The two chief generals with 5,000 cavalry each on the left and right flanks of Beimang almost lost their minds. They were able to participate in the siege of the city as cavalry troops and reap such easy-to-get first achievements. It is far from needing to push desperately under the city wall like the first 30,000 infantry, and then risk their lives to attack the city with ants. As a two-winged cavalry, it is actually just a symbolic multiple rounds of upward shooting on horseback, trying to help the south. The few elite infantry troops in the town suppressed the rain of arrows at the top of the city, and Beimang itself had a crossbow position and more than 2,000 catapults as the main force for projectiles, so the two cavalry troops did not have to bear any responsibility at all.
Beiliang iron cavalry has long explored a rule. Whether the border army of the barbarians in Beimang is the army of the masters, the army of the sons, or the army of the grandchildren, it only depends on the status of their leading generals. Where is the difference, but it will definitely not be too high, so the soldiers and horses under the command are often in the upper middle reaches, and most of them are sons. One is that the noble surnames of Beiting and Da Xitiao don't look down on the temples of Xijing at all. In the eyes of those grassland figures whose eyes are higher than the top, I am afraid that except for Huang Songpu, Dong Zhuo Liugui and other generals who hold festivals, there is no one. A few people who can really be regarded as officials. Furthermore, His Majesty the Emperor has always carried out the strategy of co-ruling the Southern Dynasties between the survivors of the Spring and Autumn Period and the nobles of Longguan, and did not support the involvement of the great figures of the Northern Court in the Southern Dynasties. The local generals of the Southern Dynasties generally judged according to the rank of their families. The children of the wealthy clan in Longguan were the most precious. For example, Wanyan Yinjiang who personally went to the battlefield of Laowo Mountain in Liuzhou, his Wanyan Jingqi was from the sideline of the Southern Dynasty. The old army is second to none in terms of combat power and equipment. Then there are the Jiayi Gaomen outside the Longguan relationship forces, which are also deeply rooted in the military and politics of the Southern Dynasty, and are often very familiar with the main field cavalry forces of Beiliang, so they should not be underestimated.
These two cavalry troops are typical southern border son troops. The ancestors of the family have already secretly relied on their connections to make their way. Finally, they attached themselves to His Royal Highness, who was personally recruited by the imperial driver, and thus received this treatment that is similar to lying down and earning credit.
How could they have imagined that before entering the range of the horse bow, each of them would bump into two iron nails, and they would be bloody and bloody, and their hearts would hurt!
The two cavalry armies suffered huge casualties of nearly a thousand cavalry. As a result, none of the arrows were drawn out of the quiver. In the end, they didn't even touch the wall of Jubei City. Can the general not be frightened
Rejecting the battlefield on the far right side of Beicheng, the two refused to horse.
Nanzhao Wei Miao and Dongyue Jianchi Chai Qingshan, the two masters of the Central Plains had never faced each other before, and naturally they had no chance to fight and learn from each other, but they cooperated seamlessly!
Wei Miao used his bare hands to fight against the Beimang cavalry army. His shots were wide open and closed, extremely crisp and sharp. Every time he punched, he was so powerful that a cavalry pawn who rushed to kill would be crushed with his arm and knife. In other words, the high-quality scimitar in the hands of Beimang cavalry soldiers is as fragile as paper.
And Chai Qingshan has always been famous for his exquisite swordsmanship and deep sword energy, which just complements Wei Miao's strong and fierce fist. The sword glow was only two feet long, but it was like holding a five-foot green blade, just enough to stand on the ground and accurately stab the heart of the Beimang cavalry, or gently pick the cavalry's neck, a long sword unexpectedly It is never stained with scarlet.
