Great Sui Guoshi

Before the figure finished speaking, Ji Xin's voice over there interrupted it. He flipped through the book with his fingertips, looked at the contents on it, then raised his eyes and said softly: "Whether it's the King of Tota or Chentangguan The commander-in-chief, Ji Mou, came here to admire. In terms of status, you are high above the sky, ruling all the stars in the sky, and you are majestic... But, you have already conferred gods in the sky, why bother to go down to the lower realm, the things on the ground, Demons and goblins are under the jurisdiction of my city god, the underworld of Mount Tai, can I have a hand?"

Ji Xin memorized the contents of the book in his hand, turned around and walked outside, the door opened silently, he said again.

"Emperor Heaven and Empress Dowager, there is no difference between the two. The Heavenly King has been a god for too long, and I feel that I have to listen to you when I wait for the city god of the world and the underworld? Besides...before becoming the city god, Ji was also a human being, how could he?" I just watched you mess around in the world!"

"Ji Xin!! The little city god dares to act presumptuously in front of this king! If you dare to spy on the big plan, you will be punished by heaven!"

The opened door slammed against it with a sinister bang, blocking the hysterical roar of the figure, Ji Xin turned his back to the secluded room, raised his face and sighed: "This world...is really going to be chaotic."

His magic power is not low, and he was not enough to see in front of these gods. It took three whole days to get a glimpse of the person they entrusted to the world from the way of the other party. The content made Ji feel confident.

Sighing, he couldn't help but squeeze the City God's side a little tighter, and was about to fly away when he heard a shrill scream in front of him tearing the silence of the City God Temple.

Ji Xinxin suddenly raised his vigilance and rushed towards the screaming courtroom with a dark wind. The sound of screaming, screaming, and fighting came from afar. Through the door leading to the courtroom, a shadow came from him. His sight flashed across, bumping into the ferocious ghost head of the palace pillar, and before he could utter a scream, his figure disappeared in a flash.

Like the shadow of Xue Rong, it is the master book of Shangshan Division in the temple.

"you--"

Ji Xin gritted his teeth and squeezed out a voice, raised his eyes and swept across the courtroom, and saw several figures at the bottom of his eyes, turned his head to look at them with divine light, and the majestic voice resounded throughout the hall.

"Little City God, dare to imprison the Heavenly King!"

The divine light shines brightly, shining on the city god, overflowing the doors and windows of the main hall, swaying wildly in the wind at the corner of the eaves, and the clear ringing of the bell is transmitted outside, in the lead green rain curtain, at this time a small figure is carrying a burden, humming a little song, bouncing around I came out of Chang'an and walked to the official road in the southeast.

"...Traveling all over the country...Thinking about my mother...I was ordered by my teacher to take the road..."

Humming the little tune suddenly stopped, the jumping little figure stopped, turned his neck under the rain curtain, and looked at the hillock extending from a small path branched from the official road. He knew that it was Ji Chenghuang's temple.

"Just now...is that divine power?"

The flash of divine power made Daotong blink his eyes suspiciously. Driven by curiosity, he trotted over there. If nothing happened, just ask for a few fruits and eat them on the way.

Stepping on the stone steps in front of the temple, he heard wind chimes swaying in the distance, and the random light ringing. The strange atmosphere made him feel a little creepy.

"Does anyone still dare to commit murder in the Temple of the City God?"

Stepping into the temple gate, approaching the main hall cautiously, and gently pushing the gate open, I saw that the painted clay sculptures that had stood on the altar were shattered all over the place, and the statues of the chief ministers on both sides were also missing arms and legs. Gathering the eyes with mana, the surroundings suddenly changed, and a mighty divine power rushed towards the face. In the main hall that was originally a mess, the picture changed instantly. Several gods and men overflowing with golden light stood in the middle, wearing armor and floating fairy belts. One of the gods was holding the city god Ji Xin that the Taoist boy said in his hand.

The latter's incense and divine power was overflowing from the seven orifices. While struggling, he saw the boy with wide-eyed eyes at the door. He squeezed his lips and opened and closed, "Go! Take it to Lu Liangsheng—"

The book that was guarded tightly in his hand was thrown suddenly, and fell into Mingyue's arms. The boy was stunned for a moment, and the god inside turned his head instantly, and saw the child at the door.

