304. Under the net of gradual tightening
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The two fought for a short time, and the time of a cup of tea was restored to the original place.
The two were more than ten steps apart, and Chen Gong's Qingxiu sword had already been sheathed.
Li Ru's palm also retracted into the wide sleeve.
The two stared, that is, there was the solemnity of facing a great enemy, and there was also the indescribable pleasure of meeting an opponent in chess.
Yuan Xi, who had a broken arm, had already stood up, his brows condensed slightly, and he looked at Chen Gong, who had fought with Li Ru without falling behind at all, and was shocked in his heart.
How many catties and taels does Li Ru have, he has already tried it, and it is not a problem to take him within twenty moves, and the short fight between Chen Gong and Li Ru does not seem to have much momentum, but in fact it is full of crises, and the slightest carelessness is the end of losing all the games, and the two people in front of them are both scholars with great wisdom and great martial arts, which is really amazing.
Li Ru stood with his palms closed, unable to see likes and dislikes, and looked at Chen Gong opposite with an expressionless face.
Chen Gong, who is dressed in white and has a high crown and beard, although he is middle-aged, he still looks handsome, slightly gloomy compared to Li Ru's elegance, and it is more or less pleasing to the eye.
Chen Gong's clothes fluttered, and he stood with a smile, unable to see what he was thinking.
The one-armed Yuan Xi just looked at the two and confronted each other.
Xu Zhaoyun had already fought his way out of the Chongde Hall with the little emperor Liu Xie.
Everything went well, the leaders of the dead soldiers of the various families had been blocked, and the swarming Xiliang soldiers fought regardless of life and death, as Li Ru expected, nearly 4,000 Xiliang soldiers were not as good as the dead soldiers and disciples cultivated by the princes with all their resources, but they were enough to fight to the death before the whole army was destroyed. If it is on a plain ramp suitable for cavalry charges. This number has doubled. This can be seen by anyone with a little eyesight.
And right now, the shouting and killing are noisy, in addition to the Xiliang soldiers who are not afraid of life and death to cheer themselves up, more is the moaning of the killed before death, from outside the Chongde Palace, all the way to the palace, the blood stumps are filling the entire bluestone slab paved ground. It's all red to the eyes, and the boots are disgustingly sticky when you step on them.
Liu Fengqiao, Rui Man, Xin Bi, a knife and others were dragged by the six major sect heads, and the disciples and dead soldiers with amazing combat effectiveness of the Jianwei swordsman and the white-eyed wolf and the white-eyed wolf and the white dead soldier with amazing combat effectiveness no matter how strong the combat effectiveness of the dead soldier was, they could not withstand the crowd of people tactics, Li Min was pierced by an arrow from Qiao Rui through the throat, although thousands of Xiliang soldiers irrepressibly caused a lot of turmoil because of the death of the main general, but because of Li Ru, the killing god, they burst out with a more majestic murderous aura, and they fought to the death. Working hard is also a small gain. The dead disciples of the princes of each family gradually produced casualties, with tens of hundreds, hundreds of one or two people, the casualties of the Xiliang soldiers were shocking, nearly 4,000 soldiers and horses, after fighting to the death in the middle of the night, there were less than 2,000 people who could still hold the swords and guns, and they were stabbed by the dead soldiers of the princes who were far inferior to their own soldiers and horses.
As far as the eye can see, there are bloody corpses, the dead people are walking simply, the living people are still fighting, no matter how big the casualties are, they can't make Li Ru have a slight change of color.
His heart was frighteningly cold.
Chen Gong shook his head, looked at the blood stains on the soles of his feet, shook his head and said, "It's worthy of being a poisonous scholar, it's amazing, it's really powerful." ”
When Li Ru heard this, he smiled indifferently and said: "Praise, compared with your great talent to help the world and save people, Li has been able to live until now, and he would have become one of them long ago if he was not ruthless." ”
Chen Gong smiled and said: "That's right, you and I live in the current troubled times, you are not as good as a pig or a dog, and your heart is not cold and hard enough, why do you live until now, but Chen is hypocritical." ”
Li Ru was noncommittal, looked at Chen Gong and Yuan Xi, who was standing with a gun on the side, and said indifferently: "You are a smart person, you should guess that tonight's good show is far more than just now." ”
Chen Gong nodded slightly when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, his eyes were shining.
Inside and outside the hall, there are all desperate battles, only Li Ru and Chen Gong are not long-eyed soldiers and disciples in the direction of the dead soldiers.
