Chronicles of Heaven

The farm is located four hundred miles from Dalongcheng.

Wu Tie and his party did not retain the physical strength of the horse this time, letting the horse ride all the way. It took about two hours, and when the light and heat on the top of the head reached its peak, they came outside the city of Dalong.

Outside the city, on the side of the road, a flat land of about five or six hundred acres was opened, which was covered with fine sand.

Thousands of disciples of the Sixth Palace only wrapped a pocket cloth around their waists, and they sweated and smelted their bodies on the ground. The way they exercised, the witch iron could not help but stunned.

Half of the disciples had a steady stance, and the other half of the disciples held a thick iron bar with a bowl of mouth, and each of them screamed at the partner's companion.

There is absolutely no release of water, and the iron rods bring up the whistling sound of ‘呜呜’, and each shot is heavily squatted on the bodies of these six palaces. Head, neck, shoulders, back, chest, lumbar vertebrae, lower abdomen, thighs, buttocks, calves, face bones, even the most terrible squat...

The iron rods won the sound of these six-disciplinary disciples, and they were struggling one by one, licking their teeth and holding back the bombardment of iron bars.

Under the black iron-colored skin, a small scorpion-like blood vessel squirmed, and there were countless blue ridges on the scalp, so I couldn't help it at first glance.

Wu Tie and others slowed down the speed of the mount and slowly passed by the practice field. Everyone stared at the disciples of these six palaces.

Old white and reckless staring at the iron bars with thick bowls, subconsciously compared to their own neck. One of them is a rat, and the other is a mixed race of human and gnome. The body is petite, the neck is not as thick as the bowl, and the constitution is their biggest weakness.

Such iron bars can smash them with a stick?

"Six-way palace... terrible." The old white murmured.

On the side of the practice field, next to the road, a dozen bronze-colored strong men surrounded a white-silver burly man. The silver-coloured man is nearly three meters tall and is like a small tower.

The powerful flesh brought the horrible physical function. This group of strong men also heard the whispers of the old white, and turned their heads to smile at the old white teeth.

Especially the tallest silver-skinned man, his eyes swept over the Wutie and his entourage, and he snorted in his nose: "The rat? The garbage... The gnome? The garbage in the garbage... The woman? Even the garbage Not as good... Well, you two, it seems to have some qualifications."

The brawny did not hide his contempt for Laobai, Lu Xun and Yan Hanlu. He said proudly: "That tall and tall boy, and the dead fat man... There is kind, join me in the Sixth Palace... even the lowest position. Outside the disciples, there are five gold dragons in a month."

"Especially, eating and drinking without money, eating meat in large chunks, drinking in large bowls, and refining the body with a group of **** men every day, fighting, hacking, and how happy?"

"How? Consider it... Real man, join me in the Sixth Palace... Only the ladies, go to the Longevity!"

This big man didn't know how many times he said this set of rhetoric over and over again. It seems that his tongue is not knotted, and he fluently said this long line of words clearly and plainly.

A group of big men grinned and tried to show their splendor and enthusiasm.

In their view, Wu Tie is a good embryo.

The tender face proves that he is not old enough. A height of slightly more than two meters proves that his constitution is very good. Although it is a little thinner, as long as the big fish and the meat are raised for the same period as the pigs, it is a strong man.

Shi Fei would not even say that, such a thick and tall figure, he can see that he has a little blood.

This is the favorite type of doorman of the Sixth Palace.

The blood of the giant represents the power and the power of madness. And such a fat Shi Fei, proves that he is healthy and has an appetite. A dead fat man who can eat and drink, loves to eat and drink, put it in the Liudao Palace, that is talent, absolute talent!

"Consider considering Ha... Joining my six-way palace, the benefits can be more than that." The most burly big man said loudly: "We are fighting with the longevity teaching all the year round, killing the mother-in-law of the longevity teaching, and stealing their women... Longevity The girls who are taught are tempted by each other. Oh, it’s the best to do it, hahaha!”

"How, just join me in the Sixth Palace, have the merits, make money, send food, send the girls!" Dahan slaps his own strong chest muscles, two small wine jars as strong as the pectoralis major Dramatically beating.

