Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Snow is not cold, melting snow is cold.

　　 In Zhaohui City in the afternoon, the temperature dropped sharply and the dripping water turned into ice.

　　 Even the rare sunny red sun cannot bring warmth to the city.

　　 A carriage and a carriage set off from various places in the third and fourth districts and hurried to the second district.

　　 Thirty-six provincial master tokens.

　　 Thirty-six top big men.

　　 Although I don’t know what the lord of the province is doing, but I dare not hesitate.

In the past few years, Liang Yuandao rarely issued the provincial governor token, but since six years ago, the power of the imperial supervising army in Chaohui City was dismissive of the provincial governor token, and a family of 72 mysteriously disappeared the next day. After appearing in the mass graves outside the city, the prostitution of this provincial chief token has always been shrouded in the hearts of every powerful person, and he dare not neglect the slightest.

　　 Most of the big people who are eligible to receive the provincial token are not young.

　　 Even if it is due to the superb martial arts cultivation skills, on the surface it seems to be in the prime of life, but in fact, they have walked their long life paths and have seen most of the scenery of the life journey.

　　 When the car came to the second city and gradually approached Yunmeng Camp, their faces appeared unexpectedly.

　　The reason is very simple. Top big figures are used to staying simple. Although from various intelligence, they know the sudden emergence of Yunmeng Camp, but they don’t know the details.

　　In my imagination, the second city that was supposed to be dilapidated and desolate, has no idea when it will become orderly.

　　 Although the land in front of me does not have the purity of the garden, the prosperity of the old city, and the beauty of the resort, it is difficult to describe the neatness in words, but it is already coming.

　　 You can see a wide road, flat and straight, criss-crossed, and connected by crosses. There is a white stone pillar at each intersection, with a simple timed black pattern on it. The three colors of red, yellow and green alternate alternately and flash.

　　 When the front is green, it can go forward.

When 　　 is red, horizontal roads are passable, and vertical roads have to wait.

There are some coachmen who control the car, who own the honorable owner of the car, and they can be regarded as "named and surnamed" characters in the city. They simply ignore these strange rules and run the red light directly. Refugees with red markings and government officials came to stop them, and were beaten out by the coachman with a few whips...

　　 In less than an hour, outside Yunmeng Camp, on a long-built square, most of the 36 top rich and powerful people have gathered.

　　 also have a clear alignment with each other.

"what's going on?"

"do not know……"

　　 "It is rumored that there is a gray eagle guard who was killed by the people in Yunmeng camp last night." 　　 "Lin Beichen, this little beast, is bold enough to provoke the lord of the province?"

　　 "Then he is dead."

　　Some people are discussing, exchanging intelligence and information.

　　In the end, most people came to a clear conclusion——

　　 It turned out that the governor of the province ordered them to come here to observe the punishment.

　　 Today, the governor of the province must be here to publicly execute Lin Beichen.

passing of the times.

　　 More and more people appeared outside Yunmeng Camp.

Many nobles, wealthy and powerful people who are not qualified to receive the token of the city lord also came actively. One is to have a good opportunity to meet the helms of the great aristocracy. If you don’t have any friendship, you can see the friendship, and the other is I generally foresee that something big will happen today, come to observe and don't want to miss such a flourishing age.

　　 Suddenly, outside Yunmeng Camp, there was a loud voice, and it was extremely lively.

　　 In contrast, inside Yunmeng Camp, it was quiet.

　　 can't see people.

Only the entrance of the camp, wearing fire-red armor, and a small [Beichen's Hammer] Qianqian and her two hundred elite miners, murderous and fierce, looks very eye-catching, and all of them have a cold expression. , From inside to outside reveals a signal that strangers do not enter.

　　 The time of waiting is always tormenting.

　　 Even if it's only half an hour, it's like this.

　　 The eyes of many dignitaries focused on the ancient pine with a height of 100 meters in the middle of the camp.

