There are many masters from the Seven Killing Palace, as well as masters from many families in the Pass.

What they have more than that is because of the birth of Fangcun Xianshan, many martial arts masters who gathered outside the border and stayed in Qisha City.

They either leaped up to a tall building or climbed out of the city wall, looking inside and outside the royal city from afar.

I saw that the closed city gate suddenly opened in the wind and snow, and two figures came from afar and greeted them from a close distance.

Looking at each other from a distance between the frozen Black Water River and the rain and snow.

At this moment, in the eyes of many masters, the two seemed to stand on the veins of heaven and earth.

The footprints that cannot be covered by both wind and snow are like the lines that divide yin and yang, separating the heaven and earth, wind and rain into two parts!

"The luck of the Northwest King is really enviable..."

At the gate of the city, the old demon of Black Mountain raised his eyes and glanced at the dragon looming in the clouds and mist, and then fell on Yang Yu's body, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Come alone in the wind and snow, and one person blocks the city.

This scene was very familiar to him, and many years ago, he did the same in Northwest Road.

His eyes were cold, but Yang Yu's eyes did not look at him, but looked around the city, from many civilians to the old demons, those masters in gorgeous clothes but with strange braids.

Among these people, he also recognized many of them. In addition to the four great masters of Qingzhou, there were also Yu's family members who came from the capital of God.

It was just that Yu Liu, who was mixed with the two worlds, disappeared.

"Yang Yu..."

When they noticed Yang Yu's gaze, even though they were a big river apart, the hearts of the crowd still trembled.

"As the saying goes, snakes and rats will not deceive me."

Prison Yang sneered.

With his current practice, he glanced at him with a glance, and the fate of dozens or hundreds of people behind him had already entered his eyes.

As he guessed, most of these people were from all over the country, and were the first to join Heishan.

And their fate, besides some people, is quite rich and powerful...

"Good birds choose trees to live in, and seek a wise master to serve. This has been the case since ancient times! You say we are snakes and rats, and you are the traitor who is the number one in Tianzi, what is it...ah!"

Someone refuted loudly, but before he could finish his sentence, he fell to the ground, his skull top was broken and blood was flowing like a pillar.

"The prince hasn't spoken yet, how can you interrupt?"

The person who spoke was a burly middle-aged man with a naked upper body, a small braid, and a giant wolf teeth stick. He sneered and stopped, his face squirming with tattoos, which was very ferocious.

"you……"

The expressions of the southerners changed, but how could they dare to refute?

In the past ten years, the Seven Killing King has integrated the entire Tianlang Royal Court and even the eight tribes behind it, gathering the power of the masses to refine many tiger and wolf elixirs.

In addition to building a 10,000-man team, comparable to the elite Tianlang who was the Xuan Armored Essence Cavalry back then,

Three martial saints were also cultivated.

This "Asinata" with its upper body naked is one of them.

He was born with divine power and went to Fangcunxian Mountain to return without death. Not only did he find the Taoist fruit, but he also got a mace, which was very ferocious.

The crowd dared not speak out, and Ashinata was even more despised, and even too lazy to take a look, so she bowed:

"The king! According to rumors, Yang Yu is the first in the day. The last general is not convinced and is willing to take his head to honor the king!"

"If you want to go, go."

The old demon did not object, but just reached out to slap his shoulder.

Buzz!

With just a light pat, a blood-red color surged onto Ashinata's upper body, neck, and even eyes.

"roar!"

The next moment, the fierce man holding a wolf-toothed rod was already rushing away in a roar that was not as loud as a human voice.

Boom ~

Air flow shock and explosion.

He was burly and very fast. Except for a few people, most of them felt a flash in front of them, and their figure had disappeared in front of everyone.

In less than a moment, it spans a river hundreds of feet wide!

Its speed is extremely fast and its momentum is even more fierce. It is not like a person stepping on it, but like a mountain moving across it.

The rolling air waves were squeezed out violently.

And his mace instantly slashed through the sky, and with the fierce friction, the blazing tail flames fell heavily.

"die!"

Facing the world's number one among the comments, even though he was suspicious, Ashinata was not careless in his heart.

Not only did he use his own prince to completely ignite the blood of the qi, but he also urged all the true energy in his limbs and bones without any trace.

With one step, one wave, and one bump, it has really driven all the knowledge I have learned in my life to the extreme, and it is blessed with supernatural powers and is as strong as a rock.

With anger erupted, he asked himself that even if the person in front of him had ten times stronger martial arts skills, he could be forced to retreat!

Forced to retreat!

From beginning to end, he never thought that he could take off this person's head. In fact, he had extremely delicate thoughts under his appearance.

He knew very well that the battle between the Martial Saints was more powerful than the power, and as long as this person took a step back, his prince could take advantage of the opportunity to take action and force the powerful enemy!

However, soon, his pupils shrank, and he found that even though he had repeatedly overestimated the person in front of him, he still had a far underestimation!

The blow that could break the city wall was completely dissipated silently!

Then, his burly body as big as a hill suddenly rose into the air, and with the sound of broken muscles and bones like a continuous cannon, it fell back to the opposite side of the river!

Without even revealing a word, the whole person was broken into mud, and his blood was left on the other side of the river!

In an instant, the Martial Saint died!

Looking at Ashinata who was dead like mud, not to mention the masters of aristocratic families, Li Baihu, even the old demon, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Smack ~

He flicked away the blood in front of him, and Yu Yang looked cold:

"Test Yang with such a pickled guy, is it true that no one is available to you?"

"No one available? With or without, what's the difference?"

The hard work is like a pile of mud, but the old demon in Black Mountain seems to be completely ignored. His attention is all about Yang Yu:

"Since ancient times, there have been many cumbersome battles, such as food, army, and powerful generals and civil officials... But now, the times are different..."

The dark light lingers, and the old demon's aura becomes deep and terrifying:
Chapter completed!