Li Ru and Chen Gong looked at each other, two pairs of deep eyes, staring through the air, outsiders couldn't see what they were thinking about the two superb characters who were Confucianism and martial arts.
Under Li Ru's gaze, Chen Gong suddenly turned around and left.
Although Yuan Xi was confused, he didn't say much, Yuan Shang had already explained his trip to Chang'an, mainly Chen Gong, so no matter how many doubts Yuan Xi had in his heart, he could only sink into the bottom of his heart.
Looking at Chen Gong and turning away without hesitation, Li Ru not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but his brows were locked tighter, and his eyes were gloomy as he watched the white clothes disappear from sight, and the palms in his sleeves suddenly tightened.
In addition to blood and stumps in the Chongde Palace, only Li Ru was left.
The princes from all walks of life said that the disciples and dead soldiers had been blocked and killed all the way from the palace to the outside of the palace by the Xiliang soldiers who were not afraid of life and death, and the shouting and killing were still endless, and the blood flowed all the way, and with the movement of the figures, the fight of life and death was constantly staged.
"Kill me."
Liu Feng killed one person with red eyes, more than a dozen white dead soldiers have killed three people in battle, and seriously injured two people, even Liu Feng himself was also colored, his abdomen was grazed by a blade, and it was hot, which made Liu Feng angry.
Xu Zhaoyun with Liu Xie's voice, is already heading in the direction of Weiyang Palace, there is a distance in the Chongde Hall in Weiyang Palace, if it is ordinary, it will take more than ten or twenty minutes to walk over without hindrance, and at the moment, although a knife full of pets Qiao Rui Xinbi and others was blocked, several small groups of elite dead soldiers such as the Jianxi knife man and the biting guest Bai Wei Death Soldier White-eyed Wolf kept pounced, and the ordinary Xiliang soldiers tried their best to rush up, but they were still torn apart The defense line, Even the fishermen who escorted Liu Xie to Weiyang Palace with Xu Zhaoyun were also killed in more than half of the battle.
Liu Xie, who was pulled by Xu Zhaoyun, had already become numb, and he had seen a lot of dead corpses, so he was naturally not surprised, walking from the hall to the outside of the hall, it only took three or four minutes to walk out of a short distance on weekdays, but he walked for almost half an hour, and the corpses were all over the field.
Xu Zhaoyun's regular clothes have long been stained with blood droplets, and the eighteen Jianwei swordsmen who were hit hard were his hands, six knives were broken, and three of them vomited blood and flew out, this middle-aged eunuch who once worshiped Zhang Rang as his uncle and grandfather was extremely strong in martial arts.
There were only seven or eight of the more than a dozen fishermen left around Liu Xie, but they were all the best among them, tearing apart the encirclement of Xiliang soldiers, and the princes' disciples and dead soldiers who flocked to Liu Xie were forced to retreat by them, and their combat effectiveness was extremely not weak.
Six heads, the butterfly blocked a knife, the two fought without reservation, although the butterfly has aged, but it is in response to the saying that the old man is strong, he shot without reservation, and he stopped a knife and couldn't get close to Liu Xie.
The six major sect leaders who were second only to the three stalls were all dispatched, and the formation was opened, which really made a knife full of pets and others have no chance to take advantage of.
Li Ru's figure walked out of the hall, his tall and thin body, and he didn't look at the people who were caught in the heavy siege of Liu Feng, swept up, a few bounced up and down, and settled beside Liu Xie.
Liu Xie glanced at Li Ru, his face was pale, but he didn't have any expression at all.
"Your Majesty, Xiangguo is already waiting for you in Weiyang Palace."
No matter how chaotic the scene is, Li Ru still looks like a calm and breezy look.
"Okay." Liu Xie nodded, a thousand words, in front of Li Ru, he rarely spoke, in fact, the two of them had nothing to talk about.
"But" Li Ru glanced at the corridor leading to Weiyang Palace, and said in a somewhat gloomy voice: "Before leaving, there are still some people to see." ”
Liu Xie suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Ru, those complicated eyes, looking at Li Ru deadly, unable to see clearly, unable to speak.
Li Ru looked deeply at the little emperor in front of him, and his eyes flashed with a hint of color.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally, they tacitly withdrew their gaze.
Liu Xie didn't speak, looked at the bloodstained boots, and didn't say a word.
"Protect Your Majesty." Li Ru glanced at Xu Zhaoyun, who was a little more gloomy than him, and said indifferently.
Xu Zhaoyun nodded, his blood-red nails rubbing gently. (To be continued......)