Taiping Order

Chapter 285 Murong Long's picture ends

The old man in blue laughed wildly. Even with the body of the red dragon, he seemed to be unable to stop him. He was so depressed that he fell down below. The dragon roar sounded, and with just a moment, he shook the Murong Longtu back. The red dragon is vast among the sea of ​​clouds.

Ji Zichang's body was stiff.

Chen Dingye and Jiang Wanxiang looked at this scene. Even if they viewed the world as majestic as this, they were far superior to the world. They felt that among the world's wars and heroes for all ages, the so-called world is just a small puddle, and they were also in their minds at this moment. Only one word left is crazy.

The world is small and not worth mentioning!

But in this battle, this crazy man in the world forced the word "国国" to be even higher than the sky!

The next moment, the eight thousand-year-old red dragon, who was regarded as the **** of protecting the country by the people of the Central Plains, lowered his eyes. The words said made hundreds of thousands of people in Zhongzhou shake themselves. The ancient red dragon hung his eyes. , looking at the young man playing the piano, his voice was vast:

"Li Guanyi, I come as your appointment."

"I'm afraid I'm going to break my promise today."

The voice was vast and majestic, slowly falling. At this moment, after the old man in blue clothes stepped on the dragon, the grandfather and grandson once again threw the entire Zhongzhou Imperial City into silence.

Let Chilong go to the appointment?

It was like the revival of the Red Emperor eight hundred years ago!

Jiang Wanxiang said word by word:

"As soon as Li Guanyi's appointment?"

Some of the people seemed to be unwilling to care about the general trend of the world, and were curious about who Li Guanyi was, but on the battlefield of the rivers and lakes, the red dragon stared at Murong Long's map, and seemed to have a hint of humane emotions, accompanied by With a long whistle, the old man was shaken away, and then he flew with the red clouds:

"I am also interested in the world for eight hundred years."

"Murrong Long Picture."

"Today, I will lose with you!"

The sound of the dragon roar shook all over the place, causing chaos in the sky. The scales on the red dragon's body lit up layer by layer, and the dragon's tail swung, stirring up the storm and storm, and smashing it hard towards the old swordsman.

The old swordsman raised his hand and then the trees, flying flowers, and willow leaves flew up one after another. There seemed to be a bridge between the sky and the earth, and everything in the world seemed to have turned into a long sword.

Murong Longtu uses the world as its sword to invite the ancient red dragon to fight!

The masters all had to retreat, and the martial artists in the martial arts world could no longer hold back and could no longer bear the treatment of watching from afar. They angrily raised their weapons and came toward this side. It was a mess for a while. The sound of the piano in Li Guan's hand was mixed. Get up.

Ancestor, Master, Great-grandfather...

At this moment, a sudden burst of sharpness burst out, but a figure came straight towards Li Guan here. The man's body was agile and erratic, and it was obvious that he had a strong cultivation level.

However, he took advantage of the fact that Jian Kuang, the world's top master, was invited to fight in the world, and took Li Guanyi's life.

Li Guanyi offended too many people.

He himself didn't know who would kill him.

Now in such a chaotic situation, who can explain it clearly?

There were many heroic generals who looked down on the battlefield, leaving the military formation and armor, and died in the hands of the Jianghu people. The assassin's eyes were cold and locked in the low realm of hearing. A young man who survived by chance.

This man's sword is sophisticated.

He once killed many people for the sake of the royal family, some of which were the talented people valued by the young emperor. Today is no exception. Killing this person can lead to the royal family. The only thing that only one of the two old seniors is worthy of .

Glory and wealth are within your reach.

He saw it very clearly—

The sword maniac Murong Longtu is in full swing, and he is fighting against the ancient red dragon with the legend of martial arts.

Even if it is such a top-notch and unparalleled person in the world, it can't react at this moment.

And I heard that the great master of the three sects in the palace who owned the life line in the world said that after the battle today, Murong Longtu did not die under the siege of all the masters in the world, he would probably die on the spot.

He naturally didn't have to worry about any subsequent revenge.

As for Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi's fate is very thin.

