Invincible little uncle

Chapter 304 15. The Heartbreaking King

Qingya Bailu Mountain.

The main hall is bright, and the bronze cranes are fluttering their wings in the corner of the hall, but the pool is quiet and quiet now, and there are these multicolored fish quietly diving at the bottom of the water.

A burst of noisy footsteps made the fish startled immediately, and they swam uneasy.

The Taoist hero post has already been sent out, and the knights from all sides are almost here.

Thousands of miles away, the iron cavalry of King Shenwu of the Great Zhou Dynasty was already like the wind that destroyed the city. Wherever it went, the small sects did not dare to resist. They offered the inherited collection with both hands, and then surrendered.

As for some smart people who play tricks and hide their skills, King Shenwu didn't ask much, and killed them directly without mercy.

If there are too many kills, no one will play tricks.

Iron cavalry flowed like a stream, and the sound of horseshoes sounded. From north to south, it seemed that the sky was pouring.

King Shenwu, who took the lead, didn't feel any sense of challenge, and he began to look forward to the gathering of heroes from the Taoist sect.

What about the fairy?
Where have all the fairies gone?
Yun Xiaozi in the distance was flying with the Nine Swords, still some distance away from the army, his face was frosty, his heart was ignited by Huo Zhongzi's words, and it has not been extinguished yet.

The death of the younger brother.

Mortal rampage.

Contempt for Taoism is something he cannot tolerate.

The words are divided into two parts.

In the Taoist gate of Qingya Bailu Mountain, the gathered heroes gathered in the empty hall, and took their seats one by one according to the sect, but those who could be seated were naturally the head teacher and the like.

The elites of their respective sects stood at the back, and behind them were some figures from small sects.

There was a lot of noise in the hall.

But as a Taoist with long sleeves in green robes, holding Buddha dust in his hands, and a moon-like Taoist came, everyone fell silent.

This person is the Daomen of Qingya Bailu Mountain. Today's Daoist, named Bailu Daoist, descended from the upper world, and his cultivation is supernatural. A few years ago, someone saw him blocking thousands of robbers with a whisk.

He once stepped into the mountain torrents, but when he came out, he was unscathed, and the long-sleeved green robe was spotless.

The current recognized leader of the Seven Mountains of Swordsmanship League, who is extremely talented and has a lot of blessings, and even after the aura of heaven and earth opened up, his cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds. .

You must know that Chang Chuixue has not produced a sword for three years, and her appearance is still the same as ten years ago. Baixue's long hair hangs down her shoulders, there is a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, and there is a famous sword on her back. Shame the whole world", it's just that there is a bit of dusty meaning in his expression, a high-ranking attitude.

Now, she is sitting in the first position on the right.

Everyone respects the name of Sword God.

A few years ago, King Shenwu had fought with one demon and three Buddhas on New Year's Eve, but compared to the sword god, he still seemed to be half way behind.

Some people have seen that the sword god shattered the void with a single sword, but he never rode the wind away.

Further down, there are various Dao sects, various sects, and people from aristocratic families gathered and whispering.

Seeing the atmosphere calm down, with some depression.

A voice suddenly said: "The King of Martial Arts is nothing special, I think he can't do it, except that he can use two-handed halberds, and his strength is stronger, that's all. If I, Old Hei, have his starting point and adventures, Definitely better than him."

Master Bailu glanced at the speaker indifferently, but he was the head teacher of a mid-level sect called "Xichuan Sword Sect" sitting at the end.

The elite disciples behind the head teacher immediately echoed.

"Isn't he just an outdated Jianghu master? What's so great about it?"

"Yes, if I were in his position, I would definitely be better than him. It's just luck."

"Relying on his royal status, he brought 20 cavalry with him. Twenty years ago, he dared to go to the south of the Yangtze River alone, but now he dare not."

"I've long felt that this King of Martial Arts is no good, reckless man, if it were me, I wouldn't let myself stand on the opposite side of the world, without a brain."

Some people who were acquainted with the head teacher who claimed to be Old Hei also started to speak out.

Naturally, their idea is not to weaken their aura, and at the same time, it can also let other knights in the rivers and lakes experience their "proudness" and "courage".

