Before the people on both sides collided, the whole city was already in a storm.

Except for those scholars who wanted to participate in the audition for Wen Dao relics, most people ran to the vicinity of the Martial Temple, because the east and south avenues connecting the east and south avenues were exactly at the corner near the Martial Temple.

Walking by land without entering the Confucian Temple, leading a four-carriage, the steps are slow and heavy, making the viewer nervous; the long sword in Qi Mu's hand is stained with blood, his hair is gray, the soldiers behind him are marching in formation, and every step is a stepping stone

The ground shook, and doors and windows were closed wherever they passed.

"The north captured Qingzhou and occupied thousands of miles of snowfields, and the east captured Yangzhou and occupied the Nansha Islands. I never imagined that two families separated by vast distances from the north and the south would run into each other!"

"Yes, today's battle seems to be just a fight between two young masters, but in fact, there is a change in the world behind it."

"Did you also hear about it? I don't know who released the news. The martial arts immortal in Xuejin City has disappeared."

"Sun Qi, who was supposed to have a crowning ceremony a month ago, has been ill for more than a month now."

"Don't say any more. Today's Jiacheng is really a place of right and wrong. Haven't you seen that even the people from Yingtian Academy are huddled in the Confucian Temple?"

Many people gathered in the Wu Temple. In the entire Jiacheng, as long as they were not afraid of death, both locals and foreigners came. After a quarter of an hour of brewing, no one knew that Qi Mu and Lu Xing were about to go to war.

Yan San and Zhang Ming also arrived at the Martial Temple first.

"Brother Ming, do you really want to take action? The old man has given you many warnings before. When encountering problems with the Qi and Lu families, you must stay away from Sanbaishe." Yan San said in a low voice.

Zhang Ming is a few months older than Yan San. When things happen, Zhang Ming always makes the decision.

"Xiao San, the old man knew that we were coming to Jiacheng, but he asked us to take away a Duanjiang warrior each. Do you know why?" The two families of Wei Guogong and Qi Guogong are very close, but the two old masters can be considered low-key.

Never interfere in government affairs.

"You and I are not young anymore. In three or four months, we will be twenty. Since the old man let us go, he has acquiesced. Even..." Zhang Ming paused slightly, and he vaguely guessed:

The day before arriving in the capital, His Majesty hosted a family banquet for the two princes.

While the two were talking, heavy footsteps sounded. Five hundred red armors lined up, with steps like beating drums and sounds like bursts of thunder. The loud sound of armors clashing resounded throughout the street.

A chilling breath made people choke, and everyone in the martial arts temple licked their lips and teeth. The bitter smell of blood made people uncomfortable. The red armor was approaching, and the red blood stains all over the long sword made people tremble.

With gray hair, bloody clothes, and a clumsy sword, everyone watching was stunned. It was known to the world that Qi Mu was murderous, with blood stains on his steps and blood dripping from his sword.

At the same time, on the east side of the street, Lu Xing, dressed in white like snow and holding an ancient temple, finally came into view. Counting Chu Chu and Xin Yi outside the carriage, there were only three of them.

Although the number is small, no one dares to despise them.

Let’s just talk about the driver who drove the carriage. Yesterday, outside Nanxuan, he used his Vajra body to cross the great realm and fight against two mountain climbing warriors without losing. How many people in the world who are in the same realm have such a record?

Let's talk about the burly man. Yesterday, he and Gongsun Zhang walked through the air and fought against the high wall in the north of the city with their peak strength on the third floor. The two fought hundreds of back and forth, using their energy and fists to create a ravine of more than thirty feet on the ground.

Four miles of the city collapsed.

As for the prince in white who was the leader, no one dared to comment. He still remembered that yesterday he drove away more than ten people with one sword, killed two, and then defeated twenty cavalry with one sword.

The scene became increasingly quiet. Everyone huddled inside the Martial Temple and fell into silence. The sound of iron tools clashing outside continued one after another.

