Today I hold the world

The name Gu Santong was heard by Zhong Ziyan when he was hunting tigers and joining the army outside the gate of Wangcheng that day.

The reason why I was so impressed was that this person can be regarded as a very powerful martial arts practitioner in the group of mortals, and his true energy martial arts has reached the acquired state. Not to mention thirty or fifty ordinary mortals, even if a hundred people join forces to fight him, it will be impossible. It's less than a little bit cheaper.

According to the division of ordinary worlds, Houtian Martial Realm is already a figure who can establish a sect, and what is even more rare is that this Gu Santong should not be older than 40 years old.

At that moment, this person walked straight along the small street, and there was no one blocking the road. When he came to the end of the road, he suddenly stopped and stepped back. Three copper evacuated grounds.

I heard Yanweixing said that the assassin who assassinated the king of Liang was this person, and I don't know what grudges and hatreds are behind them. At this time, this person has been forced into this narrow street. There is no way out, except for the sky, there is no escape. .

The sound of horseshoes came from the entrance of South Street, and the kicking and kicking were strong and powerful. The fiery red mane of the horse fluttered like a flame, and a middle-aged majestic man who was about the same size as Gu Santong sat on it. When he was 50 years old, with solemn sword eyebrows, he held the rein and stared at Gu Santong, who looked like a handsome character on the battlefield for a long time.

"Junior brother, let's arrest you with your arms tied, the crime of killing the king, no one will protect you anymore!"

Soldiers who are used to fighting on the battlefield know that there is a particularly exciting voice. It is the cheering roar from the heart of the commander before the army rushes to kill. This kind of voice is not made by ordinary people. Only the victorious generals can exude it.

The voice of the man riding the red war horse is full of irresistible awe. For the enemy, it is a kind of power that can make the spirit tremble and panic.

"Bind your hands? Hehehahaha, senior brother, you and I come from the same school. Did Master teach you how to dare to tie your hands one day in this life?"

Gu Santong is obviously more quack-like, and there is a sense of heroism in his words.

Apart from the inn where Zhong Ziyan’s grandson lived, there are three small shops and a Wangcheng family in this street less than [-] feet away. At this time, they are hiding in the house honestly and dare not probe. When it comes to the royal family, who dares to show up at this time.

The soldiers were obviously afraid of Gu Santong, but the presence of their coach on the spot gave them some confidence. Each of them held the handle of the knife, and with just one order, the light of the knife would spread all over the streets.

"Father Heaven and Earth, this is taught by Master. You and I have gone our separate ways since we graduated from the teacher. Who forgot the teacher's order?" The coach riding a horse outside the street blinked indifferently. From his calm demeanor and words, one could feel So far, he has the certainty of victory to capture Gu Santong.

Wearing a gray robe, Gu Santong pointed his gun straight at him, and asked sharply, "Who is it? Is it kingly or chivalrous? Is it born to fight and die to fight, or is it King Qin who assists and loots the world?

Back then you and I fought against the enemy with the army and threatened that if you couldn't wrap your body in horse leather, you would die of old age. Now, you are an extremely powerful minister. You are a powerful minister. You are so majestic. Just count how many good deeds you have done ?

In this life, Gu has lived a frank and open life, never afraid of anyone's criticism, the reason for killing Liang Qing, I'm afraid few people in the entire army don't know?

Since my son died unjustly in prison, I want the entire Liang Kingdom to be buried with him. Wherever the battle went, where is it! "

After some questioning, the aura of the whole body became higher and higher with the passage of time. The biggest difference between the Houtian martial arts and ordinary martial artists is that the true energy is released. The black tiger in the mountains and forests that has been lying in bed for many years gradually regained his spirits, and he is about to start killing.

Lie Huhou over there shook his head helplessly: "Junior brother, you and I are from the same school, and the exercises we learn are exactly the same, you can't beat mine."

Gu Santong rushed straight to the soldiers who blocked him not far away, and laughed wildly: "How can people who practice martial arts dare not climb the mountain because of its height!"

There is a huge disparity in strength between the Houtian Martial Realm and ordinary soldiers, and they are so close. It is easy for Gu Santong to kill a few people. As the actual controller of the Tiger Hunter, how could the Lord of the Tiger Hunter allow such a thing to happen? Immediately ordered:

"Retreat and wait for the opportunity to shoot him with Xuanyuan crossbow arrows!"

Behind him, Jin Jiajun, who fought with Gu Santong at the gate of the city a few days ago, asked in amazement, "Your Majesty, are you really going to shoot him?"

"nonsense."

The fierce fight between Lie Huhou and Gu Santong is not something ordinary people can participate in. Both of them have stepped into the Houtian Martial Realm, and the energy they dissipated shattered the wooden tables and stools on all sides.

Zhong Ziyan's grandfather and grandson saw very clearly from the inn building. The moves of the two are very similar, and their internal strength is also evenly matched. Zhong Shouyi asked:

"Grandpa, who among them will win?"

Zhong Ziyan stroked his beard and smiled: "The gray clothes have a deeper foundation, while the red clothes have more profound moves. Recruiting pays more attention to pain points.

Martial arts practice to the end is all about internal strength, Hongyi is eager to win, but falls behind. "

"In that case, wouldn't the Lord of Hunting Tiger be losing?" Zhong Shou said.

"Not necessarily. According to Grandpa, the loser may be Huiyi."

"Why?"

Zhong Ziyan signaled Zhong Shouyi to observe the Xuanyuan ballista that had already been set up outside the arena. There was a row of nine iron-tipped spears and arrows inside, and there were nine ballistas set up at different angles.

"Despicable!" Zhong Shouyi said bitterly.

"In matters involving power, winners and losers, for one thing, you should not stick to secular etiquette in the future. If you achieve great things, you still need to use these methods." Zhong Ziyan taught.

"But this kind of behavior is really shameless. Since grandpa is a cultivator, does he also agree with the practice of the tiger hunter?"

"Cultivators are also human beings. The more things you carry in the future, the more you will understand that there are only one or two directions for you to choose for most things in this world. If you don't choose, you will not be able to complete them. At that time, I hope you can still be like today." This way you can tell black and white at a glance.”

Regardless of whether it is the world of mortals or the world of comprehension, where interests are involved, many rules require people to go through hardships to realize them.

What Zhong Ziyan can do is to let Zhong Shouyi understand the most fundamental truth, and let him experience the rest.

The battle between Lie Huhou and Gu Santong in the street reached the most tragic moment. Both sides had already separated. At the moment of separation, Gu Santong circled softly with his hands, and a golden Tai Chi figure slowly emerged. He stood on the upper floor of the inn to watch the battle. Zhong Ziyan's eyes showed surprise.

Then I heard Liehu Hou screaming: "Yishui Mijing, have you completed it?"