Young people's singing: playing and singing, Asking the Sword Xueyue City

The moon is dark and windy.

The night shrouded the vast desert, and the wild sand flew and covered the sky.

Mu Liang City looked even more depressed and desolate in the dark, but at this time there was a powerful and evil black qi, as if it wanted to devour this lonely city.

Standing above the head of the ruined city, the lone sword immortal Luo Qingyang, dressed in a gray robe, had a deep and desolate face, as if he had seen the impermanence and helplessness of the world.

He was holding an incomparably long sword in his hand, Jiuge, and he stood in front of him, tall and proud, as if he could not be beaten.

The Lone Sword Immortal looked down at the ruined city gate, surprise flashed in his eyes, and his hand couldn't help but clench Jiuge.

"This is a corpse, the art of the ghost path?" Luo Qingyang's expression froze, searching for information about the art of driving corpses from his mind, except for sporadic knowledge of the art of driving corpses, there was nothing else.

Because he saw the army of puppets with dense corpses quietly coming, and the fierce wind that followed was raging in the Gobi, flying dust, casting a layer of darkness over the already uncertain sky.

This corpse army did not speak, nor attacked, but just stood there quietly, quietly watching this Muliang City, they exuded a cold and gloomy aura.

It has to be said.

When Luo Qingyang saw this scene, his heart fell like snowflakes, he took a deep breath, and a fine cold sweat oozed from his palm.

That's an army of nearly 10,000 people.

Even if his cultivation realm was close to half a step now, it would take a vicious battle to deal with such an army.

Suddenly.

The corpse puppet army stood apart to make way for a path.

There was a huge black dog that emitted blue flames, and the fierce god strolled viciously.

And above the black dog, cross-legged sat a beggar in a blue and red shirt, playing with a black flute in his hand.

The beggar had a peerless face, but his face was cold and unmatched.

On the left and right of the beggar stood two white-eyed men, one of them was a one-armed man carrying a huge knife in one hand, and the other was a gray old man.

Immediately behind, behind the beggar, there were five men and women with dull pupils on the left and right.

Luo Qingyang carefully glanced at the white old man, who he recognized.

He used to be the personal shadow guard of the first emperor, the most outstanding disciple of Xueyu Spring, and he knew the masters around the various princes very well.

That white old man was Xiao Tianquan, who was once the master of the fourth prince of Apocalypse City.

Today he just received news from the palace that Xiao Yu was killed by an arrow from a man named Lu Yi when he was besieging and suppressing the Tianquan Sect.

But because Lu Yi disappeared, he couldn't find someone to avenge Xiao Yu, and could only wait for news in Mu Liangcheng in the palace.

Once Lu Yi's traces are discovered, he will not hesitate to strike.

Do you say?

The beggar in front of him is the murderer of Xiao Yu?

When Luo Qingyang thought of this, his eyes revealed a breath of anger.

"Who are you?" Why did you come to my Muliang City? Luo Qingyang asked coldly, this Muliang City was because he had saved the first emperor many times, and the first emperor gave him a city before he died, and he chose Mu Liang City.

The reason why Muliang City was chosen is because Muliang City was originally an important city to guard the west of the imperial city, and it was Xiongguan in the west, but a hundred years ago there was a big defeat with foreign forces here, there were 100,000 troops ambushed here, no one converged, violent corpses wilderness, and then the countries of the Western Regions moved south, and the Apocalypse Imperial Court re-elected Biluo City as a border city, and a hundred years later, Muliang City became a desert and turned into dust.

And he practiced the peerless, unique desolate sword.

Muliang City is the best place.

He, Luo Qingyang, stayed here for more than ten years.

Just to train the Desolate Sword to a great extent, go to the palace to meet his beloved junior sister Yi Wenjun.

Lu Yi looked at Luo Qingyang, the head of the five great sword immortals, faintly drawing his sword, and said coldly: "It seems that you know who I am, sure enough, that woman let you make a move?"

Luo Qingyang said indifferently: "So, you are here to send death?" "

Hey~" Lu Yi sighed and touched his nose: "No, you are wrong, I came to kill you."

Luo Qingyang's eyes were stunned and said, "Kill me? You're pretty confident!

