Chapter 351 Nine Kills

Nine Killing Taiwan is one of the most famous Taiwan in Wuyun City. It is fifty feet high and ninety feet in radius. It is made of countless huge chicken blood stones, and the Xuanhuang Dynasty was just founded. The dynasty was worried about internal and external troubles, and countless opportunities were waiting for chaos. In order to warn the world, the first generation of Xuanhuang Emperor recruited 100,000 people and built this nine-killing platform.

Since its successful construction, it has become a guillope for countless troublemakers. Throughout the ages, the heads of countless people have piled up into this high platform. To the west of the high platform is a cliff. Countless cut heads or unburied corpses were thrown under the cliff...

Under the cliff, there have been cloudy clouds for many years, and there is no bottom. It is said that there are countless grievances hovering here. No one has ever dared to linger here...

On the high platform, the grass is moistened by the blood of countless people. Many one-person-tall weeds appear red. Legend has it that they have mutated because they absorbed the blood of many people... From a distance, this high platform is unusually conspicuous, because the color of the high platform is made of germanium red chicken blood stone... In order to prevent martial arts masters from being too powerful and being destroyed. Legend has it that when it was just built, the bottom of the high platform was consolidated by everyone with a sky-to-sky formation. At the same time, he was used by Taoist masters to suppress countless grievances... However, after all, legends are legends, which are often worn and attached, which is unbelievable...

It is precisely because this high platform is so famous that it has become the best place for countless masters to fight. If two people, or two families, have an inextricable grudge. If you have to end it with your bloodshed. People usually choose this place, so it has become a place for duels, regardless of killing and burying...

June 15, overcast, light rain.

It is often deserted and lonely like hell, and the inaccessible nine-killing platform suddenly becomes lively. Watching the lively crowd gathered at Jiu Killingtai from time to time... From time to time, warriors with knives and swords appear. By the time, at least tens of thousands of people had gathered on the nine-killing stage...

In the discussion, it turned out that today is the seven-day appointment of the official duel between the Sikong Split Sky of the Xuanhuang Dynasty and the Tianmo Wild Lion from the Tianmo Empire...

Originally, the court did not publicize the competition, but the news spread all over Wuyun City as if it had wings. Hundreds of martial arts practitioners around here got this news...

Look.

It was originally a major feature of the people of the Xuanhuang Dynasty. People of the Xuanhuang Dynasty don't like to watch the sky, the earth, the bustle, the flowers, the snow, the wind and the moon. Not to mention such a big thing. However, this time, there is no usual hustle and bustle among the people who come and go, and people's expressions are difficult to hide the solemnity in their hearts. It seems that there are some concerns... This is the second characteristic of the Xuanhuang Dynasty. When you are your compatriots, you come and go, fight happily, and don't be afraid of big things. But once it comes to foreigners, all people will rarely unite like orders... This is also a mystery that sociologists from all over the world have been trying to solve...

There are basically several pieces in the field, which are very noticeable. There are about hundreds of people in black, all of whom are burly men, and they are members of the Skyhawk Gang. Led by Lei Zhentian. He sat on a wide black sandalwood chair, with three middle-aged people standing behind him. The breath is so deep that people can't feel their background. It is the four-square eagle king of the Sky Eagle Gang in Wuyun City: Black Eagle King, Demon Eagle King, Iron Eagle King, and Peerless Eagle King. Everyone's skills have reached the level of gathering gas at the beginning of time...

On the outer edge of the crowd stood a group of men with a hundred clothes. He held a dog stick in his hand. Although he was dressed in rags, no one dared to look down on him in the crowd. Because these people are the largest number of beggars in Wuyun City. Sitting on a bluestone stool in front of everyone was a neatly dressed middle-aged man with a jade-like face. The middle-aged man's face was white and needless. It was Long Tianzhu, the leader of the beggar gang, who also stood behind him. It is the three heroes of the beggar gang, and they are also called the peerless three beggars. These people's cultivation should be in the initial state of gathering gas, but several people have a unique skill, that is, the skill of joint attack...

To the right of the crowd stood a group of men in purple. Their faces are gloomy and their eyes are gloomy. It is the righteous gang in Wuyun City. Although it is known as a righteous gang, it has done some unscrupulous things behind its back... Yin Tianqiu was sitting on a black wooden chair with his eyes closed. No one knew what he was thinking. The four burly middle-aged people standing behind him are the four of the five tiger generals in the Zhengqi Gang: the magic tiger, the fierce tiger, the white tiger and the mountain demon tiger. As for Duan Chenghu, he was abolished by Han Feng... The remaining four tigers are all cultivated above the initial state of gas gathering...

To the east of the crowd is a group of men in blue. He is powerful and has extraordinary martial arts. It is the Green Snake Gang. The scribe in the middle is dressed in blue, with a face like purple jade and elegant temperament. He is She Junhao, the leader of the Green Snake Gang. Behind him stood two strange people. One is a thin and short man with a sallow face and small eyes like a poisonous snake. Slightly squinted, as if he were short-sighted. He kept staring at the front and didn't look around. But there was a cold smell on his body, and the people around him seemed unwilling to be next to him, and his side became a no man's land. He didn't care, just fought quietly. This man is the Green Snake King of the Green Snake Gang. The person in his left hand formed a great contrast with him, fat and fat, like an elephant, tall and fat... More like a meat mountain, this person's face seems to have a smile all year round. Even if you slap him, you won't drop a few smiles. This man is Linshan, the king of the Green Snake Gang, and the general manager of the Green Snake Gang...

