"Everyone who has nothing to do with Qingyu Tower did everything!"

A man in black shouted in a deep voice, and the sound of being swept by deep internal force spread like thunder. People near the city gate and the official road were frightened and turned around and ran away. For a moment, the city gate, which was originally lively, was completely gone in an instant.

Even if ordinary people don’t know the name of Qingyulou, they never dare to get involved in such fights among the people in the martial arts world. They don’t even dare to watch from a distance. If they are unlucky, a wild Taoist priest who lives in a dilapidated temple and eats wild vegetables can kill people’s lives by mistake. Not to mention that some of the rare words and things are leaked out and silenced.

Some people who are mixed with the people will only run faster. It is enough to scare some mixed fish and shrimps from Qingyu Tower, instead of some weight in mixed fish and shrimps. You should also understand what is behind Qingyu Tower, which is a more dangerous and taboo existence.

Only Zhang Yuhong was left under the city gate, facing the nine horses alone, but he was not afraid at all, as if he was facing only nine farmers.

Of course, that was not really a farmer. Zhang Yuhong's eyes swept over them. With his eyes, he could understand their identity from the aura of these people. Seven of them were all masters of the "Tiger Guards" who fought head-only in the Shadow Guards and the "Dog Guards" who were chasing and hunting. Those who could officially join the Shadow Guards were already one of the elites, and the seven in front of them could definitely be called the most terrifying group of people in the Jingzhou River and Lake. However, these seven people were just silently staying there, even the expressions on their faces were as cold as the faces, because their positions had fully demonstrated their status. Even if they were fierce, they were just beasts driven by others.

The one holding the reins was the middle-aged man who was not tall in the middle, Nangong Wuji, deputy commander of the Shadow Shirt Guard.

As for the person behind Nangong Wuji, Zhang Yuhong couldn't see it clearly. It could be seen that he was a fat man, and his aura was far away from others. At most, he was an ordinary man in the martial arts world. He didn't even have the qualifications of the lowest-level shadow guard. This made Zhang Yuhong slightly surprised that the shadow guard rarely showed his identity and conflicts with others. This time, the masters led by Nangong Wuji gathered together, which was obviously an action that was highly valued, but brought such an outsider who seemed to have no combat power.

However, this strangeness passed by in my heart, and Zhang Yuhong's entire spirit was concentrated on the other eight people. The eight people in front of him, including Nangong Wuji, were even stronger than the earth spirit master in terms of frontal combat power, and were definitely opponents that no one could ignore.

"Zhang Zhenren is fine? He was in Kyoto in the past, and it was six years since he left. Princess Qinyang also reminded me that if I meet you, I must tell you. She has never said a joke to you."

Nangong Wuji immediately bowed to Zhang Yuhong. The destination had arrived, and the anxiety and worries along the way were finally relieved. From Zhang Yuhong's performance, he could infer that the thing he was most worried about should have not happened yet. He had to put all his thoughts on Zhang Yuhong in front of him.

If there are a few people in this world who Nangong Wuji is most reluctant to face, Zhang Yuhong in front of him is definitely one of them, no matter from any aspect. But in this situation, no matter how unwilling to face, you must face it.

After hearing Nangong Wuji's words, Zhang Yuhong's expression dimmed slightly, but in a blink of an eye, the light in his eyes returned to normal. He looked at Nangong Wuji and sneered. He asked: "In this case, what do you mean is the only person here now, the deputy commander of the Shadow Shirt Guard, Lord Nangong Wuji? Is it just a pure business to come here today?"

"Of course it's a business." Nangong Wuji's voice was majestic and steady, with no personal feelings. "I know what Zhang Zhenren is doing here now. I can also tell Zhang Zhenren. This matter is not what our Shadow Shirt Guard does. Not only that, our purpose of coming here has something in common with Zhang Zhenren. Please ask Zhang Zhenren to give it up and hand it over to us. We promise that after we get the person we want to capture, we will never hinder Zhang Zhenren."

