As soon as Zhuang Dashi entered the rhythm of Xinwang Zhao Zhen's attack, he immediately felt infinite pressure.
The young man in front of him seemed to know his every move, but he himself was at a loss. It felt like a novice swordsman facing a top master. Zhuang Dashi suddenly recalled what happened when he was only learning swordsmanship.
Although the opponent's strength is obviously stronger than his own, the opponent's performance is not the difference in strength, but the distance between absolute skills.
This Mingjiao master of swordsmanship was forced to take seven or eight steps by the believer Zhao Zhen in a daze, before he even touched the edge of his sword. He finally couldn't bear it. It is estimated that there will be only one result if he fights like this. In the end, he will definitely lose.
Zhuang Dashi, who couldn't help it, immediately lifted the chain hammer on his waist and smashed it at Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen immediately caught the chain of the opponent's nail and hammer, and then Xin Wang Zhao Zhen leaped forward and kicked Zhuang Dashi. At this time, the onlookers were silent in the martial arts field.
No one even remembered to applaud for this blow. At this moment, these Mingjiao swordsmen had only sluggish thoughts in their hearts: "What kind of swordsmanship is that? Is the swordsmanship used by the Song Dynasty army like this? The swordsmanship talent of Zhao Zhen, the letter king, is so high. To what extent? Zhuang Dashi almost couldn't stop him from a round of attack? Could it be that I haven't woken up yet? I'm dreaming?"
Ming Jiao protector Xiao Shanhe originally wanted to measure the opponent's Jinliang, and wanted to pull a chess piece into his own chessboard, but he didn't expect that the one who came was probably not a chess piece, but a clever chess player!
In the face of this self-proclaimed merchant land, which he is not an opponent, and obviously has a master-level expert, Xiao Shanhe blindly thinks that the opponent is a disguise or a disguise. Master-level masters, at least middle-aged, can't be around 20 years old.
"I didn't expect the prince's swordsmanship to be so superb." Ji Qianqian praised unreservedly as she walked. The only time she had the opportunity to witness Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's full shot was in the alley of Baojingzhou. But that time she was busy escaping with Luo Yueer, and she didn't have time to pay attention to how Xin Wang Zhao Zhen dealt with the assassins.
The sound of the three people's footsteps passed through the wooden aisle of the hotel, and a series of empty noises stretched forward until the dark end of the tunnel. The owner of the hotel opened a window on the wall of the aisle to let in light. Looking forward, natural light cast a pale, faint spot on the dark wood floor at regular intervals.
"Yes, the letter king Zhao Zhen has always been very good." Luo Yueer added a little complacently on the side. She squinted her eyes, her beautiful face and fair skin, plus the tenderness and natural charm of the day she was born. It's a bit of natural charm.
This lady of Dashangdi, who is determined to become a wealthy and enemy country, turned her head and glanced at Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, with a smile. Seeing Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's heart beating, she thought to herself that this little guy was seducing herself again.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen had many thoughts in his heart. He remembered the young man named He Zizai outside in the afternoon. Judging from his words and deeds, this collective action led by the Mingjiao protector does not seem to be as simple as imagined. . It's just that they have another purpose, or they are in trouble, what Xinwang Zhaozhen wants to understand is this.
He didn't want these Mingjiao people to be Yang Yao's subordinates, but actually came to arrest him, and that would be a big trouble.
It’s not that he’s afraid of anything, but because this time Wang Zhaozhen is looking for people who betray Yang Yao. If these people are not, then Wang Zhaozhen will miss those who betray Yang Yao, and he will come here in vain. .
The letter to the king Zhao Zhen has very tight time, if it comes for nothing, his time will be wasted for nothing. Thinking of this, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen couldn't help frowning deeply.
"Trust King Zhao Zhen, what's the matter?" Luo Yueer blinked: "Are you angry with me?"
"Of course not." Xinwang Zhao Zhen glared at her, knowing that Miss Luo was definitely not afraid of getting angry, but she was just looking for words.
