The siege army on Beimang Middle Road was divided into three groups, with a gap of more than 60 paces between the two, which was used for cavalry galloping to send orders or reinforcements, and also to facilitate the passage of subsequent siege equipment by the military supervisor.
The three-way army assembled more than 10,000 infantry into a phalanx, with a four-foot-high Beimang commander-in-chief as the backbone. If the emperor of Beimang personally conquered it, according to the law, the banner would be as high as six feet. On this battlefield, the prince of Beimang As the commander-in-chief of the country, the pole is also as high as six ren, and the rest, such as Murong Bao Dinghe Lian Wuwei's supernatural powers, these powerful generals who hold festivals, as the first-class officials in the grassland, the commander-in-chief flag can be used Five ren, and then the real power commander Wan and the chief generals of the major military towns will use four ren high handsome flags. Whether the flag is embroidered with the surname of the chief general or the number of the soldiers and horses, the Northern Court and the Southern Dynasties and the two capitals have never restricted this .
Although the three ten-thousand formations in the front row were all blocked by several Central Plains masters, they generally kept their formation and continued to move forward. Every infantry formation has elite soldiers with large shields and heavy armor as pioneers. These people do not carry weapons. Prairie cavalry are familiar with bow and horse, riding and shooting are the best in the world,
As early as the Dafeng Dynasty, it had been spread throughout the Central Plains. Even on horseback, dismounting and holding a strong bow in the formation should not be underestimated. However, there are not many archers in the three infantry formations, each with only a thousand soldiers. The main force of the rest of them was still the more than 5,000 siege infantry, wearing light leather armor, holding a light round shield, and wearing a sharp knife at their waist, and quickly advanced forward following a ladder.
After all, in the established strategy of Beimang, on the large arc across the battlefield behind the 30,000 people, there are 2,400 catapults thrown by them, and the two-winged cavalry continue to ride on the head of Jubei City. Shooting suppression, and the all-powerful crossbow infantry behind the three large formations, a total of 6,000 people, are responsible for driving the bed crossbow, rhubarb crossbow and ape-arm crossbow. These crossbows used to shine on the Central Plains battlefield. In the wandering Hong Jia's journey to the north, in the past, there were families whose children served as supervisors and chief officials in the East, Vietnam, and Tang Dynasties. Because they offered crossbow making craftsmanship to Beimang, they were directly promoted by the empress of Beimang, who was very happy. The Gaomen with the word B in the Southern Dynasties quickly stood out among the many families of the adherents of the Spring and Autumn Period.
In addition, the three phalanxes are equipped with more than a dozen buildings, and each building can house more than 300 archers and infantry, like a majestic movable ant nest, covered with a huge special cowhide, Fire and oil are hard to invade, even the terrifying bed crossbows at the top of the city in Beiliang are far more powerful than those in the Southern Dynasties, and it is not easy to directly destroy the buildings and carts. The ladder, like a suspended bridge, cooperates with the densely packed ants attached to the city to attack the city, and the elite daredevils climb up by relying on the crossbow arrows nailed into the city wall. The cavalry's riding and shooting can be described as hard to guard against.
It's just that due to the sudden birth of those eighteen people, the battlefield did not take place on the north wall of the majestic city in the northwest border.
The young vassal king took the lead in cutting out the formation and went deep into the hinterland of the Beimang army, followed by Luoyang in white clothes. Although she did not kill anyone, she let the Xinliang king have no worries and let go of his hands and feet. A two-thousand feat, he used two-sleeved green snakes mixed with a sword to roll the dragon's jade, and the stellar energy was like a wandering dragon, and he went straight at the front line of the Beimang army, and I came to take the head of the general among the tens of thousands of troops boldness.
Compared with Xu Fengnian's shocking and powerful attack, Deng Tai'a, the peach blossom sword god who is walking slowly, is relatively quiet. , In the cloud and mist like a thunderstorm, there is a dragon occasionally showing its ferociousness, and Zhang Xu glared at it.