"Zheng Zheng!" Five hundred red-armored men stamped their feet, and more than ten warriors lined up in a cone shape, led by Qi Mu.

Lu Xing's eyebrows trembled slightly, everyone in the world was afraid of red armor, but they forgot about the power of the armor, which resulted in hundreds of battles.

He hid the shock in his eyes and walked slowly towards Qi Mu with his sword in hand. Chu Chu beside him always kept three steps away from Lu Xing.

As soon as the two met, their old and new grudges were settled.

"Is your poison healed?" Qi Mu's voice was a little weak, with a blood-red eye exposed from his gray hair, and he said: "The monster came to your place last night, how did you survive? Song Yuhe was seriously injured.

, the only one in Longhu Mountain who can spare his hands is Lao Tianshi.”

"It's not that the Heavenly Master took action. Sanri San has never been a poison that has no cure. As for the demon, it didn't kill me three years ago, and it's even less likely to kill me now." Lu Xing was confused by Qi Mu's appearance: the demon was down.

What kind of poison is it? It can make people feel haggard all night and cause them to have gray hair.

"It doesn't matter," Qi Mu smiled and shook his head, with his white hair falling down his back. He faced Lu Xing and said, "Killing with poison is a small way. If I want to kill you, I will do it myself, just like killing that unlucky guy."

Sun Qi is average."

Sun Qi... Lu Xing fell into deep thought for a moment. If he were in another situation, he would have made the same decision as Qi Mu, killing the two to bring chaos to the world. Just like Zhang Liang led his strong men to assassinate Qin Shihuang in the history books, although

It's a small road, but it's easy.

"You killed Sun Qi and forced me to go down the mountain, and you and I will have no room for maneuver." Lu Xing retracted the edge of the long sword a little and said: "When I was a hostage in the capital, among the young people in the world, I only admired him.

You, you can do what you want and kill the people you want to kill, it's better than me restraining my hands and asking for compromise."

"If you don't kill Sun Qi, then when I choose an ally for Xuejin City, I will choose Dong Ran." The voice was steady, but it shocked the crowd to talk.

Qi Mu also turned back the blood-stained sword, his eyes full of contempt, and said: "Stupid! If I were the king of the North, I would definitely try to mess up Dong Ran. If Dong Ran is messed up, overseas monsters will come in, and the Great Zhou Dynasty will definitely

Deploy a large number of troops to the south to protect Jizhou's granary."

"At that time, I will make peace with the Northern Barbarians and lead 300,000 cavalry south to destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty. In this way, the world will belong to me."

"What if the Northern Barbarians break the treaty and send their troops south?" Lu Xing asked.

Qi Mu chuckled and said: "Then the lives will be ruined and the northern land will be stained with blood. But I have gathered the remnants of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and secured the Central Plains. In the meantime, I will make the northern land clear with strong walls along the way, and secure Dongran in the south. Then I will make peace with Western Chu, and the world

It’s settled!”

"Everyone in the world says that I, Qi Mu, are cold-blooded. What do you think, Your Majesty? If one generation dies or another generation suffers, there will be a monument of merit in future generations."

Lu Xing didn't answer, he held the ancient temple in his hand and said he didn't agree with each other, that's all.

"Let's fight, today you and I will live or die." The words were like thunder, causing the whole street to fall into deathly silence.

The five-hundred-red-armored general held his long sword horizontally, pointing the blade at Lu Xing. Qi Mu took a step back, and without giving orders to take action, asked: "What did you do to the maid I left at your place yesterday?"

Maid? You are talking about Li Rui, right? Lu Xing was a little surprised that a fierce spirit like Qi Mu would put his thoughts on a maid.

Lu Xing was puzzled, but he still said frankly: "I had no intention of letting her follow, but she insisted on accompanying her and is inside the carriage. What does Brother Qi want to do?"

"Don't do anything, just kill her!" Qi Mu shouted with a loud voice that could be heard far away.

