The First Cause of All Realms

huh~

The north wind is blowing, and the cold current is howling.

Dulong Town, which was already dead silent, became more and more cold, except for this voice full of anger, there seemed to be no noise at all.

I saw that everyone came like sharp swords, and the momentum was like a majestic peak, and the sound of footsteps almost suppressed the wind in the sky.

The undisguised vigor and blood is like a torch in the night, which is impossible to ignore.

"Great master!"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.

The person who came here was vigorous and vigorous, and he was much stronger than Feng Sanyu and Lu Wanchuan.

Let him move his index finger involuntarily.

"My son, my son..."

Holding the scrap of cloth, Lu Ming was extremely frightened in his heart.

I never imagined that my son would be planted in such a backcountry, and his eyes couldn't help but look violent.

"Pick the skin and pull the bone out?"

Cao Jinlie lightly pressed Yang Yu's arm, got up and walked to the window, looking down with his hands behind his back, his tone was light:

"It's been a long time since I heard someone say nonsense in front of this official!"

Flying fish suit? !

The hearts of the leaders of the Dulong Village in the shadows all jumped.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

No one in the world knows what this flying fish suit represents, even if they are all arrogant people, they can't help but tremble in their hearts.

"Cao Jinlie!"

Lu Ming's pupils shrank, the anger in his heart dropped three points, but his voice was still cold and stern:

"Cao Baihu! That man killed my son, do you have to stop him?"

"Who am I? It turned out to be Elder Lu from Bai Longxuan."

Cao Jinlie smiled coldly:

"Your son makes friends with bandits, and if he kills him, he will kill him. What's the big deal? I heard that you have thirteen concubines. Could it be that you have such a bad guy?"

"Cao Jinlie!"

Lu Ming took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart, his tone seemed to freeze the air:

"This is not Qingzhou City!"

"Hahaha!"

When Cao Jinlie heard the words, he laughed loudly, pointing to Lu Ming, and the tears were about to flow from his smile:

"This old dog actually thought that Qingzhou City sheltered us."

"Hahaha!"

Lin An, Zhao Qing and other Jin Yiwei also laughed loudly. Lu Ming, who was laughing straight, was angry and his veins burst out.

"Cao Jinlie!"

Lu Ming strode like a dragon, shaking his sword and screaming:

"Today I will kill that little beast. Anyone who dares to stop me will die!"

Boom!

This roar of rage was overwhelming.

The sound wave visible to the naked eye suddenly spread with its body as the center, setting off a strong air current, suppressing the laughter of the Jin Yiwei.

"Come out and fight!"

The laughter stopped.

"Fight me?"

Cao Jinlie laughed dumbly and looked back at everyone.

"Brother Cao, how about borrowing a knife?"

Yang Prison got up.

The comer's martial arts are much stronger than he expected, but he has no fear in his heart. On the contrary, he is still eager to try it.

"Not busy, not busy."

Lin An took Yang Yu's arm and said with a chuckle:

"You have killed so many people along the way, how about giving this credit to your brother?"

"This…"

Yang Prison hesitated.

It's not that he cares about the credit, but Lin An's aura seems to be only at the level of a tiger, which is a lot worse than that of Lu Ming.

"If the strength of martial arts only depends on the blood, then where in this world come so many disputes?"

Cao Jinlie said:

"This old dog is still one step away from the blood of a dragon. If he kills him within a hundred strokes, is there any problem?"

"Where did you use the hundred tricks?"

Lin An stepped down a little, and the man sprang out of the window like a ghost. As the ape arm stretched out, a three-foot sword light was rolled up and swept across ten feet, heading straight for Lu Ming at the end of the long street.

"Cao Jinlie, you dare to deceive me like this?!"

Seeing the unknown person coming, Lu Ming was surprisingly angry.

However, Cao Jinlie laughed:

"If you can learn your Zhenzong martial arts 'white dragon palm power', you are still qualified to fight me, now..."

"Then don't blame the old man for being ruthless under his sword!"

Being so looked down upon by others, the expression on Lu Ming's face changed several times, and finally revealed a deep killing intent.

hum!

Accompanied by the sound of Qingyue's sword, he has already drawn out his sword.

Perhaps his swordsmanship is extremely high, and he may deliberately show off his skills.

Yang Yu could clearly see that the old man had cut out dozens of swords at this moment.

Slashing, stabbing, picking, and wiping, all kinds of swords poured out like mercury, and they seemed to kill the sound of breaking wind.

The distance of 100 feet passed in a flash, and dozens of swords had been merged together, slashing from bottom to top to Lin An who was descending into the sky.

It seems to be killing him with a sword!

"What's the use of bells and whistles?"

Lin An volleyed down, saw the sword light rising, and couldn't help laughing.

I saw the light of its sword swept across, and people followed the sword, as if they were one with the light of the sword, facing each other, above and below, without avoiding or dodging, and slashing straight towards Lu Ming:

"Old dog, you are not qualified to challenge a hundred households, let's play!"

clang clang~

The swordsmen met, making a piercing noise.

The two of them collided once, and their figures disappeared. For a while, only the sword shadows from the sky swayed on the dozens of meters long street.

Don't fall behind!

"Brother Lin, such a high level of swordsmanship!"

Yang Yu's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but speak out.

Lin An's blood level is not as high as Lu Minglai's, and he has no such tyrannical power, but his swordsmanship skills seem to far exceed Lu Ming's.