Before this Peach Blossom Sword God, Xu Fengnian drove straight into Luoyang one after the other, and then Huishan Ziyi and Zhupao Xu Ying broke into the formation one after another, making the Beimang formation in front of Deng Tai'a already messy and messy. Almost no one dared to challenge this great master of Central Plains martial arts critic who had tied with Tuoba Bodhisattva early on. Li Chungang had lent his sword to Deng Tai'a thousands of miles before his death. In the eyes of Grandmaster Mang Jianghu, Deng Tai'er is the most worthy person in the world purely in terms of lethality. At that time, there were rumors that there might still be people in the world who can surpass Deng Tai'a in realm, but as long as it is a battle of life and death, the world will Absolutely no one can beat Deng Tai'a. At most, both parties will die. Now Deng Tai'a has returned from visiting immortals in the East China Sea. In this way, who would dare to make a mistake in front of this swordsman
Deng Tai'a didn't intentionally kill the Beimang pawns, he walked slowly, but moved forward steadily, and the pawns on both sides of him were heading south, Deng Tai'a also turned a blind eye, he was looking for Tuoba with the help of the Tai'a sword The traces of the Bodhisattva, the situation is somewhat similar to that of chasing and killing Xie Guanying from north to south for thousands of miles, but compared to Xie Guanying, who is almost powerless to fight back, the Northern Mang army god who is already at the peak of the world regardless of his realm and physical strength , obviously not the case, it's just a big conspiracy to avoid war on purpose.
Deng Tai'a was neither impatient nor impetuous, and looked around occasionally, wherever his mind was, it was where the sword energy Changhong bloomed.
In the Beiman step formation where Deng Tai'a was, the two colors of red and purple seemed to be in the land of no one, killing wantonly.
Zhu Pao Xu Ying has a nimble figure and likes to fly over the heads of soldiers in Beimang. He doesn't mind being an arrow target at all.
Every time he faced hundreds of archers shooting round after round, he could vaguely see a scarlet robe moving freely in the rain of arrows, whirling lightly, which was truly beautiful. Every time, she wraps six or seven arrows in her rolling sleeves, and with the rotation of her body, she immediately responds with color. The arrows shoot back, and she never cares about the aim. The arrows came and went, but she didn't even pierce the corner of her clothes, but she pierced the heads or chests of no less than seventy Beimang archers on the spot, and as many as two pawns were hit by Chi Yu. More than a hundred people. Although Xu Ying's aura is not known for being strong, it is particularly long. Every time he lands, he either raises his figure and steps on several arrows one after another, tossing and turning like walking on flat ground, or he falls slightly, landing on Beimang like a dragonfly. On the top of the pawn's head, that foot stepped on it, like a naughty child stomping on an orange in anger, it easily crushed the head of the barbarian from the Northern Mang.
A phalanx pawn saw the scarlet rushing towards him, so he could only close his eyes and slash randomly, not expecting to hit the ghostly woman. The next moment, he suddenly realized that no matter how hard he tried, The sword that was raised high couldn't stand it anymore.
The barbarians from the Northern Mang around this soldier dispersed swiftly as if they saw a raging beast, leaving only this poor wretch who was temporarily at a loss.
After he opened his eyes, he was horrified to find that the red robe was standing on the tip of his saber, and the woman's embroidered shoes were stepping on the tip of the knife, motionless, looking down at him.
She tapped lightly, and the handle of the war knife pierced into the owner's chest in an instant, and came out through the body. She leaned back by taking advantage of the momentum, barely dodging several arrows that were shot at her face.
Xu Ying in Zhu Pao, whose head was facing the ground, waved his sleeves before falling to the ground, and his feet fell to the ground. Before stepping on a little dust, he rushed forward and raised his hand to reveal a white arm like a lotus root from the sleeve. Pressing his palm on the forehead of a Northern Mang soldier, the latter flew upside down like a broken kite for more than ten steps, and the three infantry behind him were smashed into chests by the huge force, and also fell dead on the spot.
This time Xu Ying did not dodge a fast arrow that was shot flat, and a smile appeared on her happy face. She stretched out a finger and gently touched the tip of the arrow. The speed of the arrow did not decrease at all, but it did not He shot into the woman's neck as he wished. Xu Ying's figure was as fast as a thunderbolt, and she flew backwards all the way. She waited until the arrow's strength was exhausted, and then she stood still, flipped her wrist, and gently held the arrow that should have fallen to the ground. arrows.
