Three hundred guards of the Royal Forest Army held down the hilt of the knife at the same time, even though the previous master of the Ministry of punishment was repelled by the young vassal king and put on a stance to forcefully break into the Qin Tianjian, but the three hundred elites of the Zhao family in light armor and golden knives , Still did not immediately draw a knife to kill the enemy.
Of course, this does not mean that the Imperial Forest Army is an embroidered pillow that is fancy but not useful, nor is it that the Imperial Forest Army has a good temper. If it were any other person standing at the door, the three hundred Imperial Forest Army with secret decrees would have rushed up to open the door. Killed.
However, for some reason, there is no young man wearing the vassal king's python robe. After all, he is the son of Xu Xiao, the general who holds 300,000 Northwest cavalry, and he is also a martial arts master as famous as Cao Changqing and Deng Tai'a. Even better than the other two land gods.
Whoever draws the knife first will die first, the reason is as simple as that.
The priest of the Ministry of Punishment was beaten away, so the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the position. This burly and top-notch expert had a "Yonghui Tianzihao" imperial sword hanging from his waist.
During the reign of the first emperor, it took five years for the master craftsmen of the court to forge eighteen handles one after another. The first three handles were all kept in Da Nei. a handle. Until the end of Yonghui, except for the three commanders and deputy commanders of the Yulin Army who were given three handles, Yonghui Tianzi No. 16, 17 and 18, according to the rules, the official positions of the Yulin Army commanders will not be hereditary, but the Golden Knife will " Hereditary without replacement", that is to say, only those who sit in these three positions are eligible to wear these three swords. Gu Jiantang of Dazhu Kingdom, Chen Zhibao of Shu King, Lu Baijie of Tangxi Sword Immortal, and Wu Chongxuan who just went to Beijing to go to court, and the four ministers of the Ministry of War of Liyang Dynasty were each given a handle, which was privately kept and handed down from generation to generation. Among the eight generals of the Four Conquests and Four Towns, apart from Wu Chongxuan, only General Ma Lulang of the North Conquest won this honor, but no one knows the exact font sizes of the five "Huizi Knives".
After the emperor ascended the throne, he ordered nearly 500 new imperial swords to be imitated according to the Yonghui Tianzi sword, and he personally named it Xiangfu Daye Dao, or Daye Dao for short. There are three movable jade dragons in the iron and gold hollow plate, which are lifelike. When you lift the hand knife, you can strike like dragons, which is a wonderful workmanship.
The deputy commander of the guards of the Imperial Forest Army took a deep breath, and his tone was no longer as rigid as that of the unlucky guy from the Ministry of Punishment. He said in a deep voice, "King of Beiliang, please don't make things difficult for us."
Xu Fengnian, who was standing by the knife, remained silent, instead of pulling out the ordinary old-fashioned cold knife that was cast very early, he tapped his finger lightly on the handle.
Like the sound of a drum in Beiliang.
Being able to be the deputy commander of the Liyang Zhao family's Yulin Army is naturally not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Knowing that he must die, he is not as old-fashioned as he used to be on the side of the emperor in the palace. Looking at the Northwest feudal lord in front of him, he said with a hearty smile: "Yang Dongping, a field warrior from the old Dongyue country, entered Beijing twelve years ago as a guard of the Imperial Forest Army, so he has been far away from the world. Twelve years, the last battle of this life, to be able to fight against the King of Beiliang, this life will not be in vain!"
After finishing his last words, Yang Dongping took out the Yonghui Tianzi No. 17 imperial sword that he didn't know who he would hand over to after he died in battle, and said loudly, "Meet the enemy!"
The three hundred Xiangfu Daye knives were neatly unsheathed.
Yang Dongping was the first to charge forward with a knife, and roared, "Follow me to defeat the enemy!"
In an instant, 20 imperial guards including Yang Dongping came to kill him one after another.
In addition to maintaining the thickness of the formation outside the front gate of the Qin Tianjian, the hundred guards of the Royal Forest Army did not move, and the rest of the guards swept towards the left and right wings of the battlefield between King Beiliang and Yang Dongping, obviously not only to block the young vassal king's advance. The road, even the retreat route must be blocked.
