Sword Three + Douluo: Extraordinary Brilliance

In the fourteenth year of Tianbao, An Lushan Shi Siming raised an army and rebelled. The rebellion lasted seven years and two months, and ended in two years of Zhibaoying, which is known as the Anshi Rebellion. During the An-Shi Rebellion, there were eight major schools in the Central Plains, and the Tiance House was originally the Tang army. It defended the Tang Dynasty alone and fought to the last person. Tiance was completely destroyed. They scattered their family wealth, provided weapons for the Tang army for free, and sent many disciples in the village to help; Wanhua Valley, Chunyang Palace, and Shaolin Temple were closed to avoid the war, but they sent most of their disciples to the battlefield before the closure; Qixiufang Thanks to the favor of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, where the disciples in the workshop danced swords, the enemy army was killed and injured countless; the beggar gang had no wealth, but the largest number of disciples joined the Tang army; Independently joined the Datang army and contributed to Datang. After this battle, except for the complete destruction of Tian Ce, the vitality of the other seven sects was greatly damaged, and the glory of the Tang Dynasty was no longer prosperous.

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Datang army camp outside Chang'an city—

"Tang Wuyin! Ha, I didn't expect that even your unidentified disciple from the inner sect of the Tang Family Fortress would come here! Tsk, your fortress master is so angry!" He heard a familiar voice, and then the ever-dazzling yellow appeared in his sight. "Aren't you?" Tang Wuyin narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "I just want to know what kind of wind blows you, the eldest disciple of Hidden Sword Villa." Hearing this, the other party's face immediately collapsed, with grief and anger. Said: "It's not that **** surnamed Li! Sigh, you also know the little relationship between my master and that guy, but my master still regards him as a close friend, and he thinks that he is serving the country and the people. You sent me here." "Fang Ze, you are the disciple of the eldest brother, the master of Tibetan swords, and the most accomplished martial artist in your generation. Your master... If it weren't for the few of us, I guess he really is. It's good to go to the battlefield to help that guy. Fangze, as a disciple of the eldest brother, please help him a little bit!" The second village owner's words seemed to be echoing in his ears, Ye Fangze said that he was about to cry! His Hidden Sword Villa was not owned by the imperial court, so why did he get involved in this mess, especially the **** Li Chengen who wanted his own master to help. Thinking of Li Chengen's figure standing outside his master's building all night before he left... Ye Fangze's whole body is not well!

Seeing the complex expression change on Ye Fangze's face, Tang Wuyin's mouth twitched slightly: "What about the gentleman with the hidden sword, Rufeng?" ! What kind of trouble is this kind of arrogant arrogant who is beaten to death and does not admit the reality! But... it can be regarded as letting these guys who hide the sword experience the taste of a very important person being kidnapped by another family!

Ahem, so what, Tang Wuyin would know Ye Fangze, it was precisely because Tang Xiaowan was kidnapped by Ye Fan, and the Tang disciples went to Cangjian Villa to look for trouble. At that time, Tang Wuyin was looking for Ye Fangze, so the two Turned on the bad luck mode...

(Trust me, Ah Yin's CP is a junior, it is impossible to Tibetan Tang or Tang Tibetan! Even if I write, I will write about the Tibetan!)

It was said that it was a genuine misfortune. Tang Wuyin was very happy because of Ye Fangze's unhappiness. He also raised the corners of his mouth rarely, ignoring Ye Fangze's sad expression, and said, "It deserves it. Let's go. I'm going to report to the general." Ye Fangze sighed helplessly: "It's really a bad friend... well, you go in quickly, but I can remind you that Chang'an's garrison general is the famous jade-faced Shura Yang Mo, who spends all day long. With a cold face, it's very similar to you, I really want to see what words the two of you can say when you stay together." At the end, Ye Fangze couldn't help but have some thoughts of watching a good show, but that Tang Boundless didn't care about him at all, and walked past him and entered the handsome tent, causing Ye Fangze to shake his head helplessly, and went back to practice in the tent where he hid his sword.

