From Low Martial Arts to Great Antiquity, I Created Mythical Fairy Martial Arts

One after another, everyone looked at Gu Heng excitedly...  

In this troubled world, there is no greater truth than eating in one bite.

"Okay, then all of them." Gu Heng promised.

On the other side, all the bandits under Teng Ziming were dumbfounded. If they could have a bite to eat, who would want to hang their heads on the belt of their trousers to seek a living?

Those scrawny guys all wanted, and they weren't even close.

Immediately, someone showed a heartbeat, stood up and said, "I can strike iron!"

One person took the lead, sparsely, and stood up three or four more times. This scene caught Teng Ziming off guard.

So, what the hell is this called?Do you still see his boss?

His eyes swept over the gang of people under him, and many rogues who were excited had to die because of Teng Ziming.

"Why don't Teng Zhuang come with him?" Gu Heng asked Teng Ziming.

Teng Ziming, who had stopped his subordinates with his eyes just now, said after a moment of silence, "Okay!"

Shocked the jaws of the gang of people under him, what's the matter?Wasn't it very reserved just now?

"Saving the common people from fire and water, the benefactor has immeasurable merits!" The old monk in the 0.9 temple said.

A group of people followed and praised Gu Heng as a living Bodhisattva, a good person.

Gu Heng felt ashamed, there are so many refugees in the world, and even if he has the heart to help the world, he is not capable of it.

However, it's fine if you haven't seen it, but now that you've seen it, you have to take care of it.

"Would you like to follow along?" Gu Heng said to the monks.

Just as the old monk was about to answer, he suddenly heard a sneering voice from outside the hall: "You brat, it's not very easy to do things, if it's me, I'll just kill this group of people and take it. When things go away, where is the need for such trouble?".

Chapter [-] Big Yellow Crossbow in the Army

At this time, the sky outside the hall was bleak, it was already night, and the heavy clouds in the sky covered the stars and the moon.

It was dark all around, and the sound of horses' hooves was occasionally heard outside Guanghua Temple, followed by a series of firelights, which came from the torches in the hands of those people on the horse's back.

Guanghua Temple no longer has an outer wall, and this world is not like Gu Heng.

The group directly beat the horse and stepped over the collapsed wall and rushed into the Guanghua Temple, causing everyone in the Buddhist temple to panic.

Teng Ziming reacted, and subconsciously pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and replied, "I don't know where the hero came from? Come to my boss Teng's site, and I don't know how to say hello in advance."

Teng Ziming, in the future, treats people like them as rogues who come to snatch things.

However, Gu Heng frowned slightly and looked at Zhang Xiu, knowing that the matter was not that simple.

The reason is very simple. The horses lined up outside the hall are well-trained and relaxed. This is definitely not something that ordinary rogues can do.

The most important thing is that both Gu Heng and Zhang Xiu could smell a murderous aura, a murderous aura that was dyed with blood.

At least this murderous aura was never seen in Teng Ziming's group.

Moreover, the words spoken by the person who spoke just now were obviously aimed at Gu Heng, not the other people in the hall.

Gu Heng's gaze involuntarily swept over the double iron halberd in the hands of the angry-eyed King Kong on the right side of the Buddhist temple.

Whoosh!

Taking the lead, a crossbow arrow came out of the air, and the target was Teng Ziming who answered.

Ding, dang, two buzzing sounds, Zhang Xiu threw the wine bowl in his hand and hit the arrow in the middle. In an instant, the thick and simple wine bowl was torn apart.

The crossbow arrow also changed direction immediately, slid past Teng Ziming, and nailed heavily on the mud tire of the Buddha statue in the temple, and the dust rustled.

Teng Ziming broke out in a cold sweat, and this was the only way he could react, and he turned around before the gate of hell closed.

Just when he wanted to express his gratitude to Zhang Xiu, Zhang Xiu couldn't care about it at this time, and turned around with Gu Heng, facing the outside of the Buddhist temple.