The physical strength of this cockroach is as strong as the devil. When his pectoralis major muscles beating, the muscles violently oscillate the air, and they actually emit a low squeaky thunder.

These singular endowments in the flesh... Even if the power of the Witch iron body is already at the level of millions of pounds, he can't do it!

Witch iron is a fine-sized body, and the streamlined muscles are like iron sheets, which are tightly wrapped around the bones. He wants to shake the chest muscles to make such a loud noise, he can't do it!

Witch iron horrified, horrified staring at the muscles of the big man violently shaking.

Dahan intends to show off, and he and a dozen of his skinned bronze men shake his whole body muscles at the same time.

More than a dozen taller than two meters, three meters below, only a strong man wrapped around a waist, agitating the muscles of the uplift, showing off their majestic body to the two men of Wutie and Shifei...

The six rounds of the sky are very bright.

People come and go on the avenue, and several caravans are coming in and out.

Wu Tie suddenly felt a shame... His cheeks were almost burnt and melted.

"Thank you for your kindness... just...hehe, huh, boy, I still have important things to do... Oh, boy, I’m going to find my brother..." Wu Tie stuttered and talked to the big man. He handed a bow.

"Don't worry, think about it... I really join the Sixth Palace." Dahan smiled loudly: "Remember, Big Brother, I am the teacher of the Sixth Palace in Dalongcheng, Wang Wu... I like to use big brother. The choppers are stunned, so they all call me the Broadsword King."

"If you want to join the Sixth Palace, you will go to the station of the Sixth Palace in Dalongcheng and report my brother's name. Dadao Wangwu, who likes to use the 10,000-kilogram machete to swear the sword."

Wang Wu smiled triumphantly and deliberately showed off his machete with a handle of 10,000 pounds.

"You, listen, optimistic, this is the machete that the oldest son of the sword is five thousand pounds." When it comes to pride, Wang Wu picks up a handle from his armor and almost waits for his body. High, the knife handle is one meter long, and the knife is about two meters long.

"It’s not that my king’s five used the heavier weapons... This blames the founding masters of the Sixth Palace. They can’t beat the heavier weapons.” Wang Wu proudly smashed himself with a knife. The head of the head made a loud noise of '咚'.

"Actually, Laozi has measured strength, three or five thousand pounds of heavy weapons, Laozi is not talking... I can easily wave it. But the casting masters of my six palaces... Hey, I am not saying that they are ill, they are behind them. Really craftsmanship can't be done, they can't beat the heavier weapons that Laozi wants..."

Every word of Dadao Wangwu comes with a halo.

Wu Tie and his party urged the mount and ran to Dalongcheng.

On the boulevard, people came and went. Several teams crossed the road here. The big knives splattered their weapons and did not notice that Wu Tie had already ran.

Speaking of excitement, Dadao Wangwu smashed his own weapon to stop a caravan that crossed the road, and heavily inserted his big knife on the ground.

"Come, come, come, do you believe that Lao Tzu's big knife has 10,000 pounds?" The Broadsword King five desperately patted his chest and issued a '咚咚' snarl thunder: "In your caravan, come to a man to pull up Laozi. The big knife, then play a few tricks."

"If you can do it, Lao Tzu will be the master, let the tax-collecting brothers withdraw all your taxes."

"The ugly words are here, you can't do it, hey, take ten big golden dragons out, ask Grandpa Wang to drink... Grandpa gives you a set of Luohanfu magic knives. If you can't do it, you can learn three or two tricks. ?"

Wu Tie and others have already ran out of the distance.

When he heard the loud noise of Wang Wu, Wu Tie suddenly looked back at him.

Is the knife of the Sixth Palace called the Rohan Volcano?

King Kong Voldemort, Luo Hanfu magic knife... In the martial arts of the old iron heritage, there is indeed a knife method of Luo Hanfu magic knife.

Simple, heavy, Luo Hanfu magic knife together only a total of eighteen knife, but each knife is avenue to Jane, full of a kind of upright, killing the demon of the bright charm.

Wu Tie’s mood became very good.

