The name of Ning Changyuan is more lethal than Meng Qi.
Who made Meng Guoshi have no illustrious name in the past, even though there were some rumors in the court of the Chu Dynasty, they were mostly mysterious and mysterious talk about ghosts and ghosts. The unpredictable” statement has a similar effect.
Zheng Tu learned from the ancestors of Qingwu, and then joined hands with Master Luo of Shengliantan to toss the story of Ziwei Xingjun. In detail, he is a connoisseur of pretending to be a ghost, and is very good at using exaggerated rumors to flatter people. Is Meng Qi real or fake? Is he an ambitious Jianghu person who appeared under the guise of the former national teacher, or a chess piece launched by Fengxing Pavilion? As long as he didn't see it with his own eyes, Zheng Tu wouldn't believe it.
It is rumored that the ancestor of Qingwu died in Taijing, and he was involved in the change of the inner court of the Qi Dynasty.
After the death of Qingwu Patriarch, Zangfengguan was in a state of collapse. His disciples thought of Senior Brother Zheng Tu from Yizhou, and a few went to seek refuge.
Zheng Tu's life has the appearance of chivalrous and courageous, but in fact he is not that easy to talk about. In his eyes, these disciples from Zangfengguan are all wastes with more than enough success and more than failure, and they are not worth staying. After inquiring about what happened in Taijing, they quietly got rid of these people.
The ancestor of Qingwu met Meng Qi and the master swordsman who claimed to be a doctor in Shangyun Mountain, and then met again in the palace. The ancestor of Qingwu died very unluckily. He was bombarded by artillery. Can he still not die
But invisibly, Zheng Tu had a wrong assessment of the threat level of Meng and Qi.
—It was a team-up battle against Qingwu ancestors, not one-on-one.
Even if the ancestors of Qingwu were hit by artillery because of them, this is not their strength.
Zheng Tu heard Ning Changyuan's shout, and his move was stagnant, and instantly Wu Fengdao brought a blanket of blood from his shoulder.
"Humph."
Zheng Tu was relieved and forced himself to fight calmly.
So what about Ning Changyuan? Although the number one sword in the world is well-deserved, it is also because of too many shots, too many people who have fought with him, and too many clues to Zheng Tu. Zheng Tu even watched the battle in his early years. In a duel, it can be said that Zheng Tu has always considered Ning Changyuan as a stumbling block that he will inevitably encounter in the future.
He was fully prepared, and even attracted the master Luo of martial arts. Zheng Tu, who believed that he was not afraid of Ning Changyuan, never imagined that this day would come so quickly, and he was caught off guard.
Hasn't Ning Changyuan been wandering in the north all the time
His business of falsely leading the way for vacations is mainly for refugees in the north. Eighty percent of the people who ask for these in the south are liars. Ning Changyuan rarely crosses the river.
Nanping Prefecture City has not been captured yet, where did Ning Changyuan come from? Even if I heard that the people of Jingzhou were displaced and crossed the river, how could they just catch up and add to the blockage
Zheng Tu's thoughts turned and he quickly came up with the answer.
"Fengxing Pavilion!"
He roared in resentment, and because of the dual purpose, a new injury was added to the back of his arm.
Zheng Tu was even more angry. Before, he kept provoking each other with words, but Mo Li didn't respond.
A person has a face, especially in the Jianghu people, face and reputation are more important than life, and the higher the martial arts, the more conceited.
Who is not the most talented person who has reached the realm of martial arts? Even if he does not have a strong and ruthless temperament, he will never admit defeat in the field of martial arts alone.
Zheng Tu is well-versed, and he knows how to use his contemptuous tone and demeanor to arouse his opponent's determination to win or lose.
Because once he seeks a breakthrough in the battle, he will fall into a predicament, which is equivalent to giving up everything he is best at. It may not be known whether he can break through, but Zheng Tu will not let go of any fleeting opportunity.
Zheng Tu deliberately made his opponent ignore one thing, that is, it doesn't matter if he doesn't break through. As long as the state of mind is stable and there are no flaws in the moves, what if the swordsmanship is broken? When masters compete, one move can be followed by thirty-six changes. Zheng Tu can see and dismantle moves, but he is always in a passive position!
