Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 88, kick off
"The Lord of Human Desires is coming!"

Outside the Mustard City, someone shouted at the top of their voices. All of a sudden, old men, women, old men, whether they were ordinary people or warriors, all showed panic and fled in all directions.

Human desire Taoist curled his lips, and said to himself: "I came here with good intentions, why do you treat me like this?"

"Amitabha." A young monk wearing white robes recited a Buddha's mantra, persuading: "Benefactor, there is a knife on the head of Sezi, and I hope that the benefactor will not do whatever he wants here."

"You're lucky that we didn't show up when you kidnapped a woman from a good family, otherwise I'd shoot you to death!" A heroic woman with a gun said viciously.

She looks very good, even if she dances with guns and sticks all day long, her figure is still one in a million.

Facing this beauty, the Daoist of Human Desire did not dare to covet her at all, so he just smiled apologetically.

Because this is Tong Zhiwan, the granddaughter of Gun Fairy Tong Yuan.

"In another hour, it will be the peak duel between Senior Sword God and Senior Martial Saint, please calm down! If you offend Senior Martial Saint, neither my grandfather nor Senior Sword God can protect you!" Tong Zhiwan's phoenix eyes Get angry.

"Understood." Human Desire Daoist casually said in his heart: "When I break through the Xiantian Grandmaster and tear apart your grandfather's old bones, I will let you beg for mercy under my crotch!"

"Tsk tsk..." Thinking of that scene, the Master of Human Desire couldn't help but smile lewdly.

A carriage slowly drove into Mustard Seed City, and the driver was Mu Yunshan, Rank [-] of Tianbang.

Mu Yunshan had accumulated a great reputation in the Beili army, and many people in the martial arts recognized him, so when he entered the city, he attracted everyone's attention and exclamation.

It is self-evident that Mu Yunshan can act as a groom and the people in the car.

The sword god, Yan Jiufeng.

The people on the street could not help but make way for him, and went straight to the north of Jiezi City.

The car drove by, followed by many warriors.

Pushing open the window of Jianghu Inn, Jiang Wangsheng looked at the passing carriage below, shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Do you think Sword God will lose?" Huang Mengjue asked softly.

Jiang Wangsheng nodded, "He and Mu Mingkong are far behind in terms of realm and battle details. The only hope is the knife in his hand."

"I heard that after retreating, he took a big step in the way of the sword." Jiang Wangsheng raised his head slightly, and watched the sword god go to Mu Mingkong's dojo.

Jiang Wangsheng suddenly asked, "Why are you in my room?"

"I" Huang Mengjue was dumbfounded for a moment.

Jiang Wangsheng patted his head and asked seriously: "Why do I feel such pain in my body? Did you hit me last night while I was drunk?"

Huang Mengjue was even more speechless, and said fiercely: "Yes! I beat you last night to vent my anger!"

"Master Jiang, are you awake? The Sword God has entered Mustard Seed City, and is about to confront Wu Sheng. Let's go and see together." Xia Nanyuan's voice came from outside the door.

Huang Mengjue stared at Jiang Wangsheng.

Jiang Wangsheng was a little embarrassed, and explained: "I am."

"Don't explain, I understand!" Huang Mengjue said meaningfully.

She really understood, after all, Jiang Wangsheng said everything that should be said last night, and also said what should not be said.

"The door is unlocked, please come in!"

After Xia Nanyuan opened the door and entered, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why is Miss Huang in Mr. Jiang's room?"

"I, I got up early, and I came to discuss with him when I noticed the movement." After speaking, Huang Mengjue stepped on Jiang Wangsheng quietly.

Jiang Wangsheng understood, nodded with a smile, "She came when I was practicing."

"Young master Jiang is so outstanding in martial arts, he is so diligent." Xia Nanyuan praised.

Jiang Wangsheng waved his hand, "Basic exercises, basic exercises."

"Shameless." Huang Mengjue cursed inwardly.

"It's too far here, let's take a closer look. Where are Taoist Master Qingchen and Little Brother Songtao?"

Xia Nanyuan replied: "I came back last night. According to the schedule of Heming Mountain, they should have gotten up to read the Taoism."

