The edge of the Xingyue scimitar is not really invincible. They are in the far east, and they have finally met their nemesis. Someone taught these warriors from the Persian Empire what exactly is a hero in the killing field!

However, there is a price to pay for recognizing this. And the price is unusually severe. The handsome swordsmen of the Han Dynasty had said at the beginning that they would each leave an arm, and before they made a move, everyone thought it was arrogance. After making a move, I realized that this was a very serious sentence.

One person, one sword, within ten steps, the drizzle was mixed with bright red bloody gas. In a matter of moments, starting from the painful wail of the first Persian warrior with his arm cut off, the tiger roared like an angry tide of siege, blood and rain splashed all over the sky, and everyone upstairs and downstairs with an extremely shocked look witnessed the tragedy on the streets of Chang'an.

Eighteen Persian warriors rushed one after another, but none of them understood how he had lost one of his sword-wielding arms. Everywhere the blades flashed, without exception, as long as the arm that wielded the scimitar to kill, it had been neatly cut off.

The enemy's sword blade turned out to be unimaginably sharp. It wasn't until they watched their arms and scimitars fall to the rain-soaked ground that the Persian warriors screamed in terror.

However, everything is irretrievable. The swaying killing is like a leisurely stroll, and the young warriors from Chang'an are more calm. After many battles over the years, she finally completed the most important transformation of her life.

No matter how angry you feel in your heart, when you draw your sword out of its sheath, everything is light. said that if he only cut off his arm, he would never kill someone, he was chic and calm, his eyes were as clean as electricity, and his posture was like a swimming dragon, which not only made Li Ling and Lu Jun cheer loudly and admire. Even Yuan Zhao smiled and nodded secretly.

In the city of Babylon, the little Persian prince also used to cut and kill disobedient slaves with his own hands. Influenced by the king of Persia, in his consciousness since childhood, he has always believed that this is a world dominated by the strong.

The strong and brave warriors are their most powerful guarantee as kings. Hundreds of thousands of fierce soldiers under the command of the king of Persia once swept all the neighboring countries. No country can withstand these iron horses.

The warriors hand-picked by the King of Persia were each one of the best on the battlefield. With these men protecting the envoy to the East, even if they are attacked by an army, they can fight it with ease.

However, the Persian prince never imagined that because of his momentary competitiveness, the eighteen warriors who followed him would end up in a tragic end.

Eighteen warriors as strong as an iron tower are strong enough to fight an army. But in the face of a man's attack, none of them were the enemy. If he hadn't seen such a thing with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it if he was killed.

The drizzle drenched his hair, but the blood splashed on his face made the little Persian prince feel the hot heat. He wanted to scream in horror at the moment, but found that he could not make a sound with his mouth open.

The samurai, who had lost an arm, were rolling on the ground in pain, while others were stunned and looked incredulous. The stumps, discarded knives, and blood that flowed everywhere reminded them that everything was so real.

The scimitar of the samurai, which symbolizes supreme dignity, was not

They can be discarded on the ground casually. But now, if they want to maintain this bravery, they are powerless.

The little prince of Persia took a step back in horror. For he suddenly realized that the figure that had caused all this was standing in front of him. Those eyes with evil breath turned out to be clear and beautiful if you looked closely. However, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

"Draw your sword!"

Two simple words, crisp and firm. The Persian prince was shocked, and instinctively pulled out the scimitar he was carrying, and slashed in response. And Liu Xuanwu, who was shocked next to him, seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, and he shouted loudly.

"Daring thief! How dare you hurt the prince of Persia......! ”

However, before his words landed, the other party's sharp sword, which had been dragged diagonally behind him and had been washed away by the rain, drank blood again!

The Persian sword and the red-fiery sword were cut in two, and then the blade struck in, and one of the Persian prince's arms was slashed from the shoulder.

"Nineteenth ......!"

Speaking this number in a faint voice, whether it was a samurai or a prince, it was as simple as shooting down the obstacles set up by the master in those days of hard sword training. In fact, for her, who once broke through the army by riding alone, the fight just now was not worth paying attention to, and the reason why others were not allowed to interfere was just to dissipate the anger in her heart.

When did the Persian prince, who had a noble status since he was a child, experience such a painful experience! I just fainted. The people around were in a panic, and those gentlemen were even more frightened and scared, panicked, and didn't know what to do.