The last one with such a poor life was heard that he lost his father at a young age, lost his mother at a young age, and lost his teacher at a long time, then lost his ancestors, lost his wife at a middle age, and lost his son at an old age. He was born with a lonely star in the world, and was alone. Instead of surviving in this troubled world, I will survive.

But it's better to die!

Change me to wealth and glory!

The assassin has already calculated everything, the timing, the way out, and even the chaotic aura at this moment, it is difficult to restore who took the action after killing people, but he has never calculated one thing.

His sword was stumbled.

The assassin's heart tightened and his martial arts suddenly became the first time he played the piano.

Realm, sixth level of heaven.

Martial arts practice—"Chinlong Town Jiuzhou"!

The sound of the piano is chaotic.

But the next moment, the young man playing the piano stood up and stretched out his hand.

His five fingers stretched out and grabbed the assassin's cheek.

Get up and pace.

There is no need to release internal energy at all.

Simple brute force!

The cheeks of this assassin with great skill were directly pressed on the wall of the school next to him. The flesh on the face seemed to be embedded in it. Finally, the walls of the school were shattered, the sound of the piano was trembling, and the last sound was harsh, then The strings broke all the time.

The assassin's face was already covered with mud.

"Good boy, is this the so-called second heaven?!"

The assassin shook his body, and had already separated his figure, and he tried his best to shake Li Guanyi's palm and swung back.

The young man in a blue Taoist robe clenched his fists and stepped on his feet.

The muscles and bones of my body made crisp sounds.

What martial arts?

What moves?

What Dharma image?

Just a punch!

It hit the assassin's abdomen fiercely, then turned its wrist and burst out the energy, smashing the assassin's inner energy armor, knocking the latter away, his body stiff, he vomited blood, and could not move, Li Guanyi Get up and stretch out your right hand.

The low voice is the solemn roar of steel.

A trace of flowing golden light spread out along Li Guanyi's palm, turning into a dark golden handle, turning into a tiger's swallowing mouth. Li Guanyi looked at the one that fell to the ground and the energy was interrupted. The assassin walked away.

It was obviously just a white-washed Taoist robe, but it seemed to have turned into a armored robe at this moment.

Li Guan swung the halberd horizontally to one side in one hand.

The harsh sound of weapons colliding.

The second assassin appeared.

It was a gentle-looking storyteller. He had watched Jian Kuang fight before and acted very normally, but he suddenly started to attack Li Guanyi at a critical moment, but he never expected that he would be stopped by this battle halberd.

There was still a golden stream of light spreading above the tiger swallowed.

It turned into a sharp and sharp halberd.

While this change, the opponent's assassination weapon was cut off.

Li Guanyi raised his head. In this battle in his eyes, many of the Dharma images turned to stare at him, with a ray of blood in his eyes. So that's it. Great-grandfather invited him to fight in the world, but Li Guanyi was the world. The heroes want to kill.

"It's pretty good, too."

The divine weapon showed its appearance, and Li Guan suddenly turned around and twisted his waist. The fierce tiger roared the sky war halberd suddenly drew through the arc, and in an instant, he swung it hard and slashed it down. Blood light appeared above the blade of the war halberd.

With just a moment, the assassin weapon of the fifth level of heaven was cut off in the middle.

The halberd split his neck and then embedded it into the ground.

Li Guan raised his right foot and stepped down.

He stepped directly on the back of the assassin who had been repelled by him.

The internal air flow changed and turned into armor, spreading layer by layer from the boy's body. At the moment of stepping down, it turned into a battle boot, and stepped on the assassin to the ground, leaning over, avoiding the The moment he opened the crossbow arrow, he grabbed the assassin.

Then the ape's arms relaxed, lifted the assassin and pressed it back.

The assassin's neck was stuck on the blade of the halberd.

Just a moment, the head fell to the ground.

Blood squirted on the ground, and the momentum was instantly sharp.

The atmosphere of the assassins around suddenly became stagnant. Li Guan joined hands and looked at the assassins over there. There were old men, gentle women, scholars, vendors, and even children, Taoists, and monks.

