Douluo's opening send-off system

In Emperor Wu's City in the East China Sea, there was an old man and a bad horse. When they walked to the majestic city gate, they were both hungry.

The attire does not look like that of the people around, but rather a bit slovenly.

The breeze blew through the rippling sea waves, which made people feel relaxed and happy. The scenery was unique. Huang found a wine shop on a higher ground and prepared to enjoy the last scenery of his life while drinking.

The restaurants in the city had a better view of the surging sea, but he didn't have much money, and it seemed that he couldn't even go to the restaurants.

"Waiter, open a pot of good rice wine and cook it for me." Lao Huang sat down at the roadside wine stall and poured out the coins in his wallet.

The waiter in the shop believed that he was a local from Emperor Wu City, and he never looked down on the foreign martial artist, let alone such an old guy. He rolled his eyes angrily and said: "This little copper coin can barely be exchanged for a sip of rice wine."

"Just one bite. Anyway, I won't be able to eat it next time."

Hearing this tone, the waiter knew that this was another arrogant person. He took the money, said nothing more, and soon handed a glass of hot wine to Lao Huang's hand, and stood aside.

Lao Huang picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in one gulp, and looked up at the city. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know who he was talking to in the end. He only heard him whisper softly: "Master, the wind is tight, but this Go back to Lao Huang and stop talking about it."

Amidst the astonishment of the people coming and going around him, the somewhat slovenly figure stepped forward and jumped onto the top of Emperor Wu's city.

The waiter shook his head and muttered: "Another farewell drinker." He picked up the wine glass and was about to walk back. Suddenly he heard the sloppy old man announcing his home behind him. He froze and looked back in disbelief.

"Xishu, Huang Zhentu! Come and ask Wang Xianzhi for a sword!"

Emperor Wu's city, filled with hustle and bustle, suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Then there was a roar again, Emperor Wu City, how long has it been since anyone came to challenge the second in the world who has dominated the world for decades?

It's not that there are none, most of them are unknown people who can't even pass the martial slaves in Emperor Wu City, so how can they challenge Wang Xianzhi?

In the city, countless Jianghu people raised their heads and looked towards the city. The seemingly tall old man slowly took the purple-black sword box off his back and opened it. There were six ancient swords lying in it, shining brightly.

The majestic sword intent spilled out from it and spread throughout half the city.

"Please!"

At the top of Emperor Wu's city, someone in white jumped out. The Lord of Emperor Wu's City in the East China Sea stood tall and unshakable as the second best in the world. He stood on the top of the city that was filled with weapons from all the warriors in the world.

"Sword One."

Old Huang flicked his finger from the sword box, and a long sword swept out from it and rushed towards the white-clothed figure.

The man in white waved his sleeves lightly and stopped the menacing sword in an understatement.

"Sword II."

Old Huang wiped his finger again, and there was another long rainbow hanging upside down, and the sword intent was surging. Arriving in front of Wang Xianzhi was like hitting a wall of sponges and disappearing without even stirring up the hair.

When Lao Huang and Wang Xianzhi fought against each other, the sword Changliu Wu Emperor City was damaged. Now, Wang Xianzhi's kung fu is getting better again.

……

Until the five swords in the old yellow box were gone, six moves were released, attracting countless eyes from Emperor Wu's city. The white hair in his hair was fluttering, and the sword energy pouring around him was like rain, making it difficult for others to see his face clearly.

However, in a few moments, Old Huang had already made eight moves with his sword. Wang Xianzhi was not as relaxed as before. Facing this old swordsman from Xishu, she finally became more serious.

Suddenly, all the sword intent in Lao Huang's body disappeared, and his whole body's energy and spirit seemed to have reached its peak at this moment.

"Sword Nine, six thousand miles!"

Lao Huang shouted after drawing out his sword. He looked towards the north, and the life force in his body was slowly drained by this sword. His meridians were close to breaking every inch. Once the ninth sword came out, his death was imminent.

At this time, Lao Huang was smiling. He seemed to see Xu Fengnian coming before him, and finally said: "Secretary, serve wine to the young master."

When the sword moves, it hangs across the Milky Way and invades thousands of miles, as if falling from the sky, splitting Emperor Wu's city in two.

Wang Xianzhi finally took action seriously, and he swung out his left hand, just a punch.

After the sword fight, everyone in Emperor Wu's city only saw two people standing upright on the city wall. One was wearing a heroic white suit, and his left sleeve was broken in a few threads. The other was the old swordsman from Xishu, standing looking north, his eyes gradually losing anxiety.

Wang Xianzhizhi looked north intently, and saw a black dot that was continuously enlarging and flying towards Emperor Wu's city.

That was a person, with his face covered by a black gauze bamboo hat, with a wooden sword under his feet, wielding the sword in the air, like a land god.

The last time we met was sixty years ago, right?

A ray of green energy shot into Lao Huang's body, his eyes gradually focused, and the severed meridians were repaired.

At the same time, a sword energy was like steel, piercing Wang Xianzhi's face. The sword was like a violent wave, dividing the entire East China Sea like a sword opening a canal. Feeling the power of this sword, although Wang Xianzhi could hide, there was Emperor Wu's City behind him, and he could not To hide, he had no choice but to use his energy to strike the sword. The sword energy collided with the fist, making bursts of roars. The city wall shattered. Although it blocked it, Wang Xianzhi was knocked off the city wall and fell into ripples on the surface of the East China Sea. Spreads from under your feet.

Wang Xianzhi raised his head and looked up at the sky. At this time, his eyes were filled with light. Just from the sword strike just now, he could tell that the person coming must be a top master, not a so-called first-class master, not to mention the sword wielder. The style that comes here is not much different than that of a land god.

Such a character, such sword power, is the opponent he has been looking for all these years. At this moment, Wang Xianzhi is really inspired to fight. The reason why he calls himself the second in the world is not only because of his admiration for the old sword god, but also because of his admiration for the old sword god. He also wants to find someone who can replace him, someone who can continue to guard the Heavenly Gate after he ascends and continue the path of ascension in future generations.

However, when he looked up and saw Han Wuyi's sword hanging in the air, the light in his eyes turned into blazing anger.

"you again!"

The water that divided the sea had not calmed down yet, and the people in the city who were eagerly looking forward were concentrating. Before they saw the figure who divided the sea with his sword, they heard Wang Xianzhi's voice filled with anger.

"I've disguised myself so well, can you still recognize me?"

Han Wuyi said in surprise. You must know that he was wearing a bamboo hat and hanging a black veil. He could recognize himself just by his body shape. This shows how much Jiuyuan had done to trick him.

However, he seems to have forgotten that now he is in a condescending position, and the black gauze on the bamboo hat cannot cover his face at all...

Is wearing a hat just a disguise?

Is this humiliating me?

Wang Xianzhi's fists clenched loudly. Being knocked unconscious and having his clothes taken off that day was simply a shame in his life. He didn't expect that this thief would dare to appear in front of him openly. He was really bullying!

Hearing the conversation between the two, everyone in the city looked surprised. Unexpectedly, these two people knew each other. It seemed that Wang Xianzhi had suffered a loss before?

"I was short of money that day, so I thought I would come to Emperor Wu's City to steal some weapons and sell them for iron in exchange for money. I didn't expect you, an ignorant person, to sit in front of Emperor Wu's City every day. I had no choice but to do this!"

Hearing Han Wuyi's disapproving tone, Wang Xianzhi's face became even more angry. Everyone in the city was stunned and gasped. Even Cao Guanzi, who was drinking in a restaurant in the city, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"This man is really... magnanimous ~ magnanimous ~"