But the letter king Zhao Zhen thought for a while. He had carefully observed the expressions of the protector Xiao Shanhe and the deputy protector Zhuang Dashi. There must be something wrong with the other party, I am afraid there is something wrong. He didn't show any kicks, it's just that his martial skills were too high to make the other party jealous.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen raised her head and looked at the ray of light projected on the ground from the front window, the expression in her eyes fluctuated.
"How is it?" A middle-aged man full of vicissitudes stood on the high slope next to the hotel. In this hot weather, feeling the cool breeze blowing across his face at a high place was really pleasant.
He couldn't help squinting his eyes and staring at the buildings below the mountain. The town at the bottom of the mountain is like an artificially stacked hill, winding up and down the hillside one by one.
Xiao Shanhe's name has been called resoundingly in the martial arts world for almost sixteen or seven years. Since he entered the Mingjiao, his reputation has resonated throughout the martial arts world. However, he had never seen such an astonishing scene as today. That's a man of great master level! He is a great master who can start a sect. He believed that even Yang Yao couldn't command such a master.
As far as he knows, the most famous master is Zhao Zhong, Zhao Gou's subordinate. There is also a great master who is said to be Gao Pang, the world's first gun king in Hebei.
Of course, there is also a legend that Zhao Zhen, the faithful king of 10,000 enemies, is also a great master, even surpassing the level of a great master. However, the legend is nothing. A generation of dignified princes who can martial arts at a thousand years old is enough, and he is also number one in the world.
Because their Mingjiao **** people rarely interact with **** people, Xiao Shanhe didn't know that the legend that the believer Zhao Zhen was in the battlefield and the world was invincible was true.
"Heh." Zhuang Dashi put his hand on his forehead and smiled: "That kid's swordsmanship is superb, almost at the level of a great master, even a general in the army... Hehe I am afraid there is no such powerful person."
He suddenly coughed: "You know what I said, the talent and attainments in swordsmanship, I am far inferior to him. The young man named Zhao Zhen is a true genius, born for the sword. I am. It's hard to believe that a person at this age can understand swordsmanship so deeply. You know, I can't even make a move in front of him."
Zhuang Dashi smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Before I saw He Zizai, I never believed that there are geniuses in this world. People can get there by personal dedication and sweat. But after seeing He Zizai, I said I feel that I have made a mistake. Especially after today’s events, I found that I was wrong. The difference between people is really big. Some people are born to be strong."
"He is compared with He Zizai? The two can't compare. Zizai doesn't even have enough shoes for him. He is three or two years younger than Zizai, but his martial arts are so high that you and I are beyond the reach."
Xiao Shanhe turned his head and shook his head slightly and said: "I had missed it at the beginning. It was originally a pawn to die. I really didn't see that Zhao Zhen had such a high level of martial skills. If I knew it, I wouldn't let it go. He joined. Now that he is full of words, people must bring it."
"En, but Zhao Zhen, the believer, reminds me of a person." Zhuang Dashi couldn't help but be fascinated by Fang La, the leader who I admired most at the beginning. "Who?" Xiao Shanhe asked.
"Forget it, I want to say that I don't think this Zhao Zhen is like a spy sent by Yang Yao." Zhuang Dashi said: "They must have such outstanding and powerful genius masters. They have long been exhausted. Everybody knows."
Xiao Shanhe shook his head and smiled: "It's hard to say, this time of war is too sensitive. I don't believe that this young man came here just to walk with us as simple as that. Fortunately, when we started, for both parties The convenience of the two teams requires the two teams to walk away. Now what I am wondering is that it is not easy to attract such a strong master. In the end, what things or items related to us can have such a big attraction ?"
"You said this before, didn't you? You think he has other plans?" Zhuang Dashi asked, turning around. "Not bad." Xiao Shanhe replied affirmatively.
"Then what are they trying to do? What other mystery, or...?"