At this time, Wei Miao suddenly changed his fierce fist style that could overwhelm the enemy with one and a half moves, or the light and agile posture of walking in an arc, or walking in the mud with his feet not reaching his knees. Walking quickly, twisting his waist and shaking his body and shaking his armor, every time he leaned his shoulders against the horses of the Beimang cavalrymen, with his diamond physique, he was able to smash a border army horse to its hooves in an instant Flying out from the ground, because of Wei Miao's rapid pace, he can always see the needle between several riders. Although Bei Mang consciously spread the width of the charge, he stretched out a front line of seven or eight riders or even dozens of riders in parallel, trying to break the two The Central Plains Grandmaster's stable pattern of one in front and one in the back tried not to give them a chance to change their aura, but Wei Miao's fast forward, fast back, fast fight and fast retraction changed accordingly, still blocking waves of cavalry from charging into the formation. Although the Northern Mang cavalry army has realized that they must sacrifice the lives of ten or a hundred cavalry in exchange for their opponents, they just want to slowly consume the two Central Plains masters. The moves that do not target the Beimang soldiers began to contain a huge spiral dark force, which created exaggerated and absurd pictures. The flying directions of many Beimang war horses are simply unimaginable, and they may fly horizontally to both sides , It is possible to run backwards, and it may even fly upwards at an angle. Such a "huge" hidden weapon makes the same column of cavalry in Beimang and the cavalry in the rear impossible to guard against, which greatly limits the rapid advancement of the cavalry in Beimang. An attempt to form two encirclement circles.
Even if there are some fish that slip through the net and want to pass Wei Miao to outflank the arc to both sides, Chai Qingshan will naturally not rigidly stick to the rules of you front and me behind. The sword energy is only two feet
After two or three hundred riders died, this Northern Mang cavalry army did not want to retreat, let alone fight timidly.
After five or six hundred riders died, the commander gritted his teeth, hoping to drag two martial arts masters to death by means of a wheel battle.
After killing more than a thousand cavalrymen, the cavalry commander, who had never dared to fight in person, was so red-eyed that he knew that he had no way out, and ordered all the cavalry troops under his command to abandon their swords! Just rely on speeding forward to death, and ramming the two people with the horse!
After that, the five hundred horses charged wildly, as if they committed suicide before the two Central Plains masters, and the Beimang cavalrymen who fell off their horses, as long as they did not faint or die on the spot, they all got up and fought with their knives.
The world's elite, brave and fearless, are indeed not unique to Beiliang iron cavalry.
In the first Battle of Liangmang, Hutou City in Liangzhou, Hulukou in Youzhou, and Qingcang City in Liuzhou, the soldiers at the northern border of Liangzhou fought recklessly, and the soldiers of Beimang also died vigorously!
The second Battle of Lumang, from the Miyun Mountain Pass in the Western Region, the northern corridor in Liuzhou, the Laowo Mountain battlefield, to the left cavalry outside the Liangzhou Pass against the Donglei Jingqi and Rouran Cavalry, in every battlefield, the enemy and us, All are soul-stirring killings!
Therefore, Bei Mang has always believed that as long as Beiliang is defeated, it is equivalent to conquering the entire Central Plains with a vast territory.
And Beiliang always believed that it wasn't that they deliberately looked down on the elites of the Central Plains and the iron cavalry of the Liang and Liao Dynasties. No matter how much it was, it was not enough for the barbarians of the North Mang to chop it down.
In a night chat around the stove that was destined to be annihilated in the dust of history, Tan Tanweng asked a close friend with his palm facing the handle with a smile, if he offended the Xu family, simply rebelled, and joined hands with Bei Mang to go south to the Central Plains, what will you and me do then? If you do, don't you become a sinner through the ages, you, Bi Yan'er, are at the top of the list, and I, Huan Wen, are at the second place
The Lord Shoufu, who was at the height of the sun in Liyang Chaotang at that time, gave a humorous answer with a calm expression: I only hope that when the time comes in our temple, all the princes will feel that the water of martyrdom is too cold, Overhang home cordless.
Huan Wen is still on top of that temple, still standing tall and unshakable, but after the fall of this year, he has gradually faded out of the court's view, and hardly participates in the small court meeting. The old man lives in seclusion, becomes more silent, unwilling Talk to people.
In this way, deep down in the heart of the first assistant Zhang Julu, it is even more unknown what kind of views he holds on the Xu family in Beiliang, which was separated from the feudal town.
Anyway, as the struggle between the Jiangnan aristocratic family and the Liaodong clan in the Liyang temple intensified, some scholars who had a clear sleeve but carried morality on their shoulders, after gaining a firm foothold in Tai'an City, began to make some voices, saying that the man was called Zhang Julu The old country thieves in the country not only specialize in government affairs, but even secretly colluded with the Northwest Frontier Army, deliberately raising tigers to infect them in order to consolidate their position.
