"Too much deception!" A young man in fancy clothes shouted angrily that the son of his dignified and noble family was despised by a three-year-old child. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Boom!

The young man in the costume drew the sword at his waist, flashing with a cold glow.

The sword is delicate, the body is snow-white, imprinted with ancient marks, and the handle is inlaid with many precious stones, forged from pure gold.

Xiaopang's eyes are hot, although the saber is flashy, but it is expensive and exquisite, and it will be a big profit when sold for money.

In front of the little prince of Jing'an, Xiaopang shook the Qiankun bag in his hand and said: "I'll make a bet with you, you and I will duel fairly, if you lose, the sword in your hand will be mine, if I lose, this broken bag will be given to you." ”

"What your broken bag, that Qiankun bag is clearly mine!" The little prince of Jing'an said angrily.

Xiaopang squinted at him and said, "What comes to my hands is mine, if you have the ability, you can snatch it from me." ”

looked at the little chubby with a bandit face, and was still childish, he shook the Qiankun bag in his hand at himself, and his eyes were full of pride. The little prince of Jing'an is very helpless, he is controlled by others, it's okay to fight, if he is really angry, he is expelled from others, and he is left to fend for himself, and he will not even have a chance to take revenge.

Thinking of this, the little prince of Jing'an snorted coldly, his eyes flashed, and the young man in Chinese clothes understood and nodded in agreement.

"Silence!"

The noise suddenly stopped, and everyone held their breath and stared out of the gate.

A puff of dust and smoke came to his face, and it was a heavy horse of nearly a thousand men, dressed in steel armor, and four or five horses pulling a huge ballista, on which were stuck with five arrows one zhang long.

"Siege crossbow! Why did this thing end up here? "Some men let out a frightened sound, when they were young, they also served in the army, how can they not recognize this terrifying weapon of mass murder?

Seeing this, Zhang Qingzheng looked at the middle-aged man with bright eyes, and said: "I originally thought that Black Wind Fort was just a group of chaotic bandits. ”

The retainer of the royal palace smiled bitterly: "To be honest, it is the first time I have heard of such an unpopular force as Black Wind Castle, in the past, as soon as the banner of Jing'an Royal Mansion was erected, the murderous strongmen did not dare to attack us, Black Wind Castle can have such courage, and there must be big people behind it." ”

Zhang Qingzheng has no regrets, he didn't want to get involved in this whirlpool of strife in the upper echelons of the empire, with the strength of Zhangjiazhai, in this whirlpool, he is not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

However, since this is the case, we can only bite the bullet and fight with the people outside the village.

The black torrent roared, the heavy horses rolled, stepped on the ground, and made a terrible thunder sound, a large number of gravel was shaken up, and a few pieces of dry and soft ground also appeared small cracks.

"Shoot!"

Zhang Qingzheng gave an order, and more than ten bed crossbows were fired in unison. Clanging sounds.

The enemy is strong and I am weak, so we should fight without declaring and take the initiative, not to mention, if there is a slight mistake in this battle, it will be a situation from which there will be no return.

Burst! Burst! Burst......

Dozens of arrows as thick as human arms roared away, directly piercing the armor of the heavy riders in front, and the strong recoil caused it to fly out several feet away before falling in a pool of blood.

In the mouth of the heavy rider in the rear, there were bursts of strange whistling sounds, stepping on the corpse of his companion, directly under the gate of the village.

The siege crossbow, also under the cover of the heavy cavalry, was erected within the firing range, booming a few times, like the sound of artillery, and the crossbow arrows more than a zhang long directly cracked the thick walled gate, several walled walls collapsed, and more than a dozen men became a pile of meat mud.

The retainers of the Jing'an Palace, as well as other noble families, roared, entered the battle with weapons, and blocked the gate of the village, like killing gods, and the three rows of heavy horses were split high, and the cold light was shining, and they were strangled into a cloud of blood mist.

Those gentlemen trembled with fright, they have been pampered since childhood, and they have come to reach out for food to open their mouths, when have they ever seen such a bloody scene?

On weekdays, it was okay to kill some slaves and shoot prey, but I watched a huge human head fly up, stumps and broken arms flew around, the smell of blood was nasty, disgusting, and I was already pale with fright.

The little fat was red-eyed, and many men who took care of themselves in every way on weekdays were trampled into meat by a group of black things, like a little savage, waving a big bone stick and slashing the past.

Boom!

A crystal mist of blood erupted from Chubby's body, making his strength increase as if by leap bounds.

A bandit, even with men and horses, was smashed away by Xiao Fat, bursting into a viscous blood mist in the air.

There is a huge gap between monks and mortals, thousands of heavy riders are extraordinary, and they are all masters of martial arts, but the characters in the realm of blood quenching cultivation are extremely rare, and they are all first-class existences.

The snow-white bone rod is like the fangs of a fierce beast, and when the stick goes down, the skull of the beast will crack.

Outside the walled gate, Zhang Qingzheng was on crutches, covered with ten blood rings, staring at a man riding a wild rhino under the walled gate.

"I didn't expect that in the small broken village, there are also characters in the Ten Major Consummations of the Quenching Blood Realm." The man riding the brute rhino, holding his arms, looked at the battle ahead with a playful face.

"Your Excellency must be the castle master of Blackwind Castle, right?"