"I don't know, but He Zizai has been abnormal in the past few days." Xiao Shanhe closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "This makes me a little worried. I can't let a group of malicious guys follow us all the time, last time. The task entrusted to us by your Majesty is also because a group of people are in trouble. This time, if someone makes trouble again, then I will do it once and for all."
Zhuang Dashi glanced at him and said
: "The saint master sent by Master Zhang Yuanzheng, the saint of Zuo Jiao, also agreed?"
Xiao Shanhe nodded, then shook his head: "Master Saint said nothing."
"How about waiting?" Zhuang Dashi said. "Can’t wait any longer, Yang Yao’s people are catching up again, haven’t you noticed it? Since we want to take refuge
Zhang Yuanzheng, the saint of the left apologetic, must pay a price to show our attitude. "Xiao Shanhe faced the wind, his hair fluttered with the wind, and replied: "At most tomorrow morning, we will set off." "
"Where is that young man Zhao Zhen?" Zhuang Dashi said humanely. "Let him follow." Xiao Shanhe said, and walked down the trail.
When the morning sun spreads over the entire mountain forest, this small town among the mountains and rivers becomes full of vitality.
Surrounded by fresh air that modern people will not be able to enjoy for the next nine hundred years, the people hurriedly went to the fields to get busy. Although Zhao Gou's Southern court imposed harsh taxes and taxes, the people still needed to survive, and they still worked desperately to farm the land to give their wives, children, and children a little more living food.
Of course, they still have a hope in their hearts, that is, they believe in the rule of the royal military government. Believing in the king's army emphasizes business and despise taxes, reduces the number of soldiers, and the tax burden of the ordinary people under the rule is very low. In Sichuan and Shu, Xinwangjun’s general commander killed a large number of corrupt officials and replaced a large number of trusted officials with unfamiliar backgrounds. In addition, Xinwang’s military government introduced a system of high salaries and low-ranking silver. In the government-controlled area, the people's life is very good. Therefore, the people here are looking forward to the arrival of Xin Wangjun.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen looked at the undulating mountains and green water outside through the stone-hole window on one side of the room. While pressing two fingers on the spring of a crossbow, he used the other hand to load the arrow into the quiver.
At this time, a man from Tsing Yi swiftly flew in from outside the window and immediately clasped his fist and said: "Report to the lord, the Wu family and our troops were intercepted by the local navy on the Yangtze River and are now negotiating. "Xinwang Zhao Zhen immediately issued two instructions after hearing it. First, the chief inspector Wang Zhichong and Feidie went around to inquire about the news of various forces nearby. And after the officers and soldiers were defeated by Yang Yao, Zhao Gou was going to send someone across Jinghu to suppress the bandits. Second, inform Wang Zhichong, the head of the military guard who is still blocked in the Yangtze River, if he cannot communicate successfully within a day, he will directly attack the opponent and force it through.
After giving the order, the Tsing Yi people swiftly walked away, the speed is unimaginable, this is the real special team personnel cultivated by Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. At this time, the king of faith, Zhao Zhen, had a lot of thoughts. In fact, for him, it was just the remains of his mother Liu Taifei, not what he was most desperate for.
In fact, what everyone doesn't know is that there is a Huizong secret decree in Liu Taifei's ashes. This secret decree was placed by a Khitan soldier of the Golden Army who monitored Huizong's living area after secretly communicating with Huizong. This Khitan gold soldier was secretly bought out by a Khitan battalion commander under Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's friend. The conditions are, of course, real money and high-ranking officials.
This is a secret that no one knows, only a few people know it, but Gao Yunfei and Zhugeying conspired to plan it. Of course, the reason why the letter king Zhao Zhen went south in person was also to secretly reach an agreement with the ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty to gain support.
