The axe fell, the blood flew, Zhang Yan killed himself, and the famous general star on the land of Yan Zhao withered under the bright moon on the top of the ladder.

After listening to Zhang Yan's narration and request, Wang Li knew that Zhang Yan was dead. No one can save a person who is bent on death, Wang Li can't, Yuan Shu can't, and the two of them together can't.

Therefore, as soon as Wang Li's sword was unsheathed, and Yuan Shu had just flown off the cliff, Zhang Yan died.

Wang Li could only sigh, but Yuan Shu was in turmoil.

In his plan, Zhang Yan should have been his mainstay, his standard-bearer for revitalizing Taiping Dao, and his main vanguard in seizing the world in the future. Similarly, it should be Wang Li instead of Zhang Yan who should fall in the plan.

It's a pity that the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high.

When he was calculating Wang Li, Wang Li was also calculating him, he knew that with Wang Li's character, he would personally go to Tianti Mountain to look at the destruction of the last anti-Wang army in the Central Plains, but he didn't expect that Wang Li had already laid a large army at the foot of the mountain and waited for him and his subordinates to rush in.

Non-war crimes!

Yuan Shu shook his head, bent down to pick up Zhang Yan's remains, and gently wiped the blood on Zhang Yan's chest and sighed.

The great cause has long since become a falling flower and follows the flowing water, and only the original shadow that is still on the cliff is left among relatives and friends. The senior brother is gone, the master is gone, and even Zhang Yan, whom he regards as a brother of flesh and blood, is also gone, what else does he have to remember?

The night rise and morning setting of the bright moon is an unchanging fact, but what remains even more eternal is that "people today do not see the ancient times and moons, and this month used to be according to the ancients", the bright moon does not know how many years it has existed, and I don't know how many years it will exist.

Compared with the bright moon, everything on the earth is just a few waves in the endless years, and no ambition, great cause or even life is worth mentioning.

Yuan Shu raised his head and looked at the faint moonlight in the night sky, and the expression in his eyes was as light as the moonlight, which made people alienated, and faint made people feel his alienation from this world.

What does the hero want for a thousand years, and he will do everything in the north of the mountain. I don't see the King of Qin burying Lishan Palace, and the jade and golden geese are empty.

Through the ages, just like this month!

After glancing at Yuan Shu, Wang Li knew that he was finished.

The ambition is gone, the fighting spirit is gone, and even his relatives and friends are gone, and there is only one Wang Duan who looks at Shi A angrily in front of him, and Yuan Shao, who is only a shadow on the cliff, what else can he achieve?

Wang Li raised the corners of his eyebrows, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Yuan Shu, and his tone was cold to the bone: "Yuan Highway, I think that back then, for the so-called Taiping Avenue 'the world is peaceful', you instructed Wang Duan to kill the descendants of Buddhism and the Zhi'er family, after all, Tang Zhou drilled the tip of the horns and provoked the Yellow Turban, which caused the wars in the territory of the Han Dynasty to be raging, and the people of the Han Dynasty were full of bones.

Plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans. To paraphrase a Buddhist saying, if you want to know the cause of the past life, the recipient of this life is; If you want to know the world after tomorrow, what you do in this life is. You suppress Buddhism and Taoism, General Ge Ben, don't want to ask, but the dozens or even millions of dead souls who died because of your teaching, should you give an explanation to the people of the world? ”

"Confess? What do you want to account? A sneer sounded, Yuan Shao grabbed the flying claws and jumped down from the cliff, looking at Wang Li mockingly, "Since ancient times, the competition for the world's winners and losers is just Kou, what else do you want to explain?"

Wang Deyu, Yuan has been friends with you for more than ten years, and I originally thought that the last person in the world was the big-eared thief, who was obviously born low and wanted to crown himself with the hat of an imperial uncle, but today I found out that you were as hypocritical as him.

What is the difference between you and us? It's just a raccoon dog. You are right, the highway is to get the world, and Yuan is also to get the world, but you dare to say that you are not for the dragon chair, but just for the people of the world?

Wang Deyu, you are less special nonsense, the two brothers of Yuan are by your side, if you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, and you don't wear the hat of bullying the good and the good and the troubled society, Lao Tzu doesn't eat your set! ”

"It's a good Yuan Benchu, this is the lieutenant of the Xiyuan New Army that Wang knew back then, Wang is a little underestimated about you." Wang Li faced Yuan Shao directly, and there was a look of respect in his eyes.

