings of Bashan were full of fish and dragons, and experts from all over the world gathered together. It was a lively place, and there was a lot of discussion.
The owner of Bibo Island said: "It's so interesting that so many masters have gathered together."
The leader of the White Mist Sect said calmly: "After all, these two are the top masters in the world."
The owner of Bibo Island said quietly: "The name of this ghost swordsman has long been heard, but I have never witnessed his grace."
Bibo Island is one of the top forces in the world of Zhao State, but he and Hei Bingtai are very difficult to deal with. They are often suppressed and sanctioned by Hei Bingtai, and there are also many masters who are hostile to Hei Bingtai on Bibo Island.
Therefore, Bibo Island highly respects the ghost swordsman who kills Qi Shu.
The sect master of Baiwu Sect said: "Today will definitely be an unprecedented battle."
The owner of Bibo Island also nodded. In such a duel between top experts, the outcome is decided by a matter of seconds.
On the top of a mountain in the distance, two Taoists wearing Taoist robes appeared, it was Xiao Qianqiu and Luo Chongyang.
Luo Chongyang asked: "You have fought against him and know his strength. What do you think is his chance of winning?"
Xiao Qianqiu thought for a while and said: "My nephew doesn't know the odds of winning, but I think if he tries his best, no one in the Five Qi Masters can be his opponent."
A glint appeared in Luo Chongyang's eyes, and he said: "Then, unless Zongzheng Huachun has reached the Grand Master?"
He knew Xiao Qianqiu's strength very well. If he said so, An Jing would be invincible at the same level, unless Zongzheng Huachun reached the realm of Grand Master.
However, it is rumored that Zongzheng Huachun has completely refined the spirit of the earth line, but has not reached the realm of Grand Master, so Anjing's chances of winning today are very high.
"Winning or losing is not decided by my nephew, nor is it decided by God."
Xiao Qianqiu looked at Bashan in the distance, "It's the two people who have the final say in the decisive battle."
Luo Chongyang nodded slightly and then stopped talking.
At this time, masters from all over the world are hidden in the mountains around Bashan. They are all quietly waiting for the arrival of Zongzheng Huachun and the Ghost Swordsman.
"Look!"
"The iron cavalry of Hou Jin, that is the iron cavalry of Hou Jin!"
"What a majestic Luan Yu!"
At this moment, roaring thunder was heard in the distance, and the earth trembled. Everyone quickly followed the sound and looked over.
Rows of black cavalry came. Everyone was wearing black armor, which reflected cold light in the sun. They wore long knives specially made by Houjin on their waists, and crab bows from the prairie on their backs. Their faces
There was no expression on his face, which made people look solemn.
These are the elite of Hou Jin's elite. Many martial arts masters can't help but feel a chill in their hearts when they see this iron cavalry full of murderous aura.
Even the top martial arts masters would have no chance of survival if surrounded by such a fierce army.
The black cavalry rushed towards them from a distance. Amid the smoke, a horse could be clearly seen, which was pulled by eight white horses. Each horse was very strong and strong.
The grooms pulling the horse in front of Luangyu are two masters in the realm of masters, both of whom are the Dharma Kings of the Snowy Mountains.
Seeing this scene, many martial arts masters retreated towards the distance.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers dominate the sky, and the Yulin cavalry is as strong as the clouds.
If Hou Jin's elite cavalry can clear the way and the Dharma King of the Snowy Mountains can drive, the identity of the person in the Luan Yu can be revealed.
Everyone looked at Luan Yu.
One of the Dharma Kings faced behind the curtain and said respectfully: "Holy Lord, here we are."
"I see."
A powerful voice came from behind the curtain.
The curtain was lifted, and Zongzheng Huachun walked out slowly, his expression indifferent and calm, like a bottomless cold pool.
Xiao Qianqiu looked at the Holy Lord and said, "It's unfathomable."
Luo Chongyang's face changed slightly, and his brows tightened. The deeper the Heavenly Sensation, the deeper he sensed the crisis. He felt an unprecedented crisis from this Holy Master of Houjin.
In the distance, the Lord of the Southern Barbarians looked at Zongzheng Huachun who came out and said, "Is this the power of the earth's spirit?"
He was also a master of five qi, but he felt that he was very different from Zongzheng Huachun.
The ordinary martial arts masters present were all amazed by the majesty of Zongzheng Huachun's appearance, but the top masters saw something different from it, and their expressions became solemn.
They know better than anyone else how terrifying the aura emanating from Zongzheng Huachun is.
Zongzheng Huachun's body jumped up and landed directly on Bashan, with his palms behind his back, and his yellow dragon robe rustled with the strong wind.
"When will the Ghost Swordsman arrive?"
"There shouldn't be any accidents, right?"
"How is that possible? Unless you don't dare to come."
"Would the Ghost Swordsman dare not come?"
Seeing the appearance of Zongzheng Huachun, all the masters present were talking about it, their hearts became extremely hot, and they were even more looking forward to this unprecedented decisive battle.
"That is!?"
Suddenly, uukanshu www.uukanshu.com dust and smoke billowed in the distance, and then appeared in front of everyone was a flag fluttering in the wind, with a huge Chinese character "Qiu" written on it.
Hundreds and thousands of cavalry rushed over, led by a pot-bellied general wearing black armor and as tall as a bucket.
This person is Qiulun.
Since Pingyang Guard Qiu Heng was imprisoned in the dungeon in Yujing City, Pingyang Guard is now controlled by his son Qiu Lun, and everyone knows that this man has a close relationship with the Ghost Swordsman. He followed the Ghost Swordsman into Beiyuan and has been guarding it ever since.
Beiyuan confronted the Hou Jin army.
Even when the Ghost Swordsman returned to Yujing City, the army of Pingyang Guards did not retreat at all, and their troops still pointed directly at the Houjin Palace.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Pingyang Guards are an army of ghost swordsmen.
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