Although these people are not many in number for the time being, their identities are often good, and they are regarded as empty of intellectual ambitions, but they could only be suppressed and excluded by Zhang Lu, led by the jealous Bi Yaner during the Yonghui period, and now they finally hold on. When the clouds open and the moon shines, they should speak up and say a few words of justice for the common people and the community.
He was praised for a while, a literati with a strong character, a moral master, and a pillar of a country.
Compared with the vast majority of ordinary scholars, these scholars who have jumped the dragon's gate, or celebrities who were born in the family of generals and ministers, are not many in number, but they speak the loudest and have the largest audience.
Three years after the autumn of this auspicious talisman, the highest place of the temple in Tai'an City, and even the Yamen of the Ministry of War, which had fought against the Xu family in the northwest for so many years, actually did not deliberately conceal the tragic victory of the Miyun Battle, and it was later passed on through Lianghuai Road. The Liuzhou Laowoshan victory report in the capital, and the annihilation of the Liangzhou Left Cavalry Army in Lu Dayuan, the new Lianghuai Road's economic strategy envoy Han Lin and Jiedu envoy Xu Gong reported to the court verbatim, but still It's strange that the whole city of Tai'an, from the noble families with deep courtyards to the streets and alleys where chickens and dogs bark, didn't talk about this from beginning to end, probably because the former didn't want to talk about it, and the latter couldn't hear it.
The common people in the capital of Liyang have heard at most that the Xu family of Beiliang fought a few small victories in Liuzhou, suffered a big defeat outside Liangzhou Pass, and will soon be surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops from Beimang. I left the city of Jubei.
There is no way, and it is really no wonder that this city of Tai'an, which has been used to sitting and watching the clouds rise and fall for 20 years, is so urgent that Wu Chongxuan, the great general who conquered the South with the rank of Minister of the Ministry of War, personally commanded a hundred thousand troops from the southern border. It was the rebels who could not resist the advance of the three vassals to the north.
Gu Jiantang's Liao frontier army of the Dazhu Kingdom stood still.
It is said that Tang Tieshuang, the servant of the Ministry of War who inherited Gu Lu's legacy, is about to leave the capital. He will lead most of the capital's elite troops to set up a second line of defense behind Wu Chongxuan's army. He only needs to wait for the two Liaodong cavalry to rush south. They will definitely drive the rebels back to the south bank of the Guangling River in one go. What white-clothed soldier sage Chen Zhibao's Shu infantry, what Yan Chi Wang Zhao Bing's barbarian soldiers and horses, and what a bare-handed Jingan King Zhao Xun are not worth mentioning!
As far as Liyang is concerned, the frontier armies of Liao and Liao, which took 20 years and devoted half the country's efforts to build, are the world's top elite troops right next to Liyang Zhao's couch, as if they are in their own home under the nose of Tai'an City. People are the pillars of a country and the gods of the sea.
The Xu family in the Northwest has soldiers and self-respect, how can they be trusted
Beiliang Dao, a tyrannical place where there are as many sects as a cow and few seeds for reading, how can it be qualified to sit at the same table with Tai'an City, the most benevolent city in the world, Guangling Dao, which is rich in the Central Plains, and Jiangnan Dao, which is full of literary style
Outside the city of Jubei, it was probably the heroic battle with the most disparity in military strength in history, and someone died.
The deceased was Cheng Baishuang, a Confucian scholar in the old Southern Tang Dynasty.
This old scholar, who had almost achieved the realm of Confucianism, and the Central Plains Grandmaster who was at the back of the battlefield with the blind female luthier Xue Songguan, should have died last.
The old man exhausted himself and died.
Wei Miao, Chai Qingshan and Lou Huangyu the groom each blocked five thousand Beimang Jingqi.
Wu Liuding in the sword mound of the Wu family, Cuihua, the sword attendant, and Xu Yanbing, who stood behind him with a gun, firmly blocked the footsteps of the tens of thousands of soldiers on the left wing of Beimang.
Mao Shulang in Southern Xinjiang, Ji Liu'an in Longgong, and Yu Xingrui in Wudang Mountain have been deeply trapped in the encirclement of ten thousand people on the right wing and two reinforcements of fine cavalry. .
In the formation in the middle of Beimang, Xu Ying in Zhu Pao joined forces with Luoyang who had withdrawn from the hinterland of the army, and Sui Xiegu, who was full of sword spirit, supported him from the rear, and finally managed to hold back the turbulent tide that was rolling southward.