"Exactly down there." The man riding the rhino bowed slightly, and then, the corners of his mouth curled, with a cold smile, and said: "Before, your Zhangjiazhai was too peaceful, it's not that the lord of this castle can't take you, but I'm too lazy to do it, I have to give a group of foolish people a chance to live, and wait for the next year to harvest the fruit, right?" ”

Zhang Qingzheng exhaled lightly and said: "Zhangjiazhai, the old man has been in business for more than 30 years, and here, it is not that Your Excellency can come when you want to, and leave if you want." ”

After that, Zhang Qingzheng's eyes were cold, he stretched out a rough hand, and the order was issued, and the men in the village who were fighting receded like a tide.

Thundered!

The gates of the inner village were opened on all sides, and countless chariots roared past, spitting fire dragons, and the terrifying high temperature made the void boil like water.

The five hundred heavy horsemen who entered the village formed a circular formation, and the crossbow arrows in their hands, after a shot were accumulated, they pounced directly, and the long knife was sharp, wanting to split the chariot in front, but the strength of the two or three stones, split on the chariot, but there was only a piercing friction sound.

"Ah......h

A miserable howl was heard, and the five hundred heavy horsemen were engulfed in flames, even if the special armor on their bodies, which was enough to set fire and discharge, they were turned into ashes all over the ground in less than three breaths.

"Hmm, sixty years ago, Jiang Guoyan Wutang built the fire dragon chariot? It is rumored that the best fire dragon chariot can burn the masters of the Yi Jin Realm to ashes. The tone of the lord of the Black Wind Fort seemed to be careless, and the five hundred heavy cavalry were all wiped out, but there was no anger or sadness on his face.

"The old man is very curious, who are you, and who instructed the Black Wind Castle to establish it?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, even if you are already a dead man in the eyes of the lord of this castle, but out of caution, I have no comment!" The Black Wind Castle was holding a spear, and the heavy horseman, whose body was covered in jet-black armor, pounced forward in an instant.

Xiao Fat touched his blood-covered face, and pulled it hard from the hand of the young man in Chinese clothes who had long been frightened and sluggish, and snatched the delicate saber.

"I thought you were so tired that this little battle was like this?" Xiaopang spoke a little milky, and some words were not very clear.

That group of gentlemen has long been scared, and they can still take care of it there, snatching back the saber from the little fat hand?

Xiao Pang drew his sword, pondered for a long time, and after infusing a trace of crystal blood mist, a clear groan suddenly resounded in the sky.

Burst!

Splitting forward, the three heavy horsemen in jet-black armor were cut off by the waist, and the brute rhino sitting down was also as vulnerable as tofu.

"Good stuff." Chubby exclaimed, then bared his teeth at the gang and glared at him viciously.

Phew!

The retainer of the Jing'an Palace, holding a halberd, was full of blood, strode meteors, and slashed down on his head.

The body of the castle lord of the Black Wind Castle was densely covered with cyan airflow, a meridian, running through the whole body, like a dragon, and a spear roared out with a dazzling match.

Boom!

At the same time, the two of them were in the realm of easy tendons, and after a few rounds, a large area of jungle collapsed, flying sand and rocks, and the mountain rocks with big wheels were shocked into powder by the momentum of the two.

"Xuanhu Spirit!" Zhang Qingzheng drank lowly, this is a masterpiece, learned from the martial arts, and it can be regarded as the first-class magic spell of the martial arts.

Ten crystalline blood rings suddenly glowed, and in front of his chest, a tiger head was condensed, making a deafening whistling sound, and he rushed away.

Rumble!

The spear carried a stream of blue light, and it was directly slashed away and drawn on the blood-colored tiger's head, causing it to froze suddenly.

On the side, the halberd of the retainer of the Jing'an Palace, shot out ten brilliant golden rays, turned into a halberd shadow, and slashed and killed.

"Phew!"

A childish voice came, a delicate saber, with a clear groan, the ancient Dao marks on the snow-white sword revived, and with a bang, it swept against the scalp of the lord of the Black Wind Castle, the helmet was cracked, the head was full of black hair like a waterfall, and a trace of blood flowed down the forehead.

Little Fat kicked over the brute rhino sitting on the castle master of Black Wind Castle, and the bone rod smashed into its skull, and with a bang, the brute rhino rolled on the ground a few times and died violently!

The castle lord of the Black Wind Castle couldn't help but be shocked after seeing the person who came, the earth-shattering blow just now was actually from the hand of a three-year-old child?

"Heaven and earth are natural, filthy Qi is scattered, the cave is Xuanxuan, Huang Lang Taiyuan, the eight directions are mighty, make me natural, Lingbao talisman, proclamation of nine days, Qianluo Dana, Donggang Taixuan, kill demons and bind evil, save thousands of people, Zhongshan God Mantra, Yuan Shi Yuwen, recite it again, but the illness is prolonged, according to the line of the five mountains, the eight seas know, the demon king binds his head, guards my Xuan, the ferocity dissipates, and the Dao Qi lasts forever......" Fang Mengkou recited the Pure Heaven and Earth Divine Mantra, a gorgeous sword, pierced with a ghost painting talisman, so that Xiaopang was disdainful for a while, and he knew that he was pretending to be a ghost.

As soon as this spell came out, the heavens and the earth suddenly became clear, the evil ghosts and sneaks were swept away, and the gloomy murderous aura on the heavy riders suddenly weakened.

There was a hint of horror in the expression of the lord of the Black Wind Castle, as if he saw a group of powerful ghosts, coming towards him with teeth and claws.

Xiaopang blinked his eyes in confusion, the pestle was there, like a magic stick, a few strokes, it was so mysterious?

Chubby jumped up, raised a snow-white bone stick, and slammed it down!

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