"Bordering the Yellow River in the west, controlling the desert in the north, connecting the horses in the east, passing the pass of the Bauhinia, resisting the Yanmen in the south, and the danger of Ningwu."

This passage talks about Hanping, Jizhou, an important northern town.

Now the world is in chaos and years of war. Han Ping, which was originally under the jurisdiction of Zhongzhou, has been divided into the northern Hungarian and Qiang tribes, firmly guarding them and confronting the Central Plains countries.

Now the Hungarian and Qiang tribes have four commanders here, thirteen guards, with a magnitude of 130,000 and 50,000 war horses. These troops are all equipped with the Hungarian. The unique snow wolf steel sword of Qiang has a ferocious wolf head on the hilt and a snow-white blade. Tens of thousands of troops are dispatched. When they draw the sword together, the murderous aura and the instant cold light can shock people.

The Hungarian and Qiang tribes had heavy troops, but unlike other places, there were bandits attacks. In short, there had been no war here for 16 years. In the past 16 years, refugees, craftsmen, and merchants all over the place flocked here, forming a prosperous scene with flowers and carriages and horses.

From the city gate to the hinterland of the important town, there is the Siche Bluestone Avenue. At this time, the algorithm is that one car is four tall horses, and the Siche Avenue is the avenue where sixteen horses run side by side at the same time.

A four-car avenue runs across the north and south, and countless paths like spider webs connect this important town with a radius of thousands of miles. All kinds of shops set up shop here, until late at night, the candles are shaking red and they are not neglected.

If you are here for many years, you may forget that there are wars everywhere outside and that the nations are fighting for hegemony. You will also forget that a war may break out here at any time.

It is late autumn and late autumn. In the south, it is still a time to travel with clear and cool autumn weather, but in this far north, the cold air is getting heavier day by day.

Just a layer of white frost on the ridge of the roof in the early morning indicates that in a while, as long as the water vapor is sufficient, it will be a heavy snow.

Among this prosperous capital city, the largest restaurant is Zhiweilou, located in the southeast. Zhiweilou is the industry of Wang Xingji, the largest business in southern Jiangsu. It covers several acres in Hanping, divided into three places. Just looking at the pair of Taotie stone sculptures that are two tall, the vermilion gate, shiny copper nails, and bright clothes at the door. It can be seen that Wang Xingji's financial resources and strength is also at its peak.

Wang Zhiwei is the owner of Zhiwei Building and the manager of Wang Xingji in this important town, with a total of seventeen shops of various colors.

The cold wind was very cold this morning, and you could hear the sound of the cold wind blowing from the north in the house blowing the dead grass on the house. Before Wang Zhiwei got up, he heard someone shouting in the street, "Get out of here, if it's a hindrance, be careful of your lives."

"The surrounding streets are closed, and all shops are not allowed to open today!"

"Who are these people? They speak so arrogantly and domineeringly?" Wang Zhiwei was a little stunned. He quickly put on his fur robe and pushed the window open a line.

The east of the city is the most prosperous and lively area. The shops where you can set up stalls and set up shops are supported by important military figures. Some of them are also supported by many martial artists and experts who practice Taoism. They are responsible for escorting money and grain and picking up goods on the post roads along the way. A large amount of silk, cloth, rice and grain in the south, fur, spices and other goods in the north are all transferred in this way.

"Who are you? You can just keep it in check. Do you have four commanders and orders?"

Looking out from the cracks in the window on the second floor, I saw that there were nine big men standing at both ends of the street.

These nine big men all had black soft armor. I don’t know what made the black soft armor. From a distance, it looked like scales, shining with a faint blue-black light. This black soft armor wrapped the heads and faces of these big men, leaving only their eyes and two nostrils, and looked full of fierce and domineering momentum.

After closer inspection, Wang Zhiwei found that these big men were all black-shewn swords on their backs and long boots worn by their feet actually emitted a metallic luster, which seemed to be made of steel.

Wrapped armor and carried a sword, which has obviously violated the laws and regulations of the four commanders here!

"It's Mr. Zhang Da from Wei's name!"