During this period, although Luoyang went to the bow and crossbow position in Beimang to kill, but for the catapults with a number of more than 2,000 and located on a long arc, they still seemed to have more than enough energy. And if she targets these siege weapons, just relying on Xu Ying and Sui Xiegu to block the infantry in the middle, and a continuous stream of cavalry troops rushing through the two wide corridors, it is very likely that the two will be killed People are completely in the mud. The original lineup was the most unprecedented in the middle, after Xu Yanbing and Yu Xingrui had to go to the left and right, plus Xu Fengnian had to confront Bodhisattva Tuoba, and Deng Tai'a had to face the immortals in the sky, so as to ensure that the young feudal lord could follow up without any worries. Otherwise, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who is already "blessed by nature", has heaven and man constantly "stirring the flames" above his head. Once he successfully climbs to the peak of martial arts, even if Tuoba Bodhisattva only has a stick of incense, he will be among the best. The first person in five hundred years, Xu Fengnian, who always needs to be distracted, has no possibility of surviving, let alone beheading Tuoba Bodhisattva, even returning to Jubei City alive is an extravagant hope!
In this way, Luoyang had to deal with the embarrassing situation where a clever woman can't cook without rice, and had to be restrained, otherwise, with her cultivation level, Xuanyuan Qingfeng had already entangled Deng Mao and Murong Baoding had not come to stop her. Under the premise, it is not impossible to enter the land of no one in the army of Beimang, not only destroy half of the catapults, but also retire.
Previously, Xue Songguan plucked the strings with his fingers, and the old Confucian scholars with frosty temples, with their awe-inspiring spirit, together blocked round after round of catapults, and wave after wave of arrows attacked the city.
Whether it's a huge boulder being thrown, or an arrow like a swarm of locusts, the most deadly thing is not the kind of menacing overwhelming, but their dense and rapid.
Xue Songguan, who was sitting cross-legged at that time, the scarlet blood stains on the guqin on his legs, the broken strings, and the bloody fingers of the blind female qin player, were silently telling a truth Well, she, who was not known for her physical strength, was almost at the end of her strength.
So Cheng Baishuang told Xue Songguan not to be reluctant, and let him, an old guy, take up the burden. In the words of the old man, there is absolutely no reason for a junior or a woman, Miss Xue, to bear the heavy responsibility, like her. A beautiful young woman, husband and child, is considered a good thing in the world.
Not only that, the elderly Confucian scholar, after realizing that the three masters including his old friend Ji Liuan on the right hand side, were in danger, he made a decisive decision and asked Xue Songguan to go to help. under the city wall.
The young blind female luthier was hesitant. Although she couldn't see the withered appearance of the old man with her own eyes, how could Xue Songguan, who ranks among the top three in Zhixuan attainment, not be able to sense the dying man's dying years and the twilight breath?
She knew very well that if she left, the old man would die.
She couldn't bear it.
Although an old man and a young met briefly, fighting side by side for no reason, but Xue Songguan already regarded this elderly gentleman from the distant old Southern Tang Dynasty as his own elder, and he might have the same temperament as the old master Zhao Dingxiu Old-fashioned, with the bookish spirit that she is very unfamiliar with, but in the end he is a kind-hearted and kind old man.
"Miss Xue, don't delay the battle!"
After Cheng Baishuang took a deep breath, he forcibly swallowed the blood that had welled up his throat. After seeing the woman holding the piano and getting up, he tried his best to smile softly and gently: "Miss Xue, there was once a woman who was banished to my country and my hometown Before his death in a foreign land, a great writer in the south of the Yangtze River left behind a lot of poems and essays that are not widely circulated. Among them, there are two sentences that the old man must pass on to Xue Songguan, "Eat three hundred lychees every day", "I will travel strangely and crown my life", Miss Xue, if you have a chance, you must go there to see it. If you say you don’t like to enjoy the scenery, but the lychees that are as expensive as gold in the north are only a few tens of pennies a catty in our side..."
Speaking of this, Cheng Baishuang stomped his feet suddenly, penetrating into the deep ground, raised his arm and waved a sleeve, like a calligrapher splashing ink on rice paper, then seemed to think of something interesting, laughed a few times, and after panting, slowly Said: "Miss Xue, if you don't have someone you like, in fact, you might as well find a scholar in the future to be a person who will grow old together. Although it is inevitable that your words will turn sour, but the worst thing is that you don't need to buy vinegar at home."
