Min Qing to Shao Wuguan Road.

Happy to ride a horse without hurrying or slowing in front of the army, Hong Wutian and Kumano were on their left and right. Tens of thousands of horse soldiers behind occupied the official road and meandered forward.

Pedestrians on the official road all avoided to both sides, even those Jianghu people with swords, and they did not dare to touch the brows of the army.

Happy look thoughtful. The emperor asked him to take Pu Lide to face the saint, obviously with the intention of making Pu Lide the new lord of Fujian.

What the emperor wants is a stable Fujian.

And this is also an opportunity for him to be happy. This matter is done well, and the emperor has to think a little more highly of him.

Yes, I am happy and full of ambition.

The time was close to evening, and the army still had more than ten hours to go from Fuzhou. The march of the army is not like a fast horse, but it has to be much slower.

It is obviously impossible to lead a large army to Fuzhou today.

An adjutant general in the army drove forward to report, "General Gao, it's getting dark tonight, should we make dinner now?" ”

Happy to look up at the sky, there are already red clouds in the sky, afraid that there will be another ten minutes, the night will fall, so he nodded, "Okay, the army is looking for a place to camp." ”

Tens of thousands of troops have to be encamped, and they are by no means able to camp wherever they want. There needs to be a special scout to find the right place, and if nothing else, there is no shortage of water.

Soon, dozens of fast horses in the army roared out and ran around near the official road.

At this moment, there were two people in front of the army walking slowly towards the army.

Wu Amiao is in front, and Takimi is behind.

Seeing the army, Wu Amiao, who looked around with a pair of thief eyes, turned around, "Master, there is a Yuan army in front!" Are we avoiding it? ”

Taki's eyes looked ahead, and when he saw the high-character banner, he said lightly: "You go to Minqing City first and wait for the teacher." ”

Wu Amiao blinked her eyes, "Master, are you going to make a move again?" Do you want me to help? ”

Taki's desire to speak was very direct, "With your current strength, you can't help me." ”

After saying that, he walked straight ahead.

He was ordered by the person behind the scenes in Shu to stop the Song and Yuan Dynasty from negotiating peace, and naturally he also knew something about the situation in Fujian. Pu Shougeng and Happy are all Fujian celebrities.

There are so many high-character military flags erected in the army, and they are so vast that it cannot be anyone else except for joy.

And he has already killed Pu Shougeng, and he doesn't care about killing again.

If Turandot is not robbed, the more chaotic Fujian is, the less likely it will be that Song and Yuan will succeed.

One man and one sword, straight to tens of thousands of troops.

Wu Amiao pursed her lips and quietly walked to the grass next to the official road, gradually moving away.

The evening breeze blows, with a slight coolness, blowing away the heat. The lush grass bends its waist, revealing many white wildflowers.

Taki wanted to go to the front of the army, but was stopped by the soldiers at the front of the army.

Perhaps it was because he saw that Taki wanted to look like an ordinary person, but the soldier was quite polite, "The army is moving forward, please go to the side of the road to take refuge." ”

Taki's eyes looked up at the handsome banner in the army.

The handsome flag moves with the wind.

Manual.

No sword in sight.

Only the shadow of the sword flashed on the ground in the light of the setting sun.

Several of the soldiers who stopped Taki Desire froze for a moment, and then blood gushed out from their throats and fell to the ground.

Chengying, Chengying. By this evening, it was hard to see.

"Enemy attack!"

A soldier screamed beside him. Seeing that Taki wanted to kill several people with one sword, he was extremely shocked.

And when they exclaimed and drew their swords, Taki's body was already swept straight towards the handsome flag.

The step is like a swimming dragon, and the body is like a fluttering flotsy. The soldiers stood densely in front of him, but in his sweeping, they seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and staggered to the side.

For a while, no one could stab the blade at Taki.

Wherever he passed, someone had his eyes wide open, his hands on his throat, unwilling to fall to the ground.

A peerless master of the rivers and lakes like Taki, ordinary soldiers are in front of them, and they don't even have a chance to make a move.

"Protect the General!"

"Protect the General!"

Someone shouted. Many soldiers flocked to the banner.

Seeing the panic in the front of the army, he showed surprise on his face, and only said in his heart: "Isn't it the one who assassinated Master Pu?" ”

He clearly saw that Taki's desire was just a one-man battle.

With such courage, the strength will never be worse. And the panic of the army in front of him spread towards him at an extremely fast speed, which is even more indicative of this.

It's just that in the time of more than ten breaths, Taki's desire is already only a few tens of meters away from him.

Next to them, Hong Wutian and Kumano also stared at each other.