"Tang Sect Tang Wuyin greets the general." After entering the tent, Tang Wuyin clasped his fists and saluted, and heard the general Yang Mo say: "Don't be too polite, Tang Sect disciples are urgent, it should be me thanking you and saluting." Yang Mo's voice was clean. Clear, but with a coldness. Tang Wuyin scrutinized the general carefully. If it was as he heard, Yang Mo was only a weak crown, and he had an excellent appearance. If he was not wearing the armor of Tiance, he was more like a scholar or a wealthy family. Young master, but it is said that this person is brave and good at fighting, and his tactics are also excellent. He has killed countless enemies without changing his face, like a blood-soaked Shura, and because of his appearance, he is also called a jade-faced Shura.

Yang Mo didn't mind Tang Wuyin's scrutinizing eyes, but said lightly: "It's a long way from Shu to here, everyone's tents are ready, please go and rest first." Neither of them talked a lot. Now that everything that needs to be said has been said, Tang Wuyin is not bad here, and leads people out of the handsome tent. But Yang Mo, who was in the tent, sighed softly, and his eyes were full of sorrow - although there are famous people in the world to help, but such a few people can't play a decisive role at all. Chang'an, can you really hold on?

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Half a month later, the wolf tooth army approached the city. Chang'an was besieged, but could not be attacked for a long time.

"Cough cough, really, young master, my reputation will be ruined here, I'm really not reconciled." Ye Fangze leaned on the ground with his sword, wiped away the blood just coughed up from the corner of his mouth, and smiled bitterly. The clothes he was wearing to hide the sword had long been soaked with blood from the enemy, his companions, and himself, and the original color could hardly be seen. "You still have that kind of wise thing?" Beside him, Tang Wuyin sneered at him, but his hands kept moving, spilling the hidden weapons one by one, shooting them out one by one, taking away a few wolf-toothed soldiers. 's life. Yang Mo also said on the side: "You can't hold it anymore? If you can't hold it, go back quickly!" In fact, Yang Mo just saw that his injury was the heaviest of the three, and wanted him to go back to Wanhua or Qixiu His disciple treated me, but Ye Fangze chuckled and said, "Oh, you two haven't gone back yet, how could I leave like this, let my master know that he has to scold me to death!" Jiuxi Miyan hit him and killed a few guys who were too close to Tang Wuyin's long-range attack.

The wolf tooth army has been besieging the city for two weeks. During the two weeks of **** battle, Tang Wuyin, Yang Mo, and Ye Fangze have become brothers who depend on each other for life and death, and they have fought their way through the enemy army. However, in the Tang army on the battlefield, the Tiance army was not large. The entire army was only 1,500 people. There were 300 people in Chang'an. And there are only 400 people who are better, and the rest of the soldiers are ordinary soldiers with no martial arts. Even though Tian Ce and the disciples of various sects could have many enemies with one, the ants killed the elephants, An Lushan colluded with foreigners, the Langya army was more numerous than the Tang army, and the Tang army was outnumbered. .

It was the third week. At this time, there were only more than 500 soldiers stationed in Chang'an. Yang Mo, Tang Wuyin, and Ye Fangze were at the forefront, almost exhausted. Ye Fangze said with a wry smile: "Hey, I said, the three of us are really going to explain it here. I'm really... unwilling!" "Even if I die, so what!" Keeping the spirit of Tang Dynasty, I, Yang Mo, have no regrets in death. It’s just that Chang’an can’t be kept any longer…” Tang Wuyin still said less: “In the next life, I would like to be a brother!” After speaking, the three of them tried their best to last. Strength, attacked the enemy army, but was mercilessly submerged and swallowed by the wolf tooth army.

Chang'an City is finally broken.

—————————————————— Bashu has always been known as the Land of Abundance. Among them, the most famous sect is none other than Tangmen.

