Xu Fengnian was at a loss. The mad dog "Zhao Gou" who was used by Li Yang to cut off dissidents originally had most of the command power in the hands of a relative of the queen Zhao Zhi. Could it be that the old spy Tang Huaguan got Zhao Zhi's secret orders? ? But how can Zhao Zhi be a woman with a bodhisattva heart? The friendship between the Xu and Zhao families is actually divided into two parts, one is Xu Xiao and the late emperor, and the other is Xu Fengnian's mother and Zhao Zhi. The last time Xu Fengnian entered Beijing, he disappeared outside the Jiujiu Pavilion. What's more, there is a mighty Beiliang between the Land of Refugees and Liyang Zhao Shi, so where is it Zhao Zhi's turn to point fingers? Xu Fengnian was startled suddenly, he dared to reject the imperial decree of the emperor, although Zhao Zhi's scheming didn't matter, but maybe he miscalculated something, which made Xu Fengnian feel a little uneasy, but at this time, he couldn't allow him to temporarily change the established plan. Plan, at worst, use the most stupid method, soldiers come to cover the water and soil, and you will see who is the praying mantis and who is the oriole.
At the door, Gu Feiqing threw an iron spear to the species inside the door. The monster weighed it up and skillfully played a spear. The momentum suddenly changed, and he no longer saw the idle clouds and wild cranes that didn't care about anything before. He dragged his spear and slid on the green brick floor. His footsteps were irregular, rushing and slowing down, seemingly doing whatever he wanted In a few blinks, he killed Xu Fengnian without saying a word. Holding the bottom of the iron spear in his hand, he swung the whip straight in a big arc, and hit Xu Fengnian's head with the whip. The iron spears of the same type and the same standard were drawn obliquely, and when the two spears collided horizontally and vertically, Xu Fengnian immediately let go of the iron spear, not catching the momentum brought by the impact, but also not letting go. It took too long, before the iron spear was knocked down to the ground by the head of the seedling demon, and in a split second, he grasped the iron spear with only the "afterglow" of its vitality. From the outsider's point of view, Xu Fengnian has always held the iron spear tightly, head-to-head with Zhongliang once In the confrontation, although Xu Fengnian played tricks and avoided the first wave of dangerous aura that poured on the iron spear like a flood, the internal force endowed to the iron spear was unexpectedly huge. After Xu Fengnian held the iron spear, he could not Using the Bengzi Jue without shaking the wrist to disperse the residual energy on the spear is just a master's move. It is rare for the Spear Immortal King Xiu and Fu Jiangjia to entangle and fight day and night like this. It is often a wrong step. Win or lose.
After Xu Fengnian collapsed, he took off the strength of his iron spear, and Zhongliang continued to be aggressive with Wang Xiu's vertical arc, forcing Xu Fengnian, who had no room to maneuver, to continue to maintain the defensive posture of the horizontal spear, and once again forcibly carried the spear. An arc, but it was Xu Fengnian's trick last time, this time it was Zhongliang's turn, the arc formula was true, but the tip of the spear exploded with a big ball of gas because of the collapse formula, the hard iron spear in Zhong Liang's hand was already bent out An unimaginably soft semicircle, the tip of the spear just pointed at Xu Fengnian's face, one foot away, and one foot long, no difference at all! Xu Fengnian had to either fully accept the momentum brought by the Iron Spear Arc, or take risks and try to use the flying sword in his sleeve to break through the collapse. Xu Fengnian chose the former without hesitation, and showed off his sword skills with a sword embryo. Different from playing with fire, Xu Fengnian took the next best thing. While his figure was slipping backwards, his knees were slightly bent, so as to relieve the majestic aura from the arc spear. The dog in the water, just like a shadow, always put the tip of the spear one foot away from Xu Fengnian's eyebrows, and didn't even immediately use the "Bengzi Jue" that had an immediate effect. Just wantonly mocking Xu Fengnian.
The reason why Zhong Liang easily mastered the spear fairy secret technique that did not lose to Xu Fengnian is that his talent is extremely high. What is more important is that he had a pinnacle battle that attracted the attention of Bei Mang the year before last, and his opponent was one of the top ten in the world. Deng Mao, the later Duanlance, Zhongliang's deep understanding of spear and spear martial arts, is roughly on par with Xu Fengnian who is close to the water. Liang is not one of those "outsider masters" who do martial arts behind closed doors. The demon boss has been fighting and killing people all his life, so the two are purely fighting each other with spears. Xu Fengnian's defeat is only natural. .
