Groom Yu smiled happily, "Wang Xiaoping, Wudang Sword Maniac Wang Xiaoping. In my heart, Wang Xiaoping used Shenshu to block our master's footsteps in the battle of blocking the river. Wang Xiaoping's sword after death was the voice of all the swordsmen in the world. "
Lou Huang frowned. He didn't understand why the proud Senior Brother Yu Groom would fall in love with a loser's swordsmanship.
Groom Yu looked fascinated and said softly, "People can die, but swords can break! People and swords can't retreat! "
Lou Huang clearly felt that when Groom Yu Groom said these words, his aura suddenly soared, just like the tide at the top of the Martial Emperor City. It gradually rose and finally surged with the power of the world.
Groom Yu Groom's aura disappeared in an instant. He regained his calmness and said seriously, "We shouldn't always think about being the best in the world. If the cultivators of Taoism only look at Ancestor Lu, the martial artists only think about defeating our master, and the swordsmen all try to surpass Li Chungang, then what is the meaning of life? Of course, we can have such thoughts, but we can't be the only one. If our obsession is too deep, we won't be able to see the beauty of the world. "
Lou Huang sighed, "My sword heart is pure, I won't lose to you. My sword heart is deep, I'm not as good as you. "
Groom Yu smiled, "You're wrong."
Lou Huang was curious.
Groom Yu Groom stretched out a finger and shook it, "You're the one who's not as good as me."
Lou Huang was stunned for a moment and then laughed.
Groom Yu Groom suddenly looked to the north. North was Beimang's Southern Dynasty with millions of cavalry.
The young man smiled gently, "Junior Brother, you're already in your forties, when are you going to find a wife?"
Lou Huang followed his gaze and looked to the north. He rarely joked, "I'm also worried."
Groom Yu Groom was silent for a moment and said, "It's strange. Master is willing to give the greatest kindness to the people of Liyang Jianghu. No matter who comes to the city to challenge him, he will be the whetstone to sharpen his martial arts. Master doesn't care about it and is happy to see it. Only Beimang Jianghu has never shown any kindness. Even Tuoba looked down on him. that year. Therefore, I thought that one day, I will fight with Bodhisattva Tuoba and let him know one thing. My master looks down on you, Bodhisattva Tuoba. You have no choice but to accept it! "
Lou Huang said somewhat helplessly, "So you came to the northwest to pick up cow dung?"
Groom Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "Fourth Junior Brother, you don't know, but this place is vast, with thousands of stars like candles. Even the artistic conception will be different if you poop in this place!"
Lou Huang sighed, "After you left the city, you have changed a lot."
Yu Groom dismissed it with a laugh.
Lou Huang smiled, "But I like it!"
The bridegroom Yu in the past was extremely talented. He was once called Li Chungang by his master, Wang Xianzhi. He was handsome and elegant. Which woman in the Martial Emperor City did not admire him? But at that time, Lou Huang was never close to the groom.
Lou Huang still liked the guy in front of him who carried a wicker basket and spoke vulgarly.
Therefore, Lou Huang coldly snorted, "Although my Sword Dao is not as good as yours, when it comes to killing people on the battlefield, you may not be able to beat me."
Yu Groom said carelessly, "Then let's compete when the time comes?"
Lou Huang smiled, "Let's make it clear first. If you surrender, you lose half of the battle."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled. They didn't need to say anything.
Lou Huang suddenly said, "After I escorted a pair of sisters to Western Shu, on the way back, I accidentally met four people. I only know the name of that Nanzhao number one, Wei Miao. There was a middle-aged man with the surname Qi. He carried a sword case and his sword aura was quite heavy. There was also a young man and woman. The woman carried a guqin and should not be underestimated. However, the young man seemed ordinary. "
Yu Groom said softly, "I also heard that Lin Hongyuan, Ji Liu 'an, and Cheng Baishuang came from Nanjiang's Dragon Palace. There was also a master of knife skills, Mao Shulang. The Central Plains is full of storms in the northwest. "
Lou Huang smiled, "It's really lively."
— —
On Mount Wudang, an old Taoist named Yu Xingrui went down the mountain with a sword on his back. The chief Li Yufu and the little Taoist boy Yu Fu sent him off to the memorial arch of "Wudang Dang Xing".
In a dilapidated ancient city that had appeared in countless poems, there was a person in white sitting on the low wall where foxes and rabbits roamed. In the sunset, she was Luo Yang. She was looking at the former capital of Da Qin, Luo Yang City.