Now standing in the street are two middle-aged men wearing dark blue luxurious robes. Looking from a distance, they can't see their faces clearly, but they can feel the arrogant and domineering aura on their bodies. If the streets around just now closed and all shops were not allowed to open, it was obviously what these two people said. Standing in front of them, the questioning was a man in a short goatskin, with a long beard, thin and capable, with a divine light in his eyes, and looking like a housekeeper.

Wang Zhiwei recognized that this person was the butler of Wei, Mr. Zhang Da.

Wei Zijia is a business giant in Heluo area. He mainly engages in pawn shops, medicinal materials business, financial resources, and power even above Wang Xingji. Although Mr. Zhang is not amazing in appearance, Wang Zhiqiu knew that he was an unfathomable master. Because a few years ago, Wang Zhiqiu saw Wei Zijia compete with a business called Hang Seng Ji, and refused to give in to each other. As a result, Mr. Zhang took a carriage with a carriage of hundreds of kilograms away with one palm. Such power made some of Wang Xingji's masters feel inferior. In recent years, Wang Zhiwei and the shopkeeper of Wei Zijia have also had friendships, and even learned that Mr. Zhang is also proficient in channel art and knows a lot of magical powers.

If it weren't for the Wei font size and his own strength, he wouldn't have dared to question the two streets alone when so many wearing strange black armor sealed the two sides.

"Huh? It turns out that he is a disciple of the Wangwu Sect, no wonder he dares to stand up."

Wang Zhiwei couldn't see clearly. Facing Mr. Zhang's two men in gorgeous clothes, both of whom were fair-skinned and had a faint ivory luster on his face. Hearing Mr. Zhang's questioning sternly, the man with a triangular eye on the left and a hooked nose suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a cold light burst out in his eyes, "But you don't have to worry about who we are. Go back quickly. If you force yourself forward, you will regret it."

After being told by a word, Mr. Zhang suddenly felt a trembling heart, but he had been picking up and sending goods from Wei on the road for more than 20 years, and had seen countless large and large formations. He was also extremely powerful on the road with a radius of thousands of miles. If he was just a light word, he would be immediately scared away. The accumulated power in the eyes of others in the past twenty years would at least collapse half.

"I didn't even say where I came from, so I told me to leave. Isn't this a bit unreasonable?" Mr. Zhang immediately straightened his back and said coldly.

With the eyes of the two men in the Chinese clothing, they only saw some vendors and shops standing still. A very cold smile appeared on their faces. "It seems that these people are all headed by you. It's so good that they are just right to kill you to warn the monkey!"

The two men in Chinese uniforms said this sentence with a murderous aura and a very domineering one. But as soon as they finished speaking, a faint voice came from afar, "There is too much nonsense, so why don't you make a joke? Just a disciple of Wangwu, just kill him."

Just kill it!

Although this person's voice was calm, what he said made Wang Zhiwei, who was peeking through the crack in the window, feel cold all over.

Even the leader here may not be able to say so easily the power of life and death.

As soon as he finished speaking, eighteen white lights were already swaying towards Mr. Zhang in the middle of the street.

"Flying Sword!"

Mr. Zhang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole body felt like he fell into an ice cave.

He could see that the black-armored sword-wearing men on both sides of the blockade road must have extraordinary skills, but he did not expect that these people were not ordinary martial artists in the world, but cultivators who practiced flying swords!

Anyone who practices the Taoist will naturally express certain magic fluctuations in his body unless he reaches the state of unity between man and nature like the Yuantianyi. However, it was not until these people released the flying sword that Mr. Zhang felt the strong magic fluctuations.

It was the scale-shaped black soft armor on these people's bodies that hid all the previous mana fluctuations!

"You are from Gouli Dao!" In the moment of lightning, Mr. Zhang Da remembered a sect in the north. The founder of this sect once killed a black-winged sea snake with a thousand years of cultivation in the North Sea. He took his flying wings and refined a magic weapon, Yin Scale Black Flag, which could emit poisonous smoke and mines. He also used the outer skin of the black-winged sea snake to refine a batch of black armor. This batch of black armor can protect against swords and guns, avoid water and fire, and ordinary flying swords are difficult to hurt. Another function is that it can allow the cultivators to hide their own breath. Back then, Gouli Dao competed with a sect in the north, and a group of disciples wore this batch of armor, sneaked into the other party's mountain gate, and beat the other party unexpectedly, and won a complete victory.