In terms of talent, Xu Fengnian is not as good as the old sheepskin fur man who knows himself to be the best in the world since he held the sword; The woman who came out of Yujian Qingming is not as good as the charcoal girl who was born with a fairy sword embryo, and there are many others. Xu Fengnian will lose to these romantics including Zhong Liang. But when it comes to risking his life, Xu Fengnian doesn't say he is better than them, at least he is not inferior.
When Xu Fengnian retreated from the two peach trees and was about to lean back against the palace wall, he stopped retreating and pulled out a small arc spear, as if he was desperately trying to kill Zhongliang. The cool cloud was light and the wind was very light, he didn't retract the spear, and the spear tip took advantage of this "slowly" to push forward half a foot, it turned out to be Xu Fengnian's desperation, as if he was aggressive this time, and he didn't want to win big To the extent that he deliberately concealed his strength, he was betting whether Xu Fengnian would dare to change his life with him. Xu Fengnian didn't hesitate at all, the arc spear continued to go unabated, but at the same time, his left hand held the Xiudong knife worn on his left waist. This knife presented by the white fox face can be regarded as Xu Fengnian's most intimate and familiar "concubine" Yes, I accompanied him all the way to Liyang Beimang for two rivers and lakes. When Xu Fengnian, who was on the journey of nurturing his mind, held Xiudong, it was a completely different scene, just like the unarmed second priest of the Dragon King's Mansion became a spear-wielding Kind of devil.
Zhong Liang's eyes turned cold a little bit, and the energy flow in his body became more and more rapid, followed by a thousand thoughts. At the critical moment of changing his life, this kid still didn't want to escape by sideways, but was afraid of being swept away by the arc spear. If you die yourself, you have to make up for it before you die before you can rest assured? Could it be that this kid really doesn't regard the King of Beiliang as a vassal? Do you really have the determination to burn everything together? Zhong Liang's gaze instantly turned hot, and he was no longer ambiguous. The qi from the tip of the spear was like a raging charcoal fire thrown out of the stove. The area between the eyebrows. After the lightning and flint, Zhong Liang, who was unparalleled in force, also swept away for three feet, but he still couldn't get out of his body. A blood groove was torn out of his shoulder, and Zhong Liang looked at the one who crashed into the palace wall. The young man had a more miserable end than himself. He had discarded the iron spear, but the knife was also sheathed. Not to mention a little scarlet between his brows, and bloody flesh between his eyes, but there were red threads like slender red snakes clung to his arms from his sleeves and then From the neck up, from the temples to the eyebrows, it makes people feel creepy just looking at it, Zhong Liang was obviously a little annoyed, and muttered, "The saber technique is a bit like Gu Jiantang's half-assed square-inch thunder, this dragon-attaching technique, can it be possible?" Is it the finger of the human cat?"
Zhong Liang sighed, and looked at the Xinliang King who surprised him with pity, "If I had known earlier, I would have put in a little more effort, maybe you could do better. It's a pity that I won't be here in the future." What's the matter?"
Zhou Junchen, the lord of Qing Cang, was huddled in the Golden Luan Hall, supporting the golden lacquered pillars with one hand, and clutching the carved dragon jade pendant hanging around his waist with the other. Responding to Qing Cang's every request, but no one took him seriously. Zhou Junchen stared at the back of an old man with sleeves in his hands. The old man was the third priest of the mansion. He was from southern Xinjiang. He was proficient in medicine, poison and witchcraft, and was good at killing people. Not to mention saving people, the methods of torturing people are even more bizarre. So far, Zhou Junchen has not figured out the exact origins of the three priests. Qingcang's intelligence has always been in vain. The purchase of hundreds of sets of armor and military equipment has already racked Zhou Junchen's brains, and for a small dynasty in troubled times, there are two things that are most intuitive when considering national power. They are not cultivating followers, raising eagles, dogs and running dogs. It's not about building mansions, one is about raising soldiers and using them for a short period of time, that is, the number of armors worn by soldiers. Raising soldiers is a bottomless pit, and using soldiers is even worse. A regime with its own independent but unstable foundation. Another item is to collect military secrets. This is a gold-throwing Pixiu that consumes a lot of money. The few words in many secret letters are exchanged for blood and human lives.