She smiled, and raised her eyes to look at the archer who shot the arrow. Although the Northern Mang soldier's attire was no different from that of an ordinary archer, it was obvious that he had already made his mark in martial arts.
The weird archer who was staring at Zhu Pao Xu Ying looked indifferent. Originally, he stretched his hand around his shoulder and pulled out a feathered arrow from his quiver. He probably found that a strong bow shot was still too painless for a grand master. Feeling itchy, he withdrew his hand and drew out the saber at his waist.
When he made this move, around a dozen archers also dropped their bows and drew their knives.
Xu Ying stretched out a finger with a smile, and slowly ticked at the soldier.
This man belongs to the frontier army of the Southern Dynasties. He is extremely skilled in riding, bow shooting and foot combat. He is regarded as a brave man by Bei Mang. , attached to those dignitaries and dignitaries, will definitely be regarded as a treasure by any commander. They are usually in a team of ten, lurking among the siege soldiers, waiting for opportunities, not only familiar with catching and fighting, but also good at Small-scale formation against the enemy. This kind of secret frontier soldiers of the Southern Dynasty, who usually disperse the various armies and only belong to the commander-in-chief in wartime, has far fewer people than the 20,000 marching soldiers who targeted the Xiongcheng town in the Central Plains. The bigwigs in the temple smugly praised it as the cowardly Xue army at the border of the Southern Dynasties.
This kind of Southern Dynasties fierce soldier who claims to be comparable in combat power to the white horse crossbowmen in Liangzhou, at this time hides more than a hundred people in each ten thousand step formation, so there is only one centurion. The provocative one happened to be the centurion.
The centurion stared at the scarlet robe, he hesitated a little before making up his mind, raised his left arm and clenched his fist, and then punched his right palm several times. After he made this gesture, apart from the dozen or so subordinate soldiers, the other nine teams of Southern Dynasty warriors hiding in various places in the formation also quickly received urgent information and quickly gathered here to try to encircle and suppress Xu Ying.
Sensing the strange signs, Xu Ying was eager to try, and waited patiently and quietly.
If it is said that Zhu Pao Xu Ying played more like a child with no distracting thoughts at all, then Xuanyuan Qingfeng's murderous intentions are serious and prosperous!
I am afraid that in the vast battlefield outside Jubei City, only the young vassal king who broke two thousand armors can win!
Xuanyuan Qingfeng in Daxueping went on a rampage, it was extremely domineering.
Different from Xu Ying's purpose of strolling "wandering around", he only needs to roughly keep moving forward. The leader of the Daxueping Jianghu chose a very clear goal at the beginning, a huge building car!
It is obvious who is the most obtrusive in her vision, then she will tear down whoever!
The most unreasonable woman in such a vast and vast Liyang Dynasty, is worthy of her name.
The first building car was smashed by the purple clothes, as if cut in half.
After passing through the building car, Xuanyuan Qingfeng turned around and went straight to the second car. At that time, she tore off the cowhide and got into it. Corpses kept flying out. Finally, when she appeared on the top floor with a wide view On the next day, none of the three hundred soldiers in the car survived.
Consciously or unintentionally, she glanced at the battle situation in the hinterland of the Beimang army, and then stomped down heavily. At the same time she swept out of the building car, the sturdy building car under her feet, which was built by the Southern Dynasty military supervisor, collapsed.
The third building car was luckier. Xuanyuan Qingfeng slapped it on the huge cowhide. Before they could make a move in time, the Beimang soldiers were so shocked by Xuanyuan Qingfeng's sudden burst of energy that they crashed into the fence and bleed to death in the air before they fell to the ground. Xuanyuan Qingfeng glanced back at the Drum Arena in the North City, and saw the snow-white color, she was a little dazed, the building under her feet was still swaying under the influence of the previous energy, but at this moment, Several arrows from the observation deck of the side building interrupted the Huishan Ziyi's thoughts. She frowned, didn't turn her head at all, just waved her sleeves casually, and the arrows flew back along the same trajectory as when they came. The four feathered arrows, which were so fast that they were invisible to the naked eye, pierced the chests of the four archers in an instant.
