City Marshal

Solange is really here!

When Chutian walked out of his residence, the entire Tibetan Palace was already full of people kneeling. Although Suolang was not the living Buddha of the Potala Palace, he was a symbol of the highest martial arts in Tibet. Almost all martial arts practitioners in the Tibetan Palace were His disciples and grandchildren, so Suo Lang came to enjoy the highest pilgrimage.

"Why did Master go down the mountain?"

There was a hint of joy on Yuntian's face, but also a hint of bewilderment. Suo Lang hadn't left the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for so many years, except that he was too old and too senior to walk, and more importantly, he had already seen through the ups and downs of the world. Rain, there is no greed for the bustling world.

"Maybe your master misses you."

Chu Tian patted the clothes on his body, and took up the topic with a light smile: "Maybe your master knew that there were many murders in Tibetan areas, so he came out to kill Xiaoxiao himself, or knew that Perseus had severely damaged the Tibetan Palace, so he came to kill Indians." The fierce god will avenge your dead brother."

Yun Tian smiled wryly: "Young commander, you really know how to joke!"

Hidden Dragon didn't speak, but followed respectfully.

While chatting and laughing, the three of them had already turned to the gate of the palace. Although the guards guarding the surrounding area were more heavily guarded than usual, their expressions revealed tranquility invisibly. It must be Suo Lang's arrival that made them completely at ease. This expression made Chu Tian feel ashamed , secretly feeling that I am not doing enough.

The guards had known Chu Tian and the others for a long time, so they bowed slightly and let the three of them in.

"Young commander, this way please!"

A guard turned to Chutian and the others, "Master and King Zao are in the back garden."

"Master!"

When approaching the gloomy garden, besides smelling the breath of death belonging to the king of Tibet, Chu Tian also felt an indescribable pressure coming. Obviously, it was the powerful momentum of Master Suo Lang immersed in the plateau and snow-capped mountains. The fate of Tianxia Consciousness resisted, but Yuntian looked happy.

He rushed towards the hidden wooden door of the back garden like a newborn calf, and shouted the word "Master" loudly, showing Yuntian's respect and favor for Suo Lang. Flying upside down, Yun Tian was like a jungle cheetah when he broke in...

At this time, he retreated like a frightened bird, in a very embarrassing situation!

Chu Tian stopped walking, surprised: "Yun Tian, ​​what's wrong?"

I saw Yuntian turning three or four tendons in the air, and at the moment when his body strength was at its peak, the tantric handprints covered his whole body like rain, and a piece of hand light covered his body. I don't know what invisible force he was resisting. And kept retreating backwards, not daring to stop in the slightest!

Yuntian was spinning faster and faster in the air, and the Vajra Seal was also getting faster and faster, and finally turned into two streamers. He only heard him shout, and swung his hands forward together. After a muffled pop, he stopped, An emerald green branch was split in two by him, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

After Yun Tian put his feet up, he raised his eyebrows.

He wanted to take a deep breath to relieve his painstaking efforts, but he felt a tightness in his chest, and a smear of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably. If he hadn't used the tip of his teeth to hold it back in time, Yun Tian would have spurted out early. There is no doubt, He was shocked by the killing intent contained in that branch.

Damn!This is too powerful, right?

Chu Tian looked at the branches on the ground, and then at the bleeding Yun Tian, ​​his eyes showed disbelief, the hidden dragon behind him and the guards on both sides were even more horrified, they naturally knew the overbearing handprint of Yun Tian Tantric Sect, and also knew that he was Suo The descendant of Master Lang, one of the strongest in the world.

But who would have thought that someone would force him out of the backyard with just a branch.

There are only a few people in this world who have such an unfathomable realm, and the people who can easily retreat from the sky in the Tibetan King's Mansion are undoubtedly only Suolang who has just arrived in the Tibetan King's Mansion. Thinking of this, Hidden Dragon and more than a dozen guards knelt down straight.

Not fear, but supreme reverence!

A helpless smile flashed across Chutian's face. Master Suo Lang was obviously trying to test his disciples like he was learning without a knife, but Yuntian was in a hurry when he only smashed a branch from it. He didn't know whether it was because the master was too domineering or Yuntian was too careless , but he is clear: there are people out there!

