Chapter 516: The Battle of the Yellow Robe (Part II)
Outside the capital of Luoyang, the woman in white was alone, the sound of horses' hooves galloped, and the wind and sand gradually rose. Before the general arrived, the Taoist went first. Bu Laodao floated over, looked at Qin Wanchu who was veiled and plain clothes, frowned, and said suspiciously: "When did Tianchi take care of my Han affairs?" ”
"Naturally, no. The little woman came for Li Changsheng, does the Taoist remember? ”
Shang Kuchang sneered twice and said, "It turned out to be the red dust debt caused by that gangster, ridiculous!" ”
Outside the capital, the two armies faced each other, echoing each other from afar, and both maintained restraint. Da Shun is a scoundrel, although the crown prince in his hand has been abolished, but after all, he is a royal family, not to mention this for the time being, if the city is attacked, Liu Zongmin threatened to slaughter the city, which made Hong Chengchou dare not press too hard. Morality is always a means for villains to threaten gentlemen, of course, gentlemen include true gentlemen and hypocrites.
"Changsheng died because of you, so this fair little woman is bound to get it back for him." Qin Wanchu wore a green veil on her face, and she was already floating up when she spoke, this battle should have been on the verge of breaking out ten years ago, and it was said that the gentleman would take revenge, and it was not too late for ten years. It is not too late for a woman to take revenge.
Shang Kuchang put his hands behind his back, and his expression was not shocked, "You seek justice for him?" I am his master, a teacher for one day and a father for life. Need you justice? ”
A thin sword, if the weak willow floated up, Qin Wanchu frowned, "What you did, Changsheng already knew, and wanted to stop it, but you killed it like this, what kind of master-apprentice relationship is there, look at the move!" "Although the soft sword does not open and close, it is like a spring rain, and the slightest thread is in the seams. Tianchi's swordsmanship, the moon is like practice, the mirror is gentle, and the power is all concentrated on one point.
Shang Kuchang sneered: "Do you think that climbing to this innate upper realm, everyone can compete with the old way?" Bu Lao Dao's black robe agitated, and the Heavenly Master Order flew out of the sleeve robe. The golden light is shining, and at first glance it is indeed fairy. Righteousness is awe-inspiring. It's just that this is righteousness. It uses the yang energy of more than 20,000 innocent people, and this method relies on the shameless thick black of grievances and grievances.
Whose heart is it that is smooth, and whose heart is it?
The sword and the order touched, the essence flickered, and the thin sword in Qin Wanchu's hand was soft, forming an arc around the Heavenly Master Order. Bu Laodao still did not move, and his clothes were fluttering. Cold wind outside the city. It has not been reduced by the passage of the coldest deep winter. Scraping on the face is still like a knife.
"The world is so big, there is no such ruthlessness, only how is it different from those ignorant people who burn incense and bow down? Immortal stupidity, you are also stupid! Hum! ”
The Heavenly Master was shocked, and a blazing light burst out in the air, breaking free from the shackles of the thin sword. Qin Wanchu was not regressed, compared to the original Qingniu old way. Qin Wanchu's strength reached a higher level, and the thin sword turned into silver thread and wrapped it in the order of the Heavenly Master. Anything. Perfection is just an ideal state. Even if it is perfect in a certain state, then once it moves, it is able to find the flaw.
Rapier is not one. It is inextricably linked, when it is out of Qin Wanchu's hands. Just like a dandelion, slowly rising. Instead, it wrapped around the Heavenly Master's Order, wrapping around it like a silver silk ball. Qin Wanchu didn't have any joy on her face, Bu Laodao didn't go all out, and she didn't even invite God, so naturally she kept her hands.
"Tianchi's daughter, I advise you to leave quickly, Lao Dao doesn't want to make enemies. If you are obsessed, then you are not welcome to blame the old way! Bu Laodao's tone became cold.
Lao Dao's eyebrows suddenly raised, and he looked back, and a yellow light rose to the sky, and the majestic momentum was in this ancient capital, like the return of the dynasty. More than 100 emperors set the Ding Ding Kyushu again, and in an instant, the bell of the White Horse Temple rang.
Brilliant as a song. The thousand-year-old temple, the bell is melodious, and the bell ringer is even more extraordinary. The white-clothed monk came from afar, he did not go to the imperial city, did not go to the city gate, but in the back mountain of the White Horse Temple, rang the bell. Every sound was so shocking that even the horses outside the city were restless and paced back and forth restlessly.
Grievances and grievances are fixed, the bell does not stop, and the bell in another place rings at the same time. On the top of the mountain, in the Luzu Temple, Zhang Fushui held the bell, and hit it calmly and firmly. All the causes and conditions will meet here, just for the rivers and lakes that stick to the heart. What are rivers and lakes, a certain bearded man said it well, rivers and lakes are sophisticated.
Shang Ku's long face was like sinking water, his eyes narrowed, and he snorted coldly: "It's all here, it's good to be here." It's so sneaky, and I don't have the ability to do it as an apprentice. His eyes looked at the yellow pillar of light, and he murmured, "If there is really no luck, it is the greatest luck, and it can't be compared, it can't be compared." ”
With a move in his sleeve robe, he wanted to withdraw the Heavenly Master's order, but suddenly his brows furrowed, he turned back to look at Qin Wanchu again, and said, "It's not your little lover, why are you so desperate." ”
Even if it is the Heavenly Master Order, it does not wrap the Yang Qi of 20,000 people, and the Daomen Kung Fu of the Pure Yang Zi is itself restrained with the Tianchi Exercises, not to mention that it is wrapped in a thick Yang Qi and has been quenched by the Heavenly Thunder, so to speak, such a Heavenly Master Order in the hands of Bu Lao Dao can no longer be regarded as an ordinary magic weapon.
Qin Wanchu had just stepped into the congenital upper realm not long ago, her foundation was unstable, and she was already a little powerless, but she had to hold it off. This is a love for Li Changsheng and a promise to Yang Fan.
The yellow light shone brighter. Bu Laodao frowned, and the law seal in his hand was knotted.
"Open!"
The silver ball that enveloped the Heavenly Master's Order in the air began to tremble violently. Qin Wanchu frowned, knowing that at this time, if she didn't do her best, she would definitely let the Heavenly Master Order break free.
"Pure heart!"
Her beautiful eyes were closed, and her body seemed to lose its gravity, and it became more elegant. A pale blue dawn, like a rainbow, hung down from the sky. A figure of a celestial maiden appeared from behind Qin Wanchu. Such a vision made Li Zicheng's army, who had heard the bell, even more riotous.
They had never seen such a vision in their lives. Some people have been farmers all their lives, and naturally they have great reverence for the gods, so they hurriedly got off the horse and knelt down and bowed, "The queen mother is above, and she is ...... Accept...... Worship by the villain! ”
Syllable!
With a whip down, Liu Zongmin grinned and shouted: "Worship you old mother, this is a demon girl, you calf hurry up for Lao Tzu to get up, otherwise believe it or not, the Bodhisattva will not bird you, Lao Tzu will chop your head with a knife!" He shouted backwards, "Whoever the fuck dares to kneel, it's a bad thing that hasn't been planted!" Didn't you see the military advisor fighting in front of you? ”
Bu Laodao looked at the illusory Heavenly Maiden and said, "Invite a Yaochi Fairy, even if you invite the Queen Mother of the West, then what's the matter!" His sleeves fluttered, his fingers pinched, and he made a loud grunt.
The silver balls in the air were like ice cracks, and they spread out in an instant. (To be continued.) )