More than two hundred guards of the Royal Forest Army were extremely fast, and for a while outside the gate of the Qin Tianjian, it was like a group of butterflies flying brilliantly, which dazzled the soldiers of the Li family who were standing inside the gate. In the siege, can ordinary masters really survive by luck
Yang Dongping, who took the lead, made dull vibrations on the street with every step. He didn't dare to jump up and strike down. Facing a great master like the King of Beiliang, whose strength was so disparate, there was too much space, and he was destined to end up with a single move. It was Yang Dongping, a first-rank Vajra Realm who was quite conceited, and he only chose the most conservative move, using the knife as a sword, and the tip of the knife directly pierced the chest of the King of Beiliang, and this knife did not use all its strength, leaving behind three or four points of energy. To prepare for future troubles, in case of loss, you must escape from the sky even if you are injured, and you must not let the King of Beiliang succeed with one move. Although Yang Dongping has been away from the Central Plains for more than ten years and his reputation is not obvious, he dare not slack off for a day in the imperial palace where there are countless martial arts secrets. In the past ten years, I have endured loneliness even more, and I don't care about the false name of Master Xuan, but have cultivated the Vajra Realm to be extremely solid. The current knife has mastered several unique skills that have not been passed down from generation to generation. According to the instructions of Han Shengxuan, the former supervisor of ceremonies, this knife has almost reached the state of returning to simplicity, without any extra majestic momentum, simple and unpretentious, with a restrained breath.
Even though Yang Dongping didn't dare to underestimate the new grandmasters in the world, he soon discovered that he hadn't met the top grandmasters for many years. Once he met a figure of the level of the King of Beiliang, a little mistake could be fatal.
Yang Dongping's original intention was that he couldn't do anything with a single blow, so he had to try to pass by the King of Beiliang if the opportunity was not good, or he would retreat on the spot, and with the guards of the Imperial Forest Army behind him to help delay the battle, he would still have a chance. Just keep fighting.
It's a pity that Yang Dongping didn't expect that he died because he didn't overestimate himself, but seriously underestimated his opponent.
The young man in plain clothes didn't make any attempt to stop him, and let the Yonghui No. 17 imperial knife, which was as sharp as clay, stab straight into his chest.
At that time, there was a choice between life and death, Yang Dongping, who thought there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, suddenly had a surge of energy between his five fingers, and if he didn't charge any more, the three jade dragons in the sword guard immediately clanged.
When the tip of the knife was about to touch the young man's heart, and then he was able to penetrate the body with the knife, a huge force suddenly came back from the blade, and the knife in his hand was like hitting a mountain, like hitting a stone with an egg.
Yang Dongping was so decisive that he immediately gave up this precious and extraordinary Yonghui imperial knife, but the king of Beiliang stretched out his palm just as he let go, and Yang Dongping felt as if he had been hit by a battering ram. So much so that the figure was still slightly forward, but the entire chest was sunken in an instant, and a large piece of the back protruded at the same time.
Yang Dongping, the first-rank King Kong Realm, the deputy commander of the guards of the Imperial Forest Army, died on the spot.
Yang Dongping's body flew upside down, and bumped into a bodyguard who was waiting to kill the young feudal lord. With unparalleled momentum, a large amount of wanton blood splattered on the latter's chest, who had no time to dodge.
A guard behind him tried to reach out his hand to stop his "seriously injured" colleague, and with a click, his arm exploded, without giving him a chance to regret it, and the two of them, whose backward momentum showed no sign of exhaustion, slammed into him hard.
Then the three corpses flew upside down together and slid out on the ground. The corpses stopped slowly in front of a hundred of the imperial guards who were standing still like a mountain. On the ground, there was a trail of scarlet blood.
The dead are dead, and the living are shocking.
After Yang Dongping was killed with a single palm, the Yonghui Tianzi knife, which was supposed to be passed on to the next deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army after the war, was thrown out of his hand, and Xu Fengnian waved it casually.
