Transcending the Nine Heavens

Ask Tianjian and Huangquan knife have not yet arrived in Zhongzhou, Zhongzhou has become a complete mess!

Ask Tianwusheng's 339th generation grandson, Shichengzhi, to release the message in Zhongzhou City: Can the heir of Huangquan Knife Saint dare to fight me?!

As soon as that sentence came out, the stones broke into shock!

Hundreds of descendants of the Yellow Springs Knife Saint emerged between moments, struggling to grab hold of them and crying out for a decision with the grandson of the 339th generation who asked Tianwusheng!

Hundreds more people came forward and yelled, "Ji Chengzhi, who are you?" I am the heir of Tianwusheng! There are ancestral titles here as proof!

So so many 'Ask the Descendants of Tianwusheng' fought first, arguing for a good name first...

Hundreds of ‘grandsons of the Yellow Springs Knife Saint' are equally in each other's nest and are not happy to fight...

On all sides, the people of the river and lake who rushed to Zhongzhou City were like crossing the river, like the sand of the constant river, constant and constant. A lot more people started fires on the road.

The closer this situation is to Zhongzhou, the more intense it is. As long as it is encountered on the road, the three sentences are inconsistent. Knowing that the other party is also going to grab the Heavenly Sword and the Yellow Spring Knife. Immediately turn away, the sword sheaths out, killing a battle, solve a few competitors before talking...

This lively situation reminds Chu Yang of two words: catch up!

Yeah, it's a rush, and it's a super episode! The kind of rush where you won't have the next chance to buy something in your life.

This is how Chu Yang and Gu came along the way--

“Oh too...”

“Ahhh...”

“Holy shit! …… ”

“So many people...”

“Yikes...”

Along the way, the two people walked close to cramps with almost a gazed face and an eye-knotted emotion.

Outside of Zhongzhou City, the eyes of the two almost stared out!

I saw a huge crowd under black pressure outside the gates of Zhongzhou City, wearing swords with knives, crossswords with swords, and some with axes, with three forks, with big hammers, dancing with eyebrows...

Naturally, there are some karate ones.

Outside this North Gate, there are thousands of people, and there are people in the distance, or three groups, or five teams, who are in the moonlight rush.

“Open the door! Open the gate!” Someone was screaming out loud and angry: “Why didn't you let us in? ”

“Yes!” Thousands of people clamored together: "Why don't you let us in? ”

“Do you want to ask the Sky Sword and the Yellow Spring Knife alone? ”

“Yes! If you piss me off, rebel! ”

People are getting more emotional downtown.

In the middle of a noise, a thunderous yell shouted: “If you don't open the gate, I'll level Zhongzhou City!” With a shout, a figure flew up, jumped seven or eight feet, almost flat with the city head, and exhaled in the middle of the sky: “Your grandmother's land! Open the gate! ”

Before the end of the sentence, it fell. Poop on the floor.

Suddenly, outside the city gate, laughing loudly, hundreds of people yelled together: "If you don't open the city gate, you will level Zhongzhou City! ” ……

Chu Yang looked at all the cramps.

At this moment, the six towers around the crowd, like a man, suddenly turned around and walked toward the two of them, and suddenly they had arrived: “What are you two doing? But you came to rob Heaven and Sword? ”

“No, no, we are readers...” Chu Yang hurried to make a laugh.

“Huh, readers don't have anything better!” Six men stared at him in anger: "Be honest! ”

“Yes, yes, yes.” Chuyang nods like chicken pecking rice.

Six big guys gone.

After a while, another round of inquiry came, and after seven or eight waves of inquiry, suddenly there was a disturbance ahead, and the ping pong fought.

“Bastard! If you're allowed to come, we're not allowed to come? What's the point?” Some are sad.

“Just don't! Get out of my sight, or I'll kill you if you want to ask the sword and the yellow spring knife!” A barbaric voice.

“What, you're the ones who dropped the sword?” Someone next to me is not listening.

“How? Are you sick of this? Are you itchy? ”

“Hit your brother-in-law! ”

“Go! Kill him! ”

Suddenly, the struggle went from three or five to dozens. And then...

“Fuck! Who hit me? ”

“Who sent the darkness? Stand up!” Someone's in the mountains, hit by the pond fish: “Bastard! I hit my dick. Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

“Go!”

“Go!”

“The Yellow Spring Knife is mine! ”

“Ask Grandpa if the Heavenly Sword belongs! ”

A hundred and ten people mixed up. Screaming, yelling, screaming, wind breaking, clothes floating, maids, ancestors, … others shouting: “I am the 338th generation grandson of Yellow Springs of Yellow Springs of Yellow Springs! Let me in! ”

The guy just screamed and dozens of people rushed up and hit him as a dead dog: "Fuck you, grandma! Let you go down there! Let you go down... and you're Xia Huangquan's grandson... you're my grandson! You still have three hundred and thirty-eight generations... I think you're a thirty-eight! ”

A time of laughter, cursing, punching, kicking...