At this moment, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a voice. "Truly." The knock on the door rang. This must not be Luo Yueer, because this lady who is determined to be rich and enemies will not knock on the door at all, and she is not afraid of being said that she has no education. Nor would it be Ji Qianqian, because the daughter of the most powerful craftsman who has ever seen her is always so polite, she won't knock on the door so hastily.
The letter king Zhao Zhen had guessed in a blink of an eye that it might be Xiao Shanhe's person outside. The letter king Zhao Zhen said slightly, "Please come in."
The door opened, and behind them were two young men. One is a young man who competed with Xin Wang Zhao Zhen in martial arts yesterday afternoon. At this moment, he was looking at him with a stinking face. Another young man believes that Wang Zhaozhen has never seen him, but he is estimated to be about the same age as the former, with a lean and short hair. He looks a little thin. He is obviously a southerner. This person is probably also a young handsome under Xiao Shanhe. At this moment, the young man looked inside the house with a look of curiosity.
"Mr. Zhao Zhen, we are going to leave. Are you?" The short young man looked at him, with curiosity, suspicion, and awe in his eyes. It is clear that the battle of Wang Zhao Zhen left a deep impression on this young man yesterday afternoon impression.
A twenty-year-old Zhao Zhen, the deputy commander who could fight could not find Bei-these young people were very surprised. And Zhuang Dashi's strength is actually far above Xiao Shanhe, which is also a fact that everyone knows and is recognized.
In other words, the strength of this letter king Zhao Zhen at their age is simply unimaginable.
He has also heard the legend of the Grand Master, but no one knows how strong the Grand Master is. He couldn't help but looked at Xinwang Zhao Zhen, wondering if the other party was the legendary master of martial arts. It's just that Wang Zhaozhen obviously doesn't know what the young man in front of him is thinking. If he wants to know, he will laugh out proudly.
In fact, with his current strength, let alone a great master, two great masters have come, and they are far from his level.
"Okay, thank you both for making a special trip to inform." Xinwang Zhao Zhen nodded and said, "We will be there soon."
But the young man who had lost the battle with Xin Wang Zhao Zhen immediately snorted in the back.
The letter king Zhao Zhen couldn't help but glance at this guy. After yesterday's contact, he already knew what this guy was originally traveling around the rivers and lakes, dreaming of being the heir of the rich man of a generation of swordsmen, it is no wonder that he has developed such a defiant temper. However, as for why he joined Mingjiao to seek refuge in Xiao Shanhe, it is probably due to another reason. He was not interested in understanding anyway.
But Xinwang Zhao Zhen didn't mind this little shrimp, but it didn't mean that the other party wouldn't mind him either. The young man became even more angry because of being ignored. He couldn't help but snorted again and said, "Listen, although I am not your opponent, I will monitor you all the time. , Don’t you want to play any tricks, use us!"
The low young man next to him was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect his companion to say such a thing. He couldn't help but glanced back, opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.
"Oh?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen whispered an'idiot' in his heart, then Xin Wang Zhao Zhen shook his head, smiled slightly, and ignored him. And the young man Song Yishui gritted his teeth with hatred, and finally turned into a cold snort. However, he also found that he did not seem to be able to take advantage of the young man named Zhao Zhendi, so he simply dragged his partner and turned away, leaving the letter king Zhao Zhen alone. I thought that anyway, this guy didn't find the way alone, let alone it would be better to find it.
The letter king Zhao Zhen couldn't help being amused, and Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong were really there. However, unlike the novel, these people are all masters of the gang-building faction, but it does not mean that there are very few rivals in the world. They only say they are great because they are famous. Just like now, until now, the letter king Zhao Zhen still couldn't find the middle supernatural power king Chongyang, that is, the guy who stayed in the tomb of the living dead in Zhongnan Mountain for a while.
At the beginning, that guy also wanted to fight against the gold, but in the end the Jin Kingdom and later the Mongols were attracted by the incompetence of the Southern Song Dynasty, and all his Quanzhen Sects took refuge in the Jin Kingdom and Mongolia after decades. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.