If Mo Li did not give him a chance, Zheng Tu would not dare to act rashly.
… The first move is broken, and the latter move comes again.
This move is capable of receiving, blocking, and counter-attacking, but it’s hard to say what the next move will be.
As long as there are no repetitions of the tricks, and no one routine is followed, Zheng Tu will change unexpectedly, and the situation will freeze.
Zheng Tu is also constantly testing. He needs to know whether the changes repeated by his opponents are traps or habits that he cannot change. If it is the latter, the duel will come to an end, so Zheng Tu is generally not afraid of dragging on for a long time. He used his words to stimulate each other, considering that there is another Meng Qi behind him who he does not understand.
As a result, this battle was like a quagmire.
Zheng Tu now felt that he was not trapping his opponent, but Mo Li trapped him.
He tried several times, but all failed.
Zheng Tu couldn't help but look at the ink carp again, what kind of opponent is this
—Doesn’t he have the joys and anger of others, the heart to win or lose, and the habit of expressing himself? Why can he control the changes of moves with precision and even coldness, and move slowly like a game of chess, testing the patience and willpower of the enemy
Is that human being
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The main force of Fengxing Pavilion retreated to Jiangxia and planned to hold on.
But the Nanping Prefecture City side couldn't completely ignore it. Qiujing sent Shanshanhu and others to find and respond to Mo Li and Su Li.
Not long after receiving the news of Mo Li, Qiu Jing pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and went to see Ning Chang Yuan in person, ready to explain the stakes, and then asked Ning Dao Chang to come out and find out the situation.
Qiu Jing thought it would take a while, but Ning Changyuan didn't think about it when he heard Mo Li's name, and agreed.
This Tianshan faction swordsman could have lived in the legends of the rivers and lakes and the admiration of his younger generation, but he ended up living in the government's wanted order and the word of mouth of the bottom-level refugees.
Ning Changyuan is an unassuming person. He doesn't pretend that he is not supposed to do the job of snooping on intelligence. Instead, when he hears that the situation is critical, he plans to go out with his sword in hand.
Once again, I heard that the matter is related to the ink carp. What else is there to say? The mysterious doctor Qin Lu was his savior. Even if Ning Changyuan couldn't trust Fengxing Pavilion, he could trust Mo Li.
As for Meng Qi
Last time in Yeji, Daochang Ning found out about the relationship between the two, so it's not surprising that they bumped into each other this time.
Swinging his sword to split the flying arrows, Ning Changyuan stood tall and stepped on the top of the flag to kill.
The difference between Jianghu people and God-given Wang Nipu was so obvious that Daoist Ning was right at first glance.
Some of the Saint Lotus altar masters who were eager to escape became ruthless and simply turned around to fight Ning Changyuan desperately. The other part of the people were too smart, and they threw away their famous weapons that were "outrageous", picked up the swords and spears discarded by the soldiers, pretended to be staggered, and stumbled along with the flow of people.
Those long-established masters of the evil way can't wait to find a piece of cloth to cover their heads and faces.
"what!"
Whenever there is a short and sharp scream, it is telling them that someone not far away has failed to cover up and was killed.
"Damn, there are only three of them, and one is trapped by General Zheng. Why should we be discouraged, we should fight!"
"Not bad! We have a lot of people, and there are bows and crossbows!"
The people from Pili Tang took the lead in counterattacking, and Lei Zhenzi exploded a cloud of blood flowers.
Not to mention the Thunder Hall, even the masters of the Holy Lotus Altar didn't care about the casualties of the Heavenly Granted King's army.
Ning Changyuan had no choice but to leave the heights and continue chasing the followers of the Holy Lotus Altar in the crowd. When he met Meng Qi in the chaos, he hurriedly said, "Brother Meng, Zheng Tu is good at breaking tricks, and I heard that Doctor Mo was in China. The county has shown swordsmanship, and now I am afraid that I will be restrained... This person is cunning by nature, and even a poor Taoist dare not assert that he can win."