Once missed, you will miss it forever.
Suddenly, another person in white appeared behind her. The woman was tall.
Luo Yang did not turn her head. She said softly, "Tantai Pingjing, don't be like me. Moreover, it wouldn't be long before there would be no such thing as a next life. Therefore, some things would be settled in this life. If there was someone you liked, you could openly say that you liked her. If there is someone you owe, say sorry. "
Tantai Pingjing asked, "Are you waiting for someone?"
Luo Yang lifted the flagon and drank a mouthful of liquor, "This time, I'm afraid that I can't wait."
Tantai Pingjing hesitated for a moment and said, "In fact, the person you liked eight hundred years ago is no longer in this world. Why are you waiting in the world?"
Luo Yang narrowed her eyes and smiled intoxicatingly, "Because in this life, I suddenly found that the person I like is actually in the world. If I can, I will like him for the next eight hundred years. "
Tantai Pingjing wanted to say something but stopped.
Luoyang stood up slowly and threw the wine flask to the Qi Refinement Warrior grandmaster. He smiled and said, "I can give you the wine, but I will not give my man to you. I will not give it to anyone!"
Tantai Pingjing originally wanted to fight. At the very least, she should say some harsh words to save her face. But somehow, in front of this domineering woman, Tantai Pingjing couldn't say anything.
Luo Yang looked around, as if she wanted to take a good look at this city for the last time. This ancient city was named after her by the Great Qin Dynasty's emperor.
She smiled and said to herself, "What North Rejector City? Luoyang City sounds so nice. When I reach the border, you can change your name. "
Tantai Pingjing felt strange, "He's willing to listen to you?"
Luo Yang asked, "Does he dare not to listen?"
Tantai Pingjing was speechless.
— —
That day, outside North Rejector City, Beimang staked everything on one throw. Four hundred thousand cavalrymen pressed the border.
Hsu Fengnian, who was wearing a king's robe, rushed down the city wall alone with a cold saber at his waist.
Jiang Ni, who was wearing a white dress, climbed up the city wall and placed the red sandalwood sword case under the war drum. After taking a deep breath, she picked up the drumsticks with both hands and started to beat the drum!
When the first Beimang war drum sounded between heaven and earth.
Outside the city, Xu Fengnian stood alone in front of the Northern Mang army. His sideburns fluttered in the wind, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind, making him look like a celestial being.
A figure landed on the battlefield like a meteor. A middle-aged man, who was standing on the left side of Hsu Fengnian, had his hands behind his back and an ordinary iron sword at his waist. He said, "Đồng Thái is here!"
Amidst the drumming, another figure plummeted down and stood to Xu Fengnian's right. She only said her name loudly, "Luoyang!"
A man wielding a spear descended from the sky and landed heavily on the battlefield. He shouted, "Xu Yanbing of Northern Liang!"
A woman in a purple dress jumped down and said coldly, "Mount Hui Snow Meadow, Xuanyuan Qingfeng."
A blood-red robe flew down. "Xu Ying!"
War drum after war drum.
Meteor after meteor fell.
They lined up on the left and right sides of the young king.
"Suixie Valley!"
"Dongyue Sword Pool Chai Qingshan!"
"Wudang Yu Xingrui!"
"Wu Family Sword Tomb Wu Liuding!"
"Sword Servant Cuihua!"
"Xue Song Official Xue Song!"
"Dragon Tiger Mountain Qi Xianxia!"
"Martial Emperor City Yu Groom!"
"Lou Huang!"
"Dragon Palace Cheng Baishuang!"
"Nanjiang Mao Shulang!"
"Nanzhao Wei Miao!"
… …
On the line between Beimang's cavalry and North Jiebei City, 18 people, 18 martial arts masters, gathered outside North Jiebei City.
This had not happened in the past thousand years, and it would not happen in the next thousand years.
What was invincible in the world?
This was it.
The sound of the Beimang cavalry's hooves and war drums sounded so heroic.
Outside the Northwest Pass, in front of the army, those people announcing their names one after another, how could they not show off the style of the Central Plains?
Jiang Ni beat the drum like thunder and shouted, "Kill!"
She was as elegant as the King of Beimang's concubine, Wu Su.
Hsu Fengnian held his cold sword and said, "Kill!"
Almost at the same time, all the masters on the line said the word "kill".
They wanted to fight against 400,000 cavalry with 18 people!
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