Wang Wu, this person does not look bad.

The disciples of the Sixth Palace seem to have a simpler mind, but they are not considered bad guys.

Among the knives they practiced, there are Luo Hanfu magic knives.

In this world, Wu Tie seems to have a little more involvement with many people, and there is a trace of embarrassment. This feeling is inexplicably very good.

Behind it came the scream of Wang Wu: "Forget it, don't you guys of this bitter haha's big golden dragon... Hey, look good, Luo Hanfu magic knife close together a total of twelve styles, the first style, the dragon roar roar The dragon."

Wu Tie stayed, the first type of Luo Hanfu magic knife is indeed the dragon rohan roaring dragon, but Luo Hanfu magic knife, is not a total of eighteen?

Wang Wu was proud of it. On the boulevard, a large knife danced a ray of snow, blocking the entire avenue. Gradually, there were more and more people and teams on the road. No one dared to Wang Wu’s side passed by.

When Wu Tie and others walked into Dalongcheng, on a tall tower, a rough voice suddenly sounded like a thunder, and it was as loud as a dozen miles: "Wang Wu, you kill a thousand knives... Open... blocked the road, who is Laozi looking for tax? Roll!"

A one-foot-thick iron pole with a length of three meters flew out from the tower.

The iron bar instantly cut through hundreds of feet, and the heavy bombardment was on the knife.

The iron bar shattered the knife light and slammed into the door of Wang Wu. In the loud noise, Wang Wuyi hugged the iron bar and squatted back dozens of steps. Each step left a hole in the size of the water tank on the ground.

Shaking his head, Wang Wu threw the iron bar on the ground and pointed at the direction of the tower.

Wang Wu's red skin is not red, but the end of the iron bar, the original smooth iron bar, hard to print a three-inch deep human face outline. Wang Wu’s head is much harder than this iron.

Wu Tie and others have entered the Dragon City.

This city is ten times larger than the Black Rock City and Dashi City that Wu Tie has seen before.

There are several spacious avenues in the city, and the roadside is a neatly planned building. There are shops, restaurants, restaurants, even special brothels, and hotels for the rest of the caravans.

Dalongyu is indeed much richer than the Cangyan domain. At least in Blackstone, you can't find a restaurant that is open to the public. You can't find a hotel dedicated to entertaining guests. **The entertainment venue.

What makes Wu Ting’s difference is that at the crossroads where the two streets meet, he actually saw a crowd of people entering the bustling shops, standing in front of the store with a whole row of neatly dressed, soft-skinned rats. Warrior.

These rats smiled and showed bright big teeth, and greeted the guests who entered and exited with enthusiasm.

Look at the signboard outside the shop. This is a place run by the rats, which sells all kinds of information and intelligence.

The old white body was stiff, and he stared at the shop, his face filled with extremely sacred light, better like drunkenness, and the dough was a little red.

The rats in the Cangyan domain are either stray thieves and thieves, or the lowest level fighters of each family. They have always been bullied and looked down upon.

Why did he ever think that the Rats can manage such a big situation?

Such a ... brilliant, gorgeous, so tall, style... Laobai seems to suddenly see the paradise of his dreams.

Wu Tie’s finger knocked on the old white head and awakened him from the ecstasy.

"Old white, go and explore with your people, have you gone to the caravans in Shibuya."

"Go and ask, if I want to buy a lot of Yuancao, Yuancao of various attributes, I am going to find someone."

"Well, this hotel is good, we just went in and repaired it. You searched for the news and hurry to join us."

Laobai hurriedly nodded his head. He was laughing and riding a snake-like lizard, and ran to the intelligence shop operated by the rats.

Wu Tie and others are diagonally across the intersection, a hotel with a six-door stone gate sign.

A few dressed up neatly, the grooming was clean, and the appearance was carefully selected. The pretty and dignified gnome girl greeted him. He was very affectionate, but did not have the charm of the knot to Wu Tie and others. A gift.

“You are a distinguished guest, please enter... The Six-Day Hotel is the largest hotel in Dalongcheng. Everything is there. We can satisfy any legitimate request.”