The banner of Shushan Sword Gate suddenly appeared, causing the atmosphere in the wasteland to change.

The Shushan Sword Sect is the overlord of the southwest martial arts world. With tens of thousands of disciples officially admitted to the gate, and with the support of the Shu Kingdom, there is no doubt that its power is strong. The leader of Shushan, Ji Fenglei, is known as the "Sword Immortal", and is the same as the "Sword Emperor" Jiang Lie.

Known to the world, who among the warriors in the world knows him?

Masters of the Shushan Sword Sect gathered here, and the "Seven Swords of Shushan" were the most famous ones. There were about a hundred Shushan disciples who showed up. The two middle-aged men in the lead had an extraordinary bearing, their eyes were like lightning, and they were like two swords.

The peerless sword in its sheath makes people dare not look directly at it.

More than a hundred steps behind the Shushan cavalry formation, there were hundreds of well-organized cavalry following closely behind them, with spears and spears like a forest and armor clanking like fire.

The formation of black whirlwind horse thieves suddenly became commotion, and the people and horses in the rear formation moved sideways, not daring to stop them.

Gong Liu's face became extremely ugly. He clearly missed the best opportunity and couldn't do anything. He turned his head to discuss a few words with the leader of the horse thieves beside him, and waved his hand helplessly.

Woo woo! The horn sounded, and the horse thieves turned their horses in unison as if listening to the sound of nature. They dispersed like an ebbing tide. One team after another crossed the mound and retreated deeper into the wilderness. No one rose up from the beginning to the end.

The desire to fight.

Although they suffered heavy losses and gained nothing, Black Whirlwind had to withdraw. They intercepted and killed more than ten Shushan disciples yesterday. With such deep hatred, how could Shushan Sword Sect reconcile easily? Just looking at the sky-high sword energy condensed by Shushan Sword Sect, they were definitely not something they could withstand.

Come on, not to mention that the opponent has hundreds of regular cavalry accompanying them. Whether it is personal martial arts or overall combat power, they are the side that is being crushed. They can only escape early to avoid destruction.

Xiao Chilang lost his spirits and sighed: "The war is over, and the Shu people got the advantage in the end. Let's go too!" He clamped the horse's belly with his legs and galloped the horse towards the wilderness on the other side. The Khitan knights dispersed into several rows, closely following each other.

Follow him and run away.

Seeing that the enemies were dispersed, the young men couldn't help but cheer loudly. Ji Yuqing galloped towards his fellow disciples in Shushan, while Zhou Chengzong and Yan Ying rushed towards Zhou Huan, who was as bloody as a man.

Fu Jingtao and Liu Yunchao looked at each other, feeling relieved.

Fu Jingtao clasped his fists and said: "If Senior Brother Liu wants to go to Shu, there will be no obstacles on the way forward. You and I must say goodbye. See you later!"

Liu Yunchao suddenly said: "Will you report your meeting with me to Xuanyuanmen?"

Fu Jingtao shook his head and said: "Everyone has his own ambitions, so why force yourself? Since Xuanyuanmen can't keep my senior brother, I can only wish you a good journey."

Liu Yunchao said coldly: "To tell you the truth, Xuanyuanmen can't stand up to my Liu family. Jiang Lie and his son even forced my father to death. This hatred is irreconcilable! If I meet you, Junior Brother Fu, in the future, don't blame me for not missing our old friendship.

Kill with pain."

Fu Jingtao couldn't help but laugh and said: "Senior Brother Liu, do you dare to say that in the future, your martial arts will be superior to mine?"

Liu Yunchao said word by word: "Everything in the world is unpredictable!"

Fu Jingtao laughed and said: "Then we will meet each other in life and death, and let's not talk about old feelings!"

The people who came from the Shushan Sword Sect were none other than Meng Baiyi and Zeng Bojun from the Seven Swords of Shushan. The two of them were shocked to learn that Ji Yuqing was missing yesterday, and they almost went crazy with anxiety. Later they found out that the matter was related to the Black Whirlwind Horse Thief, so they urgently asked for help from the Shu Kingdom.