It is said in the world that monks, Taoists, women, elderly, and children cannot be provoked.

Today is all.

"It seems that there are many people who want to kill me."

"It seems that you all chose the time when you killed me to this day."

"It seems you are really afraid of my great-grandfather."

Li Guan was kicked away by the assassin's corpse, and his right hand fell on the halberd. The military sect's evil spirit seemed to turn into a white tiger, and slowly stepped beside him. Li Guan said, "You are not afraid of me." ”

"I originally planned to use the battle halberd to kill you, but today I don't need the halberd anymore, it's not cost-effective..." The tiger roared the battle halberd inside, and the young man's eyes drooped and he raised his hand.

Above the nine heavens, a sword suddenly roared, and a red light penetrated the thick sea of ​​clouds and fell from the sky.

In an instant, the red dragon fire penetrated through the nine heavens!

The sword light was like a cloud of clouds, and it penetrated directly from the head of an assassin who looked like a scholar.

The ground cracked, and the sword energy soared into the sky. The sword energy tore the sharp cuts on the ground. Li Guanyi had already paced forward, stretched out his right hand, holding the hilt of the Chixiao Sword, and his eyebrows were in the air. In the meantime, I had that kind of demeanor and said:

"I'm too lazy to ask who wants to kill me."

"I don't want to talk too much with you. Since I come to kill me, I will die!"

Drawing out the sword weapon, the sword was full of sharpness.

"Li Guan learned the moves of Murong Long's picture for three days."

"Today, Li Guanyi kills you with the sword of Murong Longtu."

"People, please."

The sword in Li Guanyi's hand was used by the Murong family's swordsmanship. In the past three days, he learned some sword moves after reading the scrolls. The assassins had misjudged Li Guanyi's martial arts.

Tu Shengyuan was dumbfounded.

The old swordsmen above the Nine Heavens hold swords against legends, and the young swordsmen above the earth hold swords against the Jianghu, but they clearly hold swords and use the same weapons. In a trance, they are like one person!

The elderly and young people enter and leave the world.

You are old, I am still young.

You are out of the world.

I'm in the world. In the nine heavens, I am the only one who is Murong.

The sword energy is long!

In an instant, it seemed as if the sword was coming up and down at the same time. Tu Shengyuan's body was stiff and he didn't dare to move, so he stared at this scene, almost drunk. Instead, the white-haired old Siming turned around. He came, leaning against the wall, and he didn't look at the scene. He just smiled and lowered his eyes, as if he had seen the determined boy two hundred years ago, and said softly:

"Xiaoxiang crosses."

The sword light is as bright as the rain in Xiaoxiang.

The upper one breaks the dragon scales, and the lower one destroys the sword and weapons.

Lao Siming closed his eyes, as if he missed him, and shook his head:

"The spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River."

The moves of the old and the young seemed to follow the trend. When the old man recited the fifth sword move, there was a brilliant sword light in the world. Si Ming murmured, "One old and one young, one left the other Here comes."

"Do you two really want to swallow up all the world?"

The 18 prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, the Murong family.

The ordinary wooden sword suddenly lit up.

This wooden sword has been here for a long time. Murong Qiushui wanted to use the piano to awaken the sword spirit of this wooden sword, but he always failed. The wooden sword was placed there, plain and simple. The wind blows, the birds stand by, the wind blows and rains, it is plain and plain.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Sometimes, even Murong Qiushui doubted whether the strange appearance of this sword before was just a mistake? But she still plays the piano every day and uses her own skills to catalyze the sword, but she has not achieved anything.

But on this day, Murong Qiushui knew that it was Murong Longtu who invited him to fight in the world. She had no intention of playing the piano and was panicked, and the sound of the piano would definitely be messed up. She just thought about her past and the tall old man. Will hold yourself.

He also sat on his back to get flowers when the fruits were born on the tree. The swordsman also lowered his head and knitted a garland with his dexterous hands, making strong toys for himself to play with.

In the past, I only thought that my grandfather was the strongest swordsman in the world.

