The rumbling sound was continuous.

Three hundred of Ying's elite imperial guardsmen, wearing heavy armor, fell down on the royal road just as soon as the Qi machine rushed them. It was difficult to get up. The inner Qi in their bodies seemed to have been cut off and it was difficult to gather it together.

The wine poured out by the old man in green clothes went straight like a dragon for three hundred feet.

A ring-shaped knife struck down hard.

The wine was split from the middle. The general took three steps back with his men and horses, exhaled, raised his eyebrows, and revealed a rough and crazy face. He was wearing armor and was serious. He raised his troops and praised: "Good sword."

gas."

The famous general of the country, He Ruo captured the tiger.

The fourth on the list of famous generals in the world, standing next to His Highness the Second Highness, who is in his twenties, in the Yingguo court. When it comes to martial arts, he is slightly stronger than Yu Wenlie, but he is also slightly older.

He was originally a young leader of a group in the Western Regions. He was young, generous, ambitious, and brave with bows and horses. After being impressed by the Great Emperor of Ying State, he became a general of Ying State. His military skills were swift and fierce. He once galloped on the battlefield, offered strategies, and captured more than ten cities of Chen State.

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A large area north of Dajiang was included in Yingguo.

Pushed the front line between the two countries from the Central Plains to the Jiangnan area.

He was only in his early thirties when he completed such a feat.

Because of this, he became famous all over the world. He has conquered so far and has become a general at the level of the Shangzhu Kingdom of Yingguo. At this moment, he is wearing a suit of armor and holding a heavy sword that exudes fierce arrogance. He just said: "Sword mad?"

The second sentence is: "Eat me with a knife!"

The mount roared and roared. His mount was a black tiger, which he had subdued with his bare hands. When it roared, strong winds flew around, fighting towards Murong Longtu, but just like Yu Wenlie.

He Ruo Qinhu split open Jian Kuang's energy flow.

But he couldn't stop the sword madness.

The flow of qi is interrupted and continued, like running water, continuously.

He Ruo captured the tiger, Yu Wenlie turned around, and the top famous generals joined forces. Even the so-called Jiuzhongtian Grandmaster was about to be killed. As the cavalry rolled back and forth, he was trampled into a pulp, but it was difficult to stop the current state.

The sword madness.

They were looking at the sword mad man in green clothes. This was the royal palace of Ying State. In this capital, apart from three of the top five generals in the world, there were also many masters of the martial arts.

When Yue Qianfeng broke into the Chen Palace, he said that he was the only one who dared to break into the Chen Palace.

If it were the imperial palace of Ying State, then he would probably explain it directly.

Li Guanyi followed the old man as he walked forward. It was still dark, the stars in the sky were shining brightly, the light of the moon was clear, but the sound of horse hooves seemed to come from another world. A martial artist took to the sky, swept his sleeves and robes, and the inner air flowed around the ground.

Like a flying dragon.

Then the dragon was swatted away.

Every time the green-robed swordsman takes a step, he covers the same distance.

His movements are as precise as drawing a sword.

A master of martial arts, the one rising up is the Supreme Elder of the Zhongyue Sword Sect. His continuous sword is said to be able to thrust out 3,600 swords in one breath, making it the fastest among all sword weapons;

The man over there who was stumbling around drinking but carrying a long spear was the former proud disciple of the Western Regions Daqianzhai. Without armor, he shot through fifty iron pagoda charging men with a long spear.

Standing floating on the other side is the Taoist innate senior brother.

The one who calmly clasped his hands together, with a sad and helpless expression, was another old Buddhist monk from the Western Regions. He was a close friend of Li Guanyi. He cultivated the Dragon Elephant Vajra body, illuminated the glazed method all over his body, and taught the Buddha the Sutra of the Strong Man Moving Mountains.

Each body has its own strengths and weaknesses.

The Valley Master of the Sword Forging Valley carries thirteen higher-level mysterious weapons on his back.

Both hands hold an artifact.

He was surrounded by masters who were famous all over the world.

But he was not worthy of being handed out by Jian Kuang.

The swordsman in green shirt was just a wine flask, but he smashed the sword lights that were picking up the stars one after another, knocking over the golden light of Buddhism. Murong Longtu glanced at Li Guanyi, and Li Guanyi just smiled and said: "Grandpa, if you want to drink, go ahead

Bar."