The unsheathed sword that was thrown high paused for a while, and then, as if being controlled by a land sword fairy, the sword first wiped the neck of a guard of the Royal Forest Army, and then pierced through a colleague beside him in the next moment. His shoulders, his left shoulder went in and out of his right shoulder, and a nearby guard who was leaping high with a knife was cut off in the middle with a knife.
A large circular arc was formed around Xu Fengnian.
After all, this group of Imperial Forest Army is one of the best insiders. On the circular trajectory of "Yonghui Seventeen", there are many people who use swords to save their lives or intercept them. Hui Shiqi was unscathed, but the Xiangfu Daye knives in the hands of the other guards all shattered on the spot.
Seeing no movement from Xu Fengnian, Yonghui Seventeen began to draw a second circular arc with a larger range.
At the same time, within the first circle around Xu Fengnian, the sabers of all the guards of the Imperial Forest Army who died before they could draw their swords also began to leave the ground and fly into the air, joining that circular trajectory.
On the second arc, which was farther away from Xu Fengnian's figure, there were continuous piercing sounds of the Daye knife exploding and snapping, and corpses fell to the ground constantly.
The more than 160 guards of the Royal Forest Army who were still alive were forced to stand outside the arc, seemingly surrounding the King of Beiliang who hadn't really drawn his sword yet, but in fact it was a piece of clothing from the young vassal king. I just can't hold the corner.
When Xu Fengnian started to walk forward, the visible but traceable arc of the quick steps suddenly changed with ripples, occasionally jumping out of the arc, obliterating a certain guard before continuing to return to the arc.
More than 20 guards who were caught off guard were killed immediately.
After someone who was the first to shout "Break the formation together", the guards of the Royal Forest Army outside the circle desperately began to hack at that arc.
Ordinary people may not even notice a breath. As for ordinary martial artists who have entered the hall in martial arts, their breath is still nothing more than raindrops dripping on the eaves and disappearing when they touch the ground. There is a saying that there are eight hundred miles in the moment of the inner body very early.
The confrontation between masters with similar strengths is to a large extent the "battle of one breath". Whoever breathes longer can often be invincible; The opportunity to pass away, so I live and you die.
No matter what happened to the remaining Imperial Forest Army, they found that they could no longer let the young feudal lord continue to "complete in one go" comfortably.
Xu Fengnian continued to move forward, ignoring the full force of the guards of the Royal Forest Army to break through the formation, and turned his head to look at Xu Yanbing who was holding the Sha Na gun, who nodded with a smile.
Xu Yanbing accompanied him this time, not to help kill people, or even to help Xu Fengnian stop the armored heavy cavalry at both ends of the street.
These people will be left to Xu Fengnian, who has stepped into a new realm in Xiamawei Post House, to deal with.
But before Xu Fengnian entered the Qin Tianjian, two people and two formations were involved.
Xu Fengnian is in Tai'an City today this year.
Just like Wang Xianzhi standing in Wudi City!
This state of mind has something to do with the level of martial arts cultivation, but at the same time it has little to do with it.
But the presence or absence of such a state of mind, in turn, has an impact on cultivation. Previously, Xu Fengnian really achieved a veritable one-man battle against two people at the last moment when he was dismounted, which actually explained everything.
then.
Cao Changqing, Luo Yang, Wu Jian, Xuanyuan Qingfeng and the others did this intentionally.
Deng Tai'a, Chen Zhibao, Yu Bridegroom, Chai Qingshan and others did it unintentionally.
…
On the empty street, Xu Yanbing took a light breath, and the gun in his hand shook.
This man who has been seriously neglected in both the Liyang Dynasty and the Central Plains Jianghu, a middle-aged martial artist who has almost never been heard of going out of the Northern Liang territory, and who has not had many outstanding records against the enemy, looked up at Qin Tianjian The Sky Tower, "Chen Zhibao, Xie Guanying, who will come first? Or come together?!"
…
Inside Tongtian Terrace, Xie Guanying said helplessly: "The two of us can fight, but you don't want to make a move, and those who can run, I can't run for the time being, what should I do? I have a headache."