But at this moment, the past comes to my mind one by one and only then do I know it.

The strongest swordsman in the world is his grandfather.

I thought I would almost forget all the things in the past, but it was clearly incredible at this moment. Murong Qiushui's temperament couldn't help but feel sore in his nose, shed tears, and raised his hand to wipe it away, but suddenly he heard the sound of the wind.

The wind was slightly moving, as sharp as the sound of a sword, and as gentle as the sound of a sword.

The old man used a broken sword to make a wind chime. The wind blew by, like a thousand swords roaring together, and it was called [Remnant Roar]. Murong Qiushui liked it very much when he was young, but later he grew older and didn't know when it disappeared.

At this moment, Jian Ming was like the wind chime that was lost when he was a boy.

Murong Qiushui was in a trance, staggered up, and ran towards the direction where the sound was heard.

But the Mu Jian was shocked under the tree. The Mu Rong family members who had already surrounded him were surprised on their faces, but they did not dare to approach him. The sword kept ringing, and suddenly stopped when they saw Murong Qiushui coming.

It seems to be to see the woman for the last time.

So, the sound of the sword sounded and a sharp aura soared into the sky.

The angry elder of the Kunlun Sword Sect who offended Li Guanyi had originally followed Yan Daiqing from Chen State to protect Murong Qiushui, but suddenly heard a sword sound that made his scalp numb.

The old swordsman ran out with his sword in his arms.

"Where is the magic weapon like this!"

But I saw a wooden sword ringing.

The wooden sword roared around Murong Qiushui several times, but the woman who had always been free and easy-going for some reason was crying and stood there and cried into tears. The next moment, the wooden sword rose into the sky.

The swords and weapons in the city kept ringing.

The Eighteen Prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River are extremely far away from Zhongzhou Imperial City. It takes more than a month to arrive with the help of water. At this moment, the sword roared into the sky, and the sea of ​​clouds in the sky seemed to tear apart in an instant.

The wooden sword turned into a qi from its entity and then left from the south of the Yangtze River.

The angry elder's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't believe it:

"Advanced magic weapon?"

This sword seemed to penetrate Zhongzhou, Jiangnan, and sword weapons were unsheathed everywhere.

In the Zhongzhou Imperial City, there was a fierce battle, with dragon roars constantly above the nine heavens, and Li Guan's body was also dyed with a little blood, but the assassins falling around were almost scared. They tried their best to do so in the boy Some traces were left on his body.

But these traces seem to be cured in a blink of an eye? !

Murong Longtu is a monster, and his grandson is also a monster. Li Guanyi finally used the Chixiao Sword to penetrate the most difficult guy. When the man was dying, he begged for mercy and said, "It's not that we want to have you." Being an enemy, yes, yes..."

Li Guanyi said: "It's this royal family in the imperial city and this aristocratic family in the world."

The man's face suddenly looked stagnant, and then his expression became more and more panicked.

Li Guanyi said, "I will go find them."

"Tell me the twenty-three assassins just now, on the road to the underworld."

"Let's go slowly and wait for them."

Just as he held the Chixiao Sword, he pierced through the man's throat like a pig-killing knife, and stabbed him into the ground. He then turned his body and took a sword, learned from his experience and cut his head. Go down.

Blood flowed into the ground, and Li Guan's injuries were slowly healed, but he felt very unhappy. After coming to Zhongzhou Imperial City, Li Guanyi used his sword and hiding his minions and suppressing them when he was doing many things. temperament.

He just hopes to resolve things peacefully.

But it seems that those people in the royal family really think that Li Guanyi is good at bullying.

This battle was the old man's most enjoyable battle.

Even if they wait until their great-grandfather Murong Long comes out of the world, they will take action.

Li Guanyi can understand it.

This is the case in the world, and there is no reason, but now the old people are facing the battle, and these old members of the royal family can no longer help but be scheming and extremely smart, and feel that the general trend of everything is at their control.

We must take this "great opportunity" to assassinate Li Guanyi on the street.

Li Guanyi held the Chixiao Sword and looked at the palace.

