Yin Sheng, Zhao Lingzun, and Ximo looked up and saw a killer in black clothes and white face dressed as a ghost standing on the roof of a grocery store on the right side of the road. The killer was carrying a two-foot-long weapon behind his back.

With a short sword, he extended his right index finger towards Zhao Lingzun and hooked it with an extremely contemptuous attitude.

Zhao Lingzun was furious and rose up violently. He pointed his finger in the air and released his Qi, like a red lightning piercing the killer's forehead. The killer on the roof was not to be outdone. He also pointed out his Qi and

Zhao Lingzun faced each other tit for tat, and the energy of the two of them collided in the air and was wiped out. The killer was knocked back three steps on the roof and crushed several blue tiles under his feet.

Zhao Lingzun was in the air, his energy surged, and he shot out both palms to hit the killer's chest. The killer didn't dodge, and struck with his palms on the roof. After a loud noise, Zhao Lingzun's powerful palm hit the grocery store's owner.

The roof and the killer smashed into the house together, and dust and smoke filled the air above the collapsed roof. Zhao Lingzun turned upside down in the air, taking advantage of the opportunity to remove the opponent's palm and calmly fell back to where he was.

The three killers who had gathered in front of the coffin shop were stunned. After a moment, the door of the grocery store was kicked from the house and fell several feet away. The killer in black, carrying a dagger on his back, staggered out of the house with a disgraced face.

, coughing and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, he had obviously suffered internal injuries. He thought his opponent was strong, but unexpectedly he defeated three opponents one on one, and Zhao Lingzun felt at ease.

Zhao Lingzun laughed loudly, "My son, tell me your name quickly so that Uncle Zhao can send you four losers together."

road!"

The black-clothed killer with the sword on his back was the best in martial arts among the four. He always thought highly of himself, but he was slapped by Zhao Lingzun until he vomited blood and was embarrassed in front of his companions. The black-clothed killer was naturally extremely angry and said with a ferocious face: "

Grandpa is Murong Fuli, the messenger of the undead in Wanshouju, and he was ordered by the head of my family to take the heads of the three of you. Since you are unwilling to surrender, don’t blame grandpas for being rude!"

Zhao Lingzun sneered, folded his hands in front of his chest, and asked disdainfully: "You're welcome? You four have just entered the second grade of waste, so what can you do if you're not welcome? Listen to your names, if Uncle Zhao didn't guess it

Wrong, you are not from the Great Shang Kingdom at all, and I am afraid that your Wanshouju sect is not a Central Plains sect, but the remnants of the Huan slaves in the grassland, right?"

Huannu is the contemptuous name given by the officials and people of the Great Shang Kingdom to the northern grassland barbarian Youhuan Kingdom and its people. Youhuan was a powerful country on the northern grassland a hundred years ago. It lived as a nomad and lived in pursuit of water and grass. It was not yet civilized. At that time, it was the strongest country in the grassland.

The barbarian tribe is the Rongdi tribe. The great commander is named Hurha. Hurha has always been ambitious and talented. He led his troops to conquer the east and west. After eleven years, he unified the grassland and became the great chanyu of the barbarians.

In the history of the Great Shang Dynasty, Urha was called "Erha Chanyu", but among the great merchants, it was called Erha Chanyu. Erha Chanyu admired the culture of the Central Plains, so he imitated the Central Plains palace on Beilang Mountain, the holy mountain of the barbarians, and

Huabiao was built in front of the palace. Huabiao was called "Huan" in ancient times. After the Huabiao was built, Shanyu Erha looked at Huabiao with great pride and said, "Hey, we barbarians also have Huan!" Therefore, the country was named Youhuan.

country.

The Youhuan people were born warriors on horseback. Their folk customs were tough, they were good at riding and shooting, and they came and went like the wind. They repeatedly invaded and harassed the great merchants in the Central Plains, invaded border counties, burned, killed and looted. The great merchants' Longting and Guanwai,

Liaodong and other provinces had no peace for decades because of this.

The Dashang army was mainly composed of infantry and chariots. It had high defense, but its mobility was far inferior to that of the Huan cavalry. Although the Huan cavalry was very mobile, its weakness was that it was not good at attacking cities and fortresses. Therefore, the Huan cavalry attacked everywhere.