He and Yuan Shao first intersected when the co-conspirator Jian Shuo, and later Yuan Shao's prestige grew and became more and more famous, except for the time when the eighteen princes of the Kwantung Coalition Army begged Dong, he and Yuan Shao never chatted or even met.

Wang Li is still wondering if Yuan Shao is as bold and timid as he is in history, but he doesn't want Yuan Shao to be the hero who dared to win the crowd with heroism at first sight, with the picture of heroism and hegemony, and the soldiers of the world.

That's good, it's better for heroes to fight than for heroes to fight with dogs!

Wang Li nodded, Zhongxing Sword shook slightly, and pointed at Yuan Shao: "The man does not show his ambitions, and he is born with an eight-foot body." You Yuan Benchu can also be regarded as a character, and the things you have done in your life are not without the word hero. After the brothers solved Yuan Highway and Wang Xuan, Wang personally saw you off! ”

A long howl, several angry shadows.

Zhao Yunliang stabbed Yuan Shu with a silver spear, and Cui Shi Niang, Tang Zhou, Zhi Lou Jiayu and Yan Da Tie four people sacrificed the sword and flute in their hands at the same time, and their goal was only one from beginning to end, that is, the great enemy of Buddhism, the enemy Wang Duan.

There was an instant killing sound in the field.

But see:

Eight or nine rays of cold light flashed on the top of the mountain, and five or seven warriors were divided into two places.

On the left-hand side, Zhao Yun and Yuan Shushu are in full swing, a bright silver spear provokes thousands of pear blossoms, falling into the English one after another, a hundred dusty silk brushes thousands of willow branches, and the wind blows scissors.

On the right hand, Cui Shi Niang has a short transverse flute, Yan Da binds two short swords to the wind, and Zhi Lou Jiayu and Tang Zhou each hold a demon stick and open and close, overwhelming the mountains and seas. Wang Duan's expression was solemn, the sword in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, and the hundred-foot dark clouds held up a round of red sun.

Wang Li and Yuan Shao stood at each other, and the two groups of people flew swords and spears, and there was no longer a trace of words. And Shi A had also retreated, standing beside Wang Li, looking at Wang Zhu in the field from time to time.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Li asked softly, with a slight puzzle in his expression.

Shi Ah is his rightful junior disciple, and he is also the closed disciple of his cheap father Wang Yue. It stands to reason that Shi A should have had no intersection with Wang Duan, but Shi A's performance tonight made Wang Li suspicious.

In front of the ladder, Shi Ah was puzzled when he first saw Wang Xuan; On the top of the mountain, Shi A was able to fight against Wang Duan alone and did not lose the wind at all; And now, Shi Ah looked at Wang Duan's eyes with a hint of worry.

He didn't know why Shi Ah cared about Wang Xuan, he didn't want to think too much, he was afraid that Shi A would betray his trust, and he was also afraid of breaking Shi A's heart.

Unfortunately, Murphy's Law tells us that anything that can go wrong has a high chance of going wrong.

Shi A just squeezed out a bunch of reluctant smiles from his face and shook his head at Wang Li, and his eyes were completely fixed on Wang Duan's body.

Wang Duan has already left and right, in front of him Lou Jiayu and Tang Zhou's two demon sticks both hold the swords in Wang Duan's hands, and the double swords of Yan Da behind him roll towards Wang Duan's lower plate, and the horizontal flute in Cui Shi Niang's mouth flew out of a dark black iron nail at the same time, directly taking Wang Duan's neck.

Two swords, two sticks, and a dart, the situation in the field has changed dramatically in an instant.

The king is beaten off and the enemy is attacked!

The king is in danger!

"Ahh

A long howl suddenly erupted from Shi A's mouth, like a thunderclap in a moonlit night.

Wang Li and Yuan Shao were startled, and saw Shi A leap into the middle like an eagle falcon spreading its wings, and then the Longquan sword raised a layer of ripples, and the sound of "ding" had already dropped the dart to the ground, and he kicked his body again and turned to Wang Xuan's back, and suddenly blocked the Longquan sword in front of Yan Dalian.

The sound of tinkling came and went, and it penetrated everyone's ears.

Wang Li was stunned, Yuan Shao was stunned, Cui Shiniang and others were also stunned, and all the people in the field immediately fell into petrification.

What's going on?

Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on!