Tell Gu Heng: "The big yellow crossbow in the army."

The bows and crossbows that are circulating in the world today can be roughly divided into two types. One is the one that evolved from the Qin crossbow.

The equipment for the army is often circulated, and it can be said that it is used by both soldiers and bandits. Previously, Xi Zhicai was in the market, and the few that were kept in private belonged to Qin Nu.

In addition, there is another kind, which is also called the yellow shoulder crossbow. According to legend, it originated from the flying general Li Guang. This large yellow crossbow is extremely powerful, difficult to make, time-consuming and labor-intensive, so none of them have been recorded. On record.

It is only equipped in the army, and seldom goes abroad, and this is not something that every army can equip. Anyone who is qualified to equip a large yellow crossbow is a strong force in the army, and everyone who is qualified to hold a large yellow crossbow is also Soldier in the army.

It's just that, in today's chaos, it's impossible to say who these 'big armies' are loyal to.

However, these guys with big yellow crossbows appeared on the territory of Luoyang at the moment. Nine times out of ten, they were Dong Zhuo's own troops!

"I didn't expect that there is someone who knows goods in this poor and remote mountain!" Another rough voice came from outside the hall.

Immediately after, a middle-aged Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and disheveled hair appeared outside the main hall with a sturdy man with a suffocating body.

The firelight in the hall reflected the figures of the two of them from the darkness.

Gu Heng secretly watched the two with the Gate of Ascension.

Zhang Bao, from the Julu Clan, the general titled Duke Di; Hu Chi'er, a member of the Yue clan, five-color spiritual luck, seventh-rank martial force, and the official title fifth-rank Hulie General...

Gu Heng's heart skipped a beat when he saw only a few numbers.

The Yellow Turban Army was suppressed by the princes of the Eighteen Routes, so Dong Zhuo took control of Luoyang. According to legend, Zhang Jiao, the general of the Tiangong, Zhang Bao, the general of the Digong, and Zhang Liang, the general of the Humane, were all killed in battle.

The Yellow Turbans fell down and scattered, and eventually exiled and exiled, and were collected by various princes.

But now, Zhang Bao, one of the leaders of the Yellow Turbans who should have died, was standing in front of Gu Heng alive, making Gu Heng not surprised.

He once fought 910 with Hua Xiong's subordinate Zhang Ying in Huacai Tower, and that Zhang Ying was the Taoist boy beside Zhang Bao.

Zhang Yinghuaxiong, Zhang Bao and Hu Chier thought of this, and Gu Heng seemed to see a deeply hidden clue.

Hua Xiong is under Dong Zhuo's command, and this Hu Chi'er is Dong Zhuo's son-in-law Zhonglang General Niu Fu's confidant, Hua Xiong and Niu Fu are also a group.

The remnants of the former Yellow Turban army were hidden under Dong Zhuo's nose.

Dong Zhuo was kept in the dark about this, or did he do it on purpose?

If it is really a grass snake and gray line, and the pulse is thousands of miles away, he really underestimates the heroes of the world.

The Yellow Turbans were defeated, but were they really dead?

While Gu Heng was thinking about it, Zhang Bao, who had disheveled hair, took Hu Chi'er and walked straight towards the Buddhist temple.

"careful!"

Gu Heng reminded Zhang Xiu that Hu Chi'er had only five-color spiritual luck, but his combat power was as high as rank seven, which was comparable to Zhang Xiu's.

Gu Heng would be surprised by this on others, but it was not surprising that Hu Chier had Zhang Bao as his company. .

Chapter [-] The Fierce Revealed

After all, Hua Xiong, who had seen him in the Huacalyx Building, only had six-color spiritual luck, but he had seventh-rank martial power.

Zhang Ying, a little boy, can help Huaxiong to increase his strength. With such a skill, Zhang Bao can make Hu Chier even break two ranks, it must be no problem.

