Li Xiancheng was in a mess, and the dragon cavalry guards who were accompanying him couldn't help laughing and turned their heads away, fearing that even Li Renjie's face would be flushed when he was seen by the city lord.

After this trouble, Li Xiancheng also put away his face. There were only Zhao, Xiao and Li on the top of the city, and the performance was almost the same.

"You are Zhao Langjiang?"

“That’s right.”

Li Xiancheng looked him up and down. This boy was burly and imposing. He stood there like a sharp blade and saw that he was a difficult opponent. He decided not to be silly and said straight to the point, "You have traveled thousands of miles to send the ashes and golden swords of Old City Lord Li back to his hometown. Tell me, what do you want to get from here?"

Zhao Langjiang remained silent.

He obtained the Golden Sword inheritance and escorted Li Qiuyi to return to his roots, just for a promise, without any other requests.

Li Xianzheng saw that he didn't speak, "A person is busy all his life and he will eventually be fame and fortune." He took out a silver note from his arms, "Here is 300,000 taels, as long as you nod, the money will be yours."

Zhao Langjiang looked up at him with a look of indifference.

Not only Zhao Langjiang, but also Xiao Jinyan and Li Qingcheng on the side frowned. Throughout the world, they had experienced countless obstacles and countless wars, just to fulfill their promise to Li Qiuyi. In the end, Li Xiancheng actually thought of sending him away with a silver note. Even Xiao Jinyan, who regarded wealth as his life, felt it was a kind of humiliation.

"If you don't have money, there are the Twelve Beauties of Yinyang in my house, which is comparable to the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, with fat and thin air. They are all beautiful women. If you nod, you will give them to you together."

Zhao Langjiang asked lightly, "Where is the conditions?"

Li Xiancheng said coldly, "You send the old city lord home, we Yinyang accept your favor, but you are a foreigner after all, and you took the money and a woman, handed over the old city lord's ashes and golden sword technique, and got out of Yinyang City. We Yinyang City, we are not welcome!"

Zhao Langjiang laughed, "What if I don't agree?"

Li Xiancheng waved his hand, and everyone behind him retreated one after another. He grew up and held the knife in his hand, saying, "Then I have to understand whether it is your knife fast or mine hard."

Li Xiancheng's sword is called Duancheng. Although it is not as good as the Golden Sword, it ranks among the top five in the Hundred Swords. It is also a sharp blade that cuts iron like mud. What's more, he has been in Tongxiang for twenty years. Although he has not touched the way of heaven, he is also a golden sword. After the death of the crazy sword, he is the top sword master in the world.

"Draw your sword, for the sake of the old city lord, I will keep your entire body."

The moment when the broken city was pulled out, the true energy between heaven and earth was abnormally moved. It was as hot as fire before, but now a gust of cold wind blew. Xiao Jinyan and Li Qingcheng took two steps forward, preparing to fight side by side with him.

Zhao Langjiang waved his hand and said, "Today, I will use the golden sword method to learn about Lord Li's sword skills."

After saying that, the golden sword was deshewn, and a golden light enveloped the blade, which was extremely dazzling. In his hand, the entire Yinyang City was like a awakened giant beast, and the earth seemed to shake slightly.

The four fangs of Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Xuanwu each have an old well. They have existed since the establishment of Yinyang City, supplying the water for the entire Yinyang City. At this moment, the well water overflowed from the four old wells.

Li Xiancheng's face suddenly changed, and he remembered a legend from that year.

A legend that only exists in word of mouth between the city lords.

Five hundred years ago, after the seventy-two princes fought in chaos and Shujian Mountain was born, the three kingdoms were in power, and Yinyang City was also facing the situation of breaking the city.

At that time, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty ordered Liu Bolen and Yao Zhixiao to cultivate the capital, and recruit skilled craftsmen from all over the world. A craftsman named Li volunteered to build the eight-armed Nezha City for the Ming Dynasty and build the Great Formation of the God of Shocking. He didn't have money or power, and his only request was to ask the Ming Dynasty to help solve the dilemma of Yinyang.

This craftsman named Li comes from Yinyang City, which is the ancestor of the Yinyang Li family.

Hidden, hidden.

Yang is also a dragon.

Thinking of it, Li Xiancheng's murderous intent was even more determined. He must not let Zhao Langjiang stay in Yinyang City or even in this world. He activated the knife intention, and the Broken City Knife locked Zhao Langjiang's golden sword tightly.

Xiao Jinyan and Li Qingcheng felt the sharp sword intent of the other party, and as if there was a thousand pounds, they forced the two to take a step back, not to mention Zhao Langjiang, who was in the right direction of the sword. They secretly used their skills and were ready to help at any time.

A knife light suddenly appeared.

The Broken City Knife slashed at Zhao Langjiang.

Zhao Langjiang couldn't even lift the knife.

This is the gap between realms. He had fought with Sun Qiangu all the way west, but he had never been so embarrassed at this moment. Seeing that the city was about to hit him, Zhao Langjiang was furious and a sense of unwillingness to arise in his heart. He roared angrily, forcibly used his skills, broke through the cover of the knife, and raised the golden sword to block it.

Bang!

Zhao Langjiang flew backwards, and the man hit the city wall. Several huge rocks fell from the top of the city, causing a stir.

Zhao Langjiang spit out a mouthful of blood, his whole body as if he was dispersed.

Li Xiancheng's eyes showed a ferocious look, "This knife will take your life!"

After saying that, he took a step forward and raised the sword high. The momentum of this sword became even greater than that of the previous sword. He came to Zhao Langjiang's forehead in a flash. Seeing this, Xiao Jinyan and Li Qingcheng stepped forward to rescue him. However, Li Xiancheng's sword technique was too fast and he could not stop it.

