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The dragon and the tiger in the Prince's Mansion of Northern Liang are located in Qingliang Mountain.

When it comes to power, the emperor of the Liyang Dynasty is not as loud as Xu Xiao here. As the only remaining king of a different surname in the dynasty, the Xu family already has the prestige of covering the sky with one hand.

On this day, what was more expressive than horses was the message sent by hawks in the sky.

Xu Xiao, the king of Northern Liang, is the undisputed master of Northern Liang. How can he not be a little sensitive if he can thrive in the cracks between Liyang and Beimang? What's more, Northern Liang also has a terrifying intelligence organization secretly.

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"Open the city gate to welcome guests!"

In the hall, a middle-aged man with a face like an old farmer inserted his hands into his sleeves and spoke with a strong voice, like a thunderclap on the ground.

On this day, Beiliang's three thousand Snow Camp Dragon Cavalry troops burst out!

Endless traces of snow-white cover the entire Lingzhou City. The cavalry is in uniform order, the hoofs of the horses are shaking, and the thunder is booming, as if there are signs of overturning the entire city.

This kind of movement is unknown to everyone and everyone is aware of it.

In Lingzhou City, those wealthy men who drove three or four carriages along the main road were afraid to fly around. The rich and powerful families were in a panic. Those beautifully dressed young ladies did not care about their elegant demeanor and carried their skirts.

Jian stood guard at the window and watched those heroic generals.

That person in Beiliang didn't know that the Daxueying Dragoon Army was personally led by King Xu Xiao of Beiliang. It was the best among the elite in the Northern Liang Cavalry Army. The former Daxueying Dragoon Army made the world know how powerful it was and how powerful it was.

All the great achievements were built on the blood-soaked heads, and the six kingdoms were destroyed. Even the former Western Shu soldier Saint Ye Baikui's Euphorbia Army was defeated by him.

"The King of Northern Liang will welcome the guests with the display of the Snow Camp Dragon Cavalry Army!"

The news, which I don’t know where it came from, spread like a tornado in an instant, spreading from ten to ten, and in less than an hour it spread throughout Lingzhou City at an astonishing speed. All the men, women, and children in the city immediately became energetic.

Such a great reliance is simply an unprecedented spectacle.

The world has been peaceful and stable for a long time. Who has the dignity to allow Xu Xiao, the domineering king of Northern Liang, to take out his precious personal army to welcome the guests as a sign of courtesy and respect?

Even when the Emperor of the Zhao family came to Beiliang in person, he was not treated like this.

At the east city gate, each of the Daxue Camp Dragoons stood like javelins, as motionless as a mountain. The Northern Liangdao, spears and halberds in their hands revealed their cold light, and their bright armor shone like silvery white snow that could not be stared at.

On the reviewing stand at the head of Lingzhou City, a large scroll with the character "Xu" in Chinese characters was rustling in the river wind. A thin middle-aged man was wearing a brocade suit and smiling like a rich old man in a shop. He was surrounded by people.

There were powerful generals who were far taller and stronger than him, as well as elegant and handsome Confucian scholars. They were splendid in appearance, but none of them could surpass the man in front of him.

"Father, do you need to be so prepared?"

The fierce general with a figure comparable to that of a tiger or a wolf stood up loudly, looking at the empty area in the distance at the top of the city, frowning, and felt great disapproval in his heart.

So what about the top martial arts masters in the world? Have Beiliang killed too many masters in these years?

With an army of 300,000 men standing ready, who dares to despise or underestimate us?

Even Wang Xianzhi did not dare to go to Beiliang Huxu. When Xu Xiaoma rode across the rivers and lakes, many heroes in the rivers and lakes were looking forward to Emperor Wu's city coming forward, but what was the result?

This world has been crushed by horseshoes.

No matter how strong the top warriors are, they can defeat many armies. Aren't there many top warriors in the world who have surrendered to the royal power in Beimang?