After the support of hundreds of cavalry was in place, the frontier troops rushed north to meet them. The Black Whirlwind Horse Thieves were bandits after all, and they were most afraid of face-to-face confrontation with the regular army. They ran away like a mouse seeing a cat.

Meng Baiyi is handsome and cheerful, with a cheerful nature. He has a total of nine swords, large and small, hidden in his body. His sword-wielding skills are the best among his sect. When he goes crazy, no one can control him. He is nicknamed the "Nine Swords Madman".

Zeng Bojun is a calm, thick, tall man, with a five-foot-long broad-bladed giant sword stuck diagonally behind his back, and is nicknamed "The King of Kaishan Swordsmen".

When they saw Ji Yuqing appear safe and sound, a big stone fell in their hearts. If the little princess was even injured, how could they explain to the master?

Although Ji Yuqing only spent one night alone, it felt as if a year had passed. At this time, he finally saw a familiar elder from the same family. Guilt, sadness, fear, luck and other emotions came to his heart, and he pulled Meng Baiyi to cry.

It was roaring like pear blossoms with rain.

Not to mention how Meng Baiyi comforted the little princess, Zeng Bojun rode his horse to the bloody battlefield. His eyes swept over the messy hoofprints, broken weapons, and piled corpses. With awe in his heart, he jumped off the horse and walked step by step to Zhou Huanshen.

He stepped forward and said solemnly: "General Zhou, Mr. Zeng Bo of Shushan came to greet you on the order of the leader. Please punish me for being late!"

Zhou Huan still stood still and chuckled softly: "The dignified Seven Sons of Shushan came all the way to meet Zhou, braved the wind and snow, and were polite and considerate. What's the crime? Fortunately, Meng and Zeng, two swordsmen, arrived with their team and ran away in shock.

Kill the horse thieves and the Khitans, otherwise Lord Zhou Xiang will be killed. Chengzong, please thank Master Zeng and others for their help."

Zhou Chengzong, who was kneeling aside, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned to face Zeng Bojun, and kowtowed respectfully to express his thanks.

Zeng Bojun hurriedly moved out of the way and said: "How can this happen? Please get up quickly!"

Zhou Huan smiled and said: "Brother Zeng Xian, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Shushan again and have a drink with Brother Ji. Please tell him on my behalf that I, Zhou Huan, will still consider him my eldest brother in the next life!"

Zeng Bojun said seriously: "I will definitely bring this to you!"

Zhou Huan pointed at Zhou Chengzong and said: "This son's name is Chengzong, and he is Zhou's nephew. He has fair qualifications and extraordinary martial arts. I hope that my wise brother will put him under the Shushan sect with a few kind words."

Zeng Bojun said with enthusiasm: "Absolutely no problem!"

Zhou Huan nodded and said to Zhou Chengzong: "It's your great fortune to go to Shushan! There are thousands of roads and different paths leading to the same destination. I hope you will work hard in the future and reach the top of martial arts as soon as possible. If I know, I will be happy and happy."

Zhou Chengzong vowed: "Chengzong vows to learn the ultimate martial arts and take revenge!"

The light in Zhou Huan's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he sighed softly: "Idiot, don't keep the word 'revenge' on your lips all the time. Before the incense of my Zhou family can be continued, you are not allowed to step into the Song Dynasty!"

Zhou Chengzong's shoulders trembled and he lowered his head and said, "Yes!"

Zhou Huandao said: "I am relieved that you will be protected by Shushan Sword Gate for the rest of your life. Life is short and grudges are difficult!" After saying this, his eyes slowly closed, his chest stopped rising and falling, and a generation of heroes passed away.

He fought thousands of miles, and had countless internal injuries hidden in his body. In addition, today's continuous battles overdrawn his life energy, and he finally couldn't hold on and fell sadly.

Yanying and Zeng Bojun sighed in unison, bowed and saluted, and respectfully saw him off for the last journey.

Zhou Chengzong silently pulled out the sword, then picked up Zhou Huan's still warm body, resisting the tears rolling in his eyes, wiped the blood on his face with his sleeves, and walked towards the south. Zeng Bojun followed him and led the horse quietly.

walk.