In the car, Li Rui's eyebrows trembled slightly. When she heard Qi Mu's voice, she couldn't wait to reach out her right hand to open the curtain to check, but Wei Ying grabbed her wrist and stopped her movement.

"Have you thought clearly? He wants to kill you, and even your brother. Qi Mu is not a good person!" Wei Ying frowned, her eyes flickering.

"Wearing red clothes and holding a piece of red silk, do you have feelings for Qi Mu?"

Li Rui's eyes trembled slightly, she retracted her outstretched right hand, put it back between her knees and clasped the red satin tightly. She lowered her head, and although she didn't say a word, she had no intention of stepping out of the carriage.

"Fight!" The two swords collided, and the ancient sword's blade glowed with light golden light. The moment the blades touched, the iron sword's blade quickly melted like falling rain.

Qi Mu frowned. The iron sword in his right hand couldn't hold on for long. He immediately struck Lu Xing with his palm. The two of them exchanged palms and quickly distanced themselves.

"The sword energy is so sharp. It is completely different from yesterday's sword energy. The killing intention has increased sharply."

While Qi Mu was thinking, a group of warriors had already come to his side, even Gongsun Chang, who had exhausted his strength yesterday, stood up.

"Guys, let's take action." Chu Chu walked up to Lu Xing. His disguise from yesterday was also removed. His eyebrows were high and his hair on both sides looked like sharp edges. From a distance, he looked like the top of a mountain, and from up close, the peaks looked like clouds.

Gongsun Chang's eyes were astonished. Although Chu Chu had changed his appearance, he still wore the same clothes as yesterday, and his body shape and aura were the same.

Gongsun Chang had seen this face before. Chu Chu, who was second on the martial arts list, set foot on the top of the mountain at the age of twenty-eight, and was a model for martial artists in the world.

"You, are you Chu Chu? The younger generation Gongsun Chang has met his predecessor." Gongsun Chang was respected for his martial arts prowess, and Gongsun Chang was extremely excited. He even thought about being able to compete with the person he admired in his heart yesterday, and he felt that this life was enough.

Chu Chu nodded: "It's me. I will only kill Qi Mu today. If you are wise, you can leave this place."

These words were particularly cold to the ears of the warriors. They never imagined that the first meeting with someone they admired would lead to the difference between life and death.

Gongsun Chang exhaled, and the enthusiasm in his eyes calmed down. He walked to the front and said: "Senior, if you want to fight, then fight! We are willing to be the pawns of the young prince, and we will die without regrets."

Gongsun Chang took another step forward, leaned over with his hands clasped in his fists, and said: "Yesterday, the seniors pressed down on the realm to practice fists with me. Today, I will lead five martial artists from the third floor to fight on the top of the mountain. I hope the seniors will use their full strength!"

Qi Mu frowned slightly, looked at Lu Xing and said, "Lu Shuang is missing, Chu Chu personally came to Jiacheng, doesn't Xuejin City not have top experts in charge?"

Qi Mu raised his eyebrows and continued: "In this case, when today's incident spreads outside the pass and the Northern Barbarian army moves south, how will Xuejin City resist it?"

"Hahaha..." Qi Mu grinned, and his eyes became firm with his words.

"Chu Chu! The seventh floor of martial arts - the mountain top realm! It's really powerful." Qi Mu threw away the broken sword in his hand, walked up to Gongsun Chang, looked into Chu Chu's eyes, and said: "Senior wants to kill me

, Qi Mu is not talented, but he also wants to try out his skills as a martial artist on the top of the mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, his chest felt like a drum, and the awe-inspiring righteousness left his body. There was a strange color in the sky, as if dark clouds were gathering, thunderclouds were rolling, and a dark sword fell from the sky and floated in front of Qi Mu.

A gift from heaven! When Lu Xing and Chu Chu confronted each other, Confucianism actually gave a gift to Qi Mu, a man who had been expelled from the academy?

In the Confucian Temple hundreds of feet away, Chu Xiuming squinted at the strange scene in the sky and exhaled helplessly.
Chapter completed!