Xu Xiaole said with a naive smile: "Guests come from afar, Beiliang must not lose its etiquette, business cannot be done with justice!"

Qi Dangguo was noncommittal and spoke his mind. He came from a poor and lowly military background and he did not agree with this behavior from the bottom of his heart. It was not only a show of courtesy but also a way of intimidation. If he wanted to measure the strength of the visitor, he only needed to use all his armor and soldiers, so why bother with it?

, however, loyalty is at the forefront, and the generals of Beiliang will continue to carry out the plan without any discount.

Not long after, looking north from the top of Lingzhou City, a carriage came quickly from the east.

The majestic pass stretches across the road, and the carriage makes a pleasant tinkling sound of spring water. When the wheels roll, it seems as if the world is torn apart.

Behind the carriage, there were three continuous black torrents of sound, flags waving, horse hooves fierce, raising dust on the ground. However, the speed of this group of cavalry was not much, just to defend the leading carriage in front.

Surrounded by the cavalry with swords and spears, the carriage finally stopped. Xu Fengnian glanced at it and waved his hand, and the cavalry behind him also stopped.

A smile now appeared on Xu Fengnian's face. He held down the reins and looked at the carriage and the scarlet "Xu" banner at the top of the city.

How about the current sword god? This is Beiliang. It is the territory that Xu Xiao, the largest heterosexual king in the Liyang Dynasty, has worked hard for more than 20 years. It has accumulated so much power that even the emperor's orders have no effect here. Beiliang has the bravest and most elite people in the world.

The largest number of cavalry, this is also the reason why Beiliang dares to challenge the world in this place of four battles.

Three thousand Daxueying dragoons defeated the 10,000 cavalry troops of the Western Sichuan Soldiers. They were as fast as arrows and fought like thunder and lightning. This cavalry army accounted for at least half of the credit for the destruction of the Western Shu Kingdom.

How many armored soldiers can a famous swordsman destroy?

"The person sitting in the carriage is a sword god from the martial arts review. Why don't you come out and meet him?" Xu Xiao stood at the top of the city with a loud and powerful voice.

While Xu Xiao was speaking, a dozen veterans and new generals behind him who had died in countless battles raised their eyes and focused on the carriage with a condescending gaze.

If looks could kill, I'm afraid this carriage is riddled with holes.

In this world, no one has ever enjoyed such treatment as Xu Xiao.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was sitting on the front of the carriage, his face expressionless, but his mind was far from as calm as his face and tone. He clenched the reins tightly, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't dare to relax.

At this moment, Xiaoban, the most elite generals in the world, is gathered here, and there are even more murderous intentions hidden by top masters in the secret. All the condensed invisible momentum is like a rough ocean, but she is a small boat. If she is not careful, she may turn into powder.

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But the more this happened, the more excited Xuanyuan Qingfeng became.

A woman is like a picture, polished by bare hands, and can make a picture of a country, but how can she compare to standing alone in the splendid country?

The collision between the most powerful military force in the world and the combat power of the world's top warriors is clearly and directly displayed before everyone's eyes for the first time.

Suddenly, the curtain gently opened, and a handsome young man who looked like a scholar walked out. He looked at the endless white cavalry inside the city gate, with a smile on his face.

"When I first entered the Jianghu, I traveled to the south of the Yangtze River and climbed the dragon and tiger, stepped on Wudang and looked to the north, and sang and sang with my sword, it was so smooth and wanton. The world is vast and my mind is wide open!"

"At this moment, the fine wine in Cao Changqing's hand should be revealed!"

"Today I have watched the military ceremony of Beiliang. I am very sharp. You should know that it is no lie that the cavalry of Beiliang is the best in the world. The king of Beiliang treated me with great courtesy. I have nothing but a long sword on my waist. I am willing to show what I have learned."

The sincere kendo swordsman’s performance in the city.”

The color was thunderous, and every sentence was like a thunderbolt exploding in the ears of the people in the city, and every word was heard clearly and distinctly.