This is the four gangs in Wuyun City, so these men are naturally indispensable for such major events. And these people are just their superficial people...

In the far north of the Nine Killing Platform, there is a tall balcony. A hexagonal pavilion was built on it. The simple can no longer be simple. The glazed tiles on the pavilion have long changed color, and some places have lost their original color and fallen off. Because it is far away from the place of the martial arts competition, we can only look at it and can't look closely, so people rarely stay here. Just take a slight look and hurried forward. Everyone wants to occupy a good place and doesn't want to miss the best competition...

At this time, the two put a piece of oil paper in the pavilion. There is a braised roast chicken, two Yupinxuan hairy crabs, and a pot of old wine drinking there...

The two look elegant, both of whom are about 40 people, wearing purple satin robes and half a month of peace jade hanging around their waists. The long black hair is carefully tied with jasper hairpins and looks like two rich men. It's more like two well-learned people going out to enjoy the scenery...

However, the appearance of the two is not flattering. Both of them grabbed the brine on the oil paper and ate happily and took a sip of the wine in the pot from time to time... If the people in Wuyun City know the identity of these two people, I'm afraid they will flock to see. You may even forget the competition in the distance. Because these two are not others, but Li Jing of Wuyun City and his great apprentice Nie Feng...

"Master, it seems that a lot of people have come." Fengshen stretched out his neck and swallowed a piece of chicken, wiped the oil on the oil on his hand paper, took a sip of the wine pot in front of him, and said to the national master Li Jingtian, "Oh, the four mallet looks very majestic..." The four invincible gangs have become the four mallet in his mouth, but he really has such qualifications...

Li Jingtian also grabbed the wine pot and took a sip, and then said, "The four gangs are just the four gangs on the surface of Wuyun City. Because they can't affect the existence of the court, the Xuanhuang Dynasty turned a blind eye to these people. Allow them to exist... As for the real master, he hides quietly. These are the real strong practitioners of the Xuanhuang Dynasty. Among them, there are many people who practice immortals and Taoism. These people are really terrible... Cough..." Li Guoshi coughed. Fengshen complained: "The apprentice has said that the taste of this Chunyang wine is strong. If you don't drink much, just drink less and treat it as a wind every time..."

Li Guoshi wiped the remaining liquor from his mouth with his satin sleeves and said, "This spring wine is really him... Grandma's strong, but it's really good wine... If there is a chance, let that stinky boy send a few pots as a teacher..." If Han Feng could hear Li Guoshi's national scolding here, he would be stunned.

Fengshen frowned and continued to complain, "How many times have your apprentice said that you should pay attention to self-cultivation? This is in public, no better than at home..." Li Guoshi's face was a little embarrassed. He looked into the distance and said, "It's the beginning of a good play. Watch the play, watch the play... Ha ha..." Li Jingtian has also changed a lot in temper since he broke through in the realm, and even some of them have rejuvenated... This is what Fengshen didn't expect. Their master and apprentice seemed to go back to the previous years, which surprised him...

Fengshen turned his head to the distance and said casually, "That old boy was shrewd this time and didn't send an army."

Li Guoshi did not look back and said, "What do you know? This old boy doesn't send troops to limit this martial arts competition to the world. It can be attacked and retreated. It is gratifying to win. It has grown the prestige of my Xuanhuang Dynasty. If it is defeated, it will not lose the dignity of the official family... Well, that guy is coming." He closed his mouth and looked at the empty and lonely place in the distance, as if there was something there...

As far as Li Jingtian's eyes are, a group of people are slowly coming. The crowd unconsciously gave way.

This group of people are desert lions and others. Bisma, a thick and red-haired lion, walked to the front with his head raised, as if he were looking no one in the eye. He was followed by two virtual masters, the commandment ghost head and the big ninja moon monk. The envoy of the Mo Empire did not appear that day, probably because the Xuanhuang Dynasty defined this competition at the level of the world, so it was not appropriate for him to appear...

Behind them are the strong men of the burly and tall Tianmo Empire. About dozens of people knew at a glance that these people came from the military. Dozens of people, with the same pace and awe-inspiring eyes. Following closely behind the deserted lion, it looks the same... The people of the Tianmo Empire are better than the people of the Xuanhuang Dynasty in terms of their stature. Therefore, these people walk in the crowd, with yellow, red or gray hair. Some people still wear small braids, leather coats, and have a sense of standing out from the crowd...

The crowd of discussion suddenly appeared, "See? This is the man of the desert empire that day. He really looks like a beast, and his hair is still red..." The people of the Desert Empire walked arrogantly, cursing everywhere, and sarcasm continued. Bismarck, the wild lion in the sky, has been walking to the high platform as if he had never seen or heard of it. The strange-faced head behind him suddenly glanced at the cursed person, his gray eyes flashed through the crowd, and the cursed and discussion suddenly stopped. Those who spoke felt that their chest was as if someone had been hit by a circle, and their faces were pale and could no longer speak. They don't know that at this simple glance, their life expectancy will be reduced by three years...