Chen Zhibao said calmly: "There are two large formations in Qintian Prison, and the one on Longhu Mountain can be used to imprison Xu Yanbing."
Xie Guanying sighed, "Although there are more than 60 square jade seals from all over the world in the Spring and Autumn Period, whether or not Yan Shenggong personally sits in the town, the impact is not great, but if there is no Longhushan formation to reduce Xu Fengnian's strength first, the effect is really different. The most important thing is that you are unwilling to make a move..."
Chen Zhibao interrupted this ambitious scholar, "You should be clear that Xu Feng is here to do something that I would do in the future, and I am already doing you a lot of face just by standing here. If you want to take the opportunity to destroy Liyang Beiliang, then do it according to your ability."
Xie Guanying laughed at himself and said: "I know, I know, we are cooperating, we are all seeking skins from tigers, I, Xie Guanying, know it well."
At this time, Jin Xin'an, who had been the leader of Qi practitioners in the North for twenty years, suddenly ran into Tongtiantai with a panicked expression on his face.
Xie Guanying frowned, quickly twitched his fingers in his sleeves, and said to himself: "It's not surprising that Lord Yansheng left Beijing suddenly, but other than that, what else could be changed?"
Jin Xin'an's face was pale, and he said sadly: "Mr. Xie, I just went to the seal storehouse, only to find out that Yan Shenggong took away the central seal that symbolizes Confucian luck."
Xie Guanying was stunned at first, then laughed, shaking his sleeves, raised his eyes to look to the south, and said vigorously: "Yan Shenggong, Yan Shenggong, do you really think that acting so rebelliously can stop me Xie Guanying? It's just self-defeating! A scholar who reads dead books!"
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On the post road, a middle-aged Confucian scholar and a little book boy were sitting in a simple carriage from north to south.
The little book boy looked at the fidgeting husband for the first time, and really couldn't figure out what could make his husband feel restless, so the little book boy finally couldn't help asking curiously: "Sir, what's the matter?"
Before Mr. could give an answer, the little book boy had an idea and felt that he had found the answer. He grinned and said, "Sir, it's possible that you are not acclimatized to the climate in the capital and your stomach is spoiled by eating?"
On the knee of the middle-aged Confucian scholar was a small wooden box with simple carvings. After hearing the child's joke, he remained calm.
The little book boy was worried, and asked with a bitter face: "Sir, are you worrying about major events in the world? Can I share my worries for you?"
Soon the little book boy sighed heavily: "It's definitely not possible, I don't even have any fame now."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and said: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Whether there is ability or not is second, and whether or not morality is in mind should be prior to ability."
The little Shutong's face still didn't improve, "After reading so many sage books with my master, I naturally know these truths."
The Confucian scholar smiled and said, "You insist on accompanying me to Beijing this time, after all, are you thinking of being lazy about your homework and reading to your master!"
The little book boy let out an oh, and began to read aloud the ten family precepts summed up by his husband's life-long painstaking efforts.
The teacher's family precepts are the "family precepts" of all scholars in the world.
Inside and outside the carriage, the sound of books is loud.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar began to close his eyes and focus on it, a scholar, listening to the sound of reading.
"When you see a virtuous person, think about it, and when you see an unvirtuous person, you should reflect on yourself."
"Do unto others, do not impose on others."
"I examine myself three times a day..."
When the little book boy read the last sentence of the ten chapters, "Scholars must be ambitious, and the responsibilities are heavy and the road is long."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar silently recited the sentence "Scholars must be ambitious, the responsibilities are heavy and the road is long", then suddenly opened their eyes, patted the little book boy on the shoulder, his eyes were firm, and said slowly: "Because of the heavy responsibilities and the long way to go, our generation Scholars must remember one more thing: Scholars must be resolute!"
The little book boy went in without knowing it, and nodded vigorously when he knew it.
It was the middle-aged Confucian scholar of the contemporary Yan Shenggong who opened the box with a smile.
empty.
Yan Shenggong said softly: "Xu Fengnian, with you fighting to the death in Beiliang, I will be Hongyi in the Central Plains!"