"Who the hell are you? Do you know that the Persian prince who was injured just now is the honored guest that His Majesty the Emperor and Monk Shu Ling specially explained to protect! How dare you, do you...... Wait to be beheaded by the whole door and connect the nine clans! ”

Liu Xuanwu hurriedly ordered the attendants who followed him to hurry up and treat these Persians. While pointing at the murderer who hurt people just now, the look on his face was very fierce.

It's just that the other party just glanced at him contemptuously. Then he said with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"As I said, everybody has to leave an arm...... The Persians were so vulnerable. Well, now it's your turn! ”

Looking at the blood-dripping long sword glowing faintly. Liu Xuanwu and all the gentlemen were shocked in their hearts, he looked up at each other in disbelief, and asked through gritted teeth.

"What? You didn't hurt the Persian nobles, but you still want to do something to us? I'm afraid you don't know who we are...... Tell you, my dad is ....... ”

"Shut up! Who does it matter who your father is...... Everybody come over and let me cut a sword or do it myself? Hurry up, choose now! ”

The tone full of disdain is very arrogant, and there is no joke in it. In the name of the sword, she has always done what she says, and no one can escape the punishment she deserves.

Liu Xuanwu and these people looked at each other, shocked and angry, when they met such a master, they were going crazy! I knew that when I met such a difficult person, they wouldn't have much trouble just now. But it's too late to say anything. The Persian prince and his warriors are half dead, and the other party still refuses to stop and comes to hurt them? It seems that you can't beat it, but who would willingly lose an arm!

At this time, there was a turmoil not far away

, finally someone from the government rushed to hear the news. And it's not a wave of people coming. Patrol the city imperial history, Chang'an county order, and a cavalry brigade stationed in the south gate to maintain the safety of Chang'an. All three arrived almost simultaneously.

Liu Xuanwu and others, who finally saw the savior, were overjoyed. They straightened their backs again. No matter how powerful the murderer is, in the current situation, if he dares to continue to commit murder, he is looking for death, and no one can save them.

The crowd of onlookers on the street was dispersed to both sides. A small group of majestic cavalry rode up. There was a leading general in the first place, and many people present knew him, but he was not very old but he had fought on the battlefield of the Huns. After his triumphant return, he temporarily served as the guard of the South City Gate, and his name was Huang Tao.

"General Huang, please hurry up and give the order to arrest the murderer! The Persian prince was wounded by him, but he must not let them escape! ”

With the Han cavalry here, Liu Xuanwu immediately became fearless. He pointed to the indifferent sword-wielder in the rain and shouted loudly to the general on his horse.

However, for some reason, the cavalry general just looked at him with a strange look and ignored it at all. He solemnly straightened his armor, and then jumped off his horse with all the horsemen, and lined up in a very serious manner, as if waiting for something with excitement.

Liu Xuanwu's eyes widened. He didn't understand what was going on. Isn't it the responsibility of this cavalry to maintain the stability of Chang'an! Obviously looking at the blood all over the ground, he turned a blind eye and stood indifferently, what does this mean!?

However, what made him even more puzzled was still to come. Not only did these cavalrymen do nothing after arriving at the scene. Immediately after the arrival of the city patrol Yushi and Chang'an Ling, after he rushed over and told the bad events that had just happened with righteous indignation, they looked at each other, as if they had some big scruples, and they had the same attitude, pretending to be deaf and dumb and retreating to the side, and stood by for the time being.

W-What the hell is going on?! Liu Xuanwu felt that his IQ was a little insufficient. Looking at the strange look on everyone's face, the resentment in his heart almost exploded.

"Adults, generals! The laws of the Han Dynasty clearly stipulate that those who hurt people on the street will be imprisoned for their crimes...... What's more, it was a distinguished guest like the Prince of Persia who was injured! You—Why don't you arrest people?! ”

Liu Xuanwu finally thought about the importance of the laws of the state. However, as soon as his shouting ended, he heard someone laughing.

"Speak the law to you, and you will play the rascal. and you will be a scoundrel, and you will speak the law...... Ha ha! Sure enough, every dynasty has you! ”

The figure in the cloth and green shirt laughed casually, and walked to Huo Quai, who was about to use the sword again at any time, patted her lightly on the shoulder, and whispered.

"Forget it, enough is enough...... After all, they are all Han Chinese. ”

Then he finally raised his head, smiled and met the gaze that had been looking respectfully this way for a long time.

"Lord Yushi, Lord Chang'an Ling, General Huang...... Great work, everyone! ”

Several people were so excited that they hurriedly saluted each other.

"Prime Minister...... Well! ”

"Yuanhou is mighty! General Huo is mighty! ”

The streets are full of surprise!

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