As soon as the three of them left the house, they met the expressionless Wu Qiling and the dejected Chen Xuan'an.

"Eh? Why did the three of you come out of the same room?" Chen Xuan'an looked surprised and looked at Jiang Wangsheng strangely.

"Crack!" Wu Qiling patted Chen Xuan'an's head with the scabbard.

"Oh, Master. I"

"Where is Daoist Qingchen?"

Everyone rushed to them, opened the door and entered, Taoist Master Qingchen and Song Tao were lying on the bed like dead pigs.

"Didn't you say that according to Heming Mountain's schedule, they should be reading Taoism?" Jiang Wangsheng asked seriously.

Xia Nanyuan was a little embarrassed, "Maybe, maybe I remembered wrongly."

The white-haired old man came to the Drum Tower in the north of the city, with his white hair and beard fluttering in the wind behind his hands, staring at the slowly approaching car.

"Senior Martial Saint?"

"Senior Martial Saint's sword is not old."

"It's such a strong momentum. The peak duel is imminent."

"I wonder who will win?"

Due to Mu Mingkong's prestige, the north of the city has always been quiet, even if people came and went, they would speak softly and leave quickly.

At this moment, taking advantage of the opportunity of the confrontation between the innate masters, they can rush into the north of the city and discuss without restraint.

"Yunshan, step back." An old voice came from the carriage.

"Yes, master." Mu Yunshan took the order, ordered the horses to stop, moved wooden steps for Yan Jiufeng, got out of the car to meet Yan Jiufeng, and retreated to the side.

Yan Jiufeng patted him on the shoulder and told him, "Be careful."

"Yes, Master." Mu Yunshan showed excitement.

"Brother Jiufeng, long time no see, you still look good." Mu Mingkong spoke first.

"Brother Mu, you are being polite. Who knows that you live in Mustard City alone, and even Bei Li, who is as powerful as a dragon and a tiger, is afraid of you and dare not touch your brow."

"Hahahaha" Mu Mingkong laughed loudly, straightened the sackcloth he was wearing, and said loudly, "Please!"

"Please!"

In an instant, the clouds dispersed and the clouds gathered, and the true energy rolled, straight into the sky.

When everyone took a closer look, Yan Jiufeng's figure was gone, and even Mu Mingkong's shadow could not be caught.

"Where are they?" Xia Nanyuan asked curiously.

When Jiang Wangsheng and his group arrived, they happened to see this scene.

Jiang Wangsheng looked at the sky, played with the jade flute in his hand, and replied, "It's in the sky."

"So fast?"

Jiang Wangsheng said: "There is a huge difference between a Xiantian Grandmaster and a ninth-rank martial artist. If so, a ninth-rank martial artist is an ordinary person, then a Xiantian Grandmaster is an immortal with a mortal body."

Wu Qiling asked: "Stepping into the Xiantian Grandmaster is the sublimation of true energy?"

"Indeed. However, in an instant, a large amount of true energy was sublimated, as if turning into a fairy."

"I didn't expect that Xichu's innate master in white was the Yuxiao Sword Immortal that Senior Martial Saints spoke of." Mu Yunshan strode forward.

Jiang Wangsheng glanced at him and continued, "It's about to start!"

The white clouds condensed, and in an instant, there was no cloud in the sky, only a white knife made of cloud gas remained.

Mu Mingkong smiled, moved his hands on the shoulders slightly, and there was a sudden shock, his true energy was like a volcano erupting, shaking the cloud away.

"I heard that brother Jiufeng practiced hard in closed doors and cultivated a new kind of sword intent. Let me see it." Mu Mingkong smiled.

"As you wish!" The voice was mighty, coming from the sky.

Mu Yunshan said: "Western Chu and Beili are fighting against each other, but you and I are the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes. It can be said that we don't know each other without fighting. In Mu Yunshan, I don't know what to call senior?"

Bei Li went up and down, only knowing about the invincible white-clothed grandmaster, but not the specific situation of this grandmaster.

"Jiang Wangsheng"

"Jiang Wangsheng" Mu Yunshan whispered softly, "Good name."

(End of this chapter)