Song Jiao frowned slightly. As Zeng Jin's colleague, of course she had seen Liu Dazheng make a move, and also saw Liu Dazheng's saber. Of course not a kitchen knife.
And in Song Jiao's eyes, the kitchen knife in Liu Dazheng's hand was too ugly no matter what. The blade is not too big or too small, the whole body is dark and lacklustre. There are two pieces of wood on both sides of the handle, which are wrapped with gray cloth strips. No matter how you look at it, it is just an ordinary kitchen knife, which has nothing to do with the magic weapon.
Isn't it a joke to use such a weapon—let's call it a weapon—to face an eminent monk of the Buddhist sect who can use the spell of flower and leaf enchantment.
Song Jiao's eyes were not friendly, but she didn't say much. She had never liked this dark-skinned, muscular, rough-faced, dull-tempered man in front of her. But she knew that Liu Dazheng would not joke, let alone at such a time.
When Liu Dazheng walked out of the courtyard, four people appeared one after another on the roof of the opposite house.
Li Keyong, who was the leader, stood with his hands behind his back, looking contemptuously. Anyone who sees him will feel that this is not an ordinary person. He has a kingly temperament overlooking the common people, with unparalleled sharpness. This kind of temperament is not obtained for nothing, it needs the accumulation of many extraordinary experiences.
Monk Huiming stood beside Li Keyong, holding a magic wand in his hand, with peaceful eyes and bright cassock, like a holy white lotus with the power to purify people's hearts.
The other two, an old man and a middle-aged man, stood outside on both sides. Although they were speechless, their breath was long and steady, and they had the demeanor of a master.
Such four people, as long as they don't break into the imperial palace and military aircraft, there are few places they can't go, even Chang'an City, as long as they don't cause terrible disasters, they can come and go freely.
When Li Keyong saw Li Ye, there was a hint of anger on his face, but this anger was quickly replaced by the joy of revenge. He looked at Li Ye jokingly, with a smile of wisdom in his hands : "Why doesn't His Royal Highness Wang run away?"
Li Ye, who was standing in the courtyard, chuckled lightly: "I'm also very surprised, why didn't you run away when you saw me. Maybe it's a common problem for some people to forget the pain when the scar is healed?"
"You're too arrogant!" Li Keyong snorted coldly, "You really think you're better than me when you beat me by luck in the consort's mansion? If so, you're too naive!"
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Li Ye smiled and said: "I think you probably want to say that you didn't use your full strength in the concubine's mansion. As someone who is used to fighting in the battlefield, life and death fighting is your forte, not fighting in the ring. As Zhenwu's most outstanding You are a talented person, you still have many magic tools and secret methods, which are not suitable for displaying in front of others, so it is really a fluke that I can defeat you that day."
Li Ke frowned: "King An is self-aware. However, it's too late for you to realize this now, because even if you beg for mercy now, I don't intend to let you go!"
Li Ye curled his lips: "Speaking so much, I just want to tell you, if you want to die, then hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
"Li Ye! Don't be crazy!" Li Keyong's face darkened, "Today, you are doomed!"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves: "Go!"
The middle-aged man behind him shook his wrist when he heard this, took out a huge saber, jumped up from the roof, and slashed fiercely at the small courtyard from the air.
Zhan-The blue light on the saber is shining brightly, and the saber aura spreads five feet, as if it can split even mountains. This Zhan-saber has killed countless people in the past and present, and countless grievances have condensed on the sword.
This middle-aged man, originally a general of the Zhenwu Army, was naturally ruthless in his strikes. He slashed with a knife, carrying an aura of indomitable and life-and-death. Everyone immediately felt great pressure, as if seeing thousands of troops and horses. , roaring at himself and rushing to kill.
"Break through the formation!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and as he spoke, his momentum climbed up a level again, "Surrender to death!"
Standing next to Li Ye, Shangguan Qingcheng had a serious but awe-inspiring expression. She also practiced the way of a general on the battlefield. She knew very well the power contained in this knife, which was exactly the state she had worked so hard to pursue.
"Without the blessing of the battle formation, even an formation of 300 people can be defeated with this knife!" Shangguan Qingcheng said in a deep voice. The 300 soldiers in armor and sharp-edged soldiers on the battlefield are already an extraordinary force. Among other things, the gangs on the Weishui River, with three hundred soldiers under the command of a commander, can crush them all the way.
Wang Li showed a look of apprehension: "The military generals on the battlefield have the most killing spirit. Compared with the monks in the rivers and lakes, they have a lot more heroic spirit of being brave and diligent, and sacrificing their lives. Fighting on the battlefield is the best way to hone the murderous spirit. This statement is really true !"
Li Ye didn't say anything, seeing that Song Jiao's face was always calm, and he didn't seem to think that Liu Dazheng would lose, so he was a little relieved.
The burly man holding a kitchen knife in front of the gate of the courtyard faced the majestic knife with an inexplicable emotion on his face. Perhaps, seeing this knife, the commander of Li Xian's personal soldiers remembered The bloody scene of fighting on the battlefield in the past, or maybe, he saw the picture of himself using this trick countless times.
In any case, Liu Dazheng stomped heavily on the ground with his back foot, and rose from the ground.
Where his back foot stepped, there was a big pit three feet in diameter and several inches deep.