However, before Mingyue could react, she felt a blur in front of her eyes, and her whole body flew out with a bang. After a long trajectory, it slammed hard on the stove outside the hall, and there was a muffled sound of 'dong', and the big tripod made a loud noise. Forcibly moving away half an inch, Miao Zhu, who was resting in the room, opened the door and poked his head out to look at the empty courtyard, then retracted in doubt, and closed the door.

In the picture that ordinary people can't see, the armored figure with fairy belt fluttering, horns on his head, and an iron whip in his hand stepped out of the main hall, glanced at the motionless little man lying in a pool of blood, and snorted.

"This is dead? A half-demon from the lower realm."

In the main hall at the rear, a voice sounded: "Ghost Jinyang, don't delay, quickly take back the seal of the City God."

"Ah."

The ghost golden sheep is not a name, but one of the 28 constellations. It used to have a surname and name, Zhao Baigao, but it is rarely called by others. The heavenly gods who also entrusted themselves came here, but unfortunately they were not 28 constellations, but Zhang Guifang, the mourning star among the stars, and Cai Gong, the short star in Dishali...

Hearing the urging, he unavoidably stretched out his hand to take the book in Banyao Boy's arms, and when he turned around to look at it, the book in his hand suddenly disappeared.

"Illusion?!"

Almost at the same time, Mingyue, who was lying in a pool of blood behind him, suddenly opened her eyes, put her hands together, turned over and jumped up, protecting the book in her arms, and quickly jumped out, using her hands and feet together, like a running fox, the corner of her mouth With blood in his mouth, he rushed out of the temple gate and went straight to Chang'an in the distance.

"Ghost Jinyang, this is your mistake, you went to take care of it."

A few people in the room held the weak City God in their hands, and strode to the inner hall with their cloaks lifted. Zhao Baigao, who was outside the hall, looked at the figure running out of the temple gate, and immediately turned into a ray of divine light and followed closely.

The demonic wind sweeps the ground, the golden light spreads, one after the other in the direction, at this moment in the city of Chang'an, warm applause erupts, in Yining, on the wooden platform among the crowds of people, a cooked copper stick sweeps across, even people with weapons , knocked down the seventh green forest knight who came up to challenge, and was carried away with a broken arm.

The brawny man named Xiong Kuohai slammed the copper stick onto the stage, glanced down the stage, and then looked at the attic behind him. In his provocative gaze, his thick beard opened, and his majestic and heroic voice resounded through the rain curtain.

"Who else!!"

On the second floor opposite, Li Yuanba stared at the yelling brawny man below. He was about to turn over and jump off the fence, but Lu Liangsheng calmly waved his cuffs and pulled him back from the air.

"Yuanba is not in a hurry, there are still people below who will go up."

Just as Yu Wentuo nodded in agreement, after Lu Liangsheng finished speaking, a slight tingling suddenly came from the center of his brow, he frowned his snow-white eyebrows, and looked up from the ring below to look to the south.

The next moment, there was also a voice from below, "Chen Chou from Fumo Mountain, please enlighten me!"

A young man with a long sword on his back walked over the female companion beside him, walked slowly onto the ring, and arched his hands at the strong man opposite, and also went to the attic, and arched.

He fixed his eyes on the current Grand Master of the East Palace next to the old man, and withdrew his gaze, and glanced at a weapon covered with carvings leaning on the fence.

...Xuanyuan Sword.

Chapter 721 Battle Letter

'Ha ha--'

The drizzle fell on the high platform, and the sudden heroic laugh made the young man who was looking at the restaurant turn his head to look at the strong man with a beard on the opposite side.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Haha...I laugh at you, you skinny-legged, you can't stand my copper stick, hahaha...hahaha——"

Xiong Kuohai was leaning on a cooked copper stick, and the eardrums of the people in the rivers and lakes and green forests in front of the stage were buzzing with laughter. After a while, the laughter stopped, his eyes were cold, and he kicked the stick on the ground, and the copper stick hummed He slid across the air, pushed it in his hand, and the planks of the ring creaked under his feet, like a chariot rushing towards the opposite side.