Murong Longtu smiled warmly:

"Aren't you afraid, standing here alone?"

Li Guanyi replied: "I am also a descendant of Murong Longtu."

"I am also the son of Li Wanli and Su Changqing."

"I also have things I want to do and people I want to meet. Grandpa, just go and have a drink."

Then Murong Longtu laughed loudly.

With just one press of his palm, he snatched the sword from the hand of the man known as the fastest swordsman in the world.

Just a sword.

The old monk from the Western Region's body of diamond-glazed ripples suddenly appeared violently, and then shattered layer by layer. The great elder of the Zhongyue Sword Sect twisted his wrists, but said loudly: "Hurry up, Jian Kuang has drawn his sword, and the momentum he has accumulated has been destroyed.

Broken!!!”

Masters of the martial arts came one after another, but they were all wiped out with one sword.

The white-haired swordsman finally laughed loudly: "Gathering up momentum?"

"I draw my sword!"

"Never build momentum!"

Every sword has its own sword madness. Who in the world dares to call himself a swordsman in front of me?

As soon as Li Guan saw Murong Longtu, he quickly left. He stayed where he was, with Lao Jian pacing wildly and calmly. Surrounded by two famous generals in the world, and masters who had been famous for decades in the world, they were so alert.

Just to stop that crazy guy.

The best swordsman in the world and the first of the ten great masters.

Li Guanyi's eyes turned around.

He saw Yingguo's palace, which was different from Chen Guo's extravagant and detail-oriented style. Yingguo's palace had a simple and vast style, which was more grand. In front of this simple palace, a particularly gorgeous high-rise building soared into the sky.

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The green-shirted sword madman was on the other side. He attracted the powerful clan members, famous generals, and martial arts masters from Ying Kingdom. The sounds of sword clashes were endless. When Li Guan raised his eyes, he saw the soldiers in front holding swords and fighting.

They surrounded themselves and formed an array in front.

There was a young man with unruly eyebrows, about twenty years old, dressed in fine clothes, holding a dark patterned war bow, pointing an arrow at Li Guanyi, and said angrily: "Li Guanyi!!!"

"How dare you come and break into my forbidden palace? How arrogant!"

"You will never be able to atone for your sins even if you die. Come on, let me shoot him with a crossbow!"

"Shoot him!"

The soldiers were all holding crossbows, and they pointed at Li Guanyi fiercely. The evil aura surged into the sky, but an old man's voice came out, saying hurriedly: "Assistant, Your Highness, stop, Li Guanyi is my imperial conferred by Zhongzhou,

Qin Wuhou."

"There may be some misunderstanding between each other. Please don't use this weapon. Let's calm down."

The old man's white hair was neat and tidy, but he was rushing over with a sword box wrapped in his arms. It was the generous senior Ji family, but he never expected that Li Guan raised his eyes and suddenly smiled and said: "Thank you, senior, but,

I didn’t bring my seal today, it’s just Li Guanyi here, not Marquis Wu of Qin.”

Li Guan raised his eyes and looked at the building, suddenly thinking.

A full year has passed.

The young man thought that last year he left Jiangzhou City, went all the way north, and moved down to fight. He arrived in Jiangnan in March. Now, it is already another season of the year. Today last year was the season of the big festival. More than ten

This day years ago.

His mother and father died at the grand ceremony of Chen Guo.

His mother bore most of the poison for him and gave him the Dharma.

Then he couldn't bear the second poison and died there.

Fei's blood is poisonous.

The orphan stretched out his hand and touched his heart.

When he came here, the past grudges and hatreds of his fathers were here, and the emperor who overlooked the world was in front of him. Li Guanyi knew that he could not kill the emperor who had spent his life as a soldier, but he wanted to tell that person.

Li Wanli's son is here.

Their son still holds on to the flame of revenge.

Li Guan walked forward, but Jiang Yuan did not expect that he would actually dare to move forward in the face of such a formation.

"Li Guanyi."

"Stop!!!"

A trace of anger flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes, and he let go of the bow string directly, so the hundreds of soldiers shot out arrows. Ji Yanzhong was furious and took action. The red dragon flew up, but it was too far away to stop it completely.
To be continued...