Ten years ago, in the capital, Yang Xiaoxiao's death made Zhao Langjiang lose all his thoughts. It was Li Qingcheng's beating, which made Zhao Langjiang rekindle the fighting spirit in his heart. The two made a ten-year agreement. For ten years, Zhao Langjiang has fought south and north, swept the world, and constantly used the enemy's blood and lives to sharpen the sword intention. Now, in this golden sword, there is a dark red sword power flowing in the blade, just like the mark of the sword soul.

Li Qingcheng lived in seclusion in Daxue Mountain, his heart was like white snow, without any distractions, and for ten years, he had never used a sword.

Zhao Langjiang was confident and gave Li Qingcheng this knife.

But not at this moment, not at this moment.

But on August 15th, after March, the appointment with Li Qingcheng was exactly ten years old.

Ten years, Li Qingcheng evaporated like the world, and there is no more legend in the world. The sword that crossed the sky ten years ago was also intentionally or unintentionally forgotten. Now that martial arts are declining, many warriors have fallen into the realm. It is very difficult for ordinary warriors to even the realm of Jin Wen. If they can enter the realm of Zhixuan, they will have a place in the world. The world is like a pool of stagnant water, and they will no longer be able to walk everywhere in the world of Zhixuan. They are as numerous as dogs.

Li Qingcheng is still Li Qingcheng.

Zhao Langjiang is not Zhao Langjiang.

Ten years of fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

After struggling with the hegemony of the imperial map for ten years, Zhao Langjiang is no longer the reckless young man who would take advantage of anyone he disliked. He understood power and conspiracy, learned human relationships, and was more proficient in secular affairs. Under his leadership, the Yinyang army was unstoppable and occupied almost half of the country. Taking down Shanhaiguan without any effort was another highlight of his deeds on the road to unification of the world.

The world seems to be far away for him.

Today, when I saw the girl who broke into the reviewing yard and saw the Jinghong sword, Zhao Langjiang knew that Li Qingcheng had come out of the mountain.

He did not forget the ten-year agreement.

One is the King of Golden Sword Zhao Langjiang.

One is the white-clothed sword god Li Qingcheng.

When Wang Banxian died in battle, Jian Xiu Wangcai followed Shujian Mountain. In addition to the one in Dingzhou City, the battle between the two top masters in the world is also a battle that can change the fate of the entire world and the world.

The dragon cavalry stepped forward and stopped Yang Xiling in the center.

Yang Xiling was at a loss and was so scared that her face turned pale.

Zhao Langjiang waved his hand, stopped his subordinates, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

Yang Xiling stared at Zhao Langjiang with big eyes. Seeing that the murderous demon king who made the world scared was not as fierce as the legend they said, he calmed down and said, "This female hero named Yang Xiling, and is from the White Horse Gang of Guandong."

Zhao Langjiang said oh, "It turns out it's Miss Yang Er."

Yang Xiling said happily: "Have you heard of me?"

Zhao Langjiang said: "Sister Ling is the leader of the White Horse Gang and has done a lot of business in the Guandong area. Over the years, he has also had a lot of business dealings with our Yinyang."

"That's natural!" Yang Xiling said, "But she is her, I am me. Don't be afraid that I am not famous now. After March, at the Martial Arts Conference, I will become a great hero that the world admires!"

Yang Xiling did not participate in the affairs of the gang, but Yang Xiling knew that the White Horse Gang had business dealings with Yinyang, but they were all food or cows, horses and sheepskins. She couldn't help but feel a little strange. The dignified Yinyang King shouldn't be the Margo war, so why should even care about these small businesses?

Zhao Langjiang smiled, "What's the best thing about being a hero?"

"Thousands of people admire it, it's exciting to think about it!" As he said that, he drew out the sword and waved it in the air a few times.

When Zhao Langjiang saw her sword technique, he was shocked, "Who taught you this sword technique?"

"My master!" Yang Xiling said, "I have eleven sword techniques in total, and you may not be my opponent."

Zhao Langjiang seemed to understand something, "So that's it, I'm really not as good as you."

Not long ago, the snow demon said that her sword technique was more powerful than Zhao Lianjiang. At first she thought she was coaxing her, but when she heard Zhao Lianjiang admit it in person, she almost cried out. Fortunately, she always remembered that she was a female hero, and she had to worry about her identity, not to be proud of her [Tianlai fo] and waved her hand, "It's nothing. You practice for another ten or eight years, and maybe there is still a chance."

When the Dragon Rider heard the girl's tone, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

Dare to comment on his sword skills in front of King Yinyang, this little girl is the first in the past ten years. What is puzzling is that Prince Zhao does not seem to be angry at all.

Zhao Langjiang smiled, "Mr. Yang, I wonder if he is interested in inspecting the thousands of troops outside Shanhaiguan?"

Yang Xiling was overjoyed, "Take it serious?"

"I never joke!"

She clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay!" She looked at Zhao Langjiang again, "You have ten followers, and I also need four followers." She turned around and searched in the crowd. Seeing the four heroes of the Black Dragon hidden in the crowd, she shouted at them, "You four, come out and follow me!"

The four black dragon heroes were so scared that they were scattered.

This girl is having fun, isn't she going to waste her life?

They retreated repeatedly.

