At the moment when the old village chief appeared beside him, the guard general Shi Siming instantly retreated, and his speed was not inferior to that of the top master above the rivers and lakes.

The heavy armor didn't slow down him in the slightest, and in an instant, the black shadow was caught in the heavy armor layer.

The Hubu Shangshu of the imperial court and the eighty-one people of Lijia Village looked at each other from afar, and the air was so heavy that it almost turned into droplets.

"You want to kill me?"

Shi Siming smiled.

"I'm afraid you don't have that ability. ”

Surrounded by heavy armor, Shi Siming had this confidence and waved his hand.

"Kill!"

Ten thousand arrows were fired at once, and in an instant, arrows rained down.

The sound of an arrow tearing through the air is like a unique movement.

Li Laohan, who was standing at the forefront, immediately reached out and grabbed the Hubu Shangshu sitting at the negotiation table at the moment when the sharp arrow was just discharged, and threw it towards the rear.

The next moment, he suddenly stepped on the ground, and his body suddenly retreated, and it turned out to be faster than a sharp arrow.

At the moment when Li Laohan fell into the crowd of Lijia Village, Li Laohan's son, Li Ergou, raised his hands with his palms, like an image standing up to the sky and the earth.

The sound of tearing the wind stopped abruptly.

Under the clear blue sky, countless arrows hung in the air, like wind chimes hanging from the wires.

"Kill you?"

Li Ergou's arms shook, and if there were invisible ripples, he roared away, and the rain of arrows fell violently, like a thunderstorm falling to the ground.

Shi Siming seemed to feel something, and his body suddenly retreated again, and in an instant, he was about to climb to the top of the city tower along the rope.

Li Ergou's arms fell, and his right hand stretched out five fingers, which suddenly contracted above the void.

In an instant, Shi Siming suddenly stopped rising, but smashed on the city wall, he held his neck tightly with both hands, as if he was choked by a pair of big hands by the throat of fate, and his whole face almost turned purple in an instant.

The whole person struggled frantically on the city wall, and the heavy armor collided with the city wall to form a unique music.

The heavy armor soldier moved instantly, rose up with a spear, and came towards Li Ergou.

If it will be controlled by others, it will be attacked and defended.

A spear, poured into thirteen points of strength, with the momentum of a thousand jun, the inch long and inch strong to the extreme.

The spear pierced the void, and the Kaiyuan Imperial City became a three-hundred-year great cause, how could it not be fought down by the Kaiyuan soldiers.

At this moment, they bloomed with terrifying power, and hundreds of people formed a formation, and the handsome man did not disperse.

Although the old village chief did not run rampant in the rivers and lakes, but he went through a long time under the bone scraping knife in the most poisonous years in the world, seventy years, he has seen many people die, and many people have been born.

But he had never been as proud as he was at this moment, like a sweet liquor falling into his belly, and the hot wine burned his liver and intestines, and a hot breath surged from his belly.

It seems that even if the world is big, old decay can be free.

"The old man said to kill you, who can stop it?"

The old man's voice did not appear weak, but seemed to carry three points of sword qi, and the blade was unsheathed, and the cold light was cold.

The void split in an instant, and more than a hundred spears and heavy armor felt that the spear in his hand seemed to have hit a city wall made of pure iron.

The spear heavy armor soldiers have never felt this feeling, they are the top ten soldiers of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and they are used to attack and open the way in a desperate situation.

How could they have been repulsed?

But no matter how hard they try, they can't move forward in the slightest, space is the most terrifying shackle in this world, and the formlessness makes all people not even qualified to touch it.

The old village chief's palm shook slightly, and hundreds of heavily armored spearmen took a few steps back.

A wall of flames stretched from the old chief's feet to the gate, and the scorching heat seemed to wake up the sleepers.

The heavily armored spearmen retreated, and they cowered under the walls.

The old village chief looked at the city full of Qingqiu, the towering city tower, and saw the hanging generals and retreating soldiers, and he suddenly understood the freehand style of the ancestors back then.

The old village chief raised his head.

"The words of the ancestors are really not bad, how dare you fall into the name of the ancestors if you inherit the will of the ancestors?"

After speaking, the old village chief lowered his head, once it came out in a hundred years, he only understood now after all.

Once the Li family comes out in a hundred years, it will shock the world and overwhelm the world.

"Village chief, what should I do with this general?" Li Ergou spoke up, after all, he was just a young man in his thirties, and he asked when he saw that Shi Siming was about to completely lose his breath.

The old village chief looked at Shi Siming and said; Put it down, the city wants him to untie it. ”

Li Ergou withdrew his right hand when he heard this, and on the city wall, Shi Siming finally breathed back, and his brain, which was extremely deprived of oxygen, regained the opportunity to think.

Without Li Ergou's strength, he also fell down from the city wall hard, and fell firmly to the ground, splashing dust all over the ground.

But Shi Siming didn't care about the pain on his body in the slightest, he opened his mouth, threw down the iron helmet on his head, and breathed the air greedily, as if this was a real delicacy in the world, and it could make people intoxicated just by smell.

The old village chief walked in front of Shi Siming with his hands behind his waist and hunched his back, looking down at the embarrassed general from top to bottom.

"Surrender!"

The old village chief seemed to have made a proposal, but only Shi Siming, who was still panting, could hear the indiscrimination, like a mountain pressing down.

"Surrender to you, or the Kaiyuan Dynasty?" Shi Siming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sat on the ground and asked the old village chief in the dazzling sunlight.

"What do you mean?" the old village chief's voice was quiet and not messy, like an iceberg.

Shi Siming stood up with the ancient wall tiles of the city wall, and while secretly scolding the Qinglian Sword Immortal in his heart, he asked with a smile:

"I guess, you don't know that you are the descendants of the Kaiyuan royal family, do you?"

The stone is shattered, and everything is silent.

This statement seems to be heaven-shattering.

"What?" is what the old village chief thought about countless things that Shi Siming might say, but he didn't expect that he would hear such a sentence.

The ancestor was the Kaiyuan royal family?

This news seemed to give the old village chief a slap in the face.

Even the Hubu Shangshu who was guarded by the center of Lijia Village was also stunned, what is this? Three hundred years ago, it was infighting among his own family?

"You don't know. It seems that he had expected the reaction of the old village chief, and Shi Siming became more and more sure of the thoughts in his heart.

"Back then, Qinglian Sword Immortal was a royal descendant. ”

This is not a deception, but a fact, An Lushan is the envoy of the Western Regions, he doesn't know that the Central Plains is normal, and he is not a native of the Central Plains, and he is half a person who survives.

But Shi Siming, as one of the generals of the forbidden army, knew that recently, the eyes of the entire Central Plains had been focused on a small village.

The descendants of Qinglian Sword Immortal, a legendary story of three hundred years.

He even knew that the old village chief and his party had come to Chang'an.

For this reason, Shi Siming checked some secret books and got a shocking news.

He hadn't expected to use the news.

And this news, this time, was used.

"No way. The old village chief directly opened his mouth to assert, but then his tone loosened a little.

"Unless ......"

Unless, the bloodline of the Li family was inherited from the ancestor Qinglian Sword Immortal's mother.

But when you think about it, it seems really possible.

The old village chief hesitated.

"Now, then, to whom do you want us to surrender?"

Shi Siming smiled, his down-and-out armor was accompanied by blood and dust, but he smiled extremely brightly, as if he was not a loser.

The descendant of Qinglian Sword Immortal, Li Mubai, what would you choose?