Before Zhang Bao entered the hall, his eyes were fixed on the Scarlet Heaven Sword on Gu Heng's waist.

"Boy, the sword on your waist looks good!" Zhang Bao said, his eyes showing greed.

Looking back at the double iron halberd in King Kong's hand, Gu Heng thought, he seemed to know why Zhang Bao came here.

It was no coincidence that he came here and Zhang Bao appeared here.

They were all attracted by the atmosphere of the double iron halberds. However, after Zhang Bao entered Guanghua Temple, he discovered that there was something better than the double iron halberds.

"The whip around your waist is also very good!" Gu Heng replied to Zhang Bao.

The Dragon Horn Whip, a medium-sized object of luck, made of dragon horns and dragon tendons...

Under the observation of the Gate of Ascension, the bright 'belt' around Zhang Bao's waist was also invisible.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Baoxu laughed wildly, "Boy, you have the kind, is it possible that you still want the dragon horn whip of this deity?"

"I want it, will you give it?" Gu Heng smiled.

Seeing this, Hu Chi'er stepped forward and scolded Gu Heng: "Presumptuous, are you also worthy of speaking like this with Tianzun?"

Hu Chi'er was not qualified to let Gu Heng pay attention. Gu Heng and Zhang Bao looked at each other, facing Zhang Bao's aggressiveness, and would not give in an inch.

Zhang Bao's intentions are very obvious. He wants the double iron halberd in King Kong's hand, he also wants the sword on Gu Heng's waist, and another surprise on Zhang Xiu's body, the tip of the tiger's head Zhanjin spear!

The murderous aura filled the air, and the other people in the Buddhist temple felt the aura that made their hearts tense at this moment.

Even Teng Ziming and his group were all silent at this time, and they didn't dare to let out the air.

No matter how poor their eyesight is, they know that the person in front of them is not easy to mess with.

Gu Heng and Zhang Bao, Zhang Xiu and Hu Chi'er compete against each other!

Zhang Bao clenched his hands and moved his lips.

Gu Heng watched with the gate of ascension, and soon noticed that the misty heaven and earth aura around him suddenly surged violently.

Two yin winds swept in from all around, and the bonfire in the Buddhist temple was still burning with crackling, but everyone's intuition was black, and the surrounding area was dark.

"Don't eat and drink a toast"!" After finishing the practice, Zhang Bao snorted coldly.

Gu Heng didn't care, the Gate of Ascension had already seen the weakness of Zhang Bao's technique.

hum!

The scarlet sky was unsheathed from his waist, and Gu Heng slid straight into his feet. Invisibly, a gust of qi swept away, and the yin wind that Zhang Bao summoned smashed into pieces.

In the Buddhist temple, other people only feel that the eyes are dark and bright, they can't see any way, they just feel that they are dazzled.

Zhang Xiu and Hu Chi'er were right beside Gu Heng and Zhang Bao. They felt something in their hearts, but they were like antelopes hanging on their horns, unable to feel the doorway.

The technique was broken, but Zhang Bao smiled and said in a dark voice, "Is this going to use a sword? That's all you can do?"

"Get out of here!" Gu Heng roared.

Like a vajra, he slashed at Zhang Bao with his sword. Since Zhang Bao is not good, he doesn't have to be polite.

Hu Chi'er rushed to block, and was kicked in the chest by Zhang Xiu, and her body was backward. Between the electric light and flint, Gu Heng and Zhang Xiu took a sword and kick, and Zhang Bao, who had just stepped into the Buddhist temple, moved together. Forced out of the hall.

"What a rude boy. Originally, as long as you obediently hand over the things of luck, if the deity is happy, maybe he can save the two of you, and I don't know what's good or bad!" Zhang Baozhen said with confidence.

Hu Chi'er shouted directly: "Kill me!"

The sixteen cavalry in the army under his command have long been waiting for him.