After the murder, Xuanyuan Qingfeng obviously still couldn't let go of his hatred. He twisted his ankle hidden under the hem of his skirt slightly, and the whole building tilted completely to the one on the right. Xuanyuan Qingfeng no longer cared about the tragic collision between the two buildings. Car, because she found that Beimang finally couldn't hold back, except for two majestic and distinctive cavalry who rushed to support the left and right wings, and each committed suicide to the four Central Plains masters, the groom Lou Huang and Wei Miao Chai Qingshan, in the belly of the army. In the center, there was a lot of movement, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng was the target of the interception. Except for a cavalry army with a number of about 1,000 people, after leaving the original camp, they walked along two corridors. Horses charged towards the south through the gap, and a group of black-clothed figures without armor but armed with swords and crossbows moved around stupidly. They lowered their heads and bent down to advance quickly, and there were even figures from the back of the Beimang army. They had all kinds of weapons in their hands, and their attire was also very different. They did not carry any Beimang border army equipment. A master of the northern mang rivers and lakes in the army of the Southern Expedition.
The masters who have called the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes of Beimang in recent years have all suffered a miserable end, especially the large-scale entry attack and killing of the generals of the Beiliang frontier army, which suffered severe losses. The big sects can be described as traumatic, especially the Gongzhufen and Tibingshan. If Beimang still supported them and left them in the Liyang River and Lake, which is relatively distant from the imperial court, and lost their Dinghaishenzhen and Zhongjianli, they would have been removed from the list a long time ago, right? The other Jianghu forces who smelled fishy smell joined forces to carve up, even if they were hit by an inexplicable enemy, Chess and Sword Yuefu was also uncomfortable. Luoyang broke away from Chess Sword Yuefu, and the master of Yuefu Mansion also became a foreigner with the group of Beimang masters who sneaked into Beiliang Pass. Except for the Taiping Order and Cipai named Hangu, the princess who barely supported the table, Chess Sword Yuefu is deeply rooted. His sect might be exactly like the building cart under Xuanyuan Qingfeng's feet, if he stepped on it with a little force, the foundation accumulated through two hundred years of hard work would fall away in an instant.
Seeing the three groups of people with very different feet, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was very strangely focused on going south, but chose to turn a blind eye to the young vassal king and Luoyang in white who were deeply trapped, which made Huishan Ziyi feel unhappy for no reason, and became more and more angry Mori cold.
She continued to smash a gantry truck, and then out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a thousand-man cavalry army approaching south, and the purple clothes swept away.
The leading cavalry general was slapped on the helmet by Xuanyuan Qingfeng, and his body shattered as he flew out.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had invisibly occupied the magpie's nest, stood proudly on the back of the horse that was still running wildly. She looked down from the height and looked at the cavalrymen.
This cavalry army is the elite of the Juzizhou Prefecture who spent countless efforts to build it. The famous Donglei Iron Cavalry is also the chief culprit who dragged the left cavalry army outside the Beiliang Pass into the quagmire.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't know who was Lu Dayuan, the first deputy commander of the Left Cavalry Army, or who was the Donglei Jingqi who moved the Southern Dynasty. To a small-scale cavalry army of no more than 70 or 80 people, there are majestic white-clothed swordsmen, there are women in colorful clothes fluttering on horseback, and there are old men with their eyes closed and their bodies slowly rising and falling following the horse's back. With one exception, they are all people in the rivers and lakes who have achieved success in nourishing their spirits.
For the time being, the Donglei iron cavalry without a leader is not in a state of confusion. The cavalry closest to Xuanyuan Qingfeng raised his iron spear fiercely and stabbed the purple-clothed abdomen.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't get too entangled with this thousand-man cavalry army. With his toes pointing and his figure raised a little, he just dodged the iron spear, landed on the spear body, and slid away without waiting for the cavalry general to do anything. Responding, he suddenly raised his head, kicked the man's face with the back of his foot, and shot the whole head out like that. This horrific scene is not shocking, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng clicked as soon as he wanted, and let this The humiliated Donglei Cavalry continued to head south, their figures floated high, and landed gracefully on the open space between the Donglei Cavalry and the team of rivers and lakes masters. The indescribable freehand brushwork is like a long ink scroll written by a Dan Qingguo.
