Chapter 257 Adding Fuel to the Flames!

(Literature Master m) Wentian Sword and Huangquan Dao haven't arrived in Zhongzhou yet, Zhongzhou is already in complete chaos!

Ask the 339th generation Sun Ji Chengzhi of Tianwu Sage, who said in Zhongzhou City: The descendants of Huangquan Sword Sage, dare to fight me? !

As soon as this sentence came out, I was immediately shocked!

In an instant, hundreds of descendants of Huangquan Sword Sage appeared, scrambling for a showdown with the 339th generation great-grandson of Wentian Wusheng!

And hundreds of people stood up and yelled: Ji Chengzhi, how old are you? My old man is a descendant of Wutian Wusheng! Here is the ancestral tablet as proof!

So so many descendants of the Martial Sage Wentian started fighting, fighting for a rightful name first...

And the hundreds of grandchildren of the "Huangquan Sword Saint" also turned against each other, fighting with great joy...

From all directions, the rivers and lakes rushing to Zhongzhou City are like crucian carp crossing the river, like the sand of the Ganges River, endless and endless.

Many people started fire mergers on the road.

The closer this situation is to Zhongzhou, the more intense it will be. As long as you meet on the road and the three sentences don't match, you know that the other party is also going to snatch Wentian Sword and Huangquan Sword, so you immediately turn your eyes on each other, draw the sword out of its sheath, and make a big kill. After solving a few competitors...

This lively situation reminded Chu Yang of two words: go to the market!

Yes, it's the market, and it's a super big market! After buying this time, I will never have the chance to buy things next time in this life.

This is how Chu Yang and Gu Duxing traveled along the way—

"Oh also..."

"Ahhhh..."

"I rely on!". "

"There are so many people..."

"Ah uh..."

Along the way, the two of them walked over with a stunned face and a dumbfounded emotion, almost cramped all over their bodies.

When they arrived outside Zhongzhou City, the eyes of the two almost popped out of their sockets!

I saw a large black crowd outside the gate of Zhongzhou City,

There are sabers with knives, cross-swords with cross-swords, and some holding axes, holding three-pronged forks, holding sledgehammers, and dancing with Emei stabs...

Naturally, there are also some empty-handed ones.

Outside the north city gate, there are thousands of people, and there are still people from afar, or groups of three, or teams of five, rushing like shooting stars to the moon.

"Open the door! Open the city gate!" Someone yelled hoarsely, furiously: "Why don't you let us in?"

"That's it!" Thousands of people clamored together: "Why don't you let us go in?"

"Could it be that you want to swallow Wentian Sword and Huangquan Sword all by yourself?"

"Exactly! If you annoy the old man, you will rebel!"

The emotions of the people in the city became more and more intense.

In the midst of the noise, a loud voice roared like a thunderbolt: "If you don't open the city gate, this city of Zhongzhou will be leveled!" Following the shout, a figure flew up, jumped seven or eight feet, and was almost level with the top of the city. Qi, exhaled in mid-air and said: "Your grandma's land! Open the city gate!"

Before finishing a sentence, he fell down. It fell to the ground with a puff.

Immediately, there was loud laughter outside the city gate, and hundreds of people shouted together: "If you don't open the city gate, this Zhongzhou City will be flattened!"...

Chu Yang looked cramped all over.

At this moment, the six tower-like big men on the periphery of the crowd suddenly turned around, walked towards the two of them in neat steps, and suddenly arrived in front of them: "You two, what are you doing? But you are also here to snatch Wentian Sword Land?"

"No, no, we are reading people." Chu Yang hastily smiled apologetically.

"Hmph, there are no good things in Reading People Plus!" The six big men glared at him angrily: "Be honest!"

"Yes, yes yes yes." Chu Yang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

The six big men left.

After a while, another group of questioners came, and after seven or eight waves of questioning, suddenly there was a commotion in front, and there was a ping-pong-pong fight.

"Bastard! You are allowed to come but we are not allowed to come? What is the reason for this?" Someone was indignant.

"Just don't allow it! What's the matter? If you are sensible, retreat quickly. If you still want to ask Tianjian and Huangquandao, I will kill you!" A tyrannical voice.

"What's the matter, is it you who asked about the Heavenly Sword?" Someone next to him couldn't see it or hear it.

"What's the matter? Are you not convinced? Are you itchy?"

"Beat you uncle!"

"!teach him!"

Immediately, the fight of three or five people expanded to a fight of dozens of people. And then a "! Who hit the old?,,

"Damn it! Who issued the hidden weapon? Stand up!" Someone was so angry that he suffered a catastrophe: "Bastard! I hit my old lady, ouch!" "

"!"

"!"

"Yellow Spring Knife is old!"

"The Wentian Sword belongs to Grandpa!"

Hundreds of people fought together. Scolding, roaring, screaming, the sound of strong wind piercing the air, the sound of fluttering clothes, the sound of scolding mothers, scolding ancestors." Some people shouted loudly: "I am the 330th son of Xia Huangquan, the sage of Huangquan knife. Eight generations of grandson Xia Bianliu! let me in! "

As soon as this guy yelled, he was rushed by dozens of people and beat your grandma to death! let you flow down! Let you go down...", you are Xia Huangquan's grandson..., you are my grandson! You are still three hundred and thirty-eight generations..., I think you are a Sanba!"

For a while, there were laughter, cursing, punching and kicking at the North City Gate...

Some people laughed, some wailed, some screamed loudly, some screamed loudly

For a while, why is it so lively?

And this is just the north city gate, the other three city gates are also in such a mess, even... more chaotic than this side....

"Woooo..." A loud horn sounded from the top of the city, and then someone shouted: "Everyone! Everyone! Listen to me",

The gangsters under the city wall gradually stopped one after another.

At the head of the city, an old man in his forties or fifties, dressed in brocade clothes, stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, as if he was about to ride the wind to go home, he looked like a master.

"Everyone! Regarding the matter of Wentian Sword and Huangquan Dao, the Fifth Prime Minister has verified it in detail! We have come to the following conclusions." The old man in Jinyi glanced around, and couldn't help showing a smile when he saw that everyone was looking up at him: "Eight thousand years ago, there was no such thing as Tian Wu Sheng, and there was no Huang Quan Dao Sheng!"

"That is to say, this matter is purely a conspiracy! It is purely nothing, it is purely the conspiracy of King Chu Yan," the old man in Jinyi shouted loudly.

"Fart your mother!" Before he finished speaking, hundreds of people below shouted and cursed at the same time: "Girl! What kind of fart are you, you bastard?! Conspiracy! Your whole family is full of pubic hair!"

"If you say you don't have it, you don't have it? How old are you?"

"You bastard! Wu Wuqingrou said there is no one, so there is no one? Could it be that this old bastard came back from eight thousand years ago?" Someone yelled loudly.

"After careful investigation and verification by my old self! I can prove that eight thousand years ago, Wentian Martial Sage did exist! The Underworld Sword Sage did exist!" Someone shouted loudly: "This is beyond doubt!"

"This matter is too simple. Wu Wuqingrou wants to swallow Wentian Sword and Huangquan Dao all by himself... Wu Wuqingrou, do you think all the heroes in the world are stupid?" Chu Yang squatted in the crowd, pinched his nose and shouted. voice.

This voice is powerful!

The people below were already extremely emotional, like a bomb that was brewing, Chu Yang's voice was completely ignited, and it exploded!

"The Fifth Qingrou..., open the city gate!"

"Despicable and shameless Fifth Qingrou! Dirty and dirty Fifth Qingrou!"

"Bastard Wu Wuqingrou, you who have been wearing cuckolds for generations, you got out of nowhere, and you want to swallow Wentian Sword and Huangquandao all by yourself..."

"Come on! Kill!"

"Rush in, uh... oh oh oh oh oh also..."

"Rush in, Wentian Sword is inside..."

"Yes! Wentianjian and Huangquandao must be in Zhongzhou City right now! Otherwise, why wouldn't Wu Wuqingrou let us in?" Chu Yan pinched his nose and roared angrily: "Maybe, Wentianjian and Huangquandao are now It has already fallen into Wu Wuqingrou's hands, and Wu Wuqingrou won't let us in because he is cracking the mark of the Martial Saint!"

This sentence immediately awakened everyone like a dream!

"Yes! That's for sure!"

"The bastard Fifth Qingrou..., I..." Chu Yuzuo cursed loudly.

"You bastard fifth Qingrou, your ancestors are eighteen generations old." Thousands of people responded to the cursing at the same time, and everyone felt that these words really spoke to their hearts, and the scolding made them feel free...

"Rush in and..."

"Break down the city gate! Break down the city gate!" Gu Duxing shouted from behind, pinching his nose; the face of the coffin was flushed with excitement.

"That's right, break down the city gate!" Thousands of people rushed forward.

"Uh...uh...ow..."

"Silence!" The voice of the old man on the city wall changed: "Whoever dares to disobey orders will be punished as treason! The whole family copied and killed the nine clans..."

"Your grandma of the Nine Clans! You've been wandering around all over the rivers and lakes, and you're only a bachelor! If Wu Qingrou has the ability to kill the old Nine Clans, go there!"

"That's right! Is the old bachelor copying the whole family? You copied your mother's head..."

To be honest, there are not many of these quacks with family members, and all of them are outlaws, so why would they care about exterminating the nine clans?

"How dare you threaten us, this bastard Wu Qingrou!" Chu Yanwang shouted in the crowd with his head hidden and his back exposed: "Could it be that we are Jianghu Han, can this dog official scare us?"

"Aw... aw..." Suddenly, the crowd's emotions became more intense.

Forty or fifty people have already rushed to the city wall, and greeted the city gate with swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, and hooks at the same time...

Ding ding ding.......

boom boom boom...

Boom boom boom...

Dangdangdang...

All kinds of weird sounds hitting the city gate rang out like a storm. It didn't take long for a good city gate to become potholed...

It has to be said that the power of the masses is enormous.

On the city wall, the soldiers unsheathed their swords and arrows, but the commander hesitated and dared not give this order. He knew that if an arrow was shot, today's civil uprising would definitely be unstoppable.

But... even if you don't shoot the arrows, as long as you don't open the city gates, since the tempers of these Han people are coming, they can't be suppressed...

"The Prime Minister has an order! Open the city gate!" Seeing that the conflict was inevitable, an order suddenly came out. literature big m