The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

There was a strange muffled sound in Jian Chen's body.

puff!

Jian Chen's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This person's methods are so vicious that he even used his own sword intent to seal your true essence. If it takes a long time, your cultivation might be ruined!"

Jian Chen opened his eyes, and said bitterly: "Master, it's because this disciple is too arrogant that he was murdered..."

Wuming shook his head, with a smile on his face, and said, "To me, this is nothing, and this is also your opportunity!"

Seeing Wuming's appearance, Jianchen felt hopeful for no reason.

"Take advantage of this opportunity, you have to study [Inexplicable Sword Art]!"

Jian Chen was startled, nodded his head with difficulty, and closed his eyes again.

Wuming took a deep breath, slowly stretched out two fingers, and touched Jian Chen's big hole on the vest.

As soon as he touched it, Jian Chen felt that two kinds of inexplicable mysterious powers began to move around and fight in his body.

One side is like a brilliant sun, extremely domineering, and the other side is ethereal, uncontaminated by half of the fireworks.

"Master's way of swordsmanship, and the way of swordsmanship of the royal patriarch!" Jian Chen's heart trembled.

Wuming frowned, feeling the magnificence of the sword intent in Jianchen's body, and unexpectedly gave birth to a bit of fighting for supremacy.

He hasn't fought anyone for a long time, because he is nameless, because he is invincible.

"This sword intent is not very powerful. It only takes three days to wear it off. At that time, I really need to go to the Supreme Palace in person!" Wuming secretly said in his heart.

Chapter 23: To Peerless City (1/3)

The moon star is thin, and the black dragonfly flies south.

The breeze rolled up a few wisps of smoke and dust, covering this land with a veil of mystery.

tata tao...

The crisp sound of horseshoes sounded, and the bluestone pavement was sparked by horseshoes from time to time.

law...

The horse neighed a few times irritably, as if impatient with the hot weather, it kicked back and forth four or five steps, but refused to stop peacefully.

"Dragon colt!"

"It turned out to be the legendary dragon horse with the blood of the dragon!"

"Could it be people from Tianxiahui or Wushuangcheng? Even if it's these two forces, they probably wouldn't want to use the dragon colt to pull the cart!"

In the distance, many people exclaimed.

At this time, a faint voice said in the carriage behind the three steeds and horses, "Let's rest here tonight!"

The handsome young man sitting on the frame said respectfully: "Yes, master!"

The young man raised his whip and slapped Long Ju's butt hard, making the corners of passers-by's mouth twitch.

Dragon Colt, or rather, Dragon Colt Beast.

It looks like a horse's body, but it is very different from an ordinary horse.

Naturally different!

According to legend, the dragon colt is the product of the combination of the dragon and the horse.

Although the legend is not credible, there is no doubt that every adult dragon horse has the strength comparable to the mythical powerhouse!

In the world, there is no force that does not take pride in obtaining the Dragon Colt.

Its preciousness is no less than that of a genius treasure!

Even Tianxiahui and Wushuang City probably don't have many such beasts!

But, this person in front of him actually uses a dragon colt to pull the cart?

It was the first time for the people in this small town to see such a strange species of dragon colt with their own eyes, but they never imagined that the first time they saw a dragon colt, it would be like this...

tata tao...

The carriage pulled by the dragon colt crossed the street, and the eyes of passers-by followed the carriage to the most luxurious inn in the small town.

The waiter at the inn saw the carriage from a long distance away. Even if he didn't know what a dragon colt was, he knew from the words of the passers-by that the visitor must be a nobleman.

"Your Excellency, please!"

Xiao Er nodded and bowed and ran to the door to greet him, but before he could say another word, he was almost pushed over by someone.

Pfft!

Under Xiao Er's astonished gaze, the innkeeper ran out in a hurry and knelt down beside the carriage.

"Little bye, bye..."

The shopkeeper didn't seem to know how to address the person in the carriage for a while, so in a hurry, he could only imitate Xiao Er's words and said, "My little one pays homage to the nobleman!"

The young man sitting on the carriage let go of the reins, whispered a few words to the people in the carriage, and then took out a seemingly ordinary token from his pocket.

Throwing the token to the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper hurriedly held it with both hands, and looked through it carefully.

As if confirming the authenticity of the token, the shopkeeper's expression became more respectful, and he said to the waiter next to him: "The inn is closed for a few days, drive everyone out!"

Xiao Er was taken aback, and whispered: "The shopkeeper, the person invited by the city lord is still living in the inn..."

