"Drive!" It was nearly dusk, outside the county town of Xianxian, fast horses galloped eight war horses on the official road. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. In front of Rong Qing was Wu County's mother, Mrs. Wu, who was sitting. But she was nearly eighty years old, and she was already a little tired from running wild on the horse, Rong Qing hurriedly stopped the horse, and Xie Hui and the others also reined in the horse's head.

"Lord, there are still more than a hundred miles away from Wupanshan Pavilion City, if you don't leave, it will be dark!"

"The old lady can't stand this kind of rush, we are far away from the city now, it is better to go slowly." Rong Qing helped the old lady and slowed down the horse. But after a while, after hearing the official road, there was a sound of horses' hooves, everyone was shocked, and when they looked around, they saw more than ten war horses stepping on the thin snow and galloping under the fiery sunset!

"The thief will leave and leave the hostages!" A long howl came, and the dozen or so horsemen had already chased after them fifty paces away! When Rong Qing looked at it, he saw that this line of horses turned out to be all blue black corn horses, and the current one was even more pure black, but the four horses' hooves were as white as snow, stepping on the snow like clouds and mist, elegant and extraordinary.

This is the same famous horse as the yellow tiger horse at sunset, "stepping on snow and dark clouds"!

Riding on this thousand-mile horse, the man at the head was dressed in a dark satin suit, handsome in character, and his eyebrows were like arrows; And his eyes are attentive and his breath is restrained, but he is as pressing as a sword. It seems that this man can cut a fighter to pieces with just one look! "Martial Saint? It's actually a martial saint! ”

Rong Qing was suddenly shocked, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Feng ...... Feng Dashuai! Xie Hui and the others also had pale faces. This Feng Dashuai glanced at everyone, and said coldly: "Look at the armament of the others, it should be the military armor of the county in person, and actually privately mention the prisoners, what is the reason?" Although Feng Dashuai's voice was not loud, it had supreme majesty, and he was suddenly so shocked that Xie Hui and the others almost fell off their horses, and it was difficult to hold themselves.

"Feng Dashuai?" But Rong Qing was not shocked in the end, but just helped Old Man Wu to Xie Hui's horse and rode the horse forward a few steps. "Since he is called the marshal, he is the marshal of the military command, how can he be like the Taishou Wang Yang of Xianxian County and threaten him with hostages? Doing so seems to damage Feng Dashuai's handsome demeanor and the prestige of the martial saint. ”

Regarding Feng Dashuai's prestige, Rong Qing also heard Xie Hui and others talk about it on the way. His surname is Feng Mingyuan, and he is also a famous general who rose after the Wang Ba Rebellion, and he is a person who has truly stepped into the realm of "half-saint" in martial arts, that is, a half-step martial saint! A half-saint, that and oneself, and a false saint like Wang Yang are not of the same nature.

But such a character is not taken seriously in Chuzhou, or the assassin deliberately excludes him, and even often calls him by his nickname "Ah Su" above the court! Moreover, in the past ten years, Feng Yuan was secretly demoted by Mingsheng and lost his military power, and he could only walk in the court, which can be said to be extremely unwilling. Rong Qing wondered if he would still have a place in Chuzhou if he continued like this.

Many people similar to Feng Yuan chose to go into hiding. For it is impossible for the Lord to be reassured that such a figure will remain by his side and serve him.

"Haha, prestige? Feng has no prestige, and some just have the heart of serving the master! Sure enough, after listening to Rong Qing's words, Feng Yuan smiled miserably, raised his hand and picked up a big black steel gun. No matter who you are, but you also seem to be a capable person, and you are still a female general? But today you must leave this old woman behind, otherwise Feng Mou will not be polite. ”

Feng Yuan said, his eyes swept away, and he was suddenly startled that several war horses were startled! Only Rong Qing's war horse did not move, and he looked at this holy general as she did.

"Feng Dashuai, I respect you for your loyalty to the master, and you are also a good man, but a good man must have the responsibility of a good man to do things!" Rong Qing strangled the horse's head, and also pulled out the blood-patterned steel horse slashing knife, and suddenly his breath overflowed, and he was promoted to the extreme. The one-foot-long blood-patterned slashing knife grew to a height of one zhang, and the essence was as restrained as a blade, and it actually pushed back the oppression that Feng Yuan brought to everyone!