His sword light was dense and orderly, and he blocked all of Lu Ming's sword moves.

"The level of blood exchange is like soil, and martial arts accomplishments are the grass and trees rooted on it. Of course, soil fertility is important, but how can grass seeds be more gorgeous than peony?"

Cao Jinlie looked into the distance with his hands behind his back. While watching the battle, he did not forget to explain to Yang Prison:

"Bailongxuan has only been established for a hundred years, and there is only one superior martial art, 'White Dragon Palm Power', and there are only a few middle class martial arts.

But how deep is the heritage of our Jinyiwei? Any Jinyiwei can choose the most suitable martial arts for him. Although there is a gap in blood and energy, the result is doomed. "

"Brother Lin's swordsmanship is indeed fierce."

Yang Yu was really shaken in his heart, but nodded.

Whether it's a sect or a court, it's all about the system.

But one is the orthodox dynasty that leads hundreds of millions of people and occupies nine 27 prefectures for 400 years.

One is just a sect with only a few hundred disciples, and there is such a gap, but it is reasonable.

"Brother Yang is very talented, given time, it may not be able to surpass me."

Zhao Qing also stood up:

"Brothers, those mountain bandits are afraid to escape. We are also active? Even if it doesn't work, we have to cut off a few ears, right or not?"

"That's the truth!"

The rest of Jinyiwei also got up with a smile.

"what!"

The few people talked only a few words, when the sword light in the long street dissipated, and Lu Ming, whose robe was stained with blood, roared and retreated dozens of feet.

"Tsk tsk, it's better to be old when you are old."

Lin An tore off the corner of his clothes that was cut by the sword light, and did not chase after him. He just smiled faintly:

"How is it? Old man, do you still want to challenge Lord Baihu?"

"what!"

Lu Ming staggered back, his robes were bulging, his blood was full of energy, and he raised his sword to meet him again.

At the same time, a sharp growl:

"Sima Yang! Still haven't shot?! Do you think these Jinyi guards will let you go?!"

Lu Ming seemed to have martial arts like the lion's roar, and the roar could be heard from ten kilometers away, but in the night, it was quiet.

There was no echo.

"Sima Yang! My father and son stood up for you, yet you ran away without fighting?!"

Lu Mingqi's eyes turned red.

When he fought, he didn't dare to be distracted at all, but he never thought that the people from the Poison Dragon Village actually retreated.

hum!

He spit out his long sword, forcing Lin An back, bursting with anger:

"Old man, let's see what face you have in Qingzhou after today!"

Phew!

In the darkness of night, there is an air current rolling.

Sima Yang's deep and powerful voice came from afar:

"Brother Lu was not bad for a while. Father and son buried the hands of Jinyiwei. Someone Sima was not in a hurry to rescue him, and he was not full of regrets..."

"Sima Yang! Ah!"

In the sound of gold and iron, Lu Ming's body was shaken, and the sword light was scattered. At the same time as he staggered back, a mouthful of blood was already sprayed out.

But I don't know if it was an injury, or if my chest was blown up by anger!

Zheng!

Lin An has extremely rich fighting experience, how could he miss such a good opportunity, while Lu Ming's qi was in a mess, he had already exhaled his inner breath and angered his face.

With all his strength, he swept away Lu Ming's parrying sword move, and at the same time a grappling hand had already clasped his neck!

Reflexively, he made a force, and it was crushed to the ground, splashing a large piece of sand and snow.

"The old guy's martial arts are not weak, so he's more than a hundred moves!"

Lin An let out a sigh of relief as he removed several of Lu Ming's joints, sweating on his forehead.

It only took him half a year to enter the level of blood and energy, and his inner breath was far less powerful than Lu Ming's. After a hundred moves, his body was numb and sore.

If it wasn't for the fact that this old guy was really good at swordsmanship, he wouldn't be able to take it down yet.

"I am also angry! I am also angry!"

With his face pressed against the cold ground, Lu Ming only felt that the flames in his chest were about to burn him to death.

For a while, the hatred for Sima Yang almost surpassed the Jin Yiwei in front of him.

"A lot of age, so stupid! This is just a group of gangsters who burn, kill, loot, and commit all kinds of evil. Do you really think they are a group of heroes with little righteousness?"

Cao Jinlie walked to Lu Ming's face~www.novelmt.com~ leaned over to look at him, and said lightly:

"I heard that you also got news about Daoguo from those crazy lunatics of the Liansheng Sect? Would you mind telling us about it?"

"The court eagle dog!"

Lu Ming cursed angrily, and was stepped into the ruins by Lin An.

"The court eagle dog..."

Cao Jinlie has a cold face and a cold tone:

"Lin An, let him know the methods of our falcons!"

"Order."

Lin An sneered and lifted the dead dog-like old man, turned and walked towards the shadow:

"Come on, let's have a good chat..."

……

"what!"

Hearing the screams from Dulong Town, everyone in Dulong Village trembled:

"Lu Ming is planted..."

"Brother Lu is too reckless. Where did Jin Yiwei provoke us?"

Sima Yang let out a long sigh, not without a pity:

"You haven't said yet, where is the 'God Blessed Dao Fruit'?"

"That old guy..."

"Um?!"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the hearts of all the bandits trembled.

"go!"

Sima Yang turned around abruptly, his complexion suddenly changed.

I saw the wind whistling in the distance, and among the tumbling snow, a figure dashed wildly with an extremely ferocious attitude.