Xue Songguan, whose back was already facing the old man, did not turn around, but nodded vigorously.
She flitted away.
Cheng Baishuang withdrew his gaze, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.
At this moment, the old man covered in frost and snow could no longer conceal his tiredness.
Although every waving of the sleeves would bring about heart-wrenching turmoil, the old man remained calm and muttered to himself, "But I feel that there are ghosts and gods in singing, how can I know that starving to death fills the ditch? So I can't do it... Hugh to the old man Thinking about the old country, and trying new teas with new fires. But I can't do it... "
Cheng Baishuang felt the majestic rain of swords above his head.
The old man, holding his breath so as not to fall into the dry dantian, was unable to turn his head and open his eyes. He could only vaguely sense the sword rain falling on Xue Songguan's side of the Northern Mang formation, and the old man was full of gratified smiles. .
"The country's unfortunate poets are lucky. First, I hope that there will be no more frontier poems and no great poets in the future. Second, I hope that the scholars of future generations will be happy to forget their worries. I don't know that old age is coming, I don't know that old age is coming..."
Cheng Baishuang raised his arms for the last time, wearing a long robe with wide sleeves and a scholarly look.
The childish child pulled his clothes and asked, why is it too late to come back
Why is it too late to come back
When the arm slumped down this time, the old man's lips moved slightly, and he could no longer raise his arm.
With his back facing the city of Jubei, which is the gate of the northwestern country in the Central Plains, and facing the hundreds of thousands of troops in Beimang, the old man bowed his head silently and remained silent.
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Before Cheng Baishuang was alive, there had never been a huge rock or a bed crossbow arrow falling into Jubei City in Beimang.
Who said that a scholar who is useless is a scholar
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Sui Xiegu, who was closest to this old Southern Tang survivor, did not turn his head, and sighed softly. Originally, with the place where he was standing as the center of a circle, within twenty feet, more than a hundred snow-white sword auras as thick as the mouth of a bowl intertwined into a circle. Suddenly, the sword energy expanded ten feet, and the sword energy increased by 60. More than 80 shield-wielding pawns who carefully detoured and rushed forward were killed immediately.
Ji Liu'an, a guest of the Dragon Palace who was fighting bloody battles in the Beimang formation on the right, split a heavy-armored Beimang centurion in half with a sword, turned around suddenly, and roared, "Old book bag!"
At this moment, seven or eight spears stabbed in clusters, the saber master Mao Shulang strode forward, took a dozen steps forward, stood in front of Ji Liu'an and swiped his sword horizontally, sweeping away with a strong aura, Cut all those Beimang pawns in half.
Wudang Master Yu Xingrui softly shouted "Bold Rat", the mahogany sword in his hand flashed away, piercing the necks of the three cobweb dead men flanking Mao Shulang one after another, with the power of the sword, the immortal flying sword took the head.
On the far left side of the battlefield, Yu Bridegroom and Lou Huang, two brothers from Emperor Wucheng, one with a cold knife and one with a famous sword Shu Dao. Both sides advance hand in hand, because at the end there is Xu Yanbing helping to block the infantry, this pair of Wang Xianzhi's proud disciples are completely at ease Dig forward.
A half-step martial sage sits in the back, don't worry about obstructing, just concentrate on killing people, but Yu Groom and Lou Huang seem to be more powerful than Ji Liu'an and the other three.
Lou Huang's sword is powerful and simple, just like a woodcutter chopping firewood, no matter whether it is a Beimang cavalry or a war horse, there will never be a complete body under one strike.
The bridegroom put away the cold knife that was about to break, put it back into the scabbard, and pulled out the ancient sword that had been trembling in the sheath for a long time. Quite a few, a sword is a life. Although the momentum of killing the enemy is not as terrifying as that of Lou Huang, even Xu Yanbing was a little surprised when he noticed the subtle change in this person's aura. Signs, success will come naturally, only a thin line away, and you can step into the threshold of the land sword fairy. Although even after the realm is stabilized, it is still not a real land fairy, but as long as the realm rises to that height, it is far from being a mysterious sword fairy. A swordsman from two realms of astronomical phenomena accidentally comprehended one or two styles of swordsmanship comparable to the power of a sword fairy, and he would probably be another person after Deng Tai'a.