So there are at least a few hundred years old, a lonely old pine, which is rare in the city. I don’t know how much effort was spent on this extravagant dude. It is planted here. It is inevitable to waste a huge amount of manpower and material resources, but the effect is not necessarily. Well, the pavilions and luxurious large tents built on the top of the tree have no a little bit of family heritage, no aura of aristocratic family, but they fully demonstrate the true nature of their nouveau riche.

　　 But in any case, Yunmeng Camp and even the surrounding scene gave many nobles some surprises and surprises.

Their innate greed and intuition for property and land made them suddenly realize that this place was ignored by them and regarded as a garbage dump for exile. In fact, it also hides the wealth potential that cannot be ignored. It fell in Lin Beichen. It's really a pity that the ruined land is in the hands of the prodigal.

　　Since this little beast has offended the lord of the province, he will soon die without a place to bury him.

　　 The so-called dragon does not have a head, and a bird does not fly without a head.

　　 Without Lin Beichen, the elite soldiers and powerful generals under his command, no matter how fierce, are just a group of wild dogs without their masters, they are not a threat.

　　 So when the time comes, this huge Yunmeng camp and this second city area that has been changing day by day will all become a plump cake, which they can enjoy to their heart's content.

　　 Thinking of this, some people even got short of breath.

　　 They can't wait to see Lin Beichen be executed soon.

　　 At this time, a large group of men and horses flooded in the distance.

　　 is the main battle headquarters in Chaohui City.

　　 Three-sided designation flags flutter in the wind, six or seven meters long, hunting and hunting in the cold wind, like three black dragons, spreading their teeth and dancing claws under the winter sun, full of evil.

　　 On one of the flags, the word "Weishan" is written.

　　 Weishan Battle Headquarters.

Kou Zhongzheng came slowly with a sneer at the corner of his mouth on a thunder light tiger beast under the banner of 　　jing.

　　 By his side, the warriors are surrounded.

　　 Among them is Gongsun Bai, the [Little God of War] riding a white horse.

　　 In addition to the Weishan War Headquarters, there are two Great War Headquarters: Huanfeng and Liuyun.

　　 These are the absolute henchmen of the provincial governor Liang Yuandao.

　　 Obviously, they responded to the call of the governor Liang Yuandao and led the army.

　　The black army swept in like a tide, and one mile away from the Yunmeng camp, spread out in a concave fan shape, half-enclosing the entire camp.

　　 Military flag hunting.

　　 Jianguang Hanhan.

　　 Then two thousand gray eagle guards wearing the mask of the eagle **** came with the sword hanging.

Like two thousand silent gods of death, walking silently, the gray robe on his body seems to be able to swallow the sun, bringing a lifeless shadow, the suffocating aura that exudes just like the substance, rising to the sky, wearing a dark red, beyond More than 30,000 sergeants from the Three Great War Department.

　　 Then, a huge and noble man drove it, like a **** cloud car, with a domineering momentum.

　　 Ten martial arts master-level eunuchs, carrying and driving, floated like clouds and flowing water.

　　 Liang Yuandao, a fat giant figure above it, is like a towering mountain, like a devil, sitting still.

　　 At this moment, everyone's heart seemed to be pressed against a huge boulder in an instant, and all of a sudden, their breathing became rapid.

　　The figure who has been in charge of wind and whispers for countless years is fierce and unforgettable. He appeared in the middle of his life, as if the demon lord was in the dust, making everyone feel suffocated, and all kinds of noise and discussion stopped abruptly.

　　 Even the most powerful nobles on weekdays had to bow their heads and bow down on the ground at this moment.

Only the two hundred miners at the Yunmeng camp headed by [Beichen's Hammer] Qianqian, one by one still have a straight waist, stand by the sword, standing like a long sword of this day, standing at the gate of the camp in the cold winter wind, appearing So uncomfortable, and so majestic.