I don’t know who shouted, and the entire restaurant, twenty or thirty inns along the street, and even the entire cold and solemn city were boiling in an instant.

Swallows, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, swishs, sw

Almost in a moment, dozens of figures burst out from various restaurants and inns.

The true energy of qi and blood was pouring out and heading towards the North City Gate.

More people followed closely behind, in a vast and vast way, not knowing how many hundred or thousands...

"Let's go."

The boss suddenly stood up, but Daoren Lin was calm and swept away the wine and food on the table, and then got up.

After a moment of noise, the city became even more deserted.

When Daoren Lin slowly left the restaurant, Lu Qingting was also going out of the restaurant opposite.

call!

The cold wind blows the long street.

The Martial Saints, the Tenth Capital Lords, appeared one after another, but did not talk to each other. They just looked at each other lightly, then turned around and disappeared from their original place.

"This time it's probably even harder..."

The boss took a breath.

On this street alone, there are three martial saints and seven ten capital masters...

A moment ago, he was still scolding Lu Chen for his bad things, and at this moment he was praying silently that it would be best for these masters to come and watch the battle...

"Fangcun Xianshan..."

Lu Qingting was alone, and he finally got up, but was the first to reach the foot of Fangcun Mountain.

The three-level divine movement can move within ten miles in one moment, and can activate it with all your strength, and you can cross a hundred miles in an instant.

No light skills can be compared with it.

Huh~~

In the biting cold wind, Lu Qingting suddenly stopped.

Behind him was the heavy snow of goose feathers, and the mountains were white. In front of him, a fairy mountain emerged.

The thin mist seemed to be blown away by the cold wind, but inside were green green mountains.

Fangcun Xianshan appears again!

But he stopped here because someone stopped him.

To be precise, it blocked everyone.

In front of the square cun mountain, there is a long river that is about a wide distance. It surrounds the mountains and cannot be spanned. If it sinks into the water, it will sink.

On the only stone bridge that could pass, there was a man standing with a sword, leaning against the bridge pier. He lowered his head slightly, unable to see his face clearly.

But there were many screams behind Lu Qingting:

"Sword Saint Mu Qingliu?!"

"impossible?!"

Amid the continuous sound of breaking through the air, a group of experts from the martial arts world stopped, looking at the "Mu Qingliu" in front of the stone bridge in surprise,

Then, they turned around one after another, and at the end of the crowd, the other one came slowly, Mu Qingliu!

"How come there are two sword saints?"

The masters were all frightened and retreated one after another, looking alert.

"Mr. Lu, what do you mean?"

Mu Qingliu stopped by the river and looked coldly:

"I was invited to watch the battle, but if Mr. Lu is willing to give me some advice, Mu will be very happy!"

"Brother Mu misunderstood."

Lu Chen's voice came from the void:

"Today's battle may be Lu's last battle in this world, and it should also be the ultimate battle of martial arts.

To watch the battle…”

The gentle sound of the sword sounded from the stone bridge, and the cold current, which was more biting than the wind and snow outside the border, suddenly came:

"Should receive this sword!"

quiet!

Deadly silence!

At this moment, hundreds of people gathered in front of the stone bridge, but facing the bone-killing sword intent and domineering voice, everyone was angry in their hearts, but they did not dare to act rashly.

Because the mysterious man who looks like Qingliu is most likely the legendary Wu Zu Lu Chen!

"Mr. Lu, you..."

Someone was about to speak, but suddenly he heard it and burst into thunder and rumbled.

"Yang doesn't have the patience of you, I just want to..."

A sound that seemed to contain blood and fire in peace was like an invisible hand, which wiped out the raging sword intent cold current:
Chapter completed!