Chapter 825 Yulong traveled eighty thousand miles and pushed through thirteen states with his fists!
Between the clouds and the sky, a royal dragon comes.
Before anyone arrived, the sound of wind and thunder could already be heard in the sky.
"Dragon! Dragon!"
"Heaven, hurry up, look at the world, there is a dragon!"
"Really, really a dragon!"
Such a high-profile appearance naturally caused an uproar inside and outside Shuiyun Pass.
Since ancient times, there have been many legends about the birth of strange beasts in the world. In fact, dragons, horses, and eagles are inextricably related to the legendary beasts.
However, for most people in the world, strange beasts are still legendary existences that only exist in ancient scrolls and storytellers.
Let alone a dragon?!
And when a crowd of people looked up at the sky.
In the wind and snow, Yang Prison was also overlooking Shuiyun Pass.
The three passes of Longyuan are all located in dangerous places, and Shuiyun Pass is no exception.
Shuiyunguan is located in the north of Liuji Mountain, with steep cliffs as high as a thousand feet on both sides. In the valley filled with miasma, there are many secret sentries carrying divine arm crossbows hidden in the secret to protect it.
Even those who are highly skilled in martial arts will most likely die in the process if they do not pass through the barrier.
At this moment, as if being frightened by the dragon, the whole Xiongguan was boiling inside and outside, and many divine arm crossbows on the city wall were already twisting.
"Keep an eye on this old dragon. If anything goes wrong, kill him directly!"
He gave an instruction casually, which was obviously to Jiang Xiazi, but in fact it was to the blood dragon. Before he finished speaking, Yang Yu jumped down.
It fell from a high altitude and fell into Shuiyun Pass like a meteor. It was so fast that not even the string players on the city wall could react.
Zhengzhengzheng~
Almost at the moment Yang Yu landed on the ground, the sound of swords and swords was heard, and at the same time, Huang Sixiang's shouts also sounded.
"stop!"
Before and after the battle, Shuiyun Pass was naturally heavily guarded. Yang Yu glanced at it and saw that a large number of crossbowmen had gathered within a few miles.
"You, why are you here?"
Huang Sixiang shouted loudly to stop the crossbowmen. Huang Sixiang was shocked and confused. One moment he was still discussing, and the next moment he saw the real person.
This is too coincidental.
"While passing through Shuiyun Pass, I noticed that you are all here, so I came down to say hello and tell you a few things by the way."
After gathering his breath, Yang Yu smiled and greeted everyone he knew.
In addition to Wei Zhengxian, Lin Qitian, etc., there are also.
"Disciple Yang Yu, meet Mr. Xu!"
Prison Chief Yang bowed, his sleeves and robe hung down to the ground, and observed the disciple's etiquette.
"How can I, an old man, be so virtuous and capable as to dare to accept such a great gift from the King of the Northwest?"
With the support of several soldiers, Xu Wenji's voice was old but still very powerful:
"I heard that someone is secretly planning to ambush you and strangle you. If you don't take precautions, how can you have the leisure to come outside the fortress?"
After many years of absence, Xu Wenji couldn't help but feel a little complicated when he saw Yang Yu again.
Personally speaking, the boy in front of him was once one of the people he valued most. He was unruly but not violent. He wanted something but was arrogant and compassionate. He was really like himself when he was young.
I thought about taking on a disciple.
However, he betrayed the imperial court several times, and eventually even raised the flag of rebellion, becoming the first rebel king in the world.
There was something in his words, but Yang Yu didn't care. He bowed slightly and without any movement, he put his arm on his arm:
"It's windy here, let's go inside first."
"open"
Xu Wenji was furious, but before he could refute it, he couldn't help but enter the front hall.
Although there were hundreds of people present, no one had time to stop him. In fact, most people did not react.
Only Wei Zheng followed him and walked into the hall.
"You kid, you are too presumptuous! Let go, let me go."
In the hall, Xu Wenji was furious and kept swinging his arms, but how could he escape?
He had no choice but to let Yang Yu keep slapping him in front of and behind him.
At first, he wanted to refute it, but then, the powerful zhenqi came in, and his whole body was shaken, and his whole body was steaming with sweat, but he was speechless.
Click~
A jade pendant cracked and turned into powder in Yang Yu's palm. He stopped his hand in time, with a slight sweat on his face.
"Your old injuries are really a bit tricky. Even if you recover, you will have to do more recuperation in the future. You can't be so tired anymore."
Yang Yu gave instructions, but the second half of the sentence was addressed to Huang Sixiang. The latter smiled bitterly. How could he have the final say?
"you"
Xu Wenji had something to say, but his whole body was limp. Before he could say a word, he couldn't hold back the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
"In front of the boss, you are the only one who has such courage."
Huang Sixiang smiled bitterly and stepped forward to take it, and carefully sent him to the back of the hall.
"I heard that you went to Dayan Mountain alone and killed the old witch and Lianshengjiao together?"
At this time, Lin Qicai couldn't help but say:
"Back then, the prince went there several times but returned with no success. You, you, how far have you reached in your cultivation?"
This question has been weighing on his mind ever since he heard about the Battle of Dayan Mountain.
He had followed Zhang Xuanba for many years, and had personally experienced the battle of cutting down mountains and destroying temples, witnessed King Zhao's sweep of Dayan Mountain, and saw him return without success, without mentioning anything about what happened in the mountain.
More than most people in the world, she knows the horror of the old witch in Dayan Mountain.