Xu Xiao stood with his sword in his hand, a smile on his lips, his sleeves rolled up by the wind, and his brows were filled with high spirits:

"Please show me some acting skills!"

"The Northern Liang warriors wear cool swords. You can learn swordsmanship regardless of family."

Chen Jun's loud voice shook the sky: "Qingfeng, open the sword box!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng took out the sword box randomly placed on the carriage. Inside was an ordinary-looking long sword. This was Sir's personal long sword. The only time he saw it wielded was the first time he saw Mr. Sword in Jincheng.

When thunder breaks through the sky.

Chen Jun said loudly: "This sword is for Beiliang!"

The long sword was thrown down and turned into a white streak across the sky. Suddenly there was a loud roar, and there were 30,000 sword energy in the air. The long sword came through the clouds and broke through the sky.

The swords on the waists of the three thousand Daxue Camp dragoons in the city trembled with clang, and the people were shocked to see the mighty flying swords in the sky.

A sword hangs high in the sky of Lingzhou City, pulling 30,000 long swords and never falling.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The clouds suddenly dropped.

Jianghu records that Chen Jun first entered Beiliang to practice swordsmanship, and used one sword to draw 30,000 sword energy across the sky.

The Purple Lightning Sword God no longer has the word "Purple Lightning" in front of him, and the third-ranked master on the martial arts review actually appears in a strange scene of two swordsmen juxtaposed.

Xu Fengnian stopped on his horse and was stunned: "What kind of sword is this?"

Chen Jun waved his hand, and the sword energy dissipated in an instant. He took back the sword and said calmly:

"Zhu Xian!"

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"How about it!"

Xu Xiao, who looked like a wealthy businessman, looked at the invisible Thirty Thousand Sword Qi in the sky with a smile, and said to the many generals of Beiliang behind him.

The generals clenched their fists, and the veins on their hands were exposed.

The veteran general at the top of the city was not a veteran who had died in countless battles. He had been unruly and courageous all his life. He was not so patient when facing the "return gift" from the city.

Although this sword is very beautiful and wonderful, you may never see such an immortal swordsmanship in your life.

But a martial artist is a martial artist, and a martial artist belongs to the Jianghu, and this Jianghu has already been silenced once under the hooves of Beiliang. However, I still have to admit that taking action is a lose-lose outcome. It is an extremely difficult choice to make, let alone the only successor to Beiliang.

The eldest son of Datong, Xu Fengnian, and the eldest daughter Xu Zhihu are both at the top of the city, so a fight would be completely uneconomical.

Xu Xiao glanced at the civil servants. Most of them were middle-aged scholars with cold sweat on their foreheads and trembling bodies. Those who didn't know it thought they were weak and sick, or they had lost too much energy in bed in the middle of the night.

"how?"

Then Xu Xiao looked at the old man next to him. Apart from the handsome young man in white on the left, this old man was the closest to the King of Northern Liang. No one else had this qualification, no matter how high their rank was.

The old man had a broken arm and empty sleeves. He was short in stature, had a goatee, wore an old and worn-out sheepskin fur, and had lazy eyes.

Only two people on the top of the city noticed that when the old man raised his "Zhu Xian" sword, the empty sleeves of his severed arm shook the most, and their eyes became extremely bright. Chen Zhibao was one of them, even if he didn't know the old man's identity.

But to be able to make Northern Liang King Xu Xiao look respectful, his background is definitely not small.

When and where did the Northern Liang King, the only king with a different surname in the Liyang Dynasty, treat people so respectfully?

Even the currently prosperous Zhang Julu and Zhang Shoufu are not qualified to do so.

"Hmph, what do you think of me?"

The old man's hoarse voice echoed on the top of the city, "I only know that if this sword falls, the Xu people will probably lose nine out of ten of your three thousand Daxue Camp Dragon Cavalry."