After Xuanyuan Qingfeng killed the Quartet, Xu Yanbing, who had never made any big moves, suddenly said to Deng Tai'a's back: "To prevent Tuoba Bodhisattva from taking advantage of the fire to rob, I'm afraid it will be handed over to sir."
Deng Tai'a didn't turn around, and said with a casual smile: "Deng will not let Brother Xu down."
Xu Yanbing tilted the fine iron spear "Cuxian" that he had been collecting for many years in Chaoge. Facing the daughter of the Peach Blossom Sword God, this half-step martial saint from Beiliang didn't have any words of gratitude, but just left with his fists clasped .
Xu Yanbing turned around and strode towards the sword-eating patriarch who had been silent all this time, and said in a deep voice, "I will trouble the old Sui old man by coordinating the prince's return to the city."
Sui Xiegu cast a sideways glance at the former junior of Spear Fairy Wangxiu, and the old man was noncommittal to Xu Yanbing's request.
Xu Yanbing was not too difficult, and went to support the young pair of sword-crowned and sword servants in the sword tomb of the Wu family. The two of them faced an entire formation of ten thousand people. Although they hadn't fallen into the place of death, they were already surrounded by heavy armor, especially for some reason, the female sword attendant with excellent swordsmanship, even if she watched Jianzhong contemporary Jianguan's breath has been exhausted many times, and dangers are everywhere. Her plain king sword has never been drawn out of its sheath to kill the enemy, and she seems unwilling to take the initiative to help Wu Liuding share the pressure. In addition, the young Jianguan was really a newborn calf, not afraid of tigers, he just buried his head in the battle, and went forward indomitably, as if he wanted to kill directly under the banner of Prince Beimang.
In contrast, Mao Shulang, one of the few masters of swordsmanship in the world, and Ji Liuan, a guest of the Dragon Palace, are more stable, and can even greatly restrain the speed of the entire siege phalanx. The reason why he chose to support Mao Shulang and Ji Lu'an is also reasonable. First, it can block the pace of Beimang's siege to a greater extent. Second, the young sword crown is too aggressive and aggressive, and Yu Xingrui can't stop him even if he wants to. It's not easy to stop, after all, Yu Xingrui has heard about the unreasonable rules and regulations of the dry swordsmen of the Wu family's sword mound. Even if he is a kind elder and a martial arts senior, even if he has sympathy, it is very difficult for the old man to take action. Afraid of failing to clear the siege, it would be a disservice to help.
In the big formation, the vision of the young sword crown of the Wu family's sword mound was blurred by sweat. He held two sabers he had snatched casually, and he had just repelled the dense saber formation of more than a hundred soldiers from the Northern Mang. For a swordsman of Wu Liuding's level , It doesn't matter what kind of weapon you hold in your hand. He took the opportunity to gasp, shook his head, raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat carelessly, looking forward, the young man grinned.
The so-called battle of masters is naturally the ultimate principle of martial arts, but it is the situation where the two sides are evenly matched, and there is no room for a slight difference, so we can only compare pennies and bucks, but when it comes to fighting on the battlefield, it is not so particular. , just like no matter how closely the alternating attacks of Beimang infantry and archers are connected, there is no way to make the young sword crown have no chance to breathe, but this also does not mean that Wu Liuding has become a legend in a matter of course. Thousands of enemies are on the battlefield, because a master of martial arts has a certain number of aura depths, and after all, there is a definite number, not to mention land gods, even a master of the celestial realm who can resonate with the heavens and the earth, the aura is not really inexhaustible. Exhausted, every time you take a breath, it's just a re-gathering, and the speed of depletion of the Qi machine in the body will definitely far exceed the speed of replenishment. Especially when compared to Wang Xianzhi, Tuoba Bodhisattva, or pure warriors like Xuanyuan Dapan, the ancestor of Huishan, no matter whether the swordsman focuses on sword intent or swordsmanship, no matter whether he has reached the first-rank state or not, his physique is inevitably not as strong as the former. In the five hundred years of Jianghu, the people who advance the fastest are often those talented swordsmen born in the world. In the past, there was Li Chungang, the sword armor of the Spring and Autumn Period, and now there is Chen Tianyuan, the exiled immortal of the Taibai Sword Sect. On the other hand, Wang Xianzhi, Xuanyuan Dapan and others , although the final achievements are very high, and the combat power is even more terrifying, but the speed of martial arts climbing is obviously more sluggish.
Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there is no enemy on the battlefield. Why is Xu Longxiang alone in Beiliang expected to break the precedent
Of course, it is not how high Xu Longxiang's realm is, but only because of his natural diamond realm. On the battlefield, a martial arts master who faces thousands of troops can take a breath, but as the energy in his body becomes more and more At least, as long as the army has enough strength, it will naturally consume the grandmaster who is exhausted.
This superficial truth, the young man who is the most gifted and good-natured young man in the Sword Tomb of the Wu family, of course understands it.
But he still insisted on breaking the formation alone.
Wu Liuding bent down, turned his back to the female sword attendant who was traveling together in the rivers and lakes, exhaled heavily, with a sad expression, and said softly: "Cuihua, I don't think I can compare to that guy surnamed Xu in this life. , he probably killed all the way to Beimang Dazhu, where am I now, it's a thousand miles away."
The sword servant Cuihua hummed without any words of comfort.
Wu Liuding sighed, "It's really annoying, remember that time in the reeds outside Xiangfan City, I could knock down seventy or eighty Beiliang princes with one hand, right?"
Sword Servant Cuihua raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes were gentle, "It should be."
Wu Liuding remained silent, clenched his swords tightly.
Suddenly, the young Jianguan felt a palm lightly pressing on his head.
How can a man's head and a woman's waist be touched
It's just that Wu Liuding didn't care.
Impressing anyone as a quiet and unobtrusive female sword attendant, she rubbed Wu Liuding's head, opened her eyes and looked into the distance, and said softly: "Although I have always wondered why you have to compete with that young feudal lord, But no matter what, since you are willing to admit defeat..."
With firm eyes, Wu Liuding shook his head vigorously and said, "Don't admit defeat!"
Sword servant Cuihua withdrew her hand, raised her arm, and grasped the hilt of King Su's sword, "Actually, there is something I have been keeping from you."
Wu Liuding turned his head suddenly, and said with a sad face: "Cuihua, don't say it, don't say it, if you tell me that you secretly like Xu, where am I going to cry?!"
The female sword attendant gave him a hard look, then slowly pulled out the Su Wang sword, passed him by, and said softly, "I'm probably already a land sword fairy."
Wu Liuding was dumbfounded.
Outside the big formation, Xu Yanbing was not in a hurry to break through the formation. Facing the thick infantry formation that was advancing, Xu Yanbing made a move that no one expected. In the Liyang Jianghu, a martial arts master who was rarely mentioned, suddenly thrust his iron spear into the ground.
Xu Yanbing took a step forward, and the iron gun was on the right behind him.
It seems that this man wants to tell the ten thousand line.
I, Xu Yanbing of Beiliang, are here, and no one in Beimang can pass a spear.
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The last of the 18 out-of-city masters was the blind female luthier from Xishu, Xue Songguan.
But it was the young woman who seemed to be the furthest from the battlefield, who was under the heaviest pressure.
Beimang's rain of arrows pouring towards Jubei City was stopped by her and Cheng Baishuang, who had entered the realm of the giant celestial phenomenon, and even the siege boulders of more than two thousand catapults, the largest of which were almost without exception , were smashed one by one by this female luthier who only refers to the mysterious realm.
That kind of large catapult driven by hundreds of hands, the boulders thrown out sound like thunder, invincible, and can sink seven feet deep into the ground!
To be surprised by such a woman with a slender waist and a delicate body, quietly extinguished that arrogance like spring wind and rain.
Xue Songguan had changed to sitting cross-legged, and the Guqin rested on his legs.