The Tangmen is a mysterious place. Many people only know that it is halfway up the mountain, and the top of the mountain where the Tangmen is located has a frightening name—Gui Jianshou.

Throwing a stone from the cliff of Guijianchou, it takes a full nineteen strokes to hear the echo of the stone falling to the bottom of the mountain. It can be seen that it is high, and it is precisely because of these nineteen seconds that it is still more than eighteen layers of hell. Hence the name.

A young man in gray clothes was standing on the peak of Guijianchou. The frigid mountain wind could not make his body move at all. From the big Tang characters on his chest, he could be recognized that he was from the Tang Sect. The clothes represent the outer disciples of the Tang Sect.

He was twenty-nine years old this year. He entered the Tang Sect shortly after he was born, and ranked third among the outer sect disciples, so the outer sect disciples called him San Shao. Of course, when it came to the inner disciple, it became Tang San.

Since its establishment, the Tang Sect has been divided into two sects, the inner sect and the inner sect.

At this moment, Tang San's expression was very rich, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, but no matter what, he couldn't hide the excitement that came from his heart.

Twenty-nine years ago, since he was picked up by the outer sect elder, Mrs. Tang Lan, when he was a baby, Tang Sect was his home, and Tang Sect's hidden weapons were everything to him.

Suddenly, Tang San's face changed suddenly, but he was relieved quickly, and said to himself with some bitterness: "What should come is still here."

Seventeen silhouettes, seventeen white silhouettes, came from the mountainside towards the top of the mountain like star pills. The youngest of these seventeen silhouettes were over fifty, and they all looked solemn. The white robe represents the inner door, and the golden Tang character on the chest is the symbol of the elders of the Tang door.

There are seventeen elders in the Tang Sect Inner Sect Elder Hall, including the head of the Sect, Mr. Tang Da. At this time, it is also seventeen elders. Even the martial arts conference could not have alerted all the elders of the Tang Sect to dispatch at the same time. You must know that among the elders of the Tang Sect, the oldest has exceeded two Jiazi.

The cultivation realm of these Tangmen elders has all reached the realm of transformation, and in just a blink of an eye, they have already reached the top of the mountain.

When the outer sect disciple saw the inner sect elder, he could only kneel down to greet him, but at this time, Tang San didn't move, he just quietly watched these dignified elders come to him, blocking all the way, and Behind him, there is a ghost.

Putting down the three Buddhas and angering Tang Lian, Tang San cast his last reluctant glance, a gratifying smile on the corner of his mouth, he succeeded after all, after 20 years of hard work, he finally completed the pinnacle of this hidden weapon outside the Tang family. Work, that kind of fulfilling achievement, cannot be described in words.

At this moment, Tang San felt that to himself, everything was no longer important, whether it was violating the rules of the sect, whether it was life or death, it seemed to come to an end with the three blooming Tang lotuses in front of him. The Buddha was angry with Tanglian. The most domineering hidden weapon in the world was born in his own hands, what could be more exciting than Tang San, who had been immersed in hidden weapons all his life?

"I know that stealing into the inner sect and stealing the secret knowledge of this sect is unforgivable, and it is not tolerated by the rules of the sect. But Tang San can swear to God that he will never reveal any secret knowledge of this sect to the outside world. I say this, It's not that I hope to get the elders' tolerance, I just want to tell the elders that Tang San has never forgotten his roots. He never did before, and he never will again."

Tang San's emotions at this time were very calm, perhaps, this was the calmest time in his life. Looking at the large quaint courtyard of Tang Sect on the mountainside, feeling the air belonging to Tang Sect, Tang San's eyes became moist. Since the day he became sensible, it can be said that he was born for the Tang Sect, and at this time, he should also go for the Tang Sect for the pursuit of his life.