Some people laugh, some cry, some scream, some whistle...

- One time. What's the fuss?

And this is just a North Gate, and the other three Gates are such a mess, even... more messy than this...

“Woo...” The bright horn rang from the city, followed by a roar: “Gentlemen! Guys, listen to me! ”

The men of the river and lake beneath the walls are slowly stopping.

In the city, a forty or fifty year-old man dressed in a gorgeous clothing, arrogantly stood against his hand, dressed in a fluttering clothing, as if to return by wind, a group of masterful style.

“Ladies and gentlemen, regarding the question of the Heavenly Sword and the Yellow Spring Knife, it has been verified in detail by the 5th Prime Minister! The following conclusion was reached…” The elderly Jinyi swept and saw that everyone below looked up at themselves and couldn't help but reveal a smile: “Eight thousand years ago, there was nothing to ask about the existence of Tianwusheng, let alone the appearance of the Yellow Spring Knife Saint! ”

“That means… this thing is purely a conspiracy! It's pure vanity... pure conspiracy of King Chu Yan...” Old man Jinyi shouted.

“fart your mother's ass!” He's not finished. Hundreds of people are yelling at him at the same time: "Fuck you, Grandma! What the fuck are you talking about? Conspiracy! Your whole family is * *! ”

“If you say no, then no? Who are you? ”

“Bastard! Fifth, softly say no, then no? Did this old bastard come back 8,000 years ago?” Someone shouted and cursed.

“After my detailed examination, I have checked carefully! I can prove that 8,000 years ago, I asked Tianwusheng if he really existed! The Yellow Springs Knife is true!” Someone shouted out loud: “There is no doubt about this! ”

“It's too simple, Fifth Gentle wants to ask Heavenly Sword and Yellow Spring Knife Wow... Fifth Gentle, do you treat all the heroes of the world as fools?” Chuyang squatted in the crowd, squeezing his nose and yelling.

This voice is more powerful!

The people below were already extremely emotional, like a dynamite bag being brewed, Chuyang's voice completely lit up, so it exploded!

“Fuck your fifth softness... open the gate! ”

“Despicable fifth softness! Dirty fifth softness! ”

“Son of a bitch, fifth softness, your ancestors wore green hats, I don't know where they came from, but I still want to ask Sky Sword and Yellow Spring Knife...”

“Go! Kill!”

“Run in... Ow, ow...”

“Rush in, ask Sky Sword is in there...”

“Yes! Ask Heavenly Sword and Yellow Spring Knife now must be in Zhongzhou City! Otherwise, why isn't the fifth gentle enough to let us in?” Chuyang pinched his nose and shouted angrily: "Perhaps now he is asking that the Heavenly Sword and the Yellow Spring Knife have fallen into the fifth gentle hand. The fifth gentle will not let us in, because he is breaking the seal of Wusheng! ”

The phrase suddenly wakes everyone up like a dream!

“Yes, of course! ”

“Son of a bitch's fifth softness... I grass your ancestors...” Chu royal throne shouted.

“Son of a bitch 5th Gentle... I fucked your ancestors 18th generation...” Thousands of people responded to the outrage at the same time, everyone felt that this phrase was really talking about their hearts and minds and cursing their hearts...

“Run in...”

“Break down the gates! Break the gates!” Gu alone squeezed his nose behind him and shouted; the coffin's face was all red with excitement.

“Yes, break the gates!” Thousands of people rushed forward.

“Ow... ow... ow..."

“Silence!” On the walls of the city, the old man's voice changed: “Who dares not listen to orders, is guilty of treason! The whole family chopped it up and wiped out the Nine..."

“Nine people, your grandmother! I'm just a fucking stick! 5th Gentle, if you can destroy my nine tribes, just go! ”

“Yes! I'm a bareback, too. Family chop? You copy your mother's head..."

These Jianghu men, to be honest, don't have many family members, and one is a dead man. Where does one care about the annihilation of the Nine?

“How dare you threaten us, you son of a bitch's fifth softness!” King Chu Yan hid his head and shouted in the crowd: “Are we Jianghu men scared by this dog officer? ”

“Ouch... Ouch...” The crowd became more emotional.

Forty or fifty people have already rushed under the walls of the city, swords, guns, spears, axes and forks simultaneously greet the city gate...

Ding, ding...

Knock, knock...

Boom...

When…

All sorts of strange sounds of crashing into the city gate, stormy sound, almost just for a short time, a good gate becomes a pit depression...

It has to be said that the power of the masses is enormous.

On the walls of the city, the soldiers knifed out their sheaths and arrows, but the commander was hesitant to give the order. He knows that if an arrow were fired… I'm afraid today's civil transformation would be irrepressible.

But... even if you don't shoot arrows, but as long as you don't open the gates of the city, the temper of these men can't be suppressed...

“Grandpa has orders! Open the gates!” Seeing the conflict as inevitable, suddenly a single voice came out of nowhere.

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