"Boy, get down!"

Clang~~

Bah!

Two different voices sounded almost at the same time. The moment the sword came out of its sheath, it pressed against the head of the stick firmly. Under the tremendous force, Chen Jing held the hilt of the sword in both hands and moved back half a foot. The wooden board under his feet twisted. While moaning, Chen Jing's body tilted suddenly, and the blade of the sword that hit the head of the stick slashed angrily against the stick, causing sparks to fly out.

On the other end of the stick, Xiong Kuohai hastily let go, his sturdy figure leaned back flexibly, and the edge of the sword was drawn past the tip of his nose.

For a moment, he straightened up, and with an elbow, he clamped the arm of the young man who was approaching, and with the other hand he clenched his fist and swung out angrily. However, the green forest hawkers in the audience and the surrounding people hardly saw clearly the ensuing fight.

Just heard a loud "boom".

The burly man who looked like an old bear stumbled back, his robe swayed in a circle, and the next moment, the cloth on his back hissed and shattered, like butterflies flying away, his huge body sat down on the ground, still remaining Continuously smoothing backwards, bumping away the stakes at the corner of the platform.

crackling~~

The wooden stake was also subjected to a huge force, cracked, broke at the middle and fell down the stage, causing the warriors in the rivers and lakes below to dodge in a hurry. When they came back to their senses, the ring in front of them was still shaking slightly.

The surroundings were suddenly quiet, and then boiled with a 'wow'.

"This chivalrous man actually possesses such internal strength..." "I'm afraid no one would dare to go up."

"What happened just now? I didn't see clearly at all."

"I'm sure I can't sit on vacation, that Xiong Kuohai vomited blood."

"Who dares to go up now?"

On the ring, Xiong Kuohai, who was leaning on half of the wooden stake, got up staggeringly, clutching his chest with an incredulous expression on his face, obviously he had also hit the opponent with his punch, why was that person okay, but he felt like It was like being hit head-on by a wall.

In the ups and downs of the whispers below, in his thoughts that were almost immobile, he murmured a few times, staggered half a step, and threw himself directly. The old man of the master came up and checked his pulse. Lift the strong man to the lower place.

"Which other hero will come up to fight this Chen Shaoxia?"

While the old man cupped his hands and shouted in a circle, Li Yuanba hurried back and forth in the restaurant behind him, calling again: "Master!" at every turn.

Others may not be able to see the scene on the stage just now, but in their perception, they know that the moment the young man changed his punches, he used mana. Lu Liangsheng is familiar with the usage of heavenly stems and earthly branches. The young man was punched without falling down, and all his strength was poured into the strong man, and his strength was even increased a lot.

"Chen Jing...has grown a lot these years."

But right now, Lu Liangsheng's attention was not on the ring.

The old man in the ring below yelled again, but there was still no one coming up, and when he was about to yell for the third time, Chen Jing stretched out his hand in front of him, and Chen Jing said softly: "Please let me come down and fight!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings became even more quiet, and the young man who was staring at the stage slowly turned around and faced the second floor of the restaurant.

"Is this person going to challenge Grand Master Yuwen?"

"There's a good show to watch."

Sure enough, confirming everyone's speculation, Chen Jing raised his arms and clasped his fists heavily towards that side with a clear and loud voice.

"The banquet is invincible, how dare I invite the person above..." His voice paused, his eyes swept over the people above, and finally landed on the figure sitting still in the middle, saying The exit resounded through the arena.

"...The old man passed by."

In his voice, he only had his thoughts, and there was only one person who could make Yuwentuo give up his seat. If he was there, Xuanyuanjian would have no chance to get it. Only the other party would go off in person, and with the spells he specially prepared, he would probably be able to get it. of.

"How brave!"

Above the second floor, the fence slapped by Yu Wencheng's palm swayed, and Yu Wentuo beside him also frowned, stretched out his hand to grab Li Yuanba who was about to jump up, and forcefully pulled him back to stand still. They couldn't go down until the master spoke.