None of the elders said a word, and they still hadn't been able to wake up from the appearance of Buddha's Fury Tanglian. Two hundred years, two hundred years, the Buddha's anger Tanglian actually appeared in the hands of an outer disciple. What does this mean? This peerless hidden weapon that dominates the world, even the Tangmen themselves cannot resist, definitely represents the arrival of another peak of the Tangmen.

Seeing the elders bow their heads and say nothing, Tang San smiled, "Everything about Tang San is given by the Tang Sect, whether it is life or the ability he possesses, it is given by the Tang Sect, no matter when, Tang San is born from the Tang Sect. People, death is the ghost of Tangmen. I know that the elders will not allow the body of an outer disciple of me who violated the rules of the sect to stay in the Tangmen. In that case, let me ossify in the nature of Bashu. "

Tang San's calm and even excited voice finally awakened the elders. When the elders raised their heads to look at him, they saw a milky-white air current spread from him instantly.

"Xuantian Treasure Record, you even learned the highest internal skills of this sect in Xuantian Treasure Record?" Mr. Tang Da said in a voiceless voice.

There was a bang, and when the elders stepped back to prevent accidents, what they saw was Tang San with his entire body.

Tang San smiled, his smile was very bright, "Come here, leave, Buddha Fury Tang Lian is the last gift Tang San left for this sect. Now, except for me, I haven't taken it away. Everything in the Tang Sect, the secret manual is under the first brick in the door of my room. Tang San will return everything to the Tang Sect now."

"Hahahahahaha..." Tang San laughed wildly in the sky, stepping back suddenly, at this moment, all the Tang clan elders suddenly realized that no one had time to stop him, his body shrouded in white light, lightning bolts Like a ghost in front of him, his tall and high-spirited body rose into the air and walked towards the clouds and mists in the mountains.

"Wait a minute." Mr. Tang Da finally reacted, but it was too late for him to say anything.

The fog was thick, with bursts of moisture, took away the sunlight, and also took away Tang San who had dedicated his life to the Tang Sect and his hidden weapons.

Time seemed to stand still, Mr. Tang Da held up the three Tang lotuses in front of him with trembling hands, his eyes moistened, "Tang San, Tang San, why are you bothering? You brought us too many surprises. …”

"Big brother." The second elder took a step forward, "Why do you feel bad for this traitor?"

Mr. Tang Da's eyes turned cold instantly, his whole body was full of chills, and he stared at the second elder, "Who are you calling a traitor? Have you ever seen a traitor who won't run away after obtaining the highest secrets of the sect? Die Mingzhi? Have you ever seen a peerless hidden weapon capable of destroying any master in the Tang Sect, yet gave him the last gift to the Tang Sect? Tang San is not a traitor, he is the most outstanding genius in this sect for two hundred years."

The second elder was stunned, "But, he stole this sect..."

Mr. Tang Da suddenly interrupted, "If you can also make Buddha's Furious Tang Lian, I don't care what you steal. You were wrong, and I was wrong too. Just a moment ago, we actually watched Tangmen again. Brilliant opportunity slips by."

The elders gathered around, and their expressions were complicated, confused, sad, sighed, and more regrettable.

"You don't need to say anything, pass my order, order all the disciples of this sect to send out, look for Tang San, see people in life, and see corpses in death. At the same time, from this moment, Tang San was promoted to the main body. The disciple of the sect, if he is still alive, he will be the only heir to my position as the head of the sect."

"Yes, Sect Master." The elders bowed to obey at the same time.

If Tang San was still on this cliff at this moment and could still hear Mr. Tang Da's words, even if he died, he would definitely be very relieved, his efforts were not in vain after all. However, all this came too late.

Ghosts, it takes nineteen seconds to throw down a stone. It seems that there is an existence beyond the eighteen layers of hell. How could it allow a living person to be released by the cloud and return?

Tang San left, he left this world forever, but his other fate had just begun. Like him, and...

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I can't really write fight scenes...and the next one shouldn't be too close because I'm coding on my phone and most of the time I'm reading novels instead of writing...will try to be quick, someone Please reply if you see it~