The knight was in his twenties, with soft eyes, but he had a sense of indifference and nobility. When he said this, he looked at the dilapidated gate of the Orthodox Academy, as if he hadn't seen Chen Changsheng three who rushed over. People, look extremely proud.
The three of Chen Changsheng came in a hurry, Tang Thirty-Six held his hair in a bun, and he couldn't help being stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. When he heard what the knight said, his eyes narrowed. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked towards the Orthodox Academy.
Xuanyuan Po didn't look at those knights, but just looked at the dying horse that fell into the stagnant water. He is a young man from the monster tribe, and his injuries recovered very quickly. , walked over slowly.
Chen Changsheng stood alone at the gate of the Orthodox Academy, looking at the knights and that indifferent and proud young nobleman.
Breaking doors and smashing pots is the most violent method. If it is not for unresolved hatred, it is rarely used. He does not know this young nobleman, but he can guess why the other party came. He slowly clenches his fists, and then thinks of himself Forgot the dagger in the small building.
Xuanyuan Po walked up to the horse and squatted down. Looking at the supposedly handsome horse lying dying in the rain, and seeing the blood foam spurting from the horse's lips, the eyes of this monster boy gradually faded away. It's getting cold.
It rained lightly again in the morning, and the raindrops fell into the water, causing small splashes, which fell on the horse's body, making it look very cold. Xuanyuan Po lowered his head, touched the gradually cooling body of the horse, and stretched out his right hand Hold down the horse's neck with slight force.
There was a muffled click, and the rain continued to fall. The war horse closed its eyes and was relieved.
Xuanyuan Po stood up, looked at the young nobleman on the horse and said: "If you want to break the gate of our house, you can use stones or tree tops, why do you have to let it pull a cart to hit it? Just because you think it will Appearing tough? No, it will only make you appear more shameless."
The young nobleman ignored him, because although the monster boy had something to do with that incident, he was not the main target of his visit today. He looked down at Chen Changsheng from a high position and said indifferently, "You are Chen Changsheng?"
Chen Changsheng didn't answer, because a gust of wind passed by his side.
The gust of wind broke through the light rain that fell on the Orthodox Academy together with the morning light, and rolled towards the dozen or so riders outside the courtyard gate!
That person was Tang Thirty-Six. Like Chen Changsheng, he left his sword in the small building. When he saw the scene at the courtyard gate, he returned to the Orthodox Academy without fear or thought. Instead of going for reinforcements, go back and get your sword.
Only with the sword in hand can the enemy be killed.
Without saying a word, Tang Thirty-Six rushed out of the Orthodox Academy with his sword in his hand, and went towards the young nobleman and those dozen or so cavalry generals without stopping!
The Wenshui sword glowed with cold light. In the dim morning rain, a round of sun suddenly appeared, and the red light scattered to the surroundings. It was not warm, and it was killing blindly!
Sunset hanging!
What an infuriating thing that the courtyard door was broken down on purpose.
Tang Thirty-Six was very angry, and he used the most powerful Wenshui three moves!
In the dim courtyard gate in the morning rain, suddenly it was as bright as noon.
The young noble raised his eyebrows slightly, his mount moved ahead of time, and he took a few steps back.
Two knights appeared in front of him, with a flick of their wrists, two long spears made of fine iron appeared in the wind and rain, facing Tang Thirty-Six's sword.
Only the most powerful Northern Army in the Great Zhou Dynasty would be equipped with this kind of iron spear.
Seeing these two iron spears rising through the wind and rain, Tang Thirty-Six knew that these ten or so people who looked like knight-errants in fresh clothes and furious horses were all veterans of the army who had returned from the north, but he How could he care about these things, Wenshui Sword still rolled forward with a bloody killing intent.
Where the sword edge passed, the rain turned into white smoke!
Two deafening crisp sounds rang out in the morning rain!
when! when!
The two iron guns turned into four pieces, flew across the depths of the rain, landed heavily on the ground, splashed the rain, broke the bluestone slab, smashed the outer wall of a building on the street, the broken part of the iron gun was faintly red, When the rain falls on it, it is evaporated in an instant!
The two knights were knocked off their mounts amid muffled groans, and fell into the rain. Two clear sword marks appeared on their chests, and blood gushed out!
This is the real power of Wenshui Three Swords Sunset!
The battle with Qijian in front of Weiyang Palace the night before was a test of victory and defeat, not life and death, and with Chen Changsheng at his side to guide Tang Thirty-Six, he was a little bit tied up, not wanting to be reckless, how could he come out in anger like this morning , really release the strength to the fullest.
Of course, those two knights were strong men of the Northern Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Tang Sanshiliu attacked in a rage, cut off the opponent's iron spear with a single sword, and knocked the opponent into the rain. Broken, with black hair hanging over his shoulders, his face is slightly pale.
Holding the Wenshui sword, he stood in the morning rain and looked at those people with a very proud expression, no sign of injury.
It was only a moment before, and he raised his true essence to the peak, as if there was magma flowing in the meridians, the Wenshui sword had just given birth to a round of sun. At this time, the rain fell on his black hair, and his body also fell on the blade, turning everything into white smoke.
It was as if he was standing in smoke.
