One shot kills nine, the bullets rain down.
The nine-headed dragon bowed its head and wanted to swallow Yi Jiangnan alive.
The dragon was huge and its arrogance was overwhelming. If Shi Jianjian was facing an ordinary master, let alone fighting back, even seeing such a momentum would scare him to death by the means used by the opponent, let alone standing up to resist.
But Shi Jianjian’s opponent is Yi Jiangnan, which is a different matter.
Changing tactics, Yi Jiangnan muttered secretly.
From flying flowers all over the sky and endless piercing, to suddenly turning into a majestic roar and concentrated force, it can be seen that Shi Jianlang also realized that against an opponent like Yi Jiangnan, all kinds of tricks are far inferior to a single shot.
What would it matter if he changed his tactics? No matter how powerful Shi Jianjian was, he had not yet fully grown up, either physically or mentally.
Facing Shi Jianjian's powerful attack, Yi Jiangnan still used his sword as Deep Autumn. His sword moves remained unchanged, but his sword intent had changed.
Autumn makes people sentimental; Autumn makes people feel cold and bleak...
Autumn is also the season when all things wither.
A sword is killing, leaves are plucked in the wind, the world is desolate and all things are withering.
The swords of the four seasons are not just four swords. Each season has its own magnificent aura and endless implications.
The sword of autumn can kill people with melancholy; the sword of autumn can also take people’s lives with desolation; the sword of autumn can even break people’s souls with loneliness.
Once this sword comes out, everything will be deprived and all things will wither.
The sword shines with flowing light, which is merciless, taking away the years and depriving us of our vitality.
"Dang", "Dang", "Dang"... ...
The collision of spears and swords was continuous and the roar continued.
The strong wind lingering around the two of them became more and more turbulent and swirling.
Looking around, the entire training ground was filled with flying sand and rocks.
The people outside the field could only squint their eyes to vaguely see that above the parade ground, there was a wild and brutal nine-headed blue dragon, with its bloody mouth opened ferociously and bottomless, constantly swallowing up a flash of light.
And that streak of light was like a omnipotent light of deprivation. Every head of the nine-headed blue dragon would collapse if it touched it. There was no way to move the slightest bit against it.
In the mist, the spears were like dragons, stabbing like rain; the swords were like light, flowing endlessly.
The countless people standing outside the field, as well as ordinary Hedong soldiers, could only feel the different artistic conceptions brought about by the spears and swords, but could not see clearly what was happening in the fog.
They just felt as if they had come to a bloody hell, a paradise with flowers blooming in the spring, a bleak desolation, and a bone-chilling cold...
The constant change in the aura also indicated that the two people in the training ground had already been fighting to an extremely fierce degree.
Only people like Zhu Li, Yuchi Jin, Geng?m, Li Gufeng and others can see the movements of the two clearly.
Everyone just felt that although Shi Jianjian was young, he had mastered the essence of spearmanship; although Yi Jiangnan did not use his full strength, the fact that he was able to hold out for so long against Yi Jiangnan showed that he was gifted and would surely achieve extraordinary things in the future.
However, in the eyes of Hei Ya, Li Siyuan and others, Yi Jiangnan seemed unfathomable and unfathomable. No matter how Shi Jiantang attacked, he could always deal with it calmly. Shi Jiantang's ability to control the enemy was one foot higher, and Yi Jiangnan's ability to control the enemy was ten feet higher.
By this time in the battle, more than half an hour had passed. No matter how powerful a teenager was, he could not match the physical strength of an adult.
Sure enough, in the training ground, a black shadow suddenly flew out with a "thump" and hit the ground heavily.
When the wind stopped and the sand settled, a young man in a green shirt with black hair like a waterfall, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes was seen standing in the field, looking unparalleled and proud. Wasn't it Yi Jiangnan
Obviously, Shi Jianjian was defeated. He was kicked away by Yi Jiangnan without any mercy. He fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time, but his life was not in danger.
After defeating Shi Jianlang, Yi Jiangnan just glanced coldly at the people in Hedong, turned around and left very casually.
But at this moment, a quick shout suddenly came from the high platform in the distance: "Wait a minute, warrior!"
Hearing the voice, Yi Jiangnan stopped coldly, squinted his eyes and looked at the platform indifferently.
I saw a sinister and evil man in a black robe, holding a plate of gold ingots in his hands, running down from the high platform, and then walked towards Yi Jiangnan.
This person was none other than Fei Ya. Fei Ya came to Yi Jiangnan and presented the tray in his hand directly to Yi Jiangnan's chest, saying politely: "Thank you, warrior Yi, for showing mercy. It also made our young general understand that there are always people better than you."
"My housekeeper is very impressed by your skill. I will give you some money as a token of my respect. Please do not refuse it."
A plate of gold ingots is worth at least a hundred taels. Li Keyong is quite generous.
In the Tang Dynasty, one tael of gold and silver was equivalent to 42 grams in later generations. Based on the price of 396 yuan per gram, one hundred taels of gold was equivalent to 1.66 million yuan in later generations. This was not just generosity, it was sheer extravagance.