Four strings are broken.
The first string was broken by her hook, and the next three were broken, broken, and broken.
The blind female luthier bowed her head, her fingers trembling slightly.
On the body of the piano, little drops of scarlet blood dripped down.
She knows that her efforts are worthwhile. Although she is a killer and is not familiar with military warfare, but before the siege infantry rushes to the city, every extra wave that Beimang throws is originally to help the infantry to suppress the city. The rain of arrows is tantamount to reducing the number of deaths of the Beiliang frontier army who refused to beicheng.
Xue Songguan raised his head slowly, and "looked" suspiciously at the elderly Confucian scholar who came to her side at some time. She knew that his surname was Cheng and his name was Baishuang. He was a scholar in the old Southern Tang Dynasty and a martial arts master in Southern Xinjiang.
The old man looked kindly and said: "Miss Xue, you are still young, so you don't need to work so hard. You were too quick to attack earlier, and the old man was worried about disrupting your energy, so he couldn't stop you. Next, the old man will do it." How about doing your best, if you change the girl, you can check for omissions and fill in the vacancies?"
The blind female luthier shook her head slightly, very firmly.
The old man was not surprised by this, and while waving his sleeves and smashing boulders above his head with arrogance, he still persuaded with a pleasant face: "Miss Xue, I am two generations older than you, so let the old man rely on the old and sell the old, and say some big truths." , I don’t know why you appear here, I don’t know who it is for, but since the old man fought side by side with your little girl, there is no reason for the woman to die first, this matter is unreasonable and not proper, right?”
The woman smiled gracefully, as if she thought of the old master next to Su Su who also likes to reason.
Some scholars, no matter how old or young they are, seem innocent and cute.
She still remembers Su Su's argument with old master Zhao in the early years. Su Su was so angry that he asked why the old man didn't die for his country. He never thought that the old man would answer Su Su with a straight face. As a matter of course, fighting on the battlefield has always been the duty of a warrior, and death is worthy of death. If you say that I, Zhao Dingxiu, a scholar, am afraid of dying on the battlefield, what is my fault? Su Su bared her teeth and grinned, speechless, Old Master Zhao walked away leisurely with his hands behind his hands, but the old man's back was a bit sad that's all.
Cheng Baishuang laughed and joked: "Miss Xue, how can a rare girl like you not marry? Isn't it to make a certain man in the world less lucky! Old man, I am old Now, if you are thirty or forty years younger, I will definitely write a good poem and a famous article to present to you, my fair lady, a gentleman is so good."
Officer Xue Song blushed.
Cheng Baishuang restrained his expression, "Next, let the old guy who can only be regarded as half a scholar work harder, Miss Xue, how about it?"
Xue Songguan didn't know how to answer.
The elderly Confucian scholar Cheng Baishuang took a deep breath.
The sages of Confucianism said that although there are tens of millions of people, I will go.
It fits the scene!
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Suddenly, there was a vision in the world!
A beam of light as thick as a mountain peak descended from the sky, completely covering the land with a radius of one mile in front of the Beimang Dazhu.
It was like a snow-white waterfall falling from the nine heavens and pouring into the world!
At that moment, Tuoba Bodhisattva finally appeared, standing only a few feet away from Deng Tai'a's flying sword. It's just a bait, in fact, there is no need for me to kill Xu Fengnian at all, it will be suppressed by heaven."
Deng Tai'a's face looked solemn and dignified. Looking at the beam of light that continuously impacted the earth from the sky, it contained a supreme majesty that absolutely did not exist in the world, and Deng Tai'a fell into deep thought.
Tuoba Bodhisattva sneered and said, "Tai Deng, why don't you and I take this opportunity to decide the outcome?"
Deng Tai'a slowly withdrew his gaze, and finally started to look at Tuoba Bodhisattva squarely, but he shook his head and said with a sarcasm: "It's not my turn."
Tuoba Bodhisattva then turned his head and looked away.
In front of the dusty Beimang Dazhu, there was a faint, and from a distance, a black line seemed to appear between the beam of light and the ground.
Under the suppression of heaven.
Someone stood up!