Lu Yuan fell silent, closed his eyes slightly, and said with a sarcastic smile as if talking to himself: "The land god... such a big tone, such a big hand."

Wang Tiansheng seemed not to have heard the disdain in Lu Yuan's words, and bowed and said: "As long as Mr. Lu agrees, all the past affairs can be cancelled.

Liyang will treat you with the courtesy of a national advisor. Your husband will go to the palace with his troops to face the saints. Civil servants will see you get off the sedan chair. Military generals will see you get off your horse. The escorts in the four directions can hang the dragon flag and rest with the country..."

Murong Wuzhu was so stupid that he even forgot to cry and looked at Lu Yuan blankly, suspecting that he was dreaming.

When did Zhao Gou become so easy to talk to?

And resting with the country...even if she doesn't understand government affairs, she still knows the weight of these four words.

What did Mr. Lu do to make Li Yang choose to pay such a high price to recruit him?

"That's enough." Lu Yuan interrupted Wang Tiansheng softly and said calmly: "Why me?

There are many experts who are loyal to you, Liyang, so why put such a big bargaining chip on me? "

Wang Tiansheng paused and replied respectfully: "Li Yang is thirsty for talents."

"Did Yuan Benxi ask you to say that?" Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes and asked.

"I'm just following orders and responsible for passing on the message." Wang Tiansheng said expressionlessly: "As for who said it, I shouldn't know."

"Then you also send a message for me." Lu Yuan smiled and said: "Go back and tell Yuan Benxi that you want me to join Liyang, and leave it to three of me."

"Sir, please speak."

"Zhao Zhi, Zhao Yi, Zhao Huangchao." The sarcasm in Lu Yuan's eyes became more intense, "They are all from your Zhao family, so this request shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Wang Tiansheng did not speak and thought to himself: "I have been told by the superiors that if Mr. Lu has not thought about it well, then please ask Mr. Lu to go to Tai'an City and think about it carefully. He will eventually figure it out."

"Just you?" Lu Yuanqiang sat up and said with a smile, "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

"King Guangling has led his people to wait outside the city." Wang Tiansheng saluted and said, "We, Zhao Gou, are responsible for escorting Mr. Lu out of the city."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yuan heard light or heavy footsteps coming from all around. After realizing it, Murong Wuzhu quickly looked around and saw dozens of people dressed in different clothes walking towards them.

Among them were traders, warriors, coolies pulling carts, and women dressed seductively... The only thing they had in common was that they all had expressionless faces and cold eyes.

Like a pack of hyenas hunting a lion.

Lu Yuan did not look around, but stared at Wang Tiansheng and said softly: "So many first- and second-grade masters gathered in Emperor Wu's city. It seems that it was not a sudden move, but a premeditated plan."

"We didn't expect it to go so smoothly." Wang Tiansheng said indifferently: "Mr. Lu, God's will, you should go back to Tai'an with us."

"Zhao Gou, Guangling Army..." Lu Yuan called to Murong Wuzhu to help him up, and chuckled: "Based on Yuan Benxi's strategy, there should be more than just these two trump cards, right?"

"I don't know about that." Wang Tiansheng stretched out his hand to move around and said calmly: "After today, Zhao Gou's stronghold in Emperor Wu City will be abolished.

After paying such a high price, I hope Mr. Lu will not let us return empty-handed.

Don't make it difficult for us. "

.......

The originally calm surface of the East China Sea was now surging with huge waves, and the rising mist turned the surface of the sea into a hazy fairyland.

From time to time, there were harsh sounds of metal shattering in the water mist, and the mist surged and trembled. Occasionally, a cut was made by the sword energy, revealing Li Chungang who was fighting with Wang Xianzhi with all his strength.

Although the Jian River is long, it is not endless.

Facing the oncoming sword river, Wang Xianzhi advanced instead of retreating. He swung out his fists at will, smashing all the long swords close to him, and walked slowly towards Li Chungang in the air.

Li Chungang's mind moved slightly, and the long sword flew towards Wang Xianzhi one after another like a dead soldier. At this moment, he seemed to sense something, and he suddenly looked towards the direction of Emperor Wu City, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Lu Yuan is in a dead end." Wang Xianzhi casually held a long sword in two, and said calmly to Li Chungang, whose face became increasingly ugly: "Senior, you can't help him."

"Did you also arrange it for Zhao Gou?"