Brothers who are working class, a gift from Li Keyong is worth several decades’ salary.
Faced with the hundred-liang gold ingot, Yi Jiangnan remained calm and just glanced towards the platform indifferently; he immediately saw Li Keyong and nodded to him with a smile on his face, his expression gentle.
Don't hit a smiling person. Yi Jiangnan bowed to the other party and saluted from a distance, showing that he understood the intention, and then prepared to turn around and leave.
However, he did not take the gold given by Li Keyong seriously at all.
But at this moment, two small figures suddenly jumped out from the crowd. They were Wenlan and Yangguang.
As soon as the two men came close, without even looking at his second senior brother, they immediately jumped in front of the black-robed man Fei Ya, and with a posture that was almost like robbery, they "snatched" the tray from Fei Ya's hand.
"Well, hum, since your steward is so kind, we will accept it with pleasure. Otherwise, it would be bad if he thinks we look down on him." Wenlan nimbly took out gold ingots from the tray and stuffed them into her arms, responding to Fei Ya without even raising her head.
"That's right, that's right. This gold, there are twenty taels, was originally won by my senior sister and brother, so it doesn't count as a gift from you. Since you really want to give it, you should at least give an integer. Eighty taels is not good enough, can you give me twenty more taels?" Yangguang also stuffed the gold into his arms swiftly, raised his little head, and asked Fei Ya in a negotiating tone.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Yi Jiangnan's face turned green and black lines appeared on his face; even Fei Ya had an embarrassed look on his face and stood there in a daze.
Li Keyong originally thought that the military display held in Gucheng County would surely shock the world and make the east part of the Yellow River famous.
Who would have thought that at the critical moment, that is, in the final ring battle, he would lose three battles in a row and even lost a hundred taels of gold. He must have felt very bad.
Zhu Li and his party walked out of Gucheng County at a leisurely pace. The happiest ones were of course the two girls, Wenlan and Yangguang. They had silly smiles on their little faces, as if they were still daydreaming.
Speaking of which, Li Keyong and Zhu Li really have a connection.
When Zhu Li went south, he was in Gucheng County. When Li Keyong wanted to win the hearts of the people, he slapped him twice in the face.
Today, when Zhu Li was on his way back to Heshuo, Wenlan and Yijiangnan, the brother and sister, slapped him three times invisibly.
One can't help but sigh that Li Keyong is so thick-skinned that he gets slapped in the face over and over again, but he still doesn't feel the bruises on his face.
Leaving Gucheng County and heading north is Fenzhou, which is guarded by Zhao Zilong and is the place under Zhu Li's control.
As soon as they entered Fenzhou, everyone took off their disguises and returned to their original appearance.
But at this time, the young lady with disheveled hair and snotty nose who had been following Yuchi Jin had no intention of taking off her pseudo-self and returning to her true self. She still made "huffing" sounds from time to time, and sucked the two caterpillars into her nostrils.
Everyone who heard and saw this felt a chill and nausea.
At this moment, the sounds of "huff" and "huff" were heard again, and everyone's brows immediately frowned again and again. At this moment, the sloppy girl Qian Muran spoke.
"Everyone, do you remember Wang Yu, whose nose was broken by Madam Wenlan?" Everyone looked at her with confusion when they heard her words.
Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Qian Muran straightened his body and said solemnly: "The general went south to Sichuan to save his love; by the way, he also defeated Nanzhao."
"But during the year when the general was away from the northern border, Li Keyong took the opportunity to attack and destroy Meng Fangli and expanded the area under his control to Hebei."
"If I were Li Keyong, my next strategy would definitely target Hebei. Do you think what I said makes sense?" Qian Muran said this and looked up at everyone.
When it comes to strategy, Geng Yu immediately perked up and quickly responded, "Madam Muran, this is true."
"Right now, Le Yanzhen and the Zhu brothers are in the middle of a fierce battle in Hebei and have no time to spare. This is a good opportunity for Li Keyong to fish in troubled waters. In my opinion, his next target will be either Wang Xi or Wang Chucun."
"No." As soon as Geng Yu finished speaking, Qian Muran immediately denied it, and then she continued: "The two kings are now in a state of mutual dependence. No matter who Li Keyong wants to attack, the other party will definitely send troops to help."
"If Li Keyong wants to sweep across Hebei, he will definitely use some means, such as: winning over one side and attacking the other side; now it seems that Li Keyong has already taken action. He has chosen to win over Wang Chucun and is preparing to attack Wang Chucun." Qian Muran finished his words with great confidence.
After these words were spoken, everyone became even more confused. Why was this young lady so sure
Yuchi Jin, who was standing next to Qian Muran, immediately frowned and asked, "Why do you think so?"
Yuchi Jin's inquiry made Qian Muran dare not keep it a secret, and he quickly replied: "The Wang Yu who was injured by Madam Wenlan is Wang Chucun's son. Since Wang Chucun's son has served in Hedong, isn't it obvious who Li Keyong is trying to win over and who he is preparing to attack?"