The First Cause of All Realms

Huhu~

The breeze blew dust.

Yang Prison stopped for a moment, until the Zijin Gourd swallowed the fate that was about to escape, and only then did a mouthful of turbid air grow.

The closed pores opened, and the huge heat spread, and the scorched leaves blown by the wind turned yellow.

Any grandmaster is no trivial matter, even in today's Yang Prison, there will be no slight in his heart, and the short battle is actually full of energy.

"Approaching the eighth-rank Heaven's Will Four Elephant Arrows..."

Taking a strand of scattered iron filings, Yu Fangzhou couldn't help being a little cautious.

In the world of martial arts, archery is one of the most difficult to master. The archers who are approaching the eighth rank, the entire Longyuan Dao, seem to be only one or two people.

And this also includes Lin Qitian, the general who guarded Yunzhou. .

With this kind of archery, if he chooses the battlefield by heart and mind, even he may not be able to retreat completely.

"Just getting close."

After a few breaths, Yang prison mixed his qi and blood, and the boiling blood calmed down.

The essence of superior martial arts lies in the sixth rank and above, and the seventh rank of the Heavenly Will Four Elephant Arrows, only need to practice one of the arrows to the fullest.

However, the eighth-grade Heaven's Will Four Elephants Arrows need to be fully trained in 'wind', 'rain', 'thunder', and 'electricity', and the four forms are combined into one 'Little Vientiane'.

He was much worse at this time.

"The seventh rank of Baquan, the Heaven's Will Four Elephants and Arrows are approaching the eighth rank, and there are also sword techniques, internal training, horizontal training, and different techniques..."

Nanshanba's expression was subtle.

He who has practiced 'Rolling Dragon Fist' to the highest level, of course knows that the cultivation of superior martial arts is not easy.

His talent can be regarded as first-class in Long Yuan, but he is only in his sixtieth year, and he is worthy of training a superior martial arts to the eighth rank.

This kid is less than a third of his age. Even if he is practicing in his mother's womb, there is no reason to practice so many martial arts to such a state, right?

Yang Yu naturally heard the surprise and temptation in the two's voices, but he didn't care, his eyes were deflected, and he looked at the Liansheng believers scattered in the city:

"If you have something to say, I'll talk about it later. After all, I have to clean up the crumbs in this city..."

"I and the others are not far away, and they will arrive later. Naturally, none of these rebellions can escape."

Before Yu Fangzhou's words came to the fore, Yang Prison had already rushed out one step at a time.

collapse collapse ~

The bow was like a thunderbolt, setting off a **** storm.

"This……"

Yu Fangzhou frowned.

With their status and status, these little guys who don't have much exchange blood, where are they worth their shot?

"What a killing."

Nanshanba's expression was also a little strange, but after thinking about it, he moved and committed suicide towards the city.

Just after watching a grandmaster battle, he was also a little itchy.

The two shot one after another, and Yu Fangzhou could only helplessly shake his head and cooperate.

"Tsk tsk."

Jia Xuyang, who had entered the city, looked interesting, but he naturally wouldn't take action, but he also sent a few eunuchs with him to serve him.

In this world, there are very few groups that are all skilled in martial arts.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

For ordinary people, the cost of practicing martial arts is unaffordable, and there is not so much time, even in the military, there is no such condition.

The only exception is the **** of the East Factory.

Almost all of the eunuchs in the East Factory practice martial arts.

"what!"

"Do not kill me!"

"Fight!"

The screams came one after another.

The Liansheng believers in Maxiang Town experienced a great terror they had never encountered in their entire lives, and with the ability to exchange blood four or five times at the highest, they were chased by the top masters among the three masters.

Xie Qi, Zhang Longfu, Wang Laodao and others who got out of the car had their eyelids jumping wildly.

Forged in a furnace and infuriated, a master-level expert can compare to a thousand armies. This thousand armies do not refer to the soldiers defending the city, but to the elites of hundreds of battles from various countries!

With this shot, it was not even time for a cup of tea, and all the Liansheng believers, preachers, and even the prankster who took advantage of the fire were all killed.