Wang Xianzhi shook his head and said calmly: "Why should I, Wang Xianzhi, do things in the hands of others?"

Li Chungang fell into silence upon hearing this, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Wang Xianzhi's expression remained unchanged, and he punched the air hard. With a bang, Li Chungang's figure reappeared, and his empty sleeve was slowly broken, and was swept high into the sky by the strong wind like catkins.

Wang Xianzhi glanced at the blood mark on his hand and said seriously: "Senior, if you continue to be distracted in a battle with me, you will die."

Li Chungang was extremely anxious. He thought that if Wang Xianzhi was lured away, Lu Yuan would be rescued by Xu Fengnian's people. Unexpectedly, a group of Zhao Gou would appear at this time.

He wanted to go back and save people, but seeing Wang Xianzhi like this, he would never let him leave easily.

Thinking of this, Li Chungang took a breath and stretched out his hand in the air like a sword. The seawater mixed with weapon fragments under his feet was suddenly sucked to his side, and a long sword several miles long quickly took shape beside him.

"Trojan horse and ox..." Seeing the shape of the long sword beside Li Chungang, Wang Xianzhi's eyes showed a look of reminiscence.

"I promised you, Mr. Lu, that I will take care of everything." Li Chungang's aura was rising steadily, causing Wang Xianzhi to look cautiously. "How can there be any reason in this world for a master to lie to his disciples?"

Li Chungang's voice was very calm, and his empty hand waved lightly in the air as he spoke.

Thousands of miles of white mist, separated by a sword!

The onlookers' eyes widened as they looked at the sword, which was beyond their imagination, and smashed the figure, who was as small as an ant compared to the sword, into the sea.

Boom!

The sea surface stirred up huge waves, roaring towards the shore.

The onlookers hurriedly backed away, and the cries of crying for their fathers and mothers could be heard everywhere. They all hated their parents for having two fewer legs, fearing that they would run slower than the people around them.

The crowd who didn't get the chance to live a good life couldn't care less about gloating at this moment. They stared blankly at Li Chungang standing in the sky on the sea. After a long while, someone stammered.

"Yes... who won?"

The person next to him shook his head dully and murmured: "It seems that Li Chungang won."

"Is Wang Xianzhi defeated like this?"

"Li Chungang is the sword god of the older generation after all. He...look at the sea!"

Everyone was startled and quickly looked in the direction of the man's finger.

A huge vortex appeared on the sea, and a figure shot out from it, punching Li Chungang, knocking him back a hundred meters.

Li Chungang stabilized his body, coughed slightly, stretched out his hand to hold it again, and the several-mile-long sword slowly reduced to normal size and flew into his hand.

Wang Xianzhi did not stop him. He stretched out his hand and touched his chest, expelling Li Chungang's sword intent from his body, and the slender sword mark stopped bleeding outward.

He looked at Li Chungang, who had received a blow with his full strength, and his sword intent was gradually rising. The fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense, and he said loudly: "Senior in the past showed mercy. Although Wang won, he still has regrets.

Today I am lucky enough to ask my senior to open the Heavenly Gate with his sword! "

Li Chungang covered his mouth and coughed again, casually smeared the blood on the dirty sheepskin, and said lightly: "As you wish."

Another sword strike.

The sky and the sea were divided into two halves.

Wang Xianzhi quickly blocked his face with his arms, and his sleeves were shattered by the sword energy. Behind him, a door with faint strings coming from was slowly emerging from the sky.

On the ground, at the top of the outer wall of Emperor Wu City, a child wearing a Taoist robe had his hands behind his back, looking up at the two men fighting.

Beside him, there were dozens of corpses lying.

If they were people in the city, they would be able to recognize them at a glance as the martial slaves in Emperor Wu's city!

When he saw the Tianmen, the child's face was filled with unabashed envy and longing, and he said to himself: "Li Chungang really did it."

He subconsciously wanted to fly up, but suddenly he seemed to think of something. He turned his head with difficulty and walked towards the city. He gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be in a hurry, the Yang God passing through the gate of heaven will not be as good as the physical body ascending after all!"

After that, he looked towards Emperor Wu's city, and seemed to see Lu Yuan surrounded by Zhao Gou. He licked his lips greedily, and his innocent child's face turned into an extremely ferocious one.

"Zhao Huangchao, you'd better not lie to me.

If Lu Yuan were not the man with great fortune, I and you would be at odds with each other! "

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