Zhang Yuhong snorted coldly: "This is a private matter within the gate of Longhu Mountain. What do you have in common with your Shadow Shirt Guard? You might as well please come back. If you want to catch someone, wait until I finish dealing with it."

Nangong Wuji replied in a deep voice: "All the kings under the world are kings, and all the kings are kings and ministers in the shores. My Shadow Shirt Guard represents the big-minded court. What's the private matter in the nine provinces? What's more, although the monster lurking in the city comes from Longhu Mountain, the people who commit chaos and kill are all my Da-killers. Our Shadow Shirt Guard is responsible for defending the land under the order of the emperor, and please let Zhenren Zhang go out of the way!"

Zhang Yuhong responded to Nangong Wuji but sneered: "Mr. Nangong, don't use official clichés to fool me. Do you think it's the same as before? I still said the same thing. This is my private affairs in Longhu Mountain, please come back."

Nangong Wuji closed his eyes. After a moment of silence, he opened his eyes and said, "Then I can tell Zhang Zhenren that the person we are trying to capture has an important thing in his hands, which is very likely to be urgently needed by the monster you want to capture. If the monster gets the hand, then you will have no chance of being arrested, and maybe you will suffer from it."

"Oh?" Zhang Yuhong was a little surprised, pondered for a moment before saying. "Then tell me all the reasons and the inside story. If it is indeed not what you did, we can work together."

Nangong Wuji shook his head: "No. This matter involves my shadow shirt guard secret, please forgive me. Zhenren Zhang. We can only hand over the rest to you after we find the person we are looking for."

"It's a joke." Zhang Yuhong sneered. "This matter involves your Shadow Shirt Guard's secret secret, but isn't it involving my Longhu Mountain secret? With what your Shadow Shirt Guard has done to our Tianshi Sect over the years, you said I dare to hand over this matter completely to you without knowing the details? If you have any secrets and handles in your hands, I'm afraid that the Longhu Mountain will only be able to let you go from now on."

Nangong Wuji's voice became quiet: "Zhang Yuhong, Zhang Yuanling's old foxes treat you like this, are you still stupid and loyal to you?"

Zhang Yuhong replied lightly: "I don't have to worry about my Zhang family's affairs."

"Then I hereby guarantee you that we will never take action against Longhu Mountain. That monster was definitely not released by us."

"I'm still the same sentence. If you don't tell me the inside story, then you'd better ask back."

"Zhang Yuhong, don't you believe me?" Nangong Wuji's voice became deeper and deeper, as deep as the roar of lava three thousand feet deep underground.

"Since you are Nangong Wuji, you shouldn't ask me to write to you again, and you shouldn't even ask me this." Zhang Yuhong's voice was very plain. His eyes looked at Nangong Wuji with a sense of vicissitudes. "When you become Nangong Wuji, it means that there is no such person as Nangong Ji in this world. You should know the significance of the Nangong family's rule for hundreds of years. Deputy Commander-in-Chief Nangong."

Nangong Wuji fell silent. There was no expression on his extremely majestic face, only the air around him became heavier and heavier. Luo Yuanyun behind him almost felt breathless. But after a moment, he raised his hand. Compared to a secret gesture that seemed to be used by the Shadow Guard, a sound that was clearly pressed with internal force sounded in the ears of several people around him: "The Four Guards of the Dogs, take the Luo San to take a detour from the city to find someone. After finding it, you can just take the Water Patrol directly. You don't have to pay attention to anything else."

"Sir Nangong, I...what should I..." Luo Yuanquan immediately panicked when he heard that Nangong Wuji seemed to let him leave. He was brought here inexplicably by Nangong Wuji, and almost regarded Nangong Wuji as his only support.

Nangong Wuji didn't look at him, but a faint voice came: "It's okay, Luo San is in charge. You won't be in danger. When you see that person, or when that person sees you, you will understand everything."

The four men in black immediately led Luo Yuanyun's horse and turned their heads together, running north along the city wall.