Yang Xiling said unhappily, "The four big men are awkward."

Zhao Langjiang glared at them, and the four of them left the line obediently.

Yang Xiling pointed to the four dragon cavalrymen, "Lucky, please give up the war horses."

The four of them looked at King Yinyang, King Yinyang nodded. The four dragon cavalry guards were extremely unwilling to get off the horse and gave the horse to the four heroes of the Black Dragon. Unfortunately, the four heroes of the Black Dragon were too unscrupulous and their feet were weak. They climbed a few times before climbing onto the war horse. Yang Xiling was excited and said to Zhao Langjiang, "I want to walk ahead!"

Yang Xiling led the four heroes of the Black Dragon and rode forward, and Zhao Langjiang and six dragon cavalrymen followed behind.

She raised her head and chest, rode a small donkey, and walked through thousands of troops in full view of everyone.

At this time, it was as if she was the best in the world!

Yang Xiling suddenly drew his sword and shouted: "Yinyang, drew his sword!"

Swish!

Li Bufan took the lead and gave a sword-drawing ceremony to Yang Xiling.

The four black dragon heroes were shaking their legs and almost fell off the ground.

This second lady Yang is sacred? First, the white-haired man stood up for her, and now he is accompanied by the dignified Yinyang King. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, someone would have told them in the future that he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Yang Xiling shouted: "I, Yang Xiling, want to become the number one in the world!"

Everyone was shocked. This girl was too bold and arrogant. In front of King Yinyang, she called herself the best in the world.

Zhao Langjiang drew his sword and shouted: "The best in the world!"

Seeing that King Yinyang had shouted, there was nothing to worry about, the soldiers shouted in unison: "The world is the best, the world is the best, and the world is the best!"

The sound spreads inside and outside Shanhaiguan.

Yang Xiling feels like she loves to death!

Finally, I can be proud of myself. Even her sister has never enjoyed such glory in her life!

...

Although the episode of Yang Xiling, the military parade on Zhao Langjiang was perfect. No one knew that in such an important and serious occasion, Prince Zhao would tolerate the 18 or 19-year-old girl making a fuss, but they could all see that King Yinyang seemed to take great care of this girl.

After the inspection, Zhao Langjiang took Yang Xiling to reward the three armies, and even the four Black Dragon heroes were treated preferentially. However, during the banquet, the four of them were just unsophisticated robbers. Before that, the four of them were just unfamiliar robbers. They never thought of being able to sit at the same table as King Yinyang. They were so scared that they dared not say anything and drink wine, which made Yang Xiling unhappy, "You four are all mine, don't lose my face."

Yang Xiling had a heroic demeanor, and everyone dared not neglect. Prince Zhao did not drink. They knew that Yang Xiling had a special identity and was favored by the prince, so they all came forward to toast. Yang Xiling did not refuse anyone and drank more than ten bowls in one breath. Fortunately, Nurgan City was very cold, and Yang Xiling had been drinking since she was a child, but she was also drunk under the siege of everyone.

"Mr. Yang is so young and has such a courage, which is admirable!"

"I want me to tell that Ms. Yang is comparable to Mulan, Mu Guiying, and Hua Qiangu, and should be the four great girls!"

Yang Xiling's eyes were blurred, "What the hell is Hua Qiangu?"

"It's the meaning of a hero among women! Do it!" "Do it!"

...

Yang Xiling woke up and it was noon the next day.

She didn't know how she returned to the guest room last night, but she felt a split headache.

Someone came forward and brought you to wash. The food was all right. After eating something, the maid said, "The prince is waiting for you in the meeting hall."

Yang Xiling came to the conference hall, and Zhao Langjiang asked with a smile, "Was it a good rest last night?"

Yang Xiling waved his hand, "Don't mention it, it's broken. My head hurts now, and I won't drink so much again."

Zhao Langjiang said, "I couldn't stop you last night. No one dared to toast you behind you. You were holding a jar of wine and refused to let go, saying that you would stay in the jar of wine tonight."

Yang Xiling was embarrassed when she heard this.

The fragments are not scary, the most feared is that someone will help you recall the next day.

It's so embarrassing.

However, Yang Xiling was also careless and didn't care about other people's eyes. She bowed to Zhao Langjiang, "Thank you for your kind hospitality!"

Zhao Langjiang said, "You should call me a second senior brother."

"Second Brother?"

Zhao Langjiang gestured several nameless sword techniques with empty hands and said, "You and I will go out together. It is not an exaggeration to call me a senior brother."

Yang Xiling heard from his master that he had three senior brothers, one of whom was surnamed Zhao, but at that time she said that these three senior brothers had ordinary martial arts, and she was her most proud personal disciple. Unexpectedly, this ordinary senior brother Zhao was the King of Yinyang who was terrified of the world!

"But I heard from my master that my senior brothers are not very good at martial arts."

Zhao Langjiang said, "In the eyes of the little master, our martial arts are indeed not good."

Thinking of this, his thoughts drifted back to the Yangtze River journey, and Li Jinping taught sword skills on the bow deck.

Zhao Langjiang asked again, "Since you are carrying Jinghong Sword, I believe you have seen your third senior brother?"

Yang Xiling said: "Are you talking about the heavy snow demon?"

"High Snow Demon?"
To be continued...