The cold wind whimpered, the wild grass swayed softly, and the desolate earth played a sad song.

The Shushan disciples and the cavalrymen turned around and headed south, heading towards the border of Shu. The rumble of hoofbeats gradually disappeared, and the dust in the sky could not be dispersed for a while.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ji Yuqing could not say anything more to Fu Jingtao, so she turned around and left with the group of people.

Liu Yunchao shamelessly infiltrated among the Shushan disciples and casually boasted that he had rescued the Shushan Princess, which won her a lot of favor.

Fu Jingtao stood in the howling cold wind, watching Shushan and his party disappear into the sky, feeling empty in his heart, as if something was missing.

Yanying suddenly said: "Princess Shushan has a distinguished status and a prominent family background. If you want to win the heart of a beautiful woman, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to reach heaven!"

Fu Jingtao's face was slightly red, he scratched his scalp and said, "Brother Yanying, are you comforting me, or are you trying to hit me?"

Yanying said: "What I mean is to advise you not to have wishful thinking and focus on martial arts training so that you can have a glimpse of the realm of a master in the future. If you are greedy for women and love for children, and your heroic ambition is wasted, you will probably live a mediocre life. You

Your qualifications are excellent, don’t waste them.”

Fu Jingtao curled up his lips and said unconvinced: "Who said that practicing martial arts means you can't fall in love? I, the head of Xuanyuan, have two sons and two daughters, and the head of Shushan was famous for being romantic when he was young, which did not hinder their swordsmanship.

Practice, and finally command the martial arts world."

Yanying opened his mouth and didn't know how to argue. These two swordsman masters are not short of confidantes to accompany them! He had no choice but to change the subject and asked: "Brother Fu, what are your plans next?"

Fu Jingtao shrugged and said, "Of course I'm going home to celebrate the New Year! It will be New Year's Eve in five or six days, and I have to rush back to see my parents and reunite the whole family." As he spoke, he touched his swollen eye sockets and prayed secretly.

This bruise should fade away quickly, otherwise if my mother sees it, she will be nagging and admonishing her.

Yanying said: "Looking at your accent, you seem to be from Jiezhou? Do you live near the border?"

Fu Jingtao smiled and said: "Strictly speaking, I am not from the northwest. My ancestral home is in the south of the Yangtze River. I have lived and practiced martial arts here since I was a child, so I speak with a northwest accent. Not far from the border town of the Song Dynasty, there is a small town of Xiantao, where my home is

In town, would Brother Yanying want to drop by my house for a visit?"

Yanying said with a smile: "You are a disciple of Xuanyuan, and I am a member of the Demon Sect. Aren't you afraid of letting others take advantage of you and being punished by the master's sect?"

Fu Jingtao said disapprovingly: "What is black? What is white? The difference between black and white changes from time to time, so how can there be a conclusion that remains unchanged for thousands of years? Some people are white knights on the surface, but secretly they are male thieves and female prostitutes; some people are from the devil's sect.

, but you are so heroic and courageous! Besides, you and I have lived and died together. We once fought back the enemy side by side. I just invite you to visit me. Who dares to spread rumors and slander?!"

Yan Ying showed genuine admiration in his eyes and said with a smile: "Okay! You are courageous and responsible. I will take care of you as my little brother! Let's go!" After saying that, he jumped on the carriage, sat firmly in the driver's position, and shot across the face.

Legs, pull up the reins and shake, the driver drives the strong horse back north.

Fu Jingtao jumped on his mount, patted the horse and chased to the carriage, wondering: "Brother Yanying, this carriage is so tattered that it's about to fall apart, and it's moving very slowly, why don't you abandon it?"

Yanying looked forward and said solemnly: "Because there are valuable things hidden in the car, we can't throw them away."

Fu Jingtao became more and more curious. If there were valuables hidden, why did Zhou Chengzong not take them with him when he left, but left them with Yan Ying? With a flash of lightning in his mind, he asked, "Could it be the treasure map that Xiao Chilang and the others coveted?"

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Iwa Ying laughed and said no more.
Chapter completed!