But on the big chair in the middle, the old man who was sitting firmly was still looking outside. When the voice came from below, the hand on his knee moved slightly, and a gleam of light appeared in his cloudy eyes, as if piercing through the rain curtain. This is a sea of ​​people, the streets and alleys where people are still pouring in.

.......

A gust of wind blew from the city gate in the distance, and the banner on the tower broke and fell, and the dust rolled up swept away the merchants and common people who came in and out. Something passed by and rushed into the city.

The evil wind sweeps the ground, and the golden light chases after it.

In an instant, people screamed in the noisy and bustling streets, and street vendors shouted loudly. The next moment, only the opened steamer was still in his hand, and the stall in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye.

On the long street that spreads away, stalls are thrown up one by one, flags, tables, chairs, pots and pans are scattered in all directions, and the fleeing people hold their heads and scream, and as one gray and one gold fly back and forth, chickens are attracted. Flying dog jumps.

.......

Yining Square.

The green forest people around the arena, no matter those who have not yet challenged, or those who have been defeated and injured, all of them looked at the show, watching the young man challenge the old man on the second floor.

People in Jianghu didn't have much affection for the imperial court. Seeing that there was no response, someone shouted: "The book of war has been issued, and there is a ready-made arena, why don't you dare to come down?!"

"That's right, daring to challenge but not daring to fight, it counts. If I had fled in desperation, what face would I have sitting there?"

He responded that this person was a long-established chivalrous man in the Jianghu, who had just come to Chang'an, and had many comments on the people in the Jianghu who came, but most of them were nonsense, which provoked many people.

"Look at this style, white beard and white hair, isn't it a bluff? That Yuwen Shaoqing used it as a display to scare me..."

Just before he uttered the last word 'we', on the second floor, Lu Liangsheng, who was sitting on the chair, flicked his finger, and the man's words suddenly turned into a scream of "Ah Ba Aba~~", unable to speak As soon as a word came out, he was so frightened that he covered his neck and pulled the others to gesture vigorously, but no one paid attention to him.

Chapter 722 The Wind Blows Chang'an City, Thousands of Soldiers Split the Divine Light

Under the gloomy sky, the wind in the room is gradually getting stronger, and the noise and booing of people are connected together, making it appear chaotic.

"That old gentleman, dare to fight?!"

With the rain line hitting his body, Chen Jing stood in the middle of the ring, cupped his hands and asked again, and the green forest knights below also booed.

"Don't dare to fight, quickly hide!"

"I think I'm afraid. The number one in the world seems to be falling on that young hero."

"Yes, in my opinion, those people above are just wearing official robes. If they really want to fight, I'm afraid they are all old days."

"what does it mean?"

"Thank you!"

Immediately, the people on the next side who understood were bursting with laughter. However, in the back where no one knew, in the chaotic streets, in the evil wind that was blowing, Mingyue's mouth and nose were bleeding, almost exhausted, her eyelids were weak and drooping, and she was about to close, and her mouth was soft. read.

"gentlemen......"

A weak and ethereal voice came from his mouth, several streets away from the restaurant in Yining, in the air, Lu Liangsheng heard a voice that seemed to be there, lingering in his ears, and then... amidst the laughter below , Stand up slowly.

"It's moving! Look, the old man above is moving!"

"Could it be that we are confused and going to the ring?"

"A person with old arms and legs is not afraid of any mistakes."

Chen Jing on the stage saw the old man standing up, and quickly lowered his hand, vigilantly took off the hilt of the sword, the long sword suddenly buzzed and trembled in his hand, not only him, but also all kinds of people in the surrounding Jianghu The weapons trembled one by one.

"what happened?"

"I didn't shake, why did the knife move by itself?" A panicked voice also shouted: "Mine too!"

buzz... buzz...

All around the arena, there was the sound of weapons being in their sheaths or people's hands humming. At this moment, someone shouted: "Look over there!"

On the second floor of the restaurant, Lu Liangsheng, who was standing behind the fence, raised his hand, and heard a "wow" sound from outside, and more than a hundred weapons broke free from the hands of the Jianghu people and flew into the sky. The noise and laughter fell silent at this moment.