"Mr. Lin has so many questions, which one do you want Yang to answer?"
Yang Yu found a teapot, took two sips, and answered one by one:
"It's not right to be alone. I am also traveling with masters such as Taoist Master Xuankong Shanyu and Master Qiankun Cave."
Without hiding anything, Yang Yu told all the ins and outs of the battle at Dayan Mountain.
He didn't intend to exaggerate anything, but Lin Qitian and others still heard the danger between the lines, and couldn't help but feel shaken.
"No! According to what you said, my practice has not surpassed that of the prince, so why?"
Wei Zhengxian also couldn't help it.
"Prince Zhao is a pure warrior, but Yang is not."
Yang Yu had no intention of comparing himself to the deceased senior, so he replied casually, stopped mentioning the matter, and asked instead:
"The boss just said that someone secretly set up an ambush to surround and kill me?"
"good."
If he didn't say anything, Wei Zhengxian and Wei Zhengxian wouldn't ask any more questions. They just looked at each other and started talking about the previous meeting in the front hall, as well as
"In recent years, the infiltration from outside the Great Wall into the inside of the pass has been very powerful, but the King of Seven Kills has aggressively recruited experts from within the pass. We have also taken advantage of the situation and planted many secret agents, many of whom are in high positions in the King of Seven Kills at this time."
Wei Zhengxian did not hide anything, talking about the secret letter:
"According to reports from spies, as early as last year, there were rumors in the Seven Kills King's City. Before the massive invasion,
The Seven Killers will contact all the masters to ambush you, and last year, the spy saw with his own eyes that masters on the Splendid List entered the city."
"The King of Seven Killers."
Yang Yu was thoughtful.
In the mirage realm, only Yang Ni had 12 years of experience, and there was no such thing as the King of Seven Killers, who had only been famous for more than ten years.
However, based on the mirage realm and some information he himself knew, he was almost certain that the Seven Killer King was the eighth incarnation of the old demon from Black Mountain.
"In the two countries outside the Great Wall, Dali has been in chaos since the death of Fan Ruyi. The Red Sun Dharma King and Li Yuan have been fighting each other for many years without a clear winner, but the Heavenly Wolf Royal Court was almost unified by this man!"
Wei Zhengxian's expression was solemn:
"This person is very strange"
"oh?"
Yang Prison calmed down his thoughts.
"As early as ten years ago, when he first emerged, I went to try this person, and four years ago, I went there again."
Wei Zhengxian took a deep breath to suppress the boiling in his heart:
"Ten years ago, I was hiding in secret and wanted to take him down. At that time, he was just a master, but I failed."
Lin Qitian's expression changed:
"With your practice, you haven't even managed to capture a Grandmaster in secret?"
Who is Wei Zhengxian?
Gifted in the true sense of the word
When he was young, his arms were already powerful enough to match the four elephants. He spent half of his life in the military, and he once had an unparalleled warrior who could compete with the great master as a master.
If it weren't for the fact that the Dao Fruit is so hard to find, I'm afraid he would have been promoted to Martial Saint long ago.
Even so, Wei Zhengxian is already among the top ten in today's mountain and river rankings.
Such a person, with his supreme status as a Grandmaster, secretly attacks someone who is not worthy of being a Grandmaster, but he can actually fail?
Lin Qitian was quite surprised, but Yang Yu was not surprised.
If the King of Seven Killers is really the eighth reincarnation of the Black Mountain Old Demon, he must have inherited the strength of the seventh incarnation. Even if he is a master, it will not be easy for Wei Zhengxian to capture him.
"So what the second time?"
"The second time, I couldn't move forward before reaching the city."
Wei Zhengxian sighed slightly, but did not hide it:
"After the birth of Fangcun Immortal Mountain, there was a storm outside the Great Wall, and dragons and snakes were mixed. I took the opportunity to go to the Seven Kills King's City to find out the truth.
But before we reached the city, I could only vaguely detect the presence of his aura, and I could no longer move forward. His cultivation may not be as good as that of the prince back then."
"How can it be?!"
Lin Qitian shook his head repeatedly:
"He was only born more than ten years ago. Even if he started practicing martial arts in his mother's womb, how could he possibly be comparable to the prince?"
How can he believe it?
With Yang Yu's current practice and reputation, he even considers himself to be inferior to Prince Zhao.
Even though he is self-effacing, his strength is indeed better than that of the prince back then, but Yang Yu has become famous since he debuted, and his talent is so high that it is almost unparalleled in the world.
But even for him, it took him more than thirty years to reach this point in practice!
"That's the fact."
Wei Zhengxian sighed:
"In recent years, the bitter cold outside the Great Wall has become more severe. Why do I insist on not wanting you to take the initiative? This is the reason!
The aura of the Seven Killing Kings is almost the same as that of this boundless grassland. On the grassland, it is almost like a prince wearing eight thousand mysterious armors. He is absolutely invincible!"
He did not explain these words to Lin Qitian, but said it to Yang Yu very solemnly, but he had already guessed Yang Yu's intention.
"Once the accumulated old wounds are removed, and with the energy I left behind, I should be able to sleep for ten days and a half after this."
Yang Prison suddenly mentioned Xu Wenji.
"you"
Not to mention Wei Zhengxian, Lin Qitian was also shocked and guessed what he was thinking.
"Don't worry, everyone, Yang is not here to seize power. He just needs two leaders to come out and follow Yang on his journey."
As he spoke, Yang Yu drank the remaining tea in one gulp and then stood up: