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Volume 4: The war rages for three thousand miles 88. Fearlessness

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    General Niu is the third-ranked general under Changbai Old Immortal. He has been following Changbai Old Immortal since he can remember. He is the one who has the most experience with the improvement of Changbai Old Immortal's strength over the years.  Over the years, how many world-famous cultivators have fallen under the challenge of the old immortal, and how many latecomers have fallen in front of the old immortal.  Whether it was the old immortal challenging others or others challenging the old immortal, General Niu had never seen the old immortal lose.  He believed that no matter who came to this Changbai Mountain, they would all be hated and their wings would be broken in front of the absolute strength of the old immortal.  This is not an exaggeration, this is General Niu's belief in Lao Xian's strength, and he even believes in Lao Xian more than he believes in himself.  "Who is coming?" General Niu asked in a low voice.  Although he could still tell that he was a bull demon at a glance, his body was so composed, like a mountain, and his eyes were full of scrutiny, not the superficial scrutiny of Niu Dali, but staring deep into his bones.  see through.  He felt the danger immediately.  Danger, this is a dangerous human being.  "Yanjing Yuanyang, I came here to visit the old immortal." As soon as Yuanyang spoke, General Niu's eyes pierced him like needles.  He is not like Niu Dali who doesn't know who Yuanyang is. It can be said that these days, the name Yuanyang is like an unsheathed sword. It was once hidden in the sheath and no one knew about it, but when it was unsheathed, the world was shocked.  , every time the sword is unsheathed, there must be a dead soul under the sword.  "You are Yuanyang." "Exactly." "The number one swordsman in Yanjing." Yuan Yang did not answer.  General Niu suddenly laughed and said: "Very good, I have long wanted to meet you. The old immortal also wanted to recruit you to become his fourth general. Today I want to see if you have lived up to your reputation.  Are you qualified to be the fourth general?" He reached into his arms, and a meteor hammer appeared in his hand. It was very similar to Niu Dali's, but it looked even bigger and heavier.  There was a faint smell of evil spirit and blood, and there seemed to be red flames burning on it.  Yuan Yang just looked at him.  General Niu felt that Yuan Yang was looking down on him.  "Who do you think you are? Do you think you are an old immortal?" General Niu thought in his mind. The meteor hammer in his hand vibrated and was about to be struck out, when a shout suddenly came from behind.  "General Niu." The voice came from a scribe with a wisp of burnt yellow beard. However, although this scribe was dressed like an ancient scholar, his eyes were full of thieves and evil spirits.  He held a folding fan in his hand, stretched out his hand from a distance and shouted.  The meteor hammer in General Niu's hand stopped. Even if this sound appeared, it must be the old immortal who knew it. He always obeyed the old immortal's orders and followed the old immortal.  He picked up the meteor hammer in his hand, knowing that this fight would be impossible.  Step aside and say no more.  The yellow-bearded scholar came up with his fists clasped.  "Haha, I've heard the name of Yuan Yang, the number one swordsman in Yanjing, for a long time. It's like thunder. Why do you have time to visit Changbai Mountain today?" Huangxu scholar said with a smile.  ¡°I want to pay my respects to the old immortal, but I wonder if the old immortal is here?¡± Yuan Yang asked directly.  "Alas, the old immortal left the day before yesterday and went to the East China Sea for a banquet, but he has not returned yet." The Huang-bearded scribe said with a look of regret.  Yuan Yang smiled and said: "Oh, I actually went to the East China Sea for a feast. Then I wonder when the old immortal will be able to come back?"  Traveling in the world may also be a whim to visit a friend who has not been in touch for a long time. Alas, it is really hard to say. "Scribe Huangxu said very sorry for Yuanyang.  "It doesn't matter. Since the old immortal is not here, you must be able to make the decision on the affairs of Changbai Mountain." Yuan Yang said.  The yellow-bearded scribe touched the strand of yellow beard under his chin, squinted his eyes, and said with some certainty: "It depends on what the matter is. If it is just some ordinary things, we can still make the decision. Oops.  , Damn it, I actually forgot to invite my brother in for a drink. I heard that my brother opened a tavern in Yanjing City to entertain us alien spirits. It¡¯s really good. We treat everyone equally, and there is no mercy in the world. I¡¯m talking about you, brother.  Such a big heart." Yuan Yang smiled faintly and followed the Huang-bearded scribe into the palace that seemed to be both real and imaginary.  The yellow-bearded scribe walking beside him had a flash of light in his eyes. This palace was not a mortal thing, but a mansion left by the immortals who once existed in this world. Mysteries were forbidden in it. Although it is old now.  Xian Ye has not yet finished solving it, and at most he can only apply twenty-three out of ten of its magical functions. However, even these twenty-three out of ten magical functions are extremely terrifying.  Yuan Yang suddenly stopped when he was walking at the door. The golden red light floating around him was extremely beautiful.  "What?"The beard scribe asked. He didn't notice that his hand was already cold and hard when touching his beard.  Yuanyang stood there, looked at it for a while, and said: "It's very beautiful, like a butterfly, the light flickers on and off, it's really beautiful, a beautiful palace." The Huangxu scholar thought to himself, it's not just beautiful, the more dangerous things are, the more dangerous they are.  It¡¯s scary. ¡°Haha, it¡¯s indeed beautiful, but this palace is just beautiful.  "Huang-bearded scribe said. "Oh, the door is already full of flowers and dreams, and it must be even more beautiful inside. Come on, let's go in and take a look at this ancient immortal's palace. Yuan Yang entered the palace with a smile.  , as if he really wants to appreciate the beautiful scenery of this palace, without even knowing that this is a forbidden and scary place.  The Huang-bearded scribe also followed in the same way.  The two sat down, and someone served tea. After a while, two more people came in, saying that they were human beings, which was actually wrong. One of them was General Niu. He was a bull demon, with a yellow bull head and a pair of  There was a hint of gold in the bull's eyes.  He should have the blood of the golden-eyed bull in his body.  "The other person has a human upper body and a snake lower body.  Unfortunately, it is not a beautiful snake, but a pale old snake mother-in-law. Her upper body is extremely old, her face is gray, and her eyes are cloudy. The pupils are not human pupils at all, but snake eyes, with a little numbness.  Just like the snake body on his lower body, it is gray, matte black, and looks very much like the kind of venomous snake that hides in the darkness and does not move, but is suddenly startled by someone, bites it, and then runs away quickly.  .  "Come on, let me introduce you to the original brother. This is the third general under the old immortal throne, named Niu Mang. This is the second snake general under the old immortal throne, named Mapo Po. I am not good at cultivation, but  I am very competitive and like to organize things, so when I leave, the old immortal always asks me to take charge of this place. My surname is Huang, and I am called Prime Minister Huang. " Yuan Yang looked at the three of them, sitting there, there was just one person.  He nodded without any compliments.  However, the three of them did not dare to take it lightly, because when they saw Yuan Yang sitting here, they only felt that he was not here, and they could not accurately capture his aura. "I wonder what Brother Yuan's intention is in coming here today?" Huang Xu  The scribe sat there stroking his yellow beard and asked lightly, with a look of being in control.  Yuan Yang did not intend to beat around the bush, and said directly: "There is a member of my group who is said to be detained in the dungeon by the old immortal. He will be interrogated and beheaded soon. I wonder if this is the case?" "The members of your group are supernatural beings.  Administration?" Huang Xuwen asked.  "National Security Bureau, Group 9 of the Foreign Spirit Management Department." Yuan Yang said.  "Oh, I didn't expect that a hero like Brother Yuan would become a hawk of the imperial court. We in Changbai Mountain have always been at odds with each other. Brother Yuan should come back soon. Fortunately, the old immortal is not here. Otherwise, I'm afraid this matter will not be rectified.  ." Huang Xuwenshi said.  "He was originally a charm of mine, but he just possessed a corpse. I made him a zombie. Therefore, he stayed in Yanjing and was recruited into the ninth group by me. If he is killed here today, if I don't care,  How do people in the world think of me, Yuan Yang?" Yuan Yang ignored Huang Xuwenshi's words and said this directly.  General Niu slapped the table and said angrily: "That Jiang Chen is a spirit from Changbai Mountain and is under the control of the old immortal. You, Yuanyang, are the number one swordsman in Yanjing City. In this Changbai Immortal Domain, you are not even a fart."  , What kind of thing do you think you have, how dare you come to Qingmiao Palace to ask for someone?" He slapped the table and cursed angrily, and the originally harmonious atmosphere in the palace suddenly disappeared, leaving only a solemn silence.  The meteorite in Niu Mang's hands was already in his hand, and he was about to strike it out at any time, smashing Yuanyang into a pulp.  Countless people have died under his hammer.  And Granny Ma looked at Yuan Yang with her lifeless eyes, while the yellow-bearded scribe on the other side was stroking his yellow beard and smiling, but the smile was so cold and evil. It seemed that at this moment, Yuan Yang was just theirs.  Same as a plate of Chinese food.  "In the final analysis, my weight is too low and I can't see the old immortal, so he sent a few of you to weigh me. I don't want any face from you. I'm here today, but you must let me go. Don't let me go."  I have to let go, if I dare to enter your Qingmiao Palace, I can get out." Yuan Yang said calmly, but it was like a basin of clear oil poured on the fire, instantly pouring the flames.
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