While the Shang border troops relied on fortified cities and passes to defend or block the opponent, at best they could only defeat the enemy. More often than not, the Shang Dynasty was forced to rely on peacemaking to maintain short-term peace.

The four generations of kings of the Great Shang endured humiliation and recuperated to accumulate strength. Until eighty years ago, another barbarian tribe, the Great Xia tribe, emerged on the grassland. Because the Great Xia tribe had been bullied by the Youhuan people and was determined to take revenge, they sent envoys south to fight with the Great Shang Kingdom.

An alliance was formed, and the Shang and Xia allied forces to attack Youhuan. After seven battles and seven victories, Youhuan was destroyed. Daxia replaced Youhuan as the overlord and unified the grassland.

Murong and Yelu, descendants of nobles from the Huan Kingdom, tried several times to restore the country, but failed and disappeared. In the sixty years since the founding of Daxia, Great Shang and Daxia have continued to make peace and trade with each other on the border, maintaining a rare situation that was rare before.

See peace. Ever since Mo Di Shanyu killed his father and brother to seize the throne of Khan, the Great Xia State and the great merchants turned against each other and led troops to invade and plunder border counties from time to time, robbing people, property, iron tools, money and food.

At this time, Murong Fuli, whose identity was revealed by Zhao Lingzun, was horrified and said with a ferocious smile: "Zhao Lingzun, you know too much, and your grandfather Murong will not be able to survive today!" Murong Fuli waved back, "Netherworld,

Chasing souls, taking lives, and forming an undead formation in Wanshouju! You must kill Zhao Lingzun!"

The real undead formation requires four messengers, four scattered people, and two elders to activate it. Once activated, the formation is unpredictable and powerful, and can kill masters below the Wuxuan realm. The simplified version of the undead formation launched by the four messengers is also

It allows four assassins who are no more than second-level killers to work together to kill a master who has just entered the martial arts realm.

Under normal circumstances, a master who has just entered the first-level martial arts realm can easily defeat more than ten second-level masters, so countless people in the world will go crazy for a secret book that can reach the first level. The undead formation can make four

You can imagine how powerful it is when two second-level masters join forces to kill a master who has just entered the Wucheng realm.

Zhao Lingzun heard what the undead messenger Murong Fuli said about setting up an undead formation. He smiled coldly and didn't take it to heart. He thought, with the strength of the four of you at the second level, even if you join forces and come up together, the most they can do is stop you, Uncle Zhao.

More than a dozen rounds. The first ten rounds are just to see how good your martial arts are. After ten rounds, one palm at a time, all of them will end up dead.

The Formation of the Undead was created by Murong Wenda, the high priest of the Huan Kingdom, because when the Huan Kingdom was defeated, countless people died, the ground was full of broken limbs and remains, and the underworld was full of wars.

Murong Wenda, a lonely ghost of the dead, has the art of channeling spirits, so he created the undead formation with the power of the undead. As the name suggests, the undead messenger is used as the formation eye, and the power of the undead in the underworld is absorbed as a bonus, and the formation changes.

The yin energy is so strong that it kills people invisible.

I saw Yelu Dalu in white in front, Murong Changping in black in second place, Murong Fuli in black in the middle, and Yelu Hongzhong in red in the back. The four formed an undead formation and slowly moved towards Zhao Lingzun.

Move over. Murong Fuli is the eye of the formation and chants a mantra in the middle. Zhao Lingzun doesn't understand a word about life and death. He just folds his arms and watches the joke to see what trouble these people can make.

Yelu Dalu was in front, pointing out, and the white energy was like a white rainbow that penetrated directly between Zhao Lingzun's eyebrows. Zhao Lingzun did not hesitate to use his left palm to fight back. With a wave of his hand, a red light and the white rainbow collided in the air. Zhao Lingzun originally thought that he would

The palm was so powerful that even if it did not kill Yelu Dalu, it would still cripple him. Unexpectedly, with the addition of the formation, Yelu Dalu not only was not repulsed, but acted as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Lingzun couldn't help but be shocked. He must know that the Fire Palm Technique that Zhao Lingzun learned is extremely yang and strong, and it just restrains the Yin and Cold Undead Formation. Of course, the mutual growth and mutual restraint at this time are also relative. If you are a person who has just practiced the Fiery Palm Technique, then

It is destined to be restrained only by the undead formation, just like the heat generated by a match in the ice and snow of the far north is insignificant.

