"Boom!"

The four white-clothed guards carried the coffin, out of respect for the deceased, the moment the four of them landed synchronously, the ground was shaken by dust, and then they suddenly exerted their strength to lift the high-grade coffin weighing more than 100 catties.

Ning Chen was at the forefront, holding a big cool dragon sparrow in his hand, pointing obliquely at the blue sky, and entering the city step by step.

At this moment, whether it is temperament or demeanor, he really gives people a sense of tragedy and grandeur that has been admired by tens of millions of people.

At this moment, the whole city was silent.

The long wind was poignant, wanton agitation, gradually rolling up more and more withered yellow branches and leaves, and finally over the main road of the city, ups and downs.

And the main street that was extremely noisy in the past has long been empty, all the way down, straight to the Yellow Dragon, enough to drive straight in, to the rear of the Xishu Sword Pavilion.

"Young marshal, the sword box has been brought."

Song Que stepped forward, respectfully handed over a brand-new sword box, pulled off the outer layer of cloth, radiant, and after Ning Chen's nod, the two walked straight to the head of Gusu City.

Sonorous!

Ning Chen struck a backhand, plunging the Great Liang Dragon Bird into the stone crack at the head of the city, and with a snort, the huge gap stretched down, terrifying.

This is the power of the world's first sword.

A sword is just a sword, and the spirit is vertical and horizontal, shaking through one of the impregnable city heads.

At this moment, the thousands of people in the city all raised their heads and quietly watched Ning Chen, who was high above, their mouths were dry, their hearts were tense, and they also felt a sense of concern.

Because, everyone knows why Ning Chen went to the city first.

In the end, Ning Chen knelt on one knee and looked at the crippled sword in front of him, Feng Ming.

This is the sword that Huang Cripple has fought all his life, and now the sword is dead, and the world's famous sword, which used to sit in the ninth place, no longer has the original edge.

His index finger flicked lightly across the face of Feng Ming's sword, and the sword roar was still clear and deafening.

It's just that compared with the past, there is a bleak and tragic aftertaste.

"My yellow cripple, lonely and widowed for half a lifetime, the only treasure that can be handled, is only this phoenix song, when I was not in charge of the big cool dragon sparrow, but I coveted this sword for a long time, I wanted to sneak a phoenix Ming, if I can hang on the waist, the sword out of the city, it is really a great thing in life."

"It's a pity, the yellow cripple can let me do anything, but this one can't."

"Later, I learned that the famous sword recognizes the master, and it must not be moved."

The famous sword recognizes the master.

The man is in the sword, and the man is dead, and the sword is broken.

In fact, this also confirms from the side why so many people in the north were sure that Ning Chen was not dead from beginning to end.

Because of the long three years that followed, the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow, which was kept in the hands of Li Panruo of Niangzi Mountain, never showed signs of being about to break, not even the slightest trace of small changes.

And this phoenix roar, in fact, fourteen days ago, at the same time when Huang Tianci died in battle, he cut off the sky, one in half!

"The lame man is gone, and you should go home with him."

Ning Chen held up his hands and respectfully invited the remnant sword into the sword box, and then pulled up the Daliang Dragon Sparrow again, the person was at the head of the city, and the sword pointed at the Xishu Sword Pavilion.

"Huang Tianba, Ning Hetu is visiting with a sword, and please go out of the cabinet to fight in a dignified manner!"

A break to drink, sonorous and powerful.

Silent.

The city was silent.

Halfway through, there was only the sound of the long wind howling and the neighing of horses.

In the past, the Xishu Sword Pavilion, which was sitting in Gusu and powerful in several directions, did not move in the face of Ning Chen's initiative to ask for battle at this moment, and the old sword pavilion Huang Tianba, who was once arrogant and conceited, had not appeared for a long time.

Avoid but not fight!

It's not that they don't want to fight, but they don't dare to fight.

Huang Tianba, an old swordsman in Xishu, has finally tasted the sour taste of restlessness and dilemma.

Fourteen days ago, when Huang Tianci was wiped out in the First World War, he felt panicked, and now it seems that he has really formed a great beam.

Now, a generation of old swordsmen has been forced to this role, and I am afraid that this is the only case in the world.

By the time Ning Chen stepped forward and reappeared on the main street, the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow could no longer resist the imminent battle intent, and vibrated one after another high-pitched, piercing sword roars.

"Don't you dare to fight?" Ning Chen's eyes narrowed into a slit, habitually closed first, and then opened suddenly, his pupils flickering.

"Within three minutes, wear Xingtian and walk out of the Sword Pavilion, otherwise I will kill one person in one step and kill you until you are forced to fight!"

A bang fell.

The eighteen horsemen of Yanyun outside the city immediately understood, Jing Ge drew his elite scimitar on the spot, and said majestically, "Yanyun Tiewei, listen to my orders, prepare for ...... Battle crossbow! ”

Sonorous.

In an instant, more than 300 crossbows were born, and the soldiers pointed directly at Gusu City.

This kind of elite crossbow has always been the most penetrating, once three hundred crossbow arrows are fired at once, even if they hide in the inside of the house, they will not be able to reach the long drive of the crossbow arrows.

"Hiss ......"

"This is to force Huang Lao Wei out of the pavilion to fight, otherwise the ordinary residents of Gusu City will be affected by the pond fish."

The atmosphere between the two sides has already been tense, and if you are not careful, you will meet each other, and if Huang Lao Wei delays time and avoids fighting, it is difficult to imagine what serious consequences will occur.

"Ning Hetu, are you trying to make my Gusu City bleed today?"

After a long time, the Xishu swordsman finally heard a roar of anger, but compared with the past, the confidence was too weak, and there was no posture and momentum of a generation of kendo powerhouses at all.

"You kill my old servant, for Huang Tianci today, don't say that you will step on your Xishu Sword Pavilion and let the lives of this city be ruined, and I will not hesitate to do it."

Kill one of me.

Destroy all your city.

This is his attitude towards Ning Hetu, either go out of the cabinet to fight, or the wolf smoke will rise and burn Gusu.

"Hiss."

Xishu Sword Pavilion, Huang Tianba, who was dressed in a moon-white robe, couldn't help but gasp, the young marshal of the Ning family really lived up to his reputation, and he acted so fiercely that your heart was shocked.

"Huang Tianci is bent on death, you can't count this account on my head." Huang Tianba roared angrily, still hoping for a turnaround, and didn't want this battle.

Ning Chen was too lazy to be verbose, turned his back to the city gate, held up the big cool dragon sparrow, and only two words popped out of his mouth, "Release the arrow!" ”

"You ......"

At the critical moment, a sharp sword light was finally born.

Famous sword punishment day.

Out of the cabinet to fight.

It pierced through the void, and the front of the soldiers pointed directly at the Ninghe map.

Ning Chen's pupils constricted, the sword was suspended three inches in front of his eyebrows, the two fingers of his right hand clamped the tip of the sword, relying on the sword face of the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow, and he forcibly took the heavy sword of Xingtian.

Xing Tian's sword was blocked, and he had no choice but to return, and at the same time launched a low whimper.

After all, it is behind the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow.

The second is not as sharp as the first after all.

Rumble!

Ning Chen took ten steps back, landed on the ground and forcibly stabilized his body, shook the Great Liang Dragon Bird with his right hand, and rushed forward.

"Today is my personal grudge with Huang Tianba, no one is allowed to intervene, Lao Tzu wants to kill him with his own hands."