Facing the saber energy that could really break through formations, Liu Dazheng raised the ugly and inconspicuous black kitchen knife in his hand, and slashed across the air.
With a buzzing sound, the kitchen knife trembled violently, causing everyone's eardrums to ache, and a cyan horse flew out like a river across the sky.
When the two saber qi met, the five-zhang saber qi was cut off in the middle, and shattered in the air, while the cyan horse was only a little weaker, and the castration remained undiminished.
The face of the middle-aged man who was falling from the roof suddenly changed, and his eyes showed an unquestionable look. Before he had time to be surprised, he felt a crisis that he had never felt before in his life, like Mount Tai pressing down on him.
He quickly swung the Zhan-saber, and then released a burst of saber energy to block the blue horse in front of him.
But at this time, Liu Dazheng had already rushed in front of him, with a expressionless face, and slashed at his head with a kitchen knife.
The facial features of the middle-aged man trembled, and he quickly raised his knife to meet him.
"Let you see how to use Breaking Formation Slash." Liu Dazheng's voice was devoid of any emotion.
The knife fell.
Wind blows.
The cyan horse practiced close-range slash-saber, which reflected the panicked face of the middle-aged man very clearly.
bang.
The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flew upside down, crashed into the courtyard wall of the house, and smashed into the house, making a ping-pong sound. He didn't stop behind the house until he passed through another wall. He knelt down on one knee, with one hand propped on the ground, vomiting blood non-stop, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Liu Dazheng, who landed on the ground, had contempt in his eyes. He twirled the kitchen knife in his hand and put it in the scabbard behind his waist. He was unrestrained and freehand. He didn't even look at the middle-aged man. He turned around and walked back to the courtyard gate, standing with his hands behind his back.
Song Jiao, who was leaning on the door frame, glanced at the knife on his waist, and finally her eyes were not so hostile as before: "The knife is not bad."
Liu Dazheng didn't look sideways, and said in a flat voice, "I know."
Song Jiao gave him a blank look without a word.
On the opposite roof, Li Keyong glanced back at the miserable situation of the middle-aged man, and when he looked at Li Ye again, his expression was not as calm as before. The old man beside him already had a look of fear in his eyes, and couldn't help saying: "This guy Why did he defeat General Zhao in just two moves? What is the magic weapon he used, why does it look so similar to a kitchen knife?"
Among the three, only the monk did not turn his head back, and his voice could not hear sorrow or joy: "That is the kitchen knife."
Li Keyong secretly hated: "I was defeated by a kitchen knife, I am ashamed and thrown home! Mo Lao, what realm is that person?"
The old man said in a deep voice: "The cultivation base should be at the eighth level of Qi training, not higher. But this person's comprehension of the way of killing is probably few people in the world comparable."
Li Ke with a sullen face: "Where did Li Ye find such a master? Didn't it mean that after Li Xian's death, he betrayed everyone?"
The old man said: "I'm afraid things have changed."
Seeing that Li Keyong didn't call for another attack immediately, Li Ye smiled and said, "Why, General Li, you just lost the first battle, so you can't move anymore? Are you planning to retreat back to the city, if you can't hold out, you can go back sometime later?" fight?"
Being ridiculed by Li Ye with what he was best at on the battlefield, Li Keyong gradually became angry, but he did not panic. He glanced at the monk beside him and saw that the monk's face was still as usual, and he was also secretly relieved. His greatest reliance was that as long as the monk did not show any signs of embarrassment, he would be sure.
Different from some worlds, in this world, because of the prosperity of Taoism, the Central Plains is dominated by Taoist sects. Although the Shimen has entered since the Eastern Han Dynasty and has been favored by the imperial court, it has never been real in the Central Plains because of the overt and secret suppression of Taoism. grow.
However, the Buddhist teachings are very attractive to the people. Therefore, relying on the advantages of the teachings, they have gained a firm foothold in the four directions.
As far as the Tang Dynasty is concerned, the north is the most powerful region of Shimen, especially the territory controlled by the Zhenwu Army.
In fact, the reason why the Zhenwu army is powerful and the monks are powerful is because of the power of Shimen. The combination of the Shimen and the Zhenwu Army is also Li Guochang's greatest confidence in daring to be rebellious, infringing on the interests of Linzhen, and violating the imperial edict.
Li Keyong glanced at the small courtyard. The situation between the enemy and the enemy was obvious. He quickly made a decision: "General Zhao is seriously injured. Can Mo Lao be sure to defeat the guy with the kitchen knife?"
Mo Lao smiled and said: "You can teach him a lesson or two."
Li Keyong nodded: "Since the girl at the courtyard gate dares to stand there, it means that she is the guard launched by Li Ye. She must be quite strong, Master Huiming?"
The monk's expression remained the same as usual, without any change, it can be said that there is a bit of majestic charm, "The rest of the monks and poor monks can also take care of them."
He said this calmly, but his arrogance was already revealed.
"Okay! In this way, I can concentrate on dealing with Li Ye!" Li Ke took out the magic weapon, but it was a spear densely covered with runes. He pointed the spear at Li Ye and shouted: "Wu! That bird boy, dare to fight me?!"
Li Ye stretched out his hand and hooked his finger at Li Keyong: "If you have the guts, come down."