Master Bailu frowned suddenly: "Who posted the hero post?"

A boy behind him came out and said softly: "It was drafted by Master Song and the others."

Master Bailu shook his head, this disciple surnamed Song really is.
It's just that the son was robbed of his marriage, so he lost his sense of propriety, and everyone was called to attend the meeting.

But it's not convenient to say anything in public, so I just said a few words to the Taoist boy.

Dao Tong backed away, stepped into the noise, and came to the head teacher who called himself Old Hei: "The ancestor said, you can go."

Daotong followed Master Bailu's instructions and said one by one: "You, you, you can all take the disciples down the mountain."

The few people he ordered were the ones who made fun of Xia Guang.

The head teacher named Lao Hei was very puzzled, so he raised his voice and asked: "Master Bailu, what's wrong with us?"

Leaving like this is extremely shameless, like being slapped in the face.

The several head teachers who had been named also stood up one after another, clasped their fists and asked doubtfully.

Master Bailu looked at the people at the same level without explaining, but said calmly: "Let's all go back."

The sound was just a calm word to others, but it completely exploded in the ears of these head teachers.

The faces of those people were pale, and they didn't dare to say anything, so they got up with their disciples, turned and left.

On the contrary, behind these people, the sword god suddenly said in a deep voice: "How does a sparrow know the soaring posture of a dragon in the sky?

That man is certainly a catastrophe, and although he is on the opposite side of the river and lake at this time, it doesn't mean that you can insult him with your words.

You don't know anything about his strength, his personality, and his charm. "

When those people heard the words, they turned around, and someone snorted: "Sword God, we know that you had a relationship with this Shenwu King, but it's not for him."

The voice did not fall.

An indifferent but cold "roll" came.

The mighty sword energy, like a torrent breaking a bank, came from the main hall of Bailuqingya with a bang, and turned into an invisible column of energy, blasting dozens of people in front of the door directly.

Flying up into the sky, dozens of figures looked like clowns in embarrassment.

The white-haired sword god lowered his eyes and sat down again, as if he had done a trivial thing.

In the darkness with his eyes closed, this sword god, who had obviously experienced many vicissitudes, remembered how many years ago, in the great desert, how the young Shenwu King, carrying a big halberd, said with a smile, " You go first."

He didn't leave, and resisted the demon alone.

Afterwards, he did not escape, and resisted the gods alone.

Although there are a lot of killings, but such pride and heroism, just thinking about it a little bit, is fascinating.

How can such a man not be heartbreaking?
Such a man, with [-] rolling cavalry, came from the north, how could the ants insult him?

"Blowing Snow Sword God, are you alright?"

Master Bailu was a little surprised that the always cold and arrogant sword god had a mood swing, so he asked.

Chang Chuuxue opened his eyes, "Really, let's get to the point.

King Shenwu has already led his army to the south to level the rivers and lakes. Those who want to come to the rivers and lakes are used to being free and easy. The supervisors could tolerate it back then, but this way of offering the inheritance with both hands, I think. I won't let it go. "

Bailu Daoist said: "That's right, my Daoist Huo Zhongzi and Yun Xiaozi have gone away with their swords. These two real people are extremely powerful, and the Shenwu King may encounter a lot of trouble.

It's just that I'm really interested in this King of Divine Martial Arts who is highly respected by the Sword God. "

Daoist Bailu had fought against Sword God, so he naturally knew how cold and aloof the other party was. He was really curious about a man who could be admired by such a character from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, thousands of miles away.

Huo Zhongzi followed the girl in the big fiery red cloak, "Girl, let me take you as my apprentice."

Xia Shu snorted arrogantly: "No, you are from the Taoist sect, and you are my father's enemy, so I don't want to take the enemy as my teacher."

Huo Zhongzi was stunned, "Girl, they can't represent the whole Taoist sect like me, I'm different from them.

My admiration for Lord Shenwu Wang is like a torrential river, and I only regret that I never saw him at the wrong time.

You. You only let me accept you as an apprentice, and I will immediately follow your father to the Taoist sect. I want to tell those little Taoist priests how great and amazing your father is. "

Lick the dog, kneel and lick all the way.

Stance or something, to hell.

(End of this chapter)