"Master, I don't know what Yun Tian did wrong?"

Yun Tian also half-kneeled on the ground, with absolute respect on his face: "Let Master take punishment?"

A warm and peaceful laughter rang out, like a stream slowly seeping into the soil, softly: "You did nothing wrong! It's just that the teacher wants to find out if you have made progress these days. Can you hone by the young commander's side?" A rare fate, so I hope you didn't waste it."

"I just tried it, and I am quite pleased."

The voice slowly drifted out from inside, but Chu Tian never saw the shadow of Master Suo Lang.

He thought for a while, and decided to stand still. At this time, Suo Lang continued to speak: "You rushed into the backyard with joy on your face and excitement, but you didn't get carried away, and you always maintained a touch of clarity to deal with danger, so you were able to catch it in time. When I saw my shot, I blocked it!"

Yun Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then responded respectfully: "This disciple is still not good enough. Although he caught the master waving a tree branch, he still couldn't stop the master's fighting spirit. Changing [-] kinds of tantric handprints is still useless; this disciple is so ineffective. , and ask Master to punish..."

"Punishment for what?"

The voice came from the back garden again, but this time the wooden door was slowly opened: "I am already very pleased with your current achievements, so why are you talking about punishment? Stop kneeling! Get up! Come in with the young commander. Zao just brewed a pot of butter tea and cut four pieces of cheese."

Before Yun Tian opened his mouth to answer, Chu Tian took a step forward and said, "Master Xie."

Then the two went straight into the back garden of King Zao, which is rare in the world. There are no birdsong, flowers, rockery and flowing water, just a large yard and a few small wooden houses, and there is a stone table in the middle of the yard, standing beside the table An old man whose age could not be discerned on the surface.

The old man stood in the light as high as a mountain and as deep as an ocean. Under his pale eyebrows, his eyes were as quiet and clear as snow. In Chu Tian, ​​there was a halo on his iron-black cheeks.

Seeing the old man, Yun Tian immediately lowered his head: "Master!"

The old man glanced at him but did not respond, instead he cast his eyes on Chu Tian's face. Chu Tian suddenly felt Suo Lang's rock-like killing intent, and his whole body subconsciously resisted. Locked together, Master Suo Lang shouted like a thunderbolt.

"Young commander, do you dare to fight?"

Surprise appeared on Yuntian's face, he didn't expect his master to make a move as soon as he saw Chutian, he wanted to say something but was afraid of his master's majesty and dared not speak, Chutian was also slightly taken aback, and then took a firm and powerful step forward, without the slightest rhythm In chaos, the light of Hongming's sword loomed: "War!"

It is not easy to say this word. Suo Lang's strength to repel Yuntian just now is clearly visible. Chutian knows in his heart that even if he fights with all his strength, he will lose more than win. But Chutian has always had a strong heart. In response to the challenge, he could no longer break through in martial arts.

So he gritted his teeth and challenged, after all, he was also someone who had played with Tianzang.

But as soon as the words fell, he felt that he had misjudged something, that is, he mistakenly thought that Master Suo Lang wanted to point out or test himself, so no matter how heavy his heart was, he had confidence, but when Suo Lang raised his hand, Chutian Knowing that I was wrong, and very wrong.

Overwhelming!

Master Suo Lang raised his hand and swung it, and the tantric handprint was imprinted on Chu Tian's heart like a mountain. Lang's gestures are very slow, but they have the irresistible momentum of a lotus flower blooming.

Tianzang fought with one hand at Mt. Fuji, but Suo Lang had a shocking blow at this moment.

Chu Tian fully believed that if he didn't go all out, Suo Lang would really kill himself under the handprint of Tantric Buddhism, so he suddenly raised his head, and swung the saber in his hand with all his strength, like a soaring eagle suddenly spreading its wings. At this moment, Chu Tian completely forgot about life and death.

He even forgot himself, he thought he was the sword.

Wanjun Thunder.

Under the coercion of Suo Lang's decades of skill, Chu Tian achieved the unity of human and sword.Solange is really here!