Lu Yi stretched out a lazy waist on Big Yellow's body, and looked at Luo Qingyang with a bored look: "Whether you have confidence or not, we'll talk about it later."

"My name is Lu Yi, three days ago, I killed your righteous son Xiao Yu." Lu Yi's face is not afraid.

"I know about this, you are a killer cultivated by Tianquan." Luo Qingyang's eyes showed a cold light.

The corner of Lu Yi's mouth moved, unfolded his purple cloud wings and soared into the air, at the same level as Luo Qingyang, and said with an eye level: "No, you don't know, before you and I decide to live and die, allow me to say a few more words, can you?"

"Good." Luo Qingyang's pupils shrank slightly, and he said darkly: "This person is actually a demon person? What weird wings, the speed is not bad!

Lu Yi said coquettishly: "I killed Xiao Yu, as a righteous father, you will naturally kill me, this is normal."

"But the truth of the matter is not what you hear."

"I just want you to die a little clearer."

"The old man of Tianquan established the Tianquan Sect, the Tianquan Sect is in chaos everywhere, and has secretly killed many people over the years, the people near Youquan Town are miserable and complaining, and the real initiator is Xiao Yu, as a prince, in order to develop his power, kill innocents indiscriminately, eradicate dissidents, does he deserve to die?"

"Second, in the battle of the Tianquan Sect, it is not something I can do alone, there is Tang Lian, the chief disciple of Snow Moon City, Sikong Qianluo, the daughter of Sikong Changfeng, Lei Wujian, the younger brother of Li Hanyi, the younger brother of Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi, the unparalleled young lord of Unparalleled City, the owner of Beauty Zhuang, Tiannurui, the young sect master of Outer Heaven, Ye Anshi, and finally there is Xiao Chuhe, the king of Yong'an. These palaces didn't tell you.

Luo Qingyang was shocked when he heard this: "What do you mean is strange, and there is another secret?" Are you here to convince me not to kill you? You think I'll believe it? Xiao Yu is not such a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong, how could he collude with the Tianquan Sect?

"No, I'm not convincing you, and I'm not begging you to let me go!" That's not necessary, because you can't beat me. Lu Yi looked at Luo Qingyang proudly, and then said, "Believe it or not, I'm just saying some facts."

"Xiao Yu wanted to kill them with the help of the Tianquan Sect, and originally blamed Wuxin and the Tianquan Sect, so as to get the support of all forces. He even killed his younger brother Ye Anshi, even his brother Xiao Chuhe, excuse me, should Xiao Yu be killed?

"According to the information I know, you like Emperor Mingde's concubine Concubine Xuan, that is, your junior sister. But you should also know that Ye Anshi is the son of Concubine Xuan, excuse me, Xiao Yu is going to kill Ye Anshi, how does your junior sister Yi Wenjun feel? In other words, are you, kill Xiao Yu to avenge Ye Anshi? "

The five thousand iron-armored soldiers led by Xiao Yu surrounded and killed a few of our young people, if I don't kill, I fully believe that he will kill them all later, and such a ruthless person can't die!"

"And the reason why I came to Muliang City is because I guessed that Yi Wenjun will definitely let you make a move, with your nature, whatever that woman says, you are willing to do, I am worried that you will hurt my brothers after you go out, so simply solve you directly, once and for all."

After Luo Qingyang listened, his eyes wavered, and he seemed to believe Lu Yi's words a little, and his eyes showed a subtle complexity.

"Well said, you did a good job!"

"But, I'm sorry, he's my righteous son, so I'll still kill you!"

"I'll keep the whole corpse for you! Count it as my recognition of you.

"Boy, do you know that Muliang City is my city, here, I am invincible!"

"Even if Baili Dongjun, Xueyue Sword Immortal, and Gun Immortal go together, they can't win me!"

"I've made it clear, but if you still insist on killing me, then I won't be polite." Hearing Luo Qingyang's arrogant tone, Lu Yi smiled indifferently: "If I were outside Muliang City, I might not be able to defeat any of the other Sword Immortals, but in this Muliang City, even if your five great Sword Immortals join forces, I can easily kill you~

" "Senior, don't underestimate the young man, it hurts to hit your face for a while."

"Exactly, I sent a ghost general, I think you are very suitable!"