Earlier, the spy leader of the Dragon King's Mansion swore that the young feudal lord committed the crime alone, and that there had never been any large-scale military operations in Beiliang. Talking about it, if the youngest prince of the Liyang Dynasty is really sincere, Zhou Junchen doesn't mind being the governor of Beiliang, or being a general with real power. Too late, it's a pity that first, the old man from Tang Huaguan insisted on using the talisman array, which is regarded as the biggest handicraft of the Dragon King's Mansion, and then the second priest, Liang Zhong, who claimed to be a survivor of the Spring and Autumn Period but spoke with a Beimang accent, agreed with him. However, he chose to sit on the sidelines as usual, which completely disrupted Zhou Junchen's wishful thinking. He could only hope that Xu Fengnian would die outside the palace. The last group of soldiers fled to the more barren and desolate Western Regions. Zhou Junchen sighed, turned his head and glanced back at the golden dragon chair, then turned his head and stood on tiptoe to look at the scene outside the hall, dazed, then Zhou Junchen's scalp became numb, turned around with difficulty, and saw Su Weimeng. There are three men and a woman in front of them, two grown men, a pair of teenagers and girls, the teenager is a chubby man, who is rolling on the spacious dragon chair at this time, seems to enjoy the feeling of rolling the dragon chair, the girl is not a beauty, she looks mediocre, good Covering all ugliness with a white face, Zhou Junchen, who has no flesh, no joy, and no women, would not look straight at him if he was placed among the beautiful maidens in the Dragon King's Mansion. The girl was squatting on the edge of the dragon chair, opening her mouth fiercely He took a bite, as if to verify whether this dragon chair was made of gold.
Zhou Junchen may not care about these naughty children, but the two men with a difference of about ten years in age are afraid of them.
The slightly younger man was majestic in stature, and he had the vision of "seeing without pearls". It seems that it is not accurate to say that he is blind.
Beside the majestic man stood a short man dressed in Northern Mang and Northern Dynasty costumes, leaving Zhou Junchen with a rough profile. He stretched out a hand to caress the dragon chair, and stroked it very slowly, as if yearning or mocking.
Zhou Junchen, who was wearing a yellow dragon robe, swallowed, not daring to take a breath, let alone scolding.
The short man smiled, did not look at Zhou Junchen, and asked softly: "Compared with the one on the Liyang Jinluan Hall, is this dragon chair bigger or smaller?"
Zhou Junchen had a good command of Bei Mang's language, and replied cautiously: "It's much smaller."
The man nodded, retracted the hand that was caressing the dragon chair, and turned to face Zhou Junchen, half of his face was criss-crossed with scars, rubbing his thumb on the scars on his face.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Junchen, who remembered a rumor, was shocked and staggered back a few steps.
On the most northward trip of Beiliang Horseshoe, there was a young military wizard in Beimang, who was born in the imperial family of the Northern Dynasty, and brought the ranger invasion to the extreme. The two surviving generals were disheartened, and in the end they rushed to the western front boldly, and had several head-to-head confrontations with the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry, who were at a disadvantage at that time. In a desperate attempt, he was entangled by a fat man surnamed Chu who was also good at lone horse riding. The two sides each rode three thousand horses, detoured and attacked each other, and killed each other for more than eight hundred miles. There is not a single soldier around the Beimang clan, and the surname Chu is not much better, there are only more than 80 horses left! Although the death battle that shook the millions of troops on the east and west lines was not enough to finalize the overall situation, almost all the generals were amazed by it.
At the same time, this unattractive man is the most upright nobleman of Beimang Tianhuang, the half-brother of Empress Murong, Murong Baoding!
Murong's half-faced Buddha is all thanks to Chu Lushan, the protector of Beiliang today.
This person is not only a great talent in the art of war, but also a well-deserved genius in martial arts. He is not as good as the Great King Kong, and the invincible golden body is comparable to the white-clothed monks of the Liangchan Temple.
Seeing Zhou Junchen's timidity, Murong Baoding, the governor of Beimang Juzi Prefecture, smiled and said, "Did you recognize him?"
Then the short man pointed to the handsome man with no pupils beside him, "You should be afraid of him, the co-lord of the three towns of Rouran, Hong Jingyan."
Hong Jingyan
Even though he was driven from the throne of number four to number six by the world's number one devil, is number six in the world not a master
Coupled with Murong Baoding, who is also one of the top ten masters in the world, what does it mean for these two people to stand together and appear in Qingcang
Zhou Junchen, who is very afraid of death, has already realized that life and death are fate, and there is only one thought in his mind, "The king of Beiliang outside the palace is doomed!"