The shopkeeper glanced at the young man sitting in the car, and saw that the young man was also looking at him blankly, he couldn't help but tremble, and said to Xiao Er: "Get out!"

Xiao Er hastily ran back to the inn to make arrangements.

The shopkeeper just stood up, bent over and said, "My lord, please!"

The young man nodded, jumped down, and opened the car curtain!

Not long after, there were only three people left in the inn where many people lived.

It was Han Chen who was sitting in the inn, taking a sip from the (b) cup of tea from time to time.

The shopkeeper stood beside Han Chen with his head bowed, not daring to take a breath.

Han Chen slowly put down the teacup, glanced at the shopkeeper, and said lightly: "When did you come here? Did you hold any position in the Supreme Palace before?"

The shopkeeper leaned forward and said, "This slave has been in this city for ten years. Ten years ago, he was the captain of the Supreme Palace's garrison!"

Han Chen nodded, but he gave Wen Chang a high look in his heart. This supreme martial artist who is extremely cowardly in the eyes of the world, actually kept back.

Long before Han Chen left, Wen Chang secretly reported several dark chess pieces. These chess pieces were either hidden among the major forces of various parties, or lurking in various parts of the world, and they were all people who sent information for the Supreme Palace.

With a wave of his hand, let the shopkeeper go down, and Han Chen will break the waves.

"How did Peerless City react?"

Duanlang cupped his hands and said: "Returning to the master, there is no news from Wushuang City. From Duanlang's point of view, Dugu is afraid!"

"Afraid?" Han Chen stroked the teacup with great interest, and said, "You underestimate this person. If it's the real Dugu, he might be afraid, but he won't be afraid..."

Duan Lang suddenly widened his eyes, his face was full of astonishment.

"Master, what do you mean... the current Wushuang City Lord is someone else pretending to be?"

Han Chen smiled, did not speak, but took out a letter from his arms.

Clamping between two fingers, with a light shake, the letter slipped into Duanlang's hand, and he said, "Send this letter to the Zhonghua Pavilion, and then tell Wuming that his sword is here!"

Duan Lang took the letter, suppressed the doubts in his heart, nodded, and walked out of the inn.

......

The small town where Han Chen is located is only twenty miles away from Wushuang City. In fact, the news that three dragon horses appeared in the small town was sent to Wushuang City immediately.

A person who can use the three dragon colts as a draft horse must have an unusual status.

night!

Dugu Fang looked at the two-finger-wide note in his hand, and unconsciously frowned deeply.

"What did the patriarch of the royal family come to my Wushuang City? Why did he save Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng?"

As he spoke, he put the note on the oil lamp and lit it slowly.

Chapter 24: Juggernaut (2/3)

Occasionally, I come to sleep under the pine tree, sleeping on a stone, there is no calendar day in the mountains, and the cold is completely unknown.

The road of the strong is different. Some strong people have made aspirations since they were young, and they want to establish a huge force that makes people look up to, gather all the heroes in the world, and let the world crawl under their own feet.

Just like Xiongba.

Some strong people disdain to do this. They think that the activities in the mundane world will pollute their clear minds, and they don't want their Taoist hearts to be half-eroded, so they choose to detach themselves from the mundane world and live in seclusion in the mountains.

After crossing the flat ground and leaping over the big lake, while the night was getting dark, Dugu Fang himself rode his horse to an unknown hill.

This place is already deep in the mountains, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and the roar of wild beasts can be heard from time to time around.

Dugu Fang seemed to be coming to this place for the first time, and for some reason, there was a bit of anxiety on his face that was originally full of majesty.

As early as at the foot of the mountain, he got off his horse and walked up the mountain, as if expressing his respect for a certain peerless powerhouse.

After riding the horse for a long time, when he reached the top of the mountain, the sun had already exposed a corner.

Looking up at the intoxicating morning light, Dugu Fang took a deep breath and walked towards a hut that was far away from him.

The door of the thatched hut was half-closed, it looked simple, but actually contained a kind of charm that Dugu Fang couldn't explain clearly.

In a trance, he had a feeling that no matter how gorgeous the palace was, it was not as grand as this hut.

That's right, it's magnificent!

Dugu Fang was a little surprised by this weird feeling.

Why is that?

He didn't have time to think about unnecessary things, so he suppressed the weird feeling in his heart, walked outside the hut in two or three steps, and said with cupped hands: "I beg to see the Juggernaut!"

There was no sound in the hut.