"The hero has soldiers in his hands, and I will accompany you to fight the soldiers! The hero has no soldiers in his hands, I will accompany you to kill the battle! To embarrass an old man, is it the work of heroes like us! If Feng Dashuai is a hero, let this old man travel far away, and fight with you for 300 rounds, otherwise if you hurt this old man, Feng Dashuai will win, and what glory will there be! ”

Feng Yuan listened to Rong Qing's words, but he was not annoyed, but laughed! "Hahahaha! Okay, a good one who has soldiers to fight with soldiers, no soldiers to kill the formation, and has the courage to go deep into the tiger's den, and he is really not Fan Fan's generation. Feng has not had a chance to kill for ten years, and he doesn't want to fight with the unknown general. Come and put your name on it, and I'm going to fight with you! ”

"If the husband doesn't change his name, he doesn't change his surname, I'm Rongqing!" Rong Qing snorted coldly, took off his iron helmet, revealing his true face, and immediately made Feng Yuan nod again and again. "So you are Her Royal Highness the Princess? Okay, today is worth the trip, since His Highness is a hero, Feng Yuan is not reckless. Wang Yang took the old man as a hostage, which was a shameful move, but Feng, as a courtier in Chuzhou, couldn't ignore it. ”

"Princess Shizi, Feng fought with you for three hundred rounds! If you win, leave the old man behind; If you don't win, you will take the old man! No matter whether you win or lose today, Feng will not be embarrassed by you! ”

"Sure enough, it's the power of the Martial Saint, I didn't expect there to be such a hero in Chuzhou!" Rong Qing also nodded again and again, and then the war horse stood up and suddenly killed Feng Yuan! "Tiger Shape Three Kills!" Today's Rong Qing, using the Blood Pattern Chapter, is already above a half-saint like Feng Yuan! And as soon as she made this move, it turned out to be a Jingyuan transformation, like a sharp blade!

"Giant ape divides the mountain!"

While!

"Well, it's actually a half-saint?" Feng Yuan was a little surprised for a while, because after Rong Qing, a pseudo-saint, used the Blood Pattern Chapter, with the condensation power of the tiger-shaped three kills, he was already almost the same as Feng Yuan, a half-saint! In the Half-Saint realm, it is no longer possible to use the Grandmaster-level Blood Pattern Chapter, so the physique and essence of the Half-Saint are not much different from those of the Blood Tattoo Admiral and the Pseudo-Saint.

But what really stepped into the holy realm was the condensation of the essence of the transformation! I saw that Feng Yuan made a mistake and the spear was pushed out, which was also like a sharp blade, and it actually separated Rong Qing's power on the move. However, the two of them fought each other, and they actually killed each other without a win, and after the staggered Jingyuan, it seemed that the entire official road was shaken.

The strength of the two went down to the horse's hooves, and after the two horses staggered, they each stepped out of a crack of more than ten steps! On the official road, a large area of snow on the side of the road was shaken, and where the horse passed, sand and stones were flying, and the shattered Jingyuan blade sputtered ten steps away, cutting some trees and even stones to pieces.

Xie Hui and the others hurriedly rode their horses back many steps, and Feng Yuan's personal entourage also hurriedly dodged into the distance.

The two just fought with one blow, and it was earth-shattering, as if the sky and the earth were about to change color!

This is the battle of the Martial Saint Realm. Da Jin doesn't know how many years, and there is no Holy Realm to fight.

"Haha, good girl, happy!" After Feng Yuan handed over this hand, he reined in the horse's head, his face was full of joy, as if a person who had been suppressed for a long time suddenly released all his enthusiasm. Because he never expected that this Rong Qing would also be a "half-saint", a figure who could be on a par with him and make him happy to kill the formation!

"Good realm, good means! Feng Dashuai, Rong has not seen many heroes, you are one of them! Rong Qing also roared loudly, her current power is condensed, and it is indeed no less than a real demi-saint! He is gifted in physique, and he is gifted in essence, and through the increase of blood pattern steel, coupled with the condensation of the tiger-shaped three kills, he is on par with Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan's martial arts are at least three times stronger than Wang Yang!

"Kill!" Seeing that Feng Yuan was riding his horse again, the horse's hooves trampled on the ground and the earth was flying, as if the gods had descended. Rong Qing also clamped his legs and went straight towards Feng Yuan! The junior generals are people who borrow horses, and when they reach the realm of martial saints, they are horses who borrow manpower! Jing Yuan transforms into shape, gallops on horseback, one person and one ride, can sweep thousands of armies, and be the king and the prince!

While!!! There was another earth-shattering bang, Jing Yuan splashed, and the two did not separate again, but exchanged guns and knives, and they really killed together. Feng Yuan's killing technique is like a demon lion beast, fierce and strong, but Rong Qing's killing technique is also not weak, like a tiger fighting an eagle, it is incomprehensible. The two fought straight for dozens of rounds, but they didn't even decide the winner.

The official road has been trampled to pieces by two horses and eight hooves, and the spirit of Jingyuan has knocked down several trees on the side of the road!

Even the clouds overhead were printed red, like blood under the imprint of the remnant sun, hanging down from the sky one by one.