The strong smell of blood cannot be blown away by the wind.

"This one really has no grand master demeanor..."

Xie Qi muttered to himself, a little bit sour.

"What is the demeanor of a master? Not to mention the master, what about the great master? Don't you want to eat, drink, and sleep?"

The big boss went downstairs with a jug and a wine glass. Hearing these words, he couldn't help sneering:

"Does it mean that you don't squat when you poop?"

"you……"

Xie Qi was speechless, but he couldn't refute it.

Wang Laodao, who was not far away, also twitched his face, unhappy with his sleeves:

"vulgar!"

The big boss smiled and did not speak. If eating, drinking, sleeping, and sleeping are vulgar, what is elegant?

But he didn't want to, but there was a voice floating, and he answered his question seriously:

"Squatting, indeed."

"Who?!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Xie Qi was startled. Facing his big boss, his eyelids couldn't help jumping wildly.

Xie Qi turned back suddenly and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Silently, a team of several hundred silver-armored cavalrymen came outside the city gate. The one who replied to the boss's words was a general who was more than eight feet tall.

He rode a flaming dragon horse, with a blood-colored spear in his palm, and walked slowly forward. In his induction, it was as if the sky was collapsing towards him.

The huge fear gripped his heart like a real palm, making him almost unable to breathe.

'It really is 'on the sign'! ’

Xie Qi was a little dizzy, the red-blooded dragon foal, the Liaotian spear, and even the ignorant Baizhou martial arts people knew what this meant.

The main general of Lanshanguan, the general of Baizhou, Fang Zhenghao!

How could a rebellion in a small county town attract such a big man? !

"Fang Zhenghao!"

Seeing the person coming, the big boss also squeaked in his heart.

What Xie Qi wanted to get, how could he not think of it?

only……

‘Could it be that the old man went out to sign the sign? ’

He muttered in his heart.

Not far away, Zhang Longfu, Wang Laodao, and the others turned pale, especially the former, who had been chased and killed for several months, and it was a bit of a shock.

"Not only the Grandmaster, but the Martial Saint also has to squat."

Fang Zhenghao got off his horse, swept across the messy ground, and his eyes fell on Jia Xuyang:

"This father-in-law, what's your name?"

"Our family name is Jia."

Jia Xuyang raised his hand and said softly:

"It's said that Qingzhou's soldiers are the best in Longyuan, but now, General Fang is even better! It's only been a few hours since the flames were ignited, but it's really hard to be a general."

There was sarcasm in his tone.

It is not uncommon for the border guards to support their own self-respect, especially in these years, many so-called rebellions are deliberately done by these border guards.

One is to avoid being evacuated from the station.

Second, quelling the rebellion is an achievement.

It's just that there are few people in the world who dare to collude with Lian Shengjiao in such a grand manner.

Involuntarily, he raised caution in his heart.

"Fang heard the news, and the starry night came, but he was still a step late..."

Fang Zhenghao smiled slightly, ignored the old eunuch, turned his eyes and landed on Zhang Longfu, who was a little trembling:

"Sir, shall we go back?"

His eyes seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, not to mention Zhang Longfu, even Wang Laodao couldn't resist it, so there were thousands of words, and he couldn't utter a single word.

It wasn't until a voice came from the city that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are you going?"

The voice, neither high nor low, didn't fall, as if stained with blood, Yang Yu, whose complexion was a little colder, came slowly.

Beside him are Yu Fangzhou and Nanshanba with serious expressions.

"Fang Zhenghao!"

Yu Fangzhou's face sank, but Yu Fang glanced at Yang Yu from the corner of his eye.

At this time, he knew why this man insisted on taking care of those Liansheng believers first, and before he missed it, if he wanted to make a move, I was afraid that he would not have time.

"General Fang, it's been a long time."

Nanshan Ba's tone was low.

"Brother Yu and Brother Fang, it's been 20 years since the two of them have grown up. It seems that Daocheng is too comfortable."

Putting the spear on the ground at will, Fang Zhenghao looked at the three with interest.