Their eyesight is not comparable to that of others, and they can see the figure of Taki's desire more clearly, and they can also capture Taki's sword moves.

The momentum is like thunder, complicated like rain, and there is not the slightest drag between the shots. This is definitely a swordsman with a strong accomplishment in the way of swordsmanship.

Moreover, there is not much overflow of internal qi between Taki's hands, which is enough to show that his attainments in internal cultivation are also not low.

Hong Wutian held the hilt of the sword behind his back with his right hand and said to Kumano: "This swordsman is not simple, maybe he is still above you and me. You protect General Gao, and the old beggar will meet him. ”

Kumano nodded imperceptibly.

There is always a kind of dark induction between masters and masters, like a qi machine, and also like a clash of momentum between military formations. The general realm can always be felt.

Kumano knew that he probably wouldn't be a rival to Taki's desire. The aura of Taki desire is not like what people in the early stage of the True Martial Realm can have.

"You're the one who broke the military academy?"

On the way to the taki, Hong Wutian urged his voice with internal qi, and the sound was like muffled thunder.

His feet stepped over the shoulders of the soldiers, seemingly swaying, but in fact, there was a hidden mystery in his steps. Not only was the speed strange, but the soldiers who were trampled by him were also fine.

Taki's eyes were fixed on Hong Wutian, his pace and sword momentum did not stop, but he did not answer.

Of course, he would not admit that he was the one who broke the military academy palace, even if it was very likely that his identity had been exposed from the mouths of the monk and others.

Song and Yuan negotiated peace, he blocked and exposed his identity, which is likely to attract Song Yuan's hatred to Shuzhong.

At the moment, the Song Dynasty is very likely to know his identity, but the Yuan Dynasty may not know it yet.

A sword swept away, and Takimi wanted to swing away the surrounding soldiers, clearing out some open space, waiting for Hong Wutian.

Hong Wutian approached in a few moments, and the two fought in an instant.

Two strands of sword intent erupted from the two of them and collided violently.

The soldiers around him were stunned at first, but when they came back to their senses, they retreated back in panic.

Such a fight between two peerless masters is the aftermath of the overflowing energy, and it is not something they can bear.

War horses neighed, flags were chaotic.

Hong Wutian and Taki's desire to fight each other showed a dignified look.

Both of them have the strength to rank in the top ten of the master list, and it can be said that they are on the tip of the needle. No one is sure of whom, and everyone can die under the other's sword.

This kind of fight does not tolerate the slightest contempt and trance.

Countless swords flew in all directions.

The sword in Hong Wutian's hand and the shadow of Taki's desire to bear constantly collided, and the dinging sound was as dense as a storm.

The two soldiers around them all withdrew ten meters away, leaving only more than a dozen corpses.

It was dark.

The sword intent rolls up in the dust.

The noisy yellow dust covered the two of them in a very short period of time, so that the surrounding soldiers could hardly tell who was who. I could only see the two figures constantly moving in the yellow dust.

Occasionally, a sword broke through the dust, only to make the yellow dust roll endlessly.

All the soldiers were dumbfounded.

Such a strong man has never even been seen in a dream before.

Quietly, the figures of the two became more and more invisible. Only two gray hurricanes are fighting, fighting in the yellow dust.

Dusk is the shortest, and the hardest to figure out the traces.

The red cloud is gone.

The night was quietly darkened.

Happy to let the soldiers bypass both sides of the official road, and the group surrounded the two people who were fighting.

"There are so many masters in this world."

On the mountain not far away, Wu Amiao held her cheeks, tasted her head and shook her head, and was very emotional. But his face doesn't look serious, no matter how he looks at it.

Kumano's figure flickered, and he suddenly swept out of his horse.

More than a dozen Gu worms with a faint light floated out of his body, up and down, flying towards Taki. Tracks are more elusive than flies.

It's another artistic conception.

Taki's desire was keenly aware of Kumano's artistic conception, he glanced at it, his brows furrowed slightly, and the Demon Sealing Sword suddenly stopped, and suddenly retreated.

He tapped his toes on the ground, stretched his arms horizontally, and swept out more than ten meters away from Hong Wutian in the blink of an eye.

Hong Wutian and his strength are similar, and now that there is a true martial arts realm master to make a move, it is Taki's desire, and he has to judge the situation.

After all, the soldiers surrounded by the regiment did not dare to come forward to resist, but only held their swords and did not move forward.

Hong Wutian put away his sword and quietly watched as Taki's intention to leave.

"Let him go?"

Kumano asked in a hoarse voice as he swept over to him.