When Chutian walked out of his residence, the entire Tibetan Palace was already full of people kneeling. Although Suolang was not the living Buddha of the Potala Palace, he was a symbol of the highest martial arts in Tibet. Almost all martial arts practitioners in the Tibetan Palace were His disciples and grandchildren, so Suo Lang came to enjoy the highest pilgrimage.

"Why did Master go down the mountain?"

There was a hint of joy on Yuntian's face, but also a hint of bewilderment. Suo Lang hadn't left the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for so many years, except that he was too old and too senior to walk, and more importantly, he had already seen through the ups and downs of the world. Rain, there is no greed for the bustling world.

"Maybe your master misses you."

Chu Tian patted the clothes on his body, and took up the topic with a light smile: "Maybe your master knew that there were many murders in Tibetan areas, so he came out to kill Xiaoxiao himself, or knew that Perseus had severely damaged the Tibetan Palace, so he came to kill Indians." The fierce god will avenge your dead brother."

Yun Tian smiled wryly: "Young commander, you really know how to joke!"

Hidden Dragon didn't speak, but followed respectfully.

While chatting and laughing, the three of them had already turned to the gate of the palace. Although the guards guarding the surrounding area were more heavily guarded than usual, their expressions revealed tranquility invisibly. It must be Suo Lang's arrival that made them completely at ease. This expression made Chu Tian feel ashamed , secretly feeling that I am not doing enough.

The guards had known Chu Tian and the others for a long time, so they bowed slightly and let the three of them in.

"Young commander, this way please!"

A guard turned to Chutian and the others, "Master and King Zao are in the back garden."

"Master!"

When approaching the gloomy garden, besides smelling the breath of death belonging to the king of Tibet, Chu Tian also felt an indescribable pressure coming. Obviously, it was the powerful momentum of Master Suo Lang immersed in the plateau and snow-capped mountains. The fate of Tianxia Consciousness resisted, but Yuntian looked happy.

He rushed towards the hidden wooden door of the back garden like a newborn calf, and shouted the word "Master" loudly, showing Yuntian's respect and favor for Suo Lang. Flying upside down, Yun Tian was like a jungle cheetah when he broke in...

At this time, he retreated like a frightened bird, in a very embarrassing situation!

Chu Tian stopped walking, surprised: "Yun Tian, ​​what's wrong?"

I saw Yuntian turning three or four tendons in the air, and at the moment when his body strength was at its peak, the tantric handprints covered his whole body like rain, and a piece of hand light covered his body. I don't know what invisible force he was resisting. And kept retreating backwards, not daring to stop in the slightest!

Yuntian was spinning faster and faster in the air, and the Vajra Seal was also getting faster and faster, and finally turned into two streamers. He only heard him shout, and swung his hands forward together. After a muffled pop, he stopped, An emerald green branch was split in two by him, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

After Yun Tian put his feet up, he raised his eyebrows.

He wanted to take a deep breath to relieve his painstaking efforts, but he felt a tightness in his chest, and a smear of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably. If he hadn't used the tip of his teeth to hold it back in time, Yun Tian would have spurted out early. There is no doubt, He was shocked by the killing intent contained in that branch.

Damn!This is too powerful, right?

Chu Tian looked at the branches on the ground, and then at the bleeding Yun Tian, ​​his eyes showed disbelief, the hidden dragon behind him and the guards on both sides were even more horrified, they naturally knew the overbearing handprint of Yun Tian Tantric Sect, and also knew that he was Suo The descendant of Master Lang, one of the strongest in the world.

But who would have thought that someone would force him out of the backyard with just a branch.

There are only a few people in this world who have such an unfathomable realm, and the people who can easily retreat from the sky in the Tibetan King's Mansion are undoubtedly only Suolang who has just arrived in the Tibetan King's Mansion. Thinking of this, Hidden Dragon and more than a dozen guards knelt down straight.

Not fear, but supreme reverence!

A helpless smile flashed across Chutian's face. Master Suo Lang was obviously trying to test his disciples like he was learning without a knife, but Yuntian was in a hurry when he only smashed a branch from it. He didn't know whether it was because the master was too domineering or Yuntian was too careless , but he is clear: there are people out there!