"The difficulty of the entrance, as a witness, don't you know it?"

Yu Fangzhou was indifferent, but Nanshanba couldn't help but snorted.

"That's not bad. It's just that the two of you have been through a hundred orifices for more than 20 years, but you still can't make a breakthrough. If you think about it, the chance is not very big."

It seems that because of seeing old friends, or because of other deep meanings, Fang Zhenghao's words are rare.

Hearing this, Yu Fangzhou's faces became more and more difficult to look at, and it was their lifelong pain that they couldn't penetrate the profound entrance.

"Huh~"

Fang Zhenghao's eyes finally fell on Yang Yu:

"With such martial arts at such an age, it's no wonder that Wei Zhengxian couldn't bear to kill you and let you go. It's no wonder that you can beat the blood into serious injuries."

His voice was neither high nor low, but when it fell to everyone's ears, it was like the friction of gold and iron, harsh and sharp.

No matter who it is, whenever he makes eye contact with him, his body trembles, as if struck by lightning, his calm glance is far more terrifying than the secret witnessing skills in martial arts.

Only Yang Yu didn't realize it.

The entrance is deep, and the spirit, energy, and spirit are integrated into one. The great master martial artist has mastered the 'potential'. Walking, sitting, and lying down, he seems to be connected to the void around him.

Ordinary warriors don't talk about fighting, as long as the momentum is pressed, it is enough to subdue the soldiers without fighting, just like the legendary "Dragon Might".

In comparison, Henry Zhang, the King of Zhao of the Western Palace, who killed him dozens or hundreds of times in the Liuji Mountain Illusion Realm, was like a breeze.

This made Fang Zhenghao a little surprised, and he couldn't help but feel his love for talent.

If such a person surrenders to him, he will be his right-hand man in the future...

"Sister, Brother Yang."

Seeing Yang Yu and others, Zhang Longfu felt a little relieved.

"Collaborating with Lianshengjiao is a big taboo in the country. General Fang doesn't even care about this. It seems that he has made up his mind to rebel."

Glancing at Yan Xi, who was still cold, Yang Yu's heart was bright.

Passing through the place, it happened that Lian Shengjiao's uprising happened, which was too coincidental.

Therefore, he had always kept an eye in his heart, and the goshawk and the black dog had already discovered the traces of the Baizhou soldiers.

"In the end, he was born in Jinyiwei, with sharp teeth and poisonous mouths. When we met for the first time, he planned to frame the blame. This is to kill Fang Mou's nine clans..."

Fang Zhenghao smiled slightly, but there was only coldness in his eyes:

"The old prince has been in a coma for many years, and the prince was weak and was usurped by others. Fang Mou's heart can be learned from the sun and the moon. How can you be slandered here?"

"A hypocrite is better than a real villain! A state general, but he acts like this. Wei Zhengxian is ten times stronger than you, but he is as famous as you. It's really ridiculous."

So bold? !

Not to mention Zhang Longfu, he is the big boss. Yu Fangzhou and others couldn't help but change their expressions. They didn't expect Yang Prison to have such courage.

Xie Qi took a deep breath, and his scalp was a little numb.

Jia Xuyang's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he was amazed.

"No wonder you dare to go to www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ling Chi Nie Wendong in the street, you really have a lot of courage!"

There was no smile on Fang Zhenghao's face either. He raised his hand lightly, and the scarlet-red blood-like spear came out of the ground like a living thing and landed in his palm:

"Fang Mou's gun is made of phoenix blood stone mixed with thousand-forged black iron. It can be broken and broken, but the most sharp is..."

call!

call!

It seems that the four seasons are turning, and the early autumn turns into the middle of winter.

The fierce cold current rolled over, and the unfinished dust inside and outside the long street flew up again.

The expressions of Yu Fangzhou and Nanshanba both changed, and before they could speak, they heard the sound of a clear sword, and turned to look.

But seeing Yang Prison pressing the knife with five fingers, the cold light overflowed:

"My knife, it's not a disadvantage!"