The young nobleman looked at Tang Thirty-Six and guessed who he was, his eyes slowly narrowed like willow leaves, his eyes became sharper, cold words forced out from between his thin and ruthless lips, It has become much sharper: "How dare you dare to..."
He didn't finish his sentence, because Tang Thirty-Six shouted: "What are you waiting for? Don't let him finish!"
When he said what are you waiting for, Xuanyuan Po has already lifted a corner of a large wooden plank from the rain.
The gate of the Orthodox Academy was repaired countless years ago, and it was not replaced when the Jiaoshu Office was renovated some time ago, because it is still strong enough. The gate is as tall as two people and thick as two palms. The war horse and the carriage collided at the cost of their lives, and it was difficult to be broken.
The gate of the courtyard is broken now, what Xuanyuan Po lifted up now is the remnants of the damaged courtyard gate, it is still two people tall, about two palms thick, the tree looks like a rockery.
Even a practitioner who has thoroughly cleansed his marrow, it is still difficult to lift the broken board of the courtyard gate with his own strength.
Xuanyuan Po's right arm was injured, but his left arm was able to exert strength. With the blood talent of the Yaozu, he insisted on lifting the board.
Several knights noticed his movements, and to ensure the safety of the young nobleman, they leaned over there.
At this time Tang Thirty-Six finished speaking.
Xuanyuan Po roared angrily, raised the hill-like courtyard door with one arm, and smashed it towards the young nobleman!
boom! A terrifying loud noise resounded in the morning rain, and countless smoke and dust broke through the rain.
The ground in front of the Orthodox Academy vibrated slightly, and the rainwater accumulated on the ground seemed to be about to jump out!
Two muffled groans!
The two knights turned into two black shadows, fell far into the depths of the morning rain, and fell heavily to the ground.
They are still holding iron guns, but the iron guns are already bent!
The young nobleman's mount was quick to see the opportunity, and retreated a few steps. He was not hit by Xuanyuan Po, so he was naturally not injured, but his clothes were stained by the splash of sewage and smoke, and it was difficult to maintain his reserve no matter how indifferent his eyes were before. extravagance.
His face became a little pale, and his right hand holding the rein trembled slightly.
Not fear, but anger.
His eyes fell on the three teenagers outside the gate of the Orthodox Academy.
Tang Thirty-Six stood in the smoke with a sword in his hand.
Xuanyuan Po standing in the rain holding the door panel.
Standing under the broken rain eaves of the courtyard gate, Chen Changsheng didn't make a move, and his clothes didn't even get wet.
He is really angry.
He broke down the gate of this ruined courtyard at the cost of a war horse. He felt that it was iron-blooded and fit his identity and character. Wei, and then go crazy.
As a result, not to mention getting mad, he didn't even say a complete sentence, and four of his subordinates were severely injured.
He broke down the gate of the Orthodox Academy, but the other party actually carried the broken gate, making him so embarrassed!
Chen Yu's aura of breaking the courtyard has been severely frustrated so far, which makes him very uncomfortable and very angry!
Everyone in Kyoto knew what kind of terrible results would happen when he became angry.
When he was furious, even Zhou Tong had to keep silent!
He looked at the three teenagers in the rain as if he were looking at three dead people.
"very good… "
The young aristocrat laughed back with rage, a blush appeared on his pale cheeks, making him look very unhealthy and a bit gloomy.
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Before the young noble could speak again, Tang Thirty-Six said to Chen Changsheng: "When he talks later, don't let him finish."
Xuanyuan Po also looked at Chen Changsheng, the two of them had made a move earlier, now it's this guy's turn.
Chen Changsheng looked at him, puzzled and asked, "Why?"
"Don't give him a chance to get mad, suffocate him to death!"
"Like your original arrangement the night before yesterday?"
"Yes."
"It's important because I'm unhappy, so he shouldn't be happy either."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at the gate of the Orthodox Academy that had been turned into ruins, and said expressionlessly.
Chen Changsheng looked at the dilapidated courtyard gate and remained silent, realizing that he was also very unhappy.
At this moment, the voice of the young nobleman sounded in the light rain. "very good… "
Chen Changsheng made up his mind, looked up at the other party and said a word.
When he spoke, he hesitated, he was not used to it, and he resisted. Because he never said anything like that. But other than that, he didn't know how to interrupt the other party. And just like what Tang Thirty-Six said, Yu's breaking the door of the Chinese Academy of Education made him very angry.
"good… "
He looked at the young nobleman, and said seriously and cautiously: "...your aunt's."
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From Xining Town to the capital, he had never scolded anyone, and he seldom uttered swear words, so what he said at this time was very unfamiliar, and even felt a little blunt. He paused several times in the middle, like a child who is just learning to speak. Spit out word by word.
Logically speaking, the other party had enough time to interrupt him, but he didn't.
Chen Changsheng thought to himself that he had finally done it, although he seemed a little clumsy.
He looked at Tang Thirty-Six, wanting to get some praise, but found that the atmosphere in the room was a bit weird.
In the morning rain, the gate of the Orthodox Academy was quiet, and the smoke and dust in the ruins were wet on the ground by the rain, daring not to rise.
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