Zhao Langjiang felt a chill when he saw the other party slashing at him. Could it be that he died here today?

Xiao Jinyan and Li Qingcheng shouted, "Zhao Langjiang!"

Zhao Langjiang sighed inwardly and closed his eyes.

However, this knife did not slash.

Zhao Langjiang opened his eyes, but saw two fingers holding the Broken City knife between his fingers, unable to move forward at all. Looking up, the owner of the finger was the one he wanted to kill and avenge him day and night.

Yuwen Tianlu.

Yuwen Tianlu gave it away lightly, and Li Xiancheng retreated three or four feet away.

All efforts are in vain!

Li Xiancheng was upset. As long as he gave another snap of his finger, his broken city sword would have divided Zhao Langjiang into two sections. The person appeared in front of him. To his surprise, he held the broken city sword inverted and bowed, "Li Xiancheng, the lord of Yinyang City, has met the Grand Governor of An Guo Duke Yuwen."

Yuwen Tianlu said: "Bullying a younger generation, the act of Lord Li, is losing his identity."

Li Xiancheng said, "This son and I are enemies and not friends in Yinyang City. I am not personal grudges between me and him. Please ask the Grand Commander to fulfill it."

He was the lord of Yinyang City. Yinyang City nominally surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, but implemented the autonomy of the city lord. The Ming Dynasty court did not interfere in the internal affairs of Yinyang City. He made this tone, just to make Yuwen Tianlu not interfere.

Yuwen Tianlu smiled and said, "This person was originally a guerrilla general in the Fengziying camp of the Western Army. Later, he fled from the military camp for committing an accident. His military status has not been eliminated. Even if he wants to investigate, the Western Army should be dealt with. What should Li Cheng thinks?"

Li Xiancheng's eyes showed anger. He had already made arrangements for Yuwen Tianlu. The time has not come. Let's bear it for the time being, so he said, "It depends on the decision of the Grand Commander."

Yuwen Tianlu said, "This son escorted King Jindao back home and made contributions in Yinyang. Don't let the whole city be cold and the hearts of the people and the white horse Yicong."

Li Xiancheng put away the broken city knife, "Xiancheng dares not."

Yuwen Tianlu said a few times and said, "Three days later, the King of Jindao will die, and he is also the one I admire. At that time, I will help the King of Jindao with this son. After the matter, I will take him back to the Western Army to deal with it with military law."

Li Xiancheng nodded and said yes. After a long time, he saw that Yuwen Tianlu had not left, so he had to say goodbye and take everyone away.

Zhao Langjiang looked up at Yuwen Tianlu.

This is a face he will never forget. It is the owner of this face. Twenty years ago, he personally ordered officers and soldiers to massacre the people of Dingzhou, causing his family to be destroyed. If he hadn't been hiding in the dry well with his "brother" Zhao Yi, he would have probably become a wronged soul under the knife at this moment.

Dingzhou is now a ghost town.

At this moment, it was this man who rescued him from Li Xiancheng's sword.

His mood was a little complicated, and then a flame of revenge ignited from his chest. He held the golden knife in his hand tightly and secretly accumulating strength. Yuwen Tianlu's voice came, "I know what you are thinking. If I were you, I would retain my strength and take revenge again when the sword art is perfect. Now you are vulnerable."

"Vulnerable!"

These four words stabbed Zhao Langjiang like a knife. He had learned about Yuwen Tianlu's strength today. Li Xiancheng's broken city sword had a full blown attack with just two fingers. This strength may not be his opponent if he practiced for another ten years.

A feeling of depression arose in his heart.

Over the years, the word revenge was the driving force that supported him to survive. He practiced his sword skills hard and inherited the golden sword, the mad sword intent, and his martial arts skills were half-step to Tongxiang Realm. In the end, he was completely shattered by Yuwen Tianlu's four words "vulnerable to one blow".

He yelled at Yuwen Tianlu, "Why!"

He was questioning why Yuwen Tianlu slaughtered unarmed innocent people back then. He was questioning why Yuwen Tianlu would rescue him today, but Yuwen Tianlu did not answer.

Or, I don't want to answer.

He carried his hands on his back and looked at Yinyang City. The people in the city were flowing endlessly, as if they had no response to the coming war. He said, "This is the first time I have climbed to the top of Yinyang City. The western border town. If you have such a grand scene, no wonder Li Qiuyi has devoted all his life and has to protect it. It's a pity..."

Yuwen Tianlu paused slightly and said, "In less than a few months, this Yinyang City will turn into ruins!"

Zhao Langjiang said coldly, "Just like what you did in Dingzhou back then?"

When Yuwen Tianlu heard the word Dingzhou, his face was gloomy, but he was a proud person. The incident had happened and he would not argue. He asked Xiao, Zhao, and Li, "Kill one person and save a hundred people, do you kill or not?"

Li Qingcheng looked at this powerful man and said calmly, "Don't kill."

Yuwen Tianlu said: "A fool."

Xiao Jinyan shook his head, "I want to save one person, and I want to save a hundred people."

Yuwen Tianlu said, "Cruel."

Zhao Langjiang was silent.

Seeing that he was silent, Yuwen Tianlu said again, "Although you didn't say anything, you made a choice in your heart. I'll ask you again, kill one of your relatives, save a hundred people, kill or not?"

Zhao Langjiang still did not answer.

Yuwen Tianlu continued to ask, "Kill 30,000 people and save the world, will you kill or not?"

Zhao Langjiang showed blue veins on his face and said angrily, "This is just an excuse for you!"

Yuwen Tianlu sighed, "After all day, you will understand."

Speaking of this, he looked down at Zhuquefang in the south of the city. Twenty years ago, it was because of his decision that he let down his beloved woman, the once innocent girl.

"Sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands."
Chapter completed!