But at this time, the dragon roared continuously in the nine heavens, and the red dragon fell slightly. The military god, Daozong, the formation master, the living Buddha, Su Wang, Mozi, Ziyang, and Su Yue fell one after another, each occupying the Bagua positions. one.

The martial artists in the martial arts world widened their eyes and looked at the chaotic battle.

They couldn't recognize who was higher or lower, but they just gritted their teeth and watched the battle here as if they were desperate.

To be honest, it’s not easy to leave in this world. There are pits everywhere, and it’s not interesting. When you wash clothes every day, your scalp is numb. I don’t know where to squeeze out the daily food expenses. The most painful thing is that the sword is not protected. It's rust so hard that it can't be pulled out.

Jianghu? The world of things is just a bunch of meaningless people who don’t want to be dogs and come out to wander around.

I heard that I am a gangster, but I don’t think of it in my heart. I am not those masters with high martial arts skills. No matter whether they are in the gangster or not, they are comfortable. But the ordinary people’s gangster is just a firewood, rice, oil and salt, and they roll their eyes everywhere. At this time, the gangsters like to find something.

Whether it is the ranking or the masters of the martial arts world, you have to be interesting to avoid being suffocated.

But when I saw this battle here.

Only these martial artists in the world think that this martial arts are still a bit interesting.

The sword madman seemed to say something again, so the five palace masters and three legends looked at each other, put down their own master demeanor, and used their own magical methods to take action together.

The war **** holds a gun, the formation leader opens the formation, and behind the Daozong, the yin and yang cycle are rotated.

The Su King smiled long, the giant carried the sword, the innate zither, and the living Buddha recited the scriptures.

The heroes of the martial arts world think that even if they die here, it is worth it.

The martial artists in the world feel that the world's romanticism is here to reach its limit.

They suddenly felt thirsty, wanted to drink the water-filled Jianghu wine, and then get drunk

But in the distance, the clouds scattered, and suddenly a sword sounded soaring into the sky, a wooden sword fell from the sky, and the swords in the city were ringing, as if they were about to be deshewn, and the swords in the city sounded, The momentum was so great, but the swordsman in blue shirt and white hair just smiled and shook his head.

He did not use this wooden sword that came from Jiangnan.

He just put his all his strength into the nine heavens, and at the same time, fighting with these eight hundred years of martial arts heroes to fight against Chilong.

Feel free to feel good!

I don’t know who won and lost this last confrontation.

People in the martial arts world raised their heads and just watched the eight first-class martial arts figures fall down, and the red dragon circled. A broken mark appeared on the dragon's horn, almost breaking, and there was something in the dragon's roar. Pain.

The old man in blue clothes stretched out his hand and held the sword weapon from Jiangnan.

This sword has been belatedly two hundred and three years.

This sword spans more than 13,000 miles.

But Murong Long's picture no longer requires sword weapons.

If it is too late, it is too late.

But when he stretched out his hand and brushed the wooden sword, he looked back at this life. This life was undefeated. Later, the world was so big that it felt more and more boring. Now, when I think about it, the world was the most enjoyable time. , but it was those two hundred years ago.

At that time, he had not yet entered the world, but was just a child. He made this wooden sword with a stone. The world in his eyes was vast and boundless. The old swordsman lowered his eyes and looked at the people in the city. He smiled and chuckled. , and finally just burst into laughter.

Sword Madman, hold up the sword again!

This time, the divine will of this old swordsman locked on the entire city of rangers!

I was talking about the young man's crazy, but he just raised his sword and pointed at the martial artists in the martial arts world one by one. Among the martial artists who were struggling in the martial arts world, they timidly threw down their weapons, but the heroic one took a step forward. So the old man laughed happily.

Later generations record the last sentence of the old sword maniac this day.

"Jianghu, take my sword!"

The old sword was handed out with a sword.

He and the wanderer in the city all had a move.

Then he turned around and threw the wooden sword in his hand.

Murong Long entered the world with a picture of his career.

Murong Longtu uses his sword to show his world.

The world is so big.

Only one day old.

(End of this chapter)