Zhao Lingzun had entered the first-level martial arts realm for the first time three years ago, so he was able to restrain the undead formation composed of the four envoys of Wanshouju. But even so, Zhao Lingzun did not take advantage at all with one finger against one palm. How could he

Not surprisingly, the four envoys on the opposite side were also greatly surprised. After looking at each other, they all said "Huh".

With the power of this scaled-down version of the undead formation of four people, it is enough to kill a master who has just entered the Wucheng realm. Wasn't it the news that he had just entered the Wucheng realm? Isn't it the news that this person named Zhao has just entered the Wucheng realm? How come they are evenly matched in the first fight?

The four people continued to activate the formation and surrounded Zhao Lingzun. For a moment, the cold air surged, and the sky was miserable and the earth was miserable, wrapping Zhao Lingzun in the formation.

Yelu Dalu used his fingering skills to attack Zhao Lingzun's chest, Murong Changping used his palm skills to attack Zhao Lingzun's back, Yelu Hongzhong used his saw to attack Zhao Lingzun's lower body, and Murong Fuli also drew his sword in his hand, always checking for gaps and filling in gaps to make up for the formation.

The weakness of the law, plus a sneak attack on Zhao Lingzun.

Yin Sheng on the side saw that Zhao Lingzun was surrounded by four people, and he rushed over to help, but Zhao Lingzun stopped him. Zhao Lingzun saw that although the undead formation was full of yin energy, it was also very mysterious. The four opponents were far inferior to him because

The bonus effect of the formation can be as good as my own, how can I not see it clearly? There is no guarantee that other friends from the Central Plains will suffer big losses if they encounter this formation in the future.

Zhao Lingzun cheered up and flew up and down with his palms. The red qi machine danced out a red light curtain in a radius of one foot as a barrier. He kept repelling the qi machines and weapons of the four envoys. He still had enough energy to fly out a red light from time to time to attack the four envoys.

, the more the four messengers of the undead fought, the more frightened they became. This Zhao Lingzun must have just entered the Wucheng realm for the first time, right? Otherwise, he would have been captured long ago. Could it be that the previous news about Zhao Lingzun was wrong?

It turned out that at the duel meeting, Zhao Lingzun first saw Yue Lingbi defeat Chun Yuanzi, and later saw Luo Fengyang slaying the magic dragon. He gained some insights while watching the duel between masters, and jumped directly from entering the Wucheng realm overnight.

The peak of Cheng Realm is only a thin line away from the Martial Spirit Realm.

If Zhao Lingzun had just entered the realm of Wucheng three days ago, although he could restrain the undead formation with the Fiery Palm Technique and could barely sustain it to more than a hundred moves, he would definitely not be the opponent of the undead formation in the end. Now that Zhao Lingzun has advanced to the realm, he is getting more and more powerful with each battle.

He was brave, but forced the four opponents into a panic.

Yin Sheng and Ximo on the side saw the cold air of the four ambassadors of Wanshouju activating the undead formation wrapped in a ball of red fire. At this time, the cold air was getting thinner and thinner, and from time to time a streak of light shot out from the formation.

The four envoys did not dare to touch the flames head-on, and could only avoid them in a panic. Yin Sheng, who was watching the battle, was originally afraid that Uncle Zhao would make a mistake, but when he saw this situation, he felt relieved and let out a sigh of relief.

Just as Yin Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, something suddenly happened. Another man suddenly appeared on the roof of the restaurant on the left. He was not tall and had an average appearance. He was dressed in black and held a blood-red sword in his hand. This man's martial arts skills were very rare.

, swept down from the roof, but made no sound, the sword in his hand slashed at Yin Sheng with lightning speed. Yin Sheng was unprepared, and blood was about to splash on the spot.

At the critical moment, a huge sword overflowing with purple light blocked the blood-red sword in mid-air. Yin Sheng only heard a loud bang of the sword beside him, and before he could react, he was struck by a man passing by in the air.

He was lifted off the horse and placed gently by the roadside.

Yin Sheng was shocked and looked around. He saw that the person wearing a white scholar's uniform and holding a purple giant sword who forcibly blocked the sneak attack of the bloody knife was none other than his sworn brother Tang Jiusheng. In the flash of lightning, he lifted Yin Sheng off his horse and escaped.