"Overbial ability!"

Mr. Zhang spoke, and there was a hint of peace in his words. He just first created a magic weapon like a blue cloth to protect his body. However, the two men in gorgeous clothes did not answer at all. They snorted coldly and pulled them out in the air. Both of them were pulling out of thin air, pulling out a black flag two feet apart.

As soon as the black flag was unfolded, the dark air swept down. "Silent scale black flag!" Mr. Zhang did not know that the Gou Li Dao magic weapon was actually two sides, and seeing that the two of them did not answer, they directly sacrificed the powerful magic weapon, and knew that today's affairs were simply not good. He immediately turned his mind and threw away his luck in the air, throwing out a golden talisman full of thunder patterns.

As soon as the golden light divine thunder talisman was thrown out, a thunderbolt turned into a golden lightning hand, which shocked all the vendors in the street who had already been horrified were crawling on the ground.

The Wangwu School is the main talisman and talisman. This talisman is the Golden Light Divine Thunder Talisman in the Wangwu Talisman Taoism. It is one of the most powerful talismans among the Wangwu Talisman. Mr. Zhang also obtained it from his teacher. He cannot refine it himself. It is one of the magic weapons at the bottom of the box. Today, he saw more than a dozen flying swords forming a formation and flying across the board. The dark scale black flag in front of him came again, so Mr. Zhang could only throw out the Golden Light Divine Thunder Talisman.

"Still it, sting it," but just as the golden light divine thunder exploded, two substantial black-winged long snakes suddenly surged out from the two black flags. The two hideous long snakes shook their bodies, and a large area of ​​dark blue lightning light air was shining, and the golden lightning hand was blown away.

"Oh no! This Yin-Scale Black Flag is so cruel!"

It was not until this time that Mr. Zhang Da realized that the ancestor of Gouli Dao killed not only one, but two black-winged sea snakes, and the ancestor of Gouli Dao actually put the thousand-year-old snake soul in the black flag. The power of the Yin-scale black flag instantly exploded was actually above the Golden Light Divine Thunder Talisman of his master. The fighting among cultivators was more dangerous than the sword fighting between warriors in the world. Mr. Zhang Da couldn't handle it at all, and did not act as cruel as the man of Gouli Dao. Once the golden light Divine Thunder Talisman was broken and he released other magic weapons, it was too late. This idea became the last thought in Mr. Zhang Da's mind.

As soon as the golden light disappeared and the black air rolled, Mr. Zhang paused all over. The green cloth-like magic weapon was not flowing, but only a few inches of gap was exposed. Eighteen flying swords that were constantly circling and twisting outside instantly pierced.

Just after a squeezing, Mr. Zhang, who was standing in the middle of the street, was thorned into dozens of scattered pieces of meat. The vital energy on the eighteen flying swords burned. Mr. Zhang, who was famous in the northern road, had not even left a trace of his ghost, and his body and spirit were destroyed!

When have the mortals in the world ever seen such a dangerous and cruel battle?

Before the two men in gorgeous uniforms who used the black flags of the dark scales made a sound, they all shouted, rolling and crawling, and a bustling street suddenly became extremely empty.

"What a big deal is going to happen!"

Wang Zhiwei, who was far away from Zhiwei, couldn't help but tremble all over. After slowly closing the window, he tried to calm down and shouted, "Prepare horses! Prepare a car! Pack the account book, gold, silver and fines! Notify everyone in the southeast of the city and then retreat to the west of the city!"

The knowledgeable general manager of the big business has already seen that there will definitely be a disaster here. Even the army may not be able to intervene in the fight between the monks, let alone the merchants. Although there are still two streets separated from the blocked street, Wang Zhiwei does not feel safe at all.

In the west of the city, Wang Xingji also has industries, and there are troops stationed nearby, which is the safest place in the city.

"Who are these monks who instantly cut off life and death? They are so full of fanfare? "
Chapter completed!