The bridegroom pointed his sword between the eyebrows of a Beimang cavalry soldier, instead of looking at the corpse of the fallen horse, he jumped on the horse's back, looked forward, and reminded Lou Huang in a deep voice: "Beimang has another Thousands of fine riders are coming, and there is also a top master who hides and hides."
Lou Huang was about to speak, but Groom Yu had already laughed and fled, "Let me meet him for a while first!"
On the far right, at the critical moment when Chai Qingshan and Wei Miao switched positions, a figure as fast as a fright came down on the head, punching the chest of Chai Qingshan who was about to retreat, although the famous actor Liyang's kendo master subconsciously swung his sword forward, and used the edge of his sword to face the enemy, hoping to make the uninvited guest retreat, but that punch still hit the edge of the sword without hesitation!
During the gap between breaths and the long-standing battle, the master of Dongyue Jianchi was caught off guard and was injured by the edge of his long sword. Fortunately, Wei Miao quickly moved forward, grabbed Chai Qingshan's shoulder with one hand and pulled back, With one hand, he blocked the second punch of the Beimang martial arts master.
Chai Qingshan took advantage of the situation and swept back tens of feet, a deep blood groove was cut on his chest, and the blood gushed out, soaking through the front of his clothes.
While Wei Miao was holding the fist with his left hand, because his right hand needed to help Chai Qingshan avoid the sword edge earlier, he was a little slower than the Beimang master when he punched again, but it happened to be this little difference that made the The deep and sinister assassins in the city government have taken the greatest opportunity.
Wei Miao was hit on the forehead with a punch, Wei Miao stomped his feet loudly, took only half a step back and then stopped backing up, insisting on not taking a step back! It can be seen that the number one expert in Nanzhao has a strong temperament!
Wei Miao exchanged punches with the visitor!
Three steps back each!
Wei Miao punched the man in the chest, and he received another punch on the forehead.
Scarlet blood oozes from Wei Miao's ears, whose head was severely injured.
In the blurred vision, the Bei Mang military general wearing a bright silver armor smiled grimly: "Wei Miao has fists, but the world has no fists? You are the one who kills!"
Taking advantage of the gap between the tall general's speech, Chai Qingshan hastily raised his breath, and was about to regain the disadvantage for Wei Miao, but at this moment, the old man heard the blind female luthier behind him shouting: "Be careful of the top of your head!"
The second Beimang assassin with a ghostly figure volleyed down in the air, without sound or vibration, like a lonely ghost.
The flaws of the silver-armored generals are obviously a deliberate cover-up. I am afraid that this is the ultimate move that the two Beimang martial arts masters really surfaced after they intertwined each other!
Chai Qingshan quickly took a step back.
At the same time as Xue Songguan sounded the reminder, he wiped the strings with his palm!
But there was a scene that made the blind female luthier feel sad and indignant. The assassin completely ignored the heavy blow to his chest, as if he couldn't feel the slightest pain. Gang, Wu Jianguang, just aimed at Chai Qingshan's eyebrows, and slashed straight down!
A piece of willow in Beimang, Li Fengshou, who is really haunted!
On the line of life and death, Chai Qingshan still tried his best to hand out what might be the last sword in this life.
Straight into the man's heart.
The suzerain of Dongyue Sword Pool only hoped that this sword could pierce that person's heart.
It doesn't matter that I, Chai Qingshan, die, it's also good if I can kill one more person.
Originally, Li Fengshou should have taken this opportunity to behead Chai Qingshan, and then the silver-armored general would have hammered down Wei Miao, who had a turbulent aura with both fists.
That's an excellent situation for both to win!
But at this moment, Chai Qingshan suddenly realized that although the long sword had wiped out a ragged ravine on his forehead, he only needed a little more strength to break his head open. Dividing the body is also not difficult.
But that assassin with extremely treacherous sword skills chose to show mercy
At the same time, it was the silver-armored general of Murong Baoding, who was in charge of the festive order in Beimang Orange State, who wasted a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to punch, as if he had been immobilized by an immortal.
Chai Qingshan's eyes widened, even a veteran swordsman like the old man felt that the scene in front of him was too absurd!
The Northern Mang assassin in front of him was hanging in the air, his arms were drooping, and the willow-leaf long sword fell to the ground.