Everyone looked at each other, not only shocked by the rude tone of the old man's words to Xu Xiao, but also shocked by the previous sword attack. It was unbelievable that he could kill more than two thousand cavalry with one sword.

Xu Xiao said happily: "I'd like to hear the details!"

"When the three religions reach the realm, the Confucian saint connects the heaven and the earth with his majestic aura, so he speaks the constitution of heaven and speaks the law. The Taoist great immortal can turn his words into prophecies, so he can use the curse to kill demons and eliminate demons, and act on behalf of heaven.

Many Bodhisattvas in Buddhism have made great wishes, and their words can shake the three thousand worlds.

What are the similarities and differences between his methods and those of the Land Sword Immortal?

A sword energy is so long that it penetrates Lingzhou City for thousands of miles. It shakes Kunlun with one hand. It falls like thunder from the sky. When it ends, the clouds disappear and the fog disappears, leaving no trace.

Let me ask you, which master in Beiliang can achieve such a state?

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Xu Xiao bowed in awe: "Isn't there another old gentleman here?"

"I can't afford to pay homage to you, Cripple Xu." The old man tightened his sheepskin fur with a look of disgust on his face.

Xu Xiao asked: "Then do you think the level of this sword can be compared to the one from Emperor Wu City?"

"Whatever it is, if it can't be compared, it doesn't matter."

The old man gave no face at all, "There are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are heavenly beings beyond the sky. Do you know why Wang Xianzhi is willing to be second in the world? Apart from his arrogant tone, he actually did a good job. Who would have expected that one or two monsters would suddenly appear at the foot of that mountain?

Just like this guy named Chen, who among you knows his background?"

"The three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have been passed down for thousands of years. They never like to be in the limelight. Who knows if there are some hidden demons and monsters that have not yet emerged. These people have not come out. Why is Wang Xianzhi ranked first?"

"Then, according to you, his martial arts strength ranks among the best in the world."

"Even if you don't count the immortals, they must have been discharged into one hand."

"that..."

The old man's saliva almost didn't hit the face of Northern Liang King Xu Xiao, and he said it in one breath without caring at all: "It's not over yet, if you fart, hurry up, old man, I still have sleep!"

"Haha, last question!" Xu Xiao asked with a smile: "You are the old Sword God, and he is the new Sword God. How is his strength compared to your peak?"

The old man glared at him, snorted coldly and walked away.

Among the many civil and military onlookers on the city wall who were stunned, only Chen Zhibao, who was always praised as an exquisite and thoughtful person, guessed the identity of the old man and was surprised.

This is the sword god Li Chungang recorded in the martial arts commentary of the previous generation.

I don't know how many martial arts swordsmen were amazed by the two-sleeved green snake.

"Open the middle door to welcome guests!"

Xu Xiao shouted loudly, which shook the city.

Horse hooves rang out, the ground trembled, and three hundred horsemen dressed in white came from behind in a carriage.

On both sides of the street, the crowds in Lingzhou City were shaking. Just now, everyone in the city heard the sounds outside, and there was a fairy sword hanging high in the sky in the city. Such stories of fairy tales immediately attracted countless people to come and greet them, and they were all vying for the top spot.

Squeeze your head to see.

Perhaps if it hadn't been for the strong-armed Beiliang cavalry guarding both sides, a big mess would have arisen.

They all saw that beside the carriage was the Prince of Northern Liang guarding him, and outside the carriage was a beautiful lady riding a horse. Inside the carriage, the eldest daughter of the Prince of Northern Liang was holding tea in her bare hands.

The ruler of Beiliang, King Xu Xiao of Beiliang, led the civil and military forces of Beiliang to personally greet him at the gate of the east gate.

This is the summer solstice.

According to Jianghu records, more than 100,000 people lined the streets in Lingzhou City to welcome him.

Northern Liang King Xu Xiao held hands with the new sword god and went straight to the Northern Liang Palace in Qingliang Mountain.