Meng Qi was different. Ning Changyuan felt that this battle should be fought by Meng Qi. How could he make such a choice
"I believe in Ah Li."
Meng Qi said expressionlessly.
Ning Daochang was stagnant for a while, and before he could react, he was shocked to see the elite soldiers of the Heavenly Grant King pushing several huge wooden carts to the front of the battle.
"That is?"
Daoist Ning subconsciously felt that this thing was very powerful, and Meng Qi had already stepped forward.
The Eight Bull Crossbow, a giant bow composed of three bed crossbows, has a range of up to 700 steps.
It is powerful and can penetrate deep into the stone wall. If it hits the arrow tower on the city wall, it can even destroy it directly. The specific power depends on who made the eight cattle crossbow. The eight cattle crossbows made by the officials of the Chu Dynasty can reach a thousand paces. After firing in bursts, a dense forest of vertical arrows can appear directly on the opposite city wall.
Its prestige, siege the city and pull out the stronghold, is invincible.
The people of Xiliang were completely defeated by these powerful weapons, and when they defended the city, they were so frightened that their hearts were broken and their souls were not possessed.
These eight cattle crossbows of the Jingzhou army were too cumbersome to carry on the city wall, so they were placed in the second line of defense in the trenches in the city. Unexpectedly, the Jingzhou army was defeated like a mountain, and it was too late to use such a weapon, in vain It was cheaper for the king to rebel against the army.
Operating the eight cattle crossbow is not an easy job, it requires thirty people to work together.
Just as Daoist Ning didn't know this thing, so did the ink carp.
The battle situation is changing rapidly, only Meng Qi can change the sky with one force.
"… what happened?"
Seeing that the Eight Bull Crossbow was in chaos, the generals of the King of Heaven, who were attacking the city fiercely, were furious.
"Someone rushed into the battle and damaged the hinged arm of the wooden axle."
This key mechanism is so bad that it can't be repaired for a while.
The Eight Bull Crossbow was directly scrapped.
"Fast the arrows."
The two fists are incomparable to the four hands, and even if the top masters are full of energy, they cannot withstand the battle of ten thousand arrows for a long time.
Ning Changyuan wanted to rescue him when he saw that the situation was not good, but saw that Meng Qi had seized the gap in a few ups and downs and easily got out of the battle.
—Meng Qi is familiar with the general formation of archers and the frequency of firing arrows. The king's army is neither an iron cavalry outside the border of Xiliang, nor an elite soldier trained by the Yuanhou of Chu Jing, who can arrange the rain of arrows to cover the sky and the sun. .
"Where's the artillery? Get on the artillery!"
"But... the back line is all our own, except for the saintess protector, and General Zheng."
So far, what about the saintess! If you can't capture this city, you can only be a rogue in the south of the Yangtze River. The generals of the rebel army gave orders in unison with red eyes.
"The Holy Maiden is protected by heaven, and it will be fine. It is important to kill the demon first!"
"Fire the artillery!"
Let's say that Zheng Tu used all his strengths, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, his mind was well-connected, and he was actually fierce and invincible.
The clothes of the two flew over, and their bodies were as fast as electricity.
There were terrifying knife marks and paw prints everywhere on the ridge and walls, like fierce beasts fighting each other.
Zheng Tu suddenly saw Mo Li staggered for a while, and his spirit was greatly lifted, and he even grabbed several tricks.
Mo Li's forearm was slashed by a tiger that was an inch long, and his expression remained unchanged, as he staggered and retreated.
Zheng Tu was about to take advantage of the victory to fight when his heart tightened. He jumped down in mid-air, and then a donkey rolled around in a dangerous and dangerous place—
"boom."
A cannon hit just right on the ridge where they had been standing.
Zheng Tu broke out in a cold sweat, walking across the flying sand, looking up at the ink carp in the distance, his eyes twisted and ferocious.
Almost, he is about to step into the future of Qingwu ancestors.
Pity.
Mo Li stood still and glanced at the shallow wound on his forearm, thinking that he might not be pretending enough.
But the cannonballs came, and he didn't have time to prepare.