A section of willow, plum and phoenix head was grabbed by the neck by someone behind him with one hand, and it was lifted in the air!
Murong Baoding didn't dare to move, he was too honest.
Even if he can clearly see the back of that person.
That purple-gold python robe!
Xu Fengnian, the king of Beiliang who broke through the sea of clouds and returned to the world.
The five fingers of the young feudal lord were like hooks, completely blowing out the internal energy of this piece of willow.
The limp and boneless Li Fengshou twitched the corners of his mouth with a sinister smile.
In an instant, Wei Miao wanted to throw a punch, and Chai Qingshan wanted to throw a sword, but both were too slow.
The two top martial arts masters believed that even in their peak state, they could not stop the surprise attack of the third "assassin" in Beimang.
The young vassal king suffered an unimaginable blow to his back. After shifting his footsteps slightly, he bypassed Chai Qingshan and slammed into the towering city wall of Jubei City.
Wei Miao and Chai Qingshan retreated almost simultaneously.
It never occurred to him that the man had no intention of chasing and killing the two of them at all. He stood there, looked towards the base of the city wall, and said with a sneer, "I really want to die!"
You, Xu Fengnian, didn't obediently hide above the sea of clouds, relying on Deng Tai'a's protection to completely stabilize your energy, how dare you fall back to the battlefield to save others? !
Murong Baoding glanced at the man standing beside him, with mixed feelings.
Even though they knew they were in the same camp and the identities of the two sides were not too different, Murong Baoding still couldn't help but feel like facing a big enemy, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.
Murong Baoding asked in a low voice: "What about a piece of willow?"
The burly man surrounded by eighteen golden dragons did not speak.
Murong Baoding's eyes were gloomy, but he didn't continue to ask.
Under the city wall of Jubei City, in the shade, Xu Fengnian, with his back to the battlefield, still held Li Fengshou's neck. Not too much.
Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "I didn't die last time when I was cut in half, but this time I should die, right?"
This willow in Beimang, whose real identity is extremely concealed and prominent, grinned slightly, as if he wanted to laugh happily, but he couldn't make a sound, and said hoarsely: "I? You, Xu Fengnian, are buried with you, so it's not a loss."
Xu Fengnian let out an oh.
Li Fengshou slowly closed his eyes, as if he was relieved from a heavy burden, as if he had obtained the greatest relief, he said intermittently: "Don't worry... I am really dead this time... But I will tell you a secret at the end, there is no need for Tuoba Bodhisattva to avenge me, I, Li Fengshou ... You can do it yourself, Xu Fengnian, do you believe it?"
Xu Fengnian broke his neck and said with a smile, "Guess?"
Throwing away the corpse casually, Xu Fengnian turned around and looked up at the sky.
He knew what Tuoba Bodhisattva was waiting for.
The Tiandao suppression that Bei Mang had planned long ago had two functions. First, it was to kill his Bei Liang Qi, which was what the heavenly beings cared most about. The God of War is icing on the cake again.
It's just because I didn't expect that many exiled immortals headed by Zhao Changling would fall in Beiliang, adding so much energy to Beiliang, and afterward Deng Tai'a came with Tai'a in his hand, and cut off with a sword in the air, making the Taoist who only wanted to target himself The beam of light had to be withdrawn early.
As for where half of the Dao of Heaven is, Xu Fengnian doesn't know and doesn't care, but it must have something to do with this dead piece of willow. To provoke the next round of suppression, Xu Fengnian is sure that even if he doesn't take the initiative to kill Li Fengshou, this lunatic will stretch his neck and let him chop him off. Maybe Li Fengshou's deeper identity will be a certain exiled immortal, either in his previous life. The subjugated monarch whose country was destroyed by Xu Xiao, or simply traced back to before the Great Qin Dynasty, in short, it was an old account that could not be cleared up for several lifetimes by reasoning. Xu Fengnian had already seen it. Since there is no next life, I will solve it in this life!
Xu Fengnian stepped out of the shadows step by step.
Up and down the city, I saw this Liyang king with a different surname tearing off the python robe!
The clothes are like snow.
Just like going out of Liangzhou in white clothes back then!
This young man who is no longer a bullshit Liyang feudal king smiled brightly for no reason, then raised his head and said loudly: "Xu Xiao's eldest son, Xu Fengnian is begging to die here!"