"Master, I don't know what Yun Tian did wrong?"

Yun Tian also half-kneeled on the ground, with absolute respect on his face: "Let Master take punishment?"

A warm and peaceful laughter rang out, like a stream slowly seeping into the soil, softly: "You did nothing wrong! It's just that the teacher wants to find out if you have made progress these days. Can you hone by the young commander's side?" A rare fate, so I hope you didn't waste it."

"I just tried it, and I am quite pleased."

The voice slowly drifted out from inside, but Chu Tian never saw the shadow of Master Suo Lang.

He thought for a while, and decided to stand still. At this time, Suo Lang continued to speak: "You rushed into the backyard with joy on your face and excitement, but you didn't get carried away, and you always maintained a touch of clarity to deal with danger, so you were able to catch it in time. When I saw my shot, I blocked it!"

Yun Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then responded respectfully: "This disciple is still not good enough. Although he caught the master waving a tree branch, he still couldn't stop the master's fighting spirit. Changing [-] kinds of tantric handprints is still useless; this disciple is so ineffective. , and ask Master to punish..."

"Punishment for what?"

The voice came from the back garden again, but this time the wooden door was slowly opened: "I am already very pleased with your current achievements, so why are you talking about punishment? Stop kneeling! Get up! Come in with the young commander. Zao just brewed a pot of butter tea and cut four pieces of cheese."

Before Yun Tian opened his mouth to answer, Chu Tian took a step forward and said, "Master Xie."

Then the two went straight into the back garden of King Zao, which is rare in the world. There are no birdsong, flowers, rockery and flowing water, just a large yard and a few small wooden houses, and there is a stone table in the middle of the yard, standing beside the table An old man whose age could not be discerned on the surface.

The old man stood in the light as high as a mountain and as deep as an ocean. Under his pale eyebrows, his eyes were as quiet and clear as snow. In Chu Tian, ​​there was a halo on his iron-black cheeks.

Seeing the old man, Yun Tian immediately lowered his head: "Master!"

The old man glanced at him but did not respond, instead he cast his eyes on Chu Tian's face. Chu Tian suddenly felt Suo Lang's rock-like killing intent, and his whole body subconsciously resisted. Locked together, Master Suo Lang shouted like a thunderbolt.

"Young commander, do you dare to fight?"

Surprise appeared on Yuntian's face, he didn't expect his master to make a move as soon as he saw Chutian, he wanted to say something but was afraid of his master's majesty and dared not speak, Chutian was also slightly taken aback, and then took a firm and powerful step forward, without the slightest rhythm In chaos, the light of Hongming's sword loomed: "War!"

It is not easy to say this word. Suo Lang's strength to repel Yuntian just now is clearly visible. Chutian knows in his heart that even if he fights with all his strength, he will lose more than win. But Chutian has always had a strong heart. In response to the challenge, he could no longer break through in martial arts.

So he gritted his teeth and challenged, after all, he was also someone who had played with Tianzang.

But as soon as the words fell, he felt that he had misjudged something, that is, he mistakenly thought that Master Suo Lang wanted to point out or test himself, so no matter how heavy his heart was, he had confidence, but when Suo Lang raised his hand, Chutian Knowing that I was wrong, and very wrong.

Overwhelming!

Master Suo Lang raised his hand and swung it, and the tantric handprint was imprinted on Chu Tian's heart like a mountain. Lang's gestures are very slow, but they have the irresistible momentum of a lotus flower blooming.

Tianzang fought with one hand at Mt. Fuji, but Suo Lang had a shocking blow at this moment.

Chu Tian fully believed that if he didn't go all out, Suo Lang would really kill himself under the handprint of Tantric Buddhism, so he suddenly raised his head, and swung the saber in his hand with all his strength, like a soaring eagle suddenly spreading its wings. At this moment, Chu Tian completely forgot about life and death.

He even forgot himself, he thought he was the sword.

Wanjun Thunder.

Under the coercion of Suo Lang's decades of skill, Chu Tian achieved the unity of human and sword.