The one with residual sword energy was the fat man shaking his big head.

Tang Jiusheng tried his best to swing his sword, but was still knocked back more than ten steps away by Zheng Zhaozong, the sixth-ranked blood sword in the world. Tang Jiusheng felt that his energy was uneven, and his face turned pale for a moment. The black horse that Yin Sheng was riding had been beaten.

The remaining sword energy of Zheng Zhaozong's bloody sword was cut into two pieces, and the horse's corpse fell on the spot. Ximo's face turned pale with fear, and he urged the horse to move aside.

Yin Sheng broke out in a cold sweat. If Tang Jiusheng and Fatty hadn't taken action in time, Yin Sheng would have been killed on the spot by the blood knife Zheng Zhaozong. Yin Sheng was angry and angry. He was so angry that the dark horse who had been following him for three years was hacked to death by Zheng Zhaozong.

It was Zheng Zhaozong who was so despicable that he attacked him secretly.

Blood Sword Zheng Zhaozong failed to successfully attack Yin Sheng. He couldn't help but became furious and shouted, "You bastard named Tang, are you looking for death?"

Tang Jiusheng held the Seven Emotions Sword, the former number one divine weapon in the world, with both hands. He was quite surprised. The Seven Emotions Sword was known as the divine weapon killer, but why couldn't it cause any damage to the opponent's blood sword? Tang Jiusheng smiled coldly, "I

The young master is indeed looking for shit

Yes, you, Zheng Zhaozong, are a piece of shit! It’s no good that you claim to be ranked sixth in the world, but you used such insidious means to sneak attack a junior!"

The Seven Emotions Sword overflowed with purple light, which was quite dazzling in the sun. Zheng Zhaozong looked at the Seven Emotions Sword in Tang Jiusheng's hand, and his eyes lit up, "Boy, what kind of sword is this in your hand? It can actually collide with my blood knife head-on without getting a scratch.

Lossless?”

Tang Jiusheng smiled and said: "This sword was passed down from our ancestors to kill pigs. This is the first time I have used it after it was passed down to me. I will sacrifice this sword to you today!"

Zheng Zhaozong was furious and cursed: "You ignorant bastard, do you think your remnant Tianxuan Jue in the middle stage of Wuxuan is worthy of being your uncle Zheng's opponent? You have no choice but to bully Zhu Tianba who is defenseless!"

If you can catch my three moves today, I, Zheng, will walk backwards when I meet you in the future!"

Tang Jiusheng laughed loudly, "Zheng, you said this yourself. If you can't defeat me with three moves, you will walk backwards when you meet me in the future. Brothers, be careful. When you see Zheng in the future, you will walk backwards."

If he walks with his head down when he sees me, if he doesn’t walk with his head down, I will scold him for eight generations every time I see him!”

When Zheng Zhaozong saw that Tang Jiu Sheng was taking advantage of him, he couldn't bear it anymore. He rose up and slashed at Tang Jiu Sheng with a knife in the air. The bloody sword energy spread three feet and made a sound of tearing the air. The sound was extremely terrifying. Tang Jiu Sheng was originally a master of swordsmanship.

The skilled man was brave and neither panic nor haste. He lifted it up more than two feet from the ground and could barely avoid Zheng Zhaozong's fatal knife.

Yin Sheng stood by the roadside and couldn't help but cheer. He had recognized that the Qing Kung Fu performed by Tang Jiu Sheng was Ling Bo Shan from Yanyu Tower. At the auction, Yin Sheng paid a high price of fifteen thousand taels of silver.

This Ling Bo Shan secret book was given to Tang Jiu Sheng. Tang Jiu Sheng practiced it for less than five days and was already at this level. You can imagine how amazing this Qing Gong is.

Tang Jiusheng was in mid-air, rounding the Seven Emotions Sword in his hand, and slashed it in the air. The purple sword energy was vertical and horizontal, overflowing with purple light, and it went straight to the top of Zheng Zhaozong's head. Zheng Zhaozong slashed the air with his sword, anticipating his opponent's counterattack. He raised his left hand and unleashed an unparalleled strike.

The red Qi machine drew an arc and easily scattered Tang Jiusheng's purple sword Qi.

Tang Jiusheng jumped in the air and landed on the roof of the restaurant opposite. He turned around and said with a playful smile: "Zheng, here's a move!"
To be continued...