Zhang Yuhong frowned at the five people who left. But before he could move, Nangong Wuji in front had already stretched out his hands to him and closed his eyes towards Xuxu in the middle, as if he was trying to hold him in his palm in his own vision.

With a loud noise that spread throughout Hongjing County, the entire East Gate Tower where Zhang Yuhong was located collapsed and shattered. Several meters high and nearly meter thick, it was made of divided rocks and rammed earth. It was enough to withstand hundreds of bombardment of heavy firearms. Under unknown force, it broke into countless stones and rubble like dry steamed buns, and suddenly squeezed into the middle.

As the gravel splashed, Zhang Yuhong's figure flashed forward with a layer of golden sword light. This attack seemed to be extremely powerful, but it was inevitable that it would be great for people like him. However, he noticed it when Nangong Wuji started. Instead of dodging or avoiding, he rushed straight. He just avoided the attack of the unparalleled Qi behind him while also attacking Nangong Wuji.

But at the same time, three black figures flew up from left to right and attacked Zhang Yuhong. They were the three men in black who had been silently waiting by Nangong Wuji. Just as Zhang Yuhong flew over, he also intercepted him without saying a word.

With a loud bang, Zhang Yuhong's figure who had just rushed back and crashed heavily into the ruins of the city gate, with gravel flying everywhere. His palms blocked the punches and claws of the two men in black, but the chest and abdomen were still slapped by another man in black.

Instead of chasing, the three men in black retreated instead and stood in the shape of a font in front of Nangong Wuji, staring at the rubble that buried Zhang Yuhong carefully. They did not seem to want to fight Zhang Yuhong in life and death, and also understood the true strength of this demon-suffering real person, and did not think that this little advantage would be at all careless.

Zhang Yuhong walked out of the ruins, his Taoist robe was already ragged, looking a little embarrassed, and there was some blood on the corner of his mouth. When he was just under the palm, a layer of golden talisman armor appeared outside him in time. While the talisman armor was shattered, he also quickly retreated backwards, but in the end he suffered some internal injuries. Those who could be selected as the Shadow Shirt Guard were all the real first-class masters in the world. Any of these three men in black would not be much inferior to him in terms of martial arts. Even if he didn't take the initiative to get involved, he knew that he would never be able to escape from the three men and Nangong Wuji who were behind.

After wiping the blood on his mouth, Zhang Yuhong stopped talking. The two small balls folded by the talisman flew out of his sleeve and fell to the ground. With Zhang Yuhong's order, countless golden lights gathered from the void in all directions. Relying on this talisman ball, they turned into two golden armored giants about the meter. Unlike the golden armored giants he had cast spells before, the bodies of these two golden armored gods were more solid, and their faces were clearly visible and lifelike, but there was no pupils in their eyes. Only the flashing purple lightning was indefinitely swallowed and spit.

Countless slight crackling sounds gradually rose from the surrounding air, and then gradually became larger, and purple lightning began to jump around the two golden-armored giants. There was also Zhang Yuhong. Countless lightnings arose on his Taoist robe, intertwined into countless cloud-patterned talismans flowing. He, who was already handsome and majestic, looked even more like a god from heaven descending to earth.

Nangong Wuji, who was still behind the three men in black, made a move first. His hands made a strange gesture, and his thumb and two fingers circled into a circle, and the other three fingers were put together, then his hands were placed in front of his chest and closed. The two circled circles overlapped and aimed at Zhang Yuhong not far away. Suddenly, a huge energy that was like a gust of rage and like a river rushing endlessly in the Yangtze River and shot out from his chest and shot towards Zhang Yuhong.

A huge whimper sound, the bricks and stones of the city gate piled up there were like a tuft of soil being blown strongly, stirring up the sky. The rushing energy was still moving into the city without exerting its momentum, plowing a huge gap of more than two feet wide and deep on the ground. The residential buildings along the way were torn into pieces like paper and flew everywhere, and wailing screams were everywhere. The ordinary people and people in the martial arts world who were brave enough to stay nearby all ran away with their heads in their arms and lakes.

The rocks and mud at the city gate fell like rain, but there was no Zhang Yuhong's figure. Just as the torrent of energy was coming, the purple lightning talisman that was jumping around him suddenly shone brightly, and after a flash, the whole person disappeared from the spot. The next moment, Zhang Yuhong's figure suddenly appeared behind Nangong Wuji with the sudden explosion of lightning light.

This is not a super fast speed that is so fast that the naked eye cannot see. No matter how fast the body movement and lightness skills are, it is impossible to bypass the three men in front of them without any sense. Zhang Yuhong really "jumped" from the place where he was originally standing, and followed the flash and destruction of the purple lightning, and a ball of jumping purple thunder ball was in his palm. He took a picture of Nangong Wuji's back without any sound.

Nangong Wuji did not look back. He might not have felt Zhang Yuhong suddenly appearing behind him. However, when the blow he made was gone, his hands in his chest immediately held each other and pressed each other, with his thumbs against each other, and he shouted in a low voice: "Open."

The energy that had just blown the city gate exploded from around Nangong Wuji's body, and it flew Zhang Yuhong behind him more than 20 feet away before falling down. The horse under Nangong Wuji's crotch was torn into countless small pieces of flesh and blood, and almost no corpse could be found that could be larger than the fist. The entire horse corpse bloomed on the ground into a huge blood-colored flower that was ten feet away.

The three men in black in front also flew back to Zhang Yuhong, but their bodies had just moved. Zhang Yuhong used the two golden armored gods transformed by the Taoist Dharma to move, and his huge body stayed at speed and agility that was completely inconsistent with the foreign surname and then arrived first. He caught up with the two men in black, and his real huge palm with a big palm fan, slapped the two men in black.

After two thuds of collision, he was unable to leverage his power in the air in a hurry. Although the two men in black reached out to hold it, they flew out like flying insects being photographed.

The rumbling rumbling, like hundreds of muffled thunders roaring together. It was Nangong Wuji who took a deep breath and clenched his fists with both hands. The momentum brought by his body less than five feet could shake the world. With his breathing and movements, the scenery and light around him had begun to distort. It was the external appearance that the surrounding atmosphere had been squeezed to the limit by the unparalleled qi. It was like a giant who was preparing to move.

Zhang Yuhong, not far away, pointed like a sword, and a long sword condensed by golden light appeared faintly in his hand. Thunder light flashed around him, and the energy coming from the pavement made his Taoist robe sound. The talismans worn by purple lightning light kept flashing in the air, making him look like a god.

"Oh, Zhang Yuhong even used the Purple Lightning Escape and the Demon-Slaying Sword. Nangong Wuji used the Pure Land Ambition Great Hand Seal to control the Creation of Heaven. Is it a dual purpose of the Demon Buddha? It seems that these two old acquaintances have brought out the true fire that they had been holding in their hearts for decades. Is it that they should not be too serious and forget their own affairs."

On the city wall in the distance, three people hid quietly in the shadow of the battlements and watched the earth-shaking scene here. Compared with the panic of the people in the city screaming and running, the three people's calmness seemed very transcendent, as if they were watching a wonderful but not related to their own show. Or it should be said that they were just a smiling middle-aged fat man and a cold young man who seemed very calm and indifferent, while the other beautiful girl had a sad face.

"Ah Xiao, go and see who the four dogs took the Luo San family to look for. Remember, just follow and see. Even if they notice you, there will be no extracurricular things to deal with you at this time. If there is really something wrong, you can move with the camera." The middle-aged fat man looked at Zhang Yuhong and Nangong Wuji in the distance without blinking, and just said lightly to the cold young man beside him.

The young man hesitated a little: "What about you, the second uncle? Nangong Wuji's power is too strong when he starts his hand. Your injury has not healed yet. If it is affected..."

"It's okay." The middle-aged fat man looked at the girl next to him with a smile